#lots of lemons

[historicfailure]

After the end of the Fourth Shinobi World War, Obito is under house arrest. Bored out of his mind, he tends to watch the street below his flat, and the flats right across the street. One particular flat is of special interest to him, so when he accidentally watches the inhabitant enjoying a private moment, he can't help but continue to watch. 

~ X ~

Heya ^^ Sorry for the long silence on my end, I had to get some shit together. But I'm more than happy to present you this little something which I wanted to create for this year's @obito-week​. Hopefully, you will like this fic! :D

Prompt: Always watching.

(If you squint: Kink and Any AU, too)

~ X ~

House arrest. Obito hadn’t been under house arrest since he left the house of his grandmother so many years ago, but staying inside his own four walls for the time being was definitely a kinder punishment than being sent into the Blood Prison. 

Where he should be. For, you know, starting the Fourth Shinobi World War, impersonating Madara Uchiha and threatening the five Kage, for committing war crimes over and over… There were so many reasons to put him behind bars, but somehow, knowing the right people for once paid off. That his friendship with Kakashi would one day save his ass… Obito never would have guessed that one was coming. 

Or maybe it was just the logical conclusion to the very disappointing life he led so far. So, being a criminal detained in a cozy flat with all the accommodations he could wish for with the illusion of freedom right on his fingertips couldn’t be that bad.

But it was bad.

“I’m so fucking bored.” His voice echoed in the between the bare walls of the flat he was now forced to inhabit. Since a few months now, he sat tight, and slowly he would have given everything to not be contained anymore. There were only so many books he could read, so many games of Solo-chess he could play, so many forced visits of Kakashi and Naruto he could bear. Sure, he could jerk off all day without anyone bothering him, but after some time, even walking around with his dick in his hand lost its charm.

Now, Obito confined himself to the couch of the small flat, listening to the murmur of the busy people outside and simply waited. Waited for the night to fall, as then, the only light of his boring life would start to shine. 

The flat, stacked with the barest of furniture - a bed, a couch, one shelf to store all the books in Kakashi hauled over, as well as a small kitchen which had never been used except for that one time Obito tried to cook some noodles and nearly burned the entire complex down - was situated surprisingly close to the center of the newly built Konoha. The only thing which caught Obito’s interest nowadays was looking out of the window and onto the bustling street. Seeing the people interact with each other, while he was always looking through the glass, had become the only escape he had. 

During the day, there were construction workers working on the houses, families laughing and talking, children running up and down the street, and food merchants cooking and selling their food. In the evening, the buzz died down as people returned into their homes. For Obito, though, the real fun only started when the moon rose in the sky.

In the evening, the windows across the street lit up and allowed him to look into the lives of other people. Most of them didn’t bother pulling any curtains close. Why would they? Like Obito, they all lived on the second level and no one was so bored and out of their mind to try and spy on the people of Konoha. 

Except for him, of course.

And there was this one window. One window leading inside one flat, right across his own bedroom window. One window which could sweep all his boredom away and make him forget about the looming sword hanging above his head, waiting to drop at any second. 

A woman lived behind that window. She worked during the daytime, of course, and returned just when the first stars started to blink in the night sky. 

Obito knew her routine by heart now. The stranger would walk into her home, blissfully unaware of the eyes which followed her through her own windows, and lose almost every article of clothing she wore. Then, still mostly naked, she went to her fridge to grab a drink. One long, good sip from a bit of the alcohol, then she would slowly dress herself in more relaxed clothing, fitting to lounge around in. 

Honestly, he loved watching her, no matter what she did. In stark contrast to him, she never seemed to be bored. Always somehow moving around her flat, either cleaning, cooking, or dancing. And, to be perfectly honest, seeing someone be so comfortable in their own body they could just stroll around their own home in a completely undressed state without the need to cover themselves up. Obito certainly didn’t know that feeling. As he touched warily the mangled scars covering the entire right side of his body, fingertips sliding over his arm like an afterthought, he tried to think of a time he appreciated his own body similarly as his neighbor. 

Probably never, really. There was a reason why he had never looked in a mirror all those years. Plus, this flat also didn’t have a mirror. 

With a low sigh, Obito pushed himself up from the couch. Maybe, if he was lucky, there was indeed something interesting happening down on the streets. Hopefully. Because if not, he might have to go rogue again, just to experience some excitement. 

In his loose t-shirt, long pants and barefoot, he rolled himself off the couch. With a grunt and cracking joints, the man paused for a moment, before straightening himself properly out, before slowly making his way over to the window. As he pulled the shades aside, he wondered what he would see today, his mind idly wandering off. 

Mhm, maybe if the three rowdies from yesterday come through again… school should be out, so that is a chance.

They made quite a spectacle, toppling over that one stand and throwing soup everywhere. 

Thank god, no one was hurt.

Routinely, he scanned the street. First to the right, then the middle of the street right below his window, then to the left. Nothing interesting to see there, but that could change at any given moment. When he reached the corner of the street, the scarred cheek of his pressed against the cool glass, his eyes wandered up. The windows were next, all of them blinking in the strong sunlight of a spring noon. Right back to where he started, just a few levels higher, and this time, Obito took his time. Even though his eyesight was better than most, he still needed a few seconds to peer into a stranger’s life, parted by several meters and at least two glass window panels in between. 

