#im gonna be singing his praises for as long as I fucking need to

[fatmaclover]

theres something to be said about how mac still holds such a childish adoration for his parents after such a long time. how literally its shown to us by the fact that

mac always slicked his hair back as a child, when he still had contact with his father

he stops doing this into adulthood, but later in life, once mac interacts with his father again, he starts slicking his hair back again

he doesnt stop. slicking his hair back. until his own father walks out during his coming out performance. the guy he put it on for. only after that does he completely stop styling his hair that way

not to mention the constant refusal that his mom (and dad) could be anything but perfect, the way hes so desperate to do good by them, viewing them as the way to measure his success...

and. yeah thats. something.

the internal denial that his parents treated him poorly, the fact that its his primary instinct to deny that his parents suck, the constant dismissal of his own issues relating to family because his whole life hes been told that "other people have it worse". the way hes internalized that so hard. the way it takes his dad walking out on macs coming out performance to him for mac to stop blindly idolizing some guy whos threatened to kill him

the constant fear of his own father, while also believing him to be the coolest bestest guy ever. the way he always assumes his father is gonna get violent when actually talking to him, but sings nothing but praises when away from him

the fact that he still calls his dad "daddy" even.

i mean you cant really blame him for not fully growing up in some areas huh

its not even that i think he doesnt know that his parents treat him horribly, it just really seems like he wants so badly to believe thats not the case from years of having his cries for help ignored or made fun of. he cant have been treated poorly, because charlie was treated poorly, and his baggage isnt nearly as bad as charlies, so clearly macs home life wasnt bad.

i think thats proven most of all by his frustration with his own family at times, it really feels like theres some underlying issues. they can very quickly manifest as frustration and anger, but honestly its probably mostly sadness. the way he reacts to his own mother really reminds me of how i interact with family members i have grudges with but have to pretend i dont. im not actually angry at any of these people, im mostly just exhausted by them.

he very clearly is still aware of the neglect he faced as a kid, to me. he knows his home life was severely fucked up, hes just never been able to express that, so hes coped by just. pretending that it didnt happen.

and realistically i dont know if he could ever properly acknowledge that his home life was fucked and his parents suck. maybe hed acknowledge that his dad sucks now, but it wouldnt have been that bad when he was a kid and wasnt a fag. right? he was loved then. his mom still did a great job raising him, and he really loves her, and he was raised with all the love and care a child needs.

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[ncityprincess]

How Doyoung would be in bed

I’m so in love I’m with this man it’s ridiculous 🥲

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

-im sorry but he gives me undercover sex god vibes 😭

-like yes he looks so sweet and soft on the outside

-and yes he does enjoy soft and sweet lovemaking

-but that gummy smile and angelic singing voice can’t fool me

-if you look underneath there’s a freak waiting to be unleashed

-he puts his career above anything, so he’s not just gonna have random rendezvous and hook ups

-he’s not going to waste his time on meaningless flings that could tarnish his reputation

-he’s gonna hold out for someone special that he truly cares about

-so when he finally finds The One, it’s game over

-he lets his wild side come out, and he can’t wait to indulge in all of his fun fantasies (with prior consent of course)

-he reads as a pleasure dom to me

-your pleasure comes first, and he doesn’t care if it takes you 30 minutes to cum

-he’s gonna lay there and eat you out or fuck you until you’re a moaning mess underneath him

-like Johnny, he gets a warm feeling in his chest when his beautiful girl is all fucked out and glossy eyed underneath him

-it makes him feel like he’s worked hard to get you to this point, and to see you respond like this makes him feel untouchable

-likes it when you get super messy, especially when you’re slobbering on his fingers

-curses when he can see drool dripping from your lips down to your tits

-calls you his pretty, messy girl

-and i believe in my heart of hearts that this man is packing

-like he has such a beautiful, long dick that hits all the right places

-he loves to fuck your pretty mouth

-like a good ole classic mouth fucking with you on your knees on the floor and him standing over you

-sometimes a he’s a little too rough, but he always assures you that he will stop if it gets to be too much

-in fact, he can be overly cautious with you in bed

-because he likes to dabble in the kinkier side of things sometimes, it’s crucial that he gets your enthusiastic consent

-he never wants to make you feel unsafe and cross any boundaries

-so he’s gonna ask you a million and one times if this is okay with you

-you are his precious little baby after all <3

-I think he also makes the prettiest sounds in bed 😮‍💨

-like you know at the end of love on the floor when he hits that falsetto note?

-just like that

-but he also makes gritty, guttural sounds through clenched teeth

-especially while he’s praising you

-“fuck, you’re taking that dick so well baby” he says as he pounds into you from behind, pushing your face deeper into the mattress

-oh yeah, he’s also kinda rough when he handles you

-shoving you into different positions

-gripping your jaw particularly tight

-slapping your pussy just to make sure you’re paying attention to him

-but he’s like lovingly rough if that makes sense

-like pulling your hair back, but also caressing your face and telling you how pretty you look like this

-I think he would be open to using toys or props too like a vibrator or some silk ties

-would loveee it when you wear black lingerie with stockings or garter belts

-and stilettos too

-he’s a walking enigma

-but if he’s feeling particularly calm and relaxed, he doesn’t mind rocking into you gently

-he’ll put on a cute drama on a snowy Saturday night and hoist your leg up as he spoons you from behind

-lazy, slow sex makes him feel even more connected to you

-when he’s in his softer mood, he will worship every inch of your body

-kisses you from head to toe

-treats you like a goddess

-when you guys finish, he goes back to asking if you’re okay and if you need anything

-and after you reassure him that you’re fine, he kisses all over your face and holds you all night

<3

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[kyurizeu]

#9 - Need help? (Im)possibly fate

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Warnings: SMUT!!!!! ; fingering, hickeys, praises, kisses, groping + its not proofread

A/n: fyi if you were not aware that this series will contain smut ITS ALWAYS BEEN IN MY IMP FATE INFO!!! Also tysm everyone who r supporting me rn w my 500 special but i’m sadly very bust with asks and other stuff irl so i cannot answer my asks atm!! Apologies mlvs<3

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It had been a good while after getting the amazing idea to collab with Jungwon. Before you even knew it you were sitting on a couch in the recording studio, watching through the glass wall as Jungwon was recording some lines. You were going over your own lines and warming up your voice until you heard Jungwon come out of the room. “Your turn!” He patted your head softly. “Mmhm.. but after i’m done with my lines we have to record the part where we sing at the same time” You got up fixing your skirt and reminding him.

“Oh yeah… i’m gonna go get some coffee, do you want some??” You nodded and mumbled a quiet thank you before closing the door.

“Y/n you have to record some adlibs too… are you okay with changing the ‘aa yeah’ with something else?” Your producer and mixer was talking to you..

“What would i change it to?”

“I’m not sure if it’ll feel weird, but i was thinking that you could add some more extra suggestive elements into your voice. I was thinking that the background could be more sexy yk..?”

“Sexy?? Like how?”

“Instead of ‘aa yeah” you would kind of moan it instead of singing it with a melody”

“Oh okay…”

“Let’s compare… sing now”

to be honest.. you were kind of uncomfortable moaning into a microphone in front of your producer.

“Okay that was alright… you get the point but now you know what kind of style i want for the song so when your alone you can record these easier when your comfortable”

“Okay..”

You recorded some parts and after 30 minutes the producer left and you decided to keep recording alone to improve some lines. Just as you were recording your adlibs Jungwon came back, holding two ice lattes in his hands.

“Oh am i… interrupting something?” He laughed after hearing you literally moan.

“Oh no!! Umh haha the producer told me to record some of these adlibs like that..”

“I see.. i can leave i’m sorry”

“No it’s okay you can be here”

“Can i help with recording? I can go set the record button and help you choose the parts, that way you won’t take so long”

“S-sure thanks”

The fuck were you supposed to do now..? Record a fucking moan and make him choose from them?! Shit fuvk no.

“Just.. pick up where you left off! Let me know when to press record!”

You nodded and got ready already feeling embarrassed.

“Alright ready”

‘Got me- got me in a tight grip~ ah yeah”

You saw from the corner of your eye as Jungwons face got redder and eyes got wider.. he turned to you and you took off your headphones. “I-Is this weird..?” You asked him letting out an embarrassed chuckle. “No, But are you feeling a little uncomfortable ? You seem tense”

He tilted his head a little and smirked. “Well… umh. I guess it’s just a bit weird..”

“Why?”

He was grinning from ear to ear now.. you wanted to hit him on his shoulder so bad. That teasing son of a bitch. “I just feel weird trying to moan in front of.. someone..” you said quietly keeping your eyes on the paper in front of you avoiding his intense eye contact. “Need help?” His smirk was growing judging by his voice tone. You instantly snapped your head towards him in shock. “W-what?” You felt your ears turn red and you laughed nervously. “Need my help?”

Bold. Wow.

“W-what do you mean?”

He got up from his chair and came into the recording booth. As soon as his tall figure entered the room you felt like an ant next to him. He was stepping towards you, keeping his eyes on you staring down at you and smirking. “I know you understand” he was really close to you now. “I’m not sure i do…” you gulped nervously. “Oh I’m sure you do.” He pinned you against the wall.

You two kept intense eye contact for almost 10 seconds before his eyes traveled to stare at your lips and soon he crashed his lips onto yours.

Holy fuck…

His lips were practically devouring yours and his hands rested on your jawline, pulling your face closer to his. He tasted sweet and a little like ice latte (i wonder why).

“I assume that was a yes..?” He smirked against your already swollen lips before lowering his lips down your jawline. “Y-yeah…” your breathy voice was shaking as you felt him nibble at the skin on your neck making your stomach tingle. He left a trail of kisses on your neck before he stood up straight again and his hands groped your boobs roughly. You let out a moan from the sudden sensation which made him glance down at you and smirk. “Thats it, just like that” his hands ran down from your chest to your upper thighs leaving you uncomfortably wet and needy. “What do you want?” He looked deep into your eyes. Such a tease. “I.. want you to touch me” feeling a little embarrassed by your own words you avoided his intense gaze. “What was that sweetie?” SWEETIE?!

“I wa-want you to touch… me” you said a little louder now. “Where exactly?” His face was inching closer to yours again with his signature smirk still stuck on it. His hands we’re travelling slowly towards your core, playing with the hem of your skirt as he lifted your face towards his by your chin making you gulp nervously. Soon his slender index finger pressed against your dampened panties right on top of your sensitive clit, making you let out a high pitched whimper. “here?” He tilted his head with a grin. “Y-ye-“ You didn’t get to finish your sentence before his fingers came in contact with your wet folds. He rubbed his fingers up and down adoring the way your face scrunched up when he hit a sweet spot. “Look so cute for me” he gave you a peck on your cheek and lifted your other leg up to rest on his arm pushing two digits in. “a-angh…” breathy moans and whimpers left your lips as he kept making small hickeys on your neck and chest. His fingers we’re speeding up each time he pumped them in and out. He curled his fingers upwards and his thumb rubbed against your clit, making your brows furrow and lips part a lot to let out the loudest moan. Your walls clenched repeatedly around his digits and your moans were faster and louder. “You cumming?” He picked up the pace and rubbed your clit faster and faster. “Y-yes jung-…won” you blabbered his name over and over again as you came down from your high slowly. When you came back to your full senses you felt his lips all over your face, softly giving you french kisses everywhere. “So good for me… so so good for me” he grabbed both sides of your cheeks squeezing them as he cooed at you. “Gosh i’ve wanted to kiss you for so long” he smiled and gave you one last passionate kiss.

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“See? I’m a professional producer”

He played the recording and you nudged at his arm annoyed. “No way were using that!” “Well see what the producers think” he grinned. “Shut up”

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[hannibals-favourite-meal]

.⋆｡Make Some Noise｡⋆.

Eddie Munson x plus size reader

Eddie just wants to hear you scream for him

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, back shots, reader doesn’t make a lot of noise, established relationship, praise, fluff

WC: 671

Minors DNI

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You were quiet, everyone knew that. You loved the silence and being able to listen to the world around you without the sound of your own voice disturbing the peace. Sure, you spoke when you needed to but you found that silent communication worked just as well as talking.

And everyone was fine with that, but not Eddie Munson, your friend of three years and boyfriend of almost 8 months.

Eddie longed to hear your voice- whether that be just you telling him about the fat squirrel you saw outside your bedroom window, or you singing along to the radio as he drove you to dinner, or even just hearing you speak quietly to yourself.

But most of all, he wanted to hear you scream for him.

Your nails dug into his back as he thrust forward, forcing himself even deeper inside you. “Shit.” He growled, burying his face into the crook of your neck. The fat head of his cock hit that spongy part inside of you that made you see stars.

“Mhm.” You moaned but quickly bit down on your lip to keep the noise inside. Eddie's hips stuttered and you keened again. 

His hands squeezed your wide hips tightly. “F-fuck do that again.” But you stubbornly kept your mouth clamped shut even as he picked up his pace, desperately trying to get more sounds out of you. He could feel the beginnings of your moans catching in your throat and he wanted so badly to hear them.

You whined softly as he abruptly pulled out of your cunt, making you clench around nothing. “Come on, let me hear you moan.” A long curly strand of hair was plastered to his forehead, his brown eyes even darker in the dim light of his bedroom. You shook your head and attempted to pull him back into you but Eddie just frowned.

“Alright, I guess if you aren’t gonna moan, I’m gonna have to make you scream.” Your vision spun and suddenly you were on your front, face pressed into his pillows as your hips were pulled upwards. You barely had a second to orient yourself before Eddie slammed back inside of you, his thick cock punching into your cervix as he buried himself to the hilt.

The air was knocked so quickly from your lungs, you couldn’t even manage a small squeak. A strong hand on your shoulder kept your upper body pinned to the mattress as Eddie drilled into you. Your mind was going hazy.

“C’mon princess, I know you need to let out all those pretty noises.” You gasped and you were rewarded with two of his fingers against your swollen clit. 

“Eddie! Oh god!” You howled, your voice broken with pleasure. “Please! Please! Please!” Each word was forced from you with each powerful thrust.

“That’s it, that’s a good girl. Taking my cock so well.” He cooed. “See how good it feels when you let me hear you.”

“So good!” The knot in your belly began to tighten even faster, your cunt cleaning down on his thick cock as tightly as she could. Eddie groaned.

