#💭—rambles.

[deviouz]

jason todd who fucks you harder when you try to refrain from making any little sound, any lewd facial expression, any telling that he’s got you practically soaking his cock with your arousal. you might try to hold back from letting him know just how well he’s fucking you, but your eyes always tell. they get glazed over and half-lidded with blown out pupils. god, there’s nothing he adores more than seeing them widen, seeing tears well up in your waterline after a particularly well placed thrust.

he’ll cage you in between his arms and look deep into those pretty eyes with a smug smirk plastered on his face, give you no where to look but at him. he’s got your body shuddering with every thrust, hands desperately grasping anywhere but him to find reprieve, but that plan inevitably falters. arms wound around his shoulders, body bucking upwards with every punctuated thrust, jason finally manages to break you. he’s got you damn near screaming on his cock in a matter of no time, and he couldn’t be more pleased with himself.

[yourtwistedlies]

find yourself a partner who loves you as much as percy jackson loves annabeth chase (difficulty level: impossible)

[okiroash]

I'd do more but suddenly my brain pooped out.. maybe another day!!

felt rlly ill abt him today so I had to write it down..

[e-hibiscus]

Pardon me being in my plushie era, but listen to the ramblings of a delusional Arle lover

Making a plushie for Arlecchino. 🥺 initially she doesn’t know how to react to be given something like this. She just stares at you, not saying a word until you apologize for making a childish gift to which Arlecchino simply shakes her head. Her soft words of reassurance were sweet and she accepted the plush. You can’t really tell if she liked or not.

Rarely is anyone ever allowed in her office; not even the children of the house of hearth. Arle leaves your gift on a shelf, with many other gifts she has been given from the children for whatever reason. Perhaps it was to strengthen her facade as “Father”, but Arlecchino cares deeply– even as the “unfeeling” father figure. Her little collection of gifts are kept neat, clean, and tidy.

Some point down the line, she finds a plushie that reminds her of you, and she gets it, taking it home and setting them next to each other. Arlecchino often finds herself staring at them and every now and again changing the little accessories. A part of her is fond of this activity, especially when it reminds her of you and your love for her. It heals a little bit of her childhood self in a way 🥺

Arle never tells you about it, and you only learn of this when you noticed it there one evening while Arlecchino was working.It was late, so she allows you to come in and accompany her for the night because you’ve missed her. You tell her about your day, and she listens to your words with the utmost attention. However mundane or trivial, Arle just wanted to hear your soft voice.

Arle sets you on her lap so you’re able to cuddle with her while she continues going over her papers. That’s when you notice the two plushies sharing a little coat together as you were dozing off. It makes you melt seeing that Arle treasured it along with all the other knick knacks peoples. However “cold and unfeeling” as Arlecchino portrays herself, you know she’s one to cherish such things.

If she has a nickname for you like dove or bunny, the plushie resembles that aspect. That’s how you pieced together that the plushie was a representation of you. It even had a custom little ribbon like the one she’s gifted you. It’s only if you ask her directly does she mention that plushie reminded her of you. 

[seunghansgf]

Dom Anton eating you out, tying up your legs with pretty pink ribbons and eating you out and overstimming you 🤭🩷

all over you! 🦕ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི : lee chanyoung x reader

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ plot! : anton just wanted to try a little something out on you, but what more fun would it be if he had used bows instead?!

۶ৎ warnings!? : dom & sub dynamics! dumbfication! overstim! rope bunny reader! anton is a TINYYY bit of a meanie here! pet names! pussy eating <3 !

