#i timed this video perfectly lmao i was not expecting him to do that

[normalgoalie]

@ patriots I found you a kicker

#pbruins lb #pbruins #providence bruins #jakub zboril #i timed this video perfectly lmao i was not expecting him to do that

[ellemj]

Needs & Wants - Sex Pollen Trope Pt. 2

Bucky Barnes x Reader

**If you haven't read Pt. 1 yet, READ IT FIRST.**

Summary: You fight the effects of the chemical compound for as long as you can, until Bucky makes you an offer that your body can't seem to refuse. But, you each have a rule that the other has to follow.

Warnings: this one is a huge fucking tease, I'm so sorry (I won't be sorry when I release part 3 tonight), masturbation, talk of unprotected sex, profanity, use of y/n, MINORS DNI, 18+!!!

Feel free to comment and let me know if this requires more warnings.

Word Count: 4k (I just couldn't stop the build up)

Author's Note: I cannot believe the overwhelming response on part one of this, I was just in a silly goofy mood and decided to finally use my Tumblr for something other than reading y'alls AMAZING fics every night before bed. I didn't expect anyone to really even see it. My heart is racing as I get ready to post this rn lmao. PLEASEEE tell me what your fav part of this one is, I have to know. Part 3 will be out tonight, I can't make you guys wait too much.

            Bucky’s resolve has been steadily crumbling for the past hour, and truthfully, he’s barely placing any blame on the chemical compound that’s interacting with the serum coursing through his veins. He’s placing the blame on you and the needy, whimpering noises that you’ve been making for the last forty-five minutes. After the video conference with Bruce and Tony ended, you were quick to lock yourself in one of the bedrooms of the safe house. You didn’t even say another word to Bucky, you just stood up from the couch with one hand clutched over your stomach, and hurried off down the hall. He wanted to say something to you, but what the hell was he supposed to say? I’m sorry that we’re in this situation? That wouldn’t help a damn thing. You’re in it and there’s nothing either one of you can do except pray that you’ll have enough self-control to make it through the night with your doors still locked.

            Bucky sat on the couch for a few minutes after you left, replaying Tony’s last warning to you in his head. You won’t feel relief until your body thinks it has a chance of reproducing, until semen is introduced into your system. It made him feel like shit. He can find relief on his own, he can take care of himself tonight, but you? You’ll suffer for a minimum of eight hours, possibly nearing death, alone behind a locked door. It’s not that he thinks you can’t handle yourself. He’s perfectly aware of how capable you are at handling practically anything. He’s been your partner in the field for two months now and he’s never once had a doubt about your skills, your ability to tolerate pain, or even the split-second decisions you have to make sometimes during missions. You might give each other shit the majority of the time that you’re working together, but when it comes down to it, you trust each other with no reservations. So, why then, does he find himself so fucking worried about you?

            He’s been locked in the bedroom across the hall from yours for the past hour now. He thought maybe things wouldn’t be so bad when he heard you tucking yourself away into bed, when he heard you go still and silent for a few minutes. It was smart of you, trying to sleep as much as you could before the chemical fully set in and began to wreak havoc within your body. But after only fifteen minutes, he heard the faintest sound carrying across the hall. He wasn’t sure what it was at first, thinking maybe you’d gotten up to use the bathroom and it was the creak of a floorboard or maybe a door hinge. It was wishful thinking. The second time he heard it, he was sure. You were whimpering in your sleep. For a few moments, he was able to deceive himself into thinking it was whimpers of pain, maybe from your stomach aching in your sleep. When you grew louder, the sounds of your soft, breathy moans mixing with the sound of the sheets rustling as you tossed and turned restlessly, that’s when his resolve began to break apart piece by piece. He sits on the side of his bed in total darkness. His shirt and tactical pants are strewn across the floor where he previously discarded them when the heat emanating from his body became too much to bear. His hands grip the edge of the mattress with enough force to break through the layers of fabric there, but he fears that if he lets go, the next thing his hands will grip will be either his cock or the two door knobs separating you both. Focusing on your suffering is keeping him from feeling his own pain, but the noises you’re making are making it significantly harder for him to ignore the needs that are bubbling to the surface within him. Shit. How the fuck did he end up in this situation with you?

            You awake suddenly, drenched in sweat, your sweats especially making you feel like damp towels are wrapped around your legs. You waste no time throwing the covers back and ripping your sweats off, tossing them onto the floor and moving your hair to lay it across your pillow so it’s not sticking to your neck. Fuck HYDRA. Fuck Zemo for killing Dr. Nagel. Obviously, you wouldn’t have wanted him running around recreating the super soldier serum either, but if he was still alive maybe you wouldn’t be lying here in this state. You take a deep breath in, counting to three in your head as you breathe it back out. Focusing in on your symptoms, you try to make a mental list. You think that maybe if you can remind yourself of the science behind the symptoms, you won’t become an irrationally horny mess, you can just reason your way out of the most intense arousal you’ve ever felt in your life. Sweating, tachycardia, abdominal cramping, bone pain…you stupidly let your right hand slide down between your legs. Your fingertips briefly grace the exterior fabric of your black boyshort panties, feeling how wet they are adds another symptom to the mental list, not that you needed to feel it to know. Arousal.

            You lean over to the bedside table and feel around blindly for your phone. The screen illuminates and you see that it’s only 10 pm. You’ve only been sleeping for an hour. The chemical compound isn’t even at its peak activity level yet and you’re already beginning to feel a type of desperation that you haven’t felt before. You need relief. Tony’s words swirl around in your mind, making you feel lightheaded and making you want to hunt him down and make him take the words back by force, like that would change the reality of the situation you’re currently in. You won’t feel relief until your body thinks it has a chance of reproducing, until semen is introduced into your system.

            You could try finding relief on your own. Tony isn’t lord over all things scientific. When has he ever dealt with a compound like this before? Never. He doesn’t know shit. You’re trying so hard to convince yourself that he could be wrong. Sitting up in bed, you reach over and flip on the lamp that sits on the bedside table, casting a pale glow across the room. You will yourself to think clearly, to make a plan and implement it. You can fight this. You need something that’ll take down your body temperature, slow your heart rate, and ease some of the pain you’re feeling everywhere. A cold shower.

            Bucky listens intently as you open your door and your feet patter softly down the hall. He listens as you shut and lock the bathroom door behind you and then as you turn on the shower. He mentally curses his heightened sense of hearing when he hears the tussle of your clothes hitting the floor. He’s been ignoring his hardening cock as it grows beneath the black fabric of his boxers. He’s been ignoring it because he feared if he tried to relieve himself, you’d likely hear him across the hall and he’d never let himself live it down. He can’t be the first one to break. But maybe, with you being in the shower, you wouldn’t be able to hear anything coming from his room. Why the hell are you even in the shower? He imagines the pain you’re in would make it hard for you to stand in there for very long, and it’s not like a shower is going to give you much relief at all. He can’t wonder for more than a quick moment, before the chemical begins to really cloud his mind, his clear thoughts becoming hazy behind thoughts of chasing relief. Fuck it. You won’t hear a damn thing.

            Bucky sighs deeply as his lays back on the bed, still in darkness, pushing his boxers down a few inches and freeing his hard length. His flesh hand quickly wraps around it, giving it a slow stroke from base to tip, pre-cum quickly coating his fingers.

            “Oh, fuck.” He groans lowly. It’s never felt like this before. It’s as if every nerve in his body has shifted, has traveled down to embed in his cock. His head falls back into his pillow, his eyes squeezing shut at the sensation of his shaft finally being handled. He works his fist up and down, picking up speed and reveling in the feeling of temporary relief. As he strokes his cock, he feels the pain throughout his body slowly dissipating, easing up but not fully disappearing. Before he can stop himself, he’s picturing exactly what you’d look like right now. Your perfectly toned body standing under a stream of water, your hands running down your smooth skin, your eyes closed as you let the shower wash away your discomfort. He feels guilty. Truly, he does. But it's as if he has no control over his thoughts when his hand is on his cock and his veins are corrupted with a potent chemical from hell. Especially not when you’re naked a mere ten feet down the hall. As Bucky nears his climax, his balls tightening and his cock twitching in his hand, a loud crash resounds throughout the house and he’s brought back to reality. He’s on his feet, his boner tucked reluctantly away in his boxers, and his bedroom door flying open in less than two seconds, fearing the worst. He thinks you must’ve passed out from the effects of the chemical, fallen in the shower, maybe split your head open. When he reaches for the bathroom door knob and finds it locked, he’s giving no second thought to breaking the door down. Hell, he decided he was going to break it down before he ever left his room. He takes one step back, ready to use his leg to kick through it, when he hears the shower water cut off and the curtain pull back.

            “Y/n?” His voice is laced with concern and it takes you by surprise. You’d only been standing in the ice-cold shower for two minutes when you realized it wasn’t going to do shit for you. You aren’t usually one to lose your temper, but feeling so hopeless and helpless, your only plan failing to provide you with any relief, you ended up slamming your fist into the tiled shower wall out of pure frustration. You didn’t do it hard enough to really hurt yourself, but apparently hard enough to alarm Bucky.

            “You’re supposed to be locked in your room.” You call out, your voice coming out a little timid and quieter than you intended. Wrapping a towel around yourself, you step out of the shower and examine yourself in front of the bathroom mirror. Your cheeks are still flushed, your pupils are dilated so much that you’re surprised the lights aren’t hurting your eyes yet, and your rapid pulse is nearly visible in your neck. You let your hair down from the bun you threw it up into for the shower and then pull on the same shirt and damp panties you had on moments earlier.

