#also his soft lil “puss”

[skibasyndrome]

the saddest & horniest little "nej" known to man, brought to you by Simon Eriksson

#simon eriksson #wilmon #young royals #yr #young royals season 3 #young royals season 3 spoilers #yr s3 #yr s3 spoilers #young royals clip #OBSESSED with this lil scene #also his soft lil “puss” #wilmon phone sex scene #what a thing to write about canon huh?

[judeswhore]

o captain, my captain; jude bellingham

summary: jude knows exactly how you feel about the captain armband and he has no problem bringing it into the bedroom

pairing: jude bellingham x fem!reader

warnings: 18+, minors dni, oral (f), unprotected p in v sex

notes: you can find my masterlist here. ALSO I HAVE 7k FOLLOWERS??? ily all sm i wna kiss all of ur heads, this is a lil celebration fic <3

"oh," jude hummed softly beneath you, fingers digging a little harder into your thighs to stop you from rocking your hips. his head turned, lips soft on the inside of your thighs and the momentary break from his tongue against your clit had you shuddering, hand slipping from the headboard to press over his own. "jude."

"shh, s'okay, baby." you shook your head, attempting to roll your hips against his hands, desperate for that little bit more to tip you over the edge. he'd been teasing for what felt like hours, pushing you right to the brink of your orgasm with his tongue and fingers before pulling it out of reach with a low chuckle. you'd lost count of how many times it had happened, your skin hot and sticky, hypersensitive to even the smallest of touches, frustrated tears threatening to spill over your waterline. "doing so good for me."

"wanna cum," it was a breathless whine, emphasised by the pout on your lips but you weren't sure jude could see that, his face still pressed against your thigh. he nipped at the soft skin and you jolted, tipped your head back and again tried to shift yourself back down over his tongue. "please."

"yeah? y'think you've earned it?" before he'd tugged you up and over his face, jude had made only one demand, you didn't cum until he said you could. and you hadn't. you'd held on until your body was on fire and ready to fall apart, the need for release hot in your tummy and your pussy so sensitive it almost hurt. you had earned it, jude was simply being a dick. you rocked forward.

"yeah, i was good." you felt him turn his head back flat, eyes meeting yours when you glanced down and he sent you a crooked and overly cocky grin. fingers smoothed along your thighs, one hand sliding to cup your ass and pull you closer. his breath was warm when it hit your clit. "please."

"y'know, i've never heard you beg this much."

"jude."

"i like it."

"can you just- fuck." his lips had wrapped soft around your clit again, suction light but enough to make your head spin. your hand shot out to steady yourself against the headboard, pleasure licking up your spine as your breath stuttered over a moan. he licked a single broad stripe from your hole to your clit, humming softly at the taste before repeatedly flicking his tongue against you. his fingers loosened on your skin and he let you rock against him, the coil in your tummy almost ready to snap.

you were already so close and so sensitive you couldn't stay quiet, couldn't stop the quivering in your thighs or the way your nails sunk deep into the skin of jude's forearm. he wasn't letting up on your clit, tongue relentless as he pushed you closer to the edge, his soft groans of appreciation sending spark through you. the tip of his tongue teased into your hole, his nose bumping against your clit and your almost collapsed into the wall.

"oh, fuck, s’good, baby, m'gonna cum." you were starting to babble, moans becoming increasingly higher in pitch and despite wanting to cum you'd subconsciously tried to shift away from jude's mouth. it was all too much, you were too sensitive and too close and he was licking over you just right, your thighs shaking so much he had to grip a little tighter to keep you in place. all it took was one last gentle lap of his tongue, a quick swirl over your clit and you were coming, head tipping back as a stream of whines and curses spilled past your lips.

your fingers dug into jude's arm, your other hand clutching the headboard so tight you were afraid it might snap and your hips rolled to ride out your orgasm. it felt never ending, like your pussy would keep clenching around nothing, your clit pulsing against his over eager tongue, your release dripping down his chin. he was dragging his tongue repeatedly through your folds, gathering everything you had to offer until you were shaking your head with a broken cry, palm pressing into his forehead to get him to stop as you lifted your hips.

"jude, too much." his movements stopped and you were offered the chance to breathe, your body feeling heavy and sluggish, the after effects of your orgasm making you just a little sleepy. jude pressed a single soft kiss to your clit, one that had you gasping and quivering in his hold and then he was helping you off his face.

you collapsed at his side in a heap, eyes closing just as he swiped the back of his hand across his mouth to clear away the mess you'd made. you expected him to give you a little moments rest, a second to catch your breath and get your legs to stop shaking but no, he had other ideas. he crowded you almost instantly, mouth hot against your throat as he nudged your head back, his body slotting nicely between your legs.

you drew in a sharp breath when he nipped at your jaw, one that slipped into a whimper when he rolled his hips forward. the tip of his cock nudged your swollen clit, made your head spin and your pussy flutter and you had to grip at his bicep to ground yourself when he repeated the motion. instead of finding bare skin however, your fingers slid over the captains arm band he was still wearing, the only thing he was wearing, and you let out another pathetic noise when his muscles flexed beneath it.

"y'know i never thought someone would get so turned on by a scrap of material." jude mumbled against the skin of your neck, his tongue soothing over the mark his teeth had made. he was smirking, a cocky expression that should have annoyed you but only made you hotter. he rocked against you again.

"s'not just the material."

"no?" when you shook your head he grinned a little more, stroked one hand over the side of your face as he nuzzled his nose into your other cheek. he kissed the corner of your mouth. "y'like it when i boss everyone around?" you didn't answer but he didn't need you to, he already knew the answer.

you'd told him countless times you thought it was hot when he was captain. you liked the way his bicep bulged beneath the band, the way it stretched over his skin when he moved. you liked seeing him take control, seeing his demands grow a little gruffer with authority and there was no denying that you'd leave the match hot and flustered, thoughts running wild. jude was shocked the two of you hadn't brought the armband into the bedroom before now given how vocal you'd been about it.

"like it when i boss you around? when i tell you you're my good girl for doing what i say?" you gave a little half nod and jude's smirk only got a little deeper, a little dirtier. he kissed you once on the mouth before sitting back on his knees, fingers working the armband off.

"what're you-"

"turn around." the command in his voice had your tummy tightening in excitement and you were quick to do as you were told, turning onto your knees. jude was behind you instantly, one hand on your hips to pull you against him, back arched and ass up just the way he liked. propped up on your forearms you tilted your head to look at him, giggling when he leant in to press kisses over the side of your face.

"y'trust me?"

"course i do."

"yeah?" you nodded and he left one last kiss to your lips before settling back behind you, one hand coming down to smack playfully against your ass. you jolted forward at the impact and then wiggled against him, an invitation for him to finally press his cock into you. he didn't. "put your hands behind your back."

it took you second to realise what he was asking, a fire burning low inside of you, a fresh wave of wetness slicking between your thighs. jude was pressed against you, his hips rocking forward to tease your clit with the blunt head of his cock, not yet filling you up. when you didn't move he swatted at your ass again.

"hands." both hands went behind your back, settled together in the centre where you were arched and you shifted to press your cheek comfortably into the mattress. "look so pretty, baby." you couldn't see him but you knew he was grinning. his fingers were warm when they pressed against your wrists, holding your hands together to slide the captains armband over them, effectively pinning them to each other. an unsteady breath blew past your lips at the restricted feeling.

"this is okay, right?" jude was gripping the material in his own hand, most definitely stretching it out, but it was a way to make sure you didn't move. you gave a nod, heart thumping at the softness of his tone and the fact he still made sure to check in. you pressed back against him, whimpering when his cock slid over your pussy.

"yeah, s'okay, but-need you to fuck me, jude."

"always so desperate for it.” it was a breathless quip, muttered so low you almost missed it but then he was pressing to tip of his cock against your hole and you couldn't find it in you to argue. with one hand gripping the armband, and in turn your hands, his other held your ass, fingers kneading over the soft skin as he pushed himself in, slow to make sure you felt all of him. he bottomed out within moments, hips flush to your ass, a low moan trickling past his lips. “shit, that’s good, baby.”

“uh huh.” you nodded, cheek brushing over the cotton sheets, hips wiggling because you needed him to move, needed him to fuck you like he’d been promising all night. jude seemed to get the hint because he pressed your wrists a little harder against your back before drawing his hips back until only the tip was nestled inside your pussy.

he grunted at the sight of your walls sucking him back in, the wetness that had wrapped around him, that was already gathering at the base of his cock, dripping over his balls. in one harsh thrust he’d filled you up again, fingers sinking into the soft skin on your ass as he found a rhythm that had both of you shuddering. he was so deep at this angle, hitting spots that had you almost going dizzy, the air in your lungs almost non existent.

he was practically fucking you down into the mattress, your cheek smushed against the fabric, his cock filling you up so perfectly. not being able to touch him was making you even more whiney, your nails sinking into your palms since you had nothing else to grip on to. he squeezed a little harder at your ass, smacked it just enough to have you muffling a broken cry. you were so tight and wet around him jude couldn’t think, his cock pounding into you at a brutal pace, the sound of your pussy and his thighs against the back of yours drowned out by your constant moans.

“taking it so good, pretty girl, doin’ so well.” you could only whine his name in response, almost too far gone to form any proper sentences and jude grinned, fucked you a little harder. “y’gonna cum for me?” he gripped the arm band a little tighter, used it for leverage as he leaned a little further over you.

“yeah, yeah, s’good, right there, please, jude. m’gonna cum.”

his pace was growing sloppy, his orgasm creeping up on him, yours bubbling just at the edge and all it took was a few quick swipes of his fingers over your clit and you were toppling over the edge. your pussy gushed around him, squeezed him so tight he almost went dizzy. you were moaning uncontrollably beneath him, soft cries of his name, the occasional curse as you begged him not to stop. he fucked you through it, deep steady thrusts, his cock stretching you open as your thighs shook. he was sure if you’d been resting on your arms still they would have collapsed.

jude kept his fingers on your clit, even as you shook your head and your pussy spasmed, the last waves of your orgasm making you whimper each time the tip of his cock nudged deep inside of you. he kept you pressed into the bed with his other hand on your wrists and picked up his pace, fucked you so hard you were jolted up the bed as he chased his own orgasm.

“fuck, that’s it, baby. gonna cum and you’re gonna take it for me, yeah? be my good girl and take it.” he saw you nod, heard you mumble something but it was lost in the roar of blood rushing in his ears as he came, his hips pressing tight to your ass. somewhere in his head he knew he was making more noise than usual, whimpers and moans catching in his throat as his cock pulsed. he filled you up, fucked his cum a little deeper into you to ride out his high before he was pulling out and you whined at the empty feeling, almost wanted to ask him to press back in.

jude watched for a moment, gaze trained on your pussy, swollen and wet, dripping with his cum and then he realised your hands were still pinned behind your back. he mumbled a soft apology, pressed a kiss to the bottom of your spine as he pulled the arm band from around your wrists. within a second you’d shifted on to your back and he collapsed beside you, both of you sweaty and warn out.

“you’re okay?”

“mhm, good, i’m good. that was good.” you couldn’t seem to say anything else and jude laughed, a soft sound as he turned his head and kissed the curve of your shoulder. he knew you needed to get cleaned up, the sheets were probably a mess and his cum was probably dripping on to the cotton but he made no effort to get up. he dangled the white arm band just above your face.

“we’re keeping this.”

“for?”

“to do that again. maybe i can tie you to the headboard with it.”

“we could just get actual handcuffs.” you turned to lock eyes with him and smiled when he kissed your nose. “but i want you to wear it again.”

“while i fuck you?”

“or just around the house.” jude’s nose scrunched on a laugh, his head shaking just a little.

“you’re a freak.” something sparked in his eyes, mischief that made your tummy dip as he watched your mouth. he was silent for a few seconds as though contemplating something. “maybe i could gag you with it next time.”

#jude bellingham #jude bellingham one shot #jude bellingham blurb #jude bellingham imagine #jude bellingham fluff #jude bellingham fic #jude bellingham smut #jude bellingham x reader

[cuethediscoandthedrinks]

tonowari x pussy eating hcs ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡☾ ﾟ｡⋆

i canon tonowari eats puss like a lil babyboy, ngl 🤭

• he's pretty well-acquainted with being wet, so when I say that tonowari is most definitely eating you good and messy, I mean it.

• I believe that tonowari is likely a switch!sub through and through, too. he'll 'dom', but only from a place of trying his hardest to please his sweetheart

• therefore he lovesssss when you ask him questions mid-oral. anything about how much he likes it or if he's finally satisfied just makes his baby blue cock all the harder; call him babyboy while you ask too, and he'll get all leaky for you

• tonowari will wholeheartedly answer too. he's a very earnest lover I think, so in between deep suckles and tongue laps at your exposed pussy, he'll let out some "..hmhh...mhmm, tastess-mmph...tastes good um'ma..",

• "..unhh..so soft..sticky...m-more, please baby..", and even some "yes, um'ma, love how you taste mhmhph..so.. uhmhmph..so sweet..."

