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Sugar and Spice | Santa!Eddie x Reader

Thank you to my beautiful darling Gia @onegirlmanytales for the prompt 🩷

“Santa Eddie and Sugar Plum are making a gingerbread house that turn into a food fight and then fucking in the kitchen while they lick the frosting off of each other ☺️”

wc: 1.4k

cw: pet names, p in v, blowjob, nipple play, food play

“Babe!” You scolded, “It will fall if you put too much icing!”

“How does that make sense? It’s like extra glue?”

Your gingerbread house looked like it belonged in Alaska with the amount of “snow” Eddie had used.

“I know, but it’s going to get too wet and gooey and crumble!” You huffed. You wanted it to look pretty and cute, not like it had been made by a 5-year-old.

“Oh, I know something that also crumbles when it gets wet and gooey,” he wiggled his eyebrows at you.

“Don’t be gross!” You laughed.

About half an hour later, you were still frustrated; the house walls were collapsing.

“Why won’t it stay!” You cried out in frustration.

“Why don’t we take a breather?”

“No, I want this to work!” You really should have listened to Eddie. You were at the point of steam coming out of your ears.

“Sugarplum…”

“What!”

You look up at him, and a little green jellybean bounces off your forehead.

“Eddie!” You scold as he is bent over laughing.

“It’s not funny!” You try to hold back your laughter, but how could you when it was so ridiculous?

You retaliated by tossing a handful of the peppermint swirls at Eddie.

“Oh, you wanna play it that way?” Eddie cocked an eyebrow.

“No! No! I take it back. I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” But it was too late. Eddie had picked up the leftover icing and started to chase you around the kitchen table. You were quick. You managed to outrun him around four times, but then you got dizzy and tried to escape on the left. But Eddie was cunning and saw how your brain worked.

He anticipated the switch and got you by the wrist before you could escape.

“Got ya!” He tugged you into his middle and smeared the sweet white icing all over your cheeks.

“Babyyyyyyy” you whined.

“I didn’t think you could get any sweeter sugarplum.” Eddie bent down and licked a tiny bit off your cheek before peppering small kisses all over your face. You couldn’t help but giggle at his antics.

You tried to shimmy your way out of his grip to get the piping bag, but he was too strong.

“You know… I can think of a better way to use this stuff…. It’s clearly not working on the house.” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

“What do you have in mind?” You decided to play along.

“Take your shirt off, and I’ll show you.”

Eddie let you go tentatively… making sure you wouldn’t try anything in retaliation...

Eddie watched as you wrapped your arms around yourself and slowly lifted your red Christmas hoodie. His eyes glazed over when he saw you weren’t wearing a bra and that your nipples were already peaked and ready for Eddie’s attention.

You let out a squeak when you felt something cold and wet touch your chest. Eddie had squeezed the sugary substance onto your chest.

“Eddie!”

You watched as Eddie licked his lips before he tilted his head down and wrapped his mouth over your nipple, coated in the sweet, sugary goodness.

“Mmmmmmm” you let the weight of your head take over as you moaned with pleasure. With your neck exposed, Eddie took the chance to squeeze more icing into your supple skin.

“Oh-ohhh, that’s nice,” you stutter as the goosebumps spread across your skin.

“You taste so good… just like Sugar”

“I guess the nickname is fitting,” you sigh.

“Yes, it is, my sweet girl.” Eddie’s hands found your waist and pulled you in closer to him. He squeezed the icing into your lips and tossed the bag onto the kitchen table before kissing you sensually.

It was literally the sweetest kiss the two of you shared. The taste of ginger, vanilla icing, candy cane and Eddie swirled around in your tongue. You deepened the kiss; you wanted more, needed more. Eddie was intoxicating. Everything about him made you need more.

“What are you trying to start here, baby?” He asked playfully.

“Me? You got me half naked in our kitchen,” you mumbled into his mouth.

“Yes, just how I like you.” He bit your lower lip.

“I thought that was fully naked?” You slip your hands under the waistband of his plaid flannel pyjamas.

“You cheeky little thing. You trying to take advantage of me, Sugarplum?”

“Can’t a girl just love on her man?” You ran your hand lower to cup his hardening cock.

“You can do whatever you want,” his breath hitched.

“Got any of that icing left?” You slid his pants down his thighs.

“Oh, you cheeky little thing.” Eddie bit his lip and handed you back the bag.

You strategically squirted some in the tip right where a bead of precum lay. You begin to kitten lick the tip, collecting to set and salty taste of vanilla mixed with Eddie. You hummed at the taste and piped more icing all the way from the tip to the shaft, avoiding the soft, curly hair at the base.

“Oh you are a little tease”

“Just gotta get my fix,” you winked before licking him from top to bottom, following the line of sugary goodness you had placed down moments before. The fallen gingerbread house was long forgotten as you enveloped Eddie’s shaft in your mouth. Eddie’s eyes rolled back with suffering lashes as your warm mouth worked his shaft. The mix of saliva, icing and precum was a delicious lubricant on Eddie’s hard cock.

“Fuck you’re so good at this.” Eddie’s knees buckled as he leaned into the kitchen table for support.

“Better than gingerbread house making?”

“Shut up” his cock slipped off your lips with a loud *pop* and continued to work his cock with your hand.

“You know we’re out of icing, but I can think of something else white and sticky to help hold that house together.”

“Oh my god,” you laughed.

“Wh-aa what?” Eddie stuttered but cut you cut him off as you took just the tip back into your mouth and gently sucking on the head.

“You like that baby? You like having my cock in your mouth?”

You hummed in agreement. The vibration of your mouth was too much. Eddie needed to pull you off before he blew his load.

“I need to fuck you, Sugar” he helped you up and bent you over the kitchen table.

Your pussy was already dripping from the foreplay. It didn’t take much to get you ready for your man to finally stick it in you. You felt his hands spread your pussy lips before slowly plunging in two fingers.

“Ohhhhh,” your eyes rolled to the back of your head as his strong fingers massaged your inner walls.

“Yes baby get loud for me.”

“Mmmmmmfph”

“You ready for me sweetness?”

“Yes.”

You leaned into Eddie’s body as he stretched you out. The feeling of him filling you made you cry out in pleasure once again.

“Fuck, your pussy was made for me” Eddie gripped your hips with each hand and started to speed up his pace.

“It’s all yours,” you sigh.

Your mind went blank; the feeling of Eddie's cock brushing your walls was the only thing you could focus on. A blot of lighting struck through your body as Eddie wrapped his arm around you to give your clit the attention it desperately needed.

“You fuck me so good, baby!” You moaned as Eddie’s hips snapped against your ass. The sound of smacking skin filled the empty kitchen.

One of Eddie’s hands moved up from your hip to your hair. He gave your scalp a small tug to bring you up so you were flush with his chest. His other hand continued on your swollen bundle of nerves.

"Gotta fuck my girl right, can't have her running off," he spoke into the side of your neck before assaulting it with his mouth. You knew you would have to wear a turtleneck tomorrow. Thank god it's winter...

“Baby, I’m so close,” you whispered. The combination of him inside and on you was getting you close to your breaking point. “Can’t hold it anymore.”

“Let go for me, Sweetness”

You were cumming in an instant. Your shaking legs somehow held you up as your orgasm spread throughout your body.

“Good girl, let go for me,” he huffed. He baby you back down, and with one last stroke of his cock, he pulled out and let his release spurt out onto your ass and lower back.

“Why did you pull out?” You asked after you came back to earth moments later.

“ 'cuz I thought we could use more icing for the house…”

"Eddie!"

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marwhoa · 1 year

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request: a humble request, for 2k12 raph x reader (g/n or fem) yk that pairing where it’s grumpy x sunshine, reader is raph’s lil ball of happiness but acts like they aren’t and then gets a little jealous when reader’s attention is elsewhere, raph totally overthinking things like ‘i tot they only smile at me that way~~’ or just some inner angst where reader has to calm him down/reassure him >\\\\<

🝮 “ teensy-weensy hiccup, oops! ”

2012!raph x reader

author’s note: a new fic? so soon after the other? i may or may not have had time… may have done a li’l bit of writing in class, too… But! My first 2012 request! I hope you like uwu, thankies !!

word count: 1.8k (exactly! isn’t that crazy?)

“ Pay attention t’me. “

Y/N looked up from their place on the floor. Around them laid all kinds of craft materials, from pins to scissors, to glue guns and threads. A tablet was leaning against a box of fabrics, playing a “ How to Make Cute Plushies and Clothes! ” video—currently paused as they struggled to catch up. Their eyes met Raph’s green hues, wavering with an emotion they couldn’t quite pinpoint just yet.

“ What? “

Raph stiffened up visibly, his fists clenching—not out of anger, of course. He would never hurt you, and you were all too aware of that.

“ I just, ya spend so much time with my brothers! What about me, aren’t I just as cool as ‘em? “

Y/N sat stunned for a moment—had you really been paying so little attention to him? Roll the cameras real quick!

You recalled a memory earlier this week, when you had first come down to the lair.

