#it's just that being able to walk around naked is awesome

[stinkrascal]

I WISH MY APARTMENT HAD WINDOWS SO FUCKING BAD UGH

#theres ONE WINDOW in the entire apartment #and its in my boyfriends office which i hardly go in there bc he works from home in there #i go in sometimes to sit on the bean bag THE BIG ASS 7 FOOT LONG BEAN BAG but usually i like being in the living room or our bedroom #so i NEVER see the sun and my brain is MELTING #our lease ends in march so we're thinking about finding a house to rent or a trailer #somewhere that's detached and in the middle of nowhere so we don't hear footsteps all night #OR MUSIC BECAUSE OUR NEXT DOOR NEIGHBORS PARTY EVERY FUCKING DAY REEEEEEEEEEE #when we first moved out i told bf all these list of things i wanted for our apartment #'i want a balcony!! i want a pool!! i want a gym!!' #but now im like bro i just want windows #im in the living room right now and it feels like im in a cube #having our own place is still objectively better than not having our own place BUT WINDOWS #living with his parents wasn't even bad i legitimately love bf's family so much. they consider me their child ;-; #it's just that being able to walk around naked is awesome #BUT WINDOWS I MISS HAVING WINDOWS GODDAMN IT I MISS THE SUNLIGHT #hopefully we're moving again in march though WINDOWS HERE I COME

[tired-teacher-blog]

2 part question 🤔

1. How would Aizawa react to his girlfriend having a tattoo he didn't know about?

2. Same with hawks but his case discovering wings tattooed on her back cuz she always wanted to fly?

This is awesome sweet anonie *rubbing hands together*

Please do not read if you're a minor

Hawks :

The moment he unintentionally walked in on you while changing into something a bit more comfortable, was the moment his mind went blank for the very first time in his life. Reason? The majestic wings branded on your delicate skin and reaching the curve of your lower back.

He stood there for a few seconds, mouth agape and eyes almost popping out of their sockets until you noticed his presence.

You were mortified, a shriek leaving your throat as you ran around the room looking for something, anything, to cover your naked body. It hadn't occurred to you -until he finally spoke- that the reason of his stare was actually the tattoo, which in your panic fit, forgot it even existed.

_ "Wings huh? Is that for my benefit?" he soon regained his composure and approached you while voicing his statement.

_ "Don't flatter yourself, this has nothing to do with you." you were still running around aimlessly, cursing under your breath as every article of clothing had miraculously disappeared.

_ "Here, wear this," he wanted you to stop moving around for a minute, this was a grand discovery and he needed to hear more, "then..?"

You huffed awkwardly as you wished to appear calm, but it wasn't working, "it's because, being able to fly is an amazing gift that I don't possess, but I still enjoy the illusion." the words sounded stupid in your ear, but oh well..

_ "I get it, it's freeing," he pondered for a moment before shouting enthusiastically, "I'll fly with you whenever you want! I'll carry you in my arms and show you the world from above!"

He looked like a little kid, too excited while sharing his idea, and you couldn't help the smile spreading across your face as you watched his wings flapping with joy.

That was his gift for you, one you had to later return while being on all fours and giving him a show of your art that curved and twisted with every snap of his hips..

Aizawa :

There you were, sprawled out in his bed, with your flushed skin and heaving chest as you revealed your naked body to him for the very first time.

You were anxious, excited, scared, happy, all at the same time. Being intimate meant a great deal to both of you, trusting each other and sharing your bodies with one another was a big step forward in your relationship.

However, there was one particular thing that you had failed to divulge before taking said step, and it was the tattoo branding your skin in an unnoticeable spot.

You couldn't truly understand why you had to keep it hidden, was it perhaps that you wanted to surprise him when the time comes? Or maybe because you were just too nervous about his reaction that you chose to postpone it and hope for the best when it was time for him to see it.

Whatever the reason might be, it was irrelevant at that moment, since his reaction made up for it.

He was speechless at first, but only for a brief moment, his stunned expression soon turned into an amused one, and his impatient fingers traced the expanse of your inked skin, saying no words as he did, but oh dear was he intrigued.

You watched carefully as he licked his lips and hummed delightfully, eyes going over the beautiful design upon your flesh again and again and again, as if to memorize every little detail it held, and right when you were about to open your mouth and speak, he leaned in to place a gentle kiss on the art you had successfully kept concealed for a long while.

_ "You're full of surprises gorgeous, now let's see what else you're hiding." was what he growled against your skin, right before settling between your legs.

You said nothing afterwards, sinking into the soft bedsheets underneath yourself, and sucking in a sharp breath as the stiffness of the bulge nudging your thigh, was a sign of what awaited you..

#aizawa shota x reader #aizawa shota x y/n #shouta aizawa smut #shouta aizawa fluff #shouta aizawa imagine #shouta aizawa headcanons #hawks smut #hawks imagine #hawks x reader #hawks fluff #hawks headcanons #keigo takami smut #keigo takami x reader #keigo takami fluff #keigo takami x y/n #aizawa shota smut #aizawa shota x you

[kelcemenow]

Win Or Lose. - Chapter 1.

Pairing Travis Kelce x Reader

Words 1084

Warnings Smutty mentions, strong language and pregnancy themes.

This was a very detailed Anon request that I received and knew I had to give it a go! (I'll not paste the whole request here as I usually do, as it was rather long but if you want to read it, it's here. Be warned, it's rather full of spoilers!) Also, as I'm writing this note, I have a sneaky suspicion that this will end up as a series.

CHAPTER 1

"Travis Michael Kelce, will you stop blaming yourself."

Travis stood up from the edge of the bed where he had been sat. He zipped up his hoodie a little bit more and took a couple of steps closer to you.

"Do we maybe need to go and see someone? Maybe there's something wrong with me...or you. Or both of us?" His eyebrows were peaked with worry.

You tilted your head to the side, "Baby, there's nothing wrong with either of us. It's not always instant, these things can take time." You cupped his face with both of your hands, "You need to relax, stop putting pressure on yourself."

He nodded quietly.

"Maybe...we should wait until the season is over?"

Travis held your waist, tenderly, "I don't want to wait. I want to make a baby with you, now. I want us to be parents and I want to see you be the best Mom in the world."

"And we will, but I can't see you beat yourself up every time I tell you I've had a negative test." You stroked the back of his head.

Travis let out a long sigh, smiling meekly, "Okay, I'll try to relax. I just want it so badly."

"And you're not used to not getting what you want?" You raised an eyebrow.

Travis lowered his head and breathed a laugh, "Alright, you can cut that out. How about I make dinner while you take a bubble bath?"

You kissed his lips gently, "Sounds perfect."

______________________________________________________________

Travis' final few grunts sounded out into the room, dimly lit by a large lamp in a corner. His body stiffened and his arms were wrapped around you tightly as he came inside of you, his hips snapping roughly. As he took a few deep breathes, he looked down at you with loving eyes, kissing your lips softly.

You stayed silent for a few moments, staring up at your handsome husband, letting your breathing return to a normal pace. Travis remained inside of you for some time, attempting anything to help increase your chances of conception, quietly kissing your cheek and tracing circles on your shoulder with his thumb.

"You're going to be an awesome Mom." He cooed.

You smiled, "And you're going to be the best Dad in the world."

"Our kids will be the luckiest."

You raised your eyebrows, "Kids? Plural? How many kids do you want?"

Travis rested the side of his head against his hand which was propped up by his elbow, "I don't know. 3...maybe 4? Why, how many do you want?"

You bit down on your bottom lip, "I'm not sure. I've never really thought about it. One might be more than enough!" You laughed.

Travis lifted his chin and laid a kiss on your forehead, "Okay, how does pancakes for breakfast?"

"That sounds amazing."

"Sweet. You do what you need to do, baby, and your breakfast will be waiting for you downstairs."

You smiled and received another kiss before watching Travis' naked ass walk away towards the bathroom. Travis was the most attentive husband that you could wish for, always caring for you, cooking beautiful meals and treating you as his Queen.

It killed you to see him so disappointed and upset with not being able to fall pregnant and worse, beating himself up about it. You felt a pang of guilt as you had been constantly reassuring him that there was nothing to worry about but deep down, you were concerned. You had been actively trying for 5 months with no success, and although you were beginning to panic that there was something wrong with either of you, you had to be the calm and rational half of the marriage to keep Travis from completely spiralling. He was almost a third of the way through his football season and he needed to focus and stay grounded.

Luckily, you had plans with Travis' teammate Chris Jones and his wife Sheawna for dinner so you were hoping that it would keep his mind away from your conception issues. But as you were both getting ready, Travis started to worry again.

"Y/N, do you think we'll ever have a baby?" He said as he ran some beard oil through over his chin.

You turned away from the mirror and lowered your head to him, "Wishing and worrying won't make it happen, you know that. If it's meant to be, it's meant to be"

Travis' lips turned down into a pout and he opened his mouth to speak but you stood up from your chair and took some steps towards him.

"And if it's not, there are other options."

You paused to study his expression. His eyebrows lowered, his eyes staring down at his feet, his mouth neutral.

"Baby, you need to stop stressing about it. It's not good for you, you need to keep your head in the game, literally."

He nodded slowly, reaching out for you, "You're right."

You proceeded into his strong arms, allowing them to loosely drape around your lower back, "Of course I'm right, I'm your wife."

______________________________________________________________

Your fingers gripped onto the side of the roll-top bath and your eyes focused on the intricate patterns on the frame of the mirror straight ahead of you. The only sound was Travis' feet pacing the tiled floor.

"Will you sit down?" You whispered.

Travis smiled, "I can't stay still, I'm so nervous."

You shook your head, "I'm never letting you do this with me again."

"Well, hopefully this is the last time we need to do this."

You tensed slightly, "Don't put pressure on us, Travis. I know you're excited but-"

He stood in front of you and cupped your cheeks, "Positive thinking, baby. I'm manifesting. I saw this video on Instagram-"

Travis was interrupted by the beeping of your phone alarm that you had set to signal when the test was ready to read. Your head snapped to the left, eyes glaring at the phone.

"Does that mean it's done?"

You looked back to Travis, "Yeah. Do you want to look at it?"

He took a deep breath and nodded, his hands slowly removing themselves from your face. You watched as he reached across and picked up the blue and white plastic stick, holding it at his waist. Travis closed his eyes for a few seconds before lifting the test to his face, his eyebrows lowering slightly.

You struggled to read his expression, your chest heaving with nervous breaths, "Travis?"

His mouth dropped open a little and his eyes widened, "Oh, shit."

______________________________________________________________

So, I was right. I'd rather get this one out as a series. Especially as it is such a detailed and complex request, I want to make sure I get it right. I hope this first chapter has whetted your appetite for more! I'm so pleased that my Taglist is growing and so many of you want to read Kelce fics! I'll be doing another shoutout at some point to see if anyone else wants to be added, so let me know!

Taglist @rd14 @dandelionwrites8 @keiva1000 @fantasywritersstuff @caelipartem @anacarangel @she-lives-in-her-dreams @kkrenae @kristencochefski1125 @countrygirl120983 @killatravtramp @charmed2000 @nouis-bum @cixrosie @delicateearthquakellama @wordsaresimple-imnot @amylouwho9 @queenisa17 @talicat713 @luvvtrent @purecinnamonextract @savaneafricaine @caelipartem @beyxgrande @caitdaniels @ezgirl1108 @vir-tual @lightsoutstyles @macey234 @s294749w @luvvtrent @kelcemesoftly

#travis kelce x reader #travis kelce imagine #kelce x reader #nfl imagine #original story #travis kelce fic #travis kelce #nfl fluff #travis kelce fluff #kelcemenow requests #travis kelce smut #nfl smut

[camywamycam]

bringing the Marauders to their first muggle party HCs

733 words

Sirius

He's used to parties but not muggle parties. he was never exposed to any muggle activities due to his parents the only related muggle thing he was able to sneak by was music and he nearly got away with it most wizarding world parties are laid back and the most insane it will get is jumping around to muggle music and drinking fire whiskey. the whole reason you brought him was that one night he and the rest of the marauders planned this little party and you were all like "this is a cute little get together" and he was like no this is a super awesome rad insane party wym?? and after you tell him about muggle parties he basically BEGS you to bring him to one when he walks in and sees muggles taking all sorts of drugs and doing stupid shit he just stands there like :0 DO NOT leave him unattended because he WILL try any drugs he sees people doing and WILL green out. he is in his moment fr he sees a Keg stand and he just HAS to try it by the end of the night he's on another planet all over you but in an existential crisis sort of way "what if when we're old and married and you die first? I would never be able to go on but when you think about it we are just tiny little specks in the galaxy almost too small to see....." he's going around bragging about going to a muggle party to everyone the next day.

