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sophies-junkyard · 7 months
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Seeing the new PJO content has me thinking way too hard about growing up. Its crazy because it’s like…. I think that chapter of my life is over? Which is a BIZARRE feeling. It’s all pretty stupid to write out but I’m drinking coffee and staring out the window and don’t have class for another 6 hours so lemme scribble some thoughts.
I read the Percy Jackson books when I was the same age as the characters, and so whenever I look back on those stories I sort of… remember them as peers? I remember how much I related to them and looked up to them. It was the first story that ever told me my ADHD could be a gift, and that it made me just like my heroes. It was so, SO important to me. I JOINED TUMBLR for the PJO fandom! I made camp t-shirts and painted necklace beads! I learned to draw because the fanart inspired me. Those books were such an escape for a lonely kid. The characters grew up right alongside me, and eventually got older than me. So when I picture our trio I still picture people… more competent than me? People I would aspire to be. But seeing that trailer and remembering like… holy fuck they were kids. I was a kid. This is a faithful adaptation because they were TWELVE… where did the time go?
It’s just strange because if you scroll back through my tumblr you’ll find a kid who camped out for the release of HOH. Who saved her allowance for a year to get an autographed copy of the Blood of Olympus. Whose eyes would glaze over in euphoria at the idea of my favorite thing in the world coming to screen. At the idea of a new BOOK!! And from Percy’s perspective?? That girl would’ve exploded. This was HER blog! Push a few buttons and you’ll find her!
So how odd is it that… it’s simply not for me anymore. When I saw that the book was set in Percy’s senior year of high school, I had a tiny flash of disappointment. Obviously I can’t relate to an 18 year old, and I felt myself frowning. “Why isn’t Percy for ME anymore?” I wondered. And I immediately felt silly. The answer is because… I don’t need that world anymore.
They’re not making this show for me. They’re bringing it back for the next generation of kids who need those role models and those stories. When I watched the trailer I thought “oh that’s cool” instead of “oh my god I can’t wait!!” Because it just doesn’t make my brain light up like it used to. I’m never going to relate to it like I once did. Ever. And that’s okay because I’m not that kid anymore! Insane.
It’s not like the series doesn’t mean anything to me anymore. There’s a copy of The Lightning Thief on the bookshelf directly across from me. Its smooshed between The Secret History and a level 4000 Spanish textbook. It’s yellowed with age and shredded around the corners. The first sentence has been underlined repeatedly in smudgy mechanical pencil. There are about a thousand folded pages and the back cover is missing. I don’t remember the last time I opened it, but it’s moved with me for years now and I have no intention of letting it go.
Those stories and that fandom shaped me into the person I am today. I wanted to be brave like Percy and smart like Annabeth. I believed it was possible because I saw myself in them, and it turned out to be true. So while it’s sad to know those days are behind me, I’m so SO glad that other kids will get to have that experience. I hope these stories live on for decades to come.
I don’t really know what the point of writing this was. I think I just wanted to have these thoughts written out somewhere. A sort of acceptance that time goes on and things change, ya know? And to clarify: this is NOT meant to discourage ANYBODY from watching the new series or reading the new book. People should absolutely go back to the things that bring them joy, should discover new worlds to escape to, etc. live your life baby! Hell, I’ll probably end up liking everything PJO related that floats across my dash. Nostalgia is a powerful thing. If you read this entire post I hope you have a great day lmao.
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levilxvr · 5 months
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tequila
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PAIRINGS: levi x afab!reader
WARNINGS: nsfw 18+, alcohol consumption, drunk behaviour
SUMMARY: you and the captain have had something going on for the longest time. during the trip to marley, when you encounter a drunk jean trying to hit you up, levi decides to takes things into his own hands.
this took me forever hope y’all like this filthy piece of fiction😗
“come on, captain, just one shot?” eren slurs out as he motions to levi with half lidded eyes. you’re in the bar of a marleyan hotel with the scouts, enjoying drinks and basking in each others’ company. levi rolls his eyes. no way is he having one of those- the last thing he wanted was to get all silly and drunk in front of everyone.
of course, you let mikasa and sasha bribe you into having a shot of tequila. knowing your alcohol tolerance was pretty horrible, you chose to stick with one and went to hang out with levi on the side. Everyone knows you guys have something going on- it’s been like this for months, but neither of you have ever made it official.
Anyway. everything felt so much more laid back and free, you’ve got nothing to worry about and-
“hey,” levi calls softly. you barely heard him over the music blaring from the speakers, adding to the serotonin running through your veins. his hands are on your cheeks. “you’re turning red.” your face feels like it’s heating up- even warmer with his thumbs grazing the skin gently. it’s probably just the effect starting to kick in.
“must be the tequila.” you giggle a little and he sighs. The captain isn’t much of a fan of alcoholic drinks, seeing no purpose in it other than getting you drunk and horny.
“im gonna get you some water. and a juice for myself.” he tells you to stay put at the glass counter as he disappears into the crowd to find the bartender. you intend to stay there and wait for him when someone walks by and pulls you towards him with a strong arm, your body slamming against his as he lets out a sigh. Recognising the man as jean, you feel a little bit too lightheaded to do anything so you let him drag you along to the table with connie, sasha and the rest.
“feels great to unwind, huh?” connie mumbles, body flopped against the table as he struggles to keep awake. You could tell they’ve all had too many drinks based on the way they were behaving. but the foggy feeling in your brain only increased and you couldn’t resist when jean turned to your face and pressed a wet kiss to your cheek. “feels even better with this one here.” you gasp and try to wiggle out of his grip.
“jean cut it out, she might be dating captain levi!” armin jumps in, looking around. that’s right, where was levi? you recalled him wandering off to get something, but now..
oh well. he’d probably come back to this table anyways.
“want another?” sasha smirks and hands you the small glass. “same thing.”
you take it without thinking twice and down it all at one go. a little more won’t hurt, will it? after all, that’s what you were here for. to have fun. about half an hour later you don’t see any signs of levi still so you relax into jeans side and let the calming sensation drown out the rest of your thoughts.
“how many shots you had?”
you managed to slur. the question is directed to sasha but clearly jean is too intoxicated to care. “ion know, probably like four or something.” he squeezes you again. “god, connie, isn’t she sexy in this dress?” he reeks of alcohol and you shift uncomfortably.
he’s about to reply when everyone freezes.
“what’re you doing jean.”
the table goes silent and you force yourself to turn around, just to see levi standing behind you and jean with a scowl on his face. if there’s anything levi hates more than filth, it’s seeing someone else treat you as if you don’t belong to him.
“l- levi..”
he shoves jean’s arm away and picks you up, nearly collapsing when your body falls against his. “shit, you had another one didnt you?” he narrows his eyes at the empty glass, along with a dozen more scattered on the table from the others. you can only nod halfway and look at him with a lidded gaze.
“whatever. you drunken brats can continue partying till dawn. im returning back to the hotel with y/n first.” he picks you up bridal style, pushing his way through the crowd, to the lobby and up the lift to the hotel room you had to share with him for the week.
once you’re in, he places you down gently onto the bed. he takes off his black blazer and tie, helping you out of your heels as he heads to the water dispenser and hands you a glass.
“drink up. you’re gonna get a shitty hangover in the morning.” he places a hand on your back to support you as you gulp down the water, then slouch into his embrace as he envelopes you in a tight hug. the room is completely silent for a minute until you break it.
“levi, are you mad?”
“whatever for?”
“jean. ‘m sorry, my head felt so fuzzy, i couldn’t..”
“shh..it’s not your fault, it’s okay. just..watch your intake next time. who even gave you a second shot?” he has so many thoughts going through his head right now.
“sasha.”
he scoffs, but holds you as he pulls your body down while he adjusts himself into the silky pillows. “I was gonna come back earlier but hange and erwin popped by and i had to entertain them for a bit.”
“mm..”
you’re looking right into his eyes now. god, he looked so fucking cute in that white blouse and dress pants, the collar unbuttoned so you could see just the faintest bit of muscle. his hands are on your lower back, and of course he’s thinking about how pretty you look tonight.
you specially chose this black dress because he liked it, along with the lace lingerie hiding underneath the layers of ebony silk..but now wasn’t really a good time, was it? you were literally drunk at this point and the best thing to do right now would be to sleep it off. but with the way your pelvis was pressed against his, and how close your tight dress was to revealing the perfect curve of your ass…
“y/n,” he whispered, pressing his forehead against yours. he’s recalling the sight he witnessed earlier. the way jean had an arm securely around your waist, his lips on your delicate skin, the way he was staring you down with that lustful gaze.
how dare anyone try to take advantage of you in such a vulnerable state. everyone knows jean is the kind to get all horny and touchy when he’s drunk. But still, you belonged to him and only him. and fuck it, he had to demonstrate that right now in order to assure himself that no one else could ever take you.
without thinking twice his lips were on yours, swallowing the soft gasp that left your own at the sudden contact. he doesn’t even wait to push his tongue past your lips, brushing against yours as the kiss deepens and his hands slide under the hem of your dress. his thumb runs circles on the plush skin of your thigh, making you grip his shoulders harder.
Everything feels more sensitive now. you can almost feel the electricity running through your veins as he pulls away, loosening the spaghetti straps as the fabric slides off your body.
his cock his nearly throbbing in his pants, pushing against the seams as he admires you. He cursed himself for not acting on his feelings sooner. he wanted to mark every inch of you, show you just how well he could love you. but with your current state he had to chide himself internally, reminding himself to go slow.
he supports you as you straddle his hips, sitting on your knees as he unclips your bra with one hand, the other tracing the laced patterns of your panties.
“you alright? can i continue?”
levi gets your nod of approval, slipping a hand down to caress the sensitive area, eliciting a small whimper from your swollen lips. your face is flushed, hair tangled from his fingers. watching him closely, you bite your lip as he presses down on your clit, rubbing tiny circles on the small bud as his free hand moves to touch the bulge in his pants.
“look at what you do to me baby,” he moans, cursing at the dark patch that’s beginning to spread on the surface of the black fabric.
minutes later he’s desperately pulling your underwear off, the cold air hitting your exposed cunt as he dips two fingers into the wetness accumulating at your slit. levi lifts them and lets the clear, sticky fluid glimmer in the warm light of the bedside lamps, then brings his fingers to his lips and shamelessly sucks off your arousal.
“tastes so sweet, now i really wanna eat you out..”
“then do it.” you almost beg. You’ve never felt this needy in your life. the way he was gazing at you as he licked off your juices from his slender fingers almost made you cum on the spot. He pushes your back down onto the mattress and spreads your legs, resting his hands on your thighs as he leans down and kisses your clit.
“look at how wet you are baby, so good for me..” he smiles against your folds and slowly starts using his tongue on you, fucking you skilfully as your hands plunge into his hair. You’re chanting his name breathlessly like a prayer as he continues eating you out until you can’t take it anymore. he starts sucking and licking your small bud, hard, as his middle finger slides into your pussy and curls against that one spot.
“levi levi levi, oh fuck!”
you feel yourself squirt on his face as he continues lapping up your juices, fingers still fucking you through your blissful orgasm as more of the clear liquid sprays onto his hand and wrist.
“shit, y/n, you’re so fucking hot, i think…”
levi pauses for a moment, unbuckling his belt and pulling off his pants. “i think you made me cum already,” he lets out a breathy groan as he stares in disbelief at the mess he made of himself. watching you cum so hard from just his fingers had him creaming himself, remains of the milky liquid running down the shaft of his red, swollen cock.
you’re breathing hard, the adrenaline rushing through your veins as you sit up and cup your palms on his cheeks.
“i want you, like really bad.”
