#i watch little enough twitch that one guy doing a cool thing can have a BIG IMPACT on my end-of-year summary

[theminecraftbee]

[image ID: my twitch recap. it shows i watched 310 hours this year, visited 243 days, and sent 350 chats. my most watched channel was tangotek, with 133 hours watched and 47 chats sent. my other top channels were joehills, hypnotizd, zombiecleo, and rtgame. my most watched games were minecraft, persona 5, and phasmophobia. /end ID]

this year's twitch recap is EXTREMELY funny to me because you can see EXACTLY the impact that decked out had on my twitch watching habits by the fact that tango is my top stream and hypno is... on there at all. also the impact of the fact i fell off of joe's nightly streams because i started occasionally going to bed on time. that also,

#twitch recap #shoutout also to rt being on there almost solely from me deciding to watch his persona streams live lol #i watch little enough twitch that one guy doing a cool thing can have a BIG IMPACT on my end-of-year summary #also the VAST majority of those chats sent were in joe's stream actually #i don't normally chat on... any other stream chat.

[another-lost-mc]

Shower Thoughts: Their bathing habits, with and without you.

Featuring: The Demon Brothers x gn!Reader

NSFW // Content: Domestic fluff and non-explicit smut. Sharing a bath/shower together; sexual and non-sexual touching; mentions of teasing, semi-public sex (showering together in the RAD locker room), penetration (Reader receiving).

A/N: Shaking off the rust. I blame the new Nightmare cards by the way. I wanted to write this for the OCs and figured I should show some of the others some love too. Like always, my fav bias is showing. (Most of Asmo's section is based on things that occur in the bath scene of Desperation.)

LUCIFER

Showering is part of his morning routine - he wants to look and feel his best, his pride won't settle for anything less. (Plus, it helps wake him up for mornings when coffee alone won't do the trick.)

Baths are a rare luxury for him. Ideally, he'll have the house (and your company) all to himself so he can soak in the fragrant bubbles without worrying about what his brothers are getting up to.

(The fact that they're not home and loose in the Devildom is just as worrying, please try to distract him.)

He's not against the idea of shower sex, but it can be cramped and awkward. He would rather tease you with gentle, lingering touches that leave you both a little hot and desperate before leading you to bed where he can enjoy you properly. He's surprisingly unconcerned about getting his bedsheets wet when it means having you naked and willing underneath him as soon as possible.

MAMMON

Mammon usually showers at night. He'd rather have the extra time to sleep in the mornings before class. If he has to work or has a photoshoot, he's definitely showering before bed - he and his bedding are a mess from sticky, gel-caked hair and the eye makeup he didn't remove properly if he doesn't.

He doesn't usually take baths - too boring, too slow - but if you like taking baths...well.

Whether he's in the shower with you or the tub with you, he's open for anything and everything you might want to do. Even an innocent suggestion for a romantic shower or bath together turns dirty quickly when his eyes and hands start to roam across so much exposed, wet skin.

LEVIATHAN

For a self-proclaimed otaku, his showering habits aren't that bad.

Sure, maybe before you came along, he spent less time worrying about his grooming and personal hygiene and more time worrying about his idols' stream schedules and pre-sale ticket dates for the various movies or concerts he wanted to see.

However, you're here now and you're important to him, so whether he wants to admit it or not, that changes things. If he wants you to hang out in his room for hours at a time gaming or binge-watching anime, both him and his room need to be in guest-ready shape.

He showers more often when he's been cooped in his room on the sofa or in his fashionable-but-not-functional gaming chair that makes his back sweat. Even a quick cool-off rinse in the shower is enough to leave him looking and feeling refreshed which is perfect - he hopes he can convince you to cuddle with him in his tub after.

Maybe it's his natural affinity for water, but he enjoys showering or bathing equally. It's tricky when most tubs aren't big enough for him to spread out with his tail out too, but thankfully they're big enough for you to fit in the tub with him which is just as good - better, even!

He's shy with you in the shower or tub. He prefers to stand behind you so he's not tempted to stare at your chest (or lower). No one touches him as gently or with more care as you do. And the way you run your hands along the scales of his tail or his neck...he's going to try and hide his twitching erection from you and hope you don't say anything if you notice it. He can't help how good you make him feel, but he's not always confident enough to return the favour.

If you want him to touch you, you'll probably have to explicitly ask him to - and wouldn't you know it, your hands resting on his while you guide them to move over your body is one of many acts of intimacy he ends up craving from you.

SATAN

He showers in the morning. He's one of the few student council members that wears his uniform properly and I think he wants the rest of him to look and smell good too.

He enjoys a nice bath once in a while. Maybe not as much as Asmo, but they're a semi-regular part of his routine. He can load up the bath tray with a book, even a cup of coffee or snack if he's feeling peckish that night; time passes in a blue as he soaks away some of the stress that burdens him. If you join him for a bath, he'd love to read to you or simply hold you against his chest while music streams from his D.D.D. nearby.

Showers are useful if he's in a rush, or maybe he just wants to rinse off the day's grime (especially if he was at the club or in a fight). Or perhaps he's not in a rush after all, judging by the way he ushers you into the bathroom with him and tugs at your clothing so you can join him under the warm spray.

Whether he simply wants to melt under your fingers as you work suds into his hair and across his body, or if your naked body so close to his is too much temptation to ignore, know that you're probably the only one who gets to see him - all of him - exposed this way.

ASMODEUS

It's no secret that the Avatar of Lust adores his private bathroom, with its high ceiling and numerous cupboards full of fluffy towels and bottles full of the most expensive haircare and body wash and massage oils that Grimm can buy.

His luxurious tub - if you can call it that, considering it's bigger than any hot tub you've ever been in before - is full of fragrant, crystal-clear water that Asmo adds scented oils and skin-softening potions to. No matter how long you bathe together, the water remains clean and warm (there's a handy spell for that).

Asmo loves the intimacy of pampering you and having you do the same for him. It's almost magical, the way he massages you with slow, rhythmic strokes as he washes you with beauty products he personally selects. He considers your preferences above his own so that everything he brings into the bath is scented with your favourite fragrant notes. If you share his bed that night, he can smell you on his pillow and sheets long after you've parted ways.

Naturally, once he's spent his time spoiling you with his tender touches and whispered affection, he's desperate to have your hands on him next.

Bathing doesn't always have to lead to more than soft, teasing touches. He's not against the idea - it wouldn't be the first time his fingers teased between your legs while he nuzzled the back of your neck and nipped at your ear - but this sort of comfort is like divinity to him. It's a sort of worship he offers you that he's offered no one else before, and no matter how much the outside world demands your attention (or his), this is one rare opportunity where you can truly be alone together.

BEELZEBUB

Beel's shower routine is fairly simple. 1. Shower after Fangol practice or games. 2. Shower after eating at a buffet-style restaurant. 3. Shower before bed if nothing else applies.

Of course, Beel learns that there's a certain charm to showering with you too. He used to complain the communal shower he shares with his siblings is a bit too cramped for his liking, and with you it's even worse, but that's simply a convenient excuse to press himself against you while he hardens against your back, or he cages you against the wall while his arms block everything else from view.

(The open showers in the locker room at the Fangol pitch are fun in their own way when post-victory showers with Beel turn frisky from giddy excitement and too much adrenaline to burn.)

Showering is simply a part of his routine, but like most things he does, Beel thinks they're more enjoyable when he can entice you to join him.

BELPHEGOR

Belphie's not necessarily lazy - he just prefers to spend his time and energy doing things that are important to him. It's not his fault if that very short list can be summarized as sleeping and spending time with you.

Sleeping is most comfortable when he's clean from the day's sweat and smells - the last thing he wants to do is ruin the attic's cozy little nest by crawling into bed smelling like anyone else but him and you. That means if he's going to shower before bed, he's dragging you with him if you haven't had one already.

Belphie might not be lazy, but that doesn't mean he won't use every trick in the book to convince you to touch him and pamper him as much as possible. He whines that he's too sleepy to fiddle with all the buttons of his RAD blazer, and he smirks like a satisfied cat while you huff at his ridiculousness and help undress him anyway.

(He knows you indulge him because you like it too - did you think he wouldn't notice the way your eyes roam his bare chest or the way your fingers twitch excitedly when you reach for his belt?)

Shower or bath sex is a bit messy and not as relaxing as he would like - the tiles are hard and cool against your back, it's hard to prep you properly in the tub as water sloshes against the sides and spills over the floor. It's inconvenient and not the sexiest experience in his opinion.

However. The shower is an excellent place to tease you with an innocent pout on his lips and a wicked gleam in his eyes. Lips trail lazily along whatever bare, wet skin they can reach while greedy fingers prepare you for something bigger once you're finally in bed together, moving together lazily in the sheets and putting off cleaning the mess until morning.

(And even if Belphie gets a little carried away in the shower as he stretches you with his fingers or his mouth, or possibly his cock if he's that riled up, the clean-up has never been easier.)

Read more: Obey Me! Masterlist

#obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me mammon x reader #obey me leviathan x reader #obey me satan x reader #obey me asmodeus x reader #obey me beelzebub x reader #obey me belphegor x reader #obey me x reader #obey me smut #obey me headcanons #x reader #gn!reader

[tommykiinard]

okay we need to talk about chris and buck argue about the star wars films because i have a vision

buck is a star wars fan enough with chris that they argue the merits of which one is a better film, comparing the first trilogy to the second. i can just imagine how many conversations they've had with it since they started watching together, and eddie would pipe in with his opinion and be shut down immediately. but instead of being dejected, eddie would do so with a slight pout, but the corners of his mouth are twitching as he tries not to laugh

but just like a little bit more on that, what if this was a thing they've been doing since chris was a kid, when buck was still new in the diaz household, and he's still trying to find his footing in the diaz boy's dynamic. what if when eddie would do the pout, buck would try to be like "well i guess that's still okay too, eddie!" and eddie would just grin and stuff, and it'd be this whole thing, their thing

and it continues on and on and when the third trilogy comes out and eddie pipes in his contrarian opinion, buck and chris actually sit back and are like "okay you know what, that's fair," because it is, everything can be contrarian when it comes to the third one and no opinion actually matters on that one right? at least that's how the conversation goes on and on, and yeah

it's a diaz-buckley family thing

so when tommy gets asked this question, and the same thing happens, eddie gives his opinion and tommy just...agrees. and there's something a little different in that, right? that's not exactly what this whole thing is. and eddie's reaction is not that cute pout and barely there smiley smirk, but he's confused and a part of him wonders why he's confused. and it's not just him too, chris reacts the same because this guy agrees with him. and while that's cool and all, and the person agreeing with him is just as cool, there's something a little off in it. and it takes only a few seconds in this whole realization, before chris goes on about what buck's opinions are, and eddie does too

and it's not just with star wars, it with everything. tommy learns about the diaz boys and then he learns about buck. and that is how in the two weeks of friendship he has with eddie, he knows that chris will have a fit if buck ever leaves their lives

eddie and christopher love buck and speak his name in rooms that he's not in. and one day, buck will realize that without having to be told. meanwhile, he's going to take a little detour and that's okay

#9-1-1 #911 abc #911 spoilers #911 speculation #911 meta #eddie diaz #christopher diaz #evan buckley #tommy kinard #buckley-diaz family #buddie

[wqnwoos]

the universe is always working against you, because somehow, vernon is always the one to catch you at your most embarrassing moments.

it’s not like you guys are even close — you’re in the same friend group, but you’re more orbiting around each other. the only time you interact one-on-one is usually because you’ve ended up humiliating yourself entirely, and he’s seen the whole thing. which would be fine, if, you know, you didn’t have a big fat crush on him.

the first time you met him, you tripped and sprawled at his feet. outside. in the college courtyard. and you, brightest of the bunch, looked up at his sneakers from the grass, and offered nothing but, “oh, hey, your shoes are untied!” — and after a short pause — “also, ow.”

when you had finally gotten up, with vernon’s help and joshua’s laughter, there’d been a glaring green grass stain on your white t-shirt. vernon had offered a spare t-shirt; you’d declined, backed away and said it was your new style. top ten most embarrassing things to ever leave your mouth.

since then, every encounter with chwe vernon has been intensely humiliating for you, and probably free entertainment for him. you’ve tripped in front of him more times than you can count. dropped (iced) coffee on his shirt. gotten his wired headphones caught in your bag strap — you still don’t know how that happened. once, he’d been the only person kind enough to tell you that you had toilet paper stuck to your shoe.

and now there’s this; you, at 2 in the morning in a mcdonald’s parking lot, having an enthusiastic karaoke session with your mcflurry spoon as a mic and a miffy air freshener as your audience, realising that vernon is the dude who’s just parked next to you, and he’s watching you with possibly the most amused grin you’ve ever seen him wear.

because you’d been into it — blasting your music, tossing your head dramatically and making all sorts of gestures to accompany it, until you’d realised a car has parked beside you. at which point you’d frozen, music still blaring, mcflurry spoon still pointed towards your lips, making eye contact with one delighted chwe vernon.

he rolls his window down, and, reluctantly, you do the same, twisting the volume button on your radio as you do.

“hi,” he says, lips twitching in an effort to maintain his composure.

you groan, dragging a hand over your face. “go on. you can laugh.”

“why would i laugh at a — a natural performer?” he asks, but he can’t suppress it; a laugh bubbles out, and you feel yourself shrink.

“if you ever breathe a word of this — ” you warn, and cut yourself off, because you don’t even know what to threaten him with. “unspeakable consequences,” you finish finally.

“unspeakable?” he repeats, and you give him a solemn nod.

“unspeakable.”

“understood,” he agrees, with a mock salute. “so, uh, what exactly are you — doing?”

“mid-terms,” you explain briefly; but maybe the sleep-deprivation is getting to you, because you’re suddenly asking him a question. “vernon?”

“yeah?”

“how come you’re only here at my most embarrassing moments?” you don’t even give him a chance to answer, rambling on before he can cut in. “like, i am not usually this clumsy. or stupid. or anything. but the second you show up, i’m tripping over my own feet like a — like a baby learning how to walk!”

he blinks at you slowly. “i don’t… know? i thought you were just naturally clumsy!”

“no!” you object, “it’s just when you’re around! you make me nervous! and then i just humiliate myself, which is so annoying, because you’re so cool, and — fuck a duck, i’m doing it again.” the last sentence is punctuated with you bumping your head forward in frustration — but you do it a little too hard, colliding with the steering wheel and causing a loud honk! to ring through the parking lot immediately.

vernon can’t help the laughter that escapes him at your mortified expression, leaning an arm over his open car window. “it’s okay,” he reassures, still grinning, when you cover your face in embarrassment. “i think it’s cute that you’re clumsy.”

“but i’m not clums— wait.” you stop your own protesting wail to turn to him in shock.

he cocks an eyebrow. “i’m waiting.”

“say that again!”

“what? that i think you’re cute?” his smile is becoming wider by the second.

“wow.” you look straight ahead, facing the empty parking lot and taking a breath.“okay. okay. thank you, vernon.”

“you’re very welcome, ___,” he mimics, smiling innocently when you cast him a look.

“i think you’re just making fun of me now, and so i’m going to go.”

vernon raises his hands and shrugs. “i won’t stop you.” and then suddenly he extends his arm towards you. “actually, i need to text a friend first. can i borrow your phone for a sec?”

dubiously, you hand your unlocked phone to him, and when he hands it over, you can see the new created contact “vernon 👽”, and the text he’s sent to himself.

he smiles at you, softer and less teasing this time. “text me when you get home, alright?”

you yank your hand away from his, pointing at him with your free hand. “oh, you smooth motherfucker.”

an / writing everything except my requests at this point. i’m sorry guys 😭

taglist: @n4mj00nvq @eoieopda @som1ig @glowunderthemoon @wondering-out-loud @graybaeismytae @hannyoontify @sahazzy @dokyeomin

#vernon fluff #vernon x reader #vernon comfort #seventeen fluff #seventeen x reader #seventeen comfort #vernon fic #vernon x y/n #vernon scenarios #seventeen fanfic #seventeen imagines #seventeen fic #seventeen headcanons

[lila-lou]

✨ His only exception - Pt. 2/? ✨

Summary: 12 months ago, Butcher went above and beyond to have you join his team. You had a simple office job at Supe Affairs. The same thing every day, working from 9 to 5 and watching Butcher and his team defeat one renegade after another. One evening, however, something changed.

Pairing: Soldier Boy x Reader

Warnings: 18+ only! light smut, language, Soldier boy being too rough

Word Count: 1121

A/N: This is part 2 of "His only exeption".

English isn’t my first language, so please be lenient. 💙✨

As quickly as Ben smashed his lips into yours, you couldn’t even understand what was happening. Your whole body was covered in goosebumps that Ben caused as he pressed you against the cool wall behind you. Unwitting, he tightened his grip on your upper arms until it hurt.

Before you could even return the kiss, you pressed your palms against his chest as hard as you could, trying to push Ben away from you. At the same time, you turned your head to the side, which surprised Ben enough to pull his head back.

“The fuck, Ben! What’s wrong with you!”, you breathed, shocked and slightly disappointed. Ben, on the other hand, just furrowed his brows and looked at you, the corners of his mouth not even twitching. His expression was colder than ever. Without another word, he turned away from you and headed towards his room.

"I'm talking to you!", you said a little louder as you caught up with him and slapped his broad back from behind. Not particularly hard, although you could never hurt him anyway. At least physically.

“Leave me the fuck alone!”, he slapped your arm away, at the level of your wrist, way too roughly, which ended with an audible crack. A short, pained scream escapes your mouth, apparently loud enough to wake up Butcher and Frenchie.

“Fuck (y/n)! I... didn't mean-", Ben started, but his voice broke when Butcher and Frenchie came out of their rooms and saw you and Ben facing each other in the hallway. Butcher was just as dumbfounded as you. His gaze fell on your wrist, which you were clutching with your free hand, your eyes already glazed over with pain.

“Oi! What the fuck is going on?!”, Butcher grumbled with his arms crossed, looking from you to Ben as Frenchie walked towards you. “Nothing”, you whispered as Ben tried to open his bedroom door, but Butcher grabbed his forearm.

"You don't fucking want that Buddy!", Ben growled threateningly, his head turned to the side just enough to maintain eye contact with Butcher. He ripped his arm out of Butcher's grasp and looked at you one more time before disappearing into his room with a loud slam of the door. It was a miracle the door wasn't broken.

Butcher, driven by the fact that he was now permanently a supe, was about to drag Ben out of his room, but your voice stopped him.

