#decided to color these and i'm kinda satisfied with how the coloring turned out

[ghostsvacuumcleaner]

Metamorphose | 2k

my masterlist | ao3 ✦ Pairing: Simon "Ghost" Riley x f!reader ✦ Summary: You and Simon deal with the pain of losing a baby. ✦ TW and general warnings: established relationship, angst, fluff, sensitive content (abortion), depression and eating disorder mentions, it's painful but he comforts you

A/N: Hi everyone! Since I'm working hard on some requests I've received and in the next chapter of Shades of Red, I decided to release this kinda old drabble of mine here. I'm not too satisfied with how it ended up but enoughly to post, so enjoy <3

I'd also like to mention that I have a taglist for my longfic Shades of Red but not one for my general writing and drabbles so I'll make a post for it, but till then, if anyone's interested in being tagged in my general posts and drabbles, please let me know <3

The sky is colored in blue, pink and purple.

Mostly blue.

You stare outside of the window while it changes, a golden yellow sun by the morning that rises; it spent too much time burning bright in the also bright blue sky. You counted the hours till it started descending. Now, the sun was nothing more than a little line by the horizon, and the sky was fading into cold colors, fading into the cold night. 

You feel hungry, but it felt wrong to eat knowing you’d be sick of your stomach the second food hits it. You’re not in town anymore, Simon decided it would be better if the two of you took some time out in the country, where it was safe and you’d have time and space to do the things you loved. Running with your dog, swimming in the lake, breathing the fresh air. Truth is, you don’t feel like doing anything. Your legs are too tired, you’re sleepy, you’re tired. You’re very tired. 

You heard him on the phone earlier. His voice was hoarse and low, he argued you wouldn’t want to receive visits. You could tell whoever it was - was insisting, pushing him too hard into allowing them to visit you. He blatantly denied, and you could feel his mood changing in a bit of seconds, his patience running low and the moment he turned off and let out a huge snort; and it had been perhaps two hours since that happened.

You let out a tired sigh, your empty sad eyes stare down at a small sign of movement under the window you were staring at. A little cocoon, seeming to be still inhabited, was hanging from a little line in there. You knew it was supposed to keep hanging till the moment that little caterpillar metamorphosed into a butterfly, and broke the shell, flying out freely. But for some reason you can’t understand - as well as many things in nature, this one cocoon is about to fall.

Your shaky hands reach out for it and before it hit the ground, you carefully pull it and it detaches without a second guess. You take a small look around the room and grab a small empty cup where the water you were supposed to have drunk evaporated, and place the small thing inside of it.

“There you go.” You mutter, the first time you hear your own voice in days, maybe weeks. 

Some things aren’t supposed to happen. And you’re not supposed to die without being conceived the chance of living, even if only for a day.

You reach for Simon downstairs, minutes later. Looking pale for the lack of food you’ve been putting yourself through, tired for even standing, collateral effects of the strong medication you’re taking for the sake of your life. 

“Baby.” You mutter, and he turns instantly from the alluring stare he was giving the fireplace. Your man’s sitting in a cozy armchair, drinking tea - cold at this point - and dissociating just like yourself. You blame yourself for a second: how can you put him through so much? Isn’t he suffering as much as you, why are you isolating him?

“Yes, my love?” He quickly responds, like he craves for hearing more of you. “Another nightmare?” he asks, standing to come closer to you.

You shook your head. “No… I found this.” you show the cup between your hands; Simon doesn’t seem to get it at first glance. “A butterfly. It’ll come out anytime, the cocoon is moving.” you state.

“Oh.” He raises an eyebrow, and sighs a little. “What a cute thing… Should we put it in the garden?” He asks, so much calm in his voice you feel yourself a little lighter. 

“I want to see it.” You state. “The butterfly, I don’t know what type it will be, I’m curious.” 

Simon looks at you like love would, if love was a person. He’s as tired as you, you can tell. Maybe his legs work a bit more than yours and his hands have the capacity of doing the hard work still, but his mind is as empty as yours.

“Of course.” He nods, and reaches for his own coat, placing it around your shoulders. You feel warm and cozy to the smell of him. “We can watch, come on.” he suggests, and grabs onto your hand. 

His squeeze is light and calm, and your body follows him instinctively, not thinking about anything but the comfort you crave right now.

For the past few days, the only thing you could think of was the void in your belly. The void you haven’t felt in months; when you told him you were pregnant, Simon stared at you in complete despair and horror for at least ten excruciating silent minutes. You weren’t used to the idea as well, you’d have to interrupt your current work, you’d have to dedicate yourself to learn the slightest about being a mother.

It is a lie that every woman is born knowing how to hold a baby. When the two of you would visit some of your friends and their children, you’d try to picture yourself as holding your own baby instead of holding theirs. You couldn’t. They’d tell you that oh, god, don’t hold him like this, while laughing. But for you that was a sinful despairing moment.

Simon knew better than you, as a matter of fact. He held babies correctly, unintentionally - but very correctly. 

You didn’t know if you were supposed to feel envious of his natural ability or proud of having this man as a daddy to your baby. 

You learnt to love the little thing growing in your belly. He did, too. He would often bring gifts to you - keeping track with your cravings, and also buying things for the baby. Baby’s little room would be full soon enough. This little creature who wasn’t even born yet was everywhere around your house. The worries about conciliating Simon’s work with your pregnancy were starting to catch the two of you off guard, and soon as he asked for a license to take care of his pregnant wife, that day. That night. So much pain, so much blood. He wasn’t a small lifeless fetus anymore, it was a whole baby. It was a girl. She had a name. 

Some things aren’t supposed to happen. 

“Your parents want to visit.” He mutters, the two of you sitting in the swinging chairs by the garden, surrounded by dozens of different kinds of flowers. The weather is fairly cold, but you don’t feel it with his coat around yourself. “Told them you wouldn’t want to.

“I don’t.” You agree. “Tell them I need time.”

“I did.” He fixes the coat you have around yourself, and glares into you as the sky fades into deeper tones of dark blue. “I was a little less polite than that, but I did.”

“If you weren’t, they wouldn’t listen.” You argue, looking at him now, too. Your eyes fall deep into the void of his own. 

For the first time in those two painful weeks, you can feel his pain flowing through his damaged soul. Like yours. 

“I know. Terribly stubborn blood you have, dear.” he mutters, moving your hair off your face. “Did you manage to eat something today?”

“No. I’m sorry.” You mutter, your voice failing for the first time.

“Don’t do this to me.” His voice comes out pained like yours. He closes his eyes, and his jaw clenches in sadness when he sees the tears start gleaming through your eyes. “Don’t apologize. Don’t cry…” he asks in an almost begging voice.

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry, love, this is all my fault, it’s-” you catch your breath in your throat and suddenly, you’re falling apart. Days of nothing, weeks of not feeling anything but pain in your chest, despair, panic, and now you’re falling apart in front of him. Your tears stream down your face like overflowing rivers. “It’s my fault.” You say, grabbing handfuls of your hair and tugging your face on your knees. 

Simon feels his own eyes get drenched as he can’t hold his own rivers by seeing you like this. He kneels down to the ground in front of you, pulling your hands from your hair, carefully stopping you from hurting yourself; feels excruciating to him to be able to do nothing.

“It’s not your fault. None of this is your fault.” He mutters, and you feel your body moving up. He holds you like you’re lightweight and takes his seat where you were sat at, now, holding you like a baby against his lap. You tuck your face on his chest now, the tears wetting his shirt, your painful voice coming out in low groans of pain, a painful cry of a mother who lost her children. The sad dead eyes of a father who watched this happening and couldn’t do nothing about it. The grief of parents, who didn’t have the chance of raising their children.

“Why? It hurts so much, so much.” You say beneath your cry, your eyes drenched, your face red from all of the crying. His hand is caressing the back of your head as he silently cries.

“I know. I know it hurts.” his voice is almost a blow of the wind, a whisper. “I can’t possibly know how it feels for your, my darling, but it feels bloody excruciating to me, everyday. I miss her all of the time.” He admits, his voice like the one of a kid who just lost its parents. “I miss talking to her, feeling her kick in. I miss her.” 

For the past few days, the two of you seemed to be speaking in foreign languages.

Couldn’t understand each other. Couldn’t comprehend. He was in pain, so were you. None of you could see each other, understand each other. The two of you needed space. The fights, the screaming, his complaints about your refusal to get help and your anger for not feeling understood.

Right now, you feel understood.

Who could understand a grieving mother more, than the kid’s grieving father?

You miss moments that didn’t exist. That didn’t even happen.

You shouldn’t have died without even getting the chance of living. Even if for a day.

“I’d give anything to have a day with her. A fucking day, just one.” You mutter in admission, as you hug in his arms and feel his warmth start to make you calmer by the second. Simon closes his eyes in acknowledgement.

“Me too, darling. And I don’t know what can we possibly do so this hurts any less, but I’m pretty sure we can make it easier if we’re together in this.” He affirms, his hand reaching for your face and washing away your tears. You look at his eyes for the very first time in weeks now. “We face it together.” 

The sky is painted in dark blue now as night approaches and the cold finally starts rising completely. You feel it hitting your skin, as Simon has you in his arms and you hum a low lullaby to the air. He runs his hand across your belly like he somehow tries to heal you from the void you’ve been feeling.

If she feels empty, then I’ll fill her with my own love.

You close your eyes and even though in this terribly uncomfortable position, you feel warm, and you feel cared. You rest. You fall asleep in a matter of seconds

None of you had awakened in time to see the cocoon hatch and the butterfly fly out. But for the past months, for the past years - when you were facing the task of emptying your baby’s room along with Simon, or when you were working - and even in other times, when you’d catch yourself thinking about her, you’d see a blue butterfly flying around you. 

Simon was too skeptical to believe, but even so, he’d always catch every butterfly he’d see, and bring it to you. “Look, who’s coming to visit!”

#simon ghost x reader #ghost cod #simon ghost riley #simon riley x you #simon ghost riley x reader #cod fic #simon riley fluff

[coryothesub]

Peacekeeper Boy

So I decided to do a little experiment and put a sub twist on Coryo's peacekeeper era. 

!!! Warning: slight mentions of sexual abuse

nsfw / mdni / pk!sub!coryo / district!dom!reader

“Do you know what the penalty is for attacking a peacekeeper?” Coryo spoke through gritted teeth, holding his hand to the back of his head, feeling a nasty bump forming there.

He was sitting on the floor, leaning against your front door, primal rage burning in his icy blue eyes.

“I didn't attack you. You were trespassing,” you answered in a calm voice, putting the pan back on the stove.

“Those are my rights given by the law,” the boy snarled.

“I'm gonna report you to my commander! You are gonna pay for this, you stupid district slut!”

You approached him and slapped him across the face, the sound echoing in the walls of your tiny shack.

“Didn't your mama teach you how to speak to a lady?” you grabbed his face in a rough grip making him flinch in pain. You noticed a glimpse of fear in his eyes. As much as he saw district people as inferior, he was terrified at the thought of finding himself at the direct mercy of their savage nature.

You let the boy go and gave him a sarcastic smile.

“Looks like I put some color in those pale cheeks. I’ve noticed you around. You're the prettiest of them all. Do they pass you around at the barracks?”

“W-what?” the young man stuttered. Considering his barely there sexual experience he didn't quite understand the implications. But something about your tone was telling him that he was being mocked.

You smiled at him again, your expression much softer this time. His cluelessness was kinda adorable.

“I mean do the other peacekeepers use you for satisfying their… Needs?” you brushed your thumb over his pink luscious lips. They would look so fine wrapped around someone's fat cock.

“No!” the boy turned his face away from you, looking terrified and disgusted at the thought.

“We are here to serve the country.”

“Oh yeah?” you chuckled.

“All the folks around here know exactly how you're serving your country. However, maybe we could find a way for you to serve your country really well if you behaved.”

The blonde boy looked at you with a genuine confusion in his eyes. He was so pretty like that.

“What's your name, peacekeeper boy?”

“Coriolanus Snow.”

“Oh, that's very fancy. Sounds like we have a little Capitol ratling here. Do your friends also call you Coriolanus Snow?”

Coriolanus swallowed thickly.

“No, they call me Coryo. I don't think you and I are friends though.”

“Oh, Coryo,” you moved your hips making your skirt flutter in the air so that the boy would notice that you were wearing no panties. 

“We can fix that any time. You only have to promise me you'll be a good boy.”

Coryo’s breath hitched at the sight of your bare pussy, he froze in place looking up at you with big dumb blue eyes. It seemed like you had broken his brain.

“What’s the matter?” you let your thumb caress his cheek, as your bare foot found the growing bulge between his thighs. You pressed against it gently, causing him to let out a little whimper.

“Didn’t you come here for this? To take what's yours by law and order?” you couldn't help but mock him again, reciting the lines that other peacekeepers had said to your friends during such unexpected nighttime visits.

“N-no…” Coryo tried to lie but the deep blush that filled his cheeks told you everything you needed to know.

He felt extremely embarrassed by how helpless and aroused he felt being just an inch away from crying and begging you to do whatever you wanted to him.

