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theravenclawgirl7 · 12 days

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Veiny Hands? Yes Please

Ellie teaches you how to play her favorite video game

Idk what this is i just wanted to write something so here you go 🤲 also this is very much not beta read so sorry for mistakes i’m dyslexic don’t blame me

You shoved your keys in the lock to your front door sighing with exhaustion. The day was long and you didn’t get enough sleep last night and the only thing you wanted to do right now was snuggle up on the couch with Ellie and take a nap.

Speak of the devil, you find her sitting on the couch playing some war video game when you walk down the entry hallway.

Ellie pauses the game as she hears you come in and gets up to great you, “Hey baby,” she places a kiss to your temple as you set your bag down on the kitchen island, “How was your day?”

You huff in response to her question. You dealt with idiots all day, that’s how it was. You save your frustration though, wanting to let it home now that you are in your peaceful home with your peaceful girlfriend. No sense in tainting your favorite place with the negativity from earlier.

You turn to face her, “It was fine just long and i’m tired. How was yours?” You smile up at her, just the sight of her calming you.

“It was good. Hey how about you go upstairs and change and I’ll make us a snack and then we can chill on the couch, hmm?”

You nod already heading for your bedroom. You needed to get out of these work clothes immediately. And what did you say you wanted: a nap on the couch. Your girlfriend knew you so well.

You change into some leggings and one of Ellie’s tshirts before heading back downstairs where Ellie has made a bowl of popcorn and gotten you a glass of diet Coke, yes your favorite

She’s sitting on the couch scrolling on her phone waiting for you. You hop onto the couch snuggling into her side before she can have time to register that you are even in the room.

“Well hello,” Ellie giggles at your sudden appearance as you throw both you legs over her lap and lean your head on her shoulder.

“Hi,” you press a kiss to her cheek and revel in the fact that she blushes just slightly. You love when you can get her all flustered.

She rolls her eyes at your knowing smirk and asks, “So what do you wanna watch?” She leans for the remote on the coffee table but you stop her with a hand to her chest, “You can keep playing the game I just want to lay here.”

“Baby I don’t mind we can watch something,” She insists.

“I know but I wanna watch you play,” you tell her honestly. It’s kinda hot watching her kick ass in her video games. Not to mention the whole veiny-hands-on-the-controller thing.

“You sure?” Ellie tried to confirm one last time. You laugh and nod returning to your earlier position on her lap.

She leans back placing her arms and hands over your thighs and focuses on one the game.

You’re not sure how much time has passed but she’s played a few rounds by now. You’ve found yourself tensing when the fights happen and growing frustrated right along side Ellie when she dies and has to start the level over.

She’s in the middle of the battle with some giant cyborg dude. She gets in a couple shots and the robot stumbles, “Yeah get him baby!” you cheer sitting up straighter, focus honing in on the tv.

She shoots the guy a couple more times and he falls to his knees before faceplating.

“Fuck yeah baby!” You grab her cheeks and leave a firm kiss on her lips.

She smiles as you pull back, “You’re really getting into it,”

“I don’t know the storyline is just interesting. And that dude was a major ass hole.” you feel shy at the sudden attention on you. You normally don’t care about video games but you haven’t really sat down to watch them either.

Ellie laughs at the blush you know is staining your cheeks if the heat you feel says anything.

“You wanna try,” she holds the emote out to you.

“I don’t know the first thing about playing this game,”

“I’ll teach you. And look,” she turns back to the screen and flips through what looks like some game setting, “There now it’s set to easy so it won’t be has hard when your learning the ropes,” she holds out the remote and you look at it hesitantly, “Come on baby you’ll love it.” Ellie urges.

You sigh and take the controller. You are interested in the story and Ellie loves video games so much it’s just another thing you guys can do together.

“Okay show me what to do,” You settle further into Ellie’s side so she has access to show you each button on the remote.

She points out what each one means and the corresponding shape. Something about L’s and R’s… you’re not really sure but you have a great time nonetheless.

It takes a couple of tries for you to start getting the hang of it but by round three you get a couple of shots on the guys who are supposed to be hunting you. You cheer each time you hit one and Ellie reminds you that they are still coming before you focus back in on playing.

You play for a while, Ellie watching you and giving you advice when needed. You can feel her eyes on you face as you play but you ignore them, that incessant blush creeps back up.

Finally, you hand the controller back to Ellie growing board of playing the same round over and over again, not able to kill the group that is coming at you before they get to you.

“You did good baby,” Ellie praises as she switches the settings back to hard.

“Thanks,” you lean back to place you head on her shoulder once more watching her hands on the remote, this time paying more attention to what buttons she hits.

You do, however, clock the veins running along the top of her hand and her forearms. Who could blame you? After all your girlfriend is hot.

How do we like? This popped into my head a few days ago so I thought what the hell 🤷‍♀️. Anyway if you have any writing prompts or ideas for me let me know because i’m in a writing slump fr! Thanks for reading <3

#ellie williams #tlou2 #ao3 #fanfiction #tlou #ellie x reader #ellie williams fluff #video games #cute #random #writing ideas #veiny hands #veiny hands? show me to me pls! send it to me rachel

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bau-drabbles · 8 months

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a/n: if it doesn't make sense my bad. i'm not rlly good at writing smut LOL. but smut with hotch :") pls ignore any mistakes, i know it's ooc 😩🤲

mdni!! 18+

aaron hotchner ♡ who loves to wake you up by eating you out. he can't help himself when he sees you're sweet face on the brink of waking up. he sneaks down the sheets, settling between your thighs. his cheeks are already pink, eyes blown with desire while he gingerly moves your panties to the side. he's too desperate to pull them all the way back.

his tongue licks a long strip, shivering in delight as he licks you again. and then he's sucking on your clit so eagerly like a man starved, his own hips grinding into the mattress as he groans into your wet cunt. his hands grab your thighs closer around his face while he continues to lick and suck you. your hand pushing his head deeper into your aching core is all he needs before he holds your legs higher. his tongue worked you so deliciously bringing you closer, swirling around your bud.

he pulls away for a few seconds, sucking the sensitive flesh so lightly and perfectly this time. the heat unravelling on your lower abdomen, the familiar waves of pleasure hitting you. your legs shake and tremble as the orgasm comes slamming down on you. resulting in your hips lifted off the bed and releasing all in his mouth. the mere force of it leaves you panting and breathing deeply while he lightly hums, lapping at your essence. making sure he got every last drop before finally he releases you from his mouth with a soft chuckle and peeks his head back up from the blanket

