#sexy little mofo

[misskattylashes]

Yeah, can I buy a ticket for the Kane Train?

#this is so hot #i had no idea he could dance like that #sexy little mofo #miles kane #mk5 #omb #i wonder if he dances like that for alex #lucky alex

[falled-over]

i watched 'mandy' because my dad said it was depraved (no longer trust him to recommend depraved things) and there was a clear line in the sand between 'this is fucking cool' and 'oh' and it was when they cut from andrea riseborough (of possessor fame, to me) laughing maniacally to nick cage tied up outside. a film has never switched up on me like that before.

#the ending of it was so mona #so dark mofo #and they added comedic beats. fuuuuck youuu #i hate a comedic beat to break the tension im a miserable bastard #and it was not all that gorey. i think the level of gore i want is a little unattainable but still. i will complain #i thought this was gonna be an andrea film. it was a nick cage film #my first nick actually. i shall not be watching anything else with him in it. #i cannot stand men who are hired to play themself. #oh i do have an exception and im not trying to be woke but it is morgan freeman because he's funny with it #it was soooo sexy up until then though. i was asking who did the score and what it was shot on and who did the editing and everything #i was like 'ohhh who did the sound its so good' #fuck you guys

[bruh-changbin]

think pink

pairing: pink power ranger!hyunjin x afab reader

genre: smut, stupidity (minors dni)

warnings: oral (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), public sex kinda?, unprotected sex (be safe), creampie, tit sucking, alcohol consumption, very brief mention of female masturbation

word count: 8.2K

a/n: IM AT A CONCERT DRESSED AS SLUTTY LIGHTNING MCQUEEN RN WOOHOOOOOOO (this is a queued post). happy horny halloween mofos! very glad to be posting this fc bc i was supposed to post it last year and then just gave up LMAO so she's been a long time comin. pls give her some love i would really appreciate it!!! hope you all have/had a super safe sexy halloween!

october is overrated.

i mean sure, there is something undeniably cozy and heart-warming about crunchy leaves and pumpkin patches and all of the other shit that comes in the ‘fall aesthetic’ package. but the truth is that october is too windy, halloween is overhyped, and pumpkin spice tastes like ass.

and who wants to go to a halloween party where you can’t dress like a slut because of the wind chill? no one.

“you’re too negative.” jeongin sips his starbucks while keeping his eyes trained on the road, his left hand gripping the steering wheel of his beat up silver volkswagen jetta that he calls his baby, his pride and joy.

“i’m just telling it like it is,” you shift in the passenger seat to face him, “there is no need for so much hype around a mediocre holiday. what’s there to enjoy about getting violently drunk and stuffing your face with so much candy you feel sick?”

“listen y/n, i don’t know what your problem is but halloween is fun.” he appears to stop there, but then keeps going, “and i will not have your sour attitude ruin my favourite holiday.”

you just scoff and gaze out the window at all of the trees now bursting with shades of red, orange, yellow. 

as if sensing something was off from your previous conversation, jeongin breaks the silence “you’re still coming to jackson’s party though, right? i don’t wanna go alone…”

“you won’t be alone,” you counter, “seungmin will be there.”

jeongin groans, “but seungmin’s so boring at parties. all he does is complain about how bad alcohol tastes and try to talk to people about books and films. i don’t trust a bitch that says films instead of movies! they always think they’re better than everyone.”

“that’s not true, seungmin’s fun at parties!” albeit you do admit you’ve only been to one party with seungmin where he went buck wild and were later told that that is very uncharacteristic of him. 

jeongin’s expression turns sour, and you start to take pity on him.

“innie, i promised you i’d go to this party. when have i ever broken a promise? i’ll be there, alright?”

with that his face softens, and he goes back to his regular chatty self. 

“knowing jackson it’s gonna be even bigger and better than last year. and you know y/n, i’m pretty sure hyunjin’s going as well.”

your heart drops to your stomach at the mention of his name.

you try to act as nonchalant as possible, “why would i care if hyunjin’s there or not?”

“because you’re in love with him.”

“i am not in love with him.”

jeongin scoffs, “please, i see those googly eyes you make every time you see him - scratch that, everytime his name is mentioned. and you sucked his dick.”

“oh so the second you put a guys dick in your mouth you instantaneously fall in love with him?”

“okay fine! maybe you don’t love him but there’s something there, no denying it,” he pauses, and then adds, “and i for one think it’s something worth pursuing.”

leaning your face against the passenger side window, you sigh contemplatively, “that ship has sailed, my friend. at this point hyunjin probably doesn’t want anything to do with me.”

“i don’t know y/n, he still seems a little…. hung up on you,” jeongin attempts to reason with you, “why don’t you try talking to him?”

“what the fuck would i even say to him? hey hyunjin, everytime i think of you i get really really wet. could you please bend me over the nearest hard surface and fuck me so hard i can’t walk for a week???!!!!”

“so vulgar and for what.”

you roll your eyes, “shut up jeongin. if you want me to get with him so badly, maybe… i don’t know, help?” 

“no way. you two are adults, you can sort it out yourself.”

“gee, what would i do without you and your incessant outpour of advice jeongin?” you tease, since jeongin is inherently quite awful at offering meaningful advice. 

“i give good advice!!! you just never take it,” your best friend scowls as he drives through campus, pulling into a parking lot located in the midst of all of your school's buildings. 

“sure innie, whatever makes you feel better,” you grab your tote bag off of the floor of the passenger seat and step out of jeongin’s car. as soon as you’re outside a brisk gust of wind engulfs you, the chill making its way through your sweater and making you shudder; you should’ve worn a thicker jacket.

jeongin does the same as you, slamming the driver door shut before grabbing his own stuff from the backseat.

“i’ll see you in a couple hours, kay? text me when your class is done,” he states before heading off towards to library, his broad shoulders protected from the frigid fall weather with a thick wool sweater and a puffy black scarf. the heels of his boots scuff the pavement as he trudges away, pulling out his headphones as he prepares for a couple hours of studying.

you make out in the opposite direction of your friend, heading towards the building where your lecture hall is located. all around you students are dressed in jackets and thick sweaters, scarves donning their necks and leg warmers wrapped around their ankles. the grey sky makes everything appear dull, spare for the bright coloured leaves that have been blown off the trees and crunch under the weight of your boots when you step on them. 

soon you make it to your lecture hall, revelling in the warmth of being inside as you slowly close the doors behind you and making your way over to your (un)official seat. ever since the amount of people attending lecture every week started to decrease, you staked your claim on a seat in your favourite section of the room and refuse to sit elsewhere.

after a couple minutes of waiting your prof begins class, delving into lecture without a hitch as you attempt to scribble down notes. however, just as you’re about to get into the meat of today's class, your focus is broken when a late-comer yanks open the doors to the room with full force.

in walks hwang hyunjin, and a small part of you dies inside. 

as the metal door swings shut behind him with a dramatic bang! you lock eyes with him just for a second before his gaze is averted to your professor who he gives a small, apologetic smile to. 

in your head you’re screaming don’t you fucking dare hwang hyunjin as he walks closer and closer and closer to where you’re sitting in the sparsely populated lecture hall. you roll your eyes so hard your head hurts when hyunjin chooses the seat almost directly in front of you (just a little off to the side so it looks like it was a total accident - fuck you hwang).

of course you knew that hyunjin was in this class as well, but he’s usually on time and usually sits far away from you, at the back of the lecture hall. today he just feels like being an asshole, i guess. 

hyunjin’s weird. he’s weird because he had the hots for you during the sweltering summer months, when jeongin rented a beachside airbnb for a week and invited all of his close friends - including you and hyunjin. he’s weird because he always applied sunscreen on your back and helped you cut up watermelon and sat beside you during bonfires. he’s weird because when everyone else left to go to the pier he encouraged you to stay back and yanked on your hair while you sucked his dick, bit your bottom lip with his front teeth, and fucked you so hard you saw stars. 

he’s weird because he now pretends that the two of you have no history and fucks with you on purpose by shooting you flirty looks when he sees you at get togethers or on campus but does nothing more than that. he knows that you think about him, but does he think about you too?

staring at the back of his ebony-haired head, you can’t shake the image of hyunjin on top of you, his puffy bottom lip pulled between his teeth as he fucked you into his mattress, out of your head. the needy whines and groans he emitted when his cock was down your throat are ringing in your ears; you cross your legs under your desk in a pathetic attempt to ease the ache you feel in your cunt that you hate yourself for. come on brain, we cannot be horny during lecture! focus!!!

the next few hours drag on and on and on as you force yourself to keep your vision trained on either your notebook or your prof, resisting the urge to allow yourself to gaze upon the man who occupies your thoughts almost 24/7 (which is so not feminist of you btw). 

ergo, when your prof finishes lecture 20 minutes early, you heave a sigh of relief. great, now you can gtfo and go finger yourself in the bathroom before getting jeongin to drive you home. but of course, a certain someone decides to ruin your plans by turning around and leaning against your desk, his dark chocolate eyes staring down at you mischievously. 

“are you coming to jackson’s party?”

is he talking to you? 

“are you talking to me?”

hyunjin looks around while the few other students surrounding the two of you scramble to pack their bags, “i mean, who else would i be talking to.”

“i don’t know,” you shrug, “anyone but me i guess.”

god this is so awkward. gag me with a spoon.

“you didn’t answer my question.”

“hmm?” you pretend to busy yourself with the task of shoving your pencil case into your near empty school bag.

“jackson’s party? you coming? jeongin said you were.”

of course he fucking did. because jeongin just loves stirring the pot.

“oh, uh yeah. i’ll be there.”

“what are you going to dress up as?” hyunjin clearly does not see how much you want to end this conversation - or maybe he does, and he just likes seeing you squirm. bitch.

“i don’t know yet.”

“the party’s tomorrow… and you still don’t know what you’re gonna be?”

“nope.”

“oh.”

hyunjin’s lips curl into a subtle smirk and you know he’s just dying for you to ask him the same thing, so you do.

