#📬; requests

[dashing-melody]

hello again!! could I request a Inukai Komugi / Cure Wonderful from Wonderful Pretty cure stimboard? maybe with some pink, brown, and dog / puppy stims? and preferably of her dog form, but her human form is fine too!

(requesting again because I love your boards lol and also Komugi is a huge comfort character for me especially when I’m little)

hii absolutely !!

[ ꩜ .ᐟ inukai komugi [ wonderful pretty cure ] stimboard for @mangodarlings !

sorry this took forever ! life is hard >_@

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[de4dlyniightshade]

munch! spencer, reader with migraine, spencer reads something about how orgasms can help with pain

꩜ warning!: this post is +18!!! mdni!

꩜ word count: 1.6k (got a little carried away;-;)

꩜ A/N: honestly i don't rlly like this but hopefully it's good enough :,)

You let out a quiet groan in pain as you squinted your eyes at the tv, trying to watch your favourite show but the light from the screen only made your throbbing headache worse, to the point it was almost unbearable.

"Another migraine?" Spencer asked quietly from the other end of the sofa as he looked up from his book, keeping his voice low so as to not make it any worse. You just nodded, holding your head in your hand and letting your eyes close, feeling slight relief from the light no longer beaming into your eyes.

You didn't get migraines all that often but when you did they could be pretty bad and Spencer hated seeing you in pain and hated the fact that there was nothing he could do to fix it even more, or so he thought. He'd spent hours researching ways to alleviate your pain after your last migraine, which got so bad that it practically debilitated you and you couldn't do anything but sit in a darkened room for hours until it passed.

After reading countless articles and blogs a unanimous opinion was that an orgasm relieves a large amount of the pain, one woman going as far to say that hers was completely gone afterwards. Honestly the remedy was a complete win-win, he'd be able to help you and make you feel better and he'd also get to do his absolute favourite thing at the same time, which just so happened to be eating you out.

"Do you want me to help?" Spencer suggested, laying his book down on your coffee table and turning to face you, a slightly excited feeling bubbling in his chest.

"Remember nothing worked last time, Spence" you murmured, sighing at the realisation that you'd probably end up back in your bedroom, cocooned under blankets for your unforeseeable future. You felt Spencer shift closer to you and you could practically feel the excitement radiating from him, knowing that meant he'd found some scientific way to help you and wanted to try it.

"I researched a lot about migraines and how to help you since the last one and the method that came up almost every time was that a sexual release would alleviate a large amount of the pain and i was thinking maybe..." he didn't even have to finish his sentence for you to know what he was thinking, as soon as he uttered the word "sexual" you knew what he had in mind.

"You seriously think it'll work?" Your tone was hopeful and you were prepared to try anything at this point, feeling your pain slowly worsen the more time went on. you'd tried almost every other remedy you'd been suggested by friends and nothing had worked even a little and painkillers did nothing for you no matter how many you took.

"It's worth a try," Spencer smiled, resting his hand on your lower back. you knew he wasn't just doing this for himself, it was just convenient that he loved nothing more than to be buried between your legs.

"Alright, but if this doesn't work I'm not gonna be happy" you were only half serious, you were happy to let Spencer run his little experiment, considering that if it did work, you'd both not have a migraine anymore and would have had an incredible orgasm, so either way, you got something out of the experience.

You watched as Spencer moved to turn off the TV, leaving just a lamp on so that it was light enough that he could still see but dark enough that it wouldn't hurt your head so much.

You quickly hooked your fingers into the waistband of your underwear and pants, lifting your hips to tug them down over your ass and slide them down your legs, kicking them to the side to deal with later as Spencer moved to eagerly kneel in front of you, placing his hands behind your knees and leaning down to press a chaste kiss just above your left knee.

You smiled as you slowly spread your legs apart, watching Spencer's eyes glint with anticipation. You already knew the drill—moving to place your legs over his shoulders the way he liked it and shifting forward on the sofa to give him better access.

Spencer didn't waste any time with teasing, reminding himself that this wasn't for him, no matter how much he enjoyed it; this was an attempt to alleviate your pain.

You let out a sigh as you felt his warm tongue lick a bold stripe up your folds before he circled your clit, moaning quietly at your taste that he'd grown to love so much.

You tangled your fingers in his hair as he buried his face deeper into you, urging your thighs apart to lap at your pussy, your quiet whines and moans egging him on as he took your clit into his mouth, sucking and licking at your sensitive nub, the stimulation making you twitch and grip his hair tighter, rolling your hips into his face as you let your head fall back against the couch.

Spencer wrapped his hands around your thighs as he nuzzled his face into you, making sure to get as close as possible to you so that he could dip his tongue into your entrance. The feeling of his warm, wet tongue pushing into you causing you to arch your back, a loud gasp falling from your lips, your migraine long forgotten.

"F-fuck spence," you whined as you tugged on his hair desperately, letting yourself grind into his mouth. Spencer continued his ministrations on your sensitive cunt, drinking in everything you had to give him with pleasure as he whined into your wantonly.

