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yootaesowlwrites · 7 months

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Are You Growling? - New / Choi Chanhee

A/N: This is just my personal thought here, but I while writing this, I couldn’t stop imagining him as a whiny and vocal person when you’re making him feel good. again, just my personal thought here.

W/C: 3.3K

Note: Blank blogs will be blocked. I don’t trust y’all, so make sure you have your age in your bio/desc or something on your blog. Minors DNI.

Prompts: “Are you growling?” + “Which do you prefer, fingers/hand or mouth?”

Warnings: Smut, explicit language, use of camera, handjob, blowjob, licking, marking, whiny!Chanhee, biting/nipping, spitting, teasing, nudism, unprotected sex(reader’s on the pill), aftercare.

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

Chanhee held his camera in his hand as he looks through the photos he had just taken, while you were sitting on the couch, scrolling through movie titles on Netflix to try and find something to your liking, you could hear Chanhee taking some pictures of you. You bite the inside of your cheeks as an idea pops into your mind, you turn the television off and place the remote down and turn your attention to your boyfriend, if the television wasn’t going to entertain you, then you will entertain yourself, and your boyfriend.

“Chanhee… I have an idea,” You say. He lowers his camera and looks at you, you stand from your spot on the couch and make your way to him, he could see a seductive smirk on your lips as you approach him and an extra sway in your hips. “Since you like taking pictures, I have the perfect shot for you to take, that is, if you’re up for it?” He nods his head, swallowing.

“Ye-yes,” He stutters out, already having some kind of an idea what kind of shot you had in mind. You smile and stop in front of him, your hand brushes over his cheek before your fingers comb through his hair, pushing it back only for them to fall over his eyes.

“Perfect…” You say before lowering down to your knees and looking up at him, you watch his eyes widen and grab onto his belt, you slowly undo it and pull it from the loops before tossing it aside, you unzip the zipper next and slowly pull his jeans down. “Babe… can you please take your shirt off for me?” You bat your lashes as you ask him with the most innocent expression you could muster, he quickly nods his head and within moments his shirt landed on the floor. “Perfect, you’re going to want to this in your photo,” You move closer to him, and he lifts the camera to his face, you press your tongue against his abdomen and lick a thick slow stripe upwards towards his belly button. The camera shutters as he takes the pictures, your eyes staring up at him as you sinfully lick up his stomach as your hands held onto his hips, you hear another picture being taken as you slide your tongue down, stopping when you reach his underwear.

“I…” He breathes out, you smile and slide one hand from his hip to the front of his boxers and slowly rub your hand along his soft length. “Y-Y/n…” Your teeth graze his skin as you take the fabric of his underwear between them and tug on it, you release it, letting it snap back against his skin. “Oh!” The sound was between a gasp and moan, and it sounded so damn delicious. “Y-Y/n, baby…” You press your tongue against his stomach and lick a stripe towards his hips before nipping on his skin. “Fu-fuck…”

“Whine for me, Chanhee…” You say, you could feel his cock slowly growing hard underneath your touch as you palmed him through his underwear. “I want to hear you whine for me, baby,” You could see his cheeks becoming flushed at your words. Your tongue glides back to his stomach, and you begin sucking on his lower abdomen, among to leave a dark bruise behind.

“Yyy/nnn…” He whines out, you smirk against his skin as you hear him whine your name, your teeth graze against his skin before you pull away and move your lips just above the mark you had just created and begin sucking another one. “Yyyy/nnn, babbyyy,” You on the hand lightly scratch at his sides as you slide your hand lower. “Hmmpf, fuuuck,” Your fingers hook into the elastic of his underwear, and you drag it down, slowly freeing his cock and exposing him to you. You move your lisp to a higher spot on his stomach and begin sucking in a third mark. “Y/n, fuuuuck, babbbbyyy…” His underwear drops to the floor on top of his jeans that were still pooled around his ankles.

You pull away from his stomach and look at the three marks you had just sucked into his skin, the last one wasn’t as dark as the previous two, but it would have to do for now, if you wanted to later, you would make it darker. You sit back on your knees and rest both your hands on top of your thighs and lift your head to look up at him.

“Which do you prefer, my hand or my mouth?” You ask. You hear him take in a shuddering breath, the grip he had on his camera was tight, or it seemed like it was with how white his knuckles were turning.