———

“ Y/N, hey! Can you come hold something for me? “

Donnie called to you, from his doorway almost immediately after you stepped through the turnstile. Had it not been for this taking your attention, you might have caught Raph standing in the doorway of his room, frozen in a “ running-out-to-see-you ” position. His face faltered at the big goofy grin that you flashed Donnie, quick to rush in over and see just what kind of strange experiment you would have the pleasure to engage with—it couldn’t be that dangerous! Otherwise he would have asked Mikey, but then again, maybe it was slightly above Mikey-level of safety and right at Y/N-level of safety!

Slipping past the makeshift curtain door, into the taller violet scientist’s lab, Raph would give a huff and close his door, unbeknownst to your gaze.

———

You grimaced at the memory, sucking air through your teeth with a nervous little criss-crossing of your legs. It was then that another memory had come in.

———

“ Oh, Oh, Y/N! Come here, come here and try this that I made—I found a cooking book! “

That had piqued Y/N’s attention enough as they vaulted across the turnstile with a grin that quickly changed to skepticism.

“ Hey, you didn’t put anything weird in it, right? “

Their eyes narrowed at the orange banded turtle holding a moderately safe looking Tupperware of baked macaroni. But, could anyone truly be safe when a meal of Mikey’s came into the room? He eats pepperoni pizza out of the trash, jellybeans and anchovies on custom made pizzas, and happily ate the most nuclearly offensive sludge ever for how many years?! There was no way he didn’t slip SOMETHING strange into here!

“ Y/N, when have I ever made anything that wasn’t a MASTERPIECE, now try it! “

Mikey held a spoonful to Y/N, prompting them to accept spoon-fed food with a giggle that caused a certain red-bandana’d turtle to stir from his nappy-nap on the couch. It was here that he’d see the much-too-homey exchange between Mikey and Y/N—one that quickly dissolved into a screaming chase with the following dialogue:

“ MIKEY, WHAT IS THAT!? IT BLINKED AT ME! “

“ JUST TRY IT, I PROMISE ITS TAAAASTYYYYY!! “

“ NO, GET IT AWAY FROM ME, MIKEY I’M SO SERIOUS! “

Y/N and Mikey ran all around the living space—with you running for your ever-loving life and Mikey running playfully behind you with a much-too-unsettling smirk. This was most definitely a classic sibling move going on, and you would be damned if that Mac touched your tongue!

This memory ended with you leaping into Raph’s embrace—which almost didn’t work if his reflexes hadn’t caught you. Your face buried into his shoulder, muffling your screams, led you to not notice the soft smile that he had for a second before then deciding to protect you from your assailant!

———

Now this memory had Y/N glancing back to Raph to defend themselves, like “ hey, I did do this! cut me some slack, will ya? ” but that was halted by the last memory of the week stirring.

———

“ Y/N, can you come here a second? “

Y/N had come to the lair for a specific reason this time—a movie night planned for just them and Raph! Saturdays were always for the two of them, and they had never missed one!

That is, until tonight. They sidetracked for Leo, expecting it to truly be just a second or two and then straight to Raph’s room!

Instead, you had managed to spend nearly the entire night being scolded, lectured, and then trained by Leo. He had a point for most of it—you weren’t the most perceptive at times, and there was a point this week where it had almost cost you. The brothers had an unfortunate run in with the latest mutated victim, some sort of … possum monster? Well, you had obviously been heading back home from an after-school event when a tail shot towards you and coiled tightly around your waist.

There was only a few seconds for you to understand what was going on. A blur in your peripheral, a tightness around your waist, and a shout that you recognized—Raph! Your head turned to see him with a hand outstretched to you before your frame was lifted from the sidewalk and into the air. A startled screech left your mouth at the sudden whirling danger.

Thankfully, they resolved it quickly, but you hadn’t noticed how Raph huffed under his breath when Leo saved you. It made him uncomfortable how your arms reached out for Leo instead of him! Of course, that was dumb to be jealous about because at least you were safe and Leo always was a bit faster when it came to saving folks, but still! He knew it was dumb to be angry, but he wanted you to save those open arms for him. He wanted to be your knight, your hero, not Leo.

———

So, with those memories floating in their mind, Y/N patted beside them for Raph to sit. By now, the tablet had shut off, leaving the two in silence while surrounded by materials and a little somethin’-somethin’ that was covertly slid right on behind their back.

Not well enough, though!

“ What’s that? “

Raph asked, suspicious of what Y/N decided just HAD to be hidden right this second.

“ I’m sorry—I realize I may have been a tad bit … “

Y/N’s body shifted, facing Raph—swiftly ensuring the hidden treat stayed out of his gaze, of course— then raised their hand to cup his cheek as soft as a kiss as their thumb stroked him lovingly. He leaned into it, albeit still with the long, pouting face and emerald eyes that tried to fixate on the floor but always returned to your own gorgeous hues.

“ I have been a bit negligent with our time… I’m sorry about that, but do know that you’ve been on my mind the entire time! I swear. “

“ Psh, yeah, and that’s why you hung out with my brothers instead? Why you seem to give them more attention? More of your time? “

His voice may have seemed frightening to anyone else, but not you. No, you knew the truth of his tone. Raph wasn’t angry, he was simply worried. Worried you might see more in his brothers, the ones who were much more “ in control “ of their emotions, or at least more than he was. He was just the hothead, and he was just afraid that would scare you away.

“ Weeeeelllll, “

Y/N gave a nervous grin and twiddled their fingers.

“ That was more so a minor hiccup on my part, but here, I can prove it. “

From behind their back, Y/N held up a little turtle plushie. The nervous grin seemed to get wider as they rocked it back and forth with a sing-songy hum. While it had the cute shell on its back, the front plastron was more so like cute little overalls (which totally wasn’t because you may or may not have hiccuped on the steps, not at all, completely on purpose.) there were little dark green buttons as eyes—which you were still iffy about— but not yet a mouth.

“ I got a bit distracted… But, I’ve been trying to do this—you know, since I know the incident with Spike, er, Slash? I know you really loved him, so I figured, ‘hey, what if I made him something?’ A-And what better than a—umph! “

Your spiel was cut short as Raph hugged you suddenly, tightly. Silence followed, up until the softest “ thank you ” escaped him. You loosened up, hugging him back with a growing grin and laughs welling up in your chest.

“ I take it you like it? “

“ … I’m … sorry. “

Whispered ever so quietly was his apology, which you assumed was because of his earlier jealousy. The held-back laughs slipped out as your hold on him tightened comfortably.

“ No need to apologize, it’s my bad! I didn’t mean to push our quality time so far away, Raphie. “

At that nickname, you felt him stiffen for a second, as if contemplating something, before then wordlessly loosening up. Instead, his finger started tracing little circles upon your shoulder blade, hesitating to speak.

“ … So, am I special to you? “

“ Say what now? “

“ Special, like important! “

He pulled back with a blush dusting his cheeks. This time he nailed the whole “ avoid-eye-contact ” thing.

“ Of course, why wouldn’t you be the most important to me? I love you. “

“ Because, y’know… You flash your cute smile at everyone else, I was kind of hoping it was just for m—hey, what’s with that look? “

The most dazed, dumbfounded, disconnected-from-reality-for-a-second look had been plastered across Y/N’s face as a lovesick smirk tugged upwards on the side of their mouth.

“ You think my smile’s cute? “

“ THAT’S WHAT YOU’RE FOCUSED ON? “

“ YOOOUUUU SAAAAAIDDD IIIITTT~~~!! RAPHIE THINKS I’M CU—hWAAAA! “

In a sing-songy voice again, Y/N teased the red banded Raph in front of them. And did so a tad bit too far as he quickly pounced them down, initiating a playful fight-for-one’s-life (and by that, I mean he was trying to do his usual “ blows raspberries on your tummy ”, but who in their right mind would allow that? It tickled! It was silly! Unhand me, I beg of thee!)

After the both of you settled down with giggles, he came to be laying upon his back with his eyes up to the ceiling. You rested upon his plastron, cheek pressed against your arm.

“ You know I love you, right? You mean the world to me, Raph. “

Raph tilted his head, looking at you for a few seconds of silence. He rolled his eyes then pulled you over up onto him more to just hug you closer to him. Consider it his way of saying, “ yes, and I hope you know it’s the exact same for me. “

#Raph x reader #raphael x reader #tmnt 2012 x reader #2012 raph x reader #2012 Raphael x reader #tmnt raph x reader #tmnt raphael x reader #tmnt x reader

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sstan-hoe · 2 years

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𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔...𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝑫𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒌?

𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — pornstar!ari levinson x fem!pornstar!reader

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 — Ari and you have been friends since before the Production was made, now you sleep with him regularly as a job with no feelings involved

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 — SMUT, minors dni., oral (f receiving), protected sex (pill), p in v – wrap it before you tap it, size kink, brat taming if you squint, choking a little, hair pulling, kinda praise kink

𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 — this is chaotic and it should be because the reader is chaotic and I hope this makes sense. If you’re only here for the smut, it's at the end. Follow @sstanhoe-updates and turn on notifications to always know when I post something!!! Reblog, comment and like!!!!