You felt Spencer push one of your legs to the side, and instantly you got the message, lifting your leg to sling it over the arm of the couch to give him access. You couldn't help but gasp when you felt his middle and index fingers prod at your entrance, teasing your hole briefly before he began slowly sliding them in. The copious amount of saliva and your arousal making it easy.

"Oh, f-fuck!" you moaned out as you felt his fingertips curl right into your g-spot, the mixture of his mouth on your clit and his fingers pressing right into that spot that made your toes curl, making your mind go completely blank as you whimpered and moaned, his name falling from your lips in breathy gasps.

Spencer began massaging his fingers into your g-spot, drawing needy moans from your lips as he brought you closer to your release, revelling in the way you moaned his name and the way that your walls clenched around his fingers.

You got completely lost in the pleasure as you rutted your hips into his face, gripping his hair harshly and pushing his face into you. You felt the familiar knot in your stomach tighten as you squirmed and shuddered, the feeling of Spencer's fingers nonstop stimulating your sensitive spot making you a needy mess.

"C-close! 'm close, Spence." Your voice was high-pitched and whiny as you warned him, Spencer only pushing his fingers harder into you, the action pulling a loud moan from your throat as your body began to shake and tremble.

You couldn't help but sling your leg back over Spencer's shoulder, letting your thighs clench around his head as you felt your orgasm approaching. Spencer's tongue never letting up his brutal sucking and licking on your clit, sending shockwaves through your body.

Spencer began moaning and whining into you, the sounds sending vibrations through your sensitive cunt and making you cry out in pleasure as your breath came out in gasps and huffs, your whole body tending as you felt your release dangerously close.

"G-god spence, I'm gonna c-cum!" You practically wailed with no regard for how loud you were being, letting out a constant slew of desperate noises when Spencer massaged your soft spot more precisely, coaxing you to your release as he sucked harshly on your clit.

Spencer let out an especially loud moan as you tugged on his hair, the intense vibrations sending you over the edge as your mouth dropped open in a silent scream, your whole body shaking and writhing as your release gushed around Spencer's fingers that continued to curl into you, coaxing you through your orgasm while he gently licked at your clit.

You were breathing heavily and still shaking slightly when Spencer slowly pulled his fingers from your sopping cunt, wincing slightly as his skin dragged against your sensitive walls. You watched as he buried his fingers in his mouth, cleaning off your release like he always did, sighing at the taste before he pulled them out and leaned back in, dipping his tongue into your slit to lap up everything he could, not daring to waste any of it.

Spencer leaned his cheek on your knee when he was satisfied, looking up at you through his lashes as you lay completely fucked out with your eyes closed, a beautifully content expression on your face.

"How do you feel?" he asked quietly, watching as you cracked your eyes open and furrowed your brows, scanning around the room and sitting up slightly, a smile spreading across your lips as you looked back down at him.

"I feel...great?!" You laughed slightly, completely fascinated by the effectiveness but also relieved that you'd found something that worked, both for you and for him. Spencer couldn't hide the wide smile that adorned his lips. He was overjoyed that his method worked as he pressed gentle kisses up your leg before he situated himself beside you, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck and sighing.

"i'm glad" 

(dookie ass ending again ik</3 i need to work on that :,)

[jazeswhbhaven]

I see your request is open. So can you do MC doing a prank and calling the kings their husband? Like when they talk to someone or ordering something together and suddenly say "Oh and my husband here blah blah blah"😂

Thanks!♡

Thanks so much for waiting, anon! If you're still around, please enjoy your idea coming to life! I actually do think most of the kings would love it (if not all of them tbh) I wanna do this in like dialogue format :o

Satan

MC (ordering pizza over the phone): Yes, I want that XL, go easy on the cheese but heavy on the toppings. No, nothing extra on the side!

Satan: Order ten, I'm buying for everyone tonight.

MC: *nods* Yes, you heard him, ten of them. Yes! Satan, my husband will be over to pick them up. We don't want delivery.

Satan: ???

MC: Mhm, right, see you soon, thank you!

Satan: What was that just now?

MC: Anyways, we should get ready to walk over to the shop. The pizzas won't take long right? (walks away)

Satan: No, come back here and explain to me what you said just now! (runs after them)

Mammon

MC (shopping with Mammon at a clothing store and placing their items on the counter): Okay that's all of it!

Cashier: Did you find everything okay?

MC: I did, it's funny how a lot of items here are my size?

Cashier: His Majesty Mammon always makes sure all the stores here can accommodate any body type. That's why we're so popular with tourist.

MC: And here I thought my husband couldn't be anymore amazing, how considerate.

Cashier: Oh? You're married to his Majesty?

Mammon (randomly shows up with his credit card): Yes, it was a quiet wedding, very personal. But we will have a public celebration of our union soon. *smiles*

MC: Oh, Mammon you're...

Mammon: It's only fitting that your husband pays for your items. What will we be having for dinner tonight, dear?

(the cashier is amazed while MC is still surprised that he went along with it so naturally)

Beelzebub

MC (going over paperwork with Bael while calling various companies about the expenses Beel racked up during his travels): Oh wow, this is a lot of gold....