• he'll take virtually everything you say as a question too. anything rhetorical goes over this sweet babyboy's head, being too entranced by your writhing form and slick, shiny juices dripping down his chin to comprehend nuance

• 100% smushes his face in between your legs, taking big long inhales of your open pussy, contentedly sighing at the scent; it only spurs him on, then smearing your wetness all across his cheeks and eager tongue

• he'll moan in higher pitches too - little "unh..unh..um'ma, tastes so sweet.."s and "..hmhmhhmm..uhhnnnhn..yes, please..more, more..more"s being the most comprehensible he gets

• additionally, the concept of being too keen or 'cringey' doesn't exist in the na'vi clans, so when he likes it, he'll let you know. he'll loudly slobber and slurp at your aching cunt with little embarrassment; if he wants to eat you out, that's what this big boy's gonna do

• whines at everything; everything, everything. and it's a little voice-hitch whine too - high pitched, desperate, shy, but also needy. he loves to love you, and he can't help the physical response that doing so incites

• I think he's definitely one of those guys to have extra big balls too, so you can bet that once he's on his knees, tongue thrusting deep inside your clenched pussy, he'll squeeze his thick, squishy thighs extra hard just for the extra stimulation; his soft sack tightening from the pressure, and his tail batting thickly against the sandy beach below him in pleasure at the sensation

• tonowari also gets lost in it, too. unlike jake or quaritch who love to watch, big bright eyes taking in your body's movements, tonowari just gets too damn desperate. he'll nuzzle up close to the warmth of your pussy

• he'll keen his head to the side, almost resting his braided-haired head on your thigh like a soft pillow as he eats you out. smearing his mouth all over your puffy lips, and pinkish bud; similar to a baby suckling on it's mother's breast

• his eyes'll flutter closed, and he'll almost go slack at the sheer eroticism of it all; in between little whines, the softest, most intimate moans will escape his partially-open blue lips for you

• softly, his short but wide pink tongue'll lay eager yet delicate laps to your throbbing pussy; his lips leaving soft open-mouthed tongue kisses to your clit. tonowari won't hesitate to be sloppy, lazy and languid too

• sucking at your swollen outer lips, or overtly mushing the entire length of his face up and down your mound, in an attempt to spread your slicked essence all over his face; from his forehead, to his nose, to his lips, down to the tip of his patterned blue chin

• and once you cum? tonowari'll eye-smile. a lazy satiated grin splaying across his pretty, handsome features. his high cheekbones tilting up, eyes crinkling, cheeks spread wide as he gives a big puppydog smile at your clenching pussy

• he'll of course open his mouth all the wider, laying his coarser tongue flat for you to rock up against as you ride out your orgasm all over his eager lips and mouth.

• he may even give tiny pressured kitten-licks to your pussy opening or clit once you've cum, just to coax any excess arousal from you; giving small innocent chuckles at the wet, sticky lewd mess he got his sweetheart into.

hope u enjoyed <3

#so #*੭*ˊᵕˋ੭.* #um'ma is my new mommy for tonowari #experience it. #🤭 #tonowari smut #tonowari x reader #tonowari headcanons #jake sully x you #jake sully headcanons #jake sully smut #jake sully x reader #jake sully #miles quaritch x afab reader #colonel miles quaritch #avatar miles quaritch #miles quaritch x reader #miles quaritch smut #miles quaritch #colonel quaritch smut #colonel quaritch #avatar recom quaritch #recom quaritch #avatar smut #avatar x reader #na'vi x reader #na'vi smut

[lthuskyhoratio]

With their relationship established, Death and Puss always find some time to spend together.

One night, Death and Puss meet in the forest, they walk to the nearby river and then lie down next to each other.

Puss stares at the night sky full of stars before turning his head to the big wolf next to him: “Lobo, thank you for spending some time with me."

Death turns his head to Puss with a little bit confused on his face: "What happened Gato? You are oddly sentimental today."

Puss stands up and climbs on top of the wolf's chest and sits down facing him then start kneading on his chest: "I don't know, I just feel so much....love? I think everything is so dreamy right now."

Death smirked and raised his eyebrow: "I am not opposing, you are so cute like this."

Suddenly, Death notices the animals around the river are all in pairs and snuggling with each other.

Death holds Puss in his arm and sits up, the happy expression on his face suddenly gone and he let out an annoyed growl.

Puss notices his emotion change, still rubbing Death's chest with his face, and asked: "What's the matter?"

Death did not respond and stares at the river, a boat comes out of nowhere, and a fox sits in it and starts playing a string instrument.

Death mutters under his breath: "love..."

Puss looks up at him and replies with a soft voice: "Yes? mi amor?"

Death grabs Puss's head and gently turns his face toward the river, "Not you gato, him, the god of love, that's the reason you are feeling so dreamy today."

Puss goes:" oh....."

As the boat stops on the shore, the fox put down his instrument and then steps out of the boat, "Hello there, Death."

Death holds Puss more defensively and squints at Love, "What are you doing here?"

Puss cuts in: "Love doesn't like you?"

Death replies: "We don't go together, ever heard the phrase till death do us apart."

Love speaks up: "Ever heard of Love transcends death? I was never against you, I am just a little upset when love got torn apart, although I am here for something else."

Death puts Puss down and puts his paw on the sickle, asking suspiciously: "And that is?"

Love just stares at them with a smile, Puss feeling the tension also puts his paw on his rapier.

Love just bursts out a laugh: "oh, it's so fun to mess with you two, relax, I am just here to give my blessing." He then pulls a velvet box out of thin air then extends his hands, "Here, for you two."

Puss with confusion on his face looks up to Death, the wolf gives him a nod, Puss slowly approaches Love and grabs the box, when he opens it he saw two metal rings inside, one big, one small, both are made out of unknown material, and glow in the night.

"Come on, put it on." Love urges them.

Death and Puss look at each other, they grab the rings and put them on for each other. Love walks on them and speaks fast: "With my power and my duty I grant these two with the bless I give, no harm shall be done and no grief shall be land upon." with that Love just disappears into a mist.

Death just realizes what Love has done, and curses: "For fuck sake, you lil shit."

Puss not knowing what's happening asks: "What happen lobo? What did he do?"

Death sigh: "He blesses us with eternal love."

Puss shocked: "What do you mean by eternal, I can't die now?"

Death pat his head: "No, it means no matter how many next life you go to, I am bound to find you and fall in love with you."

Puss grabs the wolf's paw: "If you don't like it, we can find a way to break it."

Death shakes his head: "No, Gato, I love it and I thank him for that, I am just now sure if you would want that."

Puss grabs Death's finger with his paw, and their ring clung together, "Lobo, I would love to spend eternity with you."

Death picks Puss up and they kiss gently.

#death in boots #death x puss #deathpuss #puss x death #pussdeath #puss in boots #puss in boots last wish #deathxpuss #pussxdeath #love is all you need #fluff

[drawbauchery]

mayro and loogi movie 2023 let’s-a arrive

MOTHERFUCKIN UUHHHHH

MARIO BROS MOVIE THOUGHTS

it’s long, i talk about luigi a lot. and there are spoilers 

THE NOT GREAT STUFF

not enough luigi

where was luigi in the whole like second act where WAS he

idk missed opportunity for some development while he was captured. he could’ve interacted more with the other prisoners. or kamek & bowser. i feel like kamek taunting him about how bowser’s gonna kill the hell out of mario or something would’ve raised the emotional stakes a bit, like instead of sitting there waiting to be rescued luigi could be wanting to rescue mario himself 

he kinda just didn’t have any lines after getting captured, too....gimme something, movie.......he talked back to spike so easily, a little bit of defiance at some point would’ve been neat ;-; 

i saw one brilliant take that was like, bowser should’ve kept luigi around and “consulted” him about who mario is, and they’d both get just the teensiest more development that way, with both airing out their own insecurities. bowser thinking (knowing) he’s not good enough for peach and luigi wanting to be more like the brother he’s always counting on

luigi making clear he wants to be brave for once->more impact when he shields mario at the end

i was hoping for a prison break i’m gonna be real

and don’t get me wrong i LOVE kidnapping stories but i HATE it when the kidnapped isn’t allowed to do anything. wish they’d given luigi more flexibility to at least TRY something instead of essentially throwing him aside, y’know?

idk man just more luigi. 

also, pacing not good. pacing iffy. maybe bad

coming off the heels of the perfect pacing and flawless balancing of an ensemble that was puss in boots, i think moving some stuff around could’ve made room for my boy. they coulda done it.

specifically, the pacing was WAY too fast. i love when movies let emotions really sink in. luigi’s little flashback scene was really nice, more stuff like that pls

did peach ever even tell mario her name i forgot

NOT the bowser musical number i DREAMT of. hilarious af but i wanted A SONG. A BANGER. A 90′s DISNEY VILLAIN BOP

not a fan of the played out peach/bowser forced marriage stuff but it’s mario what are you gonna do

no luigi power-ups what’s up with that

the freaking illumination dog design threw me off so badly i was almost brought out of the mario immersion. i was thinking nothing could be bad enough to make me not excited to be sitting in that theater and then the fucking dog showed up. straight out of secret life of pets. it also should’ve been a scarier big dog. (his nod of approval at the end was good though 100/10)

and look mario’s a cutie pie, a sweetheart, wanna squish his lil cheeks, i loved him being ABSOLUTELY terrified of bowser when they met because who the fuck wouldn’t be, but in the end luigi is still so much more interesting to me 8′D

NO BOWSER JR. CAMEO?????

why the FUCK didn’t bowser and luigi kiss

THE GREAT STUFF

luigi

luigi’s voice

luigi’s pathetic little meeps and yelps and being so squishable

luigi & mario

mario & luigi

THEY WERE SO GODDAMN SWEET AND CUTE AND GOOD

mario tearing through the alleys like a beast and just. instinctively opening gates and leaving pathways for luigi. not in a “hurry up and pull your weight” kind of way, but like. a doting, considerate way that showed he just wanted to make things easier for his brother. i was crying screaming they were just so soft

i did NOT expect to see their family. that’s the kind of grounding, humanizing scene i was hoping for

luigi trying to eat. let him eat

mario playing kid icarus. he’s besties with pit in subspace. pit/mario friendship real

the luma

luigi doing a mic drop with his phone and just going O-O when it breaks

all the poses. all the music cues. all the mario kart. i’m a relatively new fan of mario ok i didn’t grow up with any of the games besides luigi’s mansion--

KING BOO CAMEO BTW AAAAYYYY

--but even i was squealing at all the references. like, all the moves from the games are there. down to the way mario and luigi run. and all the power-ups, and the enemies, it’s ALL THERE

but especially that mario kart scene, that’s one game i play religiously so the part where they’re choosing what their karts look like TICKLED me gdfksld

DIDDY KONG DIDDY KONG DIDDY KONG

yo were mario and donkey kong kinda.....were they like.....*flips hand* y’know.....?

action scenes were all stellar. had no right to go that hard. 

blue shell being a relentless, vicious force of evil

peach power-ups

peach’s wedding dress

peach in general 

toad and his kart of choice

“lu”

“you can’t be scared all the time, luigi” “you’d be surprised”

“my dad thinks i’m a joke too” “well your dad is RIGHT”

a lot of people don’t want mario and peach to ever end up together, and as a rabid hater of zelda/link i COMPLETELY understand and could not be more sympathetic. but i do ship mario and peach so i personally really liked their little flirty moments 

luigi bringin mario some spaghetti 

nice little snippets of characters like bowser and dk having underlying problems. leaves lot open for sequels n spinoffs.........i’m sure that totally wasn’t their intention...........

me: “if mario doesn’t grab bowser by the tail, twirl him around and throw him, then i don’t wanna know about it”

movie: *has mario and luigi do this TOGETHER*

me: “a    h”

bringing the fight to brooklyn had me so excited and i don’t even know why

THE 80′S SONGS HELLO???

bowser’s castle looking like a rave like in the og games

nervous bowser

the 4 hour long sex scene between luigi and bowser was so tastefully done, i was impressed and moved 

memory bad but i WILL probably add MORE

#text #super mario bros movie #smb #mario #mario spoilers

[yolkcheeks]

Love to imagine if my personal games were actual play syndicated situations. Not as in the ordeal of technology, building a following, and the pressure of wanting to be as cool and good as professionally trained improv folks. But as in having other folks in the fandom to make art and theories and love on the shenanigans with me. Not even so much for my own characters as for my friends’ characters and the story overall. I want people making sad animatics of how we sunsetted Huck when his player switched to Mags after our one shot was brought back by popular demand. Heck, I can imagine folks being really hyped to go back to Sin Valley and then the drama of a new player and two new characters vs me keeping Relic & SIR HAIIES also sticking around. I got into the game from my gf telling me about her game so I kinda got to be her fandom and she’s been mine- I imagine that also being known more widely and people noticing we both made a Puss in Boots type character and someone making a 20 minute video essay chewing the walls comparing Relic (little clockwork automaton with a touch of Reepicheep Syndrome, attracted to glory but declines a plum job because it’s offered in a high pressure way and he is a kitty, they play a rack of wooden hand bells, remembers a sadder past than he may actually have but talks about it to nobody as what they believe happened includes believing it was his fault) to Simon (tiefling poetry bard whomst has a real life binder of poems to work from, technically what he philosophically is is far more complicated, the opposite of Just a Lil Guy) and finding connections I can’t see because I’m too close.

Now we are in a game together and I’m sticking it out because I love getting to play with her, tho I took a while to feel like I was in the game and I’m not as connected with it as I am with other gems I’ve played. Upside: I am playing a squishy himbo and fully am at peace with when he eventually is facing a tough situation and throws himself onto the grenade for the rest of the party. Like, I don’t have a backup character for that setting, but I think the one I have now should die. He should die in battle in a slightly dumb way ideally and his untimely loss will galvanize the party in a way that they don’t quite have yet.

I want people trying to chart how I went from Tondri “can I eat it?” Arcane trickster & reluctant heir, to Relic the calliope beanie baby, to Peat being made of rocks but so soft.

I am sure I have posted before about fantasy animatics for what was the finale of my first game. Shipper on deck for Tondri x our cleric, the bard battle, “I drugged you all!” Just… so much good shit. I wish I could share that.