≽^• ˕ • ྀི≼ if u are in anyway, uncomfortable with smut of anton or smut in general, please do not proceed beyond the ‘read more’ ! if you’re aware of what you will be reading then continue and please enjoy!

you weren’t AGAINST the idea of being tied up by your boyfriend, oh never that. but when he had pulled out pink ribbons, your mind has gone in circles like no other, he had never specified what he would be using to tie you up. “do you think you can be a good girl for me tonight, baby?” anton said as he finished up tying the pretty ribbon on your legs, you nodded as you felt your heart palpitate in your chest, you were extremely excited to see what he had in mind of what to do you. “okay, now, you can’t move too much, can you do that for me baby?” he asked again as he unbuttoned his white shirt, oh god he looked so good. he needed this destress and he’s so glad that you are allowing him to do so tonight. you nodded again one last time as you stared at him, he gave his sweet smile before diving his head in between your thighs.

and here you are, on your 5th orgasm of the night, already nearly fucked out by your precious boyfriend. “t-tonnie.. c-can’t..” you whined out as his tongue worked wonders on your clit, his fingers continuously pumping themselves in ‘n out of your pretty cunt, all he did was hum in response, his free hand holding up your legs so he was able to continue. “tonie please..” you begged as your moans had gotten shakier, feeling your 4th orgasm reach closer and closer, oh how good your boyfriend was with his mouth, you wanted to run your fingers through his hair, you really did but he had your wrists tied to the headboard to prevent you from pushing him away. “you can take some more, baby, i know you can.” anton said in that sweet little voice, it was laced with a hint of fake sympathy for you, he knows how to make you melt for him and he will always use it against you.

“b-but.. ‘s too much!” you whined out yet again only to earn a chuckle from anton, his fingers still pumping in ‘n out of you, your moans got higher as his fingers pressed up against that heavenly spot making you arch your back. “it’s never too much baby, just one more, yeah?” he said before burying his pretty face back into your cunt, his tongue lapping and sucking on your folds and clit. you felt yourself shake even more, oh it was just wayy too much for your poor cunt and you know it. anton continued his actions on you, continuously sucking your clit as his fingers ruined you even more. “tonie.. g-gonna cum��� let me cum..” you whined and moaned out to him as he chuckled before speeding up his actions, you had gone dumb and couldn’t coherently think anymore, your orgasm getting so close as if you could explode.

anton lapped his tongue on your folds and pumped his fingers faster, humming against you, you let out a high pitched moan and whine. arching your back as you came one final time on your boyfriend’s face. anton chuckled and slowly pulled out his fingers and licked them clean before cleaning you up with a warm wet towel and untying the ribbons. “you did sooo good, my love.” he said as he finished cleaning you up and fixing his shirt you had been wearing, you can only look up at him and smile shyly before falling asleep in his arms, anton smiled and held you close to him.

“i love you.”

[winterarmyy]

You know what I have been itching to write these days? A people pleaser reader with emotional withdrawal. Like…

All this time Bucky’s been so sweet and doting and she absolutely loves it. I mean it’s new, she’s not used to the princess treatment at all but Bucky makes it feel as if it is only natural for her to feel the butterflies in her chest every second he is near. In past relationships, she was always the one putting in all the effort, bending over backward to meet her partner's needs and keeping the peace. She was the one making sacrifices for the walking red flag she fell in love with. It became second nature to her; she was the caretaker, the fixer, the one who made sure everything was okay, even if it meant neglecting her own feelings.

But with Bucky, it's different. He is the embodiment of a green forest itself. 

Imagine that one day when Bucky came home after a rough mission, he was clearly not okay. She noticed immediately how his eyes, usually bright and full of warmth when he greeted her, were different this time. The usual sparkle, the affectionate heart eyes were replaced by something darker, more distant. His lips were pressed into a thin line, and his brows were furrowed in a way that told her something was wrong. When he walked through the door, there was no familiar rush to scoop her up in his arms, no playful toss onto the bed, and no smothering her with kisses. 

Instead, Bucky barely acknowledged her, walking right past her. He made a beeline to their bedroom, before she could say anything or follow him. She heard the bathroom door slam shut, the sound sharp enough to make her flinch. She tried to stay calm, telling herself it might have been just a loose screw, but deep down, she knew better. Bucky wasn’t feeling his best.