Bael: Tell me about it. This isn't even half the list of invoices. At this rate we'll be broke and in debt for centuries! *clenches his jaw*

MC: Hm...well I'll take the next call. Take a break! *answers the phone* Yes, about this invoice you sent? Yup, that one...I'm calling to make a payment on behalf of my husband, Beelzebub.

Bael: *furrows his brow* Your what?

Beelzebub (randomly shows up out of thin air): You heard them Bael, their husband.

Bael: You!? Here?! Take care of this mess right now!

Beelzebub: Nah, can't. I forgot to take my own honeymoon, which we will be gone for a few months. See you later~ (grabs MC in the middle of the call and escapes out of the window before Bael can react)

Bael: That fucking guy...one of these days....

Leviathan

MC (arguing with Orias): Listen here, I'm tired of you showing up everyday trying to hurt Leviathan!

Orias: *scoffs* What are you going to do about it huh? As if you can stop me...

MC: You're just jealous that he's married to me and not you!

Orias: ??? Excuse me?

MC: That's right, stop trying to be a homewrecker, that's my husband!

Leviathan (shows up): MC....

MC: Oh, there he is now! Tell Orias to get lost...

Leviathan: Since when were we married?

MC: What do you mean? The wedding happened recently...

Leviathan: As if I'd get married to someone like you. Both of you, stop being so loud and obnoxious.

MC: !!! So you are cheating on me (pretends to cry)

Orias: ??? I still don't understand what's going on here...

Leviathan: MC...stop it. This is very annoying.

MC: FINE! I guess I'll go back to Earth and marry Minhyeok, he has been proposing to me for weeks now...

Leviathan: ....You aren't going anywhere....if you aren't in my office in two seconds it won't be pretty. *glares*

MC: *pouts and leaves*

Orias: Okay...uh where are you going?

Leviathan: I'm sending Foras to the jewelry shop to pick up something and stopping by Earth to handle an errand. Behave yourself (leaves a confused Orias alone)

Lucifer

MC (currently being healed by Gamigin): You're a life saver, I don't know why I'm so clumsy when I come to Paradise Lost...

Gamigin: Don't worry MC! I'm always happy to help, Lucifer-hyung would be upset if I didn't help you

MC: You know, that technically makes us related in a way too.

Gamigin: Oh really? How so?

MC: Well, I would be your in-law...since Lucifer and I are married.

Gamigin: !!!! MARRIED??? (says this louder than usual)

Morax/Marbas/Buer: Gamigin....quiet!

Gamigin: AH, I'm sorry it's just, MC and Lucifer-hyung...they're married!

Lucifer(shows up and gently pats MC on the head and looks at Gamigin with a blank face): You're always gullible, Gamigin. I cannot marry anyone.

Gamigin: *pouts* But, but...that means I won't have a big family. Is there a way Lucifer-hyung can be happy and married?

MC: It's okay Gamigin, he's just shy. We're married for sure!

Lucifer: *slowly blinks* We technically aren't, but if it makes you happy to say we are...

MC: Oh come on Luci...

Lucifer: *hums and gives MC the "look"*

MC: Okay...I'll stop now

Gamigin: ???? Ah, the first couples fight! (everyone sighs)

Belphegor

MC (speaking to Beleth while he's carry a sleep Belphie): You know, you must have a daily work out carrying him like that everyday

Beleth: Ain't nothin' but a hop skip and jump when it comes to carryin' his Maj. I don't mind it.

MC: Sometimes you should let me carry him, as his spouse that's what I should do, you know for my husband and all.

Beleth: Say what? When ya'll get hitched? I must've missed somethin'.

Belphegor (lazily in his sleep): I's married? Eh...I ain't remember that.

MC: It happened in your sleep, Belphie. It's okay if you don't remember.

Belphegor (now fully awake): Nawl, I'd remember somethin' like that. 'Specially the weddin' night.

MC: You don't because you slept through it. Left me hanging and everything.

Belphegor: Huh. I reckon I'd have to make up fer' it then. Beleth, come with and tap in when I knock out.

Beleth: ??? Uh, I ain't sure if that's how it works your Maj...

MC: I guess I wouldn't mind having two husbands.

Beleth: *blushes* I...uh...

Belphegor: (fell back asleep)

Asmodeus

MC (visiting a sex shop in Abaddon): Hm....

Store worker: Hi there, can I help you with anything?

MC: Do you have any couples games or toys for a married couple?

Store worker: OH, it's a small selection since no one here in Abaddon is married or even in a committed relationship...but we've got it! (shows MC to the back)

MC: Oh, this is perfect. I'll just get one of everything.

Store worker: *grabs items* You know, Abyssos has a much better selection, I've been there before but I appreciate you supporting this small shop.

MC: I have to, this is only place I can shop and mention my husband without someone falling head over heels with him.

Store worker: Oh? He must be handsome.

MC: (shows a picture of Asmodeus on their phone) He is! I love him a lot.

Store worker: *sweats nervously* That's your husband??? Are you sure....

Asmodeus: Yes...are you looking to join us for some fun? *winks*

MC: Oh Asmo...not again. Can it just be the two of us?