"g'morning my love"

aaron hotchner ♡ the only man that can have you between the line of pleasure of pain. when you're so overstimulated, tears running down your cheeks at yet another orgasm he's trying to coax your body into having when your nails are clawing into his back, muffled whines in his chest as he continues to angle his hips in deeper. he feignes sympathy, kissing your neck as he shushes your pretty sounds. it's not his fault you just feel so good around his aching cock, you wanna be his little plaything don't you?

he brings you into a mating press, groaning as the new position allows him to thrust in a little more deeper. his hips are sloppy, his breaths coming out in short burst while he brings the two of you closer to edge of pleasure. you're not sure what you're feeling, everything is swimming in your head and yet he's never felt so good. he coos in amusement, kissing your lips as he holds your waist down while your legs are shaking around him

"c'mon honey, doing so good for me. just one more for me? fuck, such a good girl"

aaron hotchner ♡ who got jealous one night when you were both out having a nice dinner. he saw just how flirty the waiter was and even if you didn't reciptste any energy back, he still felt the need to make you as his. so he took you by hand and to the nearest bathroom to pound his frustrations into your eager cunt. he's not usually one to simply have his way with you whenever but tonight was different.

every thrust, every spank, all of it hit so different especially when you know the reason why. your hands are clutching the sink as he holds your hips higher, practically growling in your neck when he can feel you tighten. you're biting your tongue to stop any whimper come out when his every thrust feels like your eyes are going to roll back into your head everytime he hits that special spot within you. he doesn't grant you any mercy, pounding deeper everytime you move. and when you're squirming underneath him, he's already using his knee to separate your legs even more so he can penetrate you a lot deeper

"let them hear how pretty you sound. let that waiter know exactly who you belong to"

aaron hotchner ♡ who came back from a long case, so incredibly desperate for you. it'd been too many days, he was going simply stir crazy without your touch. and he practically moaned when he saw you in the blankets, a soft look on your face as you hold him close. he's so needy tonight, he doesn't even make it out of his boxers as he eagerly bucks into you.

soft moans falling from his swollen lips, his hands clenched around you tightly while he's singing your praises. he was just dry humping you, the only sounds were his soft whines as he came closer to his relief. you opened your legs a little more to help aid him and he could've fallen apart then and there, babbling at how good you feel when his breath hitched. he's close, his arms wrapped around your waist while his face is buried into your neck as his hips continue to rock against yours desperately. he whimpers when he slowly begins to stop his pants soiled with his release. his breathing is erratic as he mumbles out his apology, still holding your close.

aaron hotchner ♡ who cockwarms you early in the morning, muffling his whines into your neck because you feel so tight and good around him. he resists the urge to eagerly buck his hips into you, not wanting to ruin the moment but you feel so good he can't hold it back. he loves the closeness the both of you have, his arms encasing you between his warm body as he pushes slowly into you. he stretches you over his cock, mindful not to go too fast for you this early in the morning. you look like an angel under him, he can't help but press a few tender kisses to your face in pure adoration.

there's no rush, the morning is quiet and calm. the sun barely rising over the horizon. he's too sleepy to go any faster, his hips going at a leisurely pace in and out of your walls. he can feel your muscles clenching around him, indicating just how near your climax is. but he doesn't stop even when you've come, still moving his hips into you enjoying how you felt around him.

"t-that's it princess, easy easy-- so good for me-"

#aaron hotchner x reader #criminal minds fanfiction #aaron hotchner #criminal minds #aaron hotchner x reader fanfiction #aaron hotchner x reader smut #aaron hotch x reader #aaron hotch imagine #aaron hotch hotchner

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privitivium · 3 months

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subtop!teacher x dombot!student reader :3, i have a huge thing for my teacher and my thirst needs to be quenched (bonus points if he has a wife already MWHAHAHAH) PLEASE I WANNA RIDE THEM TILL THEIR DUMBBBB 🤲🤲🥰

i wrote teacher as a sweet-ish nice guy,,, sry if it's a little sloppy im a bit behind hnngh

cw;; age gap, reader is 18, mr is 24. reader bullies teacher, unhealthy relationship in general. guy keeps you way after school hours. guy is referred to as teacher

amab subtop teacher x amab dombot student reader

humming to yourself as you sit at your desk - third row from the front, staring ahead and chewing on your pencil... so bored. nothing interesting going on.. you groan aloud, before trying to make conversation with a friend.. teacher passing down the aisle, coincidentally stopping you from doing so.. you wink playfully, teeth biting at your bottom lip as he passes. he immediately looks away, clearing his throat; cheeks growing ruddy... wordlessly, passing you a slip that merely said "detention." so eager!! you grin, biting at your pencil, blood shooting to your cock. gotta wait it out.. but.. then again, it's too easy to hide, wearing a large jacket that so happened to belong to him.. no one would suspect such a thing!

neither would they suspect him keeping a tube of fucking lube in his desk, just to be able to fuck you nice and politely as he should after hours... he's a sensitive guy, you can't help but fuck with him, bullying him so cruelly about his wife knowing about him fucking into his sweet student.. having him finger you, dutifully and utterly focused on the task - making sure to feel and prod around, rubbing the pads of his lubed up digits along your prostate- yelping as you grip the edge of his desk; walls squeezing around his fingers, twitching - "t-that's it.. good-.. good boy.." the nickname, joking originally, but it stuck... using it just to get him hard in the middle of class - obviously, he tries getting back at you, but it never works in his favor. you were too naturally cruel... and he was too tapped into his emotions.. "i guess teacher put his big boy pants on huh?" while thumbing the slit of his cock; plugging it up,,,

sitting over him - no reason to fear being caught; door locked, window covered in paper mache coincidentally. aiming the tip of his weeping, bulbous tip into your lubed up finger-stretched taint... he grabs hold of the base of his cock, so kind, so eager to please this delinquent-like student he was having a relationship with so pathetically... lowering yourself steadily onto him, heaving as you allow yourself to slide down his member - too easy.. yet, the way your walls sting; sretching to accomodate his size as usual, god it was so good.. if only you could just feel that. your own prick, dribbling pre, resting against your teachers abdomen; your hands resting on his shoulders; hison your hips - shakily breathing as he admires you, u-ugh, his cock throbbing inside you.. "uagh.. don't look at me like that.." you complain, tensing around his cock - face growing warm. shy..

