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"Use me like a drug!"
Drug Dealer! Seonghwa x f!reader
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Highly requested part 2 of:
Drug Dealer! Seonghwa: "She's a regular here..."
Part 3 is out!!
Hey everyone! Thank you so much for the love on my first part of Drug Dealer! Seonghwa <33 Special shoutout to @ygswl for letting me use her ideas for my writing~ I hope you enjoy this continuation as much as the original!
Ps. Sorry if its not as intense as you hope it would be 😭 I'm the most romantic aroace person u will ever meet, I like NEED to include romantic stuff
CW: mentions of drug dealing/mafia/illegal businesses, drug dealer! Seonghwa, yunho cameo, seonghwa and reader are dating, fluff,!!SMUT!!, unprotected sex (pls stay safe yall), consensual somnophilia/free use, seonghwa cries cuz pussy too good 🙏
Seonghwa hung up the phone, his face a mix of irritation and anxiety. He started pacing the length of his office's shabby rug. MATZ had recently been losing customers, courtesy of the new company, PARADIGM, that entered the industry less than a month ago. He had just gotten off a call with Yunho, his supplier and good friend who had intel on them. PARADIGM was apparently backed up by the son of a rich mafia leader in the city. This meant that they had higher budget, higher manpower, and higher quality goods. And they were quickly stealing MATZ's spotlight in the local drug-dealing scene. Of course, Seonghwa was willing to resort to dirty tactics to get back his customers. But even if he was able to find a group of hitmen to raid and temporarily disrupt their business, MATZ would face even worse collateral damage in the process. After all, MATZ was still a way smaller operation compared to PARADIGM. This news was nothing but trouble for Seonghwa and Hongjoong's business and livelihood, and he knew it.
He continued pacing the room, swearing out loud when he accidentally stubbed his toe against the coffee table's leg. However, he quickly cut himself off when he remembered you were resting on the couch. Tiptoeing over to the slightly-battered, leather sofa in the middle of his office, Seonghwa caught a glimpse of you sleeping peacefully under one of his coats. His tense expression softened slightly. Ever since he had fucked you in one of his new faux fur coats, you'd started stealing his jackets and coats, often using them as makeshift blankets whenever you visited or felt lonely when he wasn't around.
He sighed as he thought about how you had came over on your free day to spend time with him, but had ended up falling asleep when he was taking too long to answer customers' calls and order cancellations. It was a tough, busy period for MATZ, yet you would patiently wait for Seonghwa to make time for you, wasting yours in the process.
"I need to lie down..." He mumbled to himself, as he made his way over to where you were snoring lightly on the couch. Perhaps cuddling up to his beloved girlfriend for a nap would help to temporarily ease the building migraine work was giving him. He stepped over your discarded clothes on the floor, taking note of how the jean shorts and flimsy t-shirt were probably uncomfortable for you to sleep in. Running one hand through his messy locks, Seonghwa unbuttoned his collar with the other to give himself a little breathing room, before carefully getting under his coat to spoon you.
However, despite the presence of your comforting scent and warmth, he still couldn't get the possibility of losing his beloved business out of his head. He knew that it was understandable to be concerned, but he was struggling just to find something else to think about, even if it was only momentary. Suddenly, he winced at the feeling of something pushing against his groin.
Looking down, he realised you were unknowingly pushing your soft ass against him. Your skimpy silk sleep shorts left little to imagination, and Seonghwa could already feel himself getting hard. He groaned under his breath. Out of all times he had to be horny for his girlfriend, why'd it have to be when you were asleep? The last thing he'd want to do would be disrupting your rest when you were exhausted from a long week of classes.
This, however, brought him back to a text conversation you had with him just a few days earlier. You'd noticed how Seonghwa had been very stressed lately, and had brought up the concept of free use to him. Essentially, you gave him your permission to let him use you for stress relief, even if you were asleep. Seonghwa's heart ricocheted in his chest thinking about it, internally thanking the gods for sending an angel to him.
He carefully tugged down your silk shorts, chuckling at how you shuddered when his cold palms came in contact with your dewy skin. He was taken aback at the wet spot on your lilac panties. Were you expecting this? His face heated up at the thought of you being all ready for him to use at any moment. As if you weren't already the perfect girlfriend for him. Hurriedly, he tugged aside your panties and fumbled to pull down his own pants.
Seonghwa bit his lip, holding back a whimper as he sank his hard cock into you. His neck arched back, stretching out the letters tattooed across his long neck. He buried his face into your exposed shoulder, inhaling your scent as he effectively caged your frame into his larger one. His breath hitched when you whined and shifted in your sleep, but he exhaled a sigh of relief when you fell back into deep sleep with a satisfied look on your features.
Slowly, Seonghwa began thrusting in and out of you, setting a slow but comfortable rhythm for himself. He swallowed his moans as he leaned in to lick and suck at the skin under your jawline, leaving behind faint purple marks that would surely show later on. Even in your state of unconsciousness, your body reacted to Seonghwa's movements, clenching on him every now and then and letting out quiet moans. "S-shit, you're so good to me, sweetheart... my y/n," he mumbled more to himself than to you. "Even... even when you're tired and sleepy, you still help me out... I love you so m-much." The stress from work started to melt away, the migraine disappearing along with it. Your warmth and closeness was so overwhelmingly relieving that your boyfriend even started tearing up. His restrained moans turned to desperate whimpers and hiccups. He reflexively slid an arm around your soft waist, pulling you impossibly close to him and allowing his cockhead to hit an even deeper spot in you. This startled you awake with a loud moan.
You blinked sleepily at your surroundings, aware that Seonghwa was balls deep in you at the moment. He was too deep in pleasure to notice you'd woken up, though. You sucked in a breath when he hit that deep, new spot in your cunt again, tilting your head to leave a kiss on his tussled black hair, when you felt hot liquid dripping down your bare shoulders and sliding down your collarbone.
"Hwa? Baby?"
Seonghwa jumped a little, suddenly made aware that you'd woken up. He hesitantly lifted his head from your shoulder to make eye contact with you. Puffy, teary doe eyes stared back into your own.
"..hwa? Are you crying?"
"Oh...uhm, fuck, yeah, I'm so sorry, sweetheart--"
He started pulling away from you, embarrassed to be caught crying while literally fucking himself into you. But you grabbed his hand and looped it back around your waist, earning a befuddled look from your panting lover. You offered a smile. "Stressed?"
He gave a sheepish smile and nodded, lips trembling and eyes still shiny from crying. You gave him a kiss on the corner of his lips.
"So use me. Use me like a drug."
Seonghwa's eyes widened.
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Shortly after the two of you had finished, it was Seonghwa's turn to fall asleep. You quietly watched his chest rise and fall with every breath he took. The tears on his face that hadn't dried yet were gently wiped away by a tissue clutched in your fingers. How could he be so effortlessly beautiful? Your attention was quickly drawn away by Seonghwa's phone vibrating on the coffee table. Anxious that the noise might wake your knocked out boyfriend, you reached over to pick up the call.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Seonghwa? It's Yunho."
You let out a sigh of relief. You knew Yunho. He was a good friend of Seonghwa's and was also MATZ's supplier.
"Hey Yunho! This is y/n. Seonghwa's sleeping right now, and I don't wanna wake him up. What is it?"
"Oh my god y/n! Its been awhile since we talked. Seonghwa's resting? Thank god, honestly. Poor guy's been so stressed out lately, with that new company stealing all the customers. Did he happen to tell you about PARADIGM?"
"No, but they sound like trouble. Why'd you call him?"
"Fuck, yeah, I called because I got good news! There's another gang in the drug industry that's rivalling with PARADIGM. They're even planning to raid PARADIGM's hide-out within the next month. Both groups are around the same size and have similar backgrounds. High chance they'll wipe each other out when they eventually fight. I wanted to tell Seonghwa that he doesn't have to worry about losing MATZ anymore."
"Thank you so much, Yunho. I'll make sure to tell him the good news."
You hung up the call, bubbly with excitement and happiness. Seonghwa stirred in his sleep just as you hung up with Yunho. He rubbed at his eyes, mumbling a sleepy "who was that?". You leaned down to peck his lips, running your hand through his bedhair at the same time. "Go back to sleep first, baby. Rest and I'll tell you later." Seonghwa gave you a grateful grin and nodded before letting his head hit the couch pillow once more.
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moonpedri · 11 months
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summary: though it was spontaneous, you decide to tag along to ibiza when your best friend and her boyfriend invite you. the only problem was his little brother, barcelona's number 8, pedri, and his red swim shorts.
pairing: pedri x reader
genre: fluff, smut (suggestive)
warnings: making out, petting, swearing, pedri is a little shit
word count: 3.2k+
a/n: i orginally had this planned as a little imagine. if you've read honey, you may remember a beach scene being mentioned very briefly. and since i recently got a similar request, i fleshed everything a little more out and birthed out this big baby lmao. hope you enjoy!!🤍
PS: while proof-reading i noticed that i completely messed up the timelines, this fic actually happens before honey and not after, but oh well. 😭 this is super annoying but i liked the way this fic turned out so deal with it pls 🥺i may turn this into a little ibiza trip series with multiple parts and other places!!
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It is the middle of summer and the sun was blazing unforgivingly over you that not even your sunshade could help you escape from the heat.
You look at your friends over the rim of your sunglasses, as some of them currently play around in the water. The radio stations all reported well above average numbers for the coming weeks and so naturally your friends would want to go on vacation somewhere near the beach.
Originally you had nothing special planned for the summer, but since your best friend Sofía is dating Fernando González, who just happens to be the older brother of Pedri González, Barcelona's young star-midfielder, you somehow happened to get dragged along to Ibiza.
This wasn't a rare occasion, because ever since Sofía started dating Fernando, you ended up with this whole new lifestyle consisting of football matches, special events, galas and travel.
And with FC Barcelona winning LaLiga and the season ending, all the players want to make the most off their freetime.
"Fer wants to book the tickets, __, you're coming with, right?", Sofía asked you last week. It was super spontaneous and honestly you were a bit annoyed that you got asked so late, giving you no time to prepare or clear your schedule (not that you had much written on it anyways lol)
But you would also lie if the idea of going to Ibiza didn't excite you. You always wanted to go to the infamous "party" island, but it was a costy dream - one you couldn't afford. Well, until now.
So you agreed and found yourself only 5 days later at your dream destination. One of the perks of having a friend like Sofía is that with trips like these, you didn't have to pay a cent. As a close friend, the whole thing basically got financed for you. Only shopping expenses and maybe food you had to cover yourself - of course.
The single downside of it all was the fiancier of it all himself: Pedri.
Ironic, right?
But there was no way you couldn't feel that way towards him. He is simply infuriating. When the two of you were introduced to each other over dinner at their home, Pedri wasted no time trying to subtly smooth his way into your pants.
It was almost unnoticeable to be honest and you know no one paid attention, but you did. You noticed how his arm brushed your shoulder, how his hand grabbed your waist when he wanted to move past you and his hips grazed your ass. It seemed like his eyes were glued to your cleavage and somehow no one took notice.
In his defense though, you weren't a saint either. Where he pulled, you just let yourself get tugged along. When he moved past, you purposely arched your back; just to test the waters and pushed out your chest to maybe rile him up a bit; you don't know really.
There was something entertaining about an attractive guy like Pedri showing his interest for you so blatantly and pursuing you in such a secretive way.
