#on my fucking birthday no less thanks bro

[timegears-moved]

it's always something huh

#bwark #my rent is fucking increasing by £40 next month #on my fucking birthday no less thanks bro #i was thinking about staying here but no i'm looking for a new place when my next contract is up #the company that my landlord is partnered with does fuck all about any of the problems #it took months for them to come out about the dodgy lock on my front door #it's been weeks and nobody has said anything about how my bathroom floor is literally caving in rn #this shit sucks i'm not happy

[cherriesformatt]

a day || matt sturniolo

matt x fem!reader

summary: what would a typical day as Matt's girlfriend would look like

warnings: pure fluff

word count: 1,6k

a/n: idk let me know how I did English is not my first language but I am working on it

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I was on my way from a long, Friday, morning meeting and all I was thinking about was going back to bed and never leaving it again. My week started with my car breaking down out of nowhere, then I got my period (which is not as bad when you think about it because it would be worse if I didn't get it), and then I had an actual meeting, in an actual office, with actual people (I usually work from home in my pajamas). 

I had to drive my boyfriend's car to the meeting downtown. I am glad that I could, but let me tell you one thing, my boyfriend's car is giant and to park this lady downtown I needed to leave 30 minutes early. 

chris 🦋:

waiting for u outside thx for picking me up kid ❤️

"oh fuck" I said to myself as I quickly did a U-turn before it was too late. Was it safe? No. Did everyone survive? Yes.

I totally forgot that I was supposed to pick up Chris from his own meeting since Matt couldn't because I had their car. I dialed Chrise's number.

"hi, ur okay?" he asked. 

"yes, I just might or might not forgot to pick you up so I'll be there in 15 okay? I'm sorry I had a rough morning..." 

"Bro no worries I'll pick up some coffee while I wait and you drive safe okay?" I smiled because wasn't he the best? He doesn't even drink coffee. 

"Okay I'll see you there"

I ended the call and typed Chris's location. It wasn't that bad with the traffic so I was there in less than 15 minutes. 

I was able to park where he was waiting so he got into the passenger seat and smiled at me while I started driving again. I really want to be home. 

"I would say good morning but I'll keep that to myself. Got you an americano and banana bread" He put my coffee in the cup holder and threw his backpack on the back seat. 

"Thank you, that's really sweet, I am literally half dead so that will help" I laughed and took a sip of my coffee. 

"I still think that my brother is dating a weirdo, how can you even drink it black and unsweetened?" Chris looks at me with a disgusted face. 

"You are all literally bunch of weirdos so I just matched the energy you know" I blinked at him and stopped on the red. 

"How was your meeting? New fresh love is gonna be fire. I got the drafts in my mail this morning. Did not change a thing. You and the team did great" I said and smiled at him. 

I was a graphic designer and helped Chris at the beginning of his brand, but I did not really want to work for him so I just help sometimes if it's needed. I am really happy that he still likes to know what I think about the projects tho. I also used to work for Laura but not anymore. That's basically how we all met. I quit after me and Matt started to be a thing. 

"I know right? Well, I knew you will love it. The meeting was great, we should be able to make everything work by the end of the month. And guess what... I actually got samples and I have a pink set for you kid" 

"Honestly... made my day, I am going to wear it for everything now" I laughed.

"Just don't post it yet" He said and started to click things on the car's screen.

"Just use my phone for music" I gave him my phone and he typed my code and put our favorite song by lil skies on. 

"Still can't believe I memorized Niall Horan's birthday just to get to your phone" 

I blinked at him and started rapping with the song. I loved make a toast. Music taste is probably one of the things that made my and Chris's bond strong. Don't get me wrong I love Nick as much as I do Chris, but he just always gets me and we were best friends since day one. The funny thing is that me and Matt did not really liked each other at first. 

The ride home made my mood better. We sang and laugh, I wasn't tired of my life that much anymore. I took my shoes off while holding all of my stuff. Matt was on the couch watching something while we made our way up the stairs. 

"Hi baby... How was it?" He asked as soon as he saw me.

"Crap, I am going to call Laura to take me back" I laughed and put my stuff on the table and went to wash my hands in the kitchen sink. I then walked up to Matt and just threw myself next to him to cuddle his side. 

He kissed my forehead and started to rub my back. 

"I am going to take a nice nap, you kids have fun but not too much" Chris waved at us and went back down the stairs to his room. 

Matt rolled his eyes and kissed my head again. 

"How about we do something nice together? Nick is going to come home with Madi soon, I think, and that means laud. We could go to that beach you like and just get food and watch the sunset later" He asked.

All I was thinking about was his cold hand on my back and how much I just loved that man. He knew exactly what I needed.

"Yes, please. I just need to change. I wore a bra man, can you believe this?" I sit back up. 

He laughed at me and shook his head. 

"Go then," He said patting my thigh. 

I went to put my new fresh love set in Matt's bedroom, used the bathroom and when I was ready we went out.

"Wow, so it's your car now, huh?" Matt started to change the mirrors and seat but he also raised his eyebrows looking at my stuff next to the shift gear. 

"Baby it's only essentials to drive, okay?" I smiled and got comfortable in the passenger seat. 

We drove to get food and dessert. The weather was perfect to just spend an entire afternoon on the beach. Boys did not have any work plans today so I knew Matt was all mine for the rest of the day.

We sat on the beach, had our food, and just talked or cuddled in comfortable silence. That's what I mostly love about spending time with Matt. We could just sit the whole day without a word and be alright with it, but also we could talk for hours and we would always have something to talk about.

"I love you Matty, thanks for taking me to the beach. This new project sucks but I know it's going to be better after that. I really needed just you today" 

I kissed his sweet lips. He tasted like the cherry Pepsi that we just had. He pulled me into his lap and slid his hands under my hoodie while he kissed me back. 

I rested my forehead on his as I pulled away and smiled. 

"Anything for my girl, I love you kid" He kissed my nose and I just wrapped myself around his body.

"I am not moving, you might as well carry me to your car like this" I said into his neck. 

He laughed at that and hugged me back.

"Or we can just stay here" He lay back down on the blanket. 

"I promised your brother that we are going to watch Criminal Minds with him tho" I said.

"Sometimes I just wish you and Chris weren't the same person y/n..." He joked and looked at his phone, holding it above my head.

"Let's go back after sunset in that case baby"

We did watch the sunset, my favorite part of the day. We came back home and spent time with his brothers as I had promised Chris. 

"Spend the night?" Matt whispered in my ear while the last episode for tonight ended. 

I smiled and nodded. I was off tomorrow and did not want him to drive me home that late anyway.

We said goodnight and went to his room. 

"I will go take a shower" I said and opened his drawer to take a pair of boxers and a T-shirt. 

"Go ahead, I went shopping while you were gone. I did restock your basket under the sink. I hope I did it right" He scratched his neck looking at me.

I had my stuff here, but I usually did the restock. Especially my period stuff under the sink.

"Matt...you did not have to do that, thank you, baby" I said pouting my lips.

"I wanted to, I want you to feel comfortable here. Not only you tho, all our girlfriends that come to our house. It's great that you did the basket and stuff" He smiled and I kissed his cheek.

"You are too sweet Matthew"

I went to the bathroom, when I was done he went to take a shower while I waited in his bed scrolling on TikTok.

When Matt came back from the bathroom I looked at him. He was wearing just his pajama pants. 

"Should I just say what all of the girls in my books would say? Matthew, you are such a tease" I wiggled my eyebrows at him.

"Oh my god, would you stop?" He got into bed laughing at what I said. 

"You love me for that" I put my phone on the nightstand and rested my head on his chest.

"Goodnight Matt" I closed my eyes.

He turned the lights off and tucked us in with the blanket. 

"Goodnight sweet girl" He kissed my head while I was already half asleep after this long day.

The best way to end the day is knowing that I will wake up in his arms the next morning. 

#matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #matthew sturniolo #Spotify

[yurislotusgarden]

“YOU NEVER HAD A HANGOVER!?”

ʚїɞ Separately! Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuuya x Reader

ʚїɞ format: short headcanons

ʚїɞ Keep in mind English is not my first language, so you may find mistakes!

ʚїɞ word count: 449

ʚїɞ Tw’s: None! Just pure fluff, pet names used, reader’s gender is not specified in any way

ʚїɞ Posting this on my birthday wooo! I'm 18 now therefore old /j. This comes from the fact that I was not hangover the day after my 18th bday party on Saturday (Fuck the fact that my bday is on Monday this year, literally the week day I hate the most LMAO)

ཐིཋྀ One of the times he was genuinely surprised

ཐིཋྀ Like tf you mean you never had a hangover?

“You mean never? Like not even after your 18th birthday party?”

“I didn’t.”

“But you said you drank enough to have one if you barely drank alcohol before! Which is exactly what you did! You barely had any in your life before the party!”

“Yeah, and I didn’t have any problem the next day.”

ཐིཋྀ Bro is jealous that you never experienced the pain of having a hangover but also happy because that means less pain for his belladonna <3

ཐིཋྀ If you’re a person who drinks quite often or from time to time, he will make sure you don’t drink enough to be hungover the next day by accident

ཐིཋྀ If you’re a person who doesn’t drink, or barely ever because you don’t like the taste, he still looks out for you, but less because he has more confidence that you won’t have a hangover even by accident

ཐིཋྀ If you do get it after that convo, the fucker will straight up laugh at you but will give you water, pills, and anything else you might need

ཐིཋྀ And if you ask him to give you alcohol and drink with you to actually experience it at least once, well who is he to say no? :)

ཐིཋྀ When you told him you never had a hangover he looked at you in disbelief and thought you were lying😭

ཐིཋྀ At first, he thought you were lying about how much you drank at your 18th birthday party because he was thinking that there’s no way that you were completely fine the next day

“So you’ve never had a hangover before?”

“Nope.”

“No matter how much you drank?”

“I never drank THAT much, thank you very much.”

“But you drank enough that someone else would have it.”

“Yeah, once I was drinking with my friends, we all drank the exact same amount, and yet I was the only one who was good the next day.”

“Doll, wanna give me your alcohol tolerance?”

“I’d rather keep it, thanks, dear.”

ཐིཋྀ The ginger didn't believe you until, one day, he got you both two bottles of wine from the same brand, the next day he had a hangover and you had to help him as you were fine

ཐིཋྀ He never doubted you on that topic again You guys tested how much alcohol it takes to get you to have a hangover and you cussed him out for the idea the next day when you did have it

ཐིཋྀ He’s lowkey jealous because he has hangovers so often

ཐིཋྀ You guys definitely used your alcohol tolerance to win bets between you and your friends more than once

Notes, comments, and reblogs are greatly appreciated

#Yes I'm 18 on the 18th #Golden bday achevied #bsd x reader #bsd x gender neutral reader #bsd x y/n #bsd x you #x reader #dazai x reader #chuuya x reader #dazai x y/n #dazai x you #chuuya x y/n #chuuya x you

[scarvain]

✶ surprise — hamzahthefantastic x reader

SUMMARY: hamzah attempts to surprise you on your birthday

A/N: an irl gave this idea after they told me they surprised their partner this way and i thought it was the cutest ever

your birthday hasn't been something you planned on celebrating each year. you thought it wasn't as big of a deal to consider each year as a milestone in your life and for you, it was also a waste of money and time planning a party, and sending invites, and overall it was just tiring.

but this year, your boyfriend, hamzah wanted that to change.

he was currently in your shared apartment, a baking video in the background while he had all the ingredients out with an apron tied around his body.

"hamzah, how many of these do you need?" martin asks as he pumps air into the balloon.

he thinks for a while, opening the cake mix's box. "maybe... about 8 or 10?"

after a while, martin had 5 balloons with air, and all that was left were the strings and the cake. hamzah on the other hand had replayed the video three times already with only the cake mix in his bowl, afraid to mess up the cake he was making for you.

"how many times are you gonna repeat this bro?" his friend teased as he tied the end of the balloon.

hamzah just rolled his eyes before cracking the eggs and pouring them into the bowl.

you'd be coming home soon and he was trying to rush the process of making the cake, the powdered batter scattering everywhere as he quickly mixed.

"fuck," he muttered to himself but still proceeded with baking the cake.

when martin finished with the balloon — even tying ribbons at where he tied them, hamzah was still mixing the cake batter.

"hamzah," martin called out for the curly-haired boy who was adding ingredients to the bowl. "i'm gonna go now, have to fetch mandy from work." he nodded at him.

"thanks for the help dude, seriously thank you." hamzah said with a genuine smile. when his friend left, he mixed the batter more before transferring it to a pan.

as soon as the cake was finished baking, he immediately took out the tray from the oven but with the temperature still being high, he burnt himself although he was wearing mittens.

he thought decorating the cake was going to be the easy part, considering the fact that he was just meant to spread icing and pour sprinkles but he still thought of writing a short note on the cake but as he was getting to the third letter, your keys were already jammed into the keyhole, opening the door to your apartment.

the counter was still messy with the spillage from earlier and the bowls and utensils he used, were scattered all over.

"shit, shit, shit!" he said as tried to tidy up the place but you've already stepped inside.

"hamzah is something," your head turns to where he was standing after you've taken off your shoes. your eyes fall on the cake that's on the counter and the piping bag in his hands. "oh my god." you try to hide your smile but with your boyfriend standing in front of you, with a horrified expression and a messy apron, you couldn't help it.

it was an image you wish you could've taken a photo off. he places the piping bag down the counter and tries his best to hide the cake by walking closer to you.

"okay, i know you hate birthdays but i wanted to surprise you this year. we've been together for uh... 3 years now? and take it as a gesture of love, please." he pleaded, eyes looking deeply into yours.

you step closer to him and place a hand on his cheek before pecking his lips. there's a smile on your face when you pull away which makes him less nervous. "this might just be the best birthday ever, hamzah." you tell him and his eyes widen in excitement.

you untie his apron, throwing it on the counter before wrapping your arms around him. the two of you hold each other for a while before he places a kiss on your temple and then speaks again.

"you also have balloons, martin blew them for me oh and, your cake only has the letters h and b because you arrived when i was starting on d."

✶ taglist — @cdbabymp3 @noturbabe22 @dabuggh3 @kingvioleta @tumb1rgir1z @mfcherry @ldrvinyl @certainfestivalnerdshepherd @seasidelily @jisyng @brucewaynegfreal LMK IF U WANNA BE ADDEDDD!!!