"s-sorry." he apologizes mutely, lowering his gaze to instead admire your cock. leaking,, twitching... pressing against his dress shirt that he should probably take off before you cum on it.. but he likes wearing your marks with pride. but... still, he's trying to go through things with his wife... n-no matter. It's all about you... his gentle, soft palms tracing over the plump of your ass as you slowly begin rocking yourself on his girth, so eager to ride out your high... "mhm.. how does it feel, huh teacher? feels good, huuh?" you hum, breathless and ever so teasing as you grind downward so cruelly against his trimmed pubes.. using him for your pleasure. trying to tease him.. "of course it does, look at you... you're practically crying.." you scoff..

"good.. good.. great.. y-you're so great.. beautiful.." he'd whimper - drooling, the same song and dance as per usual... always having the picture of his wife in his desk - utterly focused on you and hiw your gummy walls tensed around his veiny cock, squeezing so good.. biting his lip til it bleeds; resisting the urge to fuck into you like a madman against his desk... uaghh.. you have something different in mind rather than just riding him slow-like... biting your lip, tugging at the skin as you steady yourself, legs straddling him on his loser wheely chair, hands at his shoulders, close to his neck, nearly choking himㅡ

slamming yourself down on his cockㅡeagerly, too excited as you grind downward with every drag, unable to contain your soft moans as you feel his cum and lube dribbling passed the barrier of that of his cock.. soft gasps, mixed in with his garbled wails of shock and pleasure, writhing as he reaches to hold your hips, guiding you gently - making him into a whiny ass messy freak splayed out with a limp cock drenched in his own cum, sitting in his chair... it was too good not to take a picture.. obviously for safe keeping and material to jerk off to.. and to take a video of you doing so. to send it to him.

;; "goodness.. your tips' already so leaky, man.." you point out the onvious, finding it humorous in doing so. tapping at the slit of his fat, average cock. trimmed up nicely, a vein crawling along the side and disappearing upwards.. seems like he keeps it nice for someone. obviously his wife, but OBVIOUSLY you were going to torture him for this. "isn't it crazy how you're letting me touch you like this? come on, i thought you had a little more restraint. fucking creep." you hissed, a malicious grin spreading across your face as you sat gracefully between his legs, glaring up at him with narrowed eyes. "your curls all trimmed up, who you looking nice for?" you grunt softly, hands grazing downward down his twitching cock - his dip darkened in a flush. aching.. you could only assume. squirming, rubbing your thighs together as you finger the small curls sprouting - "huh? is it for me, teacher? you lookin all pretty for lil ol me, aren't you!"

".. yes.." he admits, voice so damn quiet you nearly missed it if it wasn't for the way his cock twitched, pearling pre-cum - catching your attention. your eyes darting up to find his already staring at you. ".. it's for you.." he continues, unable to bring his voice an octave higher... so sensitive, his chest heaving as he stares at you, wide-eyed, hair all messy...

#ocs =͟͟͞͞★#cw teacher / student #x male reader #male reader #dom male reader #x dom male reader #dombot male reader....#subtop male character #sub male character!!!

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kneelingshadowsalome · 4 months

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

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

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

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

Maaaan your offering 😭😭💖💞

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

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

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

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

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

“...Where?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

This guy is simply too much fun…

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

“Do you have your gun in hand?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Is...that...so?”

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

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

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

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

He’s getting hard.

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

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

“Is this what you want?”

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

“Hm? You want to get crushed?”

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

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

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

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

“Oh I’m up already.”

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

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pristine-rose · 11 months

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so heres ur thrist alice when ur ready to show the world fr (got multiple charcters in this i was bored af and horny af)

ahem

Tattoo artist arrlechino who loves it when you cry and beg to take a break when shes tattooing you she just sighs and puts the plastic wrapping over your healing skin and tells you to shut up before dragging you behind the counter and into the staff room just to eat you out roughly (bonus if she has a tongue percing and its freezing cold touching your clit) you have to watch her bite your thighs and lick them while all you can do is sit there and wince bc you wont let her do her job‼️‼️‼️

Idol miko!!

idol miko just wanted to rebel against those ugly old ass men at the agency (taking ur trope bc ong its so good) . She hated the fact that they had no common sense like sure she would be stalked but doesnt she have a private area besides..They cant keep treating her like crap in this industry and starving and making her feel like entertainment and lying is the best way to live her life, Then she meets you conviently she laughs at the way your easily manipulated into having sex with her going on dates while she despises you yet she cant stop thinking and thinking.

All she can do is kill the emotion off but as she would have it your too cute to let go shes desperate clawing your thighs arms and neck suffocatting you while you go along with it her degarding you and you go along with it will you ever hate her? She finds it annoying yet adorable and shes inlove now and just as obssesed as you are maybe even more. She might steal your panties at night and weae them to shows. She’ll even pin you in public as a fan service moment just to piss off the agency and let the public know your owned

brat tamer and god complex ei

ugh i cant get her out of my head frkm the event anw tho

brat tamer ei is annoyed at the fact your so smug and cunning with the way you play your just like miko so she decides to get her trust strap out and hold the musu no hitotachi right at your neck ready to strike lightning at any given moment not afriad to cut in an instant

she has no place for those who wont listen to their god even in modern day society you can change but you can never forget your beneath her and always will be your just a lowly mortal

you should be begging for forgiveness right now.

and one last one to make everyone happy fr🗣🗣🙏

yelan bc i need her

foreplay and temp play w yelan

yelan is so teasing yet so sweet having her hydro ropes and dice roll around your neck she should just roll the dice and play the game at this point shes being so unfair and rude its removing want from your thighs but now on your brain

you just want her to destroy you make you forget you ever were this needy for her. You just wanna ride her thigh and cum all night or even sit on her face its pure desperation at this point you dont even know your so lost and half registering everything around you wanting something or the woman behind you to stop tightening the wet ropes around your body arousing you more

all you can do was sit there naked and look pretty on her lap as she has her warm thigh underneath you and cold and wet ropes and dice wrapped around your body playing with you

maybe if she rolled a 6 or 5 she could finally fuck you but you know yelan

somtimes being unlucky is lucky for her

-🤲 (mayb im being a bit to nice ill send u angst one day alice fr)

🧍‍♀️

#💌 : lovemail #🎐 : long ask #arlecchino smut #ei smut #yae miko smut #yelan smut #hu ! 💘#i. im. aa #WHYBWOULD YOU DO THIS #wait can i uh. take some of these #to expand on 🥺

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princeoftheeternalbog · 12 days

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Presenting the Switch!Usopp agenda🤲 except mostly he's subbing here but if you guys want part two then ask

First post with uhm uh DON'T LOOK AT ME OKAY you know what, thats what you're here for pookie

MDNI or i swear to god i will turn your bones into jelly.

