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sahkuna · 3 days
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needed to write a drabble about sukuna being that hot older brother you always look forward to seeing at your best friend’s (yuuji) house... eee!
content warning: f! reader, smut, childhood "friends" with benefits, best friend's brother trope! oh and modern au:]
he’s only a couple years older than you, (by three years, if you want to be exact) and you’ve been acquainted with itadori yuuji's older brother— sukuna— multiple times.
whether it was through seeing him over at the itadori household during high school or being invited out by yuuji to sukuna’s new place a couple years after college— sukuna had always been a lingering presence in your life.
your relationship hadn’t been anything more than exchanging brief pleasantries whenever needed. until things start growing more suggestive as the two of you grew older.
it wasn't planned. the kissing, the meet-ups late at night, him deliberately lingering around when everyone else seems to have left the room. there were too many incidents to recall.
but one thing leads to the next and...
the slapping of skin on skin can be heard throughout his apartment, echoing against the walls of the vacant hallway that leads towards the doorway of sukuna's apartment.
tucked away behind his bedroom door, is quite an obscene scene. with your chest pressed against his mattress and face covered deep into his pillows, there's only so much left for you to do as you stick your ass up to receive the rough pounding from sukuna's thick cock.
the coherent sentences you used to form a few moments prior have slowly turned into a series of whimpers and broken moans all while sukuna has a tight grip on your waist pulling your ass flush against his hips so he can bury himself deep into your sweet cunt— unprotected.
you forgot how this came to be, of who convinced who to dip their toes into the world of sex with each other but you're damn glad that it happened.
"oh god," you blurt out between cries. sukuna's left hand drags down away from your waist, and finds its way toward your clit. "ah—! please, don't stop! that's… so good, so goo—ah!" you just about lose your mind when his fingers tease your sensitive clit in slow, torturous circles.
there's a mean, wicked smile tugging at the corner of sukuna's lips. his brows rise in amusement at how quick you are to fall apart in his hands— quite literally at that, too. "think you can hurry up and finish before your friend comes back?" sukuna asks, tone unwavering despite how his hips thrust into you repeatedly.
ah. your friend. his brother. the fact that he doesn't even bother to address him by name and does it dismissively would have you chiding him to be nice— but you're too far gone to digest what he said.
between the touching and the fullness of his dick pressing and rubbing against the walls of your pussy, you squeeze your eyes shut and wail. "please, please— i think i'm—!" your hand shoots down to hold onto his wrist. but you don't pull it away from you, despite how overstimulated you feel. "shit!"
when sukuna pulls out briefly to rub the head of his cock against your slit, you whine at the loss of him. with shaky hands you press your palms against his mattress, and make a weak attempt to change positions onto your back.
"please, put it back in!" he's definitely gonna make fun of you for begging later. but perhaps a higher power decided to have mercy on you— just this once— because sukuna's back between your thighs and stretching your hole.
fuck him, fuck him, fuck him and his stupid, girthy cock. and the smug ass expression he's probably got on his face right now.
despite that all, you wanted to kiss him. just the thought of it was—
the harsh sound of a fist pounding at his front door tears you from your thoughts. you're about to question who it is until you hear a voice from the other side that you know all too well.
"answer your phone, sukuna!" wait, why's yuuji here? "if you're gonna invite me to your place, at least do it when you don't have some girl over!"
"are you crazy?!" your voice is sharp, incredulity seeps through your tone.
with his dick still submerged in you and his hips rolling at a languid pace tacked with the sound of the gentle plap-ing of his skin against yours, — as if his fucking brother wasn't technically right the fuck there— he offers you a mere shrug. "forgot i invited him over."
and fuck him for being your best friend's older brother.
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diorcities · 3 days
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⠀   ⠀ ── ㅤ୧⠀ׂ ★‌ nct dream having a bossy gf !
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nct dream sfw headcanon. library.
said by the dreamies themselves, jisung can't live alone, which to me translates to having someone tell him what to do. plus, he actually likes it, he thinks it's tender that you care about him, he feels loved when you ask him if he has eaten and in the negative when you tell him to do so. or when you constantly remind him to wear a coat and take breaks. while to others it would look a bit bossy, jisung knows that you do it because you worry too much about his well-being, and for him, that just goes to show that the love you feel for him is the same love he feels for you.
haechan is the typical boyfriend who would stop whatever he was doing to do what you say... and also the type to ignore you to the point where you lose your composure because he likes to see you upset; he finds it cute. but, seriously, he'd be attracted to bossy girls because then he can romp around and make out. don't expect too much from him, you never know. i think he likes the teasing but eventually, he'd do what you want, pretending to take orders from his superior commander type of thing.
jeno, being the man he is, would do anything you want. he likes to keep you happy, and he is also very indecisive when making decisions, he would leave them in your hands, and he would just follow whatever you choose. it's not that you control everything he does, jeno knows that sometimes it's better to listen to you because you know better. the type of boyfriend who says you're always right and therefore does what you tell him, but not because you're bossy, god forbid; he would never think and/or say that... in front of you.
there are no times when you can be bossy with renjun. there is no bone of contention. usually what he does is the most seated. you're probably feeling anxious because you really want to be bossy with him, but it's almost impossible: the boy knows what he's doing, not a single thought of yours that hasn't already crossed his mind. with him, it would be 50/50. he loves you so much that he'd pretend to do what you say even when it's what he was going to do just to see you happy and because it looks like you'll have a meltdown if he doesn't.
mark finds it hot when you boss him around. yes, tell him what else you want him to do, and he'll do it. you know better than he does what is best for him, he trusts you completely, although sometimes he may try to convince you of something that has entered his head. he'll make you see that it's a good idea even if you're not too sure; you feel guilty because it's like you're in control of everything, but seriously, he likes it when you do, because most of the time, you're right.
don't tell chenle what to do. period. there's no way it's going to happen unless he's already thought about doing it. once an idea has entered his head, there's no way you're going to get it out of it. he won't give in, forget it, unless it ends badly, then he might beg for your opinion after you swore never to tell him anything again. sometimes he may spoil you and do what you say, but don't get used to it because usually he just does what he wants. finds you cute, tho, for trying.
jaemin follows what you say most of the time because it's the sensible thing to do and because he's not very confrontational; not that going against you would end in a fight, but jaemin prefers to avoid divisions or taking sides on things. he's alright and compliant with you most of the time, but when he doesn't, he thinks that the solution to everything is communication, and talking you through the reason behind why he has decided not to do what you wanted.