Yet for all it's worth, you never went further than touching and looking, sneaking a kiss here and there. It's clear what type of guy Pedri is, if all the buzz around his rather promiscuous love life, filled with influencers and models, is any indication.
You heard what people said, what the articles reported. Pedri is young, rich and successful, he would be a fool to immediately pursue a serious relationship at that stage in his life. He liked to enjoy life, be wild in his early 20s and keep the monogamy for later.
And it's not like you could blame him, honestly. You're sure that if your roles were switched, you would enjoy his lifestyle too to an extent. You are you though.
And you wanted something serious, someone to treat you with respect and loyalty. Surely, Pedri saw you more as a way of passing time, just having his fun with you. But you had enough self-respect to not give in to his troublsome ways.
Also, you barely had the nerves to put up with all that.
That's what you liked to tell yourself at least.
With a sigh you turn your head to where Sofía suddenly sits up. You're about to close your eyes again, ready to fall under the sun's mercy, when you hear your best friend scoff next to you.
You bring your sunglasses up and follow her sight. "Can you fucking believe that?", she says agitated.
A loud giggle errupts and you watch as two girls talk animatedly with both Fernando and Pedri.
The brunette one subtly scratches over Fernando's arm, as she seems to listen intently to whatever he's saying. Fer doesn't really engage her, keeps his visible distance, though Sofía doesn't seem to care. Her eyes shoot daggers in their direction.
What bothers you though was the blonde one clinging like a koala onto Pedri. She seems so....you can't find the word but it irritates you. And he did absolutely nothing about it, actually rather enjoying it. Not that he shouldn't of course, but he could keep his distance as well. Also, you didn't want to have to deal with two horny people during your vacation (one you didn't pay for but you get the gist), and an angry best friend, if they were to stay.
It also doesn't help that Pedri looks the way he does. Absolutely gorgeous.
You never thought to be admitting to this but he almost looks like sex-on-legs in those red swim shorts of his. The sun burned his skin in the most beautiful way possible, accentuating his natural blush and his slim but toned body. It's been nothing but torture the entire day.
The two of you watch them for another minute, none of the brothers noticing any of your hard stares, when Sofía stands up determined. "If he wants to play, I'll play."
When she notices your indifferent state, she looks at you expectantly.
"What?", you ask.
"Come on, I can't do this alone."
Reluctant you get up as well and shake non-existent sand off your legs. "I don't know Sof...Fer doesn't really seem too into it."
She cocks an eyebrow and the expression on her face says enough for you to not press any further.
"Yeah, yeah alright.", you say. You don't know what plan she has in mind exactly but you follow her anyway. You get increasingly confused when she proceeds to take her bag and go to the changing rooms. She closes the door behind you and rummages in her bag and only when she pulls something out, you realize the absolute stupid plan she has.
No, you don't think even scriptwriters could come up with such silly ideas.
"I cannot believe you."
In her hands are, what you believe to be, the flimsiest bikini pieces you have ever seen.
"I always pack a pair or two for emergencies.", she says and gives you a pair. A red brazilian bikini, the ones with high-cut strings. "And as you can see, this is an emergency."
You hold the garments up. "I thought Fer doesn't like you wearing those, why did you pack them for emergencies?", you ask confused.
Fernando is a sweetheart. You really think there could have been no one more perfect for your best friend than him. He's not controlling, always puts her first and you genuinely believe that he always has her best interests in mind. Fer is not the type to forbid Sofía anything, especially not in regards of clothes. He let's her wear whatever she wants, no matter how short or ridiculous it looks. However, for some reason, he has often voiced his strong dislike towards those brazilian bikini bottoms that recently started trending.
It didn't bother Sofía at all, she didn't really wear them often anyways. But you guess she never got rid of them either.
"Precisely that's why. Also, they tan better.", she says as she takes out a white pair for herself. You don't think she really understood your question and you make a point to ask her later. For now though, you have another problem at hand.
"Ok ok, so you try to rile him up one way or the other. I get it. But why do I have to wear one as well?"
Sofía looks at you like it's so obvious and you're dumb for even asking, "Because there's two of those skanks? We can drive one off, but as long as the other stays, none of them will leave."
Your brows shoot up and you groan frustrated at what this means. "Oh come on, Pedri is not that bad.", Sofía reasons.
If only she knew, you thought. You want to protest but you think back to the blonde girl that threw herself onto Pedri and something bad bubbles up in your stomach.
With new determination you two change and make your way back to the beach. Sofía looks gorgeous in the bikini and for all it's flimsiness you think it suits you pretty good as well. Okay, who are you kidding. It looks fucking sexy on you, hugging you in all the right spots and making your ass look extra perky.
And you know you're not the only one who thinks so, as you feel the eyes of several men and women alike on both of you.
It gets even more apparent when two certain brothers look your way. Comically enough, the two girls shamelessly joined them on your sunbeds. By now your other friends joined as well and Sofía walks in front of you to where the others are; pointedly ignoring Fernando's presence.
You aren't as strong-willed though and can't help but sneak a look at Pedri. He already looks back at you, a smirk playing on his lips as his eyes scan your entire body.
You immediately turn your head back, feeling your cheeks heat up stupidly enough, despite the weather, and sit next to Miguel.
"Ohh, what's the occasion?", Samuel whistles when you two settle down.
Sofía shrugs and you feel uncomfortable with all eyes on you. It becomes worse when the conversations stop as well suddenly and Fer stands up. "Why did you change?"
"Felt like it. Also we can tan better now.", Sofía says indifferent.
He frowns, "But you looked pretty before." Bless his heart you think.
Sofía ignores him, and you think she's going a bit too far but it's not your relationship to intervene. "Samuel can you help put sunscreen on my back, I can't quite reach it."
The flabbergasted look on Fernando's face was both priceless and heartbreaking to see and you slowly begin feeling bad.
"What?"
"Sure."
Both answer at the same time and you grimace at the awkwardness. Fer goes and grabs the bottle out of her hands, the pretty brunette completely forgotten already. "What do you think you're doing?"
"I don't know what you mean."
He turns to the rest of you with an apologetic but upset expression, "Will you excuse us for a moment?"
He proceeds to take Sofía to a more quiet place on the beach. You see them argue in the distance but ultimately decide that for now it's not your business anymore.
Samuel and Loréna already went back into the water, Pedri is occupied with the two girls and only Miguel was with you.
The sun hasn't gotten any less warm and now that you wore this criminal bikini, you could at least put it to good use, right? So you take the sunscreen and hold it out to Miguel. "Can you?", you say pointing to your back.
It takes him a moment to understand what you mean, but when he does, he nods and reaches out but someone else happens to be faster than him. "Let me do it."
You look into Pedri's honey eyes.
Next to you, the blonde girl scoffs and regards you with an angry face. Miguel leaves as well and you want to say something to stop him, begging him not to leave you alone, but Pedri beats you to it. "Turn around and lay down." His voice is firm and it unwillingly sends shivers down your spine.
And for some reason you listen.
Your stomach retracts slightly when your belly touches the cold sunbed. But you forget everything the moment the cool sunscreen touches your skin and Pedri begins spreading it.
It's too sensual for your liking and he's gentler than you thought. Pedri goes all the way up to your neck, massaging the spot thoroughly and when he slowly goes down, his hands reach under your bikini top. Embarrassingly enough, pleasure fills your lower stomach.
Yet, you don't know what overcomes you, but attraction makes you do stupid things, so you simply reach behind your back and open the knot. "It'll be easier.", you explain with a small voice.
You get an answer in the form of his hands, when Pedri touches the exact spot and slowly glides his hands to your sides. His index fingers barely graze the sides of your boobs and goosebumps erupt all over your body.
If Pedri notices, he doesn't say anything.
Instead he just continues spreading the cream all the way to your lower back, his fingers once again invading places he shouldn't, much to your own excitement though.
It's quiet the entire time, you barely register Miguel talking with the two abandoned girls and going away with them. Light chatter and laughs, the splashing of water and the moist sound of Pedri spreading the sunscreen are the only audible things around you.
But you should know by now that it's only a matter of time before Pedri decides to ruin peaceful moments.
"Need me to put some on your ass as well?"
Shameless is the only word good enough to describe the football player. "In your dreams maybe.", you say and turn your head to watch him through your glasses.
His eyes are glued to your backside, "Oh if only you knew, princess."
You bind your bikini top back together and sit up, "You're stupid, González."
"For you, yeah."
You resist the urge to punch him and ignore the fact that it affects you more than what is condemned good. "Will you stop?"
"Why, do I make you nervous?"
You cross your arms over your chest, his eyes immediately zoning in on the movement. You (un)consciously press them together tighter, for no particular reason.
"No."
"Really?", he extends the 'e' sound and leans forward. Not expecting him to, you automatically fall back. He grabs the edge of the sunshade and pulls it down until it completely hides the two of you.
"What are you doing, they'll see us!"
Pedri chuckles and you can't help but peak at his pink lips, only inches away from yours now. "That's what you're worried about?"
"What else?" You think maybe the heat has gotten to your head, but really it's just Pedri's presence on top of you.
You see the way Pedri's mouth opens, ready to continue the banter but with his entire body pressed into yours, his natural scent mixed with the sea, his honey eyes boring into yours and exploring your entire face and his hands itching on your hips, you do the only thing possible in this situation.
You grab his neck and smash your lips against his.
He responds immediately, reciprocating the kiss. You hate how good it feels and despite how confusing it is with him, no moment has ever been clearer than right now.
A whine leaves your mouth when Pedri presses his hips into yours, the pleasure inmessurable. It's an indecent thing to do at a public beach (even though this is a private part of the beach Pedri specifically rented for the vacation) so he pulls back but right now you can't care at all.
All rationality leaves your body when you grab his red shorts by the hem and pull him back. You cling your legs around his back thighs and butt.
"Woah there, sugar, slow down.", he laughs, while caringly pushing a loose strand of hair out of your face.
Honestly, you would be flustered in any other moment but this. You can't think straight, the need to have him currently overweighting any other feeling.
His left hand slides from your waist to your ass, massaging the flesh. His other hand is clasped around your jaw, keeping your lips firm against ist.
You lose yourselves in the moment, Pedri's left hand close to where you need it the most. It's embarrassing how easy his fingers manage to slip under your bikini. And when he touches your clitoris, you're on cloud nine.
Your hands wander down to his beautiful red shorts and waist no time to wrap around his dick.
He groans into the kiss, "Fuck."
You begin moving your hand up and down and that's when all the weight on top of you suddenly disappears. "Shit, I hate to be the one, but we-"
"Yeah, I know.", you immediately cut him off and organize yourself a bit. Your head spins a bit, everything going too fast for you. Your body and mind haven't completely sobered up yet, and it stings a bit to be turned down like this. It's also confusing. But he's right.
Pedri seems to read you well enough by now, when he says, "It's not because I don't want to."
You hold up your hand, not ready for any kind of rejection, "I'm not dumb, Pedri. This is the fucking beach." Yet you wonder if he would have gone further if it was the pretty blonde and not you.
He goes through his hair and laughs, "Not because of that. My brother is coming and I don't think now is the time to explain ourselves, is it?"
You immediately spin around and indeed, Fernando and Sofía are walking in your direction; hand-in-hand, you might add. Luckily they seem too focused on one another and their ice cream to notice you and Pedri.