“You wanna do what?” you looked at your friends wide eyed. “Jellybean, we need the money to get through college and what better way than this!” Ari seemed to be very excited about the idea.

“Then go work at a restaurant or something!” His big hands took yours squeezing them, “jellybean no restaurant would give you such a salary and with the money we make we don’t need a student loan!” You watched Andy and Ari’s faces with furrowed brows.

“You do realise I’d have to sleep with you.” Andy who looked just as convinced of the idea as Ari grinned, “yes, we do, I mean we are friends so no feelings! Besides we wanted to ask Natasha for help.”

The way they acted and sounded it seemed like they had already figured everything out. Add to that they already counted in that you were a part of it.

“You Ari Levinson the man who wouldn’t let me go on a date with Chad because we had a horrible haircut in his eyes will let me fuck Andy – your best friend – on a regular basis and might even have a threesome. Also, there is a chance I’m gonna fuck Lloyd too….”

You watched Ari intensely as realisation downed on him, “oh, haven’t thought about that have you?” you mocked him with a smirk.

“I thought of that!” Andy chided in with pride, your heads turned to him making him continue. “We will use the traffic system, like green go, yellow slow down, red stop. Lloyd will do nothing you’re not comfortable with. Beforehand we will list your kinks to see what you will absolutely not do and so on.”

“As for the fucking together, I get that it will be weird however we are all friends! Meaning no feelings and after a while you will be used to it.” Andy really thought it through, and it made sense.

“Okay fine…what’s the payment mister know it all?” you asked with a raised chin. You were waiting to find a weak spot in this oh so great plan.

“It depends on the views of course but with normal clicks around 300 dollars-,” “in a month? That’s not very much.” Interrupting Andy with furrowed brows, a part in you was a little proud to have found a weakness.

“No, jellybean 300 dollars pro video we do. They should be at least ten minutes,” your eyes widen at his answer, mouth running dry. “300 dollars pro video?” you stammer repeating his words.

Ari nodded taking your hands in his, “will you be a part of this?” You were hesitating which was to be expected.

Making porn was a normal job like everything else but it was also weird. What if you developed feelings for each other? They said they wouldn’t, but sex always brings the feelings out. You needed to make a pro and con list, then you will decide.

“Maybe. I will make a pro/con list and then text in the group.” “If you say yes...Lloyd wants to rename it to corn stars, like the corn emoji and then stars the word.” Ari informed you at the mention of your group chat.

You rolled your eyes with a hint of playfulness you were annoyed but it was kinda funny and such a Lloyd thing to do. “Of course, he did,” you muttered shaking your head a little.

“Well, then good night…we will see you tomorrow,” Ari said nervously scratching the back of his neck. “You do realise we will see her in class today,” Andy cut in frowning at his friend who rolled his eyes in response, “yeah but what if she didn’t wanna come?” “Then she would probably tell you that she won’t come, you can’t just assume it.”

“Well, I just did Barber,” “oh god, are you serious?” a giggle rolled of your lips as you listened to their bickering.

“Enough you two, I need to make my list and you need to I don’t know anything so hush now,” you shooed them out of your flat with a smile. Ari raised his arms in an act of innocence as he stood up, Andy following him.

“I’m sorry we just dumped that on you,” “Andy there really is no way how you don’t dump it on anyone.” Andy mumbled a ‘right’ before following Ari out.

You sat back on the couch a heavy sigh leaving your lips as you let the events of the last fifteen minutes pass through you again. That lead you to grabbing a sheet of paper and a pen.

Taking a deep breath, you wrote down pro and contra. Now you had to think of things that would be against and for being a pornstar…,”okay. If I do it, then I would get a lot of money and it would easier to pay for the college but also, I only have like a year and a half left. However, I’m also in dept already meaning this way I could easily pay everything back!”

Quickly you wrote the things down, “now what else? Oh, well I would sleep with Ari, Andy and Lloyd which is not that bad actually. Like they’re hot but they’re my friends! Especially Ari but I always wanted to know what it was like to sleep with him, but what if feelings get involved? No why would we? We’re friends that won’t happen.”

Looking over your list you realised you had two points on the con and five on the pro. “I guess it’s decided, I mean there could be worse things than this right?” You shrugged not really able to believe that you were going to do that.

Grabbing your phone you opened the group chat, texting ‘okay, fine. I’m in.’. Immediately they boys responded, Lloyd renaming the chat, Ari texting he was relieved you agreed and Andy telling you he will give you the contracts at your class in an hour.

“Andy’s gonna make a great businessman well slash lawyer…,” you muttered.

Around an hour later you walked onto campus when suddenly an arm wrapped around your shoulders and pressed you against their chest.

“Hey there goldilocks,” Lloyd smirked at you, with a huff you softly nudged your elbow into his rips, “stop calling me that!” “Shouldn’t have worn the costume then…” “that was almost four years ago!” you argued with, but he just shrugged with an innocent smile.

“Anywayyyy goldilocks, now serious question. What do you think of my new group chat name?” His turned to face you studying your expression, nodding slightly you pressed your lips together.

“It’s definitely something, like you aren’t wrong but stars? We haven’t even done anything yet!” You chuckled at him while he shook his head in disagreement.

“Goldilocks we are gonna create an empire!” he said loudly making a wild gesture with his arm. “You’re pretty sure of yourself…”

“Why wouldn’t I be? The four of are the hottest people in this university and now imagine us fucking together! Andy the brain but sweet guy, bet he has a praise kink. Ari the gentle giant who looks like a rough guy, size kink just saying. And then there is me, Lloyd Hansen! I’ve got brain too however I’m also good for sex so it’s like a package deal, I have a thing for bdsm and some voyeurism.”

You had to take another breath after gathering all that information Lloyd gave you, wait what was bdsm?

“You don’t know bdsm?” “Shit did I say that out loud?” you cursed, Lloyd nodded with a grin. “Don’t worry I’ll give you a quick rundown-,” “but that will not be right now because we have class and remember the reason why we’re doing this!” A voice from the background said which belonged to Andy Barber.

The both of you turned around facing Ari and Andy, the lawyer to be promptly handing you a stock of papers. At your confused look he gave you a smile, “contract and list of kinks to know what you’re comfortable with.”

You nodded, you had feared that moment to be honest. It wasn’t like you had much experience on sex, yeah you have some, but they were always vanilla and nothing strange or wild.

“When do you need them back?” you ask looking up at him, “like next week Wednesday and when we’re all good we can start the following Monday.”

Swallowing you nodded again, today was Thursday which meant that it was only a week and a half away.

You needed to watch some porn – okay never thought I’d say that you thought.

The boys and you walked into the auditorium, sitting down on the last row.

While you should be listening to what the professor had to say the only thing on your mind was the kink list.

How were you supposed to know what you like and what not? Of course, you could research but Google couldn’t tell you if you liked to be choked. Yeah, some things you already know but with some not.

Ari noticed your thoughts drifting off, everytime you did your eyes fixed on a random point in the room while you rested your head on the back of your hand.

He wondered where your thoughts went this time although he had an idea. Ari understood your reaction because he had the same, Lloyd and Andy came around with the idea. Andy needed the money for his legal studies and Lloyd wanted to fuck in front of a camera.

It wasn’t like Ari didn’t have the same problems with money, but he had to admit the idea was crazy. As Lloyd and Andy gave him all the detail, he was impressed however still unsure. Not only did he show his whole body to the world, but he also fucked his friends which definitely had an impact on their relationship with one another.

After a they had explained everything, they came to the point where they had to ask you, you were the missing piece. While yes, they planned on asking Natasha, they didn’t trust anyone more than you.

Still Ari felt weird thinking about you like this, thinking of you naked, moaning his name. He would be lying if he said he didn’t think of you before, but he knew he shouldn’t and now?

The voice of the professor snapped you and Ari from your thoughts, “well then until tomorrow,” you muttered waving to your three friends giving them a smile.

They returned the smile and said their good nights before leaving too.

Back in your little apartment you read through the list Andy gave you and there were things you didn’t even know existed. “What the hell is a size kink? And brat taming, dumbification, manhandling and innocence? How can you get off on innocence?”

You had to get information, but from who? Lloyd would probably tease you, Andy was like a dad so it would be weird and that left Ari…”fuck it,” you whispered and took out your phone.

Ari picked up after the second ring, he didn’t even get to say hello before you started speaking. “What is a size kink?” Ari spit out his beer at your question, coughing loudly he asked “what?”

“Size kink, what’s a size kink?” Ari was at a loss of words, none coming past his lips. “Ari you still here?” “yeah-, yeah,” he stuttered.

“Well, a size kink is a sexual fetish that involves being attracted to noticeable differences in size between two partners. Genital size, hand size, height, weight, musculature etc. It can go any which way: the smaller person can have a distinct sexual preference for the larger person, vice versa, or both.”

You put the phone on speaker and laid it down on the table to take notes, “that sounds…wait do you have one? I think Lloyd mentioned something…,” you trailed off.