“im all yours to take.” he smiles softly, holding you down again as he positions himself at your entrance. he slaps his cock against your wet folds, hissing because of how sore and desparate he is. he buries himself inside you immediately, watching his thick shaft disappear into your tight little cunt.
He’s whispering how much he loves you, your voice, your personality, everything. Months of love and pining poured out in the sweet words he’s breathing, his fingers twining with yours as you lift your legs so he can go deeper. There’s so much emotion in his grey eyes, maybe it’s just the alcohol, or maybe it’s because of your earlier encounter with jean and the rest. Either way, you’re still sensitive from your first orgasm and soon you feel the heat building up in your core again, walls clenching around his cock as you both reach your highs together.
“that’s it baby, look at you taking me so well, fuck..” he empties himself inside you, groaning when he feels your pussy clenching around his cock, practically sucking in his cum. You’ve never felt this good in your life, especially considering that levi has never had any prior experience.
“holy shit,” he gasps, slowly pulling out of your swollen cunt as he holds you in a loving embrace, breathlessly falling beside you. “you feeling ok?”
that’s when the dull headache hits, and you close your eyes.
“yeah just a small headache.”
he caresses your face, smiling softly. in his head there’s only two words. she’s mine. Levi leans over and presses one last kiss to your lips before you fall asleep. And he stays there with you for the rest of the night, your body tucked against his.
the next morning, you don’t feel as shitty as you expected. You down another cup of water, wash up and head downstairs to the breakfast buffet with levi. It’s nearly empty, except for a few scouts and random marleyans staying in the hotel.
“think they’re all sleeping in after last night. I’m surprised you’re feeling ok?” he raises his eyebrows while plating a croissant for you.
you laugh. “i expected a horrible hangover too. anyways, what did you plan to do today?”
“nothing much. everyone’s shacked out from last night so.. maybe go sightseeing with my girlfriend.” he plants a kiss on your cheek as you walk down to the fruit section. girlfriend. your heart warms at the name and you take his hand.
Suddenly you’re glad sasha gave you that extra tequila shot.
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whump-or-whatever · 1 year
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Defiant whumpee who copes with (dark) humour dialogue
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Whumpee: *standing in line for the teller at the bank*
Whumper: *walks in wearing a ski mask and waving a gun* “This is a robbery!”
Whumpee: *very matter-o-factly* “Actually, sir, this is a bank.”
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Whumpee: *being held at gun point as hostage*
Whumper: “I’ll do it! I’ll shoot them!”
Whumpee: “do it, no balls”
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Whumpee: *in captivity, being interrogated*
Whumper: “If you don’t tell me what I want to know, you’ll get the whip again”
Whumpee: *eyes wide* “You can’t! My cellmate and I were using the grid to play connect 4 and I was winning!”
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Whumper: *throws a wet rag at whumpee after torturing them* “Clean yourself up.”
Whumpee: *gasps, whispers* “Master has given Dobby a cloth.”
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Whumper: “I’m going to enjoy torturing you until you scream. I can’t wait to see you broken and hear you begging me for mercy.”
Whumpee: “Seems to me like you’ve got some deep-seated emotional issues. Have you considered seeking professional help?”
• • •
Whumper: *walks in later than usual*
Whumpee: “You know, if the teacher is 15 minutes late to class you’re free to go. I think the same rule should apply here.”
• • •
Whumper: *laughs evilly at whumpee’s pain*
Whumpee: *mocks their laughter*
• • •
Whumper: “Nobody is ever going to come for you.”
Whumpee: “I bet that’s what your ex said when they dumped you.”
• • •
Whumpee: *is given plain bread to eat*
Whumpee: “Would it kill y’all to invest in some peanut butter? Mayonnaise? Anything?”
• • •
Whumper: “You’re worthless. Nobody loves you and nobody ever will.”
Whumpee: “In other news, water is wet.”
• • •
Whumper: “You look so nice covered in your own blood.”
Whumpee: “I bet I’d look even better covered in yours. Let’s try and see.”
• • •
Whumpee: *being moved with other prisoners, singing quietly* “They’re taking the hobbits to Isengard.”
Other prisoners: *chanting softly* “To Isengard, to Isengard.”
Whumper: *shakes their head incredulously*
• • •
Whumper: “I will find you.”
Whumpee: “Oh, wait! I know this one! And when you do, you’ll kill me, right?”
• • •
Whumper: “Tell me what I want to know!”
Whumpee: *sing-songy* “Gimme gimme never gets, don’t you know your manners yet?”
• • •
Whumper: *goes to stab whumpee*
Whumpee: *dodges and grabs the knife from whumper*
Whumpee: “That’s what I like to call a pro gamer move.”
• • •
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jflemings · 19 days
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would you minds sharing any random jessie relationship headcanons you have? you write about it so well in your fics pls let us into your brain lol
— my oddly specific gf!jessie headcanons
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pairing: jessie fleming x reader
warnings: nsfw & saw
a/n: got this ask and kept it in the drafts so i could just keep adding to it when a thought popped into my head :)
if any of my headcanons inspire fics please please please tag me!!! i’d love to see your take on them <3
- took soooooooo long to ask you out because she kept psyching herself out
- spoke with such confidence that it was honestly a shock to you when she told you she was nervous
- talked about you all the time to her friends and family before they ever actually met you
- introduces you to her sister before the rest of her family (mainly bc elysse begged to meet you)
– she has tiktok only so you can send her videos and you’re the only one she follows
– she takes soooo many photos of you
loves taking embarrassing ones just so she can laugh at them later
– sleeps on the side of the bed closest to the door
– is an absolute pain in the ass to go furniture shopping w because she reads everything on the label
– early bird
– not super big on pda but insists on holding your hand everywhere you go
– she doesn’t really celebrate her goals but if she knows you’re in the crowd she’ll point to wherever you’re sitting and blow you a kiss
– if you get married she gets your first initial tattooed on her inner left bicep closest to her heart
– easily embarrassed by compliments
– likes to read her book with your head in her lap
– makes the best bacon and eggs, i don’t make the rules
– if you drink coffee you can bet your ass she memorised your order the first time y’all went out for coffee
– super clingy in the mornings
– makes a playlist of songs that reminds her of you/your relationship
– very attentive gift giver, will take note of even the smallest things you say you like for future reference
– if you’re a reader she’s got your tbr in her notes app so that if she sees a book you’ve been meaning to read she can just get it for you
– likes to give and receive flowers
– a rambler, she’ll talk your ear off if she gets talking about something she really enjoys
that includes you, she talks about you to her teammates all the time
– secret avid pet name user
babe, baby, my girl, sunshine, ALL OF THEM
- blanket hog
- the two of you make a pact to learn something new by the end of the year and she chooses to learn how to play the fucking harmonica
- she gets rlly good at it tho
- picks out your outfit for game days
- loves having baths with you
doesn’t get to do it often but when she does she goes all out: bath bomb/bath salts, candles, her kindle. the whole lot
- talks during movies if she doesn’t know what’s going on
“why’d he do that” “jess i don’t know, we’re watching the same movie”
- not a big tv series watcher but will sit with you while you watch it
- loves her documentaries though
- does a really good david attenborough impression
- is ridiculously competitive when it comes to monopoly and twister
- which is funny because she’s shit at twister
- likes to be close to you at all times
if the whole couch is free she’ll still sit next to you, thigh to thigh
- doesn’t like to argue but will if she feels strongly enough about it
- she can honestly be kinda condescending in arguments without even realising it
definitely comes from her role as a leader
- she asks you multiple times through the day what you’re thinking about just because she likes to know what’s going on inside you head
- likes to do normal, everyday things with you like chores. honestly doesn’t even care that she has to vacuum the whole house, she just likes that fact that the two of you are cleaning together
- as clingy as she is she also really likes her alone time and will often take herself to a corner of the house to just mellow out, especially if she’s been around people a lot that day
- she’ll always come and find you with a smile on her face when she’s ready to though
- loves to update you on her day when she’s away. she’s been known to send you photos of anything and everything when she’s with team canada
- likes to get you lil something from every city she visits if she can
- you display all the trinkets she gets you on a shelf
- when you first started dating she’d write you letters as a way to express her emotions because she didn’t feel like she could properly communicate them directly to you
she gives them all to you on your wedding day
- she’s just so so so so in love with you
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– generally soft during sex unless she’s high off a win, pissed off or been away from you for too long
– is a switch lol
– gets pleasure from you being pleasured, she’d eat you out for hours if you let her because she likes knowing that she can get you off
- also a biiiiiiiiiiiiig fan of using a strap, absolutely loves the way you look when she bottoms out
- is surprisingly vocal in bed
- has a massive praise kink it’s literally insane
- she came untouched once bc she was fucking you w her strap and you were telling her how good she was doing
- likes when you scratch down her back but can’t let you do it often bc of the shared change room
- once went to training with a scratched up back and sam never let her live it down
- isn’t super experienced but she is observant so she figures out what you like really early on
- made it her personal mission to fuck you on every surface of your new place when the two of you moved to portland
- is a big fan of morning sex
- not a big fan of shower sex
- also is a fan of make up sex
- tries to give you as many orgasms as physically possible in one round (four is her record) (she intends to beat it)
- aftercare queen
- is pretty firm with what she does and doesn’t like and isn’t usually one to go out of her comfort zone unless the two of you have discussed it before
- refuses to hit you during sex. she’s just not comfortable with it
- doesn’t really like choking either but she does like having her hand on the base of your neck without applying any pressure
also goes absolutely feral when you do it to her
- definitely prefers to have sex in the comfort of your own home
- the two of you got caught by niamh once because jess was too loud as you ate her out
neither of you could look her in the eye for about a week afterwards and jessie endured so much teasing
- isn’t one to have drunk sex but she does like just having her hands under your bra so she can cup your breasts. she doesn’t know why, it just happens when the two of you are going to bed after a night out
- is the biggest tease in the world
- will rile you up and then pretend she has no idea what she’s doing
- has insane stamina and will go for rounds until she physically can’t
- can get really cocky during sex, especially when she knows you’re about to cum
- if she’s had a really shit day/week she likes to be overstimulated just to get all of her negative emotions out
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imsofuckinggayforwomen · 10 months
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OBANAI x MITSURI x READER HEADCANONS
[sfw and nsfw] MINORS DO NOT READ PAST THE NSFW PART
Hellooo you guys rlly liked my last two headcanon posts so I’m back with another, however since no one left any requests I decided to do one of my favorite tropes!
Once again thanks for all of the support, feel free to request anything!! (Pls I need ideas)
Warnings: Smut, Threesome, Fem reader.
Obanai and Mitsuri 💕
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Somehow, you managed to find yourself in love with two beautiful people. Lucky for you, both of them felt the same.
Mitsuri and Obanai called you to their house one night for a seemingly normal chat.
You did not expect the topic to include you joining their relationship.
Obanai was pretty blunt about it. “It’s kinda obvious you had feelings for us, it annoys me that you never came to admit them.”
Mitsuri was all ushy gushy “EEEEEE Y/N!!! IM SO GLAD YOU LOVE US TOO!!”
From that day on, y’all were a throuple (I think that’s what it’s called)
Obanai cherished both you and Mitsuri. He was always looking out for you two, glaring at others but then softening when either of you are near.
Kabumaru approved of you as well, occasionally sliding from Obanai’s shoulder to yours.
Mitsuri absolutely adored you. There was never a moment where she wasn’t physically touching you. She liked wrapping you in hugs and just never letting you leave.
Every time one of you left for a mission, the remaining two would always be anxious and waiting for updates.
It was hard finding time to spend all together with Mitsuri and obanai being hashiras.
you found yourself alone on certain nights, both of your partners being on a mission.
However, every time they returned they were sure to give you all of the love you missed.
At night you usually sleep in between your lovers. Mitsuri curled up to your chest, whilst Obanai has a tight grip on your waist from behind.