James

he like Sirius isn't used to muggle customs since he grew up in a pure-blooded family you show him your muggle camera and all the videos on it and the two of you find one with you and your friends at a muggle rave he's all like WHOAHHH :0 he's never seen anything so colorful and aggressive at the same time you bring him to one in the summer and someone offers him acid he 100% takes it being the naive baby he is you lost him so you were freaking out looking for him only to find him with a group of ppl doing the dumbest shit ever and hes like "whoah can I try?? :0" and they're like shooting fireworks at people he CAN NOT be trusted alone when you leave he's carrying 80 glow-sticks that he didn't bring and wearing a neon fedora he tells Sirius and now he's begging you to take him to one the next day he's telling everyone he knows he never thought muggles could be so fun

Remus

you invited him to your friend's party during the summer and he thought it would be like the ones in his common room and boy was he wrong... you get him to try weed and he's never been so relaxed in his life you make a note to bring some for full moons he tries muggle alcohol and he looks like a baby trying a lemon for the first time you quite literally have to beat off both women and men of him with a stick he somehow finds a group of nerds to talk to about muggle books but its 10x more entertaining because their all high out of their minds you trust him enough to leave him for 60 seconds to go to the bathroom and you find him sitting on the kitchen floor eating a cold once was warm baked potato?? also his socks are missing but he still has his shoes on? this just reminds you he's just as irresponsible as the rest of the boys hes just slightly smarter about his stupid actions high Remus is INSANE he's hanging from a chandelier one moment and skinny-dipping into a pool the next you HAVE to bring a camera so you can show him all the crazy out-of-character shit he did he has the worst headache ever in the morning but he had the best sleep ever you ended up going up to your friend's room and crashing there but he wakes up naked in the backyard covered in peanut butter for some reason he's so embarrassed even more so when you show the videos/photos from the party the next day to James and Sirius they start calling peanut butter sandwiches peanut-butter-Mooneys or peanut-butter-lupin sandwiches he is not amused at all

#Marauders #marauders era #the maraunders map #marauders fanfiction #poly!marauders #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin fluff #sirius black x reader #james potter x reader #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter headcanon #marauders headcanon #remus lupin headcanon #sirius black headcanon #james potter headcanon #random headcanon #silly headcanons

[the-witch-of-one-piece]

Shunsui x Fem Reader: Oral Sex N/SFW

Requested by Anon: Hiya! Merry Christmas!!! Thank you for hosting another awesome event!!! If I can please request Shunsui with a f! reader with the prompt oral sex if it is available??? Thank you byyyeeeee! TW: Oral Sex, masturbation WC:770+ Masterlist

You didn’t know where the Captain was asleep or just not listening to what you had to say. Nanao was sick and she asked you to make sure he attended the meeting that was going to happen in an hour. “Captain…..Captain Kyoraku……” you  open the door to his quarters peeking into his room and he is still fast asleep.  “captain.” You spoke in a softer tone. You could only hear him mumble as he turned to his side.  You remember Nanao as she told you to be stern with him.

Walking up closer to him and crouching down to him, you gave the captain a nudge. You could slowly see his eye peeking open…. “oh ______.” In a groggy tone, he let out a yawn out “I thought you were Nanao-chan.”

“She is sick today. She asked me to make sure you got to your meeting on time.” Giving him a smile. Shunsui knew Nanao would have called off because she didn’t look well yesterday and she would rely on you to make sure if she needed anything done you could take care of it.

“I see, Well the captain meetings are always so long… Old man Yamaji can go on and on.”  Shunsui sat up. But that wasn’t the only thing that was standing up. Shunsui was deep into his dream before you woke him up. To see the same face he saw in his dream he felt like this was meant to be in this time. Close encounters had happened between you both but it never ended up happening due to situations at the time.  He wanted to see what you would do when seeing his cock hard.

You happen to look down and realize the tent in his pants. “umm Ca-aptain?” you began to blush to focus your eyes up at him.

“Oh my.” Shunsui spoke in a nonchalant tone.  “I apologized that I had a rather lovely dream before waking up.”  He gives you a small smirk. “care to know with who?”

You could hear your own heartbeat in your ear, your face growing hot “W-who was in the dream?”

“Well, none other than a pretty little thing I’ve had my eye on for some time.  She is gracing me with her presence right now.”  He leaned in and tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear.

“Captain..” the only word able to come from your supple lips.

“Please call me Shunsui, ________... It seems we always had some interruptions when we got moments to ourselves. I could really miss the captain's meeting so we could have some alone time.”  Flashing a grin.

“I’d hate to disappoint Nanao because of one duty she asked me to do for her. I can give you some motivation to get to your captains meeting. Maybe we can do something after?”  looking down at his tent in his pants then up at him once more.

His eyes perked up flashing a grin. “my my I’m rather interested now on what can give me some motivation?”  

You began to rub the fabric of the casual yukata he was wearing at the time. You could feel it twitch as your hand continued to his encaged cock.  When uniting his yukata and sliding down his briefs. Shunsui leaned back propping himself on his elbows watching how your hands wrapped around his cock and you began pumping his cock.  Letting out a sharp breath as you were between his legs. Seeing the bit of pre-cum on the tip of his cock you licked your lips leaning in lightly licking the tip of his cock. “Tell me, did your dream consists of this?” you playful spoke in a tone while dragging your tongue from the base of his to the tip. “This and more the only thing missing is you being naked for the sake.”  Both of your eyes locked with one another as your lips wrapped around his cock. “Ssss aaaahhh~~~ You sure do look lovely with those pretty lips around my cock.” he let a low moan escape from his lips. The saliva began to coat his cock making it easier for your hands to slide up and down as you bobbed your head up and down. Shunsui’s hand resting on the back of your head, his finger getting entangled in your hair. The deeper you were taking in his cock the more it was getting harder for him to contain himself from cumming inside your mouth. “If you keep sucking my cock that way you are going to get a surprise in that pretty mouth of yours unless you want it.”  Shunsui flashed a smile at you. 

#kyoraku shunsui x reader #bleach shunsui #shunsui x reader #shunsui bleach #shunsui kyoraku #shunsui smut #shunsui x you #kyoraku #bleach kyoraku #bleach #bleach headcanons #bleach x reader fanfic #bleach fanfic #bleach x reader #the witch of one piece #the naughty list

[sarcastic-kai]

Can’t handle the heat

Headcannon of how Genshin men would deal with a heatwave

Characters used: Zhongli, childe, Diluc, Kaeya x reader 

Hope you liked this Nonnie! I tried my best, I hope it’s up to your standards 🥺Hope the heat gets better for you soon <3

Warnkngs: uh implied sexiness I guess. Otherwise it’s just pure fluff

Zhongli

man’s would probably have to shut down the funeral parlor momentarily, due to the fact that heat and corpses don’t mix well

Would take the time off as a much needed break, a little vacation to spend time with his precious s/o <3

would definitely walk around the privacy of your shared home half naked. Since he knows you’ve seen it all before, it wouldn’t be a problem for him , and he will probably be amused if you get flustered at the sight of him on display for you so casually. He might even encourage you to do the same.

Would look after you more than himself. Since he’s an archon, he knows a little heat won’t kill him.

Would happily fan you while you read to him

would probably take the couch if it’s too hot to sleep together :(

Would make sure you hydrate, reminding you every couple of hours to drink some water so you don’t dehydrate and diedrate <3

Would probably take you to a secluded pool, one of those small waterfalls hidden by the beautiful Liyue mountains. 

Childe

Although the heat would be unbearable, you can’t complain about being able to bask in the presence of Childe’s toned body, covered in a glistening sheet of sweat.

Would definitely encourage you to wear as little as possible, claiming it’s to “help keep you cool”. We all know this man’s real intentions 

Honestly would be very sad because he can’t cuddle or hold you like usual, due to you both being sweaty and sticky.

Would silently keep an eye on you, making sure you don’t get a heat stroke.

Would probably be like zhongli and keep you hydrated, simply by passively placing cups of water next to you every so often.

Would suggest a cold bath together, and if you turn him down then he’ll be pouty. 

You’ll probably have to lock this horndog out of the bathroom when you take your cold bath.

Would literally chug a ton of water, then complain about having to pee all the time. 

Would probably go out and buy a very expensive, state of the art fan to keep you both cool. Would sit there for hours and tap the little peddle with his foot to make the fan spin to keep you cool. (I’m imaging a big fan that works like a manual sewing machine, where you pump the foot pedal to make it work)

Diluc

mans would probably hide indoors, refusing to work at the tavern due to it being too physically taxing in the blistering heat. He would probably temporarily close it, just because he cares for his staff <3

And since he’s not at the tavern, you have him all to yourself ;)

Though this may seem awesome, it’s not like you two can really do the things you have missed out on lately due to him being super busy :(

For once the man would remove his gloves and jacket, probably only stripping down to a pair of shorts and maybe a shirt in order to prevent you from becoming flustered. 

This wouldn’t go for him though, he wouldn’t care if you choose to be completely bare in the heat, but he can’t guarantee he won’t eventually pounce on you ;)

Would probably sleep next to you despite the heat, just because he can’t give up having your comforting presence beside him <3

Would definitely let you tie up his hair into a silly little bun on the top of his head, bemused when you laugh at how it flops from side to side when he walks.

would probably cuddle with you in a cool bath, and would definitely make you your favorite iced drinks 

Kaeya

Kaeya would definitely request some time off from work. Although it really isn’t the most ideal situation to spend time with you, he knows he would be no good as a knight in the heat anyway

Would definitely keep you cool with his vision, condensing the water particles in the air to create an icicle whenever you request it. 

Again, he’d be like Diluc and would strip down to only what you’d be comfortable seeing him in, but wouldn’t blink an eye if you chose to wear nothing at all.

Would definitely still cuddle with you, despite the fact that your guys’s skin would be sticky and you’d be momentarily stuck together.

Will definitely have some fun with you in the lakes of Mondstat, letting you swim while he tries to catch fish via freezing the water (only to satisfy your burning curiosity to see if it’d work) 

Although you complain about it being too hot to do anything, Kaeya will definitely want to make the most of his time together with you. 

Would probably take this time with you to do quality things like going to the beach, having picnics, taking walks, going to the library, etc. 

Will sleep with you, despite the heat, and will not be afraid to have the windows open because WHO in all of mondstat would willingly mess with the mini vacationing captain Kaeya? 

[thegallows-world]

Summer fun

Ok. I was sitting in history class and heard one more student come in when the doors closed. I knew they would have to take the last seat next to me, but I was hoping not

Class started just as he sat down. I didn't even look, I was a bit hung over.

Then he asked if he could borrow a pen and paper. I looked at him and saw that he was GORGEOUS!

So of course I gave him whatever he wanted We talked a little after class as I preyed he was gay, turned out he had a place at the same apartment building and we planned to meet for a bite and beer. We became friends fast, I had him over for a couple of beers and once as I came back from the bathroom I took my chances and choked him from behind. Not hard but firm enough to make him cough.