“B-both,” He stutters out, you smirk, feeling satisfied with his answer. You lean forward and place a gentle kiss on his pubic bone, while your hands are pressed against his thighs. You look up at him, and he could see your smirk appearing on your lips for a split second before your teeth nipped at the sensitive skin of his pubic bone. “Yy/nnn…” Fuck, his whines just sounded so fucking good, it was making you grow wet just hearing them. You rub your hands up and down his thighs, making sure to touch everywhere except his cock. “Hmm…” You move your head to his thigh and place a kiss on top of it while you slipped your hand to the inside of it.

“Are you getting this, Chanhee?” You ask in a soft tone, looking up at him with wide, innocent eyes. “Does it feel good, Chanhee?” You watch him struggle to snap the picture before biting your lip and sliding your hand a little higher, watching as he sucks in a deep breath with your fingers brushed against his balls. “How are you going to take the main picture if you’re struggling so much now, baby?” You slide your hand away from his balls. “Why don’t you try leaning against the wall for some support, maybe that will help?” The wall wasn’t too far from where he stood, he steps out of his jeans and underwear as he takes quick steps backwards, you push his pants away before moving closer to him. “Better?” You place your hands on top of his thighs.

“Y-yes,” He stutters out. You nod your head and admire him for a moment, his cheeks were flushed, and his ears were red, seeing him in this flushed state was absolutely heavenly for you, it was all because of you and for you.

“From the angle I am, I would love to take a picture of you,” You say. “And save it as my lock screen,” You watch his Adam’s apple bob as he swallows. “And be reminded of this moment,” He licks his lips as you lean closer. “But I’m too eager now to make you feel good to go and grab my phone, so maybe next time,” Your eyes drop, and you saw his cock was semi-hard now, and pre-cum was just starting to form at his slit. Your hand slides between his thighs before you cup his balls, making him gasp at the sudden contact.

“Oh, my fucking…” He mutters. His lids flutter as he tries to get his mind to settle for just a moment. “Y/n, Fuck…” You hear him snap a picture, and you were almost certain by the end of this little photo shoot, the last few pictures would be out of focus. Your fingers knead into his balls, making sure to watch his reaction to see what he liked the most, your fingers lightly scratch at it, and you watch as he shivers at the touch. You bring your other hand to your mouth and gather saliva in your mouth before spitting in your hand and wrapping your hand around the base of his cock. “OH, my fucking…” His hips slightly buck as your wet hand makes contact with his warm cock.

“Chanhee… seeing you like this, it has me so wet right now,” You say as you look up at his face for a moment, his lips part, and you hear him gasp. “I should show you,” You pull your hand away from his balls, and he watches you intently as you slip your hand past the waistband of your pants and cup yourself. “Ohhh… it’s so slick,” You slide your fingers through your folds, gathering your juices onto them before you pull your hand from your pants and lift it into the air to show him.

“Fuck, Y/n, fuck, you… I…” He stutters out, his pupils dilating as he watches your fingers glisten in the light. His cock twitches as it grows harder and more pre-cum oozes from the slit. You slide your hand along his length, spreading your saliva over him before swiping your thumb over the head of his cock and dragging your hand back to the base of it.

“See how wet you have me, baby,” You say before you move your hand back between his legs and cup his balls, you watch him bite his lower lip as he feels your arousal make contact with his balls, fuck, his mind was spinning at how hot it was and at how hot the room suddenly felt. “Are you ready for this shot, Chanhee?” You lean closer, and he watches carefully, hoping that the shot was in focus.

“Ohhh,” He moans as he feels your lips touch the tip of his cock, a shuttering sound goes through the air, and you slip your tongue out to press against the underside of his cock, another picture was taken, and you could hear his breathing picking up. You slide your tongue along the underside, feeling the prominent vein there as you do. “Oh, fuck, fuck, I…” You twist your hand around his cock before sliding it along his length, pausing once it touched your tongue. You slide your hand back to the base of his cock and circle your tongue around the head of his cock, tasting the saltiness from his pre-cum.

“You’re so big, Chanhee…” You whisper as his cock stands fully erect in your grip. “I almost want you inside me now…” You watch sweat build up on his skin, you weren’t sure how long he was going to be able to hold his camera. “But…” You trail off before wrapping your lips around the head of his cock and begin sucking on it, his lids flutter, and you hear another picture being taken. “Hmm…”

“Fuck, Y/n… fuuuuckkk,” He whines out. You take him more in your mouth and hear another picture being taken as your mouth becomes stuffed with his cock. “Fuuuucccckkk,” His whines were getting louder, and you knew he was enjoying this. You twist your hand around the base of his cock while your other hand kneads into his balls, adding to the sensation he was experiencing. You take him deeper into your mouth, feeling the head of his cock hitting the back of your throat, you pause once you hear a different noise coming from him and stare up at him. “Ughm, gahh,” Your pussy twitches at how rough they sounded, they kind of sounded like… You quickly pull away from his cock, strings of saliva breaking off as you do.

