#got p lazy in the making of this and bored of it so it took soooo long to make

[ncroissant]

you can ignore this request but can I ask you to Make a story of Francis mosses and like a housewife reader who has an ignorant husband so when the milkman comes visit she "pays" him very nicely

switch! francis mosses x fem! reader

summary: paying your neighbourly milkman a hefty tip

wc: 2.2k

content warning: nsfw, cheating, double infidelity, masturbation, slight nipple play, soft dom francis energy, slightly subby francis, kind of unrealistic p in v (i was too lazy to write foreplay), creampie, very fluffy

author's note: hii anon, thanks sm for the ask :)) i love this sm and i hope ur okay with some sub married francis teehee >:) this was soooo self-indulgent :O hope u guys enjoy this one !! not proof read, minors please dni!!

your marriage was bland to say the least.

your husband was a busy man, working to provide for you to max out his credit card, but never giving a second of the day. he always blamed his lack of time at home on his job, never taking accountability.

you felt bored. he promised you a life of luxury with no work, but it was boring staying at home all day. weekly visits from cleaners to clean up the apartment gave you absolutely nothing to do at home.

but the longer your husband stayed away, the more time you spent listening in on your neighbors to past the time.

the milkman and his wife were a noisy couple.

you could hear the headboard thunking against the wall, his grunts and her awfully loud moans. he must be so good to her, you thought, feeling your fingers slip down your pj shorts.

you felt yourself passing the time, humping pillows, playing with toys and fucking yourself with your fingers. you could read every book in your apartment, watch tv for god knows how long and still be bored.

but one particular night, you heard a knock on your door.

you perked up, almost skipping to the door in excitement. you haven't had a visitor in ages and it was about time someone kept you some company in this little cage of yours.

"milk delivery." your eyes widened when you fully opened the door, realizing who was in front of you.

the buttons of his uniform were struggling to close, his hands veiny from his grip on the milk box he held in his arms against his stomach. seeing him this late at night was making you think of not so holy thoughts.

"what're you doing here so late? it's almost 9," you peered up at him, unaware of how your breasts nearly spilt out of your lingerie. you were wearing a skimpy little nightgown, forgetful of how you were married and half naked in front of another married man.

he smiled, placing the milk box beside your doorstep. "you're my last stop since we're neighbours. did i disturb you?" he crossed his arms, his biceps bulging.

you felt your heart beating out of your chest, you could feel your fingertips vibrating. "no, not at all..." you bit your lip, feeling your thighs clench tightly.

"i needed some milk for my tea. would you like some as well?" you worked up the courage to ask, looking at him with an expectant look in your eyes. "if you're not tired," you clarified, lifting your hands.

he didn't look like he took much time to think it over, nodding at your suggestion. you didn't wait for a verbal response, ushering him inside, locking the door.

now, here he was, sitting at your kitchen table while you made tea. if only you could see what he could see. the entirety of your back was exposed, a v-cut just above your ass to cover the rest of your lower half.

"chamomile or green tea?" you called out softly, snapping him out of his daze. you looked back at his lack of silence, looking at how flustered he looked for dozing off.

"green tea," he murmured, averting your gaze. he was so comically large, making your kitchen chair look small. his hands were gathered on his lap, his back straight against the backrest, waiting for you to finish making his tea.

you sauntered over to his, leaning your hip against the kitchen table. "n-nice place," he stuttered when he got a closer look of you, trying to break the silence.

you didn't expect him to come in, but now that he was here, you didn't want to waste this perfect opportunity. "mhm...i decorated it myself," you leaned closer, giving him an innocent smile.

"y...you're very good at decorating," he swallowed. his hands were sweating, he felt them grip at his slacks anxiously.

"isn't it so sad that my husband didn't help me decorate at all?" you pouted, puffing out your lower lip. his eyes switched back and forth from your eyes to your lips.

francis mirrored your nod, gulping when he realized how close you were. you placed a hand on his cheek, caressing it with your thumb. "you're very cute, francis," you chuckled as you pulled away.

you scurried away to turn off the stove, watching the water spill out of the kettle. when you reached your hand to grab the kettle, you felt a hand reach over yours to pull you back.

"careful, it's hot." he was pressed up against you, his painfully obvious bulge pressed against your ass. maybe it was because the only thing that was preventing your bare skin from touching his was his shirt, or how small you were compared to him, but he was literally shaking.

you spun around, hands now holding onto his sleeves. "help me onto the counter?" you looked up at him, slowly tugging him towards you.

francis was a loyal man. he was dedicated to his wife, to his work and to everything else. but however wrong he wanted to feel about lifting you onto the counter and smashing his lips onto yours, he just couldn't.

"so pretty," he mumbled against your lips, while your hands found themselves tangled in his brunette locks. "you're so pretty," he was almost whining, brows knit from the intensity of the kiss.

your other free hand cupped his cheek, dragging his even closer to deepen the kiss. his kisses felt even better than imagined. lips soft, tongue warm, sloppy.

you were scared that he would hear the way your heart thumping out of your chest. "f-francis," you'd pant, but he'd be too lost in the way your lips felt against yours to focus on anything else.

he'd pull away to just soak in the sight of you, admire the lips of the woman he just ruined. he'd look at you like you were the most precious thing in the world, watching the way you'd nuzzle against his hand when he wiped away his spit off your lip.

"are we stopping here?" you frowned with a huff, tugging on the loop of his belt. "or can i tip you, hm? for the delivery?" you pleaded, tilting you head to look cuter.

he fell for it, having no intentions of stopping. "yeah, yeah. tip me or whatever, just don't stopping kissing me," he pressed kisses up your neck trailing up to your cheek.

you wanted to chuckle at his neediness, but you were feeling the same. your arms wrapped around his neck, allowing him to effortlessly lift you into his arms.

while you two made out, he carried you to you and your husband's shared bedroom, laying you down. he toppled over you, knee nestled between your thighs and arms caging you in his hold.

"i wish you could see yourself right now," he pulled away, his hand trailing up to your chest. your nipples were poking through the thin fabric of your night gown, his fingers toying with the neglected nub.

you jolted, biting your lip to hide an embarrassing moan. "d-do i really look that pretty?" you hide a moan with a laugh, throwing your head to the side when he pinched your nipple lightly.

"you're gorgeous," he sighed, rolling his fingers under your gown to lift it off your body. you were more beautiful than he had even imagined, waiting so patiently for him to do something.

before he leaned down to kiss you again, you tugged at his shirt. "take this off? 's embarrassing being the only one naked," you blushed, his eyes widening.

for a married woman, you were surprisingly inexperienced. francis never heard you getting railed by your husband. he could only hear your pretty whimpers when you pleasured yourself with toys, but never finishing.

he could only chuckle, reminiscing your frustrated sighs when you couldn't get yourself to finish. he smirked knowing now he could take matters into his own hands.

"whatever you want, sweetheart," he effortlessly tugged at his bowtie, unbuttoning his shirt. he was so handsome. lean, but not entirely skinny. bulky, but not too much. he was perfect.

you wrapped your arms around his neck to press your lips against his. "you're so handsome, francis," you cooed. he felt his ears flush from your compliment, his knee riding higher up your thigh.

you moaned when you felt it reach your core, feeling yourself grind on it for more friction. "make me feel good, hm?" you flicked his loose hairs out of his face, making him bite his lip.

"want it inside, francie," your fingers trailed down to your pelvis, slightly opening your folds. his felt his dick throb, his eyes unmoving from your cunt.

almost immediately, he felt his dick throbbing against his suddenly too tight slacks. he grunted as he finally unzipped to let his cock free, his dick slapping against your tummy.

you gulped at the size, looking up at him in awe. "j-just the tip," he whined, his cock sliding against your stomach. a part of him still wanted to be somewhat loyal, but you so badly wanted him in you, your fingers wrapping around the head.

"you're so big," you gasped, your eyes were still widened. he could only rub himself against your fingertips, whimpering at the friction. "just the tip, hm?" you grabbed the head, dragging it down to your entrance.

when francis felt the warmth of your cunt against his cock, he was almost 100% sure his loyalty would be thrown out the window. "j-just the, hngh..."

he felt himself thrust into your wet, soppy cunt almost too quickly, completely devoid of reason. he was nestled so deeply into your core, allowing you to adjust to his massive length.

"i-i'm suhh...sorry, i said just the tip, but i...mnghh..." he could barely get a word out, too lost in the feeling of your tight cunt sucking his cock in. "y-you feel so, so good. it's so good, so..."

he was chanting it like a prayer, babbling whatever came to find. "francis, can you move?" you bluntly asked, guiding his hands to your waist.

almost like a switch, he thrusted into you wildly. his cock was reaching parts that you weren't even sure were possible to reach, especially with your husband's tiny, flimsy cock.

"am i making you f-feel good?" he asked, his lips just barely ghosting over yours. you felt his breath brushing against your face, the neediness evident on his face.

you nod, pressing a kiss on his lips. you moaned against his lips, feeling so full of him. "p-please say it. please say i'm making you feel good, ngh," he pleaded, pressing kisses against your neck.

your eyes were nearly rolling back, the entire galaxy filling your line of sight. "you make me feel so good, francis," you squealed when he hit a specific spot in you.

satisfied with your answer, his pace sped up. he was entirely bottomed out in your cunt, his pelvis pressing against yours.

you felt yourself getting close when his thumb trailed down to your pelvis to roll it against your weeping clit.

the squelches from him fucking you were so vulgar, it made you remember the sounds you heard when he fucked his wife. and finally you were living in the dream you so desperately wanted to come true.

"'m so, so close. m-might cum," you groaned, throwing your head back against the mattress.

he shook his head, feeling his hips stutter. "no, no. wait for me please. wanna cum together, hm?" he panted, mouth filled with saliva. he had grabbed your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours, squeezing your hand tightly.

you could feel the coolness of his wedding ring against your fingers, making yourself get closer. you, a married woman, were fucking married man. the dirtiness of it all excited you so much.

here he was, the man you've been masturbating to for weeks, begging you to cum at the same time. "t-together, right?" he begged, his high coming so, so soon.

his thrusts were getting sloppy and your cunt was getting tighter. you nodded, his lips crashing onto yours, kissing you until you came together.

his cum spilled so deeply into your cunt, filling you generously. "you're so beautiful," he sighed, wiping the sweat soaked strands of hair off your forehead.

he just stayed inside of you for a few minutes, admiring you.

he'd tend to you right after. taking a bath with you, drying your hair for you, cooking you a meal. he did all the things you wished your husband would do for you.

and when it was finally time for him to leave, you'd be in bed sleepily, arms wrapped around his torso, head leaned against his chest. "don't leave," you whined.

he didn't want his wife to question why he came home so late, so staying the night was out of the question. "i'll be back again, okay?" he smoothed out your hair, patting your head.

"i'll be back here tomorrow same time with another delivery, hm?" he smiled, hugging you tightly. you were so cute when you were clingy and nearly asleep.

"i'll tip you again," you yawned, feeling your eyelids get heavier with every blink.

he placed you onto the bed, tucking you in well. he looked at you once more, brushing your hair out of your face. "sweet dreams," he whispered, pressing a kiss against your forehead.

you smiled as you drifted off to sleep, knowing he'd be there same time again tomorrow.

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[enhafilthandfiction]

Enhypen Hyungline when you cockblock them :(

Jake panicking in photo (>_<) ------⤴

A/N : Hellooo I am writing this after most of you picked it from the poll :) Hope you enjoy! I'm accepting emoji Anons! (I'm making a list!)

Pairing : Bf!Hyungline X Fem!Reader

Warnings : Suggestive, boners, just hyungline tryna get their dick wet.

Word Count : 1,026 Words (about 250 words each)

Masterlist

» Lee Heeseung «

His eyes shot open, his breathing ragged as sweat beaded his forehead. Fuck. He just had a wet dream. A dream a little to realistic. "Heeseung! Ahh" he could still hear your sweet moans ringing in his ears as you fucked yourself on his cock in his dream.

He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, trying too ignore the aching between his legs. He already knew it; He was hard. He tried to ignore his erection, but the more he tried the more painful it felt.

He couldn't get off without you, even if he tried. He rolled around, gratefully finding you next to him, rolled on your side. His hands found your waist almost out of instinct, pushing you closer to his crotch.

The second your ass made contact with his clothed cock, he shamelessly started rocking his hips against you desperately for relief. "Y-Y/n" he whimpered out, hesitant but also wishing you just woke up and took care of him. "Y/n" he called out again, a little guilty for waking you up this late.

"Hee?" you asked softly, trying to turn around and face him.

"Yeah, baby it's me" he replies, biting his lips at your innocence.

"Everything oka-" you felt it.

"Y-yeah, I just need you" he admits, voice raspy with sleep.

"At 2:46 Am in the morning?" you asked, rubbing your eyes "No" you firmly added, unwrapping his hands from your hips and shutting down your eyes again.

He physically whines out and pouts "P-please baby, it hurts" he begs, though keeping his hands to himself.

"Nope, I don't feel like it tonight" you explain "stop being a horn dog and control your erections" you said, smiling to yourself and going back to sleep.

"You're so mean" he sighs to himself, accepting the fact that he got blue balled. :(

» Park Jay «

Jay knew he had a busy schedule. Lately he's been coming home late and very horny. But, being the thoughtful person he was, even if he had a raging boner, he wouldn't want to wake you up very late at night just to relieve himself.

But today, he came home fairly early. Well, even if it was half past ten at night, he found you in the kitchen, still washing the plates from dinner. This was his chance.

He makes his way over to the counter, wrapping his hands around your waist - just to back-hug you.

"Hi baby~" he greets happy to be with you after a long day of work. You greet him back, turning your head around to give him a short kiss.

"How was work?" you ask him, your hands still busy with the dishes.

"It was okay" he starts off sighing "I was thinking about you most of the time" he admitted.

"Is that why you're trying to get your dick wet?" you ask bluntly, referring to the not-so-subtle movements of his hips against you.

"I- uhh, maybe?" he feels his cheeks heat up.

"Too bad, I'm on my period" and with that you dry up your hands, lay a kiss on his flushed cheeks and go get ready for bed, leaving him staring blankly in disbelief.

Sigh, guess he's gonna have to rub one out in the shower.

» Sim Jake «

It was a lazy Friday and you and your sweet boyfriend Jake were one the couch, binge watching a random Netflix show. He was on one end of the couch, you were on another.

As the show went on, he felt himself getting more and more bored when he could be fucking you right then and there. You however, were very invested in the show, laughing at every little joke that Jake missed or paying close attention when he was just yawning and rubbing his eyes.

"Y/n, don't you think this is a little boring?" he asks all of a sudden, making you pout.

"You could've told me you weren't enjoying the show" you pouted.

"Yeah, I'd enjoy you much more" he smirked, flicking his eyebrows up and down.

"Oh" you simply say, shrugging your shoulders and resuming your show.

He stares at you in shock, expecting you to at least do something, but when you don't he makes his way to your end of the couch, burying his face in your tummy and holding your waist.

"Y/nnnn pleaseee" he begged, squeezing you harder, making you giggle "Need you"

"Nah uh, I'm not in the mood Jakey, sorry" you confirm, nevertheless stroking his hair.

He puffed out, getting up "I have to go to the bathroom" He announced, kissing your forehead and making his way to the bathroom.

At one point you turned off the television and decided to listen to his exaggerated moans as he jerked himself off, secretly laughing to yourself.

» Park Sunghoon «

You jumped in shock when Sunghoon slid the shower curtain open, sliding in behind you.

"Hoon! Jesus you scared me" you sigh, sucking a breath in.

"Jesus, am I that scary" He jokes, tickling your sides, "Booooo!"

"Shut up dummy" you laugh, turning around to face him, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. His hands rubbed all over your back, before landing on your ass, giving it a squeeze. "Perv" you roll your eyes playfully.

"You have a nice ass babe" he admits, giving it another squeeze to emphasize his point.

"So do you" you say, reaching for his ass and giving it a light slap.

"Heyyyy" he whines, swatting your hands away. You giggle at his blushing cheeks, pinching them. It's only when you realise why he's blushing after feeling his tip nudge your belly.

"Extra perv" you giggle, watching as he tries to defend himself.

"It's not my fault your ass is so soft" he blames you ass of growing him an erection, making you shrug your shoulders.

"Unlucky for you, I'm not a fan of shower sex" you say, sliding the curtain open and getting out, leaving him hanging with a raging boner. "B-but" he sighed when you he realised you were already out of the room.

He better have a good mental image of your nice ass cause he's gonna need it to get himself off.

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[darkchocoboo]

make me yours | aether ghoul

summary: You’re something like a headmaster in the abbey and dating Aether. 

cw: SMUT, p in v sex, oral (f! receiving), fingering, praising, dirty talk, pet names ( baby, babygirl), cock-warming, poorly translated Latin, unprotected sex

MINORS STAY AWAY! 

You were standing behind the pulpit where Copia lectured the new-comers. It was boring, the weather was hot and your feet was aching because your new heels. You just wanted to get the fuck out of there and hide in your room. While Copia was reading and explaining some of the rules to follow in the abbey your eyes got caught one of the ghouls. Your ghoul. The way his black button-up's arms wrapped around his biceps, his calves in his skinny jeans made your mouth water.

"And what if we dont follow the rules? You gonna kill us?" said a new-comer with a grin in their face.

"Maybe Sister Pluvia wants to explain. Hm?" Copia turned to you with boredom on his face, rolling his mismatched eyes.

"Thank you Papa." You walked in to pulpit. Gave a little "I'm gonna fuck up your lives" smile and sighed.

"If you don't follow the rules around here, no no, nobody is gonna get killed. In that situation I'll be giving you chores, after doing the chores you gonna wish you were dead. My friendly advice to you, and I say it with my whole heart, follow the rules."

"Sure honey." New sibling of sin relaxed on their seat like you were joking. That pissed you off. Your knuckles that where holding the pulpit turned white. Your tongue rolled over your red painted lips.

"Dewdrop, take them. They're your personal assistant now." Dew's tail wiggled a little with excitment.

"You can go to your dens now. Welcome and enjoy."

You left the chapel while ghouls and Copia followed you. You walked into your office- chamber with fast steps, kicked your heels off and sat on your leather couch. Sun was coming down, leaving little traces on your walls, covered with book shelfs between drapes. Shining on the glass pieces it hit. Your hands reached over to cristal whiskey bottle sitting on your coffe table. Pouring yourself one while thinking about the day with the new-comers. You cursed Sister Imperator for putting you to this position. It was basicly baby-sitting. You hated telling everyone what to do and what not. But you tried to do your best to keep everyone in line. Even Papa Emeritus IV and his ghouls.

Sometimes it was more hard handling them than newbies. Keeping an eye on Dew so he doesn’t set anything on fire. And Mountain so he doesn’t eats anything un-edible. Telling Rain to take his lazy ass to the practice room for practicing rituals. Keeping Swiss away from new sibling so he doesn’t charm them into his bed. Keeping Aether on ground, not jumping on abbey’s old floors. And getting Copia to do his job as The Papa. It was all on your shoulders with other abbey- Siblings of Sin jobs.

Exhaustion washed over your body. Your head falled back while you sipped the whiskey. Then there was a knock on your door. You exactly know who it was.

"Come in." His big body entered the room with hesitation. Checked the room for another one. When he realized you were alone he relaxed. Took his mask off.

"Hi baby." you murmured while offering him some whiskey. He grabbed the glass, leaning over you and giving you a soft kiss.

"You were a little harsh on that new-comer, don't you think?" You bit your lips with frustration.

"No, Aether. I wasn't. If I let it slide this time they will never respect me or take me serious. Ever. I can't let that happen. It's my job to keep them in line. Keep you in line."

He burried his face to your neck, breathing slowly there to calm you. He wrapped his tail around your arm.

"Sorry. I know it's hard on you too but really? Dew?"

You let out a chuckle. Pulling you to his lap, your side restes on his chest as you sit sideways.

