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[sainzproductions]

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THE OTHER WOMAN / SEQUEL !

where you acclimate to the current dating scene after eight years of being with carlos...

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You felt like you had done a good job all by yourself. You took your sweet time getting used to being alone again, having spent the better part of the past decade accompanying carlos and living together with him.

As embarassing as it was to admit, there were days where you'd wake up abruptly as if hearing his footsteps, or the faint rumble of his voice lulling you to sleep. There were moments where you'd break down crying upon seeing an article of clothing belonging to carlos, or seeing pictures when you were still happily together.

It wasn't easy to forget an eight year relationship. You soon realized. He was all you've ever known and adored... You dreamt a life with the guy for crying out out loud!

You wanted all the permanent things, the domestic future, him.

But the reality was that you were different people who wanted starkly different things in life. Carlos was set on his career while you had the burden of being a woman. You didn't have forever to waste away, and you didn't want to spend it waiting for a future that could never be in the stars for you and him.

You had accepted it. It wasn't all tears, and tearful reminiscing anyways. Your life had picked up after a couple of weeks. It was a lie. You spent a month and a half being pathetic. But who was counting?

You were having the time of your life. Your singleness provided a way for you to realize new and old hobbies.

You finally went back to your hometown, despite your fears of facing your parents' knowing looks and getting an ill timed i told you so's from their ever skeptic way of seeing life. Especially your relationship with Carlos..

But your mother took one look at you; in your deshieveled and devastated form, wordlessly opening her arms and craddling your pathetic self as you wept about your broken heart.

You found peace in the tranquility of your childhood home. Reacquainting yourself with your horse, champion whom you had been neglecting— you realize belatedly. The help couldn't take the horses out that much, where you formerly took the stallion out for most of the day. You made sure to make up for lost time however.

You were also able to rekindle old friendships, quickly becoming fast friends once again as if no time had passed at all. You traipsed all over Madrid, enjoying the thrill of meeting new people, of learning new things... And how forward the current dating scene seemed to be in regards to matters concerning...

"Wait, wait." You press a hand towards his broad chest, breathing roughly. Your chest rose and fell with excitement as you tried to come down from how fast the things had quickly become heated between the two of you. "We're going a bit too fast, don't you think?" You whine under your breath, as his face came down to press open mouthed kisses on your neck, easily finding your most sensitive spot as he expertly manouvers your body, backing you up against the wall.

"Relax. We won't do anything you don't want." He says, softening his tone, "I'm not a hooligan." He tuts, pressing a feather like kiss on the side of your lips.

"Says the man who pulled me into a dark room to play tonsil tennis." You retort amusedly, stroking your fingers on his neck. You couldn't help but close your eyes at the sensation of his lips against your skin, his fingers making quick work of slipping under your skirt, and you hissed from the sensation of his cold rings against your thighs, "You're cold!"

"Warm me up then, love." He was evidently amused by your reactions and the way your cheeks flushed at his crude remark. He wiped away every other thought from your mind, as he kisses you wantonly. He made sure to hold your gaze as he pulls away, sinking down to his knees... and kissing your thighs softly. "Beautiful. So fucking beautiful. I couldn't think of anything else when you walked into the room. Nobody else mattered but you... you're bad for my business, darling."

You could hardly register anything else after that

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The breakup came with the long forgotten territory of male attention. Sure, there were some bold and uncaring lads few and far between, but Carlos had quickly shut down every attempt with a swift glare and a possesive hand over you. You didn't mind. You only needed him and his attention and everyone else were merely annoying backnoise.

As it is, your breakup was made public through the urging of Carlos' management and his public relations team. You cooperated seamlessly despite being civil, to the point of rudeness, to their every demand.

How ironic was it that through his blatant act of wanting to separate himself from you and everything else that had to do with you; he made a declaration to the world that you were readily available.

Your dms were sure packed to the brim when you'd later had the energy to do anything asides from the basic tasks of taking care of yourself. You couldn't laugh nor cry upon seeing several of carlos' work acquaintances making their presence known in your dms. You even saw his former (and possibly current) teammates taking their shot.

You couldn't help but wonder for how long has he been... Non committal towards his best mates about your real score. They couldn't possibly muster up the courage had it been the true duration of your separation. Men aren't that proactive. They atleast had some base sense of loyalty.

Then again, it didn't take very long for him to be spotted with some model on his arm. He looked happy, invigorated... Annoyingly handsome. Fuck him and his perfect face. You wished you atleast threw a heel at him for being a dickwad.

Were you seeing other people out of spite or trying to prove yourself to him? You wouldn't exactly say so. You'd had an agreement with the well established, and good looking gentleman who had made you tremble and writhe under his tongue. He was incredibly lax and cool, and great company in every sense of the word. He made you laugh, he also made you cry just now.

And so while you made yourselves look presentable, you were first out the door while he waited a few minutes to make his entrance into the party again. You gratefully took a flute of champagne from a passing waiter, wetting your parched throat as you looked around as normally as you could. Blending in with the fancy people in their cocktail dresses and designers.

You heard footsteps approaching after a few moments. Another man spotted him, and he grinned in recognition upon the sight of the ever famous....

"Sir Hamilton!"

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[joelmillerisapunk]

Bfd/dbf catches u showering and/or masterbating please 🤲

you got me thinkin' nonsense

Dbf!Joel Miller x F!reader

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Wordcount: 2,478

Summary: Joel's asked to watch you and your parents' house while they're away, and boy, does he take watching you seriously.

Warnings: 18+, f!oral receiving, unprotected p in v, reader has pullable hair, implied age gap (make it your own) use of darlin, sweetheart, baby, a bit of Joel convincing you.

Notes: my first request! Thank you, thank you, sweet nonnie 🥰 I hope you enjoy. I love a good dbf catching you doing anything. Also about to hit a milestone with followers and I'm hoping to do a lil fun thing for it 🥰 thank you to everyone for being so amazing and kind and lovely and welcoming. My short time here has been so so warm 💚 tysm @saradika-graphics for the dividers

It had been a long day for Joel Miller. He just finished a grueling shift at the fire station and was looking forward to some much-needed rest and relaxation. But his plans were quickly dashed when he received a call from his best buddy, your dad.

"Hey, Joel. I hate to ask, but I need a favor," Al says, his voice sounds strained.

Joel sits up in his chair, immediately alert. "What's goin’ on?"

"Jen and I are taking a trip to the Bahamas for a week, and we were wondering if you could check up on the house and our daughter while we're gone.”

Joel sighs, running a hand through his greying hair. "Sure. But you know she’s not a little girl anymore, right? She's a grown woman now."

Your dad chuckles. "I know, I know. But she's still my little girl, and I just want to make sure she's okay while we're gone."

Joel smiles, feeling a surge of affection for his friend. "No problem. I'll keep an eye on her."

A week later Joel finds himself standing outside of his best friend Al's house, the keys jingling in his hand. He takes a deep breath and inserts the key into the lock, turning it until he hears the satisfying click of the door opening. Joel walks into the house, taking in the familiar sights and smells. He feels a pang of nostalgia as he looks around the living room, remembering all the times he and Al hung out here, watching football and drinking beer.

But there's no sight of you. so he makes his way down the hall, peeking into each room until he comes to your door.

But you're not in your room.

He frowns, wondering where you are. It's not like you to wander off without telling anyone. Even as a grown adult, you still always made sure someone knew your whereabouts. He checks his phone, but there are no messages or missed calls. As he turns back to the hall, he hears the faint sound of a voice coming from what sounds like the bathroom. So he decides to check just in case.

As he approaches, he hears the sound of water running and the faint sound of moaning. He pauses, his heart racing as he realises what's happening behind the closed door. He knows he shouldn't, but he can't help it. Without thinking, he reaches out and turns the doorknob, pushing the door open just a crack. He can see you through the foggy glass, your naked body glistening with water.

His eyes widen as he takes in the sight before him. You're standing under the pulsing stream of water, your hand between your legs as you bring yourself to climax. He knows he shouldn't be watching this, but he can't bring himself to look away. He feels a surge of desire course through his veins as he watches you pleasure yourself.

You tilt your head back, letting the water run down your neck and body, and he can't help but stare. His eyes are drawn to the way your hips move as you touch yourself. The way you're grasping the walls to get some leverage. He feels his own body responding, his cock growing painfully hard in his pants.

He reaches down and unzips his jeans, pulling out his thick, ready erection, filling his hand. He starts to stroke himself, his eyes never leaving your body. He can feel his balls tighten as he watches you get closer and closer to your own orgasm.

But just as you're about to come, your eyes widen in shock as you catch sight of Joel standing in the doorway, his jeans unzipped and his thick, hard cock in his hand. You gasp, your body freezing in surprise as you realize that he's been watching you.

"Joel, what the fuck are you doing here?" you demand, trying to cover yourself with your hands.

But Joel doesn't seem to hear you. His eyes are fixed on your body, his hand moving a little faster as he strokes himself.

"Don't stop on my account, sweetheart," he says, his voice low and husky. "You look so fuckin' hot, touchin' yourself like that."

You feel a surge of anger and embarrassment, but there's something else there too – something that makes your heart race and your body tingle. You've always had a bit of a crush on Joel, and now here he is, watching you pleasure yourself.

"Fuck you," you say, trying to sound angry. But your voice comes out breathless and shaky, betraying your arousal.

Joel chuckles, stepping into the bathroom and closing the door behind him. "Oh, I fully intend to fuck you, sweetheart," he says, his eyes blazing with desire. Joel advances towards you, his cock still in his hand. You back away, your heart pounding in your chest. You know you should be angry, but all you can feel is a deep, primal desire.

"Joel, this is wrong," you say, but your voice is weak and uncertain.

Joel reaches out and strokes your cheek, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. "Sometimes, wrong can feel so right," he murmurs.

But you don't budge.

Joel's eyes soften as he looks at you. "Hey, hey," he says softly. "I'm not here to cause any trouble. Your dad asked me to check up on you while they're gone, that's all. I didn't mean to intrude." He pauses for a moment, then continues. "But I can't deny what I saw just now. You looked so beautiful, so alive. I'm not saying this is how things have to be, but I want you to know that I'm here for you, in whatever way you need me."

You can feel your heart racing as you look at Joel, your body trembling with a mixture of embarrassment, anger, and desire. You know that what he's suggesting is wrong, that it could ruin your relationship with your dad. But there's something about the way he's looking at you, that makes you want to throw caution to the wind.

You take a deep breath, trying to steady yourself. "Joel, I don't w -”

He takes a step back before you finish, putting his hands up like you're playing cops and robbers. You can see the disappointment in his eyes as he puts himself back into his jeans and turns to leave. But just as he reaches for the doorknob, you hear yourself say something unexpected.

"Wait," you say, your voice barely above a whisper. "I - I do want this, Joel, please. I just, I really don't know -"

Joel's expression darkens as he turns back around and walks up to you. He reaches out to grab a handful of your hair, pulling your head back so that you're looking up at him. "You don't have to know, sweetheart," he growls. "You just have to feel." He leans down to kiss you, his lips crushing against yours as his tongue demands entry into your mouth. You moan softly, your body melting against his as you kiss him back, your hands reaching up to clutch at his shoulders.

When the kiss breaks, you see Joel smile, his eyes burning with desire. "Let's not waste any more time." He takes your hand, pulling you toward the bathtub. "Get on the edge, darlin’," he orders, his voice rough with desire.