“Cum for me princess. Cum on my cock.” 

Your scream of ecstasy carried through the empty trailer like a siren’s call, pushing Eddie over the edge of his own orgasm, filling you up with his cum. 

“Shit baby.” He collapsed on top of you with a huff. He kissed your overheated cheek and then rolled off of you. His hand immediately found a place on your bare ass. 

You turned your head to him with a glare. “Don’t go quiet on me now. You were certainly making a whole lot of noise a minute ago.” He teased. “Think I could record it next time? Your voice would make a great backing song.”

Ignoring your scornful look, Eddie reached over the side of the bed and grabbed the tape recorder he used when he was playing with melodies. “C’mon princess, give me a sample.” He yelped when you kicked him in the shin.

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•~Context: you and sero get stuck in a closet with some ✨special zaza ✨~•

•warnings: penetration, mdom, fsub, praise, weed.•

AGED UP!

hispanic sero 😍

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U.A dorms was the best place for parties and having fun. there was achohol, music, food, and best of all weed. so here i was, in a burgundy dress, that momo bought me for my birthday…rich people i swear. mina invited me to this months party to look for some dick, after these past few weeks with testing and all, fuck do i need some relief.

i closed the door to my room and see denki run past me screaming for help with bakugo running behind him, and kirishima trying to stop bakugo from killing denki in return, as per usual. making my way to the stairs into the common room i see a sea of people, just dancing on eachother, drinking and singing, with rack city by tyga in the background. good song choice jiro.

“hey Y/n! you finally made it, took you long enough…damn you look good, girl.” mina said to me happily as she grabbed my hand and led me to the kitchen.

“thanks girly, you always look good as well.” i said softly. when we got to the kitchen, there was sero, my fucking crush. god did he look so fuckable right now. wait no stop, but the basketball shorts and black tank top with the chain, lord please help me. sero looked up from his phone and then gave me a up and down look with a smile.

“hey nugget..! you look delicious- i mean beautiful..” denki laughed as he awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck, from behind me and mina. i turned my head to look at the blonde with a laugh to his response, then kirishima slapped the back of denki’s head.

“not manly dude, atleast take her to dinner first. you do look beautiful tho Y/n.” kirishima said with his shark tooth smile and his usual pose as he dapped me and mina up.

“yeah what he said, pretty girl…” sero said calmly as he gave me a wink and then he took a sip of his water, with that godly side profile, and the adjustment to how he sat on the counter. fuck.

“hurry up extras..! fucking denki decided to lose our weed some place.” bakugo said angrily as he went to dap me and mina up, then he left to go look for this bag of weed.

“you guys are gonna smoke again! i thought we said no smoking this time, c’mon guys…” mina slumped down sadly and crossed her arms over her chest as she looked at the three boys and me with those cute little doe eyes of hers.

“aww c’mon mina, whats a little partying without being high, we’ll be back quick, promise cutie.” denki said as he dapped me and mina up, then left the kitchen to go look with bakugo.

“dont worry pinkie, ill party with you..! c’mon.” kirishima smiled at mina as he dapped me up and left with the now happy girl to go party. i mean who decides to hide weed, and not remember where they put it. stupid ass mother fuckers. like why not just hid it in your room? common sense denki. i walked out the kitchen and back into the sea of people, to this hallway before the stairs, to go upstairs, there was a closet. why not look in here. looking around in the closet, it looked like a pantry.

“hey princesa..” sero said from behind me, while i heard the door closing behind him.

“fuck sero, you scared the shit out of me..! i found where that idiot put the weed, lets go.” i said with a annoyed tone. god, do i love hispanic men, he looks so fine. to be honest though, sero’s been weird around me lately, ever since the first time we smoked together. i cant say i haven’t been feeling tension around him lately too, but were we feeling the same thing or what.

“fuck..i think the knobs jammed.” sero exclaimed softly to me, knocking me out of my thoughts as i saw him trying to pull the door harder. great now im stuck in a closet with the my crush and the sexiest man known to man. great night if you ask me. i pulled my phone from the black little purse i had witht me and called mina a bunch of times, as well as texting her. shit.

“we’ll just have to wait and see if mina answers any of my texts or calls…fuck.” i said to sero as i tried not to look at his fine ass. the closet was hot as shit, or was it just me? i sat myself on the floor since these heels have been killing me.

His heart skipped a beat when she did so. He felt himself getting lost in those beautiful eyes again., whenever she looked at him. The warmth coming off of her body made him feel comfortable, safe even. so he sat next to her.

“shit…might as well smoke a joint then, huh pretty girl?” sero laughed, as he grabbed the bag from my hands, brushing against mine lightly. putting a pre rolled joint in my mouth as he lit the shit for me. i swear i might be in heaven not gonna lie. “my bad i didnt dap you up earlier, no disrespect to you of course.” i coughed a bit as i inhaled and exhaled the joint, then i shook my head at the man. i knew he meant no harm, we all were busy talking and all that shit. damn its been a while since ive smoked. one big pull already hitting.

“your all good, spidey..” i said with a light laugh at the end. sero chuckled at the nickname as i gave him the joint. my thighs clenched up as i heard his chuckle. now that he was sitting so close to me on the ground, i swear she’s meowing. wtf is in this weed bruh. unbeknowing to me, the thigh clench didn’t go unnoticed by sero. 25 minutes later, drag after drag and eating and drinking things in the pantry.

“Sé, que lo sientes princesa, deja de jugar conmigo. i know you feel this tension whenever were together, how it feels when we touch.” sero said in a husky voice, then he drank his water and adjusted. while turning his head to look at me in the eyes, his eyes glanced between my lips to my eyes and then my cleavage.

“thats the weed talking sero, you dont mean it…” i said back to him slowly, even though deep inside of me i was hoping it wasnt the weed talking. this weeds making me horny asf. i held my head in my hands. then sero moved to kneel infront of me as he took my chin in his big hands to make me look uo at him, kissing me deeply and letting his tongue explore my mouth. separating from the kiss, breathless and both wanting more he began sucking on my neck. His hands explored my body, one hand on my hip kneeding the flesh in his hands to pull me closer to him, the other in between my thighs touching my clit through my panties.

“c’mere Y/n, look at what you do to me..you see that its not just the weed, my love, its you, my feelings for you…” sero put both hands on my hips to pick me up and hold me against the pantry. bunching the dress above my hips so i could wrap my legs around him, i felt his hard dick grind against me.

“yeah…you like that hard dick grinding against you, hm pretty girl?” his voice was low and husky, he leaned down until his lips were against mines. oh fucking shit. everything was happening way to fucking fast. being high and horny, some people would say not a good mix, but being high and horny with your crush. its a yes for me.

“sero…you sure about this, hm?” i said with a groan as all sero could do was leave hickies on my neck and grind into me. his hardened cock throbbed in his shorts as he listened to me. Without sayiing anything, sero kneeled on the ground, putting my legs on his shoulders. moving my lacy red panties to the side and giving me one long lick in between my wet folds. eliciting a small gasp from me as he continued to eat me out. sero groaned loudly as he felt my walls tighten around his middle finger. i have no idea when he did that but fuck does it feel good, pushing another finger deep inside me. when i looked down at sero who was eating me out i could see the juices dripping onto his face as he licked my clit faster, and fingered me. wanting nothing more than to make me cum all over his face.

"you like that, huh?" sero was kneeled on the floor with my thighs on his shoulders, eating me out and fingering me, while holding me up at the same time. fuck what else could this man do. never in my thoughts could i have pictured him this way. funny, high all the time, goofy sero? no. making me cum all over his face, hot and sexy sero? yes.

“ohhh- fuck….sero fuck..” my hands gripped at his black hair while my thighs clenched around his face.

“fuck princessa, think that pretty little pussy could handle what you did to me, hm?” sero carefully allowed my feet to touch the floor as he harshly removed the dress from my sweaty body, as he stood up and made me look at his aching cock, that he was grabbing out of his shorts.

“please, sero…i know you want this as bad as i do…i want your cock filling me up…” that was the sluttest thing i could possibly say, but fuck it. i thought while looking up at his smirking face. was it a little embarrassing? yes, am i getting what i want? double yes. He smirked even more as he thought to himself and then he picked me up again, but this time allowing his thick purple ish tip to enter me. feeling me heat enveloping his member, he was groaning in awe. "Te quiero mucho, mi amor." he whispered before he slammed into me again and again, each time getting rougher than before. my nails digging into his shoulders as i screamed in ecstasy, begging him to never stop.

"eres tan jodidamente caliente cuando ruegas así…” thrusting into me with all his might, letting out a loud groan. He growled, biting my shoulder lightly as he began pounding into me, using one hand to grab my waist tightly while keeping the other on my tit. "Oh, mi amor...si te gusta esto..." he grunted, giving her another rough kiss as he fucked her harder. fuck this man makes me so horny. the only thing i could do was nod at the man, i could barely fucking speak, let alone think. while all this was happening i gave sero a necklace of hickies while also adding nail marks to his back. the only thought on my mind was only about the pleasure he was giving me. sero smirked widely as he saw me nod, It made him even hornier knowing how much i enjoyed being taken roughly by him, let alone that the pleasure he was giving her couldn’t make her speak. He grabbed my legs and lifted them higher around his stomach, allowing him full access to my sweet spot.

“there…there- fuck..yes..!” As soon as i said those words, Sero could no longer hold back. His grip tightened on my thighs, leaving marks in their wake as he pounded away at my pussy relentlessly. i moaned sero’s name loudly as i came hard, flooding his cock with my wetness and cum. He didn't slow down though, continuing to pound away. my moans sent shivers through sero’s spine as he continued pounding away at my pussy, while i was still sensitive. Hearing me call him by his first name only turned him on further, making him lose control completely. sero was moaning loudly, whimpering almost, He couldn't help but let go as well, filling my womb with his seed finally. His eyes closed as he gasped for breath, his chest heaving with each breath he took. He looked at me, his chest covered in sweat, and scratches.

“me haces sentir tan caliente, te necesito tanto. no solo sexualmente, sino mentalmente. Joder, no sabes lo mucho que siento por ti...” sero said to me calmly as he brushed the hair out my sweaty face. i wasn’t done with him yet, still needed to let him know he’s mine. all i did was plant a heavy sloppy kiss on the mans lips as sero took his dick out of my pussy with such wet noises, and held me up.

“can….i suck you off?” fuck that was harder to say then i thought, i said to myself as i kept looking up at the man. sero’s eyes widened slightly but then he smirked mischievously.

"you wanna do that?" he asked teasingly, looking deep into your eyes. "do you really think im gonna say no?" sero smirked as he gave me another kiss before i went down to kneel on the floor. As soon as she took him in her mouth, his entire body tensed up once more. He had never experienced anything quite like this, feeling her warm lips wrapped around his cock while he stared down at her. Her tongue flickered out, teasing him as she took him deeper. He gripped her hair tightly, not able to control himself. His breathing became heavier as he nodded slowly, enjoying every second of it. His hips began moving involuntarily, thrusting his cock deeper into her throat each time. He loved how much power he had over her now. He loved how submissive she seemed when she sucked his cock. It made him feel powerful yet helpless at the same time. tears formed up in my eyes from his thrusts into my throat.

“Mhm... yeah... mmhmmm~"

“Oh god... oh my god..."

“F-fuck...Y/nnn"

seros head tilted back and his eyes rolled back as he moaned and groaned. His breath hitched, feeling like every nerve ending in his body had been turned on at once. As you continued to tease him, he could feel himself getting closer and closer to orgasm.

"ohh... fuckkkk.... yesssss..." sero moaned, while gripping tightly onto my hair as he approached his peak.

"fuck! fuuuuck!!!" he cried out, wave after wave of intense pleasure coursed through his veins. "mmmhmmhhmmmm!!" while biting on his hand to keep quiet.

“Y/n..?! you in here? i couldve sworn she asked me to come here.” mina said as she continued knocking on the door. sero smiled down at me as he tried to gain his breath and with a pop off of the tip of sero’s cock and his cum running down my chin. i gave him a smile back.

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#mha hanta sero #hanta sero #hanta sero x you #hanta sero x reader #mha sero #hanta sero imagine #hanta sero x y/n #hanta sero smut #sero hanta #sero hanta x reader #mha smut #mha fanfiction

[discodreaming]

May I please request headcanons for Sora, Riku, and Axel dating a famous female singer and reacting to her performing on stage with a male singer that she’s close to?

characters: sora x reader, riku x reader, axel x reader

genre: modern au / famous au

content notes: female reader ( afab reader ), like a smidgen of jealousy and insecurity

AXEL

truth be told axel is out here vibing bc god damn that's his girl up there in that sexy outfit and singing like that!

his eyes are completely on you and you alone

he likes your friend... kind of... a smidge maybe he's on thin ice with axel some days but he gets along with him for you

now throughout the times you guys are like pressed together he's like filled with so many mixed emotions like he knows it means nothing but it's also like excuse you??????

( bonus ramble: axel to me is probably gonna be like god my gf is fucking hot while watching you move in that outfit and sing bc lbr here he's a bit smug bc he does know you're gonna go home with him after this. he just doesn't like your friend sometimes with how touchy he does get with you, like sir back up?? he ignores that when he gives you the biggest fucking kiss back stage )

SORA

sora is dramatic but he's not gonna ruin your night or performance over it

sora can't help but both think you look so damn good but also can't help but like rolls his eyes whenever you guys get close to each other

it's this one who is sulking about the performance

sora would have much rathered you two be pressed close that way bc he can't help but feel that little green monster rearing its ugly head

( bonus: sora is torn between sulking and excitement. he denies being jealous so damn vehemently when you ask him if he's jealous and this boy is like laughing and denying it a bit but you can see how his cheeks flush and how much of a LIAR he is and he only starts to sulk when you tell him he's such a liar when you kiss his cheek but that's okay bc he's over it real quick as he's suddenly very !!!! and just all out praising you while touching your hands and some of the clothing to just be !!)