Seriously tho it's got some erm explicit acts under the cut do not open if you don't wanna read that.

Usopp is trembling underneath you.

You'd been at this for about half an hour now, bringing him close to the edge and then pulling your touch away. His biceps are straining where he tries to pull against the restraints you'd slipped on him when you first started making out, the cool toned rope contrasting beautifully with his warm, tanned skin. His hair is half falling out of it's usual ponytail, curls springing out to frame his face.

"Come on- just let me finish-"

His voice is wrecked and cuts off into a higher pitched whine as you give a particularly mean twist of your hand. He's attempting to glare at you but his watery eyes completely undermine the intent, making him look more like he's begging than anything else. You just giggle, shifting back to sit more firmly on his thighs so he'll stop bucking up so much.

"You were saying?"

"Oh fu-u-ck you- hngg" Your thumb slides over the head of his cock.

"That's not a very nice thing to say"

His head snaps up from the pillow, voice coming out sharp,

"Y- you want to talk about nice??"

He looks so pissed off, it's actually really hot, you don't really get to see him being serious like this. He starts to tug harder, now trying to gain some sort of anchor with his legs, thrashing slightly underneath you.

His suddenly renewed straining actually causes the headboard to creak and you decide that now is probably the best time to disarm him.

And on that note you lean down and take the first few inches of his cock into your mouth, keeping your hand at the base. Usopp shouts, bucking his hips hard, pushing himself deeper and he very nearly smashes your nose into his pelvis. You simply readjust, moving to lie between his legs and bringing your arms up to wrap around his hips and lock them in place. You start to suck harder, moving your head slightly but he doesn't really need much considering how long he's been on the edge.

"Oh my god- Oh my god-"

His chest is heaving now, breath coming fast and his voice is wrecked. You hum around his cock, to acknowledge him but also just to wind him up more before pulling off for a second, one of your hands leaving his hip to wrap around his cock.

"I thought you were my god hm?"

As you say it, you give him one long stroke and he throws his head back, groaning as he cums. He's straining against your grip as his back arches and you can feel him throbbing under your fingers as his release soaks your hand. His voice is garbled and he's blabbering nonsense but you can vaguely make out some phrases like- "Thank you" "lve you" "so good".

He relaxes, practically melting into the sheets. His eyes are closed but you know he's not sleeping because he's still murmuring something. You wiggle your way up his body, coming up to his face to kiss him and to hear what he's trying to say. It's as you lean in, chest touching his that he finally raises his voice a little

"need t' return the favour"

Your face twists in confusion and you go to speak but there's a loud snapping sound and then your vision does spins as he flips you onto your back. The sudden shift has left you disorientated and he uses the opportunity to snatch your wrists and bring them together.

He holds them with one hand while he uses his teeth to loosen the remnants of the ties on his other hand, he's efficient, barely loosening them before slipping his hand out. He lets the rope drop to the bed, switching hands so he can take care of the other one while you just blink up at him in shock.

When he finally finishes his task he leans down for a kiss, using his tongue to coax you into opening your mouth. You're so distracted by the deep, thorough kiss that you don't notice him pulling the exact same trick that you did. Well almost the same, difference being that your hands are only tied to other each other.

"Sorry lovely, I broke the headboard before, but I'll fix it later okay?"

Each word is punctuated with a kiss and he's rambling a lot but his tone is smooth and confident, nothing like his usual way of speaking.

Maybe you should've thought about the consequences beforehand...

Oh well.

#one piece x reader #one piece x gn reader #god usopp x reader #usopp x reader #op usopp x reader #usopp x gn reader #one piece fic #mdni #x reader #op fics #to be continued?#who knows

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junk-whunk-punk · 3 months

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Tiny angbangs through the years🤲

or Adventure from Tiny Angbang to Mature Angbang. I just wanna hold them both😩 in my arms😩😩😩

Based on my own words (so selfish💅):

#silmarillion #the silmarillion #sauron #mairon #silm #modern au #punk au #melkor #morgoth #angbang #modern au angbang #tiny dark lords

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greatprotector-if · 9 months

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Well now I need the other ROs reactions to the MC being in a nonsensical argument with them and saying

"If you keep this up I'm gonna hold your hand."

Your response to the V ask was so sweet ❤️❤️❤️❤️

absolutely anon!! 🤲🤲

Kallias - Surprised, but they can't help but snicker. Usually they're the one with the "you wanna kiss me so bad it makes you look stupid" during silly arguments, so to have it turned on them is definitely new! They take it as a challenge. "You're just making me want to be as insufferable as possible. If you keep this up, I'm going to kiss you under the moonlight."

Galen - Very surprised. Very much thrown off-kilter. "... What? What are you talking about—what does that have to do with anything?" And if MC doubles down, Galen would just start stammering. They try to redirect the conversation back to whatever the hell they were arguing about, but their heart isn't in it anymore.

... Does MC want to hold hands? Does Galen want to hold hands??????? YES THEY DO?????? OH NO

#answered asks #anon #kallias #galen

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half-truths-and-hyperbole-louk · 2 months

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Louk's Bad Batch rewatch part 19 AND 20 😳

straight into it again batchers 🤟

The Bad Batch 1x15

Crosshair coming to visit Hunter how sweet 💕

Echo teaching Omega to stay focused while being stressed 🥺

every time I see Rampart I wanna smash his face in a little bit more

Omega with her secret base 🥷

her wet droopy hair 🥺

Tech looks like Korkie rn he's a ginger in the light

Echo checking in on Omega 😭

Crosshair you need to listen to Hunter he's right

Hunter: "we didn't have a choice" Crosshair: "and I did?" 😭😭😭😭😭

Omega: "experimental unit 99 began right here" Wrecker: "is that true?" Tech: "how could I possibly know that?" 💀

where are all the other clones "reassigned and transferred offworld" ??? op what does this mean

"guess you were wrong about that" lmao Wrecker

Crosshair listen here you sassy little-

siblings always know when you're lying 🤭

Crosshairs whole speech in the training room....