“what are you dressing up as, hwang?”

his tongue pokes the inside of his cheek as he swings his backpack over one shoulder, “i guess you’ll just have to find out.”

and with that, he leaves you alone in the lecture hall with your professor, your half-packed bag, and your soaked panties.

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back in jeongin’s jetta as he gives you a ride home, you complain about hyunjin.

“he’s fucking with me on purpose, i just know it. god! he’s such a…. just like a little…. WEASEL! he’s a fucking weasel.”

“come on y/n, he’s not that bad,” jeongin sticks up for hyunjin, who is also his friend, mind you.

all you do is wave him off, “you don’t know how it feels to be played by a man that beautiful, innie.” 

jeongin throws in the towel, and the two of you drive along the paved roads of your town in silence. as you continue to move along you soon find 

“that forest still gives me the creeps.”

”come on, you seriously still don’t believe in all of that ‘lost john’ bullshit, do you?”

lost john’s forest is somewhat of a fable in your town; folklore, if you will. for ages people have been passing around this story about how a tourist named john who was exploring the town wandered into that forest one day to never be seen again. there are some variations, of course. some people say that they’ve seen john out and about, or that john was actually a cult leader and if you go into the woods you’re bound to get sacrificed. no one knows if john actually ever existed, or if the story is just all horseshit used as a cautionary tale to keep kids out of the forest at night.

doesn’t make it any less creepy though.

you huff as you stare at the endless sea of trees you’re driving past, “it’s not that i actually believe in it, it’s just that those stories come from somewhere, you know?”

jeongin doesn’t seem to understand the point you’re trying to get across, “...so?”

“so there’s gotta be at least some truth to them, right? or else where did they come from?”

“i don’t know y/n, i think it’s all made up to scare kids.” 

the two of you sit in silence for a moment as you pass the last stretch of lost john’s forest before being surrounded by houses, apartment complexes and coffee shops once again. 

“hey, do you know what costume hyunjin’s wearing to the party?” 

as soon as the question passes your lips you regret it, and your regret increases tenfold when a devilish smirk makes its way onto jeongins face.

“oh! i thought you’d gotten over hyunjin, but here you are asking what he’s dressing up as for halloween. interesting!” 

“oh my god jeongin shut the fuck up!! it’s not like that, he was just being a twat when i asked him about it in lecture today,” you huff in annoyance over your friends antics. and for the record you’ve never said that you were over hyunjin, just that you aren’t in love with him. 

“sure y/n, whatever you need to tell yourself,” jeongin laughs, clearly thinking that he’s won this little scuffle, “you need to figure out a costume though.”

“ugh i know.” you scratch your head tentatively, “what are you going as?”

“a banana”

you can’t help the chuckle that escapes your lips. is he for real?

“what’s so funny?” jeongin questions, his brow quirked. 

“really? a fucking banana?”

“what’s wrong with that?”

“it’s a dumb costume, that’s what’s wrong.”

“it’s not dumb y/n, you just have no taste.”

“oh i have plenty of taste - that’s how i can tell your costume is bad.”

“it’s not bad it’s just- why are you being such a bitch right now?”

“did you just call me a bitch??!”

“yes i did because you’re being one!!”

“okay well SORRY for telling you that your costume is STUPID!!!”

“oh yeah? well in that case good luck finding a way to jackson’s party because I’M NOT TAKING YOU ANYMORE!!!”

“FINE!”

“FINE!!”

“FUCK YOU JEONGIN!!”

“FUCK YOU Y/N!!!!!”

in a fit of blind rage you grab your bag and shove you way out of jeongin’s car, a gust of wind ruffling your clothes as he speeds off as soon as you slam the door behind you. he is totally in the wrong here. you were just being a good friend, looking out for him by telling him that he’s setting himself up to look like a total idiot.

a squeal sounds behind you as jeongin floors it away from your house, the smell of burning rubber lingering around where his car was moments ago. what an aquarius you think to yourself as you head into your house, tossing your bag to the floor with a thump as soon as you’re inside. whatever, fuck jeongin! you’ll show him that you can have fun without him.

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“okay, what about this one?”

seungmin is in your bedroom for the first time ever. 

which is weird, since the two of you have been friends for some time now. but hey, he’s here now eating chocolate covered pretzels while perched on the corner of your bed helping you pick out a costume for jackson’s halloween party.

“it’s cute.”

“... just cute? anything else?”

“i don’t know, you look… nice?”

you heave a sigh of frustration, “you know seungmin you really suck at this.”

he raises his hands in defence, “sorry! i’ve never done this before, you’re my only female friend.”

“yea yea whatever,” you command him to stop speaking with a wave of your hand, eyes flitting back and forth between the two costume options you’ve spread out on your floor and the one currently donning your body.

“so the final contenders are olive from easy a, slutty michael myers, and…” you look down at your legs, which are clad in the same black latex stockings you wore for halloween last year, “a sexy nun.”

seungmin shakes his head, “don’t do the last one, that’s blasphemous.”

“okay… sexy nun is out. i’m thinking easy a, you?”

seungmin ponders for a moment, his eyes squinted as he gazes at both the easy a and slutty mike myers costumes splayed across your carpeted floor. 

“i second that, your boobs will look killer in a corset,” he eventually attests before shoving a couple more chocolate covered pretzels in his mouth. 

you playfully smack his shoulder, “see min! you are good at choosing outfits.”

he just smirks in response before dusting the pretzel crumbs on his fingers off on his pants. with your arms full of discarded garments you head over to your closet, putting the clothing items of the unchosen costumes back in their place.

“hey can i ask you a question?” seungmin quips from your bed, where he’s now made himself comfortable by lying down and scrolling through twitter. 

“shoot,” you say while hanging up your navy blue jumpsuit.

seungmin pauses his scrolling to ask, “how come you didn’t ask jeongin to help you with this? i mean, not that i don’t like helping you or anything, but you guys are like always together.”

ugh. jeongin. just hearing his name makes you 

“we got into an argument,” you explain, opting to foresee the fact that said argument was over a fucking halloween costume, “he’s being petty, and i don’t want anything to do with him at the moment. and he keeps getting ”

seungmins brows raise momentarily before he responds, “it seems to me that both of you are being petty. also what happened with hyunjin?”

shit. you totally forgot seungmin isn’t caught up on everything that’s gone down. it’s his fault in all honesty, always opting to stay home instead of hanging out. 

“uhhh it’s nothing,” you decide now isn’t the best time to get into everything, “but hey, you’re supposed to be on my side here!”

“i am!!! but why don’t we forget about your drama and watch….. coraline. capisce?”

coraline does sound nice, so you tug on your pyjama pants and join seungmin on your bed to indulge in a fitting movie. 

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today is halloween.

today is halloween and you’re dreading it.

seungmin slept over last night and the two of you have been lounging around all day in preparation for tonight, which you are not looking forward to, what with both hyunjin and jeongin being there.

neither you nor jeongin have reached out to the other, both too stupid to be the first one to text the other and apologise. whatever, he’s the one who was up your ass about coming to this party, you’re gonna prove that you don’t have to follow him around like a lost dog at every function.

when it comes time to get ready you blast deftones and the twilight soundtrack (much to seungmins dismay) while painting your face. when it comes time to get into your outfit you recruit seungmin to help, making him stand behind you and yank the ties on your lacy black corset. with each tug you can feel the boning hug your ribs and stomach tighter and tighter before the mere action of breathing is uncomfortable.

it’s just for a couple hours you remind yourself while pulling on your black mini skirt and grabbing a pair of black sunnies from your vanity. the glossy scarlet red ‘a’ that you hand stitched onto the left breast of your corset last night glints in the mirror as you examine yourself, perfectly content with the costume you managed to pull off in less than 24 hours.

“holy shit, how can you breathe in that thing?” seungmin says as he stares at you from the same place on your bed, seemingly taken aback by the resilience of your rib cage.

“it’s for fashion, min! this halloween is all about reprisal, and i wanna look damn good while doing it.”

“okay shakespeare,” he jests before grabbing his costume from where it’s laying on the floor. it takes him a mere minute to throw on his outfit, and you envy him for it.

once you’re finally sure that you’re ready you toss a few tequila shots back in your kitchen as seungmin watches, stating he doesn’t wanna get fucked up tonight (when does he ever) but relents when you ask him to do at least one shot to keep him warm on the walk over to jackson’s.

the bite of the night autumn air has you questioning if you even want to go when you step out onto your porch, the leather jacket you borrowed from seungmin hanging from your shivering shoulders. no, you can’t back down now. with a skip in your step you all but drag seungmin off of your porch, those tequila shots slowly but surely making their way through your system.

by now many of the trick or treaters that lined the streets earlier in the evening have retired to bed, leaving the rest of the holiday to be celebrated by the mature population. so, the roads are mainly empty as you walk down them, the pavement damp and shiny.

when you arrive at jackson’s place you take pity on his neighbours, for the music is so loud it seems as if it might trigger a small earthquake. a few scattered groups of people are on the lawn but most are inside, and you can see the party raging through the front windows. seungmin doesn’t say anything, just shoots you a knowing look before the two of you make your way inside.

immediately upon entering you’re almost ploughed over by a guy in one of those blow up t-rex costumes, who barely spares a look at you before running away and continuing to wreak havoc.

“i don’t think I’m drunk enough for this min, we should just go,” you turn to leave but to your surprise are stopped by seungmin.

“come on y/n, we’re already here. let’s just stay for a bit, ok?” he reasons, and you relent with a dramatic sigh.

out of the corner of your eye you catch of glimpse of someone waving to you; actually, waving to seungmin, motioning him to head over there. you see 3 guys, one in a red power ranger suit, another in a green and yet another in a pink. the puzzle in your brain slowly pieces together as you glance down at seungmins blue power ranger suit.

don’t tell me….

the 3 guys pull off their masks at the same time, and you’re met with the grinning faces of jeongin (red), hyunjin (pink), and their friend jisung (green). and just to add more salt on the wound, a boy name felix whom you’ve meet a handful of times shows up with his friends dressed in a yellow ranger suit. stupid! you should’ve know seungmin was a part of a group costume, who would dress up as a solo power ranger?

