#it’s also very the much the fact that it’s 2am and I needed to go to bed forever ago despite the fact that there is still so much work to d

[corporealconcept]

I thought that I might’ve been an east german commie in a past life because while I was listening to an auto-generated playlist a song comes on that I swear I’ve never heard before and yet the melody resonates within my very blood and bones so I just accept that this is just a thinness in our temporal plane or whatever and that solange lorelei singt wird deutschland sein before I realize that the melody is the same as “god save ireland” which I have definitely heard before and would make a lot more sense for me to know

#folk music #this is the problem with listening to international war songs all the time #german #irish #shitpost #it’s also very the much the fact that it’s 2am and I needed to go to bed forever ago despite the fact that there is still so much work to d #anyway go listen to ami go home ‘cause it’s a banger #and before you come at me #yes I know the origins of tramp tramp tramp from the usa

[cool-sword]

the problem with like. experimenting with to identity/gender/whatever is that like. ideally i could figure it out and then make the change and then jumpscare everyone with it in post. “hey what’s up, new update, alright let’s move on”

unfortunately, these things require like time and messing around to figure out

also unfortunately, it’s impossible to achieve anything alone due to being human and community and all

usually that last thing is great but i really wish i could just skip that part and just retroactively let everyone know whatever it is i am

#this may be a symptom of the fact that there is something very wrong with me in the ‘admitting your a person with needs and internality’ #really need to get over that one before i can get to the real shit #but also that thing may be a symptom of the real shit #i am going to explode is the point #it’s 2am i should really sleep #please no one read TOO much into this in terms of me being good or not #i just need to rant somewhat melodramatically on occasion #despite the fact it does not seem to help resolve anything #i say all of this as if i’ve even tried #i will #sometime

[x-brik-x]

I'm seeing a lot of people say that punk fashion is expensive and inaccessible, which is very wrong. here is a list of some ways you can make punk fashion easier, cheaper and more accessible for you, since that's... kinda the whole point.

others are encouraged to add onto this!! (just don't recommend corporations like amazon. not cool.)

1. patches!! you don't need to buy them. DIY patches are not ugly or boring. in fact, they are encouraged here!! DIY, in my opinion, is always the best thing to do when it is an option and is safe to do so.

2. speaking of DIY, spikes!! you can make them!!

cut the top and bottom off of an empty can. cut down the middle of the cylinder and flatten it, so it's just a flat rectangle of metal.

cut out a shape that is kind of a third of a circle, but around 3/4 of the curved edge is taken up by triangle shapes. (I'm not very good at describing, so here's a badly drawn picture)

roll it into a cone, leaving the 4 triangles sticking out at the bottom. this bit is optional, but you can fill it with hot glue to make it more sturdy, just be careful touching the hot metal. I tend to hold the cone by one of the triangles with a bit of fabric wrapped around my fingers for this bit. cut 4 small holes in your fabric in this kind of shape:

and put the spiky bits of triangle through the holes. fold the triangles in on themselves to secure the spike in place. boom. spike obtained. this is one I made and attached to a little piece of fabric to test this method out:

3. battle vests!! (like the base jackets). the best places to buy these are charity shops and second hand websites in my opinion, but if anyone else knows any better options, please reblog with those!!

a good trick I find works well on eBay is to filter search results to your country (or state? can you do that in the US? idk) so that a: fast delivery because local, and b: all the sellers of everything that shows up are in YOUR TIME ZONE.

why is this important? when people sell something for really cheap, it goes FAST. check eBay at like, 2am or something. all the scalpers in your area are asleep. grab the cheap stuff while they can't.

4. sewing!! want patches, but can't sew for whatever reason? I've heard of a lot of people with joint conditions like arthritis complain about the inaccessibility of patch stuff, and that does sound extremely annoying, however:

safety pins!! while they are still a little fiddly, they're much less work so you don't have to fiddle about for long. if you can, you could even ask a friend to help, since it doesn't take long at all I'm sure someone will be willing to help out!! (I know I would, but that's just me, and I love this kind of thing). safety pins on clothes are also widely considered to be a symbol of solidarity, so if anything, you're adding some extra love and meaning to your patch pants/battle jacket.

if that's still too fiddly, fabric glue is always an option. unfortunately this means you won't be able to remove/reposition patches, at least without leaving a massive patch of residue, but if you're ok with that then fabric glue is probably your best bet.

for people who prefer sewing: as for where to get the thread, I've heard a lot of people recommending dental floss, as it's apparently much cheaper and works just as well. I haven't tried this myself so can't confirm that, but I thought I'd share it regardless.

5. where to get fabric!! old clothes. rip em up. you don't need any kind of fancy fabric from the craft store. my patches are made of old jeans that I grew out of.

don't have any old clothes and you don't want to waste any good ones? I'm not sure about other countries, but in the UK, as long as you're not on private property (trespassing), dumpster diving is perfectly legal.

I definitely ;) do NOT encourage ;) trespassing rich people's land ;) to steal from their dumpsters ;)

or tbh it doesn't matter too much how rich the person is, since it's all going to landfill anyway. if it's in the bin, it's free game, but you didn't hear that from me. ;)

please add onto this where you can!! and if I missed something or got anything wrong, add that on too!!

#diy punk #patch jacket #battle vest #patch vest #punk vest #diy patches #punk battle jacket #battle jacket #punk patches #patch pants

[boorines]

what pet names (if any) do you think the svt members would use? ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

this is such a cute ask ahh!! sorry it took literal ages to get to, i’ve had the worst case of writer’s block and i’m slowly working through my reqs!

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Pet names seventeen would call you

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SEUNGCHEOL

doll. you’re his world and he’d spoil you to no end. every thing you’d want would become yours and you’d never have to lift a finger. he’d dote on you so much and all he’d expect in return is your love, you’d be his lovely doll.

“look at what i got, doll. you like it? do you think it’s pretty? it’s for you”

JEONGHAN

angel. of course, the angel needs his twin flame. you’d be his angel and his partner in crime. you both have your mischievous, devilish streaks too, so the nickname would be perfect. to him you’re angelic and could do no wrong, even when you’ve baked a cake but won’t let him touch it yet.

“angel, you’re being so mean. just one look? i promise i won’t take a bite”

JOSHUA

love. simple and sweet. he prefers to use ‘love’ because it’s exactly what he feels for you and he wants you to know it, remember it all the time. you’re his love and he wants to shower you in it as much as he can.

“mm, i’ll be there in 10. of course, love, i’ll pick it up for you, i love you, too”

JUN

beautiful. jun is in awe of you. you’re breathtaking to him and he’s going to make sure you know it. he’d call you beautiful so often it becomes a nickname for you. neither of you realise when it happens until you’re being called beautiful for the 5th time in the day.

“there’s a fresh towel on the bed for you, beautiful. you don’t need to find a new one”

SOONYOUNG

babe. simple but sweet. he also uses your name often, he says it softly and gently, like it’s his favorite word. he’ll still follow up with a ‘babe’, though. and if he’s within arm’s distance of you he’s definitely punctuating his sentence with a squeeze of your hand or waist.

“babe, we can do the laundry later, it’s so warm in bed, stay just 5 more minutes? please…”

WONWOO

pretty. to wonwoo, you’re the prettiest person he’s ever seen. it comes so naturally to him, especially when you are the embodiment of the word in his eyes. you could be sat on the couch flicking through apps mindlessly when you’ll hear him call for you. whether it’s to ask for help or just for the sake of having your attention on him.

“want to play a couple of games later, pretty? or watch a movie? what are you feeling?”

JIHOON

your name. jihoon has a way with words, he pours meaning into every single one he speaks. so to him nothing comes close to the love and meaning he puts into saying your name. it would be tender and loving and it would be yours.

“do they fit well, does it pinch at your ankle? they’re very pretty, ____. i’ll get them for you”

MINGHAO

gorgeous. an almost sensual nickname that rolls off his tongue so easily. it shows just how lucky he feels to have you and it makes your cheeks heat up every time you hear it. he particularly loves seeing you flustered when he springs it on you when you least expect it.

“you’re at lunch with your friends today, right? need me to drop you and pick you up after, gorgeous?”

MINGYU

baby. a classic name for a hopeless romantic. something about you being his baby makes him melt and he just can’t get enough of saying it. you feel so cherished when he uses it and he loves the rush of warmth and pride he gets calling you it. often comes with a sudden back hug, maybe even a pout if he’s wanting your attention.

“please, baby, can we watch just one more episode. it’s only 2am… baby…”

SEOKMIN

buttercup. this is SO seokmin. you’re delicate and pretty like a flower to him. and combined with the fact that he’d love being called sunshine or honey? you both are so sunny and bright together.

“i found them! i found the keys, oh my god they were under the cabinet, buttercup. can you believe that?”

SEUNGKWAN

my sweetheart. seungkwan would use ‘my’ a lot, he would love the intimacy as well as the slight possessiveness that comes with the word. my love, my darling, etc. he’d be a sucker for calling you his and showing you off to everyone that way.

“you’re always the most beautiful in the room. let me introduce you to everyone, my sweetheart, hm?”

VERNON

babe. also keeps it simple. he’s more about subtle affection and wants his actions to speak louder than his words. a soft ‘babe’ accompanied by a gentle tap on your knee to wake you up when you doze off on the sofa, another call while he wordlessly points out something on his phone. he’s all about showing, not telling.

“babe, how many eggs should i put in for two ramen packs?”

CHAN

darling. he’s so affectionate with you it’s unbelievable. while he isn’t one for over the top romance, his affection comes through in so many other ways. when he wordlessly refills glasses of water for you throughout the day or throws a towel in the dryer so it’s nice and warm for you after your shower.

“i’ll tidy up, darling. you get ready for bed, yeah?”

#seventeen fluff #seventeen imagines #seventeen x reader #seventeen #seventeen scenarios #svt fluff #seventeen drabbles #svt drabbles #svt imagines #svt x reader #seventeen au #mingyu fluff #wonwoo fluff #joshua fluff #seungcheol x reader #wonwoo x reader #mingyu x reader #joshua x reader #svt scenarios #seungcheol imagines #jeonghan x reader #hoshi x reader #dino x reader #seungkwan x reader #jun x reader #seokmin x reader #minghao x reader #vernon x reader #woozi x reader #boorines

[angelic-dew]

I. Need. Hentengu. Clone. Smut. Pleaseeeee 😭😭

It is an utter need rn- Can you do it with a fem reader pls?? <3 love your work btw

˚₊‧꒰ pleasure.☆꒱‧₊˚.! || pt. 1/2 !

✧༉‧₊˚୨ 🌿 ୧・author's note :: I dreaded doing this sm i ain't a smut writer. As much as I love these daddies, I can't stop writing for them as well- istg I was up at 2am writing this smh.

✧༉‧₊˚୨ ⚡ ୧・summary + word count :: you find yourself getting frisky with two of your beloved boyfriend until the other two walk in and are greeted by a delightful sight that they also wish to partake in! + 3134 words. smut.

✧༉‧₊˚୨ 🫧 ୧・pairing :: aizetsu, sekido, karaku, urogi x AFAB reader! {she/her pronouns}

✧༉‧₊˚୨ 🪶 ୧・trigger warnings :: smut, gang bang, anal, oral (giving), degradation, poly relationships, daddy kink, cock warming, dirty talk, marking, biting, double penetration, rough sex, face fucking and grammatical errors. Children dni, this is 18+ content.

Things weren't meant to escalate this quickly, in fact, they weren't supposed to escalate at all! It was supposed to be quality time spent with your precious boyfriends, nothing more, nothing less. Surely, they are demons, yes, but they are so close to humans and possessed many human qualities. They knew how to strategize, how to be crafty and of course, how to feel emotion. That's what got you three together anyways, their strong desire and undying love towards you. Their precious (Name).

There you were, in your private chambers as all of you sat nicely on the large futon-styled bedding. You, Aizetsu and Urogi this time were only meant to unwind and talk with each other! nothing more and nothing less had to be added, however, you and your tongue slipped up. You asked a question, "You know, when was the last time we actually had this much time to ourselves? I feel a bit bored now that I think of it." This phrase drove Urogi to the edge, you were correct, it's been absolute ages since you all have had so much time to yourselves, and it's also been quite the time since he's never been able to touch you as he's been wanting to recently.

His mind went crazy as he thought about the thought of his precious (Name) being slumped over his hardened, meaty cock like the previous time; the demon of joy remembered her expressions exactly, almost as if they were ingrained into his mind. He remembered clear as day and it was evident in his glassy, beady, glistening golden eyes that he was up to no good.

Meanwhile, Aizetsu took into consideration your words as well. However, he was much more on the innocent side. He wondered, what could you all do to pass the time? However, Urogi already had a plan set up for that and he knew for sure it was very much effective from past experience.

He shifted his uneasy yet playful gaze towards the demon of sorrow and whispered into his ear. His perfect plan which they can use to pass the time with their beloved human.

Almost instantaneously, a deep, but vibrant cherry-red blush appeared on Aizetsu's mocha cheeks, tinting them with the rosy colour almost perfectly to suit him as he stuttered subconsciously, "A-are you sure about that exactly U-urogi? I mean, I would not want to upset her after all, she might not want it! And we can't force onto our precious treasure!" hints of desperation yet restraint lacing his words.

