#( he drunkkk )

[betterdcyz]

@thorrncrowned requested for Jaskier: (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ ( Merlin @ Jaskier ) ( Send me a (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ to get a hug, a kiss, or a slap, depending on what my muse thinks you deserve. / accepting !! )

“——Merlin!  Merliiin!  Merlinny?  Merlin!”  He cajoled at him,  drunk,  the ale sloshing in his tankard.  He finished the alcohol quickly before making his way to him.  Both hands smacked on Merlin’s cheeks;  not too hard,  but not too soft either and yanks him forward to kiss him.  “Muwah!”  And then he leans back,  breaking the kiss.  “The fates have brought me luck and favoured me with their gifts!  I got tipped a lot!  Let me buy you a round!” 

[chris-slut]

𓈒𓏸 𖦹 best friends brother ⸝⸝ 🥂 .ᐟ ׄ ׅ ྀ

𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓 𖦹 ׅ ࣪ dom!chris x bfb!reader , enemies 2 lovers & best friends brother!

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𖦹 ׅ ࣪ smut, oral!fem, fingering, nicknames; (baby, mama/ma, good girl, etc!), p in v, protected sex.

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 𖦹 ׅ ࣪ sydney has been best friends with nick since she could remember. her and chris have always found eachother attractive but have had a hatred against eachother for ages. what happens when someone can’t keep his hands off syd at a party?

authors note; i hate this but i needed to post.

purple; nick

blue; matt

orange; chris

pink; sydney

green; madison (beer)

“okay bitch, you ready to go!?” nick says as he fixes his tie from around his neck, looking over at sydney. the corners of her lips turn up as she gives him a nod. “yup! let’s go, i am ready to get drunkkk!”

the pair walks down the stairs to matt and chris, sydney going over to the couch and grabbing her purse with only lipgloss in it.

chris carefully watches her every move, taking in the outfit the girl is wearing. he wishes he could be the one taking it off her tonight, but he knows he could never. she’s just nicks best friend.

sydney took notice of chris looking at her and gave herself a slight smirk. she’s always thought of chris in ways no one should think of their best friends brother, but who cares? cause surely she doesn’t.

“hey chris,” sydney mumbles to him as she walks past him, walking out of the sturniolo’s house. chris just nods his head in her direction as he puts his hands in his pockets and follows her to the car.

sydney sits next to nick in the back as she plugs her phone in to connect to the aux. “no mrs.swift and we’re good, alright syd?” matt says to her as she nods in response.

the group was going to their friend, madison’s, house for a party she was throwing for her new album.

it only took a few minutes to get there since the sturniolo’s live not to far from the girl. sydney was the first one to quickly get out the car and walk up to the front door, giving a polite knock.

madison opens the door with a huge smile, “heyyy syd!! it’s been so long girl oh my gosh? come on in!” she says as madison opens the door wider for the girl.

the rest follow behind her as they go in separate directions, from the dance floor to the drink stand. chris doesn’t stay to far from sydney tho, not for any specific reasons of course..?

sydney quickly gets to the dance floor, random people surrounding her as the song “moth to a flame” blasts through her ears.

a random boy walks over to sydney, running his hands over her body as he grinds against her in a dancing manner slowly. as chris see’s this, his grip on his drink tightens.

who is this man? and why is his hands on MY woman?

before any bad thoughts could enter chris’s mind, his feet move him towards the pair, pushing past anyone or anything that’s in his way.

“sydney? what’s going on over here baby?” chris says as his hands wander to his waist, shooting the guy a look.

“what— why are you call-“ before she could finish her scentence, chris’s lips hit hers. the boy quickly walks away as chris’s hands roam all over her body.

a whimper passes her lips which makes chris’s tounge enter her mouth. before anything gets to heated though, she quickly backs away as her eye meet his. “what was..” sydney says as she catches her breathe, “what was that for?” she finishes.

“i don’t like how that boy had his hands all over you. he can’t do that. you’re my girl, not his.” chris admits as his lips ghost over hers.

“let’s go somewhere else, alright?” he whispers against her lips as he grabs her hand and pulls her to madison’s guest bedroom.

sydney feels her back get pressed up against the door as a click fills the room, indicating the doors locked. wasting no time, chris smashes his plump lips against hers.

teeth clashing and wet noises fill the room as their lips move against eachother for was feels like hours. “let me take this off you, yeah?” chris says as his fingers hook in the loop of her denim skirt. sydney nods as he swiftly takes them down.