"I'm going to give you what you never gave me ...a chance" 😭😭😭

"we're not like the regs, we never have been" - this line sounds the most like a reg Crosshair has sounded was this on purpose ??

Crosshair cutting the binders with Hunter's knife AJDJSKAJFL

Tech spotting the discs and silently telling Wrecker !!! I'm jumping over my couches

BDIWOANSHWUAALLDNFIWIANFJEK WHEN CROSSHAIR SHOOTS ALL THE OTHER SOLDIERS WHEN HE- WHEN I- I'VE GONE INSANE-

Crosshair never wanted to kill them he wanted them back 😭😭😭😭😭

THEIR FACES THE MUSIC THE ENTIRE SCENE THEYRE WORKING TOGETHER IVE SURPASSED INSANITY

Tarkin 🤢🤢

Crosshair's holding his head 👀 Chips still there !!

them fighting about the chip 😭 Tech scan his brain pls

Omega hugging Hunter 🤲🥺😭🥰

the completely empty rooms I can't

the regs who open fire 👀 Slip???

I can't deal with watching tipoca city fall 😭

I can't deal with them watching it fall 😭😭😭

THE OUTRO-

The bad batch 1x16

the silence after the blast knocks them down

Crosshair woke up as they slid and I think Echo was out 🥺

that poor reg with the status report I wanna hug him so bad 💔

oop they were all out not just Echo

Tech: *can't hack the door* Wrecker: "I can" kinfe knife knife knife knife

Tech is pulling the door with his fingers 🥺

Wrecker gently catching Omega and passing her to Echo who just holds her for a bit 🥺🤲🥰💔😭💕

then Crosshair just slides into Hunters foot lmaooo

I don't think Crosshair knew what the empire was planning ?? he just wakes up and blames the boys for it ??

them all stopping to look at the water filling up in the baby clone room with all the empty tubes 😭

Omega catching AZI 🥺

DID CROSSHAIR JUST CATCH ECHO 👀

the last time they're all in their room together 💔

lmao Echo with the smell 💀

SHE just saved your ass Crosshair settle down

sibling squabbles turning into heartfelt convos 🥲 Wrecker missed Crosshair so much

theres always a bigger fish

they're all just sitting together to catch their breath 🤲

all back in the lab together 🥲

mhm Crosshair she's your BIG sister show her some respect

CROSSHAIR THIS IS NOT OMEGAS FAULT YOU BUTTHEAD

you sound an awful lot like a clone with an inhibitor chip rn buddy 👀

also sounds like Saw Gerrera which is never a good sign

"all you'll ever be to them is a number" ~ Hunter, then Crosshair's head immediately starts hurting hmmmm 🤔

I think it's still in there and its starting to stop working similar to Tup... possibly bc he got a little fried on that side of his head...

ptsd for Echo being in that tube 🥲💔

Omega doing the blasting instead of Wrecker !!

They're hugging in the tubes I know it

Omega's worried voice 🥺

"I'm going after AZI" 😭

CROSSHAIR 💕💕💕💕

Hunter's nervous hands tapping waiting for Omega to come up 🥺🥲

then him picking her up out of the water and his "I've gotcha" 😭😭😭😭😭

Crosshair handing over his rifle while the other three are ready to shoot him 🥲

Hunter holding Omega's hand- I'm gone y'all

Crosshair refusing to look at them while they're looking at him 💔

the sun shining on kamino after all of that, like the calm *after* the storm... which is unsettling bc it's usually the calm before the storm

Hunter picking Omega up again 🤲 he's so gentle

them all just staring at where their home used to be 💔😭

Wrecker holding AZI like a baby 🥺

they all look so dad (I tried to type sad but both works)

Hunter's soft smile telling Omega it's time to go 🥰

Hunter watching Omega and Crosshair talking

"you're still their brother, Crosshair. You're my brother too." star wars wants me to never stop crying as if I'm not already dehydrated enough

not thinking about how that was the last thing he heard for how many weeks??

FKN TANTISS

all the clone commandos everywhere 👀 the rest of delta squad when

WE DID IT !!! WE FINISHED SEASON 1 💕

Now I'm going to speed watch s2 in the next 2 days omg my emotions won't survive lmao

thanks everyone who's followed along and interacted so far I love seeing love for tbb so seeing people enjoying my responses makes me super happy 💕 I hope tbb3 is good to us 🙏

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killuaisaprincess · 1 year

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when the first love ends

it hurts so much, the pressure building and clenching against his lungs, making it hard to breathe. It’s okay. He can feel Alluka’s warmth nearby. It’s okay.

It’s okay.

He loves Alluka. He loves Nanika. When that memory had been torn out of him, it left an odd feeling of cold, rotting in his bones. A cold he could bear, even if it made him shake on some nights. It was filled when he got to see her again. Them again.

He made this choice. He made it.

Warmth surges through his back, and he jumps, wiping away tears.

“Big Brother. I don’t mind, you know. We don’t mind. As long as we get to spend time with you, we can do it with sixty other people!”

Alluka spreads out her arms as wide as she can to make a point, grinning.

B-but…

What does it matter…?

That’s not what Gon wants…

That’s never been… Killua’s never been part of Gon’s goal; he’s just a thorn in his side.

He can feel the pressure of two hands, this time pushing him forward, and he stumbles.

It feels like a dream, walking forward in a daze; while both the hands had been Alluka’s, something made it feel like both of theirs, Nanika and Alluka’s pushing him on.

A blur of monochrome colors, until he sees that green, and he reaches out and grabs just the edge of Gon’s sleeve.

Time starts to move again before he can take it back. He can’t stop the overflow of the tears, or the trembling of his fingers, grasping on by a thread, a hiccup leaving his lips, followed by a set of words.

“D-Don’t go…”

He starts to sob, crashing to the floor, his knees scraping against the ground and tearing skin, as he lets go of Gon’s sleeve.

This is just a tantrum.

Gon looks shell-shocked. Of course, he does… Killua can feel Alluka’s palm on his back; she stands there unwavering as he curls up, burying his face into his sleeves, wailing.

“K-Killua…”

He doesn’t want to hear that rejection burn his ears. Even though he braces for it, taking comfort in Alluka’s warmth upon his back.

“Killua.”

Gon leans down, and Killua slowly lowers his arms, afraid.

Gon doesn’t look mad; he has a sad smile as he gently holds a hand out.

“Killua. When’s the last time you got some decent sleep?”

When…?