“Are you growling?” You ask. His eyes widen at your question before slowly nodding his head. “Fuck… I thought your whines were hot, but you growling… fuck, Chanhee…” You wrap your lips around the head of his cock once more and press the tip of your tongue against his slit, another growl falls from his lips, fuck… It was making you even wetter just hearing the growling sound rumbling from his chest.

“Fuck, I need to be inside you, babbbyyy,” He half whines and half growls out, his free hand coming to the back of your head and twisting into your locks before pulling you off from his cock, he quickly places the camera on the closest table before pushing you down onto your back making you release your hold on his balls and cock as he moves down to the floor as well. His hands fumble with the hem of your shirt, and you quickly help get rid of it for him, his hands then quickly move to the elastic of your pants and panties, and he tries to tug it down, only for his grip to slip.

“You’re so eager,” You say and take hold of your waistband before pushing your pants and panties down, he quickly grabs it halfway and tugs it down further before getting rid of it, you sit upright and grab his shoulders and push him down to the ground before straddling his waist. “Let me do it,” You place one hand on his chest while your other hand moves between your legs to take hold of his cock that was poking against your pussy.

“Fuuuckk,” He grunts as your hand wraps around his cock, you drag him through your folds and push the head of his cock into you, you release his cock and place your hand next to your other hand on his chest and slowly sink onto him.

“Ohhh, uhm, fuck, Chanhee…” You moan. You tilt your head back as your jaw slacks, Chanhee watches your reaction as he fights to keep his eyes open as your wall stretches around his cock.

“Yyy/nnn…” He whines, his mind spinning at the sensational feeling going through his body. He grabs onto your hips and holds onto you when you stop once his cock was completely inside you. “Fuck…” You lift your head to look down at him, and he swore he could blow right then and there.

“I’m about to…” You say and slowly lift your hips, his cock slides out of you with a loud squelch, his grip on you tightens afraid his cock would slip out from you completely. “Hold me tighter,” And with that you lower yourself down onto him, getting filled by him swiftly again.

“Fuck, baby… shit, that feels…” He groans out, your tits bounce as you bounce on his cock and press your fingers into his chest. “Amazing…” You could feel sweat starting to trickle down your back, and he could see your skin starting to glisten in the light from your sweat.

“Chanhee…” You breathe out. The way his cock was hitting inside you felt so right, it felt like it was rubbing against the right places. “Fuck…” Your fingers curl against his chest, leaving a few red streaks behind on his skin. “Fuck…” Your chest heaves up and down as you breathe quicker. He watches as you push your arms together, pushing your breasts together.

“You…” He moans and bucks his hips upwards, needing to feel more of your pussy, needing to feel your walls clench around him. “Will be the end of me one day…” You smirk as you look at him, he bites his lower lip as he watches your face, sin was written all over it. “FUCK!”

“Are you complaining?” You ask. Your hips rolled faster over his cock as you felt your insides flip, and your muscles tighten, your high was closing in as his cock was hitting all the right spots. “Play with my clit,” One of his hands cups your mound, and you feel his finger press down against your clit. “Fuck…”

“I’m n-not,” He says, sounding breathless. You could see his hair sticking to his forehead and his neck. “Fuck, that feels…” You watch his eyes shut, and his lids twitch, the sight has you lifting and lowering your hips as fast as you could and his finger seemed to follow the fast-paced rhythm.

“Fuck… yes, like that,” You moan and shut your own eyes as you feel a tingling shiver go up your spine, your toes curl, and you feel your legs slowly becoming tingling. “Fuck… yes, Chanhee…” You lick your lips before letting out a breathy moan. The sound of your wetness squelching filled the air, and the sound of your mixed moans bounced off the walls. “Ch-Chanhee…” You could see stars starting to appear behind your lids and slid your hand down his chest and stomach, leaving long red scratch marks behind on his skin, and placed your hand on top of his to press his finger harder against your clit. “FUCK!” Your back arches at the same time as his hips buck upwards.

“FUCK, Y/N!” He screams, feeling your walls clamp down tightly around him. His body begins to shake and hot ropes of cum spill into you, while the tension inside you snapped, and you were tossed right into the clouds of your orgasm, your body felt light as you continue to ride him with a slow pace, his finger along with yours continue to rub your clit, easing you through your high while you were easing him through his high.

