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honestlywtfisgoingon · 2 years

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Politics and Pleasure 2 —Obi-Wan Kenobi

PART 1

obi-wan x padawan!reader (is this a two-shot??)

description: you and obi finally make it back to your shared room

warnings: language, fluff, smut, a run in w ewan’s huge dick

a/n: wow i intended this to be a one-shot but i didn’t expect that many ppl (particularly @cassrage and @ktrivia) to want a part 2, esp bc i haven’t actually written a lot. it’s actually so sweet to hear feedback so pls comment and reblog <3 also this went on a different direction than i meant it to so maybe be prepared for that? idk.

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You didn’t even make it inside the room before Obi was on you, his big plans in mind. Both of his hands held your face to pull you in for a passionate kiss with your back against the ornate door. The luxurious surroundings gave this moment a romance that you usually didn’t get to enjoy.

“What if someone sees?” you laughed, barely managing to get the words out with Obi not wanting your lips to part no matter the reason.

“You have a fair point, my padawan.” he breathed out heavily with his forehead pressed against yours. “It pains me though, to hide. I want nothing more than for everyone to see how much I love you.” he looked down until you lifted your head to make eye contact, brushing your nose against his chin in the process which gained attention. It wasn’t really on purpose, you were just naturally eye level with the edge of his beard and it happened every time you looked up at him.

“I know Obi,” you lamented with him, “but as long as we know we love each other, that’s enough.”

“Maker, you’re incredible,” he whispered before catching your lips once more. He reached behind you, which you assumed was just to hold you until you were tumbling into the room due to his turning the door handle without warning. He was prepared to catch you, of course. He would sooner be ran over by a bantha than let a single hair on your head be harmed, but that didn’t mean he was beyond messing with you. You let out a squeal of surprise at the same time he kicked the door closed behind him. He could no longer hide the neediness he felt back in the conference room.

With one arm already around you, he bent down to hook his other arm under your knees, carrying you over to the bed bridal style. He was beaming down at you all the way there, so completely focused on nothing else that he almost tripped on a pillow that was left lying on the floor. Thoughts of you distracted even his jedi senses which should have warned him of such a minor obstacle. Even then, Obi-Wan wouldn't be the victim of a plushy little pillow, he would be a victim of his love for you.

He laid you gently on the bed and you bit your lip watching him shed his robes at the foot of the bed before crawling on top of you. You instinctively wrapped your legs around him as he ground against you. The friction he was creating caused him to shudder as he dragged his lips down your neck. You wrapped your legs around him tighter, trying to lift yourself so you could press against him further. Large hands stopped you by holding your hips down, preventing you from getting any more stimulation than what he was already giving you. A moment later, one of them slid past your hips to hold your ass. You arched into him, and once again he didn’t let you. He was obviously getting the message, but he was choosing to ignore it to drag out your want, but you had waited far too long for this surrounded by all those dreary politicians.

Obi-Wan had to pull back to understand what you were saying as all your words were muffled by his kisses.

“Yes, my love?” he said in a voice that would’ve been sexier if he wasn’t wearing puppy eyes and pink cheeks at the same time.

“I don’t want to wait anymore.” you pouted.

“Well maybe—“

“No. I’ve decided I'm not going to,” he looked at you confused but intrigued, “It’s my turn to be master,”

“Oh?” he raised his brows. He was uncomfortable giving up control, but he could never deny you. “Are you sure? This will make you happy?” you nodded. He hesitated, taking a large gulp before lifting the hands that held you underneath him. The great Master Kenobi relinquished power to you with just a few words and a bat of your lashes. Knowing he wouldn’t do that for anyone else filled you with a sense of pride. What was a big deal to you was to him, only a glimpse of his love; the beginning of an infinite list of things he would happily give up for you.

When you felt the pressure of his body on top of you leave, you grabbed onto his shoulders and rolled both of you over so that you could straddle him. You were slightly nervous, and the one person you couldn’t hide that from was now underneath you. You giggled a little as his eyes widened. Suddenly, you became hyper-aware of what you were doing.

This physical position wasn’t new to you, but the mental position of the dominant one with Obi-Wan was foreign. He felt the uneasiness in your signature and not only comforted you by placing a hand on yours, but by radiating encouragement from his lam force. It was something he did often during training, and it reminded you that your safe place was wherever he was.

You put on a more confident face and Obi-Wan wanted to smile at how adorable you were but he knew you didn’t feel like being his “dear little one” right now. In a moment he didn’t even have to pretend as one roll of your hips made him gasp. With each movement, you gained more confidence and you felt him grow underneath too, which you didn’t even think was possible at this point. The harder he became the more pressure you felt on your clit. At a certain point, you weren’t concerned with being in control, you were distracted by the fluttering feeling you got from the friction. Your hands fell on his chest, running through the auburn hair there until you gripped his shoulders. With a groan, his hands snapped up to hold your thighs and his thumbs rubbed back and forth, the calluses leaving a bit of red every time they crossed your skin.

It was sweet to you how hands that were so rough tried to handle you so gently, far from the way he gripped a lightsaber in combat. Others saw an intimidating warrior, and you just saw Obi; a man who got excited over tea flavors and just so happened to be carrying a sword.

The calluses continued to graze your thighs as he worked his way up to hold your waist under your tunic. After holding them there to guide you as you continued to grind on top of him, he moved his hands up to cup your breasts, giving them a soft squeeze before pulling the edge of your tunic up until he couldn’t go any higher and you had to pull the piece of clothing off yourself. You leaned down to graze your teeth against the shell of his ear, leaving a gap between you that allowed him to unbutton his pants. He wriggled underneath you, trying to finish getting undressed without you having to get up. You took the opportunity to slide your hand beneath his boxers which got in his way but made him moan just like you wanted.

“You’re so always so impatient for me and yet you’re the only thing stopping me from being inside of you right now,”

You frowned, just beginning to tease, but reminding you that you could already be halfway to your high made you remove your hand and sit back on your heels. He just smiled and gave you a peck on your lips before removing and throwing his pants across the room, which took about half a second now that he was unhindered.

Apparently, he was under the impression that he was going to be on top again but you corrected him quickly by pushing his shoulders back and giving him passionate kisses up his chest until you reached his lips, enjoying the sensation of his beard.

Just like how he gave you no warning before plunging his fingers into you earlier, you wasted no time in slamming yourself down on his cock, causing him to throw his head back with a strangled moan that had him clapping his hand over his mouth to stifle it.

It was hot, sure, but it hurt a lot more. Past experiences should have taught you that you couldn’t take him without letting him take the time to adjust you first. Honestly, it was a little ridiculous to you, the fact that he was just so…big. When he saw you wince and cry out softly, he immediately sat up with concern.

“y/n,” He removed you from him gently and held your face, hugging you when he saw that your eyes were watering. You recovered quickly and began to giggle and he pulled back in confusion.

“I’m ok Obi, I just didn’t think that through as much as I should’ve. I wasn’t…ready for you,” you tried to put him at ease.

You knew he was processing your words until he raised his eyebrows in surprise with a small “Oh,” he chuckled a little after a moment, looking down and blushing slightly in embarrassment. “Do you want to stop?” he would stop immediately if you said yes, but you could tell that he was secretly hoping for a different response.

Not for the world.

He heard you in his head and his smirk said that he liked your answer very much.

Do you want me to help?

Saying yes would be to accept defeat and surrender your pretend title of master, but going back to being his “dear little one” didn’t sound so bad. Trying things was fun, but you preferred your dynamic.

Please?

Of course. Wouldn’t want to have to call a medic would we now?

I swear, your sass—

Did I say anything? I didn’t say anything!

You thought it and—

He cut off your playful little argument with a kiss and rolled you ever so carefully on your back, his hand cradling the back of your head. you stretched out your arms above you, trying to relax your body. He glided his hand along the smooth length of your arms, until he met your wrists, taking both of them in one hand. He lifted a leg over his hip and he pressed barely any of him inside you. He looked at you with concern until you let out a happy sigh, allowing him to let out the breath he was holding. You recognized the familiar pattern of him pushing in and pulling out, going deeper each time. It helped that you were absolutely soaked for him, to the point where each time he gave you more, it made you gush, coating the sheets. Inch by inch he stretched you out, using the force to communicate with you the whole time.

When he bottomed out and you felt him fill you all the way up in your stomach, he paused so both of you could relish the feeling. Afterward, you nodded at him to continue. He picked up his pace and you started to throb around him. You began to make what he would describe as “the prettiest noises he’d ever heard”, but it was only when you arched your back into him completely that assured him he didn't need to watch himself in case you got hurt. This confirmation led him to roll his hips in a certain way while he was still inside you, every ridge of his dick imprinting your walls. The hand not holding up your wrists pulled your knee over his shoulder, your leg going up in the air and toes curling as he continued.

You could tell he was trying to keep his moans quiet but it was getting hard so you kissed him as deep as you could so that he could release them fully, muffled against your lips. When they parted, he excitedly slipped his tongue in between them. The taste that came from your tongues twirling around each other was, to you, the sweetest in the world. Only when there was a need for air did you separate. A whine tried to escape you but it was successfully caught when you bit your lip.

“Darling, I want to look at you. My good girl just looks so pretty when she cums,” he told you when your eyes fluttered shut. Those words made you melt. It wasn’t without effort that you obeyed him, but it was worth it to see the blue in his eyes disappear behind his pupils. A few strands fell in front of them and you blew it out of his face seeing as how your hands were detained.

I love you.

I love you too.

He looked down at you in such a way that there was no doubt that he was all yours, and you hoped he noticed you looking at him the same.

He did, and it filled him with a joy that he had never felt possible until he fell in love with you.

“Master please!” you cried. If he wasn’t holding you down you would be thrashing, your body losing control of itself with each delicious thrust. Sparks crept up between your legs and you felt the shadow of an orgasm. When his teeth suddenly bumped against yours and each drag in and out of your cunt began to lose its rhythm, you knew he was close too.