When you turn back, Pedri winks at you. "I'll choose a more private place next time."
You scoff, "There will be no next time."
He rubs his chin thoughfully and looks at you in an actingly confused way, "The way you were going at it, I could have sworn you were down for another- Ow!"
You hit Pedri angrily, the redness on your face surely visible, "Don't ever mention that again."
"And what if I do?", he smirks cockily.
"Pedri!"
"__!", he imitates in a high voice and this time you can't help but laugh. You roll your eyes playfully and shove him away. It gets increasingly hard to not crush on him. Maybe you already do.
The sunshade moves then and Fer and Sofía hop next to you two.
"Nice to see that you two love birds made up, I was beginning to worry.", you comment and Sofía lovingly puts her head on Fer's shoulder.
You four chat around a bit more, when Fernando suddenly chuckles and points at you and Pedri. Confused, you both look at him.
"You two look more like a couple than we do. Did you notice that you're matching?"
You did, in fact, not notice. And neither it seems, did Pedri.
You make a gaggig noise then and shoot up, "Whatever, I am going to change."
Pedri follows close behind, "Want me to help?"
"Shut up!"
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meadowscarlet · 2 years
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swimming pools ━━━ steve harrington.
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pairings: steve harrington x fem!reader.
summary: being alone in the swimming pool with steve harrington in the serene, dark night brought up intense feelings that blossomed into a steamy and passionate night.
warnings: nsfw, vaginal fingering, nipple play, praise kink, cursing, brief teasing, dirty talk if you squint, innocence kink, heavy making out, pet names like “baby” and “angel”, no specific timeline in st, mentions of sex, drinking and smoking.
author’s note: don’t judge me, this is my first time writing these kinds of fics and honestly it was a scary experience 😭 do not copy, post on another site, translate or claim any of my works as your own or you will be reported! nav.
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With the exception of the moonlight reflected off the pool, the night was peaceful and tranquil and wholly empty. Teenagers were partying, drinking, making out, and swimming in the pool only a moment ago, creating a wild and amusing atmosphere that smelled of booze, smoke, and sex and setting the scene for a fierce night that went very smoothly.
Steve was currently having a euphoric high. The taste of alcohol still lingered on his tongue, reminding him of the ecstasy he had only a moment earlier, and he felt elated and fucking wasted from all the beers he had recently consumed. It had been awhile since he had great times with everything going on. He thought the crazy party was worth it, but he had a bleary feeling that the night hadn't ended yet.
When he turned around and looked, he found that you were the only person left in the area. Steve's mouth started to become dry. He remembered not letting his attention stray from you and your body while he was drinking and having a good time at the party because you were so distracting: your dress was tight, perfectly fitting to your curves as you moved your hips to the music with your friends. It would be an understatement to say that Steve was drooling at that.
You had always been the beloved and well-known pretty girl in Hawkins who was popular among the guys. There was one rumor where you were vindictive and spoiled and all the nasty shit people would throw at a girl living her teenage life but Steve knew it was all nonsense. Despite your notoriety as being popular, rich, and attractive, you were truly an actual angel and something sweet that made Steve eager to devour you. You were the one dream girl that everyone desired.
One thing he was pleased with, was that while you two were not close, you were also not complete strangers. Steve would reminisce how you'd pass by him in the school hallway with a delicate and divine grin that made him weak in the knees. Since you were always with your friends, your conversations together were short and simple. If not by your friends, Steve would observe how guys would approach you and ask you out on dates. To his greatest surprise, but mostly amusement, you never went out with any of them.
Steve had it bad, to put it mildly, with those ephemeral interactions and his eyes following you everywhere. Like everyone else, Steve Harrington was attracted to you, but he also felt a rush of feelings when your eyes, not for the first time in the night, locked with his. The night suddenly felt overbearingly dark, but when you smiled at him, fuck, he knew he was done for.
“Hi, Steve,” you giggled as you saw him openly staring at you.
Your eyes were bright and wide as you watched him. Steve knew he didn’t have to hide it anymore; so he let his gaze wandered around you, from your goddess of a face to your breathtaking body which was barely covered with the hot two piece you wore; your body completely exposed and Steve realized that it was only then you removed your cover up, when there was many people, you wore that dress and didn’t swim but now, you and him just alone, his gaze trailing every inch of you and you just let him.
You were studying him with bright, wide eyes. Steve realized he didn't need to hide it anymore, so he let his gaze observe you as it moved from your goddess-like face to your stunning body, which was barely covered by the two-piece bikini you were wearing. Steve realised that it was only then that you took off your cover-up dress; earlier, when there were many people present, you wore the dress and resisted to swim, but now, with just the two of you, he let his gaze follow every inch of you and you just let him.
Steve was going insane.
“Hey, angel,” he replied, voice husky. Then he suddenly frowned. “You’re not going home yet?” not that he wanted you to leave, it was just odd how all your friends went home and you were here.
Your eyes glinted with amusement. “You're not gonna let me join you?”
When Steve looked down, water was there to greet him. He didn't realize how long he had been in the pool until he was going on about you and staring at you. The words coming from your mouth were seductive and sweet, luring him. Before he could ponder how he managed to forget that he was actually in a pool, he instead concentrated on what you said. The night was cold and perhaps you could provide him some warmth.
After feeling a desire emerge within him, Steve didn't hesitate. “C’mere then,”
As you approached him, you sat on the edge of the pool and dipped your flawlessly gorgeous legs into the water rather than joining him in the pool as he had anticipated. Steve approached you when you were playing in the water with your legs, swimming so close that his chest was only an inch over your knees and he looked hypnotized. His pulse began to race as soon as he heard you take a tense breath since this was the closest he had ever been near you and you smelt like something he never wanted to forget.
“I thought you’re gonna join me,” Steve said almost breathlessly.
“Is it deep?”
“Wait, what?“
You laughed shakily. “The water. Is it deep?”
Steve placed a wet hand on your leg without thinking about it, and he nearly groaned as he felt you shiver, either from the water or his hand, but your chest was rising quickly, which can be very distracting.
“No, no, it’s not deep,” he responded, trailing his fingers along your legs, and you shuddered even more. Steve could see how your eyes were clouded by a phantom of want and he has no doubt his eyes darkened it too. “Enjoyed the party, did we, angel?”
When Steve's fingertips traced the insides of your thighs, you whimpered quietly, but your response was breathy and heavenly. “Kinda… my friends ditched me for their boyfriends.”
“People who would ditch you are out of their minds,” Steve muttered. “I can’t even imagine doing that.”
“Well, it’s just us,” you said quietly.
“Us,” Steve said, tasting the word in his mouth and it felt good saying it. “What do you think your friends and their boyfriends are doing now?”
You suddenly looked bashful; god you were adorable. “Having their own… fun.”
“And you’re not?” Steve murmured, now fiddling with the straps of your bikini underwear. “Seems unfair, doesn’t it, angel?”
You stuttered, “S–steve,”
“You like that, yeah?” Steve fought the impulse to totally grasp you and bring you close to him in the water. “Calling you angel?”
“I do,” you gasped.
“Well, what about, baby?” Steve’s eyes darkened with lust once he saw how you clamped your thighs together.
“God, Steve,” you breathed, Steve could practically hear your heart racing, mirroring his own.
Steve has both of his hands on your supple thighs at this point. “I haven’t even touched you properly, baby,” he whispered, he adored the way you shuddered with the name he called you. “A fun you deserve.”
You’re breathing hard now. “Then touch me, Steve.”
“Are you sure?”
You only nodded.
“Words, angel.” he whispered.
“Yes.” you replied breathlessly and that was all it took for Steve to finally taste you.
He kisses your lips hungrily, and his cock hardens hearing your muffled moan in his mouth. This was it; your taste was more divine than anything else, your lips were soft, and you fulfilled all of his fantasies. Your lower lip was bit by his teeth as he enjoyed how your chest crushed against his, sending both of your hearts racing.
Steve wanted to taste your lips more but your neck was beckoning for him so he moved to kiss your neck, placing his hands on your waist, pulling you to him as you automatically wrapped your legs around his waist. His tongue was licking your earlobe, whispering praises and assurances in your ear while you grow suddenly needy, moving against him, pressing your body impossibly closer together.
You clenched your teeth and whimpered softly as he bit and sucked the sweet spot on your neck. He pulled you deeper into the water, making you tighten your legs around his waist. “Steve!” you cried. “I'm wet.”
“Are you really?” he teased and suddenly his hand was cupping your clothed pussy, trailing his fingers on the clothed slit, his eyes never left your closed eyes and your pretty face.
“God, Steve,” you moaned, wanting him to end his teasing already.
“God’s not here, baby,” When his fingers finally made it to your clit, Steve sighed, pushing your bikini underwear down onto your thighs while still his finger trailed the slit, loving the way you moaned heavenly. “It’s just you and me, remember?”
“Have you ever done this?” he then asked as he paused before inserting a finger into your cunt.
“Fuck,” you whimpered, holding onto him tightly. “Not t—to anyone.”
“So, this hasn't been touched yet?” Steve groaned and swirled his finger deeper into your clit. You began to follow the insert of his finger and grind against it.
You moaned as he inserted another finger. “I have,”
Steve gave you a vociferous kiss on the neck and throat, leaving lovebites on your immaculate skin as the moonlight shone on you, leaving him speechless at your beauty. “Fuck, baby,” he said breathlessly. “I’m the first and I will be the last.”
Steve didn't even realize as his other hand, which wasn't inside you, moved to your back to untie your bra, which promptly fell into the water and left you now bare before him. Fuck, you were so exquisite. You grinded on his fingers in desperation, whimpering when he added a third one, and his back was scratched by your nails.
His lips moved to kiss your chest right away, then he licked his way to your right nipple; sucking and licking before doing the same with your left nipple. He was having a wonderful time with you as his fingers worked inside of you, and he was loving the way you were clenching against him.
“You’re so fucking tight,” Steve said, gently biting your nipple as his pace with his fingers inside your pussy was moving quick. “So good baby… you feel so good.”
As your climax approached, Steve paced his finger in and out of your pussy while you began to whine from your lovely lips, that tasted incredibly wonderful. Steve imagined how his dick would be instead of his fingers inside you, imagining it made him scorchingly desire you, but this isn't about pleasing him; it's about you, and he wasn't going to rush you. He felt like he was on cloud nine as he felt you tighten and clench all around his finger, urging you to come with just his fingers.
As soon as you came on his fingers, you shuddered, but the moan you let out was smothered when Steve gave you a full mouth kiss while his other finger pinched and stroked your nipples. You pulled him in closer with your arms around his neck and a passionate kiss that ignited your combined passion.
Steve slightly pivoted and gave you a look that was filled with admiration as he kissed you again on the forehead, the nose, and then the lips then moved the stray wet hairs away from your face. “Did you have fun, angel?” he whispered against your lips.
You responded, panting and beaming, “I did,” and when you added, “Only with I'm with you,” Steve's heart flipped.