But he didn’t even get back to the point where he started. Almost in passing, he scanned his Favorite Window, the one where the free-spirited, almost naked lady lived. He didn’t expect anyone to be there, just another empty window with the familiar background of her slightly messy apartment showing through. So, his eyes flew right past her window, only to do a double-take. And oh, what a sight it was. 

He couldn’t see every detail, of course. But that wasn’t necessary. Perfectly situated in an armchair, one leg thrown over the armrest, the other steadied on the ground with just the tip-toes. Her head was thrown back, writhing against the rough fabric of the chair, while one of her hands was haphazardly pressed against her neck. Like she was missing something, imitating something. The touch of a lover, probably. 

How did Obito come to that conclusion? Well, the other hand was busy feeding a massive something into her open, naked pussy. Because of course, the woman was naked. It was phallic by nature, and Obito’s breath hitched when he witnessed how her own chest heaved as the entirety of the thing was inside of her.

At the sight, his dick roared to life. Again, how could it not? As he freed his quickly growing dick out of his pants, his eyes never left the glorious sight in front of him. Fuck, his day just a lot more interesting. The first stroke was sweet relief, the second agonizing torture, as his eyes followed each and every single movement of the strange, free, beautiful woman across the street. 

He couldn’t move away anymore, just watch how the stranger continued to pleasure herself. Everything he saw of her mesmerized him: the way her lips parted as she let out an unheard moan, her arching back from an impossibly mean twist of her hand, a single drop of sweat rolling down her neck and vanishing in the valley between her tits. Fuck, this was so fucking hot. 

Obito always liked watching people. Though he hadn’t tried out watching another person pleasuring themselves, he found himself enthralled by the experience. She was completely unaware he was there, too, at this moment she took it for herself to enjoy herself. He was an unwanted guest, and the forbidden thrill of it all made his cock even harder. Another pump of his hand, another long second, in which Obito watched. Eyes glued to the person a few meters across from him, and yet so far apart that he never would be able to touch her. Heart beating hard in his chest, he paused, let his eyes flutter shut, only to groan from the bottom of his soul. 

Taste her. Hear her. Feel her. 

He was always watching her, whenever she was home. It felt like he knew that strange woman, or at least, the most miniscule, unimportant details. When she would clean her flat, what kind of book she read at the moment, how she looked when she was stressed out by her work. Maybe he even harbored a tiny little crush on that woman. However, all those things faded into the background as he stood there, hard cock in his hand and slowly stroking himself while watching her being unaware of intruding into her private moment.

With his heart racing and knees growing weak, he placed one of his hands against the wall, while relishing in the pleasure rolling down his back in powerful waves. Quickly, he spat into his other hand, before closing his fingers around the cock again, too desperate to walk back to the couch, where the more convenient lube sat on the table. That would have meant looking away from his neighbor, and Obito couldn’t afford that. No, he wanted to experience every single precious second, for as long as it would last. 

She was still there, with closed eyes and her mouth agape. He fucking wished to be able to hear her breathless moans, but the sight alone had to do. Another slow stroke, the spit in his hand soothing the chafing of his dry hand a little bit. 

The neighbor writhed on her chair, her hips bucking up. Her hand holding the fake cock inside of her twitched, her legs spreading even more. Like she wanted to be seen, like she lived off the thrill of potentially being watched. Like she needed-!

Her head suddenly jerked upwards, her eyes flying open. Too dazed to react in time, he froze up as her eyes clearly looked right at him.

Fuck. Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck! 

Still frozen in his place, he couldn’t do anything but hope. For what? He had no idea for what he hoped for. Any fraction of mercy, at this point.

What’s the punishment for spying on someone masturbating? 

This is the straw which breaks the camel’s back. 

Obito Uchiha, feared war criminal and responsible for the fourth Shinobi War. Thrown into the Blood Prison because he spied on a neighbor in the middle of her alone time. 

Still, he couldn’t move. Every moment, he expected for the woman to jump up, pull the curtains close, and for Anbus to storm his flat and throw him into the next best cell. 

Seconds ticked by, and nothing of that sort happened. They just continued to stare at each other across the street, through the glass, fully aware of what the other one was doing. Obito with his dick in head and face flushed from being discovered, and the neighbor still draped all over the armchair.

Then, she smiled.

Obito’s mind was swirling as he tried to comprehend what was happening. The smile threw him for a loop, confusion overtaking the lust and crave for some human warmth. Only very slowly, understanding filtered through the dense fog inside his brain. 

She knows.

She… knew? Knew I was watching her?

And she decided to put on a show just for… me?

There was no way she truly knew who or what he was. She merely knew he liked to watch, nothing else and nothing more. Thankfully. Obito doubted she would put on such a show for him if she knew what he had done, how much blood was on his hands. Hell, if she knew he had his hands in the plans to destroy Konoha alongside Pain, then the curtains on her side would always be firmly closed. 

But she didn’t. Instead, Obito’s eyes followed hungrily as the woman positioned herself again comfortably in her armchair, one of her legs still hooked over the armrest and exposing her most intimate parts to him, now fully aware that this was only for him.

Fuck, that knowledge got him even harder. Breathing hard, he gripped his cock tighter. He wished he could show her how much this little kind gesture meant to him. 

As the woman across the street continued, with her eyes fluttering close and mouth agape, Obito leaned his forehead against the window to peer even more closely. His hand sped up, now aided by more of his own pre-cum. Pleasure rolled down his spine, little spikes of blistering emotion. Such a change to the usual monotony of his day. His thumb circled the head of his dick, relishing in the strong wave of need and the short impulse of buckling knees, but he kept upright. Because of her.