Your lips smashed together and your forces wrapped around each other just before both of you peaked. The tips of your fingers and toes went numb, all blood rushing to your pussy. Both your brain and your pussy were flooded, the former with ecstasy and the latter with evidence of his. Your shared orgasm was so strong that your ears had a slight ring when you began to regain your senses. Both your muscles and your breathing grew heavy. You pushed his sweaty hair back before bringing your hand down to caress his cheeks, feeling more of his slight sweat on the edge of his beard. He leaned into your touch, pressing a kiss to your palm before rolling off of you.

Taking advantage of the now vacant space, you sprawled over the bed. The sound of liquid pouring and the padding of feet could be heard in the background.

“Up,” Obi-Wan said softly, a glass of water in his hand. Once you sat up, he lifted your chin with a knuckle and held it to your lips to drink. When you took it from him he parted your knees to have access between your legs for what was the third time today and probably not the last. Carefully pressing a damp cloth against your entrance, he cleaned up the mess he had made. He had filled you up to where it left excess of him to continue to leak out.

For you, aftercare was dedicated to admiring him and extending your feelings of gratitude through the force. He smiled softly at your messages while continuing. When he finished and disregarded the towel and set your cup down somewhere, he laid next to you, pulling the sheets up and over you.

With his remaining energy, he peppered your face with kisses until you hid your face in his chest. It was too early to go to sleep, so you just laid there in comfortable silence. You loved the feeling of his breath fanning against your forehead. He was actually trying to memorize your scent, wanting to remember what it was like to be close to you during his long missions away.

Right now though, he wasn’t on a mission. You were right here in the same bed as him, and he as going to hold on to this moment as long as he could.

#obi wan kenobi #obi wan #obi wan and anakin #obi wan kenobi x y/n #star wars #obi wan smut #obi wan x reader #obi wan kenobi x reader #obi wan kenobi smut #obi wan x padawan!reader #star wars smut

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johannestevans · 1 year

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tbh i think it would be cool if a series just had a pregnant dude and no one was like "wow a man is pregnant???" or literally questioned it at all. like he's just got a beard and is pregnant and "here, man, you shouldn't be lifting that in your condition" and it's just normal

esp in a fantasy series where he doesn't even have to go off his magical equivalent of T to be pregnant. it's just chill and he's fine except that his ankles hurt and he's ready for this to be Over

#musings

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thot-son-of-odin · 1 year

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wow the thing about Odin AND Frigga and all of Asgard to some degree commenting about Thor's body since a tender age (as in: he's the crown prince, he should be taller, stronger, bigger). And Thor's this skinny boy, then a skinny teenager, eating a lot, working out a lot, training abnormal hours to reach a pleasing "look" to his peers (in the comics Odin often comments about Thor not growing a beard as if he's less manly for that. I think that's why forcibly having his hair cut was a nightmare). Trying again and again and again to perfect his fighting skills knowning that, all the time, he's been watched and judged

YEAH! It’s probably been ingrained in him that he is the realm and the realm is him. If he’s weak, then so is the realm. If he’s not the ideal aesir then the realm will reflect that! And yeah!!! People (esp frigga and Odin) probably bodyshame him. Hc Thor uses food as a way to cope with not having control in any other aspect of his life. He’s definitely dealing with some severe eating issues and anxieties, if not a full blown eating disorder.

#thor #thor and trauma #thor cannons

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adecila · 2 years

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Daario & Daenerys we’re fine in FTC? 👀 Really? Wow, I thought it seemed more as if they were heading towards a toxic off and on relationship in which Daenerys would’ve likely been hurt multiple times in the process. She doesn’t need a little boy toy who hasn’t figured out what he wants + feelings anyway. Dany deserves a REAL man… with a beard apparently esp after the last chapter. 🧔🏻‍♂️ Imagining Daenerys visiting the set & getting captured by paps with her teasing + touching his clean shaven face… the Jonerys squad in the fic would die!

Not to be annoying...but you're way off Dany x Daario in FTC 🙈 Like I said, as far as we know from what we've seen in the past 7 chapters they were happy. Dany only broke up with him when she did because of Jon and the contract. For all you've been shown and told he's been nothing but a supportive and loving boyfriend while they were together.

I know your ask comes from a good place, and wanting jonerys to be the best ship ever—which it totally is 😤 don't get me wrong. But that's not what the story has showed us so far. I can't speak on Daario’s actions (or Dany’s) had Jon never entered into Dany's life, and I don't want to, because that's not the story Amy and I chose to tell.

Oh trust me the jonerys shippers in the fic are definitely winning this 🤭 At least for the rest of the contract they're going to win every fight with the antis 🤫

#alice has mail #ftc #not trying to be rude but i think there are a lot of assumptions on what their relationship was...and they're false #because that's not what the text shows #as for his not so nice things he's done about the song and the old pic he posted...well i can sort of understand where he's coming from #she dumped him out of nowhere... that has to be rough #so im personally giving him some slack 🙈#i hope you don't take my reply the wrong way 🤍

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reallyhardy · 4 years

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The actor(s) who plays Plankton really knows how to rock an eyepatch (sorry Patchy)

they sure do!!! and altho i couldn’t get a .gif of him since the only recorded performance of him as plankton was the nick kids choice awards and camera never zoomed in on him, but i love allan as plankton too:

#the spongebob musical #sheldon j plankton #allan k washington #nick blaemire #wesley taylor #tristan mcintyre #Anonymous #if i could get an HD clip of #the nick performance or just like...any of allan as plankton i would like #make this #into a proper gifset but augh #also allan is definitely the Hottest(TM)#esp. with the beard wow.......

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ohthathurt · 6 years

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#i knew that vacation was too good to be true #when they cancelled his pride appearance and he suddenly appeared in cannes for d&g #they literally stopped him from going to pride just so they could set up his next bearding #like wow yikes how low can they stoop to do this to the boys #esp liam who was looking like sunshine the entire time and we had absolutely no idea he'd already done stunting #like anon said he looks done because he prolly is #i feel horrible for him and wish i could give him a hug thats all #my tags

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muirneach · 3 years

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alexander zelkin is going to be the goddamn death of me

#not in a 'wow i love this guy' way but like i just cannot fucking handle his voice its so deep but its so FUNNY #his songs come on and i lose it. shuffle is killin me rn #esp les raftsmen. that intro? good lord #music #kay sorry i just looked him up and he's got a sick beard so uh sorry alexander i dont wanna start shit youre probably very cool

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muwur · 4 years

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snapchat headcanons

✧ hc’s ✧ for using snapchat w ur boi toi ft. the pretty setter squad

❧ gn reader

✎ 3.1k words

a/n: kinda a combo of how they use sc and the kinds of snaps they send you! along w wat u send them, and uh... dating stuf n shenanigans? texting/snapping habits? my fantasies? IDEK ANYMORE EOFHEFJ

this was born from the recesses of my mind , which desired nothing mor than snapchats from suga , us sending cute selfies , others bein dumb n chaotic , no context videos , n him snapping me photos of some mangoes on sale he said he’ll buy for me DXX it’s too late for me now

doing research on hq bois and surfing thru sc features (im just now realizing theres quite a bit?? im hoping i address most of them at some point lolol) instead of real life tings aHHhhhHAHA

requests: open! will be working on a suga one i got, dw, requester!

sugawara

✧ sends good morning and good night snaps

✧ so he’s rlly good at keeping streaks, probs has the longest ones (one of them being y’alls streak)

✧ posts tidbits of volleyball practice on his story every once in a while

✧ snaps you pics of his sleeping teammates when they’re coming back to school after a long day of matches , adding a single ‘❤️’ as a caption

✧ he will also create colorful masterpieces on all of them

✧ gives daichi a santa beard, tanaka a squiggly stache (i imagine it to look like spongebob n patrick’s seaweed ones now that were mEN), n kageyama sum angry brows,,, wait he already has them lolol u good der kags

✧ posts a picture of you when you’re hanging out, captioning it: “🥰“

✧ has conversations with you purely via snaps

✧ ranges from casual chats and checking up on u to crackwhoring ( ** indicates the photo, while the “” quotes indicate the caption, all snaps are italicized, otherwise its regular dialogue)

✧ suga: *peace sign* “hey sweetheart, how r u?”

✧ you: *pics of homework* “ahh, drowning in school ;-; i cant wait for this week to be over fghjkl”

✧ suga: *close up with :o on his face* “let’s study together tmrw!”

✧ or

✧ suga: *complete darkness* “its 3 am n i cant sleep”

✧ you: *the top half of your head, laying on a pillow* “ ;( aw babe. do u want me to send something to help u sleep?”

✧ suga: *still in darkness* “y u still up?? go sleep. n 🥺 yes pls”

✧ you: *snaps pics of feet* “that’ll be 50 bucks, pay up”

✧ suga: *darkness remains* “can we make a trade instead? i promise to make it worth ;)”

✧ ok now u BOTH cant sleep (im sry my crackheading be acting up around 2am eeryday, i stan a mischievous suga--)

✧ video chats (in the darkness lol) instead until you both pass out (im not in luv u r 😭)

✧ super down to take filtered selfies w you

✧ does all the silly ones with you (things like ’angry face’ or the frog one)

✧ but also rlly digs lookin cute with you using some heart crowns, y’all an aesthetic (n crakhead) duo fosho

✧ def subscribes to life hacks and tries them out himself, has a 50% success rate

kageyama

✧ doesn’t rlly use snapchat too much

✧ but when he does

✧ will either send you a picture to indicate he’s at volleyball practice (wow wat a sexi lookin gym floor)

✧ or some random picture of whatever he’s doing at the moment (*drinking milk*)

✧ this is mostly in order to save streaks

✧ he’s so bad at streaks

✧ “why does it matter?? what’s the point of sending just black screens or whatever’s in front of you at the moment??”