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Afterlife (Neteyam x Human Turned Na'vi Female Reader)
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"Can I please request some angst between Neteyam x human! reader, I actually based this on a song called Glimpse of Us by Joji. So one night they were watching a movie and (y/n) was thrilled to see two people dancing and she really wanted to experience it. Neteyam without thinking, he invited to dance with her even though he doesn’t know how to. They copied what they saw on the screen and danced in sync. Both of them actually liked each other but were afraid that their friendship might end. After Neteyam’s family fled to the metkayina clan, (Y/n) gets teased a lot by the Na’vi in that tribe because of being human. Neteyam is very protective of her, he cheered her up by inviting her to dance again at the beach when they were alone. He would blush when he sees her smile. Could you please end it in an angsty way? perhaps (y/n) was trying to save Kiri and got shot by one of Quaritch’s soldiers. Neteyam found her lifeless body on the ship, he never felt so devastated to see her dead. What is sadder is when Neteyam was dying, all the memories with (y/n) plays in his head. With (y/n)’s body near him, he tries to hold her hand one last time before passing away."
So.... yeah, I thought, since you wrote down all of what happen, let's just go with the afterlife... if it's alright with you... Please don't hate me if not 😚😢
Note: Just a tiny bit of spoilers for the second movie, because... well, be aware since... you know... Neteyam is... I CAN'T EVEN SAY IT 😭😭. I'm not over it!!!
Another Note: Didn't really like how I wrote it... and it's pretty short
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"Neteyam."
Neteyam opened his eyes with a soft gasp. He frowned and sat up, the water dripping from his back. He looked around the empty small Island that he was on, a small pool of water in the middle where he was sitting on.
Neteyam looked up and around, the sky was glowing blue, and the area... it reminded him of the forest.
His home.
"I want to go home."
He remembered his words to his father, not long before he blocked out.
He remembered the pain he felt.
The bullet that hit him.
He frowned as he looked at his body. There was no sign of a bullet hole.
Neteyam stood up and looked around again. Where were his parents? His siblings?
"They not here." Neteyam turned when he heard a familiar voice but met a Na'vi he didn't met before. "Your family is fine."
Neteyam looked at her cautiously, "Y/N?"
You laughed softly, and nodded a little, "I think Eywa decided that if I wasn't born as a Na'vi and born as a human... she will turn me into what I wanted at the after life."
"You're here," he breathed out.
You stepped closer and held out your hand. He didn't waste time and grabbed it, looking at your hand in his. Your hand was still small but not as much when you were in your human form.
"Is that how you Sky People dance?" Neteyam asked. The two of you were sitting on chairs inside Norm's lab, just the two of you in the evening, watching an old movie from Earth.
In one scene the couple in the movie started to dance. "Yes," you said, "Uncle Jake told you about dancing, right?"
"Dad mentioned some stuff," he muttered next to you.
"Well, Uncle Norm danced with me a few times over the years, after he showed me some movies," you admitted, "Even Kiri danced with me."
Neteyam looked from the screen to you with a small smirk, "Do you want to dance with me?"
You blushed and scoffed as you looked back at the movie, "No, of course not."
Neteyam hummed still smirking as if he knew you were lying. You didn't dare to look at him and just continued to watch the movie. The thought of Neteyam dancing with you made you continue to blush which annoyed you.
Only Kiri and Tuk knew of your crush on their older brother, and no matter how much you tried to deny it, they didn't fell for it. You never thought Neteyam felt something to you more than a best friend or even like a little sister, so you always buried your feelings for him deep inside your heart.
It wasn't like something could happen between you two, you were a human girl, he was a Na'vi.
It wasn't like Jake and his wife Neytiri.
Your sad thoughts were cut off when you heard movements at your side and you looked at Neteyam in surprise as he held out his hand for you to take.
"I never done it before, so go easy on me," he said with a smirk.
You hesitated but took his hand and stood up. You looked up at him in amusement as you started to teach him to dance.
Neteyam smiled softly at the memory and looked at you. His smile disappeared and his guilt flickered to his eyes. It was his fault you died...
Like you read his thought, you stepped closer and placed your hand on his cheek, caressing it, "It's not your fault," you said softly, "I wanted to be there to help save your family."
"Yet it cased you your life," he said softly.
"And yours," you muttered, "You always careful, yet it happened to you."
"I always thought I won't be able to live on without you... I guess that was true," he said.
You tilted your head, "Neteyam--"
"I love you," he confessed and placed his forehead against yours, closing his eyes, "I should have told you that before. When I saw you there, lying dead on the floor... my entire world collapse. The thought of never seen you again--"
"I love you too," you confessed softly and he opened his eyes. "But because that I love you, I hoped you would survive the war and one day find someone--"
"There wouldn't have been anyone else but you," he muttered. You gave him a small sad smile, feeling the same. Neteyam looked at your lips, and you did the same.
Neteyam placed his hands on your cheeks and tilted his head, pressing his lips against yours. You closed your eyes, kissing him back passionately.
Breaking the kiss after a long moment, you both panted, breathing each other in. "I love you," you breathed out.
"I love you too," he said and gave you a soft smile, which you couldn't help but return one.
You and Neteyam didn't survive the war to be together... but Eywa watching over you two, you both could be together at the afterlife.
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Bridgerton costumes suck… they’re played up for modern audiences. They got rid of bonnets!!! Bonnets are a staple of the period!
That bullshit scene where they tight lace that Featherington girl when she’s wearing a semi stays made no sense. You can’t even see her waist so why would you tight lace?? Tight lacing didn’t even become a thing under the later half of the century, right? The eyelets were hand sewn so it was impossible until they were galvanized, right?? Or am I remembering incorrectly.
My area of expertise is the mid-20th century! I have a collection of 30 pieces from the 50’s, 15 from the 60’s but I loooooove *most* era’s. (Love-hate the 1980’s)
The Edwardian period is so pretty. Artist-Ellen just drew a month’s worth of food themed costumes. Whatever time period the food was invented: that’s what she themed the costume around. I’d die for the Edwardian strawberry shortcake dress!!
It’s nice talking to someone who loves fashion history….
I forgot to ask! Can we see a picture of the dress??? I’d love to see!
Oh yeah tight lacing was not a thing during the edwardian period also because short stays were a thing, and the silhouette didn't call for a cinched waist. But even if it was they literally had maternity stays? And the upper upper class was the only one that could afford to tight lace because it makes it really hard to move.
I fucking love bonnets, they're so cute! Bridgestone also had too bright of colors and too many embellishments. Regency clothing was much more demure. (I am in love with Daphne's wedding dress in bridgerton, I can't deny that).
I have a lot of vintage clothes, and my favorite 20th century fashiln came in the 60s and 70s. I tend to buy a lot of patterns from those decades and recreate the clothes as best I can. In high school I recreated an "hour party dress" from a magazine pattern from the 1920s. It took me significantly more than an hour and I don't really like it but I still have it! It really gives an interesting look at what people were actually wearing from that time period.
As for my regency dress, I actually have to repattern it! I finished the bodice and realize I had made the bust waaaaay too big, which is on me for being careless with how I laid my pattern. All that cording and hand stitching gone to waste 😭 I might share a photo when it's done, but I don't want to clog up this blog with too much of my other hobbies. This blog is for cod and writing only, so I gotta use my main for my sewing.
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viisator · 1 year
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Business Confession
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Tittle: Business Confession
Pairings: Kim Sunoo X F!Reader
Genre: Smut??, NSFW, Love hate relationship
Warning: S*x, Offensive words, Cursing, 18+.
Summary: Kim Sunoo has been your rival since graduating college, you two had been aiming for the CEO position of a company since then. But there's a common secret you two have. You want each other.
Note: Not suited for minors.
Not Proofread
Short Scenario
(Idk if you call this sm*t😭 but ig it is, but there's no deep details Abt s*ggs and stuff, but idk, it's so awkward posting smth like this here when I never posted smth like this, like ever. And also, my family knows this acc, and if they confront me Abt this fic I'll eventually delete it.)
– Can I have a request, please? After/before you read this(thanks for checking this out btw) like or reblog, or both; is really appreciated!! And it will help my blogs reach other ppl too!! Thank you!! Have a good time reading!! –
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Kim Sunoo and you are nothing like friends. He'd rather die if someone--anyone would call you two friends.
Why?
it's not like you like him, he likes you, kind of stuff, but the opposite. It's like he hates you, you hate him.
Kim Sunoo is the son of the current CEO of Vé-Lives, and now he is aiming for the position. while you are the granddaughter of the founder who wants that position, but, Kim Sunoo is making your blood boil for he had been aiming for your nerve for these past few hours.
Today, Kim Sunoo is in front of you--in front of everyone--with his annoying smile while he says flattery, and everyone sure is flattered; and that is your problem, how can you get that position if he already got the attention of everyone?
Once the event has already ended, you wasted no time and stands up and exited the place.
"I'd appreciate it if you at least flattered me with this whole success." Kim Sunoo followed you down the hallway with a smile tugging up his face.
You turn around, "Oh," you said with a sarcastic smile. "Who fuckin' cares?" With that, he gave you a giggle, and it made you want to stab him more.
"Are you acting like this because of your business proposal the other day?" he asks you with amusement and a smug smile, smirking to his delight.
"Oh, you mean when you slap me the other day? No. no, of course not," you said once again sarcastically, "I fuckin' hate your existence."
"That's amusing," he mumbled still smiling and looking at you with the look of a predator looking at its prey.
"Cut the crap Sunoo."
"Oh, I'm Sunoo now? not Mr.Kim?"
And with that, you turned your head and heals ready to leave because he had pissed you quite enough for you to make a scene.
"Are you walking away 'cause you're embarrassed enough that I am the next president when you spend your time making efforts to nothing?" he lashed out one more time before your fist landed on his face, he was shocked and surprised as he felt the sting eats his face. With a little bit of time, his palm met yours; and you were also shocked, he had slapped you--again.
"Fuck you," you said with venom lashed your voice, while tears glided through your eyes, ready to fall down your cheeks.
"I wouldn't mind you doing it for me," he said with daggers in his looks and knives in his voice. he's no longer smiling, he's looking at you ready to kill.
"I'd rather die." Once you said that, his face is close to yours, advancing at your side, his lips close to your ears, and his breath warm on your skin.
"I know you wouldn't mind doing it with me, would you not?" His hand finds its way to your clenched fist, and the other held your left cheek. you could not explain these feelings, the tension lingers around; but sure enough, you know you like this feeling, and you wouldn't mind him lingering his hands around you--anywhere.
You know you had dreamt about this, and you know you've dreamt of this quite a few times already, so when Kim Sunoo led you to his car, up to his apartment, up to his couch, your mind lingers about his touch and nothing more. that night, you did not think about anything else, not even the president position of the company, just the fact that his body is against yours, his body heats yours while you heat him, and the fact that your nails dig up his skin while you suppress your voice, preventing yourself from making any noise, while you lie to him about you being inexperienced. Lying about the feelings you always have for him. Lying to yourself that you hated him. And while his lips danced with yours, his hands around you, your mind is drunken with his eyes.
"I love you." That word satisfied Kim Sunoo so well.
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**SORRY FOR THE CRINGE-NESS **I realized there's no smut in here, but would you consider this a smut? it's still portraying s*ggs in the last stanza...idk
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whorekneecentral · 2 years
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This is me self projecting I had a lululemons outfit and onto Carlos golf hobbies. Watching how Carlos is unable to focus on playing golf solely because that man is distracted by your lululemons outfit
bye my first thought was the golf scene from the second 365 days movie 😭😭 (that scene was so uncalled for ??? I had to skip through it like why did you do that) // also forgive my lack of golf terminology
The little white skirt stopped a few inches under your butt, the light pink top matched the polo your boyfriend had on. You sat on the golf cart, watching as he lined the club up to the ball. The sun was blazing down on you and you had been hiding in the shade while he putted.