RIKU

he does not like your best friend he will not like your friend but he believes you in him being a friend so he's cordial

he legit just needs to get to know him he's riku

he's jealous, he's angie, but god damn if he's not gonna stare at you the entire show

now he's like not usually clingy but for this imma say he is just slightly at your back while u talk to ur friends

( bonus: an unbothered ( very bothered ) king as he gives your friend a smug look over your head when you run to hug him once he reaches back stage. every ounce of jealousy and irritation melting away instantly as he hugs you tight in his grip and land a big kiss on you as he praises and hypes you up in his own riku way as he showers you in kisses )

authors note: im ngl it's been a while since i wrote for them so i genuinely apologize if it's like N o

im also apologizing bc it took me so long to get out I'm sorry

#axel x reader #lea x reader #sora x reader #riku x reader #kingdom hearts #kingdom hearts x reader #x reader #fluff #angst #kingdom hearts fluff #kingdom hearts angst #not really #reader insert #female reader #reader #kingdom hearts fanfiction #kh #kh x reader

[munku-collar]

Okay. So the tour production run through and review, praises and criticisms. bear with me if i forget some things or fuck some things up/misremember them, i’m tired and gonna be tired the rest of the week but i want to go through it while it’s still relatively fresh. 

I’ll do Act 1 in this post and Act 2 in another.

Once again keep in mind im a 98 STAN!!! I’ve seen clips of the 2016 revival but that’s about it. So I am stating right now that I’m very biased. You have your favorite production, I have mine. This is a run-through in reference to 98 because that’s what I know. And if you can’t handle reading criticism about the tour production, then don’t read. And despite my criticisms, I had an amazing time watching this production and would absolutely go see it again if I had the chance, so there’s really no reason to feel some type of way.

Let’s go.

The Overture was amazing. Amazing. I have no idea what it looks like in other productions but god. It started with the stage dark and the cat eyes appearing one by one. Even the moon was dark at first. As the music swelled the lighting rig on the floor of the center stage lit up and slowly rose. The stars flashed. Different bits of the stage lit up in time with the music. The eyes blinked here and there. The moon lit up. At the end the lights went crazy. I was like shaking in my boots lol I really wish they had shown the overture in the 98 version now! It really adds something to it, and elevates the music. 

However I would have liked the cat eyes to be a little bigger. I was sitting really close to the stage obvs and they still seemed kind of small. I think I’ve seen pics where casts have the green goggles. These weren’t goggles I think. I think it was just a projection on the stage. So size em up a little so people can really see! Also the orchestra for this tour is really small, so that combined with the low volume on the speakers I mentioned in the other post meant it didn’t hit as hard as it could have. But still. Amazing.

The first half of Jellicle Songs plays out pretty much exactly like the 98 version, except who sings what line is switched. I swooned a little when nickustrap came on stage just from “HUSBAND!!” Seeing the familiar choreo play out in front of me was so exciting. I was SO happy it still had the butt shaking after they strut in a circle, and the iconic jumps, because those are my favorite bits haha. And then, the biggest point of contention, which I knew it would be long ago, struck. The new choreography. 

I’m gonna say it right now, I don’t particularly like it. It works in a few spots in the show, and when it works it works, but other times I literally found myself pretending they were doing the old choreo instead. It wasn’t really a problem this early on in the show, it was just noticable. I don’t think there’s a smooth transition between Lynne’s choreo and Blankenbuehler’s. You can absolutely tell who did what and it makes the whole thing awkward to watch. I don’t think the choreo needed to be updated at all, but if they really had to, there should have been more work to make it a smooth transition. But like I said it didn’t affect Jellicle Songs too much. The hype was still there. It was fun. It was freeing. I was excited.

The Naming of Cats is so much more engaging when you see it live. They’re really not doing anything lol just like in the 98 version but it’s just so much more impactful. Idk I loved it.

White Cat solo is unchanged, thank god, and it’s beautiful. 

The Invitation had some weird choreo bits going on, but I’ll admit I didn’t have time to really judge them or pay too much attention because I was focused on Nick’s performance. If you’re surprised that me, Munkustrap’s real wife, stared at him more than anyone else in the show, you haven’t been around here long. The music is unchanged this far, and it’s warm and comfortable and familiar. Misto sings his bit and does a little dance, and it’s very sweet! A joy to watch. Getting introduced to everything by Munk hits you in the feels. Like yes! We’re here! Despite the changes it’s endearing. 

However the little interlude before Gumbie Cat wasn’t quite as engaging as the 98 version. Everyone kind of paired off to greet each other instead of everyone wanting to greet Munk specifically. That’s fine I guess. Not everything has to be about him (in my world it is.)

Gumbie Cat is entirely different. I didn’t get my “tiger stripes and leopard spots” thirst trap moment. Boo!!!!!!!!!!! I mentioned this set is smaller and that the trunk doesn’t open. Jenny starts by laying on top of it instead of in it. Minor choreo changes for the trio. Not too distracting. The masks for the mice look the same! That made me very happy. However the cockroach suits got changed. They look to be made of hubcaps or something now? Maybe trash can lids? Idk. It’s not a bad change but I do enjoy how silly the polkadot trashbags in the 98 one look haha. This cast is smaller, we’re missing two kittens as well as Gus Jr, and you really feel it in Gumbie Cat, because instead of a big line of cockroaches, they only have three. I’ll be honest I can’t remember who they were LMFAO. Maybe someone can fill in the blank for me. 

They changed lyrics for the second verse, to something about time, and they brought out a giant clock that let Jenny know when it was time to tap dance. The tap dancing was amazing, and I can’t imagine having to do it every night lol. That said this number reminded me of another point of contention I had when I learned about the revival a little bit, and that’s the use of props. I don’t think Cats needs a lot of props. I really don’t. The dancing speaks for itself. Did the clock thing work? Yes. Did I need it? No. Some of the music changed as well, and while it wasn’t bad, it just didn’t hit the same. Either way major props to Jenny. I had a great time watching!!!

Rum Tum Tugger was great, as expected. The changes there don’t bother me too much. You don’t really spend a lot of time looking at the other cats when Tugger’s on stage lol, and Tugger’s choreo for the most part was familiar. Zach plays a great Tugger. This Tugger is sillier/clearly younger than 98 Tugger, but not overly silly or annoying like previous revival performances I’ve caught clips of on youtube. Very loveable! And hot. Earlier in the tour Zach really milked the ‘shimmy’ thing from what I saw, but he has toned it down since, and it really makes a difference. He played it a bit more suave, but still clearly there to have fun, which worked very well for me. It made me happy. 

As pretty much everyone knows by now the “terrible bore” line was given to Munk and Alonzo here, and they owned it. My favorite bit is probably at the beginning though. Tugger steps down beside Munk, pretends to kick him in the butt on beat, and says “boop!” That made me laugh both times hahaha. I also enjoyed Tugger laughing seeing all the cats gathered around him before his big finish, kind of shrugging at the crowd like “what can you do?” and proceeding to turn around and hiss at everybody to give him space lol. Just a moment of organic comedic timing. Love to see it. 

Glamour Cat was sensational. Lauren and Chelsea popped tf off!!!! I LOVE when they harmonize. It just hits so good. Chelsea’s voice is so gorgeous ughhhhh!! The first night Tayler’s diction was really bad, you couldn’t quite understand her, but the second night she was on point again and really sold it. I’m not really a fan of the younger Grizabella concept, but she played up her injuries enough that it still worked. And her makeup is probably the only makeup in this production I actually like looking at, besides maybe Tugger’s, so that’s something. 

Something of note is that when you watch it live, you have to stop yourself from kind of drifting. There’s so much going on and it all happens very quickly. You don’t have time to kind of sit and dawdle like when you watch it on dvd. The first time I missed Pouncival scratching Griz and the second time I didn’t see Deme’s reaction because I was watching Skimble over on the right. (Saw it the first night, but yeah :) It’s really a pick and choose your battle type thing. Think about what you want to see the Most and look for it. You simply can’t see everything, unless you have the opportunity to see it like 10 times lmfao.

Props. Dreaded props. Nowhere did it bother me more than in Bustopher Jones. Bustopher is probably my least favorite part of the show to begin with. There’s nothing wrong with it, I just don’t enjoy it as much as everything else. And this version, I enjoyed even less. It starts off the same way as 98, but then some verses get skipped. And there are PROPS. They pull out “restaurant doors” that waiters Skimble and Alonzo come out of to serve Bustopher. There’s a giant tablecloth. There’s a giant champagne bottle. There’s serving dishes with fake food on them that get swept down the ‘table.’ It’s just. Really clunky and unnecessary and sitting there watching him eat food really is less engaging than watching him stomp around in the 98 one is. However waiter Alonzo was DARLING you’re doing amazing sweetie ilysm. But yeah. I really could have done without the whole scene. That said vocally Bustopher popped off, because John is an incredible vocalist. So at least his singing was very enjoyable.

The Macavity scare is different. Bustopher doesn’t say toodle pip at the end of his song. He’s standing around with the Jellicles when the scare happens. Everyone takes turns going “Macavity?!” And Bustopher says “Macavity?! Toodle pip!” and runs off the stage. THAT was gold lmfao I really enjoyed that. My memory gets a little fuzzy here. Either there is a third Macavity scare somewhere in this act, or one of the two is extended, either this one that occurs before M&R or the one that begins the Jellicle Ball. The queens have a creepy little bit where they sing about Macavity. I know Vienna does this too from the one (1) time I listened to the album, and I??? I don’t hate it but I don’t love it. Music-wise it’s a yes, it scratches the ears right, but conceptually I don’t really like it. The whole point of Deme and Bomba singing Macavity in act 2 is to warn the younger queens about him, like he’s been an ill-kept secret for a while. To call him “a fiend in feline shape, a monster of depravity” early on and not elaborate until act 2 feels kind of weird. That said the dancing was sexy and I’m bisexual so. Take that as you will LMFAO. The harsh, repetitive whisper of “depravity” also hit me the right way. very nice.

Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer!!!!! It was SO nice to hear the full thing! And THANK GOD the choreo was pretty much the same. You have no idea how much those little back kicks and hand flips in the second verse tickle me. Here’s an instance of “if it ain’t broke don’t fix it” and it really made me wish the rest of the show’s choreo hadn’t been updated. It’s cute. It’s fun. It’s what you want. I have gripes about Mungo’s performance, but I already talked about that, and it comes down to actor choice and whatnot. But overall it’s familiar, it’s pleasing, it’s wonderful!! Double cartwheel = monkey neuron activation. Thank you for it. Thank you. I loved it.

Old Deuteronomy is pretty similar, thank god. It’s a joy to listen to. Others have mentioned it but when Tugger starts singing his bit, Munk gets nervous about it, but nobody said HOW nervous! He literally starts furiously shaking his head like “nononono!” until he realizes Tugger’s not gonna say something stupid and relaxes. That was really cute hahaha. I didn’t pay attention to the other cats much because I kept waiting to see Old Deut. They start off staring into the audience/making it seem like he’s back there, and from my understanding pre-covid he WOULD be in the audience, entering through the back of the theatre and being led on stage. That’s something you don’t really know from the 98 version and it was an interesting thing to find out. However we live in covid times, so eventually they all stop looking forward and turn their attention to the audience’s right, and Misto brings Deut on stage from behind the curtain. The lack of kittens is really palpable here. No proper kitten stampede. It cheapens it a bit, but it’s still endearing.

In the 98 version this is where Pekes and Pollicles happens. In this production it doesn’t. We get the “And Jellicle cats can all rejoice!” and they start celebrating Deut’s arrival properly, and are interrupted by the Macavity scare. Like I said earlier I can’t quite remember if the singing about Macavity happened earlier or if it happened here. From what I remember, Deut doesn’t do his speech about jellicle cats and pollicle dogs either. I don’t quite mind Pekes and Pollicles being moved. But timing-wise I think it would keep the acts a little more balanced if it had stayed where it was.

It hops right into the Jellicle Ball here with Deut saying “Jellicle cats come out tonight, Jellicle cats come back, come all!” instead of “come one, come all.” He’s literally telling everyone to come out of hiding. 

Old Deut sings the first few lines of the ball himself, instead of Vic and Jem/Silly singing them. I didn’t Hate the change but it’s another one of those “why change it at all” things. But then other cats start taking over and it proceeds as normal, for a time. 

Here is where the choreo changes bothered me the absolute most. The Jellicle Ball is iconic! It’s my fave part of the show and def of the 98 version. I’m obsessed with the choreo for it. So to see SO MANY iconic pieces for me thrown away in favor of a lot of lifts and jerky motions was really, really sad. Like GODDDD they didn’t even have what I call the “hot toms” section, with Munk and Alonzo in front doing their bit, and they didn’t have “Tugger’s boyband” either, where he takes center stage with the toms behind him. While it was really nice to see cats paired off more, and to see munk and deme get their little moments, I really would’ve rather left my demestrap moments to the imagination in favor of getting the better choreo. It was also cut down a bit?? If anything I was expecting it to be LONGER because I know the 98 version has a section cut out, but this was shorter than that. That was really fucking disappointing. Plato and Vic’s duet was on point, because it’s really hard to fuck that up, and the cuddle pile was ADORABLE, but yeah. GOD so many bits being changed really hurt it for me. 

However the LIGHTING was an absolute beast, in the best way. I mentioned in my other posts that the lighting in this show was really the MVP and it def hit during the jellicle ball. It emphasized the atmosphere, it was fun, it was dynamic, it kept the excitement flowing. It was just super impressive!!!! I loved seeing so many different colors. I really couldn’t get enough of it. The first time I didn’t notice it, but the second time I did: There’s a bit during the ball where Macavity, off-stage, starts to hypnotize the Jellicles, and turns them aggressive and crazed. The lighting goes red, cats start hissing at each other and closing in on each other to fight. Old Deuteronomy steps up and breaks the enchantment, restores their calm, and their celebrating continues. It’s something that you don’t notice really in the hype of things, but I’m really glad I noticed it! That was very interesting conceptually. So one tiny gold star for Blankenbuehler there. 

And it’s impossible to not get hit in the feels during the very last bit of the ball, regardless of any changes. The second night, sitting front center I got chills so many times throughout the show, and that was definitely one of the times. So yeah. Didn’t hit the way I really wanted it to because of the changes, but still hype-worthy and deserving of all your applause if only for the sheer work that goes into it for the poor cast members. Really. That many lifts was Not It man. Not only is the new choreo more demanding on the performers, but it’s just not as engaging. However it’s still better than the 2019 version so LMAO acceptable, I suppose. 98 version is still on top for me there in that aspect.