“Fuck, fuck, Chanhee, fuck, baby, that…” You blubber out, feeling tears brimming in your eyes. “Fuck…” His body slowly stops shaking, and he lowers his hips to the ground, you pull at his hand, pulling his hand away from your clit before you lay down on top of him, breathing hard and trying to gather your thoughts.

“Y/n… Y/n, dammit… I…” He mutters and slides his hand on your waist to your lower back before dragging his fingers up along your spine. “Fuck…” The afterglow feeling begins to settle in as you both lay on the floor, breathing hard and trying to catch your breath. The air surrounding you slowly cool down and nips at your wet skin, you lift your head and rest your chin on his chest and open your eyes. He opens his eyes and looks at you with a content expression on his face.

“How did you like my idea?” You ask with a tired smile on your lips. His fingers pause in the middle of your back, and you feel his hand flatten to gently squeeze you.

“I loved it,” He whispers. “I should go through them now, and see how it all led to this,” You smile and move one of your hands to his jaw to cup the side of his face. “But it can wait until later… can we go and shower now?” You softly chuckle and nod your head, as you laugh you could feel his cock slipping out from you.

“Hmm, we can,” You say and slowly push yourself into a sitting position, you climb off him and stand before grabbing onto the wall, your legs feel like jelly and like they could collapse beneath you at any moment, Chanhee was quick to his feet to hold onto you.

“Maybe a bath would be a better option…” He says before helping you down the hall towards your bathroom. You lean into his hold and glance up at him.

“How are you feeling?” You softly ask. “Are you okay, like any discomfort… pain?” He looks down at you for a moment before guiding you into the bathroom.

“I’m feeling like I’m on cloud nine,” He says. “No pain, no discomfort… just bliss,” You nod your head and sit on top of the toilet seat. “Let me run the bath, and you can tell me if you’re feeling any of those feelings?” You watch as he moves towards the tub.

“None of the above, except bliss… pleasure, satisfaction,” You say, he looks back at you and saw you smiling at him. “All good feelings,” He nods his head and opens the tap, letting the water run into the tub and makes his way back to you, he places his hands on your shoulders and you look up.

“Good, all good is good to hear,” He says and leans down to press a kiss against your lips.

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assiraphales · 5 months

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I don’t think we’re rick rolling each other enough anymore. 1. it CANNOT die out 2. this under saturated market is perfect for unsuspecting victims who’ve been lulled into a false sense of security. be the person you hate. bring back the dastardly link

#imagine this — you’re getting news from superhell cas and silent dean. There’s a link attached #u click. it’s a rick roll. Immediate damage points

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we-are-all-nobodies18 · 27 days

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Damn right we're gonna get blueberry slushy .

#avatar the last airbender #atla #atla katara #percy jackson #percy is my spirit animal #imagine them inventing a whole new drink because percy totally would and katara would be down for it hard #pjo #walker scobell #pjo tv #katara

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mr-malumm · 2 months

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Stayed gone but vox narrates his passive aggressive insecure ass scrolling text from the bottom of his broadcast 👊💥📺

#plus what definitely canonically happened when this very important breaking news interrupted tv #are we sure this guy is allowed to be an overlord #imagining the audience just trying to enjoy their shows and then BOOM TV MAN AND HIS GAY INSECURITIES #your pitch crush is showing #radiostatic #i fell for the fucking tv #vox #hazbin hotel fanart #hazbin hotel #hazbin art #hazbin alastor #hazbin vox #alastor #katie killjoy #my art

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reasonsforhope · 28 days

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Sometimes you just have one of those moments where the progress we've made as a culture get thrown into stark relief. You look at something and go "Holy shit, that would never have happened when I was a kid."

Today, I had one of those moments when I realized that the teenage boys I'm working with are just. genuinely, openly enthusiastic about going to Build-a-Bear for their outing.

These are sixteen and seventeen year old boys! They just had a whole conversation about what to name their "cute", mostly new squishmallows! They're genuinely excited that they're going to Build-a-Bear this weekend and asking other kids to pick up specific accessories for them!!

Holy shit, that never would've happened when I was 16. None of the boys would have dared to be visibly interested - and neither would most of the girls! There would have been a million gay jokes and "Haha, you're a girl" jokes and "What are you, a baby?" jokes. Teenagers weren't even supposed to care about anything back then!

Less than 15 years later, and I'm watching three 17 year old boys treat all that as not even worthy of comment.

So let's call that a reason for hope. Even when the kids aren't alright, in some ways apparently they are alright. Go Gen Z, honestly. It's so lovely to watch you guys just openly doing and saying stuff that, when I was a teen, would've been a social death sentence.