© diorcities / tagging @tddyhyck ♡
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ysrjune · 2 days
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sam monroe smut with chubby reader🙏 PLEASE
She hates her weight but sam loves it and one day she’s crying because of a remark smby made and he comforts her :’)
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Sam held you in his arms while you cried about something some girl said about your weight at school earlier. “Come on, beautiful, stop crying. You shouldn’t care about what that bitch has to say about you, she’s just mad she’s not as gorgeous as you.” He tried comforting you while rubbing your arm.
“But she’s right!” you continue to sob. “I try so hard to feel good about my body and stuff, but people just keep on commenting on it.” Sam could break into tears hearing his sweet girl talk bad about herself. He hated hearing about how much you hated your body because he loved it. He loved resting his hand on your tummy. He loved to squeeze your rolls.
To him, all that wasn't disgusting at all. He loved his chubby girl. The way your cheeks were so full, too, melted his heart. Especially when you'd smile. “Well, I don't think anything negative about your body. God, your body is literally worth worshipping, baby.” His hand trailed down to your plushy thighs.
You knew that. You knew Sam was obsessed with not just your body, but everything else about you. Even before you two were dating, he never made a negative comment about your weight. That was one of the reasons you started liking him in the first place. Every other guy you were friends with before Sam would say something atleast once about your body.
“That's real sweet of you, Sam, but I don't think so.” You hold his hand, sniffling. Your boyfriend shakes his head and forces you to lay on him. “Nah, I mean it. Just cause you have a tummy and a couple of rolls doesn't make you any less attractive, angel face.” He kissed your forehead and sat up against the headboard so that you were sitting on him properly.
“So cute, could just eat you up.” He quickly states and started sucking on your neck, leaving small kisses as well. “Sam—” You giggled at the sensation of his lips on your neck. “Stop, that tickles,” You try pushing his face awah from you, but he wouldn't budge. He did stop eventually, thank goodness. You look at your phone to open the camera to see how many hickeys he had left.
“4? Really, Sam?” You give him an unamused look even though you thought it was kinda funny. “You don't get it, huh?” His hand went down to your breast, holding onto it gently. “Just cause a couple of people tell you things about your body doesn't mean others don't find you attractive. I've seen a couple dorks check you out. Even when you're with me.” He rolled his eyes at the memory of it.
“Starin’ at your ass and thighs.” He says as both his hands travel to your ass. “‘least they know they can't have what's already mine.” He smirked, giving your ass a squeeze. “Ugh, you're such a pervert.” You reply playfully but also gently, slapping him. “Yeah, you like it, though. First time we fucked was because I was being a pervert and it turned you on.” He reminds you, sliding down your shorts.
“That didn't mean anything..” You blush at a little bit, feeling the way his fingers hooked onto the hem of your shorts to pull them down. “Then what's happening right now? Are you sure you're not already soaked by me doing the bare minimum?” He whispers, looking up to you with those pretty blue eyes that were smudged with eyeliner.
You didn't want to answer that. He already knew it, so why is he asking? How could someone not get so turned on by a hot emo guy. Especially one that knows how to use his dick. He wasn't just good at using that, though. His fingers and his mouth were great, too.
Though, at first, he wasn't exactly as good as he is now. The first time he fingered you, he had no idea what he was doing. The first time he ate you out? He didn't know lots about that either despite all the porn he watched. It took him a couple times to get it all right, and by the 4th time he tried fingering/eating you out, he was real good at it.
The first time he stuck his dick in you, he came almost immediately and was so embarrassed about it, but that didn't stop him from continuing to thrust in and out of you. You wouldn't ever forget that moment cause once he came, he made the cutest little whimper ever. His face was flushed, and his eyebrows were pinched together, moaning and panting.
That was the first time he ever had sex, too. It felt so good, he didn't wanna stop even after cumming 3 more times. He was also just so obsessed with the wet noises your pussy would make with every thrust. Every moan you let out gave him less reason to stop.
“What, cat got your tongue? Can't tell me that your panties and practically stuck to that pretty pussy?” He snaps you out of your trance. “Mm, no.. was just thinking.”, “About what?” By this time, he already had you in only your bra and underwear, taking in the sight before him.
“The first time we fucked..” You admit to him, feeling his boner. “Fuck, you had me feelin’ so good that night, princess.” You help him out of his shorts, revealing his hard cock since he had no boxers on underneath. You rubbed the tip, making his hips jerk up a little bit. “Moaning your name like a little bitch ‘n shit.” He moved his hips against your fingers.
He shifted himself to where his dick met the fabric of your panties. Sam started thrusting against them, letting out small moans. “Please let me feel like that again, babe. please please please let me fuck you. I've been waiting so damn long.” It had been almost a month since you've had sex with him.
You thought of riding him so you could see his pretty face get all scrunched up when hes about to cum, but you remembered how much of a thing he had for you arching your back for him. “Should blow my back out.” You kiss his cheeks while he still thrusted against your clothed clit. “Mm, I'd love that.”
So, here you were. Moaning out his name into a pillow, but also hearing those cute noises of his. “Shit, shit, shit,” He moaned, smacking your ass and watching it jiggle with every thrust he made. “Yeah, mhm, you're so pretty, sweet girl. Mm, could do this forever.” He suddenly flipped you around and placed his hand on your tummy.
“You're so soft, oh my God.” He squeezed it a little, then moved his hand to your puffy cheeks. “So pretty,” He whimpered, letting you know he was close. “Uh—fuck. ‘m so close. Oh, you're so good.”, “So. Fucking. Good.” He thrusted with every word.
“Sam, Im gonna cum!” You hold onto his arm. “Gonna cum? So do it then, baby. Cum all over my cock, beautiful. Can do it, come on.” He led you on until he felt you tighten around him and release yourself onto his dick. It took him a few more thrusts to cum, but once he did, he pulled out and lay on you, hands grabbing onto your titties.
“Fuck, princess.” He panted and slid down to kiss your tummy, thighs, and everywhere that you were insecure. “Don't ever call yourself unattractive. I'd rather have my cuddly, chubby girlfriend than any other girl.”
Your boyfriend was truly the sweetest.
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shotmrmiller · 1 day
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Sexy secretary, youthful secretary, cute secretary and etc...
But what about a secretary (like yeoseop romance) that is in her middle old twenties and after looking for different jobs... finally found one who paid well. So she doesn't wanna lose it and became a fierce, precise, persona (hot head too).
And guess what..!? She is the secretary of John fucking Price
and maybe john didn't even want a secretary. he's a busy body, likes to be hands on his own work, right? so hes not mean, but he's not nice either. expects her to mess up because all of them do whenever they come across the pretty boys kyle and johnny who tend to be in and out of his office but her eyes are GLUED to her planner, her laptop and whatever paperwork he's given her for the day.
johnny almost goes out of his way to make her flustered but she takes no shit.
Yes, Mr. MacTavish.