“fuck chris..” sydney quietly whispers as his head dips between her thighs. chris kitten licks her core through her panties as his hands run up and down her thighs. “don’t stop, please,” she whispers as chris nods against her.

“i don’t think i could stop even if i wanted to syd,” chris whispers as he rips her panties off with his teeth, going right into her clit. a loud groan escapes sydney’s lips which makes chris put 2 fingers into her mouth.

chris’s tongue pushes into her as he sloppily places wet kisses against her core. he slowly slides his fingers out which caused a pop from sydney’s lips.

he places the 2 fingers into her as he slowly pushes them in and out of her. “ohhh fuck chris!” she moans a little louder than the last time, her chest rising up and down. “just like that..” she whimpers out.

“fuck mama, so good. always so good for me,” chris praises as he looks up at her, his fingers knuckle deep in her. sydney tries to contain eye contact but as she reaches her high, she quickly looks away.

“if you don’t keep eye contact i’m gonna stop, alright ma?” chris tells her which makes sydney quickly look at him. “o..okay,” she breathes out as chris smirks to himself.

“atta girl,” he whispers as he plunges his fingers in her at a faster pace. sydney’s legs begin to shake, “close.. close!” she screams out as her legs begin shaking faster this time. “let it out baby, cum all over my fingers.” he tells her.

sydneys chest slows down as she lets out on his fingers. chris sticks his fingers in his mouth as he tastes her on his tongue. “oh fuck chris..” she breathes out as she catches her breath.

chris begins to take his pants off with his underwear as he lets his hard cock out his pants. “jesus..” she whispers to herself as she looks at it. how’s it gonna fit?

“don’t worry baby, you can take it,” chris tells her as he grabs the condom from his back pocket and putting it on. “why do you—“ sydney begins asking but gets off when she feels chris thrust into her.

“oh FUCK,” sydney moans out as her hands go to chris’s hair, tugging and pulling on it. his pace fastens as he leans down to place a kiss against her throat.

the room is filled with skin slapping noises as moans from both of them. “i’m so close baby..” chris whimpers out as his hands move to her throat as he thrusts harder into her.

sydney’s lips part as she’s a sweating, moaning mess. “gonna cum chris, gonna cum!” she moans out loudly as she realeses all over chris’s cock.

chris lets out not to late after her, pulling out and tieing the condom up. he throws it into a piece of toilet paper and puts it in the trash can next to them.

“that was—“ chris whispers out as he puts his full attention right back onto sydney. “yeah..” she replies back as she puts her clothes back on, not bothering to get cleaned up.

“don’t think this is the last time we’re doing that. i hope you know you’re mine. you’ve been mine syd,” chris says as he leans against her ear, placing a kiss behind it.

“trust me chris, i wouldn’t let it be,”

[fanon-canon-idfk]

two things: 1. tysm for writing for masc aligned people it makes me so so happy because it’s not something we see often unfortunately:,) 2. could i req dazai x male!reader where they’re at a party and play truth or dare and dazai ends up finding out m!reader has a MASSIVE massive crush on him

You’ve got it <3

Dazai Osamu X Male Reader

It was the night after a particularly big mission, everyone in the agency was called in and you all, yet again, were successful.

So, in celebration, Yosano offered a party at her place for everyone to come to.

Originally you weren’t so sure you’d go, you had exhausted yourself from the mission and didn’t feel to up for a party where everyone would undoubtedly be drunk.

However, Yosano wouldn’t stop until she’d convinced you, so she used your one weakness.

Your enormous crush on your coworker, Dazai.

He was just so beautiful, and he always knew how to get you in the right mood for anything be it work, missions, hang outs, anything.

So, when Yosano got your first answer of “I’ll think about it” she simply asked Dazai to convince you.

You were packing up the stuff at your desk, when suddenly, an energetic Dazai swings himself around your shoulder, catching you off guard.

“M/N! Are you coming tonight?” He asked with a hand placed right at the junction of your neck and shoulder.

He always did this, every movement, every word, it was always right on the line between intimacy and platonic behavior.

He entranced you, kept you hooked.

You had no choice but to say yes after he asked if you were coming.

So now here you are, wandering around Yosano’s home, being greeted by everyone but who you were looking for.