Memory Prelude was really good. It was pretty much exactly like the 98 version, except hits much more because if you’re sitting close enough to the front you can hear Grizabella gasping and groaning in pain whenever she tries to dance. She’s desperate to do it but she just can’t. Little things like that, as well as the bouts of hissing throughout the show really add a little something that I’ll admit is missing from the 98 one but I never really noticed until I heard the hissing in a youtube clip. Being able to hear the performer struggle here really adds to it. 

If you’ve only seen the 98 one you probably have no idea where Act 1 ends and Act 2 begins, and it’s right here! Grizabella walks off stage after singing and getting no paw touch from Deut. Old Deut gets up, starts to follow her, but then slowly walks the other direction and off stage. There’s no announcement, no extra music riff, nothing. You’re left to sit and think about what just happened. And it works really, really well. 

#my shit #cats the musical #cats 1998 #cats us tour 6 #us tour 6 #the show #JH

[nightblightowl]

Ben non-stop running across exogol to find Rey Ben taking out every KoR with a sass. swiftness and style I could hardly process Ben coming to stand with Rey, facing palpatine with a confidence and expression that can only be read ‘as no matter the outcome he’s ready to end palp’s entire existence’. There was no hesitance, no fear there.

Ben climbing and dragging his force-drained, broken body out of the literal hell pit he was violently thrown into and didn’t stop until he got to Rey, is an image I will never ever forget.  “With the blood of a princess and a scoundrel coursing through his veins... his defiance will shake the stars.”

#im gonna be singing his praises for as long as I fucking need to #because we really missed out on what would have been an amazing character. #they dangled him in front of us like a carrot. and then tossed the carrot into a shredder #tros spoilers #ben solo

[everythingthemoontouches]

hiiii omg you've finally started a game ive been waiting since so long!!!!

what i like about your blog: i lovvvvve the vibe your blog radiates. esp your username! it has moon in it and acc to me that makes it so beautiful and calming. your research on vedic astrology is commendable, yours is the first account i followed while searching for vedic astro on Tumblr. love the information you share, can't wait for more to come! 💛

im in for the rahu mania: my ascendant nakshatra is pushya (im a cancer ascendant)

thank you, hope you're having a lovely day! 💖💖

Hi doll

I adore your username cuz butterflies to me are the highest expression if carefree happiness. A flutter of hope and they always make me feel really giddy and lighthearted inside 💜🦋

Also my sun is conjunct your ascendant 🎶💙

Let's talk about Rahu and what you're gonna feel hypeefocussed or drawn towards for these 18 months or so.

Rahu is presently in Taurus, your 11th house. The world at large is concerned with feeling, living, acting, breathing, singing, and possibly even spending lavishly.

For you specifically, it's gonna be all about

Networks. Friends. Joy. Happiness. Income. Gains and confidence.

How can I communicate with the most people and make myself useful to the world?

Since the 11th house is 2nd from the 10th you could really crave being recognised for your contributions. Could be a good time for receiving awards and appreciation you'd certainly crave it. How is your venus placed?

You're also gonna have Ketu or the south node wisdom in your 5th house. If you're into art, you'd probably find that people seek you out to help boost their creativity and they feel rejuvenated in your presence. You yourslef may not feel as inclined to practice a craft as people could be to learn from you. You're not about play. You're all about the praise you get cuz you're so good at play?

Me? I've got Rahu transiting my 9th, and the urge to just pack up and leave has never been stronger 💙

As for you, you may wanna go on cultural exchanges or make friends from diverse backgrounds. And socialise. A time of meeting a bunch of people, bonding and seeing how you can leverage those connections. As a saturn ruled sun person I'm all about connecting the dots to what's the best I can get out of a friendship, acquaintance, relationship. If thats something you identify with as a Pushya rising then I'd suggest keeping a level head when you network. Don't overspend to look cool. And there's no need to get in with the wrong crowd. Kinda just wanna say fuck it and learn from your mistakes but that's not always the best advice if you're 16 and planning to meet someone who uses psychedelics or whatever. Stay safe. Stay sane. Your 5th house Ketu transit could mean that psootiins of authority and leadership come to you naturally.

You have more power than you think. Wield it. Exercise it when needed. If needed. Strike that balance between abusing power and letting people act tlike they can walk all over you cuz you're such a diehard friend.

Rahu is maya. Glitz and glam. A thirst to go viral and it wants to expand unmitigated. So at this time you could be drawn to people who try to over inflate your ego to further their agenda.

The friend who pays for everything energy.

Does everyone dining at your table have your best interests at heart?

How far would they go to protect your name or speak up for you in a room full of opportunities?

So in such a situation if a friend tried to give you practical advice you'd probably want to tell them to go fly a kite. Don't alienate your wellwishers. People you've been friends with since childhood. You could learn iscernment on friendship, loyalty and finding your own community during this transit 💙

Since Rahu ruled Nakshatra Ardra falls in your 12th house this could be a time if vivid dreams, maybe the dialogue in thr dream would standout. Increased need for bedroom bliss? A wish to try out intoxication?

Meditation and trying out out there spiritual practice? Making friends (11th house) overseas (12th house) and it doesn't need to be overseas just people interested in psychology and the subconscious programming of human minds, what makes people tick and why do we exist and is pleasure even real? The gif reminds me of a spiritual social's rose petal readings you may find a message in one of her videos?

Alrighty this was fun 💙 I hope you enjoy this just as much as I liked doing the analysis 💚😊 reblog, leave me feedback or hmu with your theories and experiences related to this transit

#Rahu mania #Astrology game #Pushya rising #Cancer ascendant #Rahu in Taurus #Saturn ruled #Friends #Money #I pay for everything #Money grubbing friends #Worth #Personal value

[sebas-chan-butler]

i'm SO glad you're watching bad buddy because it's a MASTERPIECE. ohm and nanon's acting is impeccable. this last episode?? it has so many good moments!!! the domestic part at the start, pran smiling bc he thinks pat is hella cute, pat laughing at pran's password XD, THE "no one has this scent of smell like you" JESUS FUCK, ink teasing pat about pran when she found them, pat's slow realization of "oh, i like him. i really do", pat being jealous of wai! but also never ever getting angry at pran or hurting him. all that fourth part was so INTENSE, the confrontation scene was so so so well-done, like even when pat was drunk he never intended to hurt pran. the only reason why he's being so serious and demanding is bc he's so desperate for pran to admit there's something, ANYTHING between them. he just needs pran to say it. he's broken and desperate and he couldn't care less about wai watching them, he just wants pran to say it. and then the fact that pran is all worried bc wai is there and pat just loses it bc "what? are you afraid he would find out? do you care about him that much?" im SCREAMING, everything was so so sooo well-done. AND THE KISS SCENE!!! it absolutely killed me, i'm still shaking. never recovering from this. i could write an entire essay on all the emotions and feelings i experienced while watching that scene, and about all the visceral feelings that you can FEEL pouring out of them, and the reactions and gestures and expressions during the kiss. but that would be too much. just. i was too overwhelmed in that scene. it's been a while since i felt like this. it's such a good work of art <3 ohmnanon are truly gems and as always p'aof's works are always masterpieces <3 2gether, dark blue kiss, he's coming to me, a tale of a thousand stars... every single one is amazing. i'm glad i'm watching this and that you are too <3 (btw if you haven't watched his other works such as the ones i mentioned i highly recommend them!!! every single one of them are otherwordly and worth of so much praise!! 2gether is fluffy and happy and soft, dbk is angsty but it has so many sweet, adorable moments and petekao/sunmork are going to melt you and stay with you forever, hctm is a tragic, unique, gentle and lovely masterpiece that will touch you deeply, and atots is incredibly well-written, it teaches so many life lessons and the chemistry is outstading and it's soft and it's angsty and emotional and visceral and heartbreaking but also breathtaking and it has one of the best written characters i've ever seen [tian my son my baby the love of my life is going to be forever in my heart, one of the best characters i've watched including all the shows i've ever watched], you're gonna love it from beginning to end. so really just watch every single one bc each one is strong in different aspects but they're all terribly good!!! <3 p'aof never fails!!).

sorry for the long and random ramble, i hope you're doing alright <3 have a nice weekend <3

.......GIRL DON'T DO THIS TO MEEE!!! I STILL HAVEN'T CALMED SINCE LAST NIGHT SKJDVNDFJKVBDJFVBJDFB!!!

Tbh, I noticed their good acting and chemistry since episode 2. They put a bl on next level. I don't know how to thank them. I would like them to know how grateful I am because they bring my hope about good bl back. Lately I couldn't find anything serious, good quality but T H E M???? Boys, you are freaking amazing!!!

"no one has this scent of smell like you" Hahahahah I love hiss smell kink XD I don't know how back then Pat wasn't aware of his feeling cuz you don't like the smell of you "friend" khm khm

Before kissing scene, I was so into their fight moment. When Pat said "come here", I'm sure it was for Pran, not for Wai. He was like " Please come back on my side, you should sing that song only with me, you don't belong next to him but next to me" sdjvbsdjkvbsdjkvbvjh MY FEELINGS!!! let's not forget how their acting there was amazing too!! I couldn't take away my look from Ohm face how good he was at portraying Pat's emotions.

I think one whole essay wouldn't be enough to describe how we feel about that kiss. I'll just tell you, I had to call my friend and talk about that kiss with her for whole 2 HOURS AHAHAHAHAH. But I was shaking and sweating so hard. How many bls I have watched and I think NO ONE GOT ME AS THIS ONE!! This is the best kiss E V E R!!! They showed not just to us, but to another actors how they should to their job😎 I always hated those cringe kisses where they just press their faces together and stand like that, not moving for whole 2 minutes 😒😒🙄🙄I appreciate everyone's job but come on. If you can't do it how you should do it then don't do a kiss scene. It can only bring down whole thing. THIS IS HOW YOU KISS AKNFSDJKVBSJVBJHS!! '2gether, dark blue kiss, he's coming to me, a tale of a thousand stars" I know all of them ahahahah and I have to be honest but BBS is the best for me among all them. They gave me feelings and that's important. 2gether was so funny but I have a lot to resent about them. DBK was not my cup of tea but I loved second couple in that show!!! Among them, the best is A tale of a thousand stars. It was smth refreshing from all school and uni plots, I loved every second of it.

If you didn't watch and I doubt cuz they are also one of the best things in BL, watch " I promise you the moon " and their second season too. Their emotions reminds me a lot on BBS. Those two shows really did a great with chemistry and looks and asjcbhjbs everything!!! Nah hahahaah, don't be sorry!!!! You can always come to me and scream about bl shows ahahha, I'm always open for conversations XD And not just you, but anyone. That's why we are here, to talk and be happy together about our boys 🥰🥰🥰

Now I can't wait next episode akjcjvbjhskhb!! Every day of waiting is pure torture!! Have in mind, this was just ep 5th!!! We still have a lot to see akjbcvajvbhsjvhjhdfjbhfgd I'M SOO EXCITED!!!

#screaming about bbs #bad buddy episode 5 #bad buddy #ask #they are amazing #my heart #I hope i don't have many typing mistakes #I'm lazy to read it all over again hahahah

[literaphobe]

mich, beloved, after encouraging u to throw bricks at people I am here to sing sadf praises.

before I totally sing praises i would first like to say that I never liked the car fic that shall not be named and I never will like it. HOWEVER I’ve always liked sadf and always will. so that person who said “it’s gonna be stupid gross car fic pt2.” no it’s not- and I am ur witness. car fic was blatantly sexualized and sadf is cool as fuck. it’s well written, ur characterization is CONSISTENT AND ACCURATE. it. is. wonderful.

anyway, chapter nine. chapter nine gets kisses and kisses and kisses and kisses and kisses. mich, I am kissing ur beautiful big brain. many things I particularly liked about sadf stick in my head, but I think the award for most cool things sticking in my head per chapter is gonna be for chapter nine. i love this. i love it I love it I love it.A A A AAGH I love the ending I love it ok it’s awesome. like. this is what it leads up to yeah? fuckin. sadf!george just refusing to talk about his stuff for so long and then it’s just out there now and it’s like “oh no!” for him and then dreams like. “ok well I liked that ahah.. aha.” Epic. it’s epic what can I say this is like exactly how it should go. oops gnf got jealous and spilled too much and he should probably stop talking but dreams like ok that’s cool that was Epic though and I liked That. and that’s. ok that’s kind of like. OKAY LOOK IM TIRED AND IM BLABBING IT WAS COOL AND IT WAS GOOD AND my brain doesn’t work goodly but godDAMN mich I am kissing u so much for your good choices in writing this UR SO COOLOOL. and the HAND THING. like. they just gotta hold hands yknow. AAAAGH OK the endings so good and ITS NOT EVEN THE WHOLE END YET. ITS THE SECOND TO LAST CHAPTER AND ITS JUST SO COOL. i am that guy who grabs the back of peoples chairs when they’re hype and just like shakes it like wooooooooo !!!!

ok I’m gonna shut up now actually because I’m not very good at putting my brain junk into proper sentences/words sometimes. just know that you are so cool, and sadf is so cool, and I couldn’t ask for anything better :]

NO thank you so much for these sentences 🥺🥺🥺 they mean the absolute world to me and im so so glad u agree!! THIS is how it had to happen… sadf!george in spite of all his agony was TOO COMFORTABLE and on some level while he thought he could never ‘have dream’ completely and continuously he never really conceived that he could lose him LIKE THIS and THIS FAST and it was just a tiny thing but. some people are very jealous in nature and we need that jealousy to kickstart action sometimes… he was a tiny bit too complacent and then he couldn’t hold anything back anymore bc it was all growing in him too all those feelings expanding and getting Worse

#ask #sadf #sadf_praise #sadf spoilers

[zevlors-tail]

Jfc i am nervou s

Thirsty thursday?? Im in

Ok but imagine izuku being HELLA pent up for months and female!reader knows this but want to see him at his breakpoint and end up in like

A m e s s

God i can only imAGINE how riled up he'll get ,_,

Oooohhhh man. Don’t push the green bean, anon. He’s already so frustrated...

I wrote this while listening to “Edge of Heaven” by Breathe Carolina if you want to experience what I did lol. I’ve fucking ascended after writing this. Only Dom!Deku exists in my brain right now. That’s it. Head empty, one thought: Dom!Deku.