Carlos hit the ball and it disappeared off into the distance, he smiled when he turned back. “Think you can beat that?”
“I’m sure I can.” You smiled back, getting off the cart to hit your ball and once again, the ball disappeared in the distance.
You could feel his eyes on you, the gaze burning into you more than the heat.
You didn’t join him for golf very often, he kept that to himself as a boys thing for when he wanted to hang out with his friends or his dad or to be used as a potential deal maker.
Today he just happened to get up in the mood to play so there you were.
It was last minute hence the lack of a better fitting outfit; the one you had on was from the previous year when you joined him.
It still fit but it was more on the snug side; not your typical choice in clothing.
Carlos drove to the next spot, his hand on your thigh the whole time. When he stopped, he looked over at you.
“What?” You asked, looking over at him.
He shook his head with a smile on his face as you two walked over. He let you putt first; his eyes fixed on you as you bent over to eye the ball to the next hole. Your skirt left nothing to the imagination, the black panties you had on under peeking out just enough to make Carlos adjust the front of his shorts.
“Did you have to wear that?” He asks you, watching you putt the ball.
“What’s wrong with this?” You gesture to the outfit, glancing down at yourself.
“It’s distracting.” Carlos grumbles, putting his own ball.
“How so?” You ask the man, both of you now returning to the golf cart.
Carlos was getting irritated and that’s what you wanted. Angry, annoyed Carlos always fucks you the way you liked it; rough.
“Don’t act all innocent now; as if I won’t fuck you right here.” He spat, sitting on his side. You pause, smiling to yourself as you walk around to his side. Carlos watches you, his brown eyes almost black.
“Maybe I want that,” you hum, fiddling with his shirt collar, “I want you to fuck me right here.”
Carlos wastes no time, grabbing you and pulling you onto his lap. The golf course had been empty all afternoon, it was hot but it had rained earlier, causing everyone to leave. That left you two to have the place all to yourself.
Your panties pulled to the side as Carlos pushed into you. Your fingers are digging into Carlos’s shoulders as he bucked his hips to meet you halfway. 
Your forehead dropped to his shoulder, his name falling from your lips as you begging him to go harder.
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capriciousleo · 1 year
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OKAY GUYS, IT’S HAPPENING!! While I totally love Genshin and the Harbingers, I still am an astrology and tarot account, which means... I will be combining these two and share very interesting series and posts with you all, my lovelies!!
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Part 2, 3
So, my first post in “Fatui Harbingers Natal Charts” series shall be:
𝑫𝑶𝑻𝑻𝑶𝑹𝑬’𝑺 𝑵𝑨𝑻𝑨𝑳 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑻
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Sun- Gemini
Moon- Capricorn
Mercury- Cancer
Venus- Aquarius
Mars- Capricorn
Rising- Leo
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First of all, I would like to say that this man gives heavy earth energy for some reason that I didn’t expect😭. He’s very duty-and-goal-oriented, and you can rely on him to complete his job. Even his short phrase — “Jester, I have completed the task you gave me.” gives very Capricorn vibes. Also, agreeing to the negotiation for killing off his segments for a Gnosis... a pretty frosty Capricorn move — Capricorns will do whatever it takes to achieve their goals, and their methods may be shocking to people because of how cold and sharp their decisions can be. And the experiments he makes??💀💀 This man doesn’t feel anything, and it’s also his Venus to blame. But we will get there. Also, the way he hates his time being wasted and he clearly voices this out is another trait of Cappies. However, this doesn’t mean they won’t invest in something that should bring harvest in the future.
It was difficult to pick between Aquarius or Leo rising, but you guys see my verdict lol. Yes, he may come off as disturbingly weird and innovative, but the way he holds himself commands awe and respect — his tone, speech, body motions. Wherever he goes, he takes up the space. Remember his behavior and body language in Sumeru in the scene where he manipulated the citizens — he’s very prideful. He is confident in his abilities and this feeling oozes out of him.
All of the fcked up weirdness, innovativeness, being open to possibilities... I believe it comes from his Aquarius Venus. He enjoys and thrives to learn and experiment on something new. His methods were unacceptable and out of the norm, for which he got expelled from Akademiya and thrown out of Sumeru and he’s still salty abt it lmao. He’s also very detached, which combines with his Capricorn. ‘Emotional intimacy’ is not in his vocabulary — don’t even bother, he will call it ‘silly’, and this being the lightest word I used.
NOW. His Mercury in Cancer... it’s DARK. OKAY?? And I’m sure it’s at a very high degree. I was originally thinking to put Cancer Mars cuz it also fits him, and this placement is completely FCKED UP (many many serial killers have this exact placement and that’s something I found out myself). All of his experiments??? The Underground Arena??? All of the plots and manipulation of literally everyone and everything??? Literally the whole plot revolves around the aftermath of his actions that always affect everyone in Teyvat. And guess what? He is not going to stop nowhere soon. The way he made Scara unlikeable both for regular ppl AND the Fatui members on PURPOSE just so Scara is dependent on HIM AND HIM ONLY. ‘Oh, look, Scara, I am the only one who didn’t turn their back on you and can keep up with you. You have only me.’ Ofc, Dottore needed Scara’s powers. That’s an unhealthy Cancer placement for you. He knows where to press where it hurts the most, and with his Capricorn placements? Oof. He damn knows how to use his words and combine emotions and logic in his manipulations. Dottore is literally a walking “The Traumatizer-3000” machine.
Sun in Gemini is pretty self-explanatory. He is witty, intelligent, unconventional, and enjoys learning and has great oratory skills.
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P.S. Share your takes/ thoughts in comments if you wish! I’d love to discuss tee hee💛 And now, I’ll go watch Zydrate edits of him since they flooded my tiktok fyp fhsksksk. Also, excuse if my writing seems kinda funky and hard to understand, I was writing this at 2 am🤠
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cloveroctobers · 2 years
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Oops I almost forgot to request but idm waiting!! could you make an oj haywood x black/fem reader who's a model (and pretty bold lmao) and they meet cus they needed his horses for a photo shoot? idk if that's too specific I don't wanna step on ur toes or anything snfnskfn 😭😭
covergirl | OJ Haywood x black! Reader | October prompts !
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A/N: Thank you for your patience! I didn’t forget about this! Now that we’re in my favorite season of the year I decided to add something else to the mix and include this in my October prompts for 2022! It’s a short one but hopefully a good one.
+ Prompt: 6. “Is it just me or did it just get really cold in here?”
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attention was never something you turned away from. You loved it. It was always all eyes on you, you know, like Tupac’s fine ass once said. Ask any of your siblings and cousins growing up, you were the main one who oozed star quality. Sorry. So you took that to your advantage, gaining tumblr fame quite quickly in your tumblr teen girl era and that later brought you to high-end modeling.
The only time your photo shoots were early was if you were overseas and it always ended up eventful. You weren’t much of a morning person but you adjusted once you were fully up. Plus you didn’t enjoy wasting anyone’s time; especially your own. Now that you were back in California, your agents knew to only schedule you for early afternoon shoots. Not to mention that you’ve grown to have insomnia once your career began to take off and a hint of sleep apnea when your body allowed you to disconnect for a few hours.
So sure sleep was a huge question mark when it not only came to modeling but you loved having “me time,” when you weren’t out with your friends.
Letting out a small yawn that you covered with a few of your fingertips, you glanced up at the ceiling for a moment longer as the makeup artist patted the setting powder underneath your eyes then gave you your space.
“Here you go!” A voice chirped shortly afterwards, “looks like I’m right on time too.”
Continuing staring upwards as you lounged on a faux fur multi-colored stool, you spotted a curly haired girl in baggy clothing as she held out a iced tan tea to you. “Heard you enjoy that London fog tea shit, it’s giving clay but to each their own I guess!”
Taking it from the familiar face you smiled around the straw before you sipped your beverage, “Emerald Haywood. Thanks for this, I didn’t know you worked behind the scenes?”
“Oh please, with a face like this? And charisma like mine?! You already know I’m in front of the camera just like your pretty self.” The brown skinned girl winked while you smirked.
“My apologies sis, I should have known.” You stretched, putting a arch in your back while Emerald shamelessly checked you out in your outfit, “what are you doing here?”
“I’m wherever the money is. Just ask your cousin,” Em raised one arm in the air, leaning over slightly as her hips rotated before she continued, “OJ and I had to keep the business running when daddy passed. After our asses got fired from a failure of a previous shoot, I did some research and found out somebody else needed horses. And you so happened to be here.”
“Riiight,” you pointed, “and here I was thinking you gained some sense and became obsessed with me instead of messing around with my cousin.”
Em quirked up a brow, “don’t tempt me with a good time…either way I talked to my therapist and we both agreed that it’s time for me to focus on myself.”
You hummed at that, not saying what you thought on it. You knew Em for a couple of months now, ever since your cousin, who happened to work at a strip club, began bringing em around. They were casual in the beginning—it seemed since your cousin had a issue when it came to dating; either the girls or non-binaries she dated got jealous over her profession/no longer felt comfortable with her line of work, turned out abusive, or decided to start sleeping with their therapist right after putting their relationship on a break.
Nonetheless you kept your mouth shut since your cousin said she would figure it out. So you respected it and you actually liked hanging out with Emerald Haywood. Your energies meshed well together and you hung around the same group of people. She was cool in your eyes minus the whole sleeping with your therapist two days after she called it quits with your cousin…but hey it was none of your business.
“Okay everyone, let’s clean up and get the horse in for the final shots of the day! I want to leave and get fucked up like the rest of you!” The photographer announced.
Pushing off the stool, you continued downing your tea as the assistants on the set removed the stool and large potted flowers out of the way. “That’s great, em. I’m sure it’ll all be worth it in the end.”
“You see the vision.” Em snapped her fingers, “I had no doubt you’d get it.”
“Of course,” you shrugged as another assistant came over to you, suddenly picking at your roots gently before placing a metallic cow-girl hat over your head, “self-love is the best love and whoever you decide to share that with and they understand? It’s even better.”
One of the assistants, Stella, you believed her name was, held out her hand to take the leftover drink before you lightly turned to see a dark skinned man catering to a white horse.
“I think I just found that someone.” You whispered, beginning to strut over to the man and your supposed prop for hopefully the next thirty minutes.
Em titled her head to the side in confusion as she watched you make your way over to her brother. It only took her a second to realize what was going on as you gently began stroking ghost’s fur who swayed his tail in response.
“Who’s the lucky guy?” You asked.
OJ peeked up and over from his side next to the horse and moved to stand in front of; to continue caressing it’s nose. He barely glanced at you as he responded, “this is ghost.”
“I’m not talking about the ghost, handsome.” Your voice was as sultry and light as you patted the horse, arm going up to rest along it’s spine comfortably.
OJ blinked, “oh. I’m just the guy with the horses.”
“No. There’s always more than what meets the eye,” you smiled, “I’m Odette and you are?”