#obligatory disclaimer that this really really obviously is not universal #I do live in a major progressive city #there's definitely a level of a liberal bubble effect here #but it's still really powerful to see it #because even in a major liberal enclave there were so many limits on the gender roles and homophobia etc. etc. fronts #and also the limits of the oppressive weight of obligatory teen apathy lol #seriously go gen z. so glad you guys decided cringe is dead. I love you for that so much #and I love it for you #not news #life #hope #homophobia #sexism #teens #teenagers #progress #gen z #btw if it wasn't clear I'm a #millennial #plush toy #plushie #squishmallows #build a bear #stuffed animal #like the idea of almost any teenager much less teenage boys #saying IN FRONT OF THEIR PEERS #that they are excited about their STUFFED ANIMALS #when I was a teenager #?????#cannot imagine that ever happening.

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randomprose · 1 year

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the "tumblr community invents a whole mafia movie apparently directed by martin scorsese with an official soundtrack, movie posters, screen caps, and all enough to make one question if that movie really did exist at all like a mandela effect" was not part of my 2022 bingo card

#goncharov #this website is on a whole new level of unhinge jfc #love how this turned out tho #and the commitment to the bit #it's like one big inside joke that everyone is in on #oh god imagine how confused the digital archivist in the future will be #like #was there or was there not a movie called goncharov???#did martin scorsese direct it really?? where is it then??#and they'll never find it #text

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inmaki · 3 months

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gojo showing off your back scratches to geto

( cont from this fic! req, visual ) .

contains: sex talk, desc of back scratches, crack, sugu is called daddy once (as a joke.. right..)

everything was relatively peaceful in suguru's apartment. key word: relatively.

a forgettable yet appreciated sunday afternoon, not a cloud in sight despite the weather forecast predicting downpours of rain. either way, the raven-haired man insouciantly rested across his white couch, reaching the conclusion that today would be a day for self-care, relaxing, and perhaps some meditation.

there was only one thing ruining his peace.

all morning, suguru has been forced to try and ignore the stain a certain someone has left on his couch — a pair of unecessarily expensive yet dirty shoes being the culprit.

despite these attempts, every once in a while his gaze can't help but wander over at the mark — as if it'd poof out of existence if he glared hard enough.

"fuckin' asshole.." he mutters. it was a wonder his relationship with his best friend managed to stay so promising despite all their differences, yet suguru wouldn't have it any other way, even after situations like this.

right when he grumpily turns back to the tv — which was playing some crappy, low budget rom-com — his apartment door is yanked open and suguru swears he nearly jumps out of his seat.

great, was this it? was he about to get robbed, perhaps evicted? and then probably die? forced into the afterlife knowing gojo's shoe-shit was still on his new couch? no that can't—

"i fucked her!"

suguru whips his head towards the apartment door, announcement being disregarded as he nearly groans in agony. speak of the devil.

big blue eyes peak out from under circular sunglasses, one hand already raised in preparation for a dap up while his stupid, big, dirty shoe pushes the door closed behind him. gojo wears a black compression shirt with grey sweats, marching over to his friend with a ginormous grin across his cheeks.

"take your shoes off, now," suguru snaps, nodding to his friend's feet with a frown.

"yeesh... whatever y'say, daddy," the bastard never loses his smile as his hands raise in surrender, kicking them off by the door smoothly. "what's got your panties in a twist?"

geto pinches his nose bridge. "don't call me that," as he continues the scolding, he points to the living room with his free hand. "you got a mystery stain on my couch, satoru. do you know how many youtube videos i watched trying to get this shit off?"

unphased, gojo takes a look at the strangely colored blob against the armrest's leather material and shrugs. "my bad. did you try febreeze?"

"what— no? dude, febreeze is for.." when suguru looks back up to sourly meet his gaze, he could immediately tell the white-haired man was already drifting back into la-la-land, words going in one ear and out the other. "..nevermind. why're you here?"

at the reminder, satoru seemingly brightens, head shooting back up as if he was just told he'd won the lottery.

"oh god, don't make that stupid face—" he pauses. "the fuck are you doing?" suguru might as well say goodbye to his self-care day, because now gojo was stripping in the middle of his living room, shirt thrown haphazardly onto the still-very-much-stained couch.