Ach, call me Johnny, lass.
It would be inappropriate for me to do so, Mr. MacTavish.
hey hey and then john gets used to her, trusts her to run his day without him even being around. and one day, some average sized male with blonde hair and blue eyes comes in, flashing some black wallet she couldn't even get a proper look at, asking her in his southern drawl if she knows where john's at. all spider senses are tingling here, and she's long learned to trust her gut so with her professional, practiced smile she tells him that no, he's not coming since he's on vacation.
he hands her a card, telling her to let him know when he does come back.
it's important, sugar. we are under the impression that your boss isn't a very good man.
now she's irate, the only one that gets to call her pet names is johnny.
i will call as soon as he comes back. is there anything else?
he's barely stepped out the door when she rings up john, telling him that there was an american man asking for him and his voice takes a vicious tone she's never heard before.
you tell them anything?
she stiffens her spine and tells him that no sir. told him you were out of the country.
she can hear him exhale, in relief or something, she doesn't know. but what happens next is something she didn't expect. a sleek, black car pulls up the front and a towering, broad man with a skull mask opens the back door and tells her to get in.
she's hesitant, her moms voice ringing in her ears about stranger danger and all that but his deep voice cuts derails any other train of thought she had.
now. before i make you.
who, she thinks as she meekly climbs in the back, am i working for?
who is john price??
this was a cute idea and i got carried away sorry :}
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4dznsalamanders · 2 days
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So I, like everyone else, am shaking the bars of my cage trying to understand what the hell 4Dawgz is DOING We've gotten a couple of wild facts for her character this episode and last weeks: 1) absolutely hates Riz SPECIFICALLY for some reason, despite him consistently being the most respectful towards her (he actually tries to say her name proper) 2) she has a lot of anger towards the Bad Kids (and Riz), and 3) she was very casual killing Buddy Dawn, even though that doesn't immediately help her... admittedly, it does threaten the Bad Kids by removing revivify, but homegirl saw Gorgug soloing a purple worm, Adaine being untouchable, Fig smiting as if she's been a paladin for years, and The Ball absolutely rocking this fight, Fabian was there, all while Kristin was being pretty conservative and prioritizing heal spells, so KipKettle has no reason to believe the Bad Kids are in true mortal peril. What does this all mean? Well, idk about you, but Kipper's absolute inexplicable rage, combined with a bunch of other weird minutia, has me pondering the Time Quangle again, and the fact the Bad Kids DID do some minor chronomancy pre-shrimp jump, I think we have more time shenanigans to go... ESPECIALLY since that girlfailure found the rogue teacher at 8:01 am, I agree with some of the theories I've seen suggesting she's stuck in a time loop. I think she hates Riz because he is consistently the one realizing, connecting the dots, and ultimately the driving force that thwarts her in her scheme, forcing her to do another loop. Her complete contempt might look unreasonable, but maybe she's been trying to complete her task for YEARS, stuck in highschool because some random hot goblin kid can't ever mind his own business. I've been sympathetic to the "BLeeM would never have such a blatant BBEG like this, there has to be a twist" crowd, and I think FishFlower RedPan callously murdering her party cleric DOES NOT negate this - as far as she's concerned, he might be the 57th Buddy Dawn she's met, so why would she care when this loop will probably fail again? If this theory is anything substantial, she literally has nothing to lose, because she can just start over again? Anyone would appear irrational and be incapable of seeing an unbiased perspective, so of course she would claim things aren't fair: she's witnessed the same group of clowns dunk on her repeatedly in every iteration. Why bother doing unique adventures that are unpredictable when you can be the RatGrinders and have the same base slate with less chaos to try and enact your grand plan?
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smallestapplin · 2 days
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Kaveh and Alhaitham omegaverse hc
I was going to do more but it's late and I'm so tired. But I'd like to hear anyone's thoughts, opinions, or asks! ^-^ might make more later.
Btw this is separately. Lemme know what ya think.
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Kaveh
- hot take, Kaveh is actually a alpha, he just doesn't act like a jerk like most do because that's just not him, it's just his secondary gender to him, nothing more.
- He envies omega's and their ability to make such comfy structures. He tries to make nests but gets embarrassed at how well he makes them he destroys them and never mentions it.
- He's very picky about scents, but it makes him so nervous about what he smells like or how other's perceive him after hearing a few omegas mention how they love the scent of their alphas.
- He smells sweet like honey, with subtle scents of the coffee he drinks. However his sweeter mellower scent gets drowned out in all his nights at the tavern trying to drink away his stress.
- Kaveh grows distressed easily, which sours his scent in more of a burnt popcorn smell which shoos other's away from him on accident.
- You two started off as friends before anything, just the cute omega who worked at the Tavern, his harsh scent and drinking made you worried, so slowly while making his drinks you'd talk to him. You aren't surprised at how much he opens up, but it surprises him how kind you are letting him vent like this.
- Sometimes you'd even meet him outside of your place of work and get shocked at just how wonderful he is without the drinking, you don't mind, but he holds a conversation better without slurring his words.
- One thing led to him asking if he could court you, and how could you say no when he made you a mini scale model of a garden?
- His nesting habits come up when you come to his (Alhaitham's) house, to his room and see the nest he forget to take down.
- He was stressed last night and being covered helped!
- "I-i hope it's not a turn off or anything! I just, I get stressed and sad and these are nice to have to feel safe, you know?"
- You do, you make stressed nests all the time.
- But you don't move, which worried him, until you look at him and gesture to it "Can I join you in your nest?"
- Asking like any mate should.
- "Yes! Yes of course! Oh i hope it's okay and up to your standards-"
- "Kaveh, it's your nest, not mine, I'm just happy you are letting me inside it, I'm honored.'
- You comment on how good the structure of the pillow walls are and how comfy the blankets are, and it ends with your alpha curled around you, dozing happily with you in his arms, nuzzling into your neck scenting you.
- He purrs loudly, it fills a small room with noise if it's quiet enough, but its so cute.
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Alhaitham
- another hot take, he is an omega. He hates leading, hates being the center of attention, loathes it when people ask him for anything, he just wants to be left alone with his work and to leave.
- However is never misses taking his heat suppressants, never misses taking any scent blockers, and doesn't even touch nesting matieral. To everyone and anyone he is just a moody beta.
- His scent is hidden, at most he smells like fresh paper, ink, and his shampoo. However if you were to smell is original scent it would be sage and orange, it's pleasant but not too strong, though you'd be able to point him out in a crowd from it alone.
- He rejects his secondary gender to the nines, he's seen how omegas get treated and hounded after and he's just not interested in finding anyone to date or mate, he will be damned if he's expected to be some stay at home omega either.
