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#he's pure white i don't think that's very appealing to look at
lakesbian · 4 months
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you know what i should scrounge for crumbs harder because there are some crumbs. we are going to pick up and eat the very small crumbs.i will make the best of all worm chapters. i do think it's good at depicting max's abusive behavior and i think the note of kayden picking apart the precise mechanisms of "he's power playing in a way that will make me look insane if i call it out" is so real-feeling and good. and i do, in a void from the other writing wrt nazis, think it's interesting that kayden's entire list of reasons for loving aster is just
yaaaay my special little pure white untainted baby
she's not "overly demanding" and "trusts her mother"
like, the focus on aster being a docile blank slate for kayden's desires, the implication that if this infant grew up and started being a human being with annoyingly loud desires or without implicit faith in kayden she would somehow be less appealing....it could be good if this sort of thing was going to be examined in any real depth at all. theo is also kind of fun in the sense that i enjoy when traumatized children in wildbow novels sit numbly in front of the tv and act like everything is fine. overall i don't hate it and i did find some elements enjoyable enough obviously but for me personally i'd rate it a solid 3/5 average*...not doing enough to nudge into 4/5 stars above average territory and especially not in the context of literally everything else worm does with nazis
*unlike some people who can't use the 5 star rating system properly, 'average/3 stars' from me means 'perfectly satisfactory/does what it needs to do.' im not one of those bitches who treats 4 stars as the average when it should actually be Above satisfactory
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cute scenario that came to mind, Killer croc making pals with the reader during one of his stays in prison. They’re like in a cell right next to him but end up striking conversation with Waylon out of boredom, where they hit it off from there as the reader talks to him like any old Joe even knowing who he is. The reader being a surprisingly down to earth sorta person with a way of looking at the silver lining, who never really reveals why they’re in prison in the first place besides “Play stupid games, win stupid prizes.”
sorry if this is too much😅feel free to ignore
"Sharing is caring" Killer Croc x Reader
Don't even worry about being too much! I've just been busy with life stuff which... congrats to me I got one of the highest scores on the final in class. Which. Granted it was only a 75 but that gives you an idea of how stressful this class was. And then scarecrow stuff I was working on and was really excited to show everyone. You're good!
TW: discussions of violence
When they'd first been put in Arkham Asylum for a series of terrible and stupid choices, they expected things to go south very quickly. For fucks sake, most in the criminal world knew the story of Warren White becoming Great White Shark in Arkham.
The new person. The "crazies" at Arkham and how violent they could be. By a stroke of pure luck, they managed to arrive at a time that cells were not shared due to a lack of space. No one to try and stab them in the middle of the night.
Yet their neighbor... They'd heard about Killer Croc. Crimes and atrocities committed. Some said he was trying to turn a new leaf. Didn't stop him from ended up here again.
When the new inmate found themselves bored and understimulated one night during lockup, they managed a small whisper to Mr. Jones. Asking if it's always so, so deathly quiet.
"Nah, usually it's a fuckin' laugh riot. Can't get any sleep."
"So you're sleeping now?"
"What do you think, smart ass?"
It was an exchange that could have gone poorly. Yet they ended up talking until they both fell asleep. They'd wave to one another in passing. More conversations to keep the darkness and the silence away. Then when other more famous rogues came to the facility, it was to block out the hum and buzz of disturbances in the night.
Neither of them spoke to why they were there. It wasn't really needed. There were brief comments here and there about being stupid or violent acts. Both of them on medication to attempt to soothe their minds.
Mostly they spoke about their lives surrounding the criminal. His mother and their path to making up. His grandparents and the sprawling property they sat on. Swamps and weeping willow trees. The new inmate shared personal details of their own. Bonding.
By the time an appeal got turned over this way and that and the newbie was given the chance to leave, they'd become quite close. Talked through wounds Jones was given by guards due to his "dangerous" nature and the electrified collar he was forced to wear. Advice on how to knock a man's teeth back into his throat if he got creepy or too aggressive for the newbie. A silent but obvious vow of protection and vengeance should something happen to one of them.
Waylon was quiet when it was time for them to go. Refused to say goodbye at this point.
"I'm gonna see you later, don't act all sad. Just stop doin' stupid shit and I'll see you." A promise.
Life outside of Arkham was going to get very interesting once the both of them were out...
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fleetwood-cheese · 5 months
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Phantom Thief Outfit Breakdown
Okay so exactly one (1) person asked me abt my opinions on the phantom thief's metaverse costumes (thank you @waywardsalt) bc I mentioned them in the tags of a poll so now you are all locked into my insane rant abt this topic. Originally this was a power point i made to vent but i realized its too long to post in its entirety (its more than 20 slides long) so you get this monstrosity of a post. I'm going to split this into multiple posts discussing each thief's designs bc there's a lot and it'd be too long; will link each post at top.
Ann - Makoto - Sumire - Futaba - Yusuke - Akechi 2
DISCLAIMER: I am not a designer, have relatively poor fashion sense, and these are largely just my opinions on the matter, obviously people are going to disagree. I'd love to discuss this and get feedback on it but if you're an asshole im not going to entertain you.
Starting with the worst (imo), let's begin with Akechi's black mask costume.
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This is, from a purely design and visual standpoint, the worst to me because it simply has too much going on, and all of it gets lost in its attempts to be cool or intimidating. This attempt at being menacing, presumably, is lost in translation and mostly just makes it look uncomfortable, edgy, and sort of goofy.
It seems to be pulling on ideas of knight armor, birds of prey, straight jackets, and the general idea of being trapped or isolated, but very few of these things actually come across in the final design. (It also might have some bondage/bdsm inspiration, but I'm not sure how intentional that is.)
Firstly, the bodysuit isn't well executed here, and is complicated by the fact that it appears to also be booty shorts with matching leggings?? but they're all the same thickness?? This is confusing and goofy, and would look much better split into an actual top/pants combo. Additionally, the stripes add further confusion and lack the appeal of Loki's stripes, who I presume they're trying to tie-in/invoke with them; their diagonal direction certainly doesn't help. To fix this, I would keep the stripes on the top, but have them run up and down, and simplify the pants to solid black with blue piping along the sides. I think this separate top with the straight stripes would also do a better job of communicating a straight jacket than the current costume does.
Another major gripe I have with this outfit is the hems, but especially the pant hems. They're what I can only describe as boot cut and its awful; I grew up with the 2000s boot-cut obsession, and they don't look good on anyone except horsegirls who wear actual cowboy boots underneath them. I understand the frayed pant and sleeve hems are supposed to look unkempt and villainous, but it mostly just looks like he's walked on them. To solve this, I would effectively cover them up by adding armor; extend the boots and claws and give him actual grieves and arm guards to make him look more dangerous, sharp, and combat oriented, and invoke the knight aesthetic to clash with the detective prince persona and its white, ornamental style.
Adding additional armor also helps solve the problem of him looking so top heavy. This costume's huge neck guard and mask are super bulky and make you feel like he's about to break his neck; by adding weight to the legs, its no long all concentrated at his head. If you compare it to actual helmets, I think its roughly based off of the frogmouth helmet, which has one, continuous neck piece like the black masks. I would adapt it to look more like a closed helmet or a armet, which have a similar shape but much clearer plating and hinges and thus appear less stiff and might have better mobility.
My last major gripe is the cape, because it is SUCH a wasted opportunity. The torn fabric, while matching his frayed hems, is so boring; a cape made out of feathers would convey the crow idea so much better, and give him a sort of dark knight fantasy vibe that would look wonderful imo. You could even show the iridescence of the feathers, which would tie well into the black-grey-blue palette excellently. Im thinking something like the cape below, or possibly like the crowfeather set from bloodborne if you want some extra drama.
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As for the belt, I'm fairly neutral on them; I could take or leave them really. You could remove them if you wanted to simplify the design, or keep them if you wanted an edgier look or to incorporate more bdsm elements, but in that case I would change them to look more like actual bondage belts and not, you know, normal pants belts.
Overall, when ranking these outfits for my powerpoint, I gave this one dead last placement and a solid 2/10 personal ranking.
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mdhwrites · 1 month
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Why Are Harem Protagonists So Boring?
"Because it's easier to insert yourse-" Shoo, shoo. You're not useful except from a marketing perspective and we're here to talk about writing, not marketing. Besides, if that's all that's ever said on the subject, we can never improve the problem so again: Shoo.
Now, with that out of the way, let's actually discuss why.
A blank slate is easier for the GIRLS to insert themselves into.
Okay, that's only like half a joke but the principal is actually similar to the appeal to the audience, as well as essentially hedging your narrative bets as a writer. See, a good romance is built on chemistry. On the concept that you like seeing two people together and you think they could make each other happy. As I talked about in my last blog, The Problem with Harem Childhood Love, this is actually such a complex topic that doing it for just two people is an entire genre and enough to support a full length story.
Now extend that to SIX. Worse yet, not three distinct couples but five of these people all have to go "Yes. This one person is the one we want." That is, to put it mildly, fucking hard to sell. After all, to make people feel positive emotions towards any and all of the potential pairings here, you have to put a lot of time, work and effort to flesh out each character and make them have a proper dynamic with the main character that brings out something new in your protagonist so as to keep them feeling fresh.
But what if there was nothing new to pull out? What if the girl essentially dictated the entire dynamic? That simplifies things a great deal and while it makes for a less compelling romance, if the dude is as boring as white bread, he also won't come across as an actually terrible option for any of the girls, thus rendering him fine. Just... fine.
And fine is genuinely a hard bar for this genre to clear sometimes, hello Rent-a-Girlfriend, who's main character is such a creep and asshole who has made up his mind and is stringing these girls along because it makes him feel good, while pushing the one he likes WAY out of her comfort zone, that quite frankly he should just be thrown in the dumpster like the trash that he is. A lot of harem protagonists though are this sort of pervy, skeevy asshole who when asked "You have the ability to do whatever you want for a day, no repercussions," would look back at you as hellfire fills their eyes and sin fills their groins because sadly, there was never an ethical code within them to begin with anyways. THIS sort of harem protagonist is the one that I think can be rightfully accused of just existing purely for audience wish fulfillment and should never exist ever again.
But that doesn't mean fine needs to be the only bar we strive for. We don't need our opinion on the main character to be simply apathy so that we don't mind him getting with the girls he's surrounded by. No, we can strive for better and it actually comes from a very simple question that is a bitch and a half to answer:
"What sort of guy would all of these girls want to be with?"
