#ᶻz asks

[eph3merall]

i LOVE LOVE LOVE your writing and was wondering if you could make a fic or blurb of dealer!chris based on the song hotel by montell fish please 😊

hi lovey, thank u so much !!! ive actually never written something based off a song before so constructive criticism is always welcome for these prompts. had a few ideas for this but i ran with this one. let me know if this was okay/if u arent the biggest fan of my writing like this :)

cw ; small lil mentions of drugs

not proofread ...

when i met you in that hotel room,

i could tell that you were so bad news.

but i keep messin' with ya, messin' with ya,

and now you're messin' with me, messin' with me.

—

chris' hands roam your body, the same expert fingers you saw just earlier rolling a few joints. adorned in rings that are cold to your skin, they tug at your hair as little huffs come from his lips with every little kiss passed between the two of you. stumbling feet tripping over one another, hastily removing any articles of clothing the both of you deem to be in the way.

—

i keep goin' back to this hotel room,

i just don't know what the hell to just tell you.

but i love messin' with ya, messin' with you,

girl, are you messin' with me, messin' with me?

—

his hips snap forwards, rough hands gripping the underside of your thighs. the burn in your muscles is starting to become unbearable in the squished position you two are in, but the way chris shoves himself down to the hilt back inside you with each deep thrust compensates for it. your neck is littered with hickeys and small little bruises as you take in gasping breaths of air. the scent of weed is heavily noticeable on chris.

—

this hotel room,

you put me in, my love.

ohh, i, i love you.

you know me, girl,

better than i know myself, my love.

hotel hell.

ooh, you.

—

you lost track of how many rounds chris has gone, if it's even been more than a few. his dick is cramming itself inside your cunt, stuffed full of his cum already. bits of it leak down from your hole, a milky white ring formed around his cock from how you were suctioning him in. his tip hit those spots deep inside your own fingers aren't able to reach, making your head spin.

—

when i met you in that hotel room,

i could tell that you were so bad news.

but i keep messin' with ya, messin' with ya,

and now you're messin' with me, messin' with me.

—

chris sinks his fingers deep in you, the same ones you saw earlier place a pill on a pretty girl's tongue. the same long fingers you eyed sorting crisp bills curled inside you, a long moan coming from your lips which only prompted a groan from the dealer. his eyes were heavy as he watched your pussy suck his fingers in, feeling your gummy walls clench around his digits. maybe it's his way of repaying you, after you drooled around his cock so prettily earlier.

—

i keep goin' back to this hotel room,

i just don't know what the hell to just tell you.

but i love messin' with ya, messin' with you,

girl, are you messin' with me, messin' with me?

—

it was just a one night stand. there wasn't much going on besides sex, the aftercare chris gave you was incredibly underwhelming—if it could even be called that. chris made you cum. you made chris cum. it wasn't exactly intimate. not like you were clasping hands with him, intertwining your fingers sensually. it wasn't like there were any soft-spoken words uttered that night. a singular "i love you" had fallen from the dealer's lips, except not in the way a man would tell her girlfriend or wife. it wasn't sweet or soft, there wasn't much of anything besides lust.

—

©eph3merall 2024

[hrlyqueen]

⠀are you there ? —

Kylie, bodily 17! She/he/it lesbian. more info here!

[miffurii]

eunhwi will be the death of me i'm so fr. he's so much taller than me... and his voice... i could go on about that for so long actually. his voice was made for dirty talk. being all condescending, laughing at you when you can barely take him.. and honestly i feel like he'd be kind of a perv.. 🫣 won't elaborate too much on that one as i may go on for way too long but god i need him

-🍰

hi 🍰 anon!!! i’m a little late but, youre actually on to something🤭

eunhwi, his voice AND height difference?!?! recipe for the kinkiest sex ever.

eunhwi, being the guy he is, fingers you nice and slow to your dismay. laughing with a low chuckle when you whine at the slow pace he says, “aw, baby what’s wrong? i have to get you ready for the real thing. now be patient or else you’ll be in big trouble.” then when he feels like your ready he’ll slowly start to push his cock in your tight hole only for you to whine and grab at his wrist on your waist. “princess, you were being very impatient when i was prepping your pretty little cunt and now you act like you can’t take me. what a shame.” eunhwi says with a fake pout.

going onto the size difference i feel like eunhwi would fuck his s/o while she’s pinned against the wall so the size/height difference can be emphasized. pinning you against the wall facing him, he’d cage you in with both of his arms. “baby you’re so small compared to me.” he’d says while groping your hips. “how about i fuck you against this wall, hm?” he’d give you a smirk while inching his hand towards your heat. while fucking you against the wall he’d easily pick you up without a struggle, and hit places in your cunt you didn’t know he could hit. (i can go on & on but i’ll stop here😩)