Has he ever… even…? It’s been forever…

He shakes his head, sniffling, and Gon smiles softly, getting on one knee and gesturing his hand out more for Killua.

“Ooohh… Gon, you’re kinda acting like a prince on a white horse right now…!”

Alluka giggles, reassuringly patting Killua’s back.

“Although, mmm, your outfit kinda sucks…”

Gon hates him…

Gon laughs, looking up at her, using his free hand to rub his neck, sticking his tongue out.

“You and Killua are pretty alike; he’s told me the same thing!”

Gon must hate him now…

“Killua?”

Killua looks up slowly, tears dripping down his face, and he rubs at his flushed cheeks in a daze.

Gon hates him…

But Gon isn’t wearing a scowl, just a gentle, concerned smile.

“Can you stand?”

Alluka removes her hand, taking a hop back, and Killua reaches out slowly, all so tentatively grasping Gon’s hand with dainty fingers.

Gon pulls him up gently, and Killua stumbles right into Gon’s arms, and Gon catches him, a strong arm around his waist.

“Careful.”

Idiot. Idiot. Idiot.

Tears well up in his eyes again, and he leans down, pressing his face into Gon’s chest.

Ba bump. Ba bump.

Breathe.

Breathe…!

“Sorry, I’m so sorry.”

‘You should be! I had to run myself around ragged for you!’

Killua can’t even bring himself to play it off like that again, shaking his head, his legs buckling.

Gon catches him before he falls, scooping him up in his arms.

Killua presses his hand to Gon’s chest, feeling the warmth through his fingers.

Warm.

Warm…

Warm-

“Killua! Killua?”

He snaps out of his daze, gasping; Gon’s staring at him with a guilty look, Alluka’s hand hovering near.

“I’m sorry, I really-!”

Killua cuts him off, wrapping his arms around Gon’s neck and hugging tightly, burying his face between the midpoint of his chest and neck.

Gon’s breath gets caught in his throat.

“Killua…?”

Gon holds him closer, trying to give comfort, which he isn’t sure he’s allowed to give.

Killua looks up, his nose bright red from crying, that hue splattered across the rest of his face, even reaching his ears.

“Idiot! Stop apologizing! I-I don’t want it…”

He tucks his chin down, biting on his lower lip.

“I-I…”

“We just want you to stay.”

Alluka steps in front of Gon’s path, arms behind her back, feet pressed together.

Killua can feel the color drain from his face, and he hides in Gon’s jacket, he doesn’t want to let go, but he wants to cover his ears…

“Of course. You know… maybe I’ll have Ging look for me!”

Killua uncurls his fingers slowly, unaware he had been gripping Gon’s jacket so tightly.

“Right?”

Killua peeks up slowly, and Gon beams down at him.

Killua nods slowly, giving a small soft grin.

“Right… That’s what the idiiiiottttt gets!”

He looks over at Alluka, who giggles.

thank you…

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monkee-mobile · 2 months

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Do you mayhaps have any more Davy Baby thoughts to spare?🤲

Sorry this took a bit to get to! I’ve been busy and a little brain dead so thoughts haven’t been coming so easily but I guess I’ll talk about Davy when he gets a bit older!

In my personal little monkees universe davy loses his mom young like real davy did in real life. He starts flying out to England a lot from like ‘70-‘72 to visit his father who gets sick (his sister starts paying for his flights so it makes it easier). Of course all the boys are distraught when Davy’s over in England. Micky and Peter miss their friend and Mike makes himself sick worrying if Davy’s okay over there. The one who it’s the hardest for though is Davy who’s without his friends and helping out his father, who the whole family is worried might die. He gets judged pretty heavily by his oldest sister and extended family for being a long hair hippie kid, so he feels pretty isolated and just worried for his father all the time.

On top of that, England reminds him of being a kid, for better or for worse. He’s back in his childhood room, and he’s back with his family. There’s reasons why he left england in the first place (not like awful stuff, more just feeling stifled and wanting to “be free” (haha) (“I wanna be free” is the first song he writes on his own. mike is very surprised cause he didn’t really know davy had it in him to pull his weight in songwriting and secretly very proud), and just feeling judged by his family for not meeting their expectations. Young davy idolized americans and had dreams of being a star, but his father and grandfather were not happy about him leaving and pursuing “impractical” things, which is why he tries to prove to his grandfather he’s successful and alright and made the right choice going to california)

But davy feels stuck and alone, with no easy way to get back to his friends—who he’s definitely started to think of as home, more home than england—unless he wants to take a whole plane ride and have to make grand excuses to his whole family. So he just feels awful whenever he’s there for too long. The boys have each other to lean on. Peter misses and worries about davy but mike assures him davy’s alright. Davy’s stuck in his bedroom. So he calls Mike.

It starts as “call us when you get there so we know you’re alright” and he calls up most nights to see how everyone is and update them on what he’s doing, but it starts that, after Micky or peter inevitably hand the phone over to mike, and mike asks him how he’s doing, davy just breaks down. He feels really small and just lets it all out over the phone. Poor thing is crying and Mike feels awful because there’s really nothing he can do but say “you’ll come back soon and we’ll be okay” and “we love you davy” (every time davy comes home the boys all give him a giant hug in the airport with lots of jumping and yelling and picking up and spinning and maybe some kisses on the forehead and davy always clings to mike really hard for a few days afterward and mike doesn’t say anything about it but he doesn’t mind. just holds davy when he needs it and is there for him)

eventually davy’s dad does pass away and mike would never admit this but deep in him he’s kind of relieved it finally happened because davy being away all the time was stressful on all of them, both money-wise and finding gigs and establishing their image as a four-piece group, but also just because they were all always worried about each other or worried davy would get sucked back into his life in england, and davy was always stressed out about his father even when he came back to California. So it’s not a good thing that his father has passed, but they can have some peace of mind now.

But his dad’s passing hits davy like a brick because, well, there goes both of his parents. They all go off to england for the funeral with him and davy stays quiet for most of the early time. Just silent and big eyed and keeping up appearances and all. Mike sees him break little bits at a time and he lets davy sleep in his bed at night and mike holds him close and rubs his back and sings to him. It isn’t until they get back to the pad that davy just breaks down. inconsolable crying and panicking and all. He feels orphaned and upset and horrified that he could lose someone like that. He basically spends a long time in a very fragile state and mike starts taking very special care of him. He goes full mumma.