“why didn’t you tell me that you were doing a stupid group costume with jeongin and hyunjin!” you sock seungmin in the shoulder.

“i didn’t think it mattered!” he whines while rubbing the spot where you punched him.

“well it does, because now we have to spend the whole night with them,” you whine, although what you said isn’t necessarily true. you’re just salty because seungmin is supposed to be on your side in this whole debacle, and because jeongin decided to change his costume after your quarrel in his car the other day.

much to your dismay, seungmin wraps his bony fingers around your wrist and drags you towards the group of his friends, towards your doom. as soon and jeongin realizes you’re headed this way he departs, running up the stairs like the coward he is.

“seungmin! you made it!” jisung exclaims, clearly already a couple drinks in and clearly unable to sense the tension between you and everyone else.

“haha, yep!” seungmin answers sheepishly as you wrench your wrist free from his grasp. traitor!

you sulk as you listen to felix, seungmin and jisung talk about god knows what, probably video games or baseball or something stupid. it doesn’t help that you can overhear parts of hyunjins conversation with the girl that felix brought. thankfully, you’re blessed with the gift of being able to tune everything out if you so chose, so you stand there in silence and dream about going home.

it isn’t long until you can sense a looming presence beside you, and you snap out of your stupor to see hyunjin standing only a few feet away from you. the way his eyes scan the expanse of your body doesn’t go unnoticed by you.

“so,” he starts, arms widespread in a clear gesture to his costume, “what do you think?”

“geez, and people say girls dress like sluts. you know i can see your whole dick print, right?” you taunt,

“nothing you haven’t seen before,” he sneers while his eyes scan the length of your body, hyper focusing on the red ‘a’ sewn into your corset, “what…. what are you?”

how uncultured!

“olive from easy a. you know, emma stone’s character?” you state matter of factly, arms folded across your chest.

“never seen it.”

“really?” you ask, genuinely shocked since hyunjin seems to love fun cult classics. and because he’s friends with seungmin, who's seen about every movie under the sun.

“really,” he reaches over and picks up his drink from where he left it on the counter, “off topic, but a couple people about to play truth or dare in one of the bedrooms upstairs, you should come. or don’t, i don’t care.”

and with that the boy dressed as the pink ranger turns on his heel and walks away, patting whoever was dressed in the yellow ranger costume on the back as a signal to hit the road.

truth or dare? for real? didn’t realise this was a high school party.

you make your way over to seungmin, who’s busy playing with the pop tab attached to the lid of his mikes hard lemonade. it’s clear he doesn’t really plan on talking to anyone else all night, and is only here because you dragged him and he had a duty to fulfil as a result of being part of a group costume.

“they’re about to play truth or dare upstairs min, can you believe that?” you scoff, feeling your cheeks warm up as a result of the alcohol you’ve consumed.

seungmin makes a noise of agreeance, his lip quirking upwards as he responds, “for real? that game is just so…. childish.”

both of you nod before looking at the floor, you drawing small circles with your feet and seungmin playing with his pop tab again.

“but it is kinda fun, you know?” seungmin speaks up first.

“no you’re right,” silence again, and then you add, “should we go join?”

all seungmin does is nod and pass you your drink before the two of you make your way upstairs, opening to the door to a bathroom and accidentally interrupting some kind of fuck session before finding the correct bedroom and slinking inside.

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a messy circle of people meets you when you enter, with everyone sitting on the floor or bed or chairs that were definitely stolen from the dining room. there aren't a ton of people, maybe 13 or so, but you seem to know everyone at least to a certain extent.

“nice costume, y/n,” jeongin practically emerges form the shadows to sneer at you, his voice laced with poison.

“thanks jeongin, it is a nice costume. what happened to you going as a banana? did you heed my advice and finally realise it was a stupid idea?”

all he does is scoff at this, choosing not to retort for the sake of looking like the bigger person.

“jeez, you guys are really pissed at each other, huh?” seungmin remarks while grabbing your wrist and dragging you away from jeongin in case you were about to reach up and slap him.

you don’t respond, but the sour look on your face says it all.

“alright guys, let’s get this started!” hyunjin announces to the room full of people, and all of the individual chatter dies down, “the game is truth or dare, as you all know, but we wanted to make it extra frightening for halloween. jeongin?”

jeongin stalks over to hyunjin, and you’re worried for what he has planned.

“if you do not fulfil your truth or dare, you will face a penalty. that penalty is doing a shot,” he takes a breath, “and showing the entire circle the last nude you sent.”

chaos. everyone erupts in anger at jeongin’s sick idea of a punishment.

“come on jeongin, that is so over the top,” one of the other girls in the room, chaeryeong, shouts above everyone else.

all jeongin does is raise his arms in a shrug, clearly loving playing the villain. ugh, you’re so over him.

“rules are rules you guys! we want to make sure people are following through on their dares! or truths, of course.”

he does have a point there, but still, his rules are a bit excessive.

the room quiets down and a few people decide to get up and leave, opting to not take the risk of exposing themselves if they get stuck with a particularly damning truth or dare.

“great, lets get this show on the road then,” jeongin acts as the ringleader and gets everyone settled, “who wants to go first?”

“me! i wanna go!” jeongins friend felix, the yellow ranger, throws his hand in the air.

“ok felix, truth or dare?”

the rest of the party can be heard as the room falls silent to let felix think, allowing him time to ponder since he was the first to volunteer.

“i’ll go dare,” he finally announces, and a chorus of ooooo’s sound as everyone waits to hear what felix has in store for him.

“i dare you,” jeongin ponders, trying to come up with something juicy and exciting, “to give us your best strip tease!”

everyone shrieks and felix hangs his head in embarrassment before standing up, clearly not backing down from the challenge. someone turns on pony by ginuwine and everyone shrieks even louder as felix starts doing his best strip tease, filled with body rolls and thigh grabbing as he peels the top part of his yellow power ranger costume off, exposing his defined abs and smooth back in the process.

after a couple minutes everyone agrees that he’s done enough and he pulls his costume back one before plopping back down in his seat, his cheeks and ears a bright cherry red. nevertheless, a triumphant smile is plastered on his face as everyone cheers for him having successfully completed the first dare.

the game continues without a hitch; chaeryeong confesses that her first wet dream was about hiccup from how to train your dragon, seungmin has to do a blowjob shot from between felix’s legs (you almost thought he was going to accept the penalty), and you find out that the weirdest place jisung has had sex was in a mcdonald’s bathroom.

suddenly jeongin locks eyes with you and you, knowing that he’s probably had one too many drinks at this point, feel a sense of dread settle in the pit of your stomach.

“y/n! your turn, truth or dare.”

you know that whatever you choose it’s gonna be bad, so you opt to bite the bullet and just go for it.

“uhhhhhh ok, dare.”

in that moment it looks as if jeongin has quite literally embodied the devil himself and you know that you’ve chosen wrong. all you can do is brace yourself for whatever dare he’s about to challenge you to - which you’ll have to fulfill for the sake of not looking like a loser.

“i dare you,” he smiles, “to spend 10 minutes exploring lost john’s forest.”

the room goes silent.

no fucking way. does he want you to die???!!

seungmin comes to your rescue, “come on jeongin, that's a little too intense for a game, don’t you think?”

“a dare is a dare! if y/n doesn’t want to do it she’ll just have to face the penalty instead.”

everyone continues to look around the room tentatively, waiting to see what happens next. most gazes are fixed on you, eyes with with worry and excitement, but some stare at jeongin.

“come on, do you guys seriously still believe in all of those bullshit urban legends? that stuff is just for kids, we’re all adults now!” jeongin speaks up and sips his beer as if to further prove his point.

“regardless of if those rumours are true or not, don’t you think it’s unsafe for y/n to be out in a forest this late at night? you know, alone?” this comes from hyunjin, and you’re surprised he’s sticking up for you.

only after hyunjin’s comment do you see jeongin’s tough guy facade start to waver, but he holds his ground, “y/n’s a big girl, she can speak for herself.”

suddenly everyone’s gaze is on you. dear god, why on earth did you come to this party??

“you know what, fine. fiiiine!!!! i’ll do it,” you declare as you stand up, adjusting your skirt that had shifted in place while you were seated. jeongin’s face deadpans, and that alone is enough to give you the courage

“wait, how will we know if she actually goes to lost john’s forest though? what if she just waits outside and then comes back in 10 minutes later?” jisung quips, and you’re tempted to reach out and slap him across the face. bitch.

“that’s a good point,” jeongin pauses to think, “ok fine, someone should go with her to make sur-”

“i’ll go,” hyunjin volunteers before standing up a little too quickly, which is evident in the way he wobbles slightly before catching his balance.

jeongin’s eyes nearly pop out of his skull at this; it’s clear he wants you to have the worst night ever, meaning being alone in a forest with a guy you have the hots for is strictly off the table “wait no, someone else should go.”

“why? i’m fully capable of escorting y/n to and from lost john’s to make sure nothing bad happens. besides, does anyone else want to volunteer as an escort?” hyunjin retorts before waiting expectantly.

the circle of people sit there, unmoving. after a few seconds seungmin slowly moves to raise his hand but a dirty scowl from hyunjin makes him freeze.

“right then, it’s settled. let’s go y/n” he states while grabbing your wrist and dragging you to the door of the bedroom you’re in.

you look back at jeongin over your shoulder, who clearly isn’t pleased. all you do is shoot him a cheeky half smile before following hyunjin out the room, down the stairs and into the night.

.･:*◢▅◣Ξ◥▅◤Ξ ҉ ◢▅◣Ξ ҉ ◥▅◤☾*:･

standing at the edge of lost johns forest, you think you might pass out.

but you neglect to tell hyunjin that.

“you ready?” he asks while shooting you a comforting look, his words have no trace of teasing or mockery.

you look at the vast expanse of trees in front you. it looks as if it stretches on forever and ever, and you gulp as you think of all the possible things that could be inside, waiting for you and hyunjin to enter before striking.

that being said, you’d rather do this with him than do it alone.