"Maybe it was harsh. It could've been Swiss. Less chaotic."

“He would fuck them.”



He placed a little kiss on your neck. Your hands running over his back wanting more from him. He peppered more kisses down to your cleavage. He changes positions. Now your clothed back vas on couch. Pulling you under him. His smell was filling your nose while he was hovering over you. His hands on your side, you between his legs. You raised your body in need for his lips. Capturing his lips with yours, your tongue running over his lips waiting for an opening to his mouth. His hand resting on your waist run over to your ass squeezing tightly. A moan escaped your lips.

“That dress, that skin tight dress was teasing me all day. How good your ass looks in that while you’re running your little errands in the abbey. The look you give every time you catch me staring at your ass. While giving the welcome talk, you were something else. I like the bossy side of you. Not gonna lie, but I like more how you become a submissive little bitch under me.” His lips touching yours with every word he says.

“A-aet” your moan was short with his lips on yours. Your arms snaking over his big torso to pull him closer to you. His hands grabbed the zipper of the dress and undressed you in seconds, now giving your breast harsh kisses knowing it will bruise.

Aether was a lot different when he was horny. It was like he was somebody else. None of that soft teddy bear side of him was showing. His eyes turns to a deeper tone of purple. Skin turning almost blue like a corpse but hot like fire of the holy Hells was burning inside of his body. Fangs more sharp and he was not ashamed to use them. Claws scratching your body carelessly. You were used to waking up in bruises and scratches on your body. Whole abbey was used to it. His lips peppering kisses on your boobs, down to your navel, leaving wet traces behind.

He wanted to kiss every inch of your body. To mark you on every visible place so everyone knew you belong to him. Never letting anyone to touch you again. He was possessive over you in moments like this.

His lips was now close to your core, giving your inner thighs sloppy open mouthed kisses. Your red painted nails grabbing his locks and pushing him to your core.

“No. Not yet Amor. It’ my time to tease.” His eyes glowing purple and burning your skin. He left a trail of sloppy kisses to your lower belly. Never breaking the eye contact. His breath hit your core over the red mesh thong. It made you more wet.

“Aether, baby please.” You could only mumble under your breath. He got up, leaving you behind like the wet mess you’re.

“No, Y/N. That ain’t the nickname I wanna hear. Try again.” He left you on the couch, got up. He poured himself another glass of whiskey, unbuttoned his black button-ups, throw the fabric to the other side of the room. His hands was hanging from his belt buckle, daring words making you ache under his purple gaze.

You liked how his belly piercing was shining under the light that was escaping from the small slit between the drapes.

“Daddy, please, fuck me.” Your hands trailed his jeans. Slowly walking to his bulge under fabrics.

“If you want, baby. Daddy is gonna give you what you want.” He sat between your legs, his face close to your clothed core. His nose brushing against your core makes you whimper under his touch. He pulled your thong to side as his other hand grabbed your thigh.

“I love your pussy.” Hot breath tickling your folds. “Always s’wet for me, yeah?” He parted your folds with his knuckles. Flat tongue licked your arrousal from your core. Your back arched with his move.

“Taste so sweet baby, always so good. Like you’re my drug. I'm never letting anyone taste you, yeah?"

"No, daddy. No one except you."

His lips covered your clit that was already wet from your arrousal. Pulling your sensitive nub with his lips. His two fingers teased your entrance while he was ruining you with his mouth.

"P-please."

His middle finger finds his way in to your wet cunt. Your walls clenching around him in need to feel full. Leaviny our insides and pushing back in immediately, reaching your deepest spots. Your taste made him moan to your core. Sending vibrations to your whole body. He added the second finger in, streching you sweetly. He curled his fingers inside. Touching your sweet spot. Your hands found his horns and push him between your legs as your thighs closed around his head.

"A-aether, please." He ripped himself from your heat, forcing himself to keep away his lips from your taste. Fingers still inside you as you tried to form a sentence, squirming with the feeling.

"What, baby? Use your words."

"Aeth, I need you. I need you inside me. I need your cock. Please."

"Attagirl."

He unbuckeled his belt in a heartbeat. Ripped his jeans away from his body along with his boxers. You adored his body. You loved his body. His muscles peaks under his squishy soft body. His thick thighs that made you wanted to settle between and spend rest of you mortal life. His calves, his muscular calves, his arms tensed under the feeling, board shoulders, his long stence. You just wanted to live under his skin, as close to him as possible.

“You’re gorgeous.” You said under your breath, blush covering your face as the words escaped your lips.

“Look at you, blushing under me like I just didn’t eat you out.” He placed a kiss on your lips. You could taste yourself on them. Hands cupped his cheeks as he found his place between your legs. His painfully hard cock teasing your clit as he kept his lips on yours. His precum mixing with your juices between your legs. You grind yourself agains him to feel him more. His hand grabbed the base of his cock teasing you as he spread mixed liquids to his shaft.

“You don’t even need anything, do you? You just want me to slid right in you filthy whore. You just can’t resist me.” You could just nod, couldn’t reach your words. Already cock-dumb from his acts. His tip forced your entrance. You pushed your hips to his as you wanted more of him. He slowly pushed himself in you. No matter how many times you did this, no matter how much he streched you before it always felt like it wasn’t gonna fit. He bottomed inside you as the burning feeling tickled your walls. Stinging pain turned to a hot devouring one as he waited for you to adjust the feeling. He peppered kisses to your neck and shoulder in a calming manner.

“Aether, move, please.” Those were the only words you could find as your brain turned into jelly.

He started to move in and out of you while  he mouthed your hardened nipple. Only thing that was coming out of your mouth was loud moans. Sound of the wet skins slapping his grunts as he got faster echoed in your chamber. He was mumbling praises to your ear but you couldn’ put your brain tpgether to understand it. His hand on your waist find your clit and started to rub it. It was too much for you to handle.

Your climax grow inside of you as he fastened his pace. His cock hit deep inside of you.

“I c-can’t, p-please.”

“You can take it, Amor.” Your legs wrapped aroun his torso was shaking around him with the feeling. He nipped at your neck as his sharp nails dig into your arm. Fangs breaking your skin, red liquid painting his lips.

His thrusts got sloppy as your walls squeezed his length.

“Cum on me, Mel. Cum around my cock. Help me burry my seeds deep in you. Let me put a little ghoul in you. You would look so good with my baby inside you. Oh fuck, Satanas. I want you to have my baby.” Your high hit you as his words filled your ear. With his shaky breath and his dirty words You couldn’t maintain yourself. Your walls clenched around him. Legs hugged his torso thighter which made him moan loud. You pulled him into a kiss to silence your loud moan. Your head got dizzy with his tongue in your mouth. His unique smell filled your nose. You grabbed his horns to hold him in place as he shot his ropes inside you. Ropes and ropes of thick cum filled your insides, burried so deep.

“You’re so good for me, Mel. S’good.” His body weight curshed you under him as your hands brushed against his back.

“I love you, you know that right?”

“I know, Aeth. I love you too.” He placed a soft kiss on your neck, light as a feather.

“Let’s get you cleaned up.”

****

“Babe, we’re out of coffee I’m going to get some from ghoul common room.” You said while putting his oversized hoodie on yourself. He walked out of the bedroom to your office. Only thing on him was a black towel wrapped around his waist loosely. Your insides tingled with the sight.

“You look so beautiful in my clothes, Cara. I can just bend you over this coffee counter and fuck you for hours.” He trapped you between his big body and counter. Lips brushing your ear in a ticklish way. Your breathes got faster as his bare chest pressed into yours more. You could feel his half hard lenght between your legs.

“I would love that, Aeth. But I have to work.” You pressed a hot kiss on his chin. You caressed his arm as you hold his hand on your way to the door.

“I’m gonna get coffee now” you opened the door but didn’t walk out. You steal a small kiss from his lips. “when I get back” you took a step to the hallway. His lips followed you to the hallway. Dragging his naked body out of the room. “you can do whatever you want to do to me daddy.” He opened his eyes lazily. Then he took a step back.

“Fuck.” He slammed the door to your face as you stand there in shock. You turned back to see what scared him. A sister of sin was standing behind you.

“Fuck,” you mumbled under your breath.

“I’m sorry, Sister Pluvia. I didn’t mean to disturb you. I’m so sorry. I’ll go now.” You squeezed the bridge of your nose. You switched to your Professional voice in a heartbeat.

“You wanted to talk to me Sister, uhm?”

“Mary, it’s Mary.” You chuckled to the name. Ironic.

“Walk with me, Sister Mary. How can I help you?” You felt so ridiculous, walking in your boyfriends clothes that was clearly too big for you. Wearing the rat slippers that Copia got for your birthday. Your hair wet from the long shower you took together, holding an empty coffee mug, with the sister caught you and your boyfriend dirty talking.

“I’m so sorry that I disturbed you in an un-appropriet time. In middle of the night. But I’m worried about my friend. They didn’t come to dinner and they didn’t come to the dens as well.”

“Your fri- oh the one from earlier. I’m sure they're okay, honey. No need to worry. Nothing bad is gonna happen to them. But I’m going to visit Ghouls now. I’m gonna check on them too, if it’s gonna ease your worry.” She released a long breath. Following you to the ghouls’ chambers.

“I would be so happy. Thank you Sister.” You took a left turn to the cold and black hallway. Her steps slowed down when she realized where she was.

“They’re not gonna eat you Sister. But you can wait here if you want.” She gave you a little nod while you knock on the door and enter the common room.

“Hi Sunny.” She raised her head from the book she was reading. Gave you a friendly smile when she realized it was you.

“Hi baby. Everything all right?” You smiled back to her.

“Yeah no worries. I came to borrow some coffee. Aether drank all of it.” You raised the mug you’re holding.

“It’s fresh. I just brewed it.”

“Oh marry me, baby. I love you.” You placed a soft kiss on her forehead before you walked to get your coffee.

“Don’t let Aether hear. But I will.”

Ghouls’ common room was a round room. One side of it was floor lenght windows with black drapes around them. There was a library for ghouls. On one side there was a coffee counter and a snack bar, next to the tv and gaming console, and then the doors opening to ghouls’ rooms. Dewdrop’s door opened when he heard your voice. With the first step he took out, he started laughing his ass off.

“What?” You turned your face to him when he fell on the ground.

"What?" You repeated yourself in worry.

"You, you look ridiculous. What are those?" He said trying to calm himself. "You look like babies who wears their clothes." You scrunched your face as he got up from the floor and sit on Sunshine's lap.

"Haha" you released a fake laugh as he wiped tears from his eyes.

"Or- or like you washed your clothes accidentally too cold." You were genuinely confused this time, Sunny's eyes find yours as she shared the same feelings with you.

"Dew, what?"

"Like when you wash them too hot they shrink, when it's too cold they get big."

His stupidity didn't even made you laugh. You were worried about him. You didn't even knew if he was able to walk across the road without help at this point.

"Yeah, Dewy. That's right. They do." You petted his shoulder while you walked to the door.

"Hey, Dewy, where is that newbie now?"

"They're cleaning my room. And then they're gonna clean and polish my guitar next."

You gave him a little nod as you walked out. Dewdrop made that poor newbie do his chores and Lucifer knows what else. Sister Mary raised her head as you took steps to her side.

"They're okay. Little busy. But okay. Go to your bed now Sister." She thanked you in a small manner as she found the stairs to the dens.

"And Sister Mary" you catched her attention from behind. "This whole night stays between us. Good night."

 You slammed the door behind you to catch Aether’s attention.

“Satanas, I wanna go to sleep.” You murmured. Dropping your body to the office chair.

“Mia cara, let’s sleep.” He hugged you from behind. Placing a sloppy kiss on his arm you talked.

“I can’t. I have things to do. Band’s ritual lists, bills, I can’t baby.”  He spin you to face him.

“Let me help you relax.” He kissed your lips slowly. As his hand walked through your body.

“You don’t have to do anything. Just sit there prettily and let me do all the work.”

He held you by the waist and raised you to his height. Your legs wrapping around his waist.

“You look s’good with my clothes, my smell wrapping you. You gonna be my death baby. Your pretty little body is gonna kill me.” His hands run inside your sweatpants and squeezed your ass. Kneeding your flesh harshly as his sharpened claws scratched your skin. Small red fluids beaded over the scratch.

The sweats you’re wearing slid through your legs taking your lace panties with them. He lowered his underwear as he sit to the chair. His thick cock hitting your already wet core. Flipping you over so you’re facing your desk filled with folders.

A moan escaped your lips as his precum covered tip brushed over your sensitive nub.

“Aeth,”

“Just focus on your job baby. I got you.” He left small kisses on your  exposed neck.  His tip sliding between your folds as he started pushing his lenght inside your wet hole.

“Takin’ me so well baby. Like you’re made for me. Just like that." Words left his lips between his lewd moans. Without the proper preparation his thickness burned your hole as he kept pushing himself between your walls. That slight burn in your core made you even wetter for him. His hand found one of your nipple and started toying sensitive skin between his fingers.

"You're surprising calm today, baby." You finally found your words as he was deep inside you, his tip pushing your cervix.

"I go harsh on you 'cause I know you enjoy it as much as I do, but now you need me to be a good boy. So I'll be a good boy. I'm just gonna sit here, burried deep inside you and let you do what you do."

His hand left your nipple alone as he grabbed his phone from your desk. His tail wrapping around your leg, his cock twitching inside you as your walls clench around him occasionally.

Maybe hours passed as you sit on his cock, maybe minutes. You couldn't tell. His thick shaft inside you was driving you crazy. The full feeling, his throbes inside your walls, his tip hitting different spots when he laughs something he saw on his phone. You just couldn't take it anymore. Pen dropped from your hand.

You circled your hips for more friction. Shock got him as you moved up and down on his cock.

"B-baby?"

"I swear to Lucifer, if you don't bend me over to that fucking table and fuck the living shit out of me I'm gonna go crazy. I-I can't take it anymore."

"As you wish Mia cara." He grabbed your waist as he kicked the chair under him and stand up. Slammin your chest to the desk. His strong fingers found its way to your hair, grabbing it harshly. Sending shivers down your body. His chest pressed against your back. Lips touching that thin skin under your ear, he whispered.

"Quidquid domina mea vult a me."

He straightens his back, parts your leg with his foot, gray sweatpants still bundled up on your ankles. His hips slamming against yours when he starts giving what you wanted. Your hair in his hand was sending electric waves down on your body.

"Is this what you wanted, babygirl?" His chest, now back to your back. His lewd groans filling your ears as much as your own loud moans.

"Is your ghoul's dick making you feel that good?" His long finger wrapped around your throat as he kept talking dirty to your ear.

With the pressure on your throat and your hair your eyes started to water. Pleasure washing over your body with the burn in your lungs.

"OH, baby. You get so cock-dumb on my cock every time I fuck you, I forgot how smart my little dove is. You can't even say my name. Look at you."

His hand leaves your throat and finds its way to your clit. Starts rubbing loosely on the sensitive bud. Your mind goes blank as his hand's pace matches his hips. Your climax grows in you with everything he does. A throbe of his cock, a circle that his hands makes feels too much.

"Aether, I can't. T-to much." Your abdomen starts to feel so tight, it hurts. Your walls clenching around his cock as his thrust gets slow but deeper.

"I know you can, babygirl. Cum for this poor ghoul. I need it. I need you to cum on my cock."

His words does it for you. Whole world goes black for a good minute as your orgasm hits you hard. Your mind emptier than before. He doesn't slow down, his thrusts keep going in a search for his own relief. Your legs shake as your whole body feels overwhelmed. Not after three thrusts he shoots thick ropes of white liquid all over your insides. Fills you up with the warmth.

His chest falls over your back once again, he doesn't pull out yet. Breathing heavily and crushing you with his weight.

"Attagirl. I knew you could do it. You always make me feel good after all." He peppered kisses all over your face and neck.

"Let's go to bed."

He grabs your waist and walks to your bedroom with long steps.

"Aether," you say as he puts you on your bed and reaches for a washcloth to clean you up.

"Mark me. Make me yours."

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[stratossphere]

the bonfire. | j.k

the tension between you and knoxville builds. a lot. set in mid-2003.

word count: 5.6k

warnings: a lot of drinking and smoking (reader is described as a stoner), mentions of age gap, smut, oral (fem. receiving), fingering, p in v sex, unprotected sex, slight breeding kink, knoxville’s dirty mouth in general

"I'm telling you, I don't want to fuck him." You said, an amused expression on your face as you passed the spliff you were smoking over to Bam. You had been on this topic for almost an hour now on and off, and for some reason you just couldn't seem convincing.

"Dude, we all know you do. Just get it over with and tell us if it was good or not." He scoffed, taking a second to suck in a hit before he continued. "The dude has a huge hard-on for you anyway, so might as well shoot your shot."

"I know he has a huge hard-on for me. I'm just...too lazy to deal with that." You groaned as you sunk down in your camp chair. You’d all been sitting at a bonfire outside of someone's friend's house for over two hours now, and you were getting kind of bored. Bam and Ryan had flown in from Pennsylvania the day before, so you were trying to get as much time as possible in with them before they had to leave again, but sometimes they made it hard.

"You're just scared you can't pull him." Bam scoffed, handing the joint back and then dramatically turning in his chair to glance over to where Johnny was. "Although, he's pretty old compared to us."

"I could absolutely pull him. All I'd have to do is bend over in front of him and he'd be barking like a dog." You scoffed, elbowing him not-so-gently. "And who cares if he's older? He acts like he's fucking five."

"So you do want to fuck him." Bam called you out like it wasn't already obvious. "Dude, I'm serious. Go pull your little bend over routine and get out of here. It's physically hurting me to watch you guys anymore."

"Watch us? We barely even talk!" You protested, downing the last of your can of beer before turning back to Bam. "He's not that hard to pull. Remember when that girl kissed his neck and he was blushing like a girl and had to put a pillow in his lap? Easy money."

"Yo! Dunn! C'mere!" Great. Now Bam was bringing another person into this. And, of course, Ryan looked more than happy to drop down in the camp chair across from you. Bam smacked your arm. "We're debating whether or not Y/n’s got enough game to fuck Knoxville."

"Dude, totally. He's like, rock hard for you already." Ryan scoffed, cracking open another beer as he spoke. "You got the guts, though?"

"You know what? You two are assholes." You scoffed, crushing your beer can and tossing it at Ryan's feet. "Watch this shit."

You turned in your chair, looking around and trying to find Johnny again. He'd disappeared from his position next to the ping pong table that Ehren and Steve-O were destroying, and it took you a second to locate him crouched down in front of one of the beer coolers. Perfect.

"Knoxville!" You shouted loudly enough to draw his attention, watching his head crane back in your direction with his sunglasses still sat perfectly on top of his head. It had gotten too dark for him to be able to see properly with them on, so he'd ditched them about half an hour ago. "Can you grab me one?"

"What kind you want?" He shouted back, holding up both Budweiser and PBR. Steve-O had definitely been in charge of beer supply, because all there seemed to be was pisswater for choices. You motioned to his left hand that held the Budweiser, and watched him chuck the other can back into the cooler before kicking it back shut.

"If you two say anything, I'm gonna tell Tremaine to have you shot with paintballs for weeks." You warned quickly as Johnny started his way over, jabbing a finger at each of them individually. You were really praying they didn't mess up your game, because Johnny was going to make it into a huge thing if they did.

"Who? We're not even here." Ryan said dramatically, pretending to zip his lips and throw the key in the fire seconds before Johnny was behind your chair holding the beer over your shoulder.

"You three sharing secrets and braiding each other's hair over here?" He cajoled as he pressed the cold can into your neck, making you wince as he came around the side of your chair and plopped into the empty one that was to your right. "I feel left out."

"Thanks, J." The little nickname lingered on your lips as you took the can from his offering hand, your fingers brushing his as you did so. You watched his eyes stick to yours momentarily, and you could tell that what you were doing was so easily working. Like picking up sticks.