Davy has always been pretty baby, but now he’s gone from bratty, rebellious toddler, to very sad, weepy little boy. he’s always with mike and mike makes sure he’s eating and drinking water and gives him bubble baths and things and lets him sit on his lap and reads to him and sings him silly little songs and just lets davy be as little as he needs to be. Davy, still the little attention hog that he is does eat all of this up and is full on attached to mike, lovey dovey and snuggly. Peter also snuggles with davy a lot of the time because he’s just calm and warm and nice. (micky can be a lot. he’s very good with davy, but sometimes the baby is taking a nap (and drooling on mikes shoulder, but so it goes when you’re a long-suffering mother) and mike needs to just firmly tell micky that he needs to stop shaking the house and barking or something)

Davy starts, jokingly at first, calling mike “mum” at this point, and micky pokes fun at him saying he’s Davy’s mama, but eventually davy starts calling him “mumma” when he’s really all soft (and mike internally melts because davy starts saying mumma when he’s all sleepy curled up on mikes lap and he’s just so darn precious to mike with his big eyes and button nose chewing on his thumb and trying not to suck on it and clutching onto mikes shirt) and, yknow, mike just asks davy one time, (because mikes growing out a beard at this point because it’s the 70s and he looks very much not like someone’s mother) if maybe he’d like to say “papa” or something. Davy is like “no, you’re mumma” and mikes like, “okay so i just have to deal with this now” and accepts that he is a mom now (he thinks of himself as “mama”, but starts to realize to Davy he’s “mumma” and mike thinks about that for a time and decides that that’s sweet as all hell)

But yes, mike is mumma and davy is slowly healing. Davy’s definitely being babied for maybe longer than he “should have” been (and pushing his luck with mike and being a little shit again because he’s so so spoiled) but it really does help him out. and he gets pampered and coddled and pulled around in a red wagon for a bit because he’s just that damn spoiled.

I’m sorry this is going on for so long and got pretty sad honestly but I have a BIT more!!

So davy starts to go back to business as normal (even though at the pad he’s so totally all baby for like the better part of the early 70s) but he does start to tell Mike to let him be more independent and that he’d like to just try to move on. So mike lets him (inside he’s pretty hurt. he misses his baby!!) and they do still cuddle and stay very close and Davy still chills in his lap and takes naps on him and holds onto Mike’s shirt very tightly, but some things ease up slowly. Davy goes out with micky and they look for chicks and things and mike stops reading bedtime stories to Davy. (he dearly misses that and it makes him pretty sad. he reads to peter a lot though so he’s not completely without someone to take care of) davy doesn’t call him mumma much anymore unless he’s feeling particularly vulnerable.

So flash forward to the 80s and davy is a full middle aged man. they all are. Mike is going gray in his beard (which is quite distinguished he thinks), and has finally cut off his long hair cause it’s just easier to manage with it short, and davy is in the process of growing out a mullet of all things because he thinks it’ll help the group look more “trendy” (micky laughs his ass off the first time davy comes home with the haircut and davy sulks with mike, who just chuckles and rubs his back, and Davy refuses to talk to mick for like two days. don’t worry, davy will get back at him when he has that hideous 90s ponytail)

But, yeah, davy isn’t really such a little guy anymore, but mike has softened up quite a bit and is more open with his feelings and all, he’s just softened generally (Generally meaning he’s a big softie and cries happy tears over little things and they all start giving each other platonic kisses that become commonplace in their household), and though he’s a big boy now, davy is still mikes little one because he became davy’s mumma with his heart and soul and Davy is his baby for always, and so sometimes mike just has to slip in a baby voice when he’s talking to davy and watch davy slip a bit back into their old dynamic because davy cannot resist attention and he misses his mumma too, he just wanted to grow up a bit.

Okay so that’s a mammoth of a post. I’m sorry if it’s way too much or not what you were thinking, but this kept coming to me so here it all is. I didn’t get into all the specifics about davy when he’s all baby, but he’s VERY spoiled by his mum and his big brothers. they try not to spoil him but he’s just so damn cute when he gets all pouty. He pouts A LOT, but he’s can also be very giggly and sweet. He’s very ticklish too, but DO NOT TELL MICKY !! Micky thinks davys adorable, he kind of co-parents with mike at points because once davy gets comfortable, there’s only so much toddler energy and “mumma mumma mumma mummamummamumma” mike can take.

Anyway, I guess that’s where I’ll leave it. Davybaby forever ✌️

#the monkees #davy jones #mike nesmith #davybaby #i’m sorry this post is so long…#tw parent death #because that happens in this giant post #peter tork #micky dolenz #monkees tv show #the monkees headcanons #age regression

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yellowelectroslime · 6 months

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KENGAN CHARACTERS TCK HCs

(in order of most the least ticklish)

Warning: tickles

1. Dripped out goku but with white hair (Koga Narushima)

the most ticklish boy in the kengan verse, change my mind (you can’t)

is ticklish LITERALLY EVERYWHERE

he’s the type to freeze up completely and drop everything he’s holding when tickled

not really a squirmer but will try and fight back

VERY BLUSHY when tickled and tickling

he’s torn between liking and hating tickles cuz he’s SO DAMN ticklish and its mad embarassing but its comforting (sometimes)

he has such a squeezable waist its so easy to tickle him there i wanna just 🤲🤲

after the day koga taught ryuki what tickling was, it was the end for him.

always getting tickled by ryuki

when he tickles someone he’ll go all blushy and he can’t tickle someone for long cuz he’s gonna be more embarassed than the lee

but when its RYUKI- he will go “GRTGRGRGGR TAKE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!”