You and Mitsuri tend to be troublemakers sometimes, Obanai always having to cease chaos.
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girl you are in for one helluva ride
All of you tend to switch roles around, but somehow you manage to find yourself mainly on the submissive side.
Most sessions usually occur by one of you initiating and the other two joining in.
Both of them love body worship, they make sure you know how beautiful you are.
Mitsuri and obanai are munches you cannot prove me wrong.
Mitsuri is more jumpy and flirty, she tends to start a lot of the actions.
She absolutely loves face sitting, wether it’s you or her on top she does not care.
For this instance, your sitting on mitsuri’s face. She’s sucking and licking at your clit with fervor, making an absolute mess out of you.
Obanai kneels in front of your trembling self, kissing and sucking on your upper body whilst you stroke his length.
Running his hands through Mitsuri’s hair, he suddenly pushes her head up into your hips.
You jump and Mitsuri moans as she sucks harder on your wetness.
You’re cumming in no time, Obanai has to literally lift you off of Mitsuri’s face to get her to stop.
You’ve got her all worked up, quickly rising to her knees and pushing obanai to sit on the bed.
Mitsuri crawls on top of him, turning back to look at you longingly.
Almost instantly, you climb up behind her and start marking up her nape with your mouth while Obanai directs himself into Mitsuri.
He gently begins to roll his hips up, pulling out mewls and moans from Mitsuri’s mouth.
Your arms reach around from behind Mitsuri, grabbing onto her breasts.
She gasps, leaning into your touch as Obanai speeds up his pace.
He’s slightly grunting now, hips timing perfectly with Mitsuri’s.
Obanai gives you a familiar look, seemingly signaling you to do something.
With a cute smile on your face, you reach your hands down towards Mitsuri’s center. Swiftly, you spread her folds and place a finger on her clit.
Mitsuri arches her back at the sudden action, making Obanai hold her still on his cock.
Seeing that the both of your lovers are close, you begin to quickly circle Mitsuri’s clit. You lean your head over her shoulder, trapping Obanai into a kiss.
They come undone just a few seconds after, riding out the rest of their highs with your help.
Obanai is the prime aftercare initiator, seeing it as his job to take care of you and Mitsuri.
He’d guide you both into the bathroom and begin to run a bath.
You and Mitsuri are giggling and hugging each other while Obanai adjusts the bath temperature.
After a while, you all help each other get in the tub without slipping.
With you on one side, and Mitsuri on the other, Obanai seems content. He keeps a gentle grip on both of your waists.
Together, you all enjoy a nice warm bath.
EYAAAAAA THIS WAS FUN TO WRITE I LOVE OBANAI AND MITSURI SO MUCH!!!! The nsfw headcanons were more of a Drabble but meh whatever i think it’s good. Once again DONT BE SCARED TO REQUEST STUFF!!
I hope y’all enjoyed this as much as I did, all likes comments and reblogs are appreciated!!💕
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arthvrmvrgan · 6 months
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Arthur Morgan x Male!Reader Hcs
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Hey!! I wanted to make another hc list cuz the last one did so well! I made this an x male!reader because as a gay trans guy, there really isn’t too much when it comes to male readers. I just wanna make other people who feel the same and myself feel happy and represented!
Also to add Arthur is autistic in this
Warnings: Mention of vomit
Though he maybe aversive to touch with others, arthur is SUCH a cuddle bug with his partner. When they first start out he’s shy and will hold your hand or wrap his arm around your shoulders.
but once it’s long term arthur gives you big bear hugs, hands around your waist, holding you close by the fire, and of course those soft kisses <3
When he’s drunk, he pulls you onto his lap, smothers your face in kisses, and yells about how much he loves you.
Arthur also gets shy when it comes to talking about his interests. If you mention something like drawing or horses, he’d make a small comment or addition to the conversation. But once he’s comfortable enough, he’ll infodump for hours about horses to you!
Just hold him close, let his head rest on your chest while you pet his hair and he infodumps, and he’s in heaven!
Some pet names he’d call you would include: “Darlin, Sweetheart, My prince, My man, Hun, and Sunshine” :3 When you call him any pet name, his heart melts and his legs feel like jelly
He loves giving and receiving praise! He’ll whisper in your ear “good boy” just to mess with you cuz he know it makes you BLUSH! But he’ll also be like “atta boy!” or “yup, that’s my boy.”
The first time you praised him, it felt really odd for him. He hadn’t been praised like that ever since he’d been with Mary. It felt so foreign but so…good.
His big ol’ heart skips a beat when you tell him how proud you are of him, or how he looks so handsome in that new shirt you got him. He feels like the happiest man on earth
Now unfortunately, times weren’t as accepting as they are now. You and Arthur knew it had to be kept secret for fear of what might happen. You two don’t feel any embarrassment at all, just a need for a safety. The gang knows about you two, most of them accepting you with welcome arms!
You also help Arthur out more with errands, jobs, and chores. Ever since an incident were Arthur worked his way up to illness like vomiting, you’ve made it your duty to lay off the weight on Arthur’s shoulders.
If he needs help with the hay bales, you’ll be right next to him holding one. If he’s going out on a stage job from alden, you ask if you can tag along!
Arthur has gotten better with accepting help or rest, but not so much asking for it. You still encourage Arthur to request help if he needs it, and how he’s not weak for doing so.
There have even been times where you’d yell at Dutch and Strauss to leave Arthur be for a bit.
He’ll sometimes doodle little drawings of you in his journal as well as writing lovey dovey passages about you and putting “A<3Y/N” with a big heart too. He’ll even just doodle random hearts while spacing out and thinking about you..
He gets so excited to see you, even if you can’t tell. The way his eyes light up like a big puppy dog’s as he speed walks over to your horse to greet you and give you a welcome back kiss
He also penguin pebbles and finds random stuff that reminds him of you!! Whether it be a cigarette card, a flower, or even some artifact or object he found…he WILL give it to you!
That’s all for now! If y’all wanna send in your arthur or just any other rdr hcs, feel free! I also wouldnt mind writing more arthur hcs so please feel free to send me rqs!
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wongyuseokie · 7 months
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Sharing Is Caring | l.s.m, k.m.g, x.m.h
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☆ 18+ minors dni | ♕ smut | ♥︎ completed
Summary: You and Mingyu have always fooled around, and no one really caught on, but today, Mingyu was feeling rather bold, and so not only do you now have an audience, but you also have two new joiners.  Word Count:  4213 words 
Pairing: Female Reader x Kim Mingyu | Fe. You’dader x Lee Seokmin | Female Reader x Xu Minghao 
Genre/Trope(s)/AU(s): Smut, PWP. Content Warnings: None. It’s a PWP, and honestly, I just wanted to rewrite this for Seventeen’s 97 line. 
Smut Warnings: Dom! Mingyu, Dom! Minghao, Dom! Seokmin. Overstimulation, breast & nipple play. Oral (m & f receiving), face riding, squirting. Mentions of public sex. Pet names (good boy, baby boy, pretty girl), praise kink. Mingyu has a daddy kink. Pussy slapping. Spanking. Cum play. Biting, it’s mild. Hao uses cuffs. OC is a ragdoll. Pray for her. She isn’t walking for a while. They’re kind of competing? I don't know it’s just smutty. Name-calling (slut, cum slut). I don't know y’all. Choking. Kitten. 
Authors Note 1: Also, if you’ve seen this fic before, it’s because it was something I’d published once for a different group, but I wanted to revisit and rework it. Authors Note 2: Thank you so much to @wooahaeproductions and @gyupremacy for beta'ing this very long horny mess. Tagging: @aaniag 💕
Cross Posted to AO3
© wongyuseokie 2023. All rights reserved.
“Mingyu, don’t. He’ll kill you,” you whispered, watching your best friend being an absolute idiot. You watched him lean over the couch where Minghao was sleeping peacefully. You knew Minghao had insomnia issues, so when he did manage to sleep, you didn’t want anyone to disturb him. 
“Make me Y/N,” Mingyu sassed back at you. You know the saying desperate times call for desperate measures? This was one. You walked over to Mingyu and wrapped your arms around his waist, halting his movements. Mingyu melted into your embrace but chuckled.
“Aww, cute Y/N, but that’s not going to do shit,” Mingyu said with a grin as he resumed his position to pounce on Minghao and wake him up. You put your hands under Mingyu’s shirt, sighing at his toned physique. 
“Baby, please,” you whispered.
You’d known him since you were kids and saw him through the rough trainee days to the present, where he and his other members were now selling out stadiums worldwide. To anyone else, it might have seemed like you and Mingyu were dating, but you weren’t. You just fucked.  
This whole arrangement happened one night because you were rooming with Mingyu while visiting him on tour, and you walked in on him pleasuring himself in the shower. He didn’t even look shocked or anything. 
“I have needs; if you are uncomfortable, I apologise. Please close the door, but if not,  feel free to join me.” From the adorable young boy that you knew, Mingyu had grown into one of the most handsome men you had known and a man whose duality sometimes got you wet, if you must admit. You pondered over his proposal for a second and joined him. From that night, you both became fuck buddies, and it was probably the best decision ever.
“Fuck, Y/N,” Mingyu’s resolve at waking up his member dissolved when he felt your arms wrap around his waist. “You’re not playing fair,” he mumbled, and you could feel him pout. 
“Mingyu, look at me,” you pleaded. He turned around so you were pressed into his firm chest, his arms around your waist now.
“What?” he pouted; he could be an absolute baby when required. You didn’t answer him. You stood on your tiptoes and pulled his head down to reach your lips, capturing them with yours.
“What if I kept you busy instead? Let Minghao sleep,” you suggested. Mingyu sighed, never being able to refuse you for anything, and sex was his weak spot. 
“Fine,” he bent down and hoisted you up, legs wrapping around his tiny waist. He walked over to the same sofa where Minghao was sleeping, sat you down with you straddling his lap, and continued kissing you. 
“Mingyu!” you hissed.
“Let’s go to the bedroom, he’ll wake up!” you pleaded, but it seemed like Mingyu couldn’t be bothered. After four years of being your fuck buddy, he knew your body like the back of his hand. He moved his lips to your neck and started sucking, making you suppress a moan. 
“So let him. I can assure you Minghao will enjoy what he wakes up to,” Mingyu said as he smirked against your neck. The thought of someone else watching made you grow wetter, especially if that someone was Minghao.
You’d grown considerably closer to all Seventeen, especially the 97’s. Minghao was kind, funny and sweet, and Seokmin was an absolute angel, always there no matter what. Mingyu, well, he was your best friend, but these three together were trouble with a capital “T.”
You were interrupted from your thoughts of your extremely attractive friends by Mingyu’s hands reaching the bottom of your hoodie and tugging at it. You couldn’t deny how unfairly handsome they were; it sometimes got annoying. You lifted your arms, and Mingyu removed your hoodie. His eyes widened with lust, seeing that you had chosen to forego a bra. 
“Fuck, pretty baby, no bra? Were you hoping to get fucked?” He smirked, his voice low, and you could feel his breath on your nipples. 
“Did it work?” you asked, feigning innocence. Mingyu groaned and rubbed his now hard length against your clothed pussy. 
“Can you feel that, Y/N? Of course, it did.” 
You moved your hands to reach Mingyu’s flannel shirt and unbuttoned it,  helping him out of it. His bare torso, toned body, and arms were enough to make you drool, and there was nothing to soothe the pain in your now aching cunt. 
“Y/N, stop. I want to taste you, baby; I can tell you're probably a dripping mess,” Mingyu said. You blushed, which only confirmed his assumption.