✧ can’t keep a consistent streak for more than 3 days and also doesn’t care (until hinata challenges him to see who can have the longer one)

✧ when you send him videos of him playing, he really focuses on them to try to improve his technique. asks you to send those vids to him (assuming u saved them, which u did)

✧ but when you look over his shoulder when he’s watching a video and give him some compliment (“i recorded at the perfect moment! that was a really good set, kageyama!”), he gets a bit flustered

✧ gets even more flustered but pretty happy whenever you post videos on your story showing karasuno winning some points with captions like:

✧ “footage of the legendary quick >.>” or “karasuno crows flyin high!” or “these bois make my heart 😭 im so proud”

✧ you WILL catch him off guard in photos, using filters that surrounds his head w/ emojis like 🥺💖🥰💘

✧ you also put these on your story (to his dismay)

✧ ppl comment on these mor than anything else (n for those who dont rlly kno kageyama, theyre kinda surprised to him like this)

✧ hinata snickers “hey kageyama you look pretty good here--”

✧ takes some selfies with you, mostly cuz you want them

✧ saves them after u send them over (n secretly cherishes them)

✧ occasionally watches his subscriptions, they’ll usually involve sports, mostly volleyball (who woulda guessed)

✧ you use his bitmoji to test out random facial expressions you would never see him wear

✧ you: “can you smile and wink like this? act like you’re the obnoxious charming guy in a shojo.”

✧ will actually attempt, but it looks so bad that you die inside and he never wants to try again cuz of ur laughing outburst (you: “😭😭 bb im sorry i couldnt help it”)

oikawa

✧ literally sends you anything and everything

✧ morning bathroom selfie to show off how good his hair came out that day, saying:

✧ “he has risen”

✧ or “i woke up like this”

✧ and my favorite, “you’re lucky you get this content for frEE”

✧ selfies with iwa, who just looks annoyed and exasperated at the camera

✧ sends you pics of his lunch and snacks (“bet u wish u had milk bread too”)

✧ always packs extra milk bread so he could convince you to stay at his practice after school--

✧ FILTERSS

✧ I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENUF

✧ will either use the filters that make him kayooottt (cute)

✧ loves the ones named ‘hearts,’ ‘soft,’ ‘peach,’ ‘butterfly cheeks,’ vsco filters LOL, etc

✧ uses ‘big mouth’ when he feelin a bit sASSY; also loves to use this one when he rants, it channels his inner valley girl

✧ sometimes he’ll be snacking or drinking something while he does so (“hey guys today im gonna eat these milk buns from my favorite bakery and this bomb orange juice and complain about this little kid who talked smack to me earlier and almost made me cry--”)

✧ takes cute selfies with you, is an aesthetic selfie king, puts them on his story to show off he’s hangin with you

✧ but on your story you only post the ones he looks bad in LOL

✧ has separate stories for his every need, some r private (and lucky you, ur included in all of them)

✧ titles them ‘mean things iwa said to me today,’ ‘ranting hotbox + mukbangs,’ ‘a day in the life of oikawa,’ ‘volleyball 🏐,’ ‘unpopular opinions,’ etc.

✧ fitting room photoshoots lol

✧ “y/n, what do you think of this??” “and this?” “oOH WHAT ABOUT THIS??”

✧ ends up calling you through video chat so you can live critique his choices

✧ “oikawa, please no, i can’t be seen with you in public if you wear those--”

✧ also changes his bitmoji’s outfits from time to time, hopes you’ll notice, but you don’t LOL (oikawa: ;((((((( )

kenma

✧ uses sc usually just to reply to messages ppl send him

✧ indifferent about streaks, but keeps a few with ppl he’s closer to

✧ mindlessly plays the snapchat games with you, finds some of them kinda cute

✧ you both made his bitmoji for him, dressing his up in the orange cat suit

✧ you also helped make kuroo’s and put his in the black cat suit to match--

✧ snaps you every time he gets a new game, starts playing it, and once he finishes

✧ started to post some gameplays and reviews on his sc story (might as well add them to sc since he was already on other social platforms), and ended up amassing a large following

✧ follows the tech and gaming stories on sc

✧ as well as the ones with cute animals--

✧ open to selfies with you, usually wears a calm expression and holds up a peace sign

✧ even occasionally sticks his tongue out

✧ his story is occasionally heavily bombarded with candids of him w/ pretty sc filters, all taken by you

✧ but of all the filters, you love using the clout glasses on him

✧ especially when he’s just minding his own business

✧ “kenma, in his tru habitat” when hes cocooned in a blanket

✧ “kenma, on his way to steal yo manz” while on his way to the bathroom

✧ “kenma, next iron chef. watch out gordon” as he’s cooking instant ramen

✧ “kenma” n das it

✧ but he thinks it meme-y so he lets you do whatever you want, kinda digs it

✧ you end up dedicating your snap story to memes of kenma and the nekoma volleyball team. ppl are in it for the shits n giggles n hot bois

✧ you later discover someone else did the same thing with their volleyball team filled with hot bois from shiratorizawa, and you befriend tendou and share funni internet tings

akaashi

✧ 99% of his photos include either you or bokuto or both

✧ bokuto spams akaashi’s story and contact list with selfies and videos of himself using weird filters, often gets you to join him

✧ has several streaks, but will send something with more substance than a black screen or his bedroom window

✧ will usually involve smthng that just happened to him or smthing he saw, like:

✧ “a kind older lady offered me some apples in return for helping her”

-or:

✧ “how do i break the news to bokuto that the yaikniku place he’s been wanting to go to for the past week ,,, is closed today”

✧ o n let’s not leave out:

✧ “is it possible to conjure a ghost using a wooden spatula, ketchup, and a chalk drawn hexagram? bokuto’s been paranoid ever since he tried last night and i dont know what to tell him. seriously, help”

✧ looks through stories occasionally, comments whenever bokuto makes questionable decisions

✧ also comments on whatever you’ve posted. his words range from “you’re cute” to “why,” depending on the content

✧ ppl know when y’all are hanging out cuz he’ll post smthing to indicate he’s with you, usually it’s some candid and you’re not paying attention

✧ appreciation posts for you as well! esp if you got him something, like onigiri or his fav, Nanohana no Karashiae , for lunch! (akaashi: *snaps a pic of his food* “thank you y/n for feeding me”)

✧ prefers video calling over texting/snapping whenever possible tho

✧ occasionally reminisces thru his sc memories

✧ enjoys the flashback feature and will send them to you and bokuto (cuz they’re about y’all anyway lolol)

✧ also has secretly saved a bunch of selfies of himself, consists of him trying out a lot of the filters (he feelin himself)

✧ you, one day, looking thru his phone and discovering them: “akaashi, you’re so pretty wtf”

✧ akaashi: “...”

koganegawa

✧ sends you selfies of him before practice

✧ during breaks

✧ and after practice, usually makes a comment about how it went for him that day like:

✧ “i hit a decent toss today and futakuchi actually complimented me!”

✧ that, or:

✧ “i got yelled at 17 times today 😢😩”

✧ has quite a few streaks, his longest ones being with you and hinata

✧ def uses filters

✧ tries out every funny one he finds and sends you videos

✧ “look y/n im an aaaaAALlliiEEENnnNNN oo oo hoo hhhooOOh”

✧ “now im a chicky nuggy!!” (chicken nugget)

✧ also enjoys the doodle feature

✧ but he uses the filter with the clout glasses unironically--

✧ usually when smth good happens to him and he feels happy and/or cool about it

✧ “just beat the boss in this game on my 69th try B)”

✧ “kogane, that’s--”

✧ plays sc games with you and thinks bitmojis r cool

✧ kinda sad he cant find a hair option that matches him tho lolol rip

✧ you: “you hair’s just,,, unique,,,”

✧ subscribed to anything sports and fitness, as well as pop culture so he can stay in the loop

✧ also watches everyone else’s stories, pointing out whenever he sees smthing cool and/or interesting

✧ “woahh, karasuno’s at nationals right now! i wish we could’ve won, but next year for sure!!”

✧ you encourage him at all his games, hyping him up irl and online

✧ “koganegawa: best setter 😍!!”

✧ luckily you didnt record the parts he completely messed up LOL

semi

✧ before going out with you, snaps you a pic of his casual outfit like:

✧ semi: “does this look ok”

✧ you: “babe you look great, tendou was just messing with you”

✧ will make unwanted appearances on tendou’s snap and complains to you about them

✧ “i didnt consent to being part of his meme page” and

✧ “okay, but he didn’t only have to share all the moments i messed up--”

✧ also indifferent about streaks but will do them

✧ sometimes sends snaps/streaks indicating he’s practicing his music

✧ when you see these you usually ask him to send you vids or if you can come over n watch

✧ initially is a bit shy about it but he loves what he does and you and knows you’re genuinely interested and supportive so he agrees

✧ secretly rlly enjoys having you as his personal audience

✧ lowkey into asmr, like the soap cutting shit as well as chewing crunchy things

✧ also watches food porn and clips of mukbangs, then can’t resist going on youtube and watching the whole thing

✧ “y/n, can we try this, it looks so good--”

✧ will also often watch oikawa’s stories, especially his ‘ranting hotbox + mukbangs,’ and makes comments about him being an idiot

✧ “this kid he’s talking about is a savage”

✧ but admits they’re quite entertaining

✧ just looks serious in all the selfies you take with him

✧ you: “can you look like you’re enjoying yourself?”