Ari on the other line had pearls of sweat running down his forehead, something about you asking and not knowing about kinks made him feel something.

“Okay, well moving on. Dumbification what’s that?” you went over to the next one, biting into your pencil.

The size kink did sound interesting, but you needed to experience it to know if you liked it or not. All the kinks you named and one or two others you were ready to try.

“Dumbification is the dumbing down of one’s intelligence. As a kink it would be making your partner seem “dumber” than they actually are.” Ari explained the next kink to you. That one you could have known yourself, you realized after hearing his definition.

“Isn’t that weird? Like come on, would you like it?” You questioned him and he got silent on the other end, “Oh! Don’t tell me you are! Ari you like to be called dumb?”

“No, Jellybean, I like to talk my partner down not myself...,” “like degrading but softer?” “you telling me you don’t know dumbification but degrading?”

“I- Well yeah but only because I uh, like it’s not my kink but I heard about it in- no at- no.” You stammered trying to find the right words. Ari on the other hand couldn’t hold back his laughter for once.

“Okay got it, next one idiot. I’ll give you a few right ahead. Brat taming, innocence, and manhandling.”

Ari sigh heavily as he heard about your next kinks you needed a definition of. “Remind me again why you couldn’t just google?” “What if an FBI is searching through my history? Besides I trust you.”

The confession that you trusted him caused a spark to erupt in his stomach, but you were his friend, so this was normal right?

“Fine, brat taming is within the BDSM culture, a brat tamer is a dominant who disciplines a naughty or disobedient submissive partner (also called a brat). This is a way for the dominant to regain power over the submissive if the submissive is not participating accordingly.”

Suddenly it was like a light went on above your head, Ari called you a brat a hundred of times when you were ‘misbehaving’. However, that didn’t mean he had a brat taming kink, though it did kinda turn you on thinking about it…no, no! You shouldn’t think about Ari that way.

“Innocence it’s like when your partner doesn’t know anything about sex or how to release themselves, their partner and so the other partner gets off on showing them. However, it could also apply on some certain things like kinks.”

“Lastly, manhandling is often bound with a size kink but basically it’s to physically dominate someone roughly and forcefully.” His explanation sounded appealing to you. You always had a little fantasy about having rough sex, but all the guys were being vanilla.

“Ari…how do I know what I like? I haven’t had sex like this before and while this all sounds interesting how do I know I actually like it?” You asked nervously.

He wished he could be by your side right now. Physically and not over the phone.

When he first started experience his sexuality he was alone wondering and questioning everything that came his way. Sometimes it was like no one wanted to tell him something and he decided to research on porn sites – which probably wasn’t the best idea, but it helped him get some skills.

But you didn’t have to go through that process, you had him after all and he could already be help to you which made him happy. Still, he wanted to help you more however the offer he could make you would sound absurd.

Ari takes a deep breath and a sip from his beer to build up a bit more confidence.

“If you want, I can help you find out. I mean we will probably sleep together anyway so why not try it out before? I would come over, show you what you want, and we can make some rules so you’re completely comfortable.”

You listened careful to Ari’s words it wasn’t a stupid idea however you weren’t sure if you should accept his offer. You trusted Ari fully meaning this wouldn’t be a problem, but he was also your friend…what if that destroyed your friendship? Though that wouldn’t matter because sooner or later you’d sleep with him anyway because of the production.

You wondered how much he was willing to try with you, “what would we do?”

Ari was taken back a little that you didn’t deny the idea immediately, “everything you want, sure if I wouldn’t like it then I probably won’t do it.”

Everything you wanted? There were a few thing besides the kinks you would try that no other had ever done with you, and you respected that Ari set a path to his boundaries.

“I could make you a list and send it over, that way you know what you know what you wanna do and what not.” You offered Ari as you grabbed you pen again to write down a few things for if Ari agreed to your proposition.

There really were a few things you never did or more like never had done to you. Sometimes college boys just weren’t as great as they were made to be and to be honest you were kinda embarrassed not having that much experience at 23 years.

When you had sex with boys, they thrusted their cocks inside you until they come and then as for foreplay it was mostly you sucking their cocks, they only rubbed your pussy as if they tried to warm their hands also, they never hit your g-spot or found the clit.

“I will send you a picture of the list right away,” you told him and snapped a pic of your list which included; size kink, dumbification, brat taming, manhandling, oral for the female partner and some more.

Ari on the other line was processing everything that happened in the last forty-five minutes. First, he explained to you kinks where some of them applied to him, too. Then, while explaining and hearing how you reacted, he got a little bit horny which he shouldn’t, you were one of his best friends after all. Lastly, he drunk enough to offer you something stupid but maybe also helpful and you accept that idea.

A second later, he got a notification that you sent him a picture. Reading through your list, he couldn’t believe no one had ever given you oral. Well, that was about to change.

“I’m okay with everything...if you want, we can start tomorrow evening or next week, give you time to prepare?” Ari muttered he didn’t want to put too much pressure on you. Although you told him you were okay with the idea, he knew you good enough to know that you would later lay in bed rethinking the whole conversation.

“We could start tomorrow,” you wanted to start as a early as possible – you might overthink that later tonight but it felt right at the moment.

“Then I will come over 8 tomorrow,” Ari trailed off to give a chance to change your mind. “8 it is, see you tomorrow!” With that you quickly hung up and released your breath which you unknowingly held.

Suddenly everything that happened crashed down on you. Falling back against the cushions of the couch you realised what Ari offered you which may could have been a bad idea. He was your friend after all, friends shouldn’t do things like that together.

Then yet again they also probably shouldn’t do porn together but here you are.

What if Ari didn’t like seeing you naked? What if he thought you were bad at sex or didn’t find you attractive? He had to find you attractive to do something like this though because if you didn’t find someone attractive you would never do it.

Wait did you find him attractive? Okay, stupid question Ari is hot and if he wasn’t your friend for so long you would have fucked him already.

However, it also takes a lot of courage to ask someone like Ari out. Women would probably kill for being in the same position as you.

You thought further down the future and realised another thing, you would also sleep with Andy and probably Lloyd. Huh, but a threesome with Andy and Ari as well as something with Lloyd? There could be worse.

You furrowed your brows. How much did you have to drink? Never would you have imagined that you would sit here on your couch thinking about sleeping with your friends. Before this incident you’ve never thought about your friends like this.

Thinking it was the best time to go to sleep you walked to your bedroom. You changed into an old shirt and took a sleeping pill. They were always a good choice when your mind wouldn’t keep quiet.

The next day you wouldn’t see Ari until your schedule meeting.

Friday was always a Lloyd and you day, while you two didn’t study the same your classes were the same. Lloyd always talked like a waterfall and yes that could be annoying, but you enjoyed it in a way.

The man talked in between classes, occasionally in the classes, over lunch and on the way to your apartment.

All of the other people at Harvard either hated Lloyd or were scared of him and that was boosting his ego immensely also a reason why he only had a few friends though Andy, Ari, and you were his closest.

Throughout the day Lloyd was talking your ear off on the new election for the President of the United States coming up. It was the most important topic in his politic class right now, well it should be as he was studying politics. His favourite part was complaining about Mitt Romney.

As the day came to an end your meeting with Ari came closer and closer. To say you were nervous was an understatement. You sat on your couch staring at the clock hanging on your wall while you fiddled with your fingers.

A knock on your door caused you to jump a little before racing to the door. Opening the door with a smile, “Hi,” you whispered as you met his ocean blue eyes, “Hey,” he copied.

You didn’t know why this was so awkward, you met plenty of times. Okay in the past you meet ups weren’t to have sex.

“Shall we talk about what you want to do today?” Ari came right down to business, nothing unusual. “Yeah, sure, of course. Where do you wanna do it?” The brunette took up on your nervousness and stepped inside putting an arm on your waist, “jellybean if you don’t want this then you can tell me….”

“Yes, Ari I do. I don’t want to be the only one not knowing anything and how can I give Andy that list when I don’t even know what I like,” you looked down not being able to meet his eyes.

Shaking his head, he moved his hand from your waist to your chin gently lifting your head.

“Jellybean, you don’t know nothing. You know things and it’s not a bad thing to have little experience, you’re only 23. No one said you had to, it’s normal.” Ari gave you comfort in ways no one else did, you felt save with him.

Wrapping your arms around his torso, “the only thing I ever did was suck dick, although someone did finger me…kind of, he rubbed it and well I think the longest time a guy lasted was three minutes,” you pressed your cheek against his chest.

Ari appreciated that you opened up to him, it was an important part in the future that awaited the both of you.

“Just know that whatever we’re about to do will be completely consensual and you can tell me everything, set your boundaries and I will do the same.” You nodded at Ari’s word, “then let’s do this,” you squeezed him before leading him to your bedroom.

With a cracked smile Ari followed you, he was just as nervous as you but tried to not let you catch on it.

“What do you want to start with?” “Uh, I don’t know maybe foreplay?” A sinister glint crossed Ari’s eyes, something you’ve never seen before but it made a tingle erupt in your stomache.