#yolkcheeks talks #dnd #fandom of the fandom #the smallest of fandoms: you and your friends play with math rocks #matt world #neé sin valley #monster bbq #pirates of the dune sea #relic themechanicalcat #tondrala quartzheim #peat greywacke #they/he she/her and gneiss/boy respectively

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↳ Index [Chapter 05 - Feeling Shitty]

Genre: Smut, Angst, soft Fluff

Warnings: BDSM, subby masochist!Jungkook, dom!reader, waxing roleplay, latex gloves, a prostate massage, edging, a lil bit of degradation too, Jungkook is so whiney bruh, loving aftercare with the most heartbreaking conversations ever :(, yearning

Wordcount: 10.3k

a/n: I have no excuse, my puss is weeping but also my heart is aching lmao

He forgot about his sister. Jungkook realised that he forgot about his sister when he was in the middle of a meeting with three of his company’s web designers. He felt restless the rest of the meeting, eyeing the clock with his thumb between his teeth. He left once the meeting was over, running to the elevator and going straight up to his office.

“Hello Mister Jeon”, Ryujin was in the elevator with him, smiling at him with that sweet smile of hers.

“Hello Miss Shin”, he says, barely taking in her presence. All he can think about is his sister.

She steps closer and places her hands on his pecs. That calls his attention. He turns and looks down at her with confused eyes and his muscles tense.

“When can I see you again? I miss you”, she says, blinking at him with those big, adorable eyes of hers. She runs her fingernails over his pecs and nipples. It makes goosebumps rise on his skin.

He sighs and wraps his fingers around her dainty wrists.

“Not today, alright?” he says, trying to keep his voice soft for her, “I’m really busy today.”

She pouts and draws closer.

“But I’m so needy for you, Mister Jeon.”

He swallows.

“I’ve been wet the entire day because I can’t stop thinking about you”, she coos.

He felt his cock twitch in his slacks at her words.

“Miss Shin behave”, he warns, making her giggle and rest her forehead against his pecs.

“I’m sorry, I’m so silly. I don’t talk like this normally”, she confesses and giggles again.

He loves the way she is acting right now. If he wasn’t so preoccupied with his sister, he would have already taken her in the elevator, preferably bouncing her on his cock until she sobs into his shoulder. But he has important issues to take care of.

“You need to be careful Ryujin”, he says and pets her hair, “we don’t want other people to hear you talk like this, do we?”

She raises her head and grins at him with a lovedrunk expression.

“I wouldn’t mind.”

“Well, I do”, he says and caresses her cheek once before he breaks away, “now if you’ll excuse me I have to call my sister.”

“Okay?” she blinks in confusion.

He steps out of the elevator and fixes his tie.

“Mister Jeon?”

He looks at her over his shoulder. She is fumbling with her hair nervously.

“When are we seeing each other again?”

“Friday. I’m in my office till eight.”

“Okay”, she starts glowing in excitement, “I will be there”, she squeaks and bounces on the spot, which makes her perfect tits bounce with her.

He takes a quick look at them, licking his lips, and then he turns away from her and hurries down the corridor to his office.

He closes the door and locks it, running to his desk afterwards.

“Fuck.”

The phone is taunting him. He tried reaching for it a few times, but always pulled back at the last moment.

How should he even start such a conversation?

Hey noona, how are you doing?

Hey noona, I arrived at home safely?

Hey noona, it’s me your loser of a younger brother?

Hey noona, I’m so fucking sorry?

“Fuck”, he chokes out and falls down in his chair, head hitting the backrest.

His fingers close around the glass of whiskey and lead it to his lips. He takes a sip – or maybe more – and sets it back down. He sighs and closes his eyes.

Why did he have to forget about her? Why is he such an asshole? He gave her one promise and even for that he was too big of a fucking pathetic loser to keep.

He opens his eyes and sighs again.

“I have to”, he whispers, straightening up and reaching for his phone.

He dials his sister’s number from his memory and presses the phone to his ear. She doesn’t pick up at first and he is already so excited that he doesn’t have to talk to her, but then she picks up at the last ring.

“Hello?” she sounds stressed.

“Hey noona, it’s me Jungkook”, he says and forces happiness to his voice.

Silence then an exhausted sigh.

“What do you want?” she asks coldly.

He clenches his hand to a fist and swallows down the lump in his throat. She is mad at him.

“I just wanted to check up on you. How are you doing?”

Silence.

“Noona?”

“I have no energy for you today Jungkook”, she says and the anger was obvious in her voice.

 “I’m so sorry noona. I should have called sooner.”

“It would have already been enough for me if you sent me a text. Just a dot or one letter would have been enough for me.”

“I know, please believe me noona I, I forgot.”

She sighs. He can listen to her sitting down somewhere. Then another sigh and a quiet sniffle.

“You know I worry for you Kook. You are my little brother and I will always be there for you, but fuck”, she exhales shakily, “I can’t help you if you keep lying to me or ghosting me for that matter.”

He presses his eyes closed and feels the hot tears run down his cheeks.

“I’m sorry noona”, he chokes out shakily.

“It’s alright”, she assures him.

He knows that she was lying. He knows that she hated him and that she was disappointed in him. At least that is what his brain was telling him.

And so he clutches his phone tighter and bites down on his lower lip to stop it from trembling. He can hear crying in the background of his sister. High-pitched and painful. It must be one of his nieces.

“Fuck”, he hears his sister say.

“What’s wrong?” he asks.

“Jiwon fell sick last night. She’s been throwing up everything we gave her and won’t stop crying. I’ve been crying for like an hour already to be honest”, she says with her voice shaky in her attempt at holding her tears back.

Jungkook gnaws on his lower lip. He is so fucking selfish. His sister has so much going on already. She has a life to live and children to take care of and he wanted to selfishly seek refuge in her.

“I’m sorry. Can I do something to help?” he asks, rubbing at his eyes to stop the tears from streaming down his cheeks.

“No, uhm no”, a pause as she hurries through the apartment, “honey? What’s wrong? Why is she crying?”

He knows that she is talking to Yoongi.

“I don’t know. She was sleeping in my arms and then she woke up and started crying”, Yoongi answers her with his voice carrying distress.

Jungkook listens to them talk about their crying daughter until Jiwoo turns her attention back to the phone.

“I’m sorry Kook, Jiwon just woke up”, she says, “what do you want to talk about?”

“Nothing, it’s alright.”

“Kookie, come on.”

“No, I’m sorry. You have enough going on, you are right”, he says.

“Jungkook don’t-“

He hangs up before she can finish her sentence, pressing his phone to his chest and sobbing quietly.

“I’m so fucking selfish”, he presses out and sobs louder.

His sister is so perfect. She is always nice and sweet even if she is angry. She is always so hardworking and ready to sacrifice herself for others even when she is stressed. She is always so good to him even when he is such an asshole to her. She doesn’t deserve to be burdened with his selfish, stupid worries. Not when she already has enough going on in her own life.

His phone vibrates.

A text from his sister.

-          Jiwoo Noona: You’re not a burden Kook. I love you, you know? Today is just terrible timing, but I’ll call you tomorrow I promise.  

He smiles but cries at the same time. He types his answer.

-          Jungkook: I love you too

-          Jungkook: Please tell me if I can do something for Jiwon

She doesn’t answer him anymore afterwards, not going online for the rest of the day. And Jungkook doesn’t blame her. She has enough going on, she doesn’t have to take care of her loser of a younger brother on top of that.

Miss Boss raises her head.

“Oh Bunny? You are here?” she asks and checks the schedule for a second, “tonight’s not Wednesday you do know that?”

He nods his head.

“So what are you doing here? You know that spontaneous sessions cost double?”

“I do and I’m going to pay. Don’t worry”, he says, handing her his black credit card.

“Alright then”, she smiles and accepts it.

“How many hours can I have?”

“Depends on the girl you want.”

“Is Lucky free?” he asks.

“Wait.”

Miss Boss looks back at the schedule. He studies the club goers in the meantime. All of them are drugged up or drunk, bending their bodies into weird shapes as they move to the beat of the music.

“She is.”

Jungkook looks back at her.

“Can I go to her?”

“She is currently with a customer, but she is free in an hour. I could call her then and ask her if she has time for you.”

“An hour?”

“Sweetie is free now if you don’t want to wait.”

“No I’ll wait”, he says and pushes himself off the counter, “please call her and tell her I want her for the rest of her shift.”

She studies him for a moment with her brows knitted.

“I will pay. Go on slide the card”, he says, slightly annoyed at her resistance.

She gives in with a shrug of her shoulders and goes to slide his credit card. The machine peeps and just like that Jungkook lost three thousand bucks. But he doesn’t regret it one bit. Miss Boss hands him back his card.

“You go and have fun in the meantime”, she leans closer to him and smiles, “I heard the Margaritas here are to die for.”

He gives her an awkward smile.

“Thank you, I’ll try them.”

Jungkook doesn’t try them. He doesn’t like Margaritas. Instead he tries a whiskey and then later two shots of vodka. They all taste disgusting to him, but make the shaking of his hands a little less. He sat at the bar the entire time, watching the people dance. At one point a girl came up to him and began grinding on him. He allowed her, holding her hips and pretending to be into what she was doing. She ran off giggling once he made her believe that she made him cum, now talking to her friends about the cute stranger she just grinded on.

He watches them for a moment, looking away a moment later.

“Idiots”, he says under his breath and orders another glass of whiskey.

He didn’t come here to grind with whatever stranger presents themselves to him. He came here to see Lucky, because he knows that she will make him feel a little better. He has been feeling better ever since he started coming here. At least in the nights he sees Lucky he feels better. Especially now that he spent way goo many Wednesdays in her arms, falling asleep to muffled house music and the smell of her warm body. He felt really good on those nights and although he woke up in a lonely bed and with Jerry, the security guard, telling him to leave for the day he always left with a smile on his lips. He hadn’t left for work with a smile on his lips for months and now there is always this one day in his week where he does.

Sometimes it scares him, but most of the time it just makes him drink less that day and fall asleep a little easier.

He hopes that he can find refuge tonight as well. He can’t stop thinking about his sister. She sounded so disappointed in him on the phone. He is sure that he ruined their relationship and he wouldn’t even blame her if she never wants to see him again.

Someone taps his shoulder then.

Jerry, the security guard.

“Miss Boss tells me that Lucky is waiting for you.”

“Yeah?” Jungkook jumps off the barstool, “finally.”

He hurries to the lockers and gets ready, leaving for the red door after giving Miss Boss one last wave of his hand.

The door closes behind him.

“Lucky?”

“Wait!” you call out.

What is he doing here already? You weren’t ready for him to see you yet. You haven’t finished cleaning. Too late, he is already in the bathroom, looking at you.

“Hey.”

“Get out, what the hell?” you gasp.

“Oh uhm?” he turns around, “sorry I didn’t know you were naked.”

“Yeah naked and covered in cum”, you scoff, “get out Bunny.”

“Sorry”, he stutters and stumbles out of the bathroom.

He closes the door behind him. You scoff and turn back to the shower, continuing your cleaning. Honest speaking you were kind of hoping to leave after the customer before Bunny. He ruined you. Your ass is hurting from getting it railed by his way too big cock and your head pounds from hitting it on the headboard way too many times because of his rough handling. You were hoping to just go home and fall asleep on your side and an ice pack strapped to your ass. You like having Bunny as your customer, you really do, but fuck tonight you just wanted to go home. And now he even saw you all naked and destroyed from your earlier customer. He was not supposed to see you like that because it ruins the impression that he is the only man you fucked tonight.

You were lucky that he only saw the back of you because you were not wearing a mask before now. You close your rope and straighten your back. You strap the mask to your face and look at yourself in the mirror. You just hope that he hasn’t seen your face because that would be devastating.

Then you turn and leave the bathroom.

He is waiting for you on the bed, having stared at the ceiling before he heard the door open and turned to look at you.

“Hey”, he greets you and waves.

“Hello”, you say.

“How are you doing?”

“I’m alright I guess. You?”

“I’m alright too”, a pause then, “hey uhm I didn’t mean to run in on you before. Sorry.”

“It’s fine. You didn’t see my face did you?”

He shakes his head.

“Alright good.”

He lifts himself off the mattress with the help of his hands and turns on the bed with his legs crossed. Then he plops down and looks at you with his head tilted to the side.

“Come here”, he says, patting his lap.

You hesitate for a moment but give in because he was a customer after all and what he said counts. You sit down on his lap, feeling weird doing so. Not because you don’t like it but because it is so foreign to you. No other customer ever wanted to have you sit in his lap as if you were a couple cuddling and talking about their day.

He runs his hands up and down your back, gazing at you through the small holes of his mask.

“You are so beautiful tonight”, he whispers.

“Thank you?”

He nudges your nose with his own and lets his hand disappear under your rope to caress your naked ass and legs.

“How are you doing?” he asks in a soft voice.

“I…I’m doing good?”

“Are you really? Did the man before me treat you right?”

You clear your throat and look to the side. What has gotten into him? Why does this feel so weirdly domestic?

“Mhm?” he stresses and caresses your sides.

You sigh and shiver in his touch.

“Honest speaking”, you begin, “I feel like shit cause of him.”

His touch falters before it turns even softer than before. Almost as if he wanted to soothe your aches and make you feel better.

“Did he hurt you?”

“Yeah, my ass hurts and my head hurts too.”

He exhales shakily and places his hand on the back of your head to make you lean into him. You rest your chin on top of his shoulder and try not to close your eyes at the way he runs his fingers over your scalp.

“Can I do something to make it better?” he asks and fuck it makes you melt in his arms like a stick of butter in the sun.

You shake your head because speaking would be impossible right now.

“At least let me try”, he whispers, “please I want to help.”

He cups your cheek and tilts your head up. He runs his thumb over your cheekbone and although you can’t feel it because of the mask separating you from his touch, it still makes you shiver.

"Please?" 

"What, what do you have in mind?" you stutter, eyes glued to the sparkling brown behind his mask.

“Use me to feel better”, he breathes.

“What?”

“Use me. Drain my body until you feel better.”

“Are you serious?”

He nods his head.

“I’m ready.”

“Uhm”, you clear your throat, “d-do you know the rules?”

“I consent to this. Green, yellow, red. Snap my fingers three times or hum Happy Birthday. Also do not touch your ass tonight.”

You laugh at the last part, twisting his shirt between your fingers.