[shougojo]

hi guys :D

[heavenpedia]

opinions on my new wife (billy kid from zenless zone zero)

who

searches it

OH THE ONE FROM THAT CARTOONY ASS SHIT HOYOVERSE GAME, im not surprised u computer kisser

[hoardingsoap]

how in the WORLD did you get your blog to post once every ten minutes that's incredible

:0 the petrichorvoices aka radiomogai in the flesh!? sending an ask on my hoarding blog!? /pos

anyways, it's because of the queue 2.0 which you can enable in tumblr labs. then you can control the queue a bit more. this is what mine looks like! :D

you can't do it on the app though, so you'd have to do this on desktop, or in the browser of your phone.

also, happy new years, Radio! :3

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[linyki]

writing summaries for fics r even harder than writing the fic itself ??? i spent 2 hrs writing 2 small blurbs 😁🤞🤞 ALSO im getting picked up at 7am to line up for good ol’ krispy kreme donuts and it’s 3am rn this is not okay ahaha ha ha ha

[brightslde]

one of my fave things about tom is how verbose and articulate he is, particularly when he's insulting someone "ludicrously capacious bag" and more -- but when someone really hurts him he struggles to convey that hurt. he keeps it as straightforward and clearcut as possible. like in the tomshiv beach scene. "i wonder if the sad i'd be without you, would be less than the sad i get from being with you." (still verbose, but he struggles to get it all out. verklempt.) and he struggles again, in the tomgreg saferoom scene. "this is, not a good feeling you're making me feel, greg." "yeah. i'm feeling .. i'm just feeling, a little bit, you know?"

[eph3merall]

https://www.tumblr.com/eph3merall/757482194719621120/toxicchris

Please make a part 2 😭😭😭😭😭😭

didnt know how to make a pt 2 to this tho bc i had like NO ideas so hopefully this can suffice 🙁

. . . ( pt 1 )

maybe chris was going just slightly crazy. the second you walked out that door he felt part of his heart get dragged along with you, he just didn't realize it. because you were just another girl, right? there wasn't anything particularly special about you.

maybe he chose to actively ignore the way you were always so thoughtful and sweet and patient. god, patience definitely did not run thin with you, how you always kept waiting and waiting with hope that chris would like you back. that he would magically just admit how much you meant to him, even after shaking his head with a chuckle and teling you the same things over and over again. 'y'aren't anything special, sorry babe. don't go gettin' upset since i don't like you back, okay? remember, 'cus— 'cus i told you you're jus' another girl.'

it was hard to just forget you. how could he, with the lego set you guys built together sitting proudly on his shelf? how could he just forget, with some of your things still littering his room even after he tried cleaning just so he didn't find any of your hair ties or tubes of lip gloss.

chris' heart felt heavy in his chest. he couldn't just linger on the thought of you forever though, which is why he found himself at a party. another party, which means another girl that would probably end up in his bed for the night, and another girl who would probably end up crying over the fact chris wanted nothing serious.

the pretty blonde that perches on his thigh currently is running manicured nails up his chest, purring in his ear and pressing glossy lips to his jawline that was littered with a light stubble. despite the grin adorning his face and the way his cock twitched in his jeans at the sight of the girl, she wasn't you.

no one compared to you. he still had the beaded bracelet you gifted him sitting heavy on his right wrist, the current hand fisting the blonde's hair to arch her back. chris forced himself to focus on the moment, to stop thinking about you and to focus on how nice the girl's pussy gripped his dick.

the night ended with chris showering and laying on his bed with a joint in his hand. he used to share a smoke with you at times, when things got a little too rough and the high was a nice escape from reality. his chest felt heavy, and he wasn't even sure why. was it so hard to admit that he missed you? there was nothing particularly special about you at all, you were just another girl that happened to get caught in chris' web.

in the middle of blowing out a ring of smoke, his phone chimed on his nightstand. for a second his heart jumped, maybe you reached out to him. maybe you apologized and would finally realize that he wasn't the bad guy here. that you were already on your way over. unlocking his phone proved to be a disappointment however, the notification coming from a random girl's number he didn't even remember adding.

chris hasn't blocked your number yet. he isn't sure if you deleted his, but he could assume you probably did with how upset you were when you left. that didn't stop him from sending you a text. his thumb was hitting the 'send' button before realizing what he was doing.

you didn't expect to get a text tonight. cuddled up in bed with a bunch of blankets and some snacks, laptop flipped open to netflix to binge a show you were currently interested in. when you reached for your phone, your face twisted into one of confusion, surprise, and then annoyance at the contact name you renamed 'don't answer'.