“Leave him alone! Please”, you murmured, almost pleading.

Meanwhile, Frenchie examined your wrist and led you to the couch where you sat down. He quickly found a pressure bandage and wrapped it around your wrist as carefully as possible while you couldn't help but let out a small whimper.

“Now, can you tell me why Soldier Boy is pissed like hell and your hand looks like you taped it upside down?!”. Butcher was anything but rays of sunshine. He never was, but even less right now. However, you couldn't blame him. It was the middle of the night and the scene he found wasn't exactly promising.

Even though Ben had behaved quite peacefully, aside from his orgy escapades, Butcher still didn't trust him. However, he had gotten used to you by now. You could almost say he liked you.

 "It's not a big deal. It was an accident", you murmur, looking back at your wrist. "I... provoked him". Your acting must have been pretty good because Butcher obviously didn't question your statement.

“And why are you doing such bullshit? You know him and his fucking temper! Fuck. This guy is a fucking ticking nuke...literally!", he raised his eyebrows at the end of his sentence, as if he was slightly impressed by his pun.

“I know, I know”, you mumbled.

“All done, mon Coeur,” Frenchie said quietly before getting up and disappearing into his room without a word.

 “Butcher, look, he-”.

He didn’t even let you finish your sentence. Instead, he waved at you and muttered some words under his breath. “Just stay away from him. You’re doing yourself a favor, believe me”. Butcher’s gaze traveled from your face, down your body, back to your wrist. His furrowed eyebrows showed he was deep in thought. He looked like he wanted to say something else, but then stopped. Without saying another word, he walked barefoot back into his room and rubbed his hand on the back of his head, slightly overwhelmed.

With a deep sigh, you sank back onto the sofa and closed your eyes. Your head hurt more than your wrist as your left hand slowly moved to your mouth.

Lost in thought, your index and middle fingers slid over your lips as you reminisced about the kiss with Ben. Those little thoughts alone were enough to make your heart stumble. It felt like a hot ball was traveling from your heart through your stomach straight between your legs.

You couldn't imagine that one kiss was enough to make you see Ben completely differently. You could still taste his lips, whiskey mixed with weed and mint. What would have happened if you hadn't broken the kiss? How far would Ben have gone? How far would you have gone? Your thoughts slowly but surely drifted away. You looked around. The living room was still dimly lit. Everyone was back in their rooms and you were alone. While your injured wrist rested on the armrest, your other hand automatically slipped into your shorts.

“Oh hell no! Don't fucking do this to me! Not now!”, Soldier Boy growled almost desperately as he heard your rapid heartbeat and breathing, while he lay on his bed. It wasn't the first time he had listened to you getting yourself off. And well, you're definitely helped him quite a lot without even knowing it. You always tried to suppress your moans and make your movements slow and quiet, but Ben was always so focused on you that his ears would immediately perk up when you gave yourself a hand.

At first, he was a little surprised that he couldn't stop focusing on it, but after a few weeks he was really enjoying it.

At the moment, however, it was pure torture. His emotions were already overwhelming him, so there was no way he needed to be any hornier than he already was. Especially after he had just hurt you in more ways than one.

However, his cock clearly had more to decide than his head or his heart.

Meanwhile, you couldn't stop yourself. As you pumped two fingers inside you, your thoughts were on Ben. You imagined feeling his lips on yours again, his rough hands on your hips. You imagined what it would feel like if your fingers were his. Or something else.  

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Part 3

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Taglist: @deangirl96

#jensen ackles #spn #soldier boy #soldier boy x female reader #soldier boy x reader #soldier boy x y/n #the boys #smut #billy butcher #frenchie

[ijbolz]

some nsfw headcanons about theo & jiung's tattoos _ mdni

a/n: all this talk abt theo's tattoos got me thinking😮‍💨 so here's a little something. + jiung too.

the hottest thing about TAEYANG having tattoos, aside from the ones on his arm... is the hidden one he has on his back

ever since he found out you really like his back tattoo, so obsessed about it even, he goes shirtless more often when he's hanging out with you alone.

he's giving excuses under the guise of a complaint, saying it's too hot inside the apartment or whatever.

"but babe... the AC is literally on..."

taeyang makes some lame follow up about how you're not picking up the way he's flirting with you. did he really have to tell you straight up that you're making him hot and bothered?

if you're gonna ask about the cute, innocent stuff though... you do love tracing his back tattoo through his shirt while cuddling :(

...oh but when he does fuck you good, he'll have you out of your mind to the point you can't form coherent sentences. mind embarrassingly clouded in pleasure, so obvious from the way you're sprawled out beneath him. can't even remember how many orgasms you've had at his mercy. your hands are tight around his biceps while your legs lay open numbly, fucked so dumb. he thinks you're so adorable though.

your breath is caught in your throat when taeyang suddenly lifts you off the bed, his fingers digging into your waist. and he gently embraces you close to him, your breasts flush against his skin. just wanna pull you impossibly close. you felt a soft kiss press on your forehead, still weakly clinging to him. "how does it feel now baby? i know i can get another one out of you... mmhm— when i'm in so deep like this—" his voice hitches in a second, feeling your plush walls squeeze around his length. almost like you really did want more.

and through your tears, you watch as he begins to lift you up and down his cock like he's just using you, slamming you back down so good you can't stop clenching around him. he's close, from the way his length is starting to throb inside your sopping cunt. but unlike you, swear like you'd cum the second he thrusts up into you. the heat inside of your stomach amplifies as your vision clears—your nails raking right on his back tattoo, reflected on the mirror by the side of the bed.

it was a fleeting thought on how come you've never noticed the mirror before, tracing back memories of taeyang running his mouth about how all he's gonna do in this hotel is you. well, he's a man of his word. and he does fuck you good, hips unfaltering in a rapid pace. god, it's like you're not gonna last far longer when he keeps this up.

i got different sources saying it's real, some saying it's not. but JIUNG with a tattoo sounds hot, so i'm gonna talk about it😮‍💨

apparently he has some butterfly tattoos on his hip, or around somewhere over his stomach. whatever, you just remember clearly that the time you really got a good look on it was when he'd undress in front of you the first time.

the sight had you salivating for him, your cunt... wet. it's really not something you can resist when your boyfriend's hovering over you without anything on, his cock standing hard against his stomach. twitching, like it needs your help.

felt like you were in heat from the way your mind has got nothing in it but the thought of sucking him off at that moment.

you'll like having your lips pressed onto those tattoos as well, especially with the way it makes jiung pant. cutely sensitive. you're not even touching his cock yet.

you know that thing guys do when they sit down and just stretch, making their shirt rise up a bit. little things like that, enough so you get a glimpse of his tattoo.

you know your boyfriend too well, sometimes he doesn't know his limits. often pushing himself into frustration whenever he locks himself in the studio preparing for future albums or whatever. he needs to cool off from time to time too, as you tell him. and after a long time of convincing, he's had you underneath him, trembling like you almost regret asking him to use you as relief for tonight.

oh, jiung can get rough and he doesn't even realize it. his moans all breathy and everything, leaning towards whines. yet he always tries to clear his throat everytime it starts leading of to that, despite your protests on how adorable you'd like to see him whine. be a bit careful on teasing him though, when he begins to feel you cunt sucking him in a little bit more than usual... he'd take it as a chance to slow down on his thrusts and watch you teeter over the edge.

...who's whining now then? "i told you baby, keep your eyes on me." the rasp in his voice shot straight to your core, pussy squeezing around his cock impossibly more. jiung's so mean but his tone is so gentle. undeniably making your heart skip a beat at times.

and you do a pathetic ten seconds of keeping your eyes locked on his until your gaze flickers down... at his tattoos. you're close, so fucking close especially when you'd watch the way those butterflies glisten on his skin everytime he slams his cock back into you, your hips trying to meet his halfway. never failing to make you feel like you've got butterflies in your stomach too, just for a different reason. all until you couldn't take it anymore.

#p1harmony smut #theo smut #jiung smut #p1h smut

[spookwyrdie]

👋🏻 heyyy so I was watching some of Skz old content and I kinda noticed how shy Seungmin gets when he's made to do something like dance alone in front of everyone or do aegyo or something. And I'm a huge fan of sub Minnie🤤 so I was wondering if you'd be open to write a fic where he's made to wear a remote controlled vibrator on his cock (and maybe one in his ass too😉) out in public or to dance practice or something that means it'd be a while before he gets to go back home and reader just playing with him and teasing him throughout the whole thing and maybe asking one of the members to record his reactions and send it to you. And like what if Minnie knew that the others were aware of his ✨ predicament ✨ and he's even more embarrassed, trying to keep quiet and act unaffected but you and him both know hes wayy to sensitive for that. 🤭🤭 Just love how red his face and ears get when he's shy or flustered. You're my fav smut author here and I ADORE🥰 your sub skz fics soo much and I'd really love to read this idea in your writing but it's okay if you don't want to. Have a good day/afternoon/night❤️😘

Anon! When I say I thought about this all day, I mean I thought about this ALL DAY.

Here it is!

Only Wanna Be With You~

sub!Seungmin x domme!reader

warnings: smut, sexual content, exhibitionism, public play, vibrators, edging

summary: You and Seungmin hang out at a karaoke bar to unwind, but you have a plan for him. Can he keep his cool in public?

word: 1.5k

a/n: I laughed very hard when Seungmin did this cover at one of their concerts, so I obviously had to add it. I also was thinking about a vibe like this one, in case anyone was curious. <3

You look up from your position on your knees, Seungmin’s cock in your hand as you adjust the cock ring to fit snugly against his groin, “I’m going to ask for the thousandth time, are you sure about this, Minnie?” 

“Y/n, I might be a little nervous but like... I think this’ll be fun.” A blush dusts his cheeks, thinking about handing over such an intimate type of control in public. He’s wearing a silicone cock ring with a vibrator that sits up against his perineum. Just knowing that it's there plus the constant light pressure is enough to twitch against the silicone.  

“Okay, you remember what we talked about, if you want to stop?” 

“Yeah, I snap my fingers at least 3 times,” he says. 

“Good,” you stand, taking his balls in one hand and pressing the motionless vibrator up towards his perineum. He grunts in surprise, the gentle squeeze is enough to have his hips bucking towards you, his hands grab your shoulders to steady his weight. 

You two have been getting together for a few weeks now, learning what the other likes, talking about boundaries, and what sorts of kink you’re both interested in trying. This is one of the first nights where you’re testing the waters, seeing how a little secret exhibitionism feels for him.  

The two of you arrive at the dive bar where you meet the rest of the guys. Celebrating the end of the semester, you all decided a shitty little dive bar on a karaoke night would be a great way to let off some steam. When you walk in, Hyunjin waves you over.  

“We got one of the best booths in the whole place!” he shouts over someone butchering a Lady Gaga song. You slide in next to Hyunjin, Seungmin pressed up against your side. The tablet at the table with a drink list and the karaoke sign-up sheet is shoved in front of your face.  

“Pick one! Everyone is required to do at least one song!” Han shouts over the table. “I’ll buy you a drink if you do something sexy!” 

“You’ll have to buy me a drink BEFORE I do a sexy song!” you laugh.  

You peruse the drink list, grab a couple of beers for you and Seungmin, and mull over the list of songs. Seungmin tries to look over your shoulder while you choose, but you cover the screen with your hand. You give him a playful smile and pass the tablet to him, running your hand up his thigh as he chooses his song.  

Han’s name flashes up on the screen, “Oh shit, MY TURN!” He bounds up to the little stage, pulls the microphone out of the stand, and “Pony” by Ginuwine starts playing. Han is living it up, hip thrusting and doing body rolls, while the table laughs. You sneak your phone out of your pocket and open the app for the remote control. 

Seungmin’s whole body lurches forward as if being electrocuted, his moan covered by the bass from the song. The vibrations shudder through him so hard, the shock from not giving him a warning makes his cock twitch in time with his heartbeat. He grabs your free hand and clamps it in his, rutting his hips into the worn pleather seat below him. Each roll of his hips presses the vibrator further into the sensitive area behind his balls. His head rolls onto your shoulder, whining into your neck. 

“I’ve barely turned the thing on, baby, and you’re already such a mess,” you chuckle in his ear. Pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek as he squirms in his seat. You look across the table, catching Changbin’s eyes as he appraises your situation. He gives you a knowing smirk. 

“Seungmin!” he calls out. Seungmin’s head snaps up, a panicked look in his eyes. “What song did you pick?” 

“I- I picked...” he slams his eyes shut as you amp up the vibrations. The way his face contorts, biting his lip to keep his moans from spilling out, has you salivating.  

You turn your head towards Changbin, meeting his smirk with one of your own, “You’ll just have to wait until it’s his turn to find out.” 

After a few minutes toying with Seungmin, you turn off the vibrator. Your name flashes up on the screen, and you shoo him out of the way to go up for your song. Seungmin’s legs are like jelly, so it takes him a moment to get his bearings.  

You go up to the little stage and your song starts playing. As the intro plays, you notice the boys leering at Seungmin, poking fun at the very obvious hard time he’s having. He looks up at you as you start singing, and you hold his gaze. 

Going with tonight’s theme, you chose a sexy song - “I Touch Myself” by the Divinyls. It’s true, you don’t want anyone else, you sing directly at Seungmin. He’s blushing for a different reason, his jaw on the floor as you confidently sway your hips and run your hands down your body while you sing a song about masturbation directly to your boy and his new little toy.  

During the guitar solo, you fish your phone out of your pocket again and turn on the vibrator again. This time, you take your thumb and match the beat of your song with as you play with the intensity of the vibrations. Seungmin looks like he’s trying to catch his breath, leaning back into the cushion of the booth again, his hands balled into fists on the table. The rest of the boys are chuckling at him, Felix going so far as to whip out his phone and snap a few photos of Seungmin’s agony. 

Your song ends and you turn off the vibrator again, shooting Seungmin a devilish smile. The entire table cheers louder than the rest of the bar. You mosey back over to your table, and you get an eyeful of exactly how red Seungmin has gotten. His ears are so bright, and his cheeks look like they’ve been slapped. You run your fingers through his hair and bend down to whisper in his ear, “Your turn, baby.” 

He looks up at you in confusion, his eyes practically glazed over. You peck him on the lips then point to the stage where the screen is flashing his name. You grab his arm and pull him out of his seat. He wobbles a bit as you push him towards the stage. He grabs the mic stand to steady himself as his song starts. 

“Hootie and the Blowfish?” The whole table giggles at his 90’s soft rock choice. Seungmin glares at the table as he catches your eye. He sings directly to you, adding a little snark to the lyrics. You look back at him, tongue running over your teeth as you hold up your phone again. His eyes go wide. 

“There’s nothin’ I can do, I only wanna be with yo- Uuuungh" he groans out as you turn the vibe up to the highest setting all at once. Somehow, he still finds his singing voice enough to continue the song. Sometimes his voice shakes a little when you bounce the intensity up and down on his vibe, an outline of his cock visible in his dark pants. His cheeks and ears are blazing red, his eyes flutter with arousal and concentration. You can tell he’s holding back, focusing on keeping his hips still. You still notice him convulse every few seconds, his pelvis jerking forward at the change in the vibrator’s speed.  

During the last part of the chorus, you turn the vibe all the way back up and Seungmin literally falls to his knees, masking his moan as the final note to sing. The bar cheers, especially your table, stomping their feet at his performance. He places the mic back on the stand and walks back to the table trembling.  

You're beaming with pride as you watch him return to the booth, unsteady on his feet. He stops right in front of you, grabs your arms and pulls you up, wrapping you in his embrace. He pulls you tight to his body, crashing his lips to yours, engulfing you in a kiss. You barely hear the other boys cooing at you, making kissy noises in your direction. 

“Home. Now. I need you,” he pants out, pressing his cock into your thigh.  

“Aw, Minnie, you’re so worked up,” you say as you lean your forehead against his. Your phone is still in your hand. You take your thumb, moving the intensity of the vibe back up. Seungmin buries his face in your neck, muffling the guttural cry that rips out of his throat as his hips thrust into your thigh. 

“GET A ROOM!” everyone at the table shouts.  

You grip onto the back of Seungmin’s hair, pulling his face gently away from your neck. Tears welling up in his lashes. He just looks so pathetic, eyes pleading for release. 

“Alright, let’s get you home,” you say as you smile sweetly and turn off the vibe. He sags in your arms. You lift his head once again, kissing him so gently. 

“That doesn’t mean I’m finished with you yet.” 

#seungmin smut #seungmin x reader #skz smut #stray kids smut #not proofread #if you notice any mistakes... mind your business #request #smut requests

[reallyromealone]

Ok Rome hear me out omega Mikey who has a son that goes to daycare or preschool with omega Reader as teacher and son is like why isn’t he my other dad yet? While Mikey is just trying to look cool in front of reader but just making a fool of himself trying to get a date 👀

It's the fact that I have been thinking the same idea wt

Also, would y'all consider following me on twitch? It would really mean a lot and would really help me out as I only need 11 followers to hit affiliate

Mikey was down bad for his sons preschool teacher (name) (lastname).

The Omega was so fucking fine and Mikey was so hopelessly in love with the Omega.

"Mr.(lastname)!" (Sons name) squealed out as he got out of the motorcycle car seat and onto the ground, rushing to the teacher "oh hello! How was your weekend?" (Name) asked crouching before the pup who swayed his body happily "it was good! Papa took me to work!"

"Really that must have been fun!"

"It was! He and uncle Iza took me to a fancy redront!"

"It's restaurant bud" Mikey said walking up to the two from his motorcycle with a lopsided grin, raking his hand through his hair as he tried to look cool...only to trip over the little backpack his son dropped a few feet away.

"Mr Sano! Are you alright!" (Name) rushed to the tattooed man with the tiny pup "I'm alright... Just fell for you I suppose" Mikey tried playing it off but his bloody nose said other wise.

The gang leader was not looking really cool infront of the pretty omega who led him into the nurses office "the nurse isn't here yet so let me fix you up--here (sons name), why don't you help me by counting these stickers so we have enough today"

"Ok Mr.(lastname)!" The pup loved helping as he immediately tried counting, the two adults knowing he would not get far as he was still figuring out numbers past 7.

"Ok let's clean you up" (name) said getting the things needed and gently began cleaning the blood off Mikey's face, getting close and the Alpha could smell the pharamones off (name) and it took everything in him not to press his face into his neck for both the reason of that would be embarrassing as hell and he was covered in blood.