“Fucking hell Bunny, you are literally going to turn me mad.”

“In a good way?”

“Maybe yeah.”

He touches your lower back and presses you closer. You can feel his crotch rub against your core. He hasn’t hardened yet, but shivers at the feeling.

“So what do you want to do? You didn’t send me a list of requests.”

“I know, I just wanted you so much that I couldn’t wait till tomorrow.”

You laugh to cover up the fluttering of your heart. He is just a customer, another needy man, his words shouldn’t affect you.

“This still doesn’t let me know what you want to do.”

“Well what do you want you to do?”

You falter at his question, studying his hidden face with your brows furrowed. Why would a customer, someone who pays you to have sex with him, ask you what you wanted?

“Uhm…”

He confuses you so much lately.

“I don’t know? Honestly? I was kinda hoping not to do anything after the guy before.”

“That bad?”

You nod your head.

“Wanna take revenge?”

You falter again, feeling a coil turn in your stomach.

“Revenge?”

He nods his head.

“How?”

“How kinky can I be?”

You snort.

“You’re the one paying. Be kinky Bunny, I don’t care.”

“Fine”, he draws you closer and massages your waist, “wax my asshole and finger me until I’m squirming.”

“Well damn Bunny. I did not expect that.”

“Yeah”, he laughs breathlessly, “I stumbled down a rabbit hole last night. I came across porn like that and jerked off so hard to it.”

“Bunny stumbled down a rabbit hole”, you laugh, running your fingers through his dark hair, “kinda ironic, don’t you think?”

He laughs and lets you tilt his head back.

“So? Is this something that’s on your list?” he asks.

“With or without the gloves?”

“With.”

“It’s on my list, yeah.”

“Then I want this tonight and make it hurt a lot.”

You shiver and twist his hair.

“Come with me, I know a better room.”

It is the room two doors down the hallway. It houses an accurate reconstruction of a doctor’s office with thoroughly cleaned equipment and props and a white doctor’s table in one corner of the room. If one ignores the impressive collection of sextoys it houses as well, one could actually believe that they were merely visiting a doctor.

“Fucking hell”, Bunny says, looking around the room.

“It’s kinda neat isn’t it? It’s where I take care of all the freaks, who are into medical play”, you explain.

“I can see it.”

You give him a quick look over your shoulder. You just know what he is going to request next week.

“Either way, go on, get ready. I’ll get the props.”

He is already on the table when you come back, completely naked and with his legs spread wide open. He shifts at the sound of your steps, grasping the edge of the table but doesn’t look up. 

“Roleplay or not?”

“Roleplay.”

“Fine”, you pause for dramatic effect, “are you ready for your waxing session Mister Bunny?” you say with your voice slightly changed so you would sound more like the role you put yourself in.

“Yes, I’m ready”, he says, voice shaking in excitement.

“Yes? Are you going to be one of those nasty fuckers, who gets all hard and needy from the pain?”

He rolls his hips on the table and mewls.

“You get those a lot?”

“Oh trust me Mister Bunny, you would be surprised”, you set down the waxing supplies on the metal table beside his legs.

He turns his head to look at you.

“Yeah I’m one of those nasty fuckers”, he chokes out, “so punish me.”

You smirk under your mask and pull the latex gloves onto your hands. He watches you with his chest heaving up and down quickly. You picked out the blue ones, they go perfectly with your coat and silver mask. They slap against your skin, the sound of it echoing through the room and mixing with the excited gasp he lets out.

“Raise your legs for me”, you order.

Bunny pulls his legs to his chest and clasps them tightly. You grab his hips and pull them to the edge of the table, running your fingers up and down his balls and ass afterwards.

“Someone really wants it to hurt, doesn’t he?” you taunt.

“Am I disgusting?”

You falter. Is this going to be another Hell situation?

“Am I disgusting?” he stresses.

“Yes Mister Bunny. You are fucking disgusting.”

He shivers, cock twitching between his legs.

“Fuck, so disgusting”, he repeats and pulls his legs closer to his chest.

“Exactly. You are nothing but a disgusting man”, you say, squeezing his balls.

He moans and shivers.

“Then c-clean me up.”

“Gladly.”

You abandon his surprisingly tight balls and turn to get some wax. You mix it a few times.

“I checked the temperature, but let me know immediately if it is still too hot for you”, you say.

“Yeah, yeah it’s good. Just do it”, he stresses, nodding his head.

“Careful with your tone”, you warn, making him mewl and nod his head.

He spreads his legs further and tightens his fingers on his shins.

“Take your time”, he says, making you smile.

“That’s better.”

You pick up a good amount of wax and then press the wooden spatula against his balls. He hisses and twitches.

“Too hot?”

“No it’s good.”

You continue spreading it, watching his cock twitch with every new inch you cover in the warm wax. Once you spread it enough you reach for a cotton cloth, pressing it on the wax and smoothing it over.

He is panting the entire time, balls tightening under your fingers.

“Alright”, you grab the corner, “take a deep breath.”

“Just do it”, he chokes out.

“Fine. One, two, three.”

Rip.

He moans and arches off the table. His skin reddens in an instant, veins pulsating on his cock.

“That was fucking painful”, he groans, relaxing back on the table.

“Colour?”

“Green. Fucking green.”

You grin. He is such a masochist. Men like him are the best. They are so adorable when they are all squirmy and breathless from pain.

You put new wax on his balls and smooth a cotton cloth over it. This time he is holding his breath, waiting for the burn patiently.

“One, two and – “

Rip!

“- three.”

He groans and writhes.

“I apologize, it seems I have mistimed my counting”, you taunt.

He huffs out air, shivering as you spread new wax on his sensitive balls. Every touch feels like fire on his skin and it is not because of the warm wax. This has gotten him so sensitive. He expected anything, but not for it to hurt that much. It is exhilarating.

Cotton cloth on and fingernails playing with the corner. You rip it off without warning, hearing the pathetic moan he lets out and watching the way his feet wiggle in the air.

“I know it hurts. I can’t help it Mister Bunny, it’s because you are so disgusting”, you spit and throw the soiled rag on the metal table, “I wouldn’t have to hurt you that much if only you cleaned up before coming here.”

“Are you disappointed in me?”

“Yes Mister Bunny, very.”

“Fuck”, he whispers and groans, “fuck.”

One last time you spread the wax on his balls. You think it looks incredible against his reddened skin. Dark blue against glowing red. There is just something about this aesthetic which makes your mouth water. You secure the cotton rag on top of the wax and stroke over it three times. His cock twitches with every stroke.

“Last time. Ready?”

“Yeah.”

You make him believe that you are going to tug it away. He squeaks and groans in frustration when you hold back a second later. You chuckle, smoothing over it again just to taunt him. He just wanted to raise his head to see what you were doing when you finally ripped it off, sending such a jolt of pain through his balls he almost breaks his teeth from clenching them so tightly.

“Okay fuck”, he sobs, “that one hit different.”

“Colour?”

“Green.”

“Very well”, you place the soiled rag down on the table, stirring through the wax, “your pathetic balls are finally all cleaned up Mister Bunny. I’ll be moving on to your asshole now.”

“Yes okay”, he nods his head.

“Be useful and hold yourself open for me”, you order.

His fingers leave his shins in an instant, digging themselves into his ass cheeks to spread them apart for you.

“That’s it. Fuck you’re so disgusting.”

“I’m sorry”, he chokes out and shivers.

“It is like you expect me to do wonders here”, you spit and spread the wax on his trembling hole, “what should I do with you Mister Bunny, hm?”

“Make it hurt.”

You laugh.

“Trust me, it will.”

You smooth the cloth over the wax.

“One, two and…three.”

Rip.

“Fuck!” he screams, head leaving the table as he almost sits up on it.

You press him down roughly, forcing his legs back against his chest.

“Stay and keep yourself spread. Will you?” you bark.

He obeys with a squeaky whimper, trembling fingers digging themselves back into his ass cheeks.

“Better.”

You take up new wax and spread it over his hole. Next a cloth. You watch his face as you smooth over it. Not that his mask reveals the current expression he is wearing, but judging from how tense his neck is he must be grinding his teeth right now.

“Are you regretting coming here, Mister Bunny?”

He shakes his head.

“Yeah? So you still see no shame in presenting your disgusting asshole to me?” you spit and rip off the rag.

His mask moves as he opens his mouth to scream out a moan, back arching off the table. You watch his cock twitch angrily, precum dripping on his tense stomach.

“Of course you don’t see any shame in it. You are into this you fucked up pervert, aren’t you?”

“Yeah, yeah so into this. So into this. So fucking into this”, he chants, legs shaking from him having to press them against his chest without the help of his hands. His muscles are protesting, wanting to give up but he can’t. Not when you want him in this position.

You spread new wax on his body and smooth out the rag. He spreads his ass for you and holds his breath.

“And here we go”, you taunt, twisting the edge.

Rip.

“Oh god Lucky!” he groans and writhes, legs falling down so he can buck his hips up.

“Legs up slut!” you bark, slapping his inner thigh.

“Fuck”, he groans and pulls them up quickly, “sorry, sorry.”

“Colour?”

“Green.”

“You are such a pathetic man Mister Bunny. First you come here looking as disgusting as you did and then you can’t even follow the easiest of commands. Is it so hard for you to keep your legs up?”

“No, no sorry”, he sobs and writhes, “sorry Madam.”

You click your tongue and begin spreading the wax again. He mewls with every gentle burn, cursing his body for being so into this. If he wasn’t so into this then controlling his legs would be easier. But fuck, every touch makes him lose control over his own limps like the pathetic man he was.

You stick the rag to the wax, smoothing it out with your entire hand. He wiggles into the touch, earning himself a harsh grasp to his hips.

“No moving.”

He grunts.

Fuck. You are so good at this role. That’s what he needed tonight. A strong, beautiful woman to abuse him to the point he feels like breaking. That’s all he needed tonight.

Rip.

He sobs and moans. Tears stream down his cheeks. His asshole pulsates in pain, so sharp that he has to clench it to make it somehow better.

“That’s better. Now you behaved”, you praise and give him no second of rest as you already spread the wax all over his hole again. And this time you actually go right over his hole, making his eyes roll to the back of his skull.

“Holy fuck”, he mewls.

The rag follows. Almost cool on top of the warm wax. Three strokes and then he is trembling in excitement.

“Take a deep breath”, you order.

Bunny takes a deep breath.

Rip.

He releases it with a painful moan and an uncontrollable twitch of his tangling legs. He rolls his ankles repeatedly, losing his grip on his ass for only a moment.

“What should I do? Feel bad for what I’m doing to you?” you spit and spread new wax on his hole, “it’s not my fault that you are so messy”, you add, smoothing out the rag.

“Sor – holy fuck!”

He couldn’t even finish his sentence and then you already ripped off the cloth and with it the last remainder of his hair. He sobs and writhes, legs threatening to fall down again hadn’t you held them up for him.

You stretch them out as best as possible, using the leverage you have over him to inspect his newly waxed asshole and balls.

“Now you are looking presentable”, you coo and run your fingers up and down his sensitive skin, “all soft and hairless.”

You pluck away the few remainders of wax on his skin, watching him twitch every time. Your other hand still keeps his legs high above your head, holding him open for you and humiliating him at the same time.

He is so happy for the mask because fucking hell you handling him like a weak, little boy who can’t keep his legs up makes him blush so hard he fears his actual face is even redder than his mask. And he fucking lives for every second of it.

You pluck away the last piece of wax, right on his balls and retreat your hand afterwards.

“Hold them for me”, you order, meaning his legs.

He obeys without hesitation, grasping his own shins and pressing his weak legs to his sweaty chest as best as possible.

“Colour?”

“Green, I’m so into this. Holy fuck Lucky.”

You hum in content and reach for the next prop on the metal table. A bottle of soothing cooling cream. You spread a good amount on your fingers and then connect both your hands with his skin. He flinches at the first contact, moaning softly.

“I’ll take care of your sensitive skin now. We don’t want it to get inflamed do we?”

“Course not”, he answers you in a raspy voice.

He is tense at first, but relaxes the longer you massage his balls and ass. You do so silently most of the time, only really breaking it when he moans in ecstasy.

You roll your finger over his rim, watching his cock drip precum.

“Tell me Mister Bunny, now that I am officially done with your procedure, what should we do about this nasty boner of yours?”

“Play with it.”

Sometimes his words are just too much. Just like right now. It leaves you trembling on the spot, fingers literally itching in the urge to fulfil his wish.

“Play with it? Ha”, you laugh at him loudly, “I’m an aesthetician, why should I touch your cock?”

But you still have a role to play. You can’t just give in that easily.

“Please”, he begs quietly.

"Begging won’t get you any further." 

"Please I'll do anything", he tries. 

"No, no your cock's not good enough for me. Why should I play with something so pathetic?" 

"Madam", he whines breathily. 

"Mhhhm poor boy", you feign pity and begin to touch his balls again, “that’s what you get for being such a nasty pervert.”

He shivers.

“I’m sorry”, he mewls.

“Mhm… pathetic”, you decide.

You reach for the lube on the table and open it. He tenses up at the sound, shuddering when a second later he feels it trickling down his balls. It feels like ice on his burning skin.

You close the bottle again and connect your fingers with his balls. You cup them and squeeze, listening to his breathy sigh.

“You’re such a fucked up man Mister Bunny. I am trying to soothe the ache and you are sighing. Do you have no shame?”

“I’m so fucked up, I can’t help it”, he moans, writhing on the table in blissed out humiliation.

“At least you know that you are.”

Then you begin spreading it on his body, making your way down to his hole. He is tensing up, trembling a moment later before tensing up again. It happens over and over again that his body tenses up and then releases the pressure by trembling only to tense up again a second later. And you aren’t even fingering him yet, merely drawing circles on his hole. Gosh his body has the cutest reactions.

“What should I do with your pathetic hole? Look at it pulsating.”