Was it desperate to be looking for Dazai? Absolutely, but who can blame you when your chest feels so empty without him.

As you continued to wander around, Yosano grabbed your arm, her face tinted red showing her tipsy state.

“M/n, you came! Come onnn, we’re playing truth or dare!” She slurs as she pulls you over quickly to the small group sitting on the floor.

And there he is. Blue turtleneck, brown jacket, black pants, tipsy-red dusted cheeks and his hair oh so subtly tucked behind his ear.

God, that eats away at your heart.

Anyways, Yosano sat you down on the floor beside her before urging everyone to continue the game.

After a while of funny dares and embarrassing truths being thrown around, a now drunk Yosano enthusiastically throws an arm around your shoulders.

She asks you “Truth or dare!”

After thinking for a while, you ultimately said “Uh, truth.” Being the only sober one in the circle, you were not about to let drunk people give you a dare.

Everyone groaned as Yosano thought of something to ask you, then her inner lightbulb turned on.

“Is it true you have a crush on someone in this circleee??” She giggled, already knowing the answer.

In embarrassment, you absentmindedly darted your eyes over to Dazai.

As if your luck couldn’t get worse, Dazai locked eyes with you just as you looked at him,

And you watched time slow down as he realized everything.

Then it sped right back up and you quickly looked back at Yosano to save face, but it was too late.

“No no, I don’t like anyone!” You immediately denied, you could feel the sweat trickle down your back.

The rest of that game was tuned out in your mind, you could only think of how to handle Dazai’s reaction to your feelings.

Meanwhile, Dazai was so nervous he was practically drinking himself into a coma.

Sure he flirts and teases you but he never expected you to like him!

By the end of the night, Dazai was drunk out of his mind and couldn’t get himself home without help.

Kunikida and Atsushi had offered to help him home but he refused, whining on and on about how he didn’t want them.

Then he spots you in the corner of his eye, walking towards the door.

He clumsily runs over and wraps his arms around your torso right before he fell over.

“Y/nnnn, I’m so drunkkk… help me.. can’t go home like this..” He pouted, giving you puppy dog eyes.

Even when drunk he knows he has you wrapped around his finger..

You didn’t even have time to process it before the words “Of course, Dazai.. I’ll take you home.” Slipped out of your mouth like instinct.

Shit.

Now here you are, blasting the radio for a drunk Dazai to sing to so he wouldn’t question you on before. Yourself, sitting quietly.

Eventually, Dazai passed out, allowing you to turn of the loud radio.

You sat with your thoughts as you continued to drive, pondering on what you could do.

You then had to stop at a red light, sighing frustratedly at how long it was taking.

In the least hateful way possible, you wanted to stop being alone in a car with Dazai.

As you sat there, anxiously bouncing your leg, a hand was then placed on your active thigh.

“Mmmm…” a half asleep Dazai groaned, he then slumped his body over the division between your seat and his.

“Dazai, what’s wrong-“ you stopped yourself as he laid his flushed face against your thigh, hugging your leg.

Before you could process anything or move him back, a honk came from behind you and you had to begin driving past the now green light.

Shit, shit, SHIT.

The rest of the drive you were tensed up, getting impossibly more stiff as Dazai’s sleeping arms hugged your leg tighter.

It felt like hours until you finally made it to Dazai’s dorm.

When you got there, then there was a new problem, Dazai’s iron grip on your leg.

Fuckkk, how would you get him off without waking him?

You started by slowly lifting your leg, as slow as possible.

Unfortunately for you, gravity exists.

The more to lifted your leg, the more Dazai’s body started falling closer and closer to your hipbone.

Right as you’d lifted your leg enough to start prying his arms off, his face slid down and fell against your torso.

You stiffened immediately, flustered at the closeness.

You watched a dead asleep Dazai cuddle in closer as you tried to stay as quiet as possible

When he finished rustling you began softly peeling his arms off your leg and for the moment, putting them around your shoulders as you picked him up in your arms and carried him out of the car.

You gently used your foot to close the car door silently, you then began carrying Dazai toward his dorm room.

You slowly fished his keys out of his jacket pocket, unlocking his door and closing it softly with, again, your foot.

You look around before finding his futon and beginning to slowly lower him on to it.

Right when you went to lift your head up though, a thin pair of arms were still wrapped around your shoulders.