If there was one thing Izuku Midoriya hated more than spending time away from you, it was spending time away from you because of stupid fucking steak outs that got him nowhere in the end. A month. A whole month he spent away from you; a month away from your love, a month away from your care, a month away from your touch. The two of you hadn’t done much in terms of intimacy in the weeks leading up to his time away either...mostly because neither of you had the time. You worked a small 9-5 job on the side, and with his hero work being so prominent in his life, the two of you sometimes found it hard to get any alone time.

So maybe that’s why, when he came back from work that night in a terrible mood, you felt the need to push his buttons. Maybe you knew he was pent up. Maybe you knew he was frustrated. Maybe you just wanted to get a rise out of him, or maybe you found it fun. Whatever the reason, you’d went and done it alright. You acted like an outright brat, teased him, picked a trivial argument with him, and then left him high and dry- or, at least you tried to. Deku was having none of that.

“You know what? I’m tired, I’m going to fucking bed. So much for the new lingerie I bought...” You pushed yourself up and off the couch and sauntered towards the bedroom, swaying your hips a little on purpose just to prove a point. Izuku stared at you the whole time, eyes narrowing and following your form to the entryway of the bedroom. While you did feel bad for your pent up boyfriend, you’d missed him a lot over the last month, and he’d only called a handful of times while he was away. You understood steak outs were tricky, sure, but you felt neglected and pent up too.

“New linger- what!? Y/N, that’s not fair!” He threw his arms up in the air before pulling at his hair in frustration, a dangerous glint shining in his eyes.

“Not fair? You left me alone for a month and barely called, how is that fair, huh!?”

There was a short lived moment of silence before he closed the small distance between the two of you within a couple strides, and the next thing you knew your legs were hitting the back of the bed as he hungrily kissed down your neck, hands wandering to the hem of your shirt and slipping underneath. You moaned as he pushed you down onto the bed and toppled on to you, his hands cupping your breasts and giving a harsh squeeze.

“You know, if you wanted me to rail you to the high heavens, Y/N, all you had to do was fucking ask.”

The smoldering look he gives you sends a shiver down your spine. It only takes him a matter of seconds to strip both of you of your clothes, and then he’s going straight for what he wants without any shame. Both of you are pent up, both frustrated, both aching just to touch each other and consume each other. He finds his place atop you, straddles your waist with his legs as he gathers both of your smaller wrists in his one giant hand and pins them above your head. His other hand kneads and massages at one of your breasts as he watches you squirm underneath him, and all he does is smirk down at you when you beg him for more. Sure, he’ll give it to you, but not until you’ve suffered a little like he has. Sadist? No. A tease? Absolutely.

“Izuku, stop teasing!” you whine out.

“Oh? I thought you wanted to be teased. You were acting like such a brat earlier,” he taunts. He pinches a nipple between his fingers and rolls it softly earning a pretty sound from you. He’d do anything just to hear it again.

“Because I missed you!” You can’t help but cry out in desperation, the truth finally bubbling to the surface under his rough treatment. 

Your words pull on his heartstrings and light a fire in him all the same. He feels some of the stress of his month long mission start to melt away, and in it’s place is burning desire. He needs you. Now.

“Fuck,” he breathes out, his hand squeezing tighter against your wrists. The hand groping your chest drifts down to your heat, fingers ghosting over your stomach lightly before gliding over your folds to feel how wet you are. A single digit presses against your entrance, and you buck your hips up to get friction as he dips a finger in and starts to slowly pump. “You missed me, huh? Did you miss my fingers too?”

“A-All of you, Izu! Mmn!”

His finger disappears almost as quick as it came, but he doesn’t give you the opportunity to complain about it before he’s lining his hips with yours and sinking his cock into you. His movements are needy, impatient as he circles his hips against you, but you’re already sopping wet and squeezing against him, the feel of him inside you almost a deliriously good feeling after going without for so long. You move against him and let out a low whine, and that’s all it takes for him to start pounding into you with no remorse.

“So tight, ngh!”

“Ahha!”

He growls, his huge shoulders looming over you as you bounce against every thrust. He feels so good, too good, and yet it’s still not enough- you still need more.

“Fuck, ‘Zuku...harder, damn it! Hah-! W-Want...!”

“You want it? Oh, I’ll fucking give it to you, I’ll give it to you so goddamn good-” Utter filth starts to leave his mouth as he pushes you farther down against the bed with his free hand and drills into you. His pace quickens, thrusts becoming more erratic as you try to push back against him. But he holds you still, and you can’t do anything but twist under him and wish you could move. You supposed this might be punishment for acting bratty earlier. If that was the case, then you might have to act like a brat more often.

The familiar sensation of a coil tightening in your stomach had you whining and writhing under your partner, blood boiling under your skin and thrumming in your ears as he pounded into you relentlessly. Behind the both of you, the headboard banged against the wall over and over again, small dents forming from the impact. Not that either of you noticed.

“Touch me, please!” you cried suddenly, both your hands struggling against his one. All you needed was a little push, something to get you over the edge. You were well on your way there already, but you wanted it now, needed the blinding white hot sensation of pleasure you knew he could give you. Izuku refused to let your hands go, however.

“No,” he growled, and you sobbed in frustration as you felt your walls start to clench around him. “Wanna make you cum with my cock...”

“Please!” you begged.

“I. Said. No!” He punctuated each of his words with an exceptionally rough thrust of his cock, each time brushing closer against your g-spot.

Moans and sobs left your lips as you felt yourself grow closer to release every time Izuku pulled out, only to plunge right back in with fervor. Finally, as you felt yourself start to shake underneath him, he let his grip on your wrists go, his hands moving to grasp your hips instead and lift them up off the bed. 

“Izu, what-” You were confused for a moment before he resumed pounding into you, each time pulling you flush against his thrusts by the hips to drive his cock deep into you and hit your g-spot repeatedly. “HAAH!”

“Fuck! So good...Y/N! Gonna give it to you, gonna give it to you so- hn! Hard!”

The coil inside you snapped suddenly, and you lost your breath as Izuku fucked you senseless, cock pummeling your insides while you breathlessly convulsed under him and came. You tried to say something, tried to sing him praises, but the words died on your lips, and the only thing that left your mouth was a small string of drool as your head lolled back onto the pillow. Finally you found purchase in the syllables of his name.

“I...Izuku...”

“Hngh, need to cum! Gonna...! Y/N!” His thrusts turned sloppy as you clamped down on him harder, fluids streaming down your legs and onto the sheets below. You felt a warm sensation wash over you as he came, and the both of you lost your senses for a moment as he slowed to a stop, his hips grinding gently against yours to ride out the aftershock.

You couldn’t help but think that if this was how he was going to react when you riled him up...maybe you should act like a brat more often.

#deku x reader #izuku x reader #izuku #deku #thirsty thursday #sweater is thirsty #thirsty on main #anon #aonymous #dom!deku #not/sfw

[keontum]

Double stuffed.

ship: Leedo x Xion

(contains belly fetish content, smut, gas, cum inflation, vomit)

Geonhak was a big boy... Not big as in chubby, but muscular and tall... Beefy.. So he needed a lot of food to build up his energy, especially the days he planned on working out, dance practice, or doing fan meets and vlives.

A live was scheduled for Geonhak today, and dongju excitedly waited for the notification so he could hype him up in the chat, but as time passed... no Geonhak. Dongju huffed and left his room, wandering through the dorms to hear a soft groaning coming from the office where they would normally go live. With a tilt to his head, dongju made his was to the door and slowly pushed it open, seeing Geonhak curled up on the couch, groaning in pain. “H-Hyung? Are you okay?..” Dongju asked, slipping into the room and closing the door behind him. He crouched down besides the couch, placing a hand to Geonhak’s arm. “Mm.. Y-Yeah. Im fine.. Just a stomach ache..” Dongju’s face fell even more, nodding his head at the his hyungs response. “Hey.. look at me.. You feel like you’re burning up..” Geonhak groaned and turned over into his back, revealing his enlarged stomach, which sloshed and gurgled at his movements. Dongju gasped, eyeing the hill under the others shirt. “Oh, dear... Youve eaten too much again..” Geonhak nodded his head, flinching as his stomach rumbled angrily in response. “I-it’s hurts so bad..” The smaller boy pouted and sat down onto his bottom, carefully raising up the others shirt, hearing it gurgle continuously. Geonhak’s abs have faded so much under the bloat of his belly, they we’re almost invisible now. Dongju has been in this position many times before, always soothing his hyungs belly aches, so he knew exactly what to do.

With a sigh, dongju pressed a hand to the bubbling orb and began caressing it, feeling the vibrations of the rumbles, and food shifting against his hand. “Ooh.. fuck..” Geonhak sighed with relief, the rubs and massages from Dongju helping his digestion move along easier. Loud groans and gurgles emanated from the belly with each shift of food that was pushed deeper into his belly and digestive track, causing Dongju to smile softly. “Good boy.. Digesting so well..” The tummy let out a soft burble, geonhak smiling to himself as his belly thanked the other for the praise. The bloat soon pushed to geonhak’s lower belly, most of the food now digested. Dongju’s head laid rested against the swollen tummy, listening to the activity inside, all while geonhak snoozed. With a deep rumble and a forceful push outwards of his lower belly, a loud rippling gust of air pushed out from Geonhak’s ass, causing dongju to jump, and geonhak to awaken. “O-oh, shit.. i’m so sorry..” The taller said with a blush to his cheeks, watching a dongju giggled. “You’re fine, hyung~” He smiled sweetly, pressing his lips to the bloated dome, giving it a kiss. Geonhak’s stomach purred at the kiss, his hand reaching down to cup the bulge in his lower belly. “i-it looks like i’ve got a baby bump-“ Geonhak snorted, the other nodding his head in agreement. “Mmm, you’ve got another little food baby~ tsk.” Dongju’s lips pressed soft, sweet kisses over the flesh, ending at his shallow navel, listening to the belly, and geonhak’s moans. “Mmh c-come and love up on my belly more..” Geonhak whined, pulling the smaller onto his lap. Dongju only giggled and cupped the belly in his hands, giving it a squish. The belly gurgled at him, sending a belch passed geonhak’s lips. “Mmh— Excuse me..” Geonhak muttered, closing his eyes once again as dongju leaned down and began pressing more kisses to the gurgling mass in his hands. “You sing so beautiful when i’m giving you attention~ i love listening to you.” softly, geonhaks stomach rumbles, shaking his whole belly, absolutely loving the praise Dongju gave. unfortunately, the rumble also signified something else. Slowly, geonhak sat up and looked down at the bump of his lower belly, placing a hand over it and feeling it tremble with rumbles under his touch. “Ooo... fuck.. i-i think it’s time to let this food baby go..” He muttered, scooting Dongju off his lap and hopping up, just to be pulled back down next to Dongju again. “Mm, not yet. Im not done with you.”

The smaller straddled the others thighs again, cradling the belly in his hands again. Geonhak let out a soft whine, listening as his belly protested, begging for release. “D-Dongju, i-ive got to go..” His stomach churned and burbled angrily with each passing second, dongju ignoring the cries for his own guilty pleasure. “I think i deserve an award for soothing your belly ache.. dont you remember what you promised lasted time?” Dongju slipped down onto the floor, sitting himself between his hyungs legs, waisting no time as he eagerly tugged down his bottoms, being greeted by a tent in Geonhak’s boxers. “Perfect.. Already hard for me..” Geonhak’s whole face turned red, resting a hand to the side of his angry, grumbling stomach. “J-ju, i can’t.. my belly aches too much.. i really need to use th—“ He was cut off by an eager Dongju, who has already freed his cock from his boxers, and press a kiss to the leaking tip. “You’re belly is just gonna ache more and more until you’ve filled my belly with your cum..” The sound of Dongju’s belly rumbling with hunger echoed through the room, harmonizing with the other belly’s gurgles. Geonhak bit his lip and scooted to the edge of the couch, cock twitching right in front of the others face. His balls rested under him, swollen, throbbing and abused. it’s been awhile since he’s gotten off...What better place to dump his huge load than down his best friends throat. Happily, dongju took his hyungs cock into his mouth, looking up passed the bloated belly to meet the others gaze, sending shivers down Geonhak’s spine.

Soon, dongju’s throat was being pounded into, his bottoms now on the floor with his hand around his own cock, jerking himself. Deep grunts and moans rumbles through the others throat as he pushed his hips into the smallers mouth, a hand over his belly as if gurgled and sloshed with each movement. Finally, with a growl, geonhak released his built up cum deep into Dongju’s throat, filling his rumbling belly full of his seed. Dongju’s eyes widened at the sudden release, his head being forced down onto the cock, unable to pull back. Tears filled his eyes and he clutched his expanding stomach, taking in ever last drop of his cum. It wasn’t long before his lower belly began to flood with the cum his stomach was unable to hold, pushing out his stomach even more, all while crying against geonhak’s cock, begging him to stop before he burst like a balloon. Finally, after dongju’s entire midsection was full, geonhak pulled back, watching the boy vomit up a huge wave of potent seed, still leaving him with a small, taught belly, looking as if he was a few weeks into his own pregnancy. Geonhak smirked and stood himself up, leaving to finally relieve himself, poor Dongju panting and collapsing by the puddle of cum he threw up.

A few minutes passed, dongju laid on the floor, collecting himself. A soft gurgle from his stomach caught his attention, sitting up and slowly raising his shirt, gasping at the sight of his round, bloated stomach. It let out another grumble, one that sounded satisfied and full. Dongju smiled tiredly, cupping a hand to his cum filled underbelly. “you like that, huh?” The belly rumbled in response, causing his already hard cock to twitch up against his stomach. “i’ll cover you in cum too~” the smaller whispered, caressing the swollen mound, leaning back and wrapping his free hand around his length, slowly stroking himself against his belly. Soft moans filled the room, his head full of memories that happened just a moment ago. He pushed against his stomach, hearing it slosh with his hyungs cum, groaning before resting a hand over the top of his stomach. The thought of being filled full of Geonhak’s cum was enough to push him over the edge, and with a soft whine, he released his seed all over his round belly. “Well, well, well... Enjoying yourself too?” said Geonhak from the doorway, causing dongju to jump a little. He nodded his head and looked down at his belly, the mess he made and then at geonhak, a pout on his lips. Geonhak was now much less bloated, and felt much better. He was Quick to clean dongju off and place him on his lap on the couch, holding him close. Dongju got comfortable, pulling his shirt down as much as he could, the shirt riding just above his belly button from the bloat. Geonhak was just about to speak up when he was interrupted by a deep gurgle from Dongju’s stomach. Dongju let out a soft whine, looking down at his belly as he placed a hand over it, feeling his belly churn, digesting the cum that sat heavily inside. “Sounds like you’re ready to nap and digest your meal now.” Geonhak chuckled, laying back with dongju rested on top of him. The smaller boy smiled and wrapped his arms around the other, feeling his swollen belly pressing into geonhaks, fitting together like a puzzle piece. Slowly, the two drifted off to sleep, the soft rumbling and gurgling of dongju’s belly, along with the vibrations it made, soothed them both into a sweet, deep slumber.