You tilted your head to the side in utter confusion. Just what were they even going on about, you wondered until you finally spat at them, "Darlings, just what exactly are you two talking about? I don't mean to be nosy, forgive me, but I'm truly curious to know what's wrong." Innocent. That's what you were. You had no idea what was truly going on between the both of them

The two demons looked at eachother then towards you. One was a total blushing mess and one had a certain gleam in his eyes, as if he's been pining and desired this moment before. Just waiting for you to say those words to him. So he can make a deep fantasy of his come true at last! This was given example of taking advantage of the situation.

"Urogi you handle this!" the demon of sorrow said in a flushed tone as the other puffed his chest up and beamed in satisfaction.

"We want to 'play' with you my dear, wouldn't you allow us to do it dear? I'm sure it'd make Aizetsu very pleased," he coaxed, the look of playfulness making sure never to die in his eyes as he spoke; his gaze fixtures on your beautiful body, only earning for him to lick his lips happily at your physique. The poor other demon just covered his face in utter embarrassment at his clone's actions.

You inhaled then exhaled. Taking a good breath.

You thought about it, it's been nearly forever since you showed them some true lovin', who knows how much they've been wanting to feel you again. To touch you. And you couldn't lie, you were also guilty as well, you wanted for them to have their way with you just like all the previous and pleasurable instances. You three have more than enough time as of the present. Why not make up for the lost amounts? After all, what's the harm in it, just another form of quality time.

"Okay, do as you please," you said solemnly, fixing your gaze onto both demons, a sly grin appearing along your face as you do so. They were certainly in for a treat and they weren't complaining.

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They fully stripped you away of your pesky garments at this point, and they were so needy. Your clothing had been flung mercilessly on the floor, as for your undergarments? They suffered a worse fate; being ripped clean off of you, only your bare body being exposed for them to look upon. And they won't lie, it surely was missed sight.

Your physique and structure were just alluring making them want you more. They looked upon your breasts, already feeling a burning sensation beneath both of their large, muscular bodies; it was insatiable. Watching almost as if they were mesmerized by how your hair had fallen perfectly in front of your face, only earning a soft, faint, baby-pink blush to tint their cheeks. In pure adoration, their gaze shifted downwards to your wet, gooey cunt that was just as excited as their own massive, meaty cocks that were practically leaking of runny, sticky pre-cum from their thick tips.

The demon of sorrow wasn't exactly what one could depict as melancholy now, he wasn't living up to his name. In fact, he was in utter lust as he looked at his perfect treasure in all of her glory, he needed you so desperately. His member was incredibly hard and stiff, perfect to be in you at this given moment. Just imagining your warm, tight insides needing some loosening after so much time from not being fucked. It was mouth-watering.

Whilst the demon of pure joy felt himself entering the seventh heaven; in utter bliss even and it hasn't even gotten to the best part. Your gorgeous, angelic figure laid out before them was to die for. It was a sight meant for only them and they were surely possessive and territorial over their precious darling.

"C'mon boys, going to play with your slut or what? I thought you'd been awaiting this moment? Don't you want to do as you please? Making me scream; making me say the name of who owns me exactly? Maybe have me do whatever my masters want me to do for them?" you seductively asserted. Knowing they'd snap out of whatever trance they were in from those mere words.

Within moments they pounced on you like wild beasts patiently stalking their prey. Any and all clothing which had been on them was now discarded for they were no longer needed for what they had in store for their pretty little slut.

Aizetsu was certainly the quicker of the two, within an instant he was positioned sitting up as Urogi waited rather impatiently for him to have his fair share of fun. The demon of sorrow picked you up by your thighs with utter ease for his muscular build made it as if he was lifting a feather.

Gradually, he lowered your body onto his lap, his meaty, fat, thick length filling your poor entrance up simultaneously. It went in completely raw and fully hardened, having to force itself into your ass with pure strength just to allow the oozing tip to squeeze itself in. A simple, soft whimper or two emanated from underneath your soft lips as you felt it finally slip into your tight hole. He slowly continued to plant your tensed body onto his length but abruptly stopped and whispered quietly into your ear, "Please relax dear, I don't want it to hurt you."

Acknowledging his words you nodded and took in a few breaths and attempted to cease the tension in your muscles.

He began again, continuing to fill your tight hole up with his member, the length of the whole thing practically too big for you yet you wanted for him to continue. It stretched your warm insides to its heart's content, savoring the delicate warmth and tightness of your hole. Your face became a flushed, rosey, red mess! You timidly shifted your gaze downwards as various soft, sweet, little moans escaped from underneath your filthy lips. Even though it hurt, it was so pleasurable that it overwhelmed the pain, it just felt so good to finally have your ass stretched again. This was the same feeling as last time but better; you were tighter this time, more prone to the pain of it but there came so much delight as well.

Your cries of pleasure filled the room accompanied by Azietsu's faint whispers of encouragement to keep on going, faint words of endearment for you to take his whole length. At last, it was all in. Your insides cradled and gripped around his massive member, it was warm and felt utterly amazing. "A-ahh~ Mmm-" a pleasure-filled cry escaped from under his tongue as he felt your sensitive whole tense up and squeeze around him. God, it felt good, how he missed this.

As the sounds of pleasure filled Urogi's ears, he became even harder than before practically begging to be taken by you and finally, it was his turn to feel away at you, just like how he imagined it. After all, he remembered how his beloved (Name) is. Your tightness could go unmatched by someone else, nothing could ever compare to how warm your precious insides were. Nothing could ever replicate your soft touch. Nothing or anything could compare to how you made him feel for you. How he desired to touch you once more and finally, he was struck with the perfect opportunity.

He wasted no time, using his eagle-like wings to flap himself over towards you and his fellow clone. His length hairy yet somewhat delectable was running with pre-cum from his tip, begging for you to take him completely as the feeling of nothing similar-sized dick brought shivers along your spine. The demon of joy was a tad bit bigger than his sorrowful counterpart. His grith was to die for as you could barely wrap your hand around the full thing. This was perfect.

He grinned like a madman as he used two of those sharp taloned claws of his to your chin and lifted your face up to meet his. The blush that was scattered messily on your face only drove him further. "Be a good girl for daddy now and take me alright? You know what to do, you whore," he said hungrily and more impatient as Aizetsu stayed quiet. Only until you realized and certain wet tongue was running itself slowly along your neck. It caused you to send shivers along your body as well. It was him, himself, your precious lover with the glowing baby blue eyes marking you. It was only playful kitten licks but it began to grow into something much more rougher.

He started biting away at your soft skin. Those sharp, serrated fangs of his deeply gouging themselves into your savory flesh; it drove him wild. Biting until he hit the point where tiny beads of blood began to spill away from your now fresh wound. Licking it away as if it were nothing he starts to suck along your neck playfully, leaving behind deep, passionate yet dark trails of hickeys which are scattered along your neck, some reaching to your collarbone. Low yet pleased hums and groans spill away from your lips.

Urogi can't help but grin in satisfaction from his clone before making sure his gaze is locked on to you. You listen to his words from before and open your mouth widely, stretching it open a bit more just for good measure. You knew how big he was. And loved it.

"That's a good slut, you are just so cute when you listen to daddy you know darling," he chuckled as he now held his thick base within the palm of his hand, his palm acting like a cradle for his impatient member. Slowly, he began to thrust himself into your warm mouth inch by inch. He needed to feel this so badly. After patiently watching and yearning to touch you again, he definitely earned this bit of utter pleasure that you're giving him. Feeling such utter relief he let out a high-pitched but still deep cry of passion and delight that he unnoticeably slipped out. It just felt too good.

He loved the way you made him feel when he was in this state. It brought him such bliss as he felt your moist, wet tongue take in his entire member. It was as if he fell in love with you all over again when he felt you take in all of his meaty goodness and begin to get to work right off the bat with it. Feeling the utterly adoring sensation of your slimy tongue begin to work away with subtle, gentle strokes to his length which gradually got quicker yet still steady in pace. God, he loved you so much, this made the wait worth the while.

Your tongue wrapped itself around his thick length, the best it could, and moved along his base tirelessly and rather eagerly. As if it were hungry, greedy, wanting for him to release the gooey, sweet, creamy treat he had stored within him. As both of your hands made their way up toward his waist, gripping either side firmly. Aizetsu on the other hand was a big fan of the show, a small smile creeping along his face as he watched his clone be sucked off by the shared, beautiful lover.

Jeez, it felt so good, wonderful even but he wanted more; to spice things up and really show you how badly he's been needing you lately. I mean, there's no harm in showing you what he's really made of? It'd be even more pleasurable if he'd do it as well, he knew the feeling of your warm, wet mouth could be irreplaceable. Why not have some fun with it?

His golden eyes came into contact with yours, that same playful gaze being accompanied by some mischief well in his pupils as he placed one of those taloned claws of his on the back of your head. Gripping at your head with all his might, he had a few locks of your hair messily stored within his iron grip. He chuckled deeply before jerking your entire head onto his meaty member with one swift move, causing you to gag when the tip began to slide down your throat due to the force.

"Take it for me you slut," he spoke up, almost like a yell as Aizetsu whispered in your ear softly, "You can do it precious, you know how to make us feel delightful, just keep up with it." How sweet was he? As he now raised his hands up, which were planted on your thighs before, he began to slowly trace them along your figure gently, as if you were made of porcelain. His soft touches linger as he indulges in the utter satisfaction of his cock being snuggled deeply within your tight ass.

Urogi just grinned and forced it in again, this time it went in as planned. His clawed hand still firmly gripped the back of your head and that's when the fun began; he started to thrust and buck his hips slowly into your moist, wet mouth. The satisfaction washing over him 10 fold was unimaginable as he felt your tongue run along his length as he moved repeatedly in and out of your moist carven.

His thrusts became faster, swifter and rougher in pace. He had you gagging repeatedly, over and over, but he didn't care. The more your body forced his member out, the more he desired to have it pushed back in.

The winged demon was utterly mad, his pupils filling with pleasure as cries of pleasure began the escape unnoticeably once more from underneath his now quivering lips. "Oh fuck- that's it baby~ eat up daddy's cock like there's no tomorrow? You're already being such a good girl for me," he teased in between sharp, heavy breaths.

He leaned his head back just a tad bit as waves of contentment washed over him. Urogi's pupils glowed almost hazily as the gentle moonlight crept through the shoji.

His thrusts were becoming more sloppy but still kept its original pace. Your eager and wet tongue hungrily glided along his full length as it kept moving at speeds you felt were too much even for you, but this only made the demon of joy pulse with ecstasy as he started to feel faint twitches in his cock.

"Oi, oi! what's going on here, hm? You two trying to hog all the fun?" all three of your eyes widened. Neither of you said that, but it was a familiar voice. It was high but it had laces of entertainment stored within it, as if it'd been watching all this time.

It could've only been Karaku. Your green-eyed lover, the demon of pleasure and relaxation.

"How long have you been here?" the demon of sorrow spoke up quietly as he buried his face within the crook of your neck, your mouth still full with Urogi's full length.

He let out a small laugh and stepped closer and revealed yet the other demon behind him. The demon of anger, his gaze was cold and filled with fury and irritation. Sekido was watching the show as well, without any of your knowledge. "Long enough to be amused by this, however, you two are despicable. Can't you even see she has needs too? Her cunt is practically drenched," he bellowed, frustration looming through his words.

Playfully, the green-eyed demon added, "Oh, you're right Sekido, mind if we join you two? I bet we could all have so much fun!" It was evident in his voice he enjoyed every moment of what was being bestowed before him.

The winged demon sloppily and roughly thrust his harden, meaty member out of your mouth, a long, gooey string of saliva connecting it to your lips as a remanence of what lewd acts you two just did.

You panted, sharp, heavy breaths escaping from underneath your lips as your mind raced with lustful thoughts which could transpire for the next few hours.

© angelic-dew :: please don't translate or reclaim without permission <3

#demon slayer #hantengu #hantengu x reader #demon slayer smut #kny smut #kny x y/n #kny x you #kny imagines #sekido #karaku #hantengu smut #hantengu clones #aizetsu #12 kizuki #urogi

[strgrlxox]

༒ ellie nsfw alphabet༺

✟ ꙳ i've never done one of these before so bear with me please 🙌 ❞¸

+ ¸ ❞ i was gonna tag everything that occurs but it's kind of a lot and this is kind of filthy so just go in with caution ig? + i wrote this at 2am and i was debating whether or not to post at all so . . . ꙳ ✟

⭑ A = AFTERCARE (what they’re like after sex)

you’d still be naked, sweaty, and panting but she’d want you to cuddle up with her no doubt. her body flush against yours, you can feel the pounding of her beating and you wonder if she can hear how shallow your breaths are. she probably tastes it, considering the fact that ellie loves to kiss after sex. like slow, nasty, tongue kisses immediately. after she makes sure you’re hydrated and fed and not in any pain, you both pretty much fall asleep promptly.

⭑ B = BODY PART (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

hers :: her tongue. no doubt about it. she loves how she can taste you and how easy it is to rile you up, could not fucking live without your mouth on hers at least three times a day. i imagine ellie has a major oral fixation. so yeah, she's touching and licking everywhere.

yours :: this was hard to say because ellie truly does adore your entire body. she loves your hands and the way they grab at her when you wanna pull her closer, how they feel interlocked with hers when she’s rutting her pussy against yours feverishly, or the way they push her away when she’s overstimulating you. she loves your thighs and the way they shake for her or the way they clench around her head when she’s making you cum around her tongue. she loves your lips, how you taste, and the words you say to her. but above all, i think it’s your eyes . . . ellie absolutely adores looking into your eyes when she fucks you. she can tell exactly how you’re feeling and how close you are just by the way you look at her.