You roll slow circles on his rim, feeling how it follows your movements greedily. He gasps and twitches, almost managing to make your finger slip inside.

“And so hot too. Gosh Mister Bunny you are basically burning up”, you taunt, pushing in your finger to your first knuckle.

He gasps.

You pull it out again and laugh.

“You are even hotter inside!” you exclaim in feigned excitement as if you just discovered something marvellous about his body, “did the wax enter your body and burn you Mister Bunny?” you taunt.

He nods his head.

"Is that so?”

He nods his head more vigorously.

“But this means that I would have to put this cooling cream all the way up your tight little asshole too”, you feign pity, “can you even handle something like this?”

He nods his head even more vigorously.

“Well then, you give me no other choice.”

You reach for the lube bottle one more time and trickle the lube right on your fingers. 

"There we go all lubed up", you say. 

He holds his breath in anticipation. 

One push and his hole opens up for you, stretching around your finger as you push it in slowly. 

"Fuck", he mewls. 

"Look at you Mister Bunny. Fuck you are such a greedy pervert. It is like you wanted me to finger your ass.”

He moans and clenches around your digit, "it feels so fucking good." 

"You really are pathetic aren’t you? I haven’t even started moving yet." 

He whimpers and closes his mouth. He can’t help it. He lives for the stretch and if that makes him pathetic then so be it. 

You move your finger in and out slowly, watching his rim stretch and struggle so perfectly around you. It looks so cute now that it is all waxed and sensitive, so pink and soft. And so hungry for you. 

"How's that?" you make sure, curling your finger inside of him.

His cock twitches, a squeaky moan rattles in his throat. 

"Good?" 

He moans again and nods his head. 

"Of course it is. Fuck look at you enjoying this. I am trying to do my job here and you are enjoying this like a pervert. Do you have no shame Mister Bunny?"

"Sorry", he apologizes, grinding back against you unapologetically. 

"Sure, you are sorry", you curl your finger, making him mewl, "what about your sorry now?" you taunt, dragging your fingertip over his prostate. 

"That feels so good", he whimpers, thighs twitching angrily. 

Slap. 

He inhales and gasps at the same time, cock twitching angrily in the memory of how it felt like to be slapped by your gloved hand. 

"You are not supposed to enjoy this you fucking pervert", you spit, curling your finger angrily and squeezing his balls tightly. 

"Sorry! Sorry - oh god - sorry", he moans and pants, writhing on the table with his neck tensing angrily. 

You click your tongue, "tzt pathetic." 

Your finger curls, making him squeak like a little squeaky toy. And because you are greedy, you curl it again just to listen to him squeak again. And again and again and again. 

Bunny isn’t just squeaking at this point. He is trembling, barely making any sense with the words he lets out. The only thing which still makes sense to him is the pleasure you give him. That is the only sane thing to him. 

"Look at that. You are all loosened up already. Oh Mister Bunny, you disappoint me." 

"I'm sorry, I’m such a pervert. Need to get stuffed until I’m bursting", he mewls, grinding against you. 

"Now you get it", you spit. A second later you bury a second of your fingers inside his needy hole. 

He whimpers and grinds his teeth, nails digging into his shins. This is stretching him out way too well. 

The sound of your amused laughter makes him tense up and the blood freeze in his veins. 

"Ha! You swallowed it right up. Fucking hell Mister Bunny what should I do with you?" 

He can feel your fingers clearly. Both of them as they rest inside of him and wiggle from left to right. He could count them. Not just because he knows that you currently have two fingers inside of him, but also because both of your digits just feel so distinctively like your fingers. Your middle finger, slightly longer than the rest of your fingers and with a mean ability to curl right against his prostate. And your ring finger, a little thicker than your middle finger and with the ability to make his hole struggle each time you pull them out and slam them back inside. 

He could even tell which finger was the first to explore his inside. The middle finger because the memory of its touch was still burning on his prostate. You are currently not refreshing said memory, fucking your digits in and out whilst rolling his sensitive balls between your other hand and listening to the wet squelching sounds his hole makes. 

It drives him insane. He wants more but fuck, begging sounds like a bad idea to do. 

"What is it Mister Bunny? You grew so silent. Don’t tell me that you think I’m doing a bad job after literally begging me for my fingers", you taunt, knowing very well that he was craving that perfect curl of your fingers. You just want him begging for it.  

"It's good", he chokes out, rolling his ankles a few times. 

"Is it?" you chuckle deeply, "well I guess then I don’t have to change anything right now." 

You listen and smirk. He huffs out air and mewls quietly. You pull your fingers out all the way, massaging his rim twice before slipping them back inside. He gasps and shudders. Out again. Three circles on his trembling hole. In again, just barely gracing his prostate. He whimpers, tilting his head back slightly. Out again. Three circles and a drag up to his balls. You never touch them, merely playing with the reddened skin just underneath them. Then down and back in. 

"Please…" his voice is barely audible. 

"Were you saying something Mister Bunny?" 

"I need more", he whispers. 

You curl your fingers, listening to the guttural growl he lets out, "oh yeah exactly." 

You chuckle and smile. How adorable. 

You keep your fingers buried inside of him and continue your curls. He is trembling with each curl, cock twitching every so often when you squeezed his balls especially well. 

“Thank you, oh, thank you, thank you”, he chants almost religiously.

You must give it to him, he is polite. And because you have a soft spot for polite boys you continue curling your fingers until he is trembling and his moans become squeaky gasps for air.

You know that you could get him over the edge if you wanted to. Everything about his body tells you that he was so ready to fucking explode all over himself. His hole clenches around you, his balls are so purple and tight, his cock is twitching and red, even his chest has gained a rosy shine to it.

“Now”, he groans.

Fingers leave his hole.

“No!”

“There, all done with the cooling cream. I am sure the burn will subside very soon”, you say matter of factly.

You watch his hole clench around nothing, pushing the lube outside pathetically.

“No, please no”, he sobs, writhing from side to side painfully.

“What?” you spit, “you want me to continue you fucking pervert don’t you?”

“Yes please, please, please.”

“Hah!” you laugh in disbelief, “this was never about the burn was it Mister Bunny? This was about you being a fucked up little slut and needing someone to take care of your pathetic body, wasn’t it?” you taunt, running your hands down his thighs to his cock.

“Yes Madam, I’m so fucked up and wanted you to take care of me”, he keens.

“Pathetic.”

You wrap your fingers around his cock and start jerking him off with two hands. Fast and punishing. One works his cock and the other squeezes his balls. The lube spills everywhere, squelching sinfully. His cock is throbbing, squirting precum everywhere.

“You are making such a mess of yourself, how disgusting”, you taunt, spanking his cockhead a few times and watching it cry for you.

You wrap your fingers around him again and start jerking him off. He squeaks and babbles, shakes and writhes.

“I’m gonna cum, please I’m gonna cum, please don’t stop, gonna cum.”

“You are pathetic. I haven’t even touched your little cock for long and you are already close.”

You grip his cock right underneath his frenulum and roll your lubed up and gloved palm over his cockhead repeatedly. His legs begin twitching, he is rolling his ankles again.

One tense of his stomach and you are gone, dropping his cock against his stomach and watching how it twitches angrily.

“No don’t pleaseeeee”, he mewls, arching off the table in an attempt to find any kind of friction.

“I like you Mister Bunny, you are a fun one”, you taunt as you make a mess on his body with the new lube you pour down his cock, balls and ass.

You run your hands up and down his cock a few times then you bury two of your fingers in his hole again, watching him swallow them greedily.

“Yes”, he squeaks.

Fingers curl against his prostate, the others play with his leaking cock. You jerk him off with a certain pressure in your grip, thumb running up and down the angry vein at the underside of his cock and hungry eyes watching the way it changes shapes under your touch before bouncing back into its original shape.

“Gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna cum.”

You pull away and smile.

“Fuck”, he exclaims and bangs his own head against the table, “I need to stop saying that.”

You laugh loudly, grabbing his legs to hold them for him for a moment. You shake them softly, closing and parting them repeatedly just to watch how his sensitive cock gets squished between his muscular thighs so perfectly. It makes him whimper each time.

“You are not making it easier for yourself Mister Bunny, you really aren’t”, you taunt, forcing his hands back to his shins, “hold them.”

Three jerks to his sensitive cock and then he is already mewling so much that you need to let go and move on to playing with his balls instead. He lets out a tiny little sob, moaning afterwards. You tug at them a few times, roll them between your fingers, squeeze them until he wails up and then he is already writhing again.

“Oh Mister Bunny”, you laugh, “you are so sensitive, it’s almost adorable.”

“I feel like fucking exploding”, he answers you in a whine.

“Yeah? Colour?”

Silence then a shy little “….green.”

“Knew it.”

Then you drill your fingers back into his ass, making his back arch off the table and forcing his mouth open in a silent gasp for more. The table is ruined, a pool of lube and his cream has collected on the surface, smearing all over his ass each time he squirms beneath you.

“Look at you leaking for me”, you taunt, grabbing his cock to jerk him off. You squeeze and tug on it, wanting to get as much of his cream outside as possible, “it is like I am milking you.”

He squirms.

“Madam, please don’t stop.”

“Why? Don’t tell me that you are going to cum again.”

“Please don’t stop.”

His prostate feels hot against your fingers, you can feel it burn even through the gloves. His cock is leaking each time you squeeze his cockhead, soiling your glove and dripping on his stomach before running down his body and spreading on the table.

He is so wonderful to look at.

“Oh god, oh god, oh god”, he chants, hugging his legs to present more of his ass to you.

“Keep them spread”, you bark.

He can barely open them, grasping them with his nimble fingers shaking in pleasure.

“That’s better. How else should I take care of your pathetic cock?” you spit, twisting your hand around his throbbing length.

You force your fingers to go deeper until the palm of your hand was resting against his ass. Then you curl them and Bunny wails.

“Oh – nooo”, he hiccups a sob, body literally collapsing on the table, “nonononono”, he cries, legs tangling from the edge and squeezing together in hopes of finding his release that way.

You watch him as he writhes in yet another denied orgasm, smiling to yourself because he looks so adorable when he is so desperate.

“Look at you squirm like a little bitch”, you taunt, grasping his legs by his knees. You force him to lift them again and then press them against his chest with such strength it makes him squeak and gasp for air. You squish his poor cock between his muscular thighs and begin moving them back and forth so he would be fucking himself with his own thighs.

“Icanbarelyhandleitpleasemadamplease”, his words become one long slur of letters and pathetic moans.

“Yes you can, that’s what you came here for. Now stop whining and take what I am giving you, fucking pervert”, you spit, slamming your fingers back inside his clenching hole.

You are fucking him, moving in and out at a punishing speed as you keep your fingers curled just perfectly so that his prostate would be reminded of its existence every time. You use his trembling legs as leverage, still using them to fuck his cock. You can watch how his thighs become more and more covered in his milky cream the longer and harder you finger him.

Bunny isn’t making any sense anymore, babbling and sobbing with his nose snotty and his chin covered in his spit. You can’t see it, but you can hear it. Wet, pathetic moans that sound more like chokes of utter bliss and desperate laughs than anything else.

And you know that he can’t take much more anymore. You know that if you would deny him his orgasm one more time the poor man would probably pass out in misery.

“Pleasepleaseplease”, he sobs, coughing out a wail afterwards, “pleaseeeee.”

You bury your fingers deeper, move his legs over his cock faster and force him over the edge.

Bunny literally loses control over his own body, almost kicking you in the face as his body convulses on the table. His cum shoots everywhere, his mask, his chest, his stomach and the table, even the wall behind him gets treated to a good amount. His ass is fighting against your fingers, squeezing them out while you continue drilling them inside of him and forcing every single one of his very high-pitched screams out of him.

He comes down hard, hitting his head on the metal table and legs sliding down the edge before they tangle in midair lifelessly. His cock continues throbbing, spilling the last remainders of his cum until it slowly becomes less and less.

You watch him take deep breaths, playing with his cum in the meantime.

“How are you doing Mister Bunny?” you ask him.

“Incredible”, he answers you in a croak.

You reach for the last prop on the table. A white towel. You use it to clean up his body, doing so gently. He stays quiet while you work, floating on his afterglow and purring happily.

You raise his legs one last time to clean his ass as best as possible. They are so heavy now that his muscles are literally refusing to work.

“There we go, Mister Bunny. Now you are truly finished with your session”, you say and place them down gently, “I am waiting for a good review on Yelp from you.”

He snorts and laughs. You grin, you normally don’t make jokes like that, but you kind of like making them with Bunny from time to time.

“I’ll leave you a good review Madam. Don’t worry.”

“Well then I am happy.”

Bunny sits up then, struggling until you help him.

“God”, he forces out, sloughing on the table with his head tangling to the front.

“Are you doing good Bunny?” you ask, now that you have officially left the roleplay.

“My ears are literally singing. I think you made my brain explode right now”, he says and laughs breathlessly, “fuck it was amazing. Thank you so much for doing this with me, it was so hot.”

“I’m happy you liked it. You did so well, Bunny”, you praise him with gentle pets to his hair, “come on now, I’ll take you back to my room and we can snuggle.”

You wrap him up in a bathrobe, closing it in the front.

“I like to snuggle”, he whispers, allowing you to lift him off the table to set him down. But before you can set him down, he wraps his legs around your middle and hooks his arms behind your head.

“What? You want me to carry you back?” you ask in a chuckle.

“My legs are not working”, he murmurs cutely.

“You have them literally slung around my waist”, you laugh.

“…they…aren’t working”, he whispers.

You snort and jump once to have a better grip on him.

“Fine, I’ll carry your adorable ass back. But don’t you dare make yourself heavier.”

“I’m not”, he says, nuzzling into your neck contently.

You give him a snack to eat and water to drink while you clean up in the bathroom. When you come back outside Bunny has already finished both of them and is now resting on his side with his legs pulled to his chest.