You do as he says, your heart pounding in your chest as you watch him move around the bathtub, positioning himself between your legs. He looks at you, his eyes blazing with desire as he reaches out and touches you, his fingers sliding easily between your wet folds.

"You're so wet," he murmurs, his voice thick with lust. "You want this as much as I do dont’cha?” Joel's fingers explore your body, teasing and tantalizing you as he strokes your slick folds. You moan softly, your hips bucking up to meet his touch as he brings you closer and closer to the edge. "Please, Joel," you gasp, your voice desperate with need. "Need more."

Joel smirks, his eyes glinting with mischief. "More, huh? Well, let's see if we can't take care of that for ya, baby." He leans down, his mouth replacing his fingers as he starts to lick and suck at your clit. You cry out, your hands reaching down to clutch at his head as he devours you with an intensity that takes your breath away.

"Fuck, Joel," you gasp, your body trembling with pleasure. "Don't stop, please, don't stop."

Joel chuckles, the vibrations sending shivers down your spine. "I have no intention of stopping, sweetheart," he murmurs, his breath hot against your skin. "I'm going to make you come harder than you ever have before."

True to his word, Joel doesn't stop, his tongue works magic on your clit as his fingers plunge deep inside you, curling up to hit the sweetest spot. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, your body tensing up as you approach your climax.

"Joel, I'm gonna come," you gasp.

Joel doesn't respond, his mouth and fingers continuing their relentless assault on your body. You can feel yourself spiraling out of control, your climax building up inside of you like a tidal wave.

"Joel, I'm coming!" You scream, your body convulsing with pleasure as you shatter into a thousand pieces. You grip onto Joel as hard as you can but doesn't let up, his tongue continues to lap at your clit as you ride out your orgasm, your body trembling with aftershocks.

When it's over, Joel pulls back, a satisfied smile on his face as he looks up at you. "See? Told you I'd make you come harder than you ever have."

You can't help but smile back, your body still tingling with pleasure. "You definitely did," you admit, your voice soft and dreamy.

Joel stands up, his cock hard and ready again beneath his jeans. "Good, I'm not done with you yet." He takes your hand leading you to your bed, instructing you to sit on the edge while he undresses. He steps closer, his body pressing against yours, you can feel his cock pressing against you too.

Joel's lips find yours, his tongue plunging deep into your mouth as he kisses you with a passion that takes your breath away again. You can feel the heat of his body against yours, and the sensation of his hard cock pressing against you sends a shiver down your spine.

"I want you, Joel," you gasp, your voice hoarse with desire as you break the kiss.

Joel smirks, "Then take me, sweetheart," he growls, his voice rough with lust.

You don't need any more encouragement. You reach down, grabbing his cock and guiding it to your entrance. Joel doesn't wait, his hips thrusting forward as he impales you on his thick, hard length. You cry out as Joel starts to thrust in and out of you, his hips moving with a rhythm that drives you wild. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to another climax, your body tensing up as you get close.

"Fuck, Joel," you gasp. "Harder, please."

Joel doesn't disappoint. His thrusts become more and more intense as he brings you closer. "Come for me, sweetheart," he growls, his voice rough with desire. "Come all over my cock, come on darlin I gotcha."

You can't help but obey, your climax building up inside you as Joel's thrusts become more and more intense. "Joel, m'gonna come again." You get out as your body convulses with pleasure as you shatter into a thousand pieces once again. Joel follows you over the edge, his cock twitching inside you as he comes with a low growl. When it's over, Joel pulls back, his cock slipping out of you with a wet sound. He looks down at you, his eyes softening as he takes in your dreamy state and disheveled hair.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?" he asks, his voice gentle.

You can't help but smile up at him, your heart still racing with pleasure. "I'm more than okay," you admit, your voice soft and dreamy.

Joel chuckles, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to your lips. "I'm glad," he murmurs. "Because I have to admit, I've been wanting to do that for a long time."

You can feel your heart racing as you look up at him, your body trembling with a mixture of embarrassment and desire. "You have?" you ask, your voice barely above a whisper.

Joel nods, "I've always had a thing for you, sweetheart. But I never wanted to ruin your relationship with your dad or my friendship with your dad."

You can understand where he's coming from, but you can't deny the way you feel. You've always had a crush on Joel, and now that you've experienced the passion that burns between you, there's no going back.

"I want this, Joel," you say, your voice firm and determined. "I want you."

Joel's expression softens, and he reaches out to stroke your cheek, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. "Are you sure, sweetheart?" he asks, his voice gentle. "I don't want you to do anything you're not ready for."

You nod, your heart racing with excitement and desire. "I'm sure, Joel," you say, your voice firm and determined. "I want you." You stroke his patchy beard, feeling a sense of contentment wash over you.

Joel's eyes light up, and he presses a gentle kiss to your lips. "I want to spend the rest of the week exploring every inch of your beautiful body."

And he does, taking you to heights of pleasure you never thought possible. By the time your dad and his wife come back from their trip, you and Joel have become inseparable, and you find yourself at his place more than not.

After a week of passion and exploration, you and Joel have grown even closer. You find yourself falling for him hard. You never thought you could feel this way about your dad's best friend, but here you are, head over heels for the man.

But you know that this is a secret that can never come out. You and Joel have talked about it at length, and you both know that the consequences would be disastrous. You're both aware of the potential fallout, and you're both committed to keeping your relationship a secret.

It's not easy to keep your relationship a secret from the world. But every time you're together, every time Joel touches you, every time he whispers sweet nothings in your ear, you know that it's all worth it.

You know that this was never meant to be, forged in the most unlikely of circumstances. But you also know that this is real and true and strong. And you're willing to do whatever it takes to protect it.

So you continue to see each other in secret, stealing moments of passion whenever you can. It's not perfect, but it's something. And for now, that's enough.

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[peachseashell]

if i may.. just cuddling w xiao?? 🤲 i feel like he’s super tense but he’s a naturally good cuddler lol

warming up to you

ʚɞ ▢ cuddling with xiao

ʚɞ ▢ gender neutral reader

ʚɞ ▢ content warnings - hinting at xiao's past slightly , established relationship , xiao touches u in ur sleep (sfw and consensual)

ʚɞ ▢ author notes: ty for requesting anon! <3 hope u enjoy this , i tried really hard to fufill your request and I apologise if it's not what you were expecting and sorry it took me so long to write 🌷

xiao isn't experienced with any sort of affection - wether it be physical , verbal etc. So, love is a complete stranger to him; Xiao had never come across such a determined human like yourself to make him happy. He feels as if though he doesn't deserve this, doesn't deserve you. But Xiao has been fighting for so long, he needs this care.

"xiao...come on please, you need a break." your voice is begging , begging for your lovers touch as you reach out to pull him closer to you; he's reluctant , but soon leans into you.

At first it's like hugging a log with how stiff he is. Only when you gently caress his tense muscles may he relax his shoulders and finally close his eyes for a moment of blissful peace. The only sound is the quiet breathing coming from both of you.

- Xiao holds you so tenderly. He doesn't plan on letting go unless you want him too, his hands snake around your waist, pulling you too him. It tickles when he strokes the sides of your stomach whilst you're fast asleep .

- if you could hear his charming words, I think you'd melt in a heartbeat from how sickeningly sweet they are. Xiao always finishes his speech of adoration with a small kiss to the shell of your ear (he's incredibly embarrassed the next morning when you tell him you heard everything he said) Xiao is actually adorable it blows your mind.

- I think Xiao would be experienced with hair though! I headcannons that some of the time he watches over Qiqi, and now he knows how to braid hair due to perhaps fixing her braid when she runs around too much. So if your hair is long enough he will gladly sit you in between his legs and braid your hair all afternoon.

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[ceilidho]

do u perchance have any ghost/soap/reader thoughts to spare 🤲

oh my god you wouldn't even believe the amount of thoughts I have about them (nsfw below the read more)

I love thinking about what the dynamic might look like depending on who initiated the relationship.

I love love love the idea of Ghost dating you (a civilian who lives off base; maybe he even keeps you tucked away in a house somewhere up north to keep you safe) and realizing that Soap has a bit of a crush on you. He talks a bit too much whenever Ghost brings you around, postures a bit in front of you, and gets VERY sketchy and flighty when Ghost tries to talk to him about you later.

He won't admit it, but it's hard seeing pictures of you (or worse, meeting you in person and getting to see with his own eyes how teeny tiny you are next to his behemoth of a CO) because anytime Soap does, his thoughts immediately jump to something nasty like "wonder how he fits his cock in her mouth" "she probably gags on it a little"

He really can't help it; it's part being cocky and competitive by nature and wanting to measure up to the guy he holds in such high esteem (Soap's had a bit of a work crush on Ghost since basically day 1 of working together; his little heart eyes when he said "Save you a seat, sir" that first mission) and part genuine attraction. And then part being just a regular guy with filth on the brain 24/7 - like sue him, he sees a gorgeous girl and a guy twice her size with his arm around her waist, he's gonna think about that when he's alone in the showers.

Ghost obviously picks up on this almost instantly.

The next time Ghost brings you up, they're setting up camp somewhere in the desert, and Soap's already red face (he tans as well as he burns) grows even hotter. It's obvious that he's got it bad for you. It's also obvious that he thinks he's being slick and keeping his crush hidden from Ghost.

Weeks in the desert are a bitch to deal with. Especially weeks spent in near constant proximity to work colleagues/friends; usually the guys are used to sneaking off to crank one out every once in awhile, but something about this particular mission makes that impossible. They're stuck in the same quarters 24/7 and Soap can't even handle hearing your name because he's so pent up and jittery. Probably hasn't jerked off in at least a week and a half.

Maybe one night, when it's just Soap and Ghost retiring for the night while Price and Gaz take over watch, and Soap's been particularly acerbic all day, frustration etched into his face, Ghost drags him by the arm down with him onto the bed. Soap's caught off balance (they're both dead on their feet; he didn't expect Ghost to suddenly tug him down beside him onto the too small cot that barely has enough room for one of them) and tries to scramble away at first, but Ghost growls at him that if he doesn't tug one out and quit making stupid calls on their mission, he'll do it for him.

(Obviously, in this 'verse, Ghost wouldn't have any problem with that. He hasn't been suppressing his feelings for Soap so much as figuring out the best way to get Soap to come around to the idea)

The thing that finally stuns Soap into silence is when Ghost pulls out his phone (which has basically 3 contacts, a handful of photos and nothing else) and opens up a bunch of your nudes. Completely gobsmacked. Immediately bricked up, sweat beading on his upper lip, eyes flicking wildly over to Ghost at his side, who's already undoing his belt and Soap feels like his heart's about to pump straight out of his chest.

"Y'gonna lay there like a fucking idiot with your mouth open or deal with that?" Ghost finally growls, pulling his own cock out (Soap stops breathing for a second at the sight; it's as big as he would've guessed, proportional, girthier than it is long, and already hard, wet at the tip because Ghost's a pretty leaky man).

He's giving him tacit permission to jerk off to his girlfriend's nudes.....obviously Soap's not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. His brain is fried though - he won't even acknowledge the degrees to which this whole thing is absolutely fucked, jerking off with his lieutenant to his lieutenant's girlfriend's nudes.

All he can concentrate on are the photos of you in your lacy lingerie (maybe tugging your panties to the side, flipped over on your stomach with your hips canted in the air and ass on full display) and the sound of Ghost's hand slick over his dick. It's the hottest he's ever felt in his life and he's almost worried that he's going to pass out before he can even enjoy himself properly.