Asmodeus: Yes dear, on our official wedding night. Though, I think it's cute you're telling strangers we're married. Don't tease...

MC: Um...so you saw through that...

Asmodeus: Your fantasies are delightful. Next you'll be telling others that you're with child...though not possible...I truly wish it were. You would be pregnant so often it would be no doubt you're my "wife".

MC: Asmodeus...we can't...not here? This is a place of business.

Asmodeus: Oh...I just want to be a loving and doting husband...in the presence of an audience. (winks at the store worker that's starting to get flustered and worked up)

MC: Me and my big mouth....

Asmodeus: Mhm...bring it over here....

[star1117-archives]

Hybrid!yandere ateez jealous because they smell another hybrid on you 👉👈👀please.

Sorry that it’s been over a year 💀 I was gonna make this into a series but I’m just gonna try and upload a few more things before I consider going inactive

dragon!hybrid!seonghwa x bunny!y/n

cw: jealousy, marking, mentions of another idol (nct’s jeno)

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 + 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 ♡ -𝟏𝟔’𝐬 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒 𝐃𝐍𝐈

he was in pure disbelief at first

as one of the senior members of the hybrid community in your area, he had quite a few affiliations within it and recognised most hybrid’s scents

which was why he was so shocked to smell the notorious Lee Jeno all over his cute little bunny

Jeno was known far and wide for his promiscuity, leaving many hybrids of all types feeling empty and broken-hearted after he became bored

all that aside, it felt wrong on so many levels for a wolf to be preying on his sweet little bunny, especially with Jeno’s natural disposition to hunt you

so his gaze turned cold when you fidgeted uncomfortably, knowing Seonghwa could smell Jeno on you

Seonghwa’s fury began to kick in as your embarrassment made your head hang low, body shaking under his glowering. pacing to you, Seonghwa picked you up and took you to the bathroom, the action commanding, yet he still made sure to be careful with you. you shook in Seonghwa’s arms, holding on and whispering to him quietly, barely audible.

‘I told him no. He… he sniffed me quite a bit but he didn’t do anything.’

Seonghwa didn’t even look at you as he replied, jaw gritted yet tone of voice surprisingly calm.

‘If he did anything to you, he wouldn’t be around to gloat about it for long.’

the expression on Seonghwa’s face told you his words were no joke

he spent the next few hours painstakingly cleaning you over and over, Jeno’s scent gone but the feeling lingering in Seonghwa’s nostrils like a curse

Seonghwa nearly rubbed your skin raw to be rid of Lee fucking Jeno, only stopping when you whimpered quietly, ears drooping as you shook in the now-cold bath water

‘H-hwa… hurts-s.’

sighing, Seonghwa pressed an apologetic kiss to your forehead before letting his fingers scratch behind your ears in your favourite spot. that precious smile he’d withheld all day broke free from his mask of neutral displeasure, much to your delight. your ears perked up in response, melting under his touch as he hummed quietly before speaking.

‘you’d never leave me, right bun?’

eagerly nodding, you beamed up at him before extending your pinky to him.

‘promise!’

he interlocked his finger with yours, pressing your thumbs together as you beamed up at him. Seonghwa looked you over one more time before grabbing a towel and wrapping it around you, helping you get out the bath soon after. shivering in the cold, you happily jumped into Seonghwa’s arms when he opened them, resting your head on his chest and feeling his strong heartbeat as he murmured quietly to you. 

‘maybe you should… take some time off from the cafe.’

when he saw your confused expression, Seonghwa elaborated.

‘if Jeno comes to you while you’re working, you’ll basically be stuck there. He might be more… brazen than sniffing.’

your eyes widened at this, fear grasping them just as Seonghwa had expected. you were easy to manipulate, he just had to make Jeno into the big bad wolf and himself into the protector.

‘you’re right, Hwa… I-.. It’s for the best.’

Seonghwa gave you an approving smile and rewarded you with a scratch behind your ears, watching dotingly as you snuggled into his chest with a warm smile.

‘my poor little bunny… I’ll keep you safe, hm?’

giving him a small kiss to his cheek, you gazed at him with stars in your eyes, totally smitten.

‘thank you, Seonghwa. Thank you for keeping me safe.’

Seonghwa reciprocated with a short but sweet kiss to your lips, his gaze holding the same if not stronger intensity.

‘I’ll always keep you safe bun, I’ll keep you safe till my very last breath. I won’t let anything happen to you.’

[lilac-dreamxxz]

hey lilac ! how ya been doing ? uhmm , when you open the recs again , can you pls make me some pink n white names n bios with a coquette concept ? sorry if i got a little flustered writing this , im not 2 good at english yet + english is not my 1st language .

well , besides that ; i hope youre very healthy n pls know youll be my fav till forever , ok ? and , no worries if you cant do this req ♡

🌸 HAVE A CHERRY BLOSSOM BCUZ YOURE THE BEST BYEEEee * cutely runs away , falls n dies *

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AHHH CUTESTT !! thankk youuu <33

i'm doing great , thank you for asking !! i hope you're good too ^^ .

here is your request - click here

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[youre-ackermine]

Beige Dividers

Florals + lines

Dividers by me @youre-ackermine

Requested by Livia @thehangetomylevi

✴️ Please like or reblog AND credit if you use ✴️

[rpfofficial]

does Tuunbaq count as a character? if yes, please?

woe. Absolutely terrible tuunbaq moodboard be upon ye

[faraway-cafe]

It's a new morning in Faraway Town. You heard a new cafe just opened up recently! Curious to see what's on their menu, you head out, passing the park and town square. You walk in to see they serve... headmates? Plural headmates?