“Oh, you’re such a liar, Coryo,” you sighed, pressing your foot against his hardening dick so hard it hurt.

“I won't lie, I’ll behave, I promise,” Coryo blurted out, feeling a lump in his throat. He was about to burst out in tears.

“You’ll be a good boy for me?”

Coryo nodded.

“Use your words!”

“Yes.”

His voice was soft and broken. You felt warmth building up in your lower abdomen. It was his compliance that made you impossibly wet.

You removed your foot from his groin and put it on his shoulder, revealing your wet cunt right before his eyes.

“Lick it!” you instructed.

Coryo moved closer and sat on his knees for better access. He started licking between your folds as if he was trying to lap up your juices. The boy was clearly clueless of what he was doing.

“Higher!” you gave another command.

Coryo moved up a few millimeters and the tip of his nose bumped against your swollen clit, making you shiver. He noticed your movement and repeated the same drill a few more times.

Hearing a soft moan escaping your lips, Coryo started making small circles around your sweet spot using his tongue.

“Oh, Coryo!” you moaned above him. He took it as encouragement and wrapped his lips around your clit. He sucked hungrily, then let his tongue dance around it for a moment.

You let out sharp gasps each time the tip of his tongue touched your sensitive bud. You could feel your juices dripping down your inner thigh already. This little Capitol basterd was making you feel so good.

“You're a fast learner, peacekeeper boy,” you praised him as he looked up at you with the prettiest puppy eyes you'd ever seen.

“Now, why don't you put those slender fingers to use.”

Coryo stopped and looked at his hand in slight confusion.

“Did I tell you to stop?” you grabbed his head, making him whine as you touched the bump from your previous altercation and shoved his face back between your thighs.

Coryo kept working his tongue against your clit, pushing one finger inside you carefully.

“Good boy!” you exclaimed ecstatically, almost as if you were singing.

Feeling reassured, Coryo added another finger and started moving them in and out at a steady pace. 

“Fuck,” he hummed against your clit as your leaking pussy sucked in his digits so easily. 

A series of lewd moans filled the room as Coryo kept exploring your slit, curling his fingers just every time he reached anything that seemed like a sensitive spot.

You threw your head back, panting and cursing, fucking yourself against his fingers.

“Fucking hell, Coriolanus Snow, you’re so damn good at this!”

The sounds you were making went straight to Coryo's dick which was now aching with arousal within the confines of his pants.

You tightened your grip on his buzzed head making him fight for air as his face was completely buried in your pussy.

“I’m so close,” you whispered under your breath as Coryo's fingers kept fucking you relentlessly.

A few moments later you came all over his face and fingers, drenching the boy in your warm juices.

He looked up at you, completely pussy drunk, his face glistening from your cum, his eyes bleary and his cock impossibly hard in his pants. 

“You look delightful,” you said, caressing his cheek. 

“And you did so well… Pretty talented for a Capitol boy, huh! C'mere!” you grabbed him by his dog tags and pulled him up on his feet.

“Will you let me kiss you?” he pleaded adorably.

You nodded and he cupped your face, meeting your lips in a gentle kiss that tasted like your orgasm. You were floating in blissful dizziness as you were still coming down from your heights.

Coryo felt your hand pressing against his crotch, which made him flinch.

“Relax, baby,” you whispered against his lips, palming him through the thick fabric of his pants. He felt so big and hard underneath.

You exchanged kisses that were occasionally interrupted by his cute little moans. 

Your pace sped up as Coryo started thrusting his hips against your hand syncing with your movements.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “I think I’m going to…”

The sentence was cut off by a loud moan as he climaxed, shooting his load inside his pants.

“Now, look at the mess you made,” you giggled, pointing at the wet spot forming in the crotch area of his pants.

Coryo gave you the most confused and embarrassed look letting you bask in his shame one more time.

“I'm messing with you,” you pressed a little kiss to the tip of his nose and he smiled at you sheepishly.

“You did good, peacekeeper boy.”

“It was amazing,” he whispered, unable to get the stupid smile off his face.

You opened the door.

“I think you were about to go and have a chat with your commander about me.”

“No, I am not going to report you,” Coryo shook his head.

“Good,” you winked at him. 

“In that case next time you might be allowed to cum outside your pants.”

#coriolanus snow #young coriolanus snow #peacekeeper coriolanus snow #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus x you #coriolanus snow x you #coriolanus snow x reader #thg #the hunger games #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #tbosas #thg tbosas #cts post

[milesmolasses]

Mango’s n Kisses (miles morales x black! reader)

l🇯🇲

cute n kinda short

love me some mangos

Miles stood in the Caribbean marketplace as he stared down at the ringing Facetime call.

"hey baby, um how do I know which one is the best one to buy... mhmm.. i-i'm just gonna turn my camera around and you can look at what they got."

the other day you texted Miles during your nail appointment about your craving for mangos, but they weren’t just any mangos, no no no. they were from a market that you used to live by with your mom when you were younger. this used to be your favorite place growing up because it had all your favorite snacks to eat like plantain chips, big foot chips, milo cubes, etc. however, the one thing you miss most about it was their delicious mangos. so sweet, with a hint of sourness, not too big to the point where they looked like they were pumped with chemicals, but big enough to satisfy your tastes.

you don't go back often because the market was in Queens, but you moved down to Brooklyn a while ago. but whenever you do go back, you make sure to grab some of their best-looking mangos to eat on the way home. however, you haven't been back to the market in a while; school was kicking your ass for a while and you didn't have much time to cross over to a whole new borough.

Miles had been dating you for a while now, so naturally you decided to introduce him to what you considered the best place on earth. when you got home with him, he was hooked on the mangos. he went through a good amount of them on his own, which shocked you because you could barely get through one full mango.

"Jesus Miles the mango not goin' nowhere relax-"

that was about two months ago, and since then you unfortunately, haven't gone back. so when Miles shot you a text asking if you wanted him to pick up some mangos from the market, you smiled a smile so big, the hair lady you went to that day had to ask if you were alright.

my stinka <3: i'm in Queens u want mangos?

Y/N: u fr asking me that???🤨🤨

my stinka <3:ntm on me 🙄

Y/N: sorry ily 🫶🏾

my stinka <3: imma head there rn

my stinka <3: wait how many should i get??

Y/N: idk look for a few good ones

Y/N: like 3? i'm getting my hair done rn imma text u later

half way through your hair process, you got a message from a confused miles asking which ones he should get. you were the one who usually chose what mangos to buy and so miles was there in the market, confused on what to buy.

Y/N: idfk i'm not there

my stinka <3: what color should they be???

Y/N: idfk?? if i was there i would tell u

my stinka <3: u don't even know the color?? bffr

Y/N: don't get at me blame urself! at ur big age u don't know what fruit is ripe and what isn't 💀

my stinka <3: smd

Y/N: LMFAOAOAOOO WE FR LIVIN IN A SASSY MAN APOCALYPSE AND YOU ARE LIVING PROOF💀💀💀

my stinka <3: i'm not sassy 😒

my stinka <3: imma call u hol up

you wait a few seconds for the Facetime call from miles to come in until you realized; only the back half of your hair was done. the rest was standing up on your head in a small bun, you thought you looked a hot mess. when the phone started ringing you answered and quickly turned off your camera before it could connect to miles.

his face popped up on the screen and you could see where he was with all the yummy snacks in the background. "hey bae," he said into his headphone mic.

"hey baby"

"where ya face at? turn on the camera"

"mmm, I'm good! show me the mango"

"umm no, you turn on your camera first"

"I'm getting my hair done Miles"

"and? I wanna see your face baby, please?" he whined a bit into the pleading, pouting out his chapped lips.

...yup, you folded. you couldn't deny him when he asked so sweetly. you turned on the camera but didn't show your whole face. the camera was tilted so he could only really see your forehead, but he was satisfied with what he got.

"you gonna show me when it's done?" he questioned.

"of course, now show me the fruit please," you smiled but of course, he couldn't see it.

when he showed you the fruit, he moved the camera around a bit to show you the whole selection. you told Miles to squeeze the mangos you chose and tell you how they felt.

"take the ones that feel soft, but not too soft those are too sweet," you told him as he felt around the few mangos that you told him to pick up.

"aight, thank you amor. call me when you're almost done with your hair so I can pick you up and see you."

"aww you wanna see me stinka butt?" you faced your camera towards your face so he could see the cute downward smile you had on your face.

"yeah, cutie. imma see you later mama," as you heard him call you a cutie, your heart literally fluttered.

"bye stinka.."

I am fully convinced that miles has chapped lips 💀

he’s definitely sassy too. I stand by that

got so much love for him it might be unhealthy

#miles morales #across the spiderverse #miles morales x reader #spiderman miles morales #milesmolasses

[esther-dot]

Lately I've been toying with the idea that Jon will indeed become king of the FF. It's the only reasonable ending for him, the only one that matches both Jon's show ending and Sansa's book foreshadowing (to marry a king, not a prince, not a king who had been). I think the show ending on such ambiguous (and bitter!) terms for Jon was decided because of the sequel. In other words, I'm considering the possibility that M. will transfer his 5year gap at the end, and we'll see them again at the end after some time will have lapsed and they'll be older and firmly in their positions. But, with this ending I'm afraid we'll only get hints of Jon and Sansa's romance on page, and nothing too explicit (although I guess that it might have a role in Daeny's death).

I think that, throughout the book, the famous "the FF don't kneel" is only meant to be subverted: they will kneel to Jon, after everything he has done for them, and he will probably settle them in the Gift(s). In my opinion, this ending is truly poetic. If ASoIaF is a fairytale, then the hidden prince does not become king because of his inheritance (which he has already foresaken just as he will reject the Targaryen inheritance: so vividly given as "I don't want it!" in the show, lol), but has forged a kingdom for himself, because he is truly worth it. I am not sure that he will go to the Wall because he will be punished, but regardless, he will become king of the FF. If it will be like this, then Jon's ending is the apotheosis of subversions.

And only as an equal will he be able to marry Sansa: when Sansa becomes queen, everybody will want her for her claim twice over, unless her husband is already king. I think this ending is foreshadowed in her ASOS, Sansa IV chapter: two castles in the sky, one black, one grey, become one in all the colors of spring. Note that this is something Sansa sees in the morning sky, meaning after dawn.

And with this explanation I've made peace with the disastrously ambiguous ending of GoT.

I wish you'll make your peace too, Esther!

(old anon btw, anxiously waiting for your posts for years, and now this darn thing made take a name. So be it).

It's so nice to finally "meet" you @justleaves!

I like that reading of book foreshadowing and the mess GoT gave us. You know I can't agree with most of the fandom that we can entirely or even mostly dismiss the show's ending. Too much of it gave me that, "it was always meant to be this way" feeling and since the ending of the show, Jonsas have turned up a lot of foreshadowing for Arya sailing away, King Bran, Dark Dany, Jaime and Cersei dying together...so many things were kinda-sorta right, just presented so horribly they felt wrong!

I've always felt very weird about Jon becoming King of the FF, most of us Jonsas reject that out of hand because it really rubs us the wrong way, but I had a series of anons critical of Martin's handling of aspects of Dany's POV some time ago, particularly how he characterized the Dothraki, and I did go back to read/re-watch some interviews, and I've accepted he doesn't share our sensibilities there, or on a handful of other issues. I hadn't even realized I was projecting when I dismissed the possibility of a kid from a different culture becoming the leader of an indigenous group. To me that is inherently negative. But of course, at the time when Martin began all this, it wasn't generally perceived that way, and we have Mance so...

Right after GoT ended some of us speculated that not including the Gift was why they had Jon ride off past the Wall with the FF, while in the books, he might be responsible for the Gift, so I really like how you've blended the two. I've written before about how it would make sense to me that Jon rejects the Stark/Northern claim and then rejects the Targaryen/Southern claim, and is rewarded in he end for those decisions, and I think it would be a more satisfying resolution to the bastard struggle if he is chosen as a leader because of who he is rather than who his "father" is (whether we mean Ned's son -> KitN or Rhaegar's son -> Targ heir). The way Jon is of the North, has such connections to the Starks (whether as Ned's bastard or Lyanna's boy post parentage reveal) as well as his time with the FF, the understanding he has and care he has for them which others do not, well, it certainly sets him up as a great bridge between the cultures. A person uniquely capable of creating a lasting peace.

I also really like your idea of the time-lapse because a) Sansa's age b) allowing all these revelations time to settle. I can't rationalize how the cast of characters would accept Jon as the legitimized son of Ned, only to turn around and accept that actually he's Lyanna's son, and how they'd be ok with a Jonsa marriage immediately thereafter. And that's not even dealing with how he'll be perceived/the rumors that will be swirling around him post rez and whatever his actions are immediately after. Love it in fics, but when I think about it in Martin's words, hard for me to imagine, so the idea that in a few years after Jon has established himself they'd be able to marry, that makes sense to me.

I think this ending is foreshadowed in her ASOS, Sansa IV chapter: two castles in the sky, one black, one grey, become one in all the colors of spring. Note that this is something Sansa sees in the morning sky, meaning after dawn.