While he was in the shower, she decided to do something to help ease whatever burden was weighing on him. She brewed a pot of warm tea, the kind he always said helped calm his nerves, and prepared a plate of his favourite sweet snacks. She carefully placed them on the kitchen counter, hoping they’d bring him some comfort. But when she went back to their room, her heart sank a little further. Bucky was dressing, his expression still harsh and rigid, the gentleness was nowhere to be seen.

She couldn’t bear the silence between them, the coldness that seemed to have seeped into their usually warm and loving space. So she tried to break it, her voice soft and tentative as she asked, “Are you okay?” Bucky didn’t reply, his back still turned to her as he tugged on his shirt. The tension in the room was cutting, but she tried again, her tone gentle, almost coaxing, “You can tell me anything, you know that, right? I’m here for you.”

But Bucky was resolved to stay in his grumpy shell. When he finally spoke, his voice was deeper, rougher, and laced with an edge that sent a shiver down her spine. “Y/N, please just stop, okay? I don’t need you hovering over me like I'm a damn child. Just leave me alone.”

The words hit her like a punch to the gut. He didn’t shout, not like her exes used to, but the harshness in his tone was enough to scare her. A familiar fear crept up, the kind that made her feel like she might lose him at any moment, just like she had lost others before. Her mind spiraled into self-deprecation, the old voices in her head whispering that she was being annoying, that she needed to know her place, that he was right to push her away. She had overstepped, hadn’t she? She should have known better.

“Okay,” she whispered, the word barely audible as it left her lips. Her eyes, once filled with concern and care, shifted to something else; something colder, almost devoid of any emotion. Bucky noticed the change, but his chaotic mind, swirling with anger and frustration, couldn’t process it fully. So, all he did was watch as she turned and walked out of the room, leaving him alone.

Just as he had asked her to.

Imagine how she shuts herself down from that moment on, as if she went into auto-pilot. She still goes to work, sleep and eat properly, all her daily routine was the same but she completely left Bucky alone. She does not necessarily avoid him, but she didn’t reach for him either. She’d let him touch her, kiss her, but she would never touch him herself, she didn’t seek for him, she didn’t make eye contact unless necessary, and even if he’s close by she’d act as if he is not there and continue doing what she was doing.

It took Bucky a few days to return to his senses. And this dumbass boy thought that she was okay; all because she didn’t avoid him, or glared at him, or yell at him when he apologized. It took him a week after to notice she actually never covered from that night. It was in the little things; the way she no longer met his gaze with the same warmth, how she seemed distant even when she was sitting right beside him, how her smiles never quite reached her eyes anymore. The realisation hit him like a ton of bricks: she had never been okay.

Panic began to well up inside him, gnawing at his insides. He had to fix this, had to make things right. So, he gently sat her down, taking her hands in his. “What’s wrong, doll?” he asked, his voice trembling slightly, fear lacing his words. But when she looked at him, her eyes were dull, empty; so different from the vibrant, loving gaze he was used to.

“Nothing’s wrong, what do you mean?” she replied, her tone flat and devoid of emotion. It was those words, so calm yet so cold, almost robotic. Like she was programmed to reply him as such. And that, shattered whatever composure Bucky had left.

Imagine how hurtful it was to see her like this, he’d grovel like he had never before. But deep down, knowing no amount of ‘sorry’ and sweet words will fix this. So from that day onwards, he’d show how much he loved her through his actions.

He became more attentive than usual to her every need, trying to anticipate what would make her life a little easier, a little brighter. He’d wake up early to make her favourite breakfast, he’d kiss her good morning and good night, but never initiates anything more.

He’d whisper “I love you.” every chance he got. He’d quietly  take on more of the household chores. He’d brush his fingers through her hair as they watched TV together, offering the comfort without expecting anything in return. He was gentle, never pushing her to talk or to be anything other than what she was in that moment.