Obito couldn’t look away from her. Like a dog fixating on a delicious steak just out of reach. Seeing her like this was enough, had to be enough. Again, he sped up, the pleasure mixing with a hint of pain, but he was close already. So fucking close he could taste it.

The peak hit Obito so hard he saw stars. With a low grunt, all the muscles in his body seemed to tense up, only to relax in the second right after. Warm cum spurted out, some ribbons even hitting the glass of the window, before more cum dribbled over his fingers. 

With his forehead still pressed against the window, Obito watched through bleary eyes how the woman did. He came so quickly, overwhelmed by the stimulating sight of her, but continuing to watch her without the urgency to touch himself was just as good. 

She was still going. Her body writhed on the armchair, back arching and muscles beneath sweaty skin glistening, to the point Obito felt himself growing harder once more. Biting his lips, he started to slowly stroke himself, hissing weakly at the sensitivity of his cock. This one, he would relish in. 

But she was obviously close, as well. Even though his experience with sex was limited, he could read the signs: her flushed face, the obviously heightened rate of her breathing, the urgency at which she pushed and pulled the fake dick into her. One of her legs twitched violently, making her entire body move. The hand not busy pleasuring herself flicked one of her nipples, causing her to bite her lips. 

He knew when she came. It was hard to miss, with her entire body going as taut as a bowstring, only to fall back into the armchair. Her hands continued to move still, flicking her clit and nipple as her form relaxed more and more. Obito watched how she melted into the cushions, with her eyes closed and a little, satisfied smile on her lips.

Fuck, if he wasn’t under house arrest, he would love to go over there and go talk to her. Touch her. Hell, if he was a braver man, he would go over there, knock at her door and ask to watch a repeat performance up to close.

But he wasn’t, and he couldn’t. Like this, he jerked his dick once, twice and felt a new, weaker wave of cum spill over his already soiled fingers and onto his hastily pushed aside underwear. 

Obito had given up on brightening his boring life under house arrest, just wasting away his days on the sofa and watching the streets below. Maybe, with such a… welcoming neighbor across the street, his life would be a lot more interesting from now on.

#obito week 2023 #obito week #obito-week-2023 #Obito #uchiha obito #obito uchiha #prompt: always watching #obito x stranger #historicfailure #freakypseudwriter #also on ao3 #lemon #lots of lemons

[bluedesignwall]

So you guys were wondering what I did with all the lemons. Well I took them inside and gave them a scrub. I put them back in the tub and took them to work with me today. I messaged my colleagues that I had free lemons. By morning tea there were only four left. I'll take another tub later in the week.

#update on the lemons #lots of lemons #garden #gardeners on tumblr #eat what you grow #share what you grow

[toms-topic]

Things you didn't know ab me:

1. I am not the sunshine

2. I am a willing victim of a cannibal

3. I'm half human and half machine

4. I'm Lance Armstrong (you're the necromancer tho)

5. I'm the Ruler of Everything

6. I'm the only one on your AM Radio

7. I am not the moon at night

8. I got shamed for claiming friends from either perspective of &

9. I won't hurt you unless you cheat

10. My friends are saying I have a undiagnosed mental illness

That one isn't a song reference they think i need a psychiatrist.

11. I'm no one if I'm nowhere in between

#will wood #will wood and the tapeworms #wwattw #tally hall #marvin's marvelous mechanical museum #good and evil #lemon demon #cabinet man #touch tone telephone #ruler of everything #tally hall cannibal #Cannibal tally hall #6up 5oh #dr sunshine is dead #everything is a lot #self ish #spirit phone

[capnkerfufflez]

snuck mr Neil Cicierega into a class assignment

#i live oh shit for how long #gonna try to catch up on postin older art #lots of school assignments mainly tbh #lemon demon #neil cicierega #google doodle #google #spirit phone

[scourge-sympathiser]

SCOURGE SUNDAY 015/???

a mask of my own face. id wear tht

#scourge wc #warriors #warrior cats #scourge warriors #wc scourge #scourge #scourge warrior cats #bloodclan #scourge sunday #i will be honest i am saving this in my draftz at 2am aftr franticly finishing it so uhhh he got a bit rushed at the end. rip #the mask waz gonna be a lot more like. halloween originally n thn the sktch just kinda started going towardz rubber doll n i accepted this #it did come abt bcuz the lemon demon song is in my scourge playlist lol not sure why but im like no this is a scourge song actually #im right i think #ok im actually so fucking tired i actually work in the morning tomorrow so uhhhh yeah see u. later. #whn im actually at work n posting this from my draftz lmfaoo

[factual-fantasy]

So I was kind’a gloomy last night and my buddies were all like “Hey! Let’s draw some horror stuff! :D” So we did XD

Please take these as-spooky-as-I-could-make-them drawings and try not to have nightmares! Also don’t dwell on the FNAF ones to much, most of em aren’t canon to my AU :/

#fnaf security breach #foxy the pirate fox #bonnie the bunny #dj music man #daycare attendant #glamrock freddy #pinky pie #friday night funkin #lemon demon #ralsei #tw horror #tw body horror #tw disturbing imagery #tw eyes #wow that's a lot of tags-

[jezyan]

just heiji planning little dates without realizing :’)

#dcmk #detective conan #case closed #hattori heiji #heishin #art!! #a little lemon yellow hue for today 🤲💛 #been doing a lot more casual doodles these days it seems #this tiny page was rlly fun :]]]

[mokuba]

#my only print for anime boston this year so come n get her #lemon art #sephiroth #ff7 #final fantasy vii #final fantasy 7 #did some new rendering techniques for this (over painting/color glazing) and it saved a lot of time actually #bless up #rebirth pt2 is my after con reward n i look forward to seeing my terrible wife : )

[soft5ku11]

Someone suggested sumo Guzma, so I just had to ;P

He doesn't remember (or care) much about what Alolan Sumo actually is - he's just using it as an excuse to literally throw his weight around. He kinda just treats it like a regular ass street fight and plays a little too dirty. He's WINGING it, ok?