            “I thought you fell.” Bucky says quietly, barely above a whisper. You can tell he’s standing close to the door. You’ve never heard him speak so softly. You freeze, your hands clutching the edge of the bathroom sink as your body responds to his voice, against your rational mind’s will. You feel a familiar heat gathering between your legs and you squeeze your thighs together. He needs to go back to his room. Now.

            “Bucky, go back to bed.” Your voice is firm, without a single hint of hesitation. Bucky knows that he should heed the warning. He knows he should turn around right now and go back and lock his door. Instead, he stands there in the hallway with his cock straining against the fabric of his boxers and a conflicted expression on his face. You said earlier that your only option was to lock yourselves in your respective rooms and ride it out until morning. Was that really the only option though? He could easily think of a few more options, though admittedly, he might not be thinking with his brain anymore.

            “You have to go back to your room before I come out.” You’re starting to sound like you’re pleading with him. As much as you want to act strong and like you have all of the self-control in the world right now, you’re worried that if you step out into the hall and see him, you won’t be able to stop yourself from reaching out for him. You want to feel his skin beneath your hands as you run your palms from his shoulders, down his chest, straight to the waistband of whatever the hell he’s wearing right now. You want to have him completely bare in front of you, with nothing stopping you from dragging him straight to your bed to find the relief that you both so desperately crave right now. A sharp pang in your lower stomach causes you to let out a soft groan, and the sudden inhale you hear from Bucky through the door doesn’t go unnoticed.

            “Not until I see that you’re okay.” Bucky says, still worried that you fell in the shower or hurt yourself somehow. Not wanting to waste any more time letting the chemical stew in your reproductive system, you flip the bathroom light off so you’re thrown into darkness, before unlocking the bathroom door and pulling it open slowly. You can just barely make out his form in the dark hallway, the curve of his broad shoulders, the glint of the black and gold vibranium making up his left arm, and fuck…the ripples down his abdomen. You’ve always thought he was frustratingly attractive, but now? Just looking at him has you insatiable. You realize quickly that he’s not wearing anything except a pair of black boxers and his dog tags. He’s really not making this easy on you. Your eyes flutter closed and you sigh, telling yourself to suck it up and walk past him. Just walk past him. But now you what he looks like with nearly no clothes on, and he’s so close to you. So. Damn. Close. A foot away from you, to be exact.

            “I’m fine, just go back to bed.” You whisper. You don’t trust yourself to speak any louder, worried that raising your voice might awake something much more primal within yourself.

            “Look at me.” He says, matching your whisper volume. Shit. Shit, shit. Shit. No.

            “Don’t—” You’re cut off by the feel of his cool vibranium fingers wrapping around your right hand, lifting it so he can see it better. You suck in a harsh breath at the contact. It shouldn’t turn you on as much as it does, it’s not even what you need. You need skin. You need him against you. But something about the cool metal contrasting against the warmth of your heated hand feels electrifying.

            “Did you punch the wall?” He questions, examining your reddened knuckles with narrowed eyes. Your eyes remain closed as you nod your head, and he takes the moment to scan his eyes down your body. Your t-shirt skims along the tops of your thighs and he knows if you turned around, it wouldn’t even fully cover the curve of your ass. Fuck, he wants you to turn around. He drops your hand as quickly as he first grabbed it, letting it fall back to your side as he begins running his flesh hand through his disheveled hair.

            “On a scale of one to ten, how bad is it?” Bucky has to know. He knows how high your pain tolerance is, he knows how good you are at putting on a brave face in the worst situations. He has to know how much you’re really suffering right now before he makes an offer that he can’t take back.

            “Four.” You fib, pressing your lips together and daring to open your eyes and look back at him. Your eyes have adjusted to the dark a little more and you can see the sweat glistening across his chest, his quick breaths drawing your attention straight to his pecs.

            “Don’t lie to me.” His gaze hardens. He hates that you’d try to lie to him. Do you really not trust him enough to just be open with him? Jesus, he’s standing in front of you in his fucking boxers with a hard-on that you haven’t even noticed yet and somehow you feel the need to keep things from him, like he isn’t just as vulnerable as you are right now.

            “Seven.” You admit truthfully. The pain in your stomach has intensified, and all you want to do is curl into a ball right there on the floor. You feel like you’ve been doused in gasoline and lit on fire, you feel like someone attempted to extinguish that fire with a gallon of hot sauce, and then ran you over with a semi-truck. You reach out for the door frame with your right hand, using it for balance as your legs begin to feel weaker.

            “Y/n-” Bucky starts, ready to make you an offer, but you don’t let him continue. He knows it’s crossing a line. He’s fully aware that if he offers and you say no, things could just get weird between the two of you. He’s even more aware that if he offers and you say yes, it could effectively end your working relationship. But he can’t stand to see you like this. You might give each other shit more often than you’re civil with each other, but something about you being in pain has always sat wrong with him. He worries more about you in the field than he worries about himself.

            “Don’t say my name, just…” You cut him off, but your voice trails off as your eyes wander down to the front of his boxers, finally noticing the way he’s straining against the fabric, his tip resting just barely under the waistband. “If you keep standing here, if you keep saying things to me, I’m not going to be able to go back to my room. I need you to walk away before I lose the power to let you.” Your warning should be clear as day now. He needs to leave you alone.

            “No.” His refusal hits a nerve, angering you more than you would’ve thought possible. You feel a rush of adrenaline surge through you as you lose control of your actions. You place your hands against his chest, shoving him back, hard. He barely moves, which just further enrages you. “Y/n, we can fix this. I can fix this for you.” His offer is out in the open now. He holds his breath as you freeze in front of him, your hands falling away from his chest and your eyes squeezing shut in contemplation.

            “Do you even realize what you’re offering?” Your question hangs in the air between the two of you, and the tension in the hallway makes it feel as though lightning is about to strike the tiny cobblestone house that you stand in. You wish lightning would strike. When you open your eyes this time, the look in Bucky’s eye has changed. There’s something in place of his usual hard gaze, something that nearly draws you in.

            “Yes.” He’s offering to fuck you. He’s offering to give you the relief that you so badly need, the relief that can only be found when he finishes inside you. You’re hallucinating. That’s what this is. Because there is no fucking way that he’s standing in front of you right now, the six-foot tall super soldier who you can barely get along with outside of mandatory missions, offering to fuck you raw. “I know what I’m offering.” You only take a moment to weigh your options. Go back to your room, lock the door, and suffer for the next 7-10 hours or have sex with him and hope that it doesn’t ruin your entire life. Why would it ruin your life? Because he’s the only partner that you’ve trusted enough to work with since Nat passed, and there’s no way that things can just be fine and normal after you’ve seen each other naked. Things would get awkward, it’d be hard to look at each other, hard to see each other as professionals anymore. And your work, your job, is your life. Outside of this you have nothing. No family, not a single friend that isn't connected to this damn line of work, not a damn thing to turn to when this inevitably goes to shit.

            “Stop overthinking it.” Bucky’s voice breaks you out of your whirlwind of thoughts. Against your better judgement, you make eye contact with him and the way he’s looking at you gives you butterflies. Butterflies? Who the fuck are you right now? “Close your eyes.” His voice is low, making the butterflies in your stomach explode and spread outward until it feels like your skin is tingling. You don’t know why you do as he says, but your eyes close and you stand there with bated breath as the floorboards creak. He’s stepping closer to you, stopping when you feel his breath fanning across your face. He trails his flesh fingertips from the back of your left hand and up your arm slowly, drawing goosebumps to the surface of your overheated skin but leaving some kind of calmness behind. You relish the way your left arm becomes the only part of your body that isn’t in pain, the only part that he’s touching.

            “Okay…” Your voice is raspy as you cave to his touch. “But I have a rule.” He pulls his hand away and you wince as the pain quickly returns to the bones deep within your arm. He raises an eyebrow at you as he waits for you to continue. “You can’t kiss my lips.”

            Bucky hesitates for a second, caught off guard by your insane rule. No kissing? During sex? Do you hate him that much? Fuck, he shouldn’t have offered to do this in the first place. It’s obvious that you really don’t want this, and he won’t be able to get off knowing that.

            “Who’s overthinking now?” You laugh out, brushing past him and heading straight for your bedroom door. You took his hesitation as a rejection of your rule, and if he rejects your rule then you’re not doing this. If he kisses you, you’re scared you’re going to feel something. You can have sex and find absolutely zero meaning in it, that’s not that hard. It’s just a physical act. But kissing? Kissing makes it too intimate, too much of a real connection. You won’t give that away so easily. Just as you’re nearing the door, you feel Bucky’s hand wrap tightly around your wrist and pull you back, spinning you around so you’re facing him. In less than a second, he’s walking you backwards until your ass hits the wall and your hand is pinned above your head, with his body pressed firmly against yours. His nose brushes over the tip of yours and you shudder at the feeling of his skin, his body giving off so much heat that you’re regretting having put your shirt back on earlier.

            “Fine, I won’t kiss you.” He rasps. His vibranium hand is gripping your hip, holding you solidly against the wall as he moves to run his lips along your jawline. He doesn’t kiss your skin, he simply lets his lips ghost over it, making you tilt your head to the side in anticipation. “I have one rule of my own.”

            “What’s that?” Your voice sounds a lot more confident than you expected it to, like you’re not fighting to hold yourself together inside. He nips at your earlobe softly and you feel the tip of his tongue against it so lightly that you’re not sure if you imagined it or not.

            “You’re going to wear these while I fuck you.” He guides your right hand up over the perfect ridges of his abs, across his chest, and straight to the dog tags that hang around his neck.