You looked at Dazai’s face as he began mumbling in his sleep, trying to understand what he was saying.

“Mmm.. bhfren.. my boyfren..” he slurred, you stared at him in confusion, leaning closer to hear his words better.

You turned your head to have your ear facing him, listening as best as you could.

Thats when Dazai’s arms pulled you towards him, he then placed a small and clumsy peck onto your cheek.

You whipped your head towards him to see he was somehow still sleeping, how the hell can someone kiss someone in their sleep???

He then pouts his lips lazily as you felt his arms pulling you in again.

Shit shit shit he was trying to actually kiss now?!?!

You can’t just let this happen!

Right before he met your lips you yanked your head away from under his arms.

As into him as you were, you weren’t going to let him kiss you when he wasn’t conscious of any of his actions.

You caught his arms before they cold land on his face, moving them to rest at his sides.

You then gently removed his shoes one by one, setting them off to the side of his futon.

You placed his covers over him and rested his keys next to his shoes, then you got up and began walking to the door.

When you got to the door, you looked back at his sleeping form one last time before opening it and walking out.

With your car already parked in front of Dazai’s dorm, you didn’t worry too much about it as you simply walked upstairs to your own.

What a night.

This is going to be a pain in the neck tomorrow…

[mysticallystilinski]

does it work if I send you a prompt and you choose who it best suits??

“ you’re always there. i didn’t used to see it before, but i do now. every time i’ve ever needed someone, you were there.  ”  

COMFORT [ stiles x fem!reader ]

desc. STILES ADMITS HIS FEELINGS ON A CHILLY NIGHT AFTER COMING HOME DRUNK TO HIS BESTFRIEND

has : tw: emetophobia (gagging and hurling), some angst, major fluff, stiles being the cutest babygirl ever,

it was a cold december night, specifically christmas eve. you and your best friend stiles were about hanging out because sheriff stilinski was at work, and your parents were on vacation. the plan was to have a star wars marathon, accompanied with some popcorn and candy.

the blankets were all set out as you waited for stiles to arrive. you heard a loud knock on your door, it was 30 minutes earlier than his planned arrival. you headed off the couch and made your way to the front of the house. as soon as your hand grabbed the knob, the door flung open.

in came a drunk and stumbling brown haired boy. stiles was known for being a light weight, but this has never happened. “stiles, what the hell. are you drunk?”, you yelled. he looked up at you before running through the house. he took a lap around it and then came back to you. “sseee i’m- i’m not drunkkk”, he slurred.

he laughed and gave you a big hug. you sighed in exasperation as he clung to you. his hands found their way to your lower back. for a quick second you felt butterflies, but instantly brushed them away as you began to hear stiles gagging. it must’ve been the alcohol, so he rushed to your bathroom in a flash.

he almost knocked you over while running, but soon made it to the toilet. you heard hurling and gasping for air. you stifled a chuckle as you made your way over to him. by the time you walked there, he was almost all the way passed out onto the floor. his position was so funny that you had to take out your phone for a picture.

the camera clicked as the flash went on, and awakened him from his slumber. “heyy, i do not consent to that”, he giggled while pushing himself up to a sitting position. you headed over the shoes on the ground, and sat on the edge of your tub. stiles back was pressed up against the wall, as he stared into your eyes.

you couldn’t tell if he was zoning out, or just making heavy eye-contact. he mumbled something, but you couldn’t make out what exactly it was. “what did you say stiles?”, you laughed. he put his head down and mumbled again. you brushed it off as it may have not been that serious. stiles on the other hand continued to repeat himself.

“y/n, you’re always there”, he said. your eyes widened as he made that statement. you went to talk, but he interrupted you. “i didn’t used to see it before, but i do now. every time i’ve ever needed someone, you were there.” tears swelled up in his eyes, and his voice cracked at the last word. “what made you think that stiles?”, you whispered.

you and stiles have been best-friends, and never more. lydia was the one in his life that he has had a crush on for years. you have always had that one thought in your mind thinking more of him, but never expected anything to happen.

stiles lifted up his head and stared into your eyes. “i- i don’t know, i’ve just felt like i needed to say that”, he spoke sappily. you couldn’t tell if it was drunk stiles making moves, or sobered up stiles. “i don’t know if i can handle this right now stiles”. you got off the bathtub only to be grasped down onto stiles lap.