Now that might seem obvious. That's the basis of all romance stories after all. Why and who someone would want to fall in love with. With two characters, that is indeed how it should be and the backbone of the genre but when you have a roster of 3-5 other romantic partners to cover, finding a unifying factor is actually as much a problem narratively as it is a boon.
Part of the reasons why harems seem to be mostly written from the perspective of the sorts of girls that a guy would like (outside of just assuming guys have a wider interest in partners -_-) is variety. While harems may have their dedes and their tropes, it still is important that each one be able to cover a different flavor of romance, comedy, etc. trope so as to make sure that one character spending time with the MC feels distinctly different from another. This is part of why most even half decent harems have a wide variety of personalities so as to facilitate this flavor of the week appeal.
If they all are supposed to be equally interested in a guy with a real personality though and own, personal beliefs, the easy answer to that is uniformity. If they're all the same except hair color then OF COURSE they'd all be willing to get with him. This is how you get something like Mabuharo where essentially everyone there is some amount of tsundere or yandere, or at least most of them. This can quickly lead to narrative repetition though and boredom with the main cast as there doesn't really feel like there's a real distinction between them.
This can, again, be fixed by actually making someone so complex as to be able to actually appeal to that many different people through different sides of themselves but if not done right, it can just make the character feel inconsistent. Again, good romance writing is a lot harder than people think and this element of it is one of the hardest. Does that mean we're doomed though? Not really.
I'm only going to do one example but let's take a pretty normal, male archtype: Tough guy with a heart of gold. Looks scary but is actually a decent dude. What sorts of girls might be into him, why and how can he quickly woo them in case the story isn't able to be very long?
Shy: He is the protector. Someone who she should be terrified of but as he clearly means her no ill will and can scare of the anxieties of the day by not giving two shits if people look at him funny, she can immediately want to be by his side for that comfort.
Rowdy/Tsundere: Someone she can spar with, verbally and sometimes physically. Someone who's treatment from the world has left him capable of taking some jabs, again, in both regards, while also dishing out his own verbal barbs. She wants to get with him because they are equals.
Genki-girl/Happy: She can see the wearing down of him due to the harsh world and make it her mission to brighten his world so that he remembers how nice people can be and why he's a good person. In return, he can help her with her naivety and expand her understanding of the beauty the world can have by showing her the rougher parts of it that he was forced into, with him reclaiming that joy in the process. In the end, both are happier for having known each other.
Smart girls: He is a project. Someone to make better by refining his rough edges until she learns to appreciate them. While she works on him from a bookworm perspective though, her own care and determination shining through with how much she'll put up with to get his grades up, he helps her where she's lacking in street smarts until they aren't on equal footing in their respective fields but they're a lot closer and have a lot to thank for each other.
The Dark and Brooding One/Kuudere/Potential Yandere: Doesn't find her scary/mysterious and they both actually see the other as a bastion from the assumptions of others. While the boy suffers from his gruff exterior because people dislike him, the girl suffers from people assuming she'd be too mature for childish things or too scary to approach and be friends with. They are kindred spirits that can lean on one another.
There. Five girls, off the top of my head, for just one incredibly basic archtype of dude. These aren't admittedly the most complex girls either but it's a good baseline to then expand and flesh out for a harem that can bring out nominally different things from him while not having to push so far out of the comfort zone of his archtype that you have to dedicate too much time to his character development and so can keep the focus on the girls. It still gives him SOME sort of personality though besides "Nominally okay dude." Heck, I still technically worked backwards from this, coming up with each archtype one by one after choosing what the guy would be like, but the question never changed: Why would these girls fall in love with him?
It's not as hard as you think it has to be, love doesn't have to be that complicated (not in fiction at least), and so please just put in that little bit of extra effort. Your story will be better for it, even if your market share will be a touch smaller.
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lebienquifaitmai · 8 months
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thoughts about The Emperor
I want to just put all my thoughts about The Emperor while my memory is still fresh after beating the game. Obviously spoilers ahead, obviously personal thoughts and perception, and doing it mostly for myself from the future, but feel free to reply if you have something in mind.
I keep seeing takes about how the Emperor is using Tav for his own goals, but his main goal is, basically, destroying the Absolute. Which is not a bad goal, if I must say it's a heroic goal. But he's not able to do so alone, he needs allies for this, however who would want to go through countless challenges one after another, challenge chosens of the Dark Gods, and face the Elder Brain on top of that? Only someone whomst life would depend on this, someone who not only would die if they fail, but their soul and their very being would be destroyed after turning into mind flayer.
So the Emperor and his crew (not sure if they are also rebels, or Emperor is fooling them around) is gathering anyone they can catch through the worlds, Emperor is putting magically altered tadpoles in their brains, then the nautiloid crash happens. Again, it's unknown if Emperor knew, expected, maybe even planned it from the start, or he wanted to do it the other way.
But it is what it is. He can't stop just yet, when stakes is this high. He starts to manipulate the party into thinking that they are protected by some mysterious dream visitor, I assume that he searched trough the minds and made the most personally appealing appearance for each, just to make it easier. He's successfully pushing the party forward their goal. Trying to put in their minds an idea that they shouldn't get rid of their tadpoles, but they should embrace it's potential instead.
And then there is Act 3. His true identity is getting revealed, a lot of stuff is going on.
About Ansur: Emperor tried to turn him down, to make him leave and go live his on life. The letter we can find on Ansur's dead body is very sweet and very sad. I don't think that it could be staged, since Ansur is laying down below the castle, it's very hidden, to access it you have to pass trials, and Emperor is trying his best to make Tav go back, instead of looking for the dragon, and it's not like there is something that could truly expose him, nothing here hints us that he was doing it not out of pure self-defense.
About Duke Stellmane: We know that he was visitting her every tendays, and that's it. There is a thought that he could be the cause of her condition, but it could also be something else. Emperor himself is not saying anything about it if Tav trusts him, but if Tav is being hostile towards him, he'll show Tav how he'll say "the truth" but. He'll show it even if Tav doesn't want to look, and Emperor will make sure to make the vision the most unsettling thing he can come up with, and on top of that he'll completely clash in tone after that. I think the reason behind of this is that Emperor is getting scared about the possiblity that Tav can do something unpredictable and fail everything when they are so close to the destruction of the Absolute. If Tav doesn't want to cooperate willingly and on a good terms, then Emperor is trying to make them act out of fear. If it's easier for them to put everything in black-white terms then Emperor is gonna play the role of an "evil mind flayer who is here only to bring disaster" I don't think we can wholeheartedly believe what we saw there, especially since he keeps her portrait among his old stuff under the Elfsong tavern.
And my final thoughts: the Emperor wants to survive, this is his first priority, his second priority is keeping his city safe. It's good and very understandable desires. He wants to kill the Absolute, and you can only try to persuade him to do otherwise; also he's not even in a cutscene if Tav is becoming an Absolute themselves. Emperor is getting sad if Tav is turning him down on romance, and I think it means he's not living rent free in Tav's head just to lie or/and manipulate them in all ways possible, because then he'd know about Tav possibly not having a romantic interest in him, so he wouldn't even try to engage. And in the end of the game Emperor is still here to say his farewells, and he feels genuinely sad that his journey with Tav is over, and he's being nice even if Tav is acting cold and rude. There is no point of manipulating in the end, and if all of it wouldn't matter for him, he could just simply leave without saying a word.
I personally think that Emperor is not just "another evil mind flayer" and also I think that he has some real feelings for Tav.
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hoeleeheeseung · 1 year
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MR. BARTENDER
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genre: smut; dom! jay x fem! reader
synopsis: after a tiring day at work you decided to relax a little at the bar, little did you know that one of the bartenders would have you s(creaming) through the night.
warnings: oral (both receiving), marking, use of profanity, protected sex, jay's a boob guy, readers moans ALOT! just pure filth throughout.
a/n: , just trying to explore different writing genres, suggestions and requests are accepted and comments are highly appreciated <3
mdni!!
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your CEO had burnt the shit out of you by making you work for 4 hours more than your usual time. You were exhausted by having to check endless emails and revising through a shitload of files while also preparing for an introductory presentation for the next day.
so you decided to reward yourself with a drink at the famous bar near your workplace.
once there, you headed directly to the bar and ordered a beer. you sipped on the beer while observing your surroundings carefully, you hadn't noticed the very conventionally appealing bartender yet.
soon, you felt someone burning daggers in the back of your head, so you turned around to find the bartender- the good-looking bartender staring at you with a mysterious look in his eyes.
you'd be lying if you said you weren't blessed to have a man like him staring at you, you kept it cool though.
you cocked him an eyebrow, trying to ask him why he was staring at you like that.
you got a wink in response
" what's a pretty lady like you doing here all by herself? I mean, not like you can't come here alone but it looks like you're here after a tiresome day at work."
" is it seriously that noticeable??"
" mhm. looks like you can use some massage at the right spots if you know what I mean" he winked
" yea, I feel like that too, sure I'd love to get a great massage right now "
" you know I can be right at your service"
you laughed at him
"I like your confidence, what's your name?"
" Park Jeong Seong, you can call me Jay though"
" oh, that's a beautiful name, my names y/n"
" So, y/n, since it's around late at night, I think we should get you that massage as soon as possible"
you knew exactly what he meant by massage the entire time, he wanted to get you laid, and honestly, you were down, he looked like he knew what he did in bed, so you wanted to give it a shot.
" sure, but are you sure you can leave your shift in between?"
" eh, don't worry about that, I got it covered"
he made a few calls here and there and off y'all were, speeding off to his place within 15 minutes
now, he owned a penthouse, a beautiful one at that, but you weren't given enough time to take in its beauty for Jay had pinned you against the entrance door, and tackled your lips in a rough, feverish kiss, sucking onto your lips as he held your hands above your head.
you kissed him back with the same amount of need, lust filled
he slowly moved from your lips to your jawline and down your neck, sucking on your neck to leave marks that were sure to darken by tomorrow.
you tilted your head to give him more access to your neck, your eyes shut close as your hands tangled themselves in his raven locks, pulling him closer if that was even possible, your let out a soft moan as he slowly tapped your thigh, indicating you to jump.
you obeyed, wrapping your legs around his torso, still refusing to pull away from the kiss, Jay made his way to his room and slammed the door shut, pinning you against it, now his hands making their way up your pencil skirt, his lips biting your earlobes.
he attacked your neck with wet kisses once again, soon guiding you towards the bed and literally throwing you on the bed, hovering on top of you.
jay was quick to hold the hem of your white shirt and ripped it open, he groaned at the site of your choice of underwear, all black lace. his hands continued to roam around your body, and shivers electrocuted through your body as you felt your arousal pooling in your underwear.
jay quickly unhooked your bra as he continued to leave kisses all over your body, you moaned at the feeling.
he gasped at the sight of your boobs.