- No nesting items aside for whats needed for his basic bed, just two pillows and two comforter, and that so he can switch them when one needs to be washed.
- Since he is on surpressants he doesn't have his heat,, he avoids it like the plague, which he is thankful for cause it's just a nuisance in his eyes, he sees no purpose in having one, and he's is one of a handful of lucky ones that can afford it.
- His friendship qith you was a slow build. You two started off as 'you're the only coworker I can tolerate.' To occasionally chatting just before leaving for the day, to one of you hiding in the other's office to pretend to be talking something over to avoid people, to small hang outs outside of work even if you'd do most of the chatting, to coming over to his house (and promising his roommate not to speak a work.) to him denying he has any feelings for you.
- You are another omega who gets where he is coming from, and the only person who knows he's an omega too! So he swears it's just that you two have something to bond over.
- You two only started a unlikely courtship after he had been avoiding you for weeks, and you locked yourself in his office to explain himself, his calmness just annoyed you further and further until he broke at the sight of you near tears.
- You thought you were losing your friend, and honestly he did too.
- You walked out of his office with a bright smile and one of his favored bookmarks as a small claim.
- You give him gifts all the time, which he thinks is not needed but he can't help but feel touched by the fanart you always gift him thinks he's mentioned wanting to needing in passing.
- You two take it slow, but you both mesh together well, it's clear to see how you two fit together like a puzzle, one easily picking up one thing the other lacks, it's like watching a well oiled machine in action.
- He finds your scent comforting and often likes spending time at your house than anything,, it's drowned in your scent, how can he not love it?
- He watches you build a nest so effortlessly and beckens him in. His heart flutters, knowing this is a big step and a huge sign of trust, even if his expression doesnt change much.
- He likes cuddling with you face to face or you laying on his chest so he can still read, but he always keeps an arm around you, or is at least touching you in someway.
- Everyone knows you two are together just from him walking into work smelling like you, or because you barge into his office or wherever he is reading to scold him for leaving his lunch.
- His purr is silent, you'd never know he was purring unless you pressed your ear to his chest.
- His scent is safe with you, and you know you can rely on him to help you with your heats.
- Though neither of you know how that one will work as omega omega relationships are rare, and there isn't a guide book (he's looked.)
- But you two will get through it together.
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aryxchse · 1 day
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hello lovely, loved your jason grace hcs sooo much and wanted to request some hcs for readers first time w him?
americas fav white boy ‼️
romantic hours. / jason grace x female! reader first time headcanons. (aged up!)
a / n : go white boy go!!!
warnings : nsfw stuff and cursing
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it was a peaceful day in his cabin. where you sat on his lap and snuggle into him lazily, and he read some book with those hot glasses of his.
you can't help but stare at him and he ignores it at first, but after a few minutes he simply smiles and says "what?"
the way his scar moved with his lips and how that glass looked so hot on his face made you feel hotter and hotter each second
so instead of answering him, you kissed him.
he thought it was just a peck, but oh boy, you had something else in mind
he's thinking 'okay this is it, it's finally happening and i'm so grateful for her being comfortable with me enough to do this.'
but you're just like 'fuckk he's so hot!! i want him like right now!!'
he left the book somewhere on the ground before holding your hips, pressing you against himself
and you knew there was no escape now, like how you want it
jason is very gentleman. he normally is too, but this is a more serious moment so he's extra careful
he knows how to turn you on, he's just talking with instict and it's somehow hot
since you mentioned that you never had sex before (and i like to imagine he did), he's very slow
he doesn't have to rush anything, he wants your first time to be special and memorable
he takes off each of your clothes with permission. like a little eye contact or a murmur to skin "can i?"
and every time you say yes
and every time he smirks when you do
he moves the hair strands on your hair back to your ear, he kisses the pain away all the time, and he's constantly close to you
after the first entrance, jason had to stop and rest on your neck to calm himself down
he was crazy for you in a good way! and when you both finally intracted like this, he felt like he could explode any second
and he definetly didn't want that
"you okay jase?" you panted
"yeah, yeah baby, jus-just give me a minute to breath okay? oh you feel so good." he murmures to your neck because that's how hot he feels
after that, he's the one comforting you
definetly the guy who cages your hands on bed
with his own hands of course
like your hands resting on the sides of your head, you're a panting mess and he just interlocks your hands and keeps them in place
made you ride his face with no shame
because he wanted you to experience a bunch of things
like this is the last time you'll ever have sex
the moment you got used to the feeling, he cannot stopped himself
and if you gave him permission too? oh boy, you created a monster
not that he's rough of course, he's just everywhere
but the whole time he's so gentle. he smiles at you all the time, he moans softly to hint you that you're doing amazing, teaches you everything and never judges you
because this knowledge isn't something you born with and jason is the guy who thinks the best way to learn is by trying
and believe me, he's having so much fun with your innocence
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niuniente · 3 hours
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I've been following your DHD since the beginning and I have loved it so incredibly much! I was so happy I finally found a comic where main character is single and not interested in dating, relationship etc. It's so hard for me to find such things (books, comics, TV shows, fanarts, you name it) since there's always a plot twist where main character ends up in a relationship anyway one way or another (side note: I've been single my whole long life, not interested in any of that stuff) so finding Alrick and you was a blessing! However, since Kizzie arrived and she started to have "hots on Alrick", I've start to lose joy and love towards DHD. Every update brings me fear and horrible anxiety Alrick will end up with Kizzie (she spreading her legs to him) and that would make me nope myself away from DHD. I adore you, love your arts and blog over all (you are too kind to this world), finding you has been the best thing in my life so, please please please, don't take this personally! You are wonderful person and I really like you! I just fear where DHD / Alrick is heading.
What I can say with 100% certainty is that Alrick will not get married. Or engaged. IF it's up to me, I mean, I didn't decide that Alrick starts to have a crush on someone. IF it was up to me only, there wouldn't be anything like that going on. An establish relationship to that sorts will not fit the story and it will take too much away from Alrick's own story. I do not wish his story to be too deeply linked into anyone else. DHD does require sort of a solo thing from Alrick. Yet, I can't really always control where the characters themselves want to go but I will do my best not to get Alrick TOO involved with anyone. DHD is not supposed to be a romance comic anyway.
And, like said, Alrick not interested in romance or such in general but it doesn't mean he couldn't have a crush on someone (which he clearly didn't expect).
I do encourage people to have fun with the ships because life's not that serious and a fictional story of mine is even less serious.
Love can appear in many, many forms, which I do not want to limit to just one form, not in art. Take this from someone who has been single for almost 20 years and haven't even hold anyone's hand during those two decades and who is childfree by choice and has no pets either. There's still love in my life and I love deeply even without a partner, kids or pets.
I hope this answers your concerns!