Ari pushed you down on the bed, his hands roaming down your body. “You wearing that pretty little dress for me? Wanted to be ready for me, like a good little girl.” He pushed the dress over your hips revealing your red lace panties, Ari’s mouth began to water at the sight of you.

His hand gently trailed up your thighs causing a shiver to run down your body. Pressing light kisses against your flesh which until he was eye to eye with your pussy.

One of his hands stroked over your clothed cunt, a shaky breath escaped your lips. Ari pulled your panties down and let out a groan when he saw your glistening cunt. “Look atcha already wet for me…,” his fingers dipped inside your hole, slowly he made his way deep into your spongy walls.

You squeezed your eyes together in a desperate call for more. Ari’s rough, thick finger felt amazing, but it wasn’t enough. Rolling your hips slightly up you catched his attention and he gave you a smirk.

“What is it jellybean, do you need more? Aw but I gotta stretch you, look at how tight you already are for me with just one finger…imagine how hard it’s going to be getting my fat cock inside you.”

Ari was the devil in disguise, never had you imagined such filthy words from his mouth but what you didn’t know at this point was that he would get a lot filthier.

He slowly pulled his finger out and added another provoking you to press your walls together around them. A strained moan flew from your lips as Ari curled his fingers inside you.

“Let’s see what other sounds you can make jellybean,” he said before leaning his head down, his tongue darting out to your clit. “Fuck!” You cursed as he hit your bundle of nerves and curled his fingers at the same time. Never had you felt such a bliss before.

“Shh, good girls don’t swear do they?” You tried nodding your head at Ari’s question because you knew you wouldn’t be able to form a logical sentence.

A light slap against you thigh made you look down to Ari, “what, does a little fingering and my tongue make you already stupid? When I ask you a question you answerd it, jellybean this is all for you. Everything I do is for you, and I need your voice, I need you to speak can you do that for me?”

Taking a deep yet again shaky breath you opened your mouth, “ye…yes I c…can.” Ari gave you a proud smile, “good girl, but no you’re not a good girl….” That’s what he wanted, you missed his first question.

“No…th...ey don…don’t.” Ari’s other hand cupped your face, so big your head almost looked small.

With a satisfied grin Ari leaned back down, his fingers went back to curling inside you hitting a soft, sensitive spot over and over again while his tongue devoured your clit.

A tight bundle formed in your stomach that you knew all too well. Ari had realised how close you were as you squeezed your eyes shut and started to breath more unsteady with high-pitched moans coming from you everytime he hit a certain spot.

Lifting his head once again but keeping his fingers moving, he towered over you. Ari couldn’t wait to see how you looked coming on his fingers and tongue.

“Go on, come for me. Be my good girl again and come for me, let everyone know who makes you feel this good,” he said in a husky whisper against the shell of your ear.

The bundle snapped and you released a pornographic moan as your orgasm hit you.

“Ari, Ari, my god, Ari...that,” you panted as you cake down from your high. “I take it you like foreplay and praise?” He asked with a cocky grin. Reaching up you chained your arms around his neck, “I want more! Ari this was the best orgasm I ever had I want to try something else!” You felt pure excitement.

The man towering over you was taken back by your enthusiasm. He didn’t want to hurt you but he also couldn’t say no to you.

“What do you want to try Jellybean?” “Size, you’re so big, please do the size kink with me. Please, will you do it with me?” You whined almost pathetically. If Ari’s cock wasn’t already hard the moment, he started pleasuring you he definitely was now.

“Fine but don’t be mad at me that you’re sore tomorrow.” He stated and retreated to his full size standing up to unbuckle his belt.

“You’re gonna uh go right in there?” you mumbled causing Ari to chuckle at your big eyes. “Jellybean my cock is too big for me to just go in that tight little cunt.” Pulling down his trousers and boxers his cock sprang free, the tip hitting his lower stomach.

My god is he big and thick you thought. He was the biggest you ever had.

His shirt followed suit revealing his perfectly toned chest, sculptured like a god and god if you didn’t wanna run your hand over his chest....

Kneeling down Ari was again eye to eye with your juicy cunt. His two fingers entered you, sliding right in, “fuck jellybean, my fat cock could just slide right in there couldn’t it? So, fucking wet and that all for me.”

“All for you Ari,” you said in a strained voice as Ari finger editing you in a slow pace. It was tortures, it gave you pleasure but not enough to satisfy you.

A whine from you caused Ari to look up at you with a teasing smile, “jellybean I know you want more but we gotta prepare you or are you too dumb to understand it? Do I have to repeat myself again?”

Right, you remembered he said something like this, but it was all a little foggy. However, you never really believed things like this because why shouldn’t it fit? If a woman could press a baby out of her womb, then she could surely fit a cock. How wrong you were.

“No, Ari you don’t,” you quickly said as he almost stopped his movements. Then he lifted his upper body above you.

His hand retreated from your leaking cunt in response you bucked your hips up in hopes to get some kind of fraction. Ari made a ‘tsk’ sound and held your pelvis down easily. The hand which had fingered you prior now fisted his cock.

“Think you can fit my thick cock inside your little pussy? Think you can take my big cock like the good little girl you are?” Nodding desperatly you wanted nothing more than him.

Ari pumped himself before lining himself up with your entrance, barley having the mushroom formed head inside you let out a moan followed by a breathless ‘oh god’. Ari continued slowly pushing in until he couldn’t.

“Oh, my Ari…see that wasn’t so hard. I can adjust perfectly to you…,” you told him with a dreamy smile feeling full.

Leaning down to your ear he whispered, “little jellybean, I’m only halfway in and you’re squeezing me so tight that I can’t move.” Your eyes widened at the information, head shooting up you bumped against Ari’s causing you both to groan at the sting. “Sorry, I’m sorry,” “it’s fine jellybean.”

“Are you sure you’re, okay?” you asked again though it might have hurt you more than him. Ari cracked a laugh and cupped your head in his giant hand.

“Yeah, don’t worry I’m,” he looked at you with so much adoration in his eyes, he always did. Praising you when you passed a test with almost no mistakes, saying how good your cooking was or how proud he was you at least tried to cook.

It didn’t matter what you did, Ari always found a way to compliment and praise you.

“I hope it won’t bruise...,” “jellybean it was only a bump don’t worry you pretty little head. How about we get back to this,” as the word left his mouth, he rolled his hips against yours. A loud wanton moan broke from you lips as he pushed more of his cock inside you.

“God, you’re so tight jellybean. Still sure you can fit me?” you weren’t able to answer him as you were still adjusting to his size. “My fingers barley fit how do you expect my cock to fit?” Why was he like this now of all times.

He wasn’t moving at all but you needed him to. “Ari, I swear to god if you don’t fucking move, I’m going to do it myself!”

That was it. That’s what Ari was waiting for. You were everything but patient and if it didn’t go immediately like you wanted then you would turn into a brat. Well now you could also dip into a bit of brat taming.

Closing his hand around your throat he pushed himself inside you completely. Your eyes widened and a loud scream ripped through the room.

“You want to take me? Well then take it. You wanna act up like this then so be it but don’t say I didn’t warn you...or is your little brain ready to fucked out from my big cock filling this little pussy up so well?”

You were at a loss of words, your brain filled with nothing but the feeling of being stuffed by his cock. Ari was right the only thing in your brain left was his cock. The tip of his head hit the soft spot that pulled a sound from you, you thought you weren’t capable of, a high pitched, needy moan.

Ari picked up his pace, he went crazy over the way your walls squeezed him. You fitted him like a glove.

“Squeeze me, come on! Let me feel the way you squeeze my cock.” Your hands reached up into his hair for support gripping the roots tightly. Doing as told Air rutted into you like an Alpha in heat.

The tight knot in your stomach began forming again, Ari felt you pressing him tighter and realised how close you were. “Come.” That one word worked like magic.

You came, pulling on his hair again ripping a load groan from him in the process. Only seconds later Ari emptied his seed inside you, painting your walls white. You didn’t want him to pull out, it felt so good the feeling of fullness.

Ari sank down your chest, that was when he realised you were still wearing the dress. “Didn’t even get the chance to rip it off.” He muttered.

With a chuckle you stroked through his hair, “you better not its one of my favourites!” With a smile Ari closed his eyes, enjoying the moment as a comfortable silence fell over the both of you.

“So, this was a size kink?” You question after a while combing through his hair. “It was a light dip into it, not the full thing. We also did a tiny teeny bit of brat taming.” This was only a litter size kink? You were already exhausted after this, but you did have foreplay but then you also need foreplay but what of you mixed it with other kinks.

“I liked it,” was the only thing you said as you closed your eyes, “let’s do it again.” This being the last thing you said before sleep overcome you.