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[fairyofjaeyun]

Hello I seen your poll and saw hybrid akdbsj I never clicked faster in my life lmao BUT ANYWAYS

That made me think of kitty!sunghoon hybrid aldbqj 😭😭 imagine him in heat????? Having to ruin him almost all night because he's just so fucking needy for you qbdosh any thoughts? Hehe

brace yourself this is another long one

I looovvee me some kitty hoon !!

hoon is very much a brat and a tease—always getting you to chase him or snap at him—but when he’s in heat he is a whole different type of desperate. one of his warning signs is becoming very clingy the days leading up to his heat. he’d latch onto in the mornings you had to go to work or run errands, insisting that you stay home or, if you’re doing errands, he comes with you. it’s nearly impossible to not notice his sweet scent as he nuzzled into you, every part of his body hot to the touch. he’ll start purring when he sees you stirring awake, poking his nose against you until your eyes flutter open. “finally!” he’d pout, not even giving you a chance to rub your eyes before he’s begging you to stay home, but unfortunately you had to go to work. “I’ll get back as soon as I can and you’ll have me for the rest of the day,” you promise, since tomorrow was saturday, before adding, “be good,” in a more stern tone.

you already knew as soon as you walked out the door that he wouldn’t keep his end of the deal. it wasn’t even lunch time when hoon started blowing up your phone, sending wholesome texts and sad emojis to bait you into his not-so-wholesome (and predictable) plan. you respond, going along with him, sending back hearts and saying for the umpteenth that you can’t go home early. he then sends a picture of himself; an innocent selfie of him in his favorite white button up shirt. he’s laying down in bed still, as expected, a small pout on his face and pleading boba eyes to guilt trip you. you heart it and tell him how cute he is, just anticipating when things would take a turn.

and then he says it hurts 😿😿 and your left questioning his next move until a video pops up in the chat. the thumbnail is his face from the nose down, his plump lips parted and wet, and you could see his bare pale chest and collarbones. you quickly excuse yourself to the bathroom, sneaking your headphones with you. once you’re in you plug them into your phone and press play. the first few seconds sunghoon is in the same position as the thumbnail, then he licks his lips and his hand starts to slowly trail down his chest to his lower abdomen, and he tilts the camera down and you nearly gasp. you could see his dick print through his shirt and when he moved his arm, the loose, unbuttoned hems would lift and tease parts of his shaft. even with the small amount of his skin he shows you, you could still see his wetness glistening in the dim bedroom light.

and then the video stops and you nearly exclaim in frustration before remembering where you were. did that boy had some fucking nerve teasing you at work knowing that he was in heat and just one touch from you would send him to orbit. you quickly typed be ready for me before ripping off your headphones and going back to work, ignoring whatever his response was.

hoon waits for you very impatiently, knowing from the tone of your last text that you would be very rough with him tonight and the thought made his dick ache. around the time you were expecting to be home, he assumed the position you trained him to be in when waiting for you— face down and ass up with his back perfectly arched. however, he couldn’t help rubbing his pathetic dick against the bed when his imagination ran wild again, and he came all over the comforter in seconds.

finally, he hears the lock click and the door open and he fights the urge to run to you. instead gets back into position, adjusting his arms to be more comfortable. then his ears flick back as he hears the bedroom door open and your presence hangs heavy over him. he gulps, feeling your eyes on the slick running down the inside of his thighs, and his tails instinctively moves to cover them. you didn’t even need to close to him to see the wet patch on your bed, coincidentally near his groan area. “what did I say?” you start, your voice making his tail flick and his body tense instantly.

“t-to be good. but master I needed you so bad I-” he starts whining and he cries then moans when he feels your hand strike his ass through his shirt. “master, please,” he whines again, arching into you. he gasps as you grope him, your touch seemingly burning into his skin. “you know I’m not going easy on you,” you say, suddenly pushing two fingers into him, making him nearly sob and arch further. “I-I don’t want you to,” he responds, moaning and gripping his pillow as you fingering him.

“good,” you move faster and watch as he body crumbles and wriggles as you add a third finger, poking and prodding at his prostate to the point his moans turn into cute mewls, his body twitching as he cums again. but you don’t stop or slow down in the slightest, keeping the same rhythm. “oh master,” sunghoon moans, “feels so g-good. yes!” experimentally, you add one more finger and the slick helps slide it in perfectly. sunghoon is such a complete mess already, his body collapsed onto the bed, only his ass up in the air to chase your fingers as he moans and whines for you.

“more, I need more,” he begs, your fingers no longer satisfying him. so you fetch your strap on, pull his hips back up, and fold his button up over his back before pushing the tip into him. you bottom out rather quickly, since he was more than ready for it. therefore, you start pounding into him, making sure he was taking all of you. “yes, master! I’m so full,” he moans, half of his face pressed against the pillow so some of his words weren’t as coherent, so you grab a fistful of his hair (careful of his ears) and pulled his head up, a deep groan immediately filling the room.

“master, I’m gonna cum again, please,” sunghoon once again jerks and almost an alarming amount of cum contributes to the soiled comforter. this time you slow down, letting him calm down a bit before emptying him. he whines at no longer being full, but is quick to move on. “kitty wants your pussy now.” you were in for a very long night.

#delivery {🍣} #avery ♡ #sub!sunghoon #sub!enhypen #sub!idol #sub!kpop #dom!reader #dom!fem!reader #sunghoon hard hours #sunghoon hard thoughts #enhypen hard thoughts #enhypen hard hours #sunghoon smut #enhypen smut #hybrid!sunghoon

[kiestrokes]

Kiiiieeee can you do another collab with B and rank SKZ as "house husbands"?

Stray Kids Most to Least: House Husbands | SFW

Pairing: Stray Kids x Reader/You/Yn Rating: SFW Genre: MTL, headcanon, imagine, slice of life. Warnings: maybe some cursing.

🗝️ Note: alright alright alright. lol the way that @chans-room wrote most of this from my tentative ranking, and I'm just giving them house husband titles. Teamwork makes the drift work bby 🤗

B is the 🦇

Disclaimers: This is a work of fiction; I do not own any of the idols depicted below.

Lee Minho (the tyrant)

🦇: Lee Minho is the god tier house husband but if you ever tell him that he will never forgive you. He cleans, he cooks, he meal preps your lunches, he has meals frozen ready to be made when he’s gone, he texts you about making sure you drink water through the day. 9/10. Only point missing bc if you so much as consider giving his cats tap water he will know and hold it against you.

Bang Chan (the granola daddy)

🦇: Bang Chan is also a quality house husband, but he def works from home. But he is (usually) able to balance the cooking and cleaning and his own shit. He’s helping you on rough days and giving you all the love and care and attention you want. 8/10 only bc he rarely goes to sleep at a decent time, and also bc he’s attempted to get you to drink a protein monstrosity. You nearly died and banned him from using the blender.

Lee Felix (the muffin man)

🦇: Omg Felix he’d just be so cute and helpful (even tho sometimes he’s not helpful at all) and you’d come home daily to random baked goods. 7/10 for effort but man sometimes you wonder how one man can make such a mess. It’s a feat honestly.

Hwang Hyunjin (the trophy wife husband)

🦇: Hyunjin would have the whole trophy husband bit DOWN. If he’s staying home then you better earn him babey. He cleans for sure, but his cooking is either hit or miss. He looks so good doing it though you really don’t even care how shit he is at cooking. 6/10 because sometimes you come home to smoke pouring out the windows.

Seo Changbin (the muscle pig)

🦇: Changbin…sorry but no lmao he wants you to be his house spouse (lmao). He has those big boujee rich vibes where he’d want to provide for YOU and feel weird if he wasn’t doing anything. If you can convince him to work primarily from home while you go make money, it’s still not super working in your favor. He’s spending most of his time at the gym and his kitchen experience is using a damn blender. 5/10 but he gets points bc he absolutely will order some fancy ass dinner to be delivered to you every night if you’re expecting dinner lmao.

Yang Jeongin (the chaotic black cat)

🦇: Jeongin is also a No lmao. If you left him home all the time alone he’d respond like a fuckin gremlin cat sent loose to wreak havoc on your life. He’d be fine playing video games or whatever on his own for a while but then… he’s finding any trouble he can get into. You come home to a mess like every day and it would be exhausting. 3/10 bc he is very repentant and will try to soothe your ire with cuddles.

Kim Seungmin (the divorcee)

🦇: Seungmin is also just a no lol. He wouldn’t see the point of staying at home when he was perfectly capable of going out and doing things on his own. More often than not, you’d come home to an empty house, Seungmin nowhere in sight OR napping in bed with a book. He’s not built for that life. 2/10 bc he’d probably cook on occasion, and he’d def clean, but he will complain about both. Loudly. On end.

Han Jisung (sorry I'm the wife)

🦇: Han would be shit at it and would be more of a sugar baby than anything. He is bbg. He is not cleaning, cooking, or anything, I’m sorry to say. Love him to pieces but 0/10 sorry babes.