(version without the belt tassels under the cut cos it hides so much thigh that would be cruel to miss out on after i spent ages drawing it)

#my art #fat art #weight gain #weight gain art #gzm tag #male weight gain art #chubby guzma #guzma weight gain #sumo wrestler guzma #i might post a few more of these #probably sketches tho lol #i had another sketch thats good enough to escape the vault and I wanna do some more w this concept before my brain goes full squeezed lemon #fat guzma #thank you to everyone who gave me any advice while drawing this it means a lot more than you know :) #aaghhhh god i love him so much #sHIT dude.

[poirott]

Agatha Christie's Poirot costumes [8/?] ↳ Miss Felicity Lemon's green outfit in 3x02 "How Does Your Garden Grow"

"There have been a lot of comments about the wonderful frocks I got to wear. We had a lot of very good costume supervisors and costume designers. Barbara Kronig was one of the original ones. She worked with the late Sheila Buckland who had an incredible store of vintage frocks, most of which I wore in the series. Sheila was very pleased with me because when the frocks were returned she always used to say she couldn't tell it had been worn. Because I really take care of costume, I'm very particular about that. Sheila was meticulous to a degree, she really was, and I've got the most wonderful shoes to wear as well. The production values were extremely high [on the series]." -- Pauline Moran on the costumes she wore as Miss Lemon, Fantom interview, May 2020

#poirot #hercule poirot #agatha christie #perioddramaedit #tvedit #tvandfilm #userbbelcher #poirotedit #*edit #poirot costumes #poirot 3x02: how does your garden grow #probably my fave miss lemon outfit <3<3 #the pastel green color is beautiful #goes perfectly with her beloved green ring #miss lemon shares a lot of interests #with pauline moran #including dressmaking! #miss lemon makes her own clothes <3 #5th gif shows her handbag has #a strap in the back #to hold her gloves! so neat! :)

[historicfailure]

Hi I wonder if Yamato is having a wet dream while he and his wife were sleep together and his wife saw his member start horny, will she want to suck it out while he is sleep? I’m so thirsty for that. Nsfw.

Sorry for taking so long! I hope you're still around and can enjoy those headcanons ^^

Yamato getting sucked off in his sleep by his wife:

It’s not often that Yamato is at home and is able to sleep with you in the same bed. That’s why you cherish those times even more so. 

Waking up earlier as him is just as rare, and those two coincidences falling together is like meeting a unicorn: almost impossible.

But this morning, you indeed manage to wake up before your husband, who only sleeps in a pair of loose boxers, like always. 

Blinking the sleep out of your eyes, you watch him for a bit.

Yamato favors sleeping on his back, one arm over his stomach, the other stretched out and dangling over the side of the bed.

It’s cute, and you’re about to cuddle up against his side to sleep some more when you spot… it.

The blanket tents just where his dick must be. At the sight, lust washes over you. Maybe, a little bit of morning sex would be just right.

But waking him up? No, the wicked idea crossing your mind is way better. The only question is: can you pull away the blanket to get to the source and execute your plan?

Ever so carefully, your hands sneak beneath the rim of the blanket. You pause when a grunt escapes Yamato, only to relax when he just wiggles a bit closer to you.

You manage to raise the blanket just enough to slip beneath. The scent of his body and sweat greets you, all intense and filling your lungs to every last crevice. 

And there it is: your price. His dick stands at half-mast, all thick and groomed and delicious-looking. Your mouth waters just thinking about your next step.

Still careful and inching closer, you lower your head over his crotch. Overnight, his smell gets stronger, deeper, and almost rich. For a moment, you just watch the dick, which weakly twitches under your eyes. Then, you reach out, and your hand closes around the base of Yamato’s dick.

Hot, heavy and well-groomed. That’s your Yamato. Always well taken care off, shaved and clean. Lost in your admiration, your fingertips scratch over the thick vein at the underside of his dick. He twitches in his sleep, mumbling something under his breath.

You have to act quickly now. Soon, he will wake up. Smiling to yourself, you open your mouth and take the head of his dick between your lips. Only the very crown, then your mouth has to stretch a bit for his width. 

Slowly, but surely, you take the tip in. For a moment, you let him rest on your tongue, the musk overwhelming your senses. Then, you go deeper, breathing deeply through your nose and stopping now and then.

Yamato is too thick to take into your mouth in one go. It takes some time, and you still struggle because it has been some time since you gave him a blowjob. But you want to surprise and please him (and most importantly: you want to see him come undone).

When his hand comes to grab the back of your head, you’re grateful and let out a long, guttural moan. Finally. Yamato woke up.