#stomach kink #belly kink #oneus #leedo scenarios #leedo smut #leedo oneus #son dongju #oneus dongju #emeto #inflated belly #stuffed belly #kpop scenarios #kpop #belly ache #belly rumbles #writing prompt #sickfic

[worldwidemochiguy]

expectation ≠ reality (18+)

When you first met Jungkook, he was so kind, with wide eyes and a sweet smile, but soon enough he dragged you into a tumultuous marriage where you were barely allowed to draw breath on your own. But, when you meet Taehyung, the cute delivery boy with blond hair and a penchant for flirting, you start to wonder if you’ve found your second chance.

Masterlist

Warnings: Yandere behaviour, possessive behaviour, slight dub-con, graphic penetrative sex, DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE A MINOR pls im not tryna get arrested or anything

Word Count: 4K 

a/n: thanks to @gucieguciekook​ for requesting !! hope u enjoy lol <3

Expectation ≠ Reality

You have had enough.

From the moment you agreed to marry him, Jungkook had been getting steadily worse and worse. He had always been possessive to a fault, but you mistakenly saw it as a sign he truly cared and treasured you. You cooed over his obsession with littering hickeys all over your neck, blushed when he called you ‘Mine. Only mine.’ When he asked you to move in way too quickly, you thought it was a sign he was committed to your relationship.

How wrong you were.

Not that he isn’t committed, of course. God, if there was ever a word to describe Jeon Jungkook, it was committed. He is obsessed with you. He slowly started cutting you off from the outside world, persuading you to stay in when your friends invited you out, and convincing you they were terrible people when they inevitably stopped interacting with you. You had cut out everyone else in your life because of him. 

Your parents:

babe, they don’t approve of our relationship because they don’t want you to be happy with your own life, they want to control you and treat you like a kid. you don’t need them anyway, you have me. 

Your coworkers:

i called in sick for you today, babe. you don’t need to go there anymore, i have more than enough money for the both of us. 

Even your pet:

your cat? oh, i’m sorry baby, she got hit by a car. no, don’t cry, baby, now you can give all of your attention to me instead of that rancid furball. 

Jungkook had isolated you and exhausted you to the point where you agreed to marry him, convinced it could not make your life any worse. 

Again, you were wrong. 

With his ring on now your finger, Jungkook is even more assured of his ownership of you. You are no longer allowed to cook or go into the garden, both deemed as dangerous activities where you could somehow be harmed by a vegetable peeler, or maybe grass cuttings. You have no access to the internet, and the only books you are permitted to read are simple, dull books with no plot or dusty old historical text books, obviously the only things Jungkook is certain wouldn’t give you ‘silly ideas to confuse your pretty little head.’ 

~~~~

“Jungkook,” You murmur, voice muffled as he presses your face into the pillow.

“Yeah, baby, say my name just like that.” He grunts, attempting to tug off your skirt with one hand while the other is fisted in your hair. You roll your eyes and shift your weight so he can take it off properly. After he had separately ripped all your pants at some point in his haste to take them off you, you had realised it was simply easier to wear something less finicky.

As soon your lower half is bared for him, he starts running his large palms greedily over your skin, for his own benefit rather than yours.

“Fuck, look at you.” He mutters, before digging a thumb into a bruise he had left on your ass. You yelp and he chuckles lowly behind you. Just as you expect, he presses firmly on the bruise and you clench your teeth, burying your nails in your palms and refusing to make a noise. He waits for a second, but you remain stubbornly silent. 

“Huh,” he says, “I guess baby’s pain threshold has risen a bit, yeah?” He strokes a possessive hand between your shoulder blades and you repress a shiver, before he loops his arm around you and lifts you onto your hands and knees.

“I guess I’ll just have to fuck you harder then.” He resolves, before shoving himself into you roughly.

Jungkook is not small, putting it lightly, though you hate to afford any kind of praise to that bastard. He is long, and thick, and you really hadn’t been very turned on at all, just letting him do what he wanted so that he’d leave you alone, so you don’t blame yourself too much when a scream bursts out of your lips. You can barely hear his smug laugh behind you over the burning sensation in your core. He doesn’t give you any time at all to adjust, roughly pumping himself in and out as you try to hold in your whimpers.

“So fucking tight, baby.” He grunts in your ear, punctuating his words with harsh slaps against your thigh, “You sure you can handle my cock?” This is his offer: Admit that I’m hurting you, admit that you’re weak and at my mercy, and I’ll stop. That’s all you have to do.

You clench your teeth and press your face into the pillow again.

He sighs behind you, though you can tell he’s quietly pleased, before pulling out of you and walking away. Him yanking out and leaving you roughly stretched and exposed to the cold air is almost as painful as when he shoved into you in the first place, and when he returns you resent yourself for feeling the slightest hint of relief. 

He is carrying a bottle of lube, normally used for when he decides he wants to fuck your ass instead. You tense up, preparing to swallow your pride and beg him not to — it’s been a while and you’re not sure you can take the pain — but he senses your fear and smirks.

“Don’t worry baby, I’m just gonna make it a bit easier for you.” As he speaks, he’s slicking up his cock and soon enough he’s getting back up on his knees and taking ahold of your hips, pushing himself in slightly gentler this time. 

The coolness of the gel soothes — but doesn’t eradicate — the burn and Jungkook has started to move in long, rolling strokes inside you that are almost pleasant. 

“See, baby?” Jungkook coos as his hands move around to stroke your stomach, “I don’t want to hurt you, you have to know that. I hate hurting you, but you never tell me to stop. You have to know your limits, baby girl. You’re just not strong enough.”

His words — though patronising, and awful, and the kind of thing that make you want to whack him in the neck with one of those massive historical tomes he provides you — are spoken in that soft, Jungkook tone that he used to make you fall in love with him. It reminds you of those days when he was just Kookie, your cute study partner with a bunny smile and a pretty singing voice and broad muscly shoulders that flushed along with the rest of his body when you complimented him.

The Jungkook that you know him as now — the one swiftly bringing you to a reluctant and resentful orgasm — is the opposite of soft. He is rough and impulsive and controlling and you honestly fear what would happen if you tried to ask him for a divorce. He wouldn’t let you go, probably. He’d just laugh at you, and then shove you down and fuck you to make you remember who you really belonged to, like he is doing now.

You try to contain your pants as Jungkook starts a series of staccato thrusts. You are sure Jungkook would hear you, even over the obscene sound of his hips slapping into the back of your thighs, and would be obnoxiously proud about it for the next month. He would already be smug enough having made you come, which you have given up trying to stave off because Jungkook — damn him — is really good at fucking you until you can’t remember your own name. 

He reaches around to pinch your clit harshly and you decide that now is as good a time as any to give up your last remaining vestiges of pride. You come with a piercing whine, clenching around him rhythmically until his hips stutter and you feel the unpleasant sensation of warmth spilling into you. He doesn’t stop, pumping every last drop into you and then dropping on top of you, pinning your body to the mattress. 

After a while he rearranges himself so that he is spooning you, arms wrapped stiflingly tight around your waist, and his now-flaccid cock still tucked inside you. You grimace. Jungkook had always fallen fast asleep after sex, but now you are wide awake, hyperaware as he snores behind you. You don’t know what you’ve become. You hate him. But sometimes he says things that make you wish he wasn’t a monster, that make you wish he was the boy with soft smiles and expressive eyes that you had fallen in love with. You live for the resurgences of that humanity, because it is the only thing you have to look forward to, apart from the eventual day when Jungkook finally snaps and kills you.

~~~~

“Jungkook,” you say over breakfast, and he looks up with his cheeks full of pancake.

“Yes, my angel?” He asks, eyes twinkling — he loves when you say his name — and your breath catches, and for a second everything is perfect and you are having breakfast across from a boy who loves you more than anything. And then you see the annoyed glint in his eye — you hadn’t immediately answered his question — and you come crashing back to bitter reality. 

“I-” You start, then stop, unsure of how to phrase the question into a compliment, that way Jungkook is more likely to give you what you want.

“Say what you want to say, baby. You know how I hate to be kept waiting…” He gives you a shark’s smile. 

“I… I really loved all the books you gave me.” You tell him, making sure your voice is exactly the correct tone of gushing admiration.

“Really?” He replies, a pleased expression on his face as he strokes your hair back gently.

“Yes, and I- I was wondering if maybe… I could have some more?” 

His hand drifts down to rest at the hollow of your throat. It curls slightly.

“N-not that I’m not grateful-” You stammer, “B-But… I liked them all so much I read them too quickly, and now I have nothing else to do with you’re gone.” You end the statement with a playful pout, and you feel your self-loathing level up a notch. 

“Baby, you have to remember to take your time with things like that.” Jungkook grinned, standing up and getting his briefcase. You move to the door where you are supposed to administer a farewell kiss before he goes to work, just like always. 

He smiles, satisfied, before looking sideways slightly so you can get up on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek. He reaches around to squeeze your ass quickly, smirking when you squeak in shock.

“Don’t be greedy baby, take what you’re given.” He tosses a ‘Love you!’ over his shoulder as he goes, and when you call it back the words taste sour on your tongue. You wonder if you had ever uttered those words sincerely. 

~~~~

You had been thinking Jungkook had forgotten about your request for books, so when the doorbell rings at six o clock and you answer it to see a cute delivery boy with a bundle of books tucked under his arm, you are surprised to say the least. 

“D-Delivery for Jeon Jungkook?” He stutters, and you had been expecting him to have a slightly high, nervous voice so the deep, thick drawl shocks you in more ways than one. You can feel yourself melt just looking at him. His eyes are so… innocent, just like Jungkook’s when you first saw him. His nose cutely scrunches as his blond hair — longer than Jungkook’s — falls in soft clumps over his eyes. He huffs a lopsided breath and the light strands flutter about momentarily, before settling back just where they were. You think you’ve fallen in love.

You realise you’ve been staring at him this entire time, but to be fair, he has been staring right back, and you feel yourself become flustered.

“Uh, yeah, that’s me. That’s my package.”

“Sorry ma’am,” He starts in his honey voice, before grinning. He seems to gain confidence due to your flustered state. “-but this package is addressed to a Mr Jeon Jungkook, and you certainly don’t look like a ‘Mr’.” He mutters as his eyes drag up and down your form. You are only in your nightie — Jungkook always likes it when you wear pretty, flimsy things — and this stranger’s gaze is making you blush in a way you know Jungkook wouldn’t be happy about.

“Yeah, that’s… uh, that’s my husband. Jeon Jungkook.”

“Your husband, huh?” The delivery boy does not seem put off by the mention of a husband, in fact, he seems almost spurred on by it. “And where is Mr Jeon Jungkook right now?”

“He’s working late. He would normally be back by now but he called and said he’s spending the night at the office.”

“Working late, huh?” The delivery boy repeats in that cocky drawl, and oddly enough, it reminds you of Jungkook. “You know, if I had a wife like you waiting for me to come home, I don’t know if I’d even make it out of bed long enough to go to work in the morning, let alone stay there overnight.” 

Your eyes widen as your cheeks darken, and his open, bright laughter is the nicest thing you’ve heard in months.

“What happened to the nervous delivery boy?” You spluttered indignantly, and his laughing slowed down, though his eyes were still twinkling. Just like Jungkook’s used to do.

“He relaxed when he realised you were just as affected by him as he was by you.”

“Who says I’m affected by you?” You ask boldly, and then immediately retreat a step when he moves towards you. 

“You’re giving yourself away, sweetheart.” He smirks, before advancing another step into your home. “You know… empty house… husband at work… it seems a waste not to use this opportunity.” He waggles his eyebrows at you, and you scoff, forcing him back with both hands until he is outside the door again. He lets you push him with a brow raised lazily.

“That sounded like a line from a bad porno, and I’m pretty sure Jungkook would literally kill me if he found out.” You fake a laugh, covering up your very real and valid fear that Jungkook would actually kill you.

“Jungkook’s the possessive type, huh?” 

Yes, you scream internally.

“Well, I’m pretty sure no husband would like delivery boys sleeping with their wives.”

“What about delivery boys visiting their wives during the day?”

You pause, hands floating in midair, about to take the parcel out of the delivery boy’s hands.

“Huh?”

“I could come around in the day while your husband’s at work-” He sped up when you raised your brows, “-not to do anything, or at least, anything that you’re uncomfortable with, but just to talk. I can tell you’re lonely.” You scoff and roll your eyes, ignoring the fact that he’s absolutely correct. You turn back to him, ready to decline his offer, when you see his puppy eyes. Your resolve crumbles.

“I don’t know,” You had no way of telling what punishments Jungkook would submit you to if he found out. He didn’t even let you talk to your parents, so you could hardly imagine he’d be pleased with you chatting to young, attractive men while alone at your house.

“Come on!” The delivery boy wheedled. “He’d never know. He’s practically asking for it, he leaves you alone day after day, all you have for company are these stupid books!” A dismissive gesture to the collection of Austen, Dickens and Shakespeare you are carrying. “Aren’t you bored? Don’t you want a little excitement?”

You tiredly fumble around for an excuse.

“I don’t even know your name.”

“My name’s Taehyung.” He introduces himself promptly. “I’d like to visit you tomorrow at lunch time, if that’s alright.”

“You sure you don’t have a delivery then?” You ask hopefully.

“I don’t.”

You release a weary sigh.

“You’re going to come no matter what I say, aren’t you?” He responds with a blinding grin.

“I love that we’re learning things about each other! You can already anticipate my actions,” He starts listing off ‘facts’ on his fingers, “you know my name, I know you’re trapped in an unsatisfying marriage-”

“I’ll see you tomorrow Taehyung.” You shut the door firmly, cutting him off.

You hear a muffled ‘can’t wait!’ from the other side of the door and if you happen to blush and giggle like a lovesick schoolgirl it doesn’t matter because no one else is there and therefore it cannot be proved.