You turn the lights off to make it more comfortable on the eyes. He moves his head slightly before nuzzling into the pillow with a sigh. The candlelight casts long shadows on his body and make his skin glow golden. He has such a sense of tranquillity around him or maybe it was the complete freeze up before a breakdown. They have the tendency to look dangerously similar. You just hope that he is feeling happy tonight, he deserves it.

“Hey there Bunny, how are you feeling?”

“Alright”, he murmurs.

You sit down next to him and rest against the headboard. Then you begin petting his hair, letting your eyes travel over the paths of his sides.

"Yeah so no aches or discomforts?" 

He shakes his head.

"My skin burns a little, but it's nice", he says and reaches behind himself to run his fingers up and down his asshole, "it's so soft now." 

You laugh. 

"Yeah well I actually tried to do a good job. You'll like the look. It suits you." 

"Yeah? You’re into it?" 

You falter with your answer. There he goes again, wanting to do things for you. 

"Mhm yeah, but you know that I don’t mind about hair. I think it's hot too." 

"So you like both?" 

"Sure, I have no preference."

"Okay." 

Bunny scoots closer until he can rest his head on your lap, hugging your legs as he does. You try not to concentrate on the way his gesture makes you feel. 

"Are you tired?" you ask him. 

"Yeah", he murmurs.

“I feel you, that week has only started and I already want it to be over with”, you murmur and close your eyes, “at least tonight I can rest, that’s honestly amazing.”

You start playing with his ear mindlessly, wanting to soothe him into a peaceful slumber.

“Do you like it with me?” he asks quietly.

You look at the parts of his face his mask doesn’t cover. Oh Bunny…

Then you sigh and look away.

“Yes, I like it with you. You are fun.”

“So are you still aching?”

“No, I’m not.”

“I was able to be your punching bag then?”

“No Bunny, you weren’t my punching bag, you were my playmate with whom I shared a good time with.”

“Okay.”

“Unless you didn’t have a good time, then let’s talk about it and see what we can do better next time.”

“No I had a good time, just….feeling sentimental.”

You tug his hair behind his ear and caress his earlobe softly.

“Tell me about it.”

“No, it’s nothing. I’m just sentimental.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, just…please rest Lucky.”

“You know that I can rest and listen, right?”

“Yeah, but just rest please.”

“Alright”, you close your eyes, “I’ll be there if you change your mind.

You share silence for a little while. It wasn’t actual silence. The ceiling was vibrating in the music upstairs and from somewhere on this long hallway of rooms two people were currently screaming their lungs off in pleasure. You are used to those sounds, so used in fact that the room seems to be completely silent safe for the steady breathing of Bunny. You take a deep breath and release it in a sigh of relaxation. You fucking love your nights with him. It is like a little holiday in your otherwise endless nights of bad fucks.

“I forgot to call my sister”, he whispers all of a sudden.

You open your eyes and look down at him.

“Mhm?”

“That night I talked about Hell, I promised her that I would call her, but I didn’t.”

“That was two months ago.”

“I know.”

“And you remembered that only now?”

“No, in my office. I remembered it in my office and then I called her.”

“Was she angry?”

“Yes.”

“Did she cry?”

“Yes.”

“Did she yell at you?”

“No, she kept quiet.”

“Fuck, that’s worse.”

“I know.”

“Is she the one married to her brother?”

“Yes.”

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“For bringing her up again.”

Bunny sighs.

“It’s okay, I don’t really mind anymore.”

“Really?”

“Most of the time, yeah.”

“But that’s good, it means you are healing.”

“I’m not healing, not when I still think about her. I shouldn’t think about her. It’s been a year. I should stop thinking about her.”

“You still want her back?”

“No. No, I don’t want her back.”

“But that’s good, you are healing.”

“No I’m not!” he yells, sitting up in bed, “why do you keep saying that? I'm confused and angry and tired and upset all the time and I just want something, anything to make sense again."

“And booze makes sense?”

“No, no fuck”, he chokes out, twisting his own hair, “it doesn’t. It leaves me confused and hurting more than I did before.”

“And yet you can’t stop doing it. The drinking I mean.”

Bunny sobs, nodding his head.

“And that is why you keep thinking about her. You blame her.”

He shakes his head.

“Well, who do you blame then?”

“Myself. I’m blaming myself.”

“For not being strong enough to stop?”

“Yes.”

“And for forgetting to call your sister?”

Bunny sobs, “yes.”

“She will forgive you.”

“No”, he chokes out, “no she won’t. I disappointed her. She hates me, I know she does. Why shouldn’t she? When she has such a disgusting, despicable loser as a little brother?”

“Stop that!”

Bunny raises his head.

“That’s bullshit what you are saying.”

“It’s the truth.”

You are so angry at him. So angry that you can’t help but push him back into the mattress, towering over him with your hands on his shoulders.

"I don't like it when you talk like this. And listen I'm not saying that you should stop talking like this so I can feel better. Don't fucking be considerate of me. Stop talking like this for your own sake, because if you keep talking like this, if you keep telling yourself over and over and over again how terrible you and everything you stand for is, you'll one day start to believe it. And that's not the fate, time or the universe has planned for you."

You shake him softly.

“Do you hear me? You are not supposed to feel shitty about yourself.”

“But I do.”

“I know you do and I know that it’s fucking hard not to when you became so comfortable in the tub of shit you forced yourself into. But Bunny, fuck, stop finding enjoyment in those thoughts.”

“I don’t find enjoyment in them.”

“Good, I hope you don’t. Because trust me, once you do. Once you make hating yourself your comfort zone, it’s almost fucking impossible to crawl out of it.”

You sit down on his stomach and intertwine your fingers with his.

"It's understandable to have your mind racing with those memories because it's the only way for you to heal. Trust me, I still have nightmares about my brother and that shit happened six years ago. There is no time limit on grieving, that’s the shitty part, that it can sometimes take you a day to get over something and other stuff you carry with you for half of your life.”

You squeeze his hands, feeling how he squeezes them back.

“But the heartbreak will get easier, please trust me on that. Even if it is unbearable at first and you just want to force it down every time it creeps up on you, there will come a time where it doesn't hurt you that much anymore.” 

You can sense that Bunny is listening intently, his sobbing has stopped and the tension in his muscles gets less with every gentle touch of your fingers. 

"I can't tell you exactly when this time will come, but I promise you it will come. Just don’t make hating yourself your comfort zone, please don’t do that to yourself." 

You lean down and rest your forehead against his. It sucks so much that your masks are preventing you from feeling his skin against yours.

“And other than me, you aren’t alone in this”, you whisper, "I’m with you, as your shoulder to cry on and as your comfort whenever you need it”, you promise him, knowing very well that this promise goes way beyond business. But sometimes, only sometimes, you feel like being with Bunny has long stopped being business for you.

He twists his fingers in your hair, arching into you.

“I want to be with you Lucky”, he breathes, pressing your head closer until your mask is hurting your nose.

“Bunny my mask, it hurts.”

“Then take it off. Let me see your face, please.”

“You know I can’t.”

“Please Lucky”, he begs, rubbing the nose of his mask against yours, “please.”

“No.”

“What if I take you out? Meet you as the man behind the mask and not as Bunny? No business, just two people meeting.”

“What would we even do?”

“Whatever you want to do.”

“I don’t know, Bunny. I’m terrible at dates.”

“I don’t care. We could spend eight hours staring at a wall and I would be happy.”

You laugh.

“I just want to be with you.”

“You are with me.”

“That’s not what I meant. Outside this room and this club. Where it’s just the two of us.”

“It is just the two of us. Right now, it’s just you and I.”

Bunny presses you closer, cursing under his breath because all he wants to do is kiss your lips but he can’t.

“I’m sorry Bunny”, you whisper, caressing his ears softly.

“Fuck Lucky”, he chokes out, fingers slipping from your hair to twist the edge of the pillow instead, “I’m so fucked because of you.”

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drunk texting | mini series (knj)

⇢entire collection inspired by: drunk texting - cb & jhene aiko

summary: leaving things in the past is a lot harder than you initially thought it would be.

pairing: reader x knj

genre: (18+) smut, angst

⇢ [namjoon] 1:34am: you up?

summary: reuniting with namjoon 5 years after college wasn’t necessarily in your agenda.

warnings: cussing, mature language/implied sexual content, beomgyu from txt is in here as non-idol beomgyu + mentions of txt members as non-idols, slight intoxication, alcohol consumption, tension, lots of heavy feelings and heavy thoughts, strict parents, mentions of partying / drinking / drugs / smoking, some anxiety and uneasiness about past memories, pining, angst

⇢ [y/n] 2:01am: he doesn’t fuck me the way you do, let alone touch me the way you do.

summary: sweetie, your old feelings for namjoon are starting to show.

warnings: cussing, mature language/implied sexual content, more lil bro beomgyu, flashback scene at the beg of chapter + some implied smut in the flashback, alcohol consumption, intoxication, joonie is and will always be in luv w/ oc :(, oc obvi still luvs the guy too and just goes for shit but yeah :/, making out, grinding, thoughts on overdrive per usual, memories memories memories, heavy feelings like fuck, A Quiet Place 2 is mentioned bcos i couldnt think of anything else when i wrote this, we kinda get close and cuddly, straddling joonie's thicc thighs and touching up on his buff chest, them drunk texts - what is this series without it, unprotected sex, boobie grabbing/nipple play, tender kisses, soft touches, oral (f. receiving), some soft bites on the neck, very light cock smacking against the puss, very light choking, multiple orgasms, joon cums on boobies

⇢ [namjoon] 1:15am: i think i still love you.

summary: why does shit always have to be so hard when your ex admits he’s still in love with you? cause fuck, you might still love him too.

warnings: cussing, mature language/implied sexual content, angst, hurt, lots of feelings, lots of twisted complicated shit, crying, implied smut/hints at the smut from the previous part, mentions of intoxication, shit is just 🤧🤚🏼

⇢ [namjoon] 3:07am: she said we were done.

summary: oh, so he’s single now? that’s some shit.

warnings: cussing, mature language/implied sexual content, lots of crying, flashback scene in the beginning of chapter, heavy angst, mentions of infidelity, beomgyu gets into some trouble but nothing major, prob some inaccuracies with how things are handled w/ beomgyu and his friends??, yeonjun from txt is mentioned (as non-idol yeonjun), a love triangle at its best, just lots of fucking tension and pain honestly im sorry 🤧

⇢ [y/n] 2:26am: what do you want me to do? i can’t just leave him for you. (final)

summary: you know you love your man, but you’re also starting to question if the love you have for namjoon will always come out stronger than that.

warnings: cussing, mature language/implied sexual content, unprotected sex, cock riding/straddling, thigh riding, multiple orgasms, mentions of alcohol consumption and intoxication, crying, lots of overthinking and pushing feelings aside, denial/angst?, honestly a pretty soft, open-ended way to end this series

#bts #bts fanfiction #kim namjoon #namjoon #joon #rm #bts kim namjoon #bts namjoon #bts rm #bts imagines #namjoon x reader #knj x reader #kim namjoon x reader #bts namjoon x reader #bts smut #bts angst #kim namjoon smut #kim namjoon angst #namjoon angst #namjoon smut #knj angst #knj smut #writing #xpeachesncream #drunk texting mini series #namjoon one shots #bts one shots

[warm-meelk]

HSJAGAJSBA OKAY SO UHH

I found something in the notes of my phone and apparently I found a thing where I wrote Relationship Dynamics of the OM Characters and my MC (Dairy). I don't remember much the process of writing it but it seems pretty funny and okay writing (I am not a writer so pls aaaa) so I might as well share it here.

It's not complete yet but I might edit it when I'm a lil bit free and I would probably add drawings with it as well when I feel like it!

Under the cut yo!

\\DYNAMICS WITH OM CHARACTERS//

Lucifer + Dairy : Dairy literally MAKES the trouble and Lucifer has to clean their mess up, he's annoyed by it so he would always scold Dairy. (Friendship)

❣️ Lucifer literally is so STRAIGHT FORWARD with Dairy that they just wanna go "MM.. NOPE. HEY YO can I just leav-- *oh no why are you pulling me into your room*" (Romantic)

••••

Mammon + Dairy : ABSOLUTE CHAOTIC STUPID DUO NGL. Would cause trouble together but still have morals regardless. (Friendship)

❣️ They are both HELLA TSUN but flirts with each other and tries to break the other.

"Oh yeah? You don't like me?? Sounds like a dumb lie considering you picked ME FIRST. Y'know ya love me"

"Pff Mammon you're a coward. Oh you're not? Then try kissing me, you dumbo. What? You like free stuff right? I'm offering you a free kiss right now- HA PUSS WUSS" (Romantic)

••••

Leviathan + Dairy : They would play games and talk about anime a lot. Probably scream at their fave characters at each other and then binge watching an anime series together till they pass out. (Friendship)

❣️ DAIRY IS A BULLY TO LEVVIII not in a mean way but they like teasing the otaku and getting a flustered response from him. They think it's cute of him. Can be annoying but when you get him to shut up because of just a simple kiss on the nose, it feels great for Dairy. (Romantic)

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Satan + Dairy : LOVE FOR CATS BABY!!! Satan reads a book and looks up from his book to see Dairy enjoying playing with a cat. HE WANTS TO PLAY ALONG WITH THE KITTY TOO!!! (Friendship)

❣️ Dairy likes it when Satan breaks from his genius and calm composure and gets angry. They think it's a sexy side of him. HAHAHA They would def adopt a cat together and treat it like their own child. Perfect. Satan thinks Dairy is a lil too chaotic but he forgets all about it when it comes to the topic of cats with them. (Romantic)

••••

Asmodeus + Dairy : "SWEETIE!!! Wear this pretty dress~" "aha nope."