“let’s just get this over with. the sooner we’re done here the sooner we’ll get back and I can strangle jeongin.”

hyunjin laughs before offering you his hand, which you take and pray that he doesn’t care about how shaky you are.

making sure to take note of the time on your phone you head into the forest, feeling twigs and leaves snap and crunch under your feet. the exposed skin on your legs stings as a cold gust of wind blows, the trees offering minimal protection.

“you know if you ignore all of the creepy stories about this place, it’s actually quite nice. so quiet…” hyunjin aloud.

“if you’re trying to make me feel better, it’s not working.”

a branch snaps, an owl hoots, you exhale shakily. it’s dark, but the scarcity of leaves still attached to their trees allows for just enough moonlight to seep through the spindly branches. soon enough, the two of you stumble upon a small-ish clearing, opting to stay there as opposed to trekking further and getting lost.

“jesus I hate this, how long has it been?” you ask hyunjin while rubbing your arms in an attempt to wake them up.

“it’s been…. 2 minutes.”

that’s it. this is the worst experience of your life. you are actually going to kill jeongin.

“come on y/n, it’s not that bad in here. at least you have me!” hyunjin tries to comfort you, but you can tell that he’s nervous just like you are.

“please, as if you’d be able to protect me from anything,” you tease, but when hyunjin doesn’t bite back you worry that you’ve struck a nerve, “i am glad you’re here with me, though.”

“i would’ve volunteered to go with anyone, honestly.”

“really?”

“...no.”

a small smile creeps it’s way onto your face at this, and not matter how hard you try you can’t wipe it off.

“sooo you volunteered to go with me because…?”

“because i have…… feelings….” he looks at you, and then looks at the ground, “for you….”

the word that comes to mind upon hearing hyunjins confession is satisfying. satisfying because you’ve known that he’s had feelings for you since the summer, he’s just a shithead. so, you feel satisfied.

“and i know it’s probably unfair for me to say this but i can’t stop thinking about you and i know that this is also the absolute worst place to confess but-“

he doesn’t say anything after that.

he doesn’t say anything because you press your pout against his, breathing in his scent as he kisses you back.

no words need to be exchanged as you briefly pull away before going in for more, hyunjins lips your absolute favourite drug that you crave day and night. a groan escapes hyunjins mouth and he moves to wrap his hand around the back of your neck, his fingers tangling in and tugging on your hair as he pushes you yo against a nearby tree.

with your head tilted to the side you weasel your tongue past his slippery teeth and into his mouth, sliding against his own. both of you parrot each others moans of desire as your hands explore the expanse of hyunjins back and shoulders.

you feel so cold when he pulls away from you, like your only source of heat has been ripped away from you eternally. when you pry your eyes open, not before a dissatisfied huff passes your lips, you see hyunjin descending.

it appears as if he sinks to his knees in slo-mo, eyes never leaving yours as he kisses his way from your knee to the inside of your thigh. with deft fingers he reaches under your skirt and hooks the waistband of your panties around his fingers before dragging them down your legs and tossing them to the side, soon to be forgotten.

“hyunjin,” you breathe, voice already shaky as you anticipate what’s to come (you). he doesn’t say anything, just grabs your right calf and swings your leg over his shoulder, his face now a mere few inches away from your pussy. it feels as if you’re on display for his eyes only, forced to watch as he sucks and nips at your thighs while leaving dark bruises and bite marks in his wake. slowly be surely he inches closer to the place where you want- no, need him most.

when the tip of his wet, pink tongue drags through your cunt your breath catches in your throat. he continues to offer only feeble kitten licks, and soon enough it has you craving more and more, his actions not enough to fulfil the growing desire you can feel boiling inside of you.

with outstretched fingers you reach out and grip a fistful of his raven hair, pulling on it and all but shoving his face impossibly closer to your wet, hot pussy. the tip of his nose nudges your clit, and the one leg that you’re balanced on almost buckles.

“you taste so good, honey,” hyunjin confesses while lazily dragging his fat tongue through your pussy, “sweet like candy.”

“ ‘s just for you, hyun,” your heads rolls back between your shoulders, resting on the tree behind you. for the moment you elect to forget where you are, focusing on the cute boy between your legs instead of the darkness of the surrounding forest that threatens to swallow you whole.

hyunjin cycles between sucking at your clit and teasing your hole with his tongue, a combo which, although has you seeing stars, is not enough to bring you to release.

“more, jinnie,” you plea, the pet name rumbling past your lips before you can catch yourself.

“you need more, baby?” hyunjin coos while gazing up at you, his eyes foggy and plump lips swollen and glossy. the hand of his that’s been laying dormant on your thigh moves to cup your pussy, groping you before he slides his index and middle fingers through your folds.

in one deft movement he slips his digits inside of you, his tongue poking and flicking your clit at the same time. your needy whines grow louder and echo around you, the goosebumps on your skin now from arousal and not from the cold.

hyunjin continues to finger you at a relaxed pace, his mouth traversing between stimulating your aching clit and nipping at the sensitive skin of your upper thigh. his eyes never leave yours however, and you feel as if you might slip and fall into his gaze, unable to escape.

“one more?” god you sound pathetic, but you don’t care at this point, “please?”

wordlessly, hyunjin slips his ring finger into your cunt. the stretch is subtle but has you yearning for your sweet release. the grip you have on his hair tightens, and you rock your hips against his face to help bring yourself closer and closer to your orgasm. the moans that leave his mouth in response to you tugging on the roots of his hair vibrate through your core, leaving you a stuttering, whiny mess above him.

“jinnie, I think i’m gonna-“ a desperate moan escapes you when hyunjin wraps his lips around your sensitive bud once more, sucking in tandem with the thrusts of his fingers.

over the volume of your own moans and the howl of the wind you can hear the squelching of your wet pussy as hyunjin finger bangs you until you cum all over his hand, his palm and chin sticky with your juices.

your heart drums in your chest as you slowly come back to earth, the warm body between your legs now gone and standing in front of you.

hyunjin looks as if he wants to eat you, swallow you whole, with hair a mess and cheeks splotchy and pink. through his costume you can see he’s hard, his cock begging to be released from the fabric prison it’s confined to.

he kisses you again and you can taste yourself on his tongue, fighting off any embarrassment you feel with the justification that getting your pussy devoured by him felt so fucking good.

your tongue slots against hyunjins inside of his mouth, and you feel him move to push his pants and briefs down to allow his cock to spring free. his sticky warmth mouth is pulled from yours and you watch as he pumps his dick several times to get himself fully hard.

his cock is long and veiny with a slight curve that has you practically drooling all over his feet. of course you’ve seen it before, but it’s been so long and you’ve thought about it so much.

his tip is a dark shade of pink as he moves to drag it through your cunt, allowing it to kiss your still sensitive clit which sends a jolt through your body. not wanting to waste any time, hyunjin wraps the same leg that was sling over his should a few moments ago around his waist. with one hand grubbing your thigh and the other gripping the base of his cock, he slowly sinks into you, allow you to feel every inch of his aching shaft.

“oh god, hyunjin,” you cry, feeling so full after months and months of feeling so empty. hyunjin breathes through his nostrils, attempting to control himself as he bottoms out in your tight hot pussy.

the bark of the tree that you’re pinned up against scratches and digs at the skin of your shoulders and upper back but you’re too drunk on hyunjin to care. all you care about is his cock that’s fucking into you, his tongue that’s tracing your jawline, his curious hand that reaches into your corset and pulls out your breasts.

his mouth makes its way from your neck down to your chest, where he deftly takes your left nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it before giving the same treatment to the other.

your legs cramp as you spread them apart as far as possible given your current position, doing your best to accommodate hyunjins dancer hips. his hips that move so fluidly against you, rolling upwards and grinding against your cunt with each thrust.

every time hyunjins tongue rolls across your tit you can feel it in your core contributing to the small fire that’s growing with every move he makes. one of your hands finds purchase in his hair again and the other finding stability by gripping his shoulder,

“jinnie, hngh-“ you stutter and whine embarrassingly, thankful for the fact that there’s no one around to hear how desperate you are. hyunjins pace picks up and he pumps his cock into you faster, harder, deeper. your limbs turn to jelly as he fucks you with no restraint.

“fuck y/n, I’m so close,” is all he can pant after pulling himself off of your tits, the hair at the base of his neck damp with sweat despite how cold it is outside. the walls of your pussy flutter around his cock as you’re on the brink of your orgasm, waiting to feel your release wash over you.

it only takes a few more thrusts to send you spiralling, creaming all over hyunjins cock as he finishes inside of you. his cum feels hot and heavy inside of you and it warms you to the core on this cold fall night.

the heat you feel in your cunt slowly begins to wane, and you whimper when hyunjin pulls his now soft cock from your hole that’s dripping with his cum; some of it sticks to your thighs.

with a chaste kiss to your lips hyunjin pulls away, fixing himself up before helping you adjust your corset and reaching down to grab your phone that had fallen to the forest floor.

the blue screen almost blinds you when you turn it on, and you’re met with several missed texts from jeongin.

[12:55] jeongin: okay y/n it’s been like 15 minutes you guys can come back now

[1:03] jeongin: seriously y/n it’s been a while, people are starting to worry

[1:04] jeongin: not me of course, but other peopl

[1:16] jeongin: ok y/n this isn’t funny anymore, i get that you’re pissed at me but seriously you guys need to come back

[1:19] jeongin: unless…. the lost john legends are true

[1:19] jeongin: oh god

“this shithead,” you mutter, opting to leave him on read for now

you glance at hyunjin, who’s standing there awkwardly, looking at the moon through the branches of the trees.

“do you wanna come back to my place? i don’t really feel like going back to the party,” he says in a way that seems like he’s bracing himself for you to say no, “we can watch easy a? you know, since i’ve never seen it.”

you stretch out your hand, encouraging him to take it.