"Fuck off, Knoxville. You don't have enough hair to braid." Bam scoffed, extending his foot across you to kick his friend in the leg. You pushed him away, shooting him a look to kill as you leaned back in your chair slightly.

"We're smoking, if you want some." You offered, motioning to the new joint that Ryan was rolling as we spoke. Johnny shook his head, cracking his beer tab and letting out a gentle sigh.

"On a break right now. I'm sticking to...other things." He said vaguely, putting his feet up on the same empty chair that you currently had yours on. Oh yeah. Easy money.

"Ooh. Other things. My favorite." Bam snorted, as if this conversation was hilarious to him. You shot him another dirty look, and he seemed to take the hint, standing up and wiping his hands off on the legs of his black jeans. "Well, I'm gonna go do something more fucking interesting. Dunn, care to join?"

"Sure, man. I've been hanging out with Y/n way too fucking long, anyway." Ryan scoffed, getting up with the joint still in his hand. You glared at him and held your hand out.

"Leave the weed, fuckhead." You ordered, watching him sigh before dropping the perfectly-rolled joint in the palm of your hand. You then watched them walk away to where they could still watch both of you before turning your attention back to Johnny. "Well? What does 'other things' entail?"

"Nothing heavier than cigs and beer. The way god intended." He sighed, reaching down to grab your lighter off the ground and then handing it over to you.

"What're you taking a break for?" He was kind of making you feel guilty for smoking in front of him, but he was the one that had chosen to drop down right next to the world's biggest stoner.

"Recovery. I feel like I haven't slept for days." He sighed, letting out a slight chuckle as he reached into his back pocket to retrieve a pack of cigarettes. "So. After this, you think you'll be willing to do more stunts?" Huh. Maybe not easy money.

"You want me to do stunts? For what?" You were genuinely surprised. Sure, you'd let Steve-O convince you to do the whole skateboard-into-the-water thing, but that had only been because Bam got food poisoning and needed a stand in.

"Just in case we make another movie! Filming never stops, Y/n/n." He explained, his arm moving to rest on your armrest as he spoke. You frowned at the nickname, moving your arm to rest next to his as you looked out at the fire pit.

"Probably. I liked the money." You said thoughtfully, lighting up the joint and making a point to blow the smoke to your left instead of your right so that it wasn't directly in his face. "I thought you said you were banning women from stunts."

"I did. You're different." He said simply, and you watched him attempt and fail to hide the fact that he was looking directly at your tits in your low-cut tank top. You raised an eyebrow at him in question at calling you 'different'. He quickly spluttered at the look on your face. "Because you're—you're badass. You're different."

"I'm taking that as a compliment." While you talked, you had been slowly inching your feet closer to his, and your shoes were now touching. If he noticed, he didn't say anything about it. "So? What would the next stunt be?"

"Well, we were playing with the idea of...naked barrel racing...across a tarp of lube." It was clear by his face that he was proud of his idea, but you could also tell that he was embarrassed to have to tell you what it was. It actually made you laugh out loud at the ridiculousness of that plan.

"You just want to see me naked." You accused, narrowing your eyes at him. He chuckled, looking unbothered by your accusation before taking another drag from his cigarette.

"What makes you think that? All the guys would be naked, same as you." He said, raising one eyebrow quizzically. You shrugged, a coy smile dragging onto your face.

"Hey. I don't know what you're into. Could be both." You said, hitting your joint as you studied his face. For someone who currently had your foot brushing purposely against his leg, he looked pretty at ease.

"Oh, not me. I'm a tits man, myself." He chuckled, his eyes moving back down to where you were now definitely moving your foot up his leg before looking back to you. "I'm just playing, doll. I'm planning on shooting them with paintball guns once they get out there, so you can't do the stunt."

With those words, a leg dropped down on yours, and you looked down towards your feet to see that he'd trapped the leg moving against his with his own.

"But, I'm sure I can get what I want in a different setting." He concluded, eyes flitting back up to yours. His fingers had now inched over your hand where his arm was next to yours on the arm rest, and you could feel the bandaid that was around his ring finger from picking up a broken bottle on set a couple of days prior.

"Oh yeah? And what exactly is that?" You were so thankful that it took a lot of weed to get you high, because you were afraid that you didn't sound as put-together as you thought you did. He seemed completely sober, and you could help but feel nervous about his hand on yours.

"Come on. I thought that was obvious." He drawled with a wide grin, leaning in close to your ear so that his breath tickled your skin. "I wanna see you bent over and spread in every pretty position I can think of."

"Whew. You pick up fast. I was afraid I was gonna have to get drunk and show you my tits." You laughed, turning slightly in your seat and setting your joint on top of your beer can so that your hands were free.

"Offer's still on the table." He teased, winking at you as he slowly brought your hand up before pressing a kiss to your knuckles.

"Well, how's this?" You then leaned in to kiss him, and were satisfied to see that he met you halfway there, your hand immediately pulling out of his to cup his cheek instead. Kissing Johnny Knoxville. Cross that off the old bucket list.

When you broke away, you were out of breath, and you could feel the way your heartbeat was going a million miles a minute as he leaned away to take another drag of his cigarette without a care in the world.

"You know, I hate it when you call me Knoxville. Sounds better when you're saying my real name." He said, brown eyes on yours as he spoke. The party was loud, and everyone was drunk and shouting at each other, but he spoke so calmly and quietly you almost didn't hear him.

"PJ Clapp. That's so much sexier." You said with a grin, waiting until he wasn't 100% paying attention to lean over your chair and mouth you owe me money to Bam and Ryan, who had just watched that entire exchange. He chuckled.

"Yeah, that's why I don't use it." He sighed, looking up at you once again after he had ashed his cigarette onto the grass between his feet. "You know, I'm a little old for you. I have gray hairs."

"They should call you Silver Foxville." You said dryly, rolling your eyes as you glanced to the limited space between your lips. You’d kissed him once, and now you really wanted it again. And again. "Your dick still works, doesn't it?"

"Thank you for proving that I'm not just a pretty face." He poked fun at your attention to that one certain thing, and he just proved his point with his wide grin. You shrugged, pushing your boldness to the highest level you could stand.

"Pretty face means nothing if you don't have a pretty dick." You said coyly, leaning away from him again to take another hit off of your joint and blow it away from him. You felt a surge of satisfaction as you saw the shaken look on his face. Considering the people he was friends with, you’d assumed he'd heard worse.

"Shit. You're making me fuckin' harder than Portland cement." He muttered, tilting your chin fully towards himself just as you were exhaling another cloud of smoke and pressing his lips to yours as you basically transferred your smoke right into his lungs. "Wanna feel?"

When you gave your hum of approval, you felt his hand on your wrist, and then he was pressing your palm into the bulge of his Dickies, a low groan escaping his lips as your fingers cupped his hard cock through his pants. You were thanking god that your chairs were facing away from everyone else in the group, because you were not a fan of the idea of pictures of what you and Johnny were doing at the moment.

"Fuck. Let's go somewhere else." You mumbled against his mouth, slowly pulling your hand away from him as your eyes darted towards the house that barely anyone else was in. You knew he would've been perfectly fine with you feeling him up to completion right there in the yard, but you were really trying to preserve your dignity, high or not.

"Come on. I know the house." He breathed, breaking away from you and dropping his cigarette under the toe of his close-to-destroyed converse before his eyes zeroed in on the spliff still between your fingers. There wasn't much left, but still enough to where you felt guilty about abandoning it. "And let me see that."

You handed it over hesitantly, half worried that he was going to give the joint the same treatment as his cigarette, but then let out a sigh of relief when he took a hit that had his eyes watering and smoke pouring out of his nose as he coughed. Wow. He really hadn’t been lying about taking a break.

Once he was satisfied with his hit, he handed it back over to you before taking your hand and beginning the walk through the sliding back door and into the house. You prayed for your tomorrow self's sake that no one was paying attention to you both, hoping that somehow the only two people going inside instead of coming out were going magically unnoticed.

"I should really be taking you back to my house. I feel bad." Johnny said as he closed the door behind you, his hand tightening in yours as he dodged expertly around the table and chairs that were moved messily all around the room. You scoffed.

"I don't give a fuck. We could be in a club bathroom for all I care." You said honestly, taking one last hit of your joint before setting the butt down on the kitchen counter as you passed by. His strides were much longer than yours, and you were hurrying to keep pace with him.

"Just how I like it." Just as he spoke, he gently nudged you into an open door, revealing a small bedroom which was quickly determined to be Star Wars themed. You frowned at him, to which he waved it off. "Scott's an eccentric decorator. He's got all themed bedrooms."

"Glad you picked the good one." You muttered as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling his sunglasses from the top of his head and discarding them on the opposite edge of the bed. His fingers immediately danced over the bottom hem of your decently-short shorts (which you’d actually repeatedly caught him staring at throughout the day of both shooting and partying), pulling them up further over your ass before his hands were kneading your exposed skin.

"Take 'em off." He spoke into your mouth, his hands moving back upwards until his fingers laced their way into your hair so that he could hold you tighter against his kiss. You did as he requested easier than you were willing to admit, yanking them down your hips to reveal your black and white cotton thong. Kind of cheesy, but you didn't miss the way his eyes lit up when he noticed it.

There was a moment where he just studied you, and just as you was going to move in and try to shield yourself from his sharp gaze, his hand was on your lower back and he was gingerly knocking you back onto the bed. He was on you seconds after your head hit the galaxy-print pillows, his hands roughly rucking your legs up over his hips as his lips pressed back onto yours.

You knew you were fucked. You could tell by both the way your whole body shook from just his hungry kisses and the fact that you were already missing his presence when he was still on top of you. But you didn't even care enough to think about it. All you could think about was the fact that he was pulling your tank top over your head, and then his hands were on your tits. He broke your kiss to look down at you, one hand using his thumb to brush over your sensitive nipple as the other held your jaw so that you couldn't look away from him.

"Listen to me, sweetheart." He said breathlessly, biting his bottom lip as he looked down at you in a way that you had never once seen from him in the past four years of knowing him. It was making every part of you that craved him throb even more. "I'm gonna eat your pussy, and you're gonna be a good girl and let me, understand?"

That almost killed you right then and there. You had been pretty sure you were going to be screwed before, but now you were positive. Your legs were tightening around his hips with every word, and you could barely get yourself under control enough to give him a nod. He smiled in satisfaction, then gave you one last kiss before he was pulling out of your grasp, lips leaving a trail of soft kisses down your arm as he slid himself down further towards the edge of the bed.

"So fuckin' hot. Smell so fuckin' delicious." He said as he moved, his fingers nimbly dragging the waistband of your underwear right down your legs as he went along. It was ridiculously smooth, and it made you even wetter for him as you waited less-than-patiently for him to get his mouth on you.

"Please, PJ." You whimpered, legs jello in his hold as he trailed his tongue up your inner thigh. You weren’t someone who usually allowed yourself to be teased, but something about the way he was touching you had you so transfixed that you couldn't even be bothered to complain. He chuckled.

"Oh, I like it when you whine for me. Say my name one more time and I'll let you have what you want." He crooned, sinking his teeth gently into your sensitive skin. You arched your hips up in the direction of his mouth, eager to get some form of release in any way you could manage.

"PJ. Need you so bad." You whined again, lip drawn harshly between your teeth as you watched him with desperate eyes. There was a glint in his gaze that made your heart pound, and you practically saw stars when his lips finally moved to where you needed him, his tongue laving around your clit and down over your entrance in one smooth motion. "Holy shit."

"Shh. Be a good girl for me and keep your mouth shut." He muttered, only taking that split second to remove his mouth before it was back at full force, his lips sucking adamantly at your clit as his tongue weaved intricate symbols that had you rolling your hips against his mouth. Despite his telling you to shut up, you couldn't stifle the moans that welled their way into your throat, your voice high-pitched and strung-out on pleasure.

He brushed his tongue across your clit over and over again, occasionally licking down to push his tongue into your entrance, his fingers replacing his tongue on your clit each time he did so. It felt so good that you felt like you couldn’t see what was in front of you, your senses blinded and heavy with pleasure as he ate you out like no man had ever done before.

"You like everyone hearing how good I'm making you feel? 'S that why you can't control yourself?" He cooed as he removed his lips from my clit, a single finger pushing into you as a replacement as he gazed up at you with sly lust. You let out a disappointed gasp at the change in sensation, your clit aching in his absence. When he saw your face, a second finger followed his first, leaving his index and middle fingers curled inside you fully. "Who knew Y/n Y/l/n was such a pretty little slut."

"Please. Need more." Your voice was airy and distraught, fingers laced in the comforter on either side of you as you urged him to finish what he had originally started. You felt so close, yet so far.

"Don't you worry your pretty little head. You’re gonna get what you want." He promised, curling his fingers forward and pushing them upwards in a slow but precise movement that had your hips involuntarily jerking forward and the air rushing from your lungs. Jesus, he really was good.

He started to push his fingers against that sweet little spot inside of you slowly, his cheek pressed against your inner thigh as he watched his digits disappear into you over and over again. And then, just as you were beginning to think that it wasn't going to be enough, his dipped his mouth back to your pussy, his tongue pressing back against your clit as his fingers worked in and out of you.

Your eyes slammed shut as your head pushed back against the pillow, your chest heaving as you took in the obscene slurping sounds he was making with his tongue mixed with the wet sounds caused by his fingers. He shouldered your legs even further apart, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he stared up at you the entire time.

Your climax was approaching almost embarrassingly fast. Your late night fantasies of Johnny Knoxville's head between your legs was even hotter than you had imagined many times before, and the sight of him grinding his hips down into the bed with every swirl of his tongue was making your entire body thrum with heat.

"I can feel you squeezin' my fingers, dollface. Let me feel you cum on my tongue." Johnny encouraged as he continued to push his fingers into you, his free hand pushing on your hip to keep you from pushing up into his mouth as aggressively as you wanted to. Your moans and gasps were now way beyond your control, and your voice only got louder as your back arched up, your climax hitting you hard enough to make you see stars as your eyes fell back open.

You had half a mind to clap your hand over your mouth as you panted and whined through your orgasm, your free hand taking a handful of his dark brown hair and pulling as you came. He didn't stop his tongue and fingers until your voice gave out and you were forcibly gasping for air, your grip in his hair going lax as you came back down to earth.

"Holy fuck." You breathed, wincing when he pulled his fingers out of you and accepting him with open arms as he moved back up to look at you with gleeful eyes and a spit-soaked chin. You reached out and used the collar of his shirt to pull up and wipe his mouth off, only to have him immediately suck his equally-wet fingers into his mouth once you had dropped the fabric back down to his throat.

"Damn. Can't get you to shut your mouth no matter if you're gettin' finger-fucked or not." He said cockily as he pulled his fingers from his mouth and wiped them off on his shirt. When you gave him a dirty look, he leaned his head to the side to suck gently at your neck, the rumble of his baritone laugh tickling your skin. "Although, haven't fucked you yet. We'll see."

"I can't cum again so fast." You said in surprise as he began to undo the buckle of his KNOXVILLE belt, a hand moving to his chest as you looked up at him with wide eyes. Your legs were still shaking, and if you had been loud before, it was only going to get worse if he fucked you while you were so sensitive. He kissed you gently, his eyes locked on yours.

"You can take it. Look, you've already got your legs spread nice and wide for me." He reassured, his hand gripping your thigh as he ripped his belt from his belt loops. You weren’t quite reassured, but you fumbled to get the zipper of his pants down regardless, his lips on yours encouraging you to let him do whatever the hell he wanted with you.

Once he had completely gotten his pants undone with your help, he stood up to quickly shuffle them off along with his boxers, leaving him bare from the waist down in front of you. Your mouth practically watered at the sight of his cock, hard and leaking against the hem of his t-shirt. You barely gave him any time to stand there, pulling him back in with your fingers around his wrist before he was kneeling in front of your spread legs with his mouth half-open.

"You got a condom somewhere?" He asked suddenly, eyes unable to pull away from between your legs as he spoke to you. You mentally slapped myself, because of course you didn't have one, and since he was asking, he obviously didn't either. Unsafe sex was called unsafe sex for a reason.

However, you were too impatient to think rationally.

"No. You can just pull out." You said impatiently, watching as he gently pulled your legs back over his thighs. His gaze was so searing and yet his hands were more than careful with you, his touch so light it almost felt as if you were moving on your own.

"I like the way you think." He teased, pumping himself a few times as his eyes finally dragged their way back up to yours. "Be as loud as you want, gorgeous. I don't give a fuck."

You nodded as if you even had a choice, holding your breath as you felt the tip of his cock swipe through your pussy before he was slowly pushing himself into you. If there were any lingering thoughts in your head of anyone else you had ever even considered having sex with in the past, each and every one was erased with the drag of his cock inside of you. You both let out heated gasps, his hand tightening on your leg just above your knee and your head falling back once again. You were still a little sensitive from your last orgasm, and every touch felt like electricity as he slowly pushed his way completely inside of you.

"Fuck, you feel so good." He groaned, his hips stilling momentarily as you tensed at his length. As his tip brushed against your cervix with just his entering thrust, you knew you were in for it. You had seen him naked more times than you had previously been a fan of whilst working for Jackass, and at the time you had assumed he was a shower, but holy fuck was he a grower. It made another shudder of pleasure race up your stomach. "So fucking tight."

He didn't seem to be able to stand much time waiting, and before you knew it, he was slowly rolling his hips into you, his cock hitting every still-sensitive nerve as he fucked into you. You watched in ecstasy as he pulled the hem of his shirt up his muscled torso, biting it between his teeth so that he had both hands free to pull you forward on his cock.

"Oh. Right there. Right there." You gasped, moaning languidly as he picked up the pace of his hips and fucked right against the spot that he'd had his fingers against not three minutes before. He groaned in agreement, his head falling back and pulling his shirt further up his chest as he put all his movement into his hips.

You were really hoping that rubbing against the mattress while he'd been eating you out had gotten him at least a little close to cumming, because your second orgasm was quickly edging its way through your nerves as he fucked you hard enough to make the bed creak painfully loud. If anyone walked in through the unlocked door by that point, it was going to be their own fault.

"You look so good, takin' my cock like such a pretty little slut." Johnny purred, holding your legs open hard enough to make your muscles ache as he slammed into you over and over again. The pleasure was so good and so intense that your eyes were watering, and you could feel tears starting to track down the side of my face as you gripped helplessly at the sheets in a failed attempt to ground yourself with something. "You'd look so good with my cum dripping out of you."

You tried to mouth not funny, but all you could do was moan, his filthy words making you teeter dangerously on the edge of cumming before you were ready. You weren’t on birth control, but you weren’t exactly a big fan of making good decisions anyway, so you decided that if you weren’t able to get the words out, that you really didn't need to say them.

"Fuck, you want me to fill you up?" He questioned, his voice muffled by his t-shirt still between his teeth and his words followed by a low groan. "Fill you up like the good little slut that you are?"

You whined in agreement, nodding your head as best you could as you arched your back up further with every slam of his cock against your cervix. It was a pleasured pain, one that you knew you’d be feeling for the next couple of days.

"I'm gonna cum, princess." He whined, seconds before his hips stuttered and you felt him cum inside of you, warmth painting your insides as you let out a porno-style moan and came right there on the spot with him. That had to be a good sign for the both of you, right? "So goddamn good."

Your second orgasm was even more blinding, and your vision went white as your back arched up painfully, your fingers helplessly pulling at the bed as you whimpered and gasped with every wave of pleasure that coursed through your body. His hands stayed on your hips the entire time until you were verbally begging him to stop thrusting his cock into you, the wet sound of him pushing his cum back inside reaching your ears as he slowly moved to a stop.

"You sounded so good, baby. Did so good." He babbled, immediately falling forward to press his lips sloppily to your throat as his hips moved lazily as he thrusted his last bit of energy out. Your head was spinning and your legs and pussy were already aching in the sweetest way possible as you wrapped your arm around his neck.