✧ semi: “i look cooler like this tho”

✧ sc memories filled with shenanigans from you and the volleyball team, doodles, and mirror selfies with him experimenting diff looks (you: “tendou, you got him way too concerned about this”)

✧ also enjoys showing off he’s with you, taking a short video of you when you hang out

✧ you: “semi, i look bad right now”

✧ semi: “but you can never look bad”

✧ you: “🥺 bb”

✧ viewers: “aw”

✧ shiratorizawa: “can he be this nice with us LOL”

shirabu

✧ his main mode of communication with you is mostly through the regular messaging app, so he doesn’t use sc too much

✧ also doesn’t care for streaks and is bad at keeping them

✧ will answer to you or his senpais rather soon tho

✧ but lets all his other notifications pile up a bit before finally going thru them

✧ goes through the snaps he receives really fast, spending like 2 seconds each to look at them cuz aint nobody got time for dat

✧ doesn’t even rlly open goshiki’s LOL

✧ you have fun using filters on him and taking videos while he’s just doing his own thing peacefully like studying

✧ it takes him a second to notice and when he finally looks up, he just gives you an exasperated look

✧ cue you cracking up with laughter bc the filter finally shows up on his face

✧ his eyes and mouth are now on mike wazowski

✧ that, or his face becomes so disturbingly moRPhed like an alien

✧ caption: “ken-chan, my future medical man 😍”

✧ “y/n, please, this is like the 7th time in the last 20 minutes--”

✧ finally convinced him to take a study break and hang out with you

✧ which usually consists of snacking and light banter while you lay your head on his lap

✧ and scrolling through snapchat stories and showing him what everyone else is up to and cool things you’re subscribed to

✧ “loooook, dr. miami’s doing another butt job! is this the line of work you’re studying so hard for?”

✧ “no, it’s really not”

✧ is actually very soft with you and likes having the photos and vids for memories

atsumu

✧ sends you snaps where his brother looks bad, captioning it:

✧ “this is evidence that im the hotter twin”

✧ likewise, osamu sends you snaps where atsumu looks even worse

✧ like, the mans passed out, looking rekt and open mouthed, drool seeping into his pillow

✧ osamu: “u still have time to break up with him”

✧ also lucky for you, atsumu also loves to take unflattering photos of you and send them to you randomly at like 2 am

✧ you: “nani tf when did you even take this??”

✧ usually posts a snap while he’s out somewhere like at a match, the gym, outside on a run, a party, or just hanging out with you or his frens

✧ however, makes sure you look good if you show up on his story cuz he wants to show you off

✧ doesn’t really care for streaks, but has a lott

✧ but also has a tON of unopened snaps

✧ is the type to send just a black screen n call it a day, or maybe spice it up by sending a pic of the sexi gym floor (a comeback) w his shoe in the corner

✧ will, however, consistently respond to you and kinda looks forward to ur snaps (secretly hopes you show ur face)

✧ but when you dont:

*in class*

✧ atsumu: *a smirk on his face* “your content’s kinda dry today”

✧ you: *your sexi desk* “my nudez ain’t free, i demand compensation”

✧ atsumu: *grasped his chin in thought, but angled the cam up bc he needa hide his phone in class lolol* “what if i... take you out on a romantic excursion”

✧ you: * your face but with ‘sausage’ filter* “🥵🥵🥵🥵 yessir, what u want”

✧ rlly only wants to have pics of your face wat a closeted sOFTIE

✧ likes to have content on his flashbacks

✧ usually has other social media sources to keep up to date with things

✧ actually rlly digs using sc filters, mostly ones that’ll make him look like a queen

✧ captions a selfie of you two like: “me >>>>>>> y/n”

✧ but nearly everyone who comments on it is like: “i think you flipped the sign, bro 🤥”

✧ judges ppl who are into soap cutting asmr (you will never hear the end of it if you also like it)

a/n: sc kinda dying for me, my use went from suga to an atsumu to like nearly nonexistent LOL

also o gawd i already have ideas here n there for a pt 2 so stay tuned fjxnwfesd hope it takes me less long cuz this one took me fkin foreva LOL

idk y i made semi like mukbangs but i feel like he’d be rlly into them--

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu reader insert #sugawara x reader #kageyama x reader #oikawa x reader #kenma x reader #akaashi x reader #koganegawa x reader #semi x reader #shirabu x reader #atsumu x reader #haikyuu headcanons

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hellhoundsprey · 3 years

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fic - jack finally convincing sam to pop his cherry after learning about sex and begging him forever, featuring major size kink, esp around sams muscles and dick, belly bulge, sam's hand over jacks mouth or stuffing something into his mouth to keep him quiet so dean doesnt end up hearing them, sam getting pretty rough cause jack feels so good and it's so wrong it just makes it even hotter

Combining this one with:

#1 @lilith-the-ancient: Sam gently teaching overeager Jack how to masturbate, which turns into him teaching Jack how to have sex (though please no bottom Sam).

#2 @lilith-the-ancient: Jack's birthday present is Sam's dick, which he takes very, very enthusiastically.

Warnings: rough sex, unsafe sex, age difference, sam sometimes drifts into trauma-related thoughts

Tags: first time, top!sam, bottom!jack, sam is not a good dad, sam monsterfucker winchester doing what he does best

Sam glares but proceeds to pull his shirt over his head.

“I hope you’re happy with yourself.”

Jack, who is blissfully unaware of the existence of sarcasm, nods enthusiastically as he steps closer and puts his hands where his eyes are glued to: Sam’s chest, the wide expanse of it and then down his ribs, his abs. He can’t take his eyes off all that newly-bare skin. Jack is already flushed just from this.

This might be a bad idea.

“C’mon.” Sam plucks Jack’s shirt out of his jeans. “Get a move on.”

He’s locked the door. Dean is busy with his new issue of Busty Asian Beauties and maybe that’s part of why Jack brought this up again, seeing it laid out on the table before Dean was reprimanded to please take it to your room, seriously—what he’d like to do with Sam, he’s thought about it and he thinks he’d enjoy it, a lot, and don’t they always say he needs to unwind, get less robotic? Sam begins to sweat, to heat up. His stomach is tense. Jack’s soft touches aren’t helping.

Sam wants to hurry so it’s over sooner.

There’s saying no to someone and there’s saying no to Satan’s spawn.

Okay, no, wrong train of thought; sex. Think about sex.

“Can we kiss?” Jack peers up at him, lets Sam strip him—milky-white underneath, barely any hair and Sam’s very sure he shouldn’t think about that too hard, either. Sam swallows, nods. Tosses Jack’s shirt away and cups that pinked face in both hands, tips it up and leans down and kisses Jack on the mouth. Feels him inhaling, tensing. Hands on Sam’s own. A thumb to one of the popping veins on the back of Sam’s hand. Jack decides, “I like that,” once he can. Sam kisses him again. Jack sighs happy.

Sam undoes Jack’s belt for him. Pulls it out of those jeans and throws it away while Jack keeps looking at Sam’s face, licks his own lip. Dreamy eyes, already glazing over. Jesus. He’s young, isn’t he?

“You ever touch yourself? Here?” Jack’s lips part for the cup of Sam’s hand flat over his crotch. He shakes his head. Of course.

“Is…is that bad?”

“Uh, no. No, just… Nothing. That’s okay.”

More kisses for distraction. Sam brings his tongue into the mix. Jack stumbles around it but eventually gets the hang of it. Like a calf looking for milk. Sam removes his own belt, unzips.

Sam gets a hold of Jack’s wrist to shove that limp hand into his jeans. Jack gasps—squeezes, rubs.

“It’s gonna get bigger,” Sam explains. Rubs at Jack’s dick through his underwear with emphasis. “Like yours. See?”

“Wow.”

“Feels good?”

“Uh-huh.” Jack licks his lips again. He tentatively begins to push up into Sam’s touches. His eyes swim back and forth between Sam’s. “More. Sam, can we do…more?”

Sam doesn’t verbalize but he does press a last kiss to Jack’s mouth before he drops to his knees and tugs Jack’s underwear just low enough.

Jack’s dick is smooth and pretty like the rest of him. Sam switches to autopilot and catches the already-leaky tip with his lips, doesn’t think and just pushes on. He can take Jack all the way, no problem.

Jack gasps so loud Sam’s hair shocks to stand on end.

Hands in Sam’s hair; clasping, holding. He gets a grip on Jack’s hips to push him back, pull off. So he can bob his head, let Jack feel it. Jack sure feels it, all right.

Softest, “Oh,” when Sam pulls back to present Jack how hard he himself is. Shiny with Sam’s spit, throbbing and heated, and Sam makes a show of laving his tongue all around the sensitive head. Makes Jack moan a first time and purses his lips, eyes up to Jack; hollowed cheeks and shallow strokes, just engulfing the tip. He pulls off for good, licks his lip. Grabs between his own legs, holds Jack in place with one hand only, easy.

“Wanna try that on me? Get me nice and hard, Jack?”

Jack nods with his mouth pinched and his cheeks all lit up and Sam directs them over to Jack’s bed, sits at the foot of it and pulls Jack with him. Jack’s adorable in that clumsy kind of way. Eager, and that’s—that’s something, at least. Flattering. Sam hasn’t had the chance for many hookups lately. Not the time nor the mood. That’s part of this, too. Unwinding. Just for ten minutes.

“Easier if you get on your knees—yeah. There you go.” Sam pulls himself out of his underwear and Jack’s eyes go a little wider in the dim light of the room. Sam sinks back, braces himself on his elbow, jerks himself with the other. “Careful with the teeth. Just see what… Jesus, yeah, something like that…!”

Jack does his best to be careful. Mostly tongue but that’s good, enough to tease. Sam keeps stroking the half-soft length of his cock, lets his knuckles bump against Jack’s soft-soft lips up top. God, he wants that. Does a Nephil even need to breathe?

“Doing good.” Jack hums in reply. Points his tongue and prods at Sam’s slit, and Sam groans for that, lets his head tilt back. “Fuck. Try sucking on it? Like I did with yours?”

Jack hums again and shuffles closer to the bed. Both hands on Sam’s thighs instead of touching himself, his jeans and briefs still hanging off his hips. Sam pushes his own clothes lower, gets rid of them entirely with Jack’s help. Laces his fingers into Jack’s silky hair and pets him, directs him. Jack’s scalp is damp and hot with sweat. He looks up Sam’s body for further instructions and Sam’s nuts pull a little tighter with the eagerness in those eyes—that absolute lack of embarrassment.

“So good. Feels amazing.”

Jack reluctantly lets Sam nudge him off his cock with his knuckles from below; Sam strokes himself, now fully erect, tingling with excitement, the slick warmth of Jack’s spit. Jack huffs, wipes at his puffy mouth. Rubs Sam’s thighs, up his hips, his obliques. Sam hums and kneads his balls with his available hand, makes it good. Takes the edge off.