⭑ C = CUM (anything to do with cum, basically)

loves it when you cum in her mouth, or her in yours. but ellie has a thing for watching you make yourself cum. she can be so mean . . . so if you’ve been extra whiny (cause you’ve been extra needy) and you finally got home so ellie could fuck so right in the way only she can. she’ll make you play with yourself first because she loves to hear how you whine for her to help you––––loves the words you say. 

“please, i need you.” you’re rubbing your clit harshly, tears bubbling in your eyes and ellie thinks you could not be anymore beautiful. 

“no, you don’t.” she hums from the edge of the bed, the only touch you get from her is her hands rubbing at your thighs. “look at this mess you made, baby. know you wanna cum so you do it yourself, then after that i’ll reward you for being so good, hm?”you whimper because she knows just what to say, reaching down to gather some of your slick on your fingertips. but you nod because you know ellie will make you cum again as long as you’re good.

⭑ D = DIRTY SECRET (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

wants to give you a tattoo of her name/initials (el.w or something because ew tattooed on you forever is a crime). just imagine her, already pussy drunk, then she sees her name right above hip or something. yeah, you’ll be walking funny tomorrow that’s for sure.

⭑ E = EXPERIENCE (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

i don’t think she’d be that experienced honestly. sure, she’s had sex before maybe with like one or two people. but not more than that, probably not very into casual hookups and doesn’t really have time for them. but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t know what she’s doing. she does. she is an eager student and a very, very quick learner.

⭑ F = FAVORITE POSITION (this goes without saying)

any position where she can see your eyes or has a lot of access to your skin (sucking, licking, biting is a MUST). but she also loves to see your tits bouncing or ass jiggling so cowgirl and doggy are great too.

⭑ G = GOOFY (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

fucking depends. sometimes, (like 60% of the time maybe) she can be so lighthearted and gentle. other times, she gets so serious (like when she’s fucking out her frustration or when she’s been away from you for more than a few days).

⭑ H = HAIR (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

it’s the fucking apocalypse, let’s be fr. she does trim it up occasionally but besides that . . .

⭑ I = INTIMACY (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

as previously mentioned, ellie craves close contact and intimacy during sex. it isn’t enough for her to see you or simply feel you . . . ellie fucks you like she wants to live inside you. kisses you the whole time and pulls you back every time you try to pull away (yes, even for air. why on earth would she need oxygen when she’s got her lifeline *cough cough* you *cough* right there) or if she can’t kiss you she will interlock your fingers with her own, clutching harder while she tells you cutesy dirty shit like “you feel so fucking good” and “fuck, i love this pussy, baby”

⭑ J = JACK OFF (masturbation headcanon)

yeah . . . perhaps she doesn’t do it often but that doesn’t change the fact that ellie williams will touch herself thinking about you.

⭑ K = KINK (one or more of their kinks)

dacryphilia :: likes to kiss and lick your tears away. thinks you look so pretty when you cry . . . 

hair pulling :: if she’s kissing you, give her hair a yank she loves it. when she’s teasing you, pull a lil on her hair cause she loves it. when she’s eating you out, hold onto the back of her neck and grab a fistfull of her hair (afterall, she wore it down for you) push her away when it’s too much or pull her closer when you need more because . . . she fucking loves it. 

praise :: tell her how good it feels. how much you love the things she does to you. she’ll go fucking feralll if you thank her!! if she’s been away for a while, tell her you missed her while you slip your fingers into her. tell her pretty she looks when her eyes flutter closed and she makes her cute little sex faces. tell her not to hold back and how pretty she sounds when she accidently lets out a moan that she had been trying to hold in. remind her just how much she turns you on cause baby gets a lil insecure sometimes. don’t forget to tell her you love her, she loves the breathy way you say it when she’s making you cum.

praise pt.2 :: ellie loves to praise you too though. she’s so good at it it’s basically second nature. never forgets to tell you how much she loves you and your pretty pussy. never forgets to remind you how good you look under or over her. thanks you when she’s been particularly needy. always says how thankful she is that you and this pussy are hers, nobody else's.

⭑ L = LOCATION (favorite places to do the do)

will do it anywhere but the domestic in her prefers your bed.

⭑ M = MOTIVATION (what turns them on, gets them going)

i don’t wanna be basic and say anything but . . . like . . . any . . thing!! she thinks you’re so effortlessly sexyy. but to give some examples; if u moan while you’re kissing . . . she immediately wants to fuck, your voice!! the way you say her name gets her going for sure for sure, if you pull her hair, and kissing her for long periods of time (aka making out with her all sloppy).

⭑ N = NO (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

anything that will hurt you. even if you really wanted it. she refuses to put you in any kind of harm. sure, she likes to make you cry but not cause she’s hurting you.

⭑ O = ORAL (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

she loves receiving, you’re fucking amazing and she loves how patient you are with her––––how you take your time to learn how body and what she likes best. the little moans you let out at the taste of her drive her insane but nothing, and i mean NOTHING beats the taste of you. her favorite meal. everytime she eats you out it’s like she’s been starved and you’re the best thing she’s ever tasted (you are). she’s so nasty with it. spit and cum dripping everywhere, sucking at your clit till your legs shake. using all the things she knows you love to make you go insane. will literally beg to taste you. if she knows you’re only denying to tease her she’ll beg more persistently in the moment (she will totally get you back for it later.) but just imagine her being like “please, please. lemme taste you. i’ll make it so good, you know i’ll make it so good.” fucking yummy.

⭑ P = PACE (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

depends . . . early morning sleepy sex is slow and sensual but anytime she’s feeling jealous (or you are) fast and rough for sure. either way though, it feels fucking amazing.

⭑ Q = QUICKIE (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

while she does like to take her time with you, there are times when one (or both) of you can’t control yourselves and need to cum/make the other cum immediately. cause pussy is emotional support so sometimes you or her just can’t help it.

⭑ R = RISK (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

oh for sure. when i say she’d fuck you practically anywhere you let her i fucking mean it. loves to try new things (as long as they don’t hurt you or herself) and she knows the limits. the idea of taking risks, fucking you so good in a place where you might get caught makes her go fucking feral.

⭑ S = STAMINA (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

i wanna say she could go all night but it depends on the day she had. normally, y'all go for about two rounds?? maybe three if you count the sloppy sleepy morning sex that will happen once y’all wake up.

⭑ T = TOYS (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

i personally like to think that ellie somehow found an unused purple strap and an unused pretty pink vibrator. i don’t think ellie would ever like to be fucked with the strap . . . maybe one day after y’all have been together for a while but she mainly likes to use it on you (she’s fucking obsessed with the way your pussy takes all of her) the vibrator is one of her favorite ways to get you (and herself) off.

⭑ U = UNFAIR (how much they like to tease)

ellie williams INVENTED teasing r u kidding?? that little shit. you hate how much you love it, cause she’ll get you so pent up and it’s so frustrating cause she’ll be all like “what’s the matter, baby?” or “is this not enough?” with a faux pout like she’s actually cares that you’re a needy mess. but it’s okay, cause all the teasing (although it may seem endless) ends in reward.

⭑ V = VOLUME (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

the first time y’all had sex, she tried to be quiet. she really did. but, fuck, it just felt so good. she let out one little moan and it was overrr. you told her not to hold back, to let you hear her. she was gonna deny it if it weren’t for that pure desperation in your voice. from there she’s so fucking loud. she can’t even try to control it. but it’s okay because . . . the sound of her fucking you is your absolute favorite sound.

⭑ W = WILD CARD (a random headcanon for the character)

this is so stupid but i feel like she has a really random and kind of elaborate list of the places she wants to fuck you in. the list ranges from in a public bathroom (checked off already) to something random asf like the third floor of an abandoned hospital or something. she got way too much energy and way too many ideas if u ask me.

⭑ X = X-RAY (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

⭑ Y = YEARNING (how high is their sex drive?)

ellie is a pussy addict okay??? borderline obsessive, obviously passionate . . . you leave her fucking ravenous without trying. like you could be having a normal day at jackson or whatever–––you’re chatting with your friends. and ellie is just absolutely enamored. she watched you, laughing at something humorous one of them had said. she loved your every little movement. the way your shoulders shook when you laughed––the furrow of your eyebrows while your friends tell dramatic stories. you made her glad to be alive and incredibly horny. she found your beauty criminal. the ease of your perfection drove her absolutely insane. she was sure she was put on the earth just to love you . . . so ofc she had to prove it. she’d drag you away, convincing you (not that she struggled in doing so) to follow her into the bathroom. she’d have two fingers in your pussy, five around your thigh. she’d be eye level with your cunt, mouth watering at the sight of you. she couldn’t help but groan, she didn’t even know it was possible for a person to be so wet, so fucking beautiful. sure, she could have waited till you both got home but what’s the fun in that? she wanted to make you cum now. that’s also not to say she can’t control herself ever. she can. it’s just fucking hard to when ur so alluring.

⭑ Z = ZZZ (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

never ever before you do, she wants to make sure ur comfortable and she likes watching you sleep (in an almost creepy way) but she just wants to make sure you're okay.

#ꗃ%ellie bellieˑ༄ #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams imagine #ellie williams x you #ellie williams smut #ellie williams blurb #ellie williams fluff #ꗃ%jos library⤷✰

[gallusrostromegalus]

I've always said that kubota did orihime soooooooo dirty >:( she literally has god powers and they get diminished so harshly... I've always viewed her power as her having the ability to Reject phenomena. In canon she rejects the fact that people are injured. What would happen if she rejected the fact that someone was alive? That someone was in her way? Reject the injustices that led to her and her friends' world being turned upside down. Anyway I love that your hime has the spine she deserves and I'm so excited to be completely normal about aeiwam

Some Important facts about Orihime from canon:

Orihime is the #3 student in her entire (fairly large) high school. Girl Ain't Stupid- if anything, the fact that she's wildly unorthodox in her projects and STILL pulls those kinds of grades and test scores suggests that her teachers are grading her like that because her weird-ass approaches to assignments demonstrate a thorough understanding of the material, so she may actually be smarter than Uryuu, the #1 student who gives me very strong "I'm very good at taking tests and telling teachers what they want to hear, so I can pull good grades even if I have no clue what the subject is" Vibes.

Orihime cooks weird damn food, and enjoys it. She also has strange ideas about what's cute, exceptionally brightly colored clothes relative to everyone else, and does things like get lost following dragonflies for hours on end. Screams sensory processing Weirdness to me. Maybe I'm projecting a bit here, but Sensory processing disorders come with sensory euphoria too- I get to enjoy a huge variety of strange foods and the sound of rain gives me physical joy.

Orihime's best friends* are: -The School's Self-affected "weird boy who might be a delinquent or possibly just insane" guy -A Butch Jock With Anger Issues -The Crafts Club president who has So Much Gender Happening, and also sort-of grew up in a cult -The Giant, scary-looking guy who keeps smuggling small animals into school. -A Genuine sociopath whose family probably has Yakuza Connections -An extremely powerful supernatural being who is like five times her age -Keigo. This is not the friend group of a "Normal"

Taken together, these points form a constellation of THIS GIRL GOT AUTISM. LIKE SO MUCH. LEVEL 999 AUTISM MAGE. She's full of strange joy and magnificently weird and experiencing reality four steps to the left of everyone else AND SHE IS SO, SO SMART.

So in the fic, when she sees Ichigo freaking out because Rukia has been Kidnapped back to Soul Society on Bullshit criminal charges, Orihime does what every autistic person I know does, and immediately begins drafting a Solution.

Namely She begins drafting an extraction plan. She gets slightly in over her head with details about what data they need, how much and what kind of resistance they'd be facing etc. etc. until she realizes she needs some concrete answers and, without regard to social conventions like "time" and "Personal space", more or less kicks in the door to Urahara's shop at 2AM, marches directly into his bedroom and starts interrogating him about the civil services in soul society, yes it's weird you sleep naked with your cat sir but I'm not here to pass judgment I'm here to get answers you can put pants on later.

After the resounding success of their operation in Soul Society, the hardest part when Ulquiorra comes to kidnap her and gives her the completely insane circumstances of "you will be invisible and go through walls for 12 hours, prepare yourself." is not vibrating with the absolute mania of the chance to go to Los Noches and FUCK. SHIT. UP.

#AEIWAM #An Elephant Is Warm And Mushy #bleach fanfic

[kurogane2512]

Do me like this~ (pt 1)

(18+) CONTENT AHEAD MDNI

Topic: How they love to have sex with you (women receiving) [HC + drabble]

W.C: 3.6K

Contains: SMUT, fluffy sex, strap usage, scissoring, teasing, semi-public sex

Characters included: Jean Gunnhildr, Lisa Minci, La Signora

A/n: This is a collab with another Wattpad author over on my one-shots book there

Jean Gunnhildr

Mondstadt's Acting Grand Master holds the weight of her nation upon her shoulders; a burden she carries alone. Naturally, she is loving in nature, and not one to experience lustful emotion. As a result, sex with Jean is only ever sweet and loving. It's also due to this that Jean feels far more comfortable being exclusively submissive.

Jean is seldom vocal with you; she's surprisingly self-conscious when it comes to her pleasure-induced face and voice. She always tries desperately to hold back her noises, and when extremely aroused, may be reluctant and timid to so much as open her mouth.

In frontal positions, Jean tends to turn her head to the side when trying to hide her flustered face. However, this unintentionally gives you access to her weak points: her neck and jaw. When these are stimulated, Jean can no longer refrain from emitting those dreaded and- in your opinion- adorable noises. She is most sensitive and vulnerable here.