"just look!" suguru squints as his friend swivels around to face the wall, pushing his bangs away to get a better view of the— oh shit.

it takes the raven-haired man a second to process what he's seeing before shuffling forward, closely examining the achingly red, bulging scratch marks displayed sexily across the latter's back and shoulders. "no way.."

suguru knows the strongest sorcerer well enough to notice how he purposely didn't use reversed cursed technique on these scratches, just so it'd be obvious to anyone that caught a glimpse of what exactly occured. to his further dismay, he can already picture a smug and sweaty gojo walking around their local gym like this, proud simper on his pretty lips as he easily raises a pair of weights in his veiny hands.

a hiss escapes geto's mouth as he runs his finger down a particularly agitated one, knowing exactly how painful they could be after experiencing many hook-ups of his own. even so, satoru only licks his lips, neck craning to the side so he can pride himself in his friend's gobsmacked expression.

"damn, these are deep. you actually hit it?" suguru confirms, raising a celebratory hand.

turning back around, satoru daps him up, a massive smirk now on both their faces. "hell yeah, it was amazing."

it was impossible to predict what gojo would do next after barging through his front door — especially considering how many times he's done so — but this has to be the last thing suguru ever expected.

not that he was complaining — in fact, all of geto's temper and need for relaxation seemingly flew out the window, the feeling of proudness for his best friend overthrowing anything else.

and even if he hated to admit it, the way gojo was so eager to come over and announce his virginity loss to him was more than a little endearing, and dare he say cute.

"that's great, man. congrats." suguru leads him into the kitchen — still shamelessly shirtless — to grab them both a can of beer in celebration. while the white-haired man usually didn't get involved with any form of alcohol, this occasion was most definitely exception-worthy. "you made y/n cum too, right?"

an offended glare is shot his way. "duh, two times."

"huh. surprised you could last."

as suguru pours their drinks into two fragile cups, gojo exhales, not bothered in the slightest by his jab. "dude, same.." he admits dreamily. "she was so fuckin' tight and warm.. and oh— fuck, her moans? heavenly.. 'can't believe i didn't bust after the first minute.."

geto gulps, trying his best to ignore the mental image his brain was producing from his dirty words. you can't blame him — both of you were smoking hot, and he was a simple man.

even now, he could already imagine what you both looked like; panting and moaning, skin-slapping so loud that it echoed through the whole room, how blissed out you'd look as gojo's cock split you in t—

satoru's playful sigh cuts through the tensing air. "who knows sugs, maybe you'll have another kind of stain to worry about next time we're over~"

he's never snapped out of a daydream so quickly. "don't even joke about that."

over the next hour, the two men sat manspread on the stained couch, taking leisure sips while recalling satoru's final moments as a virgin — suguru giving out his secret tips and tricks along the way.

maybe sometime, suguru could offer some.. hands-on learning instead.

mlist! <- sugu.. how could u think abt ur bestie and his gf like that... tsk tsk tsk (if u enjoyed reblogs/comments r appreciated heheh)

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owldart · 3 months

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They figured he was an angsty TEEN not an angsty THIRD GRADER

#owlcomic #sonic prime #tails nine #new yoke knuckles #rebel rouge #imagine you only figure out that the universe breaking furry genius isnt even old enough for pg13 video games #AFTER you and a horde of heroes attempted to kick his butt for it #sonic prime spoilers #sort of

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sunderwight · 2 months

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Imagine you're Lan Xichen. You've spent the past decade+ worrying about your younger brother who, according to your own perspective on things, fell wildly in love with an evil heretic cultivator, kinda betrayed your sect for him, got punished within an inch of his life by your elders, and spent subsequent years in mourning when said evil heretic cultivator got killed.

You're starting to think that your brother is never going to get over this, is always going to be holding onto a certain amount of grief and anger and lonesome distance.

But then one day, he brings another guy home! And, yes, this guy is not perfect either. He's also a heretic cultivator and a notorious lunatic, who is in a bad position with your own situationship. But! Maybe Wangji is finally starting to move on? Even if his bad taste persists, this one is at least more manageable. How fortuitous that your stubborn, obsessive brother should finally find a new yeah no that's Wei Wuxian, isn't it?

It's just Wei Wuxian again.

#mdzs #cql #mo dao zu shi #wangxian #the only way this gets funnier is if they did it multiple times #imagine every singe time lwj brings a 'new' guy home it's just wei wuxian in some kind of disguise

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winterchimez · 7 months

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Redemption of Love - Prologue

SUMMARY: Choi Chanhee—better known as the Phantom of the Opera, has dominated the Paris Opera House with his lifelong partner, Christine Daae, for years. Until one fateful day, an incident forces them to be separated and never to be reunited again.