That is a beautiful reading of the scene! I can easily see that being the idea! The other reading I've seen on this is that it's the Jon and Sansa competing claims being joined as the solution to the Northern succession crisis (that may be @agentrouka-blog's spec? I'm not successfully turning anything up atm). I had actually written into the margins in my copy "sounds like Winterfell" by the line about a castle in ruins, and later in ASOS, we have back to back Jon and Sansa chapters that talk about Winterfell and have a weird number of similarities (link). But, specifically, the ruins/rebuilding idea seems like it points to Jon and Sansa's stories converging and allowing them to restore Winterfell together:

The warmth took some of the ache from his muscles and made him think of Winterfell's muddy pools, steaming and bubbling in the godswood. Winterfell, he thought. Theon left it burned and broken, but I could restore it. Surely his father would have wanted that, and Robb as well. They would never have wanted the castle left in ruins. (Jon XII, ASOS) The snow fell and the castle rose. Two walls ankle-high, the inner taller than the outer. Towers and turrets, keeps and stairs, a round kitchen, a square armory, the stables along the inside of the west wall. It was only a castle when she began, but before very long Sansa knew it was Winterfell. She found twigs and fallen branches beneath the snow and broke off the ends to make the trees for the godswood. For the gravestones in the lichyard she used bits of bark. Soon her gloves and her boots were crusty white, her hands were tingling, and her feet were soaked and cold, but she did not care. The castle was all that mattered. Some things were hard to remember, but most came back to her easily, as if she had been there only yesterday. The Library Tower, with the steep stonework stair twisting about its exterior. The gatehouse, two huge bulwarks, the arched gate between them, crenellations all along the top . . . (Sansa VII, ASOS)

So as always, I see the pros, I see the cons, I can't make up my mind, but I'm ok with that. I have no problem talking about GoT/my frustrations when I get an ask, but after I wrote my post canon fic Free, I just...wasn't angry anymore. D&D's choices will always baffle me, I'm disappointed we don't have TWOW yet, but I enjoy the different spec, fics, gifs, and art we have in the Jonsa fandom, so as long as we're all having fun, I'm happy.

I'd love to read any other observations you have about ASOIAF and fairytales, I think posts about parallels with other lit are fascinating!

#jonsa #jon's ending #dot chat #< for filtering

[nagazmulagan]

SUMMER GAMES 🫧

...god, i wish i never spoke.

after many failures concerning love, you decided to give yourself some time and peace, and most importantly, decided to not search for love in vain. that was, unless you saw him. and he abruptly turned your world around.

— childe x reader, modern au kinda, angst. kinda chaotic, kinda weird, kinda disturbing, mentions of death, unsettling relationship dynamic, kind of obnoxious but i haven't written anything for quite some time T__T i need to get back ""in shape"" somehow riiight... so for now yall have to b satisfied with this.. thing but i swear i'm coming back. ᥫ᭡ᥫ᭡

special mention 4 @spierredalay my biggest supporter neva left me🛐🗣️🗣️

you couldn't help but look at your phone screen, wondering if you've done something wrong. after your silly attempts to create any type of bond and getting positive responses, you'd never think that it will end up like this. summer had barely started, and you two were already done? you couldn't help but reminiscence about the beginnings.

you first saw him some time ago, you couldn't really pinpoin, while waiting for your bus. your classes ended up way faster than they were supposed to. you rarely went outside without a reason - specifically in this part of the city. that would explain why you never saw him before. he looked so mysterious, so captivating... definitely the type of guy you'd have a crush on. short ginger hair, flying onto every direction possible, but he still was mesmerising. it definitely suited him.

eyes the color of the sky; like something to look forward to everyday. indicating either calm, beautiful heaven or the consumptive, neverending storm that could wipe out nations. worlds, even. skin so pale you would consider him a vampire: the twilight type of vampire, because he was just oh-so-pretty. everything about him was straight up addicting. you were sure he wasn't about to leave your head for a while.

and so he has not - he continued roaming through your thoughts, consuming every free second in your day to just think about him. him, him and once again him. he was haunting you; aware of that or not, you weren't sure. the only thing that you were absolutely positive about was the fuzzy, butterfly-like feeling in your stomach. you didn't know much about him, right, but is having a silly little crush so bad? not like you were harming anyone.

too bad, you actually were causing harm. to yourself. you were debating; the urge to contact him anyhow so strong it was barely manageable. having a few popular friends had its benefits; one of them recognised him from your depiction and gave you his name. but what would he think of you then? "hi, i saw you one day and was absolutely mesmerised. i was wondering if you maybe wanna go out one day?" wasn't a good idea. in this situation, nothing seemed like a good idea. with your heart desperately aching, you decided to give up on your little crush and live as if nothing has happened. if only you could stay true to your own words...

saturday came. your friends, concerned about your lack of social activites, invited you out to grab a drink and have fun. sure, what could go wrong? it's not like you're an irresponsible drinker. you never did anything questionable while drunk, and you never got yourself into a barely conscious state - so why this time anything would be different? well...

you all got, let's say, a bit TOO drunk. and what did you do? you texted him. you texted him, the mesmerising, your ideal of a man, one-of-a-kind - tartaglia. what's even worse, you texted him that you love him. and it wasn't just one message; there were dozens of them, talking how pretty he was in your eyes and how you absolutely fell in love back then when you saw him. and to your surprise, he replied. and he was chill about the whole ordeal.

and that's how most of your saturday went - chatting with scaramouche, you confessing love to him, childe taking it all surprisingly gentle and in a soft manner. you definitely wasn't expecting that. he seemed so... disconnected? from the outside world when you first saw him. nonetheless, you were glad that he reacted this way. but looking back on this day, one could wish that he simply ignored the messages.

sunday. you spent the whole day laying in your bed, contemplating death and your own existence. you were, quite obviously embarrassed, and ashamed, but there's nothing that you can do now. just... live on. maybe forget that you even did anything, gaslight yourself. but the guilt was eating you up, not leaving any room for sane and mature solutions. pretending none of this happened it was, then. but who could've guessed that the things will take this turn?

while you were enjoying your evening tea, your friend texted you, talking about childe. your mood suddenly bitter, not being ready to continue on topic which was making you feel ashamed and wishing you were dead. she pleaded you to ask ajax about some guy, which he supposedly knew. you can't just leave your close friend in the dark. so you messaged him, apologising for the whole situation, explaining you weren't sober, and asking about another mysterious fella. and that's how your real first conversation started - him talking some deep, dark shit and blaming himself for whatever happened with the one and only, mcgee.

next days were even better - it seemed like a regular relationship between the two of you. just like a pair of acquaintances. maybe you were a tad closer than regular acquaintances, but you couldn't call the two of you anything else. after all, technically, you still were strangers. that didn't stop any of you with unfolding tiny bits of your darkest secrets, most depressing situations and current problems. you found comfort in your little mr.perfect - and you couldn't believe it. how did this all happen? did he really not care about your whole love confessions? maybe it was for the better. but the more you think about it, you are getting sure that maybe he should've just shunned you and told you that you're creepy. would be better for you.

and he was so nice; always ready to talk, almost as if he was ready for anything you'd prepare for him. comforting you, reassuring you, doing everything he could to just make you feel better. your long talks at night were something you started to look forward to everyday. your little crush didn't disappear at all - quite the opposite. you found yourself getting even more smitten. that was, until that one particular conversation.

sunday, a few weeks later after the start of your weirdly blossoming friendship. it was now common for you to get a little flirty with him, childe didn't mind that at all. he didn't always reciprocate, but he sure was happy to receive all your attention. so, when this particular night you decided to ask him if he's a tough one to get, you definitely didn't expect that answer. and maybe you should've - it was all too perfect anyway.

his reply was crushing you from the inside, making you want to just bawl your eyes out and cut your ears off. "hmm, probably. as of now, i sure am, since i already love someone, sorry." he was still in love with his ex. and how could you pretend that everything was fine? you already knew that it will leave a permanent mark on your relationship. you tried your best to pretend that it didn't phase you, but ajax was quick to catch up - noticing your odd behaviour, perfectly pointing out that you started to act like that after he told you those painful words. you didn't want to leave him, not yet, you still thought you had a chance - so you reassured him that it's not about him.

monday was full of tears. you just couldn't stop crying; it all being too painful to bear with. even with the support coming from all your friends, you weren't able to pick up the pieces of your poor, shattered heart. and yet you still had to pretend that everything it fine between you two. as if he didn't break your heart. but he did, although it was not tartaglia's fault. nor yours. but it was oh-so-cruel, to know that he loves someone, and this particular someone being your complete opposite. life is cruel - always has been, but you thought you suffered enough to get some happiness now.

so you pretended. you tried your best to not distance yourself so childe won't suspect anything, and although it was hard - you managed. as painful as it was, it wasn't your concern anymore. that's what you've been trying to tell yourself, repeating it over and over in that monotonous voice. after some time it really did get better; even though you still felt the 'scar' of it all happening, it didn't ruin your relationship with tartaglia. for now.

you showed great concern about him; even though he didn't reciprocate your silly feelings, you still wanted the best for him. how could you not? being bitter and pessimistic wouldn't help you heal, and this way you can be at peace with yourself and with childe. but nothing lasts forever, right? small group of your besties, your girlfriends, decided to go out, without drinking this time. encouraging you to invite ajax. no wonder you were a bit hesitant at first, but after some coercing you agreed. he and your friends were fine with this, but you? the amount of doubts you had was enormous.

could you really look him in the eyes again? without all the pain and hurt piling up again? you didn't want to suffer again, but avoiding the situation would be even worse. so there you were, on a thursday afternoon, sitting outdoors with your group, childe and his friend zhongli. and that's when you realised you actually couldn't look at him without feeling awkward and uneasy. you tried to avoid every possible conversation, while keeping the atmosphere friendly. it was hard, but manageable. but what hurt the most?

the way he was touchy with a few of your friends. they were intoxicated, obviously not sure of what they were doing, but the image of ajax sharing a beer, cigarette and doing fun little pics with your friends was engraved in your head. and back then, while you were still laughing at the unfunny joke zhongli has said, you decided that it was the last one of your meetings. there is no need to torture oneself.

so you tried to distance yourself. but it was hard, with him and his bubbly personality all over you. he never gave this much effort, you thought. and too bad he woke up too late, when you already made up your mind to leave all of this behind and move on. but he was holding you; captive. like a prisoner. like a pair of shackles. not letting you go for even a second. so you stayed.

until he suddenly gave up on you. he got distant, too, but all too sudden. all to quick. like he got influenced. you didn't understand any of it; you decided to put your pain aside for him, and now he had fun and runs away? you're not gonna chase him like a dog again, are you?

no, you're not going to. it was sad; all that which happened, but you can't do whatever you please. maybe the gods in teyvat had a different plan for you. maybe you said 'i love you' too fast? maybe this, maybe that... honestly, you just expected more of him. because how can you get so indifferent, so angry at someone who gave you this much warm and was about to never leave your side? you kept it decent, sane, peaceful. maybe this whole peaceful life - maybe that's not him?

whatever was the reason, you just decided that holding ajax inside of your head, inside of your memory as a warning will serve it's purpose. salvaging isn't always the right thing to do - sometimes it's better to just let some things go. you may say this milion times, yet you know that you can't let go.

he became a part of your life; a part of you. even if you don't know him for ages, even if he may appear and disappear any second, you know damn well that he will be present. you will look for him everywhere now - everytime you will meet someone new, you'll see a trait similar to childe's, and hell will arise.

you don't want to throw all your life away just because of some sort of failed situationship. you cannot let yourself go down rabbit hole and lose yourself once again. the thing is, no matter how many times you will convince yourself this, you will always see his face in the window and he will be stuck on your skin; just like a tattoo, a scar.

but this one cannot be erased.

#biyo's vault✰。 #genshin impact #genshin #genshin fanfic #angst #genshin impact x reader #tartaglia x reader #tartaglia genshin impact #tartaglia x reader angst #angst angst angst #no comfort #childe tartaglia ajax #genshin impact fanfic #childe x reader fanfiction #genshin fanfiction #ajax x reader #ajax x reader angst #tartaglia genshin #tartaglia #genshin x reader angst #genshin x reader

[rachiecrown]

Ur gonna regret keepin that prompt open >:)

im just gonna keep sendin you mumscarian asks just lettin you know

Ok so mumscarian 2/3 takin care of 1/3 thats stressin

So like scar ab scarland, grian ab grumbot prime or the rift, mumbo ab his base

Just callin for some relaxation

Used a picker wheel for this one cause I wasn't sure which of the three I wanted to write for teehee

Also this ended up kinda dragging near the end cause I didn't know how to end it, sorry about that waaaa also there's some cute lil romance fluff at the end so yee

(also if you saw me post this under the wrong ask no you didn't)

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Mumbo was falling behind. At least, that's how he felt. Everyone else was so far on with their bases, heck, even Decked Out Two was close to being finished, and here Mumbo sat with a deepslate and copper box and a half-done outline he was not very satisfied with.