A point of his chin and, “Get up here,” and Jack follows suit. Climbs him and Sam kisses him, tastes himself, lets Jack taste his own dick in return. He could make—Jesus, he could make this kid do everything. Not human; the lengths they could go to…! “Let’s take this off. There you go.”

Jack gasps but curls his now-naked ass right out for the searching push of Sam’s fingers between his cheeks. Trembles all soft and his dick smears against Sam’s thigh, and Sam lets go of his own cock to put that hand on Jack’s ass, too, spreads him open to the room. Flirts three fingers up and down the tight pucker of Jack’s asshole and Jack sighs for it, chases the touch. Sam scoffs. Rubs him firmer.

“Girls have another place, right here.” Jack stares into Sam’s face in wonder as Sam rubs up-down his taint. “For guys to put their dicks inside. But this works just fine.” Back to Jack’s asshole. Jack makes a small noise. “Works just as good.”

“Can we do that? I wanna do that.”

Sam kisses that mouth. Speaks into it. “What? Put my dick in here?” He presses down, breaches the kid just-so. Jack nods against him, slick and choppy. “You sure? It might be a little weird, at first…”

“I want, Sam,” so that’s that. Jesus. Oh, Jesus, Sam, what are you doing?

“Okay,” and God, when had been the last time? Been a while, with a guy. Sam kisses Jack again to distract himself, keeps rubbing Jack’s asshole. First time. No one’s ever…! “Lick my fingers. Here.” Jack does. Sam watches—his dick throbs between their bodies. Back to Jack’s ass, now slick with spit, and Jack obviously likes that. Gasps cute and his expression melts further. His brows flinch when Sam angles one finger in, breaches him just-so. “Okay?” Slowly, Jack nods. “Wait. Actually, let’s… Here, lay down. Yes. Yeah.”

Jack grabs the nearby pillow as Sam gets comfortable behind him, spreads his ass with his hands and dives right in. Eyes closed, tongue firm and prodding—Jack gasps. Sam spreads him with both thumbs. Licks into him. God, yeah, been some time.

Sam grabs his cock—not very comfortable pressed into the bed, so he scoots low until he can kneel on the floor instead, pulls Jack with him to the edge of the bed. Jack lets him, trusts him. Sam works himself slow as he keeps eating Jack’s ass. Squeezes and kneads one juicy globe of it and sucks, hums. Jack’s pubes tickle soft against his lips, catch on his stubble. Jack’s skin heats fast with the irritation. Beard burn. Sam’s nuts tingle with anticipation.

With Ruby, he never—they didn’t have to use protection. With her vessel dead and everything, there was no threat of…well, anything. And technically, Jack’s just a few weeks old. There couldn’t be—anything, right?

Sam’s thoughts double over—shame, want, pleasure, humiliation. He could just fish his wallet out of his jeans, grab the one condom he’s got there or the bunch he keeps in his nightstand, together with the lube he has to grab sometime soon, anyway. But he could also just…not do that. Not like Jack would know any better.

Sam strokes his bare fist over his just-as-bare cock, spreads his precome over the sensitive head. God. God, he…wants.

Jack hums hot for the push of Sam’s thumb. Sam smiles, laps around the pumping digit.

“Better, right?”

Jack uh-hums and rolls his hips into the bed. Fucks himself back on Sam’s thumb, Sam’s tongue. “Feels nice.”

“Good.” Middle and ring instead of thumb. Tighter than just the thumb, but they do slide in. Sam peers up Jack’s arched back. His cute bubble butt. “Still good? Yeah?”

Jack mumbles, “More,” so Sam gives him that. Jack’s face is turned to the side, barely-visible over the hitch of his shoulder, bedded on Sam’s squished pillow. Sam watches him closely, the tremors in his young face. The bite to his lip, feeling it out. He hums when Sam twists his fingers. When he drags them out, stuffs them back in. “‘S good. I feel… Sam…”

“I got you.” Sam lets go of his cock to unearth the lube from the very back of his bedside drawer. He drizzles some on his fingers, the tips still inside Jack, keeping him open—and feeds them back in with another gasp from Jack, a twitch to his legs. “Gotta get you ready, first.”

“That, that is…!” Jack groans, attempts to get his knees anchored to push back against Sam’s knuckles. Sam counter-pushes with his available hand on Jack’s ass, keeps him pliant and right where he wants him to be. Jack huffs, frustrated. Complains, “Sam,” but Sam shushes, watches Jack’s asshole stretch around three of his fingers. The slick makes it so much better. Easier.

“Just a little more, Jack.”

A Nephil. They could use Jack’s grace to—no, the boy’s still too inexperienced, couldn’t control it enough. Sam licks his lip, is highly aware of the scrape of the sheets against the weeping tip of his cock. Just a little more. Jack can take him for sure. A Nephil. You can’t hurt him. Not permanently.

“So soft,” praises Sam, and pushes all the way to his knuckles to emphasize what he means. Jack moans into his pillow. Sam works the prostate apparently even only-half-humans are equipped with. “You wanna try? I think you’re good to go.”

Of course, “Yes,” and, “please,” and some more desperate blabbering Sam cuts short with a kiss. He pulls his fingers out, slicks his cock with the (generous) remnants of lube on his hand. Kid doesn’t even know what he’s asking for, thinks Sam, and climbs the bed anew. Pulls Jack on top of him, makes him straddle Sam’s lap.

Kisses and, “Easy,” and Sam holds his cock straight up but Jack needs a few tries to figure the angle out. Slips a couple of times and that feels good already, too good to be true—and when Jack finally gets it, when Sam’s cock catches and gets swallowed up, it’s—oh, it’s been way too long.

Sam groans, engulfed in too much slick heat at once. Jack trembles on top of him, circles his hips. Choppy, unsure—Sam helps, guides him with his hands. Soft, careful, inch by inch. One step forward, two steps back. Jack gulps wet against Sam’s mouth. Sam swirls their tongues together, eyes closed.

“Feels good,” slurs Jack. Sam hums, sucks at Jack’s lip. “You’re all hot. Like your blood is right under the surface…”

Sam wants to tell him that it is. That Jack feels just as good against him. That he’s throbbing wet perfection inside, clenching and surrendering and letting Sam inside him so easily—easier than most humans had, before. His grace, for sure, making it better and easier and better without him even realizing, working in the background, helping things along…

Sam lifts his ass to nudge deeper and Jack lifts on instinct; Sam firms his hold on Jack’s hip and stops him from squirming. Jack whines, no pain—Sam sucks on his throat. Thrusts up into him in careful, shallow rolls of his hips. Buries himself deeper, makes the Nephil take him, Lucifer’s son—Sam stares up into Jack’s pleasure-tense face, the flutter of his loosely shut eyes, the gape of his pink mouth. Trusting. Enjoying. He’s enjoying this. He likes it.

Sam switches his hold from Jack’s hips to Jack’s ass. Grabs a handful each and push-pulls the kid like that, guides him to bounce on his cock. Despite the lube and prep, of course he’s tight inside, but the ride is smooth and slick and perfect, just loose enough. Sam huffs, snaps his hips rougher, choppier. Jack gulps, dips down for kisses. Sam gives him those. Sucks at Jack’s soft, pink tongue.

“Wanna get on your back, yeah? Here. Let me…”

Jack keeps his arms around Sam’s neck as his mouth flies open further for the new angle, for the push of his own knees towards his armpits. Sam has to muffle Jack with his hand he’s getting so loud.

“Shh, okay? Gotta be quiet, remember?”

Sam’s own goddamn brain doesn’t want to remember, not with something soft and warm underneath him. Sam pumps into Jack’s ass with intent, all the way, balls slapping against Jack’s tailbone on every stroke. Jack’s breath pushes hot against his palm, his cute little moans—he tries, hard, but he can’t keep it down completely (not that Sam would want him to).

Sam hears himself pant, “You like it? You like getting fucked like this?” and Jack sobs as he nods into Sam’s hand, his entire body jostling under Sam’s thrusts, under Sam’s power. Sam could go harder. Sam can.

With another human, it would hurt them for sure—but Jack merely whines louder, still soft, still relaxed, obviously enjoying it. Sam groans, tucks the kid tight against himself. Lets him cling and moan against his shoulder and just pistons into him, makes the bed wobble with the impact. Dean might hear that. Sam decides Sam can’t care.

Jack’s voice rises and then there’s a shudder, deep inside, drawing Sam further in, and Jack gasps for air and there’s a spill between them, sticky between their stomachs and Sam growls, overwhelmed, and stumbles right along without further ado.

He holds himself as deep as he can and just—lets go. Unloads for what feels like ages, and he churns them together while he does because Jack won’t stop squirming, egging him on for more. Whimpers cute and sucks at the teeth marks he left in Sam’s shoulder. Sam blinks, huffs. Trembling. Tucked against the kid.

His cock gives a last, satisfied throb inside Jack’s ass, and Sam groans his sigh. He lets Jack pet his head, card through his sweaty hair.

“Fuck,” he mumbles, his brain now slowly trickling back online. Unfortunately. “Fuck, Jack…”

“That was awesome.”

Jack’s voice is all thick. All happy. When Sam peels them apart just enough to check, Jack is smiling at him.

Jack tucks a bunch of wet strands of hair behind Sam’s ear. Jack’s eyes glint with splinters of gold.

“Even better than awesome.”

#jacksbirthdayparty #hellhoundsprey #spn fanfiction #jack/sam #first time #top!sam #bottom!jack #request

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f0xx0rzz · 2 years

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i got my dna test results back and wow my birth mother was so wrong abt my ancestry

good news: i am apparently 16% native american, higher than i thought initially!!

not as good news: i am 80% european. mostly british and/or irish.

i know its probably petty of me to be disappointed im so caucasian (esp uk) but. i was led to believe i was mostly mexican, and a good percentage asian as well, and those numbers came up negligible.

i guess good news is i might be able to grow a full beard after all. and now my red beard hairs make sense? wtf

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thatcharmingjerk · 2 years

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top 5:

One piece Captains not including strawhats

Bands you listen to

Animals

Dinos

Emojis

HHH, so many in one ask!!! So I guess I can’t ramble that much in this one!!?!??!?!!? Hmm actually lemme just..!