"God, you're fucking good at that." You breathed, letting out a strangled gasp when he finally pulled out of you. Whoever used the Star Wars comforter next was going to notice a suspicious looking stain right in the middle of it next time they got into bed.

"I can't believe it took us this long." He said, his breath coming out in pants as he steadied himself with one hand on the mattress next to your head. You realized with the increased quiet inside the room that you could hear multiple people talking and shouting at each other from outside of the door, and you mentally cringed because you knew that were was no way that you hadn't been overheard.

"Everyone's gonna know." You mumbled, carding your fingers through his hair as you finally felt your breathing beginning to calm again. You could feel his heartbeat against yours, and it still hadn't slowed down either. It made you feel a little bit better about yourself. He pressed a kiss to your temple, then your cheek, then your lips.

"Good. Then everyone will know that I'm the one who's giving it to you good, and I won't have any competition."

Oh yeah. You were done for.

#johnny knoxville #johnny knoxville x reader #johnny knoxville smut #jackass #jackass imagine #jackass mtv #jackass movie #bam margera #ryan dunn #sorry if this looks a little fucked tumblr mobile is hell

[beligol22]

Are You in to Me? - K.O.

Introduction: Hi! This is my first story so please don’t judge too hard. I really love Kenny so I decided to make my first one abt him. 😋

warnings: p in v, oral (m & f), fingering, losing virginity, swearing, alcohol

Me and the gang (beta squad) decided to take a break and go on a nice little vacation. The ultimate place that we decided to stay. Yes, I know that we’ve already been there, but that was for filming. Without having to do anything it will be way more relaxing and fun.

I had just finished adding my final touches to my suitcase when I felt my phone ding in my pocket. I set down my heavy bag and took my phone out. Looked at the notification and it said it was from Kenny.

Ken ♥️

Hey I’m heading over

Ok. I’ll be waiting!

I smiled at my phone thinking back about how far we had come. The first person I had met was Ahmed (darkest) when I moved to the UK at 13. He had introduced me to chunks, then I met AJ, then Sharks, then, Niko, then Kenny. Although I had known him for the shortest amount of time, we had the best bond than anybody in the beta squad.

As I was thinking I heard Kenny knock on the door. I quickly picked up my pass port and threw it in my carry on bag. I grabbed my luggage and headed for the door. I opened it fast and saw my best friend standing in the door frame.

“Hey Kenny I’ve missed you so much!” I say hugging him. “Hi babes you all ready to go now?” He asked releasing me from the tight hug. I nodded at him and gave him a big smile. He knew how much I needed this trip, because I have been so stressed oht with work lately.

He nodded back and we walked out the door heading for the car. I stuffed my big fat luggage in the back of his car, and then sat in the passenger seat. His car smelled of pine and wood. I’ve always thought he had the best sense in cologne.

He handed me his phone so that I could take aux. We basically have the same music taste so whenever we ride together we take turns on the aux. Of course I had to play some Frank Ocean. It felt the most fitting for the occasion. I turned on ‘Nights’ one of my favorite Frank songs.

I looked out my window and sighed at the sky. Gosh why does England have to have no sunlight whatsoever. I was genuinely getting sick of the UK. All we have here is Nando’s and shitty weather.

We arrive at the airport so me and Kenny hopped out of the car. The airport was massive I didn’t know how we were going to find the mandem in this huge crowd.

Well miracles happen and we found them not long after. I really wanted to book an early flight, but the earliest they could put us in at was at 6 p.m. Although New Zealand is beautiful, the flight from London to Aukland takes about 24 hours. Of course it’s not a continuous flight, but still.

*skipping to arrival, cus I’m lazy*

We arrived at the Aukland Airport the next day. I had fallen asleep for half of the ride, because it was so boring. The only thing that was fun was eating the first class food, and watching movies with Kenny.

I grabbed my luggage and headed towards the gate. As we stepped into the main part of the airport everybody was looking for our personal drivers. “Are we still sharing the room tonight?” “It should be a double bed, at least that’s what Chunkz told me.”

“Yes that sounds alright.” I say back to Kenny with a smile. After a little bit we had found our drivers to take us to the hotel. It was supposedly a pretty expensive 5 star hotel so I was so excited to relax in my bed. I was also told that there would be a huge bar, which would definitely be my favorite part. What can I say? I love a great margarita.

We made it into the lobby and…oh. My. Gosh. It was humongous and it smelt so good. I looked around and there was a huge glass chandelier above my head, glass elevators, golden lobby furniture, and iced lemon and cucumber water.

We got our room keys from the lady up front, which whom I may add was very nice. I went up the elevator with my gang. We had been on the 23rd floor which was second from the top. I was excited, because our hotel room window looked out into the ocean, and supposedly has a balcony.

Me and Kenny made it to our room and we walked in. It was the most amazing hotel room I’ve ever been in. It smelled like vanilla, was very spacious, there were two king sized beds, and a 65 inch tv. But the best part was the bathroom. It was a beautiful gold and white theme, and the shower was incredibly huge.

“Holy shit” I say in awe.

“Yeah, holy shit.” Kenny says admiring the scenery like me. I looked at him with the biggest grin. I rushed over to my bed opened up the covers and laid inside.

“Oh c’mon y/n you can’t be serious!” He says with an amused smile.

“What I’m so jet lagged. Can a girl not get her beauty sleep anymore?” “Ummmm..no. If you haven’t seen, there is a humongous bar, and I don’t have any matches any time soon, so you best believe we’re gonna go out for a drink.” He tells me. I knew he wasn’t asking, because of that stupid look on his face.

He was right though. He had been so busy with his boxing matches, that he didn’t really get to drink much. I would feel so bad if he didn’t have a fun time tonight because of me.

“Ok fine dummy. Just because I love you though.” I say. He looked so happy, because I usually don’t agree with anything he wants to do.

“Thank you so so much. We’re gonna have fun. Trust me y/n.”

“Ok yeah yeah. Just let me take a little nap first. Wake me up at around 10:00 alright?”

He nodded and then I flipped around and dosed off. I was having an amazing sleep until I was awoken by a huge man laying on top of me.

“Y/n Y/n wake uppp it’s time to go to the club”

“Ok Kenny it’s not a club it’s a fucking hotel bar.” “Woah someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.”

“No I think it’s just because you’re crushing my pelvic bone right now.”

“Oh my fault”

“Umm. Yes it is your fault, but it’s ok because I’m about to put on an amazing dress and hopefully I can get tipsy.”

“Yeah, you look like you need it.” He says smiling at me. I slapped his arm hard and then went into the bathroom. I had recently bought this amazing black silk dress from a fancy store. It wasn’t too formal, but definitely not casual. Which I thought was perfect for the occasion.

I shimmied into it and then walked outside. I put on my favorited black heels that made me almost as tall as Kenny when I put them on. I was blessed with my dad’s height genes, which put me at a whopping 5’10. I actually love being tall though. It means that I won’t take shit from any guy.

“Alright I’m ready to go Kenny c’mon!”

“Ok I’m coming. I’m coming.”

We take the elevator down to the first floor where the big bar area is. Kenny was right it was basically like the club we have in downtown London. There were purple L.E.D lights and blaring sexy music. “Hey let’s go get a drink. I want to have some fun!” I say talking very loud so he could hear my voice over the music. “You read my mind!” He said even louder than me. A grabbed his hand and took the leading role walking up to the bar. “Hello, excuse me sir? I would like to start a tab under the name y/n, and could you put two shots of vodka on that and whatever he wants.”

Kenny looked at me shocked, because I was offering to buy him drinks. It was fine though. I never mind spending my money on my friends. I love seeing other people happy, and it was Kenny’s night month off from boxing. The least I could do is treat him to a drink or five.

“Yeah let me just get a whiskey on the rocks please.” The bartender nodded and started to make our drinks.

“So how is your music coming along?” Kenny asks. I always loved when Kenny would ask me questions about me, because unlike some people he actually listened and seemed interested in what I have to say.

“It’s going great actually! I just hit 60 million monthly listeners on Spotify!”

“I’m so proud of you. I always knew that you would be something great.” He smiled at me. The bartender came to us with our drinks and sat them down on the bar. “Cheers!” I say while holding up my glass.

“Cheers.” He says back. Kenny watches me absolutely down my first shot while he is sipping away at his whiskey. I’m all fired up so I take my second one right after.

“Woah slow down cowboy we don’t want you throwing up tonight”

“Haha very funny. You know how good I am at keeping alcohol up” He laughed and nodded. The only time I had thrown up after drinking alcohol was my first time at a keg party in high school. I think I only threw up because the beer tasted like piss anyways. After drinking and dancing a little more we decided that it was best if we walked back up to our room. I wasn’t completely wasted and neither was Kenny. We would both remember how fun our night was tomorrow. But my favorite part is that we probably wouldn’t have a bad headache.

We made it to the elevator and pressed the big button with the number 23 on it.

“Thank you for tonight y/n. I had a really fun time.”

“Of course Kenny I love spending time with you!” I said in response. It was true I genuinely loved hanging out with Kenny. He was never judgmental, and always drove me home if I was too drunk.

We made it into our hotel room and we both sighed. The first thing I wanted to do was get into my comfy pajamas. I went straight to my suitcase to start looking for them.

“Oh shit”

“What happened?”

“I totally forgot my pajamas at the house. Fuck, I knew I was forgetting something.”

“Listen y/n don’t stress. You can just wear my shirt. I brought an extra one just in case.”

“Thank you so much you’re a life saver Kenny” he nodded then handed me the extra shirt. I went into the bathroom to put it on.

I sprayed my favorite vanilla perfume on the shirt and on my neck and then walked back out into the room. “Hey so they have Netflix on here. I think I’ll just log into my account. Do you want to w-” He stopped talking and looked at me.

“Is it comfortable?” He asked.

“Yes, thank you again for letting me borrow it.”

“Mhm any time.”

I walked over to his bed, because I assumed we would watch a movie in his bed, since that’s what we always did. The hotel room was freezing mostly because I had the smallest shorts on. It was basically like I was just wearing a shirt.

I crawled into his warm bed and laid beside him. We ended up turning on The Mighty Ducks, because it was me and Kenny’s favorite when we were in our teenage years.

It was around half way through the film when I felt Kenny’s hand rest on my thigh. He had done it so many times before but this felt different somehow. I pushed past it and decided to keep watching. I tried and tried to stay focused on the screen but I just couldn’t.

How could I sit still when the most beautiful guy I’ve ever laid my eyes on is touching me somewhere that only boyfriends would touch their girlfriends. I pulled my eyes away from the screen to look at Kenny. How have I never noticed how gorgeous his eyes were. Eyes that were once just brown looked completely different. The light from the tv shone into his eyes making them look sparkly. You could see the kindness in his eyes.

He must have noticed me looking at him, because not soon after he looked at me. I should have looked away embarrassed, but this was different. I think that I like my best friend. I looked down at his lips for just a split second, but he seemed to understand perfectly. I felt his lips make contact with mine. It was amazing. I know it sounds weird but this is my first true kiss. Yep, I’m 25 years old and the only other kiss I’ve had was in the 8th grade during spin the bottle at some stupid end of middle school party.

But that kiss didn’t mean anything to me. This did. My best friend since sophomore year of high school was kissing me. He pulled away and smiled at me. I smiled back, gosh I hope it wasn’t obvious that that was my first kiss. I guess he hadn’t noticed, because seconds later his lips were on mine again. But this time it was more passionate. He was kissing me softly and gentle. Then all of the sudden it changed paces. He was starting to kiss me like he was hungry. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and I gasped in surprise.

“Do you want me to take my shirt off?” I ask unsure of what to do.

“Yes, only if you want to.” So I did I took off Kenny’s shirt to reveal my dark green laced bra. I’m so fucking glad that I wore something hot and not my usual one. Although I don’t think he would mind.

He took a second to look at me and his hands reached up to take off his own shirt. I reached my hands up to trace the outline of his abs. I’ve always been impressed by how defined they are. He took his lips off of mine and started to kiss my neck. I thought that this was the best thing I have ever felt. The way he sucked and bit at my neck had me wanting to scream. His lips trailed downs and started to kiss the top of my breasts. Whatever was visible to his eyes he had already put his mouth on.

His hands slowly snake their way down to the waistband of my shorts. I gave him a quick nod. He smiled and started to tug them down. I had matching green laced underwear on, and he seemed to like these better than the top.

“Can I take this off?” He asked referring to my bra.

“Yes, you can do whatever you want. You don’t have to ask.” I whispered back.

He took off my bra and looked down at me.

“You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.” He says. I knew he meant it. I can see it in his eyes. He started sucking on my left boob while he massaged the other one with his hand.

I let out a small gasp. I had never felt anything like this before, but something tells me that this is not the best thing that’s gonna happen tonight.

He slides down my underwear and he looks at my folds. He groans at the sight of my embarrassingly wet cunt. He put his finger at my entrance circling around the slick. Then he rubbed his fingers around my clit. I moaned a little at the new feeling of his fingers. His fingers went back down to my entrance, but this time he actually went in. He pushed his finger into me. It was a lot more painful than I had imagined. His finger went further inside of me and I hissed.

“Y/n does that hurt? Are you alright?”

“Yes it hurts a little bit.” “Y/n it shouldn’t hurt that bad..have you never done this before?” I looked at hime with my mouth a little open trying to find the right words.

“Are you a virgin?” He finally asked the question that I was dreading.

“Yes, but it’s ok Kenny I have to start sometime.”

“No y/n we can’t do this. It’s just not right.”

“What why don’t you want to do this is it because I’m not pretty enough or something?”

“Trust me y/n you don’t want to do this.”

“How do you know what I want? I think that you are the one who doesn’t want to. Why else would you be trying to avoid this?”

Before I knew it Kenny grabbed my wrist and rushed my hand down to his crotch. I felt how hard it was.

“Y/n nobody said I didn’t want this. Do you see what you do to me?”

I stepped even closer to him if that was even possible. I knew that we both wanted this so what was holding us back. I looked into his eyes.

“We can go slow. I promise to you that I want to do this. And I would not want anybody else to take my virginity.”

He sighed and leant in to kiss me again. It was aggressive but sweet. It was the most perfect kiss ever. He pushed my gently into the mattress and put his finger back at my entrance. “If it ever hurts too bad just tell me and I’ll stop ok?” I nod and he puts his finger in me. This time it’s less pain and more pleasure. “Shit. That feels so good.”

“You’re doing so good for me baby. You think you can handle another finger?” I hesitated for a second and then nodded my head. He added the second finger and it stretched me out perfectly. There was just a little bit of pain, but it was overtaken by pleasure. I moaned by how good his big fingers filled me up. He was curling them in and out, and I was on the brink of cumming. “Kenny, I think I-I’m gonna cum”

“I know I know let it out for me pretty girl.”

That was all it took for me to release all over his fingers. He brought his fingers up to his mouth, and licked my juices off of them. I was panting heavily when I noticed he scooted down the bed a little bit, so where his head was aligned at my cunt.

I felt his tongue swirl around. He was cleaning up the mess that I had just made. I made eye contact with hime while he was in between my thighs. It was the hottest thing I have ever seen.

“Can we fuck already? I want to make you feel good too.”

“Yes baby we can.” He pulled down his pants and boxers. His dick sprung out and hit his stomach. It looked painfully hard and not to mention it was huge. I mean I didn’t have a ruler on me, but I would say about 7 1/2 inches and was thick. My jaw dropped at the sight. How was that supposed to fit when his fingers barely could. And just as if he could read my mind he said.

“It will be ok. I’ll go as gentle as possible.”

I nodded and he proceeded to put it in me. It was stretching me to the limits, but I didn’t care because it felt so good. “Ugh..Kenny” I moaned. It was only half way in and It already felt like so much.

“Are you ok? Why do you feel so tense?”

“I’m just nervous”

“There’s no reason to be nervous. Just relax your body you will be fine.” And just like that I relaxed, but my cunt loosened up and sucked him in a little. This caused him to jut his hips forward far down into my vagina.

“Omg fuck I’m so sorry.”

“It’s ok. Do it again.” And that’s exactly what he did he thrusted into me again and it felt like pure euphoria. He was moaning and whispering sweet nothings into my ear. He went at a faster speed and it felt so good.

“K-kenny right there. Fuck.” He was hitting my g-spot at such a fast rate. I was about to cum again and I could tell he was too, because I could feel his penis twitching inside of me.

“You can cum in me I’m on the pill.” He looked into my eyes as I said that. And as if right on time we came together while looking into each other’s eyes.

After we rode out our highs he thudded down on the mattress right next to me. “That felt amazing Kenny.”

“Yeah well you did an amazing job.”

I put back on my underwear and bra and he put back on his boxers and sweats. He went into the bathroom to brush his teeth. I was sat scrolling on TikTok when he came back and laid beside me. “So do you want to go another round?” He asked in a sweet voice.

“Trust me Kenny I would love to, but I’m kind of sore right now. Since it was my first time and all.” He tried to shuffle away from me, but it was too late because I could feel his hard-on rubbing against my thigh.

“Oh that’s ok we don’t have to do anything.”

“No I can’t just let you go to sleep like that. Here.” I started backing down towards his lower part.

“No y/n you don’t have to do this.”

“But I want to.” I slowly pulled down his bottoms again and spat in my hand. I started stroking down from the tip to the base.

“Shit y/n that’s so good.” I kitten licked his tip before slowly engulfing his cock. I lifted my head back up with a pop and licked from the base to the top. “Ugh y/n keep going please please.”

I did just as I was told and I put my mouth around his cock, but I went further this time. I hallowed out my cheeks and started bobbing up and down.He grabbed onto the back of my head and pushed me down a little further. I was pretty far back but not to the point where I would choke.

“Oh shit y/n just like that. I’m so close.”

After a few seconds he released in my mouth, and I sucked him dry. I lifted my head up and opened my mouth to show him his cum and then I swallowed it. “Gosh you’re so hot, and you don’t even know.”

“Who said I didn’t know?” I said back. He smiled and I laid back down beside him. “So do you want to be my girlfriend?”

“Are you kidding? I thought you would never ask.”

AN: I don’t know if this is too long or not but I hope you enjoy it. Also this is not proofread, because it’s 2:30 in the morning and I don’t got the time babes. But yeah let me know what you think.

#beta squad #king kenny #chunkz #sharky #niko omilana #aj shabeel #smut #yung filly #london

[cherryo]

Hey I got a request! Can you do a Raph *ROTTMNT* x reader that goes from Fluff to smut? That’s all I know weird request but I’m bored :p

please and thank you!

~ From THATONEROTTMNTFAN💋

hi sweetheart!!! you’re my first ever requestor, so i wanted to make sure it was the best <33 im sorry it took so long, i have two jobs and was pretty busy this week but i worked on it any chance i got!!! this is also my very first smut ive written! 

genre: fluff to smut 

pairing: Rise! Raph x reader

word count: 2,363 !!reader has fem genitalia but they/them pronouns are used and chest was used as a ambigous term!!

warnings: cursing, explicit themes, it’s post movie but no spoilers or mentions of canon movie edits, its simply so Raph is over 18 (it’s about 3 years after, so both reader and Raph are 20! considering Raph is 17 in the movie :)) no big kinks other than size kinks as i didnt want to push too hard and make anyone uncomfortable :)) its sorta proof-read but not entirely but i hope you enjoy!!

Boredom had its grip on you, forcing you to lay on your couch in the apartment you shared with your best friend April. You kept thinking about things to do, nothing seemed appealing right now and you had tried to sleep, multiple times.

 Praying to someone hoping you’d be cured of your boredom, you heard your phone go off. Leaning over the couch to grab it, it had fallen off earlier and you were too lazy to grab it when it originally fell.