“I’m aware,” OJ had his attention back on the white horse continuing to provide comfort, “your manager told us you go by Detty, that you’re gonna be on your Beyoncé shit and gave us a whole run down of what not to do in your presence. Which I understand boundaries…I just want to let you know that these horses—
“Deserve the same amount of respect as any decent human being,” you said, “I get it. I know a thing or two about horses and bulls. It was my grandfather’s thing. Sure he loved his bulls more than horses but trust me, I won’t hurt him. I’m capable of being gentle.”
That’s when OJ looked at you to see you slightly biting on the corner of your lip. He didn’t know much about you coming into this gig but his sister did. All OJ needed to know was the time, to provide reassurance for whichever horse he thought would be best for this, and the price. He wanted to bring lucky but this photoshoot requires a white horse for whatever reason and Ghost could be a bit finicky at anything lately. He was the last one Otis Sr. Was on when he was attacked so OJ knew that Ghost was going through a bit of PTSD at the moment.
“OJ! Get out the way and let the girl do her thang! Ghost also knows what to do!” Em called out to OJ, who cautiously stepped back as the assistants came over with another stool to help you onto ghost.
However OJ still found himself lingering close by while Em chatted away with others on set. OJ watched you as you carried on so elegantly, in your flowy attire as you seemed to be chatting with the horse here and there every time you shifted to a set poses. It did not take the photographer long to get multiple shots and finally the winning one.
“I think we got it!”
Claps started to surround until you asked; now sitting up from ghost, “you think or do you know? I still think outside for this scene would be better.”
“It’s not the look the magazine was looking for babe. We got the floral backdrop and your gorgeous face, that’s all we need.” The photographer answered, “that’s a wrap everybody!”
OJ watched as you rolled your eyes then shrugged. He moved over back to ghost as the stool was placed down again for you. Carefully you climbed down and moved to stand by ghost’s head. You caressed him once more, “thanks for your time, buddy.”
Everyone slowly began to clear out as you flicked your eyes over to OJ who was actually staring at you this time, “and thank you for lending us ghost…OJ, was it?”
“Mhm,” he dipped his head, “you’re welcome.”
Quickly learning that he wasn’t a man of much words you breathed out a small laugh. Normally most guys that couldn’t hold a conversation you lost interest. However there was something about OJ that made you have a little bit of time.
“What’s the O stand for in your name?”
“…Otis.”
“Odette and Otis.” You let it roll off your tongue, “Look at us sounding like somebodies grandparents. Doesn’t that have a nice ring to it?”
“Sure.”
“I think we could do something big with that.”
“Yeah? Like be somebodies grandparents?” He snorted, picking up that you were flirting with him.
“That and much more.” Your voice lowered as you held OJ’s stare.
The stare down was broken off once the lights suddenly shut off on you two. It only took seconds for a blur of white to fly by your sight followed with the clunking of Ghost’s hooves.
“Aye! Ghost!” OJ watched as the ghost ran around in circles in distress, the brimmed man trying his best to click his tongue to get the horses’ attention.
A side door suddenly opened, giving Ghost the opportunity to rush through it.
“Whoa! What’s wrong with ‘im?” Em asked, shades lowered as she glanced away from her phone.
OJ huffed as he began jogging over to the door which clicked behind the horse. Sighing you began peeling off the boots, wiggling your feet as you let out a yawn again.
“Did he get your number yet? ‘Cause we need to go and get some real food. What y’all had here ain’t enough to feed a damn fish.” Em muttered to you as you made your way over to her.
Before you could respond you listened to the rattling of the door handle that OJ pressed on.
It didn’t appear to be budging.
“The doors stuck.” OJ bluntly stated.
“You mean to tell me you don’t know how to open doors? You just push it!”
“I’m doin’ that!” OJ yelled back, “i’m guessing this is one of those doors that locks behind you.”
Em grimaced after attempting to get it open herself, “ohhh.”
Carrying the boots in one hand and lightly rubbing on your arms with the other, you began looking around the building. It felt much smaller with the lights out and not as comforting.
“Is it just me or did it just get really cold in here?” You asked, eyes wide as your eyes darted around the room.
Footsteps moved to stand beside you. Em tested your realization blowing into the air and found a puff of cloud went towards the air. It was on the tip of her tongue to just brush it off, assuming that the air temperatures increased when no one was around.
However…something felt like it was.
The three of you were quiet, picking up on the sound of something almost spluttering from above. Instantly you were holding your breath and you weren’t sure why as all three pairs of eyes shot up to the ceiling above their heads.
“What the hell—
“I think we should move. Now.” OJ ordered, not liking how that sounded and given what he previously witnessed with shit falling out of the sky with his own father, he knew this didn’t feel or sound right either.
Briefly he touched your elbow, guiding you and Em away from the center of the room to the bathroom door. All three of you crouched down in the doorway, peering out and wondering what that noise was. It sounded as if something was leaning, almost like a electrical tower about to give way to the ground. Not long after, objects came crashing through the ceiling but the most noticeable one…happened to be a traffic light pole along with a camera attached.
The object appeared to be damp from what you could tell in the dark surrounded by other miscellaneous items. Cautiously the three of you made your way by the fallen item with Em kicking at it and OJ peering up at the newfound hole in the ceiling.
“That’s strange.” You spoke, not knowing what to make of this.
Em nodded, “uh huh! Shit’s just falling out the sky for fun lately? This is honestly giving me the heebie jeebies.”
“Ghost.” OJ muttered, “he had to have known…he wouldn’t of just ran off like that if he hadn’t.”
“OJ…let’s not go there.”
“What?” You asked watching as the two shared words with their eyes, “hey, I’m here too! Whatever you’re thinking you can just say it.”
“…it’s nothing,” OJ decided, his eyes meeting yours. He could tell you didn’t believe that and something inside of him wanted to tell you about his dad but he wasn’t fully sure himself. It was a feeling that told him to get everyone out of dodge, “we should find a way out of here—
That’s when that same jammed door slowly creaked open, automatically making you take a step back, hand latching out to yank OJ back by his shirt.
Em already had her taser out, pulled from her crochet cross-body bag. The three of you waited for someone to peek in at you but after at least a minute, no one did.
“Yeah, I don’t know about y’all. But I’m gettin’ the fuck up outta here before these rich condescending folks think we did this mess so!” em chucked up the deuces before she jogged over to the door, crouching down as she had her taser ready.
Once she disappeared behind the door she yelled out to you two, “we’re good! I’ll be in the car, OJ!”
Puffing out a breath, you quickly let go of OJ’s bunched up shirt and returned your hand back to rub at the goosebumps on your forearm.
“I’ll count this as my weirdest day on set and I’ve had a lot of those.” You commented.
OJ hummed as he slowly turned to face you.
“I think it’s about to get weirder around here.” OJ mumbled glancing at the traffic light that fell through the sky, “no I won’t elaborate but I think we should all be careful.”
“Are you saying we just walked into the twilight zone?” You tried to joke but it also fell flat to you.
“I don’t think that was just some miracle.”
“What—never mind you don’t seem like you want to completely share your thoughts with me right now. Which I guess is fine, maybe it aligns with the whole introverted horse-loving tall dark and handsome thing you got going for yourself.” You ranted, “but this isn’t how I imagined the end of the shoot going either so we should head out. I feel like we’re being watched.”
“Okay, covergirl.” OJ nudged his head towards the door, waiting for you to fall into step beside him.
Both of you cautiously stepped outside to California’s humid air, sunny and as if nothing just occurred. Up ahead you could see Em waiting in the passenger side as you and OJ stood in the parking lot.
“On the bright side…I told you so.”
“Told me what, Odette?”
Keeping your arms folded you smiled, “that we’ll be apart of something much bigger together.”
Spinning you began walking backwards digging into your boot to grab your car keys, “you’re not getting rid of your future wife just yet. You and I both sense that by now don’t we? I’ll see you soon won’t I, Otis?”
OJ wasn’t sure how to answer this as he slowly trailed after you. He just shared a experience that was a bit strange with you and here you were trying to turn this into some possible dating adventure? He didn’t know how to take you so he just tipped the brim of his hat which made you scoff out a laugh, fully turning to your expensive car.
He moved to get into his own truck after he took his eyes off the sway of your hips, beside his sister and started the engine, just as the camera on the fallen traffic light flashed in the dark room.
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Lazy day [K.Y.S.] fluff,smut
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warnings:riding,masturbation,f!reader
lmk if i missed anything
a/n: inspired by this pic🥵
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lazy days with yeosang were always the best. a day full of doing nothing but cuddling while watching tv and shoving food down your gobs. you've come to appreciate the days yeosang had off, and today was no exception
you both sat on your bed in your apartment, watching '365 days'. using the movie to indulge in your favourite pass time, making fun of shitty movies
"oh come on! no one actually talks like that!" you booed the main character and threw popcorn at the laptop screen. yeosang chuckled and added to your commentary "if real people were like that the world would burn" you laughed at his comment and nodded, continuing your short commentaries throughout the movie on how bad and unrealistic it was.
as you rached into the popcorn bowl you relaized that there was no popcorn left. you put the bowl onto yeosang's lap and gave him your signature puppy eyes
"yeah yeah, i know baby" he kissed your forehead and got up to get more popcorn. you directed your focus back to the screen and and actually tried paying attention to what was happening. wrong timing however because the main character was suddenly being impaled by a cock
it caught you slightly off guard and made you slightly flustered you tried distracting yourself with the suddenly very interesting floorboards. her moans were all you could hear and the only thing you could think about was yeosang doing that to you
fucking you into oblivion like he always does and making your legs go weak. you looked at the door and back at the screen 'okay this will be quick, in and out' you told yourself as it if we're a heist mission. you put your hand inside your underwear snd surprisingly you were already very wet.
you rubbed your clit and spread your essence all over your pussy and quickly inserted a finger. you and no time to waste so you curled your finger against your spot for a quick and easy release. the sudden stimulation however was a lot for you, your back arched away from the bed and your fingers were very deep inside yourself. if you continued thinking about yeosang you would cum soon
you kept going and going and you were almost there, you could already see stars. until the door opened. "so needy from one little sex scene hm?" you moaned at his deep voice as it travelled to your ears. you nodded, eagerly awaiting his touch
"please sangie, need you" you whimpered, and in moments he was already sitting next to you, pulling you up to straddle him. he pulled you into a deep and lustful kiss. it made you feel hot and relieved
you grinded on his bulge through his sweatpants and held onto his shoulders, whimpering in his ears. "sangie, please" you whispered surprisingly loud enough for him to hear, and he listened
he pulled his dick out of his pants and stroked it a few times, soft groans and precum came from him. when he was satisfied he inserted it inside you, making you moaned loudly. he felt so good nestled inside you, so big and hard you couldn't stay still so you immediately started rocking back and forth
you held onto each other tightly and embraced the way you both felt. him, hard and pulsing and you, tight and warm. both of you adapted to each others pace, leaving kisses and licks on each others skin until both of you reached your highs at the same time
you both lay down cuddling each other as his dick was still inside you. "let me stay in you while we sleep?" he asks, still whispering. you nodded and held him tight as you went to sleep in your lovers arms.