Mingyu moved you and placed you on the sofa. His hands went straight to your trousers, and he wasted no time ridding them of you before taking your underwear along with it. He was greeted with a sight he could never get tired of; your wet pussy, clit swollen, begging for attention. Just as Mingyu was about to place his tongue on your clit, you heard a gruff voice interrupt your state of bliss.
“Seriously, guys? If you’ll have sex, can you at least ask if I want to join?” Minghao smirked as he boldly asked to join you and Mingyu. You tried to cover yourself with a pillow in embarrassment, but Minghao still crawled over to your side of the sofa.
“Don’t be shy, Y/N. I’ve heard you and Mingyu so many times, and Y/N, you have no idea how many times I imagined your pretty lips on my cock. Fuck, do you both know how many bedsheets I’ve ruined because both of you won’t keep it down?” His voice was low and teasing. You shifted your gaze to Mingyu, who looked fucked out at Minghao’s words, but he recovered quicker than you.
“You want her lips, Hao?” Mingyu asked, not a hint of humour in his voice, and Minghao nodded. 
“Oh, interesting. A possible proposition, and I wasn’t invited?” A voice interrupted, and you turned around to be greeted by a shirtless Seokmin, and he was smirking at you. You were practically drooling because of the exchange between Minghao and Mingyu, and now seeing Seokmin shirtless just made you whine. Seokmin laughed at your misery, but not for long; he walked around to the sofa and bent down so his mouth was in line with your pussy.
“Shall I eat you out, princess? Your cunt looks like it’s begging for some love,” he commented. You felt his hot breath fan against your pussy; you squirmed.
“Please, Seokmin, please,” you begged, desperate to feel Seokmin’s lips and tongue on your pussy.
“Okay, princess, don’t hold back. I want to taste you on my tongue.” With that, Seokmin dove straight into your cunt. He didn’t tease; he pushed his thick tongue inside your cunt. He started moving his mouth so that his tongue was thrusting in and out of your pussy. He moved his arm and placed it over your waist, rendering you immobile. You were squirming too much, and Seokmin wanted you at his mercy.
He moved his tongue to your clit, which was now red and swollen, and begging for attention. He wrapped his plump lips around your clit and sucked while his tongue flicked your nub; his flicks were harsh and unrelenting. You felt him insert two fingers into your cunt, his mouth never-ceasing their actions while his fingers thrust in and out of your cunt at a brutal pace. You thought you would come apart right then and there; his mouth felt so good. 
You were so close, and Seokmin knew. He stopped flicking at your clit and gently nibbled it, pushing his fingers deeper into your cunt. Thrusting them upwards, he hit your g-spot. You fell apart on his tongue and let out a slight scream.
Seokmin didn’t stop; he kept lapping at your release and fingering you. The oversensitivity of his actions caused something to snap in you, making you shake violently. You grabbed Seokmin’s hair for support, and your vision faded; you were in utter euphoria.
“Hey, Y/N You okay, pretty girl?” Seokmin asked you, his voice breaking you from your lust-bound spell. You nodded.  He smiled and leaned in,  pecking your lips. You tasted yourself on him. 
“Wait, Seokmin, why are you all we—,” you stopped mid-speech because you realised why he was dripping wet. 
“I didn’t know I could do that,” you whispered. Seokmin smiled and leaned over to where Mingyu and Minghao were. 
“Hear that, Mingyu? I made her squirt. You still can’t do much to your baby girl,” Seokmin teased and shot a wink at you. You heard a growl from Mingyu. as he moved over to you, pushing Seokmin away.
While Mingyu grabbed you by the waist and repositioned you so you were now lying with your back down on the sofa, Seokmin moved over to Minghao and curled up by his side. 
Mingyu glared at you. “Do you see what you’ve done, princess? Now I’m going to fuck you, and I won’t stop until you squirt again. You are in for a long night,” Mingyu teased as he leaned above and kissed you.
“Safeword Y/N?” Mingyu asked. 
“Peaches.”
Seokmin had bruised Mingyu’s ego, and he was unhappy. 
Millions of questions ran through his mind. Were you not satisfied? Did you fake your orgasms? 
How did Seokmin, for the first time, make you squirt? He was pissed, and he was going to take it out on you. He would make you cum, squirt and beg. 
“Y/n, on your hands and knees right now,” Mingyu demanded, and you knew not to disobey, but you were a brat, and you loved to get him worked up so he’d punish you. 
“Baby boy, I’m tired. Seokmin just did a number on me,” you cooed and winked at Seokmin, who smiled and winked back at you. 
“Y/N, don’t fucking test my patience,” Mingyu warned. His voice was now louder and caught the attention of the two other boys, who were sat on the sofa to make their way to your side. Seokmin and Minghao were now sitting on either side. 
You froze in place, not that it took much. Your legs were jelly, thanks to Seokmin. Minghao started peppering kisses to your neck and started sucking, earning a moan from you. 
“Y/N,” Minghao spoke, his deep voice making you dizzy. 
“Yes?” you answered. 
“Listen to the big baby; get on your hands and knees, pretty girl. I’ll make it worthwhile,” he spoke and kissed your lips softly enough, leaving you wanting more. 
Once you were on all fours, you realised that you were facing Minghao, and you felt a dip in the sofa, noticing Seokmin once again move back to sit next to Minghao. You felt Seokmin’s hands on your ass; he was turning you around onto your hands and knees. Simply staring at them, you felt yourself getting wetter. A sharp slap to your ass broke you free of your daydream. 
“Fuck, Mingyu!” Another slap. 
“Fuck Mingyu, baby, I—” One more slap. Mingyu leaned over your body, and you felt his thick, hard length on your back. His large hand went around your neck. 
He bit your earlobe gently and said, “You call me anything but Daddy, Y/N, and you won’t fucking walk for a week. Now I will have my way with you. You squirted for Seokmin. You are a filthy little slut. Only whores squirt like you did,” Mingyu whispered in your ear, and his words shot straight to your pussy. If you thought you could, you would cum at that moment. 
“Mingyu, please fuck me,” You heard him telling you to call him Daddy, but you wanted to be a brat; you wanted him to fuck you hard. There was another slap to your ass. 
“You want to play it like that, Y/N? Okay, princess, you do that. Just know I’m going to use your pussy to store my cum, and you better keep it in there. When I’m done, Minghao can lick it out of your cunt.” 
“Gladly, Mingyu. I want that sweet little pussy on my mouth,” Minghao said in agreement.
Mingyu pushed his cock into your cunt without warning, resulting in a loud moan from you. You’d been sleeping with him for four years, yet his length would always stretch you out, and you welcomed that burn. He started pounding into your cunt, showing no mercy. He wrapped his arm around your waist and snaked his fingers to your clit. starting to rub. 
“Fuck Daddy,” you moaned. 
“So fucking good,” you praised. You were on the precipice of your second orgasm of the night. Mingyu knew and just fucked you harder as he worked his fingers quickly against your clit. You felt something snap another word.., and you came. Mingyu let out a loud groan at your cunt clenching around his cock. He didn’t stop; he just kept pounding into your wet and now sensitive cunt. 
“Daddy, please, too much,” you whined, but you didn’t actually mind.  
“What did I tell you, Y/N?” Mingyu asked.
“That I’m your little cum slut, Daddy,” you replied, moaning. Your words did something to Mingyu because he let out a growl and started rutting his hips into your cunt even harder, at a pace you didn’t think was possible. He wrapped his hands around your neck, choking you. 
“Daddy is pretty close, baby,” Mingyu told you in a low voice; you could tell he was. His breathing was getting more uneven. He suddenly pulled out of your cunt, making you whine at the loss of the contact, only to push back in and continue fucking you. You felt your legs shake, your limbs gave way, and your vision faded for the second time tonight. You were panting and crying tears of pleasure. 
Mingyu was satisfied, he had made you cum twice, and now you had just squirted all over him. He thrust into you a few more times until he reached release and filled your pussy with his cum. 
“Princess, you okay?” Mingyu asked as he softly turned you over and kissed your forehead. 
“Yes, I am.” You were exhausted, and yet you wanted more.
 “Good, pretty baby. Now walk over to Minghao and sit on his face.” You did as you were told, and the minute you placed your cum filled cunt on Minghao’s lips, you felt his arms wrap around your waist. “Don’t you dare let my cum drip out of your pussy. Let him lick you clean.” 
“Ready for me, baby?” 
You did not understand how one man’s tongue could bring you so much pleasure. You fisted your hands into Minghao’s hair, and he licked and sucked Mingyu’s cum out of your pussy. Long strokes of his tongue collected the cum that threatened to spill out of your pussy as he sucked at your cunt, cleaning it of Mingyu’s cum. 
Minghao mumbled something. The vibration shot straight to your now extremely sensitive pussy, and caused you to barrel into your fourth orgasm of the night. Your grip on his hair tightened, and you screamed because Minghao would not stop. 
His arm around your waist meant that he had you at his mercy. He kept flicking your clit, and sucking at it. Alternating between sucking and licking, you were so close. You felt two pairs of lips, one on your neck and one on your breasts.
You opened your eyes—previously screwed shut in pleasure—to find Seokmin’s plump lips on your nipple, sucking and gently using his teeth to tug at your swollen nipples. 
While Mingyu was the one at your neck, he was not kind about it. He was sucking and biting your neck, leaving no part of it untouched. You’d be purple and hiding your neck in a turtleneck for a while, but you didn’t care right now. 
The combined pleasure of all three men on your body had you seeing stars, and you came again, even harder and shook. Minghao licked a couple more times, making you shiver with overstimulation, and he loosened his grip around your waist. 
Seokmin and Mingyu helped to lay you down on the sofa. You sighed in relief as you finally let your body relax on the couch.
You noticed Minghao getting up off the sofa and walking away. 
“Hao,” you whined. You didn’t get to fuck him, and you were so desperate to feel his cock inside you. Mingyu chuckled as they slid two fingers into your wet pussy. 
“Sssh, Y/N. If I know Minghao, he’s just coming back with something to keep you in place,” he smirked as he fingered your pussy. While Mingyu fingered you, Seokmin leaned down to bring his mouth down to your cunt, and licked your now extremely oversensitive clit. 
He sucked and grazed his teeth on your cunt, pushing you straight into your sixth fifth? orgasm of the night. You noticed Mingyu lifting his fingers soaked in your cum to Seokmin’s mouth, who sucked his fingers clean. 
“Fuck, Y/N; you taste so good.” You thought you would not live through what these boys were doing to you. “God, I could honestly eat you out forever.”
Minghao came back with two scarves and a pair of handcuffs. You scoffed. 
“Hao? Seriously, Gucci scarves and Chanel-encrusted handcuffs?” He smirked at your comment.
“You deserve the best, and might as well use something designer when I fuck you so hard that you can’t walk straight when I’m done.” That shut you up quickly.
“Boys, hold the pretty slut down.” You shivered at his words; besides Mingyu, all the boys were shocking you tonight. They were grown men, but the filth coming out of their mouths was new—not that you minded in the slightest bit.
Mingyu and Seokmin grabbed your legs and spread them as wide as possible. You’re now dripping, with your aching cunt on full display. Both men let out a groan at the sight. 
“Hands Y/N”, Minghao spoke as he walked around to the sofa, and he was now standing in front of you as well. You held out both hands to him, and he tied them together with a scarf. Kissing your wrists gently, he then snapped the handcuffs over the scarf. 
“Hao, isn’t that a bit much?” 
Minghao smirked, his eyes dark with lust. “Baby, when I’m done with you, you’ll be glad these scarves provided relief.” With that, he grabbed you by your waist and flipped you over and onto your knees. You were struggling to balance on your knees now that your hands were bound.
You felt your ankles being tied together, too. “Minghao, how the fuck will I move?” You protested. 