[Maybe right before he comes, Ghost reaches over and wraps a big hand around Soap's balls and gives them just the slightest little squeeze, grunting in his ear to "c'mon, get it over with", and Soap near blacks out from how hard he comes]

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[ohbabydollie]

MORE MUTUAL BREAKUP 🙏🤲🧎‍♀️

i need a break from trying to write smut 😔

moments of u two!!

a lil comp of silly scenarios, dialogue, etc. i think would apply to reader n schlatt

— — — —

a guy who asked to do a podcast interview with you obviously flirting while schlatt is sitting along side the camera man, sucking his teeth and biting his tongue, staying quiet

you ignore the flirting until you notice schlatt is getting jealous by the second and a few more flirty remarks away from punching the guy

so you do the only thing you can think of

“it’s a little cold in here” you say rubbing your arms

“really? i think it’s kinda hot” the guy says taking off his jacket about to hand it to you before schlatt sprints into action

he takes off his hoodie and hands it to you

“thank you honey” you say grabbing it and receiving a small peck from him and putting it on, completing the rest of your interview with the hoodie on, all warm and cozy in schlatt’s jacket

———

you held a volleyball tournament (very similar to the dodgeball tournament)

everyone showing up in shorts and shirts meanwhile you were in your highschool volleyball uniform, fitting you tighter in some places than it used to

everyone sees the way schlatt’s brows raise when you first arrive

everyone noticed schlatt not taking his eyes off your ass whenever you would bend over, go retrieve the ball, receiving and in general doing anything

during breaks he’ll take you into a corner when he thinks a camera can’t see and kiss you, parting with a smile and slapping your ass as you walk off with a dopey grin

———

“my favorite song right now? it’s probably that song from juno” you say smiling “here is the church and here is the steeple”

“we sure are cute for two ugly people” schlatt chimes in

“i don’t see what any one can see in anyone else but youu” you both sing smiling

“she plays it all the time, it’s so annoying” schlatt teases as you stick your tongue out at him

———

schlatt talks about you when asked or if you’re even referenced

“y/n, she is genuinely the best most incredible person i know, the way you see her on camera is the way she is in person, just that she’s softer and sweeter. I am her biggest fan, genuinely, she’s the most perfect person i know and i love being with her, not even just sex, i like being around her as a person, they make me a better person and it’s like every time i have to leave her, i feel empty. a piece of me is filled when im with her. She could ask me to get back with her in five minutes, tomorrow, fifty years in the future, i wouldn’t care, i’d get back with her in a heartbeat”

———

“my gum is out of flavor” you say looking around for a place to throw it out

“hand me it” schlatt says putting his hand out before you spit out the gum softly onto his palm, schlatt wastes no time putting it in his mouth almost immediately after causing you to look at him with wide eyes

“Schlatt! that’s disgusting”

“eh, i’ve had your tongue in my mouth before” he says blowing a bubble

———

“hello?” you ask putting your phone on speaker for the chat

“hey toots”

“oh hey schlatt”

“so, jambo has been cryin, sittin in the spot he always sat down next to you n he jus’ misses you” schlatt says sadly “i was wonderin’ if you could come over n comfort him since he jus wants his mommy” he asks softly

“yeah, i’ll be over in a few” you say before quickly ending your stream and going over to schlatt’s

“oh my poor baby jambo” you say picking up the mewing cat “you missed your mommy, didn’t you” you ask the cat softly, sitting down next to schlatt and giving jambo small kisses

eventually you fall asleep with jambo in your lap and schlatt carries you both to his bed, laying you down gently and he takes a photo

it’s his background for the next few months

———

“you got any sauce for this?” you ask schlatt as you bite into your fries before he goes into his pantry and fetches a new bottle of your favorite sauce

“schlattie” you chirp “you hate this sauce” you say opening up the bottle

“i know, i just had it left from when you lived with me” he lies

“i took the last bottle with me when i moved out” you say downwards smiling “you bought a new bottle for me”

“whatever” he huffs, knowing that you were right, he hated that stupid sauce but found your reaction to him having it adorable

———

“yeah, i’ve always wanted a surprise birthday party, but i’ve never gotten one” you say softly as schlatt makes note of it

a few months later on your birthday, you realize that very few people have said happy birthday, one of the few being schlatt

it’s a lonely day, you spend some of it alone before you get a text from schlatt at 2 pm

cat babydaddy: get ready, i’m picking you up at 5

you happily get ready, showering, shaving, everything

once he arrived he has a large bouquet of flowers, a teddy bear and a box of chocolate covered strawberries, smiling at you lovingly

“you look great toots” he says handing you your bouquet and bringing your gifts inside, you thank him with a few kisses before he tells you to hurry so you won’t be late for the reservations he made

you giggle the whole way there, holding his hand as the both of you talk before you notice that he’s going past a bunch of restaurants before he makes you put on a eye mask which you do confused

he leads you out of the car and in through some doors, gently he takes the mask off of you to reveal a beautifully decorated venue

your friends and family jumping out to yell happy birthday at you as you feel yourself tearing up, turning to schlatt with tears of joy

“don’t cry, happy birthday toots” he says wrapping an arm around you and planting a kiss on your lips

lmk if u guys want some more, i gotta feed my mutual break up lovers

#jschlatt x reader #schlatt x reader #jschlatt x you #jschlatt x y/n #schlatt x y/n #schlatt x you #jschlatt fluff #schlatt fluff #mbu!jschlatt

[xodarling]

I just need something with Himiko (HSR) Just getting it doggy style with a strap on and Himiko or the reader to have a major exhibition kink..🥴

like imagine himiko getting fucked behind close doors but she's trying to get Dan or someone else to stay away from coming in the room by talking to them and trying not to moan

Please 🤲

QUIET DOWN - xodarling

includes: what the request says, fem!reader, himeko’s sick of your shenanigans, but she complies anyway cuz she luvs u😘 , insatiable!reader, ur younger than her, lowercase writing, usage of y/n, pet names (hun, darling, mama (not in a weird way), dear)

a/n: okay 🤲

“please, please, please!” right now, you’re begging himeko to have sex with you, again. “honey, we just made love not too long.” she sighs, “hime.. i can’t do it later, i’m busy!” you hit the mattress below you like a little baby having a tantrum.

“okay, hun.” himeko sighs with a slight giggle, she really can’t understand how you manage to have so much energy no matter what you do. once himeko gave you an okay you practically pounced on top of her, strap quickly put on since it wasn’t too far away.

you quickly discarded her clothing, and attacked her already bruised neck, adding even more bruises. himeko softly moans as your lips press against the skin of her neck, relaxing as you take your time littering her skin with hickeys.

you grab her tits, playing with the fat surrounding the nipple and then the nipple itself. you take a bite into her milky flesh, leaving a bite mark on of her boobs.

himeko sighs as you take your time sucking and biting her tits. once you had your fill you go lower and lower, kissing her stomach and then her cunt. “mama, you’re dripping.” you run a finger over her slit, “of course i am, you treat me so well.” himeko sighs out.

you then position the plastic tip on top of her cunt and push it in quickly. himeko yelps out once you fully push the strap-on inside of her, her walls being stretched by your dick. once you bottom out inside her you give her no time to react and start plowing your hips into her in an animalistic way.

himeko’s back completely arches, her moans are bouncing off the walls while her chest jiggles with every thrust. a loud moan rips itself out her throat once you hit that spongy spot inside her walls, yelps and whines get louder the more you hit her g-spot. himeko felt her orgasm approaching at a rapid pace your thrusts increasing in tenfold, just a little more and she’ll cum.

“himeko? are you alright?” you stopped thrusting once you heard that calm voice speaking behind the door, before himeko could respond you turn her around, her ass in full display for you to see. “dan heng.. hnghh, what are you— doing here?” himeko bites her lip to conceal any sort of noise that she makes.

you start thrusting, quickly but not harshly to not make any sort of skin slapping happen. “i heard sounds coming from your room, i just wanted to see if you were okay.” how sweet of dan heng, worrying about his fellow express member, completely unaware of what’s happening behind that door.

you quicken your thrusts making them light and fast, “it sounded like someone was in pain.” dan heng added to the end of his sentence, himeko was face planted into her bed, her back completely arched and eyes were rolled back and brimmed with tears. “ah.. no! no, everything’s fine.. don’t worry.. hngh..”

himeko somehow manages to yelp out, the tip of your silicone dick repeatedly hits her g-spot, her back arching with how much pleasure you’re giving her, the fact that someone’s outside, completely oblivious to what’s happening makes her cunt suck in your strap even more.

“are you sure, i’m coming in—” the door knob twists just a slight bit, “no! don’t come in! i’m dealing with something personal, i need.. ah.. some alone time..” himeko’s eyes were fully white now, you’re hand gripping her and pulling it up, her back against your chest.

you move both your hands and play with her nipples, occasionally bringing one down and playing with the fat of her ass, her lip was swollen and bleeding from all the biting. her hands gripping the sheets below both of you, her mouth open wide as silent moans make their way through her mouth.

“oh, alright, i’ll be going then.” dan heng mutters through the door, his voice getting farther before it completely disappears. once his voice stops you push himeko down, making her back arch once again and grab her hips to start plowing away again.

curses and whines start to bounce off the walls wildly, loud slaps of skin on skin as your hips meet hers. “darling..! slow— ah.. down!” himeko whines out, her grip on the sheets getting tighter and tighter, your hands coming down and striking himeko’s ass as you watch it ripple with each thrust.

himeko’s back started to arch even more as her tongue lolled out her mouth, drool dripping down and wetting the sheets. loud almost pornographic moans get even louder as you sneak one of your hands down to her clit, ferociously rubbing it.

her slick starts to drip down her thighs, her orgasm rapidly approaching. your hips start to smash against her ass, the fat of it jiggling with each harsh thrust, you throw your head back as sweat starts to trail down your body, leaving a thin coat of sweat all over your body.

himeko makes more incoherent sounds, trying to warn you about her getting close, not like that’s necessary her cunt sucking in your strap was enough for you to know. you lean down and bite at her soft shoulder, leaving a red bite mark on it.

a loud moan leaves himeko’s throat, the tight knot in her stomach getting tighter, she reaches her hand back tapping your bare thigh, wordlessly telling you she was about to cum. “please, hime, cum for me..” you whine against her ear, your hips burning as your animalistic thrusts get harder and faster.

she arched her back completely, her thighs start to shake as she yelps out something that sounded like your name. your hips don’t stop, continuing to fuck her through her orgasm, her moans get louder as your tip hits that spot inside her again and again.

her face is buried into a pillow she grabbed, her loud almost ear deafening moans are muffled by this pillow. that pure orgasmic pleasure courses through himeko’s body in waves, each one intensified by your thrusts, her walls clamping down even tighter as your hips force the strap even deeper.

her hips are bucking as you continue to fuck her during and after her orgasm, only stopping when your hips give out from all strength you were using to fuck her. your body falls and lands on top of himeko, your bare chest pressed against her smooth back as you both pant from exhaustion.

himeko sighs into the pillow, attempting to collect herself as sweat drips down her body. she whimpers quietly when you straighten your back and place your hands back on her meaty hips, giving her ass a loud slap.

“let’s go again, yeah?” you pant out, you flip himeko onto her back and start to fondle her chest.

both of you will have to have a very awkward talk with rest of the express after this.