“please don’t leave,” he said while whispering in your ear. your stomach began to make knots. ‘don’t do this right now’, you thought. you tilted your neck up to look at him. he suddenly leaned in and placed his lips upon yours. they still tasted like alcohol. he used his hand to run his fingers through your hair.

you kissed him back passionately and slowly. his hands lowered from your hair to you waist. you slowly pulled back and lifted yourself up. “i’m gonna go get some towels, and water”, you spoke. he nodded in reply. you quickly ran out of the bathroom and to your closet. you grabbed a bright red towel, and got some water out of the kitchen.

heading back to the bathroom, you heard some noises. they sounded almost like groaning, but you couldn’t make it out exactly. you stopped in the doorway to find a sat up stiles, sleeping. his mouth was slightly open, and he was snoring soundly. you placed the towel and water upon the sink, and went to sit next to him.

you lowered your body from the air to the wall. once you hit the floor, stiles head fell upon your shoulder. you heard his little gasps for breath through his snoring. he laid there in silence as you slowly closed your eyes. you quickly felt very tired, and put your head on top of stiles. you drifted to sleep as stiles snores soothed you.

[3vergr3en]

EEEKK,, i’m literally gon makeout with u thru the phone if u bless us with pussydrunk taki🙈

anon. this is gonna be you and me 🔜👩🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏻. And what you ask for, you shall receive <3

smut under the cut. mdni.

Pussy drunk Taki is both a blessing and a curse.

You’ve never had anyone fawn over you, specially your pussy, as much as this boy has.

With every chance he can get, he simply wants to be between your thighs.

You’re feeling sad? He’ll simply have you sit on the counter, legs hooked over his shoulders while his face is just coated in your juices as he sucks on your clit.

HE GETS SOOO EASILY PUSSY DRUNKKK

“T-Taki,, n’more— s’too much!” You’d gasp, hips buckling forwards against his mouth as his tongue swirls his name along the bundle of nerves.

and he just shushes you, hands grabbing at your hips to pin you in place— forcing you through another orgasm. “‘m not done yet, please?”

and you can’t bring yourself to deny him his pleasure of eating you out :(

(mentions of somnophilia & dacryphilia)

and even when you’re sleeping, he just can’t help but to get a little taste of you when he sees that you’re only sleeping in his shirt and those pretty white cotton panties.

His hands are behind your thigh, pushing your knees up against your chest, granting him easy access to your glistening pussy.

so when you stir awake from the sensation of your first orgasm bubbling in the pit of your stomach, don’t be surprised if you see the top of his head peaking out from beneath the blanket.

“Baby,, wa—wait,, don’t stop!” Don’t worry, he wasn’t planning on it. But be careful of what you say, because he is a man of his word.

It’s your fourth orgasm already, and he hasn’t shown any signs of stopping anytime soon.

Even when you’re crying fat, hot tears because you’re just so overstimulated, he’ll make you feel better by ripping another orgasm out of you!

But you can’t bring yourself to tell him to stop because his tongue feels so good against your cunt.

Like whenever he licks a long stripe between your folds, slurping up your slick before it travels down your ass to cling onto the sheets.

or when his tongue flicks your clit from side to side before sucking it between his lips.

or when he hums against your clit, sending shockwaves throughout your body.

“Taki.. pl-please, I can’t!” Your voice is so broken, filled with desperation to have your cunt get a rest from his relentless attacks.

“Y/n, just one more, please? I promise I’ll stop then.” He looks up at you with such puppy dog eyes, his mouth and chin coated in your slick makes you unable to deny him.

So, you let him have his way with you. It’s only just this once, right?

(no. no it will not.)

[ravenxd]

The way George is so touchy when he's drunkkk lmaoo

[harrisonpatricksmith]

Send bleu checkmwrk to the dare (me) I think he’s (me) with it

Imnn drunkkk

[quokkahans]

Double Catfished! [Special Chapter]

A/N: Hello, J here! So, this special chapter serves as the alternate ending! In other words, how will the story go when Changbin would drink the mysterious shot.. For context, please read the previous parts. If you have or at least remember the plot, enjoy! ;)

WARNING: This fic contains feederism, and intentional weight gain which are all SAFE FOR WORK / SFW and in this chapter, obsessive behavior which can be triggering. If you are uncomfy with this type of story and/or its elements, please look away and scroll before the cut.