Hi! We are a build a headmate blog ran by multiple mods, below is more information about us and the blog!

Requests: Open!

We have a whitelist, however these are just things the mods know well and are comfortable with, it's ok to request for something not on the whitelist

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Mod intros:

Mod Ash: Hello and welcome!! I'm Ash, and I mainly go by he/him. I'm the host of a willogenic sys of 6 (including me :D). My main is @vocaloid-enthusiast .

Mod Niko: Hi, I'm Niko! Pronounfluid but you can just use they/them Complicated relationship with plurality but I'm the mostly-frontstuck (lock)host of our mixed origins system. We have a few willogenic alters though. OMORI is my special interest and OneShot is my comfort game<3 I probably wont be too active on here due to being very busy with personal life, but I think alter packs are cool so I wanted to join and help out a bit :> Personal tumblr blog: @starfilled-galaxy

Mod Basil: Hiii I’m Basil (or Jay or Cyn) I go by all pronouns, yes, all of them >:3 I am the host of a willogenic system with 6 members including myself!! I don’t have much else to say aside from that :^ My tumblr: @basilcatt143

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Whitelist, blacklist, and template under cut!

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OMORI Milgram Murder Drones MLP (gen 4) OneShot Deltarune Celeste Warrior Cats Chicory: A Colorful Tale Vocaloid/Utau/synthV/etc Kagerou Project Project Sekai/Hatsune Miku Colorful Stage Bungo Stray Dogs The Legend of Zelda Spy x Family Persona5 (a little) Portal & Portal 2 Nonhuman headmates

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Vivziepop TCOAAL Harry Potter South Park Real people/factive packs Radqueer, transIDs, etc

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[cloudmail-bah]

Hello! Could I possibly get a subsystem??? You said you were open to trying them so...

Specifically, one of Layla and "Other Layla" from Genshin Impact, I believe there's sufficient info here-- https://genshin-impact.fandom.com/wiki/Layla/Lore

She is so plural in my mind

Have fun with it lol. Or don't, idk. You don't have to do this rq if you don't want to.

:3

- @bluestar-bah

of course!! i hope this works, i did my best!! ^w^

edit: OOPS i sent it earlier than I meant to >~< !! sorry sorry /gen

☁️ Requested Order 📬 Sleepy Subsys !!

💌 subsystem & headmates may not turn out exactly as below! that's perfectly fine, pick and choose what works💕

Subsystem Name: Light Collective, Sleep Cycle Subsystem, Day and Night System

Collectives !!

Name: Lite, Lights, Eclipse

Pronouns: they/them, sun/suns, moon/moons, star/stars, sunshine/sunshines, moonshine/moonshines, pages/pages, ☁️/☁️, 🌙/🌙s, 🌤️/🌤️s

Genders / Orientations: Fem-aligned non-binary, Somnucomfic, Lunasoleilian / queer

Likes: sleeping, working, eating, watching movies, fanfiction / writing, cloud watching, sunshine, shooting stars, writing love letters, music, stuffed animals

Dislikes: being tired, being behind on work, scary / horror movies, authority figures, being rushed

Members (emojis and names lead individual members):

- 💤 Daylight 🌤️

- 📝 Nightlight 🌙

[hoppingonjim]

Thinking about a threesome with March and Healy where Healy is the gentler, nicer one. Praising the reader and making sure she feels good and then March is the meaner one. Mocking and teasing and just being a dick. idk man I’m a slut and I want both

TLDR: requesting good cop/bad cop (good detective/bad detective?) threesome with March and Healy content 🙏🙏🙏

INVESTIGATE ! - jackson healy + holland march

note: so sorry for how long this took! kept rewriting it lmaoo. i love this request since i too, am a slut for both. (jackson more but sssshhh) hope this is good!

cw: afab! reader. dom!holland. soft dom!jackson. sub!reader. degrading, impact play, slight throat fucking, creampie, unprotected sex, p in v, oral male receiving, praising, 2/3 holes filled (my dream). reader is cuffed and set a building on fire, so arson i suppose.

“only such a fucking slut would be turned on by fucking cuffs. say it, say you're a fucking slut.”

“ease up there march, don't you think that's a little rude? she's still a lady.”