As a result, Jean is significantly more comfortable in rear-facing positions. She's not typically one for the use of adult toys, yet her favourite position happens to be one mainly employed through the use of a strap-on: Pronebone.

From that position, she also loves when you pull her up to hold in your arms. Not only is this due to the fact that it lets you simultaneously pleasure her breasts and folds, but because it makes her feel secure and protected. Jean finds solace in your arms; in knowing that you'll be there to take care of her the way she takes care of Mondstadt. Unfortunately for her, this once again gives you access to her weak points.

It was long past the witching hour of midnight by the time that you entered the renowned establishment. You were in search of your lover, the Acting Grand Master. As per usual, Jean was so immersed in her work that she had forgotten to return home; you saw it as your duty to rescue her from her labours. So, being the supportive girlfriend you were, you directly let yourself into the Favonius Headquarters.

"It's 2am..." She now said to you, her voice laced with guilt. Mounds of paperwork bestrewed the very desk she was seated at; it was far too much for a single woman to handle. "...You waited all this time?"

You took her hand, pulling her to her feet and into your embrace. "Of course, I did. You don't need to do anything alone anymore..." You buried your face into the crook of her neck, lips tickling her throat as you mumbled your words. "Come home with me, dear... I missed you..."

Your loving actions had left her flustered. With no response, you slowly parted your lips and gently sank your teeth into her skin. A knot instantly tightened in her abdomen. Jean's hands flew up to your shoulders, seeing through your cunning plan and trying desperately to create space between you and her neck.

"Y- Y/n... Not here—"

You softened your movements in response to her plea, starved kisses only barely pressing against her velvety skin. Her lips trembled; your reluctance and self-restraint somehow only served to reinforce that growing knot. Moving further up to her jawline, you allowed your tongue to covertly give her a single, affectionate lick. Immediately, your kiss was captured in a pair of alluring lips.

The little relieved sigh that escaped her upon your parting with her weaknesses didn't go unnoticed, and neither did the obediently raised leg that just begged to wrap itself around your side. You slipped your palm behind her, pushing her hips forward to tightly thrust against yours. At once, an electric sensation shot through the two of you.

You both gasped at the sudden contact; Jean attempted to conceal this response through a tilt of her head and the parting of her lips. She deepened the kiss, your tongues rolling together as one. You massaged her thigh in a circular motion, feeling its hold on your waist tighten. It prompted you to take a step towards her; she fell back onto the couch.

Jean released another elated sigh, her hair falling loose and arms landing thoughtlessly beside her head. You positioned yourself over her, kissing her softly once more as you began to unbutton her shirt. Before long, those kisses, licks and bites were fully indulging her supple breasts.

"Ng- Y- Y/n..." Her silvery voice was all but a whisper, her breathing shallow. You wrapped your lips around one of her desperately hardened nipples, your hand moving to pinch the other. Immediately, her head flew back.

"A- aa-" She bit her lip to silence herself, turning her head to hide her utterly irresistible expressions. Jean stared nervously at the door. "N- no- Y/n... T- this is... Let's go home f-" Her words of objection had been reduced to incoherent mumbling. As she requested, you made to pull away; her legs only tightened around you.

She raised her palms to cup your face, directing you to her readily parted lips. No longer did she object. Jean decided to ignore her better judgement and submit to her present needs. She wanted to make known the very love you held for each other, and came to a sudden realisation. Who else would be around the Favonius Headquarters at such an hour?

Before long, your clothes were scattered around the room; your bodies stuck together in a heated mess. You continued to lean over her, your fingers rubbing tenderly over her dripping wet folds. She clenched the soft material beneath her, her toes curling in a desperate attempt to remain silent.

"Are you ready?~" You almost purred, gazing at your needy lover with half-lidded eyes. She gave a slight nod, no longer trusting her pleasure-heavy voice. You reached into your pile of discarded clothes and produced a strap, which only took you a moment to fasten. In one movement you had wrapped your arm around her waist and flipped her over, and the next you pounded into her eagerly awaiting core.

Jean's eyes instantly widened to the size of saucers; she took a sharp breath of air. The sudden sensation of having the strap inside of her made her body pulse with intense pleasure. It pushed apart her inner walls, satisfying the overwhelming urge to be filled. You paused to let her adjust to its size, noticing how she abstained from speech. She was close.

You placed your hands firmly on her butt, gingerly beginning to roll your hips. The more you thrust into her the easier it became, her fluids coating the strap and walls clenching around it with an aching desire for friction. You gradually increased your pace: deeper, faster, harder. Wet sounds resonated from within the office; you reached for her waist.

Pulling her up into the comfort of your loving embrace, you gently cupped one of her breasts with your other hand. "Let me hear you~" you finally murmured against her ear: a single, covert request from one lover to another.

That was it for her.

You buried your face into her neck, holding her tightly as she succumbed to her euphoric high.

"Ky- ah-! Haah~"

You continued to hold her as she rode out her orgasm, pressing fervent kisses to the side of her neck.

"I love you." You finally mumbled, feeling her breathing return to normal. For a moment, Jean remained silent. She took in her own appearance: glowing, dishevelled, nude. In the light of the moonlight-streaked office, your situation finally dawned on her. She unleashed a short, euphonic laugh; a laugh filled with as much disbelief as it was ecstasy.

"I love you too, Y/n."

Lisa Minci

The languish librarian is very sweet and caring, the ideal big sister (or mommy cause why not). It is known that she electrocutes drunkards around Mondstadt when they misbehave and she in fact enjoys that, hence she has a bit of a sadistic streak but with her cutie, she's very loving first and foremost.

Her most erogenous zone is her breasts, and that's good for you because you love fondling and sucking her breasts. A service top in general, sometimes she certainly wants her own pleasure but don't expect her to become submissive. If anything, she'd be a power bottom. She'll guide you extremely well, just like a teacher, on how to pleasure her the best way possible and if you do well then she'll generously reward you.

Being the most distinguished scholar of Sumeru in last 200 years, she also has some of the researcher mentality which means she's highly unpredictable in bed as she likes to experiment with different positions and locations and even toys. It always keeps you on the edge and she loves how you try to keep up with her. It's a good way to tease and fluster you, she lives for those expressions.

However, deep down you know very well she's into the classics the most- especially cowgirl. You don't fail to notice the changes in her expressions and voice during this— not to mention, you get to play with her breasts like this and that sends her to cloud 9. It also maintains her dominant nature as she can gaze at you and watch you be overwhelmed as she takes full control.

This should be quite given, she's also into electrical stimulation. The intensity varies depending on your reactions, she will never want to hurt you hence there's always a safe word when you delve into this. If you deny it altogether, then she won't force you— though, she'll sometimes playfully tickle you with her sparks, nothing serious.

Lastly, she's secretly into hidden public sex/semi-public sex. It's exciting for her, it gets her wetter than usual and has her heart pounding more than ever— not to mention, your fear of getting caught makes you rougher as well, unintentionally in most cases. And what's a better place than her own library for this? It could start with you having afternoon tea with her and quickly escalate into her sitting on your lap with your fingers/strap buried in her folds.

It was a pleasant afternoon when you decided to come to the library of Mondstadt to meet your lover and read some books while having snacks with her. Unfortunately, she wasn't at her desk when you came in and were told by the knight outside that she had been called by Albedo to assist in something but should be back soon. You decided to wait for her by reading some books hence made your way over to one of the shelves near her desk and started reading.

Some moments later, you were immersed in reading and didn't notice when the door opened and Lisa came in and wrapped her arms around your waist and hugged you from behind, catching you off guard.

"Oh my, did my cutie come to meet me? I'm sorry to keep you waiting~"

"I-It's okay, Lisa. I didn't wait long, is your work with Albedo done?"

"Now now, don't talk about work when are finally together. Say, I'll make it up to you for making you wait. How does that sound, cutie?~"

"Ah, there's no need— Mhm!~" you gasped as she suddenly bit your earlobe, your knees trembling.

"I was missing you since morning, my cutie. You took so long to come here~"

"I...I'm sorry, I was just doing commissions."

She turned you around and pinned you on the shelf as she connected your lips together in a desperate and heated kiss, you wrapped your arms around her and pulled her closer as your tongues intertwined and kissed passionately. She leaned back and guided your hand towards her breast for you to hold, making you shocked.

"W-Wait, Lisa— here? Someone might come...."

"Oh, shush it. It's not like we haven't done it here before."

"I know but that was at night when everyone leaves...it's still just afternoon right now."

"Well, isn't that exciting?~" she winked and you sighed then nodded.

"At least lock the door...."

She chuckled and agreed then locked the door before coming back to her table and opening the drawer to take out a strap, your hands twitching at the thought of what was to come. She removed her hat and walked over to you to make you wear the strap then suddenly pushed you on the chair while she slid off her panties and soon straddled you.

Your lips met in another heated kiss while the strap rubbed over her abdomen, you hurriedly slid down her blouse to free her breasts in order to touch. You groped and fondled them before flicking your tongue over her hardened nipples followed by intensely sucking, her arms wrapping around your neck as her head shot back and she softly moaned at the sensations.

"Aah~ C-Cutie, you seem...more desperate. Did you miss me as well...?"

You looked up at her with puppy eyes and nodded before sucking on her breasts again, she chuckled and pulled you closer while caressing your head. Before long, she had taken in the strap deep inside her wet folds and was rapidly thrusting herself on your lap. Your face was buried in her chest as you grabbed her ass and helped her move while she loudly moaned out, her voice in the library.

"Hahn!~ Cutie...cutie....more! Make me cum!~"

That pleading voice was unbearable to you; you too thrusted up into her and her head fell on your shoulder in defeat while she continued moaning out in your ear now. You grabbed her boobs again and pinched her nipples which sent her over the edge and she finally released while moaning out your name. You held her closely and kissed on her neck while she rested then she stood up from you and walked to the shelf where you were earlier and bent on it, her ass facing you.

"Come now, let's continue here~"

Sounds of skin slapping and incoherent moans resounded in the empty library as you pounded into your lover from behind, bending down to hug her waist and fondle her boobs while still thrusting. 

"L-Lisa, can I turn you around?"

She hummed in pleasure and you stopped for a moment to let her stand up and take the position as you requested, leaning back on the shelf and opening her arms for you with a smirk on her face.

"Come to your mommy~"

Oh, how could you deny that? You practically lunged at her causing the shelf to almost shift by the sudden force as you plunged deep into her and rolled your hips while burying your face between her boobs. She chuckled and wrapped one leg around you to stabilise herself and clenched onto your back, her nails sliding down and leaving marks. It seems you were going to be here till late at night~

La Signora/Rosalyne

The Fair Lady is mostly known for her arrogant attitude and ruthless tactics, she can torture anyone as required but don't expect her to show the same behavior in bed. It will likely catch you off-guard how needy she becomes but surprisingly, she wants you both to be in the moment together. She isn't selfish to only care for her own pleasure; no, for her it's lovemaking and love always involves two people. She's mostly into slow and intimate sex but can easily adapt depending on your desires and her mood.

LEGS LEGS LEGS. Do I need to say more? Her legs are clearly a major attraction point given how exposed they are, they are so milky and smooth that you forget she has flames inside her body. Hence, she likes to stabilise herself using her legs, no matter which position you're in you'll always have them firmly around you one way or the other. The real reason is really to keep you close, she craves that skin contact. She will clench onto your clothes and skin a lot, leaving bites and nail marks.

She's mostly dominant in nature and isn't afraid to tell you her needs, she knows you'll fulfill them. While she prefers both of you to be pleasured together, you often end up pleasuring her first and she doesn't resist. Perhaps it's due to the fact that she never experienced such emotions in her life, not even her former lover gave her these feelings, their time together was too short.

Flames flow in her veins and her passion is equally fiery; her favorite position is called Flame. No, it wasn't intended, it just happened. The position involves you both standing face to face, she puts her right leg on your waist which you firmly grasp, her left-hand wraps around your neck and she leans back as you grab her waist to hold her, she directs your head towards her breasts for you to pleasure and her right hand caresses your face in contentment.

This position invokes passion and longing in both of you, you mostly wear a strap and penetrate her this way to work your slow yet deep thrusts while simultaneously sucking her breasts. She herself needily grinds against you hence forming a rhythm between you two and keeps pulling your head further into herself. While this position seems difficult at first, she trusts you enough to give her body to you this way.

But when all this is over, she will hastily remove the strap then push you down on the nearest surface- even the floor works- and intertwine your legs together in a scissor formation. She knows you have gotten desperate; this is where the real fun begins for her. She will relentlessly rub your cores together, scissoring with such need that the bed creaks. She won't let you top her at all this way, she loves looking at your adorable face all vulnerable and pleasure-induced.

BONUS: she is also into clothed sex; it fuels her Harbinger pride. She teases you about wanting to touch the Fair Lady's sacred body but secretly loves the sensation of being touched through her clothes, especially her breasts. You mostly do this in her office when she wants a quick release, another reason why she loves the Flame position.

It was late in the evening at Snezhnaya as you were in your shared mansion with your lover, the 8th Harbinger. Behind a locked kitchen were resounding sinful sounds.....

"Mhm~ Y-Y/n....More~"

Signora moaned out, your bodies entangled together as you leaned against a counter with one arm wrapped around her waist, the other holding her leg up to your thigh. Her own arm was wrapped around your neck and had your head firmly pressed against her breasts while the other caressed your face, encouraging you.

"What got you so needy today, milady?~" you mumbled against her skin as you placed kisses on her chest.