#himeko x reader #himeko smut #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail smut #hsr smut #sub!himeko #sub!himeko hsr

[fleuraimer]

…. perhaps a harry x reader blurb to spare 🤲 i will take anything u want to give me. fluff or smut or both or neither ❤️❤️❤️❤️ u rock and my name is also evelyn so i feel bonded to u

u've absolutely made my day with this evelyn :((( i hope you like what i've concocted bestie, she's kinda all over the fucking place, but nonetheless, i hope you enjoy <33

wc: 2k

cw: not much, super fluffy, mildly (perhaps majorly) suggestive. not suitable for ramadan!! not proofread. lmk if i missed anything pls!!

Spring is here.

Fucking finally.

All the seasons were lovely to Y/N, each offered something the others didn’t—couldn’t. But spring was different. Special.

Like him.

Like Harry.

Perhaps that’s why her love for it blossomed like the tulips lining her bedroom window; there was something about seeing her usually soft boyfriend get ten times softer as leaves started to sprinkle branches, blades of grass flashed a vibrant green once more, and the sun kissed the earth that got to her tender heart.

It was especially difficult to not melt when he’d planned a small outing for them, centered around the perfectly warm weather. Instead of waiting until nightfall and driving to some stuffy restaurant (although their dinner dates were never anything less than exquisite), they walked hand-in-hand down the boulevard in broad daylight, gentle wisps of wind the only thing surrounding them, as well as the quiet conversation of other passersby.

They didn’t talk. They didn’t have to. They were perfectly content to relish in the mere presence of one another—soak in the rays of sun, and warmth. Love.

Thumbs gave mindless, delicate strokes against the back of palms, rucking up rings, kissing knuckles in apology, and putting them back in place, just to repeat it all over again. The knitted fabric of Harry’s cardigan is soft when it brushes against Y/N’s bare arm (she decided that it was absolutely perfect weather to slip on her favorite flowy sundress, cinched at the waist and flared at the hips, printed with obnoxiously serene-looking flowers and hummingbirds, with a square neckline that farmed the intricate necklace Harry bought her for their second anniversary quite stunningly), but his hand in hers was softer. Better.

Said hand tugs on hers, urging her away from the beaten path and into the ravine of tall, never-ending trees—willows and oaks; sycamores, birches, and maples, too. She resists, no less. Looks down at the cobblestone beneath her soles, and the cute kitten heels that (in her humble opinion) tie her whole spring-era look together.

She pouts.

And then a head of chocolate obscures her view of the pristine, white triangle toes. A hand placed both respectfully and salaciously on her ankle, coaxing her foot to slip from its confines, makes her breath catch in her suddenly dry throat.

Her kind eyes glaze over, ever so slightly.

“Y’don’t have’t—”

“I want to, Bellissima.”

Her shoe slips from her foot with a soft clatter on the ground when he manages to pry her sole from the earth, but it barely registers in her brain. In fact, everything else seems to fade away into the lovely spring that encompasses them when Harry guides his hand further up, along her fleshy calf, and leans in to place a chaste, staggering kiss to the bridge of her foot.

She wobbles, but they both know it’s not because she’s been left to balance on one foot.

Harry smiles, faint—the crater in his stubbled cheek is nearly invisible—and nudges his nose along the smooth skin of her leg.

He works diligently (as diligently as one can when removing a shoe) to rid Y/N of her footwear, relieving her of any worry or pain.

He looks pleasantly boyish when he looks up at her, smiles all cheeky, and winks for good measure. Kneeling on cobblestone in a worn pair of jeans, suede, dirty Adidas, and a vintage band tee that smells of stale coffee, Chanel No. 5 (one of many preferred perfumes of Y/N), and sex no matter how many times they run it through the wash; the green of his seafoam eyes twinkling in the sunlight, sunnies pushing his hair back, and yet one rogue curl still bends and twirls with the wind, falling in a perfectly aesthetic spiral when it settles…

Soft. Boyfriend. Hers.

Her Harry.

He stands to his full height, and they’re much closer than she’d thought they would be, but she’s certainly not complaining. Where before she stood at (about) Harry’s collarbone, now her head barely reaches the underside of his pecs. Her neck strains to keep eye contact as he slips his free hand back into her awaiting palm, the latter of which occupied with their stuffed picnic basket, and now her precious kitten heels.

“Need me to carry you?” He asks, ready to suffer at least a week’s worth of back pain if it meant he’d keep that love-struck, glowy, adorable (subby, stupid, filthy) look on his girl’s face.

Y/N’s eyes widen subtly, though enough for Harry to notice, and he can’t help but have to stifle a chuckle at her bashful demeanor.

“No, thank you,” she squeaks, and now she’s the one tugging his hand, urging them into the abyss of greenery, away from the hustle and bustle of the city.

The grass feels soft, ticklish, between her powder pink painted toes; she feels her lips stretch into a small grin because of it. They walk idly until they find a soft patch of vividly green grass directly under a tree, kissed fleetingly by the rays of sunlight peaking through the gaps of branches and leaves.

Harry lets his hand fall from Y/N’s (and can’t help but feel slightly colder because of it) to unpack their picnic basket. He grabs the signature red gingham picnic blanket from its place in the basket, releasing its folded form with a flourish. The material floats gracefully through the air until settling on the grass, near gingerly with the way it stops at just the very tips of the blades.

He kicks his chin toward the blanket in invitation as he settles on top of it himself, beginning to remove the contents inside their basket. Sandwiches, fruits, veggies; assorted cheeses and meats, cake, and, arguable most important, wine. He wastes no time in popping the cork from the rouge, pouring a generous amount into each of the pinot noir glasses he’d carefully tucked in the picnic basket.

Y/N kneels onto the blanket, walking on her knees until Harry is within reach, and his incessantly grabby hands are (surprise, surprise!!) grabbing her. He hands her her wine glass and sets his off to the side for the time being, sliding his bear palms up the full of her thighs, the swell of her bum, small of her back…

She shivers as they pet down again, nails biting at her hips to grip and pull her into his lap.

“Too far,” he grumbles, nuzzling in the space where her neck and collarbone meet. He peppers soft kisses along the strong bone, inhaling the natural, overwhelming scent of her. His girl.

Y/N goes easily, sipping slowly at her red wine while her free hand comes up to his hair, fingers threading through the fluffy tendrils. She snatches his sunnies away when they block her half-hearted scalp massage, muttering delicate apologies when the bend of them gets stuck in his hair and he hisses at the sting.

“Sorry, Baby,” she winces herself, chucking the damned glasses onto the blanket when she’s gotten them loose, kissing along the crown of his head to soothe any ache.

She sips more, tart grape hitting her tongue, sugary plum sliding down her throat, strawberry slicking her lips. She’s borderline greedy with the way she downs it, but they’ve got nowhere to be. Only here. Just here. Now.

She twists in Harry’s laps to grab one of the homemade BLTs, offering the half she won’t stuff her fat gob with to Harry, which he politely accepts. They munch quietly, sharing soft smiles and love-sick kisses in between bites. Conversation is sparse, but not bad. Never bad. If anything, the weight of their words is heavier because they’re so few and far between.

They both like it that way, anyhow.

When their feast has dwindled down to nothing but a few fruits and cakes, Harry fishes his phone from his pocket, and reaches in the picnic basket to grab his trusty pair of wired headphones. Hooking them up to his phone, he looks expectantly to Y/N. She raises her brow, never one to move unprompted.

Harry smirks, “Come, Bellissima.”

Her heart flitters, her stomach flutters, and her eyes round out (Harry tries not to think about how fucking easy—). She crawls back to him, in a way that is unnecessarily intimate and innocent, and simultaneously astoundingly nasty, but he tucks the image into the deep, deep, dark recess of his mind so he doesn’t get arrested for public indecency. Saves it for later (call it his spankbank).

He tucks a loose strand of her hair behind her ear before handing her and earbud, and lying down on his side. She follows, the two inserting the device into their ears at the same time. Her head instantly floods with staggered strings and piano, static, and then bass. Saxophone and acoustic guitar being delicately plucked, followed by a heady, gentle voice, similar to Bowie (but never as iconic).

“About You,” she whispers to him, her lips quirking.

Harry nods. Smiles, “The 1975.”

As the music progresses—the subtle vibrato of Matty Healy’s croon, the crescendo of each instrument and sound blending together to create one beautiful, extravagant, mind-bending symphony—Y/N swears she can see all five oceans in his eyes. The clear, breathtaking reefs, the lines that separates it from the rest of the water, dividing the calm from the chaos, the serene from the danger. She sees the deep, the unknown she wishes the dive further into, explore and discover, treasure for nothing but her own heart. And the seafoam that crashes up against the shore, the way it bubbles with joy and glistens in the light of the sun at the horizon, ever so fleeting as it washes back down the grains of sand.

She sees it all.

“S’pretty,” she mumbles, scooting closer as much as she can.

Harry wraps the arm not tucked under his head around her waist, pulling her closer. His eyes flit dazedly between her two.

She may see the ocean, but he sees the sky. The constellations, laid out for him beautifully, his for the taking. His.

He nods, “S’pretty.” Bumps his nose childishly against hers, smiles softly, triumphantly, when it scrunches up. His eyebrows pull together in the center, and he huffs a breath through his nose, “S’fucking gorgeous, Stellina.”

His mouth is on her before she can ask for a translation (there’s only some many Italian pet names a girl can recall) tongue prodding at the seem of her lips until they give way and he can slide the wet muscle against her own. She tastes of their shared wine and vanilla buttercream, and he tastes of fresh peaches, mozzarella, and tangy balsamic vinegar. And yet, somehow, it mixes together to create something new, something better, arguably. He fits her bottom lip between his two, nipping and sucking at the plump flesh, pulling breathy whimpers and faint moans from his lover. His grunts and groans in response are no less self-deprecating (they were both, admittedly, getting extremely hot over a couple of third date level kisses).

Neither paid it much mind, however. Especially not when Harry flips around so he’s lying on his back and she’s pressed firmly against his torso, belly’s melding, chests grazing. Y/N can’t stifle her soft gasp at the heavy weight of Harry against her inner thigh, but she can’t reprimand him, for she is no better—there’s a puddle in the gusset of her panties.

“Harry,” she whines, lashes fluttering when his hands find the swell of her bum and squeeze through the flimsy fabric of her sundress.

“G'na take y'home now, Bellissima,” he husks against her open mouth, tongue flicking at the swollen mess. “Fuck you the way y'deserve for being such a good girl today—” She bristles, rocking into him and crying out softly because of it. “—and if y'keep it up, we’ll go to tha’ cute little flee market y'keep tellin’ me about, yeah?”

She’s being bribed with his (impeccable; divine; otherworldly) cock and her love for all things vintage.

“Can we go to the botanical garden, too?”

Harry snorts, issues a teasing spank to her bum that makes her squeal, but smiles, nevertheless. “Sure, Baby, whatever y'want.”

(Impeccable; divine; otherworldly) Cock, a flee market, and a botanical garden?

She’s in heaven. In happiness. In full bloom.

She fucking adores spring.