“yea, I’d like that,” you say before the two of you make your way out of the forest before strolling down the street under the yellow glow of the moon

.･:*◢▅◣Ξ◥▅◤Ξ ҉ ◢▅◣Ξ ҉ ◥▅◤☾*:･

a/n: apologies if the smut seems rushed I wrote it on a bus lol

#stray kids smut #hwang hyunjin smut #stray kids imagines #stray kids fanfiction #skz smut #skz fanfiction #stray kids x reader #skz x reader #hwang hyunjin x reader #hwang hyunjin fanfiction #hwang hyunjin blurbs #hwang hyunjin imagines

[brewed-pangolin]

Is Captain MacTavish also a gym rat? If so, please explain...in detail 🫠😉

Captain MacTavish is absolutely a gym rat. But unlike the maniacal menace that is Sgt. Gym Rat Soap, this beast is much more refined, disciplined, and methodical.

And the best damn eye candy you've ever seen while you focus on your own routine.

Just a sprinkle of NSFW at the end...

Pulled a bit from this post by @obligatoryghoststare

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Wardrobe

First of all, he'd rather be caught dead than wear a pair of high thigh gym shorts. This man is always well put together, even while pumping iron at the local fitness center.

And he is a walking billboard for Under Armor.

Prefers more natural colors for his outfit; black, grey, royal blue, forest green. Nothing eye catching or brighter than an earthy hue. Doesn't need to draw more attention to himself. His sculpted body does that enough.

Compression shorts are a must. Pulls the sweat, keeps him dry, and holds everything in place. (Man's got a healthy Lorne sausage to contend with)

Topped with a fitted muscle shirt, of the same color. The Captain must have synchronization with his wardrobe. Always. (Well put together, like previously stated)

He's always going to wear darker tones with the compression fabric, mainly because he likes to overlay that with something more lose fitting and in a softer hue (think whites, light grays, may dabble in some soft blues or greens)

And while not technically wardrobe, will always have a half gallon steel water bottle within reach. Hydration is key.

Routine

Captain MacTavish is the epitome of methodical routines when it comes to gym. He's like clockwork.

His mid routine will change depending on the week (leg day, arm day, chest, back, weights, you get the idea) but his beginning and end are always the same.

First and foremost, stretching. The most important part of a workout.

Next, treadmill. 30 minutes. No more, no less. And this beast looks majestic while he runs. Perfect strides, breathing heavy yet measured. Just a beautiful sight to behold.

And this mofo sweats. Not an obscene amount, just enough to make him glisten. (Sparkling sexy beast)

Now, bulking up. Weights. Soap uses both free weights and strengthening machines, for obvious reasons. Free weights for compound movements, machines for isolating certain muscle groups.

You'd think he'd be loud during his weight training, but no. He's classy. And he's not rude. He may let out a few heavy breaths and an occasional low growl, but nothing too audible. He's already got countless eyes on him, no reason to bring in more attention.

Enjoys his time on the rowing machine. Prefers it after a his weight training. Aids in recovery, calms his mind. Builds his endurance. (And this man's all about endurance)

Lives for the circuit.

[2min/station, 1min rest b/w, 2 loops]

[Pull ups, planks, tire/sledgehammer, kettle lifts]

Pulled straight from his journal

The Captain is in his natural environment when perfecting and strengthening his mind and body. Goes into a daze. Movement remiscent to a skilled predator. It's a sight every gym enthusiast pushes to achieve, and every casual enjoyed drinks in to the fullest

Recovery

His recovery will change depending on his core routine for the day. Sometimes he finishes with a light jog or brisk walk on the treadmill again.

Perhaps even go another round on the rowing machine. Helps him clear the daze and focus his mind in preparation for the next phase.

But it culminates to a relaxing session of yoga because this man knows the benefits of centering himself post pump and grind.

And this is where you come in. He's more than happy to assist in perfecting your downward dog in the process while he lets his body recover from a rough workout.

Expect to be pulled into a private room once he's all limbered up after his full exercise session. Nothing quite like finishing his routine by emptying himself in your needy little hole. (Post endurance high nut is his favorite, afterall)

Captain MacTavish Masterlist

#asked and answered #captain mactavish workout #the brainrot of Captain MacTavish #glitterypirateduck #call of duty #captain mactavish #captain soap mactavish #og soap #mw2 soap #cod

[desires-of-chain]

Tasty brain brought up a scenario straight out of those 90s shoujo mangas (you know the ones. With all the political intrigue and psychological warfare) where the reader is isekaid and ends up being a concubine for protection. But. BUT. OHOHOHO, I'm not going to the dubcon, sexist crap here!

Let's put it this way: headcanon where in Hyrule, there's a honeymoon period of a month whenever someone gets married or got a new concubine. Because what if they're strangers? We're not gonna jump straight into baby making right away, there needs to be adjusting periods, getting to know each other, easing each other into intimacy especially if one or both parties are virgins, etc etc depending on the social norms regarding intimacy and sex allowed between unmarried people prior akjdjdkd so we got lotsa time for talking, teasing, and loads of foreplay until they do ittt and indulge in kink.

Reader and Fierce Deity are very Respectful. There's defs a power imbalance in a lot of things so they gotta navigate around that and have talks over cultures to avoid misunderstandings. (See 🎀 here furiously hammering away the typical tropes that cockblock or destroy fun, consensual sex.) Also, as soon as they figured out the mutual horniness and actual affection, they immediately start hashing out the stuff they are fine with and how to proceed with it with ALL THE TEASING AND FLIRTING AND SEXUAL TENSION. Maybe it's Reader who's the virgin. Maybe it's Fierce Deity. Maybe both. Or maybe they're both experienced and just hashing things out before they jump in the bed or the nearest surface.

People are gonna expect Fierce Deity always being the dominant one but NO, THAT'S NOT FUN AT ALL, NO, HE LIKES IT WHEN HE SURRENDERS AND GETS REWARDED FOR IT. People tend to focus waaay too much on one aspect of the war god and HERE'S HIS TINY BRIDE ACCEPTING EVERY ASPECT OF HIM. They're both switches but Fierce Deity is yet to experience the joys of being a sub because everyone is too damn scared "to be that audacious go a god." (To be fair, they're right, but Fierce Deity is a pleasant sort of exception.) Tiny mortal is a dom of the scariest mofo in the pantheon. People would not believe it, that's too absurd, right?

People would not know about a war god on his knees, head between his concubine's thighs and lips inches away from her core, only because his concubine is holding a leash taut and the collar is keeping him at that agonizing distance. He can break out of it but he's not going to. Or perhaps his concubine had been sneaky and created the collar and leash out of divine materials again to render him truly helpless. No one else but her would know about how hard his cock gets when he's powerless and at her mercy and forced to beg for a taste of her.

No one would know about when he had been on top, fucking her ruthlessly and keeping her from her own release, the woman who would grin and have the gall to goad him, insulting how he's taking her: "Are you a really god or just dog in a rut?" And he'd promptly make his rude little wife submit, lovingly break her like how she lovingly breaks him.

There's loads more in my head, like the fact she's made concubine and NOT his wife since a) she doesn't want to be immortal (yet) and b) divine politics: nobody is gonna want a mere mortal to get elevates to their level, she gotta be immortal first! But I'm still in a horny mood so focus on sexy times it is!

-🎀

🎀 anon, bestie, i'm eatin this shit up. I swear if you don't continue, I'm gon go feral. /j

okay, okay, but like I love the idea of reader being a lil shit to Fierce in bed and also domming him???? I JUST KNOW THAT MAN IS NUTTIN' ON THE SPOT.

#.bea answers #smut #🎀 anon

[sarcasticmothdraws]

i love the way you draw a!bro. like Yeah he’s a Sexy Mofo but also i feel like he’s a hazard in the kitchen and would burn down several buildings making toast

we either get disaster w/ a little bit of swagger causing property damage. or man that is constantly stress and will distract himself with projects to not deal with his problems.

#homestuck #dave strider #angst #sadstuck #i guess #damn </3 #alpha bro strider #alpha dave #hows that stress counting homie?

[nikethestatue]

The deal is that I really want a morally gray Azriel. I want everyone to be darker, scarier, angrier, but especially him. And Elain.

Everyone is a little too nice lately.

Rhys was kind of a dick, and I need MORE. Give me dark, unforgiving Rhys. I don't want the DILF version of Rhys. Give me the ACOTAR version--strange, complicated, morally flexible.

I want Azriel to be like Lorcan on steroids--mean, and proud, and not trusting, and brutal, and savage. Let him be soft for Elain, but that's about it. Let him do terrible, violent things.

Everyone's become 'too good' in these books. Everyone cares about everyone and just does all the cute, right things. I want huge fissures in the IC--conflict, sadness, betrayals. Where is everyone's ambition? No one wants to be anything else but Rhys's little helpers? Where is the resentment? If Rhys betrayed Mor, why can't Mor betray Rhys? Let's see Cassian rebel! He could still be a general, but can he be more complicated? If everyone is terrified of Azriel, why do we not see why? Make him a scary mofo. Is Amren really happy to be back, as a simple Fae? Let's see some fire of anger under her ass.

They are Fae. Why can't they be terrible too? Why can't they do violent, unspeakable things? Feyre taking down Spring was so sexy of her. Where is the seduction? The big gestures? The craving? 'high moral ground' is the most boring ground a character can walk on.

I just want ACOTAR to be interesting again....

[moreofem]

Handsy making out with Carmy when he makes you dinner at his place one night and you end up in his lap and he’s encouraging you to grind on his thigh I…girl 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

This man activates my malewife needer kink (LMAO)

I need someone to cook for me like if you cook for me?? You’re getting head after that cause you’re LITERALLY feeding me 😩😩 (in both ways)

But anyways

You’re like really, really in the mood when you come back from work and Carmy’s there, but he asks if you’ve eaten and u reluctantly say that you haven’t since 12:30, and he’s quick to pull you on the couch, kiss you, turn the TV on for you and go make a meal.