#savi's works ✶ #hamzahthefantastic #hamzahthefantastic x reader #hamzah x reader #hamzah fanfic #slushy noobz

[lowkeyrobin]

hi hi!! 🦕 anon back at it again with the requests!! can i get somethin with our beloved handsome bros and a reader with a strong southern accent, like reader can hide their accent well but sometimes they slip up and have a very strong southern accent

mines been strong all day and i think its the funniest thing

oooo okay okay !! ; and thank you so much to you and all of everyone requesting for using handsome bros, yall r awesome lmao ; kinda delved into just southern reader on accident so whoops fjenndmsms

HANDSOME BROS ; southern accent

includes ; tommyinnit, tubbo, ranboo & badlinu

warnings ; language, talk about guns

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

"what the fuhck"

it'll just randomly pop out from no where and surprise the shit out of him

"welcome home, darlin" He jokes, putting on a fake accent to try and match yours. "Yeehaw partner, let's go kill some bitches!"

he's very playful about it, he honestly likes when you don't hide your accent because it's what makes you yourself

he bought you a cowboy hat for your birthday and you wear it around pretty frequently LMAO

he loves having a relationship with you and learning about the southern parts of America and how it differs from the UK because obviously culture differences and shit

talking to him about tornadoes and shit like it's nothing and he's just like "!?!?!?" LMAO

TUBBO

catches him off guard when you let it slip/are too tired to hide it

will make a joke or two about getting your rifle to go hunt some deer or some shit

"ready to go oppress gay people and go get blackout drunk?" you ask him, showing off your accent

"hell yeah, brother" he laughs, slapping a cowboy hat you had laying around on his head

he likes hearing you tell stories about living in the south and shit

and how fucking weird your (mostly distant) family was

"wait, is incest actually a problem?"

"I mean in the 1800s yeah, it's still pretty legal in a lot of places too but it's a bit less of a problem, doesn't make it less gross though. my second aunt and uncle are actually cousins, so like, that uncle is my third uncle technically"

"What the hell?"

RANBOO

he grew up in the more northern areas of the east coast so he at least has America pretty understood

the cultural shock still kinda hit them tho

the tornadoes? the droughts? the heat?

they thought the heat was bad for them? oh good god

when you let your accent slip out he just takes a second to make sure he heard you correctly and then jokes about it

"ready to hit the cabellas and get some guns?" He asks in a shit accent

"hell yeah, man, let's go" you reply, grabbing a nerf gun off their desk

they love your accent though, and loves how you both pronounce things and talk completely differently

sometimes he'll catch himself talking a bit like you and pause like "did I just say that like that...?"

FREDDIE BADLINU

when you slip out your accent or are just too tired to cover it up, he can't stop thinking about you like remaking the young sheldon intro if that makes sense

I know it doesn't but bare w me...

"ready to go wind up some cows partner?"

"fuck yeah, america!! rah!!!"

loves learning about the cultural differences between you two and shit

has a whole cowboy hat collection to cosplay as you and apparently each hat has their own personality/era of yourself

asks you what tornadoes are like and shit

"do you actually say yeehaw?"

"I hope not"

#lowkeyrobin #mcyt x reader #mcyt preferences #mcyt oneshot #tommyinnit x reader #ranboo x reader #badlinu x reader #tubbo x reader #freddie badlinu x reader #handsome bros x reader #gn reader #mcyt x gn reader #gender neutral reader #they/them reader

[crybaby-bkg]

On It

Bakugou x f!reader x Shinsou Warnings: smut, weed and alcohol usage, summer/pool party, bakugou and shinsou are a little mean to each other (playfully and degrading), flirting, banter, cunnilingus, threesome, bathroom sex, double penetration (just the tip), cum shots. please let me know if I missed anything! Word Count: 5.9k Notes: I didn't have a solo bakugou idea, so I finally wrote this LOL. I hope you all enjoy!! happy birthday Bakugou !! Minors/blank/ageless blogs DNI! Also available here on ao3!

Showing up to a pool party that multiple of your friends invited you to, you expected there to be a lot more people attending. To your surprise, its your friends that invited you, and a few of their friends, and it makes you wonder if you really should’ve brought three bottles of liquor. 

“Thanks for bringing so many! This’ll be great for the jungle juice,” Kirishima grins at you when you first enter, taking the bottles you’re juggling in your arms in his thick hands. Suddenly you don’t feel so ridiculous, smiling back at him as you enter the entirely too big house. 

“This is a lot more intimate than I had expected.” You mumble to Kiri, looking into the living room to see a few people sitting on the couch playing video games, a sliding glass door open to reveal the large pool outside. A few people are sitting on the sides, some in the water, and others chasing their friends with water balloons. It makes you smile though, as the people who catch your eyes smile and wave at you, more familiar faces than you expected greeting you as Kirishima pops the caps off the bottles. 

“Yeah, we didn’t want it to get out of control, you know?” He says to you absentmindedly as he starts pouring two bottles into an already full container of mystery liquid. You sniff, and damn near pass out at the fumes burning your nose hairs. 

“Oi, shitty hair! Who told you to fuck with my juice?” You hear a voice call from behind you. You glance over your shoulder, pulling your cover up further on your shoulder, suddenly shy when a broad and strong blond stomps into the kitchen. He spares you a glance before doubling back, one eyebrow cocking as he takes you in, opening his mouth to speak, but he’s cut off when Kirishima whines at him. 

“Bro, its just a few more bottles! It isn’t gonna hurt anyone.” Kirishima hands you a half empty bottle, as the container gets this close to spilling over. You take it, eyebrows raised before shrugging to yourself, taking a sip from the cheap bottle. You wince and splutter at the taste, eyes screwing shut before you feel the bottle being snatched from your hands. Its in the blond’s possession now, as he frowns at you, before looking at the bottle. 

“You tryna grow hair on your chest, or something?” He asks you, pointing to the high alcohol percentage on the bottle. You blink at it, before looking up at the blond guilty, then to Kirishima who takes a cup and gathers some juice in his cup. He also winces at the taste of the jungle juice, shaking his head a little before he laughs under his breath. 

“Maybe. We can’t all be hairless like you.” You shrug back at the blond, mouth tipping up in a smile when Kirishima suddenly cackles from beside you. You watch the blond’s eyebrows shoot up in surprise before he scowls at you. You can see his own mouth tilting up in the corners, and it makes his glare a little less intimidating. 

“Stop being such a stick in the mud, Kacchan, not all of us get drunk off of wine coolers,” you hear a familiar voice from behind you, and you instantly perk up when Denki enters the kitchen. He pulls you into a hug and you accept it, smiling when he compliments your cover up. 

“Play a round of Mario Kart with us before we get in the pool!” he tells you with a smile, ducking when this Kacchan takes (what you hope is) a playful swing at him. 

“Are you really setting your friend up to get her ass handed to her, Denki?” Another unfamiliar voice chimes in, and you turn on your heel to see who came in talking shit. Its a purple haired guy you’ve seen around before, but didn’t know personally, but you think he’s one of Denki’s friend. He smiles lazily at you, lavender eyes trailing up your figure slowly, makes you a little unsteady on your feet with how his mouth smirks around the blunt in his mouth. He blows the smoke away, makes the kitchen foggy with it, and you’re pulled out of his trance when Kacchan suddenly splutters and starts swiping away at the smoke. 

“Get the hell outta here with that stinky shit,” he growls, and you look at him over your shoulder, giggling when the smoke only curls around his hand with every swipe. He cuts his eyes at you, narrowing them, and you hide your giggles behind your hand when you watch him try to hold back a cough. 

“I always forget how sensitive you are, Bakugou.” The purple haired guy hums, brushing past you to grab a cup, swiping it through the container that Kirishima starts stirring with a large spoon. 

“Sensitive my ass, that shit just smells like death and skunks.” Bakugou (Kacchan?) scoffs under his breath, folding big arms over his chest that you can’t help but admire. You start to feel a little light headed honestly, as you look around the spacious kitchen, realizing that you’re the only one not exposed in their bathing suit, surrounded by a bunch of muscular and built guys that keep staring at you and grinning. A red solo cup is pushed in your direction, finding the purple haired guy on the giving end of it, as he holds his own cup in another hand. 

“I’m Shinsou,” he introduces himself, and you do the same with a small smile and nod in his direction. You take the cup, clinking it with his, watching how Denki effortlessly takes the blunt from Shinsou’s mouth to put in his own, as you both tip your head backs to drink. 

“Ready to get your ass handed to you in Mario Kart?” Shinsou asks with a smirk, looming over you as he rests his hand on the counter beside you. You nod again, chuckling under your breath as you turn away, heading to the living room. 

You miss the way Kirishima and Denki share a look, before glancing at Bakugou’s reddening face. They share another look, devious little smiles, as they nod to each other and head for the living room to watch the two of you play. 

Eventually, you beat Shinsou four different times before he finally calls defeat. It’s a fun atmosphere to be in, as everyone praises and applauds you, cheering you on as they chant your name. You’re sure its because there’s been so much booze and blunts being passed around, but you can’t bring yourself to get too hung up on the details. 

After a while, you all decide to migrate to the pool area, holding your friend Mina’s hand as she guides you to one of the pool chairs with a bubblegum pink towel strewn across it. Some people had decided to leave at that point, so the party became smaller and even more intimate than it already was, but you found yourself happy about it. You watch as Mina slips off her coverup with no problem, as she dons a cute white thong bikini, poking her hip at you as you whistle at her. 

“Hurry up so I can catcall you!” She pokes at you, the two of you laughing as you pull your coverup from over your head, throwing it on the pool chair as you pose for her too. She ooh’s and ahh’s the entire time, picking up her phone to snap pictures of you, then the both of you together, laughing all the while. Your head swings around though, when Kirishima suddenly calls your name from the pool, grinning as he hooks a thumb over his shoulder. 

“Hey, can you help Bakugou fill up some more water balloons? I don’t wanna get out yet!” He calls to you, a pleading expression crossing his face when you sneer at him playfully. You look across the other side of the pool where Bakugou is hunched over with a hose, cursing loudly to himself when too much water fills a balloon and pops in his hands. You and Mina snicker at the display, and you give a thumbs up to Kiri as you start making your way over to the struggling blond. 

“Need some help there?” You ask him, a hand on your hip as the other shields the sun from your face. You feel your face heating up when Bakugou suddenly whips his head up, frowning and ready to shoo you away, when he realizes he’s eye level with your chest. He stutters for a second, spluttering, before forcing himself to look at your face, frowning a little as he hands you a handful of balloons. 

“They’re defective,” he mutters, offering up the hose. You sit on the ground in front of him, perfectly filling up the balloon with no problem before handing it to him with a smile. 

“Defective?” You question with a cock of your brow. Bakugou only scoffs, snatching the ballon from you as he ties it quickly with thick fingers that you can’t help but to admire. 

“How about I fill and you tie?” You offer him with a smile, eyes squinting from the bright sun. Bakugou thinks you look pretty like that, with the hose steadily leaking all over your soft looking thighs and your gentle smile. He breaks out of his stupor with a single nod, quickly tying the next balloon you give him. It goes on like that, silently, for a few minutes before he decides to speak up. 

“So, how do you know shitty hair?” He asks you, dumping another balloon into a big bucket that’s only halfway full. You look up at him from under your lashes, and Bakugou has to look away to keep his dirty thoughts at bay. 

“Kirishima?” You ask, and Bakugou grunts in affirmation. “Oh, we’ve had a few classes together, and had to work on this big project for one. After that, we became friends.” 

Bakugou nods at that, quiet as he thinks to himself on whether or not Kirishima had ever mentioned you. If so, he had never shown him a picture of you, or else Bakugou would’ve been asked more about you, who you were, whether or not you were in a relationship. 

“How’d you two meet?” You ask him now, looking up at him as you hand him another balloon. He tries not to stare at the way your cleavage pushes together when you lift your arms, nor the innocent look on your face as you stare up at him. He feels his cheeks warming, and can only hope you blame it on the sun and alcohol. 

“Friends in high school. The fucker wouldn’t leave me alone,” Bakugou grumbles, feeling his lips twitch in a smile when you laugh at his words. You two grow quiet again before you speak up,

“Same thing with Denki and that Shinsou guy?” You ask, watching his fingers work to tie the balloon, how his large palms are so careful with everything. He tosses the blue balloon in the bucket before cracking his knuckles, and the sight shouldn’t be as erotic as it is to you. 

“Yeah, but dead eyes wasn’t in my classes. We were really just mutuals because of Sparky.” Bakugou shrugs, and you can’t help but chuckle under your breath. He nudges you with his foot, frowning as you fill up another balloon. 

“What’s so funny?” Bakugou asks you, nudging you again when you swat at his leg playfully. 

“You and these mean ass nicknames for everybody.” You laugh, glancing over to Kirishima, then Denki, and Shinsou. “They’re mean, but they fit so well. I hate to say it.” 

Bakugou grins at that, wide and proud, feels his chest swelling with pride that he could make you laugh after only a few minutes of talking. He’s about to ask you something else, maybe something along the lines of whether or not you’re single or interested in anybody, but he’s cut off but a certain dead eyed asshole. 

“We don’t need the water balloons anymore. We’re just gonna chill in the pool for now.” Shinsou calls over to you guys, an almost satisfied look on his face as he watches Bakugou’s eye twitch as he damn near explodes. 

“Then why the fuck did you waste my time?” He shouts, standing up as he chucks the water balloon he just tied at Shinsou who ducks in time. Sadly, it knocks Denki right in the face, and the force of it sends him flying back into the water behind him. He goes down with a dramatic scream as everyone bursts into laughter. 

“I had fun tying balloons with you, Bakugou.” You tell him, as he reaches a hand out to help you stand. You brush your butt and legs off, and Bakugou gets so caught up in watching the fat of your skin jiggle with every brush, that he misses the way Denki sneaks up on him and snatches a water balloon to throw at his head. It’s Bakugou’s turn to splutter, as chaos ensues, and the water balloons get used anyway. 

Everything calms down after a while, more people leaving until there’s just a few of you guys left to chill in the pool. Its nice and cold for the hot summer day, and you’re resting your back on the side of the pool besides Mina as everyone converses amongst the group. You watch how Shinsou whispers something to Denki before glancing over at you, and Bakugou does the same with Kiri. You start feeling like prey when they all turn their attention to you suddenly, shrinking in on yourself as you sip at your jungle juice. 

“We’ve been friends for so long, and yet I’ve never asked you what your type is?” Kirishima calls out first, a friendly look on his face, but you can tell he’s plotting something. He’s so easy to be disarming though, and you fall right into his trap. 

“I don’t have much of a type,” you shrug. “As long as you’re kind to me and others, I’m fine.”