He paced around the path that floated around his bamboo farm. He loved the color pallete, he loved the idea of having some sort of multi-tired building full of fully automated farms and whatever else his little engineer heart desired, and he loved the idea of it looking like a more impressive version of his vault, but something about it just felt incorrect to him.

Maybe it was the floating water pillars.. Or was the copper variant not oxidized enough? What if the floor beneath the bamboo farm was too different? What if everything looked too similar? Mumbo shook his head. Surely, if he just kept adding to it, the base would turn out alright, but at the same time Mumbo couldn't bring himself to continue building.

Ah, he was burnt out, wasn't he? Mumbo realized this with a long, drawn out sigh. Despite how badly he wanted to continue creating, he really just couldn't go any further with this project.

Mumbo donned his elytra and grabbed some rockets, taking off from the path and quickly soaring over his vault, as he decided in that moment he wanted to see Grian and Scar. As much as he's used elytra and rockets over the years, it never seemed like the thrill of being so high up had ever mellowed out. Mumbo turned and glided towards Grian's base, slowing and landing at the halfway point between his and Grian's bases and continuing his speed as a jog.

He placed his hand on one of the pillars at the entry way. "Grian, you here?" He called, but got no response. "Grian!!" He tried again, but still, nothing. "Ohh, if he's not around his base I'll just go to Scar." He decided. The only reason he stopped at Grian's first was because Grian's base was closest.

After a few minutes of checking around Grian's usual spots and possible areas he could be building in, then also the underground cave the rift was in, Mumbo changed direction towards Scarland.

When he landed near the still unfinished entryway, he spotted Scar and Grian just about to head into the theme park, Scar showing off what Mumbo believed was an absolutely gigantic golden "admit one" ticket. Mumbo landed in a jog again and slowed to a walk as he approached the two.

"Oh, hey Mumbo!" Scar called with a wave. Grian turned as he loudly sipped on a Scarland slushy. Mumbo stopped and folded his arms across his chest. "Hey, guys, uh- so like, I was wondering if you'd like to- uh, hang out, maybe?" Mumbo stammered. He was already flustered from the frustration of his base, and now his face felt hot.

Scar covered his mouth with a giggle. "Oh, Mumbo, your face is all red." He pointed out. Grian grinned. "You flustered, Mumbs?" The two made their way over with sly grins, and Mumbo looked away nervously. "Well, well uh-"

Grian seemed to sense Mumbo's discomfort. "Hey, this isn't your usual Mumbo-nervousness." Grian prodded Mumbo in the chest. "What's wrong?"

Mumbo sighed as Grian refolded his wings and Scar walked over with curiosity. "It's my base, man, I can't keep building. I'm all burnt out." He explained. Grian and Scar nodded in thought, and Scar smiled and snapped. "I've got it! You can tour Scarland with us!" He exclaimed, grabbing Mumbo by the shoulders and dropping the giant ticket.

Grian promptly snatched the ticket up. "It's mine now, boys!" He claimed, and he promptly ran off into Scarland as soon as Scar swiped at him, both shouting and giggling. Mumbo laughed at the sight, following the two.

The day continued on into late afternoon as Scar showed off the shops and streets of Scarland. Mumbo's arms were piled high with all kinds of goodies, which Grian helped carry at one point.

By the time the sky started to change colors, Scar dragged the two up to his castle excitedly. "And here, the sunset is Ah-maze-ing!!" Scar pronounced his words flamboyantly, throwing his hands in the air joyfully. "I'm sure it is!" Mumbo agreed, smiling at the whimsy Scar had. Mumbo glanced at Grian, who was chewing on some popcorn with a smile, balloon strings tied around his wrists by Scar because Grian had kept letting go of them.

Scar placed down some stair blocks for the trio to sit, him sitting on one end, Grian on the other, and Mumbo in the middle. "So, did you enjoy your day at Scarland?" Scar wondered, a smile on his lips. Mumbo nodded "It was lovely," he said as Grian gave a thumbs up, his mouth full of popcorn. Scar clapped. "There's no rides yet, but once there is it's gonna be a hundred times more fun."

"I'll bet." Grian agreed after swallowing his food. Mumbo looked up as the clouds turned all sorts of yellow and pink shades from the sunset, sighing happily. Scar and Grian both leaned against him. "So what about your base? Did you clear your head?" Grian wondered as he put his arms around Mumbo's waist. Scar joined with his arm over Mumbo's shoulders.

"W-well.." Mumbo felt his face grow hot again. "My head is clear now, yeah.." Grian rested his head on Mumbo's shoulder, with Scar putting a hand on Mumbo's leg. Ohh, Mumbo had to change the subject before he got too flustered to speak! "And so now I'm wondering if you two would be interested in blowing up my base for-"

Grian leaped up, his wings fluttering in excitement. "We can blow up your base!?" Scar pulled his hands away to clap, a wide smile on his face. "I've always wanted to blow up a base! When can we do it?"

Mumbo laughed. "You didn't even let me finish my sentence! I was gonna say for a stack of diamond blocks each!" He watched as Grian and Scar's eyes lit up. "We're getting paid!?" Grian shouted. Scar clapped again. "Ohoho! Are we starting tomorrow?"

With a sigh, Mumbo tilted his head back. "What am I going to do with you two?"

#hermitshipping #mumscarian #mumbo jumbo #goodtimeswithscar #grian #hermitcraft #buttercup trio #the buttercups

[lucytherandomfurry]

Allright here are my redraw redesigns of the tfp kids as reindeer

I personally think out of the three my favorite one was Miko I thought I did the other designs well but she kinda stole the show.

She also as you can tell drove me insane trying to find close or similar colors so oof I also had to simply her design a lot because I couldn't figure out how to include other things into her reindeer design.

My second favorite was raf because his was just kinda chill I feel like it could have been better but I really struggled with finding similar colors because I have a limited amount of colors to choose from .

Jack was my least favorite but that doesn't mean I don't like him I just hadn't finalized how I was gonna plan on how the clothing was gonna work so as you can tell with Jack I first thought to use the colors of his clothes on a collar of sorts but later with the other designs I went with bags because I thought the collars made them feel more like normal deer which I decided when designing Miko that instead of that they were turned in reindeer for some reason.

I am still finalizing on how and why this happened in my head.

So because of that when or if I get to it I will probably do something different for Jack like giving a bag or something that makes sense for him.

But other than that I'm satisfied

I also had Miko be a piebald reindeer and I think that really fit so yeah.

When Look at my old tfp kids reindeer drawing above it's honestly really fascinating seeing how I differ in my thought process when it came to how designed things I still have a bit of a soft spot for them but I really feel like I improved on my art.

Up close on the new designs.

#tfp #tfp kids #transformers #miko #raf #jack #miko nakadai #raf esquivel #jack darby #tfp jack #tfp raf #tfp miko #reindeer #tfp reindeer #redraw kinda ? #redesign #maccadam #my art #my post #transformers prime

[balkanradfem]

So I had a very accident-rich day, you all have those days, right? When you can't seem to turn a corner without doing damage to yourself and your environment? I had one of those and I'm gonna tell you about it because I think it's real funny. Also trigger warning for some blood/injury stuff ahead.

So first I was shelling sour cherries and I forgot to protect my new tablecloth so I made a red splotch on it, and I quickly ran to get bleach because it was a white part and it could be cleaned quickly, but the bleach managed to spread and damage another part, which is okay, I can just sew a little flower over it, make it prettier. But then I thought, hey I also need to clean my summer shoes with bleach, so while doing that I accidentally poured some bleach on my foot, making a red blotch over there too (it's fine now, I washed it and put cream on it.)

Then I grabbed a scraper on it's sharp side (I threw that scraper into the garbage, it's too dangerous, the razor cannot be retracted), but it wasn't a big injury, so on we go.

Then I decided I needed to go to the garden and dig out all potatoes that look ready because I was very hungry and zuchinni isn't there yet and I needed some food dammit. So you need some context for this; I don't have a real gardening tool, I was using a copper rod until recently it got stolen, then I was using some sticks, and then I found an old fork in the road, and thought, perfect, just what I needed, so I was gardening with that for the past few weeks.

Well it turns out I got distracted while trying to get to potatoes and I accidentally stabbed into my own hand - into my pinky to be more exact. The shock was worse than the pain, the moment of disbelief and wonder that I could actually do something so... badly coordinated. Anyway, I gathered my wits, found some plaintain weed, pressed it onto the wound, it was bleeding but not too badly. I stabbed it on the inside of the first knuckle, it was not a sharp fork, I think it's more the impact of the hit that hurt the finger than the depth of the cut.

So, I wrapped that in weeds and little cloths I had on me for tying up the tomatoes, got home, and I have to admit my pinky is being very weird, it's not hurting but it's very numb and difficult to move. I'm wondering if I should be worried about that? It's not feeling like a big issues, I think it's just trying to tell me 'don't move me, I'm fixing what you broke inside, stay still' and it's not a weird color or anything like that, so it's fine, right.

I have to admit I was kinda curious about how being stabbed into the hand feels like since I saw a scene of that in harry potter, so my curiosity has been super satisfied, I am now very informed about this.

Anyway I have potatoes and tomorrow I will finally get a decent potato meal and I could not be more excited for that!

#accidents #tw blood #tw mild stabbing accident #gardening accidents #accident prone day #i feel fine considering what happened today lol #story

[micamicster]

I finished the first season of Veronica Mars! And decided to stop after a couple of episodes of season 2. Idk, I guess I got tired of the lack of closure for many plot lines. The finale was interesting tho, I loved the final villain.

Share your thoughts on the show (here's supposed to be a question mark but tumblr wouldn't let me)

Hi bestie I'm sorry it's taken me so long to talk to you about this show! I'm gonna make up for taking forever by writing like, an essay haha brace yourself

I think that Veronica Mars is a good show that runs into some classic 2000s tv stumbling blocks, manages to do some things that infuriate me personally beyond reason, but ALSO manages to have some elements that are so powerful and so well executed that I'm honestly astonished it got made. These kinda peter out and become muddled over the years, but oh well, we'll always have season one <3

In brief, the 2000s messiness, in varying degrees of offensiveness to the world and to me personally:

The aforementioned plot lines that go nowhere <3

It's case-of-the-week, some cases are gonna suck! What can you do lol

The black best friend who doesn't ever really get any satisfying arcs or attention given to him as a character who contributes beyond letting our protagonist have dialogue with him rather than exclusively monologuing in voiceover

How they handle race in general ofc. Like while I think that in the actual plots of the show there are good intentions (and sometimes good material!) in depicting the racism of this insular hiarchical society, racism in the real world affects the writing by giving the characters of color very little to do, and over all they are taken less seriously by the narrative.

Veronica's rape plot line. I actually think this plot started out very strong! But the minute the show focuses directly on it the writing gets lost in the weeds of plot twists and rival love interests, and I really think the points they were originally trying to make get buried.

Deadbeat Mom ran off she's got a single dad raising her (i feel like the number of single dads in media is exponentially larger than the real number of single dads in life. it's propaganda. and its misogynistic. but I digress)

The stuff I personally hate:

The romances :) lol. lmao, even. (I would love to rant about this but I really think that's not something that deserves to be on what is currently a measured review of the show as a whole)

The stuff that's great:

The noir homage: It's just. It's so good. It's so fucking good. This is to noir detective stories what american vandal will be to true crime 20 years later. I want to give whoever first thought "hey, being an ostracized teen girl is kinda like being a hardboiled noir detective," a raise and a kiss MWAH <3 A+ for tone! Veronica lives on the edges of her society (high school), allowing her to see all of it's pieces and hypocrisy, turning her cynical and aloof. And she's a teenager who solves crimes :D She's funny and self aware of her role, but never in such a way that it feels like lampshading or winking at the audience. They take it seriously--they take HER seriously, and that makes the show work.

Lilly: The central case of the show, the murder of Veronica's best friend and Veronica's revenge-driven mission to find her killer, is where the first season gets its power. Veronica gets to have the noir detective plot line of being haunted by the death of a woman she loved and driven by revenge, and it is so much more powerful here than I've ever seen it in its original form. Lilly is a tragedy, she is an unflinching look at the sexual exploitation of teenage girls and the casualness with which violent men will turn that violence on them, she is a messy bratty bitch of a sixteen year old, and Veronica loves her. Lilly gets to be complicated because Veronica, who knew her and loves her, is telling us her story. There are a lot of people who are affected by Lilly's death, but this show is about Veronica, and her reaction to the murder of her friend is what matters to the writers and the viewers. Once again, the show takes Veronica (and her grief and her rage and her love) seriously, and there is a lot of power in that. I think the reason the later seasons struggle is because they simply can't stand up to the emotional intensity that made up the core of season one.

#here i am answering asks weeks late! MWAH babe thanks for asking me always <3 #i know you're asleep lol but here are My Thoughts for when you wake up <3 #if you are willing to sit through my Complaints About The Romance In Veronica Mars send me a dm or another ask or something haha #i love talking about it but i think it would be unfair to put in like an overall review of the show? #we are Serious Bloggers here we present unbiased opinions of television shows from the 2010s #just went and looked up when it actually aired and wow it was 2004. a lifetime ago! wild #veronica mars

[stfu-im-thinking-abt-blorbo]

MY BOYYYY

I've been sitting on this design in my head for a while and was never really able to get him onto paper in a way that satisfied me. But this came to me like a dream and I am so so so happy.