AO3 VERSION

FINALE (REAL ENDING) -- PART 2

【   ♡ (˘▽˘>ԅ( ˘⌣˘)   】

Should I drink it? Is it worth it?

These questions were flooding Changbin's mind before he thought over it and made a decision, although it seemed sketchy, there could be a reason behind it. After all, maybe it was just one of the bar's promos for new customers.. Nothing malicious can happen on the first date, right?

Even if it wasn't the bottle of soju Jisung ordered, the older boy thought he had more than enough room for a couple of shots so he decided to take it, thanking the waiter as he left.

"Fuck it, I've been holding myself back for just a shot.. It's no big deal.", the black-haired man muttered before drinking the contents of the small glass in just one go. Little did he know, Jisung got out of the bathroom just in time to see his boyfriend really fall for his trap, making him smirk.

The younger boy decided to hold off walking back to the table and buy his gullible boyfriend some time, watching his Binnie slowly get antsy with a couple of shots. Good thing he wasn't that visible while having a good view, bless the layout of this bar. But one thing needs to be discussed: how did this happen?

Remember when Han had to go to the bathroom, right? Well, that maniac didn't have to go to the bathroom since he requested an empty shot glass and mixed in vodka with something.. special, just to keep his special someone knocked out throughout the night and buying Jisung some time to make his plan flawless. After that, this brings us back to around 30 minutes after where the light-haired boy was just watching his date down the special "shot" and some additional shots when the soju bottle finally came plus some snacks he snuck, a dirty grin splayed on his face before he came back, acting like a fool (well, he is a crazy fool, so there's the point).

Upon seeing his lover, Changbin's eyes lit up and the alcohol must've been taking its course now.

God, he's such a lightweight...

Jisung thought before cooing softly, hearing the older whine. "Where were you, Sungieee? You took so longgg.. I thought you left me!", he pouted deeply before being shushed by Han.

"Ohh, my sweet sweet Binnie.. don't think like that! I just had to take a really long call, okay? Sorry for leaving you.."

The sweet tone just made Changbin more confused but it was too enticing not to contest it so he just nodded slowly and cling to the quokka boy just a little bit more. "Hmph, okay thennn.. You owe me some kisses!", he declared, as if it was a debt to be paid (but it was true) and to his surprise, the other complied and gave his boyfriend the needed kisses, making Bin blush furiously.

"Happy now?"

"Very. You're the besttt~"

The couple now took their time with some more shots being shared—mostly being given to Changbin since Jisung turned down those being offered to him, in the guise of helping his now-drunk boyfriend but in reality, the squirrel-like boy just wanted to watch how the older boy was falling deeper and deeper into his trap and in love. But then, they had to go since the bar was closing so a taxi needed to be called.

"Let's go, baby~ We need to go home for you to rest, you're so wasted now.", Jisung teasingly said to a very clingy Changbin who was mumbling somewhere between "Nooo, I wanna stayyy~" and "I-I'm not drunkkk!" before they got inside the taxi and that's where the dwaekki placed some drunken kisses on his lover's forehead and cheeks until they arrived at Jisung's place, with Bin still highly clingy and enamored.

Upon arriving, the baker helped his drunk boyfriend off the taxi before paying the fare and then carrying him bridal style to the bedroom. As Jisung checked back to see how Changbin was doing, the older boy was already fast asleep and slightly snoring much to the quokka's dirty grin as they were now settling in the bed.

"Finally.. I got you wrapped under my fingers, hm? If you knew how obsessed I am with you, but lucky for you, when you wake up.. you won't have any choice but to stay with me."

Those words were laced with sweet venom as Han let out a small, maniacal snicker before looking for his phone and taking pictures of the sleeping frame of his boyfriend.

Another playful giggle came out of Jisung's lips as he looked at the finished pictures. "So cute while sleeping.. How much more if he gets bigger and so cuddly? Ahh, such a thought~", he muttered before cuddling his lover.

Such a fool when it comes to love.

【 ♡ (˘▽˘>ԅ( ˘⌣˘) 】

It was a fun time for Changbin last night, he had his first date with the boy who he talked to for almost a year in an online dating app and recently dating as well. So nothing could go wrong after this, right?

Wrong.

When the dark-haired boy tried to get up, he felt like something was attached to his arms so Changbin opened his eyes slowly and stirred awake. What he saw made his whole soul awaken and almost separate from his whole body.