He’d leave little gestures of love for her to find later; a favourite snack left on her desk, or a small bouquet of flowers on her pillow. He’d  play the songs they used to dance to in the living room, silently inviting her to join him if she felt like it.

But more than anything, Bucky showed his love through patience. He didn’t rush her, didn’t demand that she snap back to who she was before.

And by time, he'd noticed the slight changes. He’d notice how, when he reached out to touch her, she didn’t just tolerate it anymore; she started to lean into his touch, just a little. Her eyes, too, started to change. Where they had once been dull and empty, he began to see the slightest flicker of emotion return.

Sometimes, when he surprised her with a small act of kindness; a cup of tea waiting for her, a blanket draped over her shoulders; her eyes would soften. Bucky also noticed how she began to respond to his presence. When he sat beside her, she would subtly shift closer. She’d linger just a little longer in his embrace when they hugged, and sometimes, she’d even reach out first, tentatively placing a hand on his arm or leaning her head against his shoulder.

These small gestures were like lifelines to Bucky. That she will come back to him, if not now then later. So in the end, he let her heal at her own pace, silently vowing to be there for her, even if it took forever for her to trust him again. 

And yeah, that’s the urge... to write or to read so...

no pressure tags: @sweetiebarnes , @bucksangel , @littlemiss-yeehaw , @flowersforbucky , @dearest-bucky, @sergeantbarnessdoll , @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky , @buckets-and-trees , @buckys-wintersoldier , @bucks-babe , @ellemj , @buckyalpine , @lovelybarnes , @navybrat817 , @targaryenvampireslayer , @jobean12-blog , @all1e23 , @jessybarnes , @buckgasms , @nickfowlerrr , @espinosaurusrexex , @delaber , @buckylattes

[nervocat]

Look at this idiot. Stuck in the bin

[melancholyfleurs]

ovulation time is so evil when there isn’t a hot dyke there to fill you up

[folkloresthings]

saw a post talking about lando’s ice bath video + how they think he’d be reluctant to get vocal in bed and i’ve got brainrot… the first time you sleep together, he’s so quiet. maybe a few breathy moans but that’s it. over time, you notice how much he concentrates on keeping quiet, reluctant to let his pleasure vocalise when he’s focusing on making you feel good. so when you go down on him for the first time?? you’re dedicated to finding his voice. your mouth feels so good around him, so warm and snug, the moans just creep out before he knows it. and every time he tries to swallow it down, you just suck a little harder. he’d look down in shock, wondering what your motive is, and absolutely crumbles at the sight of your big doe eyes and his pre—cum spilling past your lips. from then, he’s anything but quiet. unashamed whimpers and whines filling the room, his hips bucking his cock deeper into your throat. he cums with a cry of your name everytime, chanting it like a holy prayer that’ll keep him inside of you for the rest of his days.

[jaylver]

SAVE MY MAN SEUNGHAN. i'm so heartbroken for him. SM was willing to protect other artists who actually commited crimes while they let seunghan who only smoked and had a girlfriend get smoked by fans without any protection? what a bum ass company

[swag-ness]

Man i wanna study everything and nothing at the same time like god gimme the strength of chosing a career path ffs

There is psychology and then there is navy and im already a diploma deep into the education field also i wanna be a tech genie and a creative af person somebody kill the perfectionist inside me so that ill stop expecting to build a career in every hobby of mine from myself without exploring anything 😀

[deviouz]

Imagine, sex with Jason and he's loud. And I mean loud loud. He's whining, whimpering, and doing literally everything just get you to do more to him, whatever you want just do more to him

THIS ‼️‼️

adding a cut bc i am an absolute fiend for one (1) jason todd (:<

it gets so much worse when he’s underneath you too. like, one hand on your hip with his other arm thrown over his eyes because it’s just too much for him to handle. cheeks all flushed and mouth left agape while he pants and whines and begs and pleads, occasionally dropping in praise after praise because he’s obsessed with how your hips stutter.