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[yourgrantaire]

im rewatching the smosh liveshow and i wanted to keep track of my favorite moments so they are below the cut

angela's tippy tappy toes of joy at amanda's new jersey voice

amanda's "LOOK IT UP" for increasingly unrealistic things, and ending it with "are you at peace are you at peace are you at peace hello areyouatpeaceareyouatpeaceareyouatpeace anthony areyouatpeace DON'T GOOGLE ME"

tommy's "only a tragic life could lead to looking like if a motorcycle was gay ... i can say that, i'm a motorcycle" and him saying the meaning of anthony's tattoos was so that he could fuck goth girls. oh and how could i forget describing angela as an "amber alert on rollerblades"

the cool ass music when the guests came on, made by tommy bowe i think? i honestly would listen to the music from the show all on its own

brandon rogers' "let's. eat. anthony!" and then making a very emphatic pitch as to why it would be a great idea

THE HALF-TIME SHOW OF COURSE. i know that they mostly won't post the show on youtube but i really really hope they post the half-time show

also a detail i just noticed is josh playing that escalating carnival "do do do do!" when chanse and keith got iced

dan and phil's extremely explicit video message with dan's repeated references to jerking off onto anthony's sexy calendar

courtney as bikini girl while still wearing doc martins. and there's something about the rhythm of "get you a girl who can do both two things two one time! :D" that is so funny, as well as "women are so scawwy ooohh!! what's under your blouse, two perfectly round GUNS? OHH!!"

rhett and link showing up standing menacingly in the doorway, and their tag line being "A Jesus and a Lesbian Woman"

the multiple "ian loves drinking breast milk" jokes

the chosen: "you're probably wondering why i look so badass right now. its because we are on the cusp of the greatest battle in the entire history of the universe.

and also i got queso on my three wolf moon shirt.

and i fell off my razor scooter on the way here."

i am glad that even though they made him look cool as fuck, shayne still emphasized that the chosen is not nearly as cool as he thinks he is.

"worst of all, anthony padilla HAD SEX!" and then quoting the star wars prequels lmao

also shayne singing without any self consciousness was very funny to me, but i can't put my finger on what the song was

ian saying i love you but having to say it in a silly voice (and in the after show anthony saying he can say i love you back to ian because unlike ian, he's actually said it before)

anthony's joke about how he expected everyone to roast him about his "dick piercing" and the entire audience going "wait wait, go back to that, what did you just say" and him moving on with no further comment

anthony to shayne: "i won't talk about how you were once known for your promising tv career and now you're known for wearing a t-shirt with limes on it''

chanse just full on horror movie screaming when anthony said arasha was in an ad for a republican dating app. also arasha's faces for everything were so great

keith full on responding whenever someone addresses him (and sometimes reacts out loud just because), he did this in the other funerals as well but it delights me every time

anthony saying chanse slides into his dms all the time, and chanse immediately replying "you respond, bitch!" (and then later anthony saying that chanse can go with mythical and he "can call link daddy now" but "watch out, [chanse] dms")

i loved anthony's reference to tommy's show serving cunt

anthony to amanda: "you're like if jessica rabbit drove a mini van"

anthony to ian: "one thing we all know about ian is he might have some trouble showing emotions" ian proceeds to stare deadpan into the camera. it was fun watching ian's reactions because often he wouldn't react to a lot of it or he would react as part of the bit, i've already forgotten the one thing that he really reacted to, fuck so i might have to rewatch it again

and then my favorite part of the aftershow was amanda and tommy continuously leaning in to make out and then saying "no save it for the parking lot, save it for the parking lot", and no they were not going to go anywhere, they were going to stay in the parking lot at smosh and make out in the car

#smosh #anthonys funeral roast

[putonmyfavoriteshow]

Life With Luca thoughts/reactions

WOW, I really enjoyed that way more than I expected to!

OK, so timeline wise the math isn't really mathing for me lmao. Like how do they both have 14 yr olds and Simon being in college already?? The show only ended in 2009/2010 which was 13/14 years ago?? What year is it in this universe??? They both had children the year they went off to college lmao??

But I'm happy to ignore logic since I actually enjoyed the newbies a lot.

I liked that Luca/Skylar weren't just a repeat Casey/Derek dynamic and weren't rivals who full on hated each other but just grew up differently and had some jealousy/hostility toward the other because of that, but actually were a lot sweeter together during more serious moments. I think their personalities perfectly reflected how they were raised - Luca is a bit of a rebel, but he's very much Casey's son, he's trained in First Aid! and has a granola bar in his pocket at all times, albeit stale AF, and takes care of his siblings even if he can be lazy about it sometimes. Skylar is more mature minded but she has the freedom of Derek's parenting so she's not nearly as high strung as Casey is, but she is more organized and put together to make up for Derek's lackadaisical way of living.

I LOVED SIMON!!! He was easily my favorite new character. I can't believe I went from forgetting he even existing to absolutely adoring him. He was so lovable and silly and he must have such a wild childhood being the Venturi-McDonald baby, I would love more backstory on him!

Molly/Kai were adorable and the perfect little chaotic kiddos to round out the ensemble :3

George/Nora - although I wasn't as invested in them, their relationship is so adorable and they're just as dorky and sweet as they were in the series.

The random jewelry heist B-plot was so random, but kinda funny. I'm down for some chaotic hijinx, and I love how it ended with that theif falling through the ceiling XD

The return of Lassiter and Sam were great. It would've been great to see any of the show regulars honestly but I'm glad we got some. I think the return of D-Rock really got me. When they started singing the song I had tears in my eyes. And Ralph as a surgeon was such a great way to explain his absense lmao.

I missed Edwin/Lizzie/Marti. I think that was my only real let down with the movie. They didn't need to be in the whole thing but even a video call would have been nice :/

Career-wise I'm glad they went with Derek as a rock star and Casey as a lawyer. Even though Derek was the hockey guy, seeing him roam around as a rock star with his daughter really just fits his vibe. And I'm so glad the movie course corrected VWD Casey because I was never a fan of her dropping out of college to dance in NY like ?? sure Casey loves to dance but she loves to use her big brain even more!!! Plus fighting for justice?? THAT'S SO CASEY DASEY!!! So it was taboo then, I feel like it's even more taboo now, but had you lived it you would get it! These two always had way too much tension and never quite fell into a sibling-like relationship. They were insanely obsessed with each other making everyone around them uncomfortable, so they were destined to be messed up soulmates <3 It may be an ick for some and that's valid, but for me they'll always be "the exception the the rule" ;) Also Ashley and Mike were always pushing the limit on them, they knew what they were doing! Ok, so now that that's out of the way, I knew that we weren't going to get canon Dasey out of this, but I'm so glad the writers delivered on giving us some great Dasey content regardless. The fact that both Skylar's mom and Casey's hockey husband were both entirely absent and no love interest was given was wise. We basically got to see Derek and Casey play house and be the married vibes that they are which is honestly what us hardcore LWD/Dasey fans want anyway. Mike & Ash didn't miss a beat! That was really Casey and Derek back on my screen and it made me really emotional <3 Maybe the movie didn't have a whole lot of just them, since their children were the focal point but the way it ended, it just made me want more and feel like we were being set up for ...possible canon Dasey? But even if not canon, I think that if the show does get picked up, we can get so much fun Dasey content from it to build from anyway (canon is overrated sometimes lbr) Plus I genuinely enjoy seeing Derek and Casey in parental roles so that would be awesome. And SIMON MORE SIMON PLEASE!!!! <3

#life with luca #life with derek #thoughts and reactions #lwd #lwl #dasey #my opinion #nostalgia

[halorocks1214]

okay so i just steamrolled thru detective pikachu returns over the past 2 days because i was sick and had nothing else better to do and right after finishing it i went into the tags and WOWIE the negative reception is very large!! i do understand and even agree with some of it but i just felt the need to get my own thoughts down (again. sick with nothing better to do) so take a peek under readmore for very typical elongated halo ramblings about his fave video game series

for the record i never played the first game (only watched a few clips of it on youtube even) but i did go see the movie in theaters. just figured i'd mention this ahead of time so my favoritism is known and to prevent myself from coming off as a perfectly unbiased reviewer

BEWARE THE SPOILERS BTW

(post-editing note: it be long under here, you have been warned)

to start off YEAG this game is not worth 50 bucks! the story's pacing is all over the place and is very basic, the graphics are not particularly well refined, the characters' expressions do not fluctuate as much as they should (professor gordon in particular ;-; i felt so bad for him), and the voice acting outside of merloch and detective pikachu himself are kinda phoned in! it felt like an early 2000s 4kids dub for real. even the gameplay aspects themselves were rather meh in presentation; the button hitboxes were annoying to deal with and as cool as i thought the "main" mechanics were they were incredibly clunky and the tension they tried to build up in the "solving the case" climaxes was just Not It. there was absolutely no reason for the loading/pauses to take that long

(the pokemon gimmicks were okay tho. i would die for growlithe)

however, this isn't a problem specific to this game. while i enjoyed scarlet it was definitely not 60 bucks material (and when i went back to it for the teal mask i even went "good lord, did it always run this badly?"). i gotta give credit to detective pikachu, at least this game ran properly for the most part and never crashed on me lmao

while that doesn't negate the criticisms i previously mentioned i simply wanted to say that this is going to be a problem for as long as pokemon keeps making money. this isn't me finger-wagging at anyone in particular (i certainly have no room to talk, i did say i liked scarlet), i just wanted to say: yeah, pokemon has been A Mess

"but halo!" you cry. "you talked like the negative reception was overblown! what gives the giant negative paragraph??"

because much like scarlet, i still really enjoyed this game sdfjnsdk. how can i say that with confidence, though, when i largely agree that there were many, many issues to be had with its performance?

the word of the day: expectations

and perhaps this is where my bias comes into it. whenever i play a spinoff game (like snap or pokepark for instance), i don't really go into it for mindblowing gameplay and stories, i do it for the same reason this series has kept me enraptured for over a decade of my life:

the pokemon themselves!!

there are SO MANY little things that the regular games don't go into, and while i have my own headcanons and OCs i can play off of, it is so much fun to see actual canon material acknowledge certain things you've only ever theorized about!!