A wet, hot pussy. Just for him. Soft, warm skin. Always happy to be touched. You, with open arms and naked, your smile promising so many pleasures Yamato doesn’t know what to do first. He wants to gently hold and kiss you, he wants to suck small love bites into your skin, he wants to slide between your legs and rut into you until both of you can’t go on any longer. The lust inside him burns brightly, making him restless and anxious for the moment he is waiting for. His heart is pounding like crazy. Fuck, his dick is definitely reacting to the view, naked, willing and smiling full of love at him. 

Then, suddenly, right before he can touch you, his dick twitches. Yamato looks down and sees another version of you, with your lips around his dick. Hot and wet, burning him to the very core, so much so a mighty tremble goes through his entire body. He can feel your tongue lapping away, following the vein on the underside of his dick he can only feel with his fingers. His toes curl up, and Yamato has to control himself to not just fuck into your mouth. 

He knows how hard it is to take his dick down your throat. You’re always way too happy to oblige, but seeing you choke and sputter while he gains nothing but pleasure from your work doesn’t sit right with him. So, he reaches out, his hand hitting a blanket, then your hair and neck. His fingers lightly cup your head, which is answered with a long, delicious hum. The hum vibrates through your throat and his dick. So good. So nice. The next surge through his blood wakes him up.

His grip on the back of your head is light, but commanding. A shudder wanders down your spine, while molten heat runs through your veins and gathers in your middle. Fuck, you want him. Want him inside you, but first, you will taste him.

Just when your lips close around the base of his dick, the fingers around your head tighten.

“What… That feels… Fuuuck, don’t stop…”

His sleepy voice pleading for you to go on was music to your ears. The fingers in the back of your neck tightened, subconsciously pulling you closer and more onto his dick. 

He was so thick that for a moment, you choked. A few deep breaths through your nose, and you relaxed, with his dick deep down your throat and your nose nestled in his pelvis. 

Yamato sluggishly rolls his hips into your mouth. Not outright fucking your throat, but the promise of it lies on the horizon. Humming again, you crawl more over his lower body, so you can shore yourself on his thick thighs. Your fingers dig into his muscles, which he answers with a low grunt.

“I can’t hold on much longer.” His thighs faintly tremble beneath your touch. “Fuck… I love you.”

Coming up leaves your mouth and throat painfully empty. But you have to, because with your mouth full, you can’t tease him properly. 

“What can I say? You’re looking like such a snack all the time, I couldn’t help but devour you.” A teasing kiss to the weeping tip of his dick, which jumps at the tender touch. “And go on. Fuck my mouth.”

While you talk, you gently caress his dick. The thin layer of your own spittle doesn’t last long, so you go slow and careful. Your thumb, index and middle finger meet just barely as you rub soothing strokes to the base, the knuckles of the other fingers tease the curve of his balls.

One last teasing grin into his sleepy, half-lidded eyes, then you go back to deepthroat him. This time, it’s easier going down, and when you encourage him to grip your head tighter, the wetness between your legs is proof of how much you love the situation you’re in.

“This…” His fingers thread into your hair, gentle caress and warning at the same time. “This is the best morning I had in a while.”

Yamato fucks in short jabs to get you accustomed to his strength. Then, his strokes grow longer, harder, a bit more painful to your throat. His breaths become heavier, almost desperate, and the grip on your head would bruise if he wouldn’t relax his hands from time to time. 

It’s so hot to feel him lose himself in your mouth. Only a few whimpers and chokes escape you, the rest is muffled by either his dick or his pelvis smothering your face.

Only when his entire body tenses up beneath your hands, you know he is close. So, you continue to suck, hollow your cheeks, with your tongue lapping away at his twitching dick, and wait for him to reach his peak.

And what a peak it is. Yamato’s entire body seizes up, his hands pulling you deep down onto his dick, making subconsciously sure that you would swallow every single drop of his burning hot seed. 

You can feel every drop running down your throat, filling your mouth and nearly overflowing, but as dutifully as you can, you swallow everything he gives you. 

The only things in the room loud enough to overcome your heart beat are his labored breath and the wet pop as you finish him off with a last, gratifying ‘pop’ of your mouth when you pull back from him.

“I definitely should surprise you more like that in the morning.”

Needless to say, Yamato returns the favor by eating you out until your legs shake and the next time you are there to witness some morning wood of his, you will definitely try again to suck him off.

#yamato #yamato tenzou #yamato x y/n #yamato x you #captain yamato #yamato headcanons #yamato scenario #tenzo x you #tenzo #tenzou #tenzo headcanon #tenzo scenario #naruto fandom #naruto fanfic #naruto fanfiction #lots of lemons #lemon scale #anon request #request #naruto scenarios #naruto headcanons #historicfailure #freakypseudwriter

[choccymilllk]

more silly iamges i drew the pigg on :DD 💥💥

((they were given to me by @the-king-of-lemons 👍👍but tumblr did smthng and now the ask is gone woopsie👎👎👎))((thanv u for these btw they are so!!! 🐖🐖yeah)

original images under cut

there was another one but I lost it.. ú--ù,,,

#art !! #mcyt fanart !! #technoblade #or like doodle more like #thabk u king of lemons ur so cool btw i adore ur bloga lot lot #hehe silly pog images i love drawing these a lot #tumblr ate my first post about fhis rho so hopefully it doesnt happen again✊✊✊

[paper-starz]

Hi hi hi! So, quick question, what's your opinion on The Amazing Digital Circus? It's been trending and I wonder what's your opinion on it. Also, your amazing!!!! (And if you do like it, who's your favorite character???)