"Wha- Hello? Jisung?", the shorter boy struggled to unravel the handcuffs that were tied to his wrists, feet and the ends of the bed, the cold air poking through more than usual but when he looked at the mirror, Bin realized that he was half-naked. As much as Bin wanted to blush, it was really scary since he was basically trapped on all four limbs.

"Let me out!", he begged once more before footsteps were heard outside, making the boy sigh in relief before Jisung entered the room with an obsessive look towards his boyfriend.

"Well well well.. good morning~", the quokka smiled widely before walking closer to his lover and grabbing a handful of the older's heavier belly, shaking it subsequently. That shot already did some damage, making Bin's tummy a bit larger than usual.

"L-Let me out!", Changbin whined before trying his best to get his arms and ankles out of the handcuffs but it was no use, Jisung was totally in control now.

"Aww, why would I though? I wanted you to stay.. forever."

What happened to the sweet, loving boyfriend that the news writer once knew of? This wasn't the cute quokka that he met on the first date, he was a maniac! An obsessive maniac!

Changbin looked with horror on how his Hannie turned into such a monster, but this has to be a joke.. right? The news writer got agitated and his eyes got glossier by the minute.

"W-Was this your plan all along?! I thought you really loved me!"

"Oh, I do.. I really do! Just on the level you don't expect from me.."

Jisung got closer and caressed his lover's cheek, squishing it in the process but the older swatted his hand away, tears trickling in and heart breaking at his date's psychotic behavior. "Don't touch me!"

That made Jisung a bit sad, not going to lie, but the fact Changbin was so powerless made his ego just a little bit higher.

"And then what? You're going to talk your way into leaving me? Bin, I know you better than that.. You'd be such a dumbass if leaving all of this behind would be your first option!", the younger boy shook his head, eyes brimming full of tears.

"But I know you won't do that.. right? So what do you say?"

Bin was still silent, but inside, he was brimming with anger. It looked like such an easy decision but his heartstrings were tugged so strongly, it may have swayed him to the other side..

"Still can't make a decision? Poor Binnie.. Time is ticking, my love. Too bad, I prepared breakfast just for us and I can't let it go to waste."

Changbin's eyes widened softly, his mind and heart getting conflicted with each other but he couldn't let Jisung hanging.

So, he made the decision for himself. "F-Fine! I won't leave you.. just, let me out here please! I can't stand not hugging you..", the black-haired pouted before his boyfriend gave in and uncuffed him, the couple hugged together before Jisung pinched his chubby cheeks as they headed to the kitchen.

"Such a good boy, hm? Come on, you must be hungry~"

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"Look at you, my sweetheart~ You're getting bigger and bigger! Such a piggy for me, hm?"

2 years later, after love won out, Changbin didn't regret his choice. At first, it was hard but he got used to Jisung being obsessive because when you really love someone, you learn to be obsessed too.

But that wasn't the only thing that changed, even Bin's body. He doubled his weight in those years, the once chubby belly turned into a massive one that would jiggle with every step and hang over Changbin's enormous thighs, several rolls littered on each side and stretchmarks on his navel and all over the soft flesh. His chest melted into big breasts, and even if Jisung would grab it with his hands, it would still overflow.

The shorter boy's lower body wasn't safe though, as his already big ass got enlarged with fat and was a primary target for Jisung's groping habits.

But when you have a boyfriend who loves your curves and body, Changbin wouldn't even settle for less. He loved and will continue to love Jisung. For now, he'd just have to savor this moment, gorging on one of his huge meals.

"This piggy's obsessed with you~ Love you, my Sungie!"

"Love you too, my big baby."

== THE END !! ==

A/N: Whew! It felt like years since whipping up a new post so here you go! Thank me later ;).

Anyways, y'all can drop some suggestions or we can have a story RP! <3 Again, thank you for reading!