and because i’m a switch jason todd truther (!!!!), imagine how flustered he would get when you lean over him and pin his hands above his head? he’s more than capable of breaking free (have you seen his arms, oh my god) but he stays put because he just wants to be good for you ):

“c’mon, jay, tell me what you want. you can do that, can’t you?”

he’d look up at you with hazy eyes and a pleasure-struck expression, gasping when you rolled your hips just right. it’s taking every ounce of willpower he has to not buck his hips up into your addictive heat. surely you recognize that. you can see how good he’s being for you, right? won’t you relent a little?

“ah, fuck,” he gives a full-bodied shudder when you giggle at him, “anything, i want anything. please, angel, just use me-”

[zylian]

Fav part is zam and pangi logging back in to be right at the same table in the pink house and just screaming in shock cause that impact was SO good, to be face to face again and spend more than a second acknowledging wth happened was like a movie scene

zam waiting for pangis acknowledgement after seeing him and than both looking at each other as they realize the insanity and than running out the house realizing the dire situation that was just happening was gonna happen again

Like the impact was SET cause they weren’t just running, they went back to an area with significance, having an important talk of pangi checking on zams mindset and than to be returned there and knowing they shouldn’t be there was almost scary

When it glitched back again later on, it was more quickly bypassed only because the good scenario turned out, like for zam he took a different route so mane couldn’t see where he went allowing him to not experience that encounter that should’ve played out

Though for the first glitch, things still went wrong and the realization itself was so jarring

Man I want to continue to see the glitch be used with having that much impact on players

Plus the confusion of hearts and what’s real and what’s not and the doubt of lying, oh, so much potential

! !

[dolliuv]

maki the type to say attagirl or that's my girl 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

YES YES YES I AGREE. he will definitely say these things when he’s guiding you on what to do, oh my gosh. can you imagine him holding your hair up as he makes you suck his cock and then he says “attagirl, you’re doing so good for me.” ? OH MY MIND IS FILLEDDDD

[e-hibiscus]

obsessing over domestic scenarios with Feixiao because she is my love and my life rn

omg Feixiao is totally a girlie who loves to be held. Like, imagine walking up with her??? She would love if you’re the one spooning her and pressing soft groggy kisses on her back. This woman is absolutely smitten for you and will stay in bed an extra half-hour JUST for her morning cuddles. She has things timed down to the second. She knows she can be up and done showering in 10 minutes. That it takes less than 20 to cook and eat is she’s quick enough… so she has time. Yup, definitely, all she has to do is get to her meeting faster, no biggie! Feixiao calculates the general time she has in her head and will make extra time just to sit in bed with you.

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omg, if you can cook for her???? She’ll wife you up real quick. She loves your cooking and when you carefully curate it for her workout regimen you’ll be in it for one big cuddle session. I feel that she sort of nerds out about that stuff, and although she’s not on the nose about macros Feixiao keeps track of it to stay in top shape. The fact you remember it, and sometimes meal prep for her… it has her giddy. Every single day, Moze and Jiaoqiu never hear the end of it. The two men are stuck listening to the general go on and on about you and your wonderful cooking.

Aeons if you bring her lunch yourself, Feixiao will make time to eat with you. You came all this way! You can’t leave just yet! You have to stay and eat with her, you just have to! After the first time, you always made sure to pack food for yourself as well so your general doesn’t have to split her meal with you. Afterwards the two of you have lunch together you both go on a post lunch walk and then Feixiao drops you back off home or to work before she returns to her own duties.

[seunghansgf]

headpusher anton 😵‍💫

YES 🗣️. anton is so a headpusher, omg have you guys SEEN how he’s built? his body squirming around as he pushes your pretty head down on his cock, oh my god.

he’s definitely the type to moan and groan when he’s getting head too, can you imagine him pushing your head as pretty moans leave his mouth?