 Checking your notifications you saw that Raph had texted you, wondering if you had wanted to have a Jupiter Jim movie marathon. Moving quickly to unlock your phone and text him back saying that he was your savior and that you’d love to come watch Jupiter Jim with him. Jumping up from your position on the couch, throwing on whatever you deemed comfortable enough for movie watching. You had just made it down the ladder when you were met face to face with the savior himself, Raph. you smiled at him and he returned with the cutest smile you’ve ever seen, he went to open his mouth to say something then promptly closed it again, his face going red.

“Yes, Raph?” you prompted him, giving him another tiny smile. you were still holding onto the ladder, waiting patiently for him to get what he wanted out. You always waited for him, sometimes all he needed was a minute and you understood that.

“Uhm,,,,,did you perhaps want me to carry ya? To the lair that is, if you don't want to I understand. You don't have to say yes if ya don’t wanna,,,,,” he stumbled and paused every few words, he was so cute when he was flustered. 

“Sure Raph, I would love to be carried to the lair,” you giggled, it wasn't a rare occurrence that he was flustered by you. Knowing him for three years and dating for 6 months didn't do too much, he was still as nervous and a little awkward when it came to couple-y things. You knew he just needed time to be able to get used to the cutesy things he wanted to do, and he was definitely worth the wait.

Smiling brightly at your agreeance to being carried, he picked you up in one fell swoop. Impressed by the fact that he could carry you on one arm, you gave him a forehead kiss.

“Woooow you're such a strong man, Raph! I love my big strong buff boyfriend,” teasing him slightly, making him go even redder, if that was even possible.

“Thank you, Darlin,” he mumbled, still very flustered at the whole situation. Finally making it to the lair, he set you down as gently as he could. He always worried he would end up forgetting how strong he was and that you’d somehow end up hurt from his hands. 

Even though you constantly reassured him that there's no way he could hurt you unless he seriously wanted to, you’ve seen him petting the small stray cats, he’s nothing but a gentle giant.

“Mikey’s in the kitchen if you want to go an’ say hi,” he said while looking at you, snapping you out of your dream state. He looked at you concerned after you did not respond immediately “hello?” waving his giant hand in front of your face, finally coming back to the real world you simply nodded to his comment about saying hi to Mikey. 

 When you guys got to the kitchen, seeing Mikey by the stove cooking some kind of soup. Walking over to him you noticed, he had made you guys some pizza bites and mozzarella sticks. “Hi Mikey!!” you yelled right into his ear just to spook him, laughing over his girlish scream. He turned and started laughing with you when he realized who it was, he dragged you into a giant hug lifting you off the ground with ease.

“Okay Mikey, you can put them down now” Raph let out a big huff, you caught his eyes noticing how dark they had gotten.

 “Awww is poor, tough, Raph jealous of his baby brother hugging his partner?” somehow, Leo had walked into the kitchen unnoticed. Quite unlike Leo to be making quiet entrances, but the way he was teasing Raph only made Raph more upset.

“Hush Leo, he probably is just ready for the movie marathon and I'm keeping us from watching it,” you snickered, you knew what was going through Raph's mind but you had already teased the poor man enough. Raph had come over to grab your arm and the food, grumbling about something you couldn't hear. You snickered slightly, knowing Raph doesn't usually get grumbly at his brothers must mean that he really needs you. Grabbing his bicep gently, pulling his attention back on you, you gave him a soft smile indicating it was okay. His face softened, smiling sheepishly he realized he was being childish wanting you to not be happy around his brothers.

“Im sorry, i’m just ready to lay in my bed and watch movies with you,,,,,” he trailed off, nodding his head in the direction of his room.

“It’s okay Raph, if anything i found your reaction funny” you reassured him, he sighed with relief while opening the door to his room to let you in. 

you scurried in and jumped on his bed, making his sheets and pillows float up for a second. He just laughed at you, putting the snacks and drinks up, following suit and jumping on the bed next to you. You scream-laughed at him, worried you were going to get squashed but happy he was relaxed again.

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You guys had already watched three movies out of the Jupiter Jim series, every now and again on a scene you both had deemed ‘boring’ to have a make out session (Raph had reminded you in between kisses that no part of the Jupiter Jim movies were boring). Raph being Raph, he was incredibly gentle with you, he kissed you like you were glass. No matter how many times in the past you had stated you wanted him to stop and just let go when you guys were being intimate, he never did, he was so worried about hurting you.

It started with the light kisses turning into the heavy makeout with petting and caressing, Raph had you trapped between his body and his bed. One of his hands held you around the waist to keep you close while the other was roaming around your body, deciding to rest it in your hair. The whole time he was whispering sweet-nothings into your ear saying just how beautiful you were under him, and how you tasted so sweet.

“Do you uhm,,,,” Raph took in a breath, breaking the kiss “do you want to stay like this or go further?”

You grew red at what he was implying, but did you really want to go further? Yes, yes you did, you know anything with Raph will be amazing. Including sex.

“Yes Raph, i want to go further,” you brought him back into another heated kiss, him gasping slightly at you being a bit dominant. He got back into the groove of things after a second of being shocked, he tugged slightly at your shirt, indicating that he wanted it off. You pulled back to look him in the face, his eyes asking the question.

Nodding a silent yes to his question, Raph leaned back so you could sit up properly. As you were taking it off you heard a strained noise, as soon as you got it off Raph pushed you back. He started by kissing your neck and sucking hickey by hickey, slowly making his way down to your chest. He kissed your chest gently at first and only started getting more aggressive and more aggressive in his kisses, leaving little love bites here and there littered on your soft skin.

He stopped his attack on your chest to put his forehead, he sighed shakily not knowing what other to do than to look you in the eyes. He kept opening and closing his mouth, wanting to say something but not knowing how to. You gave him a look that said go on, he looked away and finally spoke.

“Darling, if i keep goin i don't know if i can hold myself back” he wants to go absolutely feral for you, but he knows he can't, he knows he’s big and he knows it would hurt so bad for you.  He wants so badly to just fuck you into the bed, to hear you be able to make no other noises than moans and whimpers. 

“I wanna make you feel so good, darling” he whimpered, he could feel your whole body heating up with the way he was talking to you. “Please Raph, i don't care if you don't hold yourself back, if anything i want you to go for it,” gasping at the way he violently started back up his attacks on your chest mid sentence, slowly making his way down to your center leaving more hickies and love bites in his wake. You seemingly made his resolve break with just that sentence.

He ripped both your pants and underwear down at the same time, showing he was more than ready. Gasping at the cool air, you moaned at the action. Raph had made his way between your legs, licking and sucking on your inner thighs, gently holding you legs up so they wouldn't be resting on his spiky shell. 

"You sound so pretty darlin’" he said while looking up at you from between your legs, you blushed not used to your Raph being so flirtatious. 

He slowly made his way to your center, giving kisses and love bites to your inner thighs as he went up, as soon as he got to his destination he started sucking on your button. 

"Oh fuuuu-" you got caught off as a moan bubbled up, Raph had inserted one of his thick fingers inside of you, twisting and hooking. 

"Please Raph, I need you" you begged, grabbing onto one his hands that held your legs up. You needed his cock, you needed him. You didn't know how much longer you could go on with just his teasing.

“Sorry dear, but i have to stretch you out first and make sure you’re all ready to take me, Im not taking the chance of hurting you more than it already will,” he had stopped his ministrations, he looked sternly at you silently telling you he was not budging on this.

He made you cum multiple times, telling you how good you were being for him and he couldnt wait to fuck you. Finally, he decided you were ready to take him, he made his way up to be face to face with you. He hovered over you, realizing just how tiny you were compared to him. Hell, he covered you with space on both sides of his shoulders. God. he didn't know why that made him harder but it did, he grabbed his cock and started slowly guiding it into you. 

He watched your face for any pain, as soon as it twisted up he stopped and went to pull back out only to be stopped by your hand grabbing his bicep.

“Please keep going, please Raphi can take it,” you begged, looking at him in what he can only describe as pleasure and a twinge of pain. He felt really bad about hurtin you, but god was this feeling so fucking addictive, the way your cunt was suckin him in. the way you begged him to just fuck you anyways despite the pain, forgetting just how big he was he thrusted into you fully. However with how big he was and how small you were, he wasn't able to fully sheath into you, that made him want to just fuck you even harder. 

“Please move,,, raph” moaning his name, the second you asked he start thrustin, he didnt need to be told twice. Finding a rhythm that was good for him, he was dead set on making you feel good first and foremost. He reached down between the two of you to rub circles on your clit, making you moan the loudest you have all night. He could've cum right then and there just from hearing your moans, he started thrusting harder and faster.

“Oh shit, I'm close raph!” you started meeting your hips to his thrusts, your legs were starting to shake. You were so close and you wanted to cum with him, you could tell he was close. His hips and thrusts faltering, he started moaning your name like crazy, telling you how good you were and how good you felt. He was close, his thrusts getting sloppy and sloppier by the second, he wanted to cum inside you so bad but opted to pull out. He made sure you came before he pulled out, the way you shook pushed him over the edge, quickly pulling out and cumming all over your  stomach and thighs. 

Both of you were breathing heavily and flushed, skin hot to the touch and slick with sweat. You smiled at him, reaching up to caress his face, mask discarded sometime during this moment. He looked at you with so much love, he leaned down to kiss your forehead and nose before sitting up. “I'm going to go grab a towel and water, i'll be right back,” you knew he wouldn't be gone for long, and you were right within five minutes he was back with a towel, water and snacks, along with some fresh clothes.

“Yknow, instead of just drying ya off we could just take a shower,” turning to look at you with a certain glint in his eye telling you, you were not going to sleep anytime soon. You jumped up and raced him to the bathroom, squealing and giggling as he ran after you.

God, this turtle was going to be the death of you, but man you can't help but love him and be excited for the future ahead of you.

#Chasewrites #2018!tmnt #rottmnt raph #rottmnt x reader #raph x reader #rottmnt fluff #rottmnt smut #rottmnt #rise raph #rottmnt rapheal

[yawnzzznnn]

helloo are requests open? can i request boyfriend a-z with james from trainee a? thanks so much !!!

♡James A - Z♡

♡Special thanks too: anon, trainee a, James

♡Note: sorry this took so long I had a skin condition going on it's cleared up now and it no longer hurts to hold my phone

♡Taglist: @leoonoa - @mxlly143 - @wonootnoot

♡cw: kissing : affection : mentions of pda : mentions of jealousy :

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A - affection (how affectionate are they)

Extremely, he's always hanging off you, or pulling on your arm for attention.

B - boyfriend points (cute things they do)

Sometimes when he's bored, he'll randomly call out for you but say nothing, or he'll (if he's laying on the floor) crawl over to you and "accidentally" trip you then trap you into cuddling with him.

C - comfort (how comforting are they)

He's not very good with his words when it comes to comforting so he tends to stick with affection and gently rub you're arm or back while letting you get out what's got you upset.

D - dreams (there future with you)

He imagined like 9 kids a giant house with 8 dogs and 4 cats with a few fish.

E - everlasting (how long will y'all last)

As long as you want him, he'll stay with you till you get tired of him and move on.

F - friendship (how long were you two friends)

For a few months before he confessed, he only talked with you because he's seen you around and you became a small(read: huge) crush.

G - games (couple games they play with you)

He's all for games, I mean if he could he'd play games 24 hours with you, but his favorite is even tho it's childish is tag he loves chasing you around.

H - hugs (how often do they crave hugs)

365 24/7 none stop he loves hugs whenever he can attach to you he will.

I - I love yous (who was the first person to say I love you)

He was, spontaneously he just yelled it out one day, like actually yelled, the two of you were watching TV when suddenly you heard a gasp from next to you a very loud "I love you!" Following right after.

J - jealousy (how jealous are they?)

He can get self conscious, so instead of getting mad jealous he'll get sulky and make sad little comments asking why you even like him.

K - kisses (kinds of kisses they give)

Cheek kisses and lip kisses are his favorite when he can't reach either he'll put his eye close to you and blink leaving butterfly kisses.

L - lazy days (lazy days with them)

Lazy days are rare, he's super hyper so to get him chill it happens rarely, but when they do happen he likes to cuddle and play a random game on his phone while you're head rests on his chest.

M - mornings (mornings with them)

You wake up way before him, so you'd get all you're stuff done and get ready letting him sleep more before you gently shake him awake.

N - nicknames (nicknames for one another)

He calls you the weirdest nicknames he can think of you're not "babe, baby, honey" or anything sweet you're "stink"

O - opening up (how fast did they open up to you)

A few months after being friends before you started dating when he opened up to you that's when he confessed.

P - PDA (public display of affection)

The most he'll do is hand holding but only the pinkies.

Q - quality time (how they spend time with you)

Whenever he gets free time he's by you're side so you often play games or do what he likes.

R - romance (how romantic are they)

3/10 on the romantic scale he can be if it's an important event but he's nowhere near romantic on a normal day.

S - support (how supportive are they)

You're #1 Fan he hypes you up like no other.

T - thrill (how thrilled are they about you)

When he was in trainee a they often complained since he never shut up about you, he'd brag even if you just flipped you're hair over you're shoulder.

U - understanding (how understanding are they)

He's went through a lot as a trainee that really opened his eyes moving from one place to another and forcing himself to learn a whole new language changed his view on a lot of stuff.

V - value (how much they value you)

He values you like he values life, to him you're everything and need to cherished.

W - wild card (random head cannon)

He loves teaching you his native tongue whenever you get something right he'll give you a round of applause.

X - xylophone (your couple song)

Promise by jimin

Y - you (what they think of you)

He thinks you're an angel he thinks so highly of you.

Z - zzz (naps with them)

Naps with him consist of cuddling (him on you to keep you warm) his hand gently under you're head to act as a pillow and the other hand is interlocked with yours.

#answersᝰ.ᐟ #anons ִֶָ 𓂃⊹ ִֶָ #kpop trainee #trainees #trainee #trainee a fanfics #trainee a imagines #trainee a james #trainee a x reader #trainee a one shots #trainee a scenarios #ta x reader #ta x you #ta one shots #ta scenarios #ta imagines #james x reader #James one shots #james scenarios

[melaninmight]

playtime

— Villain All Might/All Smite | wc: 3k

— “i just wanna play with your body.”

▹ listening: play with me — rendevous at two

ఇ synopsis: after weeks apart, you finally get your fun w/ the man you love to hate

ఇ cw: masturbation, p*ssy lapping, sub!reader, dom!smite, cuffing

Another night, another headache.

You had returned home from yet another excruciating day at work. Kicking your shoes off and hanging your keys, you heaved a sigh before making your way to the kitchen.

Now in the kitchen, you pulled out the water from the refrigerator and poured it in your cup, you took slow sips, chugging the cool beverage down your throat ‘til it was no more.

You set your cup down on the counter before grabbing your purse and head to your bedroom. The sight of a clean room put a smile on your face; the least of your worries was coming home to a messy, undamaged crib.

Setting your purse on the bed, you unpacked your belongings and put them away in their respective places, hanging your purse on the purse rack where it hung with the rest of your most worn/favorite bags.

You then strode towards the curtains, looking out the window that displayed a beautiful view of the city, the moonlight shining down on you as you watched in awe as the night shined with city lights. Unknowingly, you placed your hand on the window, your mind drifting to thoughts of him.

It’s been 2 weeks since you last saw the Symbol of Discord (no, seeing him pop up on the news didn’t count). Despite budding heads and the non-existent common ground, you slowly found yourself growing fond of his company, not to mention the man was very good at sex.

And you couldn’t lie, no matter the denial, you were missing him.

Pulling away from the windows, you stood on your tippy toes and drew the curtains forward to cover the window so your nosy neighbors couldn’t sneak a peek. You walked towards the closet and peered through your clothes, some piled on the floor due to your laziness not to finish laundry.

While you looked through your clothes, your eyes and brows rose when you stumbled across a red-laced lingerie piece with heart-shaped garter belts.

Holding it up, your face flushed; you remembered your best friend mailed this to you as a gift from America.

You giggled at the small note she left on top of the box.

“Just in case you decide to feel sexy, this’ll get your man feral. Expect to be slapped with complaints later. Love ya! x”

Oh how you missed her.

Perhaps it was a sign that you should put your confidence to the test. Indeed, you were a tough cookie when it came to standing your ground, yet intimacy was one that made you shy. Even though it wasn’t your first rodeo, the thought of it made you feel like a virgin all over again.

‘Should I text him and tell him to come over?’

Sighing softly, after shooting him a quick text, you held the outfit as you stood up and walked towards the bathroom to freshen up.

✼　 ҉ 　✼　 ҉ 　✼

Time flown by and you had finished putting yourself together for the evening.

Sitting on the bed, you had checked your phone to check if he replied to your message:

You: Heyy, just got off of work. Wanna come over?

Delivered 02:46

You took a deep breath and turned off your phone, setting it on the bedside table before flopping your back down on the soft sheets, your eyes staring up at the ceiling as you watched the fan spin around, the room dimmed with red from your LED lightstrips.

You refrain yourself from overthinking whether he suddenly got bored and crashed at someone else’s crib.

Despite you both not being clear on the status of the relationship (or, whatever y’all got going on), you couldn’t help but grow agitated that he left you hanging.

Sure, you understood who you were dealing with, but never could you have imagined how difficult it was gaining his attention.

You stifled a yawn, covering your mouth as you did so, before rising up and making your way back to the bathroom again. Looking at the mirror, you checked yourself out; your body in the red-lace lingerie piece with the garter belt stockings hugging your figure, your makeup not too cakey, your braids loose as they freely hang down to your plump ass.

You couldn’t lie, you felt and looked sexy. A part of you was excited to see his reaction.

Perhaps, you were too excited to see him. If he was coming.

The night was still young, so why waste it when you can have some fun by your lonesome to pass the time?

Grabbing your purple, dick-shaped vibrator from the side drawer of your dresser, you laid yourself back onto your bed, your back meeting the soft comforter. With your legs spread, you turned the toy on and placed it at the center of your p*ssy, the low vibrations grazing your cl*t.

You bit your lip, holding in your moans as you shifted on your bed, twisting and turning as your body shook with pleasure. One hand gripped the vibrator while the other gripped the sheets in a tight hold, a shaky whimper escaped your mouth.

Your mind was fogged with wet imaginations, picturing Smite sneering down at you, pounding you hard as you screamed and cried out his name, your fingers clawing his back as he made sure that you wouldn’t walk the next day.

You moaned his name, your hips shaking profusely as you pressed the vibrator against your cl*t, your juices squirting around it, some dropped onto the sheets.

Tossing the vibrator to the side, you stared up at the ceiling, chest rising up and down each time you took a breath.

But, you weren’t done.

You rose up out of the bed to grab the full length mirror that stood beside your closet. Picking it up, you walked back over and set it flat on the bed, sticking your dick-shaped vibrator on the mirror so it’d sit up.

Crawling back on the bed, you moved the panty line of the lingerie to the side, aligning  your ass against the tip of the vibrator, rubbing your wet entrance on the toy before slowly slamming down on it.

Once adjusted, you began to ride yourself up and down on the toy, the low vibrations making your folds squelch tightly. You imagined yourself riding the villain’s hard, throbbing cock, followed by the sounds of your jiggling ass slapping against his cum-filled balls.

The thought of the villain calling you derogatory names whilst slapping your ass, praising your ability of taking in all of him. The empty threats he’d whisper in your ear, sending bolts of pleasure throughout your body as he quickened his pace, pounding you so hard, he’d be sure to paralyze you.

These thoughts sent you into an absolute frenzy, the mixed sounds of your breathy moans and ass clapping as it hit the mirror echoed in the room. Before you knew it, your orgasm had already come, your juices splattering all over the vibrator and the mirror.  

Pulling out of the toy, your sweaty body shook indefinitely as you struggled trying to catch a breath.

“That was an excellent performance, kitten.~”

Very quickly did you turn around to the sound of a familiar deep voice, catching sight of electric-blue irises staring back at your widened ones, a large bulky shadow looming from the shadows.