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a/n: ik its not that good but i mean i wasn't really trying😭 head empty, filled with sang
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cozy-possum · 2 years
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Love Death and Robots ‘Season’ 3
Overall thoughts (spoiler free) and per episode (spoilers) below the cut
Overall:
Much preferred the varied visuals to the second season, it felt like there was so much obvious cgi/3d stuff in the second one many blended together. Each of the stories were interesting and captivating in their own way. I enjoyed bringing back the robots from series one. The soundtrack for all the shorts was really good
Trigger warnings: 
Three robots (dead bodies, dried blood, doomsday prepers)
Bad Travelling: Blood, gore, dead bodies, mutilation, murder, vomit
The Very pulse of the machine: Gore, dead body, blood, hallucinations, unreality, space
Night of the mini dead: sex, blood, zombies, death, war, nuclear threat
Kill team Kill: nuditiy, war, guns/weapons, blood, dead bodies
Swarm: Aliens, bugs (bug like aliens mostly beetle-esque) trypophobia, sex, body horror, blood, gore, vomit
Mason’s rats: Rats, guns, war, blood, dead bodies (rats) flashing lights (lasers) alcohol
In Vaulted Halls Entombed: war, guns/weapons, fighting, spider/bugs, gore, blood, body horror
Jibaro: Unreality, blood, violence, drowning, screaming/distorted sounds, reching/gagging, death, assault, gore
Three Robots: Exit Strategies: I enjoyed the tour around the various survival attempts of humans in the post-apocalyptic world. The humor and little digs at humans was cute and clever, a few of them could have been left off. Love how that one robot kept switching his hat. I also enjoyed how Elena clearly wasn’t as aware enough to know they were other robots. ‘Democratic cannibalism’ that’s an interesting concept, did they have reports on who was doing the best/worst? would it have gone farther than the secretary of Agriculture? Why is this US based, would love to see them going to other parts of the world at some point
Bad Travelling: Very visibly dark, made it hard to focus on the short. Enjoyed that the ‘monster’ was a big crab, it makes sense for it being in the ocean, can all of them speak like the one on the ship? I really liked the animation for this one. While very obvious cgi/3d it felt similar to the Secret wars from season one. Okay the little baby thanopods were cute. Did enjoy the twists of everyone voting x and Torrin blowing up the ship at the end really interesting.
The Very pulse of the machine: Not a huge fan of the people animation it looked like someone was trying to go for the ‘comic book’ angle but the lines felt too thin combined with the 3d made it look bulbous, the backgrounds and the elctromagnetic/hallucinations are beautiful. So they’re on Io one of Jupiter’s moons, it looks pretty cool. I do enjoy Martha casually arguing with Burton to start the ‘hallucination’ part. Relly enjoyed the ending and the surreal visuals they added.
Night of the mini dead: okay hands down fav episode, I have a weakness for minatures IS THIS A MODEL RAILWAY/TOWN IM GONNA DIE HAPPY NOW, the hockey scene made me cry laughing, in fact this whole short did, the little high pitched helium voices got me THE POPEMOBILE!!!!! the garbage truck zombie killer, ahh toxic waste zombies niceeeee; not the penguins 😭
Kill team Kill: Like the animation style, enjoyed the idea of the terminator grizzly bear, maars-bot is great it’s like stabby on steroids, it was an okay action short, the animation style is what saved it for me, not very interesting otherwise
Swarm:  Ooo centuar aliens they look soft, like a peach. The animation is that hyper realiztic 3d/cgi which I’m not a fan of for humans. I do love a good swarm/hivemind concept, and i’m digging the various alien species seen so far, also hell yeah space fungi!! Not surprised that the swarm took over a human, similar to the thanopod from Bad Travelling, fun horror concept; “intelligence is not a winning survival trait” thats a raw ass quote my dude
Mason’s rats: If Chicken Run and the Rats of NIMH were squashed together but Scottish and with a slightly ‘happier’ ending than i was expecting (well i saw the twist but nice to know it happened) really enjoyable and cute premise and ending
In Vaulted Halls Entombed: more hyper realistic cgi/3d, still not my fav for humans; feeling very generic war/action scene with like ‘spooky elder god’ to mix things up; digging the little spider things, the little faces they had was a cool touch, didn’t really care for the whole “elder god brings vision of end of world thing”
Jibaro: Visually chaotic, there’s a lot going on, cgi and sharp movements and shaky cam all gave me a headache, the cgi of the people got a little too distorted (although I suppose thats the point) the fashion was cool though, although I felt it could have been far shorter, i liked the twist of him gaining his hearing back as a punishment of sorts for what he’d done
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Wally anon: Oh no.💔 Then let's just ignore that one. Yupppp. You fr have. to gag him sometimes just because he's THAT loud. But, mhm mhm @ the lower grunts as a dom. It's cause he has more control than in his subby state where he's almost completely lost to the feeling. Oh, he absolutely would. It'd remind him of the feeling of sucking your dick, so his own muffled sounds would make him even harder (he always instantly. gets the most raging boner when sucking you off). And, how could I forget allllll the different types of edible lube (which would all run out by the time both of you were done 🥴).
(My mind went to the same thing dhdjd). It would BY FAR be the most ridiculous attempt at a roleplay & would quickly devolve in both of you laughing at how silly it all was.
It's just that a revenge motive has to REALLY hit right for me to be like, "Okay, points were made" & it just did not feel like it aligned with all the holiday/carving/dinner table iconography. Just a big disconnect there. I wonder what Ryan's motive would be if he's involved since he already has Jessica. Definitely something worth thinking about. (lollllll @ out, very apt) Gotcha @ Zed, though. I can see it based on the extremely limited knowledge I have of those movies. Will keep your recommendation in mind & hope it won't be too. bad if I do end up watching. 👍(kdhdjdk I wondered. if I should specify but that's Ryan Phillippe's character in Cruel Intentions, very much the rich playboy type & a deeply. horny movie)
Exactlyyyy. It all lines up (just like his dick going into your...😳).
As you should be! 🙌 The pool scene was fr one of the greatest gifts the show gave us cause he just looks SO good there (but lol, I know, the sunglasses don't make the most sense, but I'll go with it cause he's hot enough to ignore something like that 🫠). Nah, I get what you mean by saying that. It gives you an advantage to find him if he isn't immediately popping up beside you. 👍
Yesss. I was so. happy cause I was rooting for her as soon as she was announced for Thanks cause I know a lot of people were clowning her for HAT, but like you said, she r e a l l y could not help how that movie turned out. And now she's proved them all wrong! 🥳 hddjjd exactlyyyy. Like, there is zero. point where we, as an audience, understand what Jessica saw in him or why they're teaming up for most of the movie cause the chemistry was just...not. there. And his whole "Oh, I'm such a broody bad boy who's gonna get mad cause my ex I ghosted for a year is dating someone new" routine got old soooo fast. 😴 Yupyupyup & one of THE funniest moments in the entire movie is when he just like...passive aggressively flops Bobby's jacket off of Jessica when she rushes up to him. It's such a subtle thing, but killed me soooo much in the theater. 😭
Oh, yeah, you had a FULL plate, so no wonder.💔 I guess you could say all your hard work paid off. 🫡 Will send a few more by later. Want to make sure I think up enough variety for these various scenarios (& give Ryan a little more attention since we've mainly been focusing on Wally lollll).
Ugh, soooo good just thinking of it. 😮‍💨 And you know the only reason he even works out is so that he can show off for you. Very much a seduction tactic. 🤫 (And there's sometimes where he loves to just...leave the shorts on & pull his dick out from the leg to fuck you without even removing anything cause he's SO hard & horny & can't even waste a second on getting naked, he has to fuck you NOW).
It’s all good LMAO and fitting since… is it controversial to say he’d love like sour gummy worms?? maybe i’m just biased. Yeah his big mouth is good at being vocal and sucking dick (no offense Milo, your mouth is gorgeous sksjs) That’s why it’s perfect to have him sucking you while you finger/tease his hole, because it adds to the feeling you get and he gets to be as loud as he wants. There is no wrong noises his mouth can make when they’re vibrating against your shaft fr. (To the edible lube, I totally agree🫡 that bottle would be gone after one session from using it all over each other)
Exactly!! And it wouldn’t kill the mood, just lighten it from the serious sexiness lmaooo
Yeah I don’t think of pregnancy and marriage with Thanksgiving tbh… (unless ryan’s stuffing me with his dick and baby gravy for thanksgiving🫣) Ryan’s motive could just be that he wants to keep Jessica to himself (but it wouldn’t work, i just love men in masks and the one Wally edit I saw that did a “what if he was ghostface…” didn’t hit the same as Ryan being the killer in this movie.) Cool cool with Zed, I’d write for him just like Wally (and I was gonna do a halloween crossover for double milo🤭 because they could both be on fatal football teams that face off every october 31st, ending with us being the real winner of all of that😩) And yessss that’s totally Josh, but way less complex because he was in like 3 episodes skhskaja
He’s probably a lineman on the football team because he knows to line up that dick just fine…😮‍💨
Milo makes anything work on him, even sunglasses indoors. And yeah maybe I need to write about that too… I got lots to write about 😛 The smell is like a geolocation LMAO
LMAOOO i didn’t see that but since it’s on digital I’ll keep an eye out for it when I rewatch the movie🤭 Yeah I got tired of Bobby fast because he was just another red herring and love interest that didn’t excite me. Ryan had the benefit of already dating Jessica by the time the movie had started, so I was already more invested in their relationship over anything else. Plus, I loveeee how he was into her when she was with someone else and just got what he wanted after Bobby left. King deserves it all frrrr
Don’t worry!! Any Milo character is perfect🖤 and Wally’s fitting for most asks because that’s who we started with, but I won’t object to giving Ryan some love too!! And it did, passed all my classes and got back into the writing swing with my month-long break😮‍💨
He definitely interrupts workouts by workout out only in those shorts. Back to the teasing you in class thing from a few asks ago, this could be another way he does it. Where he’s sitting in a chair (it not breaking, thankfully) and he’s sliding the leg of his shorts up to look like they’re just bunched up from sitting down, but he’s really just letting the growing heat that’s pressing against his thighs pulse and snake out like a tease. And pulling his dick out from the bottom of his shorts is sooo🫣😮‍💨 lazy fucking ftw
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Trick or treat! 🐈‍⬛
Omggg, I'm so sorry I'm late! I'm terrible! I would unload all my leftover candy on you if I could! 😭🤣
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I'm trying to think of something creative to give you for a treat, but I'm coming up blank. Then I started re-reading some WIPs, trying to figure out which one sucks the least to finish, and I came across a scene that made me LOL and I don't remember writing it so I'm going to share it with you.🤣🤣🤣
It's from the comedy I was trying to write about Adam having to go golfing on short notice with his boss in order to secure a big deal, and Ronan is super-awesome helpful, as always. 👍😂
He was reading up on the country club's course on the tablet and watching a golf pro’s instructions on the perfect swing on his laptop when Ronan’s request for FaceTime came through on his phone.
Adam rubbed a hand over his tired eyes and accepted.
“You’re still wearing clothes?” was the greeting that made him sigh loudly.
“We’re not having phone sex tonight, I’m too stressed out.”
“Sex can help with that,” came the reply followed by a loud crunch.
That made Adam look at his phone for the first time then double-take. “Are you really naked, in your childhood bed, eating potato chips while trying to seduce me into phone sex?”
Ronan popped another chip in his mouth and asked crunchily, “Is it working?”
“Not even a little bit,” Adam said dryly. “Unbelievable, Lynch.”
Ronan just shrugged his bare shoulders. “You just get home from work?”
“A little while ago. I’m trying to learn how to play golf.”
“D’you google ‘how to play golf’?”