" damn, doll, you almost made me cum at the sight of your boobs"
that being said, he mercilessly sucked on your right boob while massaging your left boob, leaving you in a moaning mess.
" ahh, jay- hmm- ahh so good-ah mhh right--there-a hh fuck-"
you could feel jays dick harden through his pants, his tip brushing past your cunt.
jay continued to massage both your boobs, sucking, marking them. the way he pleasured you by showing so much hunger and taking it all out on your boobs made you push his face further into your boobs.
he continued to leave hickeys right from your cleavage to the rim of your underwear, your hands simultaneously got him out of his shirt and started working on getting rid of his pants, once you got him out of his pants, he grabbed your underwear by his teeth and dragged it down while still maintaining eye contact with you.
" ooff, so wet, all for me, doll"
"just for you-"
jay started kissing your inner thighs, gently moving up after every kiss, he lifted you up by your hips, his hands slowly moving to hold your ass, he left experimental kisses on your pussy as his hands squeezed your ass, earning an ecstatic moan from you.
"hm, so fucking delicious, all for me, I can do this for hours"
jay kept devouring your juices, as you moaned his name, your voice being the best melody he's heard.
"ahh, hmm, jay- need you-hmmm ahh-inside now- ahhhmm- auhh"
"look at you, all wet and needy for me. i"ll fuck you better than you've ever been fucked"
" ahh- yes-hmmm-ah"
" but first, I need a blowjob"
there you were, sucking his dick as he groaned while his hands roamed around your boobs again, jay held your hair up, bucking his hips, his dick thrusting rapidly into your mouth as you gagged, he was definitely enjoying the sight of tears threatening to roll down you cheeks.
"So fucking good to me, doll"
You felt his cock throbbing in you mouth as he came in your mouth,, his warm seed dripping down your soft pink lips, as you gulped down as much seed as you could.
"Such a good girl"
"Mhph- just for-you- ne-need you-ah"
" let's pleasure you, princess"
Jay opened the drawer and grabbed a condom, before sliding it on his cock .
" it'll hurt a little but I'll make you feel like you're on cloud 9, darling. Be loud for me sweetie"
Jay slipped his tip in slowly and then entered you with an unimaginable speed, he rammed in and out, your sinful moans only encouraging him more.
His hands playing with your boobs as his dick disappeared inside you, your hands tangled in his hair as your moans took over the room.
"Fuck- you're so tight, doll"
"Argh, just for- y-you"
"Jay- you're- so bi-big"
"Princess,, look at how your right cunt stretches around me- feel so-so good"
"I-I'm gonna-gonna cum-"
" hold it in-love, cum together "
"Can't-ahh"
"Yes you can- just a little more"
And you did, you held it in like he asked you to,
"Now"
Both Jay and you came at the same time,feeling ecstatic,
He rested his body next to yours
"You're loud, doll"
" all cuz of you, you were so good to me"
"You were so good for me"
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wilhelt · 10 months
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Lamenting how homogenous the average group at a commander night is. Tends to be a lot of very sexist/homophobic white guys in their 20s-50s and it makes for a really uncomfortable atmosphere for people like myself who are neurodivergent and queer. Luckily, at the one local shop, I have friends who accept me for me and are very nice, but I also have to contend with guys who say shit like "stop begging you look homeless no one wants to trade with you, just admit you're too poor to buy cards" in regards to one of my friends bringing his trade binder and asking if I had mine along. Last time I checked bud, the acronym "tcg" stood for trading card game, but what do I know. 🙄
I guess I just wish there was a local place where a larger and more diverse group of people could play together irl without dealing with assholes that storm out after screaming at a teenager that beat their $2000 deck with a precon. And I definitely think a lot of that falls back on the shop owners for not making bad apples leave and giving them consequences, but I think there's also a bad stigma around the game which acts as a disincentive for more groups to join in. When there's a common assumption that mostly only nerds and neckbeards play the game, whether it is a fair assumption or not, it tends to be dismissed as worth playing for anyone falling on the outside of that group.
I know it can also be a financial barrier, so I'd also like if more people embraced just helping others build decks instead of having mentalities along the lines of "Well yeah I have 4 of those, and they're worth $25 if you buy them from TCG Player, so I'll give you a discount at just $24.50 a card if you need one." Obviously it's okay to want to make your money back, but I think there comes a point of pure greed where there's no point in hoarding cards you probably have no intentions on selling at a local shop or online in favor of trying to capitalize on scamming other people. And it sucks when people gatekeep the game with this financial obstacle. I wouldn't have gotten into it originally had my dad not been kind enough to take the time to show me the mechanics, let me test his decks, and then sit down and build one together with me. And it's a pricey one, I know, but it's cool because he got me some staples I can use across multiple decks by just proxying cards if need be. His main play group have even given me cards (like Scarab God or Farewell or Elesh Norn, Grand Cenobite) for free just to help my decks be on par with theirs! Which is awesome! His main MTG buddy even built me a deck for my birthday last year with a dinosaur tribal theme, and it's AWESOME! In turn, I got him the Warhammer Necron deck later in the year when he couldn't find it at any of the card shops he frequented. This is the sort of community we need, I feel.
Back to proxies for a second; don't even get me started on proxies in the game. You have 2 main groups of bad actors with them. Group A is the group that feels even if it's just a casual match, you can't have any proxies and you're a piece of shit for doing so and therefore not worthy of playing with them. And Group B LOVES proxying all their cards with really weird furry and/or anime porn which like. Okay that's your choice, but it definitely doesn't belong in a public all-ages commander night when it just makes the already tense atmosphere more uncomfortable. I'm bisexual, I use custom tokens with some really hot women on them because yeah I love how they look, but they're horny at best and nowhere near pornographic or misogynistic, and if someone asked I not use them, I'd oblige. (And because I'm fair I also use tokens with hot men 😌)
Sorry for all of this ranting. I love MTG, but it's definitely a game with a specific audience and I wish there was more of an effort from Wizards to appeal to more people rather than shove new sets at us every 60 seconds. (Yes I know there are queer characters in canon, but MTG is a game where you don't even need to know canonical events to play it, so that feels more like an effort to placate than an effort to incorporate more diverse identities into the game. And no racial stereotypes don't count as being culturally diverse, but that is a whole other can of worms.)
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hyperfixationhell25 · 6 months
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some One Piece Hcs of mine part 1
some of these are based on others head canons.
post-wano Luffy has white in his hair and I don't mean oh it turned a bit gray no I mean like whole streaks of pure white. this could be caused by his awakening pushing his more nika traits to the surface or because he fucking died and put his body under an crazy amount of stress. maybe a bit of both but I think it would be cool for him to have another visual que of his progress like his big x scar marked a pretty monumental moment for him and the growth he went through because of it.
1.2 I like to think that Luffy has had a bit of red in his eyes that only really shows when his emotions are high this means any emotion not just anger so yeah also its even more noticeable when the sun hits them because duh sun god shit.
1.3 jumping off the white hair bit I think it would be cute for lawlu artists to use that concept because I've seen a lot of art with Law having little patches from amber lead on him and i just think it would be visually appealing even in a platonic way for one its a reminder of the worst time in his life the other a symbol of triumph and rebirth.
2 Ace isn't the biggest fan of spicey food like he still its eat if its there but not something he actively seeks out IDK I just thought it would be funny to have the fire guy not like spicy food.
3 the real reason the WG didn't go apeshit the moment they noticed Luffy had the gomu gomu no mi which lets be real was likely very on, was because it was easier to let him have it so they could keep track of it because its implied that the dam thing kept vanishing every time they tried to get it so they chose to wait not thinking Luffy would be able to awaken it. that untill wano when they realized that he was close to awakening it so the kill order was given welp sucks to be them that just made it worse. XD
4. Nami has a fund set aside purely for sun screen girls a red head out on the open sea she's gotta be using crap ton and she and chopper have to remind everyone to were some. psa of day guys protected yourselves from UV rays doesn't matter what race you over exposer can still lead to skin cancer so be safe.
4.1 quick tip for artists regarding Nami if your going to give her freckles think about where the suns hitting the the most Ive seen some art that just slathers them on across her entire body with zero variation and its like that's not it works. its just a nick pick of mine, I've seen a lot of artist try to give redhead anime characters freckles and does this and as a red head with freckles it just feels looks really off.
5. Izo is the shipper of the whitebeards that man has eye for "esthetic" so you bet he's over in the corner looking at people 'bout ready to play matchmaker. he will also be super supportive if it doesn't pan out well cause he's like that.
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ROXANA (Chapter 75)
Sunlight fell over the frozen lake, making the film of ice sparkle like a star.
Orca looked over the landscape again, wrapping a shawl of silver fox fur over his blue hair. The fur coat over his body was made of the shiny, golden fur from a Silope beast, and he was draped from head to toe in the most luxurious jewelry.
This unorthodox outfit, however, only worked to suit his attractive appearance. The metallic accessories swung in the wind, occasionally colliding to produce the sound of bells.
Orca Hyperion, otherwise known as the ‘White Marshal,’ was observing the view of the monster habitat bordering the Frederika Plateau and the Emerald Lake. His gaze was quiet and unblinking, unbothered by the snowflakes settling on his long lashes.
After an extended wait, the demon Gyrote finally appeared in front of Orca- a thick, large mass of black fur staining the pure white scenery. Its blood-red eyes glowed with an eerie sheen, and wits horns stood high above his head.
Orca watched the Gyrote’s sharp fangs protrude out of its mouth as it flexed its face and muscular limbs. “Beautiful…” Orca was enraptured; by being under a masking spell, he was able to admire these beasts in their natural habitat, without either party being disturbed.
Gyrotes moved in groups, and there were currently about a hundred Gyrotes occupying the lake.
Orca considered capturing and taming the Gyrote leader, but having already waited for fifteen days… ‘I suppose I can spare another,’ the thought. He wanted to appreciate the natural scenery just a little more.