Decades later, you have begun your journey here at the famous opera house with the help of your fiancé, Lee Sangyeon. After several performances, it was then that you would come face-to-face with the renowned phantom himself, and he is determined to never let you go again, convinced that you were his long-lost partner whom he has not seen in many years.

It is now your choice to make. To give your heart to the once-forgotten phantom? Or to stand firm and marry the love of your life.

PAIRING: phantom of the opera Chanhee x singer f!reader x fiancé Sangyeon

GENRE & WARNINGS: phantom of the opera au, angst, supernatural, thriller, crime, fluff, time travel, reincarnation, major & minor character deaths, otome, pg-13

WORD COUNT: 661

A/N: and she is finally here!! weee im so so excited to kick start off the series yall 🤩 anyways i hope this prologue has somehow served as a good start to the series & i can't wait to bring yall the rest of the chapters to come 😚

September 1881

Flames.

That was the only thing within Chanhee’s sight as the blazing inferno surrounded him. But it did not start like this, at least from a few hours ago.

It was an ordinary day at the Paris Opera House. Tonight was the finale of the current ongoing show of the season, Romeo & Juliet, which the entire town had been enthusiastic about for months. Since it was the finale, the hall was filled more than two times the usual norm of attendees.

However, perhaps it was karma, or someone decided to sabotage the performance as the rope tied tight above the ceiling to keep the chandelier in place was slit.

Throughout the performance, the chandelier's weight seemingly became too heavy for the rope to keep it in place, and finally came crashing down onto the stage during the climax.

Almost immediately, the flames from the chandelier candles started spreading across the wooden stage, eventually leading up to the curtains on both sides of the stage and the entire opera house.

Everyone was frantic as they ran, screaming at the top of their lungs, trying their best to push against one another to head straight out to the exit. It was only a matter of time before the smoke started engulfing each of the attendees and the performers’ airways, where it got increasingly hard to breathe by the minute.

As Chanhee was the appointed master of the opera house, he was responsible for ensuring that everyone evacuated safely.

This included his long-time lover, the best singer in the opera house’s history, Christine Daae.

She was the first person Chanhee immediately jumped to rescue as the chandelier dropped down directly onto the stage. After ensuring she was safe and unharmed, he also elicited her help to ensure everyone was evacuated from the building.

With the help of both of them, they managed to get everyone outside of the building within twenty minutes, leaving them the last of the bunch to stay behind to deal with the inferno that was increasingly becoming out of hand by the minute.

“Chanhee, please, get out of there! We have to go!” Christine shouted as one of the pillars came crashing down in front of them, separating them as they were blocked on each side.

“No, Christine. You should leave first. This is my opera house, and I am responsible for dealing with this mess.”

“But please—You know how well this is all too much for us to handle!”

Immediately, Chanhee tried his best to come close as he reached both of his hands out to cup Christine’s face, resting his forehead against hers.

“My love, you know that I would do anything to save this precious place of mine, and you know how much this building means to me. So I will stay behind to deal with this, and don’t you worry, for I will make sure that we will meet each other again real soon.”

Chanhee used his thumbs to wipe away the tears falling down her beautiful face and gave her a quick peck on the lips, trying his best to savour the moment as if it were his last.

“Promise me. We will find each other someday. And that I will always love you, no matter what. So please, go, now.”

Christine nodded as she returned the kiss to Chanhee. “I promise. I will come to find you if that’s the last thing I’ll do.”

With that, Chanhee lets her go as she turns her heel back and runs out for the door before another pillar comes crashing down, fully blocking the only exit from the building.

Chanhee then turns his heel back in the opposite direction, he walks into the burning flames, hoping to save his beloved place that he has worked tirelessly to build up over the past two decades.

Little did they know that this was the last time they would cross paths and never hear from each other again.

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awildes · 17 days

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Jumped on the trend and painted my favorite townies! Krobus is such a little sweet thing I love him 🤧

#Stardew Valley #Stardew Valley wizard #Stardew Valley Krobus #Stardew Valley Leah #Stardew Valley Evelyn #Stardew Valley Shane #Stardew Valley Marlon #I know Marlon's got nothing going on for him in the game #but imagine if he was an old retired knight #finding a new purpose now that's he's done serving the kingdom #in training a farm kid in swords #Krobus #Shane #Evelyn #Marlon #Leah #Rasmodius

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selfindulgentraptor · 3 months

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Thinking about his wings

#he definitely has them #I wonder what he thinks of his new form (I imagine he digs it)#also wanted to try designing the egg bois #they hatched out of their shells like little hardboiled yolks and egg whites #but also golden egg motif #and top hat halos #I had so much fun with this #hazbin hotel spoilers #hazbin hotel #sir pentious #hazbin hotel fanart #my art