“Exactly, baby girl. You won’t. I will fuck you and use your little cunt until I cum understood?” You were stunned into silence. Minghao took your silence as disobedience, and you were punished immediately with a sharp slap to your ass. 
“Yes, I understand, sir.” Minghao moaned at the mention of sir.
He positioned himself behind you and grabbed your bound wrists so your back was pressed into his chest. You were on your knees, ankles bound. Minghao slid his hard, thick and long length into your cunt.
“Ah, Ha—Sir, too much,” you choked out. 
Minghao kept pushing into your cunt, until he fully bottomed you out. 
“Sssh baby, deep breaths, relax. I’ll make you feel good. Okay?” 
You nodded, letting out a hum of acceptance. “Please move,” you begged. Minghao placed a kiss on your back in between your shoulder blades.
Minghao started pushing into your cunt; he began his thrusts slowly and growled at how tight you were. The pain from the stretch subsided and was now pleasurable; the position he had you in had his cock filling you up and hitting your g-spot each time. 
Minghao, on the other hand, was in absolute bliss. His eyes were screwed shut in pleasure. You were so fucking tight, and you were like a vice grip around his cock. 
Minghao bit down on your exposed shoulder and started sucking it. He kept going while he thrust his hard cock inside your pussy. You were in absolute pleasure until you felt something soft at your pussy. You looked down to see Mingyu snaking his tongue along your clit.
“Mingyu, fuck, so fucking good,” you moaned, had it not been for Minghao’s vice grip across your waist, you would have fallen over. You were drowning in pleasure as Mingyu kept licking your pussy. 
“Fuck,” A loud groan came from Minghao as he thrust into you harder and faster.
You felt a hand caress your cheek softly, and you looked to your right to find Seokmin staring at you sweetly. His cock was red, hard and swollen and begging for attention. 
“Seokmin, please fuck my mouth,” you begged. You wanted them all at once and in one go. 
Seokmin walked closer to you and put his hands into your hair, making a makeshift ponytail, as he guided his thick length into your mouth. He let out a loud moan as he felt your warm mouth enclose his cock.
You tapped Seokmin’s thigh to let him know you were ready for him, and he slowly started thrusting into your mouth. Fucking your throat, you so badly wanted to cup his balls and make him beg and cum for you, but your hands were bound. That being said, the rate at which Seokmin was fucking your throat, you know he wasn’t far off. Mingyu’s tongue was still playing with your clit. 
Minghao kept pounding into you and biting your exposed back and shoulder. You were close to cumming, and so was Minghao. You needed to cum. Mingyu knew your body, and he could see it; he replaced his tongue with his fingers and rubbed at your clit. You shook and froze for a moment as you came, making Minghao moan and bite down harder on your shoulder as you tightened even further around his dick.
You knew Seokmin was close, his thrusts were getting sloppy, and he stilled his hips with one final thrust into your mouth. He gently pulled out of your mouth and kissed your lips. His hot cum spilling down your throat. 
“Good girl, Y/N,” Mingyu sat before you and kissed you, his tongue snaking into your mouth, tasting Minghao’s cum and yours. 
“Seriously, yY/N. You’ve been a very good girl.” Mingyu snaked his fingers down to your clit again and fingered your clit harder, and you shook and came again. You had lost count of how many times you came tonight. Minghao pushed into you one last time and stilled his moving hips, his cum painting your walls. He kissed all the spots he bit and undid the ties around your ankle.
Just when you thought you’d get relief of some sort—as you felt Minghao undoing the scarves around your ankles lightly, massaging the area. You were immediately carried and placed on to Mingyu, sitting, his dick hard and waiting for you. 
Minghao carried you onto Mingyu and put you down onto Mingyu’s cock. You let out a strangled cry, you were so sensitive and yet you wanted so much more. Mingyu wasted no time and started thrusting his hips upwards. He set a brutal pace, and you were so fucking close to cumming again. 
“Mingyu, please. Daddy, I need to cum,” you begged, and Mingyu’s eyes softened.
“You will, with me,” and with that, he pounded into your cunt hard as he could. You still needed to finish, and Mingyu immediately put his fingers on your clit and rubbed the swollen nub, making you squirt all over him. You felt him getting close just from how shallow his breaths were. He still his hips and held you close, and came inside you.
You were a sobbing and moaning mess. You felt so good, so worn out, yet you wanted more. You felt Mingyu lift you off his lap and place you on the sofa. He undid your bound wrists, kissing them. He pulled you into his side and started kissing you; his kisses were soft and gentle. Before you could melt into his tenderness, you felt two tongues on your pussy. You tried to squirm away, but Mingyu gripped you harder. He knew he wrecked you.
You looked down to see Minghao and Seokmin at your cunt, lapping up your release and Mingyu’s release. You noticed how both tongues would meet, and the sight had you so close to cumming. 
It didn’t take long for Mingyu to kiss you, all while Seokmin’s lips were sucking on your clit, and Minghaos’s long tongue collected the release in your pussy as you fell apart on their tongues.
The two boys lapped up your release, kissed your forehead, and sat next to you on the couch when they cleaned you up. You were practically curled up in Mingyu’s lap.
“You’re right, Gyu; maybe a fuck buddy isn’t such a bad idea,” Seokmin said with a chuckle. 
“This doesn’t just have to be a one-time thing, right?” You mumbled, loud enough for the others to hear you. 
“No, kitten, it doesn’t,” Mingyu agreed, kissing your forehead. 
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gingerjunhan · 6 months
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boyfriend headcannons - goo gunil
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☆彡 I felt burnt out after working on an essay all day, so what did I do? Went to my dorm and wrote some more! I’ve seen other blogs do little series like this with groups, so I wanted to give it a try! I hope you all enjoy!
word count: 777 | pronouns used: they/them | genre: fluff, established relationship | cws: reader is called “beautiful,” cringe moments /pos, swearing, mentions of alcohol, mentions of death (in a joking way), my delulu thoughts, all caps, lmk if I missed anything else!
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Gunil strikes me as they type of boyfriend that would try to make your life feel like a rom-com
he definitely strikes me as one of the more romantic ones in the group, but probably in a more goofy way than Jungsu or Seungmin would be (but more on that later)
yes he’s buying you flowers every time he passes a flower stand
yes he leaves those cheesy little notes about how beautiful and perfect you are in your lunch that you take to school or work
yes he reminds you every day that you’re quite literally the light of his life and he wouldn’t be the same person without you
but I truly believe this man can get weird
like, very very strange
in the most endearing way… he’s cringe
let’s unpack that
starting off strong:
“Good morning sunshine!”
some find that cringe, but I’m kicking my feet so 🧍🏻‍♀️
the pet names… oh god the pet names
I know I have a whole fic on this topic already but I feel the need to say more for Gunil
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, “sweetums”
“precious”
I’m sorry but he gives me “bubs”/“bubby” vibes
listen I don’t hate that one as much as other people okay hear me out
“angel” probably happens on rare occasions
I could go on
he may be cringe but he is free!
but it’s okay because you totally call him silly names back
you love him no matter what
you know who else loves him?
your parents
he’s shaking hands and being overly friendly, and your parents are eating it up!!!!
let's say you bring him over for dinner:
“You have such a lovely home!”
“Do you need help with anything? I can set the table!”
“The meal was amazing. (Y/N) clearly didn’t get their cooking skills from you!”
“Gunil what the hell-“
the next time your parents invite him over he definitely shows up with dessert, wine, a side dish, something
he 100% gets the parental stamp of approval 👍🏻
okay I’m sorry but we need to talk about Gunil and intimacy keeping it G y’all c’mon now
he :(( is the sweetest :(((( ever :(
he knows he’s strong so he tries to be so gentle with you
if you want him to hold you tight he absolutely will
but Gunil strikes me as a soft intimacy type of guy!!
soft, calming, long hugs
sweet compliments whispered between you during a cuddle secession
cuddle secessions :(
if he doesn’t cuddle with you before bed he literally acts like he’s on the brink of death
gently holding your hand at almost all times
like I’ve said, I think Gunil likes PDA
so he’s got a grip on your hand at all times in public
I also think that Gunil would be the type to wash your hair for you
I’m melting right now
imagine it like,,,, oh my god
Gunil knows you’ve been stressed and he can see how hard you’re working and how much the stress is affecting you so he offers to help you relax
he runs a nice bath for you
lights a few candles
and then if you’re comfortable with it he’s right by your side, absolutely pampering you and washing your hair :(
can we tell that he’s been bias wrecking me really really hard lately? yes? okay
but these gentle moments don’t last forever
he’s you’re hype man all the time every day
“You look so good baby! I love your outfit today! C’mon, give me a spin- OH MY GOSH youlooksogood!”
gives you those hugs where he gets really excited and picks you up and spins you in circles
Gunil definitely gives me the vibe that he would totally put his full body weight on you if you wanted him to
just *plop*
okay okay so we all know how Gunil is the only member of xh who can drive yes?
do you think he like,, does the thing? 🤭 when he puts the car in reverse? 🤭 because guys I think he does 🤭
I’m a firm believer in the fact that Gunil would quite literally be the most perfect man on the face of the earth (totally unbiased opinion!)
he always encourages you to try new things- even if they scare you- and always reach for your goals!!
he’s so supportive and full of love for you and he’s gonna be by your side every step of the way and MAN I JUST LOVE HIM SO MUCH—
final closing thought but imagine sitting on his lap while he teaches you how to play drums EEE okay I need to stop
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jazminrhode1 · 6 months
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Hey Hi girlie, I love your writing so much!!! I was wondering if you could write one where Matt or Chris reconnect with an old friend that they have always had feelings for (and everyone could see it) and she's always been with other people but, finally sees what's always been right in front of her? Super sngsty and maybe kinda leaving us hanging because I'm always down for part 2!!! Thank you hun <3
Looking At The Moon Matt Sturniolo x Reader One Shot
Summary: You realize that it's been Matt all along.
Word Count: 971 words
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“Did you ever think you’d end up with Vinny?” Matt asked. The question caught you off guard. 
You had spent the day back home in Boston celebrating Nate’s birthday. It was the first time that you had all been back together properly since the triplets moved to LA. It wasn’t quite the same as it was before they left but, you were glad to seem them all again.
As you lay on the floor of Nate’s lounge room, your friends were packed in beside you like sardines. It was 3am and you and Matt were the last two people awake. It felt like the old days.
“Sorry,” he said when you hadn’t answered after a while. 
“I always thought I’d meet my soulmate in school and we’d fall madly in love and that’d be it. Just like my parents. You know, high school sweethearts and all that. Even though we dated for 4 years, I’m not sure that I ever really thought that it’d be Vinny” you explained.
Matt nodded his head slowly. Did you ever think it could be me?
“What about you?” you asked, “Do you think you’ve met your soulmate?”
Matt stared at the ceiling, “I hope so,” he replied, “I don’t know, I always hoped that one day I’d look at an old friend and think, ‘It’s been you all long’.”
You were intrigued as you propped yourself up on one elbow, turning yourself to face him. Chris had fallen asleep between you both and you squinted your eyes in the dark to make sure he was still asleep.
“Do you think you met her in LA?” you asked. You wanted to catch up on the gossip that you’d missed out on since they left.
“No,” he replied quicker than a horse out the gate. It’s you. It’s always been you.
You racked your brain trying to think of one girl that Matt had ever shown any interest in. His date to the middle school dance? One of the friends y’all lost touch with? Was there someone at Star Market you didn’t know? It was probably one of Justin’s friends - this kid’s delusional.
As Chris stirred in his sleep between you both, you sucked in a sharp breath in an attempt not to wake him. After some time had passed, Matt got up and gestured for you to follow.
You crept up the stairs behind him to Nate’s bedroom and climbed through the window onto the roof. It had been years since you had come up here - you could see the whole neighbourhood from this spot. Matt wrapped a blanket around your shoulders as you sat on the freezing cold tiles. You had missed doing shit like this with him. You had missed him.