Suddenly, a loud cry erupted.
“Huh?” Orca’s vision turned completely red. A huge shadow smothered his view of the lake like an eclipse; he stared blankly as a swarm of butterflies appeared and swept over the gyrates.
The sound of bones being crushed thundered through his ears. “What the hell is going on?” He cried dumbly. He couldn’t understand.
After a while, the butterflies left, leaving no trace of the gyrates- no blood, no bones. Orca thought he had just experienced the most potent of hallucinations. “Are you fucking serious?” A bleak laugh escaped his mouth; his fifteen days had been wasted.
He felt defeated; butterflies in winter? What kind of butterflies ate beasts?
… “A poison butterfly…” He said, though he struggled to think of a potential poison butterfly habitat in the area.
Then he watched them fly in the direction of the Pedelian estate.
“I see…”
Orca’s next destination had been decided.
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“Didn’t he propose yesterday?” Olin headed towards the tent where all her colleagues had gathered to rest.
“Well, I think it’s possible, but the situation also felt a little strange for that to have occurred.”
“What’s different? It was an clear confession!”
 “Right? ‘I want you to give me the rest of your life,’ or something like that. Isn’t that like saying you want to be married?”
Everyone was contributing to the commotion. “The atmosphere was strange from the beginning.”
“I know, right? She’s not a prisoner of war.”
Everyone was contributing to the commotion, theorizing about Cassis’ relationship history and preferences. Before opening the tent door, Olin hesitated and eventually turned back- it was evident that they would keep pestering her about her interactions with Roxana.
Then, Isidor approached, walking straight past her and into the tent.
“Do you all think you’re being covert? I can hear your nonsense from outside.”
“Sir Winston!”
“Get back to work. I don't recall giving you a gossip break.”
“Understood, sir. We’re very sorry.”
Olin huffed. Thank God she hadn’t gone in there. The thought of being caught by Isidor made her heart palpitate, though she could also understand the appeal of her colleagues’ gossip.
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(*E/N: This is essentially a flashback to when Cassis saved Roxana on the day of the coup, just from his soldiers’ POV.)
Cassis had sent Isidor away first, and they were all wondering why their master had to return to Agriche.  
Then Cassis emerged from the blizzard. But he wasn’t alone- the body in his arms had is face and body covered in a dark cloak. However, the appearance of long, golden hair fluttering over Cassis’ shoulder was etched into everyone’s minds.
Cassis reclaimed his position at the front of the army. “Let’s depart.”
When they eventually stopped for maintenance, the door of the carriage, which had been firmly closed before, opened, and the person Cassis had brought made an appearance. She was a young woman with a slender figure and fluttering hair.
However, as soon as she took her first step outside, she fell, helpless, onto the snow field. The soldiers were startled, and ran over to help her.
“Are you alright? Have you been hurt anywhere?”
The first soldier to reach her, however, made contact with her body while attempting to provide support. He stumbled and fell.
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Hi again. Don't feel pressured to respond to this, as it sadly has nothing to do with Magnus (and I feel like a traitor even writing something that doesn't have Magnus in it at all). But it's pretty much impossible to raise this point with any other members of the fandom as many of those also seem to be book stans and it's like committing a cardinal sin to even raise this point with book stans. But, from a purely tv-show input, the parabatai bond doesn't seem all that great. It didn't keep Valentine from throwing his parabatai to the wolves (literally). It didn't keep Jace from going behind Alec's back about things. The two times they used the bond in the show for Alec to track Jace it put both of them in great danger, and if pain is shared through the bond, it would be debilitating in a fight. (Think about how Alec pretty much collapsed when he felt Jace die). This is a HUGE disadvantage. I just don't get why everyone seems so hopped up about it. It doesn't seem at all great to me, but I might be biased because I'm so very in love with Magnus and Malec as a ship, that maybe I'm just unfairly pre-disposed to dislike any other "meaningful" bonds Alec is supposed to have with other characters? So I thought I should get a second opinion on the matter. But, again, don't feel the need to answer this, if the topic doesn't appeal to you.
Hope you are doing well with classes and everything. Remember to stay hydrated!
LITERALLY im not going to have a lot to say but literally i hate parabatai and everything about it. it just feels like a) another excuse for incest/pseudo-incest b) another excuse for look at these white guys, c) COMPLETELY INCONVENIENT AND MAKES NO SENSE
as far as i can tell it literally didn't give them that good a boost in like. synchronicity or in general battle skills like it's supposed to make them better warriors who are super in sync with each other but like bitch where all it does is hurt them both lmao??? also remember when jace died and alec was lal like "OWWWW" for like a minute and then was like "oh no! anyway" iconic of him
and for me like. while i do love malec as a ship, i'm all for alec and izzy's meaningful relationship! it's just that jace specifically sucks both as a person and like especially in how he treats alec. and i'm not just saying this because i despise people shipping them (they're BROTHERS and jace is THE WORST and magnus is RIGHT THERE y'all KNOW it's only this popular cos jace is white and magnus isn't) but because jace literally does constantly treat him like absolute dogshit for no good reason and no one seems to care
both the parabatai bond as a concept and even more so particularly alec's parabatai bond is just. bad <33
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17621574 no fucking WAY. 50 dollars for a fucking seal that lives in the ocean?
My brother in christ you are selling an animal. This is like those zoo adopt an animal programs but it doesn't even help someone. Just fuels a weird overvaluing of art that needs further drafting.
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Also, since I got an ask, let's do some design and art crit!
From what I can tell this person is pretty clearly inspired by scpkid (the sketchy lines, neutral pose, natural colors with little tonal variation)
I considered using a similar scpkid character but I find that comparing art isn't super constructive so I'll save that for cases where the person deserves harsher crit. I will still talk about scpkid's style and what makes it successful or appealing though.
From a purely anatomical perspective, I'd recommend distancing back legs from each other, both to give the design a more distinct silhouette and allow for detailing on the inner leg. This also helps to avoid clutter, which is present in excess in this design.
The legs being stuck together also leads to the design feeling very unbalanced, which is compounded by the larger head and upper torso. There's nothing wrong with exaggerated proportions, but you have to balance them.
If you want a style to study, sonic official art, particularly the IDW comics have some really well balanced anatomy. Break down some of the work from those to get a better understanding of gesture and how to balance designs.
Designs will be much more visually pleasing if the posing for the initial design is easy on the eyes. It can also give an idea of the character's personality, which often draws in people not looking specifically for pop designs.
Buyers looking to get a design they'll genuinely love and use will likely want a design because they feel a connection and have ideas for it immediately, so crafting a visual story for the character is important.
as for the actual design!
The think about animal fur is that it does not form perfectly round spots. It's a bunch of thin hairs with coloration variation. That's not to say you need to draw individual hairs, but adding texture to the spots also brings depth to the design. There's a lot of round and hard edges in this design, so your eyes don't really feel "led" anywhere.
Generally, you want to have detail in a place you want to stand out, and then more "neutral space" for the eyes to rest. This also means that after checking out the rest of the design, a viewer's eyes will return to the lovely details without being overwhelmed!
The placement of the spots is also not doing favors. concentrating them in specific areas, or making them closer to the main fur color and using darker spots in areas of focus would help a ton.
I think the pointed marking on the stomach was a lovely choice, it leads the eye upwards. I also like the yellow/white sclera of the eyes and teeth, it offers a nice pop of warm color that draws the eye.
Scpkid tends to be able to get away with more complex designs because he uses shape language and eye direction to his advantage. His use of markings ad texture leads the eye effectively while still giving it lots of negative space to rest. You'll often see a bunch of complex markings on the arms and shoulders, with progressively less detail closer to the navel.
Your colors are a strong start but you could use something with more saturation and contrast to really draw focus, because while I like the yellow, it's not eyecatching at a first glance. Consider adding a warmer gray to the upper chest and face or making the eye color contrast with the rest of the palette.
So TLDR;
the anatomy is unbalanced, study more professional work to understand how artists pull off exaggerated proportions
The spots are cluttered and need more thoughtful distribution
more texture and conscious use of soft/hard edges would help the clutter
understanding WHY you're putting detail somewhere is important
your color palette needs more variety to draw the eye.
If you like an artist's style, study them!! Break down their work into basic shapes, pull palettes from their design work and look at how they distribute those colors, pay attention to how the markings are drawn and *where* they are and aren't placed.
None of this is to say scpkid's designs are perfect, but if his art appeals to you, understand WHY they do that. Don't replicate, learn from.
I know the designer will prolly never see this but! I had time and I figured someone else might enjoy more variety past just "this design is shit."
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The raven haired man watches Kibum as he gets up from the bench and starts walking closer to the rose bushes, making sure to loosen up the chain so that it wouldn't inconvenience the young man too much. Now that he thought about it, maybe now that Kibum knew the truth and once his mind would've cleared enough, they could ditch the collar and leash altogether. Kibum did look rather appealing with it on, a part of Xuan had to admit it, but he knew that if he wanted to form an actual bond and relationship, of any kind, he couldn't just treat the younger like a puppy on a leash.
But those were thoughts to ponder about maybe later, because now all Xuan could think about was how pretty this guy looked in the moonlight, between the may white petals and fairy lights surrounding the area. Maybe it was the fact that Kibum had rather feminine fine features or something else, but the picture before his eyes felt very natural and pure, like it was meant to be for these elements to come together. For a moment, as if time stood still, Xuan could have sworn he saw a glimpse into the past and in that soft smile he found once more the image of a friend long gone. It made him wonder if that's how he would've looked like if he were to reach adulthood. Xuan shakes his head, trying not to get overwhelmed by nostalgia. He simply couldn't allow himself to fall into that rabbit hole.
Luckily Kibum's question broke him out of his little daydream and the Chinese man came to stand next to him. "I thought you would have figured it out by now, given my name." Xuan chuckles and raises an eyebrow. "Yeah, you've kind of guessed it right, I'm not really from around here and my home is far from here. I was born in mainland China, grew up there and spent my formative years there until some unfortunate events forced me to uproot myself and leave my past behind." There was a hint of sadness in the man's voice, but it was somewhat to be expected. "I wouldn't say that I am necessarily homesick anymore. I've left China when I was 20 to go study abroad at Harvard, in the states, and once I was done with my studies I simply decided to make a name to myself and build my own thing here in Korea. So it's pretty much been 6 years since I've left my home. It's to be expected that after such a long time I should be used to living away from my native lands, so I don't get that homesick anymore. My father, who was my only family, is long gone and all that I've got left back in China is an estranged childhood friend, so not really much to make me sad or miss home, I guess." Xuan shrugs his shoulders and bends down to pick up one of the roses, twirling its stem between it's fingers as he looked at it for a moment.