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cashmoneyyysstuff · 14 days

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ring pop proposal ♡

fem reader, pure fluff, childhood friends to lovers lemme alone do not perceive me yk the drill by now, lil self indulgent fic cus i love childhood friends to lovers and puppy crushes, polar opposite’s trope, this reeks of my oc x canon katsu ship sooooo shh shh do not perceive.

the first person who realizes katsuki has a crush on you is his mom because when she comes to pick him up one day from kindergarten he suddenly mentions you. it’s an innocent little interaction he had with you that mitsuki doesn’t think much about at first, simply surprised her son managed to befriend someone outside of his little group of friends until he starts mentioning you more and more.

soon you’re the only thing he talks about and katsuki even starts begging her to have you come over to play. mitsuki is extremely curious to know what kind of person you are to have been able to enchant her son the way you have, she says it’s fine as long as you’re parents agree.

you’re a sweet little thing, almost the complete opposite of her little devil’s spawn. you’re polite and a little shy when you ask “ is it okay if i come to play at katsu’s house, please miss katsuki’s mom ?” and how could she say no to you ? she pulls at your cheek lovingly and her son almost snarls at her.

“no touchin’ !” he snarks, pulling you against him like you were his teddy bear.

mitsuki was the first to realize her son had a crush on you when you were always around. when he found something cool during a class trip you were there and whenever he was upset it was always because you had argued about something irrelevant that seemed so much bigger in the eyes of a child.

she realized because katsuki had, and in some ways, will always be rowdy. he’s rough and temperamental and moody—basically, he can be quite the brat. (she wonders where he gets that from a lot) but he’s different with you.

he’ll always be a little rough around the edges but it’s the thought that counts. he drags you around a little too hard but it's to show you something he knows you'd like and you repay him by being patient with him and letting him drag you around to his hearts content. he let’s you use the crayons he’d just denied another classmate seconds ago and when it’s really early in the morning and you’re still sleepy unlike your more energetic friend, he waits for you. sitting with you in the reading corner quietly commenting on a little bit of everything in the book you’re sharing until you’re awake enough to start the day because katsuki wanted you to be together through anything no matter what, starting the day without you was simply unimaginable.

you offer him your kindness and he repays you with his loyalty. acting like your guard dog, protecting you from everything and everyone he considers a threat to you. he goes a bit overboard but it’s the thought that counts and he’s definitely got the right intentions.

“ i’m g’nna marry yn when i grow up !” katsuki proclaims from the backseat of the car after mitsuki had come to pick him up. she looks at him through the rear view mirror only to see he’s not even looking at her, looking out the window somewhat longingly, watching as his school fades away from his sight, further and further and further away from you. she smiles to herself.

“yeah ?” she asks “yeah !” he responds proudly, crossing his arms “ i asked yn if she wanted to be my wife an’ she said yeah, so we’re gettin’ married !”

“huh. how’d you propose ? you don’t have a ring.” she jests.

katsuki responds immediately and exclaims he does have one, shuffling around to reach for something in his pocket. he pulls out a plastic ring pop holder, the candy on top is missing and mitsuki can imagine what happened to it.

“gave her one of these !”

“so that’s why you had me buy those from the store last time,” she hums. “ you ate it, though.”

katsuki tries to roll his eyes but just ends up looking up and to the side, mitsuki recognizes it as him trying to mimic what she does a lot and she snorts.

“well duh, we both did ! ‘f i kept it in my pocket it woulda gotten gross !” he defends. mitsuki simply responds with a hum, smile on her face growing larger as she hears her son happily chatting about the rest of his day with you.

she knows her katsuki is hard to handle. extremely so. but when she sees the way you both interact she can tell something is there. you don’t ‘handle’ him. you like being around him. you like playing and talking with him, she sees how happy you make him whenever you come over for playdates. he holds your hand when you get scared and you hug him tight and beam when you see him again after he’s gotten over a nasty cold.

she can tell you make her son happy and he does the same for you in the way children do with pinky promises and shy cheek kisses, kisses over tiny wounds and refusing to be separated whenever the rowdier one of you both gets his recess time taken away for being naughty.

mitsuki hopes this crush, this love you have for her son can grow along with you. she hopes you’ll stick around as katsuki grows up more and potentially more rowdy and rougher around the edges but even more enamored with you. and with the way her son is squirming around in his seat and tugging at his seatbelt, giddy about you accepting his ring pop proposal, she has a funny feeling you’ll be sticking around for a long time.

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