"O-Oh, you know....the usual....aahn....incompetent fools~"

You chuckled and grasped her leg tighter to pull her closer, her core rubbing against your pants button giving her unexpected pleasure. You licked down to her breasts and lightly grazed her hardened nipples before wrapping your lips around them and sucking. She gasped and gripped your hair, arching her back more to come closer to you. You loved it when she got needy this way and wanted her release, it made you proud to have the Fair Lady seek against you this way- a privilege in the eyes of many but for you, it was just love.

"Ngn~ More! Y/n~"

She hissed and rubbed herself faster on you, you both were still mostly clothed with just her top moved down to expose her breasts and skirt pulled to the side. You squeezed her butt and help her grind more, pushing from your side as well to pleasure her even if it was difficult in this position. Her movements became faster and you could feel wetness on your abdomen and waistline, indicating her release. She did a hard thrust one last time and loudly moaned out, head thrown back and hands gripping your head then panting out.

"Did you cum?"

"Mhm, a little....but it isn't enough."

She leaned forward and connected your lips together in a passionate kiss while putting her leg down and standing up properly. She parted and pulled you towards your bedroom by your wrist, your pleas of having dinner first were unheard as she didn't stop. You practically torn each other's clothes off as soon as you entered the room and she pushed you on the bed, putting your legs over each other's in the scissor position.

You gazed at her from below, her signature smirk spreading across her face as she began rubbing slowly and steadily. You knew this was going to make you desperate, whenever she took control this way she ensured to be slow and loving- a complete contrast to her earlier desperate and rough state. Your wet folds scissored with ease as she put your leg over her shoulder and leaned forward onto you, her other hand grasping your pleasured face.

"Mmm....you l-love this....aahn~ D-Don't you?~"

"Y-You...don't? Ngh~"

She chuckled and leaned back, planting her hands on the bed and fastening her thrusts. Your clits collided as she rolled faster, your body trembling from the pleasure and you were no longer in your senses, too overtaken by pleasure.

"Cumming, my love?~ Mhm...M-Me too...together, alright?~"

You simply nodded and she rutted her hips faster and faster, making you squeal and immediately release over her and she followed after. She then fell forward onto you and rested her head in your neck, panting out together while you wrapped your arms around her and happily held her, hoping she was feeling fine now.

#genshin smut #genshin impact smut #jean gunnhildr #jean gunnhildr x reader #genshin lisa #genshin lisa x reader #lisa minci #la signora #la signora x reader #signora x reader #genshin women

[gabbvr-dog]

Humor me dawg, it’s almost 2am an’ I’m a lil zooted‼️🗣️🗣️‼️‼️‼️

Reader is male, past relationship with Graves, hinted Alerudy x reader too- use of Y/N

SFW, still a little angsty… just a thought dump… can’t actually write rn.—- too mugh grass

Basically an interest check, not canon accurate what so fuckin’ ever- lots of plot holes and typos- I’m tweakin’

Reader who is an ex-shadow. Turned cartel; Known in Las Almas as ‘Zorro’

-reader meets Vaqueros and 141 at a bar in Las Almas, he is masked at this time, hits it off with the team (even if they were suspicious of him being cartel.) says they’ll cross paths again.

- he was right.

- Soap gets sight of a man getting kidnapped by a few cartel men. Notifies Alejandro; and they go into action.

- Rudy gets knocked to the grown at one point, one of the men point to his head, and before anyone had time to blink, the guy who was kidnapped comes up behind him and snaps his neck like a twig.

- Rudy instantly recognizes the man as ‘Zorro’… the reader.

- turns into Alejandro and Rudy surprised and impressed, and 141 thankful.

- Reader gets closer with the Vaqueros.

- Alejandro ends up getting kidnapped… and they 141 figure out a bit about ‘Zorro’.

- he had been one of the men apart of a very big turning point in Las Almas. And he was dangerous.

- Rudy is also missing; the 141 thinks the worse… contacts Graves.

- Rudy went to reader for comfort… very soft moment, reader tells Rudy. “It’s Y/N now, amigo.”

- Reader pulls out his old gear… shadow company certified. Rudy didn’t pay much attention at first, thinking it was just dark colored gear…

- Rudy and Reader massacre a compound once they locate Alejandro.

-141 and the Shadows close on their heels, being notified by some of ‘Zorro’s friends.

- Reader and Rudy stumble out with Alejandro.

“what the fuck is one of our shadows doing here!?

“That’s not one of ours, Lieutenant.” Is Graves instant reply, recognizing the much older Shadow Company mandated gear.

-Graves recognizes the Reader instantly. His former right hand man, ‘Shadow 101’. His once most trusted solider… 10 fuckin’ years ago.

-“I’ll be damned.” The shadows seem extremely tense, even to the 141.

-they get the very injured Alejandro back to the Los Vaqueros base.

-Graves attempts to talk to ‘Zorro’. And he goes slick the fuck off.

-berating him for stabbing him in the back, relaying the fact he’s also already done that to the 141, ‘once Traitor always a traitor.”

-once he’s done, Graves genuinely looks hurt… emotionally.

-141 is surprised, not used to Graves ever showing anything other then his witty and cocky attitude.

-once reader, Rudy, and the 141 are sitting alone at at metal table, waiting for word on Alejandro…

- Soap pops the question. “What happened between you and Graves..?”

-Reader actually breaks down. Explains him and the commanders history, how he stabbed him in the back and heart, his blind following of Shepard… everything.

-Gaz and Ghost noticed Graves step around the corner… he had obviously caught most of it.

-again, he looks genuinely hurt… extremely uncharacteristic, and further drove the fact that reader and Graves were definitely close.

-Rudy and Soap continue to tell reader he shouldn’t blame himself for a mistake he didn’t even make.

-and praise him for somehow, after all that, still being kind- even trying to build Las Almas back up, once he beat it down with his own hands.

-reader refers to himself as ‘a beacon of hope.’ And says; ‘that’s all I need.’

-detailing, not matter how unhappy he is, how much he gets beaten and battered, that giving the people of Las Almas hope? Thats all he needs to keep going.

-After Alejandro heals, He obviously gets a well deserved leave. Rudy in tow, and Reader watching over them both like a hawk.

-Graves goes against a order from Shepard, and then Shepard turns half his shadows against him.

-Graves is in danger, and very likely might die.

-Reader… reader finds out, and seems pretty indifferent. Until he gets back to his flat… where him, Rudy and Alejandro have been spending their time.

- Rudy and Alejandro walk in on him crying silently… holding his ‘Shadow Company’ emblem.

Though outdated… it was what Shadow Company was… before Shepard put a fuckin’ collar on Graves.

-Reader explains, even if Graves did stab him in the back, even if he wanted to hate him… he didn’t want him to die.

-he still cared.

-Graves was one of the first people to see him as more then a pawn, or shield… took the time to get to know reader

-Alejandro and Rudy pull together ‘Ghost Team’. Graves was still their ally, and they had ‘Zoro’ to back them up.

-Reader finds Graves, he had made in out of the containment room… and he was loosing blood fast.

-reader instantly pulls him into a closed off area and starts to patch him.

-Reader vents to him, why, why, why, don’t think because I’m saving you that I forgive you, more: why, why, why.

-Graves shuts him up; “you are a dog. You were meant to protect and love… I just with I fuckin’ realized that sooner.”

-“what the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

-“I can’t… I don’t think m’ gonna be able to make it up to you, Y/N.”

-already told him to not call you by your first name… but he was definitely delirious from blood loss.

-“don’t fuckin’ say that shit.” Reader growls.

-Rudy and Alejandro locate reader and Graves, getting them back to the tarmac as fast as they possibly can.

-After Graves gets his ass saved and wakes up.. against doctors orders; he jumps out of his medical bed, and wanders around looking for reader. Finds him.

-Reader stares at him, Graves walks up to him, eyes down cast .. then Phillip, looks up at him.

-“I know… this doesn’t mean anything. But… I don’t want to be the bad guy in your world forever, Y/N.”

-“please tell me what you want me to do.”

-“for starters. Stop following the fuckin’ rat blindly-“

-“did that, an’ half my company tried to kill me.”

-…..what

-“I couldn’t… I could NOT hurt you again.”

“”Shepard heard we were working with someone from the cartel. Of course I didn’t let him know who you were- wanted me to take you out.”

-“I wouldn’t. I couldn’t.”

-Phillip blinking away the tears threatening to spill.

- “I need to know… if I can do anything. Anything. For you to maybe, just even think about… even being friendly again.”

“I know I’m never going to get back what we once had… I already ruined it, and I know it… just humor me Y/-“

-“Don’t ever leave me again.”

-Phillip blinks up at reader, his heart becomes so much heavier in its already clenched state.

- Graves knows he can’t keep that promise. But it wasn’t ’Graves’ that he knew Y/N deserved.

-it was Phillip. And Phillip would sacrifice everything he had now, just for reader to look at him with anything other then anger or hatred.

- a promise.

-Graves puts his pinky out first, childish. But that is how he knows Y/N seals a deal… how he knows Y/N will realize he’s serious.

“I break this? You best break every bone in my damn body. Do you understand?”

“I’ll break more then just your bones Phill.”

-Graves heart stutters hearing reader say that. He hasnt heard it in literally over a decade… and it still has the same effect.

-Eventually turns into Alerudy x Reader x Graves- haven’t got that far tho

#cod mw2 #male reader #call of duty mwii #call of duty #cod x male reader #Gabber Vomit #phillip graves x you #phillip graves x reader #graves x male reader #graves x reader #phillip graves #alejandro vargas x male reader #alejandro vargas #alejandro cod #rudy x male reader #rudy parra #rudy cod #rodolfo parra #rodolfo cod #alerudy #Alerudy x reader #poly x reader #x male reader #task force 141 #John soap MacTavish #soap cod #Gaz cod #Kyle Gaz Garrick #simon ghost riley #Simon Riley

[kira-fluff]

….. can you please do “sleep with no pants” for our birthday boy kita shinsuke??? …… and make it extra spicy?? 🥹

a/n: oh. my. god. YES. i could commit tax fraud and embezzlement if he asked me to. of course. yes. yes. also, I have high alcohol tolerance so I'm not really sure how much is too much...

drunken mistakes | kita shinsuke

pairing: kita shinsuke x reader yes, this is a continuation on "sleeping with no pants on" but I decided to make it longer/special for some reason. HAPPY BIRTHDAY KITA!!! tw: fem!reader, alcohol misusage (drunkness), swearing, mutual pining, grinding, nsfw, dom!reader, sub!kita pt 1 pt 2 pt 3

it was only supposed to be one drink. that's what you'd told yourself at the beginning of the night, but you would be lying if you said you stuck to what your convictions very often. for example, you told yourself not to fall for your best friend, kita. and yet here you are, drunk and in love. anyone looking at you around your friend's apartment could see the misery on your face. they turned to each other, speaking in low voices as if you couldn't notice because you were too far gone. well, you weren't. and you knew now that they knew you're downing your eleventh shot of casamigos because of something other than "for the vibes". honestly, your facial expression probably gave it away, too, with the lame, pouty lip and mopey eyes. the thoughts and conversations surrounding you only made you yearn for another glass of something to dim the sound of your increasing heartbeat. reaching for the bottle of tequila, your eyes met with the last person you ever hoped to see that night.

fuck, and why was he checking his phone like he'd received an invite? you swore in your muddled mind you'd wring the neck of whichever piece of shit thought it would be a good idea to invite your best friend despite all of them knowing (at least, now) that you are head over heels in love with him. you cursed as he took immediate notice of you. kita.

kita

to be quite honest, I don't care much for parties or really any celebration that involves an exuberant use of alcohol. ever since high school, in fact, I'd done my very best to avoid them rather than allow myself to get sucked into caring for vomiting, regretful teens (or adults, if we're speaking in the now). still, when I'd received a text saying that she was wasted and needed a ride who could take good care of her, I already was putting on my coat and shoes, as if I wasn't awoken to my phone vibrating numerous times at 2am. I can't help it. whenever it comes to her, there's nothing I wouldn't do to get a chance to even be around her. she's my best friend, so it's not like it's a mutual thing. just me being an idiot and getting sucked into those eyes of hers. the way she looks at me. the way she smiles. it were those thoughts and memories that had me sliding into my seat at 2:15 and on my way to one of her good friends' house. when I arrived at the address and walked through the entrance, my first instinct was the text once again to find where she was at that current moment. it was a need. I needed to know she was safe. that she wasn't crying or confused or sick. my skin prickled as I felt a pair of sharp eyes on me. I lifted up my head to see two languid pupils blinking slowly at me, lips downturned and mopey.