"i told you we're over, chris. i don't get why you want to talk things out— no, no you made it clear i was just another girl, right? you didn't give a fuck about that promise—" an argument sparked up and you were yelling into the speaker of your phone not long after, tears burning your eyes out of anger.

and even then chris was asking matt for a quick ride, holding his phone away from him as he told his brother that he'd make things right. he really just wanted to get rid of that stupid feeling in his chest though, which is why chris finds himself standing outside your front door.

he's hanging up and knocking, knowing you're pissed off and might slam the door in his face the second you catch a glimpse of his hair or face. and you do almost shut him out, obviously annoyed and shaken up with how fucking foolish he was—but chris is shoving inside and forcing your body into a tight hug.

because he missed you. he isn't admitting it, not now and not ever, but he ignores your screaming and just asks you to listen for a second. he isn't sure what he craves to achieve right now, but all he knows is that he has a little chance to make things better right now.

"i know, i know i was stupid baby. 'm sorry, okay? okay? i— i'm sorry, and i'll make things right, y'hear? if i can jus' stay the night we can go through my phone together n' delete all those girls' numbers, i promise."

and then he's holding his pinkie out to you, vulnerability and a bit of amusement written across his face as the reality of what he's doing finally set in.

was this good.. i like had no idea how to continue w this but anon i hope u enjoyed 😞 not proofread !!! is it js me who cant STAND to reread something youve written over again?? like i will for fics but like. idk.

—

©eph3merall 2024

[ipcventurine]

HHAAIII!! ^O^ can i request an aerith tumblr layout!!!!! :3 please, and thank you!!

i'd love to do this but i have to ask, who is aerith and what media are they from?

[fls-rvl]

ella . she / her . minor . carrd . hq - centric fics .

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© work by fls-rvl. do not edit, repost, rewrite without my permission.

[miffurii]

OH MY GOD A TNX WRITER!!!!! IN THE WILD!! the tnx tumblr content drought is so real thank you so much literally you are going to be a lifesaver 🙏 and this is such good timing because. the jang hyunsoo thoughts have been insane lately. i just need to share these with SOMEBODY because they're driving me insane ㅠ

i don't know if this is just a me thing but. hyunsoo is so fucking hot when he's angry it just makes me feel so 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 in all of the game/challenge content he always gets annoyed with the others so easily and the way his face looks and how his tone changes !?!!!?! even if it's in like a playful manner the thought of it drives me crazy like. i want to get him pissed off on purpose just to see what he'd do to me 😵‍💫 i want him to take it out on me pleasepleaseplease ㅠㅠㅠㅠ he's usually such a sweetie and so nice but i want to make him mad at me and hear him say the meanest things about me in THAT VOICE!! (don't know how to describe it but best example of all this in general is the move era mafia dance video @ 10:35 good god 😮‍💨) i'd let him do what he wants to me until he's satisfied.......

i have quite a lot more thoughts to say the least. mostly about him but hwi and junhyeok have been so 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 lately you know. i won't put all of that here because this is long enough already but maybe ! someday ! once again thank you for writing for tnx you're like a god among men

hi 🍰 anon!! i’m so happy you shared this.

i would love to hear more about your thoughts on hwi and junhyeok bc this is amazing!!

this just brought something ferral out of me & i can’t even put it into words 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 but i’ll try..

hyunsoo using his s/o in every and any way he can as a stress relief is such a vibe. grunting and moaning in their ear saying dirty things about how much he loves being stuffed inside her pussy. !stressed/angry pussy drunk hyunsoo would be such a blessing. him incoherently saying how much he loves using her like a toy and a stress relief & how much he loves her cunt😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 also going on to say “i love how slutty you become whenever im fucking you so good you can’t even remember your name.. all your little head can think about is my thick cock so deep in that pretty pussy of yours..” “my slut.. my beautiful cock slut..” 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 omfg!!!!! i need him so bad😭😭

[paw-padss]

honestly w the hc thing im just trying out different characters and getting a feel for how i like writing them

[heavenpedia]

STJOP HALF MY FRIENDS/MOOTS HAVE SELFSHIP BLOGS. IF I MAKE ANOTHER. SIGH AND STARES AT MY ALMOST 20 SIDEBLOGS

I USED TO HAVE LIKE 22 DONT WORRY JAJDJS

also do want, AS MUCH BLOGS AS U NEEED

[2kiran]

ftm!simon getting frustrated because m!reader only fucks his ass as a punishment for simon distracting him during a meeting 🙏🙏

also, his hand is pushed away every time simon tries to rub his clit or finger himself because he can't take being neglected for so long

“ 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 ”

◜ᐢ..ᐢ◝ ᶻz ➜ he’s a huge distraction that needs to be taught a lesson.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𖤐 pairing ☆ ftm!simon “ghost” riley x dom!m!reader ˖ ࣪ ˖ cw ıllı mean!reader. flashback. brat taming. anal sex. orgasm delay. ⪩⭔⪨

“Fuck— just, baby, please!”