He laughed and said that he has never been choked like that before.

" Is that what it feels like to be strangled? "

I told him that I would have squeezed much tighter if I wanted to strangle him.

My fingers left a red mark on his neck that went away too quickly. That same night he grabbed my neck and said " how do you like it?", he didn't realize then that it made me super hard. One weekend we had been drinking and walking home and pulled me into an alley. He had his hand on my neck (Which I had done to him as well) but he said "I am going to kiss you unless you say not too" then he squeezed a bit and moved in to kiss me. If I tried I guess I could have said no. We went to bed together that night. We both enjoyed squeezing each others neck as we rolled in the bed. The next evening we were at a pizza joint and talking about what we liked. He said something sarcastic and I replied "You were born to hang"

He muttered "What would that be like. The look on my face gave it away.

"YOU WERE HANGED BEFORE!"

I told him about my experience in high school (Which, if I haven't told you I was hanged by five guys from my water polo team. I kinda deserved it. They used weights so I didn't leave the floor but I passed out in just over a minute.

Right away he said he wanted to duplicate that event with him.

We had a pull up bar that goes between the door frame and we bought some rope, And some booze. We went back to his place because he had a bottom floor and the noise would be minimal. I told him the story as we rigged it up. We had a strong drink before I hanged him for the first time. We had only known each other for about a month and now I had his neck wrapped in a rope being pulled up to his toes. It was not as harsh or as long as when I was hanged but we both were hard as could be. By the time we were done he had been hard for Just over an hour and I had to help him get off in the shower

Jared had these beautiful hazel but mostly green eyes. When he was excited his eyes opened wide, an innocents that made me feel a little guilty of what I was going to do. I had already seen him naked so seeing him tent his boxers was not a big deal. I would pour a shot of his drink and feed it to him as we waited for his time to come up. Then I could watch his cute adamsapple swallow. A bit rolled down his chin and neck so I licked off of him.

He has a vein on the left side of his neck that would buldge when he laughed or talked loud like in a noisy room. By now he didn't think anything about me reaching out and touching it or his adamsapple.

Though we didn't use a noose for this I tied one and let it dangle in between the door frame. It distracted him so much he couldn't finish a whole sentence. Finally, just five minutes to go. I had a towel on the floor where he needed to kneel. As I helped him down I noticed the precum on his boxers, Well mine too. This was the first time I was able to do this to someone else. With his square jaw and awesome neck I was just as excited as he was.

I pulled the rope down and unraveled the noose and put the rope around his neck loose. The rope sat on his shoulders and looked so perfect. I poured him another shot. He was so excited it was hard for him to swallow. He warned me not to touch his body because it would cause him to cum. He wanted to wait so he could have the full effect of being hanged first. This is something I had told him about when we were choking each other before the hanging fun started. It took everything I had not to touch some part of his awesome body.

Now with just one minute to go I adjusted the rope around his neck and tied a knot above his adamsapple. His eyes shut tight when I made it snug. Beads of sweat was building on his body. In front of him on the wall was the clock and second hand winding toward the last 30 seconds. I told him that at 10 seconds he should swallow one last time.

His adamsapple pushed under the rope and back. He took a couple of deep breaths then 3...2...I

I pulled a string that moved the block the suitcase filled with books was on. It fell off and pulled his head back and squeezed his neck. Just 35 lbs it didn't pull his body up much just making him straighten up. I heard gurgling and a little wheeze. At 10 seconds I heard him try to laugh. He was able to sip some air at this point. At 30 seconds his face and neck red and only allowed a few gasp.

His lips moved to say something but not enough air to make a sound. By now sweat rolls down his smooth chest. He struggled as he tried to swallow but his adamsapple couldn't get under the rope. This is typically when guys would bounce on their toes, at 45 seconds I was tempted to pull the release but his body relaxed to conserve energy. With 10 seconds left his eyes just staring up.

He lasted the full minute. I pulled the release and pulled his wet body towards me, he slumped in my arms. I laid him down and without the weight the rope is loosen enough to breath right away unlike a noose.

He coughed and took a couple deep breaths. I loosened the rope and asked if he was ok and he nodded. I had him lay there for 10 minutes. His adamsapple playing with the rope each time he swallowed. Then I rolled him on to his side and untied his hands. He slowly took the rope off his neck himself as I told him to help avoid making a mark. After all that not even a little bruise. I think that when you bounce on your toes it causes the occasional bruising

The next weekend I did a mini version on him so he can do it to me. That's when we realized that we could record them and enjoy them when couldn't play with the rope. I hanged him the second time standing up since it would only be 30 seconds. Then he hanged me. I have a top heavy frame my shoulders are broad and so when he let me down I almost fell on my face because I nearly slipped through his arms. Without someone else to help it was safer to do it on our knees.

It must have been a few months later that he wanted to try it with a noose. The noose scarred me because it stays tight even after you are lowered down. So I agreed but we would have to start out with a much lighter weight and time. We finished mid terms and had a few days to play something new. I had taught him how to tie a noose and how to properly put it on. Which you open it wide and start at the chin and go over. That night he was just as excited as the first time I hanged him. And rum always made both of us very horney.

Five minutes before I had his hands tied behind his back. The vein on the side of his neck bulged as I got him on his knees under the noose. I pulled the noose down and over his head. I put a rubber ball in his hand and if it was unbearable he can let it go letting me know he gives up.

At one minute before I adjusted the noose snug above his adamsapple. He knew that I loved watching his adamsapple play with the rope. Again he warned me not to touch his body. The recorder rolling just waiting for the second hand to strike 12.

3..2..I

I pulled the string making the weight fall. The noose tighten and pulled him up straight. His head tilted to the side and his chin slightly down so you could not see the rope on his neck but it looked tight. He snorted and gasped. Nearly 30 seconds and his body struggled and his abs worked for a breath but he world not drop the ball. Then his eyes opened wide and he grunted, I noticed that he was cumming. Then he kind of slumpsd and drop the ball. I got him down and loosened the noose. His body convulsed a bit but he was awake. Before I could get him sitting up he was saying what an awesome thing it was. If you ever came without being touched it is the best. After that he preferred being hanged with a noose.

A month before summer break while we were having lunch he says "hear me out"

His dad would be out of the country when summer break started and we would have the house out in the desert to ourselves.

Right away I thought that would be fun. Then he said "I want you to hang me fully suspended " "Don't decide now but we could stay there after and let any bruising heal ". He was so excited I could barely say anything about it. He talked about it every day and we practiced how he wanted to hang; Of course without him hanging. The first day after finals we drove to the dessert and stopped on the way to buy a new and longer rope. We both agreed the 3/4 inch cotton rope was best. Then we went to get supplies (lots of booze) and stopped to eat. As we talked I made one more effort to get him to pass on being fully suspended.

He said with near tears in his eyes. "Don't take this away from me there will never be another opportunity for this to happen or find someone who can make it work. PLEASE do this for me?"

Damn, He was too cute so I agreed not to bring it up again. We went back and got things set up and set 8:00 pm for his hanging. Setting a time always builds the antisapation making it more exciting. We spent most of the day in the pool trying to beat the heat. Then it became time to get ready, we had the recorder set up ready to go and he had already tied his five coiled noose. Five coils made it slide easily making it tight when you hang but is much easier to loosen when you bring his body down otherwise he would continue to strangle in the noose. A ketchen step stool was just offset from under the noose. The last bell from the grandfather clock would tell when his feet would leave the stool. At 8:55 I started the recorder then tied his hands behind his back. I put the noose over his head and got him up on the stool. It was still hot and we both were sweaty. I took up the slack and tied off the end of the rope, from there his feet would not reach the floor. At 8:59 I made the noose snug above his cute adamsapple. Then the clock sounded and on the nineth bell he stood there. Just a little misunderstanding, he thought I would push him off. I had to get him down and get the noose off his neck then we had a strong drink. The thought of watching him hang was enough but to push him off was a bit much.

We set 10 :00 for his new hanging time. Now I had to get him all set up again. He made me promise to let him hang for 15 seconds (he wanted 20 but I refused)

Again his hands tied behind his back, noose snug above his adamsapple standing on the top of the stool and the clock started to chime. He swallowed hard and the final bell rang. He struggled to step off but couldn't quite get there. Then I gave a little push on his cute ass. He fell forward and I heard a little gasp, his feet just inches off the floor as his body swung back and forth. I expected him to kick and struggle but it was very nice. His abs tighten trying to get him a breath. His head tilted to the side and slowly spinning. I thought to myself that if he didn't make I would have to hang myself with the now damp noose. Right at 15 seconds I pulled the release and held his body. But with all the sweat he nearly slipped through my arms. I loosened the noose and laid him down. It seemed like forever but when we looked at the video he took a deep breath within 8 seconds. I was soooo relieved. After ten minutes I sat him up. I loosened the noose more and peeled it off his neck. He had a two inch bruise on the side of his neck. I checked his throat and made sure that he had a pulse on both sides of his throat . He could not talk at the time. But nodded that he was ok. The noose sat on his shoulders and I got him up on his feet. As I untied his hands he kissed me on the side of my neck. I let him remove the noose himself. Took about 30 minutes before he could talk in a rassppy voice. We went and rinsed in the shower and poured two strong drinks and went into the pool. I held him as we just chilled. It was hard for him to swallow. He thanked me about a hundred times. Finally we went inside to watch the video. I poured me another drink. We sat and watched. Just before the last bell he says " Fuck look at my abs!" He knew he had nice abs, we were both very fit at 19. But his abs tighten and looked especially hot. We watched it a few times. Before he hanged I was so nervous that no matter how much I drank I could not get a buzz. But by the time we were ready for bed I was wobblely. He kissed me and said " You have to let me hang you tomorrow " we had never talked about me hanging. I said "we'll see. But he sucked on my dick and made me promise to let him hang me.

He seduced me into promising.

Not nice.

The next morning we got up and I made coffee. He came in with a head ache. Whenever you hang like that or choked with a rope you often will have a headache for a while. He came from behind me and kissed my neck. "I can't wait to put the noose around your neck tonight ". I told him "I don't remember ever talking about me hanging before we got here "

But of course"You Promised"

We went to the market to get a few things. With a little makeup the mark on his neck wasn't too bad. So we went to the market and as we were checking out the cute guy checking us out was talking with us. Then he asked "What happen to your neck"

Jared says " he hanged me"

The kid (about 17) laughed.

Jared says "I am going to hang him tonight if you want to come watch "

Then his eyes opened and realized that he might be serious.

He said "can I bring a friend"

Jared " sure, what do you guys like to drink "

He gave him the address and we left. I was a bit miffed,

"I can't believe you invited him to watch me hang!"

Which I had no intention of being hanged so it really didn't matter.

We planned for me to hang at 9:00. The two guys came over about 7:30. They brought a long red licorice tied into a noose. We were in our swim suit and invited them to be comfortable. They took off their shirts and we poured drinks. We told them to what they are going to see and that it may be intense. These guys were funny and cute. I would have liked to see the friend he brought hang. The other had a long neck that would be better for strangling.

We all sat and watched a few videos of when we played with weights at home then watched the video of Jared hanging the night before. We wanted to get them acclimated so that when they saw me hang it wouldn't be so scary. The time seemed to be going so fast and I was nervous. Then we went into the " play room" big open room with a high ceiling. And a beam that the rope was tossed over in the middle of the room. It was comical seeing their face as they looked up at the noose. Now that they saw the videos they knew that I was going to be hanged. One of them stepped up on the stool. Then looked at his friend and said "You would love to see me dangling from here wouldn't you " his buddy just had a big smile. Jared showed him how the noose would be fitted on his neck as he stood up there. He buddy was obviously hard " You look so hot up there "

Then his buddy stepped down. I said "I would have made sure that there was slack in the rope before I stepped down like that.