“Even with a hot head with both inferiority and superiority complexes?” Kiri asks, suddenly gasping in slight pain as you watch him double over. Bakugou’s eyes are narrowed at the side of his head, and you hide your laugh from behind your cup. 

“As long as you’re working through your shit,” you answer with a grin, looking at Bakugou this time when you answer. His cheeks have gone red and he glances away, muttering something under his breath. 

The guys throw more questions your way, and other people too so that it doesn’t look so obvious what they’re doing. But you already know—Denki and Kirishima are vetting you for Shinsou and Bakugou, and honestly, you find the whole thing cute and hilarious. You perk up though, when the questions start getting more sexual in nature, which makes Mina giggle behind her hand beside you. 

“Feelings on oral fixations—go!” Denki shoots at you with a point, and you can’t help but grin in amusement. You glance over to Shinsou, who actually looks shy for the first time that night, sipping at his drink as he looks at you from over his cup. You realize now though, that this entire time you’ve seen him, he’s always had something in his mouth, whether it be a blunt, or a piece of candy, or the side of his cup. 

“I think its cute. Endearing, even.” You tease, staring at Shinsou all the while. You catch the way his eyes widen momentarily before he tries to neutralize his expression, glancing away from you. You glance over to Bakugou next, whose eyes are narrowed and fixed on the purple haired man, before he nudges Kirishima non too discretely. 

“Feelings on body worship?” Kiri pipes up, eyebrows raised in question as you direct your gaze to him, and then Bakugou who watches on in anticipation. You shrug again, murmuring around the rim of your cup,

“I don’t mind being worshipped every now and again,” you answer, glancing over to see Bakugou swallow thickly. And after that, its a competition where each question gets more and more personal about your sex life and interests until the bystanders have had enough. 

“Can we please talk about how good I whooped Denki’s ass in Mario Party?” Mina chimes in with a roll of her eyes dramatically, before she grins when Denki immediately protests. You watch everyone start to bicker playfully about the games they played, and other shit you can’t seem to care about. Not when both Shinsou and Bakugou haven’t stopped staring at you, looming like hungry predators. You mull some things over in your head before you come up with a plan, smiling to yourself as you set your cup down on the pavement beside you. 

You pull yourself out of the pool, aware of the eyes lingering on your body. But you pay it no mind, as you jog over to your towel, patting yourself dry hastily before you make your way inside of the house. You don’t see Shinsou climbing out of the pool behind you, too far ahead in the house as you make your way to the upstairs bathroom after getting lost on the first floor. You go to close the door behind you when someone suddenly pushes themselves in. 

You gasp, heart dropping at first, but you calm when you see its only Shinsou. He looms over you again like how he did in the kitchen, but closer this time, and you finally get to admire how pretty he really is up close. And when he speaks, you see that shimmer of a tongue ring that you hadn’t noticed before, sitting on the tip of his pink muscle. 

“What are you doing in here?” You ask him, watching how he shuts the door behind him, but doesn’t lock it. 

“I just wanted to talk to you one on one.” Shinsou shrugs at you, as you look at him from under your lashes. 

“Did you wanna talk, or did you want to put that oral fixation to use?” You tease him, stepping up to wrap your arms around his neck. Shinsou actually looks surprised at that, chuckling under his breath as he runs his hands up and down your arms before settling on your naked waist. 

“You know me so well already.” He grins at you. He leans in to kiss you, but is interrupted when the door swings open quickly. You gasp, jumping in place before you realize who your intruder is—Bakugou. He stands there with a mean frown, eyes glued on Shinsou, at his proximity, at where his hands are glued to your skin. 

“You slick fucker,” Bakugou growls at Shinsou before he enters the bathroom himself, slamming the door behind him. You take a step back from the two of them, narrowing your eyes as they both look surprised when you pull away. 

“You two have been eye fucking me since I got here. Now, you two need to either learn how to share or take turns, or else I’m leaving.” You’re stern with them suddenly, takes them both by surprise. You’ve been pretty quiet this whole time, all flirty chuckles and soft conversations. They don’t expect it, and honestly, it makes them harder than it really should. 

“I’m going first.” Shinsou speaks up, eyes locked on you as he takes a step toward you once more. Bakugou tries to intervene, but you shoot him a glare that stops him in his tracks. 

“How come you get to go first?” Bakugou pouts petulantly, crossing his arms as he watches Shinsou wrap his arms around you and starts mouthing at your neck. You moan softly when he bites at your skin, before sucking it into his mouth, laving over the sting with a soothing tongue and cold jewelry that adorns it. Your eyes flutter open to watch how Bakugou leans against the back of the bathroom door, his arms folded and frowning, but you don’t miss the way he switches his weight to the other foot. You glance down between his legs, see the thick outline of his cock straining in his swim shorts, and smile up at him lazily. 

“Stop complaining and get behind me already.” You snark at him, crooking a finger in his direction. Bakugou follows like a dog with a bone, slipping in behind you as he rests both of your weights on the bathroom sink. He tilts your head in his direction, mouth sliding against your own in a sweet and gentle kiss. His lips mold against your own, and you sigh sweetly into his mouth when Shinsou licks up the expanse of your neck until he reaches the corner of your lips. 

From there, he steals your kiss from Bakugou, his tongue gliding against yours. Bakugou mouths at your jaw and ear, nipping at you and relishing in your sweet little sighs and hiccups. You feel Shinsou’s hands slipping lower on your waist, tugging your bathing suit bottoms down with it all the while. You gasp into his mouth when you’re bare and exposed below the navel, pulling away from the kiss and finding a thin string of saliva to connect you. You barely have time to look between the two of you where his thick fingers trace your lips before Bakugou is stealing you back once more. 

You reach a hand back and tangle it into ash blond locks to keep yourself grounded when Shinsou runs a finger through your wetness. You moan softly, letting Bakugou suck your tongue into his mouth, throbbing at the heat and the feeling of being encompassed between the two hot bodies. 

“She’s so fuckin’ wet cause of me,” Shinsou murmurs into the skin of your neck, biting down harshly to hear you mewl. Bakugou grunts, runs a hand down the middle of your chest until he drags your top down, exposing your chest to the stuffy air of the room. 

“Who the fuck said it was cause of you?” Bakugou snips, bringing his other hand around to fondle your breasts, thumbs rubbing over your nipples. Your back arches off of his abdomen when Shinsou circles your clit a few times, mouthing at the skin under your ear as you can feel him grin into your skin. 

“Its always cause of me.” He answers cockily, staring down the blond over your shoulder before he suddenly drops to his knees in front of you. Shinsou groans at the sight of your sticky inner thighs, leaning in to bite one of them as he squeezes your legs in his hands. 

“Prettiest fuckin’ pussy I’ve ever seen,” he mutters under his breath, kissing at you as he hikes one of your legs up to get better access. Bakugou catches your knee effortlessly, hooking it under the crook of his arm as the other hand continues to pinch and pull at your nipple. He bites at your bottom lip and pulls, eyes low as he watches ecstasy take over your face. He glances between your legs, watches how Shinsou’s low eyes take in your form as he sucks your clit into his mouth, cheeks hollowing with every pull. 

“How does it feel, sweetheart?” Bakugou mutters against your mouth, watching how your eyes flutter open to look at him. You pull your bottom lip between your teeth, sighing softly as slurping sounds emit from between your legs. 

“So fuckin’ good,” you whisper, eyes rolling shut once more as you buck your hips against Shinsou’s face. He laps at you, flicking the cold jewelry against your hole and dips his tongue in as far as it can reach, caressing your walls. He pulls back to spit on your cunt, catching it in his mouth before repeating the process. By the time he’s finished, you’re a mess, slick and drool dripping from your cunt into his mouth and the floor beneath him. Shinsou’s neck is craned almost uncomfortably, but its worth it when you start riding his face. 

You moan too loudly at that, and Bakugou quickly turns your face to his, shoving his tongue into your mouth to quiet your noises. You suck on the muscle messily, gasping and panting when Shinsou suddenly slides two thick fingers inside of your hole. You quiver where you stand, knees shaking as Bakugou squeezes your skin under his hot palm. 

“Can’t be too loud, baby,” he whispers against you. “Can’t have everybody hearing you, find out what we’re doing to you up here.” You whimper at that, eyebrows screwing up as you run your fingers through Shinsou’s fluffy hair. You hold him in place, rock your hips against his mouth and fingers, ignoring his deep chuckle when you start using him for your own pleasure. 

“That’s right, make that fuckin’ loser your toy,” Bakugou groans under his breath, pulling your nipples and tits away from your body and letting go so he can watch them drop. He grins at your pathetic little whines, pulling his face to yours as you whimper against his mouth,

“Gonna cum,” its so quiet, so soft and sweet, he thinks he might cum in his pants. Bakugou groans again, licking at your tongue when you start to pant, eye popping open to watch how drunk Shinsou gets between your thighs and at the taste of you. 

“Cum all over his tongue—he likes that shit,” Bakugou whispers against you, grinning in Shinsou’s direction as he watches the other man’s eyebrows pull up as he starts pawing at his own cock through his swim shorts. You throw your head back with a moan, eyes clenched shut as Shinsou keeps licking at your clit until you burst, slick dribbling down his chin as you clench around his fingers. You claw at anything you can find, feeling Bakugou hold your hands gently, kissing at your cheeks and temples as he coos at you when you start to come down from your orgasm. Its hard to, when Shinsou won’t stop sucking your clit between soft lips, pulling and pulling until Bakugou has to shove him away with a hand to his forehead. 

“Down, you fuckin’ dog. It’s my turn.” He grunts, and the power in his voice makes you clench around nothing. You’re like a rag doll as they reposition you until Shinsou is behind you and Bakugou is in front. He pulls you into a bruising kiss before pulling away with a smack, holding your cheeks in between two fingers as he levels you off with a serious look. 

“Can I fuck you now?” He asks gently, tapping your cheeks twice when your eyes flutter, distracted by Shinsou’s sweet little kisses against your neck. You snap them open, nodding quickly as you run your hands up and down the muscular expanse of his chest and stomach. 

“Please,” you whisper, looking at him through your lashes. 

“Such a desperate girl,” Shinsou whispers behind you with a grin, hiking your leg up like how Bakugou had just done a few moments earlier. Bakugou wastes no time in pulling his shorts down until his cock springs free, all pretty and thick and red at the tip. You feel your mouth salivating at the sight of it, swallowing thickly as you grab it in your hands, glancing up at him when he sucks in air through his teeth. 

“Can I put it in?” You whisper to him, feeling Shinsou groan against your nape as he squeezes a tit in his hand eagerly. Bakugou grunts, nodding quickly as he grabs you by the waist to steady himself. He doesn’t say anything, only pushes his hips forward until his tip knocks against your hole, and you cover him in your slick, sliding the tip back and forth until his precum mixes with your juices. Shinsou watches over your shoulder, biting at your skin to keep his own sounds at bay just from watching you two. 

“Stop teasing,” Bakugou groans, still letting you have the control. You laugh under your breath but silently agree, finally pushing him in as you suck in a sharp breath at the intrusion. He’s so thick, feels like you can taste him at the back of your throat, as you slide him inside of you until his hips push the rest of the way in. 

You fall back into Shinsou with a sweet little hiccuping moan, grabbing at his cheek until he turns to face you so you can kiss him. Bakugou groans at the feeling of your cunt clamping down tight around him, burying his face into your neck and biting at the skin there to silence himself. He takes a moment before he moves, pulling back until he pushes half his cock back in, and starting a rhythm that makes your tits bounce from the movement. 

He fucks you against Shinsou hard with fast strokes, mouth latched onto the skin of your neck as Shinsou sucks at your bottom lip and tongue. You’re sandwiched between them, holding onto Bakugou’s shoulder with one arm, the other tugging at Shinsou’s hair, your moans staccato and high as you can only grab on to the both of them. 

You damn near scream when Shinsou’s magic fingers find your clit between your two bodies, rubbing at it with wet digits as Bakugou carves the shape of his cock deep inside of you. You’re silenced with another tongue in your mouth and you can’t be bothered to care which ones it is at the moment, too high on the ecstasy the two of them put you in. 

You gasp when you’re suddenly lifted off of your feet, Bakugou picking up your other leg, makes his cock sink even deeper inside of you. You wrap your arm around his shoulders, bringing him in closer, eyes shut tight as he starts sliding against your sweet spot, Shinsou rubbing at your swelling clit all the while. You’re close to coming again, when your eyes snap open at an unfamiliar prodding at your already occupied hole. 

“Mind if I squeeze in?” Shinsou murmurs hotly against your ear. “Just the tip.” He promises, Bakugou slowing at the feeling of another cock bumping against his own. He doesn’t protest, and it makes you wonder if they’ve done something like this before to be so accustomed to the other. 

“Just the tip.” You mumble after a few beats of silence, wondering when he even got his own cock out without you noticing. Its too late to ask questions though, as you have to bite back a pained whimper when Shinsou starts making room for his cock alongside Bakugou’s. His doesn’t feel as thick, but the mushroomed head is still fighting for space in your already tight hole. You hide your face in Bakugou’s neck, willing yourself to relax as Shinsou rocks his hips a few times until you feel the head pop in beside Bakugou’s cock. 

“Feels so full,” you whimper, eyes squeezed shut as they let you adjust to the feeling. They shower you in kisses and licks and bites, whispering praises against your skin, cooing at you for taking them both so well, for being so good for them. It loosens you, makes you turn into putty right before their eyes as you sigh sweetly, eyes fluttering open as you look between your legs. 

It’s a lewd sight, with Bakugou’s cock snuggled fully inside of you, his pubes wet and soft where they rest against your own mound. You can see the shaft of Shinsou’s cock, but his head is disappeared inside of you, his balls that hang below twitch and tighten up every time you clench, and you think you might just cum then and there. 

“Move,” you whine to them, trying to roll your hips where they hold you up. They both hiss, their hands tightening their grips to keep you from making them finish before they’re ready. 

“So impatient.” Bakugou grunts. 

“So needy.” Shinsou chimes in after. They don’t give you much of an answer before Bakugou starts rolling his hips inside of you again, Shinsou still the entire time, though. But its still so good, with his cock staying dormant and just a thick presence inside of you while Bakugou hits your sweet spot, neither of them ever leaving you empty. 

Shinsou starts rubbing at your clit again, peppering kisses on one side of your neck, as Bakugou kisses up the other side. One hand kneads your ass as they hold you up, another one on your clit, one gropes your tit, another slides a finger into your mouth. Its so many feelings all at once, and you can’t keep up, can’t stop the flooding feeling that drowns you and makes you shake on both of their cocks. 

