#2023: answers

[kinetic-elaboration]

June 19: Jasper/Monty, 16th Summer

Jasper/Monty in the Southern Gothic AU for @backpacktheory. Thanks for the request Tried my best with this one, though I kind of struggled with it.

~980 words, written in about 40 minutes

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Their sixteenth summer, Raven teaches them how to drive, using her pickup truck and the flat, pale grassland in front of her house. Monty gets behind the wheel first. Raven rides shotgun, and Jasper stretches out in the bed in back, staring up at the sky sketched over with thin, pearly wisps of clouds across a shimmering blue, feeling the truck describe circles and awkward, bumpy squares as Monty practices shifting gears and making turns. He takes them up and down the rutted dirt driveway and then onto the paved road that leads eventually all the way back into town, and Jasper holds on tight to the edge of the truck bed, only the white grip of his pale fingers visible like a creature crawling itself free, when they take the first wide turn too wide. "What are you doing?" he yells. "Trying to throw me out? It's like I'm riding a bucking bronco here!"

He can make out the sound of Monty laughing through the glass of the back window, and Raven's hard-edged, clipped voice giving another command. The truck dips briefly off the shoulder, and then rights itself again.

The next day, they switch positions, and Jasper fumbles with the clutch as Monty sits in the back, yelling alternating jokes and encouragement, clapping and whooping when the old truck finally bumps forward. Its wheels crunch over the dead and flattened grass.

The seasons stretches still long and dry ahead of them, threatening fire in the underbrush.

Some days they spend right up through the late guttering of the evening at Raven's place, helping tend to her lawn, cooking dinner with her, for her, in the kitchen in the back of her house, the first of the slow-rising old mountains looking over them through the window above the sink. Bits of colored glass hanging there catch the hot and shimmering light. The air grows warmer and heavier still with the heat from the oven and the stove.

They get their licenses just in time for one summer road trip: a ritual to end the season, a pushing at the boundaries of things. Monty drives because he likes it more. Jasper sits next to him in the passenger's seat, cranks the window down and sings along to the radio, lets his hand ride along the waves of the cool breeze they create. Oh it's still devilish hot in late August, and barely any rain still for weeks. The stillness that everyone is trying to break, with their sprinklers, the hiss and click of them, and their standing fans whirring, and music through the open windows of their houses, the stillness comes with a sort of language of its own. Monty isn't bothered. When Jasper can't stand it, he comes over and lies on Monty's floor and picks up every quiet sound he can discern, bug noises in the garden, the creaking wooden frame of the old house.

They drive out to the next town over, which is bigger than Arkadia, and noisier, dusty gray sidewalks and sizzling pavement beneath their feet, wander into record stores and book shops and spend an hour in an antique store with a host of strange and byzantine, crowded rooms. In the narrow aisle between some creepy porcelain dolls and half-complete sets of old dishware, Jasper crowds against him, and Monty wraps an arm around him, and he thinks about the dishes they'll put in their kitchen when they're older and how far away and how close older seems, all at once.

On their way home, they pick up sandwiches, and picnic on the side of the road, just outside of town. The twin billboards loom large over them. Monty tips his head all the way back to stare at the closer one, how it intones to him The Devil Is Real in faded old text. A distant warning echoing through time. Jasper's hand is holding his, half-hidden in the grass.

Almost no breeze and almost no rain, but sometimes the air seems to ripple and breathe around them, and the grass bends lazily over itself, and the long highway stretches without a curve in sight. Only one car has passed them, this whole time. The sun shines unclouded and bright, skimming over the tops of the tallest trees, and the heat presses in, and he breathes deep and feels it heavy in his lungs.

The Devil.

He'd give everything to know what is real.

"It feels like you can see forever," Jasper says, all of a sudden, and Monty follow his gaze and sees that he is staring down the long road home. His eyes flicker then to the trees, and to the rounded mountain peaks, and then into the tall grass that whispers and rustle at the highway's edge. He can't see the billboards, because his back is to them. But Monty can feel, as if it were in his own chest, every hitch in Jasper's breath.

Sometimes they just feel it, like a pressure or another sense. The sense that they are not alone. If it's the Earth itself or another presence, if it's just the growing pains of learning and understanding, of feeling out the edges of this knowledge that, sometimes, it feels like only they in the whole history of the world have ever found, he doesn't know. It's a whisper on the skin. It's a dread feeling in the pit of his stomach, a sickness, a craving.

He holds on tighter to Jasper's hand.

Where Will You Be When He Comes Again? the other billboard asks, a warning, a taunt; the edge of it is ripped, where half a cross still stands, and through a hole in the corner, Monty can see straight through to the blazing hint of sunset on the other side. Where Will You Be?

Where is he now?

They pack up their stuff and head on home.

[cappycodeart]

"The dead one! Yeah I haven't thought about her in a long time!"

A little theory I've had about Winter King's original motives based on his heartless comment about Betty and Ice King's original motives for kidnapping princesses in the first place...... clearly she gave off Bad Ex Vibes…

[ficwip]

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[beescake]

im a sollux kinnie and ur art is great. like a delicious meal. 1 million courses. my compliments to the chef.

AOGHHH TYSM I REALLY APPRECIATE IT

in gratitude i present a little guy doing setup for the first time 🐝

[new-revenant]

Hi, sorry if this is annoying but I've had this idea for a while and I can't get it outta my head and I'm not a good writer. So here it is

Danny inherits an old amusement park from his deceased grandfather, it would've gone to Jack or Jazz but knowing Jack it would've been demolished in a week from him kool-aid manning himself through attraction walls and he didn't think Jazz would want a whole amusement park so he gave it to Danny, especially since he hated Maddie for encouraging the whole ghost nonsense with Jack.

So that's how a nineteen year old Danny found himself in an abandoned amusement park on the outskirts of Gotham and standing over the Joker who he accidentally knocked out with a 2 by 4 while assessing what he needed to fix. In Danny's defense the clown snuck up on him and he had headphones in. Now if only the group of furies would understand this was an accident

This isn’t annoying at all! “Kool-Aid maning” love that.

Danny would have to show them the paperwork he has that show that he now owns the place, but he doesn’t have it on him so he’s freaking out, thinking that he’s going to jail or something for trespassing on his own property. The Bat Fam are smart enough to know that he’s probably not lying about owning the park now, but they are going to need to do a background check and get the paperwork, because he is kinda sus. They are thankful that they don’t have to deal with Joker for a few more nights as he’s sent off to Arkham(idk how to spell) again. Some members jokingly want him to join, and the idea horrifies Danny so much he almost passes out from that alone.

And side note, it was Jack’s side of the family that seemed to be obsessed with the supernatural, see the blood blossom episode. But I do like the idea of different Fenton members believing in different supernatural creatures and not believing in others, so it still works for my head canons ha ha👍

[yawnderu]

Does bimbo!reader have a job? Or is Simon financially supporting her? And if yes, then what was she doing before meeting Simon?

Hmmm I'd say her parents support her lifestyle, paying for her education and any other things she wants— they can afford for her to study astrophysics, so I imagine them as very well-adjusted and while not exactly rich, they're wealthy enough to be able to pay for her many interests and lifestyle, along with her education.

She used to live in regular dorms before meeting Simon, but they both agreed to move to a much bigger apartment near her university in order to have more space and privacy! She buys a lot of things related to her interests and is now able to have as many things as she wants without having to worry about inconveniencing a roommate or violating housing policies.

Simon is financially supporting her as well!! He offered to pay for their expenses when they got together, and he doesn't have any issues on paying for her special interests either. All he asks is for her to stay loyal and love him— which is obviously the case. This girl is absolutely smitten with him and was unwavering loyalty and love for Simon, everyone can see it. Her parents still pay for her education and give her an allowance so she's not draining Simon's wallet (she's not)!! What they don't spend on housing anymore goes as extra money for her allowance.

Simon loves going home to his pretty girl, and has no issues buying her things, ranging from her special interests, to clothes he knows she'll like. He randomly sends her money just after thinking about her, and loves to see her try on the things she buys with it<3

Bimbo!Reader Masterlist

[countingstars-17]

Q: "Question to Max and Charles. You had incidents with each other but you always came out debriefing and talking even more. Is that a testimony of the bond over the years of racing you've done with each other?"

Max: "I had to steer a bit left at the start. We had a little moment. I explained to Charles what happened and it would also be the debriefing. I think it's something we do naturally. We did that already from back in the day in go karting. So it's nice when you had fun race and you have some battles. There's always something to talk about."

Charles: "Yeah exactly. But I think the debriefs we had back in the day were a bit more tense!".

Max: "Just an incHident!"

Charles: "Yeah [laughs]. But now we are a bit calmer and we grew up together. I know Max very very well as a driver. [...] We had fun and we spoke about it. He explained the situation and it was fine."

[izzabela]

Can you write about Bihan meets the reader as one of earthrealm's champions and immediately falls in love with her and is trying to find a way to be near her and ask her out on a date?

Melted Popsicle - Bi Han x fem!champion!reader (headcanons)

in which sunshine melts Bi Han

a/n: something something something bi han courts

ship[s]: bi han x fem!champion!reader

warning(s): none

Bi Han doesn't really do "love at first sight", but when Bi Han falls, he'll fall hard

And when he meets you, one of Liu Kang's champions, during a training session with the Lin Kuei, oh elder gods does he fall

- Bi Han, just like his brothers, is a loyal man. from the mission, to his clan, Bi Han will stay with you for a very long time

- Bi Han will stand around you like a guard dog, a quiet and protective presence

- it's unsettling, but you don't let it deter you as you talk to him, and boy does he enjoy it

- he wouldn't say it though, he'd just listen and hum in agreeance. the sounds of your voice softens his hardened features

- he'll spar with you. a lot. that's how you, the other champions, and his brothers realize he's taken a liking to you

- he'll give you grace during sparring, more that usual. he'll point out your flaws and show you how to improve them ten-fold

- Bi Han starts eating with you too. he'll either sit with you, or he'll take the time to ask you (usually goes like, "Come eat")

- it gets serious when Bi Han is asking his brothers how approachable he looks. he'll (reluctantly) ask Tomas how he gets along with the initiates, and he'll ask Kuai Liang how women always flock to him whenever they're out and about off-duty

- Bi Han starts paying attention to the little things about you when he realizes the advice from his brothers doesn't help him (honestly, it scared you with how quick he changed his personality). he listens whole-heartedly to anything you say you like or don't like about different things

- and you know what they say, to be loved is to be seen. Bi Han starts getting stuff for you, always having an extra towel for breaks in between spars, water, he'll always grab two sparring weapons whenever it's time to practice or learn new things

- Bi Han also gives you, and only you, the ability to use his powers for personal uses. i HC that Bi Han used to use his ice powers to play with his brothers when he was younger (around maybe 13 y/o, he stopped). only for you will he create little figures of ice and snow, only you will he emit a chill aura to soothe your bruises

- at this point too, Bi Han, definitely spends the entire day with you. at least, he tries to. he does have to cycle between the other champions to watch them spar, but any waking minute not used by the others, he'll always be right next to you

- i'd like to think Bi Han, when alone, paces around in circles to figure out what to do for you next. very methodical that man is, and intentional too

- after a couple more weeks, he's starting to push the boundaries he has on himself to ask you out. he tries to drop hints, but the way he does it basically gives it away

- things like "what is your favorite place to eat?" or "do you have a place to yourself to relax?" even a "do you like to [insert fun activity]?" he's not very good at asking things discreetly

- if Bi Han is good at anything, though, it's sincerity. he gifts you lovely courting gifts: flowers, hand-made gifts from the tradespeople of Arctika, scents- all the romantic jazz

- i think what really gets you is the practical gifts Bi Han gives you. once again, "to be loved is to be seen" dwells in his soul so fiercely it scares you how well he gives you things. from a pouch that holds all things and remains weightless, to a athletic wear that has pockets for your phone- he sees you

- when Bi Han eventually asks you out to become his girlfriend, he has a whole speech prepared for you. it's really cute, honestly, mainly because they sound like vows for a wedding (totally not pregaming yours and his wedding)

- and he speaks eloquently, softly, voice barely above a whisper as you zone in on his words. how he describes your beauty, what you make him feel, how madly in love he's been since he laid eyes on you

- "a pestering thought," he says. "though, one i do not mind, and one i would keep in my mind until my memory fails."

Bi Han doesn't do "love at first sight", but when he does, he falls hard...

and it's a hundred miles an hour at that point on

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hey guys! i'm not dead!

1. school sem is going good so far, 2. i went to a concert last weekend for NIKI! 3. long nails are hard to type in...

okay see yall in the next fic!

[temeyes]

ghost pls i'm begging you, i'm freezing over here (srs)

[iliketangerines]

Imagine imagine imagine Bi-Han and Reader as enemies for as long as they can remember, but recently Reader feels attracted to Bi-Han and one night decides to touch herself at the image of him. Add some degrading kink here and some size kink there sprinkle sprinkle ykyk :3

calling my name

a/n: 4200 words...y'all better eat this up, please, i'm begging you

pairing: bi han x afab!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI) light bondage, degradation kink, size kink, overstimulation, pussy eating

you absolutely hate Bi Han, he always had to one up you, always had to be better, always had to make sure to rub it in your face whenever he beat you in a spar

it was absolutely infuriating, and you seeth at him from across the room as he lectures the trainees and mentors for something idiotic that one person had messed up

he was so serious about every single little thing, and you wanted to slap him, to beat him into the dirt because of course he would take such a stupid mistake so seriously

someone had left out a weapon on the training grounds rather than putting it back on the rack, and for some reason, this was the hill Bi Han was going to die on

you barely hold in your scoff and your eye-roll as Bi Han walks by you, and you sit until your ass is numb and he’s finally done lecturing you all

finally, you walk off back to your room, the day already dark and moon high from how long the grandmaster had lectured you all

why did the mentors have to be there? it’s not like any of you would make a mistake so trivial, and now your night was wasted

you were going to sit down with a good book and a hot cup of red tea and sip on it until the candle burned down, but now you couldn’t even do that

closing the door, you strip off your clothes and angrily throw them into your laundry basket and put on your loose pajamas

maybe you would just go to sleep then

flicking off the lights to your room and closing the blinds, you bury yourself underneath the sheets and stare at the wall of your room

except sleep won’t come to you, no matter what position you flip yourself into or how long you close your eyes, and now you’re angry for a different reason

finally, you lay on your back, the blanket rumpled around you, and all you can do is stare at the ceiling as you lay wide awake

the meeting from earlier flashes through your mind and how Bi Han had strut around the room, dressed in only a casual uniform for training

it was sleeveless and tight, one size too small for him, and you could see every time his arm flexed and how his chest nearly spilled out from the front

you hated Bi Han so much that it turned into lust, and it frustrated you to no end how much you craved him despite how much you also wanted to beat him into the dirt

huffing out into the air, you dip one hand below your shorts and press them against your clit, biting your lip at the feeling

you start with slow circles, sighing at the feeling, and you can feel your pussy clench around nothing and getting wet as you continue

your fingers are nimble, nowhere near soft, but not quite calloused just because you engage in more hand to hand combat rather than with weapons, and you wonder how Bi Han’s fingers would feel against your clit

you’ve fought with him many times, felt his calloused and scarred fingers dig into your skin and cause bruises to bloom across you

they would be rough, focused, determined, rubbing quick and hard circles into your clit, and you let out a soft moan as you quicken your pace

parting your legs slightly and taking a pause to throw off your pants, you rub your clit with practiced fingers, closing your eyes and enjoying the feeling

pleasure buzzes through you, hums in every fiber of your being as you get yourself closer and closer to the edge

you imagine Bi Han is here with you, fingers rough against you and pushing you further and further to the edge

his voice would be saying something, always something because the grandmaster always had something to say or do to prove his point

you can imagine the deep rumble of his voice, the growl he would let out, his neat and pristine hair being mussed by your hands

you’ve never wanted to pull out his bun so much and mess up his hair and tug tangles into the strands, and you know he would be irritated with the action

he would pin you down to the ground, thick fingers moving to fuck your drooling pussy while his thumb grinds against your clit

it would be delicious and angry and hot, and you let out a moan of his name as you cum on your fingers, letting your orgasm wash over you and light every sense in your body

you slow down your fingers on your clit and let out a little breath, feeling more tired than earlier, and you remove your fingers and adjust your position to turn onto your side

where you see an open door and someone standing there in casual training uniform

a chill runs down your spine and your heart thumps in your chest as your eyes trail up, up toned legs, a plush chest with crossed arms, and a scowling Bi Han

oh fuck

immediately, you throw your blanket over your bare legs, mouth open in surprise, and you sit up, fingers clutching the blanket so hard that you might as well tear a new hole through it

he doesn’t do anything, and you don’t say anything, stuck in a staring contest that you desperately didn’t want to be in

and then he steps in closer to you, making you flinch, and he closes the door behind him, his silhouette nothing but a dark shadow in the black of your room

it’s hard to tell if he’s moving, smiling, going to kill you, and you shift on the bed to turn on your lamp

but then there’s a hand on your legs through the blankets, yanking you further down the bed and making you gasp in surprise

you go to yell, scream, yelp, but a hand clamps itself over your mouth and his other pins your wrists above you, ice cold and freezing

he chuckles lowly, the only other sound in the room besides your pounding heart, and he says that he didn’t know that his most annoying soldier was so into him

you glare at him, almost hoping that it makes him drop dead, but unfortunately, it doesn’t, his hands still pressed against you

his breath gets close enough to fan out across your face, and it makes you flinch, not knowing that he was so close to you in the darkness of your room

your eyes had yet to adjust to the black night, and you kick your legs in an attempt to hit his stomach and fling him off of you

but he just slots his hips right in between your plush thighs, and you’ve run out of possible defenses to kick him off of you

unluckily for you, the rough cloth of his pants rubs on your sensitive clit when he had pushed his way between your legs, and you let out a small whimper at the feeling

you can feel his smirk before he opens his mouth, and you don’t move in fear of grinding against him and further embarrassing yourself

but from the way you can feel his hardness pressing right against your cunt, you’re guessing he liked you just as much you liked him

or at least, the way you liked his body because you hated his personality

Bi Han grinds his hips into yours, and your eyes finally adjust enough to see his stupid stupid smirk on his face, looking at you like you’re prey

his hand is still clasped over your mouth, but he lets go of your wrists, encasing them in ice so you couldn’t throw them at him

the ice almost burns, and it mixes with the pleasure you feel as he grinds against you, making your head spin and your nerves twist in every which direction

it doesn’t know whether to deal with the pain or deal with the pleasure, and it fills your head with a haze as you let out a muffled curse behind Bi Han’s rough hand

he lets go of your mouth, and you curse him out with as many expletives you can think of

Bi Han rolls his eyes, muttering something in Chinese under his breath, and you switch to the language and start cursing him out like that

he looks around your room, finding your discarded panties on the sheets above you, and he shoves them into your open mouth, effectively silencing you for the most part

you can’t even spit it out because it’s too large, and so you just glare at him, arms stuck to your fucking bedsheets and legs spread around his hips and staring at his insufferable face

he hates you, you know he does because he fights you like he does no other, and it’s clear in his words as he calls you a whore, a needy little slut

you continue to glare at him as he says that if you wanted him that badly, you should’ve just asked, he can’t but help a whore in need

his hands travel up shirt, cupping your breasts and squeezing them harshly, making you let out a choked whimper at the roughness

he just squeezes and squeezes your chest, doing nothing more than that for a second, before his thumbs find your hardened nipples and roll against them

the feeling makes you whine, and he grins at you, pinching your nipples repeatedly and listening to the muffled whines and whimper that flow out of you

you can’t stop the noises that come out of you, and neither can you control how your pussy grows more and more wet by the second

he murmurs, saying that you look so pretty when you’re quiet, so helpless beneath him, and that maybe he should keep you like this, all pliant for him

you try to growl underneath your gag, but then he lowers his head to your neck and sinks his teeth into your skin

a small yelp leaves your throat, and he runs his tongue over the mark, kissing a little lower before he sucks a hickey into you as well

it’s high up, too high to hide with your uniform, and you squirm in his grip to complain

but all it accomplishes is making you rub against him, and you just let out a pathetic mewl at the feeling and go still

he chuckles against your skin, kissing lower and repeating the process over and over again until he finally reaches your chest

he nips and bites at the skin before latching his mouth over your nipple, running his tongue over the nub, while his hand pinched your other nipple

his tongue and teeth are relentless against the sensitive nub, and you can’t help but squirm against him, growing needier and needier by the second

you garble out commands behind your gag, telling him to hurry up, to stop being such a coward and fuck you senseless already, but if he understands, he ignores you

he’s slow with his actions, just grinding himself into your sensitive clit, and the grandmaster continues to tease your chest, teeth lightly nipping at your nipple

it makes you whine and arch your back and your chest right into his awaiting mouth, and he smirks against your skin and detaches from your nipple with a slight pop

but he quickly moves to your other nipple, giving it the same overbearing treatment, tongue rubbing over the nub and teeth lightly biting into it

you really couldn’t take any more teasing, and you try to convey that as much with the way your hips buck into him, but he just growls and presses his body weight further into you

with his size compared to yours, you’re helpless to get him off of you and can only take the pleasure that he gives you

he seems to spend forever on your other nipple, and your head is starting to grow foggy with how much you need him as much as you hate to admit it

you wanted to flip him, take what you want and leave him needing, but for now, all you can do is let the pleasure cloud your mind and control your body

finally, after what feels like an eon, he detaches his mouth from your chest, giving it a playful bite before he looks at your heaving chest

he hums at the sight, pinching your nipples one more time for good measure, and you suppress your whimper at the feeling

Bi Han just laughs and calls you pathetic, but he looks just as debauched, lips shiny with his spit and eyes frenzied, his hair a mess with strands falling out of his bun

you want to spit an insult at him, tell him that he’s no better, but he hasn’t removed the gag just yet, and so you just glare and hope they burn holes through him

he just lightly pats your chest, and then shuffles downward, using his hand to spread your legs open and then up to press them into your stomach

you try to struggle and move your legs again, but his arms are thick and strong and keep them pinned tightly to your body

he just mutters pathetic under his breath before lapping his tongue over your clit, making your hips buck and a small whine to escape from you

Bi Han wastes no time in tasting all of you, his tongue flicking your clit back and forth roughly before sucking on it and drawing a wail out of you

his tongue is ruthless, cold against your clit, and all you can do is buck and grind your hips further and further into his tongue

you’re getting closer and closer to the edge, his tongue still pressing firm flat strokes against your oversensitive clit, and you can’t think at all

you hurtle over the edge, pleasure shattering like shards of glass throughout your body, and you tremble as he keeps his lips firmly wrapped around your clit

it feels like your high lasts forever, and you know that you’re whining out his name from behind the gag but you can’t even stop yourself

but his tongue is still pressing against you, tongue still stubbornly lapping at your clit, and his fingers slide through your folds

they’re cold, and the temperature makes you gasp and flinch at the coldness, but Bi Han just hums into your clit and all thought flies away again

he slips his fingers into you, thicker and rougher than your own, and your pussy squeezes around them, trying to bring them further, desperate for pleasure

pumping his fingers in and out of you slowly, you can feel your mind and your body separating, how the pleasure seems to hold onto your body and bring you far away from yourself

it’s like floating in the space between Earth and Outworld, and you can’t control the whimpers that leave your throat as Bi Han curls them into your sweet spot

it makes your pussy squeeze around his fingers and grow wetter as he rubs against the spot, and you let out small mewls as he continues to suck on your sensitive clit

it’s so overwhelming, and you want to kick him off but also bring him closer and make you cum, you want it, you need it

Bi Han hums into your clit, the vibrations shooting straight through you and making you see white as you cum on his fingers

he keeps pumping in and out of you, letting you ride your high out on his fingers, and you’re panting heavily, head dizzy from the lack of oxygen from the gag

his tongue gives your pussy one final lick, tongue broad and firm, before he detaches himself from you with a wet pop and stands up, letting your legs finally fall down

you can’t even kick him away because of how they feel more jello than bone right now

you’re face to face with just how large Bi Han is, sure you’ve sparred against him, had him pressed against you so many times before

but that was in a different context…now he’s standing before you, undressing himself, his biceps flexing in the little moonlight that shines through the cracks of the blinds

his chest is so much broader and defined than yours, years and years of training you supposed, and he catches you staring as he shucks off his pants

no surprise, of course the cocky motherfucker was large, and he brings his hand to wrap around it and pump it a few times, his thumb collecting the pre-cum and spreading it along the shaft

he lets out a low groan at the feeling, and you nudge your thighs against his, wanting him to hurry up and fuck you

raising an eyebrow at you, Bi Han leans forward and takes out your gag, and immediately you call him an asshole

he retorts, saying that you didn’t seem to have the same attitude when he was making you cum on his fingers earlier

you frown at him, trying to keep your face still even as he slaps your pussy with his cock, letting the head bump against the clit

it sends little shocks of pleasure running through your body, but the only giveaway is how your hips slightly twitch at the feeling

he doesn’t do anything for a moment, just sliding his cock between your folds and getting himself nice and wet for you, and then he hikes your legs up into his large hands

staring straight at you, he tells you to beg, beg for his cock like the desperate whore he knows you are, and you open your mouth in indignation and glare at him

and then you spit an insult out at him, telling him he’s some pompous stupid asshole whose too cocky for no reason, a terrible grandmaster, a horrible lay

if he’s affected, he doesn’t show it and just looks at you with a bored expression until you’re out of breath and panting

his fingers dig into the meat of your thighs, going deep enough that you know that there will be bruises tomorrow

he asks if you’re done, his voice annoyed and bordering a growl as he stares down at you

you tug at your arms, pursing your lips at the fact that they were still stuck to your bedsheets, and your thighs are held firmly in place by his hands

he grinds into you, pulling his hips back and teasing you with his cock, slightly pushing in but then pulling back out

you can’t help it as a small whimper leaves your throat, and you glare at him and tell him he isn’t playing fair

Bi Han doesn’t react, just repeats his order from before, to beg for him to fuck you, and you frown and slightly squirm to try and move your hips down onto him

he just pulls his hips backward away from you, preventing you from spearing yourself any further on his cock

the both of you are at a standstill for a moment, but you can feel your resolve breaking every time the tip pushes in just slightly and then pulls back out

it’s driving you insane, but you can see the cracks in his patience as he pushes in deeper and deeper and how he starts to let out a curt grunt every time he teases you

but of course Bi Han wouldn’t play fair because he leans down, his face so close to yours, and he hooks your legs over his shoulders

one of his hands snakes down to rub at your clit, and you want to actually kill him as he smirks at you and tells you to beg

he’s so absolutely infuriating, so irritating, and he was breaking down your resolve like he was an ocean wave and you were a crumbling sand castle

his thumb is slow and torturous, rubbing light circles into your clit but never going fast enough to make you cum, just enough to have pleasure creep in the edges of your frayed nerves

you try to buck and grind your hips into him to get him to apply more pressure, but it’s fruitless, and you’re left with no more options

closing your eyes, you murmur out a please

he tells you to do it again, to do it better, he knows you can do better

opening your eyes and glaring up at him, you bare your teeth and snarl at him, and he just looks down at you, awaiting your response

you grit your teeth and beg for him in a low and irritated voice, begging for him to fuck you on his fat cock, to make you cum until you only know his name, to fuck you until you worship him…please

Bi Han grins and with one single thrust, he pushes his cock into you and bottoms out, pelvis snug against yours

it steals your breath, and a strangled sound leaves your throat as he starts to fuck into you at a brutal pace, the sound of your wet pussy filling the air

he’s big, stretching you out to lengths you’ve never been, and he’s hitting every spot inside of you perfectly and turning your mind into mush as his thumb presses firmly into your clit

you refuse to beg anymore though and bite your lip to stifle your moans and whimpers, and you close your eyes and turn your head to the side to hide in your shoulder

Bi Han doesn’t seem to mind, simply leaning down further and making your hamstrings burn as he sucks and kisses hickeys into your neck

he nips at your sensitive skin, leaving his marks on you as his hips thrust in and out of you, and you let out a choked moan as you cream on his cock

his hips never stop, continuing their ruthless pace through your orgasm, but he lets out a low groan at the feeling of your pussy clenching and squeezing his cock

it’s the sound of your half-hidden whimpers and whines, his grunts and low moans, and the sound of his hips slapping into yours filling the room

every shock of pleasure is sharp and loud, cracking through your body as the overstimulation starts to sit in, but Bi Han doesn’t seem to care as he pants into your skin

he spares a look down and groans at the sight, and you look down as well, barely making out in the low light how every time he thrusts in, a slight bulge appears on your stomach

somehow, his pace quickens, and he growls into your ear that he’s going to cum in you, needs to cum in you and mark you all the way

you just whine in response, lips parting, and he takes the opportunity to attach his lips to yours and kiss you deeply, tongue finding its way into your mouth

your taste still lingers on his tongue, and you moan at the realization, pleasure coursing through you

he swallows the sound of your drawn-out keen as your pussy clamps down on his dick, nearly strangling it as you cum again, and he moans into your mouth as he does the same

you can feel his cum inside of you, warming you from the inside, and your thighs tremble as the both of your ride out your highs, his hips becoming sloppy and slow as he finishes

he just lays on top of you, letting his cock soften inside of you, and the both of you just lay there panting, chests heaving as you close your eyes and savor the last remnants of pleasure

and then you open your eyes and mutter for him to get off of you, and you tug at your arms, finally finding the ice fragile enough to break with your strength

he just grunts and obliges, his cock slipping out of you, and as much as you hate to admit it, you miss the feeling already

his cum seeps out of your pussy, spilling onto your clean bedsheets, and you glare at him, telling him that this was his fault

he rolls his eyes at you, saying that it was not, you were the one who had moaned his name in the first place

you retort saying that he had come over to your room first, and that you know for a fact that he lives in the opposite direction because that’s where all the higher-ups lived

he scowls at you but doesn’t say anything as he dresses in his slacks and picks up his robes from the floor

you stand up, fixing your shirt that had been pushed above your chest and you hold onto the door frame for balance on your shaky legs

he leaves, standing in the middle of the hallway and then turns back to you, and you just stand in the doorway and stare back at him

finally, he mutters out that he wants to see you again, next week, same time

you snort and say now who’s the one begging, and he rolls his eyes and starts walking away, letting you admire the way his back flexes as he walks

he’ll be back next week, you already know it

[pastadoughie]

WE WISH U AND LITTLE GUYS A HAPPI HALLOWEEN

tism candy

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[crimsonbubble]

need a pussy drunk bi-han acting like he doesn't like it but he'd actually insane pleaseee

cw. nsfw, afab!reader, overstimulation, kinda sub!bihan, manhandling, marking, temp play, creampies, cum play *not proofread, just pure horny

[if bihan was a woman i just know that he’d have-] let me not say what i'm thinking rn ong

MESSY, MESSY AND EVEN MESSIER

Did I say messy?

There's a mix of fluid everywhere

There’s an egregious amount of cum and lube slicking up your thighs

He’s lost control of himself long ago

He’s just acting on his inhibitions and innate desires

He’s nearing the end of his stamina and he can't ever dare to think about pulling out of your warm pussy

You’re suckign him in so much, why would he pull out now?

Although he has done so previously

There are traces of his cum all over you; your tits, your stomach, your pussy and thighs

His hands are frosted, the cold nipping at your skin

His hold on your hips is tight as he manipulates your body to his will\

You’re close to going limp in his arms, letting him do as he pleased as the pleasure was starting to eat at your conscience

Hearing him mutter “One more, please, just one more.” as he spills his seed into you

Its leaked out of you as time went on, but bihan can’t help but continue to pump more into you

How else is he going to secure an heir?

[bengiyo]

Too 5 horniest sex scenes

There were actually a lot of really solid sex scenes this year. For you, I will cheat and add extras.

Masumi and Ritsu in College in The End of the World With You

I actually think these are better in retrospect because we got to see what these two look like ten years later.

Yang and Phumjai Knocking Down Their Own Store in Love in Translation

I just know this was a fantasy for Yang and he absolutely still has that footage somewhere. They both had beds upstairs!

Namnuea Showing Sailom the Real Him in Wedding Plan

We did not get enough focus on characters who have experience sharing that with each other.

Kim Sung Min and Yoo Joo Hyuk in Love Class 2

We don't often get solidly built boys together in BL, and once again we got two men who knew how to fuck going at it.

Boston and Top in that Car in Only Friends

Top was trying to send that boy into orbit the way he jackhammered him! You know Boston's ass was clean and ready for this moment that he orchestrated.

That First Night Between Nail and Him in For Him

Nothing like a rebound hookup. Bonus if he looks exactly like your ex, amirite??

Saengtai Blowing Patts in La Pluie Ep 7

There's an extended version of this in the special episode on iQIYI. You should check it out. My man Patts was about to lose his mind in this and got what he needed to keep going.

Kon Diao and Yi on the Couch in Naughty Babe Ep 6

Let us never again mention the thumb incident in episode 8. Instead, let's talk about Kon Diao taking charge in this scene and blowing Yi so good that he had to keep his socks on.

King and Uea Explore Kinks in Bed Friend

King was trembling in anticipation when he shared this with Uea.

Ask Me Top 5 BL 2023 Anything

[new-revenant]

Danny gets randomly kidnapped off the street on day just minding his own business in Amity Park. The next thing he knows he's waking up in a tube in Gotham. He escapes and in the process of escaping he finds he now has three young clones to take care of. The oldest is 12, the middle is 8 and the youngest is 4. Danny breaks his boys out of their tubes and destroys the lab and takes his kids back to Amity Park. He tests their DNA to figure out who the other parents are and immediately discovered those parents are Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, and Tim Drake. Danny is freaking out

You know, I’ve been having such a hard time figuring out what to do with this prompt. I don’t have the slightest clue as to why this all would even happen. Why is Danny in this test tube in Gotham? Is it the GIW? Someone else? Vlad cloned him before, why would he do it again, and use the DNA of Batfam members? How could he go straight to Amity Park when it is at least a few states away, with three kids, after destroying a lab, and for the Batfam to not notice that. They are very observant, especially if something gets destroyed in their own city. Sorry for being nitpicky, I’ve just been so confused on how to go about this ever since I got this ask in April 15, 2023. I know you, the asker, likely just wanted Danny to be parent with his cute clone kids with Batfam shenanigans stapled onto it, but I like plot and I don’t understand this plot. Idk, I may just be tired and can’t process things 100%. Thank you for the ask, even if you likely never see this.

[yesloulou]

when ur murderous puppy dog of an ex-boyf defends ur honor or something

[ask-idwmegop]

(humans) So you both look solidly middle-aged as humans. Is that an accurate reflection the other way (and what's middle aged for a Cybertronian)? Are you both around the same age, or is one of you older?

Sooo, Megatron said (pontificated) they are indeed “middle-aged” in both their human form and in their original cybertronian. Look, I lost interest once he used “thus” in like, the third sentence or whatever, so trust me they’re old. 🗿

(P.S. OP STARTED COOKING HUMAN CAKES OR WHATEVER SWEET STUFF YOU HAVE AND IT’S JUST SO FUNNY LOL)

- Rodimus