the whimsicott were so fun to watch float around, the article asking where a furret's tail began and ended made me laugh out loud, the fact that they went hard into the "slowpoke tails are eaten as food" thing, and the "let's not get into that right now" jokes about venonat hunting other pokemon and dusknoir eating souls LIKE. i LOVE when pokemon goes into its more "serious" aspects. i know main series games do it too occasionally but outside of offhanded mentions or pokedex entries, do they go this hard into them? if they do and i'm just stupid pls tell me about it i'll eat that shit up

being reminded of less-talked-about pokemon is always a plus and how can you not pop off when you see one of your faves included in the story? (INTELEON AND WOOPER I'LL KICK THEIR ASSES 4 U) it's simply fun immersing yourself into the world of pokemon and getting a glimpse of what it would be like to have pokemon walking down the street and how that affects everyday life! maybe the story is basic, but it served its purpose and i had fun going along with it!

perhaps it's just my mental illness talking, but walking around and seeing all the pokemon and THEN doing the quiz girl's quizzes was actually kinda nice! even if the puzzles weren't that hard, i can't lie and say i didn't pump my fist when i guessed where the mystery was going like with cramorant swallowing the jewel or how the passimian statues needed to hold different berries. overall, i just enjoyed being reminded of how much i know and what i love about this series

also, the ways they incorporated the movie were pretty baller. i liked how they didn't just do a repeat of the mewtwo plot from the movie and let me tell you, even tho i called it early on, i liked that my suspicions about the aurora drop being deoxys were confirmed!! (i suppose it's not that hard to guess bcs what other pokemon comes from space, but i just recently finished playing omega ruby again and i normally don't think about deoxys a lot so LET ME HAVE THIS)

plus "i heard they made a movie about the R case" MADE ME SCREAM. i thought they were just going to ignore the movie and do their own thing but then they DID THAT. incredible. you can call my expectations low (which is valid) but holy fuck

so the TLDR for those who want this: if you want a sweet but cliche game exploring the world of pokemon with a lot of funny moments + worldbuilding, then this game is perfect for you. if you want a game with a groundbreaking story with graphics to boot, then yeah, you're not gonna find it here. i've even seen people say their own nostalgia of the original spinoff wasn't enough to get them to enjoy this game, so take my words with a grain of salt

i would say just watch compilations of the game on youtube, but not every youtuber is gonna go fully exploring the game for all of its little details, so if you care about that kind of stuff, buying the game is your best bet. also if you don't care about that kind of stuff then you should just ignore the game altogether etc etc anYwAY

as for a TLDR for the TLDR: new pokemon snap is goated and i would say a more enjoyable experience than this game esp if you didn't like it so PLEASE buy it the game's only 30 bucks and you can throw treats at pokemon PLEASE it has so many sidequests and interactions you can partake in PLEASE i prommy i won't bite PLEASE stick your fingers in my enclosure PLEASE PLEASE PLE

#pokemon #detective pikachu #detective pikachu returns #video game review #my post

[hongsasum]

I watched Hazbin pretty much through reaction videos on youtube but anyways here are some of my thoughts about Hazbin from the stuff I’ve seen ((ALSO this is gonna be very much centered around Alastor))

• Better than I thought it would be, the script is kinda cringe sometimes and the short season means there’s not enough time to perfectly develop many of the characters but still, I think they’re doing the best they can with what they’ve got

• Songs are awesome, better than most Helluva Boss songs (sorry helluva boss)

• I wish the art style was creepier? Like when Alastor is all stretchy and huge it’s cool but I feel like they could’ve made it even CREEPIER. Kind of like in the official comic. I just really like the art style in the comic

• I’m glad the overexaggerated character movements and sound effects from the pilot are GONE in the actual series, I always thought they were irritating

• Alastor sounds sassier in the series lmao

• Did not expect Velvette to have that kind of personality considering how she behaved during those two seconds in the pilot

• I also like that the whole Alastor harassing Vaggie trope is gone because it would’ve been annoying to watch people go through the extremely dull “Alastor is so sexist esp to Vaggie” discourse all over again. like who cares

On a similar topic I’ve been away from Hazbin Hotel and its fandom for a while now and I almost forgot how weird people are about morals in this show. Alastor is a cannibal serial killer character that’s supposed to be an expert manipulator and sadistic narcissist, of fucking course he has a horrid personality?

Icb people would just forget his entire character and uwuify him to the point of no return (which I think is super annoying ngl I just don’t harass people over it) and then suddenly now that he treated Husk like shit they’re shocked & can’t like him anymore?? Alastor doesn’t even exist like WHY would you only “like” nice characters that’s so boring of you I’m sorry 😭

I’ve seen Youtube comments going after reactors for not criticizing Alastor’s behavior towards Husk like once again, who tf cares

Anyway those were my thoughts 🥺👉👈

#hazbin hotel #alastor #husk

[ask-serendipity-sky]

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this is so fucking tiring, i admire your patience.

for ten fucking years, this has been jikook's dynamic: jimin is the bold one, he likes to tease and flirt with jungkook, likes to lean in and he giggles at the way jungkook can't hold eye contact with him because of his shyness. the same shyness he only ever shows towards jimin and his antics. with the other tannies he mostly plays along, laughs at them or just pushes them away, because there's nothing there but brotherhood/friendship.

but with jm, things have ALWAYS been different. their dynamic has always been like that, jimin flirts, gets close enough, jungkook let's it happen bc he likes it and then he gets flustered, doesn't really know what to do and either turns jimin around or backs away a little.

again, this has been their dynamic for TEN YEARS. sometimes jungkook gets a boost of confidence out of nowhere and is bold himself, but jimin has always been the shameless one out of the two.

this is how they've always been, and now it's suddenly a problem? now suddenly jungkook is cold and dismissive, and he sucks, just because he's acting the same way as he's always acted? just because he's not jumping jimin in front of thousands of people?

jungkook has shown over the years how much he cares and loves jimin, how much he worries, how he always feeds and takes care of jimin (he used to order food to jimin's room because he knew jimin went on rough diets before), but antis just insist on invalidating everything they've shown us just because jikook decided to tone it down and be more private.

everyone has their own way of showing affection to their partner/bf/gf. some people love to be all over each other. some people mature over the years and like to keep it between them. some ppl keep it low from the start because they're not big on pda.

jungkook's a quiet, shy person by nature. he's an introvert who becomes a little more subdued/quieter when he's out in public. he's not going to kiss jimin on the cheek and he's not going to backhug him and be all lovey dovey, as much as we want him to, simply because jungkook just isn't like that. of course he's affective towards his members, he hugs hoseok all the time, but again, we're talking about romantic relationships here, and with the other tannies, there's nothing to hide.

with jimin, there's a lot of stake for them. they both know people keep a close eye on them, especially after that white day photo leak.

"ah but he's 27 years old you're babying him by calling him shy!", there is NO age limit for being shy. that's just a personality trait. do y'all remember how cutely he hid behind the banner he was holding on that movie premiere with tae? he still gets shy in front of the cameras. it's just how jungkook is, a little unpredictable, really.

honestly, what the fuck is it going to take? namjoon has already let us in a little by saying they see each other almost every day, and we also know that they probably box together. so what is it going to take? they're not going to make out in front of us lmao? and jungkook was enjoying the concert, he was a little distracted, it's perfectly normal behavior when there's a lot going on around you.

Hi anon,

Oh, today I'm in an incredibly good mood so I figured I could entertain that person.

Everything you say is right. Jimin and Jungkook are not the people we still see in old YouTube videos from 2018. They have changed so sticking their bond in a tiny box where we keep our fondest memories doesn't allow us to see how things have changed.

🎵Things change, people change. Everything change, yeah 🎵

Thanks for sharing.

#jikook #kookmin #asks

[lunar-lair]

Oooh, can I hear about "Note: Hands and Heart Required for this Recipe"?

figured id answer these at the same time since you both asked! also hi charlie lmao @teenagemutantninjatrauma dw the masses will get to see the donnie madness. also adding a read more bc frankly this got LONG i really like this wip so i ended up talking abt it WAY too much alkfsdj

this is a little baking fic ive been putting together! the idea is that donnie starts out being offended that people in baking videos say macarons are hard and tries to make them with a stand mixer he made himself. he Fails Horrifically. then he goes back to brownies, and is Instantly compelled by the kind of science that baking entails. the thing as a whole is kinda of...it turns into a coping mechanism, for him to say, i have something other than tech, another way for him to be useful, a way to support emotionally as well as physically. hell make muffins when leo seems crabby, hell make bread when mikey has been down, hell make cake when raph's smile is straining, and hell smile the whole time, hell put his weight into kneading that dough, hell put his heart into this. thats why its called that! its kinda like those notes at the beginning of recipes like 'btw youre gonna need a stand mixer and a springform pan for this' but saying 'welcome to baking! pick up your heart and hold it close, and make sure your hands are ready, because while machines can do what we can, whats the point? dont give me that look, youll understand soon enough.'

initially this was going to be a oneshot but it QUICKLY evolved. i havent even finished writing the brownies part and its already about 4k. also leo appeared and made himself Known as he always does, so its a lot of disaster twins so far. i do have some of this one written though, so i can find a snippet! lemme see, uhhh...ok you guys are getting at LEAST two i cant choose. here, this first one is from earlier on, it points out the earlier reasoning/the theming kinda well:

He finally threw his hands in the air after an hour of this, giving a loud ‘UGH!’ and pausing it, setting his work aside. “Fine!” He huffed, stomping over to his blueprints table. “If you’re so insistent that it’s so difficult, I guess I’ll have to prove you wrong!” He’d already been proven wrong so many times that his tech, his projections, his work couldn’t stand up to a challenge. That it would crumble under the grasp of the sharp claws of a demon, or the megaton punch of a battle suit.  He was 15, and he was sore, and he wanted to prove himself.   Well, he’d thank himself later, but for now, he pulled out the blueprints and called, “Shelldon, pull up schematics for commercial stand mixers.” He’d proven he could do better, with Shelldon and with Raph’s eye and his shells.  He could do something as simple as this. 