They groan in unison when you cum, clenching down tight around them, makes Bakugou speed his hips up until his balls are smacking against Shinsou’s. You blearily open your eyes, watch how they bite and lick at each others mouths, and you think to yourself, there’s no way this is their first time doing this together. 

You let them use you until Bakugou groans that he’s gonna cum, Shinsou teasing him all the while despite his own cock twitching and kicking inside of you. Bakugou pulls out first, moaning as he jerks his tip until he cums all over your stomach and cunt and Shinsou’s cock, gripping your waist tightly as he squeezes his eyes shut. 

“Fuckin’ pathetic,” Shinsou mutters with a grin, air being shoved out of his lungs when Bakugou grabs his cock and jerks him off with his tip still inside of you. He pulls the other’s cock out of you at the last second when he feels him thickening in his hand, letting the purple haired man spray his load all over your stomach and the floor. 

Your stomach is a mess, thick white cum dripping down in waves until it mingles with your pubes. You sigh at the sight, running a single finger through it before you pop it into your mouth, groaning at the taste. The two men watch you, cocks twitching once more at the sight of you, before they finally let you down. Shinsou sits you on the toilet, and he rests on the side of the tub with Bakugou sitting with his legs kicked out in front of you. 

“Well that was fun.” Shinsou speaks up first, looking between the two of you with a lazy grin. You chuckle under your breath, taking the wet washcloth Bakugou had given you before he sat down, cleaning your stomach with it. 

“Yeah, I’ve never been double penetrated on the first date. I guess good things really do come to those who wait.” You joke with a half smile. Bakugou snorts at you and opens his mouth to speak when there’s a sudden knock on the door. 

“Are you guys finished yet?” Kirishima whines from the other side. “I really gotta pee and Denki’s in the other bathroom downstairs!” The three of you all share looks, before Bakugou calls out,

“We’re going for round two, so just piss in the pool!” He says. You and Shinsou chuckle quietly, shaking your head at the blond as Kirishima groans before hearing him retreat from the door. You guys sit in silence for a few seconds, before standing and gathering around the bathroom window to watch the scene below unfold. Kirishima stands in the pool, eyes closed in bliss before the water suddenly turns a dark blue and everyone starts screaming as he splutters in confusion.

You couldn’t have had a better time. 

#—new treat in the streets! 🍫 #bakugou treats! 🍬 #shinsou treats! 🍬 #shinbaku treats! 🍬

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can I request a list of like green flags and red flags for each of the characters in voltron? btw I love your writing:)

Hello friendo, thank you sm! Thanks for the request, I adore this idea. Also…Sorry y’all, I was posting like every other day for two weeks and then I hopped off for like two months. Oof life is really life-ing rn. I honestly chose to write this prompt before a lot of other requests bc it seems like an easy and short thing to bust out quickly. I swear, I will get to the rest eventually 🩵 keep sending in requests if you’d like! And as always… ENJOY~

KEITH ❤️

Red Flags 🚩

TERRIBLE AT COMMUNICATING. We all know Keith is stubborn and easily overwhelmed with a short temper. He doesn’t really know how to talk to people without getting angry. He feels that bc he has a hard time explaining exactly what he means, people never understand him and that makes him mad.

Bro isn’t scared of anything…and that low key scares everyone else. Like…who isn’t afraid of anything? The whole team has tried sooooo hard to figure out what will get Keith to jump out of his skin and scream like a child but to no avail… Boy just doesn’t flinch, doesn’t care, couldn’t care less about bugs and rodents and clowns and heights or anything like that.

Wears his gloves in the shower sometimes. Like wtf ???

Green Flags ✅

Also bc he is not afraid of anything, boy will protect his friends/family/partner SO HARD. He will verbally AND physically tear someone apart just for looking at you the wrong way. Very protective and caring but in a good way ya know?

Actually very selfless and not self-centered in the slightest. Keith is very giving and helpful, despite his tough exterior, he’s very caring, observant and considerate. He’ll give the shirt off his back to someone in need. He’s always down to help others. Ugh Sweet heart ❤️‍🔥

Has a sick ass space wolf that will also protect you like COSMO IS A MAJOR PLUS OKAY BIG GREEN FLAG DOGGO

LANCE 💙

Red Flags 🚩

Obvi his biggest red flag is how flirty he is. Boy will flirt with anything that breaths and that can get really annoying sometimes and affect the rest of the team.

Jealous AS FUCK. Like the petty jealous type. Lance is the kind of guy to pretend he has a partner back home just bc some alien girl he was flirting with said she had a partner already. He’s like “OH YEAH? Wow cool me too, same same, yeah….” But homie’s ego is a bit sore now…

Lies a lot. Lance just panics sometimes and tells a lie. He knows it’s wrong and he always feels guilty after lying to someone but it always just slips out. His mouth moves faster than his brain most the time.

Green Flags ✅

THE BEST HUGGER/CUDDLER OMFGGGGGG. Lance is the best hugger and cuddle buddy ever, period, end of story, try to change my mind. His long arms always stretch fully around the recipient’s torso and he squeezes tight enough to make you feel warm but not smothered. Usually will rest his chin on the other person’s head if they’re short enough (so Pidge obvi).

Very aware of other’s moods/body language/tone of voice. Everyone thinks Lance is “the dumb one” but he’s actually very in tune with what’s going on in the moment, what’s going on around him. I think he can tell how others feel the second he sees them. Good intuition kinda thing. An empath for sure.

Very considerate and often remembers the little things about people. Does he remember what he learned in class just a couple days ago? Pffft heck no! Does he remember everyone’s birthday, every year and get them a very thoughtful gift? HELL YEAHH I LOVE THIS SWEET BOY OMFG 🩵

SHIRO 🖤

Red Flags 🚩

Honestly…idfk Shiro is so perf. Perfect baby boy all the way

Maybe he could seem too nice at first…? Like when someone is nice but ur like “are you for real? Or are you fake and evil and you’re hiding something?” I think Shiro could be perceived as being fake nice at first.

Omg I feel like Shiro is one of those “ oh no, that looks delicious but I can’t. I’m watching my carbs.” YOU KNOW SHIRO IS A GYM DUDE WHO COUNTS HIS CALORIES PLZ

Green Flags ✅

ALSO AN A+ HUGGER. Imagine those big ass arms holding you so softly and so close to his big, warm body. Omg so comforting, so relaxing. Often gives a gently squeeze just before letting go and pulling away. Ugh 😩❤️‍🔥

Literally the most trustworthy man in the universe. Will defend his friends, loved ones, and planet until the end of time. Shiro would die before revealing any secrets you’ve asked him to keep. The best person to vent to bc he’ll never tell another soul about it. He’s like a personal diary

Shiro is sooooo patient. Definitely the most patient one on the team. He really does take his own advice…ya know, patience yields focus 😌 very sweet, calm man. We love Shiro

PIDGE 💚

Red Flags 🚩

GIRL WILL WORK HERSELF TO DEATH PLZ GO CHECK UP ON HER, BRING HER FOOD AND WATER, GENTLY FORCE HER INTO BED SHE NEEDS SLEEP.

Lowkey kinda moody and can get snappy very easily. Pidge is a sweet heart and very smart and a good team player but she’s also stubborn and will yell to get her point across or make herself heard (she’s an Aries…what’d you expect?)

Sometimes very conceited and braggy about how smart she is. Like yeah Pidge, we know you’re a genius and you could code in your sleep. WE GET IT. UR SMART. GEEZ 😒

Green Flags ✅

Pidge is so baby. Yeah, she can get snappy and braggy sometimes but…SHES SO BABY PLZ FORGIVE HER. She’s just young and stressed okay? Give her a break. She’ll apologize eventually with puppy dog eyes and a soft voice and while she looks adorable, she is being sincere and really wants to resolve this.

Very loyal and determined. I mean look how hard she searched and fought for her dad and brother. She won’t stop for anything or anyone once she has her mind set. Pidge Will never leave you behind and will always turn back to help someone in need.

Androgynous royalty. Pidge is soooo chill about her gender and identity. We love a confident babe 🏳️‍🌈💚

HUNK 💛

Red Flags 🚩

Boy is too scared sometimes. I think Hunk has really bad anxiety and it’s not the anxiety that is the red flag, it’s how he copes with it…which he doesn’t. Hunk let’s his anxiety get the best if him sometimes…but he’s trying.

Honestly…does Hunk really have any other red flags??? Baby boy is so sweet idk 🤷🏻

Over eats to the point of getting sick sometimes…and never learns his lesson. (Me asf)

Green Flags ✅

THE SWEETEST MOST CONSIDERATE AND THOUGHTFUL MAN IN THE UNIVERSE OMFG WHAT A SWEET HEART 😩💛 honestly just a very good guy. We love Hunk.

Obvi his cooking skills!!! Can cook for any occasion, on any cooking surface, in any conditions. Can cook so many different dishes from so many rich cultures around the world! So talented. His food always hits.

THE ABSOLUTE BEST at cheering others up. Soooo funny and silly and kind and relatable. He tries so hard to brighten others’ days when they need it. Will stop what he’s doing just to go cheer up a friend or loved one and watch them smile again.

MATT 🧡

Red Flags 🚩

Interrupts A LOT. In any given conversation, he will interrupt and talk over someone else at least once every minute. Can get really annoying sometimes but in his defense, if he waits too long to speak up, he’ll just totally forget what he was gonna say.

Like Lance, I think Matt would be overly flirty and act like a Fuck boy sometimes. Like bro sit your nerd ass down, that person is SOOO out of your league plz chill.

Can not take anything seriously (unless it comes to his family or his or anyone else’s safety) but day to day, Matt makes so many dumb and inappropriate jokes at the worst times. Ugh 😒

Green Flags ✅

Very brotherly to everyone he considers a friend or family. Protective, constantly checking up on others, making sure they have eaten, asking if they need anything from him. He cares a lot. Bonus points bc he’s a very good brother to his actual sibling too. Aww Pidge and Matt are sibling goals. 🥹

HOT AS FUCK NO MATTER HIS HAIR STYLE/LENGTH. You can fight me on this. Matt is gorg and so is his hair at every single moment throughout the show.

Extremely accepting and open minded. Matt treats everyone he meets equally and never seems phased when he meets others so different from himself. He may ask some questions for the sake of his own curiosity, but would never pass judgment on another person.

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[artiststarme]

Utter Chaos

Oof, this may be the dumbest and most chaotic thing I've ever written. I'm writing the second part to the fic where the Party forgot Steve's birthday so stay tuned. Please leave your thoughts in the comments!

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Robin was his best friend, his ride or die, his Platonic soulmate with a capital P. He knew she still wasn’t comfortable enough  to come out to the Party just as he wasn’t. So when she accidentally made a gay comment that outed herself, of course Steve jumped to focus everyone’s attention on himself. 

Robin was talking to Nancy about the failures of dating or something when it happened. She laughed at Nance’s comment about having crushes on poor choices. 

“Yeah, I had a crush on Vickie until I found out she had a boyfriend.” Robin’s eyes widened as soon as she realized what she said. 

“I mean-“ her panicked eyes whipped over to Steve’s and he knew he had to fix it. 

“How’d you get over it? My crush on Eddie just won’t go away.” He asked, sounding confident and nonchalant but his insides were riling. 

His words caused Eddie to suck in a deep breath of air and start choking. Steve looked at him and patted his back which only seemed to make the choking worse. 

“Dude, are you okay?” Eddie just gave an undignified whimper in response. 

Nancy’s eyes narrowed on Steve, “so what, you’re gay now?”

He felt oddly defensive in the face of her scrutiny and narrowed his eyes in retaliation. “No, I’m half-gay. What’s it to you?”

Robin cut Nancy off from the tirade that was sure to come, “Steve, it’s called bisexual.”

“Yeah, I’m that. I like guys and girls.”

Nancy paled a few shades, “that-that’s a thing?”

“Um yeah, obviously. I didn’t really realize it until I saw Eddie in the boat shed though.”

Eddie’s back tensed under Steve’s hand and he made a muffled shout of frustration and outrage. Steve just gave his shoulder a pat in commiseration. Yeah, he’d been there for months. Welcome to the club, Munson. 

The rest of the Party was silent. Dustin was staring between him and Eddie in unbridled glee like all of his wishes had come true. Lucas and Max looked unperturbed like they’d known for months which knowing them, they might have. Will looked hopefully ecstatic and El was smiling happily. Mike though, looked pissed. 

“That’s disgusting!” Mike yelled with his lip curled in disgust. 

“Shut the hell up, Mike!” Nancy yelled at her brother. 

Robin, Steve, and Eddie whipped their heads toward her but she just shrugged. “He shouldn’t talk to you guys like that. Plus, I’ve had a crush on Robin for weeks. I just didn’t know it was okay.”

Robin gasped obnoxiously and started hitting Steve’s shoulder over and over again. “Oh my god, oh my god, Steve! Oh my god! Can you believe this? Oh my god, no, does this violate our bro code? Oh no, she broke your heart. Of course you wouldn’t want me dating her.”

Steve just shook his head, “Robs, I just want you to be happy. I don’t mind if you want to date my ex. But if Nance hurts you like she hurt me, I’m gonna go after her and make her regret it.”

“Oh, thanks Steve!” She hugged him and he closed his eyes. At least everything had turned out right in the end. 

He didn’t notice Hopper and Joyce at the top of the stairs. They were both staring into the basement in confusion at what they’d just heard. All Hop could do was look at Joyce in utter befuddlement and mouth “what the fuck just happened?”

She just shrugged her shoulders, how the hell would she know?

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[billthedrake]

TRAINING THE SALES GUY (PART FIVE)

Again this story has some edgier, more extreme oral play, with each chapter going a little further.

It was crazy hot seeing my straight bro of a coworker get into more extreme oral sex.

We had only two accidents. It was inevitable, I guess. The first one killed the mood.

Carson and I had been doing the Countdown Game, modeled after that video I'd sent him. The first two times we'd done it had been crazy hot, and Carson loved the challenge of it. I'd have him deep throat me and then I'd count off the seconds. The first swallow would go for one second, then Carson would back off, take a second pause and a deep breath, then I'd instruct him back on my hard cock. Swallow Two would go for two seconds, the third for three, etc.

Carson worked up to 5 seconds without too much difficulty. He was getting even better at deep throating my big dick, and his excitement fed off the game to drive him to do it with even more enthusiastic.

Rounds 6 and 7 were tougher for him, but I assured the straight-ish sales guy he could tap out at any time. I'd push his limits, but he had the ultimate say. By the time he did, we were both so worked up, I was able to do some quick face fucking to blast off straight into Carson Wells' stomach. The sight of that heavy mucus on my dong when I pulled off was just the cherry on the sundae.