“she's a fucking slut.”

the mustache man is pounding into you. hard, aggressive. another blow is landed on your ass cheek, the supple skin stinging with every aggressive smack. you've got your hands behind your back, bound by the chilled metal cuffs. another smack on your ass and holland settles his hand onto the gradual vanishing print, his nails digging into the flesh in greed. all the while you were crying out, whimpers filling your tongue and air around you in pleasure as you continued to press your reddened ass against his hand. begging for more.

the bigger man is settled in front of you, his cock hard. his tip engorged, red, leaking with pre cum the more he continues to watch the porno unfolding in front of his own eyes. licking his lips, his eyes stalk your every move. every heave, every wavering motion, every gasp. a hand combs through your hair as a means to settle you, his lips in a mix of stern and pouty, “doing so good for him, princess. bet you're nice and tight- but i can't stop looking at these pretty lips of yours. you mind putting them to use?” for a brief moment his large finger grazes over every imprint, line and dent molded into your bottom lip, coating the tip in your spit for a brief moment. hungry eyes meet your cock drunk ones - you've barely been fucked- and you both realize he should've been in your mouth a while ago.

all he needs from you is a nod, and his tip is suddenly suctioned with your lips. the pressure already forcing a groan from his parted lips, his mouth surrendering to the grunts of pleasure. holland rolls his eyes at his, digging his nails harsher into your bruised ass. the feeling of your tight pussy clenching him is heavenly, even holland can't deny that.

jackson's groans begin to intertwine with your whimpers as praises fall droplet by droplet from his parted lips, “you're already doing so good, take a little more for me baby, c'mon.”

a scoff flees from holland's lips until he spanks you several times in a row, “fuck, you like having a fucking cock in your mouth? i thought sluts like you only existed in pornos- you should feel how fucking soaked she is healy-” his own hand begins to slightly sting as he revels in the way you arch your back, your whimpers vibrating against jackson's cock- pulling harsher groans from the man. thick fingers run through your hair as the enforcers hips begin to introduce a sensation of grinding.

“fuck march, shut up, she's doing so good for me, already doing so perfect, huh baby?” those rough fingers trace gentle patterns onto your cheek. you begin to bob your head along the thickness of his cock, drool slipping off your lips. collecting around your chin, falling onto the girth of his pre cum dressed cock. his lips are surrendering to helpless groans as he encourages your cheeks to grow hollow, his thumb pressing the dent carefully onto the full skin.

the hand on your cheek migrates to your flowing tresses once again. the sweat building up is greeted by his fingers, combing and treating your strands to comfort. pushing the orphaned locks away from your face, “give me those pretty little eyes, c'mon princess,” always obedient, you wear an innocent gaze as your doll eyes gaze up at him, doe-like, “fuck yes, you listen so good princess.” and he's already falling to his pleasure.

the man's tepid grinds morph into desperate bucks. you've barely scarfed his cock down the depth of your throat and he swears he's already seeing stars. to amp up his desperation, he gingerly brought his pelvis closer towards your nose, introducing your throat to the fullness of his cock. immediately you gagged, the soul patch clad man behind you, ruining you, smirking so broadly.

“i know you can take it, you're doing so good for me.. fuck princess, that's it, such a good girl.” all because you're eagerly deepthroating the muscle man, the sound of your choking delighting him twistedly above all.

meanwhile holland's ramming his cock ruthlessly into your soaked cunt.

every time. he's holding your hips, slamming your ass against his pelvis so you can feel him penetrate you deeper. all while displaying a perverted grin at the sound of slapping skin, “fucking whore- mouth full of one man's cock while you let the other fuck you. you gonna let me cum inside you? pump you full of my cum?”

and shockingly enough you nod. all holland needed was the green light. but before he finally gave into those twitching sensations, he tugged on a fistful of your hair, forcing you to just barely look back at him, “you look like such a fucking whore- fucking hell..” and with those words he slapped your cheek before releasing you. minutes before releasing his hot cum into you, biting his bottom lip harshly as he soaked up the wonderous feeling. his high feeling more serendipitous.

jackson doesn't go to your unneeded aid when holland slaps your cheek, mainly because his own cock is twitching relentlessly and he so badly needs to fill your throat with his cum. an uncharacteristic whine slips out from the crevices of his lips. his balls are heavy- god the man needs to cum, you can just see it. and he does after one subtle ram into your mouth, coating your throat in his seed.

“oh god, oh god.. swallow for me baby, swallow all of it. i know you can, you were so good.” his eyes remain soft as his finger slips down to venture the curvature of your jawline. his fingertip kissing every arising goosebump.

your obedience shines once more as you merrily swallow all of his cum, leaving his cock with a pretty pop of your lips. licking your lips afterwards, still yearning for any leftovers.

abruptly holland hugs you off of all fours and onto his lap, the new angle forcing you to cry out his name, “mr march! holy shit!”

a smirk remains on his lips but only seems to broaden as he raises your hips up before plummeting them back onto his cock, delighting in every scream that ran from your tongue.

“you're gonna cum on my cock you whore, c'mon, i know a desperate whore like you is just begging to fucking cum..”

jackson feels an impetus to lean in, his thumb crafting delicate circles onto your clit whilst he leans in, “c'mon darling, cum for him, you know you can do it. i know you can do it,” he whispers, his thumb kissing your sensitive, needy bud, coated in arousal.

words don't leave your lips, only moans and whines. a few screams entangled in the bunch. you can feel yourself clench around holland, your hips and thighs beginning to quiver with anticipation as your high comes knocking on the door of your mind. and you give in, letting the sweet release bombard you. holland can feel the intensity, he's groaning so loudly in pleasure. feeling pleased with your submissiveness towards every single one of his requests. jackson doesn't let up however, he assists you in riding out the high with palming your clit. his rough palm, the aged lines, adding onto the experience. the texture toying with your abused clit.