The look of surprise that he could have hanged himself.

By now Jared was ready to get started. He had one of the guys record as he tied my hands behind my back. Sweat was rolling down my chest and abs. He let the other kids put the noose over my head which he did with a big smile and bigger hardon. With three minutes to go he led my up the three steps.

My legs were shaking.

"Do you have anything to say?"

I told the boys "I shouldn't be up here but I hope you enjoy the show "

They stood to the side so the camera can record the hanging and so they would not get hit when I feel off the stool. Jared made the noose snug above my adamsapple, his favorite part. Then the clock started to chime. These guys looking up at me, I thought I would be embarrassed but it was OK

I could feel my abs tighten and my hands clinched behind my back. Then the final bell, I knew that he would not push me off until I was ready and I had no intention of being ready. Jared tried to talk me into a little step then he would give me a little push like I did for him. Perhaps he thought that I wanted to hang. I had a lot to drink but I stood firm. I swallowed hard and it hurt my adamsapple because the rope stayed across my throat. Jared reached up and moved it back above it, I was relieved. Then Jared whipped the sweat off my abs.

I flinched and started to loose my balance. I slowly felt myself falling sideways. Jared tried to steady me but was on the wrong side.I slowly fell and my feet left the stool. It spun me around and the noose tighten more than if I went forward. Unlike Jared I kicked like a wild animal. Jared grabbed my body as one of the guys pulled the release. I slipped right through his arms then he struggled to get the noose loose. I had already passed out and it over 5 minutes before I woke up. Poor Jared was scared. He had been crying until I woke up. I wish I had enjoyed it more but I was not mentally prepared like he was. I think that if I hanged like Jared one of those guys would have hanged to. Or maybe with just weights. I don't think I would have let them hang.

[amysubmits]

So, I had my first babe a little over a year ago, and while I’ve lost the pregnancy weight (shy of 8 pounds), my body is completely different and honestly it just disgusts me in every way possible. I was a hardcore fitness type of person for many years and that’s something that has completely taken the backseat since my little was born.

I have always struggled with body image (significantly overweight to severely underweight and all stages in between) but this is killing my dynamic with my husband. I can’t submit. I can’t relax. I’m afraid he’ll touch my belly and be as repulsed as I am.

I so terribly miss it but the idea of showing my body makes me frantic with anxiety. I even lock the door now when I shower so that he won’t walk in and see me. We haven’t had sex in months. He says he doesn’t think my body has changed much but I’m convinced he’s just being nice.

I don’t really know what kind of advice I’m asking for, if any, but if anyone has had a similar experience within a D/s dynamic I’d appreciate your input on how to move past this.

Hello :)

Congrats on the little one! I'm so sorry that you're battling body image issues from how pregnancy has changed your body though :(.

CD and I read a book recently called Come as You Are: The Surprising New Science that Will Transform Your Sex Life, by Emily Nagoski and it covered body image and how it can cause problems with sexual intimacy including the postpartum period, so you might find that book helpful.

I always have anxiety about suggesting therapy to people, because I know that some find that suggestion insulting, and some use "get therapy!" as an insult...and when I suggest it, it’s never meant as a bad thing whatsoever. I think literally everyone could benefit from therapy, that it isn't just for people with mental illness or those in crisis, though it can be extra helpful for people who are struggling. So I hope you're able to trust that my intent isn't negative here at all...but I suspect therapy could be really helpful.

My perspective from what you've shared is that your anxieties related to your body image have made you feel like you can't be physically intimate or even naked around your husband right now...as that would feel really unsafe to you to risk him seeing or feeling your stomach, I imagine that you feel like you're protecting you both by blocking him away from your body. Yet I think the reality is that you're soothing your anxiety by not having sex or being naked around him....but it's likely hurting you by keeping you from submitting which is something you terribly miss, in your own words. I imagine it’s also hurting him, as he likely misses those things terribly, too...and is aware that you’re feeling like you have to shut him out in order to be safe, which would be hard to face as a partner (maybe especially as a Dom?) even when knowing it’s not really about trusting him. So while you're trying to protect yourself, it's causing collateral damage.

In my mind, when an anxiety is having to be catered to so much that it prevents you from doing things you really want to do, that's a sign that the anxiety has become too powerful and it may be time to get outside help to find ways to reduce how much power it has over you so that you can go back to living the way you prefer to live. I think therapy is just a really awesome tool and I see it as the best way to take control of your life and to get guidance with creating the life that you want.

I am sure that others can relate to your situation and may have advice that is more based on personal experience so hopefully those people will chime in with advice too. 

#asks #d/s

[alexin-wonderlust]

Day 6 - Japan Blog - 12 February 2024 Snow Monkeys and Karaoke

We had to be up super early today because we are going on a tour to see SNOW!! This desert babe has never seen snow (in its pure form, only from a snow machine... and thats NOT FAIR!!) so Im going to find some today. Still feeling sick as a dog, but I loaded up on the warm lemon/honey beverages. Theyre SO GOOD! My throat is happy. The bus tour takes us to Nagano. First we stopped at a restaurant for our "Beef Sukiyaki" meal. It was very -- push you here, take you there. Kind of tour. It wasnt very friendly or fun. It was just business... Sigh. Beer Sukiyaki was yum! We bought some regional snacks to enhoy while we are on the bus -- because Ive done these things before and being without snacks is the WORST! The guy behind us passed out because it was super hot on the bus and no fresh air. Oops! When we got to the Snow Monkey Park (Jidokundani Yaen Koen) there was a trek to be done -- and yes! SNOW!! I was actually quite scared I wouldnt be able to do the hike because Im so shit at hiking. Ben wore his new boots which caused him issues, and I feel on my butt at the end -- but it was doable. About 45 mins to the top and then another 10/15 mins to get to the onsen. I accidentally saw a Japanese dudes penis, because he was in the hotel onsen on site and he was just WALKING AROUND NAKED. You know, normal things at a tourist sight. I made a joke about this to the lady when she said there were men bathing "I thought we werent allowed to bring food -- this guy here with his MEAT hanging out" she giggled because Im an idiot. The monkeys are hilarious and cute and weird. There is a lot of drama going on with them, and screaming and chasing around the snow. But they literally just hang out in the natural hot springs and dont really care about the 100 people taking their photos. They also have a live stream too! https://www.jigokudani-yaenkoen.co.jp/livecam2/video_en.php After only being with the monkeys for about 20 mins, we were bussed to another "tourist trap" location with no food, but instead "snow igloos" where we got a beer and walked across the road instead to play in the fluffy snow. There was one stop on the way back to a roadhouse type place which had food, souveniers, a convenience store, local produce and dagashi to take home as gifts. We got burgers and other snacks to keep us going back to shinjuku.

And since we are already here; Shinjuku again. I needed something for my tattoo, so we went to Donki for a shop, and then found a karaoke place with food and drinks. (Instead of going to a bar...!) The food was dismal and the karaoke was terrible but it made for a fun experience. If you were there with a group of people, it would be awesome.

#japan #japan travel #alexinwonderlust #travel #japan february 2024 #snow monkeys #nagano #shinjuku #bennyandthelex #travel blog #snow monkey #japanese snow monkey #snow monkey japan #snow monkey onsen #jidokudani #shibuya #tokyo #karaoke #jidokudani yaen koen

[blog-reflection]

ONE / Twenty One - Amber’s

I am sorry. 

First day alone in my new life and I needed time for myself. Even though I had an awesome time with Jesse and Lucia, I do need to refill my social battery like, alot. That’s why I wasn’t able to get a new story out on the usual schedule. Nonetheless, life is doing pretty damn good so far, nothing to worry about. I can survive on my own, thanks to Jesse constantly saying I am. The night was chill, especially after that break out in the club. After I got Jesse safe and sound to the trainstation I took my bike and just rode it through the city constantly thinking…reflecting on the past months. I achieved a lot actually, kinda proud of myself not gonna lie. Moving here was the best thing I could have done. Regrets? Zero. Jesse and Lucia have been a great support in that time, especially Jesse. Having them around just makes life way more joyful than being all on your own. Meeting Sarah as the housekeeper is even better. Strange to say that to someone who’s as old as she is but we’ve been getting pretty close over the last few days considering the short notice. She made it clear that weekends like that shouldn’t accrue that often though. It’s not like she’s having an issue with us hanging ‘round her place but she kind of needs her alone time too. I promised her that she’ll get as much freetime as she want’s. I haven’t even celebrated my birthday and I will definitely not throw omega parties, I don’t even know enough people to get in contact with or even to go out. And I will not go alone in a club, that’s just sad.   

But that’s kind of it. Today I’ve been chilling in my apartment, taking in every last inch of the place so I get as familiar as I can. I love it, I really do. It’s cosy, I love the colours, all my plants. It’s pure cottage living with that tiny bit of modern style mixed into it. And on top all that new furniture. I was in desperate need of a new bed, and let me tell you, this one is big, flat and feels like a massive cloud. The only thing I miss from Dover is the huge ass window right in my room where my bed was. I loved it. I mean I bet my neighbours are happy they don’t have to see my naked ass cheeks pressed against them while I sleep but that’s a different story. I checked my phone since it started to make some noise. It’s Sarah, asking if I’d be able to get to the Ambers since the package she wanted to claim yesterday hasn’t arrived yet. And yes, Sarah is down stairs and could walk easley up to Ambers herself but since I wanted to get some stuff for the evening I said it’s no big deal. So I got up, dressed in some plain white joggers and an oversized mixed coloured jumper. I looked like I’d be sleeping under the bridge, like a messy, but classy kind of homeless person. I love it. I got downstairs with my backpack and walked to Ambers. It’s not a long walk, maybe five minutes down the road. I took my phone with me and listened to some music while walking. I opened the door once I arrived and the little bell attached to the door started to ring. 

Amber: Ahhh James, Hi. How may I help you

Okay, what now? How did they know who I am? I mean, they aren't even here yet.

James: Yeah I ehm, sorry what? Amber: Haha, you’re funny. James: Ehm, thank you? Amber: Soo, how may I exactly help you? James: Oh right yeah, Sarah sends me regarding… Amber: Oh yeah one second I’ll get the parcel.

Oh my god. This place is literally freaking me out. Amber’s constantly knowing what I am about to ask. So strange. 

Amber: All right, that would be Sarahs. Anything else? James: Oh thanks, actually I’d like some buns and that one right here? Sorry I can’t read it.

The sign displayed some words I simply wasn’t able to read. It wasn’t a cake, but also not a cupcake, but it looked sweet. I’ve never seen something like that before to be honest.

Amber: All right. Here are your buns as well as one of our house specials. That would be… five pounds sixty. James: Yo what? That’s all? Amber: I mean, you can give us more if you want. I mean it’s not like you have to pay rent or anything.

Okay stop it. Never can she know that I get my apartment paid for. How could she know? It makes zero sense at all. I just paid my bill, grabbed my bag and the parcel and walked back home while talking with Lucia on the phone.