dont ask me how shelldon is alive i didnt think that hard abt it. just . the robots alive get used to it. this next snippet is later on, and is more on the disaster twins/donnie knowing his family kind of side

Leo leaned back and curled into himself, hand rubbing at the back of his neck, eyes averted. Jeez, he really felt bad, huh? Well, in that sorry, man way and not I’m sorry I’m not good enough way, but still. “But this seems like you’re really getting into, you know? I didn’t wanna criticize you right when you started out. “ Donnie thought, for a moment.  A lot of times, Leo did things because he was projecting.  This was, often, perfectly fine. He rarely did it in a bad way, but in this sort of sense? When he was saying, I didn’t want to criticize you right when you’re starting out? Leo knew Donnie could take criticism.  It’s Leo who can’t.  And Donnie can still remember Raph asking if Leo could really memorize all that medical knowledge, and Mikey asking for Raph instead, and Donnie having to guide him through a lot of the bigger words, getting frustrated now and then.  Or when he started drinking tea, and they all called him an old man, because they expected him to bounce back, to bite back, to be fine with it.  Or when he got his first scarf from April and Donnie asked him why he was still wearing it around 2 days later. (Hypocrite.)  And he wondered why they rarely saw him drinking tea even if the bags dwindled, why those scarves disappeared for a year or two. 

ok i was lying take ONE more snippet. i really like this doc it all came together pretty well even if it isnt quite finished yet/i wrote it at 8-10 pm the night after an all nighter

The whole time, Leo had this smile on, a little childish and fun. Not…not quite as blinding as it had been in the past, or as blinding as it might ever be again, but big and bright and simply excited. Like eating the brownies his brother made by hand was the only thing on his mind.  It settled something worried and loving and warm in a corner of Donnie’s heart, the same something that settled when he made machines and modified security and kept careful watch when he noticed something amiss.  He let it happen, let it settle, let this be warm.  Leo was the one who was sent to tell the others there were brownies, because he was excited and Donnie had a feeling he wouldn’t be able to sit still around them while they cooled for longer than the two minutes he had already been sitting there.  Donnie only chuckled something fond under his breath as he gathered up some small plates. 

my favorite thing about this doc is just. leos so excited the whole time and its this part of him i dont get to discuss NEARLY enough when i write. hes so bouncy the WHOLE time and its genuinely perfect. donnie agrees, too, so it all works out, hehe.

#fun fact donnie used to be my fav #leo only became my fav in like...december? like of 2022 #the disaster twins have always been my little guys tho and donnie and me are autistic in a lot of similar ways #so hes pretty easy for me to write #this whole idea is pretty loosey goosey i dont really have an outline or anything its just floatin around in my brain mostly #its one of those things you just Write yk #lunas lies

[stylesunchained]

If you think he’s fake and contrived etc maybe it’s time to just move on? Idk Idgi if you dislike more things than you like about him what is the point of pretending to be a fan? It’s beyond not having to like every single thing about him because that is absolutely valid but if it’s at a point where you have more negative feelings than positive that’s not good

Lol who are you to say I’m pretending to be a fan? I’ve been supporting him for twelve whole years of my life, just because I point out when he’s bullshitting and people are falling for it doesn’t mean I’m less of a fan. I think what you people have a really hard time grasping is that it’s perfectly normal for anyone to love someone and still not agree with them and enjoy everything they do or say. I’ve been hearing his same speech for a long ass time and his actions do not follow his words and if I see it, I’ll point it out. He has been very genuine at times but I felt like he’s very disconnected in the past few years and I don’t know how people don’t see that. Probably cause the vast majority of his fandom might be much younger and newer to Harry as of late, but the evidence is all there.

I didn’t say he’s being fake but I also don’t think he’s being truthful either. And it’s a bit frustrating to watch when they expect fans to pull through for him when he’s doing the bare minimum. You know?? When he says to Zane Lowe that he took the chance to slow down and learn how to be a son, a brother, a friend. When? In the two months he stayed in his famous friends houses in LA? Cause after that he was traveling around for months on end and then he recorded an album, then a movie, then another movie, then he went on tour, then he planned another tour, then he filmed another three music videos… is that discourse of his sounding truthful now? Lmao Come on…

And there’s also another thing… If you guys can’t see the way Harry and his team use this made up closeness he has with his fans as a selling point for him then it’s not my fault. He is and they are business people who will use what they can to their advantage. It doesn’t mean he doesn’t love and appreciate his fans. It means they saw opportunities and they took it. It’s not a sin to be aware of that and to speak about it lmao

And I will stop being a fan when I think it’s what I need to do. I have plenty of amazing feelings towards him that I share when I think I want to share and negative ones when I feel like I need to share as well. I’ve left plenty of fandoms before - half of the 1D boys included - and I’d have no qualms doing it with Harry IF or WHEN I felt the need to. So far I haven’t but it doesn’t mean I’ll say yes sir to everything he chooses to say, do or make. Y’all need some critical thinking, you know?! Jesus.

[oswaldsleftbicep]

first of all, happy birthday! god bless you and i hope you had a nice birthday! and i’m so excited once i saw your post. i’ve been interested in your acc for a long time but i’m too shy to interact with you. so anyway,

appearance : short hair ( neck length ) with dyed hair ( white on the bangs lol ) 5’1, i’m asian and i have a warm yellow-ish skin color.

hobbies : i like dancing most likely like a pop dance or kpop…. yea.. oh and i cannot live without my phone.

star sign : sagittarius :)

likes : coffee, shopping or just hanging out in a mall, watching youtube.

dislikes : spicy food or vegetables, and bugs. and idk that’s it ig, i can’t think of any.

love languages : physical touch that’s it.

what i look for in a partner : someone who can listen to me ranting or complaining about life. someone who loves me for who i am. someone who doesn’t care when i do something dumb like laughing like a stupid hoe.

deal breakers : too needy or poor communication.

okay that’s it! again have a fantastic day and birthday :D xoxo ❤️

hi!! thank you so much for sending this in!! lemme just say real quick, you sound like such an awesome person, and your hair?? cool asf!! tl;dr you're super cool and i'd love it if you interacted more!! no need to be shy :)

anywaysss time for the big reveal!!! i ship you with........

Lucia!

❧ he'd think your bangs are the coolest thing ever they are and you'd probably get him interested in dying his own hair, maybe just a small section at first to get him used to it

❧ he would absolutely love to watch you dance, he thinks it's so cool how you can match the beat of a song perfectly and loves how much fun you seem to be having. he would also love if you teach him a couple dances, like i can imagine you two as the couple doing really intricate and fun dances in the middle of a ball and everyone around is like confused but also very impressed ya feel? let's pretend he exists in our world, he would totally bring up the game just dance as an activity for the two of you to do, like every week y'all learn a new dance; and don't even get me started on tik tok dances (if you're into them), he'd be asking you to teach him every new trending dance smh

❧ continuing off of if he was in our world, he would be asking what you're doing on your phone a lot but not in an accusatory or nosy way, he's just genuinely curious what you're interested in, and he'll never judge you for looking at cringey fan art or reading sad fics or trying to beat level 307 of candy crush. he'd be content, especially after a long day, to just lie down with you and peek at whatever you're doing on your phone, making comments here and there, it's very chill and sweet

❧ you're a sagittarius, i love that!! one of my closest friends is a sag, y'all are cool. so i did a little research and apparently sags are compatible with libras, which is lucia's sign, so there's that going for y'all lmao

❧ i feel like as a whole the boys drink more tea than coffee but i think lucia could get behind the idea of coffee, especially seeing how many types there are; oh and if he finds out about latte art?? he's sold

❧ he'd enjoy shopping with you, he might be a little too busy to do it often, so when he can't he'd for sure send some people out with you to keep you company, or if you have friends from outside of the mansion, he'd for sure encourage a pals day out! and consider all of your items paid for, he'd give you a big chunk of spending money for you to get whatever your heart desires sugar daddy material i can also see him liking to try on random clothes with you, like at thrift stores he'd wanna do that blind picking an outfit game and see who gets the worst fit. and, again, if he can't go out shopping with you, he expects a full on fashion show when you get home, showing off all the cool things you bought and he will hype you up the whole time

❧ like i mentioned before with the phone thing, he'd love just watching youtube videos with you on a chill day. i could see the two of you having one or two youtubers y'all are subscribed to and watch every single video, like oh what's that? you were invited to a dinner party friday at 6 pm? sorry, that's when (enter youtuber here) posts, can't miss that. if you're super into one youtuber tho, he'd for sure get you guys matching merch

❧ i don't think he could handle super spicy foods, maybe like something with a lil kick to it, but anything above your average chili powder or red pepper flakes he cannot do, so he'll relate to you with not liking spicy foods. he may tease you about not being able to handle it, but just tell him off, mans can hardly even handle picante chicken ramen

❧ he wouldn't be a huge fan of bugs either, but he's not terrified of them; if there's a bug somewhere that you want gone, he'll for sure swallow his disgust and either squish the bug or take it outside with little to no complaining

❧ this man loves physical touch, it's for sure one of his top love languages, giving and receiving. he's a pretty touchy and affectionate person, but not in an overbearing way. if you ever want him to back off, just tell him and he'll do so immediately and without needing an explanation. he just loves being able to show his partner how much he loves them without using words. he'll show this through hugs and wrapping an arm around you in public or holding hands while the two of you are walking and cuddle sessions every night