#evelyn speaks #not suitable for ramadan!! #i kinda love it #kinda hate #kinda makes no sense #really makes no sense...actually... #oh well #writing feels so foreign #like i feel like i js put together dogsh*t #idfk #i hope u guys like it anyway 😭 😭 😭 #harry styles x reader #harry styles blurb #harry styles fluff #harry styles writing #harry styles imagine #harry styles fanfic #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fic #harry styles one shot #harry edward styles #harry styles #writing #fanfic #fanfiction #imagine #blurb #oneshot #fluff #harry styles x fem!reader

[bylertruther]

older established byler sleeping headcanons

will runs cold & mike runs hot -> resident blanket hogger will -> mike doesn't understand why will needs so many layers for bed like how are you not sweating to death every night babe

mike likes when will rests on his chest bc it's like he's his very own weighted blanket #lifehacks anxiety? stress? he doesn't know her ✋️

will hooks his chin over mike's shoulder n wraps his arm around his waist whenever he turns on his side away from him like miiiiiiiike 🥺 wyd over here... 🥺

mike plays footsies under the covers but will deny it if ever asked

will had a dream where he was falling and woke up with a harsh jerk which resulted in him accidentally headbutting / elbowing mike once and mike has ofc never let him live it down

mike will jokingly rate will's big spoon techniques sometimes n will softly pokes his ribs to tickle him if he dares give him anything less than a 10/10 (which mike finds outrageous bc it matters not how cute n small will's hands are comparedly okay no one likes to be sneak attacked with a freezing cold hand on their warm tummy!!!!!! no one!!!!)

mike is in immediate danger of falling asleep every time tht will plays with his hair n scratches his scalp because he does it so magically tht it soothes him right down to his soul

mike is a biter :3

will gets so used to being snuggled tht whenever he isn't he quietly rolls over n looks at mike like 🥺 sniffle...... are u...... 😞🥺👉👈 are u mad at me............. 💔💔💔💔💔 OR he's like 🤨🤨🤨 hello??? my snuggles???? where are they??? 🤲🤲🤲 n grabs mike's arm so he can wrap it around himself when he turns over again like damn gotta do everything myself i guess!!!!!! (mike loves him sm n alleges he was just running an experiment ok)

#byler #byler hc #mine

[pristine-rose]

im gonna send alice a thirst bc why not‼️‼️

ok so candance am i right?

candance is hot as shit imo i would be ridding her abs anyday i swear or her thighs

small hc i think her thighs and abs r so toned from fightingin the dessert and just watching you get off and moaning into her ear or sobbing while trying to look all pretty for her whiping your tears away is her favourite

candance also defo drfo DEFO hates seeing her baby cry shes not mean even if your a bit bratty she will punish you just for a but tho i mean how can she treat her darling like that unless shes cryingfrom all the pleasure your getting from her

and then theres dehya heheehehhe

dehya 🫶

dehya loves watching you trying to shut your mouth in a campsite as she fucks you inside the tent with her trusty strap she brought along.

now now dont be loud!! theres people around you and this is a tent if you moan loud enough their gonna hear you and maybe dehya will fuck you on display for all of them to see or maybe she’ll share you the possibilties make your stomach churn and fill with butterflies

another hc for dehya‼️‼️

dehya loves being gentle with you at the start but she cant help herself when shes so desperate sometimes she’ll just scissor you for hours just to fele you against her she’s fast n rough she doesnt care how many times you cum she just needs you :(

OH GOD AND IF YOUR TALKATIVE SHE PUTS HER HAND RIGHT ON YOUR MOUTH TO SHUT YOU UP MMMHHHHH just to say

“shh i know my lady just enjoy the feeling of being bittled by a dessert dewewller..heh? your into that idea sweet guess i dont have to hold back my lady”

god when she sakd that to dunhyzard my stomach was just AAAA TAKE ME

Anyways..

for my last brainrot of the day to you alice is my favourite purple and pink haired duo (ik this is long but ive been bored all day and ive nearly finished writting a fic that too forever)

miko just loves pranks especcially if shes executing it ei however is 50/50 if she finds it cute shes giving you small neck kisses with a smile if she doesnt your getting fingered for hours under a table untill you can cum

this gave you the perfect idea

as the two hot and influencial woman of inazuma spoke to eachother of the future of inazuma and protection you just get the perfect idea to get close to their left and right ear and moan as erotically as you could just begging their names out

miko was very turned on afterall her fox ears are sensitive and it felt as loud as you both actually having sex while ei is there blushing like crazy too your smirk and try to leave but “uh oh little one! seems my prey has been caught” you could feel the chills and sharpness of her nails against your wrist

As ei starts to manhandle and fondle your chest while miko bites your neck her fangs leaving small blood spilling marks to lick off

you can take both of their hands

“cant you pretty girl?” miko chuckles from the side. Shes very experimental she enjoys the pleasure of it and then feeling it from her two lovers afterall your not the only ones who love being fucked like crazy

ei smirks as she drawns into your neck as miko leaves her lipstick stains on your cunt thighs and face as a symbol of whats hers

they arent gonna punish you afterall!! they loved the prank infact they loved it so much you can cum how many times you want and control whatever just dont moan too loudly wont you dear?

-🤲 alice if u sont get this jst know my life was poured into this fr

CW//NSFW

WHY WOUDK YOU SEND ME THISWHBDELNDNA

IDK WHAT TO SAY THERE IS NOTHING I CAN ADD EVERYONE JUST SIT BACK AND ENJOY.

#🎐 : long ask #💌 : lovemail #hu ! 💘 #genshin candace x reader #dehya x reader #yae miko smut #raiden ei smut #genshin women smut #genshin women x reader #CANDACE 🫶 oh i could go on about her #and y’all already know how i feel about ei and miko . . . #☺️☺️🤭

[jihyoruri]

i need me some wowyn facts 🤲 like where she's from etc etc please thank u

yn’s grandparents are french speaking so she’s fluent in french and because she doesn’t flirt with wonyoung much when she does it’s mostly in french so wony won’t understand her.

her favourite girl groups are blackpink and red velvet

she lived in boston for a while with her godparents while her mom and step dad sorted things out for their house in korea so when she’s mad and she talks in english a boston accent will slip out sometimes and rei always tries to mimic it but always fails

used to be really insecure about her voice she didn’t like the raspiness.

was a yg trainee.

likes to feed her members, if she has snacks she’ll just raise a piece of it to their mouths and they always just bite it out of her hands.

as we already know her best friends are giselle and somi.

has a habit of kissing wony on the cheek every morning.

her iz*one bias was chaewon.

likes starting fights when she’s bored.

has room where she stores all the gifts that her fans give her.

she loves kuromi and one her fans gave her a Kuromi plushie at a fansign and she keeps it on her bed ever since.

has the biggest soft spot for dives.

loves stars

her and leeseo actually fight like older sister and younger sister.

she sleeps in yujin’s room all the time.

here you go 🤭 lmk if you want more

#wow!yn

[ash-and-starlight]

Books of 2023

the list nobody asked for <3

My reading habits had gone a bit stagnant in the past couple of years so this year i made the effort to engage in reading again and wow books really are good!! who would have thought! Sharing this year's book log with the small reviews i did while reading yeah i am That kind of list lover if u feel like being nosy, (and maybe even help mi crowdsource reading recs based on my likes 👀🤲?)

The left Hand of Darkness - Ursula K. Le Guin Ursula i Need to know your thoughts on omegaver- [gunshot] THAT ASIDE yeah. mrs Le Guin you've done it again. I can see why everyone got their brain chemistry altered by this book.

The Membranes - Chi Ta-Wei another brain chemistry altering book. would love to discuss it with a gender studies major lmao

Satanic Verses - Salman Rushdie its a v atmospheric and poignant story, I know I would have loved it more if I was familiar with the rich religious/cultural background it draws from

The Masquerade Series - Seth Dickinson Crazy insane in the membrane about this series. one of the most compelling worldbuildings I've ever seen, and most importantly it features one of the most crazy wet pathetic scrunkly meow meow protagonists i've ever had the pleasure of reading about.

Middlesex - Jeffrey Eugenides i liked the writing style of this book a lot! idk how well it holds up re: intersexuality topic, but its a very engaging read.

Dead Blondes and Bad Mothers: Monstrosity, Patriarchy, and the Fear of Female Power - Jude Ellison, Sady Doyle The title says it all honestly, its a beautiful, thought provoking and engaging essay, spanning eras, pop culture phenomenons, and real life events on the topic of women and horror.

The cat who saved books - Sōsuke Natsukawa this was so cute and heartfelt, it will really make you go Ah Yes, this is Why we Love Books <333

The Locked Tomb Series - Tamsyn Muir now when people say there is a girl who is the cursed sacrifice of 2000 infants who falls in love with the sleeping embodiment of the soul of the Earth (barbie) and also another girl who is the only survivor of the aforementioned sacrifice and is. a Jesus metaphor? and also the two girls become one at some point. and every book is a different genre. and god is bisexual. and memes survived the nuclear apocalypse. I can just nod and say so true.

The Area X Trilogy - Jeff VanderMeer Rotating this series in the microwave of my mind at the speed of light it's soSO GOOD!! the movie doesn't even come close honestly u NEED to read the books. and then go touch grass and be aware of every strand in a completely new way.

The Dawn of Yangchen - F. C. Yee nice read! I was more invested in the worldbuilding crumbs than in the actual story lmao, I will forever think about the HEATED airball rivalry between the air temples and about the swt greetings / bethrotal armbands.

Inuit Stories of Being and Rebirth: Gender, Shamanism, and the Third Sex - Bernard Saladin d'Anglure starting w a disclaimer bc I feel like the topic of native colonization was ignored when it should have been way more prominent when talking about the context of where and when these testimonies were collected?? That aside it was very interesting and well put together, with first account testimonies of Inuit elders about their myths, lifestyles and beliefs.

Pachinko - Min Jin Lee i read the book after having seen the tv series (which i also rlly recommend). Very moving story about a family and its generations, from Korea under Japanese colonization to modern day America.

Her body and other parties - Carmen Maria Marchado sometimes I go about my day then I remember this book exists and stare at the wall for 30 minutes.

Dictionnaire de l'impossible - Didier Van Cauwelaert big miss. this collection of articles about "strange impossible phenomenons" sounded so quirky and interesting but i sure would have loved if the author hadnt so clearly picked a side. and also way too much church for my tastes.

He who Drowned the World - Shelley Parker Chan Im not even gonna speak about this one if you've followed me since july you know what pits of insanity and despair i'm in

Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow - Gabrielle Zevin Sometimes!! the book with pretty covers put in the "famous on socials" bookstore section!! are good!! It's about being othered it's about connection it's about diaspora it's about love and friendship and most of all it's about viddy games.

Station Eleven - Emily St. John Mandel reading this post-covid and learning it was written in 2017 was A TRIP. Psychic damage at every page. still feeling very normla.

The Mask of Apollo - Mary Renault Ugh i desperately wanted to like this book because the setup is so interesting and full of potential, but the end result was just. flat. flat story flat characters the plot focusing on the wrong things at the wrong times i was so DONE when i reached the end otz.

Babel - R. F. Kuang LOVED the worldbuilding in this, the "lost in translation" system of magic is one of the most interesting things ive ever read. I think theres something about the writing in general that didn't win me over completely?? but all in all a very good

Red Ocean - Han Song This sure is a Book. That i've Read. its so profundly strange and unlike anything ive come across that i dont even know what to feel about it. i think 90% of my confusion comes from Not Getting Cultural References so if someone has a "red ocean explained" essay plz send it my way bc i couldnt find one.