[redactedwriting]

i’ve been listening to run dry from soul punk on repeat mainly for the line

“oh they say everything in moderation / but i’ll drink you under the table”

im so drunkkk @ patrick stump patrickkkk 😭😭😭😭 just imagining his fingerless gloved hands grabbing my thighs and leaving bruises while he eats pussy, looking up at me with those pretty blue eyes & grinning 😞😞

god that’s such a banger line. run dry is actually my second fave from spunk (fun fact)

patrickkkk you wanna eat pussy so bad. hey wait full fucking stop i just heard the line as second meanings. fuck hold on ENGLISH MAJOR MOMENT NO ONE LOOK AT ME FOR BEING LAME

everything in moderation->drinking safely, and then the self sabotage of i’ll drink you under the table-> saying basically, fuck moderation, fuck the idea of drinking safely, you wanna tell me about moderation? bitch i’ll drink you under the table. (as in, i will drink so much more than you and be way more sober than you, bitch)

BUT I JUST HEARD. FUCK!

i’ll drink you, under the table. i’ll get on my knees right now and drink you up, lick you fucking clean, fuck moderation, i want you.

back to horny

yeah i think he should eat pussy forever. his pretty blue eyes looking sweet and cocky from between your thighs as he slooowly pressed forward and licks at your cunt, just barely, just enough to get you gasping softly. you’d grab his hair and try to pull him closer but he doesn’t obey, just takes his time, his pace. and it’s the hottest thing in the mf world GOD

[a-different-player]

Yelling could be heard in the deep parts of the forest, it was close to nighttime. Your muse(s) was a little curious, and decided to check it out. The people who were yelling were Tim (Player's (Autumn's) dad) and..... Some dead kid?? " A-Autumn! Please! I'm so sorry!-" Tim yelled. " Save it. A stupid apology isn't going to justify what you've done, murderer! " Haha- I'm sorry. What? This poor kid- is AUTUMN?? THIS 8-9 YEAR OLD DEAD MF?? " For fuck sake, I was drunk!! Why won't you just fucking forgive me already?! " Her dad tried defending himself, but it didn't work unfortunately.. " BECAUSE YOU KILLED THE ONLY KID YOU HAD! KILLED!! 'Oh nOoOoo I wAs jUsT drUNkkk', THAT ISN'T A DAMN EXCUSE FOR KILLING ME. YOUR OWN DAUGHTER! "

Tim was practically in tears by now, he felt horrible... It was true though. He did kill the only daughter he had, and he couldn't do anything to get his kid back.. And now, she's here. But as a spirit... And not only as a spirit. She came back as a vengeful spirit. And he couldn't blame her..

// @sun-and-moon-sb @ask-a-literal-anon @anybody! Idk who else to tag- But yeah! This is the AU I've been talking about! It's called the 'Vengeful Spirit AU'! Keep in mind that they won't know who any of your muses are due to them being from a complete different universe- (You can ask more about it in the asks! Just make sure you mention that your talking about the Vengeful Spirit AU, and I'll know what ur talking about! ^^)

[lietuvens]

drunkkk got a d8 cancelld w a 6 years older man he tried to lowkey invite me over Over a call he made 20 min long it was abt cancelling plans and joking around cuz i feel that way went to a bar to compensate got hit on by an even older man but had a good convo through the night now im smoking a cig in my kitchen sitting on the countertop next to spaghetti thats boiling n cooking life is life

[anglesbythestrokes]

Auuuuggfhhh i gott super drunkkk againn and i ended up jerking off on cameraaaaa so embarrassinggggg 🫣🫣🫣🫣 i cant evven remember if i saidd anything embarrrassing i probably diddd i dont rllly know why im postinggg this im still like a littttttlle tipsy and im about 2 go to work but like maaaan my mind iz racing 🤭 anyways i was watching house md before he called me and there was i kid you not an episode about this giy who had a stroke because his dom choked him too many times 😭😭😭and he asked her to do it IN THE HOSPITAL ROOOM soo funny nobody in their right mind would EVER do that in a hospital

[inaworldlikethis52]

There’s like 3 different sides to him man.

I hate when he drinks and he’s drunkkk drunkkkk and anything that he says just doesn’t make sense.

He’s okay when he’s drunk with his friends, like Tuesday was fun. And he was alll over me but then again, drunk.

When he’s sober I feel confused. Like I don’t know how to act sometimes or what he’s feeling.

[666mistyday]

Tw shit post

Imagine you discover that Jason is the Red Hood in the same way Bella discovered Edward is a vampire

"i know who you are"

"say it. out loud!"

"the Red Hood"

"are you afraid?"

"no"

[fella-lovin-fella]

fun fact not many people know about!!!

if you send me asks i'll love you forever

[quackitytheduck]

q wasnt even drunk during the ”drunk” fnaf stream LMAO all those annoying ass tiktoks EXPOSED