The third time we played the Countdown Game, Carson went for more, and fuck, I was so turned on watching him struggle to fight that gag as he held himself pressed into my pubes. Carson wore an old, beat-up T-shirt that he didn't mind getting messy. Usually that meant that thick mucus that dripped from my cock when I pulled out or ran down his chin. But when I urged him to go for round 8, his ragged breath muttered a cry and when he took me in again, poor Carson didn't make it three seconds before he lost it.

I felt bad, and yeah I lost my hardon as I got an extra towel and a wet washcloth to help clean up. Worst was, Wells seemed pretty distraught.

"I think I'm done, Bill," he said. "Sorry." He was still hyperventilating some, trying to steady himself.

So much for the Countdown Game.

I went into full buddy mode, though. Finding him a spare T-shirt and offering to get him an Uber home. Telling him it was OK and thanking him for being a trooper. Everything in the tone of my voice told him I was OK if we stopped the more extreme throat training from here on out, and I meant it.

Thankfully Carson reached out to me next Saturday. I was glad as hell. I was getting used to my time with the guy and didn't want to get cut off cold turkey. Maybe I'd get back into doing hookups or even going on a date, but Wells was tapping into my deep fantasies and I was going to ride this suck buddy arrangement we had.

I let Carson do the work next time. Hands off, classic standing while he sat and sucked position. He was great at it, and I think the sales bro was showing me that this was as good as me taking charge of his throat.

It almost was. The slower pace did wonders for me, as I let Carson work me up gradually to a heavy cum, alternating deep throating with some more vigorous sucking.

"FUCK!" I cried. Sometimes I liked being vocal to let Carson know how deep of an orgasm he was giving me. I didn't have to play up anything that day. I reached behind his ear to massage his soft hair as he nursed the dribbles from my boner and worked toward his own big O.

"Thanks, Boss," he muttered when he finally pulled back. I could tell he appreciated that I'd let him do something less intense.

"I told you, Wells, your blowjobs are incredible."

He had a proud look. There was some kind of straight-dude competitive thing that meant Carson gave cocksucking his all. I didn't fully get it, but I loved every hookup we had.

***

All of November it was business as usual. Me acting professional with Carson at work, then Saturday meetups for a BJ from the guy. Once was on his 31st birthday and before he swallowed my cock, he muttered, "You gonna give me my present, Boss?" The more Carson and I did this, the more relaxed we got around each other, fitting into complementary roles. I played up the big bro, encouraging type, and Carson was the eager beaver into how much he got me off - and still riding that taboo that he was into having a dick in his mouth.

The guy made no move for anything else, either. No kissing, no touching. I checked in from once again to see if he wanted reciprocation. After all, Carson hadn't told me he was dating anyone. But he just assured me, he didn't like the idea of a guy doing anything for him. That was the last time I'd make the offer.

We were back to a new normal. Carson had perfected his deep throating and loved to show it off for me, but otherwise our pairings were vanilla again.

I gave him a wide berth at the office, but not avoiding him so much it looked suspicious. And for the time being we were paired with other people on sales visits, so no business trips together. The "Dream Team" would have to wait.

Still, when our annual holiday office party rolled around, I found myself talking to Carson. First with a few of the younger guys around, then just us two, alone. He was trying to keep his poker face on, but he had a naughty smile as he looked around the bar area. He was drunk, and I was getting there myself.

"So Boss," he leaned in to say. "I got a Christmas present to give you at some point."

"Yeah, Wells?" I replied with a grin. Maybe he had an actual, physical present, but that would be weird, and I had an idea of what he was getting at.

He nodded. Then he said in a deep fratty whisper, "It's been a while since we've done the Countdown Game."

Holy fuck. I'd have to will myself to keep from throwing hard in my suit trousers. I was gonna chub big time as it was. I looked to read his face. "It has," I said. Then, "We don't gotta, you know."

"I know," Carson nodded. "But I keep thinking about it. I figure I know the worst that can happen." He paused to read my expression. "But if it freaked you, Boss, I get that."

"It didn't," I assured him. "Um, stuff happens."

Carson nodded and that naughty look on his handsome face returned. It blew my mind that he was so into a guy using his mouth. "So you wanna, Boss?"

I nodded, taking a sip of my drink. "My place or yours, Carson?"

"Mine," he said. "Give me a ten minute head start?"

"Yeah," I replied, blushing and feeling my heart pound. We were really going to do this.

I went over to make small talk with two of the client service people in our department. I tried not to be obvious, but out of the corner of my eye, I watched Carson rejoin some of the younger people before finally taking leave. It took me longer than ten minutes to extricate myself from the conversation I was having with a couple of married coworkers, but soon I was giving my good night and texting Carson as I hailed a cab.

The guy had a big playful smile as he showed me into his condo. I saw a couple of towels laid out on the floor, and I gathered that Carson wanted the head start not only to keep us from being connected by our coworkers but to set up.

"Hey," I said, feeling a good deal of naughtiness myself. It wasn't quite like that first time in the Denver hotel room, but it still blew my mind that I was having a suck buddy affair with Wells. "I thought you would have changed out of the suit."

I almost regretted saying it. Carson's had an incredible body that filled out his suit pretty damn well. He had a muscle build that you wouldn't think would be in a slimmer cut suit, but the combo was incredible.

Carson just grinned and replied, "It reminds me of our first time in Denver, Boss." Damn, he was on the same wavelength all right. He tugged at the knot in tie. "This is a new tie, though," he added, starting to remove it. "The rest I can get dry cleaned if I need to."

I was getting hard. I hoped Carson wouldn't have any real issues today, but the idea that he didn't seem afraid of them was kind of hot.

He draped his tie over a chair then knelt down on a folded towel, his body looking both bigger and smaller beneath me as he got in cocksucking position in his suit. As I stepped up, he ran his hands up my own suit trousers, not feeling me up really, more just going right for my cock. "OK if I suck a little to get started, Boss?" he asked, already unzipping me and reaching in to fish out my boner. "You know, prime the pump?"

"Have at it, Wells," I assured him, feeling my erection throb in his touch, which paled to the wonderful sensation of his mouth slowly going down on me.

Carson was worked up and more than a little relaxed from the booze, and he got into it. I almost thought he'd chicken out of the Countdown Game and just suck me off the old fashioned way. But finally he pulled back and licked his lips. Carson took a deep breath and looked up at me, green eyes looking excited. "All right, Boss, I'm ready."

My dick was wet with his spit and rock hard. "You sure, Wells?" I teased, but also giving him an out if he wanted.

"Yeah," he replied. "Go for it."

"All right," I said. "Go...."

Carson leaned forward and gave a soft grunt as he swallowed me to the hilt. The first couple were always tough for him, as he retrained his throat to accept my thickness. Still, he knew he had this, and I knew he did, too, sucking me all the way down to the pubes. It was hot as fuck to watch.

"One..." I counted, and just as gradually, Wells pulled back. There was a soft plop when he pulled off.

"Hot..." Carson muttered.

"All right," I said, in implicit instruction for him to go down on me again. He nodded and once again took my dick into his mouth. He was still working me slow, and once he was there, I counted. "One... two...."

He backed off, eager for air. I was getting a little nervous how this was going to go this time. It had been a couple of months since we'd done this, and the last time it hadn't gone well. I didn't know for sure what was going on in Carson's head but the fear of retching might be a problem in itself.

"Just remember, you can tap out any time, Carson," I assured him.

"I know, Boss," he replied. "I'm got this." He didn't wait for my instruction. Already he was going for another round.

"Fuck!" I muttered, then remembered my job. His nose was already mashed in my crotch fur so he'd been getting an extra second out of this one. "One... two.... three..."

Wells had a proud grin when he pulled off. He was more composed and focused now. I didn't countdown when he was off my cock, but in my head I gave as much time off as on. So, once I hit three seconds in my head, I nodded.

"All right, Wells," I said.

Carson licked his lips then went down on me, faster this time. He was getting used to deep throating now, and within a second he was all the way down to the base.

"One... two..." I slowed the count just a little, getting off on Carson's self-control. "three... four..."

"Fuck," the guy said after he came up and took a breath.

"Too much?" I asked, checking in.

"Nope," he assured me, though not taking his eyes off my cock. He was getting ready for round five.

"Have at it," I said finally.

Now that he'd tamed his gag reflex, it was a quick descent. I realized Carson was working on a faster deep throat so he'd have more breath for the countdown. I don't know why I hadn't thought of suggesting that in my training.

My voice was getting a horny edge now. "One... two... three... four... five..." I didn't stretch out the count this time. I figured poor Wells had more ahead of him.

He pulled off, face flushed. I looked down to see him in his youthful handsomeness, trimmed beard soaked in his spit, his chest puffing out his dress shirt and spreading the lapels of his suit coat.

"Go..." I said again.

This time was even faster. Carson practically speared his own throat with my hard cock.

"One... two... three... four... five... six..."

He was feeling it now, but when he pulled back he gave a satisfied nod, even as some saliva dripped down his bearded chin. He started to wipe it off, but I urged, "Leave it." He looked up at me, green eyes twinkling. "You're a kinky fucker, Boss," he laughed.

"Pretty much," I laughed in agreement. The moment broke the spell a little, but that was a good thing, since it gave Wells more recovery time.

I let him take the initiative to get on me again. Descent number seven was slower, which made the countdown tougher for him. By the time I got to six he was struggling some, face going red and tear running down his cheek. "Easy..." I assured him, between counts six and seven. But he made it to the end and pulled off quickly, sucking in some air. I was realizing the deep breaths were less about air than about Carson reestablishing his own sense of bodily control.

Silently, in my head I counted to seven, then gave a stern but reassuring, "All right..."

He'd learned his lesson too well. He speared his throat with my dick once more, only that was the wrong move. "One..." I started and then Carson's gag reflex kicked in. I expected him to pull off, in defeat. I didn't think it was a full on retch gag, but it threatened to be.

Only the guy mustered his willpower and swallowed it all back, keeping himself fully buried in my pubes. "Holy fuck!" I gasped, then realizing Carson was going to keep going, I resumed my count. I gave him the benefit of the seconds he'd been down on me. "... four... five... six..." Wells was entering his zen state. Having surpressed his gagging once, he was keeping calm and steady with my cock lodged deep in his throat. "seven... EIGHT!" I emphasized the last number to acknowledge the achievement Wells had done.

He pulled off not fast, not slow. It was like he was afraid anything sudden would trigger something. I watched in excitement as big string of mucus connected my cock head and his lips, till it broke from my dick and landed on Carson's dress shirt, instantly darkening the pale blue cotton.

I hadn't been close to cumming, and the alcohol I'd had would probably insure I wouldn't real soon. But this was the first time I felt that telltale tingle in my nuts. I'd been so focused on Carson's progres, but now I was getting really fucking turned on.

He started to wipe off his chin but remembered my preference to see it all dripping and stopped himself. He took a few deep breaths and steadied himself.

"Another," I said. I didn't let him get to eight seconds off.

He had a real determined look on his face as he swallowed me again. I think the mucus-y spit helped lube the descent and very soon he was deep throating me. "One... two... three... four... five..." Carson was quivering, face turning red again. "You got this buddy," I assured him, then resumed, "seven... eight.... nine!"

"Fuck!" Wells muttered when he came up again. His eyes were watering but he was real fucking into this. In every way Carson was testing his limits this time and doing really well at it. "God, I love your dick, Boss," he added, his voice thick with his own mucus.

"Gonna go for ten, Wells?" I asked.

"Yeah, I wanna," he said. "Been thinking about this."

Damn. "All right," I urged. "Swallow me."

He did, again perfecting the fast but not too fast swallow. For the first four, he held perfectly still. "Five..." Carson's eyes watered now and I could see him fight himself. "six.. seven..." The guy started gagging, but as I counted he swallowed it down. "eight... nine..." Then came a deeper grunt from him as he fought to hold it. "Ten!"

When Wells pulled off that string of slime was real thick, milky in color and frothy as it plopped off my cock. Some landed on my suit trousers and some splattered on the towel below, but a good half landed on Carson's dress shirt.

"Damn, Boss," he gasped, overwhelmed by all of the sensations and emotions of this act. It was a lot for Carson to deal with.

I paused and felt my prick jerk in excitement. This was crazy hot. I no longer counted in my head but just gave Carson a beat to recover before saying. "Let's do this buddy," I urged.

He nodded gamely but I could sense his apprehension. "OK," he muttered then went down on me. I could see from his eyes that he realized he was descending too slow and a fear swept over him that he'd messed up this round.

I ran my fingers through his silky blond-ish hair. "You're good Wells," I assured him. "Come on, you've been a real trooper so far.... just one more round..." Then softly, but with a regular count I spoke. "two... three...." A slight gag came but nothing big. ".... four... five..." My own voice was getting excited now, seeing Wells push his limits. Count five after going multiple rounds was a LOT harder than round five the first time. And even as he grunted and wiggled his body some to fight his own body, Wells kept at it. "...six... seven...." Wells gagged and pulled off. I thought that was it for round eleven, but after with drawing an inch, he gulped down and was back at it, pushing into the hilt once more. "We good?" I asked, then taking Carson's stillness as a response, I continued. "... nine.... ten...." I could see his eyes really tearing. This was tough on Wells. But he was almost there. "ELEVEN!"

Wells wasn't slow in getting off this time. He practically spit out my dick and with it a heavy rope of his own slime, which mostly clung to his beard. His eyes were tearing up as he looked up at me. "Damn, Boss!"

"Fuck, man," I hissed, running my fingers along Carson's hair. I hoped this wasn't too gay, touching him like this, but I wanted to let him know how appreciative I was of what he'd just done. I tried reading his mood. "You up for another Wells?" I asked.

"Tapping out, Boss," he replied.

I nodded. "You did great, Carson," I said. "Incredible."

"Give me a second, and I can take care of you," he offered. "Like you like."

"You mean...?" I had an idea of what he was getting out.

The guy had a big grin. "Merry fucking Christmas, boss," he chuckled. "I know you like it a little messy...."

"You're already a mess, Wells," I said looking down on the vision of his knelt body. He didn't seem to have any spit or slime on his suit but his shirt was soaked with it and some still clung to his beard.

Carson smirked. Maybe if he hadn't been a little tipsy himself he would have felt more self-conscious. "Just ease up if I give the signal, OK?"

"Oh yeah," I agreed. "Tap my leg anytime and I'll ease up."

I gave him another second to recover, but I was real turned on. I guided my dick back to his wet lips and pressed in. I held on to the back of his head and gave slow, gentle thrusts into his skull.