#taking with me into next year Chromorama and The seven moons of Maali Almeida #anyway blease talk to me about your fave books!! #or about the ones in this list!! #send post #books

[kneelingshadowsalome]

would you ever be interested in writing a more masc reader? i kind of got it by know you write fem!reader exclusively, so i've been wondering if you'd write something along the lines a manly gal.

like the type that sees könig do his pushups, she must also immediately try to catch up to him? she sits manspread and wears manly clothes and makes everything a raunchy sex joke and has no shame and is kind of a muscle mommy and a total gremlin? something like that? and it disarms könig completely cuz he's used to damsels in distress, but this one can do everything herself but somehow wants him?? like an equal partner?

also can u pls tell each of your königs i love them with all i have? pls? 🥺 they're like my reason for living this past year i wanna give them a big sweet kiss and pet them

🤲 here, have an offering as gratitude. ignore the arms lol

Maaaan your offering 😭😭💖💞

And yes I have a habit of writing König with helpless maidens and sassy fairies don’t I 😂

So… König with masc!reader…. (Lol this turned out very rivals to lovers but I hope you enjoy!)

König can be a little off-putting. One would think that a man of his size wouldn’t get so threatened by a girl with some muscles on her... But you catch him mansplaining guns to you more than once, showing off his new rifle and then snapping his mouth shut when you fire a round of 5 bullseyes with a calm, stable breath and perfect posture.

“It’s nice,” you give it back to him, “but I’ve seen better.”

Knowing that you just threw his own words back at him – he’s always boasting on the field – König just blinks and grabs his rifle from you.

“...Where?”

“In my safe,” you shrug, trying to keep a neutral face.

And you’ve seen him during sparring, knowing already that he likes to one-up everyone. König is skilled and fierce, but he’s also competitive to the point of petty, which is why you’re amused when he suddenly turns gentle, even hesitant when paired with you.

At some point, it starts to get on your nerves though. It’s slightly insulting, even sexist, that he’s trying to treat you like a gentleman when you’re supposed to hit each other. So, you snap a good right hook through his guard and watch the man see some stars. Hoping that it would fix that attitude, you do it again, and again until he stops giving you the princess treatment.

But even after that, you see he’s holding back. The more you try to get him to attack properly, the more pissed off he gets, refusing to strike you even when you bring him down – a man twice your size – and gloat over him. His eyes are flaming because he just lost for the sake of some weird “I don’t hit women” policy, and it shouldn’t bother you. The man’s an asshole, what are you to do?

Still, it’s giving you a headache. Did you win the match only because he allowed it? You almost smack him in the head again. You already dealt with these kinds of idiots at the training program, and now you have to take shit from pros too? While you’re the pro? Jesus.

Determined to give him hell for the rest of the week, you make a lousy joke about the size of his gun when you go on a mission. It’s a bit unhanded, because this lame ass fool actually gets bothered by your quip, and you mentally beat yourself up for messing with your partner’s head before an important hostage rescue.

He barges through the door like a bull, and you purse your lips under your balaclava – on the other hand, is it even your fault if he gets killed because of some stupid Freudian joke?

This guy is simply too much fun…

So what happens is that you can’t keep your mouth shut. It’s horrid, what comes out of your lips when he’s trying to save lives. Things such as:

“Do you have your gun in hand?”

“I’ll keep an eye on your six while you take the women”

“Did you see their faces when König rammed himself in?”

The innuendos are obvious and rampant and so bad that König is surely blushing under that hood before you even board the plane. On top of everything, he rubs the barrel of his gun up and down in the plane because he’s so nervous. He does it absent-mindedly; the poor guy probably doesn’t understand the outrageous amount of Freudian jokes that could be cracked about that…

You try to pull yourself together after that because otherwise, people would start to suspect you’re having a crush on him. Army humour is army humour but you’re taking this shit a bit too far… Your jokes have never been this bad before, they certainly never induced such crazy behaviour from a guy.

...Because it turns out that you’ve awoken a demon.

At the gym, you see König watching you do pull ups – you’re the only girl there, yes, but you don’t wear some sculpting, seamless gym pants and a suggestive sports bra. You only have your old sweats and a tank top on, but the man's looking at you like he’s dreaming of either killing or fucking you. He's smashing the plates around like they've just personally insulted him, and glares at your way again, then lifts more than you’ve ever seen anyone lift before. He never talks to you: just stops and stares when you’re doing a set, then does his own, then glares.

You don’t know if it’s some kind of an awkward challenge or if he’s trying to flirt with you – menacingly – but you’re a mess after that gym session.

Next time during training, König personally offers to spar with you: he even pushes away the guy that had been assigned as your pair. And this time, he doesn’t hold back. He’s serious, and rough, and fucking frightening.

“That’s it, big boy,” you’re panting before half a minute has passed, “You finally found your groove?”

“No talking during sparring,” he grunts, and almost manages to land a blow – almost, because it ends with him on the floor. The takedown is something even KorTac’s best would be proud of, but he doesn’t allow you to gloat this time. Oh no: he rolls through it: actually, he rolls so that he lands on top of you, then smashes his whole weight on your chest to keep you down.

“Right where I want you,” he says, so brunt and brief that you’re not sure if you just imagined it.

“Is...that...so?”

You try to fight him in vain: he only presses you further into the mat and forces even your face to the side with his own.

“I thought you liked girls,” he pants into your ear, so low that the others can’t hear.

“That’s funny,” you whisper through clenched teeth, fingers curled around his shirt. “I thought you liked girls.”

You hear him draw air right beside your ear, and then – it’s unmistakable, the throbbing pulse against your thigh.

He’s getting hard.

The fucking moron is getting hard during a sparring session with you–

“There’s no need to crush your partner,” the trainer instructs, to everybody grinding on the mat in general, perhaps, but you have a feeling he’s directing the words König who’s currently choking you with his entire body.

“Is this what you want?”

He lets you breathe, only enough so you can turn and have another staring competition with him, this time with his mouth only a hair’s breadth away. Those eyes are hard as steel and as beautiful as snow, and that stare still wants to either fuck or murder you…

“Hm? You want to get crushed?”

“...Why do you think I joined the army?” You laugh breathlessly, eyes glimmering from mirth. He’s such a sight when he’s angry and confused.

Your cheeky answer only makes him more perplexed. Poor man – it’s so easy to tease him that you almost feel like a bully.

“That's right... Take your time getting up, there’s no need to rush,” you breathe, and watch the snow melt into a bewildered cerulean sea.

It sets sooner than you thought, his lids dropping as he settles to watch your lips, the heavy pulse on your neck.

“Oh I’m up already.”

#könig x reader #könig x you #“like an equal partner” lol I TRIED #an attempt was made

[gahyeonszn]

Would u mind writing fem!reader giving sweaty gp heejin a blowjob after her workout? If sweat isn’t ur thing could I also request gp lipves where lip blows yves 🤲👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 thank u!

take it

genre: a poor attempt at smut tbh

warning(s): terribly written dick sucking and like one degradation term

note: sorry if this isn't to your liking anon, this is the first time i've written smut and gp so it really might not be the best:(

one of the many favorite things you liked about heejin was that she loved working out and it gave you an excuse to stare for just a little too long. you couldn’t help, something about her sweat glistening just seemed to set you off in just the best way possible.

you were sitting on the couch of the dorms that you shared with heejin and her members when a text message popped up on your screen as you scrolled through various social media apps.

can you come by the practice room and bring my water bottle? i was in such a rush to workout that i left it on the kitchen island:( texted heejin. you smiled to yourself, muttering a small “loser.” before getting off the couch and making your way over to the kitchen where you saw her water bottle sitting exactly where she had said it was. after you grabbed the water bottle, you made your way towards the front door, slipping shoes on, and putting a cap on before leaving to run your quick errand.

or so you thought.

as soon as you walked into the practice room where heejin was doing an impressively long plank, you felt drawn to her, almost like she put a spell on you that made you want to stick around for the rest of her workout. you placed her water bottle next to her, she thanked you while still planking, and with that you made your way towards the wall opposite of her, sliding your back down it to sit down. a timer had gone off a couple minutes later, signifying that her plank was done with. heejin sat on her knees, grabbing the ipad she used to time her plank, turning it off. 

“thanks for bringing my water bottle by the way, that plank almost killed me.” heejin chuckled while opening her water bottle, taking the biggest gulps you’ve ever seen her take. a couple water droplets fell, dribbling down her chin before eventually falling and rolling down her chest. the stray water droplets had caught your eye, but you shook your head, attempting to get any lewd thoughts you may have just had out of your head. 

heejin carried on with her workout, getting through it with ease since you were there for moral support even if you only nodded and smiled when heejin would ask you any sort of question. you were too focused on every bead of sweat that formed over time with her workout. you found yourself not even being able to snap yourself out of your thoughts, fully letting any and every thought consume your brain until heejin started clapping her hands.

“hello? earth to y/n? you there?” heejin clapped and chuckled, catching your attention. you blinked a couple times, shaking your head and apologizing. who knew you could get so lost in your thoughts. “do you mind getting me a towel from that rack over there? i'm drenched.” heejin continued to which you nodded. 

“you’re not the only one that’s drenched.” you muttered to yourself, giggling under your breath while grabbing a towel from the rack and making your way towards her. she thanked you, using the towel to wipe the sweat off. you couldn’t help but watch as she wiped herself dry. just when you thought you were being somewhat subtle, heejin snapped her fingers, catching your attention once again.

“i know you’ve been staring this entire time, that’s why you stuck around for my workout, huh? you enjoy watching me sweat? does it turn you on?” heejin smirked, watching as your cheeks started to turn a light shade of red out of embarrassment. “oh come on, don’t get embarrassed now.” she chuckled, cupping your jaw with her hand free hand that wasn’t holding the towel, pulling you into a lust filled kiss that only deepened after heejin dropped the towel she was holding. she pulled away, admiring your face filled with bliss, rubbing her thumb against your lip before smirking.

“i want you to suck me off.” heejin blatantly said, grabbing your hand to cup her hard on. “let me feel those pretty lips wrapped around my cock, sound good?” you nodded, licking your lips to which heejin nodded in response. you got down on your knees, pulling her gray sweats down, seeing her imprint in her boxers before teasingly pulling her boxers down while looking up at her. you held her hard on with one hand as you gave a gentle lick to her tip, getting a taste of her precum that had started to ooze out. heejin brought a hand down to your hair, grabbing a handful while uttering praises of how good you were doing already.

you got closer to the base, licking a stripe up from her balls to her tip before leaving little kisses down her shaft, licking another stripe up to the tip. the sensations made heejin lull her head back, letting her mouth open with an ‘o’ which only got bigger when she gasped as you took her tip in your mouth, circling your tongue around it.

“fuck, feels so good.” she cursed, readjusting her grip on your hair, pushing your head a bit to fit more of her length into your mouth. you gagged a bit which made heejin almost cum on the spot. she knew she was too big for you, but that was ok because she’d be sure to make up for any throat pain later.

once you let your throat adjust to how much of heejin’s length you had in your mouth, you continued to bob your head up and down at a slow pace, letting your throat adjust to more and more of her length until you had gotten down to her base. you moved back, removing her entire cock from your mouth, letting your hand jerk her off to spread your saliva for extra lubrication, making sure to rub your thumb across her tip when it got to the top. heejin was starting to get impatient, it seemed like you were teasing at this point and she wasn’t having it. 

heejin brought her other hand up to grab another chunk of your hair before telling you to move your hand, slamming her cock into your mouth, hearing you gag, but not caring anymore. heejin proceeded to fuck your mouth, letting out grunts and moans as you continued to gag, tears rolling down your face from the constant gagging.