“oh, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh god- oh mr march- oh mr healy.” everything is chopped however, leaving your mouth at different moments.

holland doesn't feel like sitting up anymore, and the man flops down. jackson meticulously brushes your hair once more, making your stunning face the focal point, “you were amazing darling, so so perfect.”

in all his sinful breathiness, with his cock still inside of you, holland speaks up, panting for anything that can relieve the lack of air in his system, his eyes still sinisterly sensual.

“don't think you'll get this cock though every time you light a building on fire.”

"mr march, can you take the cuffs off now?"

[dashing-melody]

[ ꩜ .ᐟ souma [ oc ] stimboard for @mangodarlings !

hope this is okay !! your art is amazing :-)

x | x | x - x | X | x - x | x | x

[orchidyoonkook]

I wish you would write a fic where: UTWT Yoongi and Reader were cuddling while it was raining outside. 🥰

(This is just for that post you shared - although I would be over the moon if you did do this. But you do whatever your heart desires!!)

You're the best and I hope you have a lovely week. 💕

Rainfall Brings Tomorrow | MYG

Pairing: UTWT Badboy! Min Yoongi x (F)!Reader

Genre // Rating: (T) | fluff, touch of angst, some self reflection

Summary: You leave tomorrow, and there's one thing you need to say goodbye too.

Warnings: none! I think. Reader just thinks a lot.

Word Count: 923

Release Date: October 19, 2023, 3:00PM

A/N: Well I wrote this from 2am to 6:14am. I didn't even see this ask until about 1:30am and then I couldn't stop thinking about it. So I hope it lives up to your expectations, dearest Anon.

A/N 1.5: This was written in 3 hours and then only edited twice. I think it's coherent but if there are mistakes, please forgive.

The soft patter of rainfall falls around you, filling your ears with earthsong. His soft breaths flow in a steady rhythm to its beat, and the patio umbrella you shoved into the ground is doing its job well, keeping your resting forms dry from the delicate cadence of an afternoon shower. 

Your pond vibrates in its own little symphony of ripples, ducks hidden away in their nests while it plays. The boughs and branches of your home away from home rustle in its light wind, their tune mixing in beautifully with the rest. 

It’s cold and overcast out, but his body keeps you warm, as yours keeps his. He sits in your usual spot, back against the years worn wooden truck, while you sit against his chest, both covered by his leather jacket, preserving the heat you two were just beginning to learn to share with one another. 

It’s the day before you leave.

The day before you say ‘fuck you and goodnight’ to everyone and everything in your town, hop on the back of a motorcycle and never look back. 

But you needed to have one last visit to the place that brought you and Yoongi together for the first time, plus all the times after. And you wanted him here with you when you did. 

To say goodbye. To the one thing you would miss more than anything else.

Your willow tree. 

Yoongi’s arms circle your waist as you lean your head back against his shoulder. His touch still sends sparks anywhere it lands on your skin, and you hope that it never goes away. Hope it never dulls or fades. Because you’re learning way too fast that it’s becoming one of your favourite things, and you don’t even want to think of what you’d do if you lost it. 

A gentle kiss at your exposed neck, under your ear, lets you know he’s finished the page. But you still have a couple sentences to go as you hold The Mysterious Island open with a hand through the jacket sleeve for both of you to read.

You found it suiting, to truly bring this chapter in your lives a full three hundred and sixty degrees before closing it forever. And that’s what you need more than anything, you think. 

Closure. 

Because as much as you hate it here, and as much as you can’t wait to go, it’s all you’ve ever known. And while this change is good and needed and necessary, it’s also incredibly scary. 

You hate that a very small part of you doesn’t want to go, for the sake of familiarity. It’s safe here. You know what to expect. You know what will happen, when it will happen, what to do, where to go, who you’ll become. There’s a guideline written into your future by your past here. One you’ve never wanted to follow and always wanted to change.

But there are the absolutely terrifying ‘what if’s’ that comes with big change. What if you leave and it’s no better than where you were? What if you somehow mess all of it up? What if nothing goes to plan, everything goes to shit, and you’re forced to come back?

That’s your biggest nightmare, and it could very easily become your reality. 

But it’s not enough to change your mind. 

You’re going. Tomorrow morning, you’re leaving, come hell or high water or…maybe rain water if this keeps up. And you’re taking the man currently drawing you closer into him with you. 

He takes a quiet inhale of your hair, happily drowning in your scent. Yoongi’s still settling into the fact that the woman he’s holding is his. At least for now. The one that always caught his eye. The one that he never knew he could want so badly. The one who reads with him on a rainy afternoon in their shared space so she can say goodbye to the only thing that was kind to her, with him here to support her.

He’ll support you however you need, forever if he can.

His girl.

Pulling your legs up to rest the book on, you flip the page though your focus wavers, and you stare out into the shower blurred haze of your favourite place. 