"Now we only have (cartoon) and (other cartoon) bandaids so what one do you want Mr. Sano?" (Name) asked with a smile and Mikey pretended to give it deep thought before pointing to a box "Excellent choice!"

(Name) gently patched the Alpha up "there, good as new!"

Mikey watched as (name) grabbed two lollies from a bowl and handed one to Mikey and one to the pup who squealed at the treat "Mr.(lastname), why aren't you also my papa?" The little boy asked curiously and (name) didn't know how to respond to the boy "well usually it starts with a date before it can get to that bud" Mikey said to his kid who slwoly nodded "well why you guys not dating!" The boy asked frustrated "I'm working on it kiddo" Mikey said "go to class yeah? I'll return your teacher in a second"

The toddler huffed and wandered off to class, giving his dad a look before closing the door "kids really just say whatever" Mikey said, feeling as if his chance was ruined and (name) just smiled "if you don't wanna see me again that's fine"

"Hey now, can't give my verdict till we go on this so called date"

"Really?" Mikey asked and (name) couldn't help but find the man cute covered in Band-Aids and a slight black eye and (name) just shrugged "here's my number, call me?"

Mikey was so down bad for the Omega who wrote his number on Mikey's hand and wandered out.

He was gonna fucking marry him.

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x male reader #tokyo revengers fluff #male reader #omegaverse #omega male reader #mikey tokyo revengers

[daryldamnson]

Corroded coffin makes it big, like sabbath big, and (after making sure that Wayne has been taken care of) Eddie starts spoiling you, buying you mountainsnof luxuries that he could only wish to give you when you first started dating. You have to remind Eddie that you fell in love with him and the small moments together, the money has never been an issue, you're favourite memories are the ones lying on top of Eddie's trailer stargazing and talking about nothing and everything

god he's so soft i want to kiss all of his insecurities away, thanks for requesting!

tw for one mention of alcoholism and abuse (in reference to eddie's parents), insecure!eddie, fem!reader coded but only in terms of dress/skirt wearing, 0.7k

title from primadonna by marina and the diamonds

“Baby, I don’t need this, you know that, right?”

It’s the dress you’d barely eyed up in the store window you’d walked past last week.  A while ago, back when touring meant bars with cheap beers and busking in city centres, you’d have paid it a little more attention - yearned over it a little more.

Nowadays, a pretty dress was just a pretty dress.  You had plenty of pretty dresses, and cute skirts, and tight tops, and fashionably ripped jeans.  That’s not to mention the veritable rainbow of shoes and matching handbags that had their own closet at the home Eddie had proudly presented to you after his first album had skyrocketed the charts.

“I can afford to give you anything you want now,” Eddie’s careful to make the distinction, ringed hand reaching out to land gently over yours.  “I just…  I want you to have everything you want.”

His voice is all too earnest in a way that makes your heart break.

“The dress is nice, Eddie,” you concede, smiling softly at him.  “It’s lovely, even.  But you know what I really want?”

You’ve known him long enough to know what that look in his eyes means.

Despite the confident façade he’d kept up since he’d first started high school, only exacerbated by crowds of fans and hit songs, Eddie could be a pretty insecure guy.

Most of it seemed to stem from his parents; disinterested at best - his mother had been more captivated by the bottle than her child, abusive at worst - his father had a similar predilection for alcohol that led to screamed insults and thrown fists.  Eddie had found a home - and a real father - in Wayne, but the damage had already been done.

He struggled to believe anybody could truly know him and love him anyway.  Love him because of that.  And even once he’d accepted that perhaps they did, he found it was all too easy to imagine them walking away, deciding he wasn’t worth the hassle or the effort.

So he bought things.

Years ago, in the times of garage band practices and one-bedroom trailers, he’d channelled this anxiety into mixtapes, and plucked wildflowers, and too many blankets, and always having your favourite drinks stocked.

You think of stargazing, and cheap beer, and horror movies smuggled from Family Video by Steve.  You think of the collection of ‘cool’ rocks in your jewellery box, and the annotations he’d made in between the lines so you’d think about him when you read your favourite book.  You think of personalised mixtapes with almost too much Sabbath, and him excitedly telling you about his plans for a new campaign, and the way his lips twitch when he sleeps.  You think of his uncontrollable hair, and his tattoos, and his heart.

“Anything,” he promises, wide brown eyes looking back at you almost desperately, and you know he means it.

“You.”  There’s a beat of silence as you bring up a hand to cup his cheek, leaning forward a little to hold his gaze.  “I just want you.  That’s all I’ve ever wanted.”

It seems to take him by surprise despite how often you tell him this.  You watch his throat bob as he swallows, lips parting slightly.  “I…” he starts, voice cracking a little on the single syllable.  “You have me.  Always.”

You steadfastly do not mention the glassy shine that has taken over his eyes, but you feel your own mist up in response anyway.

“Then I’m good.  I’m happy.  I don’t need anything else.”

You say it like there’s nothing more obvious in the world.  Probably because to you there isn’t.

He lets out a pleased laugh, more a breath of air than anything else, as he rests his forehead against yours and closes his eyes.

“Well,” you begin, a teasing lilt to your voice, “actually, I could do with a kiss as well.”

You pout your lips a little and look at him with the most pitiful gaze you can muster without breaking into a smile.

Eddie has no such qualms and his lips part into one of those grins where his dimples show, and his eyes crease, and you just feel warm.

“I think I can swing for that,” he murmurs, already moving in to press his lips against yours.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x you #stranger things #stranger things imagine #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things headcanons #stranger things fic #eddie munson fic #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x reader imagine #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson oneshot #pretty little loserboy

[glcnpowell]

hangster + first i love you + bronco conversations under the stars happy birthday @lilgreyarea ❤️❤️❤️

//

“I freaked you out, huh?” Bradley asks softly, picking at a worn spot in the leather of the steering wheel.

They’ve been parked in Jake’s driveway long enough that the Bronco’s engine is likely cool to the touch beneath the hood. Bradley keeps his gaze focused on the steering wheel despite how desperately he wants to look to his right, shrugging one shoulder as he continues, “I meant what I said. I’m not takin’ it back. But I’d get it if you’re freaked.”

“It ain’t that,” Jake sighs finally, slouching a little more in his seat. He tilts his head back to look up at the stars overhead, long enough that Bradley lets himself look over. Jake's eyes close just as Bradley's gaze falls on him and Bradley takes advantage of the moment - catalogues the way the breeze keeps catching the hair that’s fallen onto Jake’s forehead, watches the toothpick moving between Jake’s lips and wonders if he’s worn it down to nothing during the drive home from the bar. At the first twitch of Jake's lashes, Bradley shifts his focus to Jake's lap instead, watching as Jake restlessly twists the academy ring on his hand.

Bradley wonders if Jake’s also feeling and fighting the instinct to reach out and thread their fingers together.

“But it's something," Bradley finally says. "So what is it?”

Jake sighs again, pulling the toothpick from his mouth and flicking what’s left of it out onto the driveway. When he meets Bradley’s gaze, he explains, “I’m not an anxious guy. Never have been. And I’m not freaked about you lovin’ me, Bradshaw, that’s."

Smiling a bit, Jake's voice softens as he continues, "I love you, too, y’know? Have for a while.”

Bradley feels a knot in his chest loosen. “I - yeah. I thought maybe y'did."

"So observant, Rooster," Jake teases.

"Spent a lotta time watchin' you from my perch, that's all."

Jake snorts out a laugh, his fingers reaching out to Bradley's thigh and squeezing. Bradley knows it's an old jab, an emptier one now that they're solid, but there's something familiar about it, too. Comforting, almost, to remember what it felt like to jump and follow Jake's lead that first time.

(And again, and again, and again.)

"What if this goes south, y'know?" Jake asks, shrugging. "This feels like a big thing. A real thing, you and me. I've never wanted real before. But now we've got it and I'm - Christ, Bradley, what if somethin' happens? What if the job fucks this up? What if life fucks this up? What if we do this for real and we find out we ain't any good together at all?"

Bradley hums, sitting with that for a moment. Eventually, he reaches over for Jake's hand and holds it tightly, thumbing over his knuckles as he thinks it over. He gets it. Completely gets it. Every fear Jake has is one that Bradley's had for weeks.

(For years, maybe, if he's being honest with himself.)

Finally, he turns in his seat to face Jake, lifting his leg so that the angle's easier, knee resting uncomfortably on the console between them. "We've been through hell together," Bradley says simply, holding Jake's gaze. "Hell, Jake, we've been the cause of that hell for each other sometimes."

Jake scoffs. "Dunno what you're talkin' about. I have always been and will always be an angel."

"Uh-huh," Bradley snorts, rolling his eyes fondly. "Look, all I'm sayin' is - we've put each other through some shit, right? And we've still made it this far. Freaked out, in love, and holdin' hands in your driveway."

"Yeah. Quite the pair," Jake agrees, tilting his head a little as he squints. His teeth worry at the inside of his bottom lip for a beat, shoulders shrugging as he presses, "So...?"

"So," Bradley continues, "we're stubborn as hell. Better at fighting than anything - well, almost anything else."

Jake's eyes twinkle. "Almost."

Bradley grins, squeezing Jake's hand. "If we can make it this far without fuckin' everything up ourselves, how the hell could anything else even come close, y'know? I get what you're saying. I really do. But - I think we're gonna find out we are that good together, and that's gonna be the scariest part of all."

Jake hums, eyes falling to Bradley's lips and lifting again. He takes a breath and exhales it slowly, shifting so his arm is resting over the back of the seat. Bradley relaxes into Jake's touch when he feels his hand against his neck, thumb brushing over the line of his jaw before it's pressed against the fullest point of his lower lip.

"I love you," Bradley says again, pressing a kiss to the pad of Jake's thumb. "Let's do this for real."

Leaning forward, Jake brushes their lips together once, twice, three times. The gentle presses make Bradley's lips tingle more than any other kiss ever has. When he pulls back to meet Bradley's eyes again, he's smiling.

"That a yes?" Bradley asks.

Jake snorts. "It's a yes. Let's do this."

Bradley surges forward for another kiss, feeling more than hearing Jake's 'love you' as their lips meet. His leg is still pressed uncomfortably against the console between them, skin tingling as his foot goes to sleep, but it's a distant sensation, muted by the joy he feels thrumming beneath his skin.

Jake loves him back. They're doing this for real.

Nothing else comes close to that feeling.

#hangster #sereshaw #hangman x rooster #rooster x hangman #top gun maverick #mywriting #*tgmfic #*sereshawfic #jake hangman seresin #bradley rooster bradshaw #hangman #rooster #hangmanrooster

[storyunrelated]

Bad Dreams - Part One

(Bad dreams is big, so I am splitting it up.)

There are no good ways to wake up at five in the morning, but I’d safely say that one of the worst ways to be woken up at five in the morning is by the sound of screaming coming from across the hall.

Fortunately I know why there’s screaming coming from across the hall, which doesn’t make it better but does make it not as bad as it might have been. After all, mysterious screaming would present a whole host of other issues to deal with, so I’m glad it wasn’t that. It was Nisien screaming, the guy I live with, my buddy, my pal.

Again.

For as long as I’ve known Nisien - which is all of his life, given we’ve been friends since we were both tiny little babies - he’s had some pretty alarmingly vivid bad dreams from time to time. I mean really alarmingly vivid. We all have bad dreams from time to time and sometimes they’re bad enough we wake up feeling pretty shaken. Nisien has that, but far worse.

And since we live together now I get to be there when they happen, too.

Also no, I don’t know where his name comes from either. I did ask him once and he said it was one of his grandparent’s names and I was like sure, cool, that’s an answer. It sounds Welsh to me, but maybe I’m miles off the mark? Suppose I could have looked it up online but at this point I’m kind of committed to the mystery.

After all, what is life without a few unanswered questions?

Anyway. he’s in bed and he’s having a bad time and he and I have danced this dance before so I know what it is that I have to do - go across and make sure he doesn’t hurt himself.

Is it enjoyable walking over and occasionally having to delicately restrain someone you care about as they thrash and sporadically scream in their sleep? No, no it is not, but that’s what you have to do sometimes. Wonder if that’s a metaphor for life?

Probably not.

Anyway again, none of that matters. I, awake enough by then to realise what’s happening and what needs to happen, lurch to my feet, nearly fall over, walk head-first into the door, curse, and then stumble blearily across the hall to Nisien’s room, walk into his door too (and curse again), actually open his door, stumble blearily into his room and then take a knee next to his bed to keep an eye on him to make sure he doesn’t roll out of it or start strangling himself with his duvet or leap up and try to climb out the window again.

I do this for a good few minutes.

Luckily his screaming died down pretty quick - he usually only gets off one or two good ones when this happens anyway - so I was mostly just watching him whimper and writhe and twitch which is, you know, great and all. He does try to roll off the bed, too, and when I try to stop him the contact wakes him up. Whoops.

Waking up really doesn’t do him any favours and the thrashing gets that much worse and I have to basically hold him down for a second until he realises where he is at which point he promptly bursts into tears.

That part is quite recent, the crying. I think it’s the stress of it happening so often, honestly, combined with not being able to ever have a proper night’s sleep. Anyone would start crying. Some nights I feel pretty close to it myself given that this just won’t stop happening.

“Hey, hey, it’s alright man, you’re alright, come on,” I say in as comforting a tone as I can manage, helping him up into a sitting position in his bed.

And he says - or sobs - something in response but he’s still mostly asleep so it doesn’t really make a lot of sense and doesn’t really have many actual words in it. But that’s fine. Most of us aren’t our best when half-asleep and that’s when most of us aren’t filled with irrational dread from things we can’t control.

Suppose we can’t control anything irrational, can we?

“Yeah I know, I know but it’s alright, come on,” I say, giving him a hug and a pat on the back as he clings onto me like if he doesn’t he’ll float off into the sky and disappear into space, crying the whole time of course. Poor lad.

So he’s there getting tears and snot all over my shoulder and I’m there rubbing his back and telling him that it’s okay and that he’s safe and I’m thinking to myself that this is happening a lot more often than it used to.

Mean, it used to be something that might happen once every six months, maybe, tops, and even that was more of a general guess than a hard-and-fast rule. It might have happened once every six months and he’d feel embarrassed and I’d tell him it was fine and we’d both have had a rough night and that would be it, but it just as easily might not have happened.

In fact, like I said before, they’d looked to have been on their way out, winding down, tailing off, much to Nisien’s relief.

But then a month or so ago it seemed to just start happening once a week. And then this month it’s basically been happening every night. Every night the screaming and the sobbing and the slow coming back to reality and the cup of tea and the embarrassment, only this time without the break of a few calm months to wind down in. 

So all that embarrassment is mounting and building up with nowhere to go and no time to bleed off naturally, along with all that stress of, you know, waking up screaming every night. Poor guy looks like he’s a few inches short of having a breakdown. 

And I’m not exactly running laps around the lake and clicking my heels in excited delight - waking up screaming every day is bad, getting woken up by screaming every day isn’t exactly all that much good for your sleep hygiene either. I’m knackered.

And if it wasn’t a weird enough shift of gears, I’ve also been having bad dreams every night, too, in those few hours that I’m asleep before having to wake up and go and soothe Nisien. 

Normally I barely dream at all - or, rather, I don’t remember my dreams as apparently we dream every night regardless but usually don’t remember? I’m not an expert - so this is a change for me, certainly, especially with it being every night. 

So that’s two pretty big, inexplicable changes for two guys in two rooms in the same house.

Now, I’m the kind of person who’d much rather put strange things down to coincidence. Strange things happen all the time without anyone having anything to do with them, that’s just life. No sense in wasting time looking for the culprit when the culprit is just things being things. 

But I do also have limits, and this is pushing dangerously close to them.

So I figure, since this is a strange thing, I should go and ask a witch about it. Luckily I know a witch and, since it’s a weekend, luckily I got the free time to go and see her.

And so that happens. What would you have done?

Rose is another person I’ve known since I was a tiny baby. She and Nisien and me used to go roll down hills and climb up trees. One time a boy made Rose cry and so me and Nisien stuffed his shirt with grass until he cried. We got in trouble for that, which is fair. 

Rose was also a witch. A few years ago she got the hat and everything, fully qualified and paid up. 

When I was a younger person (a ‘child’ I believe is the term) I had some people tell me that witches were nasty and mean but Rose was neither of these things and never has been, thus demonstrating to me at an early age that people would seek to lie to me for their own strange purposes.

Those things aren’t really related, really.

I go around to hers and I ring the bell and I wait and a little moment later the door opens and Rose is standing there in her pyjamas (and her hat, obviously), holding a mug of tea and blinking at me, clearly not having expected to see me standing there.

“Did you - are we doing something today, did I forget? Sorry, I had a really bad night,” she says yawning and rubbing her eyes and while it’d be rude to say that she looks like she had a bad night she looks like she had a bad night. Like I did. 

I probably look worse.

“Bad dreams?” I asked and she blinked again, pausing in her eye rubbing to squint at me.

“Uh, yeah. How did you…?”

I indicate with a gesture that I’d like to come in and continue this important discussion inside, out of the cold. Rose gets this and steps aside. In I go.

In her rather cramped little lounge we pick things up again:

“I also had bad dreams and I’ve been having bad dreams consistently. So has Nisien, only his have obviously been worse,” I said, sat on her sofa.

“His terrors come back?” Rose asked, concerned, before taking a sustaining sip of her tea.

“Oh my, yes.”

A fuller explanation of recent events followed. The reappearance of Nisien’s really bad dreams, the drastic increase in their regularity, our shared sleeplessness, that whole shebang. Rose listens and the more she listens the less happy she looks about it all.

“Since last month?! Why didn’t you come to me sooner? Or go to someone else? Or do anything?!” She asked. She showed hints of exasperation. Understandably, really.

“I did say he should, but you know what he’s like about this, he’s embarrassed.”

Not that he has any reason to be, but that’s how embarrassment works, really. If it made sense and could be easily dealt with it wouldn’t be the problem we all know it is, would it?

“But now you’re coming to me because you suddenly think it’s kind of weird?” She asks.

Rose looks like she’s going to come back at me with something else but then pauses and really thinks about it a second, chewing on her lip and clutching her mug. She takes another nerve-steadying sip of tea. I can smell her tea and it smells like the kind of tea that I wouldn't drink, but I’m glad it works for her.

“Well, it is weird, isn’t it?”

“It’s unusual,” she says, eventually, which basically means it’s weird.

