#I don’t know what I’m so fucking stressed about

[sleepyparalysisdmon]

SVT doing acts of service

Requested? Yes! 

Request: 'seventeen members and what they would for their partner who’s love language is acts of service :)'

A/N: there are so many different kinds of acts of service, but I picked the ones that really stuck out to me. 

Seungcheol - car maintenance and care

You haven’t had to fill up your gas tank in months, years even, because it never seems to come close to empty. You haven’t thought about needing an oil change or tire rotation because the little sticker in the corner of your windshield always looks new. You forget how a drive thru car wash works because your car is always sparkling. And if your check engine light ever does come on with an actual issue, best believe he’s swapping cars for the day to take care of it. Almost entirely motivated by you being safe, but the shiny car with a full tank of gas kind of makes him proud when he returns it to you.

Jeonghan - does the dishes 

You said a single time that dishes were your least favorite chore. You grumbled about it but had every intention of doing it as soon as you could work up the motivation. But he’s rolling his eyes lovingly, pushing you back towards your seat saying, “I’ll do it, but you’re so whiney.” Don’t let it fool you. He doesn’t mind it and even tells you to just leave it for him later. Might even scold you a little bit if you didn't leave them for him.

Joshua - always makes coffee

Absolutely does not matter how early he has to wake up or if it might make him late, but he’s starting the coffee pot. You said one time that you were running late and really needed coffee but didn’t have time to make any or stop somewhere. So every morning when you rush around the apartment to get ready for work, you find fresh coffee with an insulated cup next to the pot for you to fill and go. So small yet so nice at the same time. 

Jun - cooking dinner

You get a little stressed about dinner. After a long day, it’s so, so easy to come home and say “fuck it, I’m ordering something.” But you lament how expensive and unhealthy that habit is sometimes, so you occasionally come home and are surprised to see him there too, cooking dinner. Will not listen to a single second of nagging for him to rest because he really doesn’t mind if it reduces your stress and ensure you’re eating properly and actually wishes he could do it more often. 

Hoshi - packing your lunch 

Similar to Jun, but you often forget to pack lunch the night before and can’t do it in the morning when you’re running late. He sends you to get ready for bed and says he’ll be there in a few. The next morning, he reminds you to grab your lunch from the fridge on your way out. It’s not always this super cute, aesthetically pleasing box lunch, but it’s always nice that he thinks to do it at all.

Wonwoo - organizing your things

You have a pile of things that need to be put away and organized, be it books, or clothes, or groceries. He’ll take over without really being asked. Your bookshelf is neatly alphabetized. Your closet is organized by color or item type, whichever you prefer. Your groceries are put away to your preferences, whether it be by date of expiration or on low shelves to ensure you can reach it. Will not accept any thanks because he just likes doing it. 

Woozi - filling up your water bottle

At the first sight or sound of your water bottle draining, he’s holding out his hand expectantly. Does not matter if you tell him you can do it yourself because you’re wasting your breath. Very much an “I know, but let me do it.” And you do let him do it a majority of the time because it’s kind of sweet how quickly he responds. 

DK - shoulder rubs

This feeds a little bit of the physical touch love language too, but it is still most certainly an act of service. If he sees that you’ve had a hard day or your shoulders are tense, he’s pulling you in front of him or coming up behind your seat to rub out your shoulders. It makes you melt, not only because it feels good and relaxes you, but because it’s always ended with a little kiss and a “feel better?”  

Mingyu - takes care of your pet

Literally the first to volunteer to scoop the litter box, or walk the dog, or clean out the fish tank. Doesn’t matter what kind of pet you have, he wants to learn about it and help you care for it. This also extends to making time for vet appointments when you’re too busy to do it yourself. If you ever say anything about how he doesn’t need to do all that, he’ll cry out, “but that’s our child!!” Don’t deny him his time with his child. 

Minghao - opens things for you

Another one that does the whole “I know, but let me.” He barely watches you struggle to open something for a second before he’s holding out his hand or just straight up taking the item from you. Might even preemptively open things for you before he hands them to you. It’s a totally silent, easy way to show he cares so please let him keep doing it. 

Seungkwan - dries your hair for you

(I’ve definitely written about this before for him, so this was an obvious choice.) Knows you’re usually tired by the time you shower at night, so he’s making you sit down in the bathroom so he can meticulously dry your hair for you. He kind of likes how it puts you to sleep too because it means it was relaxing or soothing for you. Will never let you touch a hair dryer if he’s around. 

Vernon - untangles things for you

It starts with your headphones. You lament that the cords always get tangled and bent in your bag. He takes the headphones from you right then to untangle them. He even winds the cord neatly so it won’t happen when you put them back in your bag. This little habit extends to things like necklaces when they get knotted or tangled in one another. He doesn’t even let you ask about it - if he sees a tangled necklace on your vanity or counter that you left to deal with later out of frustration, he’ll just stop and do it right then. Another one that won’t accept any thanks because he doesn’t mind doing it. 

Chan - organizing your medicine

Doesn’t want you to forget it, no matter what you might take it for. Buys a little pill organizer and sits down once a week to fill it up for you. It’s such a little thing that sometimes you forget you never have to do it. It’s just magically always full at the beginning of the week. He usually knows when you’ve run out of a medication and need a refill before you because of this little habit, and might take initiative to get them for you when he can. 

[heesimp]

tasty (teaser) - heeseung

summary: it’s not your week and it doesn’t seem like the semester will ease up on you as time flies by, but your best friend is here to help in more ways than one.

word count estimate: 5.6K (891 for the teaser)

notes: let me know if you want to be tagged :) this is based off of a request an anon sent, so thank you anon! I’ll probably post it tonight or tomorrow. xx

warnings: reader touches herself, porn mentions, vibrator mention, phone sex, oral (f. receiving), dirty talking, mentions of heeseung with other girls, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex.

posted!

Heeseung isn’t shy about physical touch with you or anyone else. He’s the kind of guy girls feel comfortable around with just a few words spoken and you’ve always envied the way Heeseung can talk his way through anything. People love him, girls want to fuck him, and guys want to be like him. There’s a part of you that wishes you could exude the same aura that your best friend does but, unlike him, you cower at any chance of interaction and can’t seem to get anyone to be interested in you the way you’re interested in them. Heeseung has heard your fair share of love debacles whereas it seems like romance is presented to him with the snap of a finger. 

It isn’t that you haven’t had experiences with sex and dating, but they haven’t been worthwhile. So far, nobody has been memorable enough to keep in your backpocket for days like this, when you need a hot and erotic memory to come in an instant. It feels impossible to find guys who know what they’re doing when a woman is presented in front of them. Guys are so lucky because it takes next to nothing to get them hard and get them off. 

And like, your best friend has had his fair share of hookup stories that leave you wetter than a goddamn fountain. He’s not shy about skimping the details because he’s seen you cry snot since kindergarten and you’ve seen him eat shit on bicycles since elementary school. Sex isn’t off the table. You just don’t have anything to contribute and he doesn’t judge you for it. You aren’t really keen on telling him about all of the bad experiences you’ve had when he talks about how mind blowing sex for him is. Part of you is envious that your best friend has never had one bad day of sex in his life. Allegedly. 

Still, this frustration bubbles up and there’s nothing you can do to quell the way you feel. Perhaps it’s a mix of general life stress and the events leading up to this very moment. The entire day felt like a test to your patience as minor inconveniences piled up on top of one another before your breaking point. You thought your vibrator sitting uncharged was your last straw but it seems like your mind isn’t clear enough to focus on getting off. You recall a few unread text messages from Heeseung and open your shared text thread with him and watch all of the funny TikTok videos and tweets he sends you. You’re missing him right now. 

Heeseung answers after one ring. 

“Back from the dead, I see. What’s up?” 

You huff. “Nothing.” You hear him laughing from the other line. The faint sound of his keyboard clicking echoes in your ears. 

“Can’t be nothing. You always call me when you need to tell me something.” 

“Not true.”

“Y/N, you and I both know you prefer to talk on the phone when you have something important you need to say so neither of us ends up sending long voice memos.” Okay, he’s got you there. “So begs the question: What’s up?”

“Well I called you because I’m bored. Happy?”

Heeseung laughs again. You’re sure he can hear your disdain. “It’s a good thing I know how to deal with your attitude, huh? Since you’re bored, I’ll have you know you’re calling me while I’m playing with the guys.”

“What, no girl to hook up with?” 

“Not tonight, princess.” 

“How sad.” 

“If you must know why, I had a pretty long day at work but I’m fine now. Jake’s ass keeps dying so that’s pretty funny.” You don’t say anything, not right away. Not when you realize you called him in a haste and that you’re naked except for a tank stop and dainty white socks. The realization makes your cheeks heat up as you think about it, even though Heeseung can’t see what you’re wearing. “You good? You’re unusually quiet, especially when you give me attitude.” That makes you roll your eyes.

“You know, it’s unfair that all you have to do to get off is brush your hand against your dick.”

“Where’s this coming from? You don’t really talk about sex. Is everything alright?”

“It’s unfair!” He hears you groan in frustration. You’re somewhat annoyed he’s still typing away on his gaming keyboard.

“Y/N…Are you okay? What’s gotten into you?”

That question alone seems to ease your mind a little as your irritation bubbles over the surface. You couldn’t stop yourself from talking even if you tried. You tell Heeseung everything, good and bad, and he won’t relent until he knows you’re okay. But even this is treading into new territory. It isn’t that you haven’t noticed just how attractive your best friend has gotten since you met him for the first time as kids, but it’s the first time you’ve ever acknowledged it while talking to him. 

“I can’t get myself off.”

Your voice is barely above a whisper. You don’t hear the sound of his keyboard anymore.

“What?”

“Heeseung…”

“No, say it again.” 

Suddenly, you’re starting to regret calling him to complain about something like this. You feel like you might as well be diving into the depths of your secrets.

“I can’t get myself off.”

[alwaysahiccupandastrid]

Gladiator II - Thoughts (SPOILERS)

I was fortunate enough to watch Gladiator II at the Royal Global premiere at Leicester Square last night (Wednesday 13th November) and I NEED to share some thoughts but there are definitely some spoilers, so…

I cannot stress this enough:

THERE ❗️ ARE ❗️ SPOILERS ❗️ BELOW ❗️ THE ❗️ CUT ❗️

Once again

⚠️ DO NOT CLICK THE READ MORE IF YOU DO NOT WANT SPOILERS FOR GLADIATOR II ⚠️

There’s probably things I’m missing/forgetting right off the top of my head, and I might be paraphrasing/summarising some dialogue. I definitely need to rewatch it when I’m NOT super close to an IMAX cinema screen because I spent the whole movie with my neck craned backwards and my eyes darting everywhere because I was trying to take it all in.

Anyway, without further ado:

The opening credits were very beautiful, it recounted the plot of the original film but kind of like in the style of the opening credits of Pillars of the Earth? I don’t know if that makes sense 😭

If I remember correctly, Joseph is billed third behind Paul and Pedro, and Fred is billed fourth 🥹♥️

The film opens with a huge battle where the Roman army, led by Marcus Acacius, conquering the last free city of Africa (I think?), which is what Lucius and his wife are trying to defend

I cannot for the life of me remember what Lucius’ wife was called but she seemed nice, we only had her for a few minutes though before she got killed 😭

Okay so I’m going to start right off the bat by talking about the Emperors as they were the ones I was most looking forward to seeing, and I want to give them their own section!

We NEED to talk about Fred as Caracalla - this isn’t even me being biased, I’m being as unbiased as I can when I say that he was AMAZING

By the way, for months I’ve seen people talk shit about Fred, complaining about how they wish it was Barry Keoghan, whinging because “we could have had Joe and Barry” - to those people I say, shut the fuck up ☺️ I will NOT tolerate any hate for my boy Fred!

Fred actually had a much meatier part than Joe which was pleasantly surprising. I’m not saying Joe wasn’t unhinged or good, but he was way more sane than Fred’s character and you got the feeling that he was trying to hold their rule together and keep his brother from bringing down the whole empire

Caracalla surprised me because he was so much more softly spoken than I anticipated; in so many scenes he was childlike and almost pitiful to watch. For example, there were times where you could see him pouting or fidgeting like a bored toddler, at one point he essentially threw a tantrum and Geta had to hold him back from killing Acacius and Lucilla (and then in the background you could see him playfully swing the sword about like a child would with a toy) He would grin and get excited like a child whenever there was fighting or bloodshed, bouncing in his seat, he looked surprised and excited in the beginning when Geta handed him wine etc.

In the last coliseum fight scene, this was literally Caracalla getting excited when the fighting started - a literal child 😭

Honestly it was just fascinating to watch Caracalla because you could never tell if he was going to be childlike and almost-innocent or if he was going to start screaming and get violent

So apparently the reason that Caracalla is unhinged is because (to quote Geta) “the disease from his loins has spread to his head” (to paraphrase) which makes me think he’s got syphilis or something.

Also both of the emperors are briefly seen with concubines (as in the trailer), and Caracalla has both male and female ones hanging around him 😭 we love a bisexual Emperor!

Caracalla seems to have memory problems (probably as a result of his STI) because he doesn’t remember seeing Lucius fighting in front of them from just a couple of days ago at their party (the scene with the concubines) and Geta tries to remind him, “it’s the poet” but Caracalla just sits down and says he doesn’t remember

There’s a scene where Marcus and Lucilla are brought to the emperors in the middle of the night after being caught in a conspiracy to overthrow them, and you’ve got Geta in that red robe from the trailer whilst Caracalla is basically just wearing a fucking bedsheet toga style 😭 you know that shot in White Lotus where Fred/Quinn has a duvet around himself? Kind of like that

Contrary to that Letterboxd review calling the twins “BJ brothers”, there is NO incest in this film, and no hint of incest between the twins. I know a screenshot is circulating of Joe in the red robe where you could see what looked like the top/side of Fred’s head as if he’s on his knees, but they were absolutely NOT doing that 💀 the scene shows them both entering the room (Geta in his robe, hastily put on) and Fred in his bedsheet toga thing. I definitely didn’t get the vibe of incest at all, I got the vibe of “it’s the middle of the night and they’ve both been woken up because these two traitors (Marcus and Lucilla) were caught plotting against them”

I love that Caracalla’s weakness is Dondas (or Dundas? Different magazines are using different names so I’m so confused), his pet monkey (WE FUCKING LOVE CHERRY AND SO DOES FRED 😭♥️) Like he’s got Dondas/Dundas wearing a fucking dress and on a little chain lead, eating sweets from a bowl, and I have to applaud Fred for being able to act with a straight face while he had the monkey crawling over his shoulders, touching his hair, and at one point when the monkey moved the chain lead literally went right around/over his face

While there’s riots going on outside the palace, Caracalla is freaking out and has Dondas/Dundas the monkey on his shoulder, and Geta straight up threw wine at both of them before saying that maybe Dondas (or Dundas, whatever the fucking name is) go and calm down in another room 💀

There’s a scene where Macrinus finds Caracalla hiding under a table with the monkey and it made me think they were almost playing hide and seek 😭 truthfully I think he was just under there crying and hiding

It’s the fact that Macrinus was able to manipulate Caracalla into killing Geta by using his love of Dondas/Dundas against him; the people of Rome protest against their emperors, and Macrinus basically tells Caracalla that Geta is going to throw him to the plebs outside to be killed - and Dondas/Dundas. “Think about what they might do to Dondas” (or Dundas) - and that’s what pushes him over the edge.

NOT CARACALLA AND MACRINUS SAWING GETA’S FUCKING HEAD OFF LIKE THAT 😭 IT WAS STRAIGHT UP LIKE A HORROR FILM WITH MACRINUS COMING UP BEHIND CARACALLA AND HELPING?!?

Also Caracalla made the monkey a fucking consul of state (I think) after he killed Geta?!?! 😭 Absolutely fucking UNHINGED I TELL YOU

“ALL HAIL DONDAS! 😃” (or Dundas - again, someone please tell me the fucking monkey’s confirmed name)

They showed Geta’s head for WAY too long 😭 and Macrinus just showing it around like that?!? NASTY

Reeling over the fact they airbrushed out Geta’s head for the trailer because in this shot in the film Geta’s head is clearly visible on the table behind Denzel 💀

Sorry but Fred looked damn fine in that purple outfit near the end 😋

I feel like Caracalla had a little bit of a soft spot for Lucilla but the two sides of his personality were warring with each other: the sadistic bloodthirsty side wanted to murder both her and Marcus right away, but then near the end he whispers to Macrinus “must we kill Lucilla?” and he sounded a little hesitant or unsure which was interesting

Seeing Fred as Caracalla without Geta in that last coliseum battle scene? I can’t help but love him, Fred is seriously too good in this role. The shouting, the childlike excitement when the fighting started (see gif above)

Fred was definitely playing up the childlike side of Caracalla in his last scene when the people started revolting, he was literally curling up in his seat, snivelling and crying like a baby until Macrinus killed him from behind (he put something in his ear, i think he stuck a pin in his ear to impale his brain?) Truly pitiful end for Caracalla.

Once again: Fred Hechinger for Best Supporting Actor at the 97th Academy Awards campaign!! 😊↕️

Okay so now I’ve talked about the Emperors, I can talk about the rest of the film:

Ridley Scott truly said fuck historical accuracy in this film 😭 which is not surprising to be fair if you know him and his movies

This film was, expectedly, VERY bloody and violent from start to finish

NOT LUCIUS TAKING A BITE OUT OF THE BABOON 🤯

At one point where they’re bringing the slaves into Rome, they show statues of a wolf feeding two human children from her teat and Lucius recounts the story - this is obviously a reference to Romulus and Remus, twins raised by a wolf mother. This is actually really fitting because from earth on, Ridley AND Fred and Joe have mentioned the idea of the twins being based on this Romulus/Remus story?

DAMN, Paul Mescal was super beefy in this film like holy fucking shit dude

Honestly I adore Pedro but his role was way smaller than I thought it would be. His role is essentially to be Lucilla’s decent and loyal husband who also happened to lead the invasion that killed Lucius’ wife in the beginning of the film, something he did not want to do, hence why Lucius wants to kill him so badly (family drama, eh? 😭) and who is part of a plot to dethrone the twins

MATT LUCAS AS THE MASTER OF CEREMONIES?!? 😭 I won’t lie, at first it distracted me because I was like “why the fuck is Matt Lucas here” but he got a few laughs out of the cinema screening so his tiny parts added a little bit of humour to the film when it got tense

As I said above, there’s no incest shown - there is a MENTION, however, of a rumour that Lucius’ real father wasn’t Lucius Verus(?) but rather Commodus (obviously Lucilla’s brother/Lucius’ uncle from the first film). However, it’s not true because they make it very clear that Lucius’ father is Maximus. They do however briefly mention that Lucilla was a child bride at the age of 14 which is a bit fucked up

I was probably the only person in my screening who noticed this but at one point I saw graffiti on one of the walls on the outside/entrance to the coliseum that said something like “Irrumbo Imperators” - according to Google, that translates as “I attack the emperors”. However, it could have also been “Irrumabo Imperatores”, and if you ask Google to give you the Latin word for “fuck”? It’s “Irrumabo”. So essentially there was graffiti in the film that either said “attack the emperors” or “fuck the emperors” 💀

I thought that maybe Lucius had somehow forgotten that Lucilla was his mother despite being 12 when she sent him away but nope, he’s fully aware of who he actually is and who his mother is, he’s just angry at her for sending him away and never seeing him again 😭

NOT THAT SERVANT TATTLING ON LUCILLA AND MARCUS?!? 😤

They killed Marcus off WAY earlier than I thought they would by the way. The trailers give the impression that the final battle is Lucius vs Marcus but it’s actually Lucius vs Macrinus which is WILD to me

You know that scene in LOTR where the orcs shoot Boromir full of arrows? That is basically what happened in this film to General Acacius but with about 20 more arrows 💀 I had major Boromir flashbacks watching this scene

I’m glad that Lucilla and Lucius got to reconcile before the ending, given what ended up happening

“Because Emperor Caracalla is generous, he will allow Lucilla to have one Gladiator to fight to defend her” - ONE. ONE AGAINST ABOUT 30 TRAINED GUARDS 💀

I’m still reeling over the fact Derek Jacobi spoiled his own character’s death on the red carpet a mere hour before the film screening in front of THOUSANDS of people 😭 that man did NOT give a fuck quite frankly and I think that’s kind of hilarious of him

THE GASP THAT EVERYONE IN THE SCREENING COLLECTIVELY LET OUT WHEN MACRINUS KILLED LUCILLA BY SHOOTING HER IN THE CHEST?!? HE KILLED CARACALLA AND LUCILLA IN 60 SECONDS FLAT 😭

That said, this shot from the behind the scenes featurette about Ridley Scott is ten times funnier to me after watching the film and realising that not only is Ridley showing Denzel how to shoot the arrow that kills Lucilla, but Fred is also supposed to be dead in the chair at this point since Macrinus takes the bow and fires the arrow straight after killing Caracalla 😭

Poor Lucius has now seen his father, his mother, his uncle and his wife all die right in front of him, the man CANNOT catch a break 😫

That final battle between Lucius and Macrinus was GRUESOME 😳 Lucius cut off his hand and slashed him - I’m not sure if he actually cut him in half or if Macrinus just crumpled in the river in a heap but DAMN

This film used footage from the first Gladiator film so they gave the actor who played Lucius in the first film a credit which was nice!

That said, I know obviously it’s been 24 years since the original film so of course the child actor from the original is no longer 12 and so could not be in the flashback scenes showing young Lucius, but damn the difference was a little jarring to be honest, especially when it went from footage of the original film to new footage with the new child actor

Ridley Scott spoiled the ending of this fucking movie by saying he wanted to have Paul back to play Lucius again as the main character in Gladiator III 💀 so yeah, I already knew Lucius was surviving this film

Some final summary thoughts:

Let’s be honest, it would be impossible to top the first Gladiator and so while I loved Gladiator II and think it was amazing, it was obviously never going to quite reach the same level as the original

I know I just made the comment about nominating Fred for Best Supporting Actor but I have to be honest, I truly think Denzel deserves the nomination - if there’s only one actor from this film who gets that nomination, it has to be Denzel because he was by far the standout of the whole film. If I had to rank it personally I’d say Denzel and then Fred is a close second, then maybe Joseph and Pedro?

^ This isn’t me saying Joe and Pedro were bad at all, they were all really amazing, but this film just had so many characters and quite frankly Fred, Joe and Pedro had WAY less screentime than Denzel so they didn’t have nearly as much to work with as he did.

Again; I’m biased because I went in the most excited to see the Emperors, but I wish we’d had more of Caracalla and Geta. Fred and Joe did their best to work with what they were given, but they didn’t have that much and pretty much all of their scenes were shown in trailers or TV spots etc.

GIVE CHERRY THE MONKEY A FUCKING OSCAR

I obviously wasn’t expecting Paul Mescal to fight real baboons, rhinos and sharks but the CGI was… not great. It was quite obvious that it was CGI for the baboons and sharks, I think the rhino was slightly better though (Fred mentioned in an interview his first day involved “the mechanical rhino” so it was somewhat partly practical as well I suppose)

The pacing of this film was a little all over the place, if I’m being honest. I want to rewatch soon, from further back in the screen because, as I said, I was craning my head back the whole time and it ended up giving me a neck and headache so that probably added to me being uncomfortable (plus I’d had a long day and was thoroughly burned out by the time the screening started), but there were times where I was like “oh… we’re back here then 😐”

^ What I’m trying to say is that some of the storylines happened so fast and had very little build up (eg. The emperors in general) whilst other plots were so slow burn in comparison.

The music was so good! I know people are going to compare it unfavourable to Hans Zimmer’s original score from the first film, but I LOVE Harry Gregson-Williams (he did the soundtrack for the first two Narnia films so I’m biased 😅) and I thought he did a great job with the score here. The fact he had Hans Zimmer’s approval and praise made me confident the score would be great anyway

I feel like people are obviously going to compare Paul Mescal to Russell Crowe which… let’s be honest, has gotta suck for him because how the fuck do you live up to Russell Crowe?!? Some people have already said that they didn’t like Paul in this film, which… okay, fair enough. I honestly don’t think comparing him to Russell Crowe does him any favours. I enjoyed watching him personally, and I think given that this whole film rests on him, he did great. Not quite Russell Crowe but I have no complaints about his performance personally.

People are also going to compare Joe and Fred to Joaquin Phoenix’s Commodus, and I think they both did a great job given that they didn’t actually have nearly as much screen-time as Joaquin did in the original film. It’s almost unfair to compare them because in the first Gladiator, Commodus was the main antagonist - in this film, Macrinus is the main antagonist overall whilst the Emperors are more secondary antagonists that serve as obstacles for Macrinus’ rise to power. But they both did great with what they had.

Overall, my opinion of the film?

This film NEEDS to be seen on a big screen at the cinema! Go and watch it!

[woodywood101blog]

Experimental (Part 4)

22 weeks

Yazan could not understand why his belly continued to grow, even as he was cutting down on his meals, increasing his exercise frequency, and anything else he could do to make the belly disappear.

The following weeks were a blur of working out for three hours every evening, six days a week, plus cutting out all fats and sugars and going on a strict low carb diet. The only thing the changes did to Yazan was make him more tired and stressed at work. Plus, the belly kept growing.

He was sitting in his office at the hospital, absent-mindedly rubbing the belly when he felt flutters within his stomach. He gasped, and was in such shock that he leapt to the sink nearby and threw up his poor excuse of a lunch.

Randy was hoping to ask Yazan about a patient of his, and knocked on Yazan’s office door. He peered inside when Yazan responded with a groan, and saw Yazan perched over his sink, spitting out the last of his vomit.

“You’ve really got to get this bug checked out, Yaz.”

“Something moved.”

“What?”

“I mean it, something moved. Come here and feel this.” Yazan unbuttoned his tight shirt to expose his belly. Randy was firstly surprised with how round and globe-like Yazan’s belly looked. Yazan always focused on fitness, so seeing him go from just a bulk to something more extreme meant his mental health was rough, he was highly stressed, or a rapidly growing gastrointestinal cancer. He walked towards Yazan and prodded the belly, feeling that it wasn’t soft like regular abdominal fat. Instead, it felt solid. Then he felt it - a brief flutter. He looked up at Yazan in confusion. “You felt that too, right? I swear, I’m not going crazy!”

“Let’s go across to imaging, shall we?” Randy offered. Yazan groaned, not because of the need to go and find out what was happening, but because it meant he needed to try and button his shirt again, which was getting harder each day. 

“Let me know when you’re done moaning!” Randy said as he was walking out of Yazan’s office. Yazan chuckled and got himself ready. He could feel pressure building on his back, so used his palm to apply some pressure to his lower back, which seemed to help as he started moving towards the imaging ward.

Once in imaging, he saw Randy already set up with the ultrasound machine. “You know the drill: shirt off, belt off, lay down and deep breaths.” Randy occasionally considered working in radiology, but found his main calling in paediatrics. Regardless, it felt second nature to him using the various machines, such as ultrasounds.

Randy squeezed some gel onto the wand, and started towards the lower front area of Yazan’s belly, near his belly button. The answer was almost instantaneous.

“What the fuck is that?” Yazan asked.

“1… 2…”

“Randy, why are you counting…”

“Shh, 3…”

“Don’t you fucking dare shush me!”

“4 foetuses.”

Yazan fainted almost instantly.

***

Mike was growing more and more nervous with the lack of content he saw on Yazan’s social media. I really hope there are no serious complications from whatever is happening, Mike thought. After three more days of limited content aside from text-only Instagram stories, he decided to bite the bullet and message Yazan.

Hey there Yazan, not too sure if you remember me, but I’m Mike, the Australian doctor you met while in Sydney for the medical conference. I was wondering if you were free for a video call sometime soon, just to see how you’re going…

Yazan was sitting at home, feeling the odd flitter of movement in his belly when he felt a buzz from his phone. “Instagram: New message from @drmikeallred” As soon as Yazan saw the message from Mike and clicked on his Instagram profile, the dinner at the Oxford Hotel immediately came to mind. 

“I was living my normal life when I suddenly had this hot flush… and then had this urge to be fucked by anyone… and now I have four babies in me? Wasn’t Mike one of those researchers on… male pregnancy? Oh hell no!”

He ignored the message. There’s no fucking way Mike is the one who caused all this, Yazan screamed.

***

Each morning, Yazan woke up feeling his stomach stretching more tightly than the previous day. He found it astounding that he probably wasn’t even half-way through the pregnancy and already felt like he was full-term with a single baby. Any vague sense of relief he had from lying in bed immediately disappeared when he sat up and gravity caused his belly to drop into his lap. From there, the babies would start to wake up and stretch by pummeling his stomach and diaphragm.

He eventually got up from his king bed and slowly walked his way to his bathroom. Every time he flicked the lights on, he was gobsmacked by the growing belly and its gradual transformation. He started to notice every crevice, every hint of stretch marks and his losing battle to maintain his fitness. 

Yazan swayed sideways to see how much further his stomach extends. He can vaguely see the top half of his feet when he looks down, but he knows it’s only a matter of time before he loses the ability to see his feet too. One of his babies moves at that moment, and he looks back up towards the mirror to see the ripple across his belly. He shudders.

While looking up, he notices his pecs are starting to soften, and that his nipples are now a darker shade of pink. He lifts one of his pecs up and notices his pec feels slightly fatter than before. He dreads how much more will change with them.

After his morning care routine, he eventually got dressed into his work clothes, which in itself has become more of a struggle than before. He started ordering some larger shirts a couple of weeks ago, but even those shirts burst at the seams trying to keep his belly in place. He resorted to buying “Big and Tall” branded shirts to try and keep some sort of dignity, even though he never thought he’d have to wear those types of shirts, unless he went down the route of becoming a bodybuilder. At the moment, his pants feel fine, aside from his butt and thighs feeling slightly thicker.

Yazan’s patients were starting to notice the sudden growth around his belly. “Looks like you could use some of the advice you give us, Dr Yazan!” one of his patients joked.

“Ah, well…” and just as he was about to continue, Yazan briefly gasped as one of the babies moved around the top of his stomach aggressively. The patient raised one of his eyebrows at Dr Yazan, who looked back at the patient sheepishly.

How much fucking longer, Yazan thought.

***

How much fucking longer, Mike thought. Yazan hadn’t replied to his message for weeks at this point, and he was getting more nervous that something had gone terribly wrong for Yazan. All Mike wanted to do was check that Yazan was alive, and that if he was pregnant for some miraculous reason, he was okay.

One lazy Thursday evening after a day at the research lab at the university, Mike got a reply back from Yazan.

Hey, sorry for not replying sooner. Some things have popped up recently… Are you free for a chat soon?

Mike immediately leapt at the message. He got a video call request from Yazan, and with a deep breath swiped to accept the call. Mike saw Yazan in a white singlet that appeared tighter than usual. However, he could only see from the chest up.

“Hello there, stranger.” Mike tried to say suavely.

“Hello. Let me just start by saying that I don’t know what is really happening, but…”

(picture by @bigmpregnm)

Yazan swapped the camera around to show him standing in front of his bathroom mirror. Mike’s eyes bulged when he saw what he could only describe as a gigantic belly that is barely covered by his super tight white singlet. He had only seen these sizes when he was helping women carrying multiples. But there’s no way -

“... there are four in here.”

“Wh-what?”

“You heard me. FOUR! I have either four humans, or four fucking aliens, growing inside me. You better tell me what’s going on!”

Mike was genuinely speechless. His experiment was not meant to work. The hormones shouldn’t be lasting this long, let alone remain strong enough to sustain a pregnancy. Multiples? It should be impossible. And yet, here he was looking at a man that he had a one night stand with, carrying quadruplets. “D-Do you know how far along you are?”

“According to my friend Randy, I should be about half-way now, so I guess around 22 or 23 weeks?”

“Normally for quadruplets, ‘full-term’ is really around 28 weeks, so I guess you won’t be carrying them for much longer?”

“Are those really your words of support?”

“Sorry… Do you reckon you could come back to Australia? I want to check that you, and the babies, are healthy.”

Plus maybe write up some detailed observations for the next paper - for good measure - Mike thought.

“Do you think I’m really going to be cleared to fly in my condition?”

“Bring your friend Randy. He’s a doctor, get him to medically clear you.”

“Are you crazy?!”

“Clearly I am, because a man shouldn’t be pregnant, and yet here you are, so I might as well keep on going and see it in the flesh.”

Yazan chuckled, but it cut short with a jab at his side from one of the babies. He brought the camera down to show the ripples across the belly. Mike was mesmerised. He did that to the hottest male doctor from the United States.

“Look, I’ll think about it and let you know, alright?”

“Thanks, Yazan. But please, don’t be a stranger...”

“Alright, Mike. Chat soon.”

***

Randy was walking through the hospital wards when he decided to slip by Yazan’s office. He couldn’t quite believe it when he did the ultrasound of Yazan’s belly. Four babies? How was this even possible? Is Yazan intersex? Is this an ectopic pregnancy? Surely the pregnancy would not be viable beyond the first trimester, yet he’s now about 24 weeks along based on when he went to the conference in Sydney?

All these thoughts were swirling around in his head, but there was one thought that kept springing to mind: I want to be there for him.

Randy has always wanted kids for as long as he could remember. When he realised he was gay as a teen, it was one of the first things he worried about in the process of telling friends and eventually his family. How would he become a father?

Yazan being pregnant - weird as it was to say out loud - gives Randy an option. He had no idea whether Yazan wanted to keep the kids or give them up for adoption. If he says he doesn’t want them, Randy was more than ready to become the four babies’ father.

Randy got to Yazan’s office and knocked.

“Come in!”

Randy walked in and saw Yazan leaning against a bench. He was wearing one of the last sweaters that could stretch tightly across his bump. There was no denying that he was pregnant. He could even see his pecs look slightly perkier than before.

Maybe Yazan is intersex?

“When you’re done gawking at me, you can answer my question!” Yazan said.

“Oh, sorry Yaz! It’s just…”

“Yeah, I know, it’s pretty weird.” Yazan smirked at Randy. Randy smiled back.

Randy’s newest thought? I think I want to have kids with Yazan.

[skulla-rxcks]

Was that message for me?

Paring: friend!bang chan x afab reader

Rating: explicit

Genre: smut

Warnings: PIV, mutual msturbation, friends trope, chan thinks the message wasn’t for him, slight daddy kink, oral, fingèring

Asking best friend!Chan for help orgasming.. but he thinks the message wasn’t for him

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!THIS IS PURE FICTION, NOTHING IN THIS IS REAL ITS JUST A STORY!

“Heyy can you come over? I need help :(”

“Why? You okay? What do you need help with?”

“I can’t seem to cum. Every time I try to orgasm I just seem to can’t, it’s like I’m stopped.”

“Were you meant to say that to me?” Chan asks typing his fingers across his phone, clearly confused. This message wasn’t meant for him.. right?

“Wdym?”

“You asked for help with.. you know.. uh things. That wasn’t meant for me right?”

He looks at his phone, his brows furrowing in confusing as he reads over the explicit question asked.

“Chris just come over please. It’s easier to talk in person”

I sigh my mood changing to regret as I can already see the confusion in his face even though I can’t physically see him through my phone. I end up receiving a thumbs up in response ‘thank god I didn’t just mess up our friendship completely’ I sigh in relief; and about twenty or so minutes later I hear the door bell ring; getting up from my bed and exiting my room I go and answer it, opening the door to Chan, clearly questioning what the fuck just happened not too long ago.

“So im guessing it was for me if you asked me to come over..? You did use my name after all.” He steps inside, making his way to my living room and taking a seat on the couch, I sit down next to him, both of us completely flustered.

“I’m really sorry for bringing this up I know it’s probably a bit uncomfortable talking about something like this but-” Chan cuts me off, looking at me with concern.

“No no don’t worry it’s fine! I uh, get like that sometimes I understand.. do you not own toys or anything that could.. give you a hand?” I shake my head, looking embarrassed for bringing this ‘issue’ up to someone who I’d probably consider my guy best friend.

“No.. I mean, I use the handle of my hair brush sometimes but I’ve never had this issue before.” I blush, why am I asking him about something like this? I feel like I’m going to cry out from embarrassment.

He sighs, noticing how uncomfortable I am and how much I trust him to even bring up an issue like this.

“Have you tried anything else? Pillow humping?.. uhh… maybe use more fingers if you.. never mind I’m so sorry I sound really perverted giving suggestions haha.” He laughs, trying to lighten the mood and get some of the tension out of the air that’s filling the room.

“No! Don’t worry Chan it’s fine.. I’m finding it helpful to talk about this stuff..” I mumble under my breath.

“Okay well.. are you stressed? Maybe that’s the reason I’ve heard that stress can stop people from orgasming sometimes?” He suggests, trying to get to the bottom of whatever’s happening. “I’m not sure. Can you give me a hand and see if that’s the problem maybe? I uh, maybe if someone helps me I’ll be able to..”

Chan nods slowly looking into my eyes for permission before reassuring himself with his words. “So you want me to.. help you cum? Like you want me to touch you or..” He scrunches his face, a hint of lust glazing over his features, his soft lips puckering with his expressions, a mix of frowns and smiles cover them.

I Look away, fiddling with my own hands. “If that’s okay.. hopefully it doesn’t ruin our relationship or anything.” I blush, fluttering my eyelashes at him, silently pleading for more. “Of course if that’s what you need to make you feel better then I’m happy to oblige, especially if I’m the one who can make you cum.” He chuckles, the top of his ears turning red.

I smile, beginning to take off my sweat pants along with my panties, watching as he strips himself of his bottom half as well.

“So what now..?” I ask. “Maybe we should start with mutual masturbation.. don’t wanna rush things, you know?” He smiles politely. What a gentle man he is, not rushing into anything fast, even though I’d be happy for whatever he wants to do first with me. “Okay” I nod, picking up our pants and bringing him to my bedroom and sitting down with him. “You know how to do this right?”

“We just.. masturbate side by side?” I look at him. Receiving a nod. I look at him as he starts to wrap his fist around his cock, pumping it slowly before picking up speed, the site of his dick making my insides ache and my cunt twitch with need. Watching him, I slowly thrust two fingers inside of my hole, curling them up to hit my g spot, my eyes however, are hooked onto his dick, watching him like he’s some sort of drug to me, drawing me in more and more with every stroke.

“You’re staring quite a bit, you okay?” He giggles, rubbing his spare hand on my thigh reassuringly. “Yeah yeah it’s just.. wow, I never expected to do something like this with you.. I mean, you’re probably one of my best friends after all” I shuffle closer to him, my pussy twitching around my fingers as I think about how his dick would feel inside of me; raw or protected I don’t care, I wonder how good he’d feel inside of me with his thick length, if he’d let me cum immediately or if he’d dominate me and use me to his liking; controlling whether or not I’m allowed to cum as I squirm under him.

I finally decide to let my horny thoughts get a hold of me. “I want you.. but I still can’t seem to..”

“You have me, princess. What’s on your mind?” He says, looking into my eyes with concern, noticing how needy I’m getting. He probably noticed how I was twitching around my fingers and lost in my thoughts. “I’m wondering how.. how your..” I try to get my words out but they’re tied back against my throat. “How my what?” He teases, clearly enjoying this side of me. “Tell me or I won’t give it to you, yeah?”

I nod, “I’m wondering how your dick would feel inside of me.. e-every inch and the thickness of it stretching me open.. how you’d treat me differently while I’m under you or on top.” I look away after finally spilling my words out, feeling my cheeks get hot. There’s so much more I want to say but it would take hours.

“Do you wanna stop wondering and try it out? Id be lying if I said I wasn’t wondering similar things about your pretty little pussy.. wonder how tight you are and how your face contorts as you make a pretty mess all over my dick.” He teases, reaching over into my lap to stroke his fingers over my clitoris, making me squirm with need.

“Please Chan.. Please Chris..” I beg him, using both of his names. “Good girl. Protection or no protection?” He asks, wanting to know my preference or if I want him to fill me up with his hot seed or not.

“As much as I want to risk it.. I don’t wanna accidentally you know, get impregnated and regret it once I’m not extremely fucking horny.”

“Mm that’s okay.. hopefully one day you’ll let me pump that cunt of yours up full of my cum, hm?” Chan smirks, enjoying making me into a soaking wet needy mess with his words.

He lifts his shirt over his head exposing his bare muscular body as he climbs on top of me. “Be a good girl and take your bra off for me, let me see those tits..” “yes da-“ I pause, realising what almost came out of my mouth. “Daddy huh? Fuck that made me so turned on.” He groans, reaching into his bag and finding a condom before rolling it onto his dick. While he does that I obey his order and unclip my bra, my breasts now being on display.

He licks his lips at the site of me now laying under him completely naked and vulnerable, dripping and ready for his cock. Chan positions himself at my entrance and pushes in, making me let out a moan of pleasure.

“Chris oh my god..!” I cry out, savouring the feeling of how his cock fills up my dripping needy cunt perfectly, slowly calming the urges inside of me but slowly making me want more. “Shh you’re okay.. just focus on how good I feel inside this pretty pussy, okay?”

“M-mhm..” a whimper leaves my mouth before feeling Chan press his lips against mine, his tongue parting my lips and our tongues now dancing and tangling together as his hands slowly creep their way down to my breasts massaging and playing with them making me squirm under him with even more need pulsing through my body as a result of his actions. “So fucking tight just for me..” he murmurs Into the kiss, beginning to plunge his dick in and out of my hole harder and faster. “Y-yes only for you daddy… I’m all yours ” I moan, parting away from the kiss to look into his eyes, my brain studying every scrunch and frown of pleasure lurking upon his face.

Fuck, I imagine how he must feel pounding and ruining me raw, without protection; every vein and every pulse as more blood runs to his dick making him grow and twitch inside of me. God, how I want him to fill me up and impregnate me with his children so Fucking badly. It’s definitely not right for our first time being intimate though.

“Whatcha thinking about now baby girl?” He teases again, pumping his length deeper into my pussy, I can’t even get a solid response out of my mouth it feels so fucking good. “So loud.. you gonna cum? You gonna make a mess all around my dick?”

“A-ah.. yes.. yes.. soon!” I cry, feeling myself tighten around him as I creep up the road to reach my peak. “So loud..” he chuckles, connecting his lips to my breast sucking gently on my nipple as I let loose a soft scream that turns into a loud moan as I feel him pound his length deeper Into me.

My back arching slightly from the pressure, tears starting to well up in my eyes as a loud string of moans leave my lips.

“Come for me baby~ Come for daddy~”

And so I did, screaming and crying louder than I ever had before, clenching him tighter, cumming around his cock. HARD.

Not long after I feel Chan reach his too, filling up the condom, making me feel a little bubble inside of me before pulling out, tying it up and properly disposing of it. “You sound so pretty when you cum baby? May I eat you out? Show you I can make you cum in more ways than one?” He chuckles, clearly amused with himself at the mess he’s created

“Please..” I pout, the thought of his plush soft lips against my clit and his tongue thrusting in and out of my needy little hole making me go feral.

“Only for you.” he smirks. I shivering as he slowly makes his way down to my cunt, licking and trailing his tongue down from my breasts until he reaches his desired destination. He grips his hands around my thighs, gently prying them open before attaching his lips to my now swollen clitoris flicking it with his tongue as his beady brown eyes look up at me and watch while I throw my head back in pleasure. “C-Chris..! Ah..”

“You taste just as good as you look..” Chan groans into my pussy, making me whimper even more this time due to the vibrations of his voice flowing through me and my pussy. “Fuck! You’re ruining me..!~” I sob out in pleasure, my hand reaching down to push his face deeper into my folds, needing