More details under the readmore so I can just ramble lol

Luka is part of my AU, where two of my OCs (Bluejay and Cardinal) are brought into the Monastery of Spinjitzu a little while before Cole, Jay and Zane, and act as a secondary team with Nya (and Dareth I guess?? idk my rewrites of the other seasons are a little silly atm), but don't believe they have any elemental powers like the main boys. In my fanseason (between 3 and 4 atm), the two are the focus as they discover their heritages, stop a cult, and pretty much adopt this little guy!

Luka was part of a cult that turns out to be the main antagonist. Luka himself isn't an antagonist, but he is being manipulated by the leader. He's treated as their messiah, as his elemental power allows him to see into the future. His powers aren't trained, he's unable to control how far into the future he can see, and his visions often seem to just happen with no input from him.

So far character-role-wise he's kinda acting like a contrast to Lloyd when he was still a kid? (or kid-sized lol). Not only in design but also behavior. Instead of constantly acting out and getting attention through bad behavior, Luka is very obedient and goes out of his way to help the cult members when they are in need of it. He sees them as a family, and most of them treat him like their collective child. Even their leader is extremely kind to him.

Plot stuff is still under massive construction, so all of this is subject to change.

The Ninja uncover that the cult's behavior towards Luka was mostly a front to keep him loyal to them as he grows up and his powers mature. They plan to use his power to control the people of Ninjago and keep them in submission while they rule over them, believing themselves to be more superior than "the common folk." Their leader is especially delusional about his own grandeur, thinking himself to be god-like so long as he has Luka at his disposal.

Luka's view of the cult all comes crashing down as the Ninja put a stop to them and rescue Luka. He's known of their plans to use him and take over Ninjago, but as a kid that was brainwashed by them, it never occurred to him that this wasn't okay. He's never known any other form of family and is too young to tell that he's being manipulated.

Though, to the Ninja's surprise, Luka admits that he was never able to see a future where they did rule. In his visions that far into the future, he only ever saw multi-colored hooded figures he could never fully make out. He assumed that it would be his caretakers, but after meeting the Ninja he began to understand. They'd be the ones he would get to see the world with, and realized that the cult's plans were horrible for the people in Ninjago.

Along the way, Cardinal and Bluejay unlock their true potentials for their elements of touch and sound (Cardinal does fully, while Bluejay only half unlocks it? its complicated lol). The group also learns from Wu and Garmadon that there are two other elemental masters to represent the other human senses, smell and taste. Until they can find them, it'll be up to them and their sensei to help Luka learn to control his power and just let him be a regular kid for a while.

Tiny little misc. note: Luka will get a proper bird codename like Bluejay and Cardinal, but I haven't decided on it. I'm thinking about Owl or something similar. Still TBA tho.

#ninjago #ninjago oc #ninjago au #my art #my ocs #Luka #Bluejay #Cardinal #converting my s/i into an oc at this point lol #my wips #base credit in reblogs #aaaa i love heeee #look at my son please #im only up to the beginning of s6 so if any of this has already been done #dont tell me bc i will cry /j

[hexalianrebel-blackfeathers]

The Pandadex

Panda's Notes: Heya! I'm basically making this post because my drawing skill is still too low to satisfy my bastard mind. >-< I've been making a lot of Fakémon and a couple Region concepts since I posted the last one a few months back, and I wanted to share them. Most of them are works in progress, and I'm still debating how all of them look, but I hope you like the concepts. There are plenty of other ideas besides these, but they're not in a presentable state yet.

The Duos Region--Play Fair, Fight a Pair

In the Duos Region, every fight is a Double Battle, even Starters are given in pairs instead of alone. NPCs and wild Pokémon are much more strategic and cooperative during battle. Several Pokémon evolutions are affected by other Pokémon alongside their level and environment.

Humbunny and Clatterat Lines: The first of the group. Basically the pair that started my idea for the region. Humbunny might be my favorite, but I just love them being friends. >w<

Fewine Line: I originally thought of it as a starter for a cat-based dex, but when I thought about pairing it with Shuckle, I couldn't help sticking it in here. Also, I admit I'm just very proud of the name Fewine.

Plusle and Minun (Duos Variant): I knew the Plus and Minus abilities had to appear in the Duos Region somewhere, so I decided to give these two a variant. They are based on Hydrangeas, and I was so happy when the colors matched up for pH detection.

Pawridge Line(s)//"Goldilocks & Bears": The idea for this came from an old friend of mine. >w< The typing and gender split concept were his idea, I just filled in some gaps.

The Mortem Region--All Who Live Here Die Suffering

In the Mortem Region, this very haunted island region is home to a death curse that wiped out all of the humans. Any Pokémon living here are either already dead or doomed to follow. The player is part of a team of 'ghost hunters' supposedly trying to make the island habitable again. Giratina is in there somewhere.

Monkiddo Line: You might remember this one. >w< This is the ghost dex that Monkiddo's post mentions.

Distorteon and Huskeon: Some Eeveelutions for the Deathdex! That's not weird! I actually came up with Distorteon for Legends Arceus. Just seemed like a missed opportunity. Huskeon... I admit it scares me.

Owtlit Line: Named by a different friend, even though part of me still wants to use the name Pronghoul... Owtlit actually came pretty close after Humbunny and Clatterat in my brain.

Curioskitty (Skitty "Variant"): Ooh, Gods bless if you get through this beast. I admit it's a favorite. Still debating if it's a Skitty variant or not though. I kinda turned it into an Eevee clone. >w< I know the Steel Type is missing...

I hope you guys enjoy! And I hope I can get my drawing skill up enough... Panda loves you!

#pokemon #a panda writes a thing #fakemon

[keefwho]

October 10 - 2023 Tuesday

6:05am Dream

Another silly little dream. This time I was on vacation with my parents to D.C staying in a hotel nearby Daisy. I did lots of activities with my family and my friend Will before I went to sleep that night. We had seen a lot of meteor showers on the drive into D.C. In the morning I woke up to Skype somehow broadcasting audio from Daisy's laptop. She and her friend were in another hotel talking about things and I was just listening. Daisy said something about having a date with a guy named Blake who was her boyfriend. Eventually I was discovered (now I'm in the room with them for some reason) and I apologized for unintentionally eavesdropping before asking about Blake. She said he satisfied motherly needs in her that I just didn't. I told her I was confused because I thought we had something going on but she told me to get over it and that I should find ways to cope with things not turning out how I wanted. I apologized again and left back to my hotel room. My dad made a side comment that D.C had been attacked by terrorists and even felt the explosion.

10:51 PM

This morning I tried making some kind of breakfast stir fry using eggs, little sausage patties I've had for awhile, a small vegetable blend, and rice. It turned out okay, maybe a 6.5/10. I wasn't feeling very culinary creative so I don't know why I tried this morning, I knew I should have stuck to something familiar. Maybe if I waited to make it when I was more inspired then it would have been much better. I'm out of eggs now.

Because that took so long to cook I was a little late to stream. I struggled to figure out what to do for Inktober but figured it out after a few minutes of staring at my canvas. I was also conflicted about whether or not I should keep pixelating these. The idea was to hide how rough and splotchy they were while also giving them a sort of retro look but some of them look okay on their own and the color compression usually doesn't turn out looking how I want. I'm decided to stick with my decision and pixelate them all after a few people said they liked the pixel version more. Mia and Me and He-Man had mid episodes today. I worked on the Venus comic and ended about 20 minutes earlier because I had started late and I can afford it on this commission. I made good progress too.

After stream I made the bold decision to cut my hair based on a new video I found that has him cutting it quite short on the back and sides and fading it down. I was afraid to make it as short as his so kinda just used the clippers to shorten my hair to how I'd usually cut it but for the entirety of my back and sides. Usually I use scissors for the sides. I think it looks a little weird having it so long on top still but I'll let it settle in a bit. If nothing else I learned I can use the clippers to get good results on the sides which makes it easier since I only have to use scissors on the top now.

I couldn't figure out what to have for lunch because I was worried about my hair so I made a cup noodle fried in the pan and a granola bar.

I had a hard time (as usual) with the request today because I just wasn't feeling creative but also as usual I got it done. I took a bit of a break before working on Spookality by waiting for a certain streamer to go live. I knew I needed that little break because I was dreading even more creativity. Eventually it was time and I spent an hour working on something I didn't like the result of and had to start over. What I got now seems okay, workable at least. I should have taken the time to plan things out a little better instead of winging it. Daisy called while I did this and it was a nice chill call like usual.

We got on VRchat after and world hopped. It's interesting how I used to pick all the worlds no matter what but over time she became designated world decider. Not that I mind, it's just something I noticed. Tag had joined before she showed up and I'm glad he left after dropping our first portal. I think he was mute anyways tonight so it might not have been that bad but I wasn't feeling like putting up with anyone and he is someone I put up with. If he didn't leave I might have said something because I truly to not want to entertain company that I don't enjoy anymore. I drain myself too much that way. During our hopping we did an actual fun maze and I got a little sonic.exe lesson. We ended listening to a poop song and I had the bravery to speak up and announce that sometime I want to just sit together and listen to music or something. It's not a crazy request and I feel silly that it's still a big deal for me to ask. I think I'm afraid of proposing anything in general with anyone because I assume if they say yes that they are lying to me, or they just say no. Obviously that stems from this glaring problem where I doubt myself. By plainly asking what I wanted to do with Daisy, I completed a small exercise in letting my desires be known whereas I'd usually hide them. When we got off and she was in bed, I played Mother 3 for her. I thought it was a good game at first but now I'm really captivated by the setting that was just revealed in a lore dump. Honestly sad it's ending soon because nights playing this for her have been VERY cozy.

#dream #journal #diary

[jiyeonnnn]

𝗣𝗛𝗬𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗟 — 𝗹. 𝗵𝗲𝗲𝘀𝗲𝘂𝗻𝗴, 𝗽. 𝗷𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴

𝗟𝗘𝗧'𝗦 𝗚𝗘𝗧 𝗣𝗛𝗬𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗟 !!

PAIRING: lee heeseung x male reader x park jongseong

GENRE: smut, implied college au trope

WARNINGS: fwb to lovers, hate sex (kinda), multiple rounds, rough intercourse, voyuerism at the beginning, threesome, impact play, color signals, degradation, gaping kink, double penetration, spit roasting, face fucking, deepthroating, cum swallowing, dumbification, creampie, passing out, implied aftercare

SUMMARY: a simple voyeurism has turned into something more than what you’ve anticipated, but you know what they say, “expect the unexpected”

AUTHOR’S NOTE: this is the part 2 that most have been requesting. this is shitty, yes, i know. also, thank you @sundaesaresundaye for helping me write this. constructive criticisms are very much welcome.

PREVIOUSLY

he was about to walk away when heeseung fastly grabbed his hands, "who told you that you can go now, park? you'll watch me fuck my slut in front of you, and you won't leave until i tell you to, you got that?" and with that, heeseung pulled jay inside the room, locking it and let the poor man watch him fuck you to oblivion.

Jay could feel his undergarments get tighter from the complete submissive sight of you right now, his cock tenting an obvious bulge in his pants. The way you moan Heeseung's name in pure pleasure is driving him crazy, and it's tempting him to just yank his clothing off and join his upperclassman to ruin you.

His frustration for not being able to touch you had caused him to burn holes on the back of Heeseung's head while he palms his painful erection.

This did not go unnoticed by Heeseung, and decided to anger Jay even more. Heeseung bent down on your level and whispered, "look at jay, you slut, so desperate for him to fuck you this good. Look at him. Can he do you this good, hm? Can that small dick of his make you moan like this?"

Before you could even comprehend what Heeseung was saying, Jay was quick to fire back, "Like hell, sunbae. Me? Small? Have you heard him moan my name last night?" he taunted with a chuckle, adding, "he sure hell was pathetically begging me to pound him nonstop. Is that because your cock can't satisfy him anymore? Or because [y/n]'s getting tired of your dry ass in bed?"

The exchange of words between the two increased the tension in the room. Heeseung's mouth was glued shut from jay's retort, clearly irritated but instead of bickering back, heeseung just decided to channel his rage into further wrecking you.

Heeseung despised every word of Jay's sudden revelation; had you really neglected his feelings for your desires? You had to be doing it, and there's no way he'll let it go without you crying for him.

"So you were used last night, you pathetic whore. I'll fucking show you who's making you feel better," heeseung said, fumes pouring from his ears as he slaps your thighs with each thrust.

"c'mon, moan for me like the loud slut you are, [y/n], show your side bitch how good i'm doing you," heeseung spluttered, tightening his grip on your thighs, making you moan louder from the impact of his hips ramming against yours.

“fuck, SEUNGIE~! So fucking good! yES— FUCK!” you screamed on top of your lungs, gripping the sheets tightly as you arch your back from the feeling of your prostate being abused by his manhood.