you blinked slowly up at him. "so," you hiccuped, "you're here kita." his brows furrowed at you. you grimaced. you knew he wasn't much for alcohol, but a more rebellious part of you thought he deserved to suck it because you didn't even want him here anyway. "mm...kita...." you trailed off, unsure where you were planning to take the start of your sentence. "mm?" kita replied quietly, patiently (like he always was). "'m startin' to think I'll die single." he let out a little scoff, "stop being silly. you're drunk. go to bed." you pouted, "but no one wants to go to bed with me." he flushed, thankfully it seemed you were too drunk to notice, and asked, "how many people have you been going around asking to sleep with?" you grinned at him, "just you." kita swallowed down the words does that mean you want to sleep with me? and instead opted for a choked "ok". you leaned closer. "hey kita...? since I'm drunk..." you ran a finger up his arm. he raised an eyebrow, waiting for you to go on. "since 'm drunk, I was wonderin' if you'd indulge me for a little while..." you said, the last syllables of your sentence coming out in a sigh. "what're you-" the next sound that came from kita's throat was a moan as you lifted your thighs up and placed their plush, softness on his hard, toned ones. you leaned in, whispering in his ear, "j-just.... for a while.... b-but stop me if..." you breathed many of your words in but fuck, he didn't want you to put an end to what he'd literally been dreaming of for so long. you then began your slow, languid pace of rolling your hips against his thighs. at this point, you weren't sure what was real and what was fake... but you knew you were dreaming. but there was no way in real life his thighs were that fucking hard. scratch that, you must be in heaven, because the little pants you're hearing from him are more than you could've ever asked for. his quiet "ah"s made your drunken rhythm turn faster, causing you to snap your hips and begin to roll them against his groin, eliciting a sharp groan from his mouth. "a-ahh... w-we sh-shouldn't..." you licked a stripe up the column of his neck, shutting him up. next, you made your way to the hem of your shirt, pulling at the fabric, all whilst rolling your hips against him. in a few seconds, all that was on was a shear bralette - lingerie, of course - and all that was below. kita took inhaled a sharp breath. he was already rock hard and he had no idea what he was supposed to do other than let you have your way with him. he swore he wouldn't do anything in return. you were drunk... but he couldn't bring himself to pull you off of him. he was enjoying it all too much. he blushed again, but this time in shame. he was disgusting, getting off on your drunken mistake. suddenly, you got off of him, leaving him in a strong feeling of want. he could still feel the ghost of your thighs on his legs. but then you reached for his arm lazily, dragging him over to a bedroom. you weren't sure whose it was, just that you wanted to have your way with your best friend, just for a little while, in this lovely dream. he was so compliant. his reactions were better than you hoped for, and you were living for it.

pushing him onto the bed, he let out a grunt of surprise. "you know... I go to sleep without my pants on every night... but tonight I just might not wear anything..." kita swallowed thickly, unable to stop himself from imagining your nude form in all its glory, riding his cock. he distantly wondered if you knew what you were doing. you had something in your eyes besides that heady lust and drunkenness that had him questioning something... that maybe, just for a second, there was something there like attraction... like love. slowly, you slid your panties down, exposing your naked cunt. kita took another sharp breath at the sight of you. then, you began to go at taking his own pants off. slowly, you rubbed your hands against his erection, eliciting a groan from him, and reached for his button. unclasping it, you moved onto his zipper, slowly - painfully - moving it down. when his cock sprung free, you gasped at its size. you were shocked that something so big and thick could be hiding in his pants that now seemed entirely in the way. so, you pulled them down, now angling yourself, your entrance and the head of his cock. you both let out a groan when you sunk yourself down onto him.

kita awoke to you in his arms, naked, and his dick pressed hard against your ass. guilt washed over him again, and he wondered whether he should take his chance to escape before you could wake up and yell at him. thankfully, nothing you did was something he'd forced upon you... he had merely let you do what you wanted to him. when you moaned his name last night he thought he might lose his mind. he leaned forward, careful not to stir you awake, and kissed the top of your head. maybe you would wake up, and instead of horror... just maybe, you'd blush.. and he could tell you how much he loved you, and not just because of what you did last night. it was wishful thinking, but maybe, just maybe, you felt the same way he did.

#haikyu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu!! #haikyuu x you #fem!reader #haikyuu headcanons #kita shinsuke x reader #kita shinsuke #kita shinsuke x y/n #kita shinsuke fluff #kita shinsuke smut #kita shinsuke x you #haikyū!! #haikyuu kita #haikyuu x reader

[elsfairy]

SHAMELESSLY ANNOYING Sevika

something me and my ADHD ass would do. Anyway, Reader annoying her very moody girlfriend.

• No matter what mood Sevika is in, she can't seem to get away from your stupid questions. Questions that either make no sense or are down right ridiculous.

• Sometimes they range from, "If i was a―" or "Would you love me if―"

• All you got in response to your half asked question was either a growl, or a sigh.

• The poor woman wouldn't even have a chance to play her cards because you would be there, on her lap trying to steal all of them from her. You got bored a lot.

• Half the time she had to wrap her metal arm around yours just so you would focus and let her play. She would never hurt you, just keep you at bay while she's busy.

• Your attention span to something or things always left you stressing out. Because you just couldn't focus on something for too long.

• Sevika would notice and run her fingers through your hair just to keep you aware, and always say that you're okay, and that she will be finished soon.

• Even if she doesn't let you mess with her cards, you instead will start poking her face, her nose. Anything on her face that you can see, you will touch. Even her knee for god sake.

• "Stop doing that"

• There were times where you were just a little too loud or hyper. Or you got too excited and ended up almost either whacking her in the face or shouting in her ear. "Sweetheart, relax. I'm right here, you don't have to yell" In that soft tone.

• She was the only person who is allowed to annoy you. So if someone says something about your behaviour, she's already plotting a murder. The woman's already ready to punch them just for their snarky comment.

• You, like usual are oblivious to it. Mainly because you're too focused on biting or kissing her neck.

• Again, no matter the time or day you can't help but ask her more stupid questions. "Do you think leaves have feelings?"

• "Baby, it's 2am. Go back to sleep"

• Sometimes you worried you were being too annoying. You were hyper as a child, you were outgoing and really fucking energetic and that would worry you. You worried you were being too much for her.

• Sevika being Sevika would reassure you that you're okay, and she loves you. You were in fact, the ray of sunshine and happiness they needed in Zaun.

• That still made you act like a damn brat, trying to steal her drinks any chance you got.

• "Sweetheart, you have 5 seconds to give me back my drink before i refuse to give you anymore hugs or kisses" She would always mutter, clenching her jaw tightly.

• You loved those, so you had no choice but to give it back to her.

• She will worry about you when you become silent at random times. It's just a habit you had. Especially if you were just really tired. She just frankly missed your questions. Secretly.

• It's scary, Sevika knows exactly when you're going to ask a question that makes no sense. You can't help but laugh knowing she will get annoyed. The only thing she will do is stare, and cover your mouth with her hand.

• Gives you the right to lick it.

• "You're disgusting"

• In the end, she loves everything about you. Yes, even your questions. You were always happy, something she couldn't understand but she also realised that it was who you were. She loved you either way.

• Also, if you weren't annoying her 24/7 then she's going to hunt down who upset you. She knows when you're not yourself. When you're not smiling, laughing or annoying her she knows something is wrong.

Note; I felt personally attacked by how I wrote about not being able to focus on anything for longer than a few minutes because of my ADHD. I'm out here trying to be cute and end up hurting my own feelings LMAO. I'm also feeling generous, i was going to post this in a few days but i have enough drafts to post until i feel better <3 🙏

#sevika imagine #sevika x you #arcane sevika #sevika #sevika x reader #sevika headcanon

[vimara00]

Bakugou dating headcannon

(Katsuki Bakugou x Reader)

Hi everyone, it's Vi ✨ I was bored so I wrote something about how a relationship with Katsuki would be like. Hope you enjoy! ❤️ (Again, sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes english is not my first language 🙈)

All characters reservations to Horikoshi

Warnings: none, just fluff

•At first, it was really hard for him to come to the realisation that he had feelings for someone and even harder task to make you noticed it as he didn't know anything about flirting. So he started treating you "nicely", like not shouting at you or patiently helping when you didn't understand something, and he became a gentleman too as he carried your bag, opened doors for you and gave you his hoodie when it was cold. His behaviour did not go unnoticed by his crush who was waiting for him to finally confess but apparently, the "Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight" was a coward when it came to his feelings so you had to take matters into your own hands and confessed first. Eventhough, Bakugou was a bit annoyed by the fact that you beat him at it, he couldn't be mad with the results.

• Katsuki is a very attentive boyfriend. Even if he is doing something else, his attention is always on you. "You haven't eaten anything for two hours! Eat this goddam bar before I make you!" "Drink some water or you'll get deshydrated" "Take my jacket, you are shaking and your hands are cold"

• Even if he doesn't want to seem like he is worried, he really is very protective of you. He's worried that something bad may happen to you when you are away from him so he's always texting or calling just to check on you. It's not like he thinks you are not strong enough to survive, you sure are, but the fear of losing you is just too much for him to handle it. If you are fighting side by side, he is constantly making sure that you are ok and God forgive whoever is dumb enough to hurt you 😡🧨💥

• Definitely the jealous type. Don't get me wrong, he loves to show you off, especially when you are wearing something that makes your body look even hotter, and he usually walks with his arm around your shoulders or waist, smirking as the sense of pride invades his chest while noticing the others' jealousy. However, he does not enjoy when stupid extras think they could get with his s/o. He probably would appeared from behind them and put his hand on their shoulder activating his quirk and threatening to burn they if they don't leave you alone. Be prepared for a non stop kissing and cuddling session till he forget about it

•He is such a big baby that loves to put his head on your lap for you to stroke his hair while he happily falls asleep. Loves when you pepper his face with kisses, especially his nose and lips. He needs and demands his cuddles before and after classes or else he'll throw a tantrum and be on a bad mood all day. Also, he usually escapes during midnight to your bedroom to sleep with you; he loves to feel the warmth of you body and to leave a trail of kisses on your skin.

• You guys don't fight often but when you do, he shouts to try to get his point across and would probably say really harmful things but when he realises his mistake, he'll leave without a word and come back later more calmed and with a bag full of your favourites. Not matter how bad things are or how mad he is, he'll always come back to you cause he knows that anger fades away but you leaving him for good for something as trivial as a fight is not worth it

•He tries to be a better man and better heroe just for you because you deserve someone who can protect you and give you all the affection you deserve.

• He enjoy cooking with you and trying new recipes together.

• His nicknames for you: idiot, love, sweetheart and babe (and if you are shorter than him, he'll also call you shorty )

•He loves to spoil you. Are you craving chocolate and ice cream at 2AM? He's going to the nearest convenience store to get it for you. You wanted to go to the new cat cafe that just opened in town? He is making reservations for next Saturday. Liked that cute shoes that you saw the other day? He already bought it for you and will suprise you after class.

•So, in conclusion, being Bakugou's partner would be such a dream come true!

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Pd: I would really appreciate it if you, my dearest readers, recommend me some romantic animes (but not the sad ones, more like the funny/silly ones), please! 🙏🏻❤️

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[originalaccountname]

There are some posts I've seen floating around that at the start Dazai may not of known that Chuuya wasn't a vampire which I kind of agree with. I'm at work currently so I cant double check but when he goes "that's a nasty trick you've pulled fydor" im pretty sure its in his thoughts?? To which why would he think that if he knew the whole time. I think dazai must of caught onto the fact Chuuya was faking it at somepoint but not sure when that would of been. Also at the end of the ep Dazai said he didn't have a plan. (I did watch the episode at just after 2am my time when it came out and then fell asleep afterwards so my memory could be not correct). I do think chuuya not being a vampire at all is a little disappointing tbh but this idea softens the blow. Would like to know your thoughts on this idea if you are open to sharing?

I'm in that category too, yes. I've left a few tags saying basically the same thing on some posts.

First, there are a few things the anime didn't answer (more than failing to justify Chuuya faking it since the start, there's Sigma's case about needing to help the ADA, which... didn't happen at all) so either we haven't seen the repercussions of this arc yet, or we got the shortened version of what the manga will offer. Which could work either way. (not ideal necessarily, but besides huffing what can we do huh)

Dazai not knowing though! Dazai did admit to his "plan" being to mostly adapt on the fly and trust his allies to help him back. He implied this prison break was one big trust fall. But that's how I've always interpreted Dazai's way of planning! I even made a post about it a full year ago!

Since Dazai knows Chuuya slowed down the elevator (which I can accept, Dazai's ability shouldn't affect random objects he touches, and Fyodor had told Chuuya through a comm to go finish off Dazai because he wasn't in the room), I assume that by then he was aware. Maybe not before though. Definitely not at first. Because this?

I refuse to believe was entirely scripted. Why is he acting? For Sigma? For corpses? I'm of the opinion that no matter what is going on through Dazai's head, his expressions are always genuine (ex: he might react with surprise at something he completely expected, if only because of how sudden it was, or when/how it ended up happening. Here? genuine distress.)

And I extend that feeling to Dazai having an emotional moment, complete with flashbacks, while "drowning" Fyodor and Chuuya. He did say he wasn't expecting to kill them that way, but perhaps it really was a moment of weakness triggered by concern or guilt.

I can accept Dazai having caught on during his face-off with Chuuya. That's Mr I-know-your-breathing-patterns we have here, so if they didn't high-five after the elevator crash-landing (still broke Dazai's leg), I would say Dazai knows physics enough to go "hold on" and connect the dots. So yes, that baiting of Chuuya, the light taunting, the bratty attitude he only really has with Chuuya, the angry YELLING and insults when Chuuya shot him in the shoulder? The destiny talk? Yeah I can re-contextualize those as Dazai over-acting his part. And then not being able to shut up after being shot in the head.

Maybe there's some reaching here, maybe this will not be totally accurate to the source material. But Asagiri does have a habit to write scenes from an outsider pov while knowing whats happening in the characters' heads and behind the scene, but then not give us that input directly. Never before today was it confirmed that Dazai improvises a lot in his plans. And yet! That's something I've believed in for a very long time.