Face burning in utmost embarrassment, you reached for the nearest pillow to throw at him.

“Y-You sneaky motherfucker!” you softly exclaimed.

The pillow was nowhere near his reach, only grazing the tip of his boots, making the villain snicker slyly as he bent over to pick it up. He found it adorable when you scolded him for showing up out of the blue. Although a part of him felt bad for not responding to your text earlier, his discreet entrance felt worthwhile since he enjoyed watching his kitten pleasuring herself at the thought of him.

Like hell he was gonna admit it to your face.

With a smirk, Smite strode towards you, his large frame towering over yours as his grin turned Cheshire. Your eyes closed shut and face flushed, you felt his eyes swallow your frame up and down. Before you could react, his hand slithered around your waist, pulling you up to his chest.

He lowered his face on the crook of your neck, his nose tickled with the scent of warm vanilla and brown sugar.

“H-Hey,” you squeaked, hands grasping his shirt.

Smite let out a low growl as his teeth grazed on her skin, leaving behind purple marks coating her neck.

“Someone was eager for Daddy to come home” he purred, a sly smirk forming his lips. He aligned his face to hers, his breath fanning the side of your face as he left a kiss on your flushed cheek.

You peeked one eye open, your lips quivering when his large hands gilded against your skin, sending goosebumps throughout your body.

“N-No way,” you whimpered. “I-I didn’t think you’d come.”

Smite chuckled. “Well, you thought wrong, kitten..”

You shivered when you felt his warm breath fanning your ear, his teeth nipped the tip of your ear.

“Because I am here to play.”

Without hesitation, he picked you up in his arms, his hands cupping and squeezing your ass as he leaned down to lock his lips with yours. The kiss was rough, but passionate, and you hesitantly reciprocated the passion.

The man growled against your lips, his tongue making way into your mouth to dance with yours, swallowing your moans and whimpers. You wrapped your legs around his lower body, small hands slithering up his body to clutch onto his broad shoulders.

You were so lost in the heated kiss that, before you knew it, he pulled away from the kiss and gently threw you back onto the bed, your back hitting the soft comforter.

Sitting on your knees, you gazed up at the behemoth of a man, your face flushed, lips throbbing and wet from the kiss. Smite felt his cock twitching behind the fabric of his pants, aching to make its way inside you, causing his throat to vibrate into a growl.

His electric-blue irises appeared from the shadow of his eyes, taking in every inch of your body hugged up in the lingerie. He couldn’t deny the fact that you were, indeed, beautiful and sexy in that lacey red fabric, your innocent expression begging to be put into submission. And he was loving every bit of it.

Inside his pocket was a pair of fluffy red handcuffs he managed to snag from an adult retail store. He was waiting for the night to come when he’d cuff you to the bed and did whatever he pleased. His large hand reached inside his pocket to retrieve the cuffs, and when he took ‘em out, he almost laughed at the sudden change of your expression from flushed to shock.

Your eyes kept going back and forth between Smite and the cuffs trapped in his hand. A swell of mixed feelings filled your stomach; while a part of you was telling you to object, the curiosity grew on the other side, excitement almost getting the best of you as you wanted to experience the thrill of being cuffed onto the bed as the Symbol of Discord played and feasted on you. The thought alone had your pussy throbbing, a wet spot slowly growing on the panty line of the lingerie.

You did your best to cover up your lust by pressing your thighs together, but unfortunately, Smite wasn’t slow as he caught wind of your excitement.

“D’aww, is kitty excited to play?” he teased, his Cheshire-like grin appearing on his face.

You remained speechless. You wanted to clapback, but words couldn’t form.

Flustered, your eyes fell down to your clasped hands resting on your thighs as your body shook from internal ecstasy.

Though you were embarrassed to admit it, the man took advantage of your expression as a sign that you were excited. His large hand grabbed both of your wrists and dragged you to the end of the bed, raising them up to where he’d cuff your hands to the headboard of the bed.

You showed no signs of resistance, much to his content.

His eyes peered down to your thighs pressed together to cover up your wetness, his large tongue trailed through to moisturize his dry lips, his cock twitching behind his jeans as his hunger for you grew.

You flexed your wrists against the cuffs, your heart racing at the anticipation of the villain’s touch, of what he intended to do to you. Perhaps your anticipation came at the right time when he slowly trailed his finger from your chest down to your stomach, sending shivers across your skin.

A shaky breath escaped your lips, reeling your head back against the pillow.

Smite grinned, tracing his finger further down to your lower body ‘til it reached your p*ssy.

“Getting wet for me already, huh kitten?” he chuckled as he slowly inserted two large fingers inside your wet folds, pumping ‘em in and out of you before inserting a third.

“Wha- N-No,” you whimpered.

This only prompted the villain to fasten his pace, your folds squelching with each pump, leaving you gasping and moaning breathlessly. No matter of denial can take away the pleasure you were feeling, and he made sure of it.

Smite growled with satisfaction, his other hand pulling down the fly of his jeans before resting on his briefs, rubbing his cock against the fabric. He could feel how heavy and thick his member grew, his angst increasing with a stifled groan.

“I- c-close...” you cried, breaths coming in shaky as your body shook from your high.

Removing his fingers, he stared in awe at his work, his fingers glazed with your juices. With closed eyes, his large tongue swept up to clean up his (or rather, your) mess, his throat heaving a satisfied groan, savoring your taste.

Your sight was fuzzy, face burning with fluster, chest rising with each breath you released. Flexing your wrists against the cuffs, you rose a foot to his briefs, toes slowly grazing the outline of his hard member, a breathy giggle leaving your lips.

Smite sneered down at you, forcing you to stop and quiver underneath his stare.

His large hand wrapped around your foot, his thumb leaving small tickles that left you biting your lip to prevent yourself from laughing.

“Oh, you think that’s funny?” the man growled, his other hand rose to leave a harsh SLAP! on your thigh.

“N-Ngh! Not so…” you whined. “H-Hard, you idiot!”

A booming laugh shook the room.

“Relax, kitten. Playtime is about to begin,” he cooed, clutching your lingerie with both of his large hands and ripped it off of you without hesitation. Granted, you were gonna scold him for ruining your friend’s gift, though you doubt he gave two shits.

You arch your back when his hands groped your breasts, fingers tugging and pinching your sensitive nipples. A breathy gasp left your mouth as he leaned forward and latched a nipple in his mouth, sucking and rolling it with his warm tongue, before returning the same treatment to the other.

He’d let go of your nips with a ‘pop’ before licking his way down your stomach and thighs, leaving love bites in his wake. Finally, he had reached his destination, his eyes staring down at the wetness galore of your p*ssy, his mouth watering.

“Fuck, this pussy’s too good not to resist,” he praised.

Leaning forward, he nuzzled his nose against your entrance, you felt his warm breath tickling your folds. Next thing you knew, you were met with the warmth of his thick tongue swiping across your cl*t, releasing a breathy whimper.

“A-Ah, n-not there,” you cried. You were about to lay your hands against his blond locks, but had forgotten that you were trapped in cuffs, leaving you powerless and defenseless against the villain.

Smite took his time savoring the sweet taste of you, his groans vibrating your wet folds with each lap, the corners of his mouth coated in your juices.

A mixture of your whimpers and his loud gulps echoed the room.

Your mind was in a daze, too foggy to comprehend. Him eating you out had no business feeling this damn good. So much so that you felt another orgasm coursing through your body, sprinkling his mouth and face with more juices.

The man smirked against your p*ssy, lapping up every ounce of your sweet nectar before letting go of your small bud with a ‘pop.’

Pulling away, he watched as your expression contorted into one of pure bliss and pleasure. Your face flushed, tongue slightly sticking out of your mouth, tears filling your eyes, chest rising with each shaky breath. If that wasn’t the lewdest expression he’d seen out of you, he might as well take a picture to look back at his work.

“My my, what a messy girl you are~. You better be grateful that Daddy is here to clean up your mess,” he chuckled in amusement, licking away any leftover juice remaining on his lips.

You shot him a soft glare, not fond of his cockiness.

He churned his head slightly.

“Aww, don’t look at me like that, kitten.”

He leaned down close to your face, his lips brushing against yours.

“Besides… we’re just getting started.”

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a/n :: it feels good to upload another fic. july was probably the busiest (and worst) month to endure as i was competing in academic olympics while balancing my mental health. here’s a gentle reminder that it’s okay to take breaks and take care of yourself. <3 

p.s. ::  a HUGE thank you for 100 followers! never would i imagine of reaching such a milestone.. i’m genuinely so happy that there are peps out there who read, interact, and enjoy my content. it gives me the motivation to continue writing for y’all!

*virtual huggies and kissies* i love y’all sm, and once again, thank you~ ! (´ε｀ )♡

p.s. (2) :: this fic is also published on ao3 ;)

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[darkthingshappen]

No. 7 THE WAY YOU SHAKE AND SHIVER

@whumptober

Follows from this Merry Whump of May post.

As ALWAYS, thanks to the AMAZING @whumpcereal for the beta. And to my whumperful crew that always cheers me on: @oddsconvert and @sparrowsage as well as @quietly-by-myself. Y'all are the best!

Warnings for character death, violence, threat of murder, aftermath of torture.

Shaking Hands | Seizures | Silent Panic Attack

Whumpee walked silently behind Whumper.  His hands shook, and the chains around his wrists rattled.  His wrists had never healed right after whumper had broken them.  He’d followed through on his threat and hung Whumpee from his broken wrists in the barn which had become his new home.  He didn’t think he’d ever forget the pain of hanging from broken wrists. 

His hands were mostly useless now for any fine motor task.  His fingers had curled and petrified into place.  The tremors that ran through his hands were often painful, like an electric tingle running from the tips of his fingers and up and down his arms.    

He knew about electricity too.  That was one of Whumper’s favorite things to do to him while he hung from the wooden beam.  He’d shock him with a picana over and over and over.  Whumpee had never even heard of a picana before Whumper took him.  He fucking hated it.  He’d lost count of the amount of electrical burns his body bore now as a result of that specific toy. 

How long had it been?  Enough for his fingers to stop really working.  Enough for him to stop fighting and just do as he was told.  

Whumpee stumbled as Whumper yanked on the chain.  Luckily, he didn’t fall.  

“Come on, move it you lazy brat,” Whumper growled.  

Whumpee had almost forgotten what it was like to be in normal society.  Whumper lived so far out in the country that Whumpee hadn’t seen a soul the entirety of his captivity.  Not one.  The only thing he was let out of the barn for were these occasional hunting trips.  Whumper didn’t have a dog.  He had Whumpee and a really long length of chain.  

Whumpee hated hunting.  He saw himself in every dead animal he was forced to retrieve.  How long until it was him at the other end of Whumper’s rifle?  With each step, he felt like he was walking one step closer to his grave.  

“Here we are, lazy bones.”

Whumpee looked up.  There was a long, narrow hole in the ground in front of him. It wasn’t too deep, but it was clear someone had dug it themselves.  Whumper tugged him to the edge of the hole.  

“Now, we’ve had a pretty good run, you and I, but this is the end of the line.  You’re rather useless now, and I think it’s for the best that I put you down.  “

“Wha-? N-no.  No please.  I’ll be good.  I’ll do whatever you want.  I’ve been good.  I have.  I’ve gotten all your birds and rabbits.  P-please.  I even got that deer last week.”

“That deer didn’t hardly weigh anything, and you barely got it through the door.  You’ve been a good stress reliever, but it’s time for me to find a new assistant.  Now, on your knees.  Don’t make this difficult.”

Whumpee could feel the panic rising.  No.  No, he would not just kneel down and be shot so that he could fall into some prepared grave.  But Whumper was right?  His hands were useless after all the abuse he’d endured.  Still, maybe if he got away?  Got actual medical aid?  Maybe he could be fixed?  He couldn’t do that if he was dead.

“Now! On your knees now, or I’ll shoot you where you stand.”

Whumpee shook, his head snapping up at the horrible order.  He had nothing left.  Nothing at all.  Fear and panic bloomed inside of him and he couldn’t move.  He felt his heart race beyond what he thought possible, and he couldn’t seem to catch his breath.  He didn’t want to die, especially not like this - shot by his tormentor and dumped in a desolate unmarked grave.  No.  No, he couldn’t just lay down and die.  

He stumbled a bit as he moved closer to Whumper, but he didn’t move to stand in front of the grave.  He couldn’t.  

Whumpee took a shaky breath and steeled his resolve.  He looked up and met Whumper’s eyes for the first time in months.  Fast as lightning he ducked under the rifle pointed at him and barreled his shoulder into Whumper.  It wasn’t like it was going to work.  He was going to die out here.  Today.  But he wouldn’t go down without putting up some sort of fight, some small resistance.  No one would ever know.  He’d be buried out here where no one could find him.  But Whumpee would know, even as their blood pooled beneath them and their vision grayed–they would know that they didn’t die beaten.  

But then, Whumper was falling, stumbling backwards toward the grave.  Whumpee couldn’t hear anything because of the ringing in their ears.  The gun had gone off, and now there seemed to be no sound.  

The grave had evidently been dug to whumpee’s proportions.  Whumper was almost a head taller than Whumpee.  As he stumbled backwards with the force of Whumpee’s unexpected blow, Whumper’s head caught on the outside ledge of the hole.  

Whumpee didn’t hear the sickening crunch of bones as Whumper’s neck snapped.  But he saw the shocked expression on the man’s face, saw the smoke still rising from the end of the rifle, saw the larger man’s body suddenly go completely slack and the rifle slip from his limp hands.

Whumpee knelt on the ground at the edge of the hole, just staring.  His ears were still ringing, but he could just make out the gasps that Whumper was making as he tried to pull in a breath with muscles that no longer responded.  He saw the man’s eyes turn red as his blood vessels burst from lack of oxygen.  He watched in disbelief as the Whumper’s body twitched, and then there came a sickening rattle of breath from the man’s mouth.  

Then, it really was quiet.  

Whumpee still couldn’t move.  They kept their gaze fixed on the unblinking eyes in front of them, certain it was a trick and that Whumper was going to start laughing at them and shoot them dead.  

The seconds ticked by and turned into minutes.  Whumper didn’t move, their body resting in a grave meant for their victim.  A bird flitted down and sat at the edge of the grave before giving a loud chirp.  The sudden sound was loud after all the stillness, and it startled Whumpee out of their fear and disbelief.  

He moved slowly as he crept toward the body.  He took the gun with his bound hands and pulled it away from Whumper.  When Whumper made no move to hold on to it, Whumpee moved more confidently.  He pawed at Whumper’s clothes until he felt the outline of Whumper’s hunting knife. Maybe his hands were ruined, but he still had to try.  

Whumpee’s numb fingers shook as he tried and failed over and over to cut the ropes around his wrists.  Tears ran down his cheeks as the sun started to dip beneath the horizon.  It was going to get cold soon, and Whumpee had no idea where they really were.  The truck was about a mile or two back near the trailhead.  

Whumpee finally managed to get the knife pinned between his knees so that he could cut the ropes off of his wrists.  Once his hands were free, he clawed at Whumper’s pockets until he found the keys to the dead man’s truck.  Without a backward glance, he gathered the gun, hunting knife and keys and turned from his tormentor and started walking.  It didn’t matter how long it took or if he even found the damn car.  He was alive.  He was free.  

#whumptober2022 #no.7 #shaking hands #silent panic attack #OC #whumpee #whumper #original fiction #fic #violence #mild gore #character death #threats of murder #continuation of merry whump of may #captivity #kidnapping #whump #whump community #whump writer #whumpblr

[princecharmingtobe]

Didn’t want to derail the last post but I did want to address something regarding the “gifted kid” discourse.

I see a lot of people talking about how gifted kids were given extra attention, help, resources, etc. And I want to point out that this can vary greatly from place to place.

I was put in the program in middle school, and my experience was no extra help or attention, just extra work. The reasoning I remember our parents being given was “They’ll get bored and their grades will fall if they aren’t challenged enough.” so we got these extra assignments, essays, work packets, etc. on top of the regular coursework. And often our teachers couldn’t help us with it cause it wasn’t part of their curriculum, and they were busy with the regular work. So we were just expected to do all this extra, more advanced work on top of everything else. And then when my grades just suffered more for it, and I had breakdowns crying over how much I had to do and how I barely understood any of it? Well I was just lazy, just wasn’t trying, wasn’t living up to my potential. 

Then in high school we stopped getting the extra work and were instead funneled into the AP/Honors classes. Which I still struggled with. I was consistently failing those classes, and then ended up having to take the regular classes to make up for the ones I’d failed the year before (because there was no making up those specific classes). And I actually did pretty well in those, but they would not let me drop out of the program. I desperately just wanted to take normal classes where I didn’t feel like a fucking idiot all the time, but they insisted it would be “bad” for me, that I’d be wasting my Potential, that I just wasn’t trying hard enough. I barely graduated, and only really did because some of my teachers took pity on me and used any excuse they could to squeeze extra points out of my assignments.

It left me with a lot of issues, I literally freeze up any time I have to do anything resembling school work. Nothing like getting triggered at the doctor’s office cause they want you to fill out some paperwork regarding your medical history. Oh no, I’m going to get a bad grade in medical history! :P

So yeah, please keep that in mind when talking about “gifted kid” discourse? We weren’t all given special treatment. Some of us were just given harder work and then punished for struggling with it.

[troglobite]

i'm bored & in a permanent Stand By Mode bc of Life Situations, so for absolutely nobody but me, a comprehensive ranking and review of all villagers who have lived on my very first ever acnh island, illyria

ranked from worst to best for those currently on my island, i've also included their current catchphrases.

29. huck

-500000000/10. he was the worst. his face and nasty grey and yellow design made me nauseous. he was obnoxious and irritating. his house was ugly. i was forced to take him as my first smug villager. i resented him every single day. i even tried to give him a chance, and i just hated him all the more bc he kept saying and "translating" specifically spanish words incorrectly. i hated his guts. i hit him with nets, locked him inside his house and in random spots around the island whenever i saw him. i ran inside when he'd try to talk to me. and this was all before i even knew how many cool and adorable villagers were out there. that is how much i hate huck.

28. joey

0/10 i didn't interact with him at all. he was an autofill that happened purely by accident. tammy moved out and i fucked up time traveling and he moved in. i was DEVASTATED. however i got SO LUCKY. i jumped ahead two weeks to kickstart the moveout process and instead i got blanche in my campsite. i spent a few hours getting her to kick joey out. anyway, i didn't have time to develop a personal hatred of joey, but his appearance Upsets me. what's w the eyebrows and the dead eyes? no shade, but the diaper looks WEIRD when no other villagers really wear bottoms except for the superhero looking ones. what's your deal, dude?

27. rhonda

2/10 initially she was fine, but she ended up getting in fights with katt and vivian and flora all the time, so i grew to dislike her. initially i was like "oh cool, i like her white and purple design" but eventually she just got weird to look at. her catchphrase is bigfoot and that was. idk man it got weird after a while. i didn't really get along w her. i let her leave p much as soon as she asked, iirc.

26. benedict

3/10 he was a cutie. his cheeks looked silly. he was mostly sad all the time? and talked abt bugs too much. i know that's what the lazy villagers do, but truly he was OBSESSED. like i had sasha later on--benedict was OBSESSED, okay? and truly he mostly cried and was hurt and sad by the other residents of the island. it just didn't work out.

25. pinky

4/10 i went into the villager hunt without really any idea who i was looking for. this was quite early on. she's so forgettable i literally got to position 18 on the list before i realized i hadn't ranked her yet. whoops. she also had the MOST annoying habit of sitting EXACTLY WHERE I WAS TERRAFORMING. EVERY TIME!!!!! fucking maddening. she's also the only villager i've had that was significantly taller than my character, and i didn't really like it. she had her cute moments, though.