Simon grasped the sheets tightly, uncontrollable groans seeping from his throat like a faucet. The smirk he wore wasn’t present, far from it. His pussy fluttered around nothing as your cock bullies into his other hole. It was his fault.

“Any questions?”

It was around 2200 hours, if you remember correctly. An unusual hour for a meeting. Your eyelids were heavy and your muscles screamed. Back aching from exhaustion. You barely had a wink of sleep, ripped from your grasp when Simon knocked on your door to rise you for the current debrief. Surely, Price could have asked for this the next day, but he insisted to have it now. “No, sir.” Your reply rasped out of your throat, hand coming around your neck to rub away the tension.

That brain of yours was silent, ears muffling out the words that were being spoken. Somehow, Gaz and Soap still had energy. They teased you a little bit for your lack of focus, but they were cut short by your captain. Your eyes were quickly drooping, so quick to fall asleep, any moment now.

Not until you felt a hand on your thigh.

You tense, glancing only to see that it belonged to Simon.

He wasn’t looking at you. Like it wasn’t intentional. You knew that it wasn’t the case, he knew what he was doing. It’s probably just his way to make you pay attention, right?

No. It was far from that.

His intentions were made clear when it slowly, oh so slowly, crept up. Fingers on the inner side, close to your crotch. “Ghost,” You hiss, sending him a glare. He was beside you, skull-patterned glove hidden beneath the table. The grip he had on your thigh tightened, squeezing the flesh.

The quietest, similar to a whisper, of a hum resonated from his chest. It was an acknowledgement. You knew he wouldn’t listen.

Now here he was, forced to just take it. This was a different form of pleasure. Not enough. “More, need more,” you scoff, dragging your hips back. “More?” mockingly, you slammed back in, “You need more, don’t you? So fuckin’ greedy.” he yelps, tears flooding his eyes but he blinks them back. Still somewhat stubborn. “I’m sorry.” he whispers, so softly, like he didn’t mean it. In spite of his apology, his hand snakes down to rub at his clit.

Harshly, the back of your hand meets his palm. Pushing it away. “What was that?” you thrust, uncaringly. Reveling in the surprised gasp he gifts you. “I’m sor—” he cuts himself off with a yelp when you harshly thrust into him again, “I’m sorry!”

“Uh, uh.” you take both of his wrists and pin them above his head, “You’re sorry? For what?” he whimpers, the brattiness in him melting into desperation. “I’m sorry...nggh! f-for distracting you. Please, baby. I can’t.” Good answer, but you can’t simply give in. Yet. “You can,” a kiss was pressed to his cheek. “Just a little more, yeah?”

He shouldn’t be as wet as he is from that.

A nod was all you received, and all that you needed. With every movement forward, his clit caught onto the fabric below. If he angled himself just right, he’d be able to—

Your hand wrapped around his thigh, moving him in order for him to lay on his side. His leg was in the air, cock still pounding into his hole. In this position, he couldn’t experience the pleasure he yearned for. He didn’t need you there. A frustrated whimper left him, frowning when he attempted to rock into nothing. You were close, but he wasn’t. “Love,” he called, a moan following. “Shit, ‘m close.” you warn, that wasn’t the response he was looking for. It only caused him to try to escape your hold on his wrists, yet to no avail. He wanted you in his greedy cunt, not there. It wasn’t fair, he only wished for your attention.

Simon garbled in between a loud gasp and a choked moan when he felt your fingers plunge into him without any resistance, given to he was soaking. “That what you wanted?” your hips was flush against his, halting as your cock leaks of cum into his gaping hole.

“Y-yeah— oh, yes, fuck!” He clamped around you — both on your cock and fingers. You pull out along with your digits, leaving him oozing with cum and on the brink of a climax. He let out a cry, head moving towards you to ask why, he was right there.

“Keep that in, ‘kay? I have somethin’ to finish.”

Deity, he hates how you’re so effortlessly infuriating.

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