Heeseung could visibly feel his ego soar to the roof just from hearing you shriek like that, lust and possessiveness rotting his brain; it should only be him making you scream like that; it should only be his cock making you feel good, but alas, you were also fucking jay behind his back; you gotta know the consequences of your actions.

Jay chuckled at the scene in front of him, "I guess I'm not the only one making him moan in pleasure; mind me joining you in punishing him, sunbae?" Jay stood up and began unbuckling his pants, smirking, "let's teach this fuckdoll a lesson, don’t you think he deserves getting ruined for making us fight? After all, this is what he wanted, right?"

Heeseung shortly stopped ramming your ass for a while as the both of them shared knowing glances, smirking to themselves. You could feel their burning gazes on your skin as heeseung released a quiet, yet psychotic, chuckle, "I guess you're right, let's fuck this whore 'til the dawn where he's dumb enough to forget his own name."

"Take his mouth, and I'll make his hole gaping to fit the 2 of us later," Heeseung ordered, his hands rubbing circles on your thighs. The idea has you shivering, getting scared yet excited for what’s to come next.

Seeing your shaking figure, Jay looked at you with soft eyes and checked up on you, caressing your hair drenched in sweat as he softly kissed your forehead, “Sounds like a plan to me. You ok with that, baby? You know your colors right? Because I won't be doing anything without your consent.”

You looked at Jay’s eyes as you tried to catch your breath out, “green, green’s the color,” you managed to mumble, giving them the consent that they need to relentlessly rail you.

Upon the given signal, Heeseung went back to moving his hips and started thrusting in and out of you incessantly. Jay left a small peck on your lips before taking off his shirt and his boxers that revealed his huge manhood ready to impale you once again. He kneels himself on top of you with both of his thighs sandwiching your chest.

“You know the drill, baby boy. Breathe through your nose as I fuck your pretty little mouth, alright?” Jay reminded you, to which you responded with a hard nod while moaning incoherently. He held your head in a comfortable position and smirked to himself, warning you, “I will not be holding back now, baby.”

“E-enough with t-the words— FUCK! J-just use me now goddammit!” you whined demandingly in between your moans only for you to receive a cruel slap from Jay on the face, “You will not tell me what to do, you useless whore. I’ll use you however I want,” he sternly said, “open your fucking mouth.”

You complied with his instruction and did what was said. He placed the head of his manhood on your drooling tongue and started moving his hips before you could even wrap your lips around his throbbing length. Jay thrusted barbarically into your mouth, the tip of his cock never failing to hit the back of your throat.

Tears brimmed your eyes as you continued to moan and gag uncontrollably due to how unmerciful they are. The painful feeling of your throat being hit on repeatedly and your ass being fucked roughly started to get overwhelming for you and has caused you to roll your eyes to the back of your head.

“Shit, you’re drooling everywhere, baby,” Jay pointed out in between his grunts, noticing the amount of saliva coating his dick as he facefucks you. “Is my dick really that good for you to drool, baby? fuck— your mouth feels so warm!"

“Sunbae, how are you able to control yourself from fucking him everytime?” Jay questioned as he once again pushed his cock far down your neck. Heeseung just chuckled as a response at his underclassman’s questioning remark while holding up your legs for him to even get deeper inside you, “Honestly, I don’t know too, but you gotta respect his boundaries if I were you, he can dominate you anytime if he wanted to.”

Jay laughed with Heeseung’s reasoning, his pace unfaltering, “Him dominating me? Tsk, he can’t even top a sub, don’t make me laugh, sunbae.” Jay’s laugh was soon to be cut off by a loud grunt as you pinched his right thigh rather tightly causing him to pull out of your mouth and fall on his side.

You took this opportunity to completely turn the situation and make Jay submit to you. You turned your head to your side and got back to sucking his cock, but this time at your own pace.

A loud moan elicited from Jay's mouth as you swirled your tongue around the sensitive slit of his dick. However, as much as you want to stay dominant, the continuous abuse of your prostate has caused you to lose all your strength and arch your back caused by Heeseung's persistent thrusts.

Noticing this, Jay got back on his knees and slapped you again, "What did I tell you about ruling me in bed, fuckdoll? You'll regret that," Jay warned you as he began working his hips at an animalistic pace.

Gags and squelching noises resonated in the room as the 2 boys used you like a toy. Jay in particular had his pace faltering, his hips moving inconsistently as he started to ride out his high. He moaned loudly as a cause of him cumming profusely in your mouth, “Swallow it, my bitch,” he ordered.

Your’s and Heeseung's climax came not long after, his hands leaving very visible marks of slps on your bare thigh as you grunt loudly while you both chased your own releases; your cock spurting a huge amount of load and heeseung filling you up to the brim.

A small wave of silence took over the room before heeseung decided to break it, “His hole is pretty ready now, jongseong-ah. Will you take us both, [y/n]?” Heeseung asked for permission to which you gave them by impatiently nodding your head, “Use me please, Seungie~ Jay~” you mewled, seductively running your hands on their thighs. On cue, the two of them stood up and adjusted your position to where they could enter you easily.

They aligned their cocks on your hole and started kissing your neck to distract you from the incoming pain from the stretch. “We won’t be holding back now, babe. Just tell us your colors, ‘k?” Heeseung whispered to your ears before leaving a trail of kisses from your earlobe to your neck while running his hands through your hair. You nodded as a response and sank down slowly on their cocks, enveloping it in the warmth of your walls before bouncing softly as to give them a signal to start moving their hips up.

Your mouth hangs agape, tears start to flow down from your eyes as the result of the sudden stretch of your hole. Heeseung sensed your discomfort which caused him to eye Jay as a sign to temporarily slow down to let you adjust, “Don’t rush yourself, baby. We’ll move when you’re ready” Heeseung concerningly said, to which you hummed in response.

A few moments have passed and you have finally adjusted to their sizes, you bounced your hips once again to notify them, and by that, Jay and Heeseung shared nods with each other and started thrusting upwards. Their paces gradually get faster and faster time by time that causes you to elicit wanton, high-pitched moans. Your hands gripped on Jay’s back tightly, leaving long scratches as you fought the immensely overwhelming feeling of their cocks fighting for space in your hole.

Their shafts alternately went in and out of you with their tips never faltering to meet your overly abused prostate. Curses, moans and other sinful sounds filled the 4 corners of room as the three of you let out all the sexual temptations you all had with each other.

“Do you know how fucking sinful you look right now, you naughty bitch?” Heeseung degraded, persistently pouncing your ass, “So this is what you wanted, huh? 2 cocks making your fuckhole gaping? I never knew you were this kind of slut— AH! FUCK TAKE OUR COCKS YOU FILTHY WHORE!” He yelled as you clenched your hole around them.

You started to moan incoherently as their thrusts became even more animalistic. Jay took this chance to spit on your mouth, “You could’ve just told us that you wanted us both instead of making us frustrate ourselves on getting you,” he growled, choking your neck as he spoke. He released his hold from your neck and proceeded again to roughly ram you.

After a long moment of them purely fucking and degrading you — for you at least — the three of you are starting to get closer to your climaxes once again. Filthy groans and words came out of their mouth as they began to lose the consistency of their movements due to their incoming orgasms; you on the other hand has also not been doing so good, your words became half uttered curses, moaning nonsense as you try to tell them that you’re getting close.

“SEUNGIE~ JAY~ FUCK— MAKE YOUR SLUT COME! YES!~ S-SO FUCKING GOOD~” you crazily squealed. Listening to your wish, Heeseung wrapped his hand around your length and began fastly pumping it. “Come for us, our little slut, c’mon, be the good little boy you are,” Heeseung muttered to your ear rather lowly. Your moans got ear-piercingly louder as you released your semen out of your cock.

The voices in the room got bolder, deep groans and moans rang through your ears as they take on to ride out their highs desperately.

Groaning, you woke up on the bed with your body in a lot of pain, sandwiched in between the 2 guys who made you passed out from sex the night before.

“Morning, handsome,” Heeseung greeted, his hands running through your hair locks, leaning to your face to peck your lips. You felt an arm enveloping your body from behind, pulling you closer into a cuddle, “Good morning, sweetheart,” Jay said, his low, morning voice running through your ear.

You smiled at the sweet actions of the two while you try to process everything that went down last night. The events and their rough actions sank down your mind as you looked at the 2 of them to apologize for playing with their feelings. You’re about to speak up when Heeseung immediately cut you off, “I know what you’re thinking, [y/n],” he starts off, “Don’t you worry about it, Jay and I talked about it last night, and we were wondering if you’ll be down in a poly relationship between the three of us,” continued Heeseung, getting up from the bed as he starts putting his shirt on.

“So what do you think, sweets?” Jay asked.

You smiled brightly and nodded your head in happiness and agreement, “Of course, I’d be down with that you dorks!”

#kpop x male reader #kpop male reader #idol x male reader #kpop smut #enhypen x male reader #enhypen x reader #enhypen smut #enhypen heeseung #heeseung x male reader #heeseung x reader #heeseung smut #jay x male reader #jay x reader #jay smut #kpop x reader #kpop mlm #bxb #bottom male reader #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #sub male reader #male reader

[chanderylix]

"You Wanna Come In?"

M A S T E R L I S T

Author's note:

This is my thought when I woke up this morning. It's kinda suggestive(?) or nearly a smut. I thought that I should share it so you guys (who read this) can also imagine this🤤

Reminder: Sorry for my English lol my grammar sucks cause English is not my first language. Hope you can understand<3. Also this is my very very first smut/suggestive thing that I write so yeah it's basically sucks lol and yes, the title is based on Back Door by SKZ (I'mma stayzen yay)

Pairing : switch!hendery x switch!(f)reader x sub!xiaojun

Genre : smut (Lord pls have mercy on me)

Warning : bad english, threesome, mxm a little bit (only kissing), oral (giving/receiving), nipple play, dirty talk, Xiaojun's first time, slightly mommy kink, cum eating, kinda rough, basically pure filth, I think that's it (?)

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What if your boyfriend's best friend interrupted your hot session with your boyfriend at the hotel room? Why don't you just let him in and enjoy it together?

You, you're boyfriend:Hendery, and your boyfriend's best friend that become yours too: Xiaojun were in a 5 star hotel room in Seoul. Actually you guys planned for a staycation for 2 days. You want to spend your weekend with your boyfriend, Hendery. However, Xiaojun also want to kinda ruin your date with Hendery so you decided to ask him but sleep in the separate room. Your plan for tomorrow is just swimming in the hotel and have a fine dining.

Hendery chose the right room: executive suite room with 1 king size bed, an opened bathroom where you could see someone's taking a bath with a bathup in the center, mini bar, kitchen, living room, basically like an apartment with a nice view to the city. The most expensive room in that 5 star hotel.

Your hotel room is the only room at 25th floor so no need to be worry. Meanwhile Xiaojun sleep at the 24th floor. You and Hendery had waited for this moment. With no interruption, no one could see, you could do as much as you want, screaming and moaning as loud as you can while having sex without afraid that anyone could hear it. It's just the two of you. You can imagine, having sex with your boyfriend on the couch, on the kitchen pantry, or on the king size bed freely with no one can see. You already put your things in the bedroom with a smily face. Hendery too. Suddenly, he pinned you against the wall.

"I'm waiting for this moment, baby" he said near to your neck and his hot breath tickles. Kissing down to your neck, sucking and leaving spot that you're sure will stay there for the next week. He keeps kissing, sucking, licking your neck and up to your earlobe. "Should I fuck you on the couch hm, baby? No one can see us. I'm getting bored fucking you on the bed" he said. You just nod and he started to kiss your lips. Basically a french kiss. Tongue fighting against each other finding for dominance. Hendery is really good at it so you let his tongue dominate yours.

You know this will happen so you already wearing your lingerie that he gave you at your birthday. A pink lacy lingerie which shows a bit of your nipple. You know his favorite color is pink. He removed your shirt and start kneading on your covered breast, playing with your perked nipples with his thumb and index finger. His lips still kissed you and he carried you onto the couch with lips still connected to each other. He removed his shirt showing the abs that he had been working recently. You smiled. It's been a long time since you guys had sex. cause he's really busy as an idol, while you're busy on you work too.

He noticed your smile and smirked. "Only for you, baby". You nodded. "Only for me" you said, tracing your hands up and down his abs. He removed your lacy bra, revealing your soft breast. He started licking your left nipple like a cat while his right hand playing with the other. He sucked your nipple with no mercy, he pretends that your nipple is your mouth, making out with it. He did the same with the other one. "F-feels so fucking good. I love your mouth, baby. Playing with my nipples. You like it, huh?" you moaned while your hand grabbed his hair in a fistful making him groan and giving the vibration.

His mouth going down to kiss your inner thighs near your entrance. Slapping your thigh, he asked while playing with the waistband of your underware "Can I take this off? Want to play with your beautiful pussy". You nodded and he removed your lacy panties. "So fucking wet. I make you this wet, huh?" he slapped your pussy making you jolted. "This wet pussy is mine" he said proudly. Hendery wanted to kiss your clit but suddenly the bell rang, making both of you groan.