"Fuck yes," I hissed. I had a pretty good read of Wells' response and what he could take but I was starting off cautious.

Then Carson deep throated me and I held his head against my crotch. I felt his body hunch a little and heard a soft gag. "Gonna make some slime for me, buddy?" I head another soft gag, then I pulled back to see my handiwork. There it was, all of that beautiful mucus, frothed up and clinging to my cock.

Carson was teary eyed but actually turned on too. "Damn, Boss," he muttered as I pulled back to show it off to him.

"So good, Wells." My dick was wet and the viscous throat spit clung to me rather than drip off. "Spit some more on me, buddy."

He got a lewd grin and gathered the spare spit in his mouth to slobber it on my dick. It wasn't as thick, but was a combo of regular saliva with the leftover slime.

"Fuck yes," I muttered. Then, "I gotta get off, buddy. Bad."

He nodded his agreement and I gripped his head again to steady it for a final face fuck. I didn't go hard charging with the deep throat. Instead I got off on working that slime, which got looser the more it combined with Carson's new saliva. It began making squishy sounds and was now running freely from his chin and all over my crotch. I'd regret putting my suit through this abuse, but I was turned on this all. The nastiness of it, and the physical sensations. The slickness made Carson's mouth turn into a real fleshjack feel on my prick. I started cumming.

"Shit!" I gasped as the pusles of cum shot out into Carson's sucking mouth. The whole scene had worked me up big time and I had about eight solid jets to that ejaculation. I was feeling sensitive at last.

I pulled back, hyperventilating as Carson unzipped for his own release. It took like three tugs and he was cumming too. He finally pulled up a towel to wipe off.

"I'm afraid I didn't get you a Christmas present, Wells," I quipped.

He smiled, those green eyes meeting mine. "It's OK, Boss. I think I got my present right there."

I swear my cock jerked when he said that. But I had a pressing matter on my hand. "OK if I go clean off?"

He nodded, and I went to the bathroom to wipe off the mess from our my crotch. Lessoned learned.

When I got back, Carson was gathering up the towels and getting back to normal.

"I wasn't sure you'd go for that, Carson," I said. "But that was incredible."

He gave me a knowing grin. "I guess I got freaked out last time," he explained. "But I want this too. You know, the training," he added with a blush.

I thought for a second. "How about this, Wells? You find a video you like, that turns you on. Send it to me."

He smiled. "I can do that, Boss." Then he seemed more pensive. "You think anyone at work suspects anything."

I didn't have to think about it, because I was always keenly aware of that possibility and nervous about. "I'm pretty sure they don't," I said. Then, I added, "I think we're playing it right. But if you wanna cool it..." I offered.

"We'll see," Carson said. "But I'm good for now. Like I say, I wanna go further... explore this."

It was a little awkward after that. With a gay fuck buddy, there would be a goodnight kiss, or at least a hug or something. And with Carson before I'd slip back into buddy mode. I didn't always know how to adapt to ex-frat-boy ways, but in finance I knew how to well enough.

Only after I abused Carson's throat and tested his limits, that felt weird now, too, giving him a fist bump and telling him I'd see him around.

Still, I felt alive and excited as I got out in the cold night air and made my way home. I hadn't told Carson this, but hands down this had been the most exciting sex I'd ever had.

#drakestories

[kali-is-by-the-lake]

Ngl to y’all

I will never understand how the atsv writers thought they were cooking with Gwiles

A rant if you shall

I will NEVER understand how miles is so obsessed over a girl he know for like what 3 days.

Cause no he has an obvious obsession over this girl. And the Woodstock thing about it is how he barely knows her.

Also hasn’t it been like a year and 3 months his time since he seen her?

And if the ever do switch it up on us and make flowerbyte endgame. Are they gonna point that out?

And ANOTHER THING I hope to god and back they don’t make Margo Kess into a disposable black love interest. (a vid explaining this topic)

This is her debut this is her moment in the spotlight this is her time to shine and all y’all do with her character is make her into this disposable love interest.

Im Sick

This might be the only time we get a move with her in it and y’all do this?

Why?

We already have fans make her fight with Gwen over miles. (to the people that do that WHY?) I expect her to get hoed by the fans

But the writers to? Damn what she do. This might be the only time we ever see her again she might not get another comic. Then what’s the point.

And to the fans how she save miles but y’all leave her out of the spider-gang fanart? Ngl to y’all she did more than pavi (which speaking on him pls stop making him into a uwu boy let a moc be happy. Make that nigga into a “innocent bean”) fucking hate that word.

Back to Margo the way y’all do her is just nasty she’s more than miles love interest. she’s more that Gwen’s rival. She’s her own character and she deserves to be…. Idk what the word is but y’all know what i mean.

Back to gwiles

Ngl this is what gwiles looks like to me but less weird. Now yes there not completely like that but the base thing about Mandy and Irwin is how much he’s obsessed with her.No what is with writers making black characters obsessed over white characters. And this is its own separate issue but like why tho? Cause Gwen don’t even show this much obsession.

(Also let me talk about Irwin real quick. My nigga she ate you whole why you still fuckin with her she don’t care about you lil bro.)

Gwen definitely thinks about miles and stuff but damn she don’t be doing to much about it. Miles got a whole notebook bout that girl. Like chill my nigga you barely know her like that. Talk to her for 3 day has yo ass tweaking gah lee. Also do they even know eachother birthday or anything like that? Cause no give them time to talk pls. Let them know more about eachother. “This is another case of male lead and female lead must be together at the end of it for reasons”

Anyways thank y’all for coming to rant

Fuck no i ain’t done yet why the fuck did Jeff and rio act so casually at the end of the movie? You telling me a mom of color gonna act like that when they sons crush in their sons room? Nigga they gon tweak the fuck out. They ain’t gon say “tell him another month”.

Now my ass is done hope y’all have a fruitful day or night whenever you’re reading this.

#black tumblr #black culture #across the spiderverse #atsv #miles morales #gwiles #ghostflower #gwen stacy #spider gwen #fuck peter b #hate that bitch might as well fucking leave you are useless. talking bout being a mentor? #didn’t Gwen teach his ass how to swing? #margo kess #marvel #spider byte #spider band #spider gang #spiderman #spider man #miles x gwen #miles x margo #flowerbyte #pavitr prabhakar #atsv pavitr #spiderverse pavitr #spiderverse fanart #beyond the spiderverse #black films #blaxploitation #spider man: across the spider verse

[mr2swap]

Bodyswap Clinic: "Too old for college"

-Too old for college?- Said the college board when I retired without warning, I'm only 65 years old, and I'm not that old. I worked without arriving a single day and that's how the motherfuckers thank me with just a few bucks at the end of the month to live on, I didn't even complain when they invested all the money that was earmarked for the physics department in new uniforms for all teams sports

His much adored athletes could not solve a simple equation if it weren't for me, but it would be hypocritical of me if I complained out loud about something that benefits me I enjoy so much. When the captain of the football team arrived begging on his knees to take the exam with him because if they weren't going to kick him out of the team, I couldn't refuse.

He took me in the car that his parents gave him for his birthday to the nearest body swap clinic, and we made an agreement, only 3 days he would spend 3 days in his body answering all the exams that he was too stupid to pass, and I can say that They were the best 3 days I had had in years. It was great to be young again.

And not only being young but also being popular, muscular and being fucking attractive in all my life I had never stepped foot in a gym but in the body of Jacob Taylor the quarterback of the university football team it was like living again. I even dared to abuse the deal I had with Jacob a bit and went to a gay bar on the other side of town, god! I must have broken like 4 asses that night with the tremendous tool that I had between my legs.

Likewise, I was always gay, but I didn't have the best self-esteem or the best looks, it's not like there was a long line to get fucked by a 70-year-old nerd like me. But in Jacob's muscular and attractive body I felt confident and even somewhat arrogant, -Do you want to touch them?- I told the first guy that he bought me a beer at the bar while flexing Jacob's huge arms just to show off. It felt good to be the center of attention for once in a lifetime.

The next day after taking all of Jacob's exams, it was a piece of cake, I was sure that Jacob would stay on the football team at least until he had to take another exam, the 3 days ended so quickly that I did not realize it, but He was a man of his word, so I gave him back his body and as soon as I got back to my old and tired body I felt like shit, Jacob gave me some money and thanked me and left in the car that I had been driving for 3 days.

I returned to my house and apparently Jacob did not go out for 3 days because he was in a mess, there was a huge bag of half-eaten Cheetos in front of the television, and he even left the sports channel on before leaving my house, I started cleaning my house returning to my routine as if nothing had happened, but the next day Jacob showed up at my house.

And he was not alone, he bro"ught 2 friends who wanted the same treatment as Jacob -please "bro" we need to pass the almost if we don't want to be kicked out of the team- I couldn't help but smile as those 2 athletes knelt in front of me and I gladly accepted they passed the days, the months and when I realized it, my room was full of athletes fighting for whom their beloved teacher would take their body.

"If I don't take this exam, my parents are going to kill me"

"If they expel me from the university, my girlfriend will break up with me"

"My mother told me that if I failed one more time they would take me out of the university and put me to work in the family business"

Were some of the comments heard from testosterone-filled athletes all over my room fighting each other to take a turn for me to answer all the answers that they are too idiots to make themselves.

Suddenly all the athletes from that university had the highest grades in the entire state and all thanks to their old and beloved professor, little by little I began to spend more time in the body of stupid athletes and less in my old and tired body and maybe Someday I would stay in the university forever passing from body to body of dumb athletes to help them in their exams.

Now I'm late, I have a math test in an hour and if I rush to finish it, maybe I'll have time to go to my favorite bar because the body I'm in now has a huge cock.

esp: sucked.https://docs.google.com/document/d/1V8VH1NvA7mC2B12uj8iKyxrI472vT_L_d85zQA_smOM/edit

Normally, I only post one story a week here on Tumblr. But today is a special day, it's my birthday, and I was looking for an excuse to show you my birthday cake. lol

#male transformation #bodyswap #body switch #male body swap

[yakumtsaki]

Tragically, I have returned. I’d like to begin this update by thanking @lurking-lilibeth​ for solving the mystery of how tf Sugar died: apparently the ‘struck by lighting’ memory is glitched and sometimes won’t show up, so the conclusion is Sugar got hit by lighting, his needs went to shit, and he crawled to the bathroom to die. A death most befitting Sugar, if I say so myself! How cute are the zombs??

-They sure are, I wanna be struck by lighting, become a zombie, and go on a date with Sandy too! 

Sophito istg, first you roll Jojo’s werewolf bs, now this, GET YOUR OWN THING

-Forget about my faildad and look at me being all pretty and wholesome and non-conspiracy-to-murderous!

YOU. Seriously, it’s been like 2 months since the last update and I still haven’t recovered from the reveal of Felina’s ‘real self’. Admiring herself in the mirror while her uncle died, there hasn’t been such a stone cold bitch around here since VICTORIA.

-I’m a stone cold bitch! Aren’t I, Servilia, you lil’ cutiepie baby booboo?

I mean you’re definitely formidable, Soph, especially when babytalking to the dogs, but you must admit you have mellowed out a lot in your old age.

-WHAT?! ME??? I’M SOPHIE THE TERROR FUCKING MIGUEL, I FEEL NOTHING. NOTHING-

-SERVILIA NO!!!! TAKE ME INSTEAD, I HAVE NOTHING TO LIVE FOR, NOTHING

-Gee thanks, grandma.

-GET OUT OF HERE YOU NON-DEATH-REACTIVE FREAKSHOW

Ya team Sophie on this one. Rest in piece Servilia, you were sweet, cuddly, batshit insane and gave us a dog heir that looks like a deer. I’ll miss you baby❤️

Felina can you have one shred of dignity and wait till Bartholomew’s birthday so this can be an even fight? 

-Did HE have a shred of dignity when he RUINED MY PARTY???

Well no but I reprimanded him for it too!

-NO YOU DIDN’T

I didn’t? Probably too busy laughing, either way knock it off!

-I can take care of myself, GET REKT, FAILINA

-HE BIT MY FINGER OFF, YOU LITTLE SHIT, ONCE YOU’RE A TEEN I’M GOING TO MURDER YOU

-I’LL MURDER YOU FIRST. I’LL MURDER YOU TONIGHT IN YOUR SLEEP

SOPHITO FATHER OF THE YEAR DO YOU MIND INTERVENING AT SOME POINT

-Is Klaus getting a little fat, Remington? 

-I think so, you should put him on a diet.

FFS, MOVING ON

I’m happy to see Cyneswith come out of mourning, and I’ll continue to hide my shock that she was in mourning in the first place.

-Does you metal back feel a little less tense now, iVan, huhu?🌸 -𝙸𝚃 𝚂𝚄𝚁𝙴 𝙳𝙾𝙴𝚂. 𝙸𝙽 𝙲𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙲𝙰𝙽'𝚃 𝚃𝙴𝙻𝙻, 𝙸 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙳𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙻𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙰𝙱𝙸𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚈 𝚃𝙾 𝙻𝙸𝙴.

That’s great, iVan, are you ever gonna develop the ability to do something around here that isn’t fighting zombies and banging the elderly?

-𝚈𝙴𝚂😉

How did you even wink??

Cyn is such a good ‘grandma’, bro I cannot. WHERE WAS THIS SHIT WHEN SUGAR WAS A KID

-I was young and hot back then!💗

You know what, enough is enough, I’m breaking this cycle of bad parenting!

Liz stop vibing with Shajar and get your ass downstairs.

-But I love Shaj! -And I love you, Liz, you’re the child I never had! 

Ok is it me or is it really becoming clear that both Shaj and Cyn wanted daughters?? Whatever, LIZ GO DOWNSTAIRS AND TALK TO YOUR DUMB EVIL KIDS

-FINE

-Little detour hehehe!  -Oh Soph, let’s get a pool table in here and relive our youth!

GO TALK TO YOUR KIDS I WILL KILL YOU BOTH

-We totally totally will, just give us 2 hours- -3 hours- -Yes, 3 hours, to ‘get ready’- -Hehe! -Huhu!

I HATE YOU

-Alright kids, we are here for you.  -We absolutely are. For 10 minutes, then we have to go upstairs again. -Exactly. So let me just start the clock here, aaand we have 10 minutes, alright, GO.  -So kids, fighting is bad.  -Yes. And we are family and we love each other.  -Right. So no more fighting, ok? -Yes, good talk! Let’s go, darling.

-If I might address the elephant in the room- -Oh he’s gonna talk too? Ok. -9 minutes 28 seconds.  -I have done my best to hide it as to not disrupt the family BUT FELINA IS BULLYING ME. -WHAT?! THAT’S IT, I WILL DROWN YOU IN THE TOILET -Felina!