"Well, this is my home now and I am doing really well, if I might say so myself, so there's no reason I should complain about anything." He smiles and tucks the flower behind Kibum's ear. Xuan then admires him for a few moments, thinking to himself that Bum and the roses do suit each other really well, before he notices that the young man is slightly shivering from the chilly night breeze, so he proceeds to take off his own jacket and places it on Kibum's shoulders. "I guess we should really go back now. It's really getting cold." He concludes and offers his hand to Kibum. "Shall we?"
Eventually, some minutes later, once Kibum have decided to follow Xuan back inside the mansion, they find themselves once again inside Xuan's big chambers. The young mob had instructed his maids to get the bath ready. Now Kibum is waiting for his warm bath to be ready, while Xuan is reading a book, sitting on a sofa his men must've brought into the room while they were having dinner, because it wasn't there the first time Xuan had brought Kibum there to treat his wounds. It probably meant that they were going to share the room and one of them was going to sleep on that sofa. There was also a plate with sandwiches resting on the nightstand, next to Kibum, Xuan had brought in for him in case Bum was still hungry, given he hadn't really ate much during dinner and other than that, there was pretty much silence between them as they waited.
Kibum's question about Xuan's roots was not random at all. His favorite game was playing stupid, even though at times he was a bit more naïve for obvious reasons. He could tell the name was not Korean but Chinese, however, asking that question gave him more time to listen to his voice and make him talk. Kibum himself was not much of a talker, he didn't know what exactly to say to sound interesting in the other's eyes. But Xuan seemed to always have a story for anything and everything. "China, US, now Korea, you traveled a lot" he said with a bittersweet tone in his voice. He never left the country, he had no legal documents to his name as if he never existed. He didn't mention it as he was too embarrassed but he hoped that Xuan would talk more about his travels whenever the occasion arises.
His eyes find Xuan's again when he puts the flower behind his ear. The gesture touches him, almost forgetting everything that happened less than 12 hours ago, at least for a bit. The jacket as well as the hand, both surprise him. Such sweet and subtle gestures, all meant to earn his trust in a way. He was a bit suspicious though, not going to lie. Deep down, he couldn't understand why Xuan was so nice and sweet; they only met and not in the best conditions to say the least. Maybe this was Xuan's way of apologizing for treating him so badly in the beginning? It must be that, otherwise, what else could be the reason? But Kibum didn't complain, not at all. In fact, he started to really enjoy it. "Let's go, yeah..." The jacket smelled like Xuan, obviously, the scent that comforted him not long ago when he was crying his hear out, and the hand was making him feel human again, not being dragged by a metal chain any longer. It was still attached to him but it didn't make him feel like a filthy animal anymore.
To his surprise, the silence was neither deafening nor awkward. As Xuan sat on the sofa, Kibum sat on the edged of the bed. He saw the sandwiches but couldn't eat them. The shyness of eating in front of waters overwhelmed him again, he called it shyness, he didn't know it was an actual problem with him. If Xuan had one he was also going to have one, otherwise no. But he couldn't simply ask Xuan to eat so he could also eat, it was just as embarrassing to ask for such thing. Instead, he distracted himself from the food and soon found himself, twirling the stem of the rose between his fingers. Something in him told him to keep it, find a way to press and dry it and just keep it. "Do you ever get sad in the winter when they die? The flowers I mean? Seeing all your work withering away."
@phoenix-of-jade
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the-modded-inn · 1 year
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friend, ur writing is so good, maybe nsfw alphabet for nebarra <33
AWWWWWWWWW thank you!!! I'm so sorry for taking so long! But I finally finished writing it.
Enjoy!
Nebarra Nsfw Alphabet
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A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)
-little to no aftercare whatsoever, I don't think he knows that people need aftercare.
-probably a lot calmer and less irritable though so that is a major plus
-he seems so tranquil like all his stress has disappeared with a single burst
B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
-he doesn't have a favourite body part for his partner. As long as they seem smart enough and aren't annoying he finds them tolerable
-his favourite body part of himself is his hands because he can hit things with them
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)
-his cum is very healthy looking as he has a well-balanced diet and doesn't drink excessively
-very thick and creamy with a shade of off-white
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
-He jerks off a lot, he thinks that it is a good stress reliever and he's been it as a crutch since his teenage years.
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
-probably little to no experience, he didn't have a need nor the time to think of such things. I believe he's asexual that has almost no sex drive.
-I have a little headcanon that his father was an overbearing father that pushed him to serve the aldmeri Dominion. Which, things such as emotions and romance were not allowed, which suited him fine.
F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)
-pure vanilla missionary, the easiest and most plain
-Also probably enjoys facefucking but would need special equipment for it
-hand jobs
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
-the absolute definition of serious in bed, which isn't a surprise
-I also think he prefers almost silence as well
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
- this one is a lil bit of a toughy as it could go either that he doesn't care about his appearance
-or he likes to keep it nice and clean as is the tradition in High elf standards
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)
-he isn't a very romantic man, simply how he was raised as a person. He does try though
-he is a bit selfish during the moment, chasing his own high but he's never been a man to not finish a mission.
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)
- he mainly jerks whenever he's very stressed out or very sexually frustrated
- he also doesn't have any thoughts in particular when he does too, just doing what feels good.
-jacks it pretty hard and vigorously, in fact, he's gotten some bad chaffing from it before lol
-probably doesn't use lube, maybe a tiny bit of spit
-when he does finally come he's the type of person that sneers and flicks his spunk off his hand.
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
-I don't think he has any kinks but if I had to choose and why...
-He might be into edging but less on him and more on his partner, he likes to control them when they are about to cum.
-likes facefucking but only if the person has a mask that keeps their mouth open. He had a bad experience with a tree(don't ask) and now he refuses to have anything sharp near his special place.
L = Location (Favourite places to do they do)
-probably prefers a secluded place, he hates an audience
-ultimately the bedroom is the only option
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
-his main motive is stress. He uses sex and masturbation as a way to reduce his anger
-I also have an inkling that he finds people that show strength and dominance very appealing
N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)
-he refuses to do anything excessively kinky, he simply isn't into those types of things
-he also doesn't like being forced to do things,
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
-he doesn't like the idea of having a bunch of sharp teeth near his special organ.
-but surprisingly he kinda likes giving oral but to an extent, it isn't an all-time thing
P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
-He likes fast and rough, he loves the feeling of electricity as he quickly brings himself to orgasm
-It's like training to him, the ache of his bones and the thin layer of sweat that come off his body
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
-Almost exclusively quickest, full-on sex makes him feel... Weird and he much prefers getting off fast.
- like I said in my sexuality headcanon, he doesn't like being touched and the less time of skin-on-skin contact the better.
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
-I don't think he would unless it was to his specific qualifications or his idea.
-to him, his discomfort and feeling come before anything else(as they should) and if they want to do something risky it will be on his terms.
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
-can go several rounds surprisingly, but usually, it never exceeds 1-2 rounds at most.
-also each round could last from
15 to 30 mins tops as well
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
-don't think he would even know about toys but if I were to guess, he would own a magical vibrator or a fleshlight
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
-probably tease a fair amount but refuses to be teased back, or else he would throw a little bit of a hissy fit.
-usually, his teasing would include edging his partner till they are so close then stopping cold turkey
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
-surprisingly a moaner!
- He's a bit embarrassed by it but moans lowly which is more base in tone, it's faint but it there
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
-he has a very soft and very comfy cup that he bought specifically for Skyrim, it is made from special wool he got imported a while ago from the shivering isles
-it keeps his mini him safe and also makes him feel extra warm
X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
-Nebarra has a lovely length of 15cm(5.9in), with a girth of 12cm(4.7in).
- he is uncircumcised with it curved like a banana which was caused by an injury with armour that he prefers not to speak about
-he also keeps his manhood completely bald as he finds it feral to keep untamed
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
- pretty low, he doesn't possess much need for others' touch and often takes care of himself
-At tops he would have intercourse maybe 3-4 times a month but he would be perfectly fine without it.
Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
-he can a little fatigued after sex but he's usually never fully tired, he's calmer than usual and tranquil
-he would go asleep maybe 30 minutes later but would need silence after
-if asked nicely enough he would let his lover cuddle up to him
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i’ve always liked neon signs. i also like the addisons. why not combine the two? (please click for better quality)
...though i don’t think spamton would’ve been able to reap the full benefits of being able to glow on command
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𝚂𝚎𝚡 𝚃𝚊𝚙𝚎 (𝙺𝚒𝚖 𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚓𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚐 & 𝙲𝚑𝚘𝚒 𝚂𝚊𝚗) 𝚁𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍
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𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝙺𝚒𝚖 𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚓𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚐 (𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣) × 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 (𝙵𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎) × 𝙲𝚑𝚘𝚒 𝚂𝚊𝚗 (𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣)
𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝚂𝚖𝚞𝚝, 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏.
𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚜, 𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚓𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚐'𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜.
𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 𝟻𝙺+
𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚅𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚖, 𝚜𝚎𝚡 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 (𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝), 𝚎𝚡𝚑𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚖, 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚕 (𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐), 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚙*𝚜𝚜𝚢 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚍𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚞𝚗𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚡 (𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗), 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚎, 𝚅𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚞𝚛! 𝙳𝚘𝚖! 𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚓𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚐 × 𝙳𝚘𝚖! 𝚂𝚊𝚗 × 𝚂𝚞𝚋! 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛
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The young female looked at the male in front of her in an appalled manner.
"Umm.....what?" She could not believe the words that just came out of his mouth.
Her boyfriend however didn't seem bothered by her reaction nor did the overly enthusiastic smile on his face brush off.
"How do you feel about helping me make a sex tape?" He repeated his previous request.
The girl raised an eyebrow at him, wondering if perhaps he was still drunk from the previous night in which he and some of the other members decided to act like dumb teens and got wasted in their dorm, resulting in him drunk calling his girlfriend and her coming over to help out the oldest and the tallest member control the other 6 men who were going berserk.
"When did you even get an idea like that?" She questioned him.
"Last night actually."
She threw her hands up and huffed.
"That's it. I'm not letting you anywhere near any alchohol for the next year." She swore to herself.
"Awww Y/N, baby, come on, don't be like that. Hear me out."
Taking one of her arms, he pressed her body against his, both of them still warm given it hadn't been long since they got out of the comfort of the bed. With one hand caressing her lower back and the other running itself through her hair, Hongjoong began to lazily press kiss across her jaw, knowing fully well it was a weakness to get her to give in.
"Think about how pretty you'll look. I'll edit it so you look even more beautiful. It'll be like one of those romantic adult films we watch together, and I know for a fact you like watching the explicit scenes."
Y/N let out a soft and shy giggle at being called out like that. She had often wondered, even out loud, how actors could actually go forth with such erotic scenes. She had to admit she admired their courage for doing them so effortlessly.
"Are you sure it's not something you wanna film to take with you whenever you're oversea? Watch a replay of you fucking me dumb?"
Now it was Hongjoong's turn to blush red. Y/N noticed how he swallowed hard, meaning there was something else.
"Hongjoong..... you were suggesting that you film us having sex...right?"
Hongjoong's eyes began to waver nervously.
"Well um...I was actually thinking more along the lines of....... someone else.....fucking you.." He stammered the last parts out.
"Are you serious?!" Y/N pushed him off her in a horrified manner, her hands fanning her face as she felt herself getting hot all of a sudden.
"Come on. You're acting like it's illegal or something. No one else besides us, and I guess the third person, will know about it." He tried to convince her.
"It's not illegal but it is insane. Who did you even think would agree to something like this?" She crossed her arms, waiting to hear what brilliant idea he came up with.
"I was hoping one of the guys would be a willing-"
"No way! That'd be even more embarrassing! It already gets awkward whenever one of them accidentally walks around with no shirt on around me, how could I possibly look at them in the face after we fuck?"
Not willing to listen to her crazy boyfriend, Y/N picked up her bag and reminded him to drink lots of water before sauntering out of his room, waving goodbye to Seonghwa who was in the kitchen and leaving before Hongjoong made things more embarrassing for her. Slumping down on the kitchen table, Hongjoong had a huge pout on his face.
"Lover's quarrels?" His same age friend asked as he began rinsing the dishes.
"Something like that." Hongjoong sighed.
"Whatever it is, I'm sure you two will figure it out. One of you ends up giving in sooner or later." He assured him.
Seonghwa was indeed right. Even if either one of you said no at first, you'd always, always, end up giving in just to try something new. That thought made Hongjoong lighten up and he began to think more about how to put his plan in motion. Firstly, he needed to pick one of the members who not only would be comfortable doing something like that, but would match the needed sex appeal.
"Jongho is out of the question. He's never even dated anyone." Hongjoong began thinking, evaluating in his head all his possible candidates.
"Mingi isn't a good choice either, he already has a lot to deal with so I'm not even going to bother with him."
Hongjoong then thought about Yeosang. He was good looking, but the problem was Yeosang was extremely reserved, not to mention he and Y/N weren't very close to each other. It would be bad chemistry. And his roommate and best friend Wooyoung was a strict no.
"I already know that little brat has a little crush on my girlfriend. If anything letting him fuck her would be like giving a little kid a candy shop all to themselves. I need someone who has absolutely no romantic inclinations so afterwards everything can go back to normal."
Turning his head, Hongjoong scanned Seonghwa up and down. He seemed like a possible choice. He was tall, very handsome, he and Y/N got along very well, in fact he was the one closest to her besides him. He knew for a fact Seonghwa was not innocent or pure in the slightest bit. And he'd be very professional about it. It seemed there was no question about Seonghwa being the best candidate.
"Wait! But they're close. What if this plan backfires and I accidentally ruin their friendship?"
Hongjoong groaned as he realized this was proving to be a lot harder than he thought. His mind then thought about Yunho. Yunho would be perfect in the more erotic sense given his size. He was tall, lean but well built and with defined muscles. And it'd be pretty interesting to watch and see if his girlfriend would be able to take a monster cock like that cause Yunho was definitely packing a lot.
Getting up, Hongjoong seemed decided as he walked down the hallway to have a little chat with his favorite donsaeng. Just before he could knock on the door to his room, it actually opened by itself, or more like, someone else came out right at that moment. It was none other than San, whose recently dyed blonde hair was messy. His skin had somewhat of a glow to it even if he was suffering from a major hangover. He was completely shirtless, his honey abs looking amazing as usual. The sweatpants he was wearing were hanging low on him, the V line near his pelvis poking out. And to top off the visual, his nipples were sticking out due to the piercings that he had recently gotten, a naughty secret that he had kept well hidden for a while til Wooyoung ratted him out. Hongjoong had never actually seen them, but now that he did, a light bulb went off in his head.
"Hyung.....my head is killing me." San groaned loudly, one arm weakly holding him steady against the doorframe.
That tiny sound that came out of the younger male's mouth sealed the deal for Hongjoong. San was absolutely perfect.
"Sannie....... when you're feeling better, Hyung wants to talk to you about something."
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"You're looking especially lovely tonight my dear." Hongjoong looked at his girlfriend who was sitting patiently on her bed, wearing a cute off white two piece lingerie set.
"You always say things like that whenever I'm going to suck your dick." She pointed out, although it wasn't meant to be ill intended.
Hongjoong simply continued to have that suspicious smirk plastered on as he finished setting up the last camera, having placed several ones on different parts of the room to capture different angles of the scene that was about to take place in those 4 walls. On a small stand, he had already installed his laptop so he could monitor more closely all the shots being taken and to start or pause anything if needed. Glancing at the time, he knew it was only a matter of time before their guest arrived.
"You're taking awfully long for someone who was aching to get their dick wet." She snorted, wondering how on earth could Hongjoong be so calm and collected.
Hearing a knock on the door, Y/N raised an eyebrow as she was not expecting anyone, but it seemed Hongjoong wasn't fazed at all. He actually sprinted out of his seat in lighting speed to open the door.
"Yeah but it's not my dick that's getting wet." He sent her a wink.
Before she could even ask him what he meant, San was already being dragged inside the room. He too looked puzzled when he saw his older friend's girlfriend on the bed wearing something so daring.
"Wow! Ok! I take it I got here too early?" San asked as he covered up his face with his hands.
"No San, you're not early. You're right on time actually."
Slumping an arm around him, Hongjoong pulled him into the center of the room.
"He's the one getting his dick wet."
Once she realized what was happening, Y/N grabbed a pillow and chucked it at her scheming boyfriend.
"Kim Hongjoong! You liar! You told me that we were going to be filming a sex tape between ourselves!" She exclaimed.
"A what?!" A confused San shouted, now more embarrased than ever.
"I knew that if I told you both what I really wanted you here for neither of you would agree and would probably think I'm weird or something." Hongjoong tried to explain himself.
"Oh I don't think, I know you're weird, wanting one of your members and your girlfriend to fuck each other just so you could make a porn out of it."
San reddened furiously at her words, eyes looking everywhere but at Hongjoong or Y/N. By now he had already opted for just staying quiet as he listened to the couple banter back and forth amongst themselves.
"What made you think San, out of all people, would want to even touch me?"
That caught said man's attention.
"Wait, hold on. What's that supposed to mean?" He squinted at her, eyes narrowing into slits. Y/N could feel the immediate change in his demeanor.
"Well you know just that.....it's you we're talking about San. Do you know how many girls thirst over you? Why would you even bother looking at someone like me when you look like that?" She gestured at his body and face, trying to get her point across.
San felt somewhat offended by her statement. She made it out to be like he was superficial or that he only cared about looks. Moreover, he didn't like hearing her talk about herself in that way. Brushing past his Hyung, San came to stand in front Y/N, eyes peering down at her. Feeling the intensity of his stare bear down on her, especially given her state of near undress contrasting his full dressed self made her feel self conscious. When she tried to cross her arms to cover herself, San was having none of that as he suddenly gripped her wrists and held them in front of her face.
"And do you have any idea how many of us have checked you out even though we know that you belong to Hongjoong? Do you think some of us didn't feel bad when we found out he decided to take you for himself?"
His admittance not only shocked her but her boyfriend behind them, who had thought only one member had been disappointed when they announced that they were dating. Noticing her shocked expression, San leaned in and smiled at her innocently.
"Don't worry too much about me though, I was mostly disappointed at the fact that I might never get a chance to tap that cute ass of yours." He expressed with no hint of shame whatsoever. San drew his gaze down to fully look at her, admire her silhouette for the first time ever since he walked in the room.
"But now that I know Hyung wants someone to fuck his girlfriend...well.... it'd be my pleasure." He let out a low chuckle before pulling her against him, hands caressing the sides of her torso. Taking one of her hands, he brought it up to his face to place kisses on her palm. Turning to the man that was forgotten for a minute, San raised an eyebrow.
"Tell me right now if there's anything you definitely don't want me to do, otherwise I'm going to have my way with her as I like."
Hongjoong thought about it for a second, wondering if there was something he did not want.
"You're absolutely not allowed to leave hickeys on her. I don't mind you leaving red hand prints or even cumming inside her since that can be cleaned up or will fade in a coupe's hours."
Moving back to go sit on the chair next to the laptop, Hongjoong leaned back and stared at San with a warning glare.
"But I want absolutely nothing that will last for days. That's only for me to do."
San scoffed at how silly Hongjoong sounded, but nodded nonetheless. Meanwhile Y/N looked back and forth at their exchange with fascination. It was arousing hearing them talk about her as if she was nothing more than a mere sex object, and she was loving it.
"Oh and San? Remember I'm going to film this. Try to make it as interested as possible. I mean... if you can that is." Hongjoong smiled slyly, sending challenge to the younger member.
"Oh trust me. I'll fuck her like she's famous." San bragged.
Y/N watched as San began pulling his shirt over his head. Raking her eyes over his arms, abs and chest, they widened considerably when they saw the metal piercings on his nipples. One hand actually came to clasp around her open mouth, she was that surprised.
"Remember I told you not to baby him too much cause he's not actually a baby?" Hongjoong snickered at her reaction, actually finding it funny.
"Hey if it diverts attention from you, I don't care."
Pushing her back until they were right next to the bed, San cupped her face and leaned in, lips nearly kissing hers.
"Are you all right with this?" He wanted to get her consent before anything else.
Letting out a hum, Y/N wrapped her hands on the base of his neck.
"Fuck me like I'm famous." She repeated what he said before.
"Ok."
As soon as their bodies and mouths connected, Hongjoong's finger pressed record so as to not miss anything. Sitting back, he decided to enjoy the show, a satisfied smile on his face after seeing that everything had gone according to plan. Their lips molded perfectly against each other's, their makeout session rivaling those of some of the biggest and steamy ones they'd see on tv. Tracing the outline of his lips with her tongue, Y/N successfully managed to get San to allow her access into his mouth. Her tongue settled against his and vice versa, muffled humming adding to the intensity of their kiss. San couldn't keep his hands off her lower back, eventually placing them right on her ass. Hongjoong inwardly patted himself on the back as he had deduced before that San was more of an ass man and now he was getting confirmation of it as he watched his hands cup and harshly squeeze his girlfriend's cheeks.
Not wanting only him to have his fun, Y/N thought it would be a good idea to test just how sensitive his nipples were. Sliding a hand up his torso, it pressed itself onto one of his pecs. She grinned when San emitted a whimper in her mouth when she pinched on his nipple, making sure to twist some of the piercing around.
"Oh my-" San groaned when her mouth detached itself from his in order to give attention to his nipples. He was whining and whimpering each time her tongue flicked around his buds and letting out choked gasps when her teeth would softly tug at them.
"Enjoying your new toy?" Hongjoong piped up, reminding them both that they were being watched.
"Just as much as you're enjoying me wreck your girl." San spat back at him, hissing when he suddenly felt Y/N sucked onto one of his nipples.
"Please. I've barely seen any action yet."
Hearing his taunting words, San pushed Y/N onto her knees, bringing her face close to the tent in his pants. Tilting her chin up, he rubbed his thumb across her bottom lip.
"You have really pretty lips. All plump and pink.... I wonder how they'll look like if they're red, swollen and stuffed with my cock."
Making a quick work of his zipper, San pulled his jeans down along with his underwear, letting out his cock that was thick and well above average in length. Y/N licked her lips when she saw that the tip was glistening with precum that had dripped out when it was freed from its confinement. San was definitely bigger than Hongjoong, she wasn't going to deny that. She began to wonder if she could even fit that entire thing in her mouth, but she for sure wanted to try.
"I think the little cockslut is eager to suck you off San." Hongjoong sat up straighter in his seat, eyes focused on every detail in front of him.
"Is that right?"
Y/N exhaled softly when she felt San slap his cock against her cheek, running the tip on her cupid's bow.
"Go ahead. Just try and see if you can take me." He shot her a cocky grin.
Wanting to wipe that grin off his face, Y/N inserted the tip inside her mouth, keeping eye contact with San the entire time. She first tested the waters by slurping his head, indeed getting a reaction out of him since his thighs involuntarily shuddered. Feeling motivated, she slowly took more of him into her mouth, inch by inch he was slowly stuffing her full. Her cheeks hollowed out to help her fit him better, but still she gagged slightly when she felt him hit the back of her throat. Nevertheless she was proud of herself at being able to stuff his cock in her.
"Holy crap Y/N, are you trying to prove something?" Hongjoong stared in shock and arousal at seeing his significant other with another man's cock down her throat.
"Yeah, prove that she likes my cock better than yours." San gloated as he pulled her off his length only to stuff it back in and causing the female under him to let out a choked out gasp followed by a line of drool spilling onto the floor.
Grabbing her hair and pulling it up into a makeshift ponytail, San used it to keep her head up as he began a pattern of pulling out slowly only to force himself back inside her. He loved watching the messy scene in between his legs. Spit running down Y/N's chin, the corners of her eyes stained with tears, her muffled whines that were muted every time his shaft filled her mouth, the way his leader was sitting just a few feet away watching as his precious girlfriend was getting face fucked by someone else, San was enjoying it too much. His head was thrown back as he kept forcing his cock deep in her mouth, the loud slurping sounds of her swallowing around him complimenting the hisses and groans that were being exuded from his lips.
"Fuck! Oh my- are you ok with me cumming in your mouth?"
Judging by the way Y/N moaned around his organ and her hand cupped his balls to fondle them, San was taking that as a green light. Releasing her hair, he held onto the back of her head and pushed himself forcefully to and fro in her wet cavern, using it as leverage to help him reach his climax. Through shattered breath and clenched teeth, San's cum poured down her throat, hips stuttering and bucking further up to help him ride out his orgasm. When he pulled out, Y/N immediately gasped for air, her hair in complete disarray, lips darkened and wet with saliva.
"If that isn't one of the hottest images I've ever seen." Hongjoong added his input. He always did love seeing what a mess Y/N turned into after getting her pretty and delicate face fucked and abused.
Y/N smiled over at her boyfriend, looking at the tent in his pants before sending him a flirty wink accompanied by a swipe of tongue across her lips.
"You can suck him off after I'm done with you baby, but right now, I want you focused on me." San made her turn her attention back to him as he lifted her off the floor and set her on the edge of the bed. He showed no hesitation as he practically ripped her underwear off her body before tossing it behind him, making sure it landed on Hongjoong's lap.
"Jerk yourself off with that in the meantime cause you're not getting her back for a while."
Toying with the fabric in his hand, Hongjoong sneered at the younger male.
"Trust me, I have more self control than you'd think." He assured him.
"Let's see about that."
Getting down on his knees to be at eye level with her wet and shining folds, San dived in and began consuming her taste. His tongue moved languidly around her slit, savoring her taste on his tongue. Y/N's hands gripped and clutched the blanket underneath her, causing it to wrinkle up from how hard she was tugging at them. Her breath hitched whenever San gave all of his attention to her clit, sucking on the sensitive flesh until it began developing a slightly reddish tint. Her lips were also becoming engorged as San continued his assault on her mound, face practically buried inside her thighs. All throughout it, Hongjoong just took in every sharp intake of breath and every scrunched up expression Y/N made. It gave him joy to know she was definitely enjoying herself, her pleasure always been something he took into consideration.
"Good to see you know how to eat a girl out Sannie. I was afraid I was going to have to step in and show you why rapper are superior." He couldn't help himself but boast, after all, he had pride in being able to get a girl to cum multiple times with just his tongue.
Ignoring the older man's words, San gripped her thighs to hold her down. His tongue sped up as it slurped and slithered all over her heat, applying just enough pressure with his broad strokes across her labia folds. The girl on top of him tried to move his face away from her body as she felt the blood rushing down to her legs, face becoming heated as she knew she would burst any moment. She blamed Hongjoong for this, having spoiled and played around so much with her pussy that she was overly sensitive whenever she received oral sex. The fire pooling in her lower abdomen was about to explode.
"Ah! San- please!"
Muscles tightening and her upper body writhing, Y/N couldn't hold back as she began pumping out her orgasmic juices, her back falling back on the mattress while her mind blocked out anything that wasn't the immense feeling that was taking over her senses at the moment. San lapped up her juices generously, feeling smug about getting her to cum, although he knew it wouldn't be the only time she would be doing that. Sitting up, he allowed her to catch her breath and regain her senses before he continued with what he had in store.
Hongjoong looked with curiosity as San made Y/N sit back up and turned her over on all fours. Hongjoong couldn't stop the laugh that escaped his lips.
"You're gonna fuck her doggy style? Can't you be more creative?"
San didn't let his words deter him, he simply unclipped Y/N's bra and removed it from her body.
"I told you I was gonna fuck her like she's famous and that's exactly what I'm going to do."
His hands roamed across her body, caressing the curves and dips of her hips as he pressed his erection in between her ass cheeks. Y/N pushed her ass further back, impatient at the thought of having her hole filled up by him.
"See? Even she wants to be fucked like a little bitch in heat."
Y/N couldn't suppress the moan escaping her lips at being degraded like that.
"Wow, you're such a whore." Hongjoong mused when he heard her reaction.
"You offered this whore to your friend now suck it up and watch him pound my pussy." She giggled softly.
"Oh baby, I'm not just going to pound this pussy. I'm aiming to destroy it."
Lining himself against her hole, San slowly sunk his length deep into her walls. He felt as if he was being swallowed by her warmth that it took everything in him not to start fucking her right then. He made sure to give her time to adjust to his size.
"Hyung do you not fuck her enough? She's unbelievably tight and she feels too good." San grunted, dick twitching inside her as it ached for any sort of movement.
Hongjoong did not hide his displeased face.
"I fuck her quite often thank you very much."
San clicked his tongue in a cocky way.
"Whatever you say."
Y/N cried out in a high pitched tone when San suddenly pulled out only to plunge himself back into her. He set a merciless rhythm as his cock tore her walls open, stretching them as far as they could go, a stinging yet delicious burn heating her up. Strangled noises proceeded to spill forward from her throat mixing in perfectly with the sound of their skin smacking against each other. Shifting angles so his dick could hit against her g-spot every time it was shoved inside her, San's skin was already emitting that after sex glow, sweat beads forming on his temples. He looked completely focused, eyes trained on her ass cheeks that bounced with each of his thrusts. Unable to resist the urge, he brought one hand up so it could slap her skin.
"Oh s-shit!" She exclaimed, the force and unexpected smack on her bum nearly had her upper body collapsing on the bed.
"Can you smack her a little harder?" If Y/N wasn't so caught up with San fucking her so harshly, she would have noted the nearly sadistic tone in her boyfriend's voice.
"Just tell me if I can't take it baby." San caressed the patch of skin he had just slapped.
"Trust me, she can. She enjoys a little pain every now and then." Her boyfriend dished on that dirty little secret.
One slap was soon followed by several more. San made sure to alternate between each of her butt cheeks. Y/N's wailing began to get increasingly louder and frantic, her ass stinging every time San's hand smacked it, making a majority of it turn a deep red color. But he made sure that it wouldn't leave any bruising or anything of that sort remembering Hongjoong's previous rule.
"Damn you're so fucking loud."
The shocked gasp coming out her mouth was half muffled when San pushed her head against one of the pillows, effectively burying her loud mouth into the sheets.
"San didn't you said you'd fuck her like she's famous? Then why cover up her screaming?" Hongjoong pondered, one hand rubbing at the top of his thigh.
"Scream? You wanna really hear her scream?"
Yanking her back up from her hair, Y/N only managed to catch her breath for one second before she felt herself flipped onto her back. The intrusion of San's large cock was just as seering as the first one but it was welcomed nonetheless by her walls fluttering around his cock. One of her legs was thrown over his shoulder, his brutal pace heightening the build up in her stomach. Her fleshy mound was extremely swollen and had a pinkish red tint to it. Knowing how vulnerable she was, San licked his fingers before taking them out of his mouth only to have them come down on her clit.
"Oh-oh fuck!" Y/N threw her head back on the pillow, eyes shut tight with tears staining the corners of them as she felt slap after slap on her throbbing and pulsating pussy.
"You like that you little whore? Yes you do, you clench around me every time I do this." San smirked when he placed one final blow on her tender flesh that was responsive to any of his touches.
Y/N was starting to see white flashes of light in her vision, unable to hear or feel anything that wasn't the grazing inside her wetness. With whimpered crying, her arms and upper body writhed uncontrollably as San's hips continued jolting up into her, shaky breaths and pants keeping her from forming any coherent words as her juices poured out of her body. Feeling her heat cover him completely, San trailed not far behind her as his cock twitched and his seed painted her insides.
"Ah fuck!"
He jerked himself until he made sure to fill her to the brim, not satisfied until he had spurted out the last drop of cum he had in him to release. When he pulled out of her hole, he let out a groan of accomplishment as the white and milky like secretion seeped out of her hole, some of it glistening against her folds.
"You capturing that well Hyung?" San turned to Hongjoong.
"Oh trust me, it's all coming out beautifully." He answered as he looked at the computer screen, fingers working unbelievably quick to make sure to save the raw video in his files.
Getting up to go clean himself up on the bathroom, San picked up his clothes that were discarded on the floor. Before he could walk out the door, he was about to ask Y/N if she wanted to join him but she was already busying herself by kneeling in front of her boyfriend.
"Aren't you going to get cleaned up?"
Humming softly as she began undoing Hongjoong's belt, Y/N replied with a mischievous smile.
"Maybe later. Right now I gotta take care of my handsome man, after all, he's been sitting here with a hard ass boner." She chuckled as his dick sprang free.
"God, I love you so much baby."
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behind closed doors
♡ pairing: harry potter x reader x ginny weasley
♡ summary: ginny wants to add a third person to her sex life with harry and you make them both glad he said yes.
♡ requested: yes | no
♡ warnings: oh my god it's FILTH ─ swearing, threesome smut, oral sex (female & male receiving), face fucking, fingering, vaginal sex, praise/possession kink, scissoring, overstimulation, nipple play/praise, cum slut stuff but i got no clue what to tag that as. also i didn’t proofread or edit because if i reread any of this shit i know it won’t get posted LMAO
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it was funny, really.
everyone thought the chosen one was this awkward, inexperienced git when it came to sex. and they all thought the youngest and only girl of the weasleys must be this pure little princess. but, they were oh so wrong and you knew that first hand.
you knew because harry was almost at his breaking point. he didn’t think there was anything as precious or plain sexy as ginevra weasley but merlin, did she have some odd kinks. he’d do them all for her, even enjoyed some of them. but this one had harry redder than dragon breath.
“ginny, i don’t want another guy with his hands on you when we’re being intimate!”
finally snapping, harry was flushed and frustrated. it was the second time ginny had brought up the possibility of bringing another person into their bedroom and harry did not see the appeal. the weasley girl perked an eyebrow, however, and laughed.
“who said anything about a guy, dear?” ginny toyed with a charm on the bracelet you’d given her and shook her head. “you know my friend, y/n, don’t you?”
the boy’s eyes widened behind his glasses and his mouth went a bit dry. “yes,” was all he managed, trying to remember what house you were even in. what he did remember was that you were quite the sight to look at.
ginny grabbed harry's hand, “we had a bit of a thing before you and i. she’s a fun person, she’d do it without any strings attached.”
how had harry had no idea that his girlfriend had been sleeping with y/n? and why did the idea of letting her into the equation arouse him so much? although surprised that ginny felt absolutely no jealousy or even batted an eye at the situation, he found himself grinning when ginny did at his sudden nod.
this was how you’d ended up with harry potter’s cock buried in your pussy while your face was in ginny’s. and right now, it wasn’t very funny at all. what it was fell under the category of fucking like heaven.
“oh, good girl, just like that, y/n!”
ginny moaned with her head thrown back. her eyes were rolling back into her head with every moan she heard from her boyfriend paired with the warm vibrations of yours meeting her pussy. “look so pretty, taking harry’s cock for us,” you responded to her dirty praise by a finger into her dripping cunt, your tongue still assaulting her folds and your ass in the air. she moaned even louder and barely made eye contact with harry, who was still thrusting into your clenching walls. “so good, y/n... blimey, gin, she’s so tight,”
“and ours,” the panting girl added, her hands now gripping your hair messily. “our pretty little slut, in’t that right, harry?” he agreed with a rather distracted grunt but ginny was too occupied to respond, screaming as you put your fingers as deep into her as you could, curling and pumping while your tongue kept adoring her clit. “oh, y/n, y/n, y/n,” it was impossible at this point to tell whose moans were whose and who was saying your name louder, but either way it was addicting.
“f-fuck!” you babbled incoherently, harry and ginny's names both getting lost on the way out of your mouth. harry burst into you with a final, shallow thrust, moaning like a porn star. your orgasm clenched your stomach and your walls tightened around harry’s dick while you came, the white liquid seeping out into ginny’s view. your breathy moan was hot on ginny’s throbbing pink pussy and the sight made her want to come, hard. you took your fingers away and instantly replaced them with your tongue. gripping her thighs tightly, you let all of her sweet cum enter your mouth and drip down your chin eagerly.
“oh, that’s a good girl,” ginny was breathing fast and giving both of you a toothy grin ─ one which you and harry returned. “how hot does she look, harry?”
“so hot,” harry gasped, forehead sweaty and cheeks flushed red. “so hot covered in our cum, she knows that, doesn’t she?”
nodding and flustered, you tried to gather yourself after being fucked and fucking ginny at the same time but you were flipped onto your back. a loud yelp caught both ginny and harry and they both wore different smirks on their face. harry's said he was nothing short of loving the experience and ginny was thinking of ways to make it better for the former... and herself.
“open,” she commanded, biting her bottom lip with the cockiest look on her face. without any hesitation, you spread your legs as wide as you could to let ginny do whatever she wanted with you. “good little girl, you’ll be rewarded,” she hummed and you were desperate to be touched again. “but first ‘m gonna let harry have a bit more fun, show him just how good you are with that pretty mouth.”
the messy haired boy was already pumping up and down his shaft, tip as pink as his cheeks. “open?” harry’s request was softer but in some way, just as sexy as ginny’s. you parted your lips just enough to take his tip between them and sucked softly, eyes intent on harry while you did so. his were already scrunched in need and you made your way down, cum covered lips and saliva wetting his dick for you to suck him better. with hollowed cheeks, you bobbed up and down on his length, feeling more and more satisfied with his bucks hitting your throat. even gagging on his cock and nose hitting right above where he was slapping against his own skin, you moaned and sucked until ginny spit on your cunt.
“oh,” you let out muffled on harry. no longer watching you two, ginny was lowering her own pussy onto yours and the heat of both your aroused cunts felt heavenly. you whimpered with your lips around harry, tears streaming down your face, hoping to be touched by ginny. your wish was granted as you moaned muffled again and she sank onto you, using your thigh to ride your pussy. clits rubbing against one another with deliciously rough friction, cock all the way into your mouth, you saw stars. it didn’t even matter whose cum was dripping down your leg when the pleasure you felt was so mindblowing and harry was spilling his seed down your throat. “good little cum slut,” ginny rubbed your clit harshly.
“ginny, this is so good,” you groaned, on the verge of a sob, “but ‘m too sensitive, just let me please you guys,”
as if you’d told a funny joke, she laughed and turned to harry. “your turn baby, i want that pretty, pretty mouth back between my legs now that she’s all swollen and sexy,”
“poor thing,” harry chuckled at your scream when he attached his mouth to your soaked and abused pussy. his hands yanked you by the ass and he ate you out like you were a fucking pumpkin pasty. ginny lowered to sit this time on your mouth, facing harry’s buried head. whimpering almost pitifully, though extremely sexy to the couple you were pleasing, your tongue took messy movements to ginny’s pussy.
she was so wet that it didn't matter how out of it the sensations had you, your open mouth on her core was enough to have ginny spitting moan after moan. “cum now, y/n, i know you’ve got another one left in you,” harry cooed. you couldn’t even object with your mouth so preoccupied and all coherent thoughts being smashed by harry’s tongue fucking your hole. “that's it,” his teeth grazed you while you came and your sob on ginny’s pussy sent her to the very edge of her orgasm.
right then and there, she could have orgasmed all over your flushed face but she held on and took her pale fingers to your breasts. “i think she’s got one more in her harry, fuck her one more time,” she purred, hips bucking on your lips. the strangled moan you exhaled made harry beam while he prepared to enter you again. “you love it, don't you?” your mouth tasting between ginny’s slick folds wouldn’t let you scream his name, but you desperately wanted to when harry pushed all of his inches into you. “being just a pretty cum slut?”
in only a minute, ginny’s release washed over your face and flooded your senses. all you tasted was the last ginny had before she collpased beside you, panting heavily. she watched as harry kept fucking you like you were theirs. “pretty tits bouncing, shame we didn't give ‘em too much attention,” she chirped. your teary eyes widened, you weren’t sure if you could take ginny touching your breasts on top of harry pounding into you. but you desperately wanted to.
it must have showed in your eyes, or admittedly, in ginny’s desire because she wrapped her lips around one of your nipples and pinched the other one before switching to soft flicking. “so tasty,” she alternated, praising both your tits with her skilled fingers and warm mouth. about to coax you into your orgasm, you finished loudly and harry let himself release the second that you did. pulling out, he found his way next to ginny and wrapped his hands around her waist while she focused on your tits, tired yet euphoric. “aren’t they perfect?” ginny hummed contently and released them, and harry stroked your hair and ginny's.
“y’know, perfect’s just one word i’d use for this.”
the lovely filth of having the wild versions of harry potter and ginny weasley all to yourself were some of your best nights, you often thought. though you supposed deep down that they were the ones who had you to themselves, you didn’t care. what mattered much more was that you ─ and certainly ginny and harry ─ were quite glad that you were their good, little slut.
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