Definitely would go to starbucks and talk shit about other ppl lol (Friendship)

❣️ HE'S WAY TOO HORNY STOP IT. But it's nice to give gentle brushes of his hair and Asmo pampering Dairy with love and also treating them like a dress up doll, Dairy appreciates it when Asmo helps with fashion and makeup. Asmo will receive a kiss on the cheek for that. (Romantic)

••••

Beelzebub + Dairy : Beel would take out Dairy for food and stuff and Dairy would come along but the problem is that they are only hungry on the eyes but their small body couldn't take in too much food so they just--

"Beel... I can't finish this food--" "I got this *NOMNOM*" (Friendship)

❣️ Dairy likes to watch Beel eat, it makes them hungry and happy at the same time. Dairy can't cook for shit but when they do cook sometimes and Beel says it's delicious then they just go soft for him. ALSO HE HAS BIG BOOBS SO DAIRY LIKES TO LEAN ON HIS CHEST-- (Romantic)

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Belpheghor + Dairy : literally the laziest people in the house of lamentation. These two can practically sleep ANYWHERE and both decides where to sleep. They agree on sleeping in the hallway? Oh they will do so. Also they are same braincells when it comes to slandering Lucifer (w/ Satan) (Friendship)

❣️ The two can be sleep deprived so when they do they would probably hold each other so close into a hug and just fall asleep. Dairy likes leaning into something soft when sleeping so they like someone holding them during their sleep. And if Belphie is the one resting, Dairy would probably gently pet his head. (Romantic)

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Diavolo + Dairy : TOTAL GOOFBALLS. Diavolo suggests something stupid, Dairy would go with it. And vice versa when Dairy suggests something stupid, Diavolo would go for it too. Dairy also admires Dia on how he has the duality to be a goofball and then be the smartest and wisest person in all of Devildom. (Friendship)

❣️ Oh god Dairy would so love to kiss Diavolo's face all over. They have the himbo energy and Dairy is very into that apparently. Diavolo may be formal at times and Dairy is known to be chaotic and rowdy and informal, but if Dia would ask Dairy to join him in a slow dance then hell yes they would accept his hand and follow his lead. (Romantic)

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Barbatos + Dairy : "Dairy would you like to taste this new fresh batch of cookies I made and the tea I just prepared?" "HOW COULD I REJECT SUCH AN OFFER??" Dairy has huge admiration for Barbatos when it comes to his hobby and passion for baking and his calm composure. (Friendship)

❣️ Barbatos taking Dairy by the hand and making them feel like a princess that which his eyes are only on them. OH GOD DAIRY IS SWOONED FOR THAT. They respect Barbatos a lot and if he honestly asked for something he wanted for once then Dairy is here to give. (Romantic)

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me mc #mc #dairy #lucifer #mammon #leviathan #satan #asmodeus #beelzebub #belphegor #diavolo #barbatos #meelky writes #(this is bad and i'm half asleep rn)

[alch3mic]

ok so like. hear me out? or hear MEOWt really- but yknow how swap paps' schtick is puss in boots?? what if... He... had a cat?👉👈🥺 and prince could help out with em cuz cats/pets in general Really help with anxiety and other kindsa stuff?? i saw the post for the pets the sans' would have and horses are fantastic therapy animals, since you said prince has a stable!! theyre smart as hell and surprisingly in tune with emotions?? but tldr considPurr; a Pawtner in crime for Boots as a treat

“so you’re saying there’s.. no strings attached, right?”

“nope.”

“none... at all?”

“nah.”

“...really?”

“stars fuckin' above.. yes! really! for real! 100%! it’s yours, completely free with no other strings attached whatso-fuckin’-ever!”

“....i don’t believe you.”

Beast groaned as Boots narrowed his eyesockets at him in a clear sense of disbelief.

“look, do ya want the fuckin’ cat or not? cause if you don’t i can just-”

Beast took a step forward and Boots immediately took a step back, bringing the white cat he was so fondly petting in his arms just moments ago even closer.

“nope. s’too late. look, we’ve become attached,” Boots said as the cat purred affectionately, gently rubbing her head against his cheekbone.

Beast rolled his eyelights before stepping back again and shoving a hand in his pocket.

"so..?" he asked, a hit of irritation lingering on his tone.

"...i'd say yes.. but.." Boots hesitated for a moment, glancing back down to the white cat before smiling fondly as she purred at him. "i'm just.. trying to make sure is all. i know your word is pretty good beasty but last thing i'd want is for us to be owing ol' johnny boy any more favors, ya'know?"

"yeah, yeah, i gotch'ya," Beast sighed, waving his hand dismissively. "ya've got nothin' to worry about. that bonehead has no idea i'm even handin' out these cats anyways."

"ohhh, going behind ya bro's back are you?" Boots hummed cheekily, receiving a firm grunt in reply. "i'm surprised at you beasty, you've really grown into your own lately! doing your own thing, hanging out with your human. what next, you gonna move out on your own?"

"big talk from a guy who's also still livin' with his fuckin' brother ya dipshit," Beast growled, narrowing his eyesockets at Boots.

"hey i wasn't bashing you about it," Boots laugh. "just saying how proud i am of you. our lil' beasty is all grown up now."

..And this is exactly why he hated working with these two idiots.

"ya know what, give me the fuckin' cat back," Beast grumbled, taking another step again. "i've already had enough of yer shit."

"hey no take backs! 'sides you already buttered me up by saying we'd be a great fit!" he laughed, taking a few steps back as Beast trudged forward.

"yeah and i change my fuckin' mind! yer gonna be a terrible fuckin' influence on her," Beast huffed.

"aww, you care about her," Boots teased, "so i guess the big bad beast really is goin' soft on us, eh?"

"IT SEEMS SO."

Beast paused upon hearing the overly stuffy tone echo throughout the large foyer. He turned to see Prince at the stop of a large staircase, their gazes locking for a moment before the smaller skeleton descended down, easily striding across the room to stand at his brother's side.

He was dressed to the nines, as per usual and looked just as tacky as ever in his little dress up outfit.

"finally get done lockin' your princess up or whatever?" Beast muttered.

"...I WILL PARDON SUCH BLATANT RUDENESS FOR NOW SINCE YOU COME BEARING A GIFT," Prince began rather smoothly while straightening out his coat. "BUT I WILL ALSO REMIND YOU TO WATCH YOUR TONE IN MY PRESENCE BEAST."

"heh. right. sure. forgive me, your most gracious majesty," he scoffed.

"APOLOGY ACCEPTED," Prince replied, clearly choosing to ignore the note of sarcasm Beast had dropped which only irritated him more.

He watched as Prince curiously seemed to observe the cat before offering a gloved hand for her to sniff.

"...so bootsy.. ya taking the cat or not?" he asked, not wanting to hang around anymore than necessary now that Prince Stuffyass was here.

"...whaddya think bro?"

Stars above and fuckin' hells below don't ask his fuckin' opinion-!

"IS SHE A STRAY?"

"..as far as i know, yeah," he muttered, shoving both hands in his pockets as he slumped some more.

Prince cocked a browbone in his direction before taking a moment to think.

"...DID YOU STEAL HER FROM SOMEONE?"

"now why the fu-" he began before biting back on his words and Prince frowned in disapproval. "...now why would i go through the trouble of stealin' someone's cat just to pawn it off to you two."

"JUST CHECKING," Prince said before turning his attention back to the cat. "I KNOW A CERTAIN MISTER SOMEONE, WHO OF COURSE WAS A CLIENT OF YOURS, JUST RECENTLY MET QUITE AN UNFORTUNATE END."

Beast let out a small hum in reply and merely shrugged his shoulders.

"I'VE ALSO SEEN A FEW PIECES OF HIS COLLECTION POPPING UP IN AUCTIONS. JUST WANT TO BE SURE THIS LITTLE DARLING DEAREST ISN'T A PART OF THAT."

"obviously i ain't have the slightest clue what yer talkin' about," Beast chuckled. "but i can assure you she really was a stray. my kitten was actually the one who found them out in the rain."

"..I SEE," Prince said thoughtfully, finally giving the cat a scratch underneath her chin. "NOT SURE HOW MUCH I TRUST THEIR JUDGEMENT THOUGH GIVEN THEIR.."

He took a glance at Beast.

"...CHOICES."

"how's about you just take the fuckin' cat before i decide to throw in a fuckin' knuckle sandwich, free of charge for the both of ya."

"VERY WELL! YOU MAKE A RATHER CONVICING ARGUMENT."

"sweet. i think imma name her pickles."

"WE ARE ABOSLUTELY NOT NAMING HER PICKLES."

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#you have convinced me anon #boots may receive a cat #as a treat of course! #beast!sans #prince!sans #boots!papyrus #undertale #drabble #alch!writes #wickedtale

[asmo-ds]

Can you write a short fic or some headcannons about Asmo with a fem mc who has very bad period pains? Im still waiting for my diagnosis and lately I've been in so so much pain. Thanks!

Painful Periods!MC (Fem)

Hope things start getting better for you hun :( here’s some soft Asmo to cheer you up uwu

- When he finds out about how bad you’re periods are you can bet your bloody puss he is gonna be downloading a tracker and tracking symptoms and what helps

- He’ll lay next to you and massage your lower stomach if it helps

- Also buys lots of chocolate and snacks that you like 

- Will stay in from going partying just to take care of you

- At some point he puts on a sexy maid / nurse costume to take care of you

- Since other demons are able to smell the blood he forces you to do online school to limit your movement and your risk of attack

- Whenever the pain gets too bad he will heat up a warming pad and lay it on your tummy and soothingly pet your hair

- When you’re chilling with your heat pad he will probably give you a massage somewhere like your feet or back

- If you worry he isn’t satisfied as the avatar of lust because you can’t have the sex he will immediately hold you telling you that with you its different and just being close feels as good as sex to him

- Puts on some rom-coms and sad movies to cry over together

- You both probably ugly cried over the titanic at least ten times 

- He gives your tummy lil kisses and tells your uterus to quit hurting his princess

#shall we date asmodeus #asmodeous #om! asmodeus #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me hc #obey me fluff hc #obey me hcs #asmodeus avatar of lust #asmodeus imagine #asmodeus hc

[seiyasabi]

can I ask about HC for Yandere Illumi, Reiner, Setsuno, Silva, Goshiki and Subaru with a darling who is very sexual and perverted?? Because ✨Horns✨ 24/7

I hope if you like my interpretation, bc I was a lil confused on how to write this for u :)) 

Multiple Yandere x V Horny Darling:

Illumi:

-Confused af

-He won’t understand, bc in his big brain, sex is only for ¬breeding¬, so therefore, no matter your gender, he thinks u want a baby

-So, he’ll take off his big boy pants, and fill u up

-If/when u don’t become pregante, he’ll deadass steal a child in the hopesof you chilling tf out

Reiner:

-He’ll also be like ????

-Bc in his mind ur hella innocent and soft UWU

-So you being horny 24/7 and making those jokes will make him think you’re making fun of him

-That is until u explain, and suddenly his drawers are pooled around his feet lol

Setsuno:

-He’ll cry-that’s it

-JK, he’ll do whatever you say, so if you tell him (jokingly) to let you step on him, he’ll let you in a heartbeat

-Needless to say, he lives to please, so if ur horny 24/7, he’ll just have to keep it up

Silva:

-Big breeder man will breed you

-Isn’t as delusional as Illumi, but he won’t hesitate to fill your hole as much as u want 

-Joke w him, and he’ll do exactly as you ask just bc he thinks it’s fun

Goshiki:

-Mushroom boy will implode

-Straight up, he, like Setsuno, will drop to his knees, mouth open for ur puss or cock

-Is another one who will do exactly as you ask, joking or not

-Loves u and thinks being intimate means ¬love¬

Subaru:

-Mans will take out his frustration on you, through the art of ¬sex¬

-Will take you to pound town in an instant, just by smelling ur horniness

-Don’t joke w him, bc he’ll do it (by it, I mean EVERYTHING)

[baddyxangel]

well...that was an...experience.

spoiler

ok babies so i finally finished ALL of teen wolf and umm...wow . im gonna go ahead and share my thoughts, i think im gonna split this into 2 posts 1 where i talk about the characters individually and 1 where i just speak in general

6B never happened, I've never heard of it, never seen it, never touched it, never smelled it and i dont think i wanna see anything anymore.

starting with our MC we have scott, the indecisive, pure, irritating, "true alpha". now my problems with scott are honestly just preferrence but still somewhat justified . if you're familiar with comics you know that we always have our hero who believes and tries his best to save EVERYBODY including his enemies, and he is the "if i kill them i'll be just as bad as them" type. now the issue i have with this trope is that its just annoying and naive , I've always been more of a wonder woman type myself personally i dont see this issue with killing 1 person who has killed hundreds or dozens. Scott in most cases is very...bland ? very cookie cutter goody two shoes type, naive and a little bit soft, and for how gassed up true alphas are he is EXTREMELY underwhelming and one is his only saving graces for me is me being attracted to him.

he lets some of the most dangerous people in his universe roam freely because there is a "line" he wont cross and while i get those are his morals and his code i just personally couldnt fuck with it if i was in pack. his innocence meshes more well with ignorance. AND FOR FUCKS SAKE LET THIS MAN BE FUCKING SINGLE

also this was added in post: he's best on screen when he has other people with him to actually show he had some kind of personality besides "me help people" is what I've noticed. specifically stiles, derek and isaac tbh. i think one of my fav scott moments is "im the hot girl 🙂" and isaac saying "yes you are 👍🏽"

Stiles now we all know stiles, the best friend, the brains of the operation, the sarcastic and funny one who lightens the mood. Now stiles is one of my favorites (surprise surprise) because he's not infuriating to me i dont think I've ever been frustrated with mr.stilinski. he's essentially scotts polar opposite but not really if you get what i mean ? idk i love him, moving on.

Allison- i like her. got on my nerves after her coocoo ass momma died but y know. i thought her and scott were cute and i would've liked her to stay alive

Lydia- my favorite banshee, smart, but for some reason is always being taken hostage, attacked, injured, and put into extremely horrifying situations and i dont think i like that.