OH I LOVE TADC! Its a VERY interesting show! As for my favorites, i absolutely ADORE KINGER AND CAINE!

Kinger because... well, look at him

silly lil guy energy right there!

As for Caine, he is MUCH more gentler and sweeter than he seems. A lot more interesting then the regular "sentient AI that wants to torture humanity"

He seems like he does genuinely care, but he has no idea how humans work.

also, a cool thing my beloved mutual @ch3rie-pop figured out! (<-go check out her lovely art too!)

Cherie said that Caine doesnt have the ability to watch over everyone (since Pomni DID find herself in the VOID) and only says these kinds of stuff just to discourage everyone from doing stuff that they obviously shouldn't!

ALSO HE DOES CARE SOMEWHAT! look how considerate he is of Zooble's feelings

AND YOU ARE AMAZING TOO @lemoncoffee-or-bored!!!

#the amazing digital circus #tadc caine #tadc kinger #answered asks #lemon its always a pleasure seeing you! #but yeah Kinger is so silly #and Caine is a LOT more interesting than he seems #I also dont get the Jax hype either #....Hes not all that interesting to me... #OH NO #WHY DO I HEAR BOSS MUSIC??? #AAAAAAAAAAA #THE JAX FANS #THEY ARE COMING FOR ME #OH NOOOOOOOOOOO

[lemon-wedges]

Lunch in February 

#ryu has been reading shrimp facts for the past 2 hours while zieks rows them around the estate lake #tgaa #ace attorney #barok van zieks #ryunosuke naruhodo #baroryuu #the art of a lemon wedge #WHEW #I GOTTA GO SKETCH SOME HMMK NOW #but im really happy with how this came out #been trying to figure out how to paint characters that FEEL like they have a lot of detail without loosing it overpainting #and i found the answer to be #squiggles

[chevaliermalfets]

My Fair Lady (1964) // 30 Rock (2006)

#my fair lady #30 rock #eliza doolittle #henry higgins #liz lemon #jack donaghy #audrey hepburn #rex harrison #tina fey #alec baldwin #i have a LOT to say about this but it's past my bedtime so just have this #i could make a bajillion more comparisons between them btw there's so much that this gifset doesn't even touch on #specifically when the mentor is like 'psssh I can get on fine without her' and then is on the verge of tears five minutes later #going 'WHERE'S MY LITTLE BUDDY' #'i need her here doing her dumb but endearing things in order for me to function as a human being' #musicals #ray.gif #parallels #another addition to the gifsets designed specifically for me collection

[plistommy]

How about a s2 AU where Billy catches Steve and Tommy hate fucking and is all 'oh?👀 Let me in on the fun' and it turns into everyone competing to hold out as long as possible that leaves everyone fucked out and making out while covered in come😌💕

Billy was about to lose his fucking shit.

He was going to be late soon.

Not because of Max this time, no. The brat had gone to the arcade straight from school because Billy had extra practice for their upcoming game and she didn’t want to wait around which, great, he didn’t give a shit.

A drive by himself sounded great without her scowling on the passenger seat.

But then, he had fucked it up and forgot his fucking car keys to his locker which, who the hell even does that, and now he had to walk back to the locker rooms without a smoke because his cigarettes where inside his car.

The hallways were already empty as his heavy boots echoed with every step and he was pretty sure all the guys from the team had left since it was friday.

Some didn’t even stay to take a shower, too eager to go home from this shitty place.

Billy couldn’t agree more even though another hell was waiting for him at home.

He pushed the heavy doors open and got to the locker rooms. And like he thought, no one was around.

His locker was the furthest away, but he got there with a few long steps and opened the locker with a bang.

The keys sparkled like they were mocking at him and Billy didn’t think he had never thought about wanting to destroy a piece of steel this badly.

”Fucker.” He murmured and snatched the keys.

He turned around and started to walk away, but that’s when he heard something from the showers.

A groan.

And that sparked his interest immediately.

He walked next to the door, feeling the hot steam coming from under it. It hadn’t been that long since everyone left, but he could hear the water still running and the sounds of something smacking over and over again.

It just irked Billy more to touch the handle and…

Crack the door open.

”Ah, fuck, fuck! Harder, Tommyyy!”

”Shut your fucking mouth, bitch!” Tommy groaned.

Billy peeked his head fully inside and that’s when he saw them. And especially him.

Steve Harrington.

Steve fucking Harrington moaning with his mouth open like a whore and head thrown back as Hagan was fucking him from behind, making him arch his back as he keened.

Fucking keened.

”Shit..” Billy groaned as he felt heat pooling in his gut.

Steve was clearly trying his best to keep hold of the metal poll, almost hugging it as his legs were shaking by how rougly he was fucked. Billy could see the floor was also slippery, the water and dropped soap - which would be funny to Billy right now if it weren’t for the situation - weren’t mixing together well.

Hagan had his hands on Steve’s waist and a mouth on his neck as he spat insults at the other.

”You’re such a pathetic, slut, aren’t you, Steve?” Tommy said, half groaning as he thrusted into Steve.

Steve wasn’t answering at first, only whining with his eyes closed and it seems Tommy wasn’t going to have that as he wrapped a hand around that pale neck.