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vierlieben · 9 hours
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Lip Gloss.
Choi Jongho x f!reader
genre: fluff
wc: ?? idk
desc: you just thought of another way of putting lip gloss on your boyfriend's lips.
you are a living doll, everyone said. maybe it's just you can't go out without getting dolled up, or even when you're just staying at home, or maybe because just you're effortlessly pretty. now, by the term "dolled up", it doesn't mean applying full makeup—it's just you wearing hair clips, putting light blush, curling your eyelashes and lastly, your favorite, lippies.
a lovely picnic was planned today together with your boyfriend, Jongho, who was terribly excited about it. well, who wouldn't be so excited for finally getting to have a whole day date with his partner after a rough weekend? all he needed was you.
but maybe you two were simply just unfortunate, which is horrible because it's now raining cats and dogs out there. Jongho quietly stood by the window, watching the rain as it pours; poor one, you thought. he must be terribly saddened by now. he was the one who came up with the whole picnic idea and even bought lots of snacks for you to enjoy together. now, it's just not possible to do it because duh, picnic under this goddamn rain?
now, you hate this view. you hate seeing nothing but sadness in his face. god, you wished that you could just stop this rain and change it with the perfect weather, but yeah, obviously, you cannot. Jongho just sat on the couch and reached for his phone. now, it just got worse; you know that it's really bad when he just decided to sit in silence and give all of his attention to his phone.
"jagiiii," you threw yourself on the couch and gave him a tight, warm hug. "it's fine, we can just stay here together. maybe watch some movies or do anything we want."
you know so well that he can't resist that sweet tone of yours.
"mhm," he dropped the phone and turned around to hug you back. "yeah.. it's just, i don't know, i'm kind of devastated. i didn't even expect it to rain. i thought that the weather's gonna be fine today."
you leaned to give him a kiss on his forehead. "we can still enjoy the day, alright? tell me, how can i ease the devastation that you're feeling?"
"oh, don't worry about me. i'll be fine later, love." the lighter look at his face made you believe what he just told you. "hold on..."
suddenly, he's just staring at your lips, examining something. you froze, confused as you were waiting for him to say something else.
"hmm?"
"is that a different shade of lipstick?"
boom. suddenly, your face's hot, blushing like a whore...
all just because he noticed that you're wearing a different shade of lippie. it is a big thing for you. you know so well that he's always just observant and everything, but everytime he points out something new, you couldn't just help it but to fall deeper for him.
"uh," you looked away for a second. "yeah... did it make a lot of difference?"
"no, you still look pretty. i just noticed. that's a nice one, love." even with the plainest tone, you felt like your heart's melting. GOD, he doesn't know what he's doing to you.
"thanks," was all you can say.
"it's missing something, though," he added. "where's your lip gloss?"
oh, right. the damn lip gloss that you were about to apply but you heard the rain pour so you rushed to see if it's really raining earlier.
"ah... i forgot to put it on. wait, i'll get it." you got up to quickly grab it from your room.
you sat on the couch beside him and applied it on your lips. it was a clear lip gloss. fun fact, he got it for you last month for your birthday together with a set of brush for your blush and perfumes. he gets the best gifts for you.
and when you're finally done putting it on, you looked at him and oh god, now he's finally smiling. that smile is to die for. you are no longer worried about him being sad for the rest of the day because the picnic date is cancelled. he can now get to smile and be happy just because you put on a lip gloss in front of him.
"pretty," he muttered. "very pretty, my love."
you smiled back. "stop, god, why is it whenever you speak, i feel like melting or worse, dying? are you a witch or something?" jokingly, you said, and then laughed.
"i am not a witch. you're just inlove with me."
he's damn right.
"i kinda wanna try those lip gloss. is it too sticky?" he stared at your lips again.
"no, not that much. you actually picked a nice brand. wanna put it on?"
"yes, please. put it on my lips."
you applied one more layer on your lips and spread it out real nice. you've been waiting to do this and now is just the perfect time for it, since he asked you to do it. but he wasn't definitely expecting you to do it in this way—it is very unusual, really.
you leaned into him and pressed your lips on his. this move made his heart race and face turn red so quickly. so did yours. you were too nervous and so that "applying lip gloss" move, or should we say, that kiss lasted for a few more seconds before you let go of his face and lips.
his eyes are still open. maybe he was just really shocked and didn't get to enjoy the moment. although he wasn't expecting that, he surely wanted it—he wanted it so much and he didn't even know about it.
you took some time to appreciate how pretty it looks on him. it made his lips look plumper. this man is truly beautiful — maybe more beautiful than you, but that's okay, maybe god just have his favorites.
"woah," was the first thing that came out of his mouth. "do it again."
you were expecting him to react more, as if it is really thrilling. but he just asked for one more... and now you're just shy to do it once again.
"no, i've already put it on you." you refused.
"i don't think you've put enough," he demanded. "go, do it again."
"no wayyyy!" you shouted as you were running away from him.
you proceeded to go to your room, expecting that he didn't even follow you—but boy you were wrong, he was just right behind you, holding your lip gloss.
"come on, love. i enjoyed it. give me one more!"
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sugar-omi · 2 days
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Since we’re kinda on the topic of car head, imagine Cove’s reaction to Mc suggesting road head while on the way to see Cove’s mom. God he’d be so red and holding on to the steering wheel so fucking hard trying not to crash at the near thought of it
cove would so crash. he wouldn't be able to focus at all, probably wouldn't be able to keep his composure until he at least hits his 40s
bring it up during step 3, he probably swerve the car from SHOCK. step 4, he'd laugh, thinking you're joking... but if you're being pretty serious, he needs you to stop playing w him rn unless you wanna crash or be late
regardless of step, i hope your destination is close because he cannot focus anymore, now that the thought is out there the car feels small and hot
but i have to entertain the thought too because i've thought about it before n it eats up my brain every time LOL
like i said, a younger cove would get so flustered if your hand travels up his thigh, palming him through his jeans.. by the time you pull down his zipper, he's already looking to pull over
but imagine an older cove encouraging you go down on him while he drives.
"it's a long drive to my mom's, i need you to help keep me awake"
even though it's his idea, he makes you do all the work. you have to get him hard, undo his pants.. he's driving after all, you can't expect him to focus on anything but the road
eases his chair back a bit once you get to a stop light, being oh so kind to give you enough room
groans and tries to focus while you're going down on him, your spit running down his balls, staining his jeans. your throat is so warm around him, your tongue circling around his pretty cock head
don't get cocky and try to distract him, as much as he loves your enthusiasm, your hands working his balls while you take as much of him down your throat as you can, pulling off and lavishing his leaky head with attention from your tongue..
he'd growl, forcing his eyes to stay focused on the road. he wishes he could just throw his head back and focus on the heat and wetness of your mouth, but he can't
grips your hair as he slows down for a red light, don't tease him so much. "fuck, i can't focus when you do that.."
tries not to look at you, tries to ignore how your lips are swollen and shiny with spit and cum and how flushed, and lidded your eyes are, giving you a sultry expression.