And once you’re done, belly full and your mood back to normal, you literally pounce on him. He laughs and lets you kiss him all over, but when you slip your tongue in his mouth he’s a goner. He becomes almost feral, he’s ripping your shirt off, planting hickeys on your tits, palming your ass with his big ass hands, and making you grind on his strong, right thigh. You whine into his mouth, and the way he looks at you could literally make you come on the spot. He pushes some stray pieces of hair back and COOES at you like some condescending sexy mofo

“Aw baby… you’re gonna get off like this? Yeah?”

“You’re so pretty for me baby, so fucking gorgeous”

He lifts the skirt you wore for work over your hips, revealing the little pair of underwear you wear with them. He grins at your expression, and you’re begging him to slap your ass. He obliged, and you double your efforts to hump his thigh. The denim is doing wonders for the friction, and you bury your face into his neck when you feel close. He guides your hips, helping you reach your high

“You’re gonna come baby? Good girl…”

“Makin a mess on my pants baby… relax, sshh, you’re so good to me”

“Yeaaahh, that’s it baby, come on my thigh like the good girl you are… my girl… love you so much”

—

UMMMM I NEED ACTUALLY

#carmen berzatto smut #carmen berzatto #carmen berzatto blurb #amalia 🥺🤎 #thots 😈 #more carmy thots pls!!

[steel-and-fire]

SHIPPING INFO //ANSWER THE FOLLOWING FOR YOUR MUSES SO PEOPLE KNOW HOW SHIPPING WORKS ON YOUR BLOG.

WHAT IS YOUR OTP FOR YOUR CHARACTER(S)?  I don't really have one anymore, honestly. Everyone is more than welcome to try to win this big boy's heart~

HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE?  I don't really mind, as long as they fit and are comfortable with each other. Igris is a vastaya, time has very little meaning to him. so not reaaally. I won't stop him from being with someone he loves and is loved by and...as long as there is mental and physical maturity of course, time and age is not an issue whatsoever for him.

HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY ARE CONSIDERED NSFW?  Honestly, the moment the scene becomes clearly erotic. Even kissing could be described in an erotic way, and thats honestly it.

ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING? Yea, honestly, not gonna lie. Not as in, i have very few characters i would like to see him with, but more so, it will take a lot to win him over for real. Sleeping with Igris is not that hard, he believes in fun, in company, in friends sharing and helping(?). But to reach further than his huge sexy muscle chest and to his heart?...That's tough. That will take patience.

WHO ARE OTHER CHARACTERS YOU SHIP YOUR CHARACTER WITH?  Noone specific...i got a nice ship building slowly with @nameaprice's Sivir, and a few other flirts are happening, but i really dont ship him with anyone before the interaction happens. Igris chooses who he loves, i don't choose for him.

DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU?  I would say yes, if they want to take this direction, but i would give them the same warnings. Win his heart, it's in your character's hand, not mine. And it will take time and effort, so.... Even if you dont ask me, if it happens during our rps, you'll know im okay with it. Heh.

ARE YOU SHIP-OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS?  I freaking love shipping. im a freaking ship whore. I guess ive had such good ships over the years that ive become spoiled, i want that good shit, but holy fuck i love ships.

WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE SHIP IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM? I guess IgrisXSivir since it's the only one i really can call becoming a ship right now, so it's unfair, but its really cute so far uvu

FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU?  Win this mofos heart, it's him you gotta win not me. I mean im single, but honestly im tougher than Igris on that, you got more chances with him, kek.

Tagged By: @witchcraftandburialdirt

Tagging: @thornicidxs, @bells-of-black-sunday, @ablankmask, @nameaprice, @duchess-scryer, @green-x-reaper, @redlips-blooddrops-deux, @the-expatriate and whoever wants yo, cant tag you all too many lovelies Dx

#ooc #dash games #shipping

[relax-and-read-on]

Any of the Primrachs into really heavy BDSM? Like for example Breath play, human funiture, dehumanizing, total power exchange and so on? Actually, what are everyones kinks in general and do they change depending on their partner?

Im pretty sure that I have answered that kind of things in general lmaooo but you know what. As a treat. Tw for some... Rather intense sex fantasy?

Primarch, but we are going DEEP into the kinks now

Horus: The filthiest, most intense breeding kink you have EVER seen. He wants it so bad. His dirty talk is so focused on that. He used to fuck especially a lot of human women (raw, always raw, mofo never learned what a condom was) and he would be like "oups I forgot to pull out~"

Sanguinius: Blood play. But like.... Intense blood play. If he really get going, he might murder his partner if they don't have super healing.

Fulgrim: oh boy is the daddy kink violent here. Kind of a brat, he still want his Daddy (Ferrus) to punish him and care for him in turn.

Ferrus: .... Foot Fetish. Listen, you would ALSO get one if your partner was Fulgrim. Will worship those feets all day.

Angron: can you sexualised your trauma? Ofc!!! Really into being dominated and restrained, but you have to build that up with him.

Mortarion: actually has some intense semi-forced feminization fantasy. Coupled with him being Intersex, anyone treating him "like a woman" might tap into a gold mine.

Leman: REALLY like dominating his partner and exhibitionism. Will fuck his partner in front of his entire legion if he can.

Lion: HUGE sadistic. Love hurting his partner and not always in sexy way. Also very much into somnophilia. And no, it's not always agreed upon :))))

Magnus: Consensual non-con. Being "forced" down and used by hot guy? Oh noooo how awfuuuuull....

Lorgar: .... He wants to be used, to be useful. Heavy into dehumanization, free use and being a "thing" for his partners. No, it's not healthy :')

Perturabo: praise kink. So. Much. Praise kink. Call him a good boy please. Will also be very pleased if he can build fuck machine and strap his partner inside them.

Corvus: .... Public place. She love fucking in place where she can be almost caught. She also love wearing toys in public and in general, gentle femdom.

Konrad: he flip flop in between being a sadist and a masochist.... But his true biggest kink is age regression. Being a little and having people care for him??? Ohfuck.png

Rogal: huge masochist. This suprise no one. But he will also be very into structured play and humiliation. Being "forced" to service other people get him going like woah.

Jaghatai: Pet play. Love having a lil obedient puppy or a playful kitty. Love being a "owner" and a "master", but very kind about it. Colaring gets him WILD.

Vulkan: ..... He's low key ashamed to admit it but. Size kink. The smaller his partners are, the better. If they struggle and cry to take him, it make him so hard. Love giving out praise and gently rewarding them after.

Roboute: FEM! DOM! Love getting pegged by hot girls. But his darkest secret... Is that he's kind of a monster fucker. Hot snake demons Fulgrim? Might have had a dream or 5 about that.

Alpharius Omegon: ..... Twincest. And in general very into a lot of incest play. Most likely to call the others "brother" in bed.

#warhammer 40k #warhammer #wh40k #primarch #stupid sexy space marines #primarch headcanon #konrad curze #perturabo #roboute guilliman #fulgrim #magnus the red #mortarion #alpharius omegon #angron #sanguinius #leman russ #lorgar aurelian #corvus corax #jaghatai khan #lion el'johnson #rogal dorn #ferrus manus #horus lupercal #vulkan

[shippingalongnicely]

Love this sexy little mofo 🥰

#louis #louis tomlinson #one direction #midnight memories #mv #moviestar looks #love how he interacted with the ladies in this

[manygalaxiesinone]

Likelyhood of me Hanging out with Disgaea class characters:

((This idea was suggested by @nat1vibes so let’s get into it.

Warrior: Maybe He’s a chill guy, but he loves to flex. Total chad.

Valkyre: Probably If we started off as high school buddies or something, then I can see this working out, but otherwise I think she’s going to be a bit too rough for my liking.

Martial Artist: Maybe If it means doing some yoga together or something, then yeah I can see us hanging out at least a little bit.

Fight Mistress: Maybe Same reason as the martial artist, until she decides to eat up all the rice. At that point, we’re gonna have a problem.

Magician: Yes. Considering how studious he is and with his love of practicing his spells, this might be the guy who would actually get me started playing Dungeons and Dragons.

Witch: No She cute, but she loves pranks and I feel like they would get on my nerves at some point.

Clergy: Yes Don’t think I ever made an actual Femboy companion before at least IRL. Welp, time to see what that’s like.

Cleric: Yes This is one of those characters that I feel like would give me peace of mind by just being around them. You know someone that you wouldn’t mind putting your head on a lap and take a nap kind of peaceful.

Ninja: Maybe This mofo I need to watch out for because he’s either a very loyal companion or a spy from someone else who got beef with me for some reason.

Kunoichi: Maybe Now if we’re talking in terms of just friends, then we should be fine. Relationships though, that’s going to be a problem, because if she starts to flirt with me, I don’t know if it’s genuine or if she’s trying to assassinate me.

Samurai Male/Female: Yes These two are loyal and have pretty good manners and even though I don’t drink, I can see us joining some sort of celebration together.

Ranger: Probably not He might be a bit too cold for my liking honestly

Archer: Hell Yeah! I never have to worry about getting lost again with her around, plus she’s a lot more used to the cold than I am since most archers come from icy mountains. Not to mention most gatekeepers in the series like Friday, are archers so I can instantly warp to anywhere I want on the planet.

Magic Knight: Hell yeah! Sexy, loyal, magical swordswoman, what the hell’s not to love? She’s basically a humanoid Gardevior if you think about it. (Yes, I know Gardevoir is a humanoid pokemon, but you get what I mean.)

Thief Male/Female: Probably not They cool and all, but like with Artina, I need to constantly check my pockets when I’m around them. Hell, even moreso because at least Artina has a reason to try to rob someone, these two will just take off with the cash with no warning or remorse.

Angel Male/Female: Between maybe - Hell no! This depends on whether or not Flonne became the new Archangel of Celestia (which is from Disgaea 3 Postgame onwards). If it’s any time before that, especially Vulcanus is still around then it’s not happening. Angels in this series are notorious for being blinded by prejudice aside from a small minority. It’s the whole reason why I made my Panty and Stocking AU start out in Celestia, to see what it would be like for them there instead of heaven. And before you think it’s just demons, no, guys like Vulcanus even look down on the humans they’re tasked with protecting.