Discord call 

Lucia: Ciao amore James: Ciao Lucia, hai un minuto per me? Lucia: Sì, come va? James: Oggi hai un evento molto strano. Lucia: Spill. The. Tea! James: So I was in that Amber's place and… Lucia: Let me guess, they know you even though you’ve never been there? Happens babe. James: Yeah. I mean how? This is like next level craziness going on there. I felt that Amber was such a creeper. Lucia: Amber’s are…a strange place I agree, never liked going there. You just need one friend or person that you know and have them goin in into an Amber. James: Yeah but I don’t get it. Who would have told them that I was James? Lucia: Maybe Sarah told them? Or maybe Jesse? WAIT? Have you said Amber, like the person working there was called Amber? James: Yeah why? Lucia: Yeah okay listen, All Amber’s have one employee called Amber, who is in direct bloodline to the Amber family. James: So what? Lucia: Amber’s are the worst. Like literally the worst. They observe everything, know everything, and tell everyone. You could literally go to an Amber’s in Scotland and they would know your deal. Jesse: That sounds illegal if I am honest. Lucia: Let’s just say, Ambers is a massive grey zone. Docent of people have been complaining but the police never really find anything. Apart from that, it’s a business for them. You can go there for information about a special person. Chances they know them is like ninety nine percent. It’s a trade though. You offer them information they don’t know in return to info you need. James: Jesus Crust that sounds freaky! Did you ever need that? Lucia: Once but it wasn’t worth it. Honestly, maybe try avoiding them. James: Thanks for the tip but I don’t think I can. The next post office is miles away. I’m way faster going there. Lucia: Alright è non problema. James: Nonetheless, grazie amica, tutto bene. Lucia: Ottimo, ciao, buonasera!!! James: Ciao!

Alright. I opened the door and went inside, put Sarah’s parcel on the desk on the floor and went into my room. I hit up Alexa and played some wild tomorrow land music to dance the house down while opening a bottle of lillet. Thriving in the beat I was once again in my element. To be honest, I had way more moves in my room than in the beast and prey. I hit up some music videos of fireworks on my TV and let the show start. 

Later that day, well night by now, I made myself some food. I’ve thrown some fries and chicken nuggets into the oven and waited twenty minutes until all of them were done. I poured in another glass of lillet and finished it off with some berries, placed myself in the bed, laid down while eating and stared at the ceiling. My fairy lights were the only proper light source I had and I loved it. It took me about ten minutes till I annihilated all the fries and nuggets before the beat dropped and went back to dancing and jumping. I also almost finished the entire bottle of lillet and to be honest I kind of started feeling the alcohol . 

I’ve decided to call it a shot and get some rest. The last week has been a lot and I still feel like my social battery is killing me. Nonetheless I am happy to be here. But for now I just switched Alexa to play my favourite podcast while brushing my teeth and going to bed. 

About half was into the episode I’ve fallen asleep.

#Amber #pastry #stranger things #blog.reflection

[femdomliterature]

FemLit 0039 - Why all males must submit to wearing a chastity by the age of 12 years old?

FemLit 0039 - Why all males must submit to wearing a chastity by the age of 12 years old?

I’ve thought about this a lot. It would be deeply submissive to have an entire society wrapped around this being the norm. I’d hope we could prevent circumcision and focus on infibulation, maybe. Actually I’d engineer social pressures to make young males want to be in “training” devices. Like girls in training bras. Make them want to show off they are locked under clothes. Be ashamed of showing an unlocked glans. Like a girl showing her nipple. I’d want men to be pitted against each other to be sexy but off limits and shamed for being sluts. Trapped in fashion constraints. A complete reversal with malice of forethought. Feeling always vulnerable. Your balls ache and could be hurt. Women knowing their power and threatening. Men secretly desiring to be fucked and have their prostate expressed. Women feeling proud they can find the P spot. Erections being shameful unless for a woman. Leaking precum being encouraged as being wet for her. Science being done to prove boys and men don’t need erections to maintain health. It’s clear they don’t need nor should they be given orgasms. They just dissipate energy and make them surly. Orgasms are for women. Fast twitching and clenching and going soft is seen as a weakness. Being kept hard for your woman as long as she wants is a badge of prowess. Men read magazines on how to give oral sex to a woman. Rape fantasies are men being pegged. And liking it secretly. Men are expected to be caged at all times. Only some beaches allow men to have naked cocks. Most men get their cocks pierced. Like women and earrings. It’s just done. Some boys get their cock pierced at the mall. Behind a curtain. Erections are not encouraged as they are embarrassing. So get them done before puberty. Piercings are not cruel. Circumcision is replaced with chastity and piercings. Men’s fashion show handsome taut men in tight pants. Full and takeable asses. Balls should be full and with lots of pressure. Little cocks are fawned over as cute. Big cocks in chastity are ogled at. Like DD breasts. But seen as maybe slutty and showy. Being kept in medium sized chastity is best. Poor boys can’t fill up a decent size cage. Some pretend not to have a micro penis. But that’s found out and shamed. Men’s penis sizes are talked about openly. Between men and women. They are made very self conscious. Too small or too big. Not full enough. Glans not the right size. Like breast and nipples. Balls should be full. Men are allowed to walk around without pants as long as their Glans is covered. Like nipples. Men can be infibulated and be completely nude. Being wet with precum is seen and commented on. Much research is done to know how long a guy can stay in chastity. There’s prostate research ribbons as prominent as breast cancer. Erectile function is very important for a woman who owns a man. So penile ultrasounds are done. Pressed between plates to get them quicker. Painful but necessary. Embarrassing. Doctors test for prostates being full. This is desired. They are expressed. You’re expected to be pent up and given milkings if you’re not owned. Health magazines talk about how to make your balls bigger and your chastity more handsome. Doctors know exactly how often to let a penis out for erectile function. Orgasms are not needed. Spilling is not needed. Balls and prostate should be kept full for their owner so they get maximum satisfaction from making them spill. It’s a sign of fidelity. A man is never expected to touch or fondle his penis. He should be able to be hard without touching it. Otherwise it’s seen as a cheat. Propping yourself up. Having your naked penis and balls fondled by a girl. With her hand up your shorts or down them makes you feel sexy. If she makes you spill in your cage that’s awesome. She feels conquest. You brag a little bit you’re still ashamed and vulnerable. Women will finger a boys butt and make them spill. Men will crave to go down on a woman and make her cum. Over and over. Men’s prowess is measured by how much he can make her cum. And how much semen he gushed for her.

Being full of cum is seen as being masculine and full of energy. Being spent and flaccid is seen as weak and uninteresting. The refractory phase should be avoided. It’s seen as selfish and lazy to be sated as a man.

#female led relationship #femlit

[rawiswhore]

Mike Awesome/That 70's Guy x Fem Reader- "Just a Jiggle-r"

In the late 1970's, a genre of television known as "jiggle TV" was beginning to sprout in abundance and popularity.

Jiggle TV was a term used to describe television series at the time that used beautiful women dressed in bikinis, lingerie, negligees, short shorts, a short dress or even being naked under a towel, and these shows would have women moving around in some of these outfits where their breasts and/or ass cheeks would jiggle.

Sometimes these beautiful women would go braless and their nipples would protrude through the fabric of their tops.

Examples of jiggle TV during this era are "Three's Company", "Charlie's Angels", "Wonder Woman" with Linda Carter, "The Love Boat", and "Battle of the Network Stars".

The late 1970's was when jiggle TV was at the height and zenith of its popularity.

In the year 2000, professional wrestler Mike Awesome joined wrestling company WCW, and after they humiliated him and turned him into a joke by making him play the Fat Chick Thrilla (a gimmick where he has a fetish for fat women), he played a new gimmick known as That 70's Guy---a man completely stuck in the 1970's.

At least when he played That 70's Guy, he no longer played someone with a fat chick fetish, which is good for you, because now his character can be sexually attracted to you, who is slender and thin.

You joined WCW at the right time, because that was when Mike Awesome not only played That 70's Guy, but also looked his sexiest and best.

On a "WCW Thunder" episode when Mike was playing his That 70's Guy character, you strolled to him down a hallway wearing a midriff bearing tank top with laces tied at the chest area and denim Daisy Duke shorts with open toed stiletto sex kitten heels.

The camera first began filming your feet, only for the camera to elevate up your smooth, beautiful legs as you walked down this hallway and then slowly film up the outfit you were wearing and film you above your chest to reveal to the audience who this was.

As you walked closer to Mike, your breasts were visibly bouncing underneath your top on purpose, and you wore no bra under your top.

Your nipples were poking through the fabric of your top.

Mike's head turned to you as you approached closer to him, he heard your high heels on the hard floor as you walked closer to him, where his face lit up as you strolled to him more and more.

"Hey!" he said with a smile on his face as you walked closer to him.

"Hi!" you greeted him with a smile on your face, only for you to stop walking once you stood next to him. "Does my outfit look 1970's?"

As you asked him this question, your breasts bounced and jiggled a little bit while your hands pointed to yourself.

"Yeah" Mike answered, nodding his head. "I remember when Charlie's Angels dressed like that"

"I wore this outfit just for you" you said to him. "Do you like my outfit?"

You slowly rotated and turned your body around to show him your outfit, showing him your outfit behind, your short shorts showing a little bit of your bare ass cheeks hanging out, then you rotated your body until he could see your torso and your face.

"Oh yeah" Mike replied, nodding his head.

"Did you see me walking down this hallway?" you asked him, referring to you walking down the hallway with your tits bouncing under your top.

"I did" Mike answered. "I heard your high heels walking down"

You wanted his character to see your tits bouncing up and down as you walked down the hallway to him.

"I would've worn a negligee or a teddy or even just a towel" you said to him. "Like those women on 'Three's Company'"

"We're on television!" Mike referred. "You're about to valet for me"

Although, Mike would love to see you in those outfits, in fact, he has.

"I want you to look at me when I walk you to the ring" you said to him.

"I can't take my eyes off of you in general" Mike said.

"And you won't be able to either" you referred with a grin on your face.

Later on, when you escorted Mike to the ring, your breasts were bouncing and jiggling up and down under your top on purpose, and many male fans were whistling at you and making catcalls.

As you walked him to the ring, sometimes Mike peered and looked at your chest, his eyes noticing your tits bouncing under your top.

He had a faint little smirk and smile as he stared at your chest---especially your breasts bouncing.

During the match, you sometimes jumped up and down next to the ring so your breasts could visibly bounce and jiggle underneath your top, and the camera caught your breasts bouncing under your shirt.

This moment you did with Mike was a tribute to 1970's "jiggle TV" as it's called.

#mike awesome #that 70's guy #wcw #2000 #2000s #00s #birthday #happy birthday

[scuttling]

Badass Wife

Fandom: Criminal Minds Pairings: Aaron Hotchner/Female Reader Word Count: 3,297 Tags: 18+, NSFW, Dad Bod Hotch, Daddy kink, Dom/sub, Dirty talk, Unprotected sex, Rough sex, 69, Come eating/sharing, Oral sex, Fingering, Subspace, Aftercare, Semi-public sex Summary: Just some kinky Dad Bod Hotch 🤤 Continuation of "Trophy Husband" *Requested by anon.

Link to AO3 or read more below! “Is that my beautiful wife I hear?” Aaron calls from upstairs as you enter the foyer. You hang up your jacket, set your bag on the bench by the door, kick off your shoes, and head up the stairs.

“It’s me, where are you?” you call, and he sticks his head out of the home office with a grin you just have to kiss. You wrap your arms around his neck, and he hums against your lips, deepens the kiss so you break apart feeling hungry. “Hello, handsome.”

“Hello, gorgeous. Remind me again how you were able to get the afternoon off?”

“I told them I had an appointment,” you say with an innocent shrug. “I didn’t specify that it was a dick appointment; do you think I should have?” Aaron laughs, something full and lovely, and you can’t help but smile. You love when you’re able to make him laugh; that feeling is second only to loving when you’re able to get him hard without so much as a touch.

“No, probably not. We’ll just keep that as our little secret,” he whispers in your ear, and you shiver instantly. “Daddy has plans for you. Do you want to hear them?” You swallow, nod your head. “I thought you might. Everything we do we’re going to do on that couch right there.” He nods to the small gray sofa in the office, which you’ve had many orgasms on throughout its time there.

Even after being married for more than a decade, your hottest fantasies are still the ones where Aaron is your boss and you do dirty, naughty things in his office—even becoming the unit chief yourself, the highest position you’ve ever held, doesn’t stop you from wanting to be his needy little subordinate, a desperate slut who would do anything to please her superior.