"don't blame me. you wanted this, so focus on the road."
can't even argue with you about that... but he does get a bit of revenge when you're stuck in traffic, too far behind to see whats up.
another big big brain worm... you n cove getting up to stuff in the car, and there's some truckers next to you. i can't get that video i saw of a trucker saying he saw sooo many women getting off while on their way to work, stuck in traffic.
cove can't ignore that there's a big truck next to you, the guy easily able to see inside. doesn't care when the guy looks over either.
just tells you that it'll be awhile before you move.. and tangles his fingers in your hair, thrusting up into your mouth, throwing his head back while you moan and whimper around his length, the vibrations going straight through him.
forces your head down while he finishes, his cum filling your mouth, his spend spilling past your lips and you can't help but whine. maybe at the loss, maybe at the mess.. who knows
at least he's darling enough to offer you a tissue <3
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mondaysoct · 6 hours
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Listen– Simon and reader with "there's only a bottle of water left" trope you think? 👀 Like, he's having his greatest time and pleasure to indulge your need for water maybe in the middle of mission or whatever, and you're just so so thirsty and take no bs because you just want to drink, and if it means you have to fight Ghost over a bottle of water then what? However instead he gives that to you, he drink all for himself and you think your throat can't be more thirsty but no no girl, he has his own way to make sure you stay hydrated, by all means including mouth to mouth drinking– *bonk*
hi honey, thank you for your request i'm very pleased to work on this,,, this is soooo precious😣🫶🏻 well, here you go. thank you for your patience, and i hope you like this❤️
Simon Riley x Fem!Reader
—content warning: slight smut
—word count: 0.6k
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“Let's go."
He sets off for the safe place away from crowded, his long strides outpacing your shorter ones. You have to rush a little bit to keep up with him. He doesn't even turn to look at you, expecting you to follow him.
“You walk too fast.” You ran to him.
"I prefer to move fast rather than waste time," he grumbles, slowing down just a bit as he waits for you to catch up. He doesn't speak as you two make your way across a small clearing in the forest.
Your stomach growls at this very moment, loud enough for him to hear it. He knew you haven’t eaten today, so does he.
“Simon, give me your bottle.” You start begging again.
Simon watches you, his gaze softening ever so slightly. There's something about the way you look up at him, the pleading in your eyes, that makes him feel...hot.
He crosses his arms and lets out a small huff. "Not this argument again," he mutters.
Simon and you have been on a long and rugged mission, with no end in sight. You've been through thick and thin, always relying on each other to get through. But now, after days of trudging through the wilderness, you're both parched and thirsty.
You knew he has been saving the bottle of water for himself, planning to drink the entire thing when he is most in need. However, you are struggling to cope with the extreme thirst and heat. You have been asking him several times, but he has been refusing, insisting that he needs it more than you do.
You finally snap. You challenge him to a fight over the bottle of water, determined to get ahold of it no matter what.
"Smart girl. I’d like to see you try." The corner of his lips curls up ever so slightly, the hint of humor in his voice almost caught by you.
There is a brief struggle, but Simon is larger and stronger than you. He manages to restrain you and takes the bottle of water for himself.
You pissed but you tried to ignore it, he noticed and asked you if you were okay. When you admitted that you were extremely thirsty, he pulled the bottle of water from his backpack and handed it to you.
He knew your throat was desperate for moisture, and he had a plan to make sure you stayed hydrated. He approached you with the water-filled bottle in his hand and brought it to your mouth.
But instead of drinking it yourself, he took the cap off, picks it up, raises it to his lips, and took a swig.
He drinks all the water himself until the last drop is gone. Once the bottle is empty, he looks at you.
"That's it?" You demanded, anger and desperation burning in your voice. "You drank the whole bottle without leaving anything for me?"
He cups his hands around your mouth. Then, abruptly, he presses his lips against yours. It takes a moment to understand what he's doing, but soon it becomes clear, he's giving you water, directly from his own mouth, letting you drink from his lips.
At first, you take small, tentative gulp, savoring the cool, refreshing water as it flows down your throat.
You feel his tongue on your lips, and as you open your mouth, you feel the cool moisture run down your throat.
You drink deeply, savoring the sweet taste of the water as it runs down your throat.
After a few sips, you start to feel dizzy and light-headed. You pull away from him, realizing that what he was doing.
You have no words. You just stare back at him, feeling your heart racing.
“You-... How did you-"
He places a finger to your lips to cut you off.
He takes the cap from the bottle, screws it back on, and puts it back in his packet.
“Let’s moving.” He commands.
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Thanks for reading ♡
just say this is bonus. idk why i attached this, simon's kiss above not too spicy. but this vid gimme inspiration for this writing... so yeah..
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solargeist · 2 days
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Cold isn't the absence of heat like the last anon said, like basically hot and cold don't exist since something can't be objectively cold while it can definitely be low in temperature. Where we get the feeling of cold and hot is that our bodies are just really sensitive to changes in temp and they prefer to be in a slightly warmer temp than our body temp, so whenever we get the feeling of being cold or hot, it's just our bodies telling us "Hey do something about this!!"
So no cold is not the absence of heat and you could argue that there wouldn't be too much temp change in the end since there's no weather or sun for the matter. But like otherwise it would just be room temp and it would feel comfortable since our bodies prefer that.
yeah sorry for rambling a got a lil pressed about "cold is absence of heat" because that's simply not true
i dont know what anyones saying to me im just a bystander but i appreciate it i am imagining the end as room température . whatever that is to the viewer . 15-20c / 60-70f is Comfortable to me but might not be to others, so its up to whoever's interprétation . Probably gets pretty weird after awhile though. Grian doesn't feel anything cold, nor anything hot til they let him cook something
Probably crazy to adjust to in hermitcraft, how sensitive température is
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wrestlezaynia · 3 days
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Synopsis: Sami and Kevin playfully wrestle for the Intercontinental Championship. The stipulation of the match? Whoever makes the other moan first is declared the winner. Who will come out on top?
Warning: Must be 18+ to read under cut.
Sami emerges from the bathroom wearing only the Intercontinental Championship. "So...what do you think?" He asks with a sly grin.
A glint emerges in Kevin's pale blue eyes at the titillating scene before him. A devilish smirk tugging at his lips as he grips Sami's hips, pulling him towards the bed. "Beau." He replies in a hushed whisper.