This all could very well be covering Asagiri's poor decisions, but between this being the adaptation and bsd being an unfinished story, I have a hard time deciding at the moment how much of a poor decision this was. Maybe it's worth a raised eyebrow. Maybe it deserves some criticism in hope the author takes notes. Maybe this was an anime-original resolution due to time constraints (think of the Fifteen final fight). I can only raise concerns for now, and wait.

#bsd being a monthly release is also detrimental to its pacing #the chapters in the last+ year were very short and suspense-heavy #which makes it look cheaper than if you took a break and read them all in one go #there's a balance in there #i don't know if asagiri really writes with our time perception in mind. maybe he just writes the story and then it's divided in chapters #and that's that. who cares if there's 6 months between those two entries. #bsd #bsd s5 #bsd spoilers #apparently i talk sometimes #ask answered

[alexsoenomel]

Adrenalize Me (Sam Winchester x Reader smut)

Summary: You have a lustful sinful thing for Sam and well so does he so stuff happens 

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Warnings: rough sex, degrading king, praising kink (I’m going to hell)

Word count: 3403

Note: I wrote this while I was sexually frustrated lol based on THIS song.  Enjoy! Like/Reblog or both if you like it! :)

I wanted him to show me exactly what he was capable of. I wanted him to take me right there in the library and fuck my brains out. Sadly, he wasn’t a mind reader so I had to find a way to tell him in a subtle way what I wanted; HIM NAKED IN VARIOUS POSITIONS. I have known him and his older brother for years, ever since I started hunting with them after my family was killed by a demon. I was very aware they were both blessed with good looks, but damn I couldn’t predict that I will eventually fall for Sam fucking Winchester. I wasn’t thinking about love, hell I have never been in love, it was lust running through my veins. I just knew I wanted him close to me.  

Ever since I started hunting with the Winchesters few years ago, Sam was the one occupying my mind 24/7. Why? Well, lean, tall, strong and smart Sam was a hunk for sure, and pleasure for my eyes, but there was also one thing when added to the mix created chaos in my head. One night at around 2am while we were in Milwaukee working on a case ,Dean was out drinking and probably trying to get laid and I was in my room sleeping, before I was woken up by the noise and banging in Sam’s room next door. Walls in this motel were pretty thin and I don’t think Sam thought this one out.

“What the fuck?” I mumbled to myself as I turned on the night light. I could hear the girl, loud as day, screaming and moaning Sam’s name over and over again while the bed was banging against the wall which separated our rooms. It was like he did this on purpose, wanting me to hear them.  

That was when Sam had poured gasoline all over me and started the damn fire. I tried not to listen, I tried to go back to sleep but curiosity go the best of me. Instead I was lying in bed, listening carefully as he was pounding into her and I must say it was so fucking hot. Who knew he was so rough and violent in the sack, he was moaning, cussing and groaning, sending me into a fucking trance. I have been with fair share of guys and I’ve never really gotten what I wanted from them. They would treat me like I’m some sort of a glass doll, broken princess, they would always go slow; and I didn’t want that. It was boring to me, I have never been interested in vanilla stuff, I was more of a fuck me until my face falls off kind of girl. Naturally when I heard Sam through the thin wall call that lucky girl whore followed by good girl I completely lost it. My panties were soaked as I shoved two fingers inside of me, pumping in and out as fast as I could, listening to what probably was the hottest music my ears had the pleasure to hear. That night I saw stars as I had the most amazing orgasm. That night I figured out what I needed- Sam Winchester. I imagined that girl saw whole galaxies that night. I knew I had to do something, especially when I haven’t had luck in the sack department for months now.

***

   We were in the library trying to find us a case and I was losing my mind. I couldn’t concentrate on anything other than Sam. He was wearing his red and black flannel, with sleeves rolled up; showing off hands and veins......GOD FUCKING DAMN IT. I clenched my thighs as I was trying to stop myself from staring too much. He was looking something up on his laptop while Dean and I were balls deep in books and documents. Well Dean was...

“I think I found us a case. Milwaukee, five found dead in the woods, hearts missing.” Sam said.

“Milwaukee? Oh memories.” 

“Werewolfs.” Dean said.

“You guys wanna go?”

“I’m in and I think Sammy here is too, considering the fact his lady friend is from Milwaukee.”What Dean said and with a damn smirk made my heart drop and my body as stiff as a statue. I thought Dean didn’t know about her. I faked a smile and turned to Sam who was kind of blushing. What if they were more than one night stand?  “A lady friend Sammy?” I asked pretending to be completely oblivious. 

“Uh...that was one time Dean. And how do you even know about her?” He said to his little brother clearly annoyed. “Yeah...some random girl I met in a bar after a case. “ He added but not looking at me at all.

“Well, you see, that night I went to a bar hoping, like you, to get lucky. I got back drunk and with no luck and the wall was thin so...even drunk I could still hear you. I’m surprised you didn’t hear them too (Y/N), that chick was mad loud I had to cover my face with a pillow. Gross.” He said giving his brother a clear look of disgust.  

“Oh no, I was in deep state of coma.” I lied.

Sam was clearly uncomfortable. His cheeks turned red as he closed the laptop immediately. “ONE TIME DEAN! I’m gonna go get ready and advise you to do the same.” He then said and went to his room. I didn’t know what to think. It was clearly a meaningless one night stand to him and he clearly wasn’t going to see her again which was awesome...WHY WAS I SO GOD DAMN JEALOUS THEN?  

“Awww you made him blush.” I told Dean smiling a little. As much as I was angry/ jealous, seeing Sam blush like a school girl was adorable.

“It’s because of you.”

“Me?”

“Why me?” I asked.

“He kind of has a thing for you.”

And that ladies and gentlemen was the moment when I went into a deep state of shock. I know I sound overly dramatic, like I’m 15 again, but you know those butterflies you would feel whenever your crush would look at you? Well multiply that by 100 and spread them all over my body because that was what I felt.

“What?”

“You haven’t heard of me, but he kind of does have heart eyes for you.”

“HOW DO YOU KNOW?” I asked in a loud whispered kind of tone.

Why now? And if that was true why did he sleep with that girl few mounts ago? I have never seen him stare nor do anything that would make me think oh, he likes me...

“I’ve seen him stare at you in a way...” He started but stopped himself due to a little wave of cringe; his disgusted face said it all...

“DEAN?”

“He wants to bang your brains out. Trust me.”

As I was about to tell him to stop talking bullshit Sam yelled from his room asking us if we were ready to leave. When we told them no he proceeded to yell back to hurry up because the sooner we leave the better. We left the bunker in about 15 minutes and all I could think about was Dean’s “He wants to bang your brains out.” sentence. I decided I have waited long enough and so the hunt for Sam Winchester has officially begun.

**** 

 While we were on the road I was trying to think of the way to tell him “Hey I kind of heard you bang a girl and now I want you to do the same to me.” Without sounding desperate of course, but then the stupidest idea came to my head. Maybe just send him a text...

I knew it was better for me to wait until we finish the job but my lack of patience couldn’t let that happen. A long drive was ahead of us and if Dean’s observation was true I needed to know....NOW. I took my phone from my pocket...

“I know this is kind of weird but I can’t wait and I want to ask you something without Dean knowing...”

I clicked send. Sam was listening music on his phone so he responded right away.

“Ask.”

Should I be straight forward or....

Yes...

Always being straight forward.

“Dean told me you have a thing for me. Is that true?”

Click.

Sent.

“CRAP.” 

My eyes kept staring at the screen as the bubble showed 3 dots telling me he was still writing... If Dean wasn’t right there were only 2 options you could do:

Bury yourself alive

Kill Dean and then bury yourself alive

“I don’t know how he knows, but I do.”

Dean was right...well then... I was relived I didn’t embarrass myself, my lack of patience hadn’t ruined my mood nor made the situation awkward like it tended to do almost 99% of my whole adult life. 

“He told me you were looking me in a “I want to bang you” kind of way.”

“If I told you I wasn’t, that would be a lie.”

“Jesus, Sammy why didn’t you say anything? And why bang that girl if you want me?”

“Because I didn’t know if you want the same and I have needs...wait, do you?”

“Sam, ever since I have heard you bang that chick I have imagined you in various positions doing the same to me...Yes, you can say I want the same.”

“You heard us?”

“Yeah and to be 100% honest it was the greatest orgasm I’ve ever had.”

“You were touching yourself?”

“I couldn’t help it.”

“So you liked it?”

“Very much.”

 “God, I’m so hard. I want you, NOW.”

I was suddenly feeling a wave of heat rush over my entire body as I gather the strength to respond.

“After we finish this, you can have me...whenever and however you want.”

“And Sam, please don’t let Dean see you with a boner <3.” I then added.

I could hear a chuckle leaving Sam’s mouth as his brother looked at him for a second before turning his gaze on the road again. “What’s so funny?” Sam immediately put his backpack on his lap pretending to look for something until he calmed down.

“Nothing.” He said.

“Is it your lady friend?” Dean said looking at me in the review mirror. I just gave him a blank stare.

“How many times do I have to tell you it was a one night stand, Dean?”

“I took some pictures of you sleeping so I sent it to your brother.” I said.

“Not cool (Y/N).” Dean said as I just ignored him. I started to feel tired so after a while I feel asleep to the sound of Led Zeppelin blasting through the speakers.

****   

   “Hey (Y/N) wake up.” I heard Sam’s voice. “We’re here.”

I slowly opened my eyes only to see Sam smiling. I remembered the texts and immediately had an urge to kiss those beautiful lips of his. But that had to wait... Right now all I wanted to do was take a shower; being stuck in the car for almost 11 hours wasn’t fun at all. We went to the motel and asked one room with three beds and because it was 5pm we decided to wait until the Sun goes down and then go to work. Dean said he was going to take a nap while Sam and I decided to go and eat something. After we both showered (sadly not together to save water) we left leaving Dean snoring under the covers. That man was so adorable while sleeping it was sometimes hard to believe he was able to kill monsters. If a baby rabbit had a gun...that was Dean.

Anyway, when we left my lust for Sam was slowly reaching its climax. I was clenching my thighs again, biting my bottom lip and sweating like I had a damn fever. I was nervous, so naturally when he didn’t stop the car at the diner the nervousness got worse. We haven’t spoken a word; he just drove until there were no more houses or people in sight...just trees, the road and us, parked between them. He unbuckled his seatbelt and lean on his side to look at me as I did the same.

“So, I’m guessing you’re not hungry?” I asked trying to sound confident but in reality I was slowly turning into a pile of goo.

“I am, but for something else.” He said with a smirk stroking my cheek with his thumb. I’ve never actually felt his touch until now, and it was intoxicating to say at least.

“Real Smooth Sammy.”

I could see his pupils were huge as he leaned in and kissed me. “FUCKING FINALLY!”  My mind screamed as I took his face, pulling him closer. He wasn’t shy or gentle; he slid his tongue almost immediately when I opened my mouth. After I couldn’t breathe anymore I broke the kiss and pushed him back to his seat. Then I went and sat on his lap legs between him and facing him. There wasn’t enough room so he went for the lever and pulled it as hard as he could as the seat moved back, making room for both of us.

“So I’m guessing we aren’t going to wait after the hunt?” Sam asked me.

“You’re the one who didn’t stop the car at the diner so you tell me.”

His hand went on my cheek. “I couldn’t help it.”

“I’m glad you couldn’t.”

I kissed him this time, hard, as my hands went in his hair pulling slightly and his went on my hips. I slowly started to grind against him, feeling how hard he already was, making me weak by second. I always had a thing for gridding; maybe it was because you are so close to get what you want yet so far. My pace was slow, taking my time, feeling him but my kisses were fast and hungry. I bit his lower lip, sucked his tongue, driving him crazy... I was trying to tell him not to be gentle with me and I think he had picked that up because when he pulled my hair breaking the kiss, forcing me to look at him, my heart jumped from joy as my pussy got wetter.

“I see you like to play rough.” He whispered into my ear as he bit my earlobe.

“Very.” I responded trying to catch my breath. “Like Dean said I want you to bang my brains out.”

“Never thought of you as someone who likes it rough.”

“Same goes for you; until I heard you bang that girl.” I told his as I cupped his face. “Now shut up and fuck me.”

With a huge ass grin on his face Sam locked the car and started unbuttoning my flannel. Me, feeling like a horny teenager again, kissed him like my life depended on it. It was intoxicating; I became more addicted with each and every kiss... As my shirt went on the floor of the car, with ease Sam took off my bra as well, as his lips attacked my neck. He was kissing, licking and biting along the way, until he reached my left breast and stayed there for few second. His hands were on them squeezing hand while his mouth left a hickie. I threw my head back as my hips were still grinding against him. I was growing impatient, needy even... 

“Take off your shirt.” I said. Sam just unbuttoned two buttons before taking off the flannel and shirt he was wearing underneath it. His body...god his body. It was firm, strong and carved by God himself.

Suddenly he took a good chunk of my hair and pulled, forcing me to look at him yet again. I gasped in surprise. “Happy?”

“Y-yeah.” I managed to say. I was addicted to this.

“You’re such a bad little thing, did anyone tell you that?”

“No.”

“Well, you are and do you know what happens to bad girls?”

“They get punished?” I sounded like a child that was about to get their present for Christmas. God I was desperate.

“Exactly.”

Sam was growing impatient with me and my shenanigans. We talked enough. I stood up and managed somehow to take off my booths and jeans. He didn’t tell me to get in the back seat so I just waited in the passenger seat until he got his jeans and boxers off as well, so I can be on top of him again. As much as I wanted to be under him, to feel his weight and pain in my crotch as he pounds into me, we couldn’t fit in the backseat, this was more comfortable. When he took off his boxers my mouth started to water. He was big, hard and beautiful. I pinned him against his seat, positioning myself and finally sat.