This is the last time you’ll ever be here, so you take in every detail you can. The way the grass feels underneath you, the shape of the pond and the colour of its water. You commit the height of the tree and the ebb and flow of its leaves to memory as best you can. You take in the feeling of Yoongi behind you, remembering how he used to sit a foot away from you.

How every day, whether you realized it or not, he got just a little bit closer.

And before you can stop it, a silent tear slides down your face. You wipe it away but Yoongi catches it, and gives you a reassuring squeeze.

“You okay?” he asks. 

You are.

It’s just finally hitting you that your years of pain and loneliness and misery are ending. You’re finally taking control of your life like you’ve always planned, and better yet, you aren’t doing it alone. You have someone now. 

You can’t remember the last time you had that. 

“Yeah,” you say, lifting your chin to look at him. “I think I’m going to be just fine.”

Holding the book back up, you see you’ve reached the final chapter. And somehow you know, it’s the first chapter of your own.

A/N 2: Thanks for reading, loves. Xoxo, Yoon <3

[escapizm]

hiii! first of all, i love your moodboards, they're so aesthetic💜

and second of all i wanted to make a request for a moodboard: so i'm writing an enemies to lovers ff for hyunjin, basicallg hyunjin is the model and y/n is the designer and they are forced to work together

thank you in advance 💕

"Make it to the high fashion

Fashion, fashion, a-a-a, fashion

I'm addicted to my passion"

-Britney Manson, "FASHION"

[star1117-archives]

bitch this is a robbery

give me all of your sub mingi x male reader thoughts right now or mommy!hwa will blow ur cock brains out

becus now that youve posted thta sub mingi fic and ive discovered it i have only one fucking quEstion for yOU.

i literally have an essay in my drafts on @seonghwas-lighter about this topic i- bye *dying* *suffering* *in immense pain*

NSFW UNDER CUT !! 16 + ONLY !!

I think there’s a few ways I imagine sub!mingi:

ONE : princess !!

this variant of mingi just wants all your love

he wants hugs, kisses, compliments and a slow buildup to pleasure

he wants to feel your love as you give him all he desires

princess mingi also likes crossdressing

pretty pink dress ? give it to him neowwwww

lingerie? sign him up

( his favourite are a pink lacy pair of panties you gifted to him, he loves the floral print on them </3 )

princess mingi is def a bottom but he always wants you to feel pleasure

even if that means railing his overstimulated body into an oblivion

as long as you both get what you need he’s a happy lad

( he also enjoys overstim and your reaction, bonus points if you’re into dacryphilia cause boyyyyy does he cry )

TWO : painslut !!

this variant of mingi… my god

he’s similar to the princess variant but with one small difference: he likes it rough

give him the lingerie

just fuck him hard and rough in it

painslut mingi wants nasty, dirty, borderline horrifying sex

he wants to feel used and broken by then end of it

painslut mingi also has the bonus of feeding into dacryphilia cause he will cry like hell

also also make sure you tell him how much of a dirty slut he is

he wants to hear how disgusting he is </3

he loves to beg but don’t give in

don’t give him what he wants, he likes it like that

THREE : service top !!

this last sub variant of mingi is one of my personal faves

and tbh ? probably the most likely from the three ( not saying I would know at all, this all just for fun )

service top mingi just wants to make you feel good

he’s like a power bottom’s dream man

even if he’s absolutely obliterating your hole he’s literally whining and whimpering

he’s a very sensitive lad but doesn’t like to show it

he’ll be biting his lip to try and quieten himself

he’ll be holding his cum in for as long as possible

( because how pathetic is it to nut almost instantly ???? )

but for you ? he wants to hear everything

he wants to hear how good he is, how good you feel, how he’s such a good boy

he could probably get off on praise alone

NSFW TAGLIST !!

@violetwinters @m4rsluv @seonghwasslytherin @greenymar @sumiinism @17caratdiamond @jwnghyuns @galaxybam2 @softkpopplace @plutoneu @hijirikaww @meowmeowminnie @waezennie @xuxibelle @a-soft-hornytiny @lynnsqueendom @anowamij @xye-weirdo @youre-a-wallflower-charlie @owjohny @csngf @leo-seonghwa @shinestarhwaa

NETWORKS : @cacaokpop-fics @preciousillusions-net

[dailytinfoilchef]

tfc in a pirate ship!

[8] pirates!!! :D

i made the ship by memory... (◕_◕ ;)

[wackysach]

♡ - romantic headcanon

For Sketchbook and Unemployed Brendon

♡ - romantic headcanon

sketchbook: sketch is more of a quiet lover, which is a surprise to some because of how exuberant they are in public. they much rather prefer to dote on a partner romantically in a private setting while doing a shared activity together (bonus if they can manage to get a glass of wine or two involved).

(unemployed) brendon: any pursuit for love is thrown out in favour of a search for work (and a possible publisher), so any chance of romance would have to converge paths with brendon's occupation. someone truly taking the time and effort to analyze his writing would most likely spark a sensation he's never considered before. it wouldn't be long before you find him taking to a pen and a paper to organize what exactly it is he's feeling.