A gasp spills from Sami's lips as Kevin pulls him near, their eyes locked. "Thank you for your support Kev, it means the world to me." He whispers back, his soft doe eyes filled with adoration. "This is ours."
Kevin shakes his head in response, smiling lovingly as he gently tucks a strand of crimson behind Sami's ear. "No Sami, it's yours, you've earned this." He counters, admiring how good the title looks around his slender waist. "You better watch your back though, because I'm coming for it next." He warns, shoving Sami playfully on his back before pinning his wrists above his head. "One," he proceeds to count, pressing his lips to Sami's. "Two," he continues, kissing him again. "Three. And the neeeeeeew Intercontinental Champion, Kevin Owens!"
Sami giggles in between kisses, feeling himself falling even deeper in love with Kevin, if that was possible. "You're disqualified for kissing interference." Sami rebuttals as the giggling intensifies.
Sami has the most adorable laugh Kevin has ever heard as it fills the otherwise quiet room, echoing off of the paper thin walls. "How about a rematch?" Kevin asks, a noticeable gleam in his eye. "You versus me, one on one, anything goes and I do mean anything." He adds, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
Sami smiles fondly at Kevin, the kind of smile reserved exclusively for your soulmate. "I've got a better idea." He responds, his honey eyes twinkling with mischief. "Whoever is able to make the other moan first is declared the winner." A devious grin spreading across his bearded face.
A self-satisfied smirk twists at Kevin's lips, feigning arrogance. When, in reality, he knows this is a fight he isn't going to win. Sami is and always has been his greatest weakness, his Achilles heel. "This is going to be the easiest championship I've ever won!" He quips smugly.
"We'll see about that." Sami counters with a smirk of his own, knowing exactly where to touch to drive Kevin wild. "On the count of three we start kissing." He instructs, eyes drifting to Kevin's lips. "One...two...mpfh." Sami whimpers as Kevin pulls him into a fiery kiss.
Patience has never been Kevin's strong suit, especially when it comes to Sami. The guy doesn't know when to shut up, so he decides to take matters into his own hands. Hands that are gently cradling Sami's face, kissing him soft and deep as a sigh of contentment escapes him.
The kiss catches Sami by surprise, but he gladly welcomes it, kissing Kevin back with fervor as he wraps his arms tightly around his waist.
When their lips are forced to part, they remain close, holding onto one another as they steady their breathing. They press their foreheads together and stare deeply into each other's eyes, contemplating their next move. "You know you're going to lose, right?" Kevin asks, a shit-eating grin spreading across his lips. "You can't resist me." He adds softly, whispering in Sami's ear. "Ce titre est aussi bon que le mien."
Feeling Kevin's hot breath ghosting against his ear sends shivers down Sami's spine as he continues to whisper sweet nothings to him in their native tongue. He doesn't have the fondest clue what he's saying (aside from a few keywords Kevin taught him), but hearing his soft, husky voice speaking to him in French is a major turn-on. "Kev." He murmurs breathlessly, the heat pooling between his legs.
Kevin is forced to bite his bottom lip to stifle any noise from escaping, but Sami is making it so hard, in more ways than one. Temperatures rise when Kevin licks the shell of Sami's ear, smirking as he feels his body tremble beneath him followed by a muffled gasp. "I thought your laugh was the prettiest sound in the world. I was wrong, it's your moans.” Kevin remarks, taking the lobe gently into his mouth.
Sami wants to argue that it wasn't a moan, it was a gasp but the objection dies as soon as Kevin nibbles on his earlobe. He can feel himself coming undone, his body shaking with desire. He can't take this anymore, he's ready to submit. He's ready for Kevin to take him. "Make love to me, Kev." He breathes, his voice barely above a whisper.
Kevin inhales sharply at Sami's breathless plea, his heart beating fast as they make eye contact. "Looks like I won." He smugly boasts.
"No," Sami counters, reaching up to cup Kevin's cheek. "We both did."
A/N: I accidentally deleted the request bestie, but thanks for sending it in! If you have a request, feel free to send a prompt to my inbox. Thank you for reading, as always! 😊
@loki69zowens, @wrestlingdespairings, @domripley, @who-do-you-want-to-be, @sizzlingavenuestrawberry. Tags are broken, RIP. 💀
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pisscrossiant · 20 hours
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Dragon age origins ROMANCE Headcanons [part 1?]
Starting with my favorites to least favorites
Leliana
She is a major cuddler, she's constantly hugging, spooning, and kissing you when she gets the chance.
She always stays by your side during battle she's too worried to leave you alone in case you getting hurt.
She constantly has nightmares where you betray her like Marjolaine did, or where you are murdered by Marjolaine.
She loves playing with your hair, she'll put bows in it, she'll braid it, put it in pigtails or twin braids, if she's sitting next to you she'll reach over to your hair so she can twirl it in her fingers.
Zevran
He's big on aftercare, he'll make sure you're comfortable afterwards, make sure you're clean and warm, he'll get you food. It's one of his ways to show you how much he cares.
He loves PDA, he likes showing people that you're with him. Whether this is grabbing you by the waist, kissing you, or holding your hand, he finds someway to show his love.
He's had nightmares of you being in Rinna's place, or of Talisan killing you (this one's inspired by a post I saw)
He constantly hangs on you, he'll have his arms wrapped around your shoulders, holding you from behind and resting his head on your shoulder, wrapping his arm around your torso, anything he just hangs on you when y'all are doing anything together.
Morrigan
She has a hard time adjusting to being loved, she never experienced love from her mother or any other person so it takes a while for her to get used to you expressing your love for her.
Instead of holding your hand or holding your torso like the others, when walking she'll just walk very close to you. Even though you're together doesn't mean she constantly wants to be touched.
She's had thoughts of what could happen to you, you either dying at a darkspawns hand or dying when you slay the arch demon. She has thoughts like that constantly, she's terrified that is what will become of you one day.
She gets very possessive of you to people she doesn't know/doesn't like, she'll pretty much latch onto you and give terrifying glares to the person you're talking too.
Alistair
He gets so embarrassed when anyone mentions how cute you two are together, or how he looks at you. He'll turn into a stuttering mess if someone talks about your relationship.
He doesn't like PDA or anything besides holding hands and hugs, but behind closed doors He's attached to you, he's hugging you, kissing you, etc. He won't leave you alone.
He constantly lays awake at night thinking about how you could die at any moment, how you can die easily by a darkspawn if the camp is ambushed, how an assassin can take you out, how you will most likely die if you kill the arch demon. He doesn't get much sleep because of it.
He's very awkward, this is his first relationship after all, he doesn't know what to do when he's around you or how to act, he's honestly just a hot mess half the time.