“First, I want you to lay on top of me with your pretty pussy in my face. You’ll suck on my cock for as long as you can, but I know you get distracted easily, baby; you’re just a horny mess when daddy eats your pussy, aren’t you?” He slides his hand between your legs, over the thin fabric of your usual black dress pants, and you squirm in his embrace, whine a little.

“Yes, daddy. I try my best, but I get too distracted by your mouth, so you just let me lay there and feel good.”

“That’s right, baby. You know I like to take care of you.” You nod, because that’s something you both love, and he moves to unbutton your pants, to untuck your white button up and slowly open it, his thick fingers purposefully avoiding your skin. “Maybe this time you can kiss my stomach, since you liked that so much last week. You liked kissing my stomach so much that you made a mess on daddy’s thigh, didn’t you baby?”

You close your eyes, reliving that night of super hot sex and again feeling a little embarrassed at that fact that you’d rubbed off against his leg. He loved it, though, has brought it up more than once since then, so it makes sense that it would be part of his fantasy now.

“Yes, daddy, I was messy, but I love your stomach; I want to kiss it again.” He gets your top off, unhooks your bra, and kisses a wet trail from your neck to your lower belly as he crouches to take off your pants.

“Good girl. I’m going to let you. Then, when you’re nice and wet for me, I’m going put you over the arm of the couch and fuck you while you beg for more. You’ll beg to come again, baby, because you’re so needy when you’re on daddy’s cock, and if you’re good, I’ll let you. If you’re bad, I’ll fill up your pussy and not let you come at all.”

“I’ll be good, daddy; I’ll be so good for you.” He smiles up at you from his position in front of you, and even though he’s on his knees, he has all the power, as always. He knows it, too, looks a little smug.

“Oh, I know you will, sweetheart. You always are.” He slides your panties down, leans up to take one soft, teasing taste between your legs that makes you sigh, and then he makes a noise of contemplation, leans back. “Actually, we’re going to change that up a little. I want to fuck you first. Do you want to know why?”

“Why daddy?” He started getting you off first during sex back when you started dating, because having an orgasm under your belt made things easier, a little smoother when it came time for penetration; it’s not a requirement, but something you’re both used to, so you’re curious why he’s switching it up now, though you know the reason must be good.

“Because I’m not coming inside you, I’m coming on my stomach so you can clean it up. You’ll like licking daddy’s come off his stomach, won’t you, good girl?” You take a rough breath, lightly nibble your bottom lip. There’s a reason this man has ruined you for all other men—many, many reasons, really, but this one’s up there.

“Oh, yes, daddy, I’ll really like that.” He rises to his feet, fully dressed where you’re bare naked, and you work quickly to get his pants off, his underwear down while he shrugs out of his t-shirt. “I’m ready, I’m really ready,” you say, which means let’s forget the foreplay and get straight down to business. Aaron smirks, because you both love foreplay, but sometimes one or both of you are too fucking horny for it, and he probably knew that talking about you licking him clean would get you there.

“Oh, you are, baby? You think you can handle daddy’s big cock already?” He gets his hands around your waist and you know what he wants; you jump into his arms and kiss, hot and steamy and sensual, scraping your neatly trimmed nails across his back. “Okay, let’s see, sweetheart. Be good for me.”

You’re used to being bent over the arm of the couch, either for spanking or oral or to be fucked—it’s a thick arm, comfy, short, which is probably the reason Aaron chose it in the first place. He always buys new furniture with sex in mind, which is easily in the top ten hottest things about him.

Today is different, though, because he doesn’t bend you over; he walks both of you over to the sofa and eases your body against the cushions, in the corner. Your head and shoulders are on the couch and your ass is up on the arm, your legs in the air. Your Aaron—always innovative. He wraps both hands around one of your thighs and pushes into you; it’s a little bit of a stretch, since you didn’t prepare, but nothing you haven’t worked through before.

“Good girl,” he praises, and you tip your head back, moan, as he starts pounding his cock inside you, his grip tightening on your thigh. You press one of your hands against the couch for leverage, bring the other to rub at your pussy, and stare up at him as he fucks you, breathing hard, his belly shaking a little with each hard thrust against you. Your tits are bouncing too, and your moans grow louder, longer; he’s giving it to you so good, just like always, and you feel slutty in this position, sexy, as he uses your body.

“Oh, daddy, yes, daddy,” you breathe, rubbing over your pussy, spreading your wetness around the hard shaft of his cock. He groans at your touch, fucks harder, and it feels like he brings you off in no time, calling his name and clamping tight around him. When it’s over, you sink against the sofa, closing your eyes and catching your breath. His big hands move to your tits, squeezing them roughly, earning a ragged whimper, and then he lifts you up, holds you in his arms, whispers how good you did, how beautiful you are.

“Time for the rest,” he says after a minute or two, and he sets you on your feet, lays back on the sofa, and helps you climb on top of him. He pulls your soaked pussy close to his face, spreads your ass with his hands and licks at you where you’re sensitive; you jolt forward, which puts his cock in your face, and you hum, wrap your hand around it, and start to suck. “Mmm, fuck, baby,” he says, making wet sounds as he mouths at your lips, and you take him deep, hollow your cheeks, and suck hard at a medium pace. If you were trying to get him off quickly, you’d go for fast and shallow, but he likes when you draw it out as much as you can most of the time.

Moaning around his cock is always a great way to get him to eat you a little sloppier when you’re in this position, and you like sloppy, like the way you feel when your wet sounds echo in the room. You both work to get each other off this way for a few minutes, but eventually you’re too close again, and you’re hazy, unfocused, your mouth and hand moving at a lazy, irregular pace.

Aaron groans, and you’re sure your mouth is wetter around him, so it probably feels awesome even if it’s not moving exactly the way he’d like. He moves one hand off of your ass, slides it up between your bodies, and encourages you to lift off of him; you do, sitting up a little, hands pressed to his thighs, and he wraps his hand around his cock and jerks it, which is so sexy and you love to see it, can’t stop watching him.

“Mmm, come daddy, come on your belly for me daddy, please, daddy,” you ramble, fuzzy and eager to come and to lick his come and do whatever he asks you to. “Hungry, let me.” That does it, and he climaxes, thighs tensing beneath your hands. He comes in hot spurts all over his stomach, dripping into his belly button, clinging to the trail of hair, and you lean forward like the greedy slut you are, swiping your tongue over him, dipping it inside his belly button to scoop it into your mouth.

You’re moaning like a whore, licking and kissing his stomach, his salty, tangy come on your lips and your cheek, and he leans up, pulls you toward him, his eyes dark and hard and sexy. He grabs your chin hard, makes you whine, and you meet in the middle for a kiss; it’s wet and messy, his come makes its way from your mouth to his, and his tongue tastes like you, and you want to get off again so bad your pussy aches with need.

“Oh please oh please,” you beg against his lips, and he moves you so you’re laying along his body again, your head between his legs. He presses his fingers inside you, two and then three, pumping them in quick and deep until you’re coming all over them, hands on his thighs, wailing and trembling in his grasp. He licks you up, licks you clean, and pulls you close for another dirty kiss, your come in your mouth this time. It’s only fair.

You’re like dead weight on top of him, fucked-out and barely functional, and he lifts you off, pulls you into his arms, and takes you to your master bathroom so he can draw you both a bath while you curl into warm, happy subspace. You sink into hot, foamy water, your back against his chest, and he kisses your neck, murmurs his love and admiration, holds you close until finally drift back to him.

“Love you,” you murmur, and he turns your face toward his for a soft, sweet kiss.

“Love you, sweetheart. Perfect girl.”

When you’re done soaking, you rinse off, dry off, and slip into one of his t-shirts and a pair of his boxers; he pulls on boxers only, and you follow him downstairs for some lunch, can’t help the way your eyes roam over his bare torso while he moves about the kitchen. Somehow—you’re really not sure how—you ended up with the hottest husband in the universe, and you prop your elbow up on the counter, rest your chin in your hand, and marvel over how wonderful life has become. A few days later, you’re sitting in your office waiting for your 1:00 appointment, which Anderson had scheduled for you without explaining in the slightest, when you hear Derek say, “Hey, man!” You walk to your doorway and see Aaron and Derek shaking hands down in the bullpen. Aaron is looking extremely delicious in a criminally tight polo and khakis—he must have gone golfing before coming over, one of the many perks of retirement—and you’re suddenly feeling ravenous.

You absently wonder if you can move your appointment, and then you put two and two together and grin.

“If you’re my 1:00, you’re early,” you call down, arms crossed in front of you, and he turns to look at you in such a way that you can practically feel your panties disintegrate. He manages to shoot you a private look that lets you know you’re in for something special, then schools his expression to something fit for public consumption within the same second.

“Maybe I missed you.”

“Maybe you missed Derek,” you tease, and your phone rings, so you head back to your desk. It’s a sheriff in Alabama, someone who heard from someone else about the BAU and is practically demanding that your team comes down to help with a case.

You’re in the middle of politely standing your ground when Aaron slips into your office, shuts and locks the door behind him. You’re a little angry at the douchebag on the phone, so you’re hot already, but he gives you a look that only makes you hotter.

“I appreciate the circumstances, sheriff, believe me, but we can’t consult on every single homicide case your department faces. There are requirements that need to be met.”

Aaron walks around your desk with purposeful strides, and you look up at him, ready to roll your eyes in regards to the conversation, but… he gets on his knees, turns you and your chair to the side, and then sticks his hands up your dress and yanks your panties down. Your free hand grabs the armrest, and it’s all you can do not to gasp out loud.

He grins, the bastard, and then mouths payback.

Okay, that’s fair. You’ve sucked him off in this office at inconvenient times more often than you can count.

He guides your ass to the edge of the seat, lifts your legs to hook them over his shoulders, and puts his head under your skirt.

“Uh huh, absolutely,” you breathe into the receiver. “I’m not trying to downplay what your community is going through at all; it’s very unfortunate.”

You do feel bad, but it’s hard to sound properly sympathetic when your husband has two fingers and his face buried in your pussy. He fucks them into you fast and smooth and you squeeze your eyes shut, take a deep breath.

“Maybe I can recommend your case to the organized crime unit at the—the Birmingham field office, if you think it's gang-related.” You tuck the phone between your ear and shoulder and reach down, fisting your hands into this hair, tugging roughly in retaliation. It doesn’t really count, you guess, when he enjoys it. “Yes, I have your number here. I’ll pass the information along and they’ll be in touch. Mmm—maybe, maybe they’ll be able to help. Okay, will do. Uh huh. Goodbye.” As soon as you hear the dial tone, you let the phone fall away and you arch your back, groan aloud, but not too loud. JJ’s office is next to yours now, and you’ll never hear the end of it if she hears any of it.

“Are you alright, baby?” Aaron asks, peeking out from beneath your skirt, his lips wet, and you close your eyes, lick your lips.

“Fuck you,” you mutter, no heat at all to your words, and he pulls his fingers out; your eyelids flutter open, and he sucks on his own fingers, licking you off of them. You groan again, and he smirks.

“If you insist.” He moves to stand, leans over you, and you wrap your arms around his neck, let him lift you into his strong arms. He holds you with one arm—one perfect arm—and pushes your paperwork to one side, then lays you back on the desk and pushes up your dress. He undoes his belt, unbuttons and unzips those fucking khakis, and then guides himself inside you; you groan together this time.

He plants his hands on either side of you, your thighs spread wide around his hips, and he fucks hard, holding you in place with his body. You wrap your hands around the edge of the desk and move against him, thighs jiggling against his, tits once again bouncing and barely confined by your dress.

“Oh, fuck, oh fuck. Fuck me, daddy, harder, daddy,” you murmur, overheated and wet and desperate to come, and Aaron grunts, leans further forward and pounds inside you, quick and deep and frantic. “Just like that, just like that.”