“look up at me, let me see those tearing eyes of yours, slut.” heejin said, to which you obediently did, staring up at her with teary eyes as she proceeded to roughly fuck your face. you attempted to flatten out your tongue more and when you did, it sent a wave of pleasure over heejin which caused her to thrust once more into your mouth, shooting ropes of her thick cum down your throat. heejin heavily breathed, attempting to catch her breath as she pulled out of your mouth, a string of saliva mixed with cum following. heejin let go of your hair, ruffling it up as she watched you swallow any leftover cum. 

“you did such an amazing job for me, drink some water because i’m not done with you yet.” heejin held her water bottle towards you as she menacingly looked at the wall with mirrors along it.

#loona #heejin #loona reactions #loona scenarios #loona imagines #heejin reaction #heejin reactions #heejin scenarios #heejin scenario #heejin imagine #heejin imagines #heejin x reader #loona x reader #heejin smut #loona smut #heejin loona #loona heejin

[whiskeyglassess]

Alone|| Matt sturniolo

Summary:

chris and nic are out of the house, leaving you and matt alone for the first time.. ;) warnings: smut Matt sturniolo x !fem reader

Notes:

this is for the sick freak sturniolo fans like me so if that’s not you don’t read and don’t comment because i don’t want to hear about it bye 💗 this is a 20 year old man sturniolo police.. go away mattxyou/ smut/ friends to lovers/fem reader/ shy to rough matt🫶 this is my first story on here ever guys so lmk what u guys think, idk how often i’ll write or how long the stories will be, but i wanted to post this to see how it would do. i’m also planning on writing chris and maybe nick stories so if you guys have any ideas or requests lmk! 🤲 -ailee

Chapter : alone with matt sturniolo

Chapter Text

you and matt were left on your own together for the first time. you are staying at their place momentarily, while the boys help you move down from boston. they got invited to their friends house but for some reason matt didn’t want to join.

the sounds from the tv were the only thing breaking the silence as you and matt sat on the couch, you scrolled on your phone aimlessly, bored. your eyes started to wander to matt. he was… hot. no, really fucking hot. you’ve always known this and just kept it to yourself, enjoying the daily dose of eye candy without making things weird.

his eyes look in your direction and you make eye contact and realize you’ve just been blatantly staring at him. your face immediately getting hot you look back down at your phone and don’t say a word hoping he won’t either, but knowing matt-

“what are you lookin’ at?” matt questions with a slight smile tugging at his lips, as he nods his head in my direction. “somethin ugly” you laugh at your own joke and stick your tongue out at him immediately regretting it but not showing it. it’s a curse ruining every moment with humour.

“yeah that explains why you were drooling” he comes back making himself giggle. “you wish matthew” you roll your eyes and scoff jokingly folding your arms over your chest. “do not! ew” matt childishly argues back “yeah okay sure..” you tease as you throw your head back in laughter.

matt licks his lips smothering a smirk down knowing you’re right; matt can’t deny he does wish you were drooling over him. his eyes travel down your body looking at your tiny tank top that drives him crazy, he can’t look at you for too long in it. and you just so happen to wear it all the time, making matt fucking desperate. you notice his eyes trailing your body slowly making their way up to your eyes. his face heats up when he realizes you noticed. he clears his throat in order to change the subject again and looks at the tv only to look back at you moments later.

“there’s also no reason for you to call me matthew” matt adds knowing you do it to get a rise out of him. “and what are you going to do about it” you say slightly seductively leaning towards him. matt can’t help himself but look at your tits through the thin material as you move towards him. his eyes shoot up to yours which are also traveling up his body, your eyes tracing his tattoos.

his heart beat immediately increasing and his cheeks burning red as you look up at him with your innocent eyes pretending like you don’t know what you’re doing to him. too shocked to respond matt sits there dumbfound, with his lips slightly parted he breathes out as his brain over flows with thoughts. 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸?

“are you okay matt, you’re burning up!” you say sounding concerned knowing you’re the cause. you scoot towards him and place your cold hands on his burning cheeks, his breath hitches as you touch his skin.

matt is blushing more at her moving closer to him. his eyes are locked on yours "...uhhh" he mumbled "I-uh" he looks away from you making your hand fall but is still blushing "cmon, im not that red" he says dismissing me “if anything it’s just really hot in here” he smiles holding back a laugh, as he tugs on the neck of his hoodie.

“you’re right it is pretty hot in here” you agree “maybe you should take that off” you suggest in a quieter voice your face burning as well

matt’s eyes are still glued on you, his heart skips a beat as he tugs his hoodie over his head, you follow his swift movements with your eyes and lightly chew your bottom lip.

“matt.. can i.. say something crazy” you blurt out without thinking. matt’s ears perked up at your question as he furrows his eyebrows at you “mhm” he hums softly with a hint of curiosity in it. my heart skips a beat and your breathing starts to get more intense, you look at the ground and debate if you’re going to hate yourself for admitting this or not “i.. want you”you blurted and looked back over at a red faced matt.

matt is speechless from what you said. he looks down at his hands fiddling with the string on the band of his sweatpants nervously before looking up at you again "you really want me?" he says in a hushed tone slightly smirking

you lean closer to him “i’ve always wanted you matt” you whisper in his ear, matt can feel your breath tickle his sensitive neck sending a chill down his spine. he’s radiating feelings he's never felt before. “i...i’ve always wanted you too" he whispered back. you lean back and look in his eyes, he looked so pretty right now. “you don’t know how many times i’ve thought about you matt” you say breathlessly eyes shooting between his eyes and lips.

matt still unable to form a complete sentence was thinking about what you were saying. he was still really nervous but decided to minimize the gap by leaning in even closer to you. as he was now just inches away from you. his heart is pounding out of his chest when he finally worked up just enough confidence to speak again in the most hushed tone "can...can I kiss you...?" he said in an almost whisper, barely able to get the words out

you nod and slowly lean in waiting for your hungry lips to touch. his soft lips smash onto yours, your hands sliding up in his hair gripping onto the back of it. minutes pass of your lips battling for dominance, his ultimately winning.

matts hands explore your waist and hips, he’s thought of the taste of you and the touch of your skin so many times, he grabs onto the skin on your hips roughly, eager for this moment, losing control of himself he snakes his hand around your waist to pull you onto his lap.

you whimper into his mouth at the feeling of him when you sat on his lap, feeling the pressure from the hard huge bulge in his pants makes you grip onto his hair tighter making matt groan and roll his head back, his hands eagerly made their way to your hips making them rock on his lap. releasing some pressure making us both grunt and moan.

matt’s head is rolled back as he’s whimpering mess, he’s clearly been needing you for a while. you feel the same. he’s guiding your hips to slide back and fourth, he looks up at you on his lap and connects your lips again passionately only for him to slide his tongue down your neck to bite and leave hickeys making you moan like crazy in his ear, he can’t help himself anymore, his needs are taking over.

he lifts you up and lies you on your back soon crawling on top of you smashing his lips onto yours once again making you gasp slightly, matt takes this as his opportunity to slide his tongue into your mouth, you instantly accepting. he’s kissing you rough and wet. matt’s starting to get restless teasing himself by pressing his hips against you. his curious hands grabbing at your skin. you can’t take it anymore either your legs already shaking with anticipation and needyness for him.

matt’s hands slide up your hips to pull down your pants, he breaks the kiss to pull the rest of your pants off while he admires you beneath him, his eyes mainly looking at your dark lust filled eyes, needy for him, and your swollen pink lips from the previous makeouts which you have pinched between your teeth, and your neck and tits which are covered in his hickeys. his signature smirk grows the more he looks at how messy and needy he’s made you for him.

his eyes trail his hands as they slide up your thighs and hook onto the lace of your underwear before he pauses to look at you for permission. you nod your head while pulling on the bottom of the t-shirt he had on. “give me a minute baby, let me look at you.” matt says sliding your underwear down your thighs slowly and teasingly. he’s lustfully looking at you. memorizing every curve and freckle on your beautiful body never wanting to forget this moment.

“matt please fuck me” you beg “im on the pill i want you raw.” you say as you wrap your thighs around his waist making his cock twitch, he grips onto your thighs roughly pulling you closer to him.

he lets go to slide his shirt over his head. he pulls his sweats down his hard dick springing out as he does so. making you squirm slightly. his eyes find yours again and he licks his lips before passionately kissing you again.

you feel him slide his dick between your folds making your back arch and whimper into the kiss. he pulls away disconnecting your lips before he slowly slides himself into you watching your reaction as you stretch around him. his mouth gasping and moaning at how tight you are. your hands grip onto the back of his hair as you whimper, he was bigger then anyone you’ve had before. he struggles to give you a minute to get used to him by slowly pumping into you, he tucked his head in the crook of your neck biting and sucking on your neck while moaning needing to be rougher with you.

it didn’t take you that long to get used to him but minutes pass of you purposefully making him go slow to tease him, watching him slowly thrust in and out of you as he whines and moans, squeezing your hips. you tighten your legs around his waist pushing him fully into you quickly making him moan and curse under his breath. “faster” you moan as you look up at him. he instantly obliges and picks up speed. both of you moaning messes, matt’s hands still exploring your body, feeling you and kissing your skin. he’s jerked off to the thought of this since he’s met you, so naturally he’s excited. making it harder for him to last, he stopped himself before he got too close to make this last longer. he pulled out his throbbing dick and rested it on your lower stomach, his breath heavy letting out small moans on every exhale.

he looks in your eyes with a little bit of shame “i’m sorry i was going to cum” he admits sheepishly. “it’s okay” you giggle and kiss his already burning red cheek, pulling his head down for him to lay on your chest, matt didn’t complain and muffled a smile as he laid on your boobs like a pillow.

after a few seconds of catching your breaths he sits up on his knees and takes your hand to make you sit up, he sits down and pulls you on his lap. you smile at him then slide down his dick automatically making both of you moan, you start to ride him with your hands on his chest traveling up to his hair. him moaning and grunting with every bounce, his hands gripping your tits underneath your tank top. before he slides it over your head. admiring your tits, he starts to kiss your collarbones and all over your tits making eye contact the whole time. his pretty blue eyes looking up at you from between your tits was enough to almost send you over, the feeling of his soft lips nipping at your tits and his dick in your stomach had you squeezing him in between your thighs.

matt feels you begin to tighten around him as you slow down to stop yourself. without second thought he grabs your hips and thrusts into you, he needed to make you cum. he pounded his dick into you, and held your hands behind your back. he watched you moan and whine as you became closer. you tighten around his dick letting him know you’re cumming. he goes harder. “fuck matt” you moan out as you feel the knot in your stomach release and you cum all over him. matt’s breath is heavy and hot, still watching you cum on him. his eyes dark.

he keeps pounding himself into you faster and harder, his hands on your hips holding you up, your legs are weak and trembling as you moan out his name. he starts grunting and moaning out your name as he gets closer and cums inside of you.

his breath is heavy and his heart is pounding. you sit up and he pulls out of you making all of his cum spill out onto his sensitive dick. he watches with his mouth slightly open “oh my fuck” he says under his breath. he looks up at you and a smile tugs on his and your lips. you climb off and he slides his pants back up. never looking away from you. you shyly slide your underwear and tank top back on to have some clothing on.

he slightly pouts when you pull your shirt down cutting off his view from your perfect tits. but smile instantly returned when you scooted beside him. he smiled and wrapped his arms around you and laid down pulling you with him, causing you to start to laugh.

#sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo #smut #sturnproductions #professional yapper #fanfic #sturniolo triplets

[thatdeadaquarius]

hi! quick tip: if you’re on mobile type ‘:readmore:’ then hit enter! i dunno if you’ve been told but. yeah :)

also, your recent piece on apd was incredible!! very nice to see representation!! keep up the excellent work <3 it did get me thinking though: reader with vocal stims, cementing it in the acolytes’ minds that you don’t speak the language of teyvat, and then you’re all just stuck in this loop of “oh man they don’t speak the same language of me” but they DO

if asks are closed or this is outside of your comfort zone then feel free to delete! have a lovely day <3

AHFJLAKLOSUDBABWB U FELT REPRESENTED YAY!!

A cookie for thee, and also extra for telling me how to do Expand thingy on mobile ilysm 🤲🍩🍪✨️ (pspspsps all askers,, u get cookies,,cometothedarksidepspspspspsss)

I was so worried bc it wasnt like super all the aspects of Apd issues, and it was very based on my personal experience w/ similar symptoms + other bits of ppl's experience so i was hoping it still felt somewhat recognizable for ppl w/APD!! Tysm for the feedback :D

NOTE ABOUT VOCAL STIM DEPICTED:

So i think ive experienced verbal stims, so this is a combination of others shared experiences + personal experience, and while everybody experiences things individually/their own way, please let me know if there is something obviously inaccurate/maybe even offensive.

You will definitely not make me mad or otherwise offended, I really want to hear that kind of feedback from others who vocal stim!

Thank you so much for reading! :)

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So lets just say that ur vocal stims r pretty non-verbal or non-sensical ("her sister was a WITCH BRO-" like memes that dont make sense to them)

Or like, u have verbal stims that r actual language but they dont hang around long enough to hear it maybe ??

♤

So like, this ends up happening

Chongyun was exploring near Qingce village for supernatural stuff as usual

And U were just vibin, chillin near Qingce village livin ur best Creator god cottagecore life

And ur like planting a new seedbed, Jueyun Chilis :) (bc jfc however bad it was to collect them in game, its 10x worse in person, ur tired of running around town getting chilis, Qingce isnt exactly flat 💀)

♡

And every seed u put in the dirt ur like "boop!"

And Chongyun comes by, bc u at edge of town, and the villagers mentioned a strange new traveler settling here

He immediately feels a wave of that same feeling he used to feel when the Creator god had their eyes on him, or would assist him in battles

So poor boy almost overheats trying to climb up the hill to ur house

And is like "??...Creator??"

Then kinda stops bc ur just like-

"Boop!" "Boop!" "Boop!" ☺️ LMAO

And then u finish planting seeds, get the watering can,,

And everytime u pour it just-

... "EJACK! Come, water!"

(Ur saying it so fast too, and he's still somewhat farther away, so he cant rlly hear that well too)

...

..

And its just so incomprehensible to Chongyun he's deadass like "A DIFFERENT LANGUAGE??!"

So of course,

He waves, 👋

And ur like omg icy boy!! :D 🧊💙

But u dont say anything yet, and then he starts,, miming?? He points at u? Then like?? Points up? The sky?? Then like, mimes swinging his claymore???

(ARE U THE CREATOR??!!)

U look up, very confused 🧐

He seemes frustrated.

Then he just kinda, bows and leaves?

...

...oh no.

Do Teyvat people speak that crazy language that u saw in game?

Instead of English??

Well.

Shit.

...

.... U havent rlly talked to anyone in Qingce yet since u just got here in Teyvat like a week ago

And found this abandoned house

♧

It just gets worse 😭

Bc slowly, one by one,

Each playable character in Liyue comes to attempt to talk to you

(And since u have a farm, and they keep giving u food/goods? For some reason?? U still dont need to go into town)

☆

At one point, even Zhongli shows up

And thru complex miming and hand motions u think he means dont worry abt him? Like just go back to what u were doing?? Okay??

U guess he's just gonna chill here for now?

...

...Zhongli just kinda,, squints, and puts his hand on his chin in his classic "thinking very hard" face

So ur tending to the garden saying,

" FREDDY! You're supposed to be on lockdown!Vanessa...I'm... a Material Gworl✨️"💀

...Just, on an endless loop LMAO-

...

(Hes trying to see if he recognizes any part of ur language, poor old man 🤔🤔😭)

♤

And it just snowballs even more, and now,

None of you have even tried to say a word to each other. 🤡

(Other than ur vocal stims)

...

Keqing: "Perhaps, it's similar to Fontaine's native language?"

You, in the background: "🎵 dUdE,,, sHe'S jUsT nOt InTo YoU 🎵" (mimicking the autotune and everything)

Ganyu & Keqing: "..."

You: " 🎵 gOtTa MoVe On, mOvE oN-🎵 Hurricane Katrina?? More like Hurricane Tortilla!"

Ganyu & Keqing: "...Can't be,"

"what else do we got? Should we call Yunjin to better mime for us??"

♡

Xiao's the first one to even get close to knowing u can actually talk to each other, bc he's always checking in on u most often <3

And he only heard u bc u swore u heard a monster outside ur house one night and came out ur house with a pitchfork, very nervous,

"...Hey there demons.. it's me.. ya boy."

(And u just keep stimming that out of nervousness to make urself feel better as u check around ur house lol)

Xiao: "??? Demons???!! WAIT-"

♧

By then, it literally took like 6 months for yall to finally have a real conversation 💀💀

...

(Chongyun got so embarassed bc he was one of the first few to misunderstand he overheated rip🙏)

Im. So. Sorry. This. Is. ✨️Ass✨️

Twas the best scenario i could come up with, im telling yall, im not as funny as the ppl who send in these asks 😔

Keep in mind, I never claimed i was funny or a good writer, u cant hold it against me lol /lh

Lower ur expectations LMAO

Well i hope u got sm enjoyment outta this anon, sorry abt the quality!! :)

Cheers,

🌒🌊🌧Aquarius♒️🌌🌘

#ahdkalajf #tysm for the request!! #i hope i did ok #im gettin tested for adhd and i think ive vocal stimmed before but lmk if its inaccurate #also other ppls personal experience theyve shared #genshin impact #ask box open #genshin sagau #my asks #sagau #genshin imagines #genshin sagau ideas #gender neutral reader #please send asks #zhongli #chongyun #keqing #ganyu #neurodivergent reader #neurodivergent imagines #verbal stims #my requests #genshin isekai #genshin god reader #genshin disability imagines #genshin disability #disability imagines

[totallysora]

West Side Story (2021 - Songs)

Here’s what I think of (pretty much) all of the songs!

Ok Icl I’m gonna skip the first one by the Sharks cuz I have absolutely no idea what they’re saying 😭 I do plan on looking up a translation at some point however, so I’ll say what I think abt it when I have!

The Jet Song - This song is unfairly catchy 😭 It’s a great introduction to the Jets, and the actual shot in the movie is just amazing, this song absolutely slaps

Something’s Coming - Ok so I actually adore ansel’s voice 😭 I really like this song, and honestly the scene in the movie was actually kinda fun

Maria - Once again I absolutely adore his voice, is he the best ever?? Ofc not, however I definitely think he did this song justice, and overall this whole part of the movie was great

The Balcony Scene (Tonight) - I love this song so much it is actually unreal 😭 This whole scene was the best thing e v e r (although Icl I was absolutely yelling at maria to get back inside before she got caught throughout the whole thing 💀) Also, Ansel and Rachel’s voices blend so well together?? And Rachel’s is just like,,,so s m o o t h it’s perfect

America - This entire song was m a g i c a l, Ariana is such a good Anita, and personally this is my favourite version of the song, and is one of my favourites songs in the whole movie, just because the whole thing was choreographed so well, the dancing is so good I love the whole thing sm, and also I love how Bernardo and Anita have different views on everything! Overall this song is just so fun 😭

Gee, Officer Krupke - Oh my fucking god I love this song sm, not only is it unfairly catchy (as most of the Jets’ songs are) but the entire thing was choreographed and pulled off so well! Although compared to the dance heavy numbers there was obviously a lack of choreography, but in terms of how well the did everything?? (Especially with 2 benches like that’s actually crazy) It was one of my favourite scenes in the whole movie! And I know I have said it a million times but This is why we cast Broadway actors in musical movies 👏👏 they pulled it off perfectly and this whole part of the movie could not have been better

One Hand, One Heart - Once again their voices blend together so well, and I just absolutely adore the way they sound 😭 I can’t remember this scene that well but the song itself is, although relatively short, still really good!

Cool - I also absolutely love this song! The way they moved in the whole scene was awesome, and although a majority of it is just background music as they do their whole lil dance thing, it’s still pretty catchy in my opinion, and is one I find myself listening to often!

Tonight (Quintet) - Holy f u c k, this song is so good! All of the different povs?? Both the Jets and the Shark preparing for the rumble, Anita preparing for Bernardo (clearly not prepared for what was gonna happen), Tony singing about seeing Maria, and Maria singing about seeing Tony, all of the povs work so well together, and this whole entire scene and song is just so ugh 😫 When Maria’s part overlaps the Jets, then Anita joining in, and then hearing everyone all blend togther, it is literal perfection and is s o good it’s unreal, I adored this whole lead up to everything, and the song is amazing!

I Feel Pretty - This song is actually kinda fun 😭 The whole scene was such a 180 compared to seeing the rumble before, and honestly I love it sm! Rachel and everyone elses voice are also great, and it honestly is just such a catchy song

Somewhere - I believe this was originally Tony and Maria’s song (pls correct me if I’m wrong tho!) but having Rita sing this was a m a z i n g, her voice is just so,,raw Ig 😭 The emotion was incredible, and the fact that she recorded this live?? Like hello share some talent with me pls 🤲 But honestly Rita is awesome, and the fact they were able to get her in the movie, and gave her a song is the best thing ever!

A Boy Like That / I Have a Love - Both Ariana and Rachel were such good calls casting wise for Anita and Maria, their voices are literally so powerful they’re so good 😭 The way Anita’s voice is lower, and Maria’s voice is sm higher, yet they still blend together? But also how they blend together in such a chaotic way, which really conveys the emotions they were both feeling during the song - Anita is more,,angry and closer to yelling, yet Maria is so much softer, she’s clearly in love, and the way she sings conveys that so well (Also Rachel’s high notes at the end?? And the way their voices go together so smoothly at the end as well)

The score/soundtrack in general - It was so good, the entire score is iconic, there is not a bad song in this whole musical, and each backing track suits the tone of the scene perfectly, I honestly could not ask for a better score and soundtrack - you can clearly hear how much work, how much thought has gone into this whole sountrack and movie, and it is perfect

Completely random but I need to pay homage to the whole dance at the gym, the backing track for starters, but mainly the choreography, cuz it was done so well and I absolutely love that entire scene sm! I love this movie with my whole heart, and I am so glad it was made! I definitely want to do a part 3 of this at some point with what I thought about the characters (and possibly also the casting, but the casting was perfect anyways so I probably wouldn’t have much to say abt that 😭) Thanks for reading to anyone who made it to the end!

#west side story #west side story movie #west side story 2021 #west side story soundtrack #theatre #broadway #musicals #musical theatre #musical movies #mike faist #ben tyler cook #rachel zegler #ariana debose #rita moreno #josh rivera #I love this sountrack sm it’s u n r e a l #david alvarez #If anyone ever tells me this was a bad movie or soundtrack you can fight me #Like I get it not being ur style but that does not make it bad #That just means u have no taste 🥰