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Might make this into a series, I will gladly take any Headcanon requests if anyone has any prompts they want me to talk about!
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statementlou · 9 months
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i’m sorry to bring this up again, but i wanted to ask how are you making sense of harry having his former girlfriend’s name tattooed on his thigh if you don’t think they were really together? i’m not a larrie and i follow you for your louis content, but i respect your opinions, so i guess i’m coming more from a place of curiosity rather than seeking reassurance. do you not even entertain for one second the idea that you might’ve been wrong about things? that harry was really in a relationship with olivia? that he might actually be attracted to women? that he might’ve been with louis once upon a time but not anymore? have you ever challenged your confirmation bias? again, i’m not trying to attack you, i really just want to understand where you stand. i hope u don’t take this the wrong way.
well first of all you bring up the very good point that there are actually multiple Qs at play and not just one, despite the fandom's (and my) attempts to simplify things. I personally am open to the possibility that Harry and Louis are no longer together- we don't have enough info to say for sure either way about that, and I am constantly recalibrating and considering and I'm going to be totally honest, getting flat out ANNOYED at how often I find myself being like oh damn they ARE still (or again) together ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? Because it seems so improbable and illogical! You think I don't KNOW I sound fucking crazy?! Absolutely infuriating, and yet there are just all these little Things all the time. Plus ofc the fact that they both constantly wink wink larrie stuff to the fandom which could just be playing to the crowd... except then they both continually take it that little extra way that makes me go oh but... you really didn't NEED to go THERE that seems VERY pointed?? But also sometimes I go well. Okay, maybe not. Since they both seem super happy at this point, it doesn't stress me out to think they might have split, the way it would if they seemed miserable and were still churning out heartbreak songs, but it's schrodingers relationship and with all the savvy they've acquired around this stuff and all the balls they're keeping in the air wrt to fandom etc that's unlikely to change in favor of us knowing anything for sure for a very long time, if ever. But I do not doubt that they WERE together, it's simply not realistic. The evidence of it is overwhelming and imo undeniable when taken all together. And the thing is that knowing one thing with certainty (that they were together back when), having really looked at the things that happened during that time, does actually have a lot of bearing on the rest of it even if they aren't together anymore. Because knowing that and having seen the way fake relationships to make them seem straight were managed back then means that when I see the EXACT SAME things being done in the current day, like they are working from a fucking blueprint, no, I don't look at that and think it might be real. I know that Louis and Eleanor wasn't real in... whenever they allegedly got together lol, that story still isn't even quite straight, so why would I believe they were together in 2020? And if I know Louis has a tattoo for a fake girlfriend why would it change my mind about a million things I can see with my own eyes if Harry did the same (if indeed he even has who tf knows)? So despite what I said at the beginning, in the end it kind of does just come down to the one question people are always asking, are you a larrie? Because when you've actually been down the rabbit hole of details that ends up with you saying yes to that question, it's like acquiring a rosetta stone that unlocks the ability to read everything else, like putting on xray glasses, and I look at what is so obviously a publicity relationship (holivia) and whether H and L are still together has nothing to do with why I don't think it's real. Like could a celeb relationship be both used in typical ways for publicity and be or become real on some level (looking at you Liam, heyyy), sure, but for this question the fact that I have never seen Harry show the slightest sign of attraction to a woman in his whole life and he so clearly embraces and identifies so strongly with gay male culture in every possible way and never shuts up about how much he loves cock does play into my thinking; I simply do not think he is attracted to women, no, and I have yet to see him do anything that doesn't seem consistent with things a closeted pop star might chose to do. So in conclusion yes I have challenged my bias and decided I'm right lol! But for real- all the time I consider that they perhaps aren't together but that isn't really the point when it comes to believing they are gay.
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I think some folks MAY have gotten the wrong idea about how I feel about Circe with some of my posts. So, to clear the air...
Homies, I love that fucked up sorceress.
I love how we're never given a reason why she turns people into animals. That's so funny and so awful. And another potion-making magic gal?!?! I love that she's just basically vibing on an island doing whatever she wants. I even love the fact that she scares Odysseus shitless! She's morally gray and that's why she's FUN.
I just sincerely hate when people try to girlboss her or have her be a victim of SA when she never was Looking at you, Miller. Especially when she was actually the one who coerced Odysseus in exchange for his men being transformed back into humans. And even then, while he was clearly afraid of her, (it's in the language of the Odyssey) she likely meant him no harm after a certain point. He just didn't know that.
Why does she need a reason to do awful things? Why can't she just be a goddess who does whatever she wants? That's the reason why I love her!!! She's fucked up!!! :D
I hate what the Telegony did to her as well! >:( You're telling me, this sorceress goddess, who makes potions (!!!) wouldn't have magic contraceptives??? Would WANT CHILDREN?!?! WITH THE PATHETIC WIFEMAN?! No. Fuck no. Eugammon of Cyrene, I have beef with you 🤬
Anyways!!! Understand all the "#anti circe" I have is simply Anti "Girlboss Circe" or the book. I genuinely think she's neat af as her morally gray, fucked up sorceress self and just get frustrated with...everything :'D
#I have these same feelings with Medea and Medusa and so many others. Penelope too. Let them do something fucked up just to be fucked up#I'm a “god forbid women do anything” in the sense of 'she did a fucked up thing. That's why she's fascinating. Don't take her awfulness#away from her!!! please! I wanna study her under a microscope!'😭#PLEASE#...I actually kind of don't like the idea of her actually caring about her nymphs :P maybe she “protects them” but like...#I see her as a “Why are all of you dancing? Oh. it's a birthday? hm okay. Just make sure your duties are done.” while not caring#whose birthday it is. She's not really shown to be close to them during the Odyssey and idk just seems in character for her to not give af#save me morally gray circe#<-making that a tag now because...yeah. She absolutely wouldn't save me though.#Mad rambles#shot by odysseus#anti madeline miller#anti circe#<-THE BOOK! I HATE THE BOOK! LET HER BE AWFUL YOU COWARDS#Why do women need to be SA'ed to be strong Miller?! >:(#...Ima say it. The pathetic wifeman is more relatable to me than Hot Snake Monster Lady when it comes to this stuff.😤#I just sincerely hate the fact that people erase what happened to him you know? It's silly but it means a lot to me.#Also I think she got bored of him immediately and simply let him chill at her place.#She's a goddess. She's got better things to do and she absolutely doesn't love him and he absolutely doesn't want her.#I don't have with Eugammon btw. He's dead and I'm exaggerating but I STILL hate the Telegony >:(#tw sa#kind of??? idk#barely mentioned but yeah#Calypso though?? Yeah. I hate her in practically everything except Pirates of the Caribbean because that's not Odyssey Calypso
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