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A Halloween For Three

pairing: Husb!Dad!Chris x Short!Wife!Mom!reader

Summary: Can you do a short on Chris and short reader and the triplets Halloween like taking them trick or treating and their costumes please! (request by anon)

requests are open/likes, comments and re-blogs are appreciated♥️

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- For Halloween the Evans family decided to dress up like Toy Story. The three triplets being the three aliens, Y/n was little Bo Peep and Chris was Woody

- With it being the first time the triplets are going trick or treating, each of them had their own customised baskets for their candy. Isabella chose a sparkly pink pumpkin basket, with the boys choosing green and blue.

- At one of the houses they got to, unfortunately there wasn’t enough candy left for little Isabella, the younger of the three. Noah and Jacob took it upon themselves to actually take some of their own candy and put it in her basket; a wide toothy grin plastered onto her tiny cute face

- Chris on the other hand along with protectively watching over his three buggers, also kept an eye on his wife, who was now heavily pregnant with their fourth baby. Despite Chris' pleas, Y/n was adamant on walking around their suburban neighbourhood to support their kids on their first proper venture of the outside world.

- With one hand wrapped around her waist at all times, Chris found himself smiling to himself at the sight of his family at one of his favourite holiday seasons. After carving pumpkins the night before, Chris couldn’t help but feel a sense of fulfilment at the sight of his three kids jumping up and down each time they got a piece of candy.

- “Dada look, got jellybeans” Noah smiled holding up the packet of colourful sweets to his dad, he knew Chris' favourite candy, something that always warmed Chris’ heart.

- “Dada Uppies” Jacob whimpered holding his arms up for his father, “alright c’mere my little green alien” Chris cooed. Jacob nuzzling himself into his father’s arms, Noah and Isabella holding hands as they skipped down the sidewalk, Y/n and Chris following closely behind them.

- “Alright kids, let’s get home. Your momma needs some rest, and I know you little stinkers need bathed” Chris called after Noah and Isabella, watching his exact doubles turn and run back towards them laughing loudly at their father’s name for them

- Once arriving back home, Y/n relaxed onto their comfortable velvet sofa after having showered and removed het costume. Chris took it upon himself to take on bath duty that night, watching his three babies play with their toys in the tub, with them only being three he still couldn’t help but feel they were growing up too fast

- Heck the three pumpkins they each had tried to carve was placed on their front porch, stickers even being placed all over them

- Once the kids had each been read their own respective bed time stories, Chris slipped into bed beside his wife who was readily waiting for her nightly cuddles. During this pregnancy, Y/n found herself wanting more and more affection, both with her babies and her husband. An overload of family love overall

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gojos-thot-patrol · 9 months

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Another year, another Dear, we are Now Presenting...

The masterlist for my 23rd birthday game! Honestly, when I announced this event, I really didn't expect the reaction I got. It's been a little over a year since I started running this blog, and you guys have made it such a fun year. I feel so thankful and so lucky that you all enjoy my writing. consider this my gift to you 💙

Kento Nanami

A Flight Away

After the death of your best friend, Nanami give you a way out. Prompt: angst/comfort "We'll Burn Those Bridges When We Get There."

Green Eyes

This party is trash and to top it all off, you just showed up with some strange guy. Nanami isn't gonna like this one. Prompt: Jealousy, "Isn't Your Boyfriend In The Other Room?"

Alien Jellybeans

Nanami had no idea what to expect when you moved from the states back to Tokyo after only two months away, but he couldn't be happier with the reasoning. Prompt: Hopeful, "Is It Mine?"

Suguru Geto

Sparkle Boys

Suguru may not agree with your taste in movies, but he agrees with your taste in fictional men even less. Prompt: Humorous, "It's Because I'm Not A Vampire, Isn't It?"

Bedfellows Ft. Satoru Gojo

One bed, three idiots. What could go wrong? Prompt: Humorous, "What Do You Mean There's Only One Bed?!"

Last Chances

A smutty one shot about reuniting with an old flame, and all of the heartbreak that comes with it. Prompt: Pining, "It's True Romance Is Dead, I Shot It In The Chest And In The Head."

Satoru Gojo

Hold Still

You're angry. At yourself, at the world, at everything. But you're physically hurt right now, and that's all Satoru is worried about. Prompt: anger, "Hold Still, You're Hurt!"

I'll Be There

After losing everything and being banned from Jujutsu Sorcery, Gojo assures you, he'll be where ever you are. Prompt: Stressed, "Well don't just stand there, do something" And "They don't deserve you"

Jailbirds Ft. Nanami Kento

It's 3 am, and Satoru just got a call from inside the jail. Prompt: Funny, "You Landed In Jail How?"

Ryomen Sukuna

Deserving

Ryomen has never been one for love, never one to crave romance. Now that he finds himself feeling these emotions, he has no idea how to react other than with violence. This one is dark. Prompt: Mean, "I Love You And You Don't Deserve That."

Healing Waters

Sukuna tries (and fails) to relax in a hot springs, that is until his favorite concubine shows up to entertain. This one gets spicy! Prompt: Funny "You Seem Thirsty, Want Some Water?"

What's The Difference?

One the way home from a party, you start to make some connections about your boyfriend, and he likes none of them. Prompt: Funny, "Oh Fuck You're A Demon, Aren't You?!"

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httpsaiki · 1 year

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Waaaahhhh requests are open?! Congrats on 300 followers!! :D okie well now I have an idea~ don’t feel like you need to rush into it tho.

A soulmate AU of sorts~ you can only taste the things your soulmate has in their mouth.

The twist is that Gender neutral!reader and saiki both like to torture each other. Licking a shoe, eating those disgusting jellybeans, gulping hot chilly sauce. (Reader constantly threatens to lick a poop but saiki knows they never would) It’s a thing they’ve done before and after they’ve met each other.

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Hi there! I think this request might be… over a year old. I am SO sorry for that! Thank you for sending it though!

I kinda put this blog down for a bit because my life got busy and blah blah who cares about that lol. But I was watching Saiki K. for the first time in a while and wow I miss this blog. This is super short, and it’s more of a warm up so I apologize for reduced length - this request just made me laugh, because I can totally see Saiki being petty enough for this. Once again I'm sorry it's so short or if it's not what you meant!

TW: uhh gross tastes, Saiki eats dirt but tbh it’s tame

Reader is gender neutral!

WC: 683

Italics represents Saiki speaking telepatically!

Saiki and S/O love finding the worst tastes to torture the others.

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This was hell.

You don’t quite remember how this started, but it didn’t matter as the taste of dirt filled your mouth once more. You would think you’d be used to it by now - with your soulmate being a mischievous psychic, but, alas, it seemed like your poor taste buds would never adjust. You held back a cough, shooting a glare to your right where your eyes met with empty magenta ones hiding behind green glasses and a small smile dancing on his lips. Of course, he couldn’t taste it, and you had to suffer alone.

“If you’re not careful I’ll begin to associate math with the taste of dirt, you know. As if it isn’t bad enough,” you whispered, transferring your glare down to the worksheet in front of you.

It was cold today. Final exams were coming up, and you needed to focus, being on the verge of failing and all. A cozy picnic table underneath a bare tree seemed like the best place to focus for the duration of your lunch break until you noticed the pink hair and antennae following behind you. Being around him outside was always dangerous. Saiki loves you, he really does and you know it, but he always seemed set on forcing you to taste the most disgusting thing he can think of.

It became like a little ritual every time you saw each other, trying to get the other to scrunch up their face in disgust as much as possible. Most couples would eat sweet candies or fresh fruit as an act to demonstrate their love for the other - you and Saiki on the other hand: anything from dish soap to spoiled milk. Nothing was off the table, as long as it wouldn’t put you in any danger. Saiki, on the other hand, can eat just about anything.

You reached a hand into your bag sitting beside you, determined to get your revenge and taking great pleasure in the fearful expression that overtook Saiki’s face. He could read your mind. A small bottle of hot sauce was inside, and you knew Saiki couldn’t handle the heat. Swiftly, you drank it, thankful you weren’t the one that had to face the consequences of your actions. Saiki’s face rarely betrayed him, but the red on his cheeks from the heat of the hot sauce always brought joy.

“You’re lucky it’s just hot sauce. I could always go a step further, you know,” you teased. “You wouldn’t dare,” quickly shot through your head. Turning your head, mustering a serious face, you replied, “Oh, but I would.” He knew you wouldn’t. Now smiling, you focused your attention back on the math equations in front of you; they no longer seemed so bad.

It was dark now, and you finally made your way home to the safety of your bed. Your eyes blink open slowly as an unbearable taste overtakes your senses - what on earth was he eating? You reach for your phone to call him and find out, but you don’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing it got to you.

Your resolve broke after fifteen minutes of torture. You brought your phone to your ear and demanded he stops, threatening to find something far worse to lick if he doesn’t. When the taste doesn’t fade, you reach into your nightstand door and pull out a certain pack of jelly beans. You never quite understood this challenge; there was no reason to try them unless you hate your soulmate. They were perfect for an occasion such as this, though. You poured a handful into your mouth without much thought, taking your time to chew them slowly and with far more thought.

Once you heard coughing over the phone, you finally decided he had enough and stopped eating any more jelly beans.

"Goodnight," you heard from your phone. "Night," you replied, but neither of you hung up.