“You might be the boss, but you’re not my boss,” he reminds you with a wink, and you sigh, reach up to touch his face.

“Baby, I’m absolutely the boss of you; everywhere but the bedroom.” He licks his lips, brings a hand up to squeeze your tits, and you move your hands to his waist, digging your fingers into that polo that fits his new body so well. “Mmm, gonna come all over your cock, daddy,” you say, looking up at him, and he grits his teeth, comes, which makes you want to come; a few more pumps of your hips against his and you do, loudly.

His hand comes up to cover your mouth, and you moan into it; when you’re appropriately silent, he moves it to your clit, still railing you like you didn’t just both get off five seconds ago, and after a couple of minutes your pussy can’t take it, and you come again, loud on purpose so his big hand will shut you up.

You curl together and kiss, wrapping your legs around his ass so he’ll stay inside you, sharing breath while you try to calm down; you sweep your hands over his arms and chest and sides, humming happily.

“Why did you make an appointment to come see me today?” you murmur, blissful and dopey, and he smiles, reaches behind you for your nameplate and rests it on your stomach.

“Because I realized we hadn’t christened this office since it became your office, and I felt it was long overdue.”

“Very long overdue,” you agree, and you cuddle until it’s time to get ready for your next meeting. You both clean up quickly and then Aaron walks you downstairs so you can hit the restroom before your next appointment. He kisses you soft and slow, tells you he loves you before he goes.

You meet your 2:00 in the lobby, walk them up to your office—which you’ve aired out, you think—and ask them to take a seat. When you walk around to your chair, you see your panties on the ground, panic internally for a moment, and then kick them under your desk with a heel and offer your visitor a perfectly normal smile. Taglist ❤️: @arsonhotchner @mrsh0tchner @ssahotchie @sleepyreaderreads @mintphoenix @meghannnnnn @disgruntledchowchow @azenpal

#aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner x female reader #aaron hotchner x reader #hotch x reader #hotch x female reader #criminal minds #criminal minds fanfic #aaron hotchner fanfic #dad bod hotch #request #anon

[songmingisthighs]

Hooked

introduction pt. i | pt. ii | pt. iii

ch. xxxv - NYOOOOOOM

<< previous | masterlist | next >>

??? × reader, ateez × reader

A freshman hookup rekindled into something new. With an incentive, of course. But what would happen if your 'relationship' led you somewhere you never thought would happen to you ?

Wooyoung and Yeosang were rushing you into the frat as quick as they could. Wooyoung carrying your bag and Yeosang practically hauling you away.

When you entered the frat, you could see that every single one of them is sitting around the living area. Some were seated on the couch as some were on the floor.

At the sight of you entering, their eyes lit up and smile bloom on their faces automatically.

"Is this an intervention?" you asked, walking slowly to where they are, slightly wary of the situation as they would rarely gather together to talk. More often than not, all communication happens in the group chat.

"Because I swear I'll return all your shirts and hoodies," you said, scrunching your nose in nervousness.

Mingi stood up and glomped onto you, nestling his face into the crook of your neck. He had to hunch because he's way taller than you. "You can take our clothes any time you want, this is not an intervention," he mumbled into your skin before detaching and planting a soft peck on your forehead, "missed you," he grinned.

You instinctively held onto Mingi's ring and pinkie as he led you to sit on the available spot at the left end of the U-shaped couch.

"So? Who wants to start?" Yunho asked, breaking the initial building silence.

The boys looked at each other for a bit before their eyes slowly zeroed in on Hongjoong. At the sudden attention, Hongjoong's eyes widened for a split second before scoffing, "one of you better start because I'm not doing it," he said, crossing his arms.

"But you're the leader," Yeosand stated matter-o-factly with a straight face. The others nodding along, agreeing to what Yeosang said.

Hongjoong grumbled at the fact that they're ganging up on him, using his own title against him. This is one of the rare few times he regretted having his title and even using it to his own advantage sometimes. The K in karma stands for Kang Yeosang, it seems.

You pursed your lips, still nervous and slightly uneasy. Historically, when a person is called by a group or collective, it was never for good reasons.

"So, (Y/N)," Hongjoong started, looking directly at you as his fingers fiddled slightly with the rings in his fingers, "do you like being with us?" he asked.

You visibly swallowed the lump in your throat. You couldn't help but feel like they're kicking you out, or the board is making them kick you out, that's the only reasonable explanation to the opening question Hongjoong threw at you, right?

Unconsciously, you leaned closer to Mingi for security and held his fingers tighter. Mingi thought nothing much of it. "Well, I like you guys like a lot, and living with you all has been great! More than great, actually, I never really had a roommate and initially the thought of having 8 roommates scared me especially because well you're guys and guys tend to be dirty and all, but it turns out you guys are freaking awesome, and I couldn't ask for better roommates honestly," you rambled, grinning awkwardly at them.

Most of them had a look of confusion on their faces. They didn't know why you were talking about your living situation when they're obviously asking about something much more substantial than that.

"(Y/N), sweetie," Seonghwa called out, "we're... glad that you're happy living with us here and we honestly wouldn't want it any other way," "wait, so this is not about anyone having a problem with me living here for quite some time now?" you asked, cutting Seonghwa off.

Wooyoung gasped loudly at your question, "no, it's not, sweetie, believe me! Who'd make you feel this way?" he then snapped his head to San who's sitting next to him, "was it you!?" he asked dramatically, holding onto the collars of San's hoodie, "fuck you, if anyone would've made her uncomfortable, it would've been you with your incessant claim on her as her boyfriend which is as true as Yeosang being able to pop unicorn horn from his ass!" San retorted back, grabbing onto Wooyoung's collars as well.

Seonghwa and Yunho immediately jumped up and separated the two, sitting them in next to Jongho and Yeosang who had been snickering at the childish argument.

Once they both calmed down, they all shifted their attention back to you. "We weren't talking about our living situation at all, we're kind of... needing to ask you something important..." Yunho said, trailing off to look at the others as if in confirmation.

No longer feeling nervous, you just shrug at them all, "okay, shoot."

Though you asked them to talk, they all stay glancing at each other. Even Wooyoung, the most confident man you possibly have ever known, couldn't look you directly in the eyes without blushing.

After a while, the tension didn't seem to dissipate and it started to bug you. "Oh, come on! You guys have seen me naked, what could you all possibly have to say that made you all sweating like an old man in a sauna?" you grumbled, crossing your arms on your chest.

Jongho cringed at your words, "don't put you and a sweaty old man in the same sentence, that image's gonna haunt me for weeks," he complained. San stared at him weirdly, "why would you even think about a sweaty old man?" "It's called prompting," "It's called nasty,"

Yeosang exhaled sharply, bringing everyone's attention to him, "since none of you seems to want to seriously ask her, I'll do it," he glared at the other boys before looking straight at you, "how do you feel, non platonically, about all of us?" he asked directly.

While you tilt your head in confusion, everyone else in the room seemed to broke into a meltdown altogether. Some were covering their faces in their hands, others were slumping so lowly on the couch their asses were basically on the floor.

"I... honestly haven't really thought about it," you shrugged, furrowing your eyebrows, "but I can't say I'm not attracted to all of you, sure we're friends and this might be just a fascination thing, but I really can't deny that I definitely feel something for you guys," you continued.

When they heard you say that, they visibly relaxed.

"That's good, because, well..." Yeosang trailed off, waiting for someone else to say it as a rosy tint bloomed on his face, showcasing his bashfulness to everyone.

Thankfully, Hongjoong stepped up and continued Yeosang's sentence, "because we, all eight of us, also can't deny that we feel something for you," he smiled shyly.

Seeing the boys all soft and shy made you giggle. Butterflies formed in your stomach and you had to admit that you like the thought of all of them liking you more than on a platonic level.

"So... every single one of you has feelings for me?" you asked, trying to make sure before you made your conclusion. All eight heads nod and you can't help but to focus on Jongho and Mingi, "you both too?" you asked them both, eyes darting between the two.

While Jongho grinned cockily and nod, Mingi covered his face with one hand in embarrassment, "yeah, kind of," he mumbled. You giggled and reach to try to pry his hand from his face, wanting to see how he look, "when did you start feeling like that, huh? I thought you only think of me as a stress reliever," you whined but eventually succeeding in prying his hand off.

Mingi raised an eyebrow at you, "the fact that we've been sleeping together combined with how amazing you are, it was never about if I'd fall for you, it was about the when," he said. You couldn't help but blush at his words, "so you liked me because we were fuck buddies?" "it sounds bad when you put it like that, but I was intrigued when I first met you which is why I approached you,"

You then shifted your gaze to the others, "When did you all realize you like me?" you asked, "as cliche as it sounds, it was the night we all did it together," Yunho answered.

"Not me," Wooyoung said, raising a hand, "I realized it like a solid couple of weeks after we started our whole fake relationship thing," he grinned proudly, "I began liking the way I call you my girlfriend more than I would like to admit, but I couldn't think of another person more perfect for me than you,"

It was your turn to melt. You covered your face in embarrassment, letting out a muffled squeal at how cheesy Wooyoung's words are. The others chuckled at how adorable you're being.

"You know, the eight of us talked about it before you came back here," Hongjoong said. You calm yourself down before being able to look at him directly in the eyes again, "and... we just wanted to know whether or not you'd like to date us,"

You tilted your head to the side, "like... All nine of us? One girl and eight boys?" you asked, making sure you're not hearing things wrong. But all of them nodded firmly. "It's not orthodox, I'd have to admit, and usually we would each try to win you over for only one of us, but when we were together last time, it just felt natural and I can't speak for these guys, but I didn't feel jealous whatsoever, because I know that you deserve more than just what I could and am willing to give you, and they can fill in where I lack because you deserve nothing but the best," Seonghwa said. He had somehow moved to kneel in between your legs, hands rubbing your knees gently as his eyes shone what you could only describe as pure affection and adoration.

The others piped in agreement with the eldest. It seemed like they know what they're doing and what they want. So the ball was in your court.

On one hand, you adore them to the heavens and back, you couldn't possibly think of having things any other way. And the thought of having to choose between them doesn't sit right with you. Sure, you're just one person, but you're sure if they're right, things will be okay.

But on the other hand, Seonghwa was right, this is highly unorthodox. Sure, you've heard of poly relationships here and there, heck one of your classmates' sister is in a poly relationship with three girls. But you can't deny you live in a society that's filled with judgment and harsh criticism, more than yourself, you're worried about how going down this path would affect them. And besides, how did one went from not wanting to even have random hookups due to wanting to have a relationship with 8 guys?

"See the look on her face? The wheels are turning in there," you heard Jongho muttered to the rest of them who had moved to kneel in front of you somewhere during your thoughts.

You glared at him shortly before pouting, "I do want to know if there could be something more to this," you started. The boys were about to celebrate when you cut them off, "BUT, I'm not sure on how this is gonna be, let's face it, you guys seemed to realize that you like me after we had sex," "I didn't," Wooyoung cut you off which was immediately shut by Yeosang, putting a hand over his mouth, "feelings tend to mash then and I wouldn't be surprised if it was the sexual pull talking," you sighed.

Their shoulder seemingly slumped hearing you say that. They didn't even discuss that, they were pretty sure that they genuinely like you and want to be more with you. Maybe they didn't want what you said to even be a possibility.

Suddenly, San perked up, "wait, if what you're worried about is whether or not our feelings are the real deal or not, then why don't you just test it? You can just decide later if we're gonna officially date or not. Take things slowly, you know?" he grinned brightly.

Slowly, each of the boys' eyes widened and shone with hope, thinking that San's plan is actually probable.

"Finally, San said something fucking smart for once," Yunho muttered, earning a harsh nudge to his hip by a glaring San.

The idea wasn't bad. It was actually good. This way, all of you can be sure and there would be no regrets, no one got hurt.