The warm glow that washed over me was triumph, I was sure of it. I sat back on the sofa and it promptly started trying to swallow me, as sofas are sometimes wont to do.

“That’s what I thought. So I came here because I thought it might be worth seeing if you could do any witchy junk and shed any light on it. Just on the off-chance, you know?”

She gives me a look. 

She keeps giving me the look in silence and the moment drags. It doesn’t take long for me to crack. Rose could crack walnuts with some of the looks she was capable of putting out.

Literally, actually, what with her being a witch and all.

“What?” I ask her.

She keeps the look on me a few seconds longer, so it really sinks in for me.

“...’witchy junk’?” She then says. I shrug.

“I don’t know what you call it.”

“Magic, we call it magic. Everyone calls it magic.”

Seems obvious now she says it.

“Right, well, that then. Is there any of that you can do?” I ask.

For a second it looked like Rose was all set to give me an abrupt, negative answer. She took in a breath and opened her mouth and raised a finger and everything, but before anything like that could come out she stopped and something seemed to occur to her. The breath let out, her mouth closed and the raised finger moved to scratch her chin.

“Maybe,” she said, frowning to herself.

She’s clearly chewing the subject over so I keep my mouth shut and let her have at it. Scratching her chin changes to tapping her chin which then changes to wagging her finger at me as she stares off to one side still frowning and thinking.

“Assuming it has anything to do with magic - and this could just be a coincidence, most things are just coincidences,” Rose says, as she shares this sentiment with me and rightly so. “But assuming it has anything to do with magic I should be able to pick up a trace of it from one of us. I could try having a look at you, if you’re okay with that.”

“Not that I don’t like volunteering for things but wouldn’t it also work with you, being as how you have bad dreams and all too?” I ask.

“Yes, but it’ll work better with you because you’re magically inert.”

“Nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me. Do I have to do anything?” I asked.

“Sit still,” she said.

“Think I can manage that.”

Rose slurps up the last of her tea, sets her mug down and then gets up out of the chair she’d been perched in to come and perch along the sofa from me. Once she’s done that she settles herself, takes a few calming breaths and then just touches me right between the eyebrows with a finger.

This is weird, but I guess magic is weird so that tracks. I sit still like I was told to.

Kind of tingles.

And I keep sitting there quietly while Rose, with closed eyes, kind of mouths things and screws her face up in concentration. It feels a bit strange to watch her do this so I try and see what else I can see without moving. Not a lot, as it turns out. I can see she’s found some new badges to put on her hat - which is pretty cool - but other than my view is pretty limited.

“There’s definitely something there…” Rose then says, which is a relief from the awkwardness.

Though learning that you’re the victim of magical shenanigans isn’t great, I guess.

“Oh?” I asked, continuing to sit still as Rose brings up her other hand and puts two fingers on another part of my head. Presumably this is all in aid of something. 

“Yeah, definitely. Someone did this. Not to you specifically, but generally...explains why it got me and Nisien too. Probably a lot more other people as well, probably just about everyone in the area. This is local, I think. Whoever is doing this isn’t that far away.”

(Rose being local to me, only living a street away from me and Nisien.)

(Also, wow.)

“You can tell that?” I ask, deeply impressed.

“I can tell that.”

Magic is so magical, and Rose is such a fine and talented witch.

She spends a little bit longer poking and prodding my head and a few other parts to get a bit more information and once that’s done declares that she’s going to do of reading up on dreams and dreaming and related subjects and get back to me once she feels she’s got a better handle on the subject.

I ask her if that means she’s going to read one of those big, leatherbound books she has. I like those books. I looked in some of them once and they’re illuminated and everything. Rose says it does. This excites me on a base level so I make myself scarce so she has some space to do her thing.

When I get back to mine and Nisien’s place I find Nisien drinking bad coffee, watching children’s cartoons and trying not to fall asleep. Poor sod hasn’t even had breakfast and, since it is around lunchtime, I make some for me and some for him and we eat it and watch children’s cartoons together. Quality stuff.

I also make him better coffee. I have no idea how Nisien is so consistently bad at making coffee. He was bad back before he was sleep deprived and spring-tight with anxiety, too, so that’s no excuse.

It’s instant coffee, how do you do it wrong?

“Where’d you go?” Nisien asks during an ad break. He’s cradling his mug and - and I say this with all the love in the world - he looks like crap. Chap needs a nap.

“Rose’s,” I say simply between chews of lunch.

That gets his attention.

“Oh?” He asks, an eyebrow cocked.

“No,” I say, flat as anything.

“Oh,” he says, honestly a little disappointed.

Despite Nisien’s on-again-off-again absolute conviction that Rose and me have something going on we never do, never have and never, ever will. Just not the nature of our relationship. It’d be just as likely that me and Nisien would get into something.

Which is to say, not likely. At all. Just not the nature of our relationship.

That being said I should probably mention that I have kissed both Rose and Nisien exactly once each in all the time I’ve known them. While there was nothing technically wrong with either kiss - perfectly good as kisses go - they were both very much the wrong person for me to be kissing, something we all agreed on after the fact and have lived comfortably with since.

One way of finding out, right?

Anyway. That’s a tangent. It’s just that Nisien brought it up, as he regularly does, and pulled me off-course. I swallow my mouthful of lunch and chase it with a mouthful of slightly-about-average coffee before setting him straight on why I went there:

“Looking into this dream stuff. I’ve been having bad ones too, you know? Not like yours, obviously, but still bad. Rose as well. Something fishy is going on. Magically fishy, she says.”

Going to this topic immediately puts a damper on Nisien. Probably should have been a little more delicate about it. Oops.

“Hey, you okay?” I ask, putting a hand to his shoulder.

“Fine,” he says.

I put my arm properly around his shoulder after that, pull him in.

“Don’t worry about this, man, I’m on it, I’m going to sort it. Me and Rose are all over this, okay?”

“Okay,” he says, adding after a moment: “Thanks. For looking after me. You don’t have to.”

Strictly speaking in a grand, cosmic sense do any of us have to do anything? Suppose it depends on what you believe. Certainly though on a day-to-day basis there’s no beams of light descending on us from on high to compel us into doing things. We do things because we think they’re important to do and worth the effort, or we don’t.

It’s on us.

But that’s me. Probably wrong. I squeeze Nisien a bit tighter, to reassure him. Hopefully.

“No I don’t, but I do it because I want to and because I can and I know you’d do the same for me without even thinking about it. Rose too. That’s us, eh? Solid as a rock,” I say.

“Heh, yeah,” he says.

And there the matter rests. We watch more cartoons.

Later, Rose gets in contact and asks me to come round again, and so I do. I ask Nisien if he wants to come as well but he demurred. He’d rather sit and blankly stare into space and try not to fall asleep.

Poor Nisien, this really needs sorting.

So I go around and this time the door isn’t answered by a sleepy, pyjama-wearing Rose, no. This time the door is answered by a fully-dressed, fully-awake and quietly-excited Rose. You can tell she’s quietly excited because the brim of her hat has stopped being all floppy and has gone all stiff.

Is that a metaphor for something? One of these days I’ll find a metaphor for something.

“I think I’ve got enough for us to try and investigate to see where this might be coming from,” she says to me, grinning one of her particularly excited grins (she has a selection).

“Ooh,” I say to her. She nods.

“I’ve done a little reading on it so I should have an idea of what to look for once we get up there.”

“Up there?”

Rose switched to a different calibre of grin at that. This could have either been a good thing or a bad thing, with her grins it was always kind of hard to tell. Enigmatic would be the word. I think it was a witch thing, she never used to grin like this before she got the hat, I’m sure.

“Follow me,” she said, beckoning with a crooked finger.

When has anything bad ever happened after you follow someone who beckons with a crooked finger? Never. Probably. With some exceptions.

I followed her.

Locking the front door of her place behind her she led me around the corner and up that odd shared-access passage her place had to what could charitably be called the garden.

Once, however long ago it had been when these houses had been built in the first place, I imagine the garden would have been bigger. But that had been then and this was now, and now we lived in a period of time after someone had decided to sell most of the garden off to someone else, making the garden smaller.

Smaller to the point of actually being a little cramped.

“Give me a hand,” Rose said, going to a small half-shed thing and rummaging around. I gave her a hand and what this turned out to entail was to help her remove something and lay it out in the small, cramped garden.

There was no way what we laid out could have fitted in what we pulled it out of. But that’s just one of those things, no sense in getting caught up on it. I was too busy looking at what it was I’d helped her with anyway.

I could see what it was. Even my uneducated eye could see what it was. Had a basket and everything.

“Why do you have a giant balloon?” I asked her.

“Why don’t you have a giant balloon?” She hit back with.

Good question.

“...fair play,” I said.

“We’re going to use this to get up and have a look around. Evening is coming in, people will be going to bed so now is probably whenever whatever is happening, you know, happens. It’s local, so we might be able to spot it,” Rose said.

I saw an issue with this.

“We’ll be able to spot dreams?” I asked.

“Trust me. I read about this,” Rose said.

True, she had, and I hadn’t. Balloon inflation followed.

I didn’t really have a lot to do with that. I mostly just stood back and let Rose get on with it, it being her balloon and all, and her being the one with the skills necessary to get it inflated. 

Ballooning - balloonery? Whatever it’s called - is not exactly something I know a whole lot about. I know balloons are involved and that they are big, certainly bigger than the one I’d helped Rose lay out in the little garden. Mean, it was big, but in the sense that it took up most of the available space. 

The other thing I knew was that there was a big engine-looking thing that shot fire. That’s the sort of thing that sticks in the mind, fire-shooting engine-looking things. They filled the balloons with the hot air for which they were famous. Rose did not have one of those.

Instead she had a small box and with this box she fiddled.

Heh. Fiddling with her box.

The exact details of her fiddling (heh) were unclear to me, given that she was squatting over the thing and therefore blocking most of my view and I was stood off to one side anyway in an effort to not get in the way. I saw various arcane hand gestures though, and heard many a muttered word I could not comprehend.

At length, all of this must have paid off because the box - having been secured into a cradle of sorts beneath the body of the balloon - all at once started to glow, and the balloon started to inflate. Somehow. I’m sure it made perfect sense to Rose, given her training.

Again, magic is so magical.

#amwriting #writblr #writing #writeblr #writer on tumblr #Writing #Bad dreams #What

[jelzorz]

107.

They bring tents and supplies this time because they know they'll be gone for a while, but for the first leg of their journey, Callum, Ez, and Soren just sleep in the one. It's a little cramped, but most nights they take turns keeping watch anyway and one tent is easier to set up and pack down than two. The second remains tied together and unused for the most part (sometimes Soren uses it as a pillow) but for a while—a long while—it feels like a lot of extra weight that they brought for nothing—

Until, of course, they find Rayla.

They're camped on the outskirts of the Uncharted Forrest. Callum had left hours ago chasing a tip that, honestly, could've been anyone, leaving Soren and Ez to mind the tent and take stock of their supplies. It's almost sundown when he comes back, hand in hand with her once more.

Ez drops his canteen and spills water across his boots.

Soren forgets he's supposed to be cooking and sets the fish on fire.

Rayla ducks her head.

"It's okay," says Callum gently, tugging her forward a little. "They're not angry either. They—"

"Missed you so much," manages Ez, stumbling forward at last. He trips a little over his canteen, but he catches himself and runs the rest of the way across camp. He hugs her so hard around the middle that he tugs her hand out of Callum's but Callum only smiles and reaches for her fingers once more.

"Told you."

"We're so glad you're safe!" Ez is saying. "Where've you been? Are you okay? Have you eaten?"

"Ez," interrupts Soren, getting up at last. "Give her some space, buddy, come on." He waits til Ez pries himself away from her before he claps her shoulder fondly too. "Welcome back," he says. "Are you okay?"

"Been better," mutters Rayla. She takes a breath. "I'm—I'm sorry—" she starts to say, her voice cracking, but the boys shake their heads and tug her to them in the warmest, safest group hug they can offer.

"Don't start that again," Callum says with a chuckle. "It's okay, okay? I promise."

It takes them the rest of the evening to catch each other up. Ez prods Rayla into telling them what she's been doing. Rayla leaves out a bunch of things and the boys can tell, but they don't ask. Callum, too, doesn't quite tell her everything on their side, but there will be time for the rest of it later. For now, it's just comforting to be all together again.

When Ez's eyelids begin to droop at last, Soren helps him into the first tent and then pauses at the entrance on his way back out. Then he ducks back in and snatches at the second tent.

"Oh," says Ez, poking his head through the flap. "We should have set it up earlier. Sorry. But I mean, we don't really need it! There's probably enough room in here for all four of us."

"No, there isn't," says Soren. He looks meaningfully at Callum and Rayla and the way they're tucked against each other, reluctant to be apart even as they inch away from each other under Soren's stare. He tosses the second tent at them. "Think I might turn in too, actually. You guys good?"

"Uh. Yep. Yeah." Callum twitches his lips up gratefully. "That's cool. Rayla and I can take first watch tonight."

"What, but Rayla must be exhausted—"

"Ez." Soren gives him a look. "C'mon. I'm sure they've got a lot to talk about. Night kids." He ushers Ez back into the tent and buttons up the flap.

There is talking. And then there's not. But bringing the second tent was probably for the better after all.

#in anticipation #rayllum #i am begging for a Hint dpo #they did it for sokka u can do it for callum and rayla

[only-lonely-lovers]

09.21.2022

tags: repression/denial, dubcon, blowjobs

notes: This one really digs into how difficult & dodgy I imagine it can be to touch Hanako. Also alludes to the 'sake RP' later on.

Bird is あ / Avvy is つ

あ：Err, before bed/upon waking I actually really had a whole like oveur in my head, reflecting on 3way stuff very early on vs. later… This might sound disordered but let me do my best to collect everything.

It's always fascinating when I feel rebooted back into a certain kind of apprehension/fear of permitting Avvy to touch me. Despite everything you know. I think it's not uncommon after feeling so "in control" and proud of myself like heh yesss did so good at eating and fucking pussy… I can feel my little Amane brain become reluctant to transition into the brain that happens when dick gets touched. Like er… waito. [mouth tense]

Makes me really contemplate. There's this gap moe Amane has, despite being a sicko freak pervert, where he is so overwhelmed by the intensity of his own feelings, which is what leads to your tubro virgin repressed guy, who has a vacant stare and can barely talk while he is inundated with emotions. Face flushed, helplessly staring agog and all, that guy. When he's not in that mindset, I think he dreads it and fears it, he's not seeking to feel like his whole head is filled with hot fog and he is paralyzed. Don't want it. Also why he's like [snaps out of it] wourarhghh -- like often enough. Ah oh christ. [flees]

When you're a repressed guy, I swear the journey with having a cock is first it must make you feel very, very weak. Since you're not actually so familiar with handling it while it's, you know. Hard. Leaking. Wanting. Watching porn and thinking of the 500 things you would do to Yashiro can be cool, like, you can feel so aggrandized and powerful in your head, and telling yourself all the crazy things you'd say.. but, like, I think in practice, twitching and huffing and whining when brushed up against feels so feeble. It doesn't feel, hot and cool and sexy. And I think of Amane as being able to premeditate as much, and avoidant of bringing it out even, earlier on. I really do like to think of "hard mode" starts to runs, where you can't even brush your hands against his belt without him pulling his hips away and redirecting. Sex is ONLY under the context of doing things to Yashiro him self, and Tsukasa is extremely limited and allowed only to hold her in place or stoke things via dialogue… if Amane is benevolent, that day.

But ah, you know, I was thinking specifically about Nene's brand of thirstiness, and I realize I really want something like this to wear away at her brain. She has to deal with being so… in anticipation… for cock, specifically, that she feels a little cucked to not even get to look at it… Nene is not like Tsukasa, she can feel impatience and pointed desire. She has to confront that she has been waiting for so long to touch a guy herself. Want it. Need it! … like ah, at first, it's easy to be overwhelmed that Hanako-kun is touching her at all, and I think her goodgirl bones & desire to be convenient tell her to appreciate it. It's lucky he is even touching her [gets reduced] … for a while, this is the case, and well, like. I mean it feels good, it does. But eventually just starting to feel like mrrhghh… but… It's like a hot beacon in the corner of her eye sometimes.. Tented black fabric of slacks… Not fair…

Just thinking about a girl really having to baste in cockthirst, and have an impulse to just cup hand over it one day, and feeling it tense & jump under her hand. Feel dizzy from that -- but Hanako grabs her wrist like he is fighting for his life suddenly, and I think Nene feels like. About to cry. Like, ah I know I know, it's not… allowed. hghhrg…. [internally, boiling] BUT WHY… BUT- BUT YOU'RE A PERVERT.. BUT AREN'T YOU… BUT DON'T YOU WANT TO… YOU DON'T WANT ME TO ?? TOUCH IT ?????? … like starting to get, like 😭 what is the POINT OF A BOYFRIEND!!!!!! KSDJGFK

つ：in early situations I imagine Nene unfortunately has a simple "he's…. generous…" sort of feeling about how servicing Hanako is, feeling spoiled, lavishing under the obsessive and pornographic attention-- Hanako can even feel 'indulgent' and 'needy' in his own way while touching her, so it -feels- at first like a kind of shared vulnerability in some sense. but over time you have to realize he's holding something else back and it's not exactly a matter of 'most generous lover in the world needs not you to touch him' but that he's just, ah, protecting himself.

and he's just doing the physical equivalent of not talking about his feelings. it takes a long time to process that though. for a long time i think it's just a weird feeling in the back of her head.

I'm sure Hanako even benefits at times from FRAMING it with a word or two as if it's generosity, like, don't worry, no need, it's about you, shhh….

it works for a while, but he'll shatter the illusion some day with flinching too protectively and he won't be able to play it off enough for her to forget about it

あ：On paper, it can just feel like she's allowed to be a pillow queen, and um, girls… girls would like, love to be in her position, right-? it's… it's lucky… she's lucky. Ah, poor Nene, she's going to have to cross that bizarre threshold of being confused about wanting more, she's so used to the mindset of "if i could have anything-!!" … it almost feels like, illogical to question the circumstance

It's tricky you know. especially when it DOES feel good… you both are attracted to one another and enjoying what is happening-?

You'd be stupid to say Hanako doesn't love to lick your pussy. right ._.