❧ he'll listen to you rant anytime you need. he may be goofy and immature at times, but if you show that the situation is serious or something is really bothering you, he'll drop all that immediately and go into listening mode. you can tell he's actively listening to you because he'll make facial expressions and noises in reaction to what you're telling him. his reactions depend on if you're doing just a little complainy rant or a serious vent; for the more lighthearted rants he'll voice his reactions more clearly (they said what?? no way, i can't believe that, the audacity) but for the more serious conversations he'll keep it to a minimum and focus that extra energy on listening and empathizing

❧ he loves you more than life itself. he'd do anything for you, and it shows in how he looks at you and treats you with the utmost care. he adores every single thing about you, so you don't have to worry about him minding if you do something dumb. he loves your laugh especially, no matter how loud it is or how it sounds in general; if you're laughing that means you're happy and enjoying yourself and that's all that matters to him <3 the worst he'll do is tease you a bit, but it's never hurtful and all in good fun

❧ he's definitely not too needy, he might have his moments where he's extra clingy and just wants your attention but he knows what your boundaries are and he will respect them always. his communication is pretty good for the most part, although he might be prone to keeping a few things secret and if he's feeling overworked he might get a little cross with you which could spark up a few arguments. however, with plenty of time and heart to heart conversation, this is something the two of you can fix with no problem. it seems like you're pretty good at communication given you value it in a relationship, and lucia is a great listener and amazing at coming to agreements and negotiating terms and compromises; he is a leader after all :)

#let's play a game! #my. hcs #nightmare harem #shipping games #otome games

[karmanticmoved]

genuinely i enjoy some of the fanon stuff wrt hermits but i feel like. especially with season 8, theres this pressure bc of d/////smp to put on a show w all this lore and scripted events and whatever instead of the usual bullshit that the hermits get up to. idk maybe im a s6 nostalgic idiot but previous server wide events felt so organic back in the day, and s8 felt like there was a pressure on the hermits to do bigger and more when i always liked hermitcraft for the spontaneity and how bonkers good they are at the game. tango killing the dragon day 2 of s6? DOCM'S whole deal??? several of them being founding members of mcyt or being old enough and established enough to be influential to the community? etho having a redstone mechanic named after him? like these were things that made me so joyous abt hc and s8 marked such a departure from that for me, and you could feel it especially in x's videos

NO YEAH YOURE SO RIGHT literally worded perfectly. like honestly, at least on hermitcraft, the best stories always come from being natural and just going with the flow. and then its fun & authentic and still allows people who love getting into fanon stuff to play without however they want. tbh most of my favorite fanon stuff has stemmed from more lighthearted ideas that they took inspiration from. BUT NOW THERES SO MUCH PRESSURE ON THEM TO MAKE THE STORY THEMSELVES LIKE U SAID... it's so . >:( the hermits are already some of the Most Influential mcyt of all time, they deserve to do whatever they want without expectations forever. let the fans come up with the crazy intense story stuff if they want to

to be fair though, i don't think anything will ever live up to season 6 LMAO it was so damn good. i have been fighting the urge to go back and rewatch it again for like a WEEK 😭

#dropouttv #solidarity 🤝 #asks

[delusion-of-negation]

Thank you for inspiring me to think about how overvalued and overglorified romantic relationship and feelings are... They're just different way of bonding that's similar and not even exclusive to friendship, and also just positive emotions people experience. They aren't virtuous in any way.

mhmm, I think the idea of seeing some ways of loving as virtue, others as sin, is dangerous. when I think about banging the guy who's stupid perfect face haunts my brain, it's not a negative or malicious thought, I'm just horny - it's easier to deal with than a romantic feeling because I can't jack off my heart, but it's just a feeling still. if I see one as bad and beat myself up for it, that will eventually become a drain on me, and prevent me from the way more logical reaction of... just jack off. I'm at home in bed, that's perfectly fine. meanwhile, if I view love as this virtuous, perfect, untouchable feeling, the same happens. instead of "text him the stupid video you saw earlier, he says oh fuck that reminds me of something, you talk, everybody wins", which is fine too. idolising romance actually prevents us from saying "what is it that I really actually want to do right now?" it mystifies it as much as having demonising views of sexual love mystifies that. maybe I just will listen to a soppy song, maybe I need to talk to my friend, maybe actually I'm just horny again (it's often this one ngl lmao), but it's definitely not going to become clearer if I'm like "love, profound, perfect, pure, alas she eludes me", like?? no?? it's a problem with incels too- half the time they need a hug, they need a friend that they're able to confide in and who makes them feel valued, they probably need a blowjob ngl but so do most people. thing is, it's become this hazy spectre in their brains - it's a tornado of needs nobody can unravel or question, and thus nobody can meet, like literally even the most perfect robot tradwife in the world would completely flounder in the face of such fuzzy and all-consuming expectations, and they'll be let down. anger does the same. that probably is easier to acknowledge from the outside, that when a person makes you lose your temper it's a spinny mass that you'd need to disassemble to address, but in the moment you see red. however when I say that about love people go "no it is magic!" it actually isn't. it just isn't. it's a web of feelings and if you take the stance that it's not then you mystify it such that it's just useless. which is why those feelings can absolutely mesh with horror, it's simply a matter of being a skilled enough writer to convey more unfamiliar territory for a lot of people - I think happy sugar life is incredible at breaking down love and yet showing it as love. that deconstruction of mystified feelings is something I truly enjoy. I additionally don't think any feelings or categories of feelings are completely wholly distinct and immutable, it's more nuanced, it shouldn't be so stuffed into binary boxes and oversimplified tbh.

re (I think, but I've talked about ace and aro stuff a lot lately)

[the-fandom-fuckup]

1, 4, 11, 12 for the artist meme?

1. Art programs you have but don't use

I don't have them in front of me rn to double check, but ones I know I've downloaded n used maybe once are Sketchbook, Fire Alpaca, Sai Paint, and I'm pretty sure there's at least one animation program I found for free that I looked at once n got intimidated by lmaofndn (checked the name and the program is Synfig Studio)

4. Fav character/subject that's a bitch to draw

KATSUKI FUCKING BAKUGOU!!

I love him but drawing him??? Fucking impossible. Trying to get the right level of feral to cocky asshole, but also (and more importantly) his hair gives me the hardest time, which you wouldn't expect considering it's just a fucking fluff ball but my brain has to have it make sense and it just doesn't compute. I'm 100% aware most of the issue comes from me wanting him to turn out perfectly and not having the skill to do so, so I get frustrated with him easily

There are others, like Shinsou for similar reasons. His expressions are pretty easy (bc he's a sleepy shithead) but his hair is a mess and I've only liked the way I drew it once. Aizawa n Enji can also give me hard times, mostly bc I don't draw them often enough n need more practice

11. Do you listen to anything while drawing? If so, what

Depending on the mood I'm in I can range from putting my playlist on shuffle n zoning out, or I put on whatever youtuber I've found a longer video for (mostly lets plays, but there are some of people just talking thrown in there) and use the mini window to watch/listen while I draw. Not the most productive I'll admit, bc I get easily distracted by shit happening in the video, but it hasn't stopped me yet lmao

12. Easiest part of the body to draw

In the past when I was drawing more frequently I would've said I could bust of a pair of tiddies no sweat, but I stopped focusing on general anatomy so those skills are rusty these days

My default tho has always been doodling eyes in the margins of my school books if I can't focus, and it's carried over to digital if I can't think of what to draw so they've definitely got the most practice lmao

Thanks for the asks!

#non fandom #fuckup answers #I used to use Sai as my primary program before switching around n trying others #but then csp came out on sale and I figured illustrations and animations in one program?? no learning multiple programs?? #sign me tf up #(nvm the fact I still dunno how to properly do complicated things without tutorials bc nothing sticks in my brain) #ask meme

[watchmegetobsessed]

ASMR

a/n: so im not saying that this is based on anything from the real life.... pls don’tcome after me lmao but i just HAD TO write this, the urge was too hard.

pairing: Harry X pregnant!Reader

warning: smut, kinda breeding kink? idk

word count: 2.5k

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You thought you were ready for anything and everything about pregnancy. You’ve been bracing yourself for these months years prior, watching videos, reading all the books, learning all the information you need to know about growing a baby inside your body. There shouldn’t have been any surprises about it, but yet your body can still make you go: “Oh, wow. I was not expecting that.”

You’re only nearing the end of your first trimester, the bump is small, not many people know about the news that you and Harry are gonna be parents, but during these three short months, so much has happened. It started with the morning sickness, you threw up every morning clockwise at around six am, as if your body had an alarm in it that screamed at you to put out everything you had in your stomach. Harry was by your side the moment your knees hit the cold tile and you leaned above the toilet, delicate hands brushing your hair out of your face as he gently soothed you, brought you water and a wash cloth.

Then you started to get nauseous at the weirdest smells, like strawberries, honey and then coffee. You couldn’t be in the same room as these things, because the moment you smelled them you were gagging with no control. Harry made sure none of those could be found at your home from that day on and you felt terrible for making him stop drinking coffee, but he didn’t even want to hear about your apologies.

“It’s the least I can do for you, baby,” he smiled, kissing your forehead before simply moving on.

The cravings came hand in hand with the smells, you’ve been eating impossible meals, like pickles with whipped cream or cheese with mustard. There was a new craving every other day and Harry was always ready to run to the grocery store to get whatever his pregnant wife desired.

Your libido has increased as well, but it wasn’t as major as the other symptoms. The two of you were already going at it quite often, a few more morning and shower sex times didn’t change much in your every days. But right when you thought it wouldn’t get weird like your other symptoms, the most ridiculous thing happens.

It’s a lazy Saturday, Harry is in his study, going over some paperwork he has to sign over the weekend as you’re lounging on the couch in the living room, scrolling on your phone. One dancing video after the other, some celebrity exposing, it’s all the same until one particular video pops up on your feed. It’s an ASMR video where a girl does makeup with her long nails, the clicking of her nails on the product captured perfectly by the microphone as well as every other tiny little sound.