~~~~

Taehyung starts paying you regular visits. He keeps up his job obligations even when he’s off the clock, bringing you food that Jungkook wouldn’t let you eat, newspapers since Jungkook doesn’t let you know what was going on in the outside world, and even snapshots of his day. 

Taehyung is an aspiring photographer. He has a small apartment outside of the city and an obsession with strawberries and a dog called Yeontan. He has a life, a life that you are desperately beginning to yearn for. Taehyung tells you once that he wishes he could take a photo of you outside, because he knows this perfect spot — a field full of wildflowers and sunshine that would compliment your beauty perfectly — and you burst into tears. 

You tell him, as he rocks you gently in his arms, that you are trapped by Jungkook. That you hate your husband more than anything. That you can’t remember the last time you felt the sun on your skin. And so, quietly, carefully, the two of you begin to plot.

It is not as simple as calling the police. Jungkook has enough money that there is no crime he cannot buy his way out of, no officer he cannot bribe into submission. No, you have to disappear completely. You begin passing along your possessions to Taehyung so he can take them back to his place, gradually, so that Jungkook doesn’t notice you are withdrawing from his life one pair of shoes at a time. 

You daren’t risk taking any money of Jungkook, but Taehyung tells you it isn’t a problem, which is slightly strange since you know Taehyung must have quit his delivery boy job so that he could see you every day, and surely he could do with some extra cash. You tell yourself it’s sweet that he doesn’t care about material things, he just cares about you.

“What are these?” Jungkook asks one morning, when he is greeted not with eggs sunny side up and a kiss, but a stack of papers.

“A divorce contract.” You tell him, trying to ignore the waver in your voice. He only raises an eyebrow at you, and you blanch.

You had been expecting yelling, threats, maybe even violence. Taehyung had begged you to just leave without a trace, and abandon Jungkook to his own horrid life of loneliness, but you just can’t do that, even if it is the safer option. There is still a small, pathetic part of you that clings to the idea of Kookie, the boy with wire-rimmed glasses and carefree smiles who always accepted your help with questions he couldn’t answer. Even though you know that side of him is now long-dead, if it ever even existed in the first place.

However, Jungkook is currently subverting all of your expectations. He sits there calmly, leafing through the papers.

“These don’t make any sense.” He remarks. You attempt to snatch them back, but he holds them out of your reach.

“Yes, well, I wasn’t really expecting you to read them.” You reply, embarrassed. The fake contract had been your idea, a way of telling Jungkook you wanted a divorce without actually saying the words. Of course, you had expected him to fling them into the fire, or something equally as dramatic, not read through them carefully and snort at all the typos. 

“I understand.” He declares eventually. “You want my attention, so you’re pretending that you want to leave me. Very funny, baby.”

“That’s not true!” You burst out, cheeks burning. “I am leaving you, divorce contract or not.” 

“Hush, baby, you know I don’t like it when you lie.” Jungkook purrs, his eyes burning dangerously.

“I don’t care what you like anymore, Jungkook.” You respond, suddenly furious, “I’ve spent so many years as your wife, being terrified by you, being controlled and miserable. Now I’ve got Taehyung, and I’m finally happy! I love him, Jungkook, not you. I’m leaving.” 

You turn away and storm to the door, but hesitate when you hear Jungkook chuckle.

“If you think you are liberating yourself by going to Kim Taehyung… you are wrong, baby.” 

“H-How do you know his family name?” You ask, fear starting to invade your mind.

“I know a lot of things about Mr Kim,” Jungkook spits, and his anger starts to bleed through. “He is not who you think he is, baby. Are you sure you want to go?” His patronising tone is the last straw for you. 

“I’d rather die than stay here with you.”

“Who knows, baby, Mr Kim might just fulfil your wish.” You blanch again, hesitating with your hand on the lock, a breath away from freedom.

“Y-You’re just trying to scare me.” You stutter, and you hear him sigh behind you.

“No, baby, I’m trying to warn you, but you insist on being so, so dumb. I don’t like to see you hurt, remember? But, if this will teach you a lesson about how lucky you are to have me, I guess I’ll have to let you go. Just remember, baby, when you’re with him and it’s not all you expect it to be, I will be coming for you.” As he speaks, he rises from his seat and moves across the room until he is right behind you, his breath ghosting on the back of your neck as you stubbornly refuse to turn, hand still poised on the latch.

“I’m not coming back.” You whisper, and you feel a huff of laughter against your neck.