"Room service?" you asked and Hendery shook his head. "Nope, I bet it's Xiaojun. As always, he ruin the moment. Wait" he went to open the door. Xiaojun stood in front of the door and rubbed his stomach. "Dude I'm hungry. Wanna go dinner? And where's your shirt?" Xiaojun asked but he nodded a few seconds later. "Ahhh, sorry to ruin your moment again. I'll go by myself" Xiaojun said while he wanted to leave but Hendery held his hand to stopped him. "You're not disturbing us. You wanna come in?" Hendery asked. Xiaojun raised his eyebrow. "Wait, are you like.. Having sex with Y/n right now? Dude I don't want to disturb you freakin nuts" Xiaojun said and wanted to leave again but Hendery stopped him again. "Hmm, that's okay if you want to.. Maybe.. Join us? Do something crazy together? You know, threesome Haha" Hendery asked and scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. Xiaojun shook a bit and start thinking. He smiled and said "If it's okay for you two. I'm getting tired pleasuring myself and wanna try somthing new". Hendery let Xiaojun in.

Xiaojun stopped in front of your naked body on the couch while you panicked and tried to cover your body. "WHAT THE HELL??! XIAOJUN WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN HERE??!" you shouting but didn't find a thing to cover your body so you just let Xiaojun saw your naked body with mouth wide opened. "I asked him to come in" Hendery said with a smirk on his face. He came to you and rub your cheeks. "Why don't we try something new, Y/n? I know that you've been fantasizing this before. Getting 2 cocks to fuck your pussy?" he said while looking at Xiaojun who was kinda terrified right now. Hendery was really different here. He's a cheerful guy outside, but when it comes to sex, he's freaking wild. It's like seeing a different person which made Xiaojun shock. You looked at Hendery with the 'how did you know' sight. "How about you? Do you want to?" you asked Xiaojun and he nodded vigorously. "I-I mean.. There's nothing wrong since your boyfriend agree with it. I also want to.. You know.. Pleasuring myself with real pussy? " Xiaojun said. You nodded your head slowly. "Well.. If both of you agree, okay then" you answered while Hendery and Xiaojun looked at each other with a smirk on their face. "But, with one condition" then they looked at you, curious about your next words. "I want to be the dom. You have to listen to me and do whatever I tell you. If you don't, you'll get a punishment. Do you understand?" you asked them. At first, they actually kinda didn't agree but since Xiaojun didn't have experience and Hendery wanted to try something new so both of them agreed.

You started to kiss your boyfriend. He kissed you back while grabbing and squeezing your ass, slapping it playfully. Xiaojun started to undress himself, only his boxer left. You rubbed your boyfriend's clothed boner, he's already that hard. Hendery groaned, biting your lips to giving his tongue the access to your mouth. You gave the 'come here' gesture to Xiaojun with you still kissed your boyfriend. He hesitated at first. You released the kiss. "Come here, don't be shy" you said. Xiaojun approached you two. You kissed Xiaojun until it turns into a heated makeout session. Your grabbed his hair to deepen the kiss. Hendery stood behind you, kissing and sucking the back of your neck, down to your shoulder while kneading your breast from behind. You released the kiss, finding air to breath. "You're such a good kisser" you praised Xiaojun and he's getting shy. "Better than me?" Hendery asked suddenly, stopping his act. You smirked, getting new idea. "Why don't you try it by yourself?" you asked him innocently. "I want to see you two kiss each other" you told them. At first, they looked disgust and hesitated to do it. "You're not obeying my words? Do you want punishment, hm babyboys?" you raised your eyebrow to look intimidating. Hendery shook his head. "No, mommy. I'll kiss him" he said. You actually kinda shocked cause it's the first time he called you that name. Hendery started to kiss Xiaojun. It was really awkward at first and turned into a messy kiss. But finally they found the rythm and going into a hot make out session. You sat on the couch, seeing your boyfriend make out with his best friend satisfied you a lot with a smirk on your face. Hendery's hand started to rub Xiaojun's clothed cock, with a moan came from his mouth. "A-ah.." he moaned into the kiss. Things getting really heated then you decided to touch yourself and playing with your clit a little bit to stimulate it.

After they released the kiss, you told them to undress themselves. Both of them were fully naked now. "Lay on the bed" you said and both of them were laying on the king size bed. "Hendery, can you eat me out? Xiaojun, I'm gonna suck your dick. Am I making myself clear?" you asked. "B-but I want you to suck my dick" Hendery protested. You smiled. "I can't even count how much I suck your dick. It's Xiaojun's first time though" you answered. Xiaojun got shy. "Ah.. Thanks Y/n" he said.

Hendery laid while you sit on his face. Xiaojun stood up beside the bed. Hendery started to playing with your clit with his tongue. "I-it's so fucking good, oh God" you moaned while looking at Xiaojun. You pumped his cock with your hand, precum leaking from the tip. Xiaojun groaned. "Do you like it -ah baby?" you asked and he nodded vigorously. "I like it. It feels so good" he moaned. You pumped it really slowly to stress him out. "I need your mouth, mommy. Fuck! I fucking need your mouth" Xiaojun said while throwing his head back. Oh, this guy also had mommy kink. You slapped his ass. He screamed. "That's not what I want, baby. Use your word" you said, still rubbing his cock slowly. "Mommy, I-I need your mouth, please? I want to feel your warm mouth. Pretty please?". You smiled and started to suck his cock, bobbing your head until his cock touch the back of your throat. You suck him at the same pace as Hendery's mouth at your clit. You moaned, causing the vibration to Xiaojun. "So f-fucking good. Holy shit!" Xiaojun moaned so hard. Hendery groaned. You moved your head faster. You felt him twitching in your mouth which means he's close. "I'm close. Shit! So fucking good. Please, don't stop" Xiaojun grabbing your hair, started to facefucking you but you decided to stop. "Do not touching!" you said and he groaned. "I won't let you cum if you do it again" you continued. "Y-yes. I'm sorry" he said. You slapped his cock a little making him hissed at the feeling. While Hendery's tongue playing your bundle of nerves faster then before. You curled your toes as he found the spot. "A-ah Yes! Right there! Don't stop" you grabbed Hendery's hair making him groan. He's tonguefucking you right now. You had cum few minutes ago if Xiaojun didn't come. But it's okay cause you had two beautiful men pleasuring you right now. Hendery kept abusing your sensitive spot. "I'm close! Wanna cum on your pretty face. Can I, prince?" you asked. He answered with a long whiny moan and finally you have your orgasm. Hendery's face was wet because of your juices. He laughed.

"You wanna try real pussy, huh? Why don't you fuck me? I wanna feel your cock wrap in my tight cunt. Can Xiaojun fuck me, prince?" you asked Xiaojun and Hendery's agreement. "Xiaojun, you really ruin the moment. I can't even feel my girlfriend's tight cunt first" Hendery said and you know he's jealous. You smiled. "Relax, prince. You're gonna receive a reward from me later" you rubbed his soft cheek. Hendery nodded. You were in position with knees and hands on the king size bed. Xiaojun positioning himself and entered you slowly. Both of you moaned while Hendery sat on the couch inside your bedroom, jerking himself off slowly cause he didn't want to cum yet. "You're so fucking big" you moaned and Xiaojun start off slowly, wanna make sure his cock fully inside you. "So tight. Is you're girlfriend suppose to be this tight?" Xiaojun asked Hendery with a smirk while the other just shook his head. "She's always tight for me. That pussy is mine by the way" he answered, still rubbing his own cock. Xiaojun started to go faster, jerking himself inside your cunt. "Shit! This is why you like to fuck her, yeah? So good!" Xiaojun teased Hendery again. Hendery got jealous and approaching you two. He stood in front of you, putting his dick inside your mouth and start facefucking you. You moaned and start to bobbing your head. You already forgot that he's breaking the rules but you want to pleasuring yourself. Being fucked by a dick in your cunt and mouth stuffed with a dick is the first time for you. Saliva and Hendery's precum mixture started to running down your chin, neck, and breast. While your juice and Xiaojun's precum leaking down from your cunt. "I-I wanna.. I wanna cum!! Can I cum inside you, mommy? Want to fill you so fucking bad" Xiaojun said while still pounding into you. Hendery sent a death glare to him. "What the fuck? She's my-" you cut him "Yes, baby. Cum inside me. Wanna feel your warm cum inside my pussy. I'm on pills" you said. Hendery rolled his eyes. Few thrusts later, Xiaojun finally released his cum. "I'm cumming! Mommy, I'm cumming. A-ahhh" he let out his dick. His cum leaking from your pussy, and he decided to eat you out. "Oh my God!! Xiaojun! S-so good! Fuckkk!" you moaned, your hands jerking Hendery off. "I'm close! C'mon baby. Eat that pussy. Yes like that! Yes!!" you screamed. Xiaojun kept his tongue exploring your cunt, sucking his own cum. Hendery shocked that a virgin boy could actually pleasured his girlfriend. "I'm cuming!!!" your whole body shaking and falling on the bed, basically Xiaojun made your body weak. You released your hand from Hendery's dick, edging him. He groaned.

"It's not fair! I haven't cum yet" he protested. You laughed. "Xiaojun, sit on the couch. You're good for a virgin. But you have to learn more on how to fuck from me" he continued, flip your body so you back lay on the bed. He inserted his cock into your pussy fully in without any warning making you jolt. "Fuck! I'm still sensitive!" you groaned and he smirked. "I don't fucking care" he let out his dick and fully fuck you again. He repeated many times before he started to pounding you with fast pace. You put your right leg on his shoulder, so he could go deeper. "Hnghh, deeper! I love you, I love your cock!" you moaned and he pounded you faster. "You love my cock that much, huh? Better than Xiaojun?" he asked, kneading your breast. You nodded. He then rubbed your clit to give more stimulation. You grabbed his hair roughly as he started kissing your neck. Xiaojun wanted to try something more. So he approching you two and sit on the bed. He started to suck your nipple while Hendery kept pounding inside and out of you. Xiaojun gave you more pleasure and you moaned. "Mmmm so good! Being my pussy fucked and nipple sucked" you grabbed Hendery's hair who now hiding in the crook of your neck sending hot air while your left hand grabbed Xiaojun's hair. Hendery's right hand jerking Xiaojun's dick making him moan. Xiaojun left your nipple from his mouth, instead he's using his fingers to play with your left nipple, Hendery's fingers playing with your right one, while his other hand still pumping Xiaojun. For the reward, Xiaojun kissed Hendery and their tongue fighting against each other. Xiaojun's left hand grabbed Hendery's hair to deepen the kiss. You were really satisfied for the view in front lf you. Xiaojun moaned into the kiss because the pressure that he got from his dick. Xiaojun's hand moved from your nipple to your clit. He rubbed it so fast, as fast as Hendery's pace in fucking you. "Shit! I'm close! Don't stop please, hngg yes! I love the way your cock fucking my pussy. I love you I love you! Xiaojun you're hand's so good playing with my clit. You like it, huh?" you moaned in pleasure. Both of them nodded. Hendery's hand moved faster in rubbing Xiaojun's dick making him moan too." I'm close too, baby. Let's cum together" Hendery asked. Xiaojun couldn't say anything, only throwing back his head. After few more thrust, three of you cum together. Loud moans from you three started to filled the bedroom. "Shit, I'm cumming, baby!" Hendery shouted. Xiaojun let a loud whine "A-ahhhh oh my God, hmmm" Xiaojun whined. Hendery cum inside of you, while Xiaojun's cum on your face, putting it inside your mouth. You swallowed his seed and open your mouth again and let out your tongue to show that you already swallow his cum.

Three of you laid on the bed, fully tired. "Fuck, that was hot" you said. Three of you laughed, actually didn't believe what just happen. "We should try it again sometimes. You have three holes right? We only use two" Xiaojun said. "No! I want to have sex with her, just the two of us. No more threesome. This is the last" Hendery protested. "You're the one who asked for a threesome, dumbass" Xiaojun answered, making you laugh. "Hahaha, maybe we should try next time? I haven't tried anal before" you said making your boyfriend's eyes glared to yours. "Anyways, you're still hungry right? Why don't you go to mcdonalds?" Hendery asked Xiaojun. "Because I still want to continue our time. I only cum once" He continued. Xiaojun laughed. "Okay, okay. Let me wear my clothes first. What do you guys want?" he asked. "2 big macs. And also, can you leave us longer? I mean, I want to fuck her until she passed out" Hendery answered while looking at you. You rolled your eyes. "Ugh, fine. I'll go. Thanks Y/n. Can wait to fuck your ass" Xiaojun said leaving both of you.

"So, why don't we continue our session just the two of us?" Hendery asked you, rubbing his own cock that get's hard again. "But now, you have to obeying my word. Do you understand, princess?" he reached your hair, grabbing it roughly. You gulped.

Here we go, guess you couldn't walk and doing your plans tomorrow.

#wayv #wayv smut #wayv xiaojun #wayv hendery #wayv x reader #xiaojun smut #hendery smut #nct smut

[gicaarts]

My take on @tamak0's draw this in your style on Instagram!