Hahaa! Read more for the win!!

Top captains, I’ll just pick my faves for this because my brain is mush at the moment so!!!!

1. Law, I love him.....good classic angsty boy......

2.Shanks!!!! Hot!!!!! Manly!!!!!

3.Bartolomeo, not only an idiot but also has very neat teeth!!!! and AND!! a piercing!!!!

4.uhhh......Kaido is kinda hot?? and he can turn into dragon which is DEFINITELY hot!

5.the worst bitch Doflamino, i kinda wanna steal his look and gotta love an absolute bastard!!!

Bands..... Oh no...... Uuuuhhhhhhhh

1.Green Day YES I still listen to them !!! Yes I still like them too!!!!! Fight me!!!!!!! 2. My chemical romance, look if any of you tries to tell black parade isnt one of the best albums ever released then- i actually dont know, guess we have different taste then huh???

Okay then 3. uhhhhh oh right MSI!! Mindless Self Indulgence!! Always a good choice!!! Esp Tight!!! that album slaps!!!!!

It really dawned to me that I haven’t actively looked for bands to listen after my teen years, also i think it’s harder to stumble on good stuff these days????

but yeah 4. uhh lets say Ismo Alanko, technically not a band but who gives a fuck!! I’ve been listening to him for year or so, the lyrics are weird but in a way that resonate with me,and the melody and vibe just going in tune with my soul too..!

and last but mayhaps not least uuuhhhhhhh hmm!!!!

Hedningarna!!! Heathend in swedish, so as you can guess they play pagan/folk stuff! Theres also some Finnish in the lyrics once ina while too so thats always neat!!

Then animals!!

1. Dogs and wolves (they’re close enough in behavior to share a spot!! do not mistake one for other tho!!!!!! also lemme just..... *slips a coyote in there too* )

2. Horses, one day i’ll learn to really draw them too!!!!

3. Ravens (other corvids too like magpies too!!!)

4. Whale shark, just a big dude going :0 and whale shark shall share a spot with Bearded vulture because I really like them too and I say so !!!

5, Deer!!! So many fun dudes in deer family too, moose, water deer, mouse deer (technically not but i wanna mention them too!!!) reindeer too and just !!!!

oH FUCK!!! 5½!!!! Leopard seal!!!!! They’re big and terrifying and have wacky teeth YET LOOK LIKE MUPPETS!!!!!!!!

And one more honorable mention!!! Orca!!! and AND Horsheshoe crab!!!!!! AAAAND Glaucus atlanticus!!!!!!

ok Dinos then!!!

1. Velociraptor, of course!!! JP versions still give me nightmares which i think is cool, but actual animal is adorable too!!! I still wanna get a pet raptor!!!!

2. Spinosaurus has become a new fave too!! i’m just really excited how much we have learned of them and in just few years!!!

3. Then another fave!!! Sinosauropteryx!!!! Theres actually very few dinos that names I still remember but this small funky cutie is one of them!!!! They are very cute and I would absolutely want to pet and gently hold one!!! like borgor!!!!

4. Ohh this dude i also just recently learned about!! Sriracha!!!! Ok ok Acrocanthosaurus (wtf thats nowhere even close to sriracha????) But yeah, another sauropod but now! with more bones!!! ✨ ✨ ✨

5. Ok lets seeeee, maybe I’ll say microraptor!! Small and fun, but also! Glossy black!!!

ok whew wow!!! Last oneeee! The emojis!!

1. ✨

2. 💖

3.👀

4. 😬

5. 🙃

Last two simply cause there just isnt alternatives in XD o.o -formats!!!

Wheeeeeeeewwww this took me a while but was a very welcome distraction!! thanks for this love <3

#ask box thing #replies #yes i cheated a lot in animal question........... but u see.... there IS many good critters to choose from!!!!!

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lifeofclonewars · 4 years

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Cutup Headcanons Nobody Asked For

His snarkiness definitely started as a defense mechanism, probably just small comments when trainers couldn't hear, but he developed and started to grow into it more over the years. He just likes saying witty things

This leads to some interesting conversations if he can get Echo in on it with him, leaving the others in the dust while they're scrambling to figure out where the conversation has gone

Started to grow his beard in retaliation of Fives starting to grow a goatee. He wanted to prove the goatee was dumb and that a beard looked better

Most likely to get Hevy riled up over something that isn't rules because of his smart-alec comments

Was the one to find out about the GAR radio station that they had playing when O'Niner walks in during Rookies. Quickly fell in love with all types of music and played it as often as he could. The other 4 found some of his favorites a little odd but let him play it because of how happy he got

Idk I've just always imagined Cutup and Droidbait getting along really well, kinda like with Fives and Echo except not twins, just the fact that they're closer to each other than the rest of the squad

After all, he was the one who noticed when DB got injured in their first graduation attempt and probably would've stayed with him if he hadn't been told to continue by Hevy and Fives

Not that they aren't still super close with the rest of Domino! Those boys definitely have a special bond, esp after the almost-failing bit

Had they actually been assigned to maintance, he would've been the entertainment of many a cadet

Is definitely alive and not eaten by an eel, nope. Fives and Echo went back for him after the base exploded just in case they didn't want to lose all 3 of their batchers and found him very injured but also very alive

Paints a target onto one of his vambraces once they're in the 501st to commemorate Droidbait, along with the rotary cannon the twins did for Hevy

Becomes an ARC, too!!

Once he meets Jesse, they have a snark-fest and people took bets to see who came out on top it definitely was him

Helps Fives out during the Chip Arc and oh, would you look at that, we have an end to the war and clone rights now wow go Cutup

#b talks #clone trooper cutup #cutup #domino squad #clone wars #clone wars headcanon #cutup headcanon #star wars #star wars clone wars #sw: tcw #sw: cw #i have a bad feeling about queue

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tellywoodtrash · 3 years

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immj2 30+31.12.20 lbs

30.12.20

lmao ep starts off itself with vansh and kabir ka staring match.

vansh steady in first place, not having blinked for................ like 3 minutes now? this dude a fucking freak.

while riddhima gazes adoringly at him thinking bhagwaan ne mujhe itnaaaaaaaaaa achcha pati diya hai. pft. idk what the hell sins you did in your last life riddhima, to get a husband like this one in this life, but it had to be something reallllllllllll bad. like stealing from little orphans and kicking puppies or some shit.

thankfully dadi is here to put an end to this chutiyaapa.

countdown blah blah, no1 currrrrrrrrr.

itna pheeeeeeeeeenka happy new year. bhai-behen ho kya???

now we talking.

he just says some trite shit like new kahaani that will be remembered for ages blah blah and gives creepy looks. dude why can’t you be normal on oneeeee bloody day?

ahaana also giving random creepy looks seeing vansh/riddhima hugging. and she goes and............

i think i watch this show and rrahul a little too closely ki i instantly knew this isn’t his hand and thus it’s not vansh’s hand she’s holding.

yupppppppppp. bola tha na.

damn they make a hotass couple of shady bitches.

ok wow i’m really feeling it. wish kabir wasn’t a sociopath who is incapable of feeling attachment (“love” is too strong a word) for anyone but his mother.

lmao his reaction when ahaana tells him ki riddhima didn’t believe any of the pattiii she padaofied her about vansh.

ok but how do these two know each other??? matlab yeh le aaya hai issko? i thought vansh le aaya hoga?!!?

mereko kya kaunsa manhoos le aaya? i’m just here for the attractive ppl pressing their bodies up against each other. keep on keeping on, #KaHana

he’s warning her against ever double-crossing him and dude the angry/hate-sex vibes here are *~~~ExQuISiTe*~~~~

the way she’s confidently gazing at him all sexy tells me she’s a much more seasoned player than riddhima and i already love her more than the damn lead of the show.

damn. that’s a gnarly period you got riddhima. that’s an unusual amount of flow. go see a doctor about it, sis.

i’ve heard about ppl making art with menstrual blood and all, but this is fucking ridiculous.

anyway of course the dumbass goes investigating it. and got fucking attacked in the storeroom and SOMEONE HUNG HER UP. LITERALLY WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN THIS MESSED UP HOUSE DUDE????/ WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU STILLL LIVE HERE????

Chehra Appreciation Break

asadkjasldjlaskdjlsakjdlas the way he’s yelling for everyone and interrogating them of their whereabouts coz riddhima’s missing.

lmao ishani and ahaana’s reactions at this temper tantrum are fucking amazing.

dang what’s with the suuuuuper orange lower half of his face???? ugh. the foundation woes are back now that the beard’s growing back in.

anyway he went barrelling off to find her after some more chabaaya hua dhamkis at his fam. ahaana already regretting moving into this pagaal khaana.

this scene is so fucking disturbing to watch that i don’t even wanna fucking cap it. but she was legit getting HANGED and he managed to get there in the nick of time and save her.

how, you ask? BY SHOOTING AT THE ROPE, INSTEAD OF JUST.......... DOING SOMETHING NORMAL LIKE RUNNING AND PUTTING THE STOOL BACK UNDER HER FEET TO STABILIZE HER. THIS SHOW IS JUST FUCKING BATSHIT INSANE, MY LORD.

this poor girl, my god. i don’t think i’ve ever watched a tellywood FL be tortured to the extent that this one is on a daily basis. it’s fucking ridiculous. there’s no redemption for any of the raisinghanias at this point. she just needs to fucking leave (and file several domestic violence cases against each and every one of them, except dadi.)

anyway she tells him whatever went down today, starting from the period blood fiasco onwards and he’s........ vibrating in anger. cool i guess.

some promises and shit about how who ever did this will pay, time for “humaara khel” and .......... dude. you say this shit every single time. and nothing changes. i don’t give a fuck anymore about your stupid promises. move the fuck outta this hellhole with your wife if you really mean it.

seedha jaake ahaana ke sar pe bandook taan di. based on what evidence? only the Good Lord above knows, coz vansh and the writers sure don’t.

no literally based on what is he accusing her and pulling the trigger??????? idgi??????

almost shot her and is saying “riddhima pe kharonchh nahi aani chahiye, baat ishq aur vishwaas ki hai” and ahaana is giggling and literally what the fuck is going on i’m so confused.

ahaana saying wowwwww, you want revenge also, and she shouldn’t get hurt also.

MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!!!!!!!!! I KNEW IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE’S THE ONE WHO BROUGHT AHAANA IN!!!!!!!!!!!!

literally what the fuck is this dude on???? badla chahiye, par dard nahi hona chahiye. bhai, kya phoonk ke aaye ho, humein bhi toh thoda de do.

ok this is tooooo fucking convoluted a game. riddhima thinks kabir is the one attacking her. but it’s kabir + ahaana. kabir thinks ahaana is on his side and brought her into VR mansion, but ahaana is double agent who was actually planted in kabir’s nazar by vansh to fuck over BOTH kabir and riddhima. i think?????????

ahaana be like re devaaaaaa, what fucking madness have i gotten myself into????????????? the things i have to do for health insurance coverage during a pandemic.

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31.12.20

first 5 minutes is some new year ka naach gaana bs. fwding.

ok this fucker is a legit motherflipping crazy. he just wants to keep torturing riddhima for god knows how long.

even ahaana is alarmed.

did he do absolutely noooooo research after the cliff chhalaang? like....... this revenge shit is so dumb at this point, when he knows she brought in vihaan to stop kabir from ruining the family, and took a second fucking bullet for him?!?!?!?!?!?! they shouldn’t have written the second gunshot plot point, coz now he looks like a reallllllllll unappreciative fucker for whom literally no good deed is enough.

WHAT PYAAR AND VISHWAAS, FUCKER???????? LITERALLY WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?????? YOU’VE PLAYED THESE GAMES WITH HER FROM THE VERY START OF YOUR MARRIAGE AND MAYBE TOOK A BREAK FOR A WEEK OR TWO IN BETWEEN - WHEN SHE GOT SHOT THE FIRST TIME AND DURING ISHANI’S WEDDING. THAT’S WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT??????/ LIKE.......... THIS MAKES NO BLOODY SENSE. THIS CHARACTER IS JUST SUCH A SUPREME DOUCHEBAG, MY GOD. THERE’S ABSOLUTELY NO REDEEMING HIM WHATSOEVER.

also can’t say rrahul’s extra chabaaaaa chabaaaaaaa ke bolna is making this enjoyable to watch at all.

all i wanna know is what ahaana has on him that he’s indebted to her and thought her worthy enough to join forces with. SPILL SPILL SPILL SPILL!!!!!!!!!!!! what does ahaana get outta all this?!!?!?!!!!!!

riddhima on the other hand running around wondering whom vansh is gonna murder. SIS YOU JUST GOT STRANGULATED CAN YOU SIT DOWN FOR A HOT SEC AND REST?!?!!?!?

ahaana is like bro you gonna ruin riddhima’s life, and he’s like yeah, that’s what i want. jesus christ, dude. just divorce her then. why prolong this shit out like this????? truly psychopathic.

riddhima hears his voice and heads to the pool area..........

............. isn’t that his shoulder there behind the tree? is she fucking blind???????? HOW CAN SHE NOT SEE HIS 7 FOOT TALL HULKING ASS BEHIND THAT PATLA SA JHAADI?????? HE’S LITERALLY THERE LIKE........

........... she left. god. she’s really really REALLY stupid. like pretty sure these crimes against her count as extraaaaaaaaa bad....... like, pick on someone with your own brain capacity, vansh? leave the simple minded sis alone!

the only gift that’s acceptable from you rn sir, is divorce papers. and a self-filed restraining order promising to stay 3 whole districts away.

yikes, that beard is notttttt growing in well.

“tum mujhe apne saare stress de do.” BITCH YOU’RE HER BIGGEST STRESS. ASSHOLE. I HATE YOU SO MUCH.

“tumse door jaake jaaonga kahaan? abhi toh bohut kuch baaki hai.” fucking dieeee, you psychopath.

lmaoooooooooooooooo her face when she doesn’t understand wtf this gift is supposed to be. i’ve been there sis. trying to fake enthusiasm for some reallllll bad gifts from men is truly painful.

also she’s so dang cute when they let her use her face properly!!!!!! har waqt bechaari ko bass rulaate rehte hain iss show mein.

one ainvayiiii gift ke bahaane some random cuteness.

sis gazing at him some more thinking omg he loves me soooooooo much.

she remembered ahaana’s warning, and is like no she was lying to me!!!!!!!!! stupid stupid stupiddddddd. no matter whoever planted her, you should believe that sister over your haraami misters. motive jo bhi ho, bol toh behen sach hi rahi thi.

yuck that looks ugly af. why the hell would you want that on your bedroom wall? esp. when your bedroom is already so goddamn fugly.

anyway he’s gaslighting her some more about ahaana blah blah.

riddhima like i’ll prove it. le, iska jee nahi bharaa. she wants to do more jasoosi and go get stuck in random traps that try to kill her.

vansh promising he’ll throw ahaana and her partners out if she can prove it. meaning you’ll........... throw yourself out?????

whatever man, idk and idc anymore what this fucker does. i’m just here for the faces.

threatening notes planted in all these ppl’s rooms. everyone instantly like OMG VANSHHHHHHHHHHH DID THISSSSS. lol coz who else does this chutiyaapa of leaving random messages around like this.

but nope. chachi saw riddhima’s earring lying there and knows it’s her.

isko bhi mila.

lmao kabir rueing the day he set eyes on riddhima coz jeena haraam kar rakha hai ladki ne.

riddhima like mwahahahahhaha they must have got my notes and now they’ll come attack me! behen, woh toh note ke bina bhi roz karte aaye hain...............

there. promptly got jumped.

surprise, surprise.

lol attitude toh dekho behen ka. wish she was the lead of the show instead of riddhima.

#ishq mein marjawan 2 #immj2 #immj2 lbs #episode liveblogs

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mirkwoodshewolf · 4 years

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Quarantine fun times and tickles; Joe Mazzello x reader

*Author’s note*

As many of us in the BoRhap fandom know from Joe’s recent video, I couldn’t help but make a fanfic inspired from that video that just makes me smile from ear to ear. In light of these dark times, esp. when states or countries are officially going on FULL lockdown isolation. But I hope in light of the events going on in the world, this fic gives you guys some fluffy feels. Just side note I DO NOT OWN any of the shows mentioned here, they belong to their owners and stations.

Taglist:

@psychosupernatural

@plethora-of-things

@waddles03

@queendeakyy

@geek-and-proud

@simonedk

@kairosfreddie

@soy-guey

@ixchel-9275

@jd-johndeacon-or-jackdaniels

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With this whole Corona quarantine putting everyone in isolation, I was thankful that my boyfriend of over 3 years Joe Mazzello was home again. He was doing some film with my favorite childhood actress Ashley Tisdale (of course he wouldn’t tell me the name of the project, just something having to do with ducks and them up in a farm). But now the project has been put on hold and now Joe and I were stuck at home just doing whatever.

I was currently sitting down in the living room watching the Ridiculousness weekend marathon that MTV is doing every weekend in order to keep everyone inside. The show was one of my guilty pleasures cause it’s the only show on MTV I watch.

Yeah they do some of the gross stuff like puking or farts, but they also do some really funny, epic or cute videos (and those are what I love).

I just saw a video of a man trying to leap up on a trashcan and he managed to successfully jump up on top of it and not fall through. But when his friend tried to do the same trick, his feet went right through the lid and he as well as the trashcan fell over and he slammed his back right on the concrete.

“Ohh! Ow! He is not Elf material.”

“Too much weight.” Both Steelo and Channel said and I nodded in agreement.

“Definitely too much weight. That guy was definitely not Elf material. Too much force on his knees when he did the jump.” It was then I heard the muffled shouts of my boyfriend coming up from our room. “Oh dear, he’s at it again.”

I forced myself off the couch and walked up the stairs and as I got closer to the bedroom, I heard Joe’s voice proclaimed.

“CAN’T TELL THE DIFFERENCE CAN YAH?! I’ll just wear this to auditions. Perfect. THANKS FOR NOTHING!!!” I opened the door and I said.

“Have you finally cracked under the pressure of quarantine again Joey?”

“Baby no I’m making a Youtube video for my channel.” He answered.

“Oh shit I’m sorry.”

“Hey no swearing missy! This is a family show! Folks I’d like to introduce you to someone you know, my lovely lady (y/n). Yeah everybody there’s my gorgeous girl right there.” He turned his camera right at me and I shyly ducked my face into my hands and gave the camera a wave.

“Please tell me you aren’t live streaming right now.”

“Nah I’m just gonna upload it later on.” He set the camera back down and I sat down on the bed and said.

“What’s got you to upset this time? I could hear you screaming from downstairs.”

“Not intentionally mad. Just—tell me and be honest. Do I really look like this stuffed animal broccoli thing?” he held up the bigger sized stuffed broccoli with the smiley face. “Cause a fan said this reminds them of me in Bohemian Rhapsody. And I thought the whole purpose of being a stan was to be nice to them. This qualifies as unattractive.”

He held it up to his face so that I could see if there was a resemblance between the two. I put on my thinking face and stroked my imaginary beard before I deducted.

“Wow…..they’re right I can hardly tell the difference.”

“R-Really? You too? My god you—see even my own girlfriend turned against me! THANK YOU!!” he cried out. I shook my head at my silly man before he deeply exhaled and said. “You know what, you deserve a broccoli punch.”

“Oh no!”