“My God!” I whispered.

“Feels good, huh?”

“So, so good.” I said.

As I was slowly starting to move and speed up the pace, Sam’s hand found my neck slowly tightening his grip to the point where I couldn’t breathe. “Faster.” He demanded. I moaned and did what I’ve been told. My head was occasionally hitting the roof of the car but I didn’t care. He was sending me to the place no man has ever been capable of doing. He wasn’t playing games. As I was jumping on him with my hands on his hand which was around my neck I was moaning and cussing feeling him hitting the G-stop.

“My little slut.” He mumbled. “Do you like being called that?” He asked as his breathing started to speed up. I nodded as much as I could, when his other hand went between my legs to my clit. He was actually trying to kill me.

“If you make a sound I will stop.” He said and started rubbing me with his thumb. Two slow circles later and I was having an urge to scream. I was already feeling my orgasm approaching and keeping my mouth shut was close to impossible, but I managed to do it somehow even when he was rubbing me faster than before. Pretty sure I was going to have a bruised bottom lip for a while, because biting it was the only way to keep my mouth shut.

“Good girl.” He said letting go of my neck. I pulled on his hair and kissed him feeling a smirk on his lips as I was starting to lose control over myself. He pulled me closer and bit my shoulder as I was jumping onto him. It was like he was reading my mind; he knew exactly what to do.

“ Fuck! Sam I’m...I’m close.”

“Don’t you cum until I tell you!!!” He yelled. “HOLY SHIT!” 

“But-but please Sammy! I need it.” I cried out. “I really need it...FUCK!”

In a split second his hand grabbed my chin. His thumb was on my lips before I decided to open my mouth and suck on it. I was a mess, covered in sweat, hair all over my face and trying not to cum. So far I was controlling myself but for how long? I shut my eyes and bit his thumb slightly as he was hitting all the right places over and over again.

“NOW!” He said making me the happiest girl alive. I came all over him, moaning and screaming and after so did Sam. Seeing him in that state cussing and being completely lost in me was beautiful. I stopped moving as my chin went on his shoulder and hands around his neck. We were both panting and not saying a world. I could feel the pain in my shoulder from his bite, pain on my scalp from the pulling and it was fucking awesome. It was the good kind of pain.

“Holy shit!” I finally managed to say.

“Dean’s gonna kill us.” He said.

“I don’t know about you, but I can die happy now.” I said making him laugh.

“We should definitely do this again when we get back home.”

“All day, every day Sammy. Now let’s get back to the motel until Dean wakes up and realizes we took his Baby.” I said.

Turns out we didn’t have to worry, because when we got back to the motel, Dean was still fast asleep.

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[fan-goddess]

For your kinktober requests, I just think that Ettore + breeding… 🙂

Authors note: I see exactly what you mean! Though I’ve gone more canon Ettore with this as a test, and I sort of am satisfied? I kinda went less breeding than I wanted cause I went with reader POV rather than Ettore who trust me is a lot more vocal in his head than in person. Still, I hope you enjoy it!

Warnings: P in v sex, breeding kink, SA content, very dubious consent, dirty talk, tread lightly with this big warning bellow (if I miss anything important you think I should add let me know)

Taglist: @arcielee, @sylasthegrim, @sofiyathecunt , @marvelgirl123, @blue-serendipity, @valeskafics, @humanpurposes, @watercolorskyy, @mochi-rose, @omgbrcat,

THIS IS A DARKER FIC THAN THE ONES I USUALLY WRITE, SO PLEASE PROCEED WITH CAUTION BEFORE YOU READ

The ship was lonely as hell, but that fact was nothing you hadn’t already figured out before.

Relationships were strictly forbidden, by the orders of Dr Dibs. The woman said it was due to the fact it’s interfere too much with her research. Although, it also could’ve easily been due to the fact she’s just a psychotic cunt who wants everyone to be as miserable as she is. Anyone with eyes could see that she herself was making eyes at one of the men named Monte. Yet no matter how many times he seemed to deter himself away from her, the bitch never seemed to take away the idea of no as an option.

Though it seemed Dibs wasn’t the only one who didn’t understand the whole no relationships of any kind business.

There was also Ettore.

Ettore, whatever his last name was, was to put it simply, a perverted creep. His eyes would rake over your body everytime you entered the same room as him, and he’d always have this smug smirk as his face whenever you caught him.

What was worse however than hating it, was actually thinking about his smug face in the box whenever you got the urge to. Thinking about him smirking in the skin of your neck as you bounced on his cock, made your skin flush in embarrassment and your mind reel in lust.

You were content though. Living in the sweet ignorant bliss of your thoughts practically everyday. Until one afternoon, that bubble of ignorant bliss was popped by none other than Ettore himself.

It was an unknown day as you were leaving the box. The outside was always dark. For all you knew you could’ve been awake at 2AM and going to bed at midday. Yet still, you already knew you’d never forget this day, no matter the darkness.

“Going somewhere?” The sudden noise made you jump in shock as you grip you chest in fear. Yet when you turn around to accuse whoever scared you, the words die on your tongue as you made eye contact with those same predatory eyes you recognised all too well. Ettore.

“Just, just to the games room.” You stutter. It’s not a complete lie. You needed something to distract you from the horrors of a life you’ve lead yourself to live. Who knows… maybe a beaten up rubix cube could fix that need…

“Hm…” You hate how your body somehow has a physically reaction to that noise. The heated flush you can feel in your cheeks makes you feel almost coy for the first ever since you were forced on the hell like ship.

“Well, that doesn’t sound right. Though what’s good for me, as I think you’re lying right now…” His voice feels like it’s dripping with venom, and his eyes hold the same glint predators have when they successfully manage to trap their prey.

You try to move past him, to get to the ladder to escape this version of hell. Yet as soon as you get close enough to him, his hands grab at the skin of your arm and push you to the steel walls of the room, his face so close to yours that you could practically feel his warm breath on your face.

“What the-“

“You were moaning my name in the box princess…” As he said this, the single hand that he wasn’t using to subdue you was being used to practically fondle your body firmly and without regret. When he gets to the swell of your breasts, a sharp hiss is released when his fingers roughly tug on your chest through your thin shirt. “Needy cocktease…” He groans as he gropes you.

“Please stop…” You whisper, your heart racing like a fish caught in a corner by a shark.

“No. I don’t think I will. Needy cockteases always want it in the end…” He doesn’t stop to ask if you want this as he pulls down your trousers and pants in one rough tug, and when you try to turn your head away and get some leverage to run, a hand of his rough grabs at the skin of your throat and squeezes carelessly in a warning manner.

He doesn’t seem to care when you begin to gasp and cough from the lack of air. If anything, it seems to make the bulge that pokes into the skin of your leg harder.

“I’m going to fuck you now. And when I cum, I’m going to do it deep inside of you so it takes root. And when that fucking bitch of a doctor looks at you, it’ll be too late for her to stop it. When I’m done with you, you’re going to be fucking dripping of me, and you’re going to take it like a good whore.”

His words make the hair on your neck crawl from a mixture of horror, disgust, and self-loathing at the fact a part of you is enjoying this treatment. It’s that same part of you can’t stop yourself from nodding in agreement at his words.

You can’t bring yourself to look at him when he brings down his own loose shorts, nor can you bring yourself to give him the satisfaction of a reaction when he thrusts himself inside of you.

Yet even so, a sharp hiss you can’t stop yourself from releasing is let out into the skin of his neck when he practically begins to fuck you.

His murmurs are illegible, and yet still they somehow sound so loud. You don’t even have to actually listen to know what he’s saying. His words from earlier and his body language says it all.

His hands focus no more on subduing you, to your relief, now that you’ve practically gone limp in his arms. Instead, they grip so hard on your hips you already know they’ll leave visible bruises no later than tomorrow morning.

No preparation was really needed given the fact you were fucking yourself on a fake cock not even half an hour ago. Yet even still, it’s a strange sort of thrill you feel when you realise your body accepts him. That even though your brain is screaming at you to tell him to stop his assault, your body is clinging tighter with a degree of roughness you never knew you had.

“Ettore please” You have no idea what it is your begging for at this point. Your brains too far gone to tell if this has become a cry for help or a cry for more. Either way, Ettore listens with a selective ear.

His cock slams inside of you harder, and the grip he has on your hips somehow tightens as his hand manoeuvres to press at your lower stomach, where you can practically feel his cock hitting your sweet spot with a wanton cry.

You can feel the fiery hot feeling of pleasure trickling down your spine, and when you try to tell Ettore you’re close, all you the noise you can make is a pathetic whine.

“Aw… is my little whore drunk on my cock already? Are you gonna cum is that it? Is that why you’re mewling on my cock like a kitten? Well good for you kitten, cause the feeling of your tight cunt is gonna make me cum. And I know exactly where I’m gonna do it… stuff all of it in you till your dripping.”

Your brain finally kicks in as you beg for him to stop. To give you mercy. But all he replies with is a devilish smirk and a sharp slap to your confined tits as you cry out.

“Don’t you dare tell me what to do…” He says with a dark glare.

When you cum on his cock, a strangled noise you didn’t even realise came from you is released for all to hear. Yet it’s released time and time again as Ettore continues to use you for his pleasure.

Your whimpers louden as your nerves practically catch alight with pleasure. Your whole body feels as though it is on fire as it burns with overstimulation, and yet when it is quenched by another orgasm, you almost wish for it to be let alight again.

With a groan though, you can feel Ettores body stiffen as he cums inside of you, and his hand pushing almost painfully on your womb. As if to try and feel where his seed fills you to the brim.

When he eventually releases your body from his hold though, the exhaustion hits you suddenly, and you slump against the wall to not fall to the floor.

You watch Ettore in silence as he puts his softening cock back inside of his shorts, before barely looking at your still half naked body.

“I’ll see you soon. Can’t let you go unfilled for too long…” He smirks, before walking and climbing up the ladder, leaving you all alone.

You continue to stand there in silence, and a shudder of a breath you didn’t realise you were holding escapes you as his spent leaks from your cunt down your thighs.

You place one of your hands where he held you so intently, and you find you can still feel the warmth of your where his touch lingered on your skin.

Maybe that is what it’ll be like now with your new found relationship with Ettore? A constant state of burning…

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[gunpowder-arti]

(Why I Think) Five Pebbles Is Not A Child

hello, all. it is 2am and i have An Opinion. you know what that means! essay

...okay, i might have lied; this will likely not be a proper essay because (upon looking through his dialogue on the wiki) this is very fucking hard to collect evidence for. not because it is unsupported in the text, but rather because it is attempting to refute a position that, in itself, i have seen little of others' specific reasoning for. It is a response, so to speak, to an argument that does not exist.

still, I will try, even though it's difficult, because this specific interpretation irks me and one thing about me is that when someone gets my blorbos slightly wrong I will attempt to write an essay about it regardless of whether i need to, want to, or should.

of course, mandatory disclaimer that you shouldn't, necessarily, trust me on this. I'm just some creature on the internet, what do I know? I'm not necessarily right about any of this, and you shouldn't feel pressured to change your personal interpretation because i, hollow gunpowder-arti, made a late-night post about it.

THAT BEING SAID,

I, personally, believe that Five Pebbles is not a child. I, personally, am somewhat uncomfortable with depictions of him as such.

the only proper 'evidence' I have heard for this stance is that he 'acts immaturely' (i believe generally referring to his behavior before and during spearmaster's campaign? i.e. the moon incident)--which I will concede, he does. but there is a difference between acting immature and being a child.

I will point out, also, that many times these narratives push either Moon, the Artificer, or both into a maternal role towards him--you all know my grievances with Fanon Motherly Arti, but even beyond that, it feels very.... iffy, to me.

I find that many times this idea attempts (either overtly or likely unintentionally) to absolve him of blame for his actions. which... five pebbles is not an unsympathetic or villainous character by any means. I mean that wholly and fully, in fact, I do relate to him in several ways (or... did, moreso when the hyperfixation was in full swing :P).

the situation is very complex, and Five Pebbles is not a bad person. That being said, he made terrible mistakes with terrible consequences. he acted rashly, impulsively, and, yes, at times cruelly. interpreting him as a child (and therefore not to be blamed for acting childishly), however, takes away a lot of this complexity--i would say almost as much, if not as much as interpreting him wholly villainously. because he was partially to blame. congratulations, you have made a perfectly good complex character and made him into a sweet innocent mockery of himself, who cannot be held accountable for his errors because he was a child and it was in his nature and he could not help it.

...if you cannot tell, this interpretation is very, very frustrating to me.

I... would like to go on, but I feel like I would just end up restating what I've already said. So. That's it, I guess.

One last reminder (which i do not think will be necessary, but you never know) to please not harass people on my behalf of course. This is not to say those who follow this interpretation are Problematic, simply to explain my reasoning for disagreeing with and even disliking it.

...how do I end this post. Bye, I guess?

#analysis #lore pearl #five pebbles #okay breaking the fancy-speak i half-accidentally slipped into here. #ask me to elaborate or whatever i'd love to talk about my takes more but :/ forgot half of what constitutes them #you know how it is with adhd. Anyways . hmm. i actually enjoy talking all pretentious-like maybe i should do that more #although that would bring the risk of coming across as condescending or like. A tryhard i guess. whatever #. i am so fucking tired #i started writing this at 2 (as mentioned in the beginning of the post) and it's 3:09 now lmao #the things voicing an opinion will do to a man