24. wolfgang

5/10 he was fine. i found him on a nmt island. i had no complaints. he was okay. his house was nice. but he was quite boring. i took him bc i didn't feel like continuing to hunt or look for anyone on nookazon (or whoever i wanted simply wasn't available on nookazon). truly just straight down the middle unremarkable. he was mainly a proof of concept that i could have a cranky villager as long as it was a wolf, bc the voice combo for them doesn't make me feel sick (butch the dog's voice makes me feel so nauseous). he was also the cranky to teach me all the reactions.

23. rosie

6/10 listen it's going to be increasingly difficult to rank all the villagers i've really liked. rosie was fine. she was in the campsite, i took her bc she was fun and interesting and purple (fight me) and i was bored. i believe she kicked out agnes? anyway, she was fun. i liked her. she didn't really offer anything unique and eventually her face kinda freaked me out. but she was fun.

22. lopez

7/10 beautiful eyes, look, hair, horns, everything darling. what a gorgeous lad. i'm not fond of orange so there's that. he was the first smug i allowed to stick around long enough to teach me all the reactions. he was fun while he lasted, but eventually it was just that his vibe didn't mesh with illyria's vibe. such is life. but he was a fun get from the campsite. i went through a brief campsite phase, i guess. lol

21. audie

8/10 fun and silly w a cool backstory and house but as you can see from the above, i'm not fond of orange. i eventually got sick of her design. she was also kind of aloof for some reason? it was odd. idk we never got THAT close. i found her on an island and took her bc i was like "oh she's named after that grandma!" so that was fun.

20. shino

8/10 once again v cute and fun. the novelty of her design was v cool. i was v excited to have found her on an island. i was looking for dobie but i figured i'd take her bc she'd sell for a lot on nookazon which would help me either buy or find dobie. she was really fun to have around while i had her! i also got to redesign her house which was nice. she was also kind of aloof, but i think i got her picture p quickly. so y'know, fun times.

19. whitney

8/10 just pretend all these 8/10 villagers are separated by .1 every time. lol whitney has a v pretty design and a lovely purple home interior. she was surprisingly sweet for a snooty villager and she gave me her photo quickly, too. she was chill but loved hanging out. i really enjoyed her. i almost took her a second time recently but meh. lol i think i had her at the same time as wolfgang briefly? not sure. but the trio of wolves, if it happened, was surely fun. she and vivian at least really got along which was cute.

18. ione

8/10 love her design (apart from her silly hair lol) and her eyes when she got shocked or excited were so cute. i amiibo'd her in to replace aurora. she also gave me the idea for the area around her house which ended up being really pretty. the redesign of her house was like, kind of meh. but it worked. anyway, i had her a good long while. she was cute and fun to have around.

17. sasha

9/10 he took SO LONG to ask me for a catchphrase, a greeting, and a nickname! SO LONG! i did find him on an island though which was special. and his eyes were literally so fucking cute that i hemmed and hawed abt letting him go for AGES. his dialogue got stale quickly, but he definitely didn't talk abt bugs as much as benedict did. he was more about the food which was significantly cuter to me. i also built him an entire sweets and plushies shop in front of his house. all v fun and cute. allowed me to explore my saccharine sweet side.

16. tammy

9/10 what a DELIGHT of a cub villager. she looks sassy and silly and yet So Fucking Chill. dream blunt rotation, y'know what i mean? i don't like yellow but i loved her. she never got in fights with other villagers. she and cat got along. she even got along w vivian. her house was really cute--i loved that we had some of the same furniture. i just loved having her around. i don't even remember how she came to move to the island, but it might've been an autofill or a really quick villager hunt. she's not someone i would've taken had i known the breadth of villagers available, but i'm so glad i had her on the island. i love her.

15. claudia

9/10 one of the first villagers i found on a nmt island after i was forced to take huck. i had so much trouble letting claudia go--i convinced a friend to take her bc she's a tiger and therefore technically a cat and fit her entirely cat island aspiration. lol i LOVE her purple and pink design. child me would've wanted as much merch of her as possible bc of the pink and purple shit. lol she was fun and kind and funny and i liked her house and her music. she and vivian were friendly. lol

14. kiki

9/10 maybe i just haven't built up a relationship with her yet, but she's the lowest scoring current resident of illyria. she just keeps saying/doing shit where i'm like ??? okay? excuse me? initially she was PRECIOUS. she was a campsite move in and i used her to kick out ione (i have like 5 ione amiibos, it's fine lol). i love her design for the most part but i DO regret giving her hats in the hopes they would be cute on her--they are not. why do only the beanies cover up cats' ears and NO OTHER HATS? it looks so stupid! anyway she's fun, she's cute, i like her. but really i mostly knocked it out of the park with her HOUSE. i redesigned the fuck out of that hideous monstrosity and it's SO CUTE, especially the outside. she hasn't asked me for a catchphrase yet and instead just took goldie's which is RIDICULOUS. it's woof!

13. blanche

9/10 MY BIRTHDAY TWIN! MY SAVIOR WHO KICKED OUT JOEY! i love her. she was so wonderful to have. i love her design, she's gorgeous. she and vivian were great friends. she got along with everyone. celebrating our birthdays together was so cool. her house was cute, too, esp in a time before we could redesign them. i was v grateful to have her and i was sad to let her leave. but i think i made sure she went to someone's island instead of getting voided. it's been a long time so idr. lol

12. agnes

9/10 the only pig whomst i love. what a fun gorgeous design. the sickeningly fashionable black/pink color combo? her cool af house and interior? her sassy vibes and how much she loved me and hanging out w me? impeccable, unstoppable, amazing. there's nothing to say except i loved having her around. found her on an island, and am so glad that i took her.

11. aurora

9/10 my darling sweetie pie, siblings w roald, cutie darling who was so round and sweet and cute. i got her off of nookazon to match roald so they could be siblings and i moved them nextdoor to each other briefly and their interactions were ADORABLE. eventually life on the island got a little stale so i wanted to shake things up. i had (have) 4 normal/sweet villagers, and i'd given aurora a vacation home and just felt that anything i built her was going to be. eh, idk, weird or not fit on the island. but luckily someone on nookazon who DESPERATELY wanted aurora, the way i had, took her from me. they loved what aurora was wearing and we celebrated happily that she went to a great loving home ☺️

10. roald

9/10 one of my two original starters. round meme boi who loved exercise and is round af. i love him. he's silly and sweet and stupid. he looks SO GOOD in the outfits i give him. it's adorable. i redesigned his house a few times to make it acceptable for a penguin who loves exercise. lol he's been getting a little boring lately, like he doesn't quite fit, but he's literally been on the island SINCE ITS INCEPTION. some of the very first screenshots/pictures i have from acnh in march 2020 include him!!! if i decide to let him go, he HAS to go to someone specifically. i can't void my perfect blue round boi. his catchphrase has been the same for years, as well: gaymerz.

9. flora

10/10 i was SO SAD to let her go, but for whatever reason, i decided to. luckily, she autofilled on a friend's island so i was able to visit her later on!!! she recognized me and we chatted and i about cried bc she's so fucking sweet. something abt her is just unbearably endearing. yes she talked abt popstar stuff, but more often she just talked abt fashion and friends. she was SO CUTE. she loved giving me nicknames and asking for catchphrases. her house was so cute. and her favorite song became MY favorite song for a while! kk condor. it's so fucking good. anyway, i love flora, i love my darling. i hope she had a nice time on the island of lesbos. if she's still there, i hope she's having a good time. if she left, i hope she got delivered or voided somewhere else nice. 💜

THIS IS WHERE THINGS BECOME NEARLY IMPOSSIBLE

8. poppy

10/10 her design is so unbearably cute. her little tail. her ears. the color red she is. her little FACE. her tiny little v mouth! her autumn-themed home! how adorable she looks in all the outfits i give her! she's been v sweet to me. i wanted her VERY badly back in 2020. a (former) friend of mine found her on a villager hunt and took her just for me. before they reset their island, they made it so poppy was ready to move out so i could take her. i've had her ever since. she's just so dang cute. she became part of my normal/sweet triad with goldie and maple. her catchphrase is peanut!

6. a two-way tie between maddie and shep

11/10 shep is the newest resident on illyria. i found him on a 238 ticket hunt where i was actually looking for punchy or purrl (both of whom i have previously passed on....😬 Regret lol). he was a back-up, but i met him and he was immediately so sweet and so cute and i just LOVED him. maddie i also found on a villager hunt--i was actually specifically looking for her! i'm a sucker for the dogs and a sucker for a lot of the peppys, so i REALLY wanted her. a friend of mine had her and i was like "holy shit, if you ever want her to move out, i'll take her" and then instead i found her on a villager hunt myself. lol they're tied because maddie's been here a lot longer, so the novelty is wearing off. i need to revitalize her living arrangement. but she's still ranked super high bc of just how fucking cute and sweet she is. how much she loves everything i do, how many times she's asked to come over or for me to come over. she's a DELIGHT and her design is SO FUCKING CUTE!!!! and shep is new so we don't have that unbreakable bond, yet! but oh my god he's adorable. he's SO FUN to dress up. i've given him so many hats and glasses which is the funniest possible thing. he loves the color blue and yet always wears a brown argyle sweater i gave him. he's so hilarious and sweet. unlike previous smug villagers i've had (mainly the first one, he who shan't be named), shep ALWAYS gets his languages CORRECT. and rather than being egotistical, he's concerned w aesthetic and FRIENDSHIP. he's delightfully sweet and fun. together, they're two of my three beloved dog villagers, and i love them. maddie's catchphrase is lesbi-chic, and shep hasn't asked for one, yet. he just took dobie's, which is palone-omi (which is polari for lesbian).

5. vivian

11/10 another one of my OG villagers. i think she was 7th to the island overall. she just...idk what it is about her vibe, but i can't get over her. delicate, elegant, silly, untouchable, kind of 80s/90s but in a classic way. i love her design, and i love how much she loves me. lol not all snooties get THAT close/sweet. i love her for it. she also rarely asks to leave, which i appreciate. lol i've been struggling to complete her house area bc of inspiration and practical difficulties wrt having inventory space and doing terraforming--esp since i now wanna redo a lot of stuff anyway. but she does currently have domain over a sushi restaurant next to the beachfront fish market. lol anyway, i love her. her catchphrase has been the same for years, too: sapph-chic.

4. goldie

12/10 the villager who replaced he who shan't be named! my FIRST EVER time actually hunting for a villager! i agonized and stressed and panicked. at the time it was EARLY days, so friends bought and donated nmts to the cause! lol (bought w nook miles, not irl $). found her on ticket 27 which i still remember to this day. she's such a cuteipie. i gave her a bakery/restaurant with all of the pompompurrin furniture. she also wears the clothes from that set. you cannot comprehend how cute she is, i stg. even though her face design is a little strange, i simply can't let her go. i love her. her original catchphrase was so cute i've refused to change it. right now it's "woof woof" though. lol

AND NOW THE TOP THREE

3. maple

12/10 in terms of character design, she is, objectively, The Cutest Villager Of All Time. she's so simple and classic and perfect like that. she was the SECOND villager i went specifically looking for after goldie, and i got her on ticket 6. there was no way i was passing her up. someone i knew on figure skating twitter had her and let her go bc she was "boring" and i was like BLASPHEMY! luckily i found her myself not long after. lol anyway, i've redesigned her house, i've given her so many clothes, i just celebrated her birthday recently! it's june 15th and i'm back on june 17th in-game bc of how i've been playing. lol anyway, i love her. her dialogue refreshes and gets interesting again every once in a while, and i have a video of her dancing on a festivale stage--fucking ADORABLE. lol her catchphrase is honeybun. lol

2. dobie

15/10 best old man grandpa what a wonderful design what incredible vibes. i gave him an antique shop to run! i've got pictures of him sweeping in it. literal perfection. his dialogue is always so funny or sweet. he's always cooking. he's just so goddamn endearing and fun to have around. i gave him one of my spare mom's sweaters and bro he looks adorable in it. i redid his house, too, bc i was like THIS MAN HAS NOWHERE TO SIT OR LAY DOWN!!! so i gave him a bed and a couch as well bc i'm like !!! HIS OLD BONES!!! THEY GOTTA REST! HE MUST HAVE PLACES TO NAP!!!! he simply deserves the best and that's all he gets. i found him about 70 tickets into a hunt specifically for him? it was raining and i loved him. success! once again, his catchphrase is palone-omi.

katt

50000/10 my first my best my darling. my everything!!! what a perfectly adorable strange unique cute design. i LOVE her. she is my wife in the game. we're married. she runs the farm and i run the farmer's market for her. i redesigned her house to give her a ~cool vibe~ to match her history of playing in/loving various bands. i'm thinking of redesigning it again to make it more homey for her! but she is the litmus test that all new villagers must pass. if they get along w katt, they're good in my book. not getting along w katt has been the death knell for a few (rhonda in particular). vivian and katt have had disagreements, but not in a LONG time, and they get along v well now. katt's design is perfect and adorable. perfect line between real/believable colors (an unofficial metric for my favorite villager designs) and cartoony cuteness. her white paws? so cute. the white tip on her striped tail? stop, adorable. HER LITTLE TEEFS?! SHE HAS SHARP POINTY TEEFS!!!! SO CUTE!!!! i can't stand it, i love her. katt is forever the best most important wonderful darling sweetiepie ever. she is my first acnh villager and the best. i want an amiibo of her just to frame it somewhere. i want an amiibo of her to use in all future animal crossing games if she doesn't show up of her own accord. katt is also the perfect soft butch lesbian. i give her cool clothes, which she loves, all in red and black for the most part. she loves being butch and cozy. her catchphrase has been and always will be some variation of "gay purride", the first wonderful catchphrase gay pun i ever came up with. i've stuck with it ever since. katt is perfect in every way and i simply will not hear a bad word against her. i love her so much. if i could have a girlfriend p much exactly like katt irl, i'd be happy. what a name! katt! what a vibe! sweet and mischievous but so heartfelt and sincere! what a lil cutie w such fun taste! she loves gardening and experimenting w recipes! she loves naps and staying up late! her favorite song is kk disco, and objectively fun song! she loves singing and dancing all around the island! i love katt so much. ☺️💜

#my own ramblings #alsdfkjalksdjf #asdkfjasldkfjs #dfalksdjflaksdfj #asdlfkjasdlkfjads #alskdjfalskdj #beck acnh #acnh

[unhealthyobsessiions]

Game on (Homelander x OFC)

TW// Mention of rape

C H A P T E R O N E

Joanne Manning was nothing special. She knew that, and everyone else did too. But the short brunette didn't mind; if she was honest, she actually liked her non-special life. She lived in a big city where it was easy to blend in with the crowd and worked in the Vaught Tower that housed maybe 1000 employees, which again made her nothing special. Working as a nurse was fulfilling enough for the 27 years old woman and her job usually meant to run after the leading doctor and help them with patching up people that had the "honor" to train with the Seven; usually supes themselves that left with more broken bones than an average human could handle.

Why she even got to work for Vought was still a mystery to her. She had sent her letter of application to them just for fun, but she never thought they'd actually invite her for an interview let alone hire her. But here she was 5 years later, and she actually enjoyed her job. Most days she wouldn't even have proper work and just chilled with her colleagues in their very spacious office.

Today had started just like usual; she had woken up around 5am, took a shower, slipped into her work clothes which consisted of typical medical scrubs and some sneakers before she made her way to work. She was glad that she didn't have to change in the Tower, especially since one incident with Translucent, where she knew that he had watched her shower and change, because while he was invisible he wasn't mute. She had called in sick for a week after that and a small part of her had been relieved that he had died a few weeks after, knowing that work had become a more safe space again. When she arrived in the office, she decided to get herself and her colleagues some fresh coffee and made her way to the cafeteria. To get there she'd either have to take the stairs two floors up or use the elevator, and being lazy like she was she obviously chose the second option. She stepped into the elevator without really looking who else was in there with her, and instead she tightened her ponytail again, cursing herself for not getting new hair ties. "Fuck…", she muttered and tried to fix the mess on top of her head.

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Homelander was on his way to the top of the building where the Seven had their own room and floor, standing in the elevator with his typical pose; straight back and with his hands behind his back, his face showing no emotions while his mind was completely blank. He had been bored for the last couple of weeks, and every day seemed to be the same for the supe.

The quiet "Bing" sound of the elevator forced him back to reality again, and he quickly put on his beaming smile that he had trained since he was a young boy, only to frown when a petite yet curvy woman stepped in, clad in awfully baggy scrubs, and didn't even glance in his direction. Instead, she turned around and fixed her hair. That was definitely new to him, and he straightened his back even more, not liking the way that made him feel. But he would rather bite his tongue of then make the first move. After all, he was fucking Homelander. THE Homelander. And she was a nobody, who had the nerve to ignore him.

Maybe she was just a little dumb and would see him later. After all he had been lost in his thoughts from time to time too. Yes, that was the most plausible option. So he waited some more and stared straight ahead to the doors, raising a thick brow when the elevator came to a stop just two floors up, and she slipped out before even sparing him a glance.

This. Bitch.

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A few hours later Joanne sat in the office, alone since the rest of the medical stuff already called it a day and left, leaving the young woman to do some paperwork. She was staring at the document in front of her, her brows furrowed, and her lips pursed, trying to decipher her boss' handwriting, when she heard a feminine voice call her. She quickly looked up and started to smile, her dimples showing when she saw the only supe she really liked and felt comfortable around. "Annie.", she said happily, and stood up to walk towards the newest member of the Seven. She hugged the blonde tightly, who chuckled and hugged back, before taking a step back. "The doctor already left, but you don't look like you'd need their help.", she said amused.

"I didn't want to see him anyway.", the blonde Supe said with a smile. Joanne was one of the few people who she'd call a friend, and that was the reason she was there, too. "I was wondering if you'd like to get grab some lunch tomorrow?" She was actually nervous because making friends was never one of her mothers' priority, hence why she felt very awkward to make a move.

Joanne beamed at the younger woman and nodded. "Of course. That sounds great.", she replied. She quickly snatched the roster off her table and looked when she'd have time for the supe tomorrow. "I'll have my lunch break at 12am tomorrow. Does that sound good?", she asked. Joanne herself didn't have many friends, and she remembered the first time she had seen Starlight. She had found the blonde in the staircase after she had been orally raped by the Deep, crying her eyes out. Her mother instincts quickly kicked in, and she had started a conversation with her, which led her to hug her a few minutes later. They hadn't talked about that again but after that day they had a strange connection and Joanne was happy that Starlight, or Annie as she wanted Joanne to call her, wanted to actually be her friend.

"Aw, making friends, Starlight?" Joanne knew that voice from the news and tensed quickly. She looked behind Starlight, who turned around quickly, looking at the leader of the Seven with something like fear in her eyes. "That's awfully sweet."

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The situation in the elevator wouldn't leave Homelander's mind the rest of the day, and to distract himself from those thoughts, he decided to do one of his favorite activities lately. Going on Starlight's nerves. He disliked the blonde supe who quickly became the favorite of the crowd and while he knew that no one would ever be as great and well-loved as him, he didn't appreciate sharing the spotlight with her. Using his vision, he searched for his "Victim" and made his way to the medical floor. He walked into the office of the doctor and nurses with a grin, only seeing and hearing Annie speak to someone. "Aw, making friends, Starlight? That's awfully sweet.", he cooed, and when Starlight turned around he could see the woman she was talking too. He had to remind himself to keep smiling when she realized who was his "enemies" new friend. The elevator woman. "We haven't met before, have we?", he asked and strode towards her holding out his gloved hand, trying to test if she remembered today or not.

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Joanne visibly paled when Homelander walked towards her, and she had to force herself to move when he held out his hand for her to shake. She hadn't officially met him before, and she shook his hand, a nervous smile on her lips. "We haven't.", she said, and thought she saw the man's mouth twitch downwards for a second, as if she said something wrong. "B-but of course I know who you are, Homelander. It's an honor to meet you. My names Joanne Manning and I've been working for Vought for 5 years now." She hated the stutter in her voice and wished for nothing more than to be a little more confident. But this was THE Homelander she just shook hands with and while she was a little scared of every supe (except Annie of course) he was the one she was most afraid of.