You remembered sitting at the window with him at daycare as he waited for him Mom every afternoon. When your Dad took the training wheels off your bike a little too early, he was the one who kissed the scrape on your knee to make it better.
When you had free time in the first grade, he would let you share his pencils or read books with you on the beanbag in Mr Wilson’s reading corner. Every day at lunch he’d trade half his sandwich with you even if you both had peanut butter and jelly.
He was always there. He always listened, he celebrated your achievements and supported you through the tough times. If there was one thing you knew for certain it was that as long as Matt was around you’d never be alone.
“Isn’t it crazy how much has changed in the last two years?” you asked as you looked out to the dimly lit street.
“I don’t think all that much has changed. Not anything that matters anyway,” he replied.
Matt had a habit of talking in riddles sometimes. You never really quite knew what was going on in his head.
“Fair enough,” you replied. “Do you ever wish that you didn’t leave Boston?” you asked.
He took a moment. You could see the thoughts racing in his head as he fidgeted with the cuff of his sleeve. “I think that the people make the place,” he replied. 
“Do you wish you never left you family?” you asked.
“Yeah… And, Nate…” he answered. And you. I wish I never had to leave you.
You took in a deep breath and laid your head on his shoulder. “I always thought growing up would be so much fun,” you said.
“It’s not fun?” he asked. “It’s not easy,” you replied as you both sat in silence, looking up at the moon.
After a while you looked at him and said, “promise you’ll remember me when you’re looking up at the moon in LA.”
I’m gonna wish that you were there with me. “I promise,” he said as he wrapped an arm around you. “Promise me you’ll send me pictures of whatever reminds you of me,” he asked and you pinky swore that you would.
When he went back to LA, he sent you snapchats every night of the moon from their balcony. You sent him pictures from the scrapbooks your Mom had made for you when you were younger. 
There was a photo of the two of you from the first day of high school and beside it your Mom had written, “I hope one day you see what has always been right in front of you.”
You went back and forth for weeks on end not knowing if you should send it to Matt or not but, you inevitably decided against it. Instead, you took a pen to the page next to your Mom’s note and wrote, “Perhaps I’m realising a little too late that it was you all along.”
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missyandthemisfits · 1 month
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JJK - Grocery Shopping With Them Pt. I
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Yuji Itadori - He’s got a hard time staying next to the cart especially once he sees something cool or funny or weird. Like, he doesn’t like wander half way across the store or anything like that, but he’s skipping his way up to the weird off brand cereal just as soon as you make it to the aisle, grinning back at you with that dorky smile as he does.
“Babe look, they’re called Nut O’s!” He’s snickering way too hard and loud and it’s just a liiitle embarrassing, but endearing. You chuckle as he shuffles back over, box in hand. “Can we get em?”
You snort and sigh halfheartedly, not really accustomed to denying the sweetheart.
“Throw it in, Yu.”
It was seriously hard not to spoil him sometimes.
Megumi Fushiguro - When I say he has a mental and physical checklist of everything you guys have vs everything you guys need to stock up on- it’s that serious for him. No like shopping is actually no joke. Any sort of suggestions made that aren’t on the list? He’s scowling a little harder than normal, eyeballing you and the food item you two definitely don’t need-
“But Megumiii, they look so good - please babe we have to try them!” He crosses his arms in scrutiny.
“That’s an unnecessary expense. Don’t even get me started on the sugar content-,”
“Oh my fucking- PLEASE.” There’s a long sigh and he finally relents.
But make no mistake he’s taking satisfaction in the fact that you inevitably hate the taste. Megumi 17, (Name) 0.
Nobara Kugisaki - Honestly? Y’all get the same level of giddy to see weird foods and utensils in the store, so much so you’ve got an entire collection of things like …sriracha pocky and those boxes of foreign snacks, all of which you end up recording yourselves try for the masses. 
“Dude, no this is actually fucking gross I’m gonna-,” You’re laughing hysterically as she gags beside you, snorting a bit as she downs her entire bottle of water.
“It actually wasn’t that bad for me.” The look she gives you in response is priceless. 
Maki Zenin - She’s the type to carry a book around in the store and let you take as much time as you need deliberating over spinach vs lettuce because she’s got her entertainment. She’s got very specific tastes too so it makes it really easy to shop for her when she’s not around, you on the other hand are so very indecisive- but she’s learned to live with that.
“Maki…should I get spicy or regular?”
“Hmm,” she doesn’t even glance up, “Flip a coin?”
“But what if I get home and decide I want the other one? Uggghhh-,” She finally peers over the pages.
“Just get both.” You’re looking at her in teary-eyed awe.
“You’re the smartest person I know Maki!”
“I know.” 
Toge Inumaki - Loves going grocery shopping with you. I mean, loves spending all his free time with you, but there’s something about grocery shopping that just makes his day. He adores the domesticated feel of it all, he surmises. 
“Salmon.” He gives a thumbs up at the wasabi flavored prawn chips in your hands and you cheer a little, placing them in the cart.
“Sure they won’t be too spicy for you?” He thinks for a moment.
“Mustard Leaf.” He gives a shrug and you chuckle.
“What do you mean you’re not sure? Weren’t these your suggestion?”
“Salmon Roe.” He gives a nod and you can tell by the way his eyes sparkle he’s smiling under his scarf. 
“Well alright, don’t say I didn’t warn you…”
Always a pleasant experience to be around this cutie.
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blazingstar29 · 6 months
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Top Gun Workouts - Slider
Everyone’s favourite [living] RIO
Disclaimer: I’m not a PT. In this series i break down characters muscle composition and how i think they’d exercise, if this may trigger you feel free to enjoy my other general shit posting!
Find the rest of the series under #top gun workouts :) So far there’s Mav and Ice
Slider is is also very interesting in his muscular make up. He’s tall, about 6’2 (?) and this DOES matter but not how you think and it’s something I’ll get into in more detail with Goose. Also keep in mind a lot of shirtless photos of Slider are during the volleyball scene so the actors will be in peak physique and probably have done some exercise before shooting to give themselves a ‘pump’.
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I know forearms are a big deal for some of y’all and you’re right to be obsessed with them. Hold out out your arm in front of you as if you’re reaching for something. Does your for arm flex like Slider’s? Some might, some won’t. But for the hollow above the inside of your elbow to appear at the same time as the muscle at the top of your forearm (the sort facing the ceiling) that’s actually very impressive. It’s a combination of low body fat and muscle.
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Sir, put them pits away. It’s pretty blurry but the concave of the arm pit, huge lateral bulge, front deltoid and shoulder are flexed here but even so, that doesn’t appear by itself.
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Slider’s got a low body fat. Flexed on the left and relaxed on the right you can see his muscling pretty clear. Like with Maverick, we see those obliques. Unlike Mav, Slider’s got a slightly narrower waist. And those boulder shoulders are ginormous, well done Rick. His traps aren’t super big which makes sense when we look at his legs in a minute.
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Everyone say thank you Rick for the effort he put in flying into sand and those arms. Full, well defined shoulders, good biceps and impeccable triceps. Yes flexed, no less impressive. Rick knows what hes doing in the gym. In the bottom photo you see those lats and scapular being flexed which shows us the muscle composition nicely. But like everyone, there’s thing that he didn’t focus on as much.
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Slider please work on your legs. I’m kidding but it’s interesting to see that he’s got lean legs but next to know muscling. I have a theory for this but it’s more applicable to Goose so I’ll go into detail there with him. Something I’m noticing about the cast is that they don’t have huge chests. Like, these dudes are pretty built but they’re chests aren’t. Especially if you take a look at these guys either side of Goose.
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Probably the typical 80’s lads. Beefier and more built chests. Perhaps there was a focus for the cast to have big stereotypical dude arms? I feel mean calling picking a part their lack of muscling in some areas but there is very few pectoral muscles on stand out in the cast. Hollywood and Ice perhaps being the only ones. Maybe a creative choice for the cast to focus on the ‘hotter’ parts of their body but also may have been a fitness trend in then80’s?
I hate to say it but the tag “Ron Slider Kener’s tits” isn’t…I’m sorry guys but these are not certified jugs im SORRY (I’m kidding, use that tag it’s hilarious and i love it)
Now onto what sort of exercise Slider would do? I have some ideas and a lot of them are built around this.
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Slider you are a show OFF. This is a body building pose if I’m not mistake. He’s doing the vacuum stomach to flex his abs and angling his arms to show them off. Body building is time consuming and requires a certain diet so I don’t think Slider would be purposefully training whilst, I think he may have dabbled in it during College where he had a bit more freedom. Regardless he puts a lot into his physique.
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That’s an ankle wrap, now this might just be ankle support for beach volleyball but let me tell you something. If you’ve sprained your ankle badly, and I mean badly, that shit fucks you up for life if you don’t rehab it right. Now again, this may just be for support because both Ice and Slider have the same wrap on the same foot, but taking into account Slider’s lack of muscle on his legs, there’s a potential injury there. Which if you ever need to shunt Slider away out of a story, it’s a good option lmao (guilty as charged.)
If he’s not deadlifting then that may contribute to not having huge trapezoids. For how built his shoulders are I expected them to be bigger. I understood with Ice because his overall physique is just different but Slider confuses me.
Okay, now the actual exercises:
Back, bi’s and tri’s BABY. Over and over and over. They are his pride and joy.
Wide grip bicep barbell curls, hammer curls, arnold press, lateral raises. Tricep dips, tricep cable extensions. Anything and everything.
Rowing, either on the water or on a rowing machine. It takes the weight off his ankle. Potentially cycling too but he’d likely have bigger calves.
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l-starlight-l · 2 months
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The love of a hero
An old friend
Master list
Part 1, part 2, Part 3, Part 4,
A/n: Oop not me being flaky with posting, my bad y’all!
Description: an old friend has finally found time to hang out with you
Pairing: dick Grayson x reader (platonic)
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This was your first time living alone in such a big city but it certainly was not your first time living in Gotham. Sure it had been a very long time but that didn’t change much. A long time ago, maybe ten years ago, you had runaway to Gotham. You and your dad had gotten into a huge fight and you were beyond angry with him. You need space and comfort from somewhere other than your home so you decide to go to Gotham. You had some very close friends in the city and knew they would be willingly to let you crash at their place. These people were basically a second family to you. It took some convincing for them to let you stay, but once you were there you lived with them for a little over a year. It was the happiest time of your life you would say. Of course nothing last forever and you had to leave. You would argue you were stolen from them but others would disagree.
You rushed to clock out of your twelve hour shift when your phone rang. The caller id read “boy wonder”, you rolled your eyes and answered. “What” you answered not knowing if you were happy to hear from him or not.
“You free?” Asked the man on their other side, he sounded like he was moving around a lot but wasn’t out of breath.
“Ummm yeah, I just got off of work” you replied while gathering your things from your locker.
“I’m just finishing a job up, do you want to hang out after?” He asked feeling guilty from not reaching out sooner.
Your brows knitted in frustration, “oh so now you want to see me, you’ve blown me off for the past three weeks” you said trying to keep your temper in check.
“I know I know I’m so sor-“ as he was apologizing you heard a grunt and then a big slam on the other side of the phone. You hear dick sigh in pain and then him cheerily saying “damn that one hurt”
“I understand you’ve been busy” you shrug off your anger at him with a soft laugh, “how about you come over when you finish up and I make you dinner”
“You would make the perfect wife you know that” he teased as he nearly avoided a punch.
You let out a soft sigh, “in your dreams boy wonder” you said with a laugh as you hung up.