You squint your eyes at him, "but what would that make us?" "that's the beauty of it, there would be no official title until we make our decision," he said proudly. You pursed your lips, feelings swaying and leaning on the positive, "and how long do I have to make a decision?" this time, Yeosang answered, "as long as you need, we won't rush you," he smiled gently at you, making your stupid heart flip.

The idea WAS appealing, it was a win-win for sure.

When a smile broke on your face, the boys had to hold themselves together to let you confirm their suspicion.

"I'm in, let's try and see where we all can go,"

Before you could even take a breath after answering, the boys had pulled you forward in a giant group hug on the floor. You found yourself squished by eight men who are hollering, cheering, trying to kiss you, and trying to hold onto you as tightly as possible. While the position was uncomfortable, you couldn't care less.

Because being in the centre of them all felt right. It felt like you belong.

taglist :

@raysanshine @peachy-maia @xuxiable @90s-belladonna @theclawofaraven @sanraes @sungiehan @felix-kithes @nycol-ie @superstarw99 @skkrtnawrskkrt @viv-atiny @the7thcrow @stfu-xeena @laurademaury @multihoe-net @daisyhwa @scoupshushushu @whyisquill @bikiniholic @yunhorights @exfolitae @simplewonderland @verycooldog2 @perfectlysane24 @hannahdinse8 @tannie13 @aka-minhyuk-kun @phebeedee @f4iryyunho @marsophilia @donghyuckanti27 @se-onghwa @malewife-supremacy @hyunsukream @elijahbabyb @taejichafe @alliecoady98

#ateez #ateez scenarios #ateez imagines #ateez au #ateez social media au #ateez smau #kpop #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines #kpop au #kpop social media au #ateez scenario #ateez imagine #hongjoong #seonghwa #yunho #yeosang #san #mingi #wooyoung #jongho #smt social media au #smt smau

[coffeeandwitchin]

what new beginnings are in store for you? Scorpio new moon Nov.4.21

pile 1

The energy that you are manifesting is one of divine love. I can see you may be attracthing a lover by adding self love to your routines. You are nurturing yourself both emotionally and physically. Just taking time out to give to yourself and making sure your cup is full, so that when the time comes, you will be able to give to others. You are becoming more gentle with yourself which makes others more sweet and affectionate with you. They will feel at peace around you.

Continue to validate your feelings, let go of guilt, shame, and past mistakes. Free yourself.

Walk around naked, take cleansing baths, work with crystals and plants. Lift yourself up and be around people that do the same.

pile 2

You are bringing in more exciting and fulfilling experiences. Something brand new that you’ve never experienced before is on its way to you and you will feel on top of the world. New friends, new love and new adventures are being presented to you naturally. You will feel understood and appreciated.

This could also mean that you will be sharing your dreams and fears with someone or just coming into terms with them yourself. Once you let these feelings go, you’ll feel free afterwards and not be weighed down anymore. You’re an awesome listener and someone in your circle may need your guidance and advice. Be open and compassionate to the people you love. They may feel like things are not going their way and be stuck. Help them see a new way or idea, and restore their hope.

pile 3

Someone or something you have been emotionally invested in has left you feeling disappointed. Don’t beat yourself up for things not working out the way you expected. Learn to roll with the punches and use what you’ve been given. There’s always a way for things to get better, you just have to believe and take the steps forward to make it happen.

It may be time for you to learn a new habits for example, if your not financially stable right now, learn how to properly manage your finances. If you feel unheard in your relationships, read books on communication skills to get better. Set goals to make whatever situation you’re in better.

#coffeeandwitchin #tarot #new moon #Scorpio #scorpio new moon #moon #moon cycles #pick a card #gif #pick a gif #spooky #witchcraft #daily tarot reading #daily tarot #daily reading #tarotcommunity #tarotoftheday #witch #tarotdaily #witch community #witchy #tarot witch

[luckyasfuck]

maybe i just wanna be yours [k. bakugou]

A CAMBOY AU SERIES - PARTS 5, [6], 7, ...

pairing // katsuki x female reader

tw // cussing, smut

warnings for this part // masturbation, bondage, sensory deprivation, use of toys, voyuerism kink

theme // enemies to lovers au, camboy!katsu au, college student!katsu and reader au, no quirk au

keys // y/n

words // 1.4k

a/n // wont be updating for a while :((

previous part I masterlist

“no funny business, blondie.”

for some reason, the librarian decided to close the library early. an emergency, the staff said. it was already closed and locked up when the duo got there with none of the other teachers having the key. they said the librarian left without warning and apologized to the pissed off students and offered the idea of one of them going to the others house to study if they really wanted to. and that’s how y/n ended up here, sitting criss-cross on katsuki’s living room. the blonde sat right in front of her, preparing and scheduling the things they would be studying.

the competition was nearing and they both really needed to study. none of them want to admit but it is a bit easier studying together, both of them had their advantages and disadvantages on each subject and with each other, it was just... easier. “well, if you keep staring at me like that i won’t be able to stop myself.” katsuki looked up and smirked before going back to the papers splayed out in front of him. their mini little library session got them uncomfy to use the library at that time, right after that happened.

y/n was sure of one thing: she still hated his guts. sure, his cock felt awesome but that doesn’t push away the fact that he’s her biggest competition. there’s no reply as she glared right at him, rolling her eyes at what he just said. “you don’t record here?” and with that, the mood completely shifts. for katsuki, the tension grows and the room suddenly feels stuffy as he shifts from where he’s sitting. “what kind of mood up-lifter question is that?”

“who said i was trying to lift the mood? it’s a genuine question.” y/n glared, seemingly not bothered with what she just asked. does she ask questions like this on the daily? goddamn. katsuki gulped, “no. it’s upstairs.” with a quick glance at the girl, he sees her looking at his small flight of stairs. he sighs and looks back down, keeping himself occupied. “you know, you own a lot of vibrators.” y/n could feel the mood shift too as she felt a thin layer of sweat cover her neck slowly. 

“can we not talk about this-” quickly finishing up the papers, katsuki rolls his eyes and looks up, only to flinch back at the sight of y/n’s face meters away from his. the tension grew stronger and his heart speeds up. in nervousness. he reassures himself, looking away from her eyes. “i heard you like challenges.” a soft hand brings him back to her gaze. “here’s a challenge for you: no fucking, blondie.” soft hot breaths fanned at his lips as she said that, the warmth of her hand disappearing as she took the papers she needed and slinking back into her spot, reading innocently through the introduction page as if nothing happened.

the throbbing inside his pants brings katsuki back, trying to even out his breathing. this goes unnoticed by y/n as she started to write down the questions she didn’t understand in hopes the boy could help her later. eyes spanning to the papers, she notices the tent in his pants right before he hides. sweat starts to form on katsuki’s forehead as he took a paper from the stack and y/n feels herself throb, cussing mentally at how hard this “challenge” was gonna be for her too. “fix it, i’ll let you off this time.” she doesn’t dare lock eyes with him, opting to pretend to answer and write notes instead. 

in seconds, katsuki is tumbling over his own feet to the bathroom, leaving her all alone. the door is slammed open and left open as he sat on the toilet, palming himself through his clothes before stripping them down to his ankles. he grabs his tip, thumb running through his slit as he let out a silent moan. meanwhile, a shiver runs through y/n’s spine when she hears it. the sound is not muffled, so maybe he left the door open. on purpose. that fucker. it wasn’t fair, she couldn’t just plop down on his couch and get off to his moans, now could she? she had a decent amount of self-respect not to do that.

the image of her made his mind hazy, how she looked when she was that close, how she’d look drooling all over his cock, how she’d look when she’d fucked out with his cum dripping out of her slowly. the quivering of his legs don’t stop as he neared his orgasm, moaning uncontrollably now. he totally forgets that he’s brought the girl over, a hand tugging gently at his balls. “ah~ f-feels so good- fuck!” in a second, he’s creaming all over his hand at the thought of y/n. like he’s done probably everyday of this week. 

the house goes silent but katsuki still hasn’t come out of the bathroom because the shaking of his legs never ceased. y/n was left in the living room, wetness pooling in her panties, making her uncomfortable. she’s sure she’s read this paragraph already, but her thoughts can’t function properly, the audible sounds from the bathroom clouding her mind with dirty thoughts about him. 

the sound of the bathroom door closing echoes around the silent house, heavy footsteps being heard from above. assuming that katsuki was headed back, y/n gulps and tries to focus on studying. it’s been minutes and she still hasn’t understood a word, and he hasn’t come back. wanting to get this bullshit over with, she stand up with a huff, heading upstairs. 

the bathroom door is closed, there are two rooms down the small hallway and one of them was labeled storage room. the other room is probably his bedroom, the door is left slightly opened and y/n sighed. she knocks on the bathroom door, no answer. 

“woman, i’m over here.”

a slightly muffled voice originating from the bedroom said. this felt like a horror movie. y/n was sweating underneath her hoodie, the cold air seemingly doing nothing to help her as she approached the bedroom with heavy, angry steps. “what in fucks name are you doing, we’re supposed to be studying-”

and there lied bakugou katsuki. all of his clothes were stripped off as he sat comfortably in his bed, leaning on the headboard and stroking his cock slowly. his toes curl and his cock twitches as the sight of her, noticing the way she rubs her thighs together for some sort of pleasure to be sent to her cunt. she didn’t move, she stayed there in shock, staring right at him. staring right at his cock. the muscles on his stomach flexed slightly as he started to stroke himself faster, but he wills himself to stop for a second. 

the blonde stands up from his spot and jumps out the bed, walking over to y/n. in a swift movement, she’s pinned to the wall, toned muscles keeping her in place. she tries to look at anything besides him- he’s naked, for fucks sake. but she can’t. not when his face is centimeters away from hers, doing the trick she did not too long ago. “as long as my dick isn’t shoved inside you, we’re not fucking. right? right. now be a good girl, get on that fucking bed and let me do whatever i please with you.”

wrists tied and vision taken away by a blindfold, y/n whined slightly as she was stripped of her panties. katsuki’s hand roamed all around her body, caressing her boobs and gripping her jaw. soon, the warmth disappeared as he pulled away, leaving her there. shuffling is heard at the corner of the room before he spoke up. “i would put you on live but other people don’t deserve to hear your pretty love sounds and that sweet fucking pussy.” slight buzzing is heard and it grows louder and louder as he approached her.

“only i fucking get to savor that.”

a hand shoves y/n’s legs apart, a vibrator instantly shoved up against her sensitive clit making her flinch, trying to move away from the toy. this makes katsuki chuckle a bit, shoving it even harder on her bundle of nerves. “i bought this one yesterday, i was gonna try it on myself but you decided to show up.” he licked a stripe up her cheek as she whined and moaned, trembling slightly. “’s too sensitive~” the female slurred, mouth wide open in pleasure.

“too sensitive? too fucking bad.” the vibrator is moved all around her pussy before it’s shoved inside her hole and put to the highest setting. unseen tears well up in her eyes as she cries out, hands pulling at the rope that kept them in place and head lolling back. “let’s reverse the roles,” katsuki pulled the chair from his desk, propping it up on the edge of the bed.

“this time, i’ll be the one watching you.”

next part [ not yet available! ]

taglist

@princesspeach-00 @tamakisropebunny @bakugous-mamas @ll379333 @j1-914 @gazelle-des-pres @trashpandainahat @dickinson-67 @victoriaestein @graybabyxx @apex-legends-dreams @bokuwhorez @karicho @marinwestward @fondontinta @ambi0311 @aghase-nct91312 @toxicempath

#bakugou smut #bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki smut #katsuki bakugou smut #katsuki smut #bnha x reader #bnha smut #mha x reader #mha smut #bakugou imagines #katsuki imagines #bakugou x you #katsuki x you #bakugo smut #katsuki x reader