つ：if only Tsukasa could be a bro and make a point to her by reaching HIS hand towards it for one second and Amane would so violently lurch to stop him without any of the pretenses he offers yashiro and look terrified and then have no recourse for explaining that

あ：... but this is why Tsukasa is vital backup

つ：would just throw tsukasa's hand away and huff and angrily get back to sex

あ：Protective and defensive, like he be! Tsukasa in the room is just like a dousing rod feeling the cumulative energy of Nene's yearning and Amane's avoidance and apprehension Everyone's psychic waves are hitting him

つ：the desires in this room! foo-wee

あ：[fans self]

Amane grasps Tsukasa's wrist like he is for real stopping a wild bear You really need Tsukasa in the room to help contextualize things….

つ：Tsukasa gently says gomen ne. and recedes his hand gently and moves back to holding yashiro in place for him. squeezes yashiro's middle as a communication to her like mm.. you see that?

あ：Something's going on here… Girlie to girlie communication

Something to maybe confer with Tsukasa later on her own… Like. Ah Tsukasa is just a safe place to field the raw insecurity and doubt, of like, it's not that he doesn't want to right…?

つ：oh! he wants to

あ：How validating but frustrating to hear. like well… YEAH….!!! BUT……… OOGH.. Wants to.. but won't let us…

つ：its also peeling for nene at least. its why its doubly hard to deal with. its hard to be honest about. wanting cock. want to see it smell it touch it taste it. mmmmm takes a long time to be able to talk about that even to tsukasa

あ：This is the part where there is no honor

つ：YOU can try to frame it protectively as like.. you feel bad/selfish only receiving attention, its only right to give it.. but tsukasa will tilt his head and smile at you and you knooow its not gonna work on him

and be like . chigau… thats not. right. i know.. its not. thats-- its like what he's doing , isn't it trying to say something another way…. to get away with it….

あ：^^ ………… nene-chan is smart to see how it's the same

つ：she's been around this world of hanako's, too much

あ：God one always feels bad for Nene, it feels like the journey intrinsically requires her to feel mindbroken and end up crying a lil fkdsgjhdghhg like tsukasa-kun [wails] I WANT IT

つ：ah but the convo is gonna reach the funniest moment, nene will be like this when she realizes wait. does tsukasa also want to suck off hanako

あ：A girl needs someone to pet her hair while this kinda stuff happens

what the. wait a minute

つ：hes going to be petting her and being so like amane is stubborn~ and he's not thinking about it either. theres gonna be a nice moment at least where nene is like…………….

tsukasa-kun………………………… would you like to..do that sort of thing… to Hanako-kun.. too?

and he's going to be staring blankly like he hasn't earnestly thought about it looks around

あ：the moe

つ：nene like…………… [it feels like he's processing something new, actually]………. [tsukasa-kun………….] but it helps her feel like slightly less of 'the child in the room'

あ：>Wants to.. but won't let us…

i actually thought it'd be cute if nene worded it like, "he wont let us…" due to tsukasa getting his hand smacked from touching him earlier, but that tsukasa just regards this wordlessly, internally like ?? us-? :)? hm well anyways

In his mind he was just showing you something. but not like. but he was never gonna, like… you know.

emptyheaded lil guy staring blankly like he has learned new colors existed

I feel like spiritually Tsukasa is always easily brought back to the "amane would be happier without me" mindset of little red house boy. like ah well it would be nice but he doesnt want that from me, this is about nene

つ：its like. i need to be a big girl…. Tsukasa-kun is disadvantaged, too….. I already felt unease about how he's more of a support character (in RPG terms….)… but I assumed at least kindof that it was OK, he doesn't seem like he wants anything….

nene needs tobe brave and be like

m . don't you. uhhm. [gets quiet] tsukasa-kun. uhm. don't you want to know. what it . . t. [SQUEEZES EYES SHUT] tastes like. he's like wow. blink! wow

あ：[brain buzzes] taste…

つ：looks down though but is just like hehe… ah. amane wouldn't want me to….. [twiddles fingers] nene angrily: TO HELL WITH ''AMANE''

あ：whoa-!

つ：HE'S ALWAYS DOING WHATEVER HE WANTS TO US, WITH US-- ! BUT-- BUT WHAT ABOUT WHAT WE WANT !? MAYBE-- EVEN IF HE DIDN'T LIKE IT-- HE COULD JUST SIT AND TAKE IT FOR A MINUTE! FOR OUR SAKES…..!!!

CLASPS TSUKASA'S HANDS WE NEED TO WORK TOGETHER! WE NEED TO STOP LETTING HANAKO-KUN CONTROL THE PACE!!!

if he doesn't like it, he can be abig boy and TELL US! he can't be-- shoving our hands away, like a, picky, toddler!!! its not fair!!!

あ：In moments like these I imagine it's such a 50/50 split of Tsukasa being like wow nene-chan is so impassioned wow… [feeling her desires, feeling how they would be fun] but like intermediately she says words that kinda are like butter and distract him in the middle of it like . amane control . picky toddler. these things make me🤤

つ：awe but i like that💔

あ：like you ARE trying to give a rallying speech to a slave [finger in mouth] duhhh i dunno…

つ：takes a moment. breathes mmmmm. …………….. I think this has to be up to Nene-chan…..❤️

あ：i think tsukasa has enough wisdom stat though to be like. [through the haze] but amane IS bound to simply deny himself what he really wants if we do EVvverything his way. i will support you👍 like well it wouldnt like mess him up forever to get kinda molested by nene :3

つ：he's able to think 'its not fair' but only in the framing 'for amane to not let himself have what he wants'

if Nene-chan wants to be more forceful………….. [breathing very close to her] I will support Nene-chan, when the time comes. she shivers. like ah wait gmhnr what are we

あ：a moment of what are we. as is necessary, in these times

つ：she's hypnotized a lil though. its like o. okay……

i think that when the time comes it willl be more comedic than anything at first. for a second it will be like. nene will not be able to do it gracefully. it will be like. nnn… [quietly] nnn.. hanako: mmm~ whats that… Yashiro…. [purring] a request….? NNN… NOW, TSUKASA-KUN its like suddenly flung to the floor w tsukasa's chimp strength

あ：it's like FJKSDHGF??!/ she like. she straddles you like a madwoman

つ：panting. TSUKASA-KUN AND I…. WANT TO DO SOMETHING, HANAKO-KUN! hanako looking at tsukasa like betrayed WHAT'S SHE TALKING ABOUT????

あ：imagine tsukasa just looking down like [eyes squinted] like teehee

つ：he has god's power so you know. i think it really can be like holds you down w one arm behind ur back. reaches forward to unbuckle belt for nene

あ：The wildcard stat is always that tsukasa is more crazy externally OP

つ：the 1 moment hanako is like why do i have a seal on me i need to not. i gotta not

あ：yes

つ：gomen-ne, Amane…. [darkly, in ear] I promised nene-chan I'd help her, with what she wants….. she really, really wants something. [smiles up at her pleasantly]❤️

あ：Why don't we watch and see what she'll do-?

つ：nene insane mode. grabbing both her hands around the tent like she's possessed eyes spiraling

あ：thinking about your girl's crazy jerkoff strength hands what a . like YELPS

つ：stares at it just tented and squeezing it in hands like its really here right here… i can do . it he'll likeit though he's a BOY!!! he has to [angrily] he has to like it of course he will!!!!

あ：OF COURSE HE'LL LIKE IT!!1

つ：THATS THE PROBLEM if anything it has to be

unbuttoning. unzipping. tsukasa hearing the noises experiences an odd… nostalgia. its been a while, really… since hearing amane dress down…. it's naturally something that evokes the past-- just changing in the same room together….

あ：It's actually probably immediately, somewhat satisfying that Hanako was like, in the middle of saying something in rebuttal, in an annoyed/frustrated tone, only to cut off into a choked, higher sound as she grabs at it. like already, that's… new. hyeah

Indeed though… it's been so long. Tsukasa would even specifically be familiar with this uniform being taken off. like… same as it ever was

As panic sets in, I think Hanako starts to sound more overtly distressed, like. The reality of how no one is backing out, is hitting him. Thought you could clip Tsukasa to let go, thought Nene could feel guilty and embarrassed. But feeling the material all shuff and move away, she's over there panting above it like a maniac. alarming!!

Devolve into being like , "Y. Yashiro." swallows. "Come on, I said it wasn't necessary. What's with you.." dodgy hips pulling away, trying to lift a leg up to tuck in and cover self Jostles her

but you know, uncontrollably tries to be mean, like. "What, you're telling me YOU'RE the type to not listen when someone says 'no'?" the crazy noncon murdered his brother guy in here saying this

つ：Tsukasa, to Nene-chan: ah, he's being mean [not talking to Amane directly] Nene: h. he is. its like EH???

あ：like wtf i'm right here [gets objectified for 1 second] wtf treating me like i'm not a person

つ：Hanako-kun….. I. Want to. [closes eyes] I want to. To do it. Really badly!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! I'M TIRED OF BEING HELD AT BAY! Its. its selfish. I know! it is! BUT I THINK I CAN BE SELFISH ONCE!!!! I won't do it again, if you hate it so much!

あ：spiritually tsuaksa seal clapping over amane getting called selfish i think its always like AHUHA yeah

つ：I'll-- [kindof… getting dizzy thinking this, and also knowing it will effect hanako who is possessive] I'll never get to do it… if you don't let me. If you won't let something happen… then…. isn't it my only chance to feel. something

Tsukasa being a wild card: or maybe she'd do it to me [EVERYONE SPITTAKES AND TURNS TO TSUKASA] I have one too, after all Nene-chan likes that part of the body. [being a simple kid] Amane would rather it be himself, right?

あ：at first mutually becoming dizzy. feels like a weight is dropped on his chest. NOT ready to hear Yashiro be so overtly desperate and also talk about this… but omg LOOKS UP AT TSUKASA

つ：Nene-chan's first taste. [nene: he said taste… no, tsukasa, please… i'm trying to not talk about the blowjob]

あ：WHAT IS THIS,A THREAT

つ：it's made her really crazy. This is already really out of character for Nene-chan! the word taste can hit hanako's brain at a delay

あ：He's got such whiplash at everything he's not really like. processing what the full implications are

going from like ohh she wants my cock.t o like wtf WHAT ARE YOU IMPLYING??/

つ：[nene, shaking, trying not to turn to dust] [understanding undermining hanako's possessiveness is a good tactic but is dying] r. right.

m . maybe I would. do anything. [weird moment with tsukasa, it's funny] rly funny but like Hanako is the: DON'T just jerk eachother off

あ：You're stoking the Hanako that is like. URGHHFHG MY WHORE GIRLFRIEND THINKIGN ABOUT OTHER GUYS

oh so you're just going to grab my little brother's cock if i don't put out. WHAT KIDN OF WORLD!! you're gonna hear his shoes scraping the ground from kicking angry horse

つ：gets it out into the open air. Tsukasa again is like… natsukashii I do remember that thang distantly…

あ：like a dream a dream i once knew

つ：[hanako hearing tsukasa and nene inhale]

あ：it's good actually if hanako is trapped in the whacky shack really. becomes completely stiff

"Alright… alright alright alright, okay, fine, can we just. Get it over with." "If you need it so badly."

つ：nene gets electrocuted to hear this its like. green means go swallows it

あ：oh once again like You really- [CHOKES] .. i think its really like, KNOCKS HEAD BACK INTO TSUKASA

つ：oofs

あ：immediately panicked breathing. like he's hyperventilating. trying to kick and pull away. despite what he said… it's like, the sheer panic to the intensity, means he really twists and pulls out of her mouth

つ：popppp scrabbles and grabs with hand

for Nene…. ah its all become raw impulse gklfgj no more thoughts HAD IT IN MOUTH WANT IT IN MOUTH!!!!!! FEELING REFRESHINGLY LIKE--SEXUAL!!! hot. cccock. sexy. in

Tsukasa's eyebrows are a little floating off of his head, not quickly but slowly

あ：Hanako is not really to feel… genuinely assaulted… It's rawwww such raw sensations. it makes being touched through pants feel like it was paltry little flirting grazes…

つ：tsukasa reaches forward, and presses a hand down into Amane's pelvis area, to try to anchor him down, palm splayed…

nice webbing of thumb and pointer framing base of cock, more or less, though he's leaving plenty of room for nene, they barely graze one another.

あ：Necessary, otherwise he'd really be twisting and pulling back a lot

つ：Nene's little brain becomes only the goal of making Hanako come. getting to the. finish line. I WANT

あ：we got this far

つ：I like the idea of Hanako starting to plead tsukasa and manipulate to tsukasa's slave brain nature lol…. like, Tsukasa-- TsuSkaasa yy, you-- listenn--! you listen to me--!!! HISSINGGG

あ：Underhanded… but I think Amane is also just, like sincerely feeling like, THIS ISN'T FAIR… i tell tsukasa what to do…

つ：you do what I say, you're….. [can't bring self to say 'you are mine' though…] [which is a weakness, maybe if you could say it so directly he'd give in]

あ：[huffing air through teeth, ungracefully] You know.. you know-!! how it works [cough] mm but you like this all happening while the blowjob is starting to really deteriorate faculties. slurs. blinks out of sync

つ：his last ditch effort really trying to use your big brother voice on tsukasa… sound angry with him

tsukasa leans down…. again says sorry…. but… …. [whispering just to him] I can tell….you like it. aren't you glad it's happening, Amane….

releases some of the pressure on pelvis… moves hand towards Nene, gently strokes her cheek with his thumb, stokes her to open her pleading little eyes wet and determined… so admirable

あ：I think you finally get Amane to just have brows pinched, looking miserable… in that way that's clear he does like it and knows he does. staring up at tsukasa and then eyes shifting down to where yashiro is, naturally drawn by the movement of tsukasa's hand. feel struck at the sight of her… Ugh

to not be able to see your own cock because it is enveloped in a mouth… instead, looking down at her face nestled flush against… huuurts. can't squeeze eyes shut fast enough, to hide them rolling back into skull

rambling in his mind like stupid sexy… stupid…. what kind of girl does this… force a blowjob-?? insane. since when. can't be happy just getting fingered-? need to suck my cock. need it so bad you do THOS?? crazy fjsdjghdfj whore lskfdghfj d what kind of girl… have to smell it-? need "a taste"… GGGODD

つ：letting the fetish truly sink in. SHE JUST WANTED IT SO BADLY!!! becomes violently narcissistic

あ：finally… roll hips a lil the freed up room from tsukasa moving his hand…

つ：Tsukasa nuzzles Nene is like TT____TT he moved…… into it…… [angelic choir] [starts tearing up] finally thinking: I don't want to do it only once…. TT___TT

あ：feel awareness of self occupying her mouth… ugh…

つ：I want to do it over and. overrrrr every day after class… please wish he could become addicted to it--!!!!

maybe he was holding back cuz it'll drive him crazy [getting fetishistic] [whore brain]

あ：Wish it could feel so good… that he wouldn't… that he COUDLN'T give it up…

once again tsukasa feeling the psychic waves coming off of you two I think you could break hanako though once we're this far. once he's starting to sink into the divine ego of it all.

つ：tsukasa pets nene…..

あ：want to reach down to rest a hand on her head finally, too

つ：hanako wiggling but, differently wanting to free a hand… tsukasa would be like … ! hmmm… allows…..

あ：It's like sigh… i may not have liked how we got here. but. it's a blowjob. Not trying to make Yashiro feel rejected here it's already happening so i might as well get to feel the motion thread through her hair…

つ：Tsukasa will settle into just arms around shoulders and nuzzling amane enjoying the vibes.. mmm I did good Amane is having fun❤️

あ：Nonconsensually has become a king resting in his throne what can be said. all makes your dick feel good.

つ：finally sit up at length…..

あ：Uehh but you want moments like this to be like… sex is special, it really makes you capitulate to your desires more urgently and wholly than you normally would. it's like rhghh well. well. WELL!

つ：if you want it so badly……

i like sitting up 'cuz it makes him loom over her, finally taking control back in the situation tsukasa hanging off of you, not over you… nene under you, not over you.

あ：readjusting… take a deep breath. exhale

つ：poor desperate girl….. mmm. have to pity her….

あ：I like to think it fluidly shifts into grasping her jaw and like.. adjusting the pace, directing her to slow for a second… but it's not like it's stopping, just taking the reins. moving in and out of her mouth willfully Pity indeed… like it finally loads in

つ：poor nene is clearly so relieved to see hanako becoming agreeable…. its like ahh.. she didn't want to force it, now did she…. she does want to be good…. she just got so desperate

あ：Such a needy little thing. sigh…

つ：and so agreeable to just once….. maybe a fine time to sigh and drag her a little… like "just once…. won't be enough, will it….? I can tell…"

"you're. already thinking about doing it all the time, aren't you…?" the response is like he read her mind and she ducks back to her task…. iiieiiiiei…..

あ：drinks it in. "Ahhh, that bad, hm…" "I should've known. It's, the kind of girl you are, isn't it, Yashiro." punctuating it with shoving forward, more firmly… sinks to the base closes eyes, winces. mhh.

つ：Hanako's new mission: i've gotta get so freaking good at controlling the . moans i gotta. meditate in a cave

あ：it's a gd test

つ：it WAS cowardly to just run from it…. I just need… endurance.

あ：It's hard to juggle talking and moving, in reality… if you try and pick up the pace, you're gonna stutter and cut off into a moan or whine. sooo difficult to hear self like that egh… the hard part.

つ：must tactically speak… and pause… hoold tongue mm tsukasa toussles nene's hair affectionately with both hands for a second……

…. then moves her head over Hanako's cock kinda… absent-mindedly. for a second some pressure…. up, down…. but just for a stroke or two. then quietly recedes

something for Nene to notice happened…. Tsukasa himself is like oh what am I doing ? idk

あ：oh well.

つ：looks on blankly its fun to watch woo

あ：i think hanako should leak pre in this moment like conspicuously just something to make nene feel like, a little crazy you really like get a taste

つ：its like. concurrent things to note. it also sorta shakes her around to get serious like AH w, wait the, finishline,,, so close

あ：Hm the wax and wane of it all… I think Hanako will have settled for a moment and been leaning into it all, but getting closer to finishing is like ah, wavers… looks like he's struggling to keep his eyes focused, gets all twitchy. slumps a bit. it FEELS so egregious when you can no longer talk clearly rly, when you've been keeping up dialogue, it's embarr. [covers mouth with a hand]

つ：want to learn how to come cooler but its so wmmarnwarm mouth good

あ：gotta work on that. feeling all jittery

つ：stamps foot. feels stupid twitch twitch fidget jitterrrrr

あ：Oh at this point I think Tsukasa is really like [stare.] but thankfully i dont think Hanako can observe this meaningfully now this is new

つ：and his little brain thinking mmmfmng… ffffin her mmmmouth. gknh.. amane losing his cool brain aaouh girl tsukasa excited to see new movements. spellbound

あ：but also for nene it is like. I WANNA SEE WHAT ITS LIKE WHEN HE COMES…. ;;;; ><….