Some time later you’re busy in the kitchen when you hear a knock at the window. You jump and turn just to see dick sitting on the fire escape holding his wounded rips and waving at you like an idiot. His wide smile smile made you laugh at the sight of him. “Could you have taken any longer” you said sarcastically while letting him in. “I made your favorite” you told him while walking back into the kitchen.
He dramatically stopped mid step and exclaimed, “cookies!” Like he was a child. You stare at him with a smile, he hasn’t changed.
You rustle through your cabinets trying to find your first aid kit, “I just put them in so it will be a few minutes, let me clean you up while we wait” you said grabbing it and leading him to the kitchen. “I have some of your old clothes if you want to change out of your uniform, though I’m not sure if they fit or not” you say scanning his certainly grown up body. The last time you saw him he was just some scrawny teenage. As you admire his gorgeous body you remind yourself that he is a friend, just a friend.
You two spend the night catching up, even thigh you’ve known him since diapers it’s been years since you were in the same room as him. Although there were long phone calls and so, so many texts it wasn’t the same as being able to see him in person. It felt nice having he next to you again.
“How’s the new job?” He asks in-between cookies.
You smile thinking about how much you’re enjoying your time here, “ I love it honestly”. You look at him and his wounded face, “how’s being a hero” you say with a melancholy tone.
He gives you a sad bit understanding look, “hard, as you know” he answers serious. You look away from him as your body tenses. He quickly changes the subject when he notices your reaction, “so when are you going to tell me the recipe Alfred so kindly gave you?” He says with his sweet smile as he holds up a cookie to his lips.
“That is between me and him, you are never getting it” you say with a laugh. The night is till early when he gets called back out, you hug him with a heavy heart. “Be safe” you say worried.
He smiles down at you as he releases the hug, “I always am” he says as he leaves through your window, disappearing into the night.
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anarchyrpbook · 15 days
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FALLOUT (TV SERIES, 2024): Episode Six Part 1 Feel free to edit the sentences, places, pronouns, etc, as you need. NSFW TW: Mentions of sex, drugs, violence
“Oh, I’m, uh, very familiar with you guys.”
“Those design flaws of yours cost a lot of good men and women their lives.”
“Time is the ultimate weapon.”
“Oh, how ‘bout we clock out?”
“Nothing against these colleges of yours, but what do you say you and me knock back a couple of piña coladas by the pool, listen to the hi-fi.”
“All right, we go for a couple of hours, we shake a few hands -”
“The things I’m willing to do for you, never cease to amaze me.”
“[Name], I’m sorry you can’t come, buddy. I’m heading into enemy territory.”
“Perhaps when you finish your shift, we could head up and party in the hot tub.”
“Well shit, [name], you might be the only one of my invites who actually showed up.”
“Not our usual scene, I’ll give you that.”
“You hear I lost a movie over these ads?”
“They have meetings and everything. It’s a shit show.”
“I mean, I’ve dipped my bits in the same gravy train.”
“The future, my friend, is products. You’re a product, I’m a product. The end of the world is a product.”
“And for those of us who can successfully embrace that, I’d say the future is golden.”
“Well, hello there, boys.”
“Now y’all here for the ice cream social, I’m afraid I got some bad news for you.”
“Let’s get to it, shall we.”
“Destroying a legitimate business, that’s illegal ‘round these parts.”
“Using teeth for ammunition, always finding new ways to kill each other [place], aren’t they?”
“I know you mentioned you’re eager to keep moving, but your friend is going to have to recover here for a couple of days before its safe to travel.”
“You had a rotten human tooth lodged in your shoulder. You’re not fine.”
“We can’t thank you enough for letting us in and taking care of us.”
“You smell good.”
“You want to have sex?”
“You mean, use my cock?”
“I don’t know. Uh, that weird thing could happen.”
“Well, it’s just, for some guys - not me - uh, but for some guys, you know, when they make it move, it gets all big and hard like a big pimple, and then it pops. And they say it can happen to anybody, but it’s still, it’s - it’s gross.”
“You know that’s, uh, that’s actually completely normal. Happens all the time. Every time, ideally.”
“I’m, uh, a [position/title], we’re - we’re not supposed to.”
“We shouldn’t be wasting time down here.”
“I think these people are trying to trap us here.”
“This is a cult. Same as any.”
“It’s not a cult.”
“Everyone’s smiling.”
“This is a safe place, where people take care of each other.”
“We only have one foosball table, so if you want to play, you got to sign up.”
“If there’s no pencil on the sign up sheet, please let me know. I do have pencils.”
“Oh, uh, and if you’re unfamiliar with how the bathrooms work, just ask.”
“Asking is less embarrassing than getting it wrong, trust me.”
“That was weird, right?”
“Lots of people have one eye.”
“Doesn’t get any better than this.”
“You ever… think about working somewhere else?”
“I think about it, quitting [job].”
“You would look very good in a pair of overalls.”
“What’s gotten into you?”
“Oh come on, you’ve - you’ve seen these around.”
“Company’s filled with guys like him.”
“Doesn’t do anyone any good to complain from the sidelines.”
“All I’m saying is we have this one life. Do you really want to spend your nine-to-fives working with these assholes?”
“I need this job.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I’m doing what I can, okay? Just… Trust me. Please.”
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comicarc · 2 days
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𝐆𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬
A take on what happened to Claire, Leon, and Sherry after the Raccoon City incident where they meet the reader.
wc: 2010
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Two strangers sat at the bar scar ridden with guns latched at their sides. After quite the eventful night, they drowned their nightmares in alcohol. Of course, anyone in their situation would most definitely have done the same, yet others in the bar did not extend this courtesy.
“So, Claire , any plans after we get back on our feet?” One stranger spoke as he inhaled another bottle of wine.
“I’m going to follow through on what I started. I just know Chris is alive out there, waiting to be found. How about you, Leon ?” Claire gestured to Leon.
“I don’t know, but I sure as hell won’t be going back to work any time soon. I’ll just spend the rest of my days enjoying the delectable taste of alcohol.” 
After two hours of drinking, I asked the two, “Y’all ready to pay off your tab yet?”.
“Yeah, sweetheart , one sec,” Leon replied before reaching into his pocket. All he managed to pull out was the inside of his empty pockets. He turned his head to Claire to which she shrugged her shoulders.
Both were armed and seemed to be dangerous. It would be a bad idea to provoke them, so I offered, “Oh what the hell. You two look like you’ve been through hell. Your drinks are on the house.” Looking into Leon’s mesmerizing blue eyes I continued, “My courtesy, pretty boy .” 
Despite their intimidating presence, they were kind enough to profusely thank me as they both left the bar and headed into the motel nearby. They seemed to look friendlier than they had before they entered the bar, but the feeling of death still loomed near them. 
Curious about their circumstances, I ended my shift for the night and followed them into the motel. I know it's bad to spy on people, especially strangers, but there was something off about them. Heading to the front desk, I booked a room on their floor.
In my head, I weighed the pros and cons of spying on them. If I was to find out that they were really bad people or they needed help, I couldn’t forgive myself for not acting when I had the chance. On the other hand, they could be trying to enjoy a vacation, but who would want to come out to the middle of nowhere? Seeing as I was already in my hotel room, I decided to continue my spying.
I paced around the room for an hour, trying to form a plan in my head when I heard a door open. Peaking from the peephole in the door, I saw Leon talking to Claire and a young girl about getting some new clothes and money. He was very handsome, so it made sense he was already taken. Despite my disappointment, I continued observing the couple. Eventually, Leon left and headed out of the hotel. 
An hour later I heard his footsteps in the hallway. Looking through the peephole once again, I saw Leon slowly walking down the hall. He was stumbling with every step until he fell and let the bags in his hands disperse. Without thinking I opened my hotel door and rushed to his side, helping him up.
“Are you ok?” I inquired.
Startled by my touch he got up and took a step away from me before answering, “Sorry about that, and thanks for your concern. I’ve had one hell of a night so I’m still a bit on the edge.” 
I bent down to pick up the items that fell from his bag and handed them to him. With a smile, I continued, “I know it isn’t in my place, but you and your wife both looked spent in the bar, so I was wondering…what happened to you both?”
After a few moments of processing my words, Leon laughed heartily as if I told him the best joke he had ever heard. After settling he explained, ”You mean Claire? She isn’t my wife, we just met last night. As for what happened to us…we escaped from Raccoon City, and I’m sure you’ve heard the news of what’s happened there recently.”
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry. I thought with the guns and the scars that you lot were dangerous. Darn me and my wild imagination. If you need anything, feel free to let me know, I’m staying in the room right there.” I gestured.  
“Thanks.” He walked down to his room and winked at me before entering.
- Later That Afternoon -
As I entered the motel's common area, I noticed Claire and Sherry sitting at a table, engrossed in a game of cards. The room was filled with a warm ambiance, and I decided it was the perfect opportunity to introduce myself and join their company.
Approaching the table with a friendly smile, I said, "Mind if I join you two? I've been meaning to introduce myself properly. I'm y/n."
Claire looked up, her eyes lighting up with a welcoming expression. "Of course, y/n. It's nice to have some company. I'm Claire, and this is Sherry."
Sherry glanced up from her cards, her gaze filled with curiosity. "Hi, nice to meet you," she said shyly.
Taking a seat at the table, I continued, "So, what game are you two playing?"
Claire shuffled the deck of cards and smiled. "We're playing Go Fish. It's a classic. You're more than welcome to join us."
With a nod of gratitude, I settled into the seat beside them and observed a few rounds. As the game progressed, we engaged in lighthearted conversation, discussing our favorite hobbies, and interests.
Amidst the laughter and friendly banter, I couldn't help but notice the bond between Claire and Sherry. It was evident that they had become a makeshift family, supporting and caring for each other during their challenging journey. 
After a few games of Go Fish, I decided to take a moment to address Sherry directly. Leaning forward, I asked with genuine interest, "Sherry, what do you enjoy doing for fun? Any hobbies or activities you're passionate about?"
Sherry's eyes sparkled with excitement, and a small smile graced her lips. "I love drawing and reading," she replied. "Sometimes, Claire lets me borrow a book or a notebook to draw."
"That's wonderful," I replied, genuinely impressed. "Do you have any favorite books or artists?"
As Sherry began to share her favorite books and artists, her shyness faded away, replaced by a growing enthusiasm. 
Eventually, Sherry grew tired and headed back to their motel room to fall asleep. Now, standing at the entrance of their doorway, Claire leaned against the frame staring off into space. 
"You seem lost in thought," I remarked, curiosity piqued. "Is everything alright, Claire?"
She let out a wistful sigh before responding, "It's just that... Sometimes, I can't help but think about my brother, Chris. He's been missing for so long, and I still hold onto the hope that he's out there somewhere."
I reached out, placing a supportive hand on her arm. "I can't even begin to imagine how difficult that must be for you, Claire.”
A small, grateful smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she reached into her pocket and pulled out a worn photograph. She handed it to me, saying, "Working at a bar in the middle of nowhere, you’ve probably seen all sorts of people right?”
I nodded and she continued, “This may be a long shot but this is a picture of Chris. It's the only physical memento I have of him. Have you…seen him by any chance?"
I took the photograph gently, examining it. In the picture, a determined-looking man with a kind smile stared back at me. I could see the family resemblance between Claire and Chris, a shared strength that ran through their features.
“I remember him. He came with someone else a while back, talked about heading east. I hope that helps.”
A flicker of hope danced in Claire's eyes as she leaned in closer, her voice trembling with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. "Thank you…"
- An Hour Later -
I was relaxing on a bench outside the motel, preparing for another late-night shift at the bar. The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm golden glow across the street. It was then that I noticed Leon approaching, his charismatic smile lighting up his face.
"Hey there," he greeted me, sliding onto the bench beside me. "Mind if I join you?"