Billy had no idea the short guy had that much power in him. Power to put down the ’King Steve’ like this.

It made something deep inside him purr and he couldn’t help but to grin.

”Aren’t you?!” Hagan yelled and Steve cried.

”Y-yes yes I’m a.. a slut!”

Even if Steve was sobbing, Billy could see he enjoyed this shit. Enjoyed to be called names and thrown around, used like a toy.

Billy wanted to destroy him.

He fully opened the door, having no shame as he walked inside the showers and let out a low whistle at the two.

Tommy’s head snapped at him first, that face red and full with freckles as he took in Billy, brown eyes going a little huge. He slowed down his thrusts which made Steve whine and look up to Tommy, but catching Billy’s eyes before his.

Steve froze and the breath he let out made Billy grin even wider.

”Don’t stop on my account. I was really enjoying the show.” He murmured and the two boys looked a little panicked.

”Hargrove…” Tommy was warning him while moving his arms a little protectively around Steve. Which, Cute.

Hagan clearly still had a soft spot for Harrington.

Billy took a step forward, floor wet and warm under his feet. He hadn’t even realized he had taken off his boots.

When Tommy was about to speak up again, Billy shushed him ”Can I join?”

A beat.

”Huh- What?” That was Steve now, still looking fucked up as he was catching his breath under Tommy.

Billy turned his gaze slowly on him and couldn’t help but to see how the brunette's dick kicked in interest between his legs as Billy slowly looked him up and down.

”I wanna fuck you.” He said, directly at Steve and it made both of the boys gasp.

”Billy—”

”You heard me, Tommy. Let me in on the fun.” He smirked and Tommy bit his bottom lip, giving Steve a glance.

”Or do you not wanna share your little slut?”

Billy could see the way Steve’s body twitched at that and how he tightened around the other’s cock because it made Tommy moan.

”Ah, fuck.” Tommy cursed ”You really want this?”

”Dead serious, Hagan.”

They stared at each other for a while before Steve whined and made them both turn their gazes on him.

”Please…” Steve looked up at them, hair wet and clinging to his forehead as the water ran down his body.

That’s all it took for Tommy and soon he was thrusting into the other again, setting up a rough pace.

Billy slowly opened his belt and slid his zipper down, taking his thick and hard cock from where it had been trapped inside his jeans.

He grinned when both of them moaned at the sight of it.

”Gonna fuck him first.” Tommy got out, not taking his eyes off of Billy’s dick and it made Billy chuckle.

He liked how possessive Tommy was of Steve even if the guy swore he ’hated’ him.

”Hmm.” Billy hummed and moved closer to them.

He wrapped his hand around Steve’s dick which had been left unnoticed and gave it a couple of rough squeezes that made the boy cry out.

”Doing good, pretty boy.”

Steve looked at him and turned more redder than he was.

He gave his cock a small jerk before removing his hand, leaving Steve whining at the loss.

”Not yet.” Was all Billy said before moving behind Tommy.

He wasn’t even giving a shit at this point that his clothes were getting wet. He still had his gym clothes after all.

”Look at him, what a slut.” Billy purred and it made Tommy moan ”Can’t get enough of your dick, huh?”

”Yeah… always fucking begging for it.” Tommy surprisingly got out even with Billy’s hard chest against his back.

Billy laughed and moved his hands to Tommy hips, helping him move and fuck Steve more faster.

He couldn’t keep his eyes away from where the other two were connected. How Steve’s fat ass was sucking Tommy’s dick inside.

Billy wondered how long they had been doing this. How long Steve had been taking Tommy’s cock like this. After they ended their friendship or… before?

They were childhood friends. That he knew. Tommy couldn’t stop talking about Steve. About how he thought he was a ’good guy’ but then left his best friend for some pussy just like that.

Seems like he hadn’t, after all.

”Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Tommy suddenly groaned and that’s when he stilled inside Steve, coming inside the other’s tight heat.

Steve let out a satisfied moan and clenched around Tommy.

”Fucking bitch.” Tommy cursed and pulled out, cock shiny with cum. He took a step back to give Billy some space.

”Go on, take your turn. The bitch loves when he’s full.”

Billy grinned at him and slowly moved behind Steve’s body ”Yeah? Fuck him a lot like this?”

He loved the way Tommy’s spent dick kicked and how the freckled boy had to calm his breathing.

”Wouldn’t you like to know.”

And, okay. Billy liked that. He hadn’t really seen this side of Tommy and he really liked it. He thought he was just a prick trying to hate on his old friend and get a new ’King’ to be by his side because he was too miserable, but no.

Billy spat on his dick, giving it a few squeezes. He moved his hands down to Steve’s ass and slowly pulled his ass cheeks apart to see that perfect hole.

”Fuck, Harrington… look at you.” Billy couldn’t help himself as he pushed two of his fingers in and felt how wet and warm his hole was.

Steve whined under him as he tried to push his ass closer.

He really was a fucking slut.

Billy removed his fingers and spread Tommy’s cum on his cock before lining up and pushing in. And holy fucking shit. Billy never thought he’d be able to know what heaven felt like. But this was it.

Steve let out a long moan under him as he was filled with cock, a thick one and couldn’t help how pre cum leaked from his untouched dick.

”Oh my god, so big, Billy, please— Please!” Steve cried out and Tommy put a hand on top of his mouth.

”Keep it down and take it like a good boy.”