つ：I do think a good step 1 after this IS nene just offering tsukasa to like…. hold her, face , while she does it…. like being brave w him privately like.. [puts his hands on her cheeks] you…. liked. uhm when we were… doing that…. you seemed to like. holding, like this…. …. so you can if you want…. … its only fair….

あ：twirls hair

つ：it only happened because of you…. if its fun…. you should, do it, then….. Tsukasa is like…. that was fun it would be fun…. okay…. staring. the synchronicity of tsukasa and nene doing this is going to fuck up hanako he's going to be afraid

あ：observing tsukasa when he gets a little [tumbleweed] must rly be interesting

つ：stop.. working together

あ：you need to stop conspiring [comes faster] [but hates this]

つ：staring at tsukasa's hands on yashiro's face is like. mmgm no… not. not two great tastes that taste great together i do not want this NO strawberry and cheese!!!!

あ：stop making me taste the strawberry and the cheese i dont think they should taste good together

but oh it must feel nice for nene. to just get held through it all and you feel like you're sharing something with tsukasa

つ：but tsukasa's hands being there makes you feel subconsciously more like just rutting face and its a moment of [catches self being more. facefucking] nnggh no [slows down. calms] not-- because.. of any reason, no if i do it like that i want to do it to make nene feel like a whore it cant be subconcious response. no i wont let it

あ：it should be a decision it shouldnt just happen to me

i always feel like this 'phase' should be the peak like. being unable to stop tsukasa before he does something innocently. like ah, tsukasa watching nene's hand wrapped around the base of cock, and looping his fingers around for a sec too. at times, to be helpful, angle something. the sort of stuff you can't even always notice until you've already pushed into it fervidly multiple times. again, cock makes you feel weak and able to be manipulated ww stop making me enjoy this

つ：Tsukasa is truly just not thinking hard about the impulses coming out of himself its like. me halp

nene truly is in her state of peak what are. we lol? also. what are you and hanako… i dont know would hanako-kun like it… if tsukasa-kun…..? -just doesn't know-

letting him be there at all is weird but it's always another thing entirely to… you know… Nene is familiar with porno rules. the balls don't touch etc you can have two guys and a girl and a reasonable distance

あ：Right. but well tsukasa-kun himself is… um, not afraid to think about this stuff. he likes it. so… what could hanako-kun feel…?

Though if only she could really press her brain one day and think about what Hanako does already permit. and think, like ahm. well. i guess guys in porno, don't, like, lay against the other guy and get held and nuzzled in the face. while they get stuff done

つ：briefly: what would I feel. that is my uh… boy… friend … ? [wind blowing thru head]

I guess it just doesn't… bother me. it's just tsukasa-kun…. that's his brother so, they're as close as they're going to be….

…..but …. [squeezing pea] like….. what is it…. it wouldn't be, NTR, or something…. right would I start feeling weird if Tsukasa-kun took the reigns…

あ：Really so much to ask yourself. would i feel like-? something was being taken from me-? ._.

つ：[simulates tsukasa blowing hanako] [brain flips upside down inside of skull] I uh. I don't… I don't know. how it would feel. laying in bed. Or do I

あ：Get 1000 yard stare feeding black canyon

つ：nooooo… enough of the running from anything and forming indirect thoughts….! slaps cheeks yus. going thru ur little chores

あ：But you're finally at this point liek mgh… come on girl THINK IT

つ：think it sooo hard fully form the thought. sits on corner of bed

あ：imagine Tsukasa-kun really doing it okay. and, imagine if Hanako-kun lovedi t

つ：[distant shot of her sitting on corner of bed] [zoom in with zoom lines but no change in expression] I'M HORNY

あ：welcome. to the mindfuck

つ：opens eyes and looks at floor good job nene. you're being a big girl. rn. that was a hard thought. girl [to self]

あ：A lot of other girls. Couldn't think about their boyfr.en like this

つ：it's quite taboo….. on a few levels. both infidelity (in a sense…) and….. you know. [incest]

あ：I'm uniquely mature.

Able to think about these all.

つ：these topics, they're a lot for anyone. it's good I'm not completely freaking out.

well, if Hanako-kun wanted, I would ……………………………….. be willing to sh…are…….. [sits up straight] NO, NO NO NO! STOP THINKING OF IT AS A FAVOR TO OTHERS! WE'RE PAST IT! PAST THE PHASE OF THAT! FOR REAL! ………………………………… but then what …. …..

あ：._.

つ：do I just … do I say I want to . see it for . . myself …. thats a little much

あ：Hm. Somehow… I have a feeling that it wouldn't go well, if I said it like that.

つ：it doesn't seem good either. to want your boyfriend to have sex with his . brother. for. your own pleasure. also-- thats not, entirely it? o-okay, I need to walk it back actually… maybe its OK to a little want it for Hanako-kun….. and Tsukasa-kun? Well, mostly Tsukasa-kun

あ：maybe it can just be for all of us !?

つ：it's more like, an accessory detail, really that I might be into it. it's-- a side perk. I mean, it's good I'm not…. not into it

あ：Of course, I just want them to be happy. that's the truth [writes a poem]

つ：fkldskg i must express myself you have to like lay in bed and intrusively think about being like a sexual harpy like mmmgggh fuck eachother for meeee

あ：nene-sama commands it

つ：Hanako like. trying to be like creepy and you just clipping him. get to it BROCON

あ：a fantasy where, like, it's YOUR turn to be like "i KNOWWW you want to"

oh but you know i'd love to envision an insane run where nene just is like do this for me thats new like. what if we applied everything we learned just be forward

つ：she needs to just like, jerk off tonight about this so hard and then lay starfish on the bed like OKAY

あ：>__O what's the worse that could happen Hanako-kun will say no, or make fun of me? ……………. that already happens.

つ：hanako-kun already laughs at me and makes fun of me

unfortunately there's no punishment hanako-kun should think about this stuff before he belittles me for nothing. i'm like a poorly trained dog.

this is a funny circumstance bc tsukasa will also be like jaw dropped like ?!?!!? NENE-CHAN? whoa!

あ：[pointing kid from IZ]

つ：to be like… Hanako-kun….. I…. want something… I want you to………………………. do something…. different…… if you don't want to. you can make fun of me. I don't care. [no eyes] [shockingly still and stern]

Hanako would be so👂🖐️

あ：like lmao??/ whatcha got for me queen

Literally puts hand to ear and leans in

つ：his mind is thumbing thru pornhub titles fetishes things she might be into, probability wise the kind of girl she is

あ：want me to spit on her? spank her? smack her?

つ：I….. I want. To see…………………. you………………………………………………. [Tsukasa is also floating by, leaning in]

you. ANDTSUKASA-KUN FOOL AROUND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [SUDDENLY SHOUTING] [sonic blast] [epicenter]

WHATEVER YOU WANT!!!! H. HANDJOBS???? B, BLOW, BLOWJOBS???? N-N-NECKING??? TONGUE??? [insane] WHATEVER YOU WANT TO DO!!!!!!! THE TWO OF YOU!!!! I'LL WATCH

Tsukasa's tiniest needle eyes hair blown back tooo everyone's ears are ringing. the silence. nene just fists to side. breathing.

あ：there's like blood running down hanako'[s ears

つ：hes gonna black out his little brain is like hearing it echoing handjobs? blowjobs? necking? tongue? fool around. fool around

あ：It's really like. looks at her. LOOKS AT TSUKASA? LOOKS AT HER. you PRANKING ME ?

つ：tsukasa is also doubletaking but like you're both clearly so clueless tsukasa. like i had no idea this was anything. mentally. whoa.

あ：he's having his own version of repeating things, but slower. tongue..........................

つ：fool around ........

あ：This really should be such a cray move that Hanako cannot actually say anything for a good min

つ：you've stunned the boys to silence

あ：you killed him. for asec. you're not speaking human language it's almost like. how can i address this. i can't

つ：you're not ready for any of this.

あ：what could i possibly say [quietly floats further from tsukasa] [backs up]

つ：tsukasa looks at that looks at nene. who is just like staring at the ground. also silent. she's just a stone. she's very ready for anything…. you can feel her holding so much in. just letting this pass over everyone in the room as it will….

"so brave, nene-chan…" tsukasa finally says….. "you really think about that?" she nods "you would like it?" nods. "why?" flinches

あ：[hanako's pupils focus] [center of eye] [looks]

つ：Nene's little brain… struggling. a childish question…. honestly, she doesn't quite entirely know them all…. so well…. the reasons. but why not be the most mockable, first? isn't it what hanako wants to say? "It. Would be hot."

"I thought about it, and, that I'd want to see it. A. And." swallows…. "maybe. if you'd like to do it, that'd be nice. For. All three of us." "If it was-- if it was-- if-- if you'd ever, second-guess doing it, because I'm here. I want you to know, to not do that." "I won't be jealous. Or. Feel. Ch. cheated on? uhm.." getting slightly awkward

"I mean, I won't feel weirdly about it…… in that way…." "so, now or later, if you ever wanted to.." [getting weaker] "if you did anything, you wouldn't have to worry…… about my response……." "if you know where I stand….."

あ：I do think internally, Hanako is like 'HOT'? YOU'RE ASKING, BECAUSE IT WOULD BE HOT. but tongue still is lead. just stares incredulously… I think Nene seems to be moving at such a faster pace, she's talking faster than he can scrape his braincells together to reply. just reeling.

つ：Tsukasa drinks in the reply, it's so interesting.. "Really? You wouldn't be jealous?" shakes head he's just like wow most people are. two-timing is bad you know "Nene-chan is into two-timing?" "IT'S NOT REALLY-- I mean, it doesn't feel like that…. !" getting a little tweedle dee tweedle dum while hanako loads

"Th-that's what I'm saying really, it wouldn't feel like … uhm… a breech, or something…."

Tsukasa glances at Amane, but without intent for eye contact… just to try to read his expression a little, out of corner of eye..

"Just. Think of me as a. A. Stupid, girl into that kind of thing….." trying to preempt the mockery aloud… "s-so, if nobody wants to, it's just funny, okay…..?"

あ：Indeed really like. having the babiest conversation suddenly. hanako inhales and rubs his face, pushes back bangs and hat for a sec. Feels like he's getting too hot in his jacket and everything, tugs collar.

The childishness they're both exuding suddenly makes him feel like, okay. [big brother mode] break it up… but Nene's preempting is like mmhh well. you understand that much

"Okay, okay okay, calm down…" closes eyes. a long inhale. but…. he's really not as put-together as he'd like, feels his mouth twitching at the corners. Trying to move past this procedurally, not make Yashiro cry… "I get it, you have a 'thing' for it. I know people are into… twins, is that it-? -- well, whatever, it's. I mean, it's nice of you to offer, to not be jealous." condescending. "But, that's not how it is. Between us." [gesturing back and forth between him and tsukasa]

つ：Tsukasa feels: ah. but gracefully and seamlessly

あ："We wouldn't 'like that'."

つ：Nene looks at Hanako, feeling small.. fleetingly. its fine though…. but, looks at Tsukasa, kinda sadly….? Tsukasa smiles at her but doesn't say anything……. Nene squints at him… twists her mouth….

あ：[reclines in the air, crosses leg]

つ：At length, Nene finally says…. "…. you said We…….. but…………. don't you mean…. you……? wouldn't like it…."

あ：... ? arguing with me. why. cracks eye open at

つ：sortof feeling like. mm… I mean obviously….ah… uhm….. "Tsukasa-kun……. you would like it…. wouldn't you?"

Tsukasa keeps smiling at her…. ahh what a funny position to be in….! Ahhh…. hmmm! mmm….

あ："I meant we." stubborn "You're just projecting onto Tsukasa."

つ：Nene keeps looking at Tsukasa. Like…. mm… I'm not-- ????! Tsukasa is like whuh. whoa! conversation….. uhmm…. but just twiddles his fingers like a toddler… "I don't need anything…." like heehee awwuuuu me? little ol me

あ：…………….. wait that's not the reply i wanted. tilts head

つ：it's hard for Nene to place the-- mmmgghh--! like… rrurghh its not… mmm "I'm… not projecting….! It's-- it's so rare for Tsukasa-kun to-- (sorry) show a new feeling, and so-- so I notice when he… does! I've….seen him……" "look….. at you……"

あ：really don't like to hear that. like, don't be gay turns head. "He's always looking at me."

つ：Nene holds Tsukasa's hand. IGNORES YOU

あ："It's nothing new."

つ："Tsukasa-kun……. you…. want to do what I do sometimes, don't you…..?" [does not have a mouth now] feeling like a pet asked to misbehave. dont you wanna go apeshit dont you wanna chew amane's shoes. well

あ：hruu hruu… of course we all want to chew shoes…

つ：a very very long pause….. i'm sure hanako isn't even looking and is frustrated by all of this

あ：No he's not observing it up close. he's like whatever. tilts hat over my eyes I already said what I had to

つ：maybe just feels like, ah she's doubling down fsr….. sigh

あ：She just needs to sulk about her idea not being accepted

つ："hai." really small from Tsukasa. but he's like. fingies together "it looks fun…." she's like POINT

あ：THERE IT IS!!!

つ："EXACTLY!!!!" "Tsukasa-kun, you're just always thinking about what Hanako-kun wants!" "uhhuh"

"BUTWHATIFYOUCOULD-- HAVEANYTHING!!" throws hands up in air tsukasa is like… eyes wide. uoh anything puts finger to mouth……

あ：Hanako is feeling like wtf i looked away for 1 second whats going on

つ："ah, but Amane doesn't want to" "HE DIDN'T WANT THE OTHER STUFF EITHER-- OR HE SAID--!" devil horns "we can't trust him always! I-- mean. Maybe this is a little far." "-- BUT also most people would say its ALREADY PRETTY FAR, so"

あ：

つ："--ANYWAY-- TSUKASA-KUN!" "HAI" "YOU WANT IT!!" "HAI." "do you want anything in particular!??!?!" long long pause………………………………………………………………………………………. "chu." "…chu…….?"

あ：this is going to make nene like weep 💔nooo

つ：falls to the ground hands to the floor "chu…………………………." he really just said chu…… my soul is leaving my body…..

あ：It's like ah. The soft "hai" from Tsukasa finally admitting he would likey, like kinda fails to load into hanako. and then they're off to the races and rambling and he's like staggering to catch up, hey hey hey… but once nene is like WE CANT TRUST HIM i think he really freezes and becomes a little statue. like whatre you saying 😭 wait was starting to stammer like chotto matte

つ：he's gone to them theyre in their bubble "Tsukasa-kun, you have to want more than 'chu'…… I can't handle that meek of a desire, actually….." shaking on her arms

あ：but you know I think the truth of Hanako in such a situation, is that, he would rather make sweeping statements about him and tsukasa mutually being 'fixed'… Our relationship is what it always was, we're just brothers. if you think you see something, you're imagining it, or projecting. tsukasa is just weird, he's clingy, he just likes to be here, but it doesn't change anything. he's "just" my little brother

if we so clearly establish Tsukasa. wants. things. it puts him in a position to. REJECT? him. and it's like n i don i dont like that either

つ：Dont like to make choices

あ：it feels cruel, like why did you just set me up to "turn down" tsukasa this is…. illogical i shouldnt have to

つ：Tsukasa meanwhile already just feels turned down and he simply is graceful of it

getting way too simple about it like: "awe, but Amane doesn't wanna, so….." when nene argues its like g,mfgh "I like to watch, its ok Nene-chan!" confused pat her

あ：Fucking. slides between you two grabs Tsukasa by the shoulders

つ：ouhp oh noes

あ："Tsukasa."

つ：me in trubble nods Im gonna get scolded ouh "hai."

あ：[kinda like. desperate.] "... Yashiro is just getting carried away, right...?"

つ：looks down at Yashiro on teh floor like. little tears coming outta her eyebolls "carried away?"

あ："You don't really want that." continues, pressingly. "Right-? I mean. But why would you, all of a sudden. It's the same as it's always been, right."

つ：oh but the. "Uhhuh" it is the same as its always been. Nene from the floor, strangled: "its…. the same… in that….. " shes dying "you've…………………………………….." "wanted it…………………………………………………………………. the whole. time" rasping "isn't that right. Tsukasa-kun" like its her last words

あ："Okay, this is what I mean, by 'carried away'."

つ："Eh? She's right" Nene collapses onto the floor

あ：you know when griffin is like ahh my bean. and then is liek THE BALLS ARE BACK IN THE ORIGINIAL CUPS [STRANGLED] this is nene

つ：yes. LMGMNMgjg ahhhh steaming on the ground. "It's the same, nothings changed!"

"you and nene-chan are both kinda right?" too casual

あ：You're really hurting his little Amane brain. he understands this part its the same

つ：from the floor: "its that………………… you wanting it…… is the same…………" curled on her side "thats why--" "it doesnt feel different" curling in "to Hanako-kun" shuddering

あ：looks at her looks at you looks at her looks at you

つ："he's used to it. so, used to it," "that he's……………….. BLIND" COUGHS

あ：[arguing] "THAT'S JUST HOW TSUKASA IS"

つ：nene is like i understand everything… ho god the shape of the universe… too big for my brain

あ：don't you tell me about my brother wtf

つ："it is…." rasping

"It is." Tsukasa agrees. like whats going on

あ：[furrows brow] "It. Is." !?!?/ gf f what tf conversation are we having

つ："But if Amane doesn't want something, I don't need it."