I wanted to make something a bit different from the other posts I saw so I made Luca and Alberto as sea monsters! It was written on the rules that changes on the characters were allowed so I hope that is ok 🥺

That's the situation: it's a sunny day, Alberto is on work break, the underdogs decide to hang out together and get themselves some gelato, they sit on a bench to do some small talk, but suddenly the sky starts leaking, it's nothing but a sudden summer rain, drizzle is all that falls from the sky, but it's enough water to soak their ice cream cones, luckily Giulia now has the habit of carrying an umbrella around with her since she's pretty much going to get in contact with water a lot because of her aquatic friends. Luca doesn't have one though, so he tries his best to protect his gelato from the water with his own hand while they wait for the rain to go away. Meanwhile, Alberto keeps talking about his countless stories as a lifeguard and how he's "kind of an expert" on his job saving people from drowning and teaching little kids how to swim. Poor kitty right there in the corner wasn't having fun at all though, it left its shelter just to take a closer look on the strange and flashy sea monsters but ended up getting taken by the rain and started running as fast as it could before getting completely drenched, the cat ran so fast that the underdogs only noticed it a few seconds before the cat completely disappeared from the place, they all laughed at the situation as soon as they lost sight of it

They are 16-17 in here cause I honestly have no idea of how I would picture them as adults, that's why their designs are kinda lazy too, I sort of had to do this in a rush cause the challenge's end line is almost here so I didn't have exactly enough time to think of better designs, but I guess these ones are enough to get by, I'll definitely change their designs in the future tho, but I've always pictured teen Giulia with long hair in a low ponytail, that's for sure, so I'm glad I had the chance to draw her like this!

I am still very happy with how this came out though, trees and backgrounds are usually my weak spot but surprisingly they were a lot of fun to work on and I'm very proud of how they turned out! I am really satisfied with the colors as well, I love how colorful it looks! I also played around with different colors for shading and it actually looks better than I expected, especially the shading of Giulia's skin!

I like the final result very much so I hope you like it too! 🥺

#luca #alberto #giulia #pixar luca #luca pixar #luca paguro #alberto scorfano #giulia marcovaldo #luca x alberto #luberto #luca movie #luca 2021 #drawn with krita #draw this in your style #dtiys instagram #dtiys #my art #luca fanart #underdogs

[minkmousesworld]

Hi! could i request a omega Daki x Alpha reader smutty were reader is just incredibly protective of Daki and sometimes loses it but Daki both loves the attention and loves that she can actually calm the reader down?

by @gayforthem

Hello! Thank you very much for the request, and don't forget to drink water!

enjoy reading~❤️

Omegaverse AU: omega! Daki x alpha! Reader [NSFW🔞]

"Your"

warnings: modern au, kinda dark omegaverse (mention of murder), heavy petting (masturbation), mention of oral sex, mention of marking.

omega fem character x alpha (aggressive) gender neutral reader

Daki was popular.

Sometimes it felt as if every time she walked into a room, everyone stopped doing their own thing to look at her.

Daki was a bright and damn attractive omega, and she knew it. With all her bright makeup, elegant clothes, and arrogant, warm smile.

And with that cute expression she made whenever someone (usually a "fan") bothered her, but not enough to make her really angry.

She waved at them sweetly and wrapped her arms around your arm, throwing eloquent glances at your face without even looking back.

Daki lived for your reaction.

Nothing too rude — she was satisfied with your irritated face when someone clung to her, or the ostentatious indifference when another alpha tried to "seduce" her (as if they could hope for something), or the cold when someone asked if you were her alpha.

As if the mark on her neck wasn't a telling enough sign. Or that she didn't leave your side.

Or the way you looked at everyone who bothered her.

"Don't touch her"

Daki watched curiously as you tightly gripped the other alpha's hand and gently held her to you. Not that she enjoys your jealousy...

Well, she enjoyed your jealousy.

"Touch her again", you gripped the other's hand even tighter, "and I'll chew out your too-long arms, as well as your brain, which apparently isn't there. Got it?"

You're not exactly aggressive.

If you were an unbalanced type of alpha, you wouldn't be able to be a couple with her for so long.

You were just annoyed when others touched your omega.

Even if she could protect herself.

"You shouldn't have been so aggressive", Daki later whispers seductively, clinging to your clothes as you stand in a dark corner of the club, out of the bright artificial light. "Everyone knows I'm your omega. They wouldn't dare claim me"

Everyone knows you're her alpha. Only for some reason they ignore it.

Probably because if an omega smells like an alpha, it's not a sign that the omega is "marking"

What an abomination.

You looked seriously at your girlfriend, who cocked her head to one side, hanging on your every word.

So cute when she's not trying to play on your instincts.

"I'm not acting this way because of aggression against another alpha. I'm acting like this because no one can touch you without permission... Do you understand? Nobody. Even me"

If you weren't in public, Daki would purr like an affectionate cat. You have already seen, even through the gloom, how contentedly she smiled.

The color of your favorite lipstick glistened in the faint light from the dance floor.

"And if anyone does that, or otherwise interferes with you, I officially declare that I will bite their throat out"

"And if they looks?"

"I'll suck their eyes out of their sockets. Don't underestimate me, babydoll"

Daki lifts up to kiss you on the lips, wrapping her fingers around your neck. More likely to strangle than let go.

When she pulls away, the light is surprisingly reflected in her amorous eyes. Running her hand through your hair, she gently touches it, smiling coquettishly.

"Never♡"

This corner seems to be getting too lit up. And crowded. Sometimes your girlfriend's popularity is a little tiring.

Daki falls silent, relaxing in a warm embrace, unusually silent and thoughtful. you look below out of habit, expecting to see a white collar preventing a mark, but instead you see a bare neck with half a necklace hanging from it.

The other part is hanging around your neck.

"It's getting late", you gently wrap your arms around Daki's waist, which is easy to handle, though knowing her by day she would try to playfully pull away. "And not safe for cute, sleepy omegas. Let's go home"

"Is it really that unsafe to have their strong and brave alphas around?" Daki responded playfully, smiling. "Let me see... no?♡"

"Daki..."

The girl responded with a shrug and a flirtatious wink, squeezing your hand.

"Convince me that we need to go home"

At least she's never boring.

"Safer at home?"

"No, more boring at home! But what about the people? Dancing? Communication?"

You took a deep breath, and omega just giggled.

"Can we cuddle at home?"

"... perhaps..."

"At home, we'll watch some TV shows and relax?"

Daki averted her brooding gaze, pausing before looking at you coquettishly, smiling.

"Okay, we can go home if you don't like clubs so much..."

👑🌟

The walk home was quieter than you originally thought.

"Daki, don't run on the ice, you'll fall"

"Daki, your lips are blue. Maybe you'd better wear my clothes?"

"Daki, hold on to me, please. It's safer and warmer"

"[Y/n], I'm not a little girl!"

"Of course not"

In the end, Daki agreed to hide in your clothes, and "led the way" while you slowly followed her, trying not to step on her feet.

You walked in silence, which was interrupted only by short questions "are we going there for sure?" and "yes, I know, I know!". Daki gave you long looks from time to time, the meaning of which you did not understand, but decided not to ask, guessing what thoughts appeared in her head.

"Don't leave my side, dear. I've heard that there are aggressive dogs here"

"Like I might want to get away from my warm alpha, mmm"

👑🌟

It was much more comfortable at home than at the club. There were no bright lights, no strange smells, no annoying alphas that you would love to chew through an artery if they came after your omega again.

What a joy that the law does not regulate this issue in any way.

Like the question of killing alphas by omegas when they want to abuse an omega.

You looked at Daki, who, in her favorite pink sweater (your birthday present, before you even thought about starting a relationship), was looking for something interesting in a box of CDs, her head pressed against your shoulder. Bending her legs in only short socks, Daki spent a long time sorting through the disks, dissatisfied with throwing unnecessary ones.

"How about we watch this?" there was a disk in front of your face that you didn't recognize. "Something romantic... or a melodrama... Just right for this evening!"

👑🌟

The film was not bad. Not too original, but atmospheric. With songs, winter and "Christmas miracle".

Putting your arm around Daki's waist, you pressed your lips to the mark, not being too interested in the plot. Daki gave you playful glances, but to the last played hard to get, ignoring your courtship.

After kissing her neck, you slowly put your hand on her knee, watching her reactions. Daki only snuggled closer to you, giggling for a moment as you gently ran your fingers along her thigh before returning to the film, "ignoring" you.

However, it definitely became harder for her to ignore you as your fingers gently traced the inside of her thigh, very close to her panties.

A slight blush appeared on her face.

Bringing her legs together and holding your hand between her thighs, Daki gave you a hot look before tilting her head forward, submissively baring the neck you pressed your lips to.

Daki hated it when you bit her.

👑🌟

Even after the credits ended, you continued to sit, using the light from the black, unplugged screen.

You felt very warm from the warmth of your girlfriend and the faint, sweet smell that made you feel a little dizzy. Daki, on the other hand, was much less sleepy — although she didn't stop fidgeting all through the movie, squeezing your hand, and now she was breathing heavily, digging her nails into your hands, but she was silent, thinking about something.

The pain was mild and bearable, but unpleasant.

Suddenly getting out, Daki pulled you towards her, once again starting to smile coquettishly, hinting at a surprise.

And when her back hit the floor, she grabbed the sweater and pulled it up. Smiling cheekily, she raised an eyebrow at your reaction.

"Isn't that what you wanted, my love? Watch a movie and relax? Your omega is ready for anything♡"

It was hard to deny that now, lying under you, with her cheeks so rosy and her expression so confident, she didn't look... attractive.

Very attractive.

"And? Why are you only looking? My breasts are waiting♡"

And grabbing your head, Daki confidently placed it on her chest while continuing to smile cheekily. One hand clutching the clothes on your back, the other she placed on your head, stroking, watching you.

Daki has always been a warm body, but you doubted that now you will want to fall asleep again. Although, her breasts were a great place to sleep — soft, with large, pink nipples that she once wanted to pierce.

Some pink jewelry would look great. In addition, you could play with the piercing — wrap your lips and gently pull. Or, if it's rings, you could come up with something about light chains.

Considering how masochistic Daki was, she would have liked that. As long as you don't tell her to obey you outside of bed.

"Hey, [Y/n]?" whispered Daki, continuing to stroke your hair as you gently played with her breasts, squeezing and rubbing to hear her moan, "I love you"

You stopped, looking from her breasts to your girlfriend.

"What are you looking at?" said Daki excitedly, still patting you on the head. "I mean... look, even if you threaten to hit the other alphas, or, you know, kill them, I appreciate it. I know I'm acting like I don't like it, but I don't. It's kind of nice"

You were still looking at your girlfriend, which made her even more embarrassed.

"Okay! Good! It turns me on when you act like a bossy alpha! All right?! Stop staring like that! This is normal for omega!"

Grabbing the nipple, you pulled slightly, causing Daki to suddenly moan, spreading her legs for you.

You immediately moved your hand lower, gently stimulating through the thin, already wet panties, to which Daki abruptly squeezed your hair, trying to grip your hand tighter.

You pressed harder, indulging your girlfriend, moving your fingers more roughly, as if you were trying to tear your panties and get inside.

But your pressure was interrupted by Daki, pulling you and aggressively kissing you on the lips, not allowing you to pull away, with the second hand trying to caress you to those places that she could reach.

She swung her leg over your hip and pulled you back, panting and shivering.

"I love you too, my Queen"

It was even wetter between her legs, and the completely wet panties made it easier for you to slide over her labia, but prevented her from having an orgasm. Even the faint touch of her clit, though it sent a shiver of pleasure through her body, only made her tease harder.

"Damn it, just rip it off me already!" she whispered, trying to kiss you again, "or I'm about to bring myself to orgasm"

"Who can make you better than yourself?"

"Damn, I hate you!"

👑🌟

There was something cute about how red Daki was, biting the edge of her sweater and masturbating in front of you.

With ringing, squelching sounds, then penetrating inside with her fingers, caressing herself from the inside, then taking them out, stroking her labia, she purred charmingly while you stimulated her wet clit.

The performance, consisting of her reaction and sounds, was delightful.

Arching, she trembled, her mouth open and her legs clenched sharply, blocking your view. You only began to caress more slowly, feeling a strong tremor, continuing until she again spread her legs.

Slipping down to you, Daki clung trustingly to your shoulder, wet and shivering.

"You see", you began gently, massaging the girl's back, "you're doing just fine on your own, like a big girl"

The bite on the shoulder looked more like a symbol of embarrassment and indignation than defiance. Especially with that sweet, red face she tried to hide from you.

"Shut up", Daki said, catching her breath. "Shut up and get on the couch. And take off your clothes. We're not done yet"

"Oops?"

"My mouth isn't just made to rip out your opponents' throats and bite you if you didn't know it"

#daki x reader #daki #gender neutral reader #demon slayer scenarios #kimetsu no yaiba scenarios #🍮.omegaverse au #🍮.modern au #submission #nsft #kimetsu no yaiba smut #daki smut #🍡.masturbation #🍡.petting