#guess who might be back for the THIRD time???#wild isn't it #thank you for reading <3 #the disasterous life of saiki k #saiki no psi nan #saiki k #saiki k x reader #saiki kusuo x reader #kusuo saiki x reader #saiki kusuo #kusuo saiki #saiki #my writing

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sev-on-kamino · 9 months

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Feel free to delete this one cause I’m just being greedy. 😂 But now I’m a lil addicted to these…

Howzer 😜

Forest green

Golden hour

SFW

🩵🩵🩵

Please, thank you, no expectation, much love, all the admiration and enthusiasm!

I associate Golden Hour on Ryloth with Howzer, so this is utterly perfect. It’s what I imagined when I wrote the flower crown piece, so this is just another evening for you and Howzer. 🥰 I know this is your love, so I hope you enjoy my take!

Written while vibing to 1965 by Zella Day

Howzer is regal in every sense of the word, from the way his eyes survey his surroundings to the way he holds himself, striding with purpose while you follow like his favorite shadow.

Following him is easy —comforting in a way— as you know he’ll never lead you into any situation he can’t handle, but when he reaches for you, pulling you into the light by his side, that’s when you’re nervous and when the little voice in your head makes you question everything you know to be true.

He has you now, in his arms, as the sun sinks lower to kiss the horizon and pour its golden light over the two of you, as you recline amongst the sparkling emerald blades of grass.

Your heart races as he regards you, his golden eyes roaming your face like he hasn’t seen you properly before, and a smile graces his lips, shifting the scars you know so well, and enticing your fingers to travel the lines of his face.

He leans into your touch, turning his head to press a kiss to your fingertips, so gentle that if you hadn’t seen it, you’d have sworn it was your imagination, but he’s real, and the spark that dances between you is too; he won’t let you deny it or hide behind him when you belong beside him.

It feels strange that a man bred for war can be so gentle, that he can make you feel so special with a look here, a touch there, and as he presses his forehead to yours, whispering your name under his breath with a reverence only he could show you, you wonder if you make him feel special too.

He puts that thought to bed, as he confesses that he’s been thinking of the future, how he wants to see you bathed in gold every day, how his arms will always be a home for you as long as you want, how there will always be a place for you next to him.

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matthew-gray-gubler-lover · 2 months

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Matthew Gray Gubler Easter Basket's.

Just a little short story about Matthew making Easter baskets for the cast of Criminal Minds. My mom and I came up with this together. When we can't sleep at night, we try to think of happy things. So we came up with this.

Now as everyone knows, Matthew does not do anything halfway. Set includes. Baskets. And I'm not talking just a small Easter basket. I mean a large Wicker basket with a handle that will hold lots and lots of treats. Everyone will have a large Godiva chocolate Bunny. The basket will also be filled with tasty treats Including. Reese's Peanut Butter Cups. Hershey kisses. Snickers bars. A bag of Jelly Belly Jellybeans specifically made for each cast member. And of course the holiday classic peeps.

The baskets will also include a special item for each cast mate, something special just for them, that is something that they really enjoy, such as Kirstens will have Easter egg earrings.

And they will all be wrapped up in cellophane with a matching.

Kirstens Jellybeans will be cotton candy. And her peeps bubble gum flavored. wrapped up in pink cellophane with a matching pink bow.

AJ's. Will have cream soda Jellybeans. Pink peeps. It also wrapped up in pink cellophane with a pink bow.

Adam's. Will have coconut Jellybeans. And yellow peeps. Basket wrapped up in yellow cellophane with a yellow bow.

Joe's. Will have Raspberry Jellybeans. and green peeps. With green cellophane and a green bow.

Pageant's will Have toasted marshmallow Jellybeans And lavender peeps. Wrapped in lavender cellophane with a matching bow.

Daniels will have Tangerine Jellybeans. Yellow peeps. Wrapped in yellow cellophane with a yellow bow.

Aisha's will have Root beer Jellybeans. And Dr pepper flavored peeps. Wrapped up in pink cellophane with a pink bow.

And Thomas's Will have Popcorn Jellybeans. And blue Peeps. Wrapped in blue cellophane with a blue bow.

#criminal minds #matthewgraygubler #mgg #mgg fluff #matthewgraygublerfluff

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superpositvecloudshipper · 10 months

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@givemea-dam-break @wordsarelife @waitingforthesunrise @siszuzu @rainbows-r-nice05 @mentallyima-frog @marinalor @malteevars-kee-devi @archiveoftara

Ok guys here we go here arey canaries pictures and names 😁

This is apricot he is a male and alleged father of jellybean and keiko 💕gives me a lithle attitude sometimes but is overall an amazing dad to his babies (something I wish I had lmao)

This is cinnamon he is male and alleged father of Lucy, jenny Green and karim. He always makes sure to feed the babies even if they aren't his bless him.

This is sparrow she is female mother of jellybean, keiko, Lucy, jenny Green and karim. I love her but she really needs to stop producing babies she is literally hatching more as we speak.

This is charmander(my little brother named him) he is a male and co parent of all the babies. He always makes sure mama gets off if her best to go eat for herself and take a bird bath 💕

This is jellybean the eldest child and I think is a boy. He is such a sweetheart.

This is keiko second oldest and I think she is a female so poofy and cute.

This is Lucy I think he may be a boy😂but I love him all the same. Has a very active personality was out of the nest as soon as possible.

This is Jenny Green I think she is female and quite a quiet little fellow really gentle and sweet.

AND FINNALY.....

Little baby karim who I think is a boy but could definitely be a girl. He is super adorable but boy does he have a mouth on him anytime I've had to pop him back in the nest(before they fully fledge and can properly fly you have to make sure to put them back in the nest so they don't freeze) he has had a full on go at me 😂

I hope you liked my analysis on my canaries they are all super cute and i love them 💕 comment your favourite one below and why 😁

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gay tickle fights? (Maroon and white vs red and green)

The jellybeans get a little ticklish at night!

Sigh... It's been a while since I've done an audio, hasn't it!

#tickle fluff #sfw tickles #among us tickles #sfw tickling community #tickle content #tickle audio #switch audio #switch!white imposter #switch!maroon imposter #lee!red imposter #ler!green imposter

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runwayrunway · 10 months

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No. 23 - Icelandair (With an Aside on the Role of Flag Carriers)

Sure, let's talk about Icelandair! I think they fit in pretty well with the conversation that's been slowly playing out with other European flag carriers Lufthansa and SAS about the evolution of liveries as we stumble in to the 2020s proper. (As for the second half of this ask, hold that thought for just a minute.)

Unfortunately, Lufthansa snuck its nasty little face into this post as well, and I do sort of want to give a brief content warning, as a...certain sordid point in Germany's history is alluded to, though not lingered on. Because flag carriers are sort of important. They're propaganda - and in Icelandair's case, that's okay!

Icelandair is not a concept that needs much explanation. It's right there in the title. It is an airline, and it is from Iceland. If you want a little more information, here's a summary written in 1997 by John K. Morton for his book "Jetliner Glory". (Scan mine)

As you can see, Icelandair was, at this point, rocking a supersized nothingburger of a livery. With just a cheatline and some paint on the bottom of the nacelles to accompany the logo and wordmark it feels less like SAS's belly stripes or Tibet Airlines, where it looks like a plane painted white, and feels more like they just forgot to add the rest of the livery.

While I do slightly prefer this older take with the more faded colours, the bare metal underside, and the contoured down-sloping cheatline, it's still pretty nothing.

Oh no. Oh nonononono don't do that please don't-

Thank you. That's much less worse.

The blue-and-yellow livery was adopted in 2006. I don't like this but this feels necessary. What stands out to me about Icelandair, above any individual feature of their fleet, is that they are fundamentally incapable of departing from whatever the most simplified and common design trend of the time is.

70s and early 80s. Single rule cheatline, large font wordmark, bare metal lower half.

80s and early 90s. All over paint, text moved forward to just behind the forwardmost door. Beginning of strict adherence to Eurowhite en masse.

Aughts to late 2010s. This is an era of somewhat refined Eurowhite. This allows very specific colored parts of the airframe: a block of color on the underside, a detached floating tail, colored winglets, and colored nacelles.

My opinion of this specific livery is that it is nearly identical to Delta's. Similar dark blue shade, exact same layout. The only difference is that Delta's blue engines make the livery look more coherent and Delta's logo is far more distinctive. I consider Delta to be the platonic ideal of this type of 2000s Eurowhite, and Icelandair uses the exact same layout.

I will say...it could be worse. Icelandair does not fail the Star Alliance test, so I cannot give it an F.

It's getting a D, for Delta.

But hey! Great news! They literally just unveiled a new one! And they've given me a nice webpage describing their thought process. I keep seeing more and more airlines do this with their 2020s livery releases and I think it's awesome.

image: icelandair

And they're jellybeans! I make no secret for my love of jellybeans. These come in five colours: boreal blue, magenta, sky blue, yellow, and green. Each of them is meant to represent a different aspect of Icelandic natural phenomenae, which I would expect at least partially stems from the response to their widely beloved Hekla Aurora and Vatnajökull liveries.