Nene dragging herself forwardddd… "Tsukasa-kun… is too used…. to having……… it be what it is……!" cough…. "he cant…" shaking a fist in the air weakly "he can't…. dream…. of more….." Tsukasa touches her fist like a truck would tuch

あ：his little amane brain its just like stop it… youre making it sound like its all on me or something

つ：tfw it is all on amane

あ：what, so its my fault that tsukasa cant have what he wants

つ：master overlord slave the situation. i know i have total ownership but

あ：frowns thinking about him having such a petulant… like ah… slowly relinquishing Tsukasa. and getting reduced, like. "I d. I don't want us to feel. Differently." Helplessly looking around. mrghh. RUFFLES OWN HAIR REALLY FAST takes off hat

つ：tsukasa earnestly: ah handsem mmm… gazes at with little pin eyes as always amane really is feeling stuff rn…. what an interesting day

あ：struggling to word it. like. I'm not……………. trying to… REJECT???????????????????????????? YOU?? you just hate the concept of this being spun like its unrequited

つ：its rough its like mnghr.. but you also dont want. to clarify. that tsukasa wants you. its hard

あ：…. I DIDNT MURDER YOU IN A JEALOUS PASSION TO LIKE… MAKE IT SEEM LIKE I'M SHOOTING YOU DOWN LATER

つ：you dont want to unnecessarily clarify you're not rejecting, if you haven't properly clarified. tsukasa is so into it. but you dont wanna do that ohhh i'll stab you with my knife but we cant. watever seems INSANE

I think a fun wildcard would be tsukasa going "we sorta did stuff once" Nene: "eh"

あ："Eh."

つ："Amane got us sake" "eh"

あ：tilts head

つ："our parents kept it in a cabinet." "we were just role-playing, though." "so it wasn't really me. I was a lady." Nene lifts herself on her palms ???????????????

あ：nene is going to feel so

つ：furrows brow.

あ：opening crawls are supposed to catch you up to speed not make you go Wait run that by me again

つ："Amane was Amane, though....."

あ："Tsukasa what are you... talking about."

つ："you got really sick after it" "you were in bed the next day, whole day" "and, you said we can't have sake again, so we didn't"

あ："N…nnh, wait, I mean. I remember that." brushes past it. "but what do you mean roleplay-?"

touches temple. its like heoughh looks like he's trying to have a psychic vision

つ："what do you mean roleplay." nene sitting up on the floor

あ："I do remember we dug around… for fun, we just wanted to try it. But, it just made me sick, and I couldn't…" SLOWING, FEELING BLOOD FREEZE. "….remember…. anything…."

つ：nene "you don't remember…………………………….."

あ：nene is so extremely in this BL vn

つ："Amane was always looking at those magazines. with the girls" "so I was pretending to be like that" "He wanted to think about girls, after the sake" looking pleasant "it was fun. It was sorta like what you do." "is that fooling around?"

あ：you put amane in SUCH a position. of like. oh mygod i can't be guy who will only do stuff with his brother if he's sloshed and also his brother is pretending to be a girl from a porn mag that's actually a new echelon of creep that i'm not ready for you know its literally this emotion though.

yashiro, no, don't see me like thsi

つ：no. my image

あ：makes brocon seem like small potatoes

つ：Nene though like actually a new kind of sad "….. he pretended you were a girl……" like jfc…. no…. i wanted to feel uplifted "Tsukasa………….kun….." crawls up to grasp at his hakama "I like you just the way you are, okay….?"

あ："-- I WASN'T THINKING CLEARLY! OBVIOUSLY!"

つ：Tsukasa: wow, so many emotions rn

あ："I WAS DRUNK!! AND WE WERE… I DON'T EVEN KNOW-!!"

つ："eeoouuuhh… 10?" "11?"

あ："-- HOW CAN I TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR 10-YEAR-OLD ME" [is 13]

つ："It was fun. It doesn't gotta happen again."

あ："But-- no, ugh… I!!!!!!!!!!!!" [cant even finish the sentence, hand just held up pointing in air] ….. [tries again] "-- Tsukasa doesn't need to be different, or something-!!" "I'm not asking him to be any different-!!! He can be the same forever!!!!!!!!!"

つ："Amane has Nene-chan now, so he doesn't need to pretend with me"

あ：[SCREAMING] "-- THAT'S NOT-!!!"

つ：Nene's "IT CAN'T BE MY FAULT--"

あ："TSUKASA!"

つ：tsukasa: whoa, nobody liked that

"TSUKASA-KUN!" "Nene-chan is a real girl"

あ：[devastated] "I WASN'T JUST PRETENDING WITH YOU BECAUSE YASHIRO WASN'T THERE!!!"

つ："so you don't need sake"

あ："I NEVER NEEDED IT!!!"

つ："but it didn't happen any other time"

Nene like to herself: "I can't, it can't be, me, breaking you two up, no…." "I don't wanna get between…"

あ："N- no, that's not what I was getting at-- I mean, I meant I didn't need it to do that, I didn't take it to do that, it just. Happened, I guess! But we. You remember-!! We were just, curious what it did."

つ：nods, nods

あ：[eyes spiraling] "but it's not like I need you to pretend to be a girl for me or something, you're. You're always you." sputters. "Look, this conversation is, crazy-- you're both crazy-- I never said it'd be gross-!"

"I JUST. WAS SAYING. IT'S NOT OUR RELATIONSHIP."

つ：Nene snapping out of it to listen to that. little electricity

"Yeah, it's not." flatly. no emphasis. tsukasa says. "I'm Amane's twin brother!"

あ：[feeling soothed] "That's right…" [pets head…]

つ：mmmm… enjoys. leans into mmmm

あ："You'll always be that. Okay."

つ：Nene, frustrated on the floor: "no. you can't start it all back over!" "after all of that!!!"

あ："You-!!"

つ：POINTS "TSUKASA-KUN! YOU DID SAY YOU WANTED MORE!!! YOU SAID YOU WANTED TO KISS!" "AND YOU LIKED BEING A GIRL FOR AMANE!!! You don't know it, but you're TRAPPED in the role of 'brother'!!"

"YOU THINk that because Amane has me, a real girl, now, that he'd have no reason to want you, in that way!" "… THAT'S SAD! RIGHT? THAT'S TOTALLY SAD….!"

"so you'll just be his brother forever, while I get to be his girl, 'cuz I'm a girl and not his brother" sounding insane

あ：hanako is like 😭!? AND??!?@wtGKF,DKLF;SD'

つ："And I get to do all of the girl stuff"

あ："WHAT, ARE YOU GOING TO SAY YOU WANT TO DO THE BROTHER STUFF NEXT."

つ："IF I HAD TO:!!??!" doesnt know what she means

Tsukasa listening "is it sad…." thinking deeply….. "I like being Amane's brother……" looking down at the floor…….

あ：[sternly] "You can't stop being my brother." [oppressive aura]

つ：Nene. "You don't have to stop being his brother....."

あ："Would this conversation stop if we kissed."

つ：Tsukasa's hair flies up for a second m ? Nene's too

あ：Jostles the treat bag

つ：everyone looks at amane with massive anticipation

あ：and fucking. take control of the table

つ：tsukasa….. does a quiet… chu……?

あ：[inhales] "Yeah. Okay, fine. Like, if we already did stuff…" grits teeth. "Like, whatever. Sure! Let's prove it can be sober and without a whole roleplay, and it'll be fine. And then after you both can stop thinking about it like tragic and sad."

I'VE DECIDED, TALKING ABOUT IT FOR ANY LONGER IS GOING TO MAKE ME INSANE its feeling so small potatoes rn

Just a little kiss??? like, god, you princesses

つ：Tsukasa. the floor is kindof falling out from under him no mouth staring.

あ：[grabs jaw]

つ：aaogkgh… does not understand how the situation lead to this at al Nene is staring. seeing tsukasa's response is breaking her to pieces but she is stilll like shes watching deer eat flowers she's paying close attention, so she can see his breathing quickening…

あ：You've just made nii-chan so depressed at the concept of Tsukasa being like. some unfulfilled girl trapped being his younger brother. like jesus christ…

I think it's fluid tbh. Just grabs face and dips thinking to self ITS JUST A KISS. GOD!!!!!!!

つ：Tsukasa whines

あ：[air becomes different]

つ：grabs at front of gakuran feebly

あ：[humidity increases] [chest hurts] but… must prove point… persist.

つ：breathes into your face

あ：looking at Yashiro through a narrowed eye, like… You see this?

つ：ohsb she sees it

あ：Pupil drifts to look at Tsukasa… but then goes, mn. no. closes eyes. Inhales… Leans in. It's fine… [arrogant minded] I'm a good kisser. I get why Yashiro wants to watch sicko

つ：its a lot. the layers so thick thicker than she could have ever imagined. the air

tsukasa suddenly looking sf weak, reduced, tiny. never seen tsukasa seem so …. overwhelmed….. swear you see his hands shake a little against the black gakuran…..

あ：What a sight…

つ：this will stop the conversation indeed

あ：I think it simultaneously feels like she has fought so hard for Tsukasa's sake.. and ah like 'what. have i done.'

Hand holding jaw strokes with a thumb. Amane's other hand grasps at Tsukasa's wrists. … trying to ah… do his usual, ~feeling benevolent~ deal. but. Quietly.. Tsukasa could feel his hand trembling too. Chest… really hurts. … barreled at something. painful.

You're also stuck there thinking about. ah, all those years ago, sake night… what happened… frustrated at the murky, half-formed memories. It's just feelings. Not really typically reflecting on life that often, these days, anyhow… rusty at it.

つ：maybe having a moment of . wishing you were doing it for a better… reason. not… frustrated. is that any better than doing it cuz of sake….. if you did? to prove a point….

あ：You got like, argued into doing this… That really doesn't feel any less scummy You didn't just say, "ah, I want to do it too"

つ：Tsukasa is passive.... he doesnt lean any pressure into it. he only waits for Amane's pressure. you have to use your hand to push him into you firmer, if you want to

あ：As is expected… Tilts his head up Persisting forward, but feeling like a coward, like… can't look at what Tsukasa's expression is doing rn…

つ：can't handle it….. wet little anticipating eyes, sparkling tooo much Nene's here to look at it all, though

あ：Also dunno how long this 'ought to' be. when will it be 'satisfying'… sigh. guess tsukasa would just let it last however long he chooses to. mrghhh…. feels lip snarl (edited) like of course. it's Tsukasa's entire nature.

つ：it is the way he is...

あ：Lick teef…

つ：aaaaaahhhh mmm a… fidget, paw at… tap foot situation

the conversation didnt overwhelm tsukasa at all, but the result of it is thinking very hard about how this isn't… about pretending, like it was before

so its explicitly between the two of them…Amane directly…. and what Nene said was so interesting….

あ：Suddenly launched into this interaction…

つ：he never would or could think of it as being trapped being a brother, of course she's got her own foolish spin (few people can, understand, incest, really, so nene has a simple view)

but…. there's stilll something sortof sticking about it all…. he hadnt thought of anything as limited… more like…. whatever he was allowed was glorious, and as it all came from the relationship of brother, he owes everything to what that means, or else Amane wouldn't even look at him

Amane had no friends, only his brother. so , it was the best thing, to be the only thing to be

あ：It was the most prized, precious position in Amane's life back then… at this point, inarguably yorishiro seal and all…

つ：it was the only thing to think about being….. and everything it entailed was more than incredible

あ：No one else got to be that

While, I think Amane is frustrated/depressed by his own motivations, I feel like for Tsukasa it's also interesting to digest the motivation to explicitly do this w/o sake, w/o roleplay. like, Amane himself wants this to be its own thing, in the present moment

つ：Nene really is… nene, she's different. having what she has, it's so hard to apply to self…. to Tsukasa it is a very sincere gesture, interesting to want to do

Amane was upset at the iidea it was sake, or that, being a girl had any sort of thing to do with it… or not being a girl…. which is confusing for tsukasa-- it seems like, just normal stats facts? plain and simple things? well, the sake makes you funny, do funny things, even if you're a grown up, like wanting to pretend your brother is a girl its just a silly thing. people take it to be silly, cuz its fun to be silly

あ：It was never a tragic thing to Tsukasa… just a night they had, they might as well have just played a specific game together.

つ：neither of them are capable of understanding all it did briefly unravel, which was just the undercurrent of mutual attraction and willingness. thats all really

it's like anything! it's like, ah technically it's a kind of fooling around, is all….

Amane wants to prove though, that it wasn't about conditions or qualifications……

あ：doki doki…

つ：but if it isn't about conditions or qualifications.. can it just…. happen…..? as easily as it does for Nene…….?

if it wasn't the conditions of being 10, or, sake, or, being a girl or not, then there's nothing to it but a thing you can do…… mm. its like aoaoo… no, that doesn't mean it'll happen more, does it…..

I like when, Hanako finally pulls away, Tsukasa just earnestly squeaking out the question, "will that happen more, sometimes….?" just confused… really…

あ：drop an anvil on him like oh my god right away huh

つ：is it the 1 'proving'…. ? is the new 'condition', 'proving'? the 'condition' replacing 'age, sake, gender, game' will I need to wait for another moment for 'proving' something? or…. does it just happen?

あ：[rubs mouth with back of hand] "… if I feel like it." now everyone shut up💔

つ：💞if he fffeels like it….? the new condition then, is 'when Amane feels like it'….. likes that💞 eeheeheheheheheheehe. giggles and nuzzles face a lot

あ：eugh.

つ：nuzzzzzzlenuzzlenuzzle nuuuzzle Nene claps

あ：okay okay.

つ：wipes a tear from her eye

あ：[holding tsukasa by the waist on reflex] [really looks at him. like raises brow.] ………………. i cant resist cuz im shitty…….. "… was it that good."

つ：as tsukasa rubs his face all over yours, you regretably feel the wetness of his eyes rubbing all over you

あ："Already thinking about it happening again."

つ："HAIIIIiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeieeieeeeeeeeeeee" tippytoes leaning into

あ："So you're both that desperate and needy."

つ："HAAAAIIIIIIII" I guess SOOooo Nene is like. mghk. but.. laughs ah, finally… the mockery. she was waiting for

あ：[rubs back mindlessly.]

つ：Tsukasa laughs with Nene "Nene-chan!" reaches a hand out to her "your idea…. was good" "Amane will do what he feels like doing."

あ：Thinking about the girlies like holding hands

つ：they simply do. heehee hheuu

あ：Amane watches this like. static and unmoving.

つ：Nene is liek "I'm so happy for you, Tsukasa-kun….."

あ：mutters. "Ugh. Maybe you are like, a girl, Tsukasa." "I see it, actually."

つ：Nene is AGOG

あ：like what the fuck!

つ：its like wtf that is your brother excuse me

"are these a girl's feelings?" tsukasa asks plainly

あ：the thought that hanako-kun could already allude to THAT TIME HE-? MAYBE DID STUFF WITH TSUKASA-KUN…

"Yeah. I don't have those."

つ：NENE DOESN'T LIKE THIS

"Hanako-kun…."

あ："I guess, maybe I just understood it all, for a moment. Back then." lol

"Yashiro."

つ："It has to be about everyone but you, doesn't it………." squinting at you. i'm becoming too smart

あ：raises brow tf… getting saucy?

つ："uo? It's still tense." Tsukasa looking at everyone

あ："It's not tense."

つ："mmm....."

あ："Yashiro's just struggling to accept how you're both completely obsessed with me." "So, it IS about you two."

つ：well ok. that's a very fair get

あ："I can't control the fact that you both want me so badly."

つ："…. I wasn't projecting onto Tsukasa-kun….." turns this into a beautiful moment thru her heart. "I was… relating, to Tsukasa-kun." swaying his hand in hers

"you do look at Hanako-kun the same way I do…." "It hurt to watch, sometimes." Tsukasa tilting his head "did it….?" its like uoh….

あ：looks too

つ：nene is so interesting

あ：thinking about hanako being half hard ambiently through this at this point

つ：the effects.

the funny thing about this scene is nene is incidentally on the floor on her knees and the boys are like just upright embracing next to her the look of them all talking rn

its so funny for hanako to be like arms around tsukasa. lingering tsukasa draped on amane but reaching his arm down to hold nene's hand

maybe a fine ender is Tsukasa just dragging Nene forward by the hand to Amane's cock and directing her to take care of it

あ：i felt dis

つ：like he notices it. and is like oh..... well!

あ：this is the ultimate.

つ：get Amane sucked off while hugging and nuzzling him.

あ：like, nene gets to feel smug for a sec whats all this then

つ：sooooo smug ohhh what could it be indeed. is silent butit doesnt help hanako feel less about it

she's like. i willl be benevolent i will not call him out i will simply start sucking him off unbuckles gracefully

あ：all the reassurance you need here. mmmm it was worth it i was so smart and braev

hanako just has to be silent in the end like whatever hold tsukasa. fine get my dick sucked cuz you all love this

つ：everyone. fine!!! HAVE AT ME. YUO ANIMALS

あ：[just vents frustrations by death gripping tsukasa]

つ：mm but in my mind hanako is a little like whats next is tsukasa gonna start macking on me ? [crickets chirp. tsukasa will never instigate the kiss himself, not anytime soon anyway] you really are just hold him

あ：The ball is in your court, psycho this'll make you feel worse in reality

つ：I bet yashiro is so wet right now. freak so-- horny for, seeing us kiss all. dripping. down there probably, visibly shiny under her skirt. probably seeping thru the tights

あ：oooh

つwas jerking off all night about this ig, before trying to talk about it been envisioning it in her crazy little head. inher bed at night

あ：Just how your whore mind needs to conduct its business, I suppose going to bend you over

つ：ooo you want meto fuckgyou while i kis my brothre [hasnt noticed how jittery and fast he's pumping] oohhhim jsut suspposed to have you adn tsukas a inmylap nowbegging for a turn

[mind going back tot he beginning of the convo] wait she didnt only say kissing she was thinking about handjobs and blowjobs what the fuck…. ooohhhhh???? youy want meto finger you whil tsukasa sucskk me off/?

あ：have you really been thinking about this!?

つ：got all emotional at the end got distracted but you were just being really horny thinking about us straight up fucking. 'fooling around'...

あ：Oh and I'm just supposed to... be like yeah, sure, I'll love that thanks for the OK, Yashiro

つ：ohhh thank god I was scared you'd judge me I'll do whatevern i want to tsuaksa i dont ened permission

あ：You don't get how this works If I wanted to fuck him I would just fuck him [brain boiling]

つ：not worried about how it'll make my gf feel its about how i want my. cock to feel ok

あ：i. killed him with my own hands i'm not afraid to do things to him. rhgh .gnjg hf [comes]

つ：oh gkldfg the funniest guy on the planet comes so hard it makes yashiro cough

あ：becomes a hose

つ：a good long nut

あ：she will just walk away from this like jesus. i guess he really liked to kiss his brother

つ：she will quietly. log that was a crazy. orgasm

あ：the nut was different.

つ：may as well be that you edged him th e entire conversation how long was he half-hard. before any of you noticed

あ：having after shocks of twitching… another stream… I think ther'es something wrong with Hanako-kun.

つ：much to.. investigate.