-HE’S LYING, HE’S BULLYING ME, HE’S THE WORST BROTHER IN THE UNIVERSE AND HE RUINED MY PARTY, YOU WERE THERE YOU REMEMBER -We were?! -I have no fucking idea.  -WILL YOU STOP WHISPERING, WE CAN HEAR YOU -Ya you’re not even trying to whisper, you’re just talking in normal volume italics. -STOP AGREEING WITH ME -EAT SHIT

-ALRIGHT. This has gotten out of hand and we need to leave in 7 minutes and 17 seconds, so here it is. Bartholomew, you are the worst brother in the universe. -HA.

-Felina, you are a psychopathic robot. You are both terrible, terrible kids. But.. that’s just how Union kids are! -Exactly, by our standards you are normal and that’s why everyone hates our family! -So when you go out in the world, you’ll have to rely on each other because everyone else will despise you!  -They will?? -Honey, everyone hated me and your father, and we had way more going for us than you two.

-So.. no more fighting?? -No more fighting. -And being a Union is a bad thing?? -It’s not bad, it’s just that there is a preconceived notion around town that we are.. umm.. -Trash! -Trash, thank you, babe. 

-So, now that we’ve cleared this up, we’re gonna go!  -You kids get along from now on, cause you only have each other! -And don’t bother us anymore!

Well, that’s all better now. What’s up, Vic?

-THE FUCK WAS THIS SHIT~

A heartfelt family discussion, clearly!

-THE KIDS ARE FIGHTING AND THAT WAS THE BEST THESE LOSERS COULD DO?!~

Um, do I need to remind you of your parenting?

-I RAISED JOJO!~

Is that supposed to be a flex?

-I’LL HAVE TO TAKE CARE OF THIS LIKE I DO EVERYTHING ELSE!~

Oh, goodie!

-FELINA UNION~ -AAAAAAAAAA WHAT THE HELL  -I AM YOU GREAT-GREAT-GRANDMOTHER!~ -Ya I KNOW, I worship you!  -GOOD. THEN YOU MUST HEED THE ADVICE YOUR DUMBASS PARENTS GAVE YOU AND MAKE UP WITH YOUR BROTHER! UNITED WE STAND, DIVIDED WE FALL!~ -But I hate him and I wanna win the heirship so I can damnatio memoriae him! -FELINA, I SENSE A DARKNESS IN YOU~ -Well you better, I didn’t rebrand for nothing! -REMEMBER, THE HEIRSHIP ISN’T A FIGHT TO THE DEATH!~ -FINE, I’ll remember it! Will you go away now? -I WILL.. BUT IF SOMETHING THREATENED THE FAMILY I’D HAVE TO COME BACK.. SO DON’T MAKE ME COME BACK!~ -Crazy dead bitch! -I’M STILL HERE!~

It’s a new day and this lot is FUCKED, we’re def gonna have to gtfo. The fire that started the night Sugar died IS STILL GOING but is not acknowledged by anyone, we just have a permanent glitched fire burning in the background. SYMBOLIC

-Mmmm.. Now I know what I want for my birthday.. Failina barbecue!

Try again!

-How about a kitty? 

‘Grew up badly’ memory avoided at the last second! Ugh I’m such a pro gamer. 

Welcome to the fam, Wendy! Wendy is really cute and mean and is gonna have kittens with Shinok! Alright Barth, time to blow the candles..

-Can I blow my parents’ brains out instead? 

Ya can’t blame you on this one, WILL YOU TWO KEEP IT IN YOUR PANTS FOR 2 MINS 

Alright, here we go, I’m not even gonna ask what you’re wishing for because we all know. 

Glitched yard background fire: 🔥🔥🔥

-WOOOO IM HOT

Not so fast, the Ti-Ning nose takes no prisoners! 

-Failina has it too!!! >:(

Well it looks better on girls, what can I tell ya! Whatever, let’s roll for your aspiration, don’t even THINK of rolling family too..

-Oh don’t worry, I sure won’t!

UGH. At least we have a normal chem panel for once as Barth likes fancy bespectacled non-blondes. Boy do I have someone in mind for you! 

NOP NEVERMIND IT’S CYN ROUND 2. FML

Ok Barth, here is your interim makeover until I download some stuff for you, how do you like it?

-I don’t know, I feel there’s something missing!

That’s just your soul, don’t worry about it!

-No no, it’s something else..

Alright I see where this is going..

-Now that’s better!

Oh ya, you look.. there are no words.

-HOW DARE YOU STEAL MY CROWN IDEA YOU FUCKING UNMOPPED VOMIT CHUNK -AT LAST THE CROWN RESTS ON THE HEAD OF SOMEONE WHO DESERVES IT -IT DOESN’T EVEN MAKE SENSE WITH YOUR OUTFIT

She’s got us there, Barth, you look ridic. 

-YOU, SHUT UP, AND YOU, FAILINA, BRING YOUR HAND CLOSER SO I CAN BITE THE ENTIRE THING OFF

-YOU’VE GONE TOO FAR THIS TIME, BARFOLOMEW. STYLING IS OFF LIMITS, IT’S THE HOLY RULE OF THE FAMILY, YOU WON’T GET AWAY WITH IT!!!! -I DON’T CARE AND I WILL GET AWAY WITH IT!!!!

AM I THE ONLY ONE CONCERNED ABOUT THE ETERNAL BACKGROUND FALL-OF-THE-HOUSE-OF-USHER FIRE. GO TO SCHOOL, BRATS

-HEHE, here I go, first day of high school wearing a crown! Now everyone will know who’s boss!

Wow yea, that will def make people think you’re awesome and cool! 

-WOAH NICE CROWN -WHO IS THE NEW KID

WTF

-I’M BACK, LOSERS, AND I GOT AN A+ ON MY FIRST DAY THANKS TO MY BEAUTIFUL CROWN

-A̸N̵D̴ I G̸O̵T D̶E̸M̷O̴T̵E̵D A̶N̷D B̴R̷O̴U̶G̴H̶T M̴Y E̷X W̸I̷F̸E H̸O̸M̴E W̶I̴T̶H M̶E🧟

Seems like an amazing day for everyone! Where’s Felina?

OH THERE SHE IS. FELINA WHAT ARE YOU DOING

-I CURSE THIS BLOODLINE

HOE DON’T DO IT

-I CURSE IT TO DAMNATION

OH MY GOD

#gen 4 #ts2 #long post

[ratkidpoopoop]

tokyorev charcters x top male reader

sorry i havent been posting lately i even missed my amazing boy nahoys birthday. i was busy being in the psych ward for like 3 weeks. anyway here are some small ff for each charcters birthday i missed

includes: draken, hinata tachibana, the kawata bros (smiley and angry), ran haitani, mitsuya and takemitchy

-draken

draken never thought he would be fucked by some shorter or less superior to him but yet your fucking himharder then ever before on the love seat sofa. " Ah no p-PLLEAS stop" he begged and you pushed yourself further into him, hitting all those good spots inside of him. "oh c'mon its your birthday let me fuck you as your second special gift, i dot think the bike part were enough to satisfy you" you gently whispered into his ear as he moan out " no stop im gun-a C-cum, P-PLEASE more!" and how could you resist fucking your cute boyfriend until he was completely dry. wanting to please the man you thrusted again aganist his prostate roughly. the other male came in an instant. the white sticky ropes of cum came out with strong twitches or drakens body as he painted his torso in his own fluids. "ha t-thank you Y/N, i love you" he said as he wrapped his arms arond your neck going in for a kiss. you grabbed his hair and pushed him into you mouth. " happy birthday baby boy"

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-hina

" aaha no Y/N i love takemitchi i cant do this" " oh but hina-chan you and i both know takemichy cant satisfy you like i can, that why im here with you and not with takemichy" hinata tried so very hard not to make any noise as her apartment door opened. "hina im home" takemitchi yelled. shit you whspered as you covered hinas mouth took her off the bed and hid with her in her closet. "hina chan are you home, mhm guess not" he said walking out of the room while you fucked hina as hard as you could hoping takemitchi would find you fucking his wife in there apartment. " fuck Y/n stop hes home i-i have to go" "wow mrs. takemitchi you said a bad word"!? you said in a loud voice as takemichi called out his sweet wifes name when he ran through the bedroom door and whiped the closet door open to see someone else fucking his wife. "hi, hanagaki i think hina likes me better" you grin as a tear pool up in his eye. hina couldnt look at takemitchi knowing the truth that her own husband cant please her needs like you can.

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-the kawata bros

knowing that you two baby boys birthday was today so you gave them a little suprised. before they knew it they were on ther backs with a double sided dildo inside of both there tight little holes. " Ahg daddy n-no please" angry whined out and smiley pushed the dildo further into him. "c'mon baby this is your special birthday treat" back and forth to two moaned as they fought over the silicone cock that was inside of them. "AH FUCK- D-daddy so good, thank you" smiley slurred happily as he currled his hands near his chest and smiley as wide as he could, while on the other hand angry felt like crying. the stuffed feeling inside his made him feel like screaming everytime the dildo moved into and out of him. the small pool of water the was filling beside angrys eye mad you feel slightly guilty. you pulled his head into you lap and told him " angry calm down, breath, its okay" you leaned down to give him a consoling kiss on the lips. smiley looking up in jealousy as you give all your sttention to his little brother. seeing in the corner of your eye a sad little ginger, giggling as you get up and move over to the other twin and kiss him passionately on the lips as well.

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-ran haitani

ran has always had rough sex with you but for his birthday you decided it would be nice to fuck him gently tonight. when he got home you quickly kissed him, turning into a make out session, lifting him up, carrying him to your shared bedroom to go forth with your plan. " Y/N im tired please i just wanna sleep" ran said in a whiny voice. " ran, im just going to fuck you nice and gently, ill make you the best you have ever felt . you whispered suductivly into the long haired males ear. soon after he found himself being spooned by you, fucked slowly by your long girthy cock. " hah Y/N i need more please, harde-" ran whined when you coverd his mouth to shut him up. "shut up slut i thought you wanted to have passionate sex on your special day but i guess you're to greedy for my cock, that you cant appreciate what im giving you". ran gripped the sheets as you grabbed his hips tightly and squeezed his dick, as you fucked him as hard as you could. ran squirmed in the bed and tried to get away. he couldnt take the streach and speed you were inflickting on him, "mahha no" ran cried as you came inside of him. relaxing yourself and releasing the man, you closed your eyes as he rolled over with a tired expression and ask " can you please let me cum ill be good for daddy please" with a smile you replied "yes baby, anything for my good little whore"

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-mitsuya

mitsuya always knew you liked to feminize him but he was always too embarassed to dress in femene clothes in sex. he bulit up enough courage so one day he wanted to suprise you by dressing up in a school girl uniform then waited for you to get home. when you finally came back from a hard day of work your cute litte boyfriend was waiting for you on your shared bed hoping you'd enjoy what he had planned. "h-hi Y/N i want you to do something p-please" mitsuya said shyly with his legs squeezed tightly together, hiding the boner that came on before you got home. " yes baby, what would you like me to do to you" you announced as you ripped of your shirt and getting onto the bed. mitsuya pushed you onto you back and said nervously "i-i'm want to sit on you face and i want you to eat me out, p-please" "oh how could i reseast not eatting this, your so hot and theres no way you dont taste as good a i imagine" you said while grabbing mitsuya and helping him get on your face. moving his skirt up a little bit to grope and spread his ass. "AAhhH" mitsuya moaned as your wet tounge swipped across his enterance. he was squirming all over you face and you stuck your tounge into him "fu-ck hah mmhm" he groaned "i cant wait for you to cum all over my face" he said with a smirk.

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-takemitchi

takemitchi is helpless, he always has been. he trys to be strong and brave when all he can do his sit on his hands and knees with you cock so far down his throat your balls are practically in his mouth too. " wow you should suck dick more offten, your great at this" takemitchi cant stop gaging on your length, but you wanted to see how far he could take you. gripping his hair and tugging on his head to make him take more of you in. In and out of his mouth, he chocked and coughed. the boy crying with snoot coming out of his nose, his erection bulging through his pants, but that wasnt the only thing bulging in takemitchi, a huge thraot bulge pericing through his neck. it was so hot, this man was so scared to tuch himself, what if you got mad at him, them punished him very badly... as that thought was swarming through his head, a cum shot flew down his throat and in a matter of seconds he came as well. "i-i'm sorry Y/N i-" " shut up, you did well tonight, want a reward"?

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very shitty yes ik i hope you enjoyed and..

REQUESTS ARE FUCKING OPEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#draken #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev #tokyorev headcanons #tokyo rev smut #tokyo revenger smut #tokyorev x male reader #sub tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #anime memes #ken ryuguji #draken x y/n #top male reader #anime x male reader #anime x reader smut #male reader #tokyo revenger x male reader #smut #draken x male reader #hinata tachibana #hina x reader #hinata smut #hinata x male reader #ran haitani x male reader #ran haitani #ran x reader #ran smut #ran headcanons #smiley #kawata twins

[souji-upseta]

Happy late birthday 🎉 Who do you think has the coolest character development in Homestuck?

thank you!!! :D

i... god. what a question. i feel like "vriska and terezi" is such a cop-out answer, bc it's less my thinking and more just an established *fact*. they're the coolest. they're the best. rose is another really good one, tho.

my personal favorite character development, however, across all homestuck media, though, is dave's. fucking love that boy. so much.

and roxy. damn.

dirk is my favorite character but wrt specifically character development, as much as it's even possible for me isolate the idea of "character development" in a vacuum, i just really love dave and the others i mentioned??? the strider bros are kind of a package deal wrt their development, anyways.

#homestuck

[running-swimming-living]

Haven't updated in a while. It is what it is.

Mentally, I have been in a funk. I've been leaning into spirituality lately. My perception of reality is not what reality is. I think it is far worse than it actually is. But I've been leaning into God's Grace and taking count of the things I am thankful for. I am blessed to have all the support I need to tackle my schizoaffective disorder. At 17, I was poised to move out and never return. But after my diagnosis I needed to return to my family and most importantly, my parents. And now at 31 I have a healthy relationship with both of my parents and I never thought I would ever get to this point. I am able to rely on them for security and comfort and I could not have said that 10 years ago. So I feel blessed in that sense that I have my parents whereas I did not as a kid. I also have a strong community at my mental health clubhouse and a fucking masters degree!! Medicaid rocks as well.