The two colours not pictured above: boreal blue (left) and green (right)

I really like these choices of colour. I think my favourite is ultimately magenta because of how striking its contrast is with the main blue, but none of these look even a little bad.

I do wish there was a little more integration of the jellybean colours into the rest of the livery (maybe the winglets or the engine nacelles, or as an outline on the wordmark, or extended to the underside of the plane), but the concept itself is solid and each colourway is pleasing. While I think this is a welcome change from the earlier yellow-and-blue scheme I am very happy that they kept a yellow variant.

Red engine SAS livery jumpscare in the background.

I would say the main thing I dislike about the new livery is the billboard wordmark. It's fine in theory but I utterly despise the typeface they've chosen and I find that sans-serif typefaces look fine when they're small but get uglier and uglier the larger you make them. It's a very boring downgrade, especially compared to the tasteful little serifs on the very tips of the old one. They were a minor aerodynamic touch but they were very nice compared to this, which is giving corporate brochure in a way I can't stand. At least it keeps the middle fuselage from being blank, I suppose.

I do like it a lot better on the Dash 8, though it's a little too low to the bottom for my taste. They could solve this by just making it slightly smaller, but they've apparently fully committed to a font that is, in my opinion, too large and widely spaced.

I feel like they also missed an opportunity with their logo. I've seen people say that it's a stylised 'F' to represent the company's first name, Flugfélag. I've heard someone else say that it reminds them of a stylised aurora, and I agree with them. I think there was a lot of room to play with both of these, and that it's a shape that's simple enough and dynamic enough to lend itself well to livery design, and that they could have created something so much better had they made more use of it - especially with the jellybean colours.

The final thing I want to point out is the tail. It's very blatant that the 2020s equivalent of the detached tail is the slightly-integrated tail, which loops down and just prevents the tail from being detached while still leaving the majority of the fuselage blank white without really adding much visual interest or presenting much in the way of creativity.

SAS and WestJet are two other airlines from those I've covered which do this. Now, they could both be a lot worse - WestJet has a nice wordmark and I've already talked about why SAS does a lot that's more interesting than the tail - but I can't deny that I dislike this trend. It fixes the ugliness of Detached Tail Syndrome but without adding much. It is the bare minimum. It is an upgrade from bad to nothing. And I think it's worth noting that both of these airlines, and indeed the majority of airlines with slightly-integrated tails, used to have detached tails. The Lufthansa clone of the 2020s is the Delta clone of the 2010s.

But I think Icelandair's new livery requires comparison to one 2020s livery more than any other - our old 'friend', Lufthansa.

The reason I point out Lufthansa is that unlike SAS and WestJet it does not feature a curve, but a straight line downwards. It also features more than one colour on the tail itself, sort of - I mean, it has the contrasting white stripe.

I don't think I particularly need to linger on why I like Icelandair's livery so much better than I like Lufthansa's. But I will point out one aspect in particular. The descriptions of the inspiration behind Lufthansa's livery focus on how sleek and modern it is. It occasionally mentions nebulous 'German values' (a phrase which in context refers to Europe's obsession with the most hideous sans-serif fonts on the face of the planet and soul-sucking minimalist white design but which sort of makes me shudder as a disabled bisexual Jew, a set of traits seemingly min-maxxed for being a target of...well, you know) but beyond that is wholly and almost gleefully corporate, scoffing in the face of the fact that flag carriers are almost by design intended to be unprofitable, to provide air transport to residents of their country and to serve as propaganda.

Air France lost heaps of money on Concorde, Alitalia went fourteen years without turning a profit, and do you think carriers like Rwandair or Air Niugini, which just don't have the demand to operate planes filled to capacity, are able to make money? Of course not, but they operate anyway because people need to get places and it's a statement for a government, especially one without the means of a massive European power with centuries of stolen resources at its disposal or an ultrawealthy Gulf state, to put their names on a plane and say that this is a service they are providing to the people they are, on paper, meant to provide for.

This is not a feature unique to airlines - just think about the way high-speed rail in China and Japan are inherently tied to their national identities, as something these countries have built as a service to their people and as something which makes them better places to live. Think about the Space Race, which was a dick-measuring contest more than it was for science. The US government is notorious for its unwillingness to fund science projects but if it means sticking it to the reds it's worth a couple billion to put a man on the moon.

Any sort of project which invents or builds by necessity becomes a symbol of national power. Sometimes these things are useful, like high-speed rail, and sometimes they advance science, like reaching the moon, but, like...did Ferrari World need to exist, or is the UAE willing to spend a bunch of money to say "look how awesome we are, we have the fastest roller-coaster in the world"? Did the USSR need the Tu-144? Of course not - luxury air transport wasn't a thing, they couldn't charge a premium, and there wasn't anywhere safe to release a sonic boom over, and it was rushed out in a state that couldn't really be considered airworthy just to serve for less than a year while diverting resources from actually useful aerospace projects. The Tu-144 set back Soviet aerospace engineering by decades but it was worth it for the chance to say they built the first supersonic airliner, which will remain technically true forever. Countries are chomping at the bit to displace people and abuse labourers and waste money and resources to build stadiums that will lie derelict for the rest of time just to get to say they hosted the Olympics.

These things are worth losing money for. To say 'we are willing to lose money to give our people transport and to have our own airline with our own flag on it'. Flag carriers do not need to be profitable. If they happen to turn a profit that's a good thing for the country but it's not meant to be the point. That the US has never had a flag carrier feels like a very pointed statement to me - no handouts, pull yourself up by your bootstraps and build your own damn airline. While many large airlines elsewhere have their own founders with their own marks on history and large personalities, none of them have the cultural capital that Juan Trippe or Howard Hughes do. Icelandair's equivalent of Juan Trippe is the aurora.

I cannot imagine a carrier which reflects its national identity less than Lufthansa does. Perhaps they want to forget that they are a flag carrier and by this nature propaganda. After all, despite being largely a different entity, they bear the name of a flag carrier founded by the Third Reich. They had an easy out of this. They could have stuck with their initial name, Luftag. They could even have taken the name and branding of Interflug, the East German flag carrier, but better to be founded by the actual Third Reich than by the Communists, from their perspective. It's probably better to lean as far away from what they were made to be as possible. And from their point of view to be as corporate as possible is actually probably a reflection of what there is to love about Germany, given that this is their background. I find that incredibly sad. If I were German, this would make me furious. There is so much more to Germany than anything Lufthansa has ever been. It is insulting not just to my eyes but to the idea that it is meant to be part of German identity.

Meanwhile, Icelandair's inspiration is Iceland: the natural features which make their country worth visiting. They are aware of this - they actually used the Hekla Aurora livery to promote the fact that they offered free week-long stopovers in Iceland. Their website explicitly lays, interspersed with images of aurora over snowy mountainous landscapes which seem to stretch on forever, that this is what Iceland has to offer.

And since we spend so much time in the sky, we drew inspiration from what we see in front of us, and what we see in our country from above. [...] By extending our color palette, we have a chance to bring the vibrant Icelandic spirit to the world, and to show the world the diversity of our people: The Icelandic spirit is available to anyone and everyone who wants to share in it.

At the end of the day, flag carriers are a form of propaganda. That word normally has a very nasty connotation, but it doesn't have to be things like war crime coverups and attempts to quell rebellion. In this case, it can be an encouragement for Icelandic people to be proud of something about their country as well as an attempt to drum up tourism. Is it still a calculated attempt to sell you something? Sure. But it's an attempt to sell something Icelandic people are proud of, because they live somewhere with beautiful features that don't exist anywhere else. I really want to visit Iceland, and have for years, for the exact reasons outlined in Icelandair's material about their new livery.

And does this livery actually overtly communicate these things? No, not really. I think it's something you can see when you have it explained to you but wouldn't notice at a glance. But the fact that this was considered at all, much like condor's justification for their flying striped nightmares, keeps me from feeling the same sort of disgust I do for liveries like Lufthansa's.

So, Icelandair could do a lot better. But they're doing a lot better than they ever have before. And they have succeeded, fundamentally, at being Icelandair.

I leave them with a final grade of C.

It could be better. Far better. But they're at least using the right equation to get the wrong answer. If they ever get the courage to design something which doesn't follow the dominant trends in whatever the decade's particular flavour of Eurowhite is as if it's copied from a template, I think Icelandair could come up with something really great, and I hope I live long enough to see it.

And, as a final note on their commitment to their national identity, I will be discussing their three non-crossover special liveries: Þingvellir, Vatnajökull, and this blog's first twice-requested livery, Hekla Aurora. But they will get their own post, because this one is already preposterously long, so get ready to see a lot more Iceland very very soon.

(...I really want to visit Iceland.)

#tarmac fashion week #grade: c #grade: d #era: 1990s #era: 2000s #era: 2010s #era: 2020s #region: northern europe #region: iceland #icelandair #lufthansa #jellybeans #flag carriers #long haul #double sunrise #lufthansa line #deltalike

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