Gunner: No Ignoring the fact that we have enough gunmen in this country as is, Gunners prefer solitude anyway. I’m not against that, hell I completely understand, but that means we’re not really like...hanging out together if you get what I’m saying.

Gunslinger: Probably not Just a sexy lady with a gun. That’s it.

Armor knight Male/Female: Maybe Like with the samurai, I can see us at least chilling together and they are known for working well in teams.

Beastmaster: Yes She may seem odd, but if it means I get to tame any animal in the world and never have to worry about stuff like snakes and bears, sign me the fuck up.

Sorcerer: Hell no I don’t care what anyone says, I’m not messing with that voodoo shit

Masked Hero: Maybe Not really good heroes, but they are fast and we can probably cosplay together.

Professor: Between Hell yeah - maybe I love me a sexy scientist, but the chances of me hanging out with one will depend on whether or not I’m actually friends with a magic knight first, because those two are known for getting along pretty well with each other. I say this because she likes to experiment and they can get dangerous, so I can have the magic knight make sure she’s kept in check.

Psychic: Probably not If their personality is either a pompous brat or edgelord, then it’s not happening. Aside from that, there’s still a chance they might take their powers a bit too extreme.

Mecha Girl: Yes I’m pretty sure everyone would love to have a robot friend of some sort, especially if their fans of Persona, Teenage Robot, Robotboy, Cubix, ect.

Sinner/Prinny: Between maybe - probably not It all depends on what they’re being charged with and how serious they’re taking their redemption. And unless if they were charged in a place like the Dark Court in Veldime, I’ll know full well that they were rightfully convicted.

Cheerleader: Yes Let’s not beat around the bush. You already know why I said yes to her. And if you don’t know, you’re either innocent or you haven’t seen her yet.

Android: Hell no! These guys are worse than angels as they actively see humans as vermin and are planning to wipe us out. Look, even I have mixed feelings about humanity itself, but that doesn’t change the fact that I’m human, so there’s no hope of us being friends.

Necromancer: Hell no Same as the sorcerer. Creeps me the fuck out.

Medic: Yes Never have to worry about my medical bills again. Plus she can fight with a sword? Sign me up.

Maid: Hell yeah! I don’t give a damn if she’s a zombie, she’s still a fucking maid! Besides, zombies in this series can’t turn you into one of them and their poison is easily treatable.

Wrestler: Probably not If I was still watching WWE, then maybe but now, nah.

Pirate: Probably not Unless if the item world is real, this guy is probably going to put me on a list.

Dark Knight: No The definition of emo when it comes to these classes.

Sage: Maybe She’s cool and I can see us reading a book together or something. Problem is, she’s basically all knowing and thus will know right away that I have the hots for her, making things awkward

Geomaster: Yes I would appreciate an improvement on my puzzle crafting and solving skills.

Spirit: No They’re literally classified as spirits that failed to become prinnies, so I know they’re not on some sort of redemption arc.

Undead: Maybe It depends on how bad they smell and how rotten their brains are, unlike the maids who typically have fully functioning minds despite their zombification. Yeah we can’t turn into one by their bites, doesn’t mean they’re not aggressive.

Dragon: Maybe It depends on how aggressive they are, especially since everybody loves to summon these guys, demons and angels alike. I’m also gonna need a lot of living space. This isn’t like the dragon maid anime.

Golem: Yes They’re the series equivalent to the “Gentle giant” tropes in certain shows like Org from Dragontales and the like. Don’t give them a reason to piss them off and you’ll be fine.

Lanturn: Hell no Fuck these guys. If you played the game, you’ll understand my frustration with these assholes.

Living Armor/Horseman: Maybe They may be chivalrous, but that doesn’t mean they’re not evil.

Felynn: Yes They’re cute and playful. Just gotta remember to watch the hands, because they’re trained to deal with unwanted gropers. Fuck around and find out.

Succubus: Between Hell yeah! - Probably not This is a tricky one honestly. Yeah it’s a fucking succubus for crying out loud, but there are some things to keep in mind like how aggressive they can be. Ask Adell, he got completely assaulted by one when she tried to trick him into giving up his soul in exchange for info. And yeah, you heard right, they eat souls like Morrigan Aensland. (Yes, I know Morrigan lives off of dreams and entertainment and she herself has reportedly never killed a human in canon, but she is capable of doing so.) And there are some like Seraphina that can mind control you, especially if you’re single and attracted to women. They CAN be loyal and friendly, but that’s only after you get to know them and stuff. And if your closest companion is a member of an all female race that isn’t a Felynn, then it’s just not happening. Your best bet would be to make sure you’re real good friends with a Felynn as they’re known to get along swimmingly with succubi. Hell, that alone might give you some benefits if you’re REAL lucky if you catch my drift. If not, then best to proceed with caution.

Gargoyles: Probably not Like with the gunner, they’re not really known for actually hanging out with others as they’re specifically crafted by wizards to be guardsmen. It’s not like we’re talking about the guys from the Disney cartoon.

Nether Noble: Maybe - No If they’re like Porkmeister then I can see myself hanging out with them because then I know they’re like Scrooge McDuck in a way. Can be greedy but a hard worker. Now if they’re like Hoggmeiser or Seraphina’s Dad then no because they’re practically like typical greedy corporate CEOs.

Orc: No Unless if they see me as their boss, then it’s not happening. They always looking for smoke.

Winged Warrior: Hell no Fuck these guys too.

Flora Beast: Yes It’s easy to tell whether or not if they see me as their enemy. If we first meet right away and they’re already trying to act cute and smell good, then they’re trying to take me out. If they’re hiding themselves under their petals, then they’re just being shy. Like with the cleric, it’s someone I can imagine relaxing and taking a nice little nap on or with. Oh what’s that? They might be trans? Well if they’re friendly, who gives a shit?

Roc: No These guys shat eggs on my party several times in Disgaea 2 and I have NOT forgiven them

Rifle Demon: Hell no Not only are they canonically confirmed to be pretty dumb, but even if I considered wanting to be friends them, that would require me to move otherwise my dad won’t be able to enjoy a bottle of beer ever again.

Sludge: No These slimes aren’t like Rimuru Tempest. They are dumb and aggressive.

Shroom: Probably not This isn’t afraid of me being afraid of it, it’s more like it being afraid of me, because these guys are constantly in fear of being eaten by others and will run off the moment they feel threatened.

Mythical Beast: Maybe Etna has shown that it is possible to tame one like a pet. Like with the Masked Hero, its speed would come in handy.

Slumber Cat/Deathsabbers: Probably not Slumber cats may be kept as pets like cats, but they do plot to dethrone their pet owners. And before anyone says (that’s exactly like regular cats), remember these guys have human level intelligence so they’ll be able to actually plot that out. And Deathsabbers are just the demonic versions of that.

Reaper: No. It’s a grim fucking reaper. It might be a bad thing if we DO become friends.

Evil Eye: Between maybe to no. If it has the rampaging cow personality then it’s not happening because that means it’s pretty damn aggressive. Aside from that, it would just look pretty sus if I’m caught hanging out with one.

Holy Dragon: Maybe Imagine Angemon from Digimon as a Disgaea class character. That’s this guy.

Imp: No. They’re incubi. Incubi looking for smoke in fact. I ain’t trying to get cucked.

Fairy: Probably not They’re cute but they’re always with their overprotective fathers.

Rabbits: Hell yeah! Remember, they can fight, but they’re pacifists. And who doesn’t want a cute rabbit companion?

Bear: No The fact that they get stronger the more damage they take like Lucario in Smash Bros automatically makes them scarier than the bears we have IRL.

Nine-tails: Maybe With one of these around, I might be able to increase my shitty luck, though there’s also a chance it could be made worse. Aside from that, they are pretty, though it can get annoying if they have the tsun personality.

Twin Dragon: No A regular dragon is risky enough. A twin headed one means that I’m probably going to be among a decent portion of people that are going to die.))

#disgaea #disgaea 2 #disgaea 3 #disgaea 4 #disgaea 5 #disgaea 6

[w2beastars]

W2′s thought on “Bota Bota” AKA “Drip Drip” (part 2)

As the story goes on, Mako get’s... creative in her quest for sex and love.

In chapter 2, we see how Mako handles money. That is to say, she handles them not exactly well.

Again, be warned that some very adult stuff will be mentioned here.

Whenever she gets her paycheck, she withdraws all of her money at once and then gets home and starts washing them due to how extremely dirty they are. She doesn’t even count them at the bank as she has no wish of opening the envelope they are in before she can get home. And then she tries to figure out a way to spend her money as quickly as possible so she doesn’t have to be with them for longer than what’s necessary... which is extra hard since she got a raise for her hard work, meaning she has in yen what equals 20.000 dollars.

And again, I think it is obvious that these money are dirty in more than one way for Mako.

After washing her cash and getting a bloody nose again, Mako gets a surprise visit. It the guy who works at the bank she uses, he noticed she had left her personal seal behind. In case you did not know, a personal seal is a stamp that Japanese citizens use instead of signing something. It can be used when you have been in contact with the police or if you have been at the bank.

Anyways, the cashier from the bank came to give Mako her seal back. She sees it as a sign from the universe since this dude works with cash. That if she could “love and be loved” by such a person, it might make it easier for her to be near money. Also, he made an effort to look up her address just so he could personally return her seal, so that makes him seem like a pretty decent guy.

... At least more decent that Mr. douche-canoe from the last chapter. But then again, that’s setting the bar pretty low XD

And then we get THIS ridicules panel :P

Mako decides to spend her money on a limousine for her date with the bank clerk. That way she can burn her recently earned money in a hurry as well as set the mood for the date.

Everything about this panel screams trying too hard XD I love hw the bank dude looks partly impressed and partly creeped out. Him still being in his work attire shows that they are doing this more or less five minutes after having met, even though Mako put on a sexy dress that I wonder if she just bought in for operation Be-Broke-Fast :P

It might just be me, but there is this little thing called “charity.” Heard about it, Mako?! XD

Anyways, the bank teller tells Mako that he was moved by her blind trust as she told him she didn’t need to count the money he had just given her (20.000 dollars!) and it’s nice to know that the world is not completely cold and cynically. Mako feels a tiny bit embarrassed since she just wanted to avoid touching the bills and therefor lied about trusting him.