Billy groaned at Tommy’s words as he was bottoming inside Steve’s tight heat, his hips flushed with the other’s round and red ass. He moved his hands to rest on Steve’s waist, giving him a little squeeze before pulling out and fucking right back in.

Tommy grinned next to them as he watched Billy start up a rough pace, similar to his which always made Steve’s ass jiggle just right.

”Keep fucking him like that.”

”Don’t tell me what to do, Hagan.” Billy growled, but they exchanged grins before Tommy was dropping to his knees and taking Steve inside his mouth.

Tommy had removed his hand from Steve’s mouth and as he sucked him in, Steve let out a loud moan which echoed inside the showers.

”Fuck, Harrington.” Billy laughed and moved his hand on the brunette’s neck. When he put pressure, Steve choked and it just made Billy smile wider.

Tommy moaned under them as he popped his head with the same pace as Billy fucked Steve and even though choked a couple of times, he didn’t take his mouth off of Steve and Billy couldn’t wait to get some head from Tommy, too.

The water was turning colder little by little, and it made Billy a little giddy to know they’ve almost used all the hot water because the school was a piece of shit, but nothing was stopping the guys as they kept going.

Skin slapping on skin was filling the foggy room. The desperate sounds coming out from Steve’s mouth, groans and moans from Billy’s as he threw his head back and the pleased humming from Tommy as he deep throated his known ’rival’.

This was a situation Billy never thought he’d be in.

But oh did it make him excited.

”I’m close! D-don’t wanna cum yet!” Steve got out and Billy couldn’t agree more as he felt himself getting on the edge.

Tommy popped his mouth off of Steve’s dick and jerked it faster ”Go on, slut. You can cum.”

”Noooo—” Steve whined like a brat as he was trying to keep himself from cumming, but the dick in his ass and the hand on his dick felt so good it was hard to ignore.

”Yes, Steve. Be a good boy and finish.” Billy joined in.

”No, no!”

Billy chuckled and picked up the pace, brutally hitting on the spot that got Steve’s pale skin full with goosebumps.

He really didn’t wanna cum either, trying to hold himself back as much as he could because he never wanted this to end. Billy could see Tommy was holding back too as he was wrapping his hand around his own dick, squeezing it tightly around it as if it helped.

Ah. A competition.

That Billy loved. And he loved winning.

”You look so good on your knees, Tommy. Wanna fuck your mouth, bet you’d look really pretty.”

He grinned when Tommy bit his bottom lip.

”Yeah? Maybe I’d make you suck mine, would reeaally love to hear you shut the fuck up.”

Billy chuckled and smacked Steve’s ass which made the older boy cry, clearly becoming overwhelmed.

”Fuck, is Harrington always this tight? I bet he takes you so well every time and that’s why you can’t get enough even if you pretend to hate him.”

Billy grinned as Tommy moaned weakly.

”B-Billy—” Steve glanced at him, eyes glossy.

”Shh, it’s alright, Steve.” He purred and squeezed his hips.

But he wasn’t stopping the teasing.

”I bet he could take both of us at the same time. Hole just sucking us in as we’d fuck him slow and deep. Make him scream our names as we’d ruin him from everyone else…”

”Fuck!” Tommy cursed, voice high-pitched as he tried not to jerk himself off while Steve whined between them.

But Billy knew he’d got them both.

Because soon Steve was cumming onto Tommy’s face, too overwhelmed with the words Billy was saying and Tommy was right behind him, cum hitting his own stomach and some even hit Steve’s legs.

Billy grinned when he saw others blissed out faces.

He picked up the pace, arms wrapping around Steve’s waist as he chased his own release.

”Gonna fuck you full.” Billy whispered right next to Steve’s ear

”Mhm, yes! Billy!”

Fuck.

He bottomed all the way inside Steve, making the other arch his back and Billy had never cummed so hard in his life.

They were all silent for a while, just a lot of loud breathing as they all tried to come down from their highs.

Someone turned off the shower, thank god and soon they were all sitting down or more like laying down against the cold wall covered with each other's spunk.

Tommy had gotten most of it, but some of it got on Steve and Billy as well when they’d made out for a little.

”Shit…” Billy groaned as his clothes were starting to stick on to him a little too uncomfortably.

But, he really didn’t give a shit. He was too fucked out.

Steve had his eyes closed as he pulled his hair back and Billy swore he had never seen anyone as beautiful as Steve Harrington.

”You good, Harrington?” He got out, trying not to stare too long at the other guy even though he literally just fucked him.

”Uh-huh… really good, man.” Steve answered with a thump up as he leaned his head against Tommy’s shoulder, giving it a small kiss which made Tommy and Billy look up at each other and Tommy looked nervous for the first time.

It was easy with the sex, but now that things were calming down and the reality was coming more present, Billy realized that there was something more between these two than just hate-sex.

But he didn’t think they guys really knew what it was.

”Yeah,” Tommy broke the silence first, glancing at Steve ”He’s totally out of it.”

It made Steve laugh with a hoarse voice and soon Billy and Tommy were cracking up as well.

#HELLO MY BELOVED ANON #I hope you like this! I liked writing it a lot #Kinda nice to switch it up that BILLY is the one to find these two and not Tommy! #SWEET #Posted to ao3 as well! #harringrove #stommy #kegboys #steve x billy x tommy #steve harrington #billy hargrove #tommy hagan #stranger things #prompt #fanfic #my writing #lemon