Kira- personally my fav of scotts Gf's, i think she's cute, right amount of awkward, strong, interesting and i would've loved for her kitsune to have been able to kill somebody. jeff davis obviously did her dirty with her storyline that was apparently finished even though...we still didnt get to learn that much about her powers ? whatever im upset.

Liam- dont like him . moving on. also the long hair didnt grow on me and i dont think it will.

Jackson- eat shit and die.

coach- we love you.

monroe- i could write an entire 2 hour movie script on this hoe. bitch killed 1 hellhound and start feeling ha pussy and thinking she hot shit fuck this lil girl was annoying, moving on before i keep typing.

gerard- you got what the fuck yo old ass had coming to you

peter- we love an anti hero with a sense of humor 💕 and idc he would've wrecked everybody shit in season 1

kate- girl...you are a mess of a hoe. lemme stop there before i write a book on her too.

chris- ily

melissa- someone give her an award ASAP

sherrif- you were very on and off for me

derek- baby i missed you so much, leave scott musty ass and come pack this puss-

dread doctors- these fuckers used to put fear in my soul when i was little

deaton- i dont like how he's used as a plot device.

desert wolf- LMFAOOOO

malia- i like her because she's impulsive but sometimes those impulsive tendecies make me wanna stomp her head in the ground.

deucalion- also used a plot device after his season and then died for no reason. im so sorry for what this show did to you

im missing a lot but if you drop your opinions and names in the replies i'll share my opinion on whoever i missed

Thoughts on Theo? theo- hated his manipulative ass but he is so fine so it hurt me to be screaming and cursing at my tv when he was on screen. originally i was extremely irritated and annoyed when they brought him back cause i dont think he needed to be redeemed like at all, even though i appreciate that i can love him without him being a piece of shit it was unneeded i think . id still fuck him tho

scott pissed me off cause... is theo just a great liar or does scott just hate stiles ? why would he believe theo so easily yet not ask for stiles part of the story ? its like he forgets that stiles doesnt have claws and fangs and shit so of course he's gonna do what he does to survive when y'all can't protect him 🙄 i swear their werewolf hearing only works when the plot needs it too (ik they probably need to focus to enhance their hearing but still it's so annoying-) the season is essentially based on misunderstandings tbh. everyone's lying for no reason at all. but i do like how we actually get to see the effect of their mental health but this is also what i mean when i was talking about scotts fluctuating intelligence and how he's only smart when the plot needs him to be, how does he go from being the dimmest bulb in the box to being able to be in AP biology or whatever class it was. it makes no sense at all

”scott pissed me off cause... is theo just a great liar or does scott just hate stiles? why would he believe theo so easily yet not ask for stiles’ part of the story?” Because Scott McCall is a toxic friend and an even shittier werewolf (he couldn’t even detect Theo’s cheap lies and let himself be played like a fiddle throughout Season 5) And because Stiles doesn’t cater to Scott’s delusions of werewolf Jesus-hood and doesn’t stroke Scott’s ego like Theo does. Scott simply chose to believe the worst of his neurodivergent best friend – the boy who risked his own life to save his whiny ass countless times – because it suited his agenda, and because he’s pissed that Stiles didn’t share his own trauma with him like Scott wanted and demanded. SCOTT: We can’t kill the people that we’re trying to save! There’s always a choice! And yet Scott has no problem conspiring with Deucalion (Boyd and Erica’s murderer) behind everyone’s back to assassinate Josh and Tracy AND trying (but failing) to kill Gerard – selling Derek and his Pack out to the hunters, violating Derek, and using Derek as his own personal murder weapon to achieve that – just because “He threatened my mom! I had no choice!” A True Hypocrite indeed

[deathboundinautumn]

THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE;  Meme.

Mun & Muse

fill out & repost ♥ This meme definitely favors canons more, but I hope OC’s still can make it somehow work with their own lore, and lil’ fandom of friends & mutuals. Multi-Muses pick the muse you are the most invested in atm.

tagged by:   @foxcharmed​ (ily) tagging:    oof this is a longer one so ima tag only a few people @rock-you-like-a-hurricxne​, @niflheimqueen​, @tacitusauxilium​, @finalhxaven​, @dxfiedfxte​, and anyone who wants to do it, steal it from me (I wont tell if you dont ;) )

MY MUSE IS:   canon / oc / au / slightly canon-divergent / fandomless / complicated.

IS YOUR CHARACTER POPULAR IN THE FANDOM?   YES? / NO. (I’m not entirely sure? I know he’s generally well-liked in the fandom)

IS YOUR CHARACTER CONSIDERED HOT™ IN THE FANDOM?   YES / NO / IDK. (I’m pretty sure people think he is)

IS YOUR CHARACTER CONSIDERED STRONG IN THE FANDOM?   YES / NO / IDK. (Yeah he's pretty fucking strong, just most people dont use him because you only have him for like a month :/ )

ARE THEY UNDERRATED?   YES / NO / IDK. (I wouldn’t say they are.  I mean the persona 3 fandom is already small as it is and everyone seems to like him so)

WERE THEY RELEVANT FOR THE MAIN STORY?   YES / NO 

WERE THEY RELEVANT FOR THE MAIN CHARACTER?   YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG. (In vanilla game not as much but in other mediums that tell the story (which are also canon) yes they are)

ARE THEY WIDELY KNOWN IN THEIR WORLD?   YES / NO. (just a homeless orphan) 

HOW’S THEIR REPUTATION?   GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL. (Depends on who you ask.  The other members of the Senpai squad would say he’s the goodest boy.  But others call him a criminal/vagrant/troublemaker and all sorts of things.  Shinji prefers his reputation to be leaning towards the bad side as he’s more likely to be left alone that way)

HOW STRICTLY DO YOU FOLLOW CANON?   —   I have a very very hard time breaking canon.  The big thing being his fate on Oct 4th, its very hard for me to not honor that.  I like that his story has a beginning, a middle, and an end.  I like how his sacrifice impacts the rest of the group.  I try to honor that this is what the character wanted and by not letting him have it that im cheapening his sacrifice.  That being said I do have my own headcanons about things but I would say theyre hardly canon divergent.

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutuals.   —   -pulls out homeless son from the dumpster- look at him, look at this burnt cinnamon roll.  He may be just a grumpy ol sour-puss but deep down there’s a heart of gold that can’t help but shine through.  Despite his reputation, my boy is wholesome and caring who will always go out of his way to help those in need even if he’ll deny it every time.  Just because he’s crunchy on the outside doesnt mean he aint soft on the inside. -tosses him back in the dumpster-

Now the OPPOSITE, list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?).   —  Boy I sure hope you like building character relationships at a snails pace because hoo boy is it gonna take a long ass time for you to get anywhere with this boy.  Opening up? What’s that?  How to do?  He doesn’t want to get to know you or your muse.  He just wants to be left alone so he can die in peace.  Don’t bother him.

WHAT INSPIRED YOU TO RP YOUR MUSE?   —   I dunno.  I replayed Persona 3 and just really really liked him.  Been in the RP game for a few years at that point and decided, meh fuck it.  If I don’t like it, I’ll just delete.  

WHAT KEEPS YOUR INSPIRATION GOING?   —   His struggle is something I hold very near to me and really cut me deep and still does.  Also all of you who think of me and wanna do things with me and my interpretation of Shinjiro <3

Some more personal questions for the mun.

Give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters, which could lead them to get more comfortable with you or perhaps not.

DO YOU THINK YOU GIVE YOUR CHARACTER JUSTICE?   YES / NO / I SINCERELY HOPE I DO? (I believe that I do/am very confident in my portrayal)

DO YOU FREQUENTLY WRITE HEADCANONS?   YES / NO / SORT OF? (I think about them alot but seldom write them down.  Maybe I’ll start since Im actually starting to use tags to organize stuff)

DO YOU SOMETIMES WRITE DRABBLES?   YES / NO (Yep yep yep.  Somethings start as drabbles that make it into the thread (-cough the flashback of Mitsuru leaving the dorms in a thread I have going with @niflheimqueen​-))

DO YOU THINK A LOT ABOUT YOUR MUSE DURING THE DAY?   YES / NO

ARE YOU CONFIDENT IN YOUR PORTRAYAL?   YES / NO / SORT OF? (tons of praise throughout the year from the community has made me confident that my portrayal is well-liked)

ARE YOU CONFIDENT IN YOUR WRITING?   YES / NO / A LITTLE BIT. (sometimes when I’m on, I’m on.  Other times I look at my writing and am just like ‘dude find a different hobby’ but I keep on keeping on and the highs have been way better than any low ive gone through.

ARE YOU A SENSITIVE PERSON?   YES / NO. / SORTA.

DO YOU ACCEPT CRITICISM WELL ABOUT YOUR PORTRAYAL?   —   Aye if its constructive hit me.  But if you’re just hating then that’s not much use to me.

DO YOU LIKE QUESTIONS, WHICH HELP YOU TO EXPLORE YOUR CHARACTER?   — Fuck me up with this shit

IF SOMEONE DISAGREES TO A HEADCANON OF YOURS, DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY?  — Sure, though I haven’t really had that happen before

IF SOMEONE DISAGREES WITH YOUR PORTRAYAL, HOW WOULD YOU TAKE IT?   —  Live and let live.  Throughout the years there have been other Shinji’s out there who’s interpretation I’ve looked at and been like ‘nah this aint it chief’ but hey you know what’s real easy to do?  Not give a shit, live and let live.  So if someone didn’t agree with it, I wowuldn’t much care if they liked it or didn’t  its my interpretation and if they have a problem with it and make a point to come at me about it in a way that isn’t constructive then I’d say they have the bigger problem.

IF SOMEONE REALLY HATES YOUR CHARACTER, HOW DO YOU TAKE IT?  — I’d be sad because he’s a good boy.  But again, if you really dont like him that much you don’t have to interact :’)

ARE YOU OKAY WITH PEOPLE POINTING OUT YOUR GRAMMATICAL ERRORS?   —   Ye, I make em a lot sometimes (especially if Im tired or something else).

DO YOU THINK YOU ARE EASY GOING AS A MUN?  —  I think so?   I haven’t been told that I’m not easy going and I’ve always felt very approachable.  I don’t always respond to dm’s but that’s because sometimes I’m busy but im always down to talk ooc.  It’s fun :’)

#thanks again ilysm <3333 #I almost lost this but im glad i didn't it was fun

[vintagemintcakes]

Could we get a part 2 of Dev misses Dice, like they go back to being friends and its a bit awkward and then Dice has to go out of town again and dev just can't help himself and just starts doing it again he makes sure to get himself dripping the night he KNOWS KD comes back and as soon as KD comes in the door he says somethin like 'welcome home daddy' or some shit like that. I love your long things so what does dice do that night and there on after

I'M BAD AT THIS SO IT MEANS ALOT,,Omf,, God the idea,, of them being awkward about it,,, like KD wanted to talk about it but Dev always seemed a Lil uncomfortable,, playing with his tail and trying to act like it's whatever,, but in fact puppy wants to do that again,, kinda wanna have a more friendlier relationship,,Like,, he wanted to do a sloppy kiss,, it didn't have to end up with a fuck,,Dev was afraid that he'll start getting too intimate/romantic with KD,,, trying to stay away a Lil more,, not coming up for cuddles,, calling KD Dice or just KD,, Dev didn't seem the type for a relationship,, same with KD,,When he hears KD has to leave again,, he gives out a little whine but he's also relieved that he gets to be away from what's been making him anxious,,Kitten really tries to be a big boi,, pretending KD doesn't exist,, not to smell the shirt KD forgot one time,,He counts the days and wonders,, if it's possible to recreate the situation,, maybe make himself super cute??? Showers and makes himself nice,,careful not to wash all the slick,,probably a cute little bowWhen the door open,, KD'S expression goes from stressed to gasp,, tbh he hoped it would happen again,,This probably happens alot,, KD gets a lil excited for the work trips because he knows the reward is pounding his submissive nya,, becomes routine,, they don't really talk about it outside of the days he comes back,, Dev goes back to normal just cuddling and kissing platonic wiseBut,, like a while passes,, and like KD doesn't have anymore trips,, he's disappointed and he's noticed Dev has become frustrated,, especially when they cuddle,, Dev is more quiet and really REALLY just,, clings to him shakily and just sniffs,, god,, KD,, has him like this,, so desperate,, so messyBoth honored and extremely turned on by how pathetic his friend/boss is,, whipping out his gross,,cock and just rubbing himself the floof puss,, gasping when he feels the devil just desperately try shoving the goods inside,,God,, and for once KD is quiet,, just heavy breathing and carefully thrusting,, Dev just crying because he misses the feeling,, kissing and being so soft,,

[yoonstanha]

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thank u for sending some in!!

1. How long have you stanned them?

i’ve stanned them since a week or two before summer vibes, so i think thats like 6 or 7 months?? ((im not very good at maths whoops dont let my grades fool u))

2. Who’s your bias wrecker?

right now, its my bright nd soft son myungjun hes so fluffy and for a while he was threatening dongmin for bias wrecker place,,, but when he dyed his hair my heart melted for him bcause ligh t hair is my weakness !!! but then for a lil while sanha almost took over mj for the opposite reason i rlly liked his dark hair.

9. Do you call it Puss in Boots or Cat’s Eye?

i call it cats eye because puss in boots reminds me of shrek and i dont want to think of shrek when i listen to astro o k thank u ((and also the mv is called cat’s eye))

25. How long did it take to memorise names/faces?

really quickly tbh !! because before i stanned them one of my friends was very obsessed and so she’d always show me pics and try to teach me their names so when i actually sat down and tried to learn them it was very easy,, but for some reason i had more trouble remembering their names than their faces. like i would recognise their face and know who it was but the name wouldnt come to me at all??

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