“Oh yeah.” He said with a quick nod and had an evil look on his face.

“Joe I love you but I swear to god if you do this there will be no more texting Ben in the group chats for a month.”

“I normally would act all dramatic and plead and beg for you not to do that. But I feel too betrayed to succumb to that.” He grabbed the bigger sized broccoli and I quickly raced out of the room.

But Joe quickly intercepted me and threw me over his shoulder. I shrieked and repeatedly punched his back.

“Joseph Francis Mazzello III you put me down this minute! Put me down or you will suffer the consequences!” he flipped me over onto the bed and got on top of me. He grabbed both my wrists and held them up over my head before changing his grip from both hands to just one holding my wrists together.

Then with no warning or even a chance to have me take back my statement, Joe went ahead and gave me one of his infamous ‘broccoli punches’.

“Joe! JOE WAHAHAHAHIHEHEHT! NOOO!!!”

“Nope you must suffer a broccoli punch. Each accounting for your age.”

“WHAT!? YOU’LL DO THIS ALL DAY THEN!!! YOU COUNT SLOW!!!”

“Oh-ho another insult? Well then I’d say we double them then.”

“NOOOOO!! OKAY! OKAY! OKAY I’M SORRY! UNCLE! UNCLE!” He stopped and his face hovered over mine.

“You gonna surrender?”

“Yes.”

“And you take back what you said about me looking like that gross vegetable?”

“Can I just say one thing?”

“If it’s negative, you’re gonna get raspberries on your tummy for five straight minutes. No stopping.” I cupped his face and said.

“The only thing that’s similar between you guys, besides the top head of it when you had the floofy wig, is that both of you have this wide, dazzling, adorable smile.” He looked down at me with an unreadable expression.

But then a split second later, he leaned down and captured my lips with his. I stroked his scruffy cheek and kissed him back with a little more passion. I softly moaned as I moved my hand through his messy auburn hair. His kisses then moved up and down the right side of my neck, getting around my sweet spot (cause I’m more sensitive on the right side of my neck than my left. And Joe LOVES to exploit that).

I felt his hand go under my shirt slowly sliding up as he continued to kiss up and down my neck. I exhaled a moan and that’s when my attention was sent right to the camera that was still recording.

“Wait. Wait Joe, Joey, Joey!” I said snapping out of it trying to get him off of me.

“What?” he groaned impatiently.

“The camera’s still recording.” I said to him. He turned towards it and made one of those goofy surprise noises he sometimes makes as he quickly raced over towards it and shut it off. I giggled in embarrassment. “Oh thank god you were not live streaming.”

“Yeah. But on one hand we could relive that moment forever and ever.”

“And on another note, you and I would be jobless.” I sassed him back.

“Good point. Plus I don’t want any perverts looking at your body. The only one allowed to do that is me.” I chuckled and rolled my eyes as him as I threw the smaller broccoli stuffy at him. “Rude much babe!”

“Then stop saying silly stuff!” I said. “Other than that, let me see what else the fans have given you.”

“Oh well I know how much you like Russian nesting dolls, so I got this custom made Bohemian Rhapsody nesting doll.” He then showed me what a fan had made him.

“Oh my god.” We sat there on the bed and I held it in my hands. “Of course Rami being the main display, let’s see whose next.” I opened it up and there was Gwilym in his Oscar’s suit.

“You got your Gwilym, my buddy.”

“Yep one of your lovers.” I teased.

“Hey, you know you’re my number 1.”

“Really? I thought that was Ben Cardy.”

“Well—” I shoved his shoulder. “I’m kidding! It’s you. It’s always been you, it’s always gonna be you.” I smiled at him before turning back to the nesting doll. Next was Ben in his Oscar white suit, wearing his shades and his lips pursed in that “Ooo” fashion. “And finally you have…..” I opened it up and the smallest doll was my baby Joey.

“You. The heart and soul of the movie.”

“Yep. Me. Inside—of Ben.”

“Ugh gross Joe!” I groaned out.

“Pervert. You’re just as bad as them!” he gestured to the camera.

“You seriously need to think before you speak Joey. Cause I swear…..GAHHH NO NOT AGAIN!!!” he tackled me to the bed and proceeded to tickle my stomach once again. He even gave the right side of my neck raspberries and ticklish nips.

“Take it back. Take it back.” He ordered me.

“I TAKE IT BACK!! I TAKE IT BAHAHAHACK!!” I proclaimed which made him stop and look down at me. “Why do you always have to tickle me in order to get me to agree with you?”

“Cause it’s fun.” He shrugged nonchalantly. “And it makes your cuteness factor go way up.” He said as he rose his arm up over his head to show me just how much my cuteness factor is.

“You’re a dork.”

“But I’m your dork. Whom you love and treasure and will never upset because he knows your weakness.” He said as he nuzzled his nose into my neck and squeezed my sides which made me shriek and him chuckle evilly.

“Please Joey no more tickling.” I whined as I pouted up at him.

“Okay no more for today.” He pecked my lips before playfully booped my nose. We smiled at each other as his nose would gently brush up against mine. “So what shall we do today?”

“You not gonna finish your video for your fan gifts?”

“I’ll finish it later. Besides I’ll need to cut out that brief PG-13 make out session.”

“Yes please do.”

“So since I heard you laughing and groaning downstairs that could only mean you were watching the Ridiculousness marathon. May I join you?”

“You may good sir. Then afterwards we can catch you up on the Marvel movies.”

“Do I have to?”

“Yes. I gotta get you on Team Cap before you watch Civil War.”

“Sorry babe, I’m Team Ironman all the way. And I haven’t even watched all of them or in order.”

“Traitor why though!?” I whined.

“Can’t go wrong with RDJ, he’s a legend. How can you turn your back on him? Rami did a freakin movie with him just this year!”

“Yeah but Steve made some good points in the film that you’ll understand. I will convert you to Team Cap by the end.”

“Yeah right.” We got up from the bed as the two of us continued to bicker about who was better Cap or Ironman as we went downstairs and a new episode of Ridiculousness was starting up.

#bohemian rhapsody #bohemian rhapsody movie #bohemian rhapsody imagines #bohemian rhapsody imagine #bohemian rhapsody x reader #joe mazzello #joe mazzello imagine #joe mazzello imagines #joe mazzello x reader #bohemian rhapsody cast #joe mazzello fanfic #bohemian rhapsody fanfiction #queen #joe mazzello fluff

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burninghoneyatdusk · 4 years

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7x07 Thoughts & Ramblings

Gabriel. That t-shirt. Okay.

🔥🔥🔥🔥

I’m so intrigued by Clarke *the key to everything* Griffin

Domestic Memori is so adorable this season

Ah the Murphy/hell plot. Why does that make me nervous for him. I smell self-sacrifice.

You’ve worshipped me for years OKAY, damn girl. This might be my fav Emori season.

OOHHH THEY’RE FINALLY ADDRESSING THAT BELLAMY WASN’T INNOCENT IN S5 ASKING MADI TO TAKE THE FLAME COOL COOL COOL

Okay I love our king but somehow Clarke was the only one repeatedly apologizing for S5 actions and it’s nice to see the other side addressed. Esp by a doctor pointing out that it WAS traumatic for Madi

Omg the Madi/Jackson convo was just so cute I love him

I feel like I’m missing something bc I don’t understand why Murphy and Jackson don’t want Emori to do this reunification ceremony

“What are you talking about, Russ?” I love our sassy asshole

Oh no Sheidheda manipulating Murphy I don’t like this

Murphy is the only reason the Sanctum plot is at all bearable, what’s happening on Bardo

Loyalty is your weakness // It is when it causes you to do something you know you shouldn’t. OHHH the themes continue.

Wait so I’m confused did he just first talk to her after 3 years and then they just started making out?

Sidenote that hair without the beard might be the worst look yet?

Oh wow Octavia addressing beating Bellamy and regretting it. Damn we’re really getting that character growth this ep, huh

As weird as this Octavia/Echo scene is, it really shows Octavia’s growth and I’m here for it

Oh Hope & Diyoza is so interesting. She doesn’t know her adult daughter at all.

You’re just mad because I turned out to be a killer like you. Yikes.

This is a great Emori ep. Like stating the obvious, but it’s been so long since they brought up her background and trauma.

No no no Sheidheda don’t come for Memori

A rebel then? There’s our cockroach

Anyone else thinking it’s weird that chess is the game/tradition that survived the apocalypse into grounder culture? Like I just can’t picture the grounders playing chess but this seems to be Sheidheda’s fav, so okay.

These Hope & Diyoza convos are so moving and wow. I just love them.

Doing the right thing the wrong way isn’t the right thing. I love Diyoza. Also, I’m aware I’m projecting, but that kind of reminds me of Echo’s recent approach to things.

Lmao Diyoza’s face when Hope says, “The last five of them with Echo.”

I have feelings about this Diyoza/Hope fight scene but idk what they are

You just disappeared. Oh now I know what they are, I’m sobbing.

Echo is...scaring me.

I just love Octavia this season. I have Octavia S2 vibes and I’m here for it.

It also strikes me as odd that Murphy even knows chess.

The way Murphy lunged at Sheidheda when be spued that slur towards Emori. We love to see it.

I’m embarrassed to say it this late in the game but I don’t totally understand what the nulls are.

Did he just kill his father?

Oh good. The guns are here.

OH SHIT CLARKE IS COMING IN HOT.

Clarke my poor bby that close up omg I’m crying.

hdgdjshrjrkf CADOGEN. Like I knew he was connected but didn’t expect to see him in the flesh.

I know that the whole point is that it’s a mystery but it’s blowing my mind how Clarke is connected when Bill is from way before her time. Maybe that’s the purpose for the backdoor pilot.

Once again sad at the lack of Clarke/Bellamy/Bellarke but it was honesty a solid episode. Although, it yet again feels like a lead up episode and I’m excited to just fully dive into this Bardo plot.

#bellarke #the 100 #the 100 season 7 #the 100 s7 #burninghoneyatdusk

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