あ：going to be at home later like, tf could that RP have been like. oh it was just so passionate gahhhhhtta ask tsukasa-kun about it later

つ：truly a haunting thing to be told, that they jsut fooled around as kids. later interview tsukasa about itlgdfg yesh but the deets will be like: he's been. sleazy. for this long

あ：Make your skin crawl like oh Tsukasa can tell you things he did and said

つ：in my mind its just like pantomime and humping and stuff which is sad in its own way to her like, jfc all of that feeling and he just rubbed it on tsukasa and came in his . pants.

あ：Just dab her tears with a hankie It's her mission to let Tsukasa feel more in this life

wish she could just wig hanako so hard though like Ah, it was different… after you kissed. It felt… Different, when Hanako-kun… [gestures]

つ：Tsukasa would be so like waaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!! she's like i 'll be keeping track of this. any time. you. are involved what its like.

あ：I'll tell you later. Okay.

つ：tsukasa like hai…! looks up … I wonder when the next time Amane will feel like doing it will be… nene you… you could kiss him, I think…. blinks at you. …. no, he said when he feels like it. so, it's up to him. he might not feel like it

あ：But we can't trust him Tsukasa-kun… people don't just kiss each other like that without there being… [fujo who writes poems voice] something there… oh right! Amane said you play games Just try it… okay!!!

つ：Nene-chan knows a lot about this stuff oh right! Amane said you play games games all about dating

あ：Dont like hearing this like. oh he's talked about that >:T Ooh. I hope you kiss him do this for me

つ：looking at the ground….. hard 2 think about

あ：its just like, when you helped me before, though-! … so, what, if he has to stop it, is it so bad… [she's trying so hard for you] but nene is so surel like…. HE WONT STOP IT-!!!

つ：poor Tsukasa i kinda think he'd get close to Amane's face and Nene would be like SPARKLING EYES and then she'd watch tsukasa get no mouth and turn away just hving a lil period of feeling like. oh i dunno… twiddles fingers for hanako i think its funny to be like. ah--! ff.. fuck, he's about to…. [isn't]

あ：Indeed though. oh poor baby

well geez. fine then i wont either. it's not like i want to.

つ：nene watches that happen FKSL!!!!

あ：you watch hanako moodily turn away it's SO FRUSTRATING.

つ：gotta be a day tho amane talks to tsukasa and is like. frustrated that tsukasa collabs with nene lately like ok. well me too i'll do it too. hey tsukasa. you should find out what Yashiro really wants most. you know you guys talk, right? she mentioned a lot of stuff that first time things came up. I wonder what she really wants to happen.

あ：[swirling finger on a surface] You know, there's quite a difference between a kiss and a handjob… even, the difference between a kiss and necking is a bit much. I wonder, what she was envisioning would happen.

つ：she'll probably tell you…..

Tsukasa is just like okei………! it does sound interesting

あ：Mmmh. Yeah, you do that. Do your big brother a favor, okay? pet.

つ：such a fucking dirty story girls conversation wth hard to imagine though i do think tsukasa could get nene to talk about it but.

her brain like THE HOTTEST… THING//??? THAT I WOULD MOST WANT???

あ：[propeller hat spinning]

つ：brain becomes the soup

あ：oh i want to hear dirty story girls though now this is some new shit

つ：but like. the first thing she thought about was. fsr. blowjob. tsukasa

maybe Nene could simply want…. a reversal in a sense, of the first blowjob scenario… simple but, like. holding and comforting and kissing. hanako while tsukasa……. goes she can lay that out. but then be like………….. …………….. well, I mean, thats waht I thought at first……… …………………………………

あ：tsukasa leans in there's more?

つ：w, well.. I guess I did think about….. when you pulled me over to hanako-kun after everything…. i thought you'd maybe keep kissing… hehe. so… mmm~…. [becoming whimsical in mind. becoming whore]

あ：seeing such tapestries

つ：[brain blast] AH, I didn't think about................. penetration ...... [simply envisions hanako plowing her while making out with tsukasa] ettooo.... mmm heehe... eeooo...

あ：but ah, it… sounds nice, doesn't it… 👉👈hehe…💦

つ：maybe Hanako-kun….. doing that…. to me…. but euo, kissing you…. OR, ahhh, or, wait….. ahhh, mmm, you could g, g [gets dizzy] get it ready, first……

??? ready ???

あ：[twirling hair in fingers]

つ：g. your-- put, spit… get, his, thing wet… [becoming stupid] it makes it go in, easier tsukasa, pleasantly: that sounds helpful!

あ：m… mhmm…!

つ：yashiro turning the triangle cylinder sphere aohhh. wait.gg..

あ：Umh…. it's um, it takes effort, you know.. to get it in… have to hold it, and… it would be helpful, to have more hands… [rambling]

she really is rotating the pyramid rn

つ：[getting off of the helpful track] youcould jerk him, off int. into or on, to me. hhhhe could just sit there… [LIKE A KING drools]

i wish yashiro could be so cumbrained. i want it for her to be so like aofookhm the possibilities are endless ohhh gfm

Tsukasa: what about the other word. necking? Yashiro: [closes eyes reeling remembering. words and things]

あ：it's a safespace.. she deserves it… this is a girl who has endured so much. but i think she could be this bold if she felt sure about their history, being, like loaded. knowing they've messed around and that tsukasa shares her feefees like well if we're all down then fucking.. anything could happen

つ：like. hanako obviously is soo into it. god

y. yeah I. could work on him while the, you two. necking…..

あ：I think Hanako-kun would like doing that, to you…. //// and it would /// be h. hot! to watch

つ：having a moment of like hehheeuoouhu marks on tsukasa AND me....

あ：matching… uohh g….

つ：m, maybe us both….. on our knees, that would be good too….. he can make us take turns……………………………… uhm. touching it or.. together……

あ：i would like a girl to run all around the bend, it is definitely conveyed it's beyond efficiency. it's so indulgent and lavishing.

つ：Tsukasa's magical mind logging every word of this to recite to hanako later

あ：[wrrrrrr] His eyes may as well be a camera recorder

つ：he holds inhuman capability for knowledge and memorization

あ：I think Hanako-kun would like us both……… [quietly] under him…. don't you think it'd make him feel…………………………… [really, admitting. liking something here] [sigh] important….

He likes to feel… important… He. He likes to feel like we're , 'obsessed' with him. [closes eyes]

つ：Tsukasa nodding. also. buzzing at being, under he really hasn't thought about this all…. it beinga sortof mission for amane has displaced his processing a little

He does…… It feels good to make him feel important!!

あ：Slowly inundated with this all It just makes Nene seem so capable of dreaming for Amane's behalf

つ：Nene's magical ability to dream FOR others....!

あ：she knows what he is like… she's thinking about what amane likes… ah, so magical

i'd like nene to also get to humbly be like. at the end of this . like. [coughs] and. ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm………… maybe, just for me. i would. enjoy. umm. getting to feel 'it'. inside. while also. maybe. one of you. also. in my mouth. sounmds. fun

as a girl i think about what i can do.

つ：she gets to be twirl hair twiddle thumbs…. if that would be fun….. Tsukasa is just like !?!? OUH… SURE !!

あ：like alskdfghdf... whoa-!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

つ：If Amane would like it…!! nene, crazy: you could, also, kissing during that.

あ：8U o3o ?

つ：so much!!!

あ：when i think about hanako digesting nene's 100 desires for him/tsukasa slowly. i feel like he winds up feeling like, You know actually I need to see it for myself. Yashiro getting horny about the prospect. and plans to do some sort of fake out where in the middle of something he makes Tsukasa get on his knees in front of him. and both Tsukasa and Nene ARE like [praying mantis eyes really looking] and Hanako observes this. and is like. Mongrels.

つ：poor tsukasa really is like idk💔 its if amane feels like it…. so when it seems to crest its very [no mouth] feel like it…………?

あ：surely starstruck… it's like you're placed in a timeline you didn't know could exist

Ah but you know, for Hanako, I think this time he can actually be perceptive and distinctly note that Tsukasa IS receptive, anticipating… and this is something heavy to swallow.

This little ploy forces you to perceive it

つ：they both really await my command… sigh….

あ：Simply the truth.

#22 #ghosties #i

[bread--quest]

who am i supposed to vote for in the blaseball polls. i want to support you but i am unsure who you are talking about and also i don't know shit from dick about blaseball

HAHAHHAHA YES. THANKS KEPLER BESTIE IM TAKING THIS AS AN EXCUSE TO EXPLAIN

why you should absolutely vote for patty fox/hatfield suzuki/anathema elemefayo in the blaseball ship brackets ( @blaseballshipbracket )

ok so. the thing you (kepler) need to know about blaseball is its fantasy sports with emphasis on the fantasy. Weird Shit Happens And People Die. the fans make up the characters of the players based on the info we're given on the site, which is basically a name and some weird stats. all three of these blorbos are on the new york millennials. you don't actually need to read the rest of this kepler it gets long. all blaseball fans following me do need to read it though. okay onwards

first of all let's talk about patty fox. she is a season one new york millennial!! she has been on the team since the game started and never ever left or died, which is impressive. (only 2 other players have been on the mills since season 1 and never left or died). lore-wise, she is somewhere between "anthropomorphic fox" and "just a guy who's last name is fox", it varies on interp. what is universally true about her is that she runs a restaurant called the sly fox!! it's a pop-up restaurant devoted to new york cuisine past present and future. if i talk any more about this i will start getting weepy about just how new york these millennials are so i'll cut myself off here. anyway yeah she runs a restaurant while also being a really good pitcher and also slowly watching all her friends leave or die as she remains. it's very impressive and a little sad. i love her so much

onwards!! hatfield suzuki came out of the millennials shadows to play for them in season 12! she is a tattoo artist from new jersey who has 4 arms, a lot of hats, and mild prophetic abilities via the tattoos. the tattoos are prophetic sometimes. you have to pay for them normally but if it turns into a prophecy it's on the house. she's generally very cool, good vibes, great at skateboarding. i think the retroactive lore was that patty and hatfield had been dating for a while and were both very excited to get to actually play together? but it might also have been that they just hit it off immediately once hatfield started playing. either way they're very cute and they can be each other's rock in the chaos of blaseball

and then!!! anathema elemefayo!! who is the replacement for winnie mccall after she died via incineration as happens in blaseball. winnie was a season 1 millennial so it was really really sad that they got incinerated but ana quickly won over everybody's hearts. he's a gorgon twitch streamer who wears kamina glasses. she's very confident on stream but offline struggles with anxiety, specifically a lot of worries about making her parents proud and honoring winnie's legacy and generally doing good.

so!!! that's the three of them. so i believe the relationship headcanon that emerged was that patty and hatfield were in an open relationship and patty started also dating ana. ana is not dating hatfield but they are friends. uhhhh. i don't have a ton else here i just think they're very nice. it's a healthy relationship!! all three of them are Slightly Less Put Together Then It Appears but generally okay enough and they support each other and maybe distract each other from playing well by sending cute texts midgame sometimes but such is the millennials way. vote for them. mills win

#chattin #kepler my friend kepler #sorry keppy you had no idea what you were about to unleash #fan: gnym!! #blaseball #blaseballshipbracket

[pokenimagines]

nsfw fic Gordie - knocking your very cool and popular boyfriend down a few pegs, maybe with pegging?

Reader is GN for this but their parts are referred to as a dick. Whether it's a strap on or not is up to you tbh, I left it ominous. I just like the though of pegging a guy and referring to it as my dick instead of a strap. Get's you in the RP mood. Also this can be seen as 'Part 2' from another Gordie request that I literally just wrote. I'll see if I can have Queenie link it together in here for ease of access, but it'll have to be after they're both posted.

Discord (16+) - Request Information  Warning: This is NSFW so if you’re under the legal age or uncomfortable with content like this, please skip over this one!

NSFW Gordie: Pegging

"Begging already?" You couldn't help but tease as Gordie laid on his back, trying to catch his breath. His swollen cock was twitching and the poor boy clearly needed to cum badly. Thankfully the cock ring you put on him was helping hold him back. You never knew that his ass was so sensitive, but here you were.

"'m not beggin'." Gordie groaned, bucking his hips as your third finger entered his ass. His little broken up moan was all you needed to hear to know he was nothing but a liar.

"Come on, tell me the truth. You need to cum, huh? Big bad Gordie who seems to think he's better than the rest." At your words his cock twitched again. You really were finding out all sorts of fun things about this boy you called your own.

"S-shut uuuuup." He groaned out, acting like he hated the degredation.

"Whatever you say...think you're ready for my cock now?" You asked as you took out your fingers and hoisted his legs up. You pinched the fat on his thighs, giggling at how he reacted by squirming under your touch.

"I've been ready, I ain't a princess." Gordie said through gritted teeth. Your hand moved to stroke his cock, making sure to pay attention to the head as your finger swiped the little precum that managed to escape. Gordie's breath stuttered at the sensation and you huffed in amusement.

"You're right, you're no princess Gords." You said and moved your hand to harshly slap his thigh. He jolted at the feeling and another glare was shot at you. "You're a brat." You finished with another harsh smack. Gordie's head tilted back in a moan as he felt the head of your cock pressing into him.

He squirmed as it breeched his hole, slowly entering him. He was babbling incoherently, clearly not expecting it to feel this good. You were just happy you made sure to prepare him so it would be an easy glide with some lube.

Once you were hilted you stopped moving, looking at his reaction. There was a bit of drool coming out of the corner of his mouth that you leaned in to wipe away.

"I think I like you just like this; fucked dumb on my cock. Such a good boy." You cooed, snapping your hips into his just a little to bounce him. You watched his cock bob and hit his stomach and he was trying to hard to be mad but with how good he was feeling he was having a difficult time.

"Want me to begin fucking you?" You asked, giving a small thrust into him. He keened at the sensation, giving you pleading eyes, "Then I'd start begging."

This caught Gordie off guard but at this point he was willing to do almost anything just to cum.

"P-please fuck me." Gordie said in broken moans as you were already going back to stroking his cock.

"With pleasure." You said, slowly beginning to thrust into him and watching how he reacted as you tried different angles. The moment his toes curled you knew you were in and began abusing his prostrate with every single thrust.

You were shivering in pleasure as well; hell just Gordie's reactions were almost enough to make you cum right there. He was gripping the sheets underneath him as he tried to stay grounded. You decided to show a little mercy, going over and taking off his cock ring and he almost immediately was splattering cum over his stomach and chest.

You watched in amazement as some of it even hit his chin. His entire body was quivering as he was trying to process exactly what you were doing to him. Your thrusting slowed down as be began struggling and you laughed at his cute expressions. He looked around the room then back at you. His entire face was flushed as he moved his arm to cover his face.

"Feel better?" You asked as you slowly pulled off of him.

He only nodded, not being able to form words and you smirked.

"Good boy, but I should let you know something, Gords." You began and he looked over at you with some worry, "I haven't gotten to come yet."

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[fyodorloveclub]

nsfw is fine for me, it can be sfw if you want

not comfy w/ sharing my real name on here so lets just go with Lycoris

i am a computer science student in college

im 5'8, white, i have blue/gray eyes, and dark red dyed hair in a bob with bangs

i am the parental friend who will ask questions, talk to people, keep us out of trouble, volunteer for things etc UNTIL i fimd someone who i trust enough to do that for me. then its chaos. i have adhd if that helps anything lol

enfp

i play genshin, persona 5, and minecraft; i play the guitar and sometimes write music (also sing and play a couple other instruments); i like reading literature: i watch anime; i like solving puzzles and working with technology; i occasionally upload on youtube or stream on twitch (not sharing it to tumblr lol) (im also a christian but im here on a tumblr smut acc)

im a very picky eater, i swear im like a child, i dont try anything i dont already like. i am a very assertive and opinionated person so if i dont like something You Will Know. but at the same time i can keep it back to be polite (except for food im sorry i will live off of ramen until i die)

any of the adult males, fuckin surprise me

nope nothing else to add <3

lycoris x ranpo

✧ surpriseee your silly little man is The ranpo edogawa himself

✧ you guys work so well bc you both compliment and counteract each other. you're very similar in some ways but complete opposites in others, which is. essential for relationships

✧ ranpo is a (loveable) dumbass and could definitely use your parental friend abilities, mostly when it comes to like changing lightbulbs, taking the train, doing the fucking laundry. he's so smart but so stupid pls be patient with him

✧ BUT i think he very much could step up and be that person you could trust wholeheartedly. you could let your chaos show with him he could handle it. he might match it with his own crazy tho bfdakljfk

✧ i would be SCARED to see your guys' kitchen dkfjkadsljf like oh my god. you both are the worlds pickiest eaters, and ranpo's obsession with snacks and sweets...... you would need an entire pantry shelf dedicated to just ramen and another one just for all of his candy. id get a fucking cavity just from entering the room

✧ you're slightly taller than him (2 inches) but he absolutely refuses to admit this. when he stands next to you he'll stand a bit on his tippie toes and everyone just pretends its not happening LMAO poor ranpo </3

✧ you hardcore bond over your love for puzzles and reading and problem solving. this is likely how the two of you ended up meeting and/or interacting for the first time, and is something relatively integral to your relationship. its something that both calms you down and can start fights fkjdalj;f like if you solved a poe novel first he wouldn't speak to you for like 3 days

✧ you are both . very opinionated and this can be good and bad

✧ bad in that you'd have to be very conscious about the fact that you inevitably will butt heads, and knowing the best ways for the two of you to cool off either together or individually.

✧ good because if you guys share a really strong opinion about a certain tv show or hatred for a person that is. talking material for DAYS you could both get hyperfixated on the same things and everyone at the agency is like oh jesus fucking christ. not them again

✧ you'll def find yourselves in arguments about the silliest things which isn't necessarily a bad thing sdlkjfdsjk like one morning you're bickering because ranpo was like NO YOU DEFINITELY HAVE MORE MARSHMALLOWS IN YOUR LUCKY CHARMS THAN I DO and you're like WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING A BOUT

✧ i promise i genuinely think you guys would work well together i really do fklajfkdj

✧ i dont think he really understands video games at all, like thats not his thing. but he def will sit there absolutely mesmerized as you stream.

✧ i know cockwarming where the guy is the one playing the games but why cant it be the other way around. u ride him as you play video games. why not. i said so

✧ he'd LOVE listening to you play music

✧ anyway. power couple. the two of you would drive everyone at the agency insane with your antics but they'd all love you too :)

#AA HOPE U LIKE #matchups #demon: scaramouches-girlfriend #ranpo bsd #ranpo x reader #matchmaking