"It's not illegal to have friends, right?", Annie asked nervously. She stepped next to Joanne as if she had the chance to help her if Homelander decided to hurt her in any way. She forced a smile and looked at the blonde man, who still smiled as if he just won an award. "Why don't we talk-"

"5 years. Wow. How come I've never seen you before?", Homelander rudely interrupted Annie, his blue eyes never leaving Joanne's. He used his most charming voice and watched with glee how the small woman's cheek tinted pink. Seems like she really didn't realize who she stood in the elevator earlier that day. His charm would woo any woman, he knew that.

"I usually spend all my time here and since you're… well "you" you'd probably never needed our help… or anyone else's help!", she quickly added, scared that she said something wrong, but Homelander only chuckled. He didn't seem that bad and scary after all, she thought, and eased up a little. "I try to stand in no one's way around here… I only leave the office to get coffee or go on my break.", she chuckled and brushed a strand of hair behind her ear.

Homelander looked her up and down with a smirk, raising a brow at her remark. "Maybe you'd like to visit my "office" in one of your breaks. I can show you the Seven's floor if you'd like. You're a loyal worker for Vought, and I'd love to get to know someone who's important for the company and our dear Starlight." He turned to stand next to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, noticing how she fit right to his side. She was really tiny compared to him barely reaching his shoulders, and he'd lie if he said he didn't like that, especially since she was blushing like crazy and even without his super hearing he'd probably hear her heartbeat.

Annie watched in horror how Homelander hugged Joanne to his side, and was mortified when she saw the blush on her friend's face. She would have to tell Joanne about what kind of man he was later, but right now she'd have to keep up the facade. "That's really nice of you Homelander.", she said through clenched teeth.

Joanne noticed the change in the air and especially how Starlight seemed more tense all of a sudden. But it was hard for her to think, while Homelander had an arm wrapped around her like that, and she desperately tried to calm down a little. "It really is nice. I would love to visit you." She sneaked out of his arms to stand next to Annie and linked her arm with his. "But tomorrow I already have a nice lunch date with Starlight." She looked at her friend with a smile and didn't see the mood change in Homelander, when she left his side.

Homelander was a little taken back that she didn't throw her plans with Annie over board to spend some time with him, but he definitely liked a challenge and he enjoyed how scared Starlight seemingly was for her friend.

Game. On.

Just an idea of mine that I wanted to write down. I don't know how often I will update this story tho! Hope you liked it! I would love some feedback! English isn't my first language and I don't have a BETA reader so please excuse any mistakes I made! xx

Chapter 2:

#Theboys #theboystv #fanfic #homelander #sorrynotsorry #the boys amazon #starlight #annie january #the boys #ofc

[purplesurveys]

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Habits

Do you tend to speed when you drive? Never. The pandemic and it forcing me to stop driving for a while apparently took the aggression out of my driving habits and I rarely overtake or go anywhere above 40-50 now.

Do you smoke cigarettes? Theoretically I could still accept a stick or two socially, but I just never smoke now. I don’t see the point or enjoyment in doing so and just entirely prefer vaping.

Does your temper flare a lot? It only kind of does at work situations, like when I’m under a million deadlines or if the people around me aren’t doing as well or as fast as I’d want them to.

Do you get emotional easily? I find that I’m as emotional as a rock these days. But occasionally I’ll still get my bouts.

Do you get obnoxious when you’re drunk? Back in college this was the case, but not anymore. I’m more of Drunk Fun Aunt Robyn these days, just regularly making sure everyone is still having fun and included in the conversations lol.

Which shoe goes on first? Whichever’s closer to me.

Are you lazy? Sometimes.

Name one thing you do that people always tell you about. That I am a raging workaholic.

Are you superstitious? Not at all, which I find so incompatible with Filipino culture lol.

Do you get bored with relationships quickly? Well with the last one I didn’t. I’m not sure what I’d be like in any theoretical future relationship I’d get myself into 

Can you sleep without blankets covering you? Yes, especially in the hotter months.

What position do you sleep in? Side.

What do you do when you’re angry? I rarely feel anger these days tbh, but when I do, I am pretty non-confrontational. I just rant to whoever, like my sister or Angela.

What do you do when you’re sad? Most of the time I just stop what I’m doing, look out the window and process my emotions while tuning everybody out for a few minutes. I used to listen to RM’s mono to calm down, but since Indigo came out I’ve been turning to that instead.

Who do you call when you have a bad day? Nobody; I just deal with it in my own way until it passes.

Your ABCs

A - is for the last person that made you ANGRY. I honestly can’t remember. I’m very hard to piss off these days.

B - is for BEER you prefer. Not a fan of beer. I don’t even have a preference because they all taste the same to me.

C - is for do you have a CAT? I do not.

D - is for can you DANCE? Nope.

E - is for do you have your EARS pierced? I do and impressively enough they haven’t closed despite the fact that I haven’t put on a pair of earrings since I was 10. I still put on accessories on my ears from time to time but they’re clip-on now; I accidentally ripped my left earlobe piercing open years ago so wearing a pair of earrings is impossible now.

F - is for your best FRIEND. Angela, Reena, and Andi.

G - is for did you ever watch GUTS on Nickelodeon? It doesn’t ring a bell, so probably not.

H - is for the last person who HUGGED you? My mom. I - is for close your eyes.. what IMAGE do you see? I can ‘see’ the brightness of my laptop screen but otherwise it’s just dark.

J - is for have you ever been to JAIL? No. I’ve visited police stations before but I haven’t had to spend time in jail.

K - is for when is the last time you flew a KITE? Grade 5. 2009. We made kites for science class.

L - is for the LOVE of your life. First thing I thought of was Kimi.

M - is for the last piece of MAIL you got. Not mail, but packages - last items I received were the Christmas presents I got for my cousin and his fiancée (a film camera) and my dad (a Fitbit watch).

N - is for do you remember NERF guns? Yeah. We never had our own as toy guns weren’t our thing, but we had cousins who had them when they were younger and we played Nerf guns with them too.

O - is for do you OWN a car? It’s technically not mine (my parents bought it) but it’s designated for me. Case in point, if my mom and I ever have to use that car on the same day I’m usually given priority for it.

P - is for your favorite PASTTIME. Going to museums or doing anything BTS-related.

Q - is for do you like peace & QUIET? It can definitely be calming when I need it, but generally I prefer some hustle and bustle in the background.

R - is for do you like the color RED? Sure! I prefer darker shades of it though.

S - is for how many hours of SLEEP you need to function? 6-7 if I have to work the next day. Anything fewer than that and I’d feel like shit.

T - is for what TIME is it? 6:46 PM.

U - is for what is UNDER your bed? I’ve got a loft bed now, so technically what’s ‘under’ my bed is my workspace and my reception area for when I have friends over.

V - is for what you did last VALENTINE’S day. Ooh, I can’t remember. It was a weekday if I’m not mistaken? so I just reported to work that day and didn’t do anything special.

W - is for do you drink a lot of WATER? I barely get to eat and drink throughout the day, but I do catch up come dinner. I drink so much water throughout the evening lol.

X - is for have you ever had an X-RAY? Yes.

Y - is for the last person you YELLED at. I was telling Dev to get her shit together because I was assigned to drive her home, but having had one too many drinks she was being too rowdy and clumsy and I didn’t want that kind of behavior in my car, much less in the shotgun seat.

Z - is for have you ever watched ZORRO? Nope.

Random

Who do you wish you could hang out with right now? Eh, nobody. I was with my family the entire weekend and also spent most of today in a car, so I want to spend the rest of the evening on my own. I even gave my family a heads-up that I no longer plan on leaving my room once we get home and to please not disturb me lol.

Name one thing you absolutely can not stand. Clients with unrealistic or extreme requests.

Where do you spend most of your time? If not at home, you can typically find me at a Starbucks.

If you could fly, where would you go first? I’d go to Seoul.

What was the best vacation you’ve ever been on? My East Asian cruise was awesome and I want to do it again just so that I get to go back now that I have a deeper appreciation for both Japan and Korea.

Have you ever hit a squirrel when you were driving? Well we don’t have squirrels here, but I’ve also never run over an animal.

Did your car ever break down? Not break down, but it did run of battery one morning while on the way to work. I was very fortunate to have been at a gas station when it happened because then I had people to help me out and let me know the next things I had to do.

What’s your favorite thing to do on the weekend? Rest and catch up on content to watch. Occasionally I’d head out on my own to go somewhere random.

What radio station do you listen to most often? I usually go for either 93.1 or 99.5, but I haven’t listened to the radio in a while as I connect my phone’s Bluetooth to the car stereo instead.

Pick one: Papa John’s, Dominoes, or Pizza Hut. Pizza Hut. I had one very salty experience with Papa John’s and haven’t felt like trying it again; and Domino’s doesn’t really scream anything special to me so I haven’t felt the need to try it out.

What is the longest amount of time you’ve been awake? A little over 24 hours. What would you do if you found out the world was ending in one week? Spend the remaining time with family.

Do scary movies make you paranoid when you watch them alone? It depends on the plot. Like I’d get paranoid if horror movies would make the littlest of things a plot point, if that makes sense? Right after I watched The Ring (as in, credits just started to roll), the phone rang and it damn near sent me into a frenzy lmao - this sort of thing is what I mean. But stuff like The Shining, Midsommar, The Exorcist, etc I’m fine with.

Name one thing you’ve lied about recently. Saying I’ll check out this Disney+ recommendation given to me by a relative when I knew I wasn’t gonna be able to fit it into my schedule. What is the worst movie you’ve ever seen? I’d say The Notebook was pretty cringey from the get go.

Who was the first person to ever give you flowers? I had a ‘7 Roses’ segment on my 7th birthday party (similar to 18 Roses) where my male relatives and family friends handed me flower plushies...so them, I guess.

[prismadog]

guys!!! guys guys guysguysuyguygusysuygusyu!!!!!

I did it! I finished the character design I was working on!!! :D it's a lil Shrub with XorXor!!!!!

I'm actually kinda proud of this :] it took a couple days but I got it finished. I was gonna leave it uncolored and just share the lineart but it was like a parasite digging away at that little hyperfixation/obsessive part of my brain so I gave in and spent all day coloring it. I'm so glad I gave in and colored it because it's so freaking cool!

more about the design plus close ups below the line!

a little bit about their design:

first and foremost - FRECKLES!!! :D Xornoth has both dark freckles and purple/pink ones, and Shrub has freckles that are barely darker than her skin [it's always been a headcanon of mine that they both have freckles and I have now made that a reality - also, I get very giddy thinking about their freckles]

HAIR SPARKLES!!! idk why but I really like the idea that they have sparkles in their hair. originally it was just a design choice for Xornoth [inspired by Origins' Scott's starboy hair] but I decided to give Shrub sparkles too so that she can match with her dad :]

Xornoth is wearing a skirt because while they are non-binary, they very much do need to cover up their bits ;)

Shrub has leather shoes with piglin toes attached to match Xornoth's clawed feet, as well as a headband with piglin tusks so that she can match with their horns :p

they both wear gold bands on their wrists - Shrub has one that was made by Xornoth and has carvings; Xornoth has two, the right one made by Shrub and the left a remnant of their past [I didn't actually draw the carvings because 1) I'm not that talented and b) I'm too lazy/tired to try]

the smaller rope bands around Xornoth's neck and ankle were woven by Shrub when she was littler [and by littler, I mean younger]

Shrub also visits quite a lot of bastions and ancient ruins so she has a pauldron on her shoulder and a golden axe on her hip. I imagine that she also has countless scars from all her battles; Xornoth might also have scars, but again, too tired to draw those [instead you get freckles :) and also nipples ;p]

closeups:

1 & 2) Xornoth & Shrub - look at those freckles!!! they have freckles on their ears! ON THEIR EARS!!! AND THEIR FACE!!! ASDFGHJKL [apologies, I just get really excited about this choice because it makes them both look so cute] - you also get a closer look at their hair sparkles which *clears throat* THEY GOTS SPARKLIES IN THEIR HAIR!!! :D 3) Xornoth's legs - I just had to do a close up of their legs because again, freckles. THEY HAVE FRECKLES ON THEIR LEGS [and most importantly, their thighs ;) I feel like such a weirdo for being happy about that fact] 4) feets! this was mostly to show off that Xornoth even has freckles on their feetsies [I am so giddy about their freckles - you have no idea how much I love the freckles] and I included Shrub's feet because why not?

and as an extra bonus, the plain boring uncolored [and freckle-less] lineart. I was originally only going to share the lineart but as I said above, my brain wouldn't let me leave this uncolored.

#empires smp au #found family au #the creed of gods and men #xornoth adopts child!shubble au #shubble #xornoth #character design #I care about their freckles a normal amount

[elysian-cheryl]

Dear lust

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Warning:  Grammer mistakes, Rush, Lazy, First time writing Smir, F!ng3ring, Metion of S3lfest, C*m in pants, s*x with a toilet plunger,  Implied of p!ss kink, and wrote by a  minor 

Character: Meraki Metionia is like 20+ years old and my name. 

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Meraki Metionia:

It was a boring boring night, There was nothing to do. What should I do anyway? Every day I go to school, put on my pretty preppy mask for over 4 hours, and go home to watch TV. I want to do something new. Something is exiting. Sex? I'm not interested in the human race. They are so boring. I could take one good look at them and know what they truly desire. How sad. I'm more interested in myself. 

What would I taste like? Do I feel good? Would sex with another version of myself be good? Will I be a top or bottom? What position? Hm. What type of kinks does my other version of myself will enjoy? If I ever meet my other version of myself and they say "I want to have sex with you". I'll gladly have sex with them doing all sex positions and kinks. I don't care how tall my other version of myself is, I will always be at the top. I want to see their body language and beg under me. Screaming and moaning. Only I should be able to hear them. Their sweet cute sounds come from their throat. 

I want to make them cum in their pants and have them eat it. So pretty yet disgusting. I am having them hold their urine in front of anyone. If one single drop of their urine goes on their cute underwear. They are not going to walk for an entire month regardless of their gender. It doesn't matter where we are. Public? Behind door? Not walking until next week. At a party? Even better and much better. 

I suggest that everyone at the party should play Seven Minutes in Heaven with a twist. If you do not want to go to the closest that the bottle stops, You have to drink an alcoholic beverage. After a couple of rounds of joking around and tricks. I and myself go into the closest giggling and making out. So softly making out. I pull my mouth away from them licking their teeth as I do so. I go into my pockets to pull out a lipstick that has the color of a cherry .  Putting it on my lips and theirs. I got closer to the point where our noses were touching and I hastily took off their shirt showing their stomach to me. I throw their shirt on the floor. 

I slowly take off their pants and pull them down to knee level. Went close to their face and started kissing their sweet bitter lips. As I do so, I grab their ass to spread apart with my right hand and put my left index finger in their ass slowly going in and out. I'll keep doing it until seven minutes is gone. After seven minutes up, I whisper in their ears "When we get home, I'm going to finish what I started. With your contest of course".

When we get home, I'm fucking them with a toilet plunger, fingering them, and having fun. 

P.S: I finished this in 3rd and 4th period. I actually did it with a toilet plunger. 10/10

#famous #orginal story #orginal work #smut #oc #ocs #selfest #minor #witten by a minor #fictional #story #true story

[heyitssashag]

I took a “wee” break from the “socials”. I’m going to go return to this break once I’m done here. ✍️ Will be back at this blog in the New Year! 🎆

Been spending the last few days hanging with my kid. Last night we watched 2 stand up comedy specials in a row. Stadium Fluffy and Neal Brennan’s 3 Mic’s. I’m a fan of them both so I really enjoyed their shows. Both are very different in their approach to comedy but they are both not afraid of being vulnerable and talking about very personal stuff. Which is cool. I think we all have stories that can not only help others but make each other laugh. The best comedians are the ones that do their part in uniting society. Don’t get me wrong, I do like the ones that talk about important issues and make you think, but that of course always comes with controversy and public backlash. ��� As long as we live in this world, we will be surrounded by others that have very different opinions. I suppose it makes things interesting. I can’t imagine the news 🗞️ headlines if we all got along. “World Sings Kumbaya and Gives Each Other Hugs.” No one would watch that movie. 🤣 Maybe this is why some people thrive on drama and chaos. They don’t know how to function, otherwise. It bores them. Who knows. I’m just rambling and theorizing here. My stream of consciousness gets away from me sometimes. Anyway…

Yesterday we took what felt like the longest bus ride of all time and went into town. We’ve hardly left the house this past week aside from going for walks so this was quite an adventure. lol. It felt good to get out and be amongst the humans. 😆

As I mentioned in my last post, I would like to focus on taking more photos and documenting events and memories. So, I picked up a fun, cute little photo printer. Then grabbed some blank cards and other creative “tools” from Michael’s. I also ordered a really nice scrapbook.

Over the last few days I’ve been reflecting on this past year and setting some goals for 2023. Just because I have cancer, doesn’t mean I can’t make plans. That being said, if you have cancer and don’t want to set goals, that’s perfectly acceptable as well. Sometimes, getting through the day and healing from whatever treatment we were just given is absolutely good enough. 💕

Anyway, some of my goals are easy and a few are a bit “out there”. Maybe each month I’ll write here what my plan is and keep you all posted. (All 3 of you? 😂) I’m sure my enthusiasm will taper by February so accountability is helpful. The most important thing is to have that drive/motivation, though. There’s a book by Steven Pressfield called “The War of Art”, where he talks about why some of us never seem to follow our calling in life (in the arts) and then we end up unhappy. It’s all about resistance. Not sure if that’s really the only answer but it’s definitely part of it. We block and distract ourselves with other things that are much more important (at least, that’s what we tell ourselves). So we never get around to what our souls crave. Anyway, I think where he uses the word “resistance”, he can interchangeably use laziness, distraction and unmotivated. 😂 It’s still a decent book and a fast read.

A few of my goal ideas include: taking some writing classes, checking out local travel destinations, participating in a in-person race, removing meat from my diet and adding more organics, reducing my carbon footprint and choosing more sustainable products, taking some fun workshops with Ella and maybe doing more arts and crafts. Going to a show (live theatre, movies, orchestra, etc). Also, it seems I’ve been slacking in the reading department compared to previous years, so I’ll be taking that up a notch. I started this year strong then it started to slide.

I just want to have fun, be creative and have the least amount of stress as possible. Wouldn’t that be a dream? 😂That’s right up there with winning the lottery, I think. Anyway, those are a few ideas about what I’d like to accomplish in 2023.

I also have a little project in mind that I’m hoping I can pull off. I’m already tired all the time so adding another thing to my plate seems crazy. However, if this could give a small boost to an individual that’s facing cancer treatments or perhaps anyone coping with a bout of depression, it’s worth it. It’s nothing revolutionary or life-changing by any stretch… but it might be worth doing even if it provides a tiny glimmer of hope, support or even a smile. I know I’m being vague 🤭 but it’s only in the beginning stages and will take some time to implement (as small as it is). I’m really excited about it, though. I’ll share more details in the New Year.

Well, it’s 3 days until New Years! It’s 9am and I’m going to do a coaching call soon with a participant. If you’re living in British Columbia, Canada and feel you could benefit from a health coach, you can sign up here. It’s a free service where they match you with a volunteer that helps support you through chronic pain or conditions. Every week your coach calls you and works through various exercises such as decision making, problem solving or keeping a pain diary. You will also set goals and make an action plan. It’s a great way to have accountability and learn new tools to help you cope.

Time to get that coffee and get moving. I find the week between Christmas and New Year’s is really rough. What day is it?! lol.

Wishing everyone a happy, fun and safe celebration! See you next year! 😉 🎉 🎊 🎈Cheers!

Here’s a dorky pic of me on my trail walk today. Peace ✌🏻 & Love ❤️!

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