“No, baby, I’ll rescue you, and take you back. I promise, you’ll be counting the days until you’re in my arms again.”

~~~~

Jungkook watches from the window as your harried form disappears into the distance. Cursing softly to himself, he turns on his phone and pulls up a number he is loathe to possess. 

“So, she left you, huh?” A cocky voice drawls across the line.

“Shut it, Kim.” Jungkook snaps, “She’s still my wife, she still belongs to me.”

“Oh? You didn’t sign the divorce papers?”

“Yes, very funny by the way, Kim. ‘I hereby announce that Kim Taehyung has been our mother’s favourite from the moment of his conception.’ You should’ve become a comic instead of a criminal.” Jungkook reads a line from the fake files. 

“Well, I could say the same to you, baby brother, allowing your wife to leave you like this. It’s the funniest thing I’ve heard in years.”

“Half-brother.” Jungkook growls. “And she hasn’t left me.”

“The tracker I planted on her begs to differ.”

“She’s just…” Jungkook huffs, “Confused.”

“No, she’s just got good taste, obviously.”

“You really are pathetic, stealing your little brother’s toys like this, hyung.” Jungkook taunts. “Soon, very soon, I’m going to come and get her back. I better not find her too broken when I get there.” 

Jungkook hangs up, mutters a curse under his breath, and then starts planning the inevitable gang war he’s going to have to embroil himself in because his wife can’t keep her damn legs closed.

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[cool-fallen-angel]

Day 14: Fun & Games

Medium: Digital

So I thought I’d do a drawing for a fanfic I wrote for this one, where Dean and Cas wake up handcuffed to each other in bed after a night of drinking with no memory of what happpened ;) The drawing I made today, the fanfic was wrote quite a while ago

Also small warning for ns*w at the end of the fanfic

@winchester-reload

> Ao3 link <

Dean woke up to a killer headache and overly dry mouth, groaning a little as he rubbed a hand over his face. He stopped when he realized there was a weight on his chest, looking down to see Cas lying on him, curled up close. “Oh fuck.” He murmured, trying to remember how the hell that happened. They were all drinking last night, he knew that much, but the rest is too much of a haze. He couldn’t remember anything. Certainly not this.

After a moment of shocked contemplation Dean tried to sit up a bit while not disturbing the ex angel, starting to regret how much he had to drink with the size of this hangover. Despite his carefulness Castiel started to stir awake, making a sound of discontentment and pulling away from Dean a little. His own eyes went wide when they opened to see the shirtless hunter by his side in the bed.

“D-Dean? What are you—w-why are we—?” He stuttered, struggling with the fact that he was in Dean's room in Dean's bed and that they were both—wait. They were both naked. He'd been pressed up against Dean Winchester’s naked body. He flushed when he realized that, putting some proper distance between them as he sat up and pulled the sheets closer to his body.

“Dean, what happened last night?” He asked, not remembering anything either. All he knew right now was that he'd woken up with a huge hangover in his best friend’s bed, naked, with no recollection of how he got there. Dean gave no good answer either, replying, “I don’t know, man. I’m just as freaked as you are!”

The hunter took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. “Look, alright, lets just get dressed, go grab a coffee and some damn painkillers and try to figure this out together. And then maybe forget this ever happened and never speak of it again.” He proposed, running a hand through his hair before moving to swing his legs over the edge of the bed and get up. Before he could though, he realized there was a weight around his wrist, looking down to see fucking handcuffs chaining his right hand to Cas' left. “What the hell? Why—? What the hell!” He exclaimed, meeting Cas' confused expression with his now pissed off one.

“Well, that makes things harder.” Cas stated dryly, pissing Dean off more. “You think?” He replied in annoyance, giving his wrist a slight yank and groaning again. “lets get some pants on and find the damn keys.” He said, silently asking Cas to come his way with a head nod and waiting for him to scoot closer before he tried to stand again.

They had to take turns getting their underwear on, Dean picking out some sweats and Cas picking up the jeans he’d worn the night before. They both awkwardly gave each other a bit of privacy, looking away and trying not to let curiosity take hold of them as they each covered their modesty. They had to quite embarrassedly get cleaned up too, what with the dried come on their stomachs and chests making it very clear what they did with each other. Not that it wasn’t already pretty obvious. Either way they tried to ignore the facts and just get through the awkward encounter, searching around for the keys to the handcuffs. Once they were found Dean gladly took them off, rubbing his wrist a little before getting a shirt on. “Come on, lets head to the kitchen.” Dean grumbled once Cas got a shirt on too, leaving the room with him.

16 hours ago

“Alright! Beer run is complete and we have everything we need to get this party started!” Dean exclaimed as he walked down the stairs with bags in tow. Sam and Cas were sitting on the couch in front of the tv they’d set up a while back. Dean passed them each a beer, unpacking everything else he’d bought at the same time. “I also got us some vodka shots and other assorted drinks, and snacks of course.” He explained happily, plopping down beside Cas with a smile.

“So, this’ll be your first proper time getting hammered as a human. Excited?” Dean asked Cas, taking a swig of beer.

“I don’t plan on getting that drunk, but yes, I suppose so.” He replied, taking a small sip himself.

“Come on, man, it's game night! Get in the partying spirit!” Dean encouraged, nudging his arm playfully. Cas had been without his grace and wings for a few months now, slowly getting used to the trials of being human. With some help, of course. Dean especially had been more then happy to help the poor guy, there was a lot of stuff to get used to.

Sam chuckled a little, giving Cas a sympathetic smile. “Don't worry, it’ll be fun. I'll make sure he doesn’t go too crazy.” He said, looking at Dean pointedly. The elder hunter scoffed, taking another swig. “Whatever, grandma. It’s gonna be an awesome night.”

Dean and Cas walked into the kitchen with their heads down low, heading for the coffee machine first. Sam was already there reading a newspaper, smiling far too brightly when he saw the pair enter. “Hey guys, how'd you sleep?” He asked with a knowing expression, taking a sip of his coffee.

“Just peachy.” Dean grumbled, taking a couple painkillers with Cas.

“So, last night, huh? Pretty fun.” Sam remarked, earning an annoyed scowl from both Cas and Dean. “What’s up with you? How come you’re not hungover?” Dean asked, sitting down at the table with his friend.

“Oh, I didn’t drink nearly as much as you guys did. Wait, you do remember how last night went, don’t you?” Sam asked, smiling wider when the looks each of them gave showed the answer to that question. “Oh my god, you don’t remember!” He chuckled, before getting an annoyed punch on the arm.

“No, we don’t. Care to enlighten us?” Dean asked with a scowl, finally getting his younger brother to stop with the teasing.

“Alright, alright, I’ll tell you what happened. It’s pretty embarrassing though.” He smiled, taking a sip of coffee. Castiel was more worried then Dean, given how it was his first time drinking that much as a human. He wasn’t sure what kind of drunk he was, he hoped he didn’t do anything too embarrassing.

Dean just hoped his and Cas' friendship wouldn’t be ruined after whatever happened last night. He hoped he didn’t spill his feeling in his drunken state. The feelings he kept bottled up deep down for fear of rejection.

Whatever his thoughts, last night was about to be explained to them and they should hopefully start to remember.

Sam started with the vodka shots.

13 hours ago

Cas sat back after his turn taking the shots, giggling a little and smiling triumphantly. He was two beers and 10 shots in and was already wasted. Sam had been taking it slow and Dean was trying his hardest to catch up to Cas' level of drunkenness. He needed much more with his high tolerance, but he had started feeling it after a while. They'd played a few normal games and a few drinking games, and now they were at the point where they were nicely tipsy.

“Heyy, good job buddy!” Dean praised, patting Cas on the shoulder. It hasn’t taken long for them to start sitting closer and closer, taking everything opportunity for physically contact.

“Thank you, Dean. You--you've been a v'ry good teacher.” Cas slurred with a happy smile. “And might I say, you have v'ry pretty eyes too. V'ry beau'iful.” He added flirtatiously, staring at him for the tenth time that night. Dean blushed a little, smiling back. “Oh, thank you. You’re pretty too.” He replied, staring back with his flushed, beautifully freckled face.

Sam cleared his throat for the sixth time that night after a few seconds of silence, getting Dean's attention.

“Alright, new game! Truth or dare.” Exclaimed the elder hunter, taking another shot and pointing at Sam. “You pick first, Sammy.”

Sam snorted a little, humouring him for now. “Okay. Dean, truth or dare?”

“Dare!”

“Alright, hotshot, I dare you to sing along to a song of my choosing.” He smirked, already getting his phone out to choose one.

“Pshh, easy. I have an amazing singing voice.” Dean replied confidently, waiting until he heard ‘Shake It Off' by Taylor Swift Start playing. He shrugged a little, owning it completely. It got some chuckles out of Sam and Cas, but he stuck with it until the end.

“Ha, nailed it. Cas, truth or dare?” Dean asked afterwards, taking another shot.

“Mhm, truth.”

“Since becoming human, have you jerked off yet?”

“Dude!” Sam objected, not really wanting the answer to that question.

“What? ‘M curious.” Dean defended, looking at Cas expectantly.

The ex-angel blushed, licking his lips a little before answering. “Yes. I have.”

“Dude, really? What about masturba’ing bein' a sin and all?”

Cas shrugged a little, still blushing. “’M human now. I wanted to ‘mbrace all aspects of it.”

“Well, good on you! ‘S fun, right?”

“Alright, that’s enough of that. Cas?” Sam interrupted, giving his friend a nod.

“O-Oh, okay. Sam, truth or dare?”

“Dare.”

“Okay, umm, I dare you to...” He started, trying to think of something for a moment. “Take five shots?”

Sam smiled and nodded, pouring five out as Dean made a small sound of discontent. “Nice try, bud. Next time though, give ‘im somethin' harder.”

Sam downed the shots easily, looking at Cas this time. “Cas, true or dare?”

“Dare.” He replied this time, trying to look confident as Dean has been.

“Alright, I dare you to...kiss Dean.” He proposed playfully.

Cas blushed at that, feeling butterflies form in his stomach. “O-Oh, okay. I can...do that.” He replied, turning to the guy he’d been in love with the past six or so years to kiss him on the lips, something he'd fantasised about many times. Dean looked just as nervous as Cas felt, and yet just as eager. He was trying not to show it though, giving Sam a scowl before he looked back at Cas.

Cas made the first move since it was his dare, cautiously pressing his lips against Dean's. He intended to just make it last a second, just a quick peck so he didn’t overstep any boundaries, but when Dean didn’t pull away he kept going. He was amazed and delighted that the hunter seemed to actually be enjoying it, taking the opportunity to kiss him just a little harder. When he heard a tiny moan of surprise come from the hunter he felt all kinds of different emotions run though him. Giddiness, excitement, a tiny hint of arousal...

When they did eventually pull away it was only by a few inches, looking at each other with the same kind of conflicted, surprised and confused expressions. They both wanted to keep going, only hesitating a bit in their drunken states. They each had small, nagging worries in the back of their heads about the implications of crossing this line, but right now who cared? It felt so good. They each closed the distance between them, both much more eager this time. They found themselves sitting closer and cautiously touching more, feeling as though there were sparks of electricity passing between them. Dean cupped Cas' cheek gently and Cas slid a hand around Dean's waist, clutching at his shirt.

Sam had only watched for about 3.4 seconds before looking away awkwardly, not exactly surprised by this result but still feeling a bit uncomfortable. And even more like a third wheel then usual. “Alright guys, well, you have fun, I’m going to bed now.” He said loud enough to get their attention, grabbing another beer to take with him.

Dean pulled away with a flushed face, licking his lips as he carried on staring at Cas. “Okay...’night Sam...” He murmured distractedly, swallowing his nerves. He distantly heard his brother say goodnight to Cas as well before hastily heading to his bedroom, leaving them alone together.

Sam sipped his coffee once he finished with his explanation, still smiling as he looked at the pair. Dean and Cas both looked a bit uncomfortable, having started to recall how they’d acted. How much they’d flirted with each other throughout the evening. How it had felt to kiss. What happened after Sam had gone to bed.

“Remember now?” Sam asked with a smirk, taking another sip of coffee.

“Yes, and now you are going to never speak of it again.” Dean replied, scowling at his brother. Sam put his hands up in defence, even though he had every intention of teasing his brother about this in the future.

“I’m assuming you two have a lot to talk about so I’ll leave you to it now.” He said, taking his empty mug to the sink before leaving the pair to themselves once again. An awkward silence fell upon the kitchen, only interrupted a moment later by Dean clearing his throat.

“So, you remember last night now?” He asked, staring at his coffee.

“Yes. Do you?”

“Yeah.”

They fell silent again before Cas worked up the courage to continue. “Do you...regret it?” He asked hesitantly. Dean finally glanced at Cas, shaking his head a little.

“No. I don’t.”

Castiel let out a small sigh of relief. So Dean really did feel the same way. Does that mean they have a future together then?

“So, where do we go from here?” The ex-angel asked as he looked up at Dean.

Dean shrugged and scooted a little closer, taking a sip of his coffee. “We wing it, I guess. See where it goes.”

Cas snorted. “How romantic.”

Dean scowled a little, shoving his arm playfully. “What would you say?”

“We go on a date, perhaps? That’s what people do when they...have feelings for one another, right?”

Dean softened his gaze and smiled a little, hesitantly pressing a kiss to Cas' cheek. “That works for me.” He replied, smiling wider at the blush that started to colour Cas' cheeks.

“Good talk. Now, can we agree to forget the embarrassing parts and just remember the fun bits from last night?” Dean asked. Cas nodded in agreement, thinking about the end of the night with a deeper blush. “It's a shame we were so drunk for our first time doing...you know. That.” He added a little sadly.

Dean nodded a little sympathetically. It had been freaking great, but not exactly meaningful. It wasn’t loving, more rushed and heated. He had wanted Cas' first time to be more special.

“Well...next time'll be nicer. Slower. If you want that, that is?” Dean asked gently.

Cas smiled at the proposal. “I-I'd like that. Thank you.” Of course, he did hope for steamy nights as well as the slow love making. He wanted to experience everything with Dean. He didn’t realize how much he'd been missing all his life.

12 hours ago

“S-So, uh, that was—” Dean started, before Cas interrupted him with another eager kiss. He melted into it, moaning as he kissed him deeper. He found himself slipping a hand under Cas' shirt, feeling him shiver under his touches. “Alright, okay, we're doin' this. Come on, follow me.” Dean said eagerly once they pulled away to breathe, taking Cas' hand and dragging him towards his bedroom.

Castiel happily followed, heart pounding in excitement. It took a little longer then they would have liked given how drunk they were, but they eventually made it. Dean shut the door by pressing Cas up against it, eagerly kissing him again with a satisfied moan. Cas opened his mouth to Dean, moaning loudly at the feeling of his tongue entering it. He couldn’t get enough, couldn’t get Dean close enough. One thing he knew was that there were too many clothes in between them, so he hastily started taking off his shirt along with Dean's too.

“Fuck, I’ve wanted this for so long. I-I didn’t think you--you—” Cas interrupted him with another heated kiss.

“Stop talking. More kissing.” Castiel ordered, pressing his lips down Dean' throat as he explored his body with his hands.

“Geez, bossy much?” Dean chuckled, taking Cas' hand after a moment to drag him to the bed. They both fell down on the memory foam, grinding and writhing, kissing and touching, moaning and cursing. Everything was so hot and primal, it felt great.

“Hey, Cas, what if we add a lil' bit of spiciness to this?” Dean suggested after a moment, answering the ex-angel's frown of confusion by grabbing a pair of handcuffs out of his side table and dangling them in front of him.

“Oh, is this a BSD thing? I’ve heard about that.” Cas replied, making Dean chuckle a little.

“Wh--it's called BDSM, and yes. ‘S just for a bit more fun, right?”

Castiel considered it a moment before smiling and grabbing them off Dean. He clipped the cuffs around Dean’s wrist before attaching the other side to his own wrist and throwing the key across the room.

“Now what?” Cas asked, eager to continue. Dean just laughed, gently resting his forehead against Cas' shoulder.

“You idiot, you're s'pposed to clip it ‘round the bed frame, not attach us together. Well, whatever. We can work with this.” He murmured, kissing him again as he straddled his hips. He laced their fingers together next to Cas' head and rolled his hips down slow, earning a loud moan from the man beneath him.

He kept going like that for a while, relishing in the feeling of their cocks rubbing together. When he wanted more he moved his free hand down to stroke them together, feeling Cas' hand squeeze his shoulder as he sucked a dark mark on his neck. He didn’t keep a slow pace for long, too eager and aroused for that. No, he wanted it fast and messy, loving the unabashed moans of pleasure coming from Cas.

“Fuck, you’re so hot. ‘M so close already.” Dean moaned, crashing their lips together for another desperate kiss despite his breathlessness.

“M-Me too, I—what do I—”

“Just let go, come for me.” Dean said, giving their cocks a squeeze. Castiel gasped, needed no more encouragement to do just that. He threw his head back, shivering all over as he came between them, soon feeling Dean do the same.

The elder Winchester rolled over, lazily grabbing the blanket to cover them and cuddling up close to Cas as he enjoyed the afterglow of his orgasm. “Dean, that was...amazing. Sex is amazing.”

Dean hummed in agreement, smiling against Cas' neck. “Yeah, it is. ‘S awesome.” He replied quietly.

“Does this make us lovers?” Cas asked after a moment, nuzzling a little at his hair. Dean flushed at the question, not sure where they would go after this.

“I...don’t know.”

“I hope it does, ‘cause...olani hoath ol (I love you).” Cas finished the sentence in Enochian, blushing a little. Dean glanced up at the ex-angel, not sure what that meant but having a pretty good idea he knew.

“’M pretty sure I feel the same way.” He replied shyly, heart fluttering at the expression Cas gave him. He nuzzled back against his neck, pressing a little kiss there before closing his eyes. “Night, Cas.”

“Goodnight, Dean.”

2 days later

Sam walked up to their couch to see Dean and Cas dozing together at the end of a movie they’d been watching, cuddled up close. The younger Winchester smiled fondly, grabbing a blanket to put over them. Cas hummed a little, nuzzling his nose against Dean's neck.

Yeah, he could get used to this. They were finally together and happy. He just needed to get noise cancelling headphones now.

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OT3: Shokudaikiri Mitsutada/Saniwa/Heshikiri Hasebe

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I know you’re gonna love this boo and thank you EVER SO MUCH for supporting me! I 

♡ (⇀ 3 ↼) Warnings: I’M KEEPING THIS PG, I SWEAR IM NOT GONNA DIP MY FINGERS BACK INTO NSFW FOR THESE TWO...yet though if yall want some nsfw headcanons lemme know I’m also projectin...a lot

These headcanons aren’t as good as @toukenra and their writing but im trying my best??? I’m sorry if they suck. 

no lie, this gif concerns me, wtf is that animation quality

To be honest it doesn’t really take a long time for the relationship between the three of you to translate from platonic to romantic. Whether or not Shoku and Hasebe are kissing each other or both of them are kissing you but not each other, or some kinda big ol’ fuck pile - it’s a rather sweet relationship. It’s almost seamless kind of transition. 

The three of you are always together, as though there is a string of fate that cannot be cut - you three are bound to run into each other somehow. You always seem to know the right time to find each other. If you’re having an off day there is no doubt that one of them will be by your side in a matter of seconds. Most of the time it is Hasebe 

“Master, what’s wrong?” no one else remained in the room, affections able to be shared freely. His cheeks would not flush in the presence of your other charges and his hands would find your shoulders, squeezing them gentle and massaging your flesh. “I’m here for you.”

Mitsu would follow after, almost feeling the aura of the citadel come down because of your dour mood. In he would come with a tray of tea and sweets, setting them down on the coffee table and then patting his thighs. “Come, sit on me for a while.” 

Yeah Hasebe knows how to give massages to the two of you. In turn, he teaches you and then it’s YOUR turn to spoil your boys. It’s great. They just....

A soft groan leaves the lips of Hasebe, leaning into your touch. Soon his cheeks flush, and he almost jolts upright, turning back to you. “F-Forgive me, I had not meant to lean against you like that-” you would shush him and lean his head against your chest, fingers continuing to undo the knots within his body. He is hesitant to accept such a gesture, it’s indecent! But slowly does he fall into your embrace, almost falling sleep.

“Ah! Yes, there, thank you.” the massages with Mitsu are a bit different. Soft praises falling from his lips, and though he does not freeze like Hasebe would as physical affection, he does pause a little bit; wondering if he looked uncool or anything before melting into your touch. Loves it run you run your hands through is hair, especially when he’s on your lap. 

Yeah you’re the little spoon, you’re going to be sandwiched between these two mEN whenever you wake up in the mornings. Of course they are both early risers and if you are not, they will move without a sound. Morning kisses are a common ritual between the three of you. If you do not give one to them or they do not give one to you, it’s pouty Mitsu and Hasebe for HOURS. 

Of course there are times when you have to convince them to stay in bed with you and it’s just so nice?? So warm? So soft? You know not who’s hand is running through your hair, the scent of them overwhelming you, and whispers shared between you three. It’s bliss. It’ll be hard to convince either of them to stay in bed with you, but if you promise with a pout of your lips and a measly, “Five more minutes, I promise.” they’re wrapped around your finger in seconds. 

Hasebe is mostly a late sleeper and he’s the one who lies awake at night, wondering what the hell he did to deserve such a pair of loving peeps by his side???? Mitsu is a light sleeper as well, and he will do the same thing as Hasebe, and press kisses to your scalp as you slumber.

You three always cook together! Feeding each other too. Like okay, you and Mitsu are much more publicly affectionate than you and Hasebe - who is much more reserved and will press quick pecks of kisses to your cheeks and hands - but he inwardly pouts when Mitsu gets all of the attention and he doesn’t. Mitsu will pick up on this, probably tease him, and you would too, not gonna lie. Of course, you make up for this by sitting on Hasebe’s lap and feeding him!

Also Hasebe is the easiest to make flush in public. Mitsu does take things into stride after a moment of embarrassment, but Hasebe? Nah. Short-circuits, stutters, the whole shebang. Has half of his brain ready to reprimand you from doing such a thing, “In public?! Why?!” but he cannot help but melt into it. Cue Mitsu taking pictures. 

Naps together are important. Sure the two of them will try to tell you to sleep if you need rest, but drag them down with you. Cuddle them. It’s great. I know so. 

Hand-holding, so much hand holding. Mitsu holds your hand tight, squeezing it every now and then. Hasebe’s grip is looser, almost fleeting. Not because he doesn’t love you but he flushes at physical affection. Mitsu initiates the pda most of the time and you initiate it with Hasebe. Hasebe almost dies every time. They also find it cute if you’re holding both of their hands as you walk between them, swinging your arms as you go. MItsu wants to take a picture of it and save it on his phone - Hasebe is inwardly sobbing at how cute you are. 

Lap pillows and sitting in laps are mandatory. Your boys are going to sit in your lap and use your lap as a pillow and they will LIKE IT

At least one of them will carry you everywhere like a princess, no doubt. 

Y’all can’t tell me that they’re not puppies who wouldn’t jump at the chance of affection from you. 

Both are also rather protective of you. While Hasebe is all in your face, “YOU TOUCH THEM YOU DIE” aggressive, Mitsu is the one who is trying to get you out of the situation. His arm around your waist and taking you away as Hasebe deals with them. 

Both of them sing praises of you. To quote this one old man at work when I asked him if he needed me to get him anything around our store: they would turn to you, and hold your hands, “This is all we need.” 

#touken ranbu #touken danshi #touken ranbu x reader #touken ranbu imagine #tkrb #tkrb x reader #tkrb imagine #my writing #shokudaikiri mitsutada #shokudaikiri mitsutada x reader #shokudaikiri mitsutada imagine #heshikiri hasebe #heshikiri hasebe imagine #heshikiri hasebe x reader #i have a lot of feelings about this im SO SORRY