I have been swimming regularly again. It feels more refreshing than ever. The pool is on the colder side and I am living for it. The weather is starting to warm up and my dog no longer needs his sweater during his morning walks.

My bro had his birthday yesterday. We got Korean take out bc its his gfs favorite. I've been working on my portions. I let myself have cake and some soda for the occasion. But I eating less overall and that is good. I gained 5 pounds during weight training. Overall, if I can get my diet in control along with portions I know I will see progress. I've lost 2 pounds so far.

[quaddmgd]

Happy Birthday, Crystal

So today (August 25th) marks one year since I started playing Cyberpunk 2077 and created Crystal. A year is a really long time for me to still play the same singleplayer game with no subsequent playthroughs. Things like that don't happen often, and Crystal means a world to me, so why not ramble for a bit about my memories, feelings towards the game and other stuff. Keep in mind, it's nothing more than a journal entry. Unless you know me a bit better than a typical mutual, you won't find anything of value here.

[VERY LONG POST AHEAD]

Long time ago...

I was really hyped about the game before its release in December 2020, my s/o even more than me. There were some signs that it's going to turn out disappointing, but we were keeping our hopes up. Alas, came the release date, the game hit headlines due to it's poor technical state and some broken promises. We were very upset, especially since all we had to play it on was Xbox One and low-spec by today's standards PCs. First updates showed that CDPR has much more to fix than we expected, so our hype has slowly died down.

Since then, I played through Cruelty Squad, Red Dead Redemption 2, multiple Yakuza, Devil May Cry and Resident Evil games, and I couldn't care less about the game at the start of 2022.

Why I got the game?

I only purchased Cyberpunk 2077 in May-June 2022, along with Kao The Kangaroo (2022) which, to be honest, was the main attraction for me. Both games were physical Xbox releases and I only was hyped to play Cyberpunk thanks my to lil bro, who has finished the game twice, and showed me this trailer with a beautiful cover of Never Fade Away - a song very in-line with my music taste.

Speaking as a seasoned video editor, the trailer was masterfully realized, with multiple great cuts showing off the diverse cast and some of the action. Editing, music and the scenes they chose made the entire trailer feel more like a tribute video - obviously this was made with love.

Now, I played The Witcher 3, and I knew that this game will require time and dedication from me - something I couldn't afford at the time. And despite hearing about the next gen patch (update 1.5) bringing the game to a state it should've been released in, I remained skeptical about it being good. No offense, but people (especially on Twitter) tend to overreact and talk about stuff they know nothing about. Even with recent title releases, folks just assume the latest patch made them better and fixed important issues. But then you sit with the game and a proper frame rate analysis is enough to prove such reports to be false.

My life in corpo

Before we get to August 2022, I want to provide some more context regarding the state I was in. I was working a piss-poor corpo job, which was gradually eating away my soul for longer than I'd like to admit. It wasn't fulfilling and it was (and probably still is) full of ungrateful pricks, that were coming up with issues to justify their payrolls, only to send QA on us to not detect any issues mentioned. To keep it brief, it was a very hostile work environment, that was treating people like garbage. But hey, at least they were smiling, right?

Come summer 2022, I was feeling like a shell of a human being, and I'm happy that fate decided that it's time for me get out and take care of myself. I'm not sure where would I be right now if I didn't.

So, my time at the job was coming to an end and I couldn't give less of a fuck about looking for another one. I needed some well-deserved vacation. I was supposed to work until August 31st and during these last few days I was trying to take it really easy.

Still the work was going as usual, so despite of having only few days left, my mental and physical state was as shitty as before. After each remaining day I was a walking corpse, drinking coffee at 10pm to squeeze these additional two hours from a day and try to enjoy some of my hobbies before going to sleep and repeating the cycle.

Starting the playthrough

My job is the reason why my memory is hazy on how I decided that it's time to start Cyberpunk 2077, but it's possible that it was my s/o that encouraged me to do it. She surely wanted to see the character creator with her own eyes, and was always interested in me creating OCs - something I wasn't doing often back then.

So, on August 25th 2022, I started playing Cyberpunk 2077, knowing nothing about the lore, with a sole intention of creating my character and seeing what happens. It was already late and my entire evening was sponsored by coffee, but whatever.

Crystal/Valerie/V

I'm not really sure how long it took me to create Crystal, but I spent an ungodly amount of time on perfecting her looks. I wanted her to look badass and beautiful, maybe end up being a cooler version of me. While I don't think I based her off my looks, my partner noticed that we have similar jawlines and hairstyles (well, I'm a natural blonde, which later I consciously reflected on her while creating her flashback version).

Needless to say, I instantly fell in love with her. And I know I wouldn't create a female character I wouldn't wanna date :>, but I really mean it. She was, and still is, simply perfect.

Her name was Crystal since the moment I was adding finishing touches (like makeup and tattoos), but I wasn't planning on giving her a standalone story. She was supposed to be V, with her name later revealed to be Valerie - a name I really like the sound of, and it fits her nicely. Still, in my mind her name was Crystal - and I have no idea why... she just looks like Crystal.

So here I was with my nomad V, ready to play through the prologue and possibly the rest of the game.

Playing through the game

My first evening of playing ended on me visiting Wakako (I don't even remember the reason you are supposed to go there tbh but if you played, you know these are still introductory quests) and photographing the hell out of C. My lesbian ass couldn't even be bothered to change FOV (and back then I couldn't really see the issue with default FOV screenshots - it took me months to adjust my eyes tbh) but she looked so badass. The photo mode, for industry standards, isn't that bad too, so I was really hyped to play the game, meet more people and shoot pics. While I already loved her friendship with Jackie and the way CDPR handled introduction to some of the cast, I wasn't sold on the story yet.

some of pics made on the first night :>

Then on the next day I went through The Heist and Love Like Fire, and learned that my actions as Johnny led to 2023 Night City Holocaust. Everyone who played through these quests know how full of events and emotions they are. It was 3/4am on Friday (technically Saturday) night, mind you, and I still was living mostly off coffee. That's a lot to take in for a tired mind and in some way it might have helped me immerse in Crystal's position even more. After waking up as her, with Jackie dead, and a parasite in my head that actively wants me to join him, I was just as clueless as to what the fuck happened. All I knew was that she/we need to survive. I can't let her/us die.

Let me tell you, waking up in her apartment, to the original version of Never Fade Away on the radio, was one of the most powerful moments in the game. To me, it has become a theme song for the rest of the playthrough. Leaving the apartment after getting some irl sleep was just as powerful.

the first time C left her apartment after Jackie's death and Johnny's flashback

The playthrough was going alright and I was hooked. I don't think there are many things worth talking about here. One thing worth mentioning is that I was starting to feel a strong connection with Crystal - something I've never felt to such an extent in any game. Maybe it's my background in corpo, which was only coming to an end. Or maybe I subconsciously designed her to help me with some of identity issues I had back then. I will never know for sure, but either way, she has helped me. She was exactly who I wanted her to be, who she wanted herself to be and was constantly brave and punk about it. I was feeling a growing mix of immersion and adoration as I progressed through the game.

And progress through the game I did! I finished plenty of gigs/ncpd jobs and all available side quests before starting the last mission chain (or so I thought - in the end I totally missed the vending machine one and the entirety of Kerry's questline lmao). During this time I was put out of misery of working my job, each day feeling more alive than the last, playing more and more hours of Cyberpunk 2077, shooting many pictures, enjoying my time in Night City and being Crystal.

yeah it might be using default fov but it's still one of my favorite shots

Last Tapeworm, Chipping In and dying

To me, Cyberpunk 2077 was at its best when it was focusing on the relationship between V and Johnny. Last part of Tapeworm was a very powerful moment. There's no way I'll ever forget the conversation she had with Johnny in that apartment. Going from a foe that actively eating your life away, to possibly the only person that's ready to sacrifice their life to save yours, Johnny and his redemption arc are some of the biggest highlights of the game.

The conversation was of course followed by a side quest sequence started with Chipping In, with another memorable scene at Johnny's grave. Seeing how far we've come together, how many people we met, how often we were agreeing with each other - it was like talking to a friend who was right by your side for every important event in your life. And to think that only few days ago I was watching him trying to smash her head against the window...

side quests really were the best part of the story

It's hard to say which moment was more impactful, but for me it all clicked just after the Tapeworm cutscene. If I remember it right, I spent a few minutes more in this apartment block, staring away at the sunset, listening to waves breaking Pacifica's silence. Not even sure if I'll manage to save Crystal, I wasn't ready to finish it anytime soon. I still had a lot to do and it took me an additional day to finish everything and start Nocturne OP55N1, but I was looking at the game differently than before.

It might sound dramatic, but I mean it. For the remaining duration of the game, each time I didn't hear any music, it was just silence of a big city dying from heatstroke and sandstorms, echoing conversations with people I met during my journey, and uncertainty, if I'll even make it out alive in the end. Unfortunately, I can't convey it any better, but it has to do with the atmosphere of this city and CDPR's natural talent for creating gray characters, which Cyberpunk 2077 is full of, and last but not least, my connection to Crystal.

Nocturne OP55N1

So the time has come for me to start the last mission sequence and I knew that it might go bad. The moment I was warned that it's a point of no return, I backed out and went for a walk around the city. Don't know if it was scripted, but the weather was overcast and NC was covered in fog. In my experience it's such a rare occurrence, that either I was "lucky" or it was planned. I visited Judy (VCrystal's sweetheart) for the last time, disappointed by the lack of new dialogues to start, and went back to Megabuilding H10 to see a cute heart made out of consumables by her. I went to sleep in my own bed, probably for the last time.

During my last journey to Embers, Major Crimes by Health started playing on the radio, and I got emotional. Not often games make me cry, but I really didn't want Crystal to die, or my journey to end. It really felt like I was saying goodbye to everyone and not going back.

just look at the weather - shot outside of Embers, before starting Nocturne Op55N1

In the end I managed to go through the Embers section just fine, but very stressed. Then, after suffering through heartbreaking moments at Viktor's Clinic, I got to the rooftop.

Now, I'm not really sure how much time I spent there. Seems like an eternity, looking back on it. No choice felt right (and in the end, none was perfect), but I had to choose something. Unable to decide, I did something I really hate doing - I looked up endings to see which one will let me live happily with Judy... or survive at the very least.

While I didn't know it yet, I chose the happiest ending of the bunch. All I knew is that Crystal will be able to leave Night City with Judy - I didn't know that it'll be impossible to remove the chip in Mikoshi and that there's hope of achieving it in Arizona. Yes, I chose The Star ending.

I still was on the edge of my sit and really scared for C, but deep down, I knew that I probably won't get another chance to mess it up.

The ending was bittersweet and I got an instant hangover. I needed some time to come to terms with it, and make peace with me not getting the happy ending. In the end I managed to create a brief scenario where that guy Panam knows somehow manages to remove the chip, and Crystal and Judy got to live happily ever after.

I beat the game on September 4th.

Feelings Feelings Feelings

See, there's a reason I'm talking about the ending and my feelings about it in such detail. I really fell in love with Crystal. After all, it's the first time I got so immersed into a character and I can't put my finger on why exactly.

Maybe it's because it's the prettiest character I have ever created, maybe I just saw parallels in our stories or feelings, maybe I subconsciously made up all the connections in my head. Meh, it's probably a bit of everything, on top of a really good story, even if most of it is hidden in side content.

The thing is, I was in the right place, at the right time and, like I said, it all just clicked.

Back then, I was tired, angry, feeling exploited and robbed of soul. She was there to help me stop thinking about it, get revenge in a way, even if on a fictional corporation, however dumb it might sound. And the more I was thinking about her, dressing her up in cool clothing (bra + edgerunner combo ftw), the more I strived to be like her. I learned to love myself a bit more, I started dressing up for myself again, putting some makeup on just to stare at the mirror and enjoy the end result, maybe even shoot some selfies. It's almost like, on top of everything I already said, I was trying to express myself through her, which has in return influenced me. I hope that makes sense.

Crystal Hartley

Now, it took me some time to create her own story and separate her from V. And I wouldn't probably do it if it wasn't for my s/o. She was already working on her OCs story, and after many tries she finally talked me into writing my girl. The last modification date of the document with the initial version of the story is February 25th - exactly 6 months after starting the game. Since then, I made some changes and the end result can be seen here. It helped me further resonate with her and she didn't have a deadly chip inside anymore, at the cost of her not getting to know Johnny. She remained a warrior, a true badass who's not scared of anything.

Honestly she was and still is inspiring me. Being it her as V or real Crystal I wrote a few months back, she suffered hardships, she had her all-time low moment not that long ago, but she recovered and she always stands brave against all odds - knowing that in the end everything will turn out just fine.

For now, C has got some closure. She's living in Night City, she has a loving and beautiful girlfriend she's thinking about all the time, they're still doing gigs and getting in trouble together <3 While she still recovers from what happened in her nomad family, she has Elegy, Misty, Claire and Saul to help her deal with it. She's in a good place right now.

Other girls

Some time ago I made EV, a girl that was originally a Cyberpunk version of my Evie from Red Dead Online, albeit I made her personality a polar opposite to Evie's. I don't have a lot about her, really - she's beautiful, photogenic, conveys vibes the best out of all of my OCs. She's probably going to end up as my canon V. She and Johnny are a match made in heaven... or hell. Actually if I put them together in the same body Night City might end up in flames.

Then there's Thalia. A girl I initially only mentioned as a friendly gang member in Crystal's mega lore post. She wasn't hanging around with Crystal's group of friends, but they got really close after getting to know each other during a party. Officially, she sacrificed herself to save Crystal and the rest when they got overrun by enemies. She did survive, with help of [REDACTED] and is looking for Crystal in Night City to reunite with her and [REDACTED]. Hopefully they meet soon! It'll probably bring some unpleasant memories back, but in the end Crystal will reunite with Thalia and, with Elegy, they'll make a dream team.

Some stats!

Why not wrap it up with some interesting data!

Since I started Cyberpunk 2077:

I got all the achievements and I intend on doing the same for Phantom Liberty

according to Xbox I played the game for 268 hours* **

I made 3405 captures, taking up a whopping 36 GB of space*

421 of these captures were made during my initial playthrough

* - at the time of writing ** - including time I was afk

Conclusion

So... I just wanted to post some thoughts about Cyberpunk 2077 and, especially, Crystal. Going from a game I wasn't even that stoked to play, to an ongoing hyperfixation, that has helped me through tough times and still influences me to this very day! I even made some internet friends!

When I was working on a standalone story for Crystal, I decided that her birthday is the day I first played the game - 25th August... today.

Happy birthday, Crystal <3

#oc: crystal hartley #text.qd