A playful smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I scooted closer to make room. "Of course not. I could use some company."
We sat there in comfortable silence for a moment, simply enjoying each other's presence. The quiet ambiance of the evening allowed our unspoken emotions to intertwine in the air. My curious glance at him quickly turned into a hungry stare.
The amber rays danced upon his features, highlighting the rugged lines of his face and giving him an almost ethereal glow. His expressive blue eyes, softened under the evening sky, reflecting the hues of the setting sun. The fading light played upon his chiseled jawline and the hint of stubble, adding a touch of rugged charm to his already captivating presence. As the sunlight bathed him, it brought out the subtle shades of warmth in his tousled chestnut hair, lending it a radiant sheen. Stray locks gently brushed against his forehead, giving him an effortless and carefree appearance. A soft breeze stirred, causing his attire to flutter gently. The fabric of his shirt clung to his form, hinting at the sculpted muscles beneath.
He caught on to my intrusive gaze and turned to me, his eyes sparkling with a mixture of gratitude and affection. "I never expected to find someone like you in a place like this.”
“What’s that supposed to mean.”
“Just…you entrance me.”
“Oh really,” I let out a light chuckle.
In the heat of the moment, I leaned forward toward him. Leon leaned closer, closing the gap between us. His lips brushed against mine in a tender, lingering kiss. 
Pulling away, Leon began, “Y’know what’s funny?”
“What?”
“I never caught your name.”
“Well, I guess you’ll find out next time,” I taunted, as I got off the bench and walked toward the bar.
- The Next Morning -
Claire had opted to leave early in the morning, leaving Sherry and Leon alone with me. As I ended my shift at the bar in the early hours of the morning, headed to the motel to meet the two. As I stepped into the hotel lobby, excitement brimming in my heart, I froze in disbelief at the sight before me. 
Agents clad in dark suits and stern expressions surrounded Leon and Sherry, gripping their arms firmly, their determination evident in their actions. Leon's eyes widened in shock, while Sherry's face contorted with fear and confusion.
"Wait! What's happening?" I called out, my voice trembling with a mixture of concern and desperation. But my words seemed to fall on deaf ears as the agents continued their forceful extraction of Leon and Sherry from the hotel.
At that moment, a surge of adrenaline coursed through my veins, propelling me forward despite the fear that gripped me. I rushed towards them, my mind racing with a million questions and the need to protect the newfound connections we had forged.
"Stop! Please, let them go!" I pleaded, my voice filled with raw determination. But my protests seemed futile against the unyielding authority of the agents.
Leon's gaze met mine for a fleeting second, a mix of frustration and helplessness mirrored in his eyes. I could sense his silent plea, urging me to stay safe and not put myself in harm's way. But I couldn't bear to watch them being dragged away without putting up a fight.
As they walked Leon out the door, he called out, “When I come back, will you go on a date with me, sweetheart ?”
I replied with tears welling in my eyes, “Only if you trade that gun for some roses pretty boy .”
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happyminyards · 2 years
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memorable shitposting kinnporsche edition
So, @yeetlegay suggested something a few days ago here:
I feel like we need an equivalent of the Damn Good Meta Doc (aka the bible for sexy ppl, brought to us by known goddess @luckydragon10) but like…for memorable shitposting. Y’all are some of the funniest people on the planet and I want a massive encyclopedia of your greatest hits that I can look back on and laugh over again.
Now, I’m a lady with anxiety who had important job decisions coming up. The implications were obvious. Brought to you with the help of copious amounts of coffee, two packets of sour candy snakes and approximately 10 hours of Deezer’s finest german lo-fi rap music playlist:
memorable shitposting kinnporsche edition aka The Damn Good Shitposting Doc
and its companion/girlfriend
@kpmemes aka a whole sideblog full of fun posts galore for your endless scrolling pleasure feat. a (hopefully accurate) tag system
With (as of right now) 513 posts from 160+ people clicking through the doc became a bit of a hassle, so I figured a blog that contains all the posts a: would be a nicer way to search and view things for some people and b: could come really in handy in case of broken links. The blog doesn’t quite contain every post from the doc yet with around 100 missing (postlimit got me), but the queue should fill the remaining gaps in the next few days. (Also the tag page is still iffy on mobile, working on it!)
Now, tagging every single person who has a post in the doc would probably break tumblr (I do have the list though in a handy excel table if anyone wants a whole bunch of fun blogs to follow), but I need to give a special thanks & shout out to @moerusai @yeetlegay @snake-and-mouse @rythyme @onstoryladders @biochemjess @blessyouhawkeye @daltoneering for their super valuable and well-filled tags/blogs that managed to actually lead me to the bulk of these posts. Y’all probably saw me do some weird shit in your activity over the weekend, sorry! And above all major thanks to @luckydragon10 for allowing me to basically copy-paste her structure from the meta doc & @iffervescent for inspiring most of the meme categories with the brilliant KP Fandom Primer. Also shoutout to @poemsforpersephone for letting me pester her with updates while recovering from Covid, you’re the real MVP and I will continue to pay you with KimChay memes. Last but not least: if you have posts that should be in here or suggestions in general please send them my way @kpmemes or on this blog, via ask or mentioning. Same goes for any broken links or mistakes you’ve caught (and I’m sure there will be some). Anon is on. Especially stuff for early episodes and pre-show is MUCH appreciated since I only joined after episode 6 and tumblr’s search isn’t exactly helpful. Also I know there have to be some Tay/Time/Tem shitposts out there.
Long term I’m also thinking of including youtube videos and twitter posts so feel free to also send them my way. And now, happy scrolling!
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3cremepie3 · 2 years
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Kobeni x fem reader
Filming, humiliation, degradation, use of sex toys, sub/ dom dynamics
“Isn’t that place for lovers?” Kobenai was puzzled as to why you asked her to go to HeartLand with her. “I seen friends go in here together plenty of times not just couples.” So what do you say?”
“Yes of course,” she exclaimed. Kobenai didn’t even know you saw her as a friend because she was too afraid to ask you even though you’ve been roommates for months. She was also too afraid to ask you out. Preferably to the very same amusement park.
But fate must have touched your mind somehow. She had always been a coward her whole life. Letting people degrade her and boss her around. She hated it wanting to free herself from those very things. That’s why she moved with you once she saw the available space.
She didn’t know moving with you would stir up feelings. One day after she went into your room to ask you a question she stumbled on something she wasn’t supposed to see. Strapped to your chair was a 10-inch dildo recently used. And open on your computer tab was a Tumblr post.
What she read had her dumbfounded. It was a post written about how you would love to degrade a willing sub into submission until they break. She exited your room before you came out of the bathroom ready to clean up your mess.
Ever since then after she came home from her late shift she would creep towards your room. Just to see your creaming pussy riding on the girthy dildo. She would fall to her knees and touch herself to you writing all of your filthy thoughts as you came undone. She always disappeared before you noticed her or so she thought.
Flash forward since you guys got to HeartLand late in the day you decided to stay in your motel. Hearts motel would have to do instead of the luxury hotels the amusement park carried since you two had a limited budget.
The motel room was amazing chocolate flavored condoms in every corner and the actual candy. A big heart bed there was nothing more y’all could ask for. Except for people your age to not have the same idea.
Since they all came to motels instead you would hear all their groans and moans through the walls. “Um, I’m gonna go in the hot tub for a little while I’ll see you.” Kobenai slipped out leaving you shocked.
Your plan to spend a romantic night at HeartLand had failed. See after she snuck into your room you snuck in hers reading through some notes tabs she had opened. They were surprisingly innocent compared to Kobeni who you thought was just a raging hormone in a young woman's body. They talked about plans for you two to get married and go to HeartLand for your honeymoon.
So you tried to make the plan come true bringing her here and hoping she’ll get so flustered to the point where she would have confessed her feelings for you. But she had just left out hearing all the lovemaking through the walls and seeing Kobeni’s flustered face had you horny.
She would be in the tub for while you figured so you had time for a quick play session.
Kobenai walked to the pool and hot tub area and saw that the gate was locked at 10:00. It was 10:05. She was upset that she just missed the pool but went upstairs anyway. Maybe this was a sign to spend time with you. While In the middle of kicking off her flip-flops and turning the door handle she stopped. She was hearing strange noises.
She listened closer hearing moans and groans coming from you. She knew these very well since she was such a pervert always spying on you. Your strained voice brought her out of her thoughts. “Kobeni!” She swears she heard you moan. She froze staying at the door. “I know your out there baby come on help me I know you’d love to.”
She would love to go in there and ravish your body until your brain was mush but she couldn’t. Or so she thought her body moved on her own opening the door to reveal you all sloppy looking your clothes half off.
“Um,” you began to say. “I’m sorry I didn’t notice sooner Y/n.” She was shocked if only had she acted on her feelings and she was less of a coward you wouldn’t have had to wait for so long.
“It’s not okay,” you pouted. “Get over here,” you demanded. “I happen to know a way you could make playing with my feelings up to me.”
“I’ll do anything,” she confessed. “I take you up on that.”
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“Now come one bend over and show the camera how wet you are.” She bent over face down ass up exposing her drooling pussy. “Take the rest of your swimsuit off,” you commanded. She peeled the rest of her swimsuit on revealing the rest of her petite figure.
“Now do what I asked as I sit back and relax or else you’ll get punished.” Yes, mom-my.” She stuttered on the last part not wanting to call you such a dirty name. Or you should be the one calling her that. She sat in the cowgirl position grinding on a dildo you brought just to use on her.
“Good girl,” you hummed. She rubbed up and down on the plastic her eyes rolling as it hit her clit. You sat in an armchair with a vibrator rubbing against your folds.
“Start speaking now,” you dictated. “Yes.” She sunk down on the dildo her eyes rolling to the back of her head. “Come on take it all or do you need some help.”
“I can do it.” She insisted coming all the way off just to impale the thick shaft into her body. She screamed not being used to such a thick size. “Mmm that’s a good girl,” you hummed.
“Now why don’t you start the confession.” O-okay I will.” You looked delectable your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you turned up your setting. She wanted so badly to finish you off but she wasn’t allowed to touch you. Or herself the only thing that was allowed was her grinding on the dildo.
“Y/n!” I’ve been in love with you for mon-ths Ahh!” You turned the vibrations in her dildo on. “I write in my journal about how much I love you every night.” I just can’t help it your sooo- mmm shit.” Amazing!” Kobeni’s legs began to shake her slight pain turning all the way to pleasure.
“I want to cum to you.” No, I didn’t mean it like that.” I want to say I love you so much!” Her tongue fell out of her mouth as she creamed all over the dildo. It still vibrated in her as she fell over.
You turned your vibe off you got up off the chair your legs still wobbly. “What a sweet confession right you guys.” You laughed at the camera. “If only you were completely honest you could have gotten off the hook,” you hissed.
“Wait what,” she questioned. Before she could do much of anything you crawled to her sucking hickeys all over her neck and then to her sweet spot.
“Aww your so sensitive,” you snickered. “Stop all this teasing please!” Just let me touch you L/n.” Hmm let me think about that,” you pondered.
“No.” She whined as you began to rub her hardened nipples. You took one of them into your mouth swirling your tongue around it as your other hand pinched her other bud.
She couldn’t take the torture anymore she needed to touch you at least.
You grabbed her hand bringing it away from your body. You looked back to the camera. “Look she can’t even go a couple of minutes without touching me what a whore.”
She whined at your harsh words feeling turned on by them. “We’ll you failed already.” Let’s begin with the punishment.”
You pulled some handcuffs from the red nightstand. They were cute bedazzled in red diamonds. But they looked even cuter when they locked Kobeni's hands to the bed frame.
A/n: I’ll make a part 2 I enjoyed this!! I support a secret dom Kobeni!!
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