And then they jump to the sex.

This is basically like the toilet and trash can experiment. She spends money in a very “dirty” way on unneeded luxury and is (trying to) have sex in an expensive car with a bank teller, a person with a “dirty” job. She is doing a lot of “dirty” things in a very enjoyable way.

But her mother’s wisdom words about how filthy money are rings in her head as she is undressing. And her nose once against taints her skin with her own blood as the bank teller caress her body. He notices and the mood is ruined. Sad thing is that he is nicer than the mofo from last chapter.

Mako is furious over the situation as she notices that the bank dude no longer has an erection.

In desperation, she throws around the money she still has, trying to pay him to get an erection again so they can have sex. But the sad thing is that money can’t give her what she desperately wants.

The driver of the limo notice all the blood and freaks out, crashing the car. No one gets hurt and Mako gives the driver the rest of her money. So she at least got rid of her dirty cash.

... What even IS this manga?

Next chapter, Mako tries to one again find someone she can trust enough that her germaphobia won’t bother her as... wait, one sec.

...

Right. She needs to find someone she can trust enough to share bodily fluid with!

XD What the hell?! XD

So she will try something new. Mako then share some interesting insight in action movie romances that I will show you instead of explain:

I think Mako is on to something. American action movies often have a hero and heroin only end up together after a mummy tried to kill them or something, so it feels like they have been though enough stuff that them hooking up doesn’t feel like they are JUST hooking up. That way, the young who might watch the movie won’t be inspired to randomly make out with people. They should ONLY do so after they have been in a stressful situation and the adrenaline is pumping like crazy and making them more impulsive compared to being in a calm situation where they can think an extra time before making a huge mistake.

Anyways, Mako wants to go through this gauntlet so to say. So she masterminds a disaster.

Mako makes an old building collapse around her when a poor schmuck drops by an area without much traffic, a construction site. And its during a weekend where the crew who works there wont come till Monday, meaning they will be trapped for two days. She seen the weather forecast that promise rain, meaning water for them to drink will fall from the sky so they wont die of thirst. And as the dot above the i, she steals the dude’s cellphone while he is panicking over the building falling around them and trap them.

... WHAT THE FUCK, MAKO?!?!?!?!

The name of guy who is unlucky enough to be the co-star of Mako’s little action movie is Yuta. After screaming and panicking, he manage to calm down as he realize that even if their situation sucks, then they are not gonna die. Mako is surprised by how surprisingly well Yuta handles being trapped. They even start talking and bond.

And that’s what makes Mako feel guilty... I would say she should have felt guilt as she thought up this whole scheme, but that’s just me:P

As Yuta gets closer to Mako for comfort since he is rather scared, Mako realize that this plan was doomed to failed from the start since the whole thing is fake. She set up the disaster, it’s not like the action movies where two people are in a chaos situation because of bad luck.

So this time, Mako has found a guy who is not dirty at all. And he even likes her. But she is the problem now. Her mom’s words once again rings in her head where her mom claims she would be a dirty slut if she was with anyone but her true soul mate... WHAT THE FUCK, MRS. HIGARI?! HARSH MUCH?!

As Yuta kiss Mako, the collapsed house collapse even more. Because METAPHORE!!!

Someone luckily finds them the next day and gets them out. They are naked, Yuta passed out and Mako is carrying his unconscious ass while she is covered in her own blood once again and still very much a virgin.

Next time, we will wrap up “Drip Drip” and it will be revealed what makes this a very feminist-like manga.

I’m Waezi2, and thanks for wasting time with me.

#Mako Higari #Higari Mako #drip drip #Bota Bota #paru itagaki #itagaki paru #beastars #god dammit Paru! #paru is insane! #manga

[thelittlebroccoli]

Little Celeb!AU for BNHA

All of Class1A, along with 1B and others (Shiketsu, etc.) are this new era of actors and big celebrities.

So we have Izuku being a fuckin nerd like he always is, and we have Todoroki, Bakugo, most of the others being sexy mofos getting action movie gigs, big tours. Here’s what I think some of them would become in their celebrity businesses.

Izuku Midoriya is the really cool actor that can fit into a lot of roles. He loves History and published a book about studying under Yagi. He has a very quirky social media presence and is the head of the 1A Finstagram and all their social events are planned by him.

Katsuki Bakugo is just a sex icon, and he fucking knows it. He’s a big face in the Action movie industry and on the weekend posts his gym picks on Finstagram. Only his close friends know he wears glasses and is a huge book nerd, introduced to fantasy by none other than Izuku.

Shoto Todoroki is the wild card of the ‘new era’ actors, or that’s what the people call the young actors that all famously studied together under the famous Yagi ‘All Might’ Toshinori. Shoto will one week show up in a sitcom as a special guest and the next week will be the sexy bad guy in a James Bond movie. He also posts sickeningly sweet things about his fiancé Izuku.

Denki Kaminari is a comedian and an actor. Think Kevin Hart kinda. He is the funky guest that does stand up on the late night talk shows and is a huge face in social media. He appears as the funny guy, but has a Bachelors of Engineering under his belt and a butt ton of money.

Tsuyu Asui went ahead and immediately became a talk show host. With all her friends becoming big in the acting and music industry, she decides to help with their PR, along with getting more connections in the industry.

Eijiro Kirishima is the human version of a Golden Retriever. He is huge in the voice acting community, is in multiple different superhero movies *cough* totally in crimson riot sequel *cough* and all the girls and guys are jealous of him behind married to Bakugo.

#bnha #drabble #just bear with me #midoriya izuku #bakugou katsuki #kirishima eijiro #celebrity AU #alternate universe #my hero acedamia #tsuyu asui #todoroki shouto #class 1A #all might #there will be a part 2 #tododeku #kiribaku

[jerzwriter]

🥂 🍁 💐 🕸 for Eli and Zoe

🍥 ✈️ for E&K and T&C

Hi Ann! Thanks so much for the asks! (LIST)

Eli x Zoe

🥂 - How was their first date? 

Well, in canon, there weren't really "dates." Although their motorcycle escapes when being chased by The Raiders, and their time at the abandoned amusement park had elements of dates within them.

I will write something that is a little more "first date" like for them, but it will be simple, like a picnic or Eli cooking her dinner. Their world is so different; there aren't dates the way we know them. Whatever they are, though, I'm sure they're adorable AF. lol

🍁 - How was their first kiss? 

That was canon, and honestly, it was steamy AF lol Let's be real. The man lived in relative isolation since he was seven and in more or less total isolation for three years. Now here's this woman he's catching major feelings for, and he's fighting it like crazy (think Ramsey level, then double it). She kisses him, and he gives in. And I think they described it as a "volcano erupting," and I can see that. lol I had our beloved Ainna memorialize that right here... :)

💐Is one more protective than the other?

Eli & Zoe - They're both fiercely protective of each other. I'd say Eli has the edge just a bit. After what happened with his parents & brother (if you don't know... it was BAD), he is terrified of losing Zoe; but Zoe is also terrified of losing him. So it's pretty 50/50.

🕸 What does one do that scares the other? 

Eli x Zoe - They live in a very dangerous world, but both are pretty cautious and know how to defend themselves. They worry about each other, but neither feels the other is doing anything to worry them. But Eli thinks Zoe can be too trusting of others (she is), and that causes him some concern. Zoe worries when she sees Eli going into a dark place because he can become very depressed at times.

Ethan x Kaycee, Tobias x Casey

🍥 - Who was (insert character)’s first crush? 

Hmm. Let's see.

Well, with Ethan, we know it was his old teacher that Casey bares a striking resemblance to. When Eli remembered that, it damn near landed him in counseling lol (There is a fic of this.

For Kayce/Casey, I'd say it was one of their childhood friends from Philly. One of the neighborhood kids a little older than her, she thought he was just so smart and cool. They hung out all the time, but he never knew she had a mad crush on him.

Tobias, why is it I can see this mofo having a crush on the hot nurse that worked the nursery he was in after birth? 🤣🤣🤣 Seriously, I think he'd have a crush very young. He probably had a preschool "girlfriend" and had a crush on one of his teachers there too. (Though, unlike Ethan, he owns it and likely lives out a teacher roleplay with Casey. 🤣🤣)

✈️ - How do they celebrate anniversaries? 

Ethan x Kaycee - I can see Ethan being very romantic and over the top. Dress up and fancy restaurant in Boston. If there is a musical she wants to see (or an opera, since she grew to enjoy them too), they'll see that. She'll get flowers from him, and she'll buy some sexy lingerie to surprise him with after. Some years, they go for a little weekend getaway instead. Especially if they're just not in the mood to dress up. Now, don't forget I HC Ethan gave her a beach house as a wedding gift, so they might just go there to spend alone time together.

Tobias x Casey - Tobias loves spoiling Casey, and anniversaries are no exception. He celebrates many... the one where they met at the deli, the week after that was their "first date", the one (about 8 mos later) when they FINALLY got together, the anniversary of the day she told him she was pregnant/they got engaged, the anniversary of their secret elopement, and the anniversary of their "real" wedding. So that's six. lol

I think he's more low-key for some, like the one when they met at the deli. I think he'd get her food from that deli (as long as they're in Boston), then at home, she gets a backrub, flowers, and 😏. For their wedding anniversaries, they talk to see what they're up for that year. Sometimes it is just a romantic dinner at home (where there would be candles and oodles of roses), sometimes it's a weekend away or big ol' vacation, sometimes it's dressed up for a night on the town, sometimes its in bed for the whole day with no clothes. :)

Thanks so much for the asks, Ann!

#ethan x kaycee #tobias x casey #eli x zoe #otp asks #asks answered

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I can't send feral memes on anon but I'd say fluff or smut cause I'm a whore and the world always needs more Aaron being a sexy mofo

👀👀 when you say fluff….. I may have a little something in the works for that

#not my surprise to share #but I’m excited #t answers