2. Therapy required 2.0 (Ryuki Gaoh)

very baby boy about being tickled 🥺

It was koga who introduced it to him and now ryuki will try and tickle koga literally every day

doesn’t squirm a lot but will giggle and twitch cutely a lot

koga will tickle him back and i feel like he would actually enjoy the tickles

he’s too pure 🥺

he WILL NOT hesitate use his crouching tiger hidden dragon techniques to tickle you

3. Personified ray on sunshine (Cosmo Imai)

100% enjoys being tickled

thinks its a very wholesome way of bonding w/ ppl

squirms and giggles a lot, VERY BABY BOY 🥺🥺🥺

his smile and laugher is so contagious like i would have to stop and take a break cuz his smile is too bright

gets wrecked by kureshi a LOT (maybe i’ll try and write a fic one day idk)

he is a TICKLEMONSTER

HE CAN AND WILL use his grappling techniques when tickling

he’ll also go for the lee’s weakest spots first

very big on verbal teasing

literally EVIL but he’s so cute >:))

4. Therapy session required (Agito Kanoh)

he is also a psychopath who likes being tickled

didn’t rlly experience tickling much

has ticklish palms, wrists, spine, under elbows and probably any other irregular tickle spots

like when u swipe down his spine with a finger, he muscles tense up SO MUCH and crosses his arms but u can see his shoulders shaking a little and the blush forming (pls help this man)

if u tickle him long enough you can get a deep chuckle

he doesn’t rlly laugh when he’s tickled cuz he’s good at hiding his reactions (dw he can feel everything)

when he goes ler tho- 💀💀

you will be missed 🫡

5. Will not button up his shirt to save his life (Himuro Ryo)

I’m calling it rn. he has ticklish che boob chest

if u scribble there he will give deep chuckles

he’ll try to get away but he doesn’t squirm a lot, he just tries to push them away (it doesn’t work)

he can’t hide his reactions well

lots and LOTS of deep chuckles

he has pretty big hands which gives him the advantage when tickling

whenever koga doesn’t listen, himuro would tickle the crap out of him (koga is terrified of him now)

6. Thigh God of War (Gaolang Wongsawat)

TICKLISHBACKTICKLISHBACKTICKKISHBACKTICKLISHBACKRAHAHARASRRSRA

he’s not rlly ticklish to harder tickles

just softer ones like when u trace ur finger nails around his tickle spots or poking and prodding

gentler ones gets him to laugh (he had a nice laugh)

like if he’s shirtless and laying on his stomach, trace ur fingers around his back, shoulder blades spine etc he WILL tense up and u can see his shoulders shaking a lot as he tries to get away from the tickls

not too into it tho, like he wouldn’t go out of his way to tickle ppl

but he will do revenge tickles

he’s a big guy so it’s hard to shake him off of u when he’s tickling you

doesn’t go to the lee’s weakest spot but will spent enough time tickling them to make them beg for forgiveness (for then he just goes •__•)

7. Living on Panadol (Kaneda Shuichi)

not ticklish, but he will chuckle a little bit if u get is weak spot (which isn’t rlly ticklish)

evil tickle monster tho

will use his foresight to tickle the crap out of you

has very nimble fingers so its hard to block out his tickling

will slowly work his way towards the lee’s most ticklish spot

his most common victim is himuro

8. Blinding sunshine that took the form of a rlly loud gorilla (Saw Paing)

not ticklish at all unless u get his weakest spot (i think its cuz kf the bone)

tried to tickle kaolang once to get him to rematch. did not work. kaolang managed to get him back

i wanna say he laughs rlly rlly loudly, but smth tells me he’s a silent laugher

idk

tickles pol to cheer them up

he’s the local tickle monster in his village so he has a lot of experience tickling ppl :]

#kengan ashura #kengan omega #gaolang wongsawat #kaolang wongsawat #cosmo imai #koga narushima #ryuki gaoh #kanoh agito #himuro ryo #kaneda shuichi #saw paing #tickling #tickle headcanons #sfw tickling community #tickle fluff #tickle hcs #tickle headcannons #tickle content

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Fanfic Writer Ask Game: 😅 🤡 🛒 🍦🤗🧠🤲✅🤯 sorry if this is a lot lol

No worries I love asks and talking about my writing, so the more the merrier!

😅 What's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge embarrassed exists?

The only one I really feel weird about is Tonight I Wanna See It In Your Eyes. Just cause it's so short and doesn't go into enough detail on what I was trying to portray. I did it for writers month and tried to write it in a day, which I can't do. I love the idea though and I fully intend to expand it more one day.

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

Driving On Down The Road and reason why Butt Fuck Nowhere is called that, and the whole of 100.000 Years, it's just so silly, but I really can picture them having that whole interaction.

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

Always angst, I can't help it. Paul's sensitivity and vulnerability, Gene's tough but caring.

🍦 What's the sweetest fic you've created so far?

Hold Me. No smut, just Paul in a dark place and Gene not knowing how to help, but still being there for him.

🤗 What advice would you give to new fanfic writers that are just getting started?

Don't feel like you need to start from the beginning. Write whatever it is that has inspired you, whether it be a scene or phrase. If you get to a bit where you want a particular thing to happen but don't know how to write it just type insert smut here or insert fight here or whatever and go on to the next bit. After you've written the stuff you're confident with it's much easier to fill in the gaps.

🧠 Pick a character, and I'll tell you my favorite headcanon for them.

Here's a bittersweet head cannon about Paul and Ace for you. Neither of them will admit it, but they were close, and after Peter left they became closer. Paul didn't want Ace to leave and tried to keep him happy, even drinking with him on occasion. But he didn't want to get blackout drunk like Ace did, so it wasn't very successful. The pictures from The Elder/Creatures period, where they are holding onto each other - that's Paul silently saying don't go. But it was inevitable. And everything they have said since then comes from a place of hurt.

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

Because you liked Let Me Know so much, this is a follow up to it, called Far From The House And The Family Fights in which teenage Paul has a fight with his parents and runs away to Gene.

“We received a letter from school today, Stanley.”

Stanley. That meant he was in trouble. Even so, Paul rolled his eyes and headed towards his room.

“You are not going anywhere, young man!”

Stanley and young man. He was in a shitload of trouble!

“You are going to stay here and explain yourself! You are on the verge of failing. You haven’t done any homework and have been missing classes. You’ve been drawing . . . penises in your schoolbooks. And you told your teacher you didn’t need school because you are going to be a . . . rock star?”

Oops. He hadn’t mentioned that particular ambition to his parents yet.

“What happened to you?” asked his father. “You had so much potential.”

“God gave you this wonderful brain and you’re not using it,” said his mother.

Paul had heard this so many times before, and this time he lost it.

“Did he give me this stupid fucking ear too? Because I’ll happily trade my brain for a real one!”

“Stanley Eisen! Mind your language!”

✅ What's something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don't mean to?

Angst! Even when I try to write something happy or funny the angst creeps in. I don't want Paul to be unhappy all the time.

🤯 What's a genre you struggle with as a writer (ex. romance, action, etc.)?

Fight scenes. Arguments I can do, but when it comes to the physical stuff I struggle. While I believe these guys probably did get into punch ups occasionally, I can't really visualise them, I've only seen fights on tv and we know how realistic those are lol

#thanks for the ask!

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