“Yes, and it was surprisingly unhelpful and overwhelming at the same time. Did you know these assholes say it can take a lifetime to ‘establish the proper swing’? Who the hell has time for that?”
“It’s all a waste of time and money,” Ronan said sagely. “Think of all the sex we could be having while those old rich idiots waste their time on swinging their thing. I’d rather be helping you swing your thing.”
“You know, I have to agree with you there.”
“Maybe they do this rather than having sex with their wives.”
They shared a snicker, then Adam sighed. “There’s too much, Lynch. I can learn the basics on paper, all the terms and technical shit, but I don’t have time to play a round or even schedule a lesson I can’t afford at the country club before we go.”
“What about going to one of those places where you just hit the ball as hard as you can? Gansey took me to one once when we were visiting his family. It was fun until the dude told me I wasn’t supposed to be aiming for the staff cart. How was I to know they weren’t a moving target?”
Adam snorted in amusement despite himself and typed rapidly. “A driving range? That it?”
“Sure,” Ronan said.
“Okay, there’s one right outside of town, and yes! They’re open until seven tomorrow night. I’ll call first thing in the morning and reserve a time. I can maybe get a couple hours in practice. There’s even staff members there, so maybe someone can give me pointers.”
“Great. See, I told you that you’d figure things out. Now, about that sex…”
“Still a no, Lynch."
“Well, how about you keep bitching and complaining and just let me listen and watch.”
Adam narrowed his eyes at him. Ronan raised an eyebrow, unimpressed at his attempt at intimidation. “You really wanna get off to me bitching and complaining?”
“I’ve got nearly a decade’s worth of experience at it. What can I say? You stressing out gets me hot,” Ronan deadpanned.
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storiesofsvu · 2 years
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Well… that was… *something*
Law & order premier event thoughts…
Okay, here we go!
(Fuck i just realized i never did a “what i hope/wish to see this season! I’ll do it after)
oh. Okay. We’re diving *right* into things with Ukraine? 😳 jfc
Cosgrove(?)’s daughter & all this talk about gunshots is terribly foreboding
SNIPED BY DADDY BENSON JEEESUS
I just do not like Cosgrove….
Oh GOD & NOW he’s fighting with Stabler?! We couldnt have gotten through this ep without a “whos dick is bigger” contest, could we? 🙄🙄 like i was *just* gonna say how frank’s acting like stabler & then stabler shows up… ugh. Bring daddy benson back pls
Ayannaaaaaaa lookin like a SNACK as per usual!😍
This “crossover” really is more like a 3hr movie. First 30mins moved pretty slow like the OG l&o vibes… now we’re into the OC feels. Where are my svu babies? Bring them in pls.
I cant decide whether this CI is a complete idiot or a genius.
Why are we being forced to deal with so many low neck, chest exposed outfits for stabler 🥴
Oh so we’re putting Amanda in oversized blazers this year?
Watching them do raids on l&o after watching so much Chicago pd is just pathetic. Like, they’d lose so many cops with how bad it is.
I’m sorry. But if i was going to raid a house of a very dangerous criminal… i’d put my hair up to make sure i could SEE what i was doing…
Loving this style update for Jet😍
Did ANYONE think the CI was gonna make it through the ep?? Like cmon that was obvious
There was 3:44min left on the timer & that was WAY less than that….
Are velasco & fin just like, kickin it back at the precinct watching tv or something rn?!
Yessssssss Sam is here now! 😍😍
But also hate the other ada
Wait… this perp (in pt3) has DEFINITELY been on svu before… he sold liv & elliot a baby… right?!
Sir… you are sitting like a lesbian…
WOW we just jumped two months!!
Where TF is carisi??
AMANDA ROLLINS IS ANTI TAYLOR SWIFT??!! I *NEVER* WOULD HAVE THOUGHT! Like she would be the number 1 swiftie…
FUCK.
Okay like i KNEW something like this was probable because dw wanted her killed off BUT COULD WE GET THROUGH A SEASON OPENER WITH**OUT** SOMEONE IMPORTANT GETTING SHOT??!!
Carisi’s gonna show up now, right??
UGGGHH PEEEETTEERR YOUR ACTING!!??? GOOD GOD. JUST SO SCARED & worried & 🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭
Wtf is this jacket olivia has on? I cant tell whether its leather or denim or leather posing as denim??!
Liv did what was right. Putting nicole out of harms way was way better than making her testify when she’s already almost been killed multiple times.
Oh fuck you mccoy
How is NO ONE from the da’s office even TALKING about/worried about rollins?!
THANK YOU SAM!!! I KNEW I LIKED YOU BETTER THAN ANYONE ON THIS DAMN SHOW (also she’s looked *bomb* in every outfit so far..)
I feel like we might be starting to learn more about Sam’s history/childhood thanks to this ep? Or like, this might be hinting at some future character arc?
UCK. I literally just said “at least elliot’s gone” and WOW he feels the need to come back…
There are TEN mins left & we still havent gotten an update on amanda??!! Come ON
Yo, dick wolf, tell me you hate amanda rollins without telling me you hate amanda rollins 😒😒😒
ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?! The crap scenes we GOT instead of:
a panicked emotional carisi at the hospital, a sympathetic & just as worried liv who’s trying to hide it to be the bigger supporter, a worried fin who’s watched her take a bullet already!! The REUNION & relief when they’re told she’s out of surgery & going to be totally fine. The CONVERSATION between amanda & sonny, the heartfelt confessions of how scared they were to lose each other, how carisi was internally freaking out about the girls and legally who would take care of them if amanda died, and how it should be him over anyone from her family. How the only thing aside from the girls amanda could think of was that she wished she had told sonny she wanted to be with him forever, be the dad to her girls, how life is short & they’d wasted enough time already. Followed by an untraditional proposal, one that neither of them expected & sonny doesnt even have the ring, but they agree to marriage anyways. FOLLOWED by liv, fin, velasco, jessie & billie coming into the room in a big happy found family wrap up…
Brb… just wrote a one shot that was better than the wrap of this damn episode.
Ugh 🙄🙄🙄
@bookpillows here ya go
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honeystwiggypeach · 2 years
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I was checking your masterlist and realized that you also write for boko no hero but sadly there’s only a few ones, so maybe I was thinking that you could perhaps write a scenario where the boys are in a fight and then they find out that their missing gf was not actually missing and she became part of the LoV so they have to fight her or smth.
Have a nice day 💗
Bestie you’re so smart for this wth😭😭like this is so good I love you for this one!!!(also writing reader as being hypnotized because I’d sob if this wasn’t🥰🥰)tysm for requesting pls let me know if you want more
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Tw- I cannot write fight scenes so they’re uhmmm not written😭I mention them! Readers technically kidnapped, she doesn’t really know it, angst fluffy ending ish, let me know if I missed something!!
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When Kirishima had seen you standing there as you clutched your shoulder he was shocked. Where’s you come from…he thought you were a hallucination. It was odd seeing you stand in the crumbling building and dust looking just the same as you had the day you disappeared.
Your eyes have lost their light. Kirishima noticies that as you stare at him through your lashes, he’s carrying you to the ambulance but he can’t bring himself to even set you down.
When you regain consciousness you’re sat in the hospital and you reach for your arm. Immediately a familiar red head gently stops you from touching.
“Don’t touch it’ll hurt” his voice is different it’s scratchy and hoarse different from its usual silky smooth tone.
“What happened why’re we here? I want to go home…” he listens to the way your voice crackles and the tears well in your eyes.
“Where is home to you y/n?” He snaps, surely after months of being gone you don’t expect his home to be your home.
You blink slowly as you rub your temples, you’ve got a massive headache.
The nurse walks in and announces the news that is both horrible and a life savor, telling you that you’d been under a mind control and hypnotic quirk for the past few months.
Kirirshima once again breaks down that night when you fall into a deep sleep.
Of course your idea of home was with him, he can’t believe he’d doubted you!
He felt sick to his stomach when he relized he was the one who’d injured you in the fight, of course you tried comforting him telling him it wasn’t his fault he hadn’t known it was you after all but the guilt only lessened slightly, of course the guilt never seemed to go away for either of you.
But in the end you got your happily ever after, a short while after returning you’d gotten married wanting to waste no time, and you’d even had the most precious baby girl who look a lot like her daddy.
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Let me know if you want to see anything else because I’d love to write requests!!
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#writers on tumblr
Going what is intended to be a maybe 1 or 2 hour story ramble that had a set purpose. Start talking about situations, forgetting or being caught in the midn as you record or just ramble to think through the story. End up going past two hours as you describe only to yourself for notes intricate plot details, random facts on other characters, or more world building. Next you check another two hours goes but you are on such a streak you promise to go and get soemthingntoneat to your growling stomach soon as this thought finishes which is almost clearly done. But then over explaining the plot to no one but yourself more of what you know but want recorded down. Going I promise at this time to turn it off. Next you check it's an hour past that point of stop time you set fir yourself. But your finally wrapping it up! Just a little more, few more minutes you tell yourself. Only to check the clock realizing there is no stop and it's agin two yours since you made that comment this sesh keeps going what you were enar wrapping up only found a way to add m.j ro plotted scenes to your mind and dekwelling on what if scenarios for a story that hasn't yet been released.🤣😂
Literally describes me making recorded note from 8:40 PM-6:40 AM.🤣😂😅😭😢
I've got a headache now!!! It worries me that my recording program says only 3:47 (hrs/min) but it was continually recording. Makes me wonder if I missed and or wasted more talking and it will come out as jibberish.😢😭😅😂🤣
Heres the art work that kept me company during these long periods.
Note comic is not the actual comic, but another proof of concept to a later scene I wanted to play around with for some time now, and I'm near writting the chapter out for, fully. I've written certain scenes for it throughout to keep plot details consistent of what has to happen. Before I have written it. Although most of the outline has been written story elements ahve changed from my initial outline. Just was jotting down on paper before I tried anything with it digitally.
This is mostly a mess & not in anyway my best drawing (looking to the weird outstretched hand. That was just a random quick drawing without reference jsut trying tonmoce through the drawing quick. But leaving enough deletsik for me to hbderstandbthebintetion should I go with the same story movement here when implementing the chapter. This was me just trying out a few things I wanted to see out on paper to make sure what I was seeing in my head would translate well in a comic. Not all are detailed slides but with enough detail to what I for myself am going for and wanting at said times to understand with a quick glance.
E.g the quickly drawn hand is so not the best drawn hand just a quick render to know what I wanted. Or for reference I had one short box presenting a dark area of thhe short dialogues pacing between frames. This I later returned and drew the figures standing instead over the current dialogue given instead the same impression the short dialogue gave using perspective to shape this and drawing over dialogue that may be unnecessary. But instead make it in between two more prominent frames a similarly long one added pulled back image of the scene. Allowing for more emotion to be felt through the black space surrounding the characters.
Similarly in my first proof of concept I hinted to a while bsck in a previous update shwoing some images from it. Where elements have since been added like this change and added slides as it is like yg to make it into the story, but the concept remained to ensure the way I was intending things would work to be added. But it in itself may be as is or in an adapted way make it in the comic or stay outside it maybe to be posted as a side story alongside a rest period or just something I show later patreons, etc . This is just a frame of reference to use as I get further along and a way for me to ensure directions I'm headed would work in the way I intend.
The below is related to S.T.R.Y.
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