You were never really that into ASMR, though you’ve seen a few nice videos before. But this one. This particular video just tickles your senses and nerves in the most unexpected but blissful way that for a few moments you forget to even breathe. You have no idea what it is, the sounds, her comments or whatever, but you can’t stop watching it over and over again, your whole body buzzing from the experience and before you could even realize what’s happening… you’re turned on.

A fucking ASMR video turned you on, how is that possible? No idea, but it happened and when you finally snap out of your daze, you can barely control yourself as you’re practically throbbing. Throwing your phone to the cushion you rush to the study to see what Harry is doing and if he is willing to take a little break to… help you out with your problem. When you walk in, he is still sitting at his desk, his hair is a dazzled mess as he has been probably running his fingers through it continuously, he is wearing an old t-shirt and some workout pants, a stubble showing on his handsome face since he hasn’t shaved this week.

“H?” you ask, voice as tiny as a mouse’s.

“Mm?” he hums, his eyes staying on the paper in front of him. You bite into your lip and walk further inside.

“Harry?” you speak up again and this time his eyes move up to you, taking in your frame in front of him.

“What? Everything alright?” he questions, his eyes scanning over your body, looking for anything odd, but there’s nothing. Except your painful desire to get fucked as soon as possible.

“Yeah, um… are you busy?” you ask awkwardly, finding the situation almost comical. Barging in on your husband while he is working because you can’t keep your legs shut, what is happening to your hormones?!

“Depends on. What’s going on?” he asks, pushing himself back from the desk as you walk closer. He turns himself with the chair so he is facing you when you walk up to him. Chewing on your bottom lip you’re trying to find a way to ask him if he is up for a quick shag, but everything sounds so ridiculous in your head so you just go for it.

Squeezing yourself onto his lap in his chair you straddle him, lips attacking his and you definitely catch him by surprise with your hungry, demanding kiss and it takes him a moment to actually return it, his arms wrapping around you securely as he kisses you back, though you can feel his hesitation. You grind yourself on him, hoping to get him hard as fast as possible and the low grunt that slips through his lips tells you that you’re doing it right. Your hands tug on his locks, then move down across his chest until you reach his waist, fingers hooking into the elastic of his shorts, but right before you could take it further, he pulls back.

“Wait, wait, hold on for a second. What’s—What happened?” he asks, eyes narrowing at you with concern.

“Nothing,” you answer innocently, a little out of breath from kissing him so hard. “Just want you,” you simply reply before going in for another kiss, but your lips barely touch his when he pulls back again.

“Nothing? I walked past you in the living room twenty minutes ago and you didn’t even acknowledge me, now you’re basically jumping at me?!”

“Do you not want to have sex now?” you ask, furrowing your eyebrows.

“Baby, you know I always want to have sex,” he chuckles, tugging your hair behind your ear as he softly stares back at you. “But I’m curious what got you so horny all of a sudden.”

“I just… saw something online,” you mumble, feeling ashamed to even talk about it, so your gaze is avoiding to meet his, even though he is trying hard to break that.

“What exactly did you see?” he asks and you can see the smirk from the corner of your eyes. You don’t answer, just roll your lips into your mouth while Harry’s fingers dance around your waist to your stomach, gently caressing your little bump. He’s been obsessed with your pregnancy, in all means, and ever since you’ve started showing, he can’t stop touching and kissing your stomach whenever he has the chance. Not that you mind it.

Your lack of answer just makes his imagination go wild and true to himself, he thinks of the dirtiest case scenario.

“Baby, did you just watch porn?” he gasp dramatically, your eyes popping wide as you smack his chest.

“I did not! Why would I? I don’t need porn when we are going at it like… fucking rabbits,” you huff, making him chuckle. He can’t deny that.

“Then what was it? Tell me!”

“You’re gonna make a joke out of it,” you mumble under your breath.

“I promise I won’t. Just want to know what turns you on for future occasions when I want to get you into the mood,” he smirks shamelessly as you roll your eyes at him.

“Alright, but you can’t bring it up, ever,” you warn him.

“Gotcha.”

“I’m serious, H. I don’t want to hear you tease me about it later!”

“Okay, okay! I promise!” he nods eagerly, but you can see the tiny smirk tugging on the corners of his mouth.

“It was… It was an ASMR video,” you admit with a sigh.

“An ASMR video?”

“Yeah, you know, the one with the satisfying sounds and all.”

“I know what ASMR is, baby, I was just… not expecting this,” he chuckles softly and you can already feel your cheeks heating up.

“See? I told you! You’re already laughing at it!” you whine, pushing yourself up from his lap, the mood kind of ruined, but Harry is quick to jump to his feet, pulling you back before you could walk away.

“Hey, hey, hey. I’m sorry, I’m not making a joke out of it, I promise! Come back ‘ere,” he murmurs as he pulls you against his chest. His hand cups your jaw, lifting your head to make you look into his eyes. “I’m just genuinely surprised that’s what got you so turned on, that’s it.”

“I know, it’s weird! I don’t even understand!” you whine, feeling yourself growing frustrated with the way your body works these days. “It’s so stupid, I feel like such a creep,” you sigh, but Harry is quick to jump in.

“None of that, baby. You’re going through a lot, your body is just trying to adapt to the changes and you’re doing wonderful. Pregnancy is a lot to handle and if that means that you… get turned on by an ASMR video… then I’m going to help you with that.”

“What?” you ask, surprised how supportive he is.

“Don’t be so surprised, I would be a horrible husband if I didn’t please my pregnant wife, wouldn’t I?” he smirks, before pulling you in for a kiss, his lips melting against yours as you press yourself up against him. The mood is quickly restored, especially when he starts pulling you towards the sofa that he has next to his floor to ceiling bookcase.

He tugs you with himself as he sits down, getting the two of you back into a similar position you were before as you straddle him, kisses growing deeper and hungrier while his hands bunch your shirt on your waist until he takes a handful of it and pulls it over your head. He starts kissing down your neck and shoulder, biting and nibbling on the freshly exposed skin while he easily snaps your bra open and gets rid of it. You can’t stop yourself from grinding on him again, another grunt coming from his lips against your heated skin as you rid him of his shirt, your chest pressing against his naked skin, the feeling of his body against yours truly heavenly. When you reach down and into his pants, palming his erection he smirks against your shoulder, and leaning back his green irises meet your hungry gaze.

“So eager for me, huh? Want me to fuck you good, baby?”

“Yes, please!” you beg shamelessly, knowing well how much he loves it.

“I’m always happy to fuck my pretty wife,” he grunts as he wraps his arms around your frame so he can change your position, throwing you down onto the sofa while he holds himself up above you. Your legs wrap around his waist and your crotch meets his, both of you whimpering from the feeling.

“I need you, Harry! Please!” you whine and he is quick to push your bottoms down along with his, freeing his hard cock which is not pressed up against your core, sliding between your dripping wet lips.

“You want me to fuck you? Like when I put our baby inside you? Huh?” he growls as he grabs the base of his cock, guiding the tip up and down your slides, edging your nerves like he always does.

“Yes, need you to fuck me!”

“Don’t worry, I got you,” he replies and with one swift movement, he pushes inside you, filling you up just perfectly, both of you gasping at the feeling. “Fuck, Y/N! You feel so good! Always so good!”

“Move!” you beg, your fingers digging into his back muscles and he is quick to obey, his hips drawing back before thrusting forwards, over and over again as he fucks you just right.

You turn into a whimpering mess underneath him as he fucks you hard, just the way you like it. He knows what angles are the best and how he can make you cum the hardest, he knows your body like the back of his own hand and he always makes sure to use his knowledge.

“Fuck, I can feel you squeezing around me, baby. You getting close?” he pants, never falling out of his rhythm.

“Yes! Please don’t stop!”

“Never. I’m gonna fill you up, baby, make you feel so good,” he growls, his lips finding yours again in a messy kiss.

You’re getting close to your release, to what you’ve been seeking all along and you tighten your hold around him in every sense. Harry moans when you squeeze your walls around his cock, his thrust becoming longer and more forceful so you know he is close too.

“Come on, cum for me. Cum for your husband, love!” he urges and you start gasping for air, your eyes shutting closed as you finally feel the pleasure washing over your body in waves.

Harry tries to drag it out for as long as possible, keeps thrusting as he comes as well, filling you up just how he promised you.

Coming down from the high he starts peppering you with kisses anywhere he can reach until his lips finally find yours and they smear in a lazy, messy but a lot slower kiss than the ones you shared earlier.

“Mm, if only you could get pregnant again and again, we would be in big trouble with a lot of babies on the way,” he jokes lifting his head, referring to not just this time, but to all the times you took advantage of not having to worry about contraception since you’ve fallen pregnant. Not that you cared a whole lot about it before, you started actively trying for a baby right after you tied the knot and though it took you some time to conceive, it’s all going perfectly fine now.

“What, you don’t want a whole bunch?” you tease him smirking as you push his locks out of his forehead that are a little dampened from sweat.

“I mean, I do, but not at once,” he admits, pecking your lips gently. “One at a time. But… if you keep watching ASMR videos, we won’t be having any problems trying for more later,” he adds with a grin and you want to punch him in the face.

“You promised you wouldn’t bring it up!”

“I’m sorry, I just had to!” he chuckles, before leaning down to kiss you again and though you want to be mad at him, you don’t turn away. “I love you and love your libido. Always happy to help.”

“Keep bringing it up and I’ll look for other help next time,” you threaten him and his eyes go wide.

“Already forgot about it! Video? What video? Never heard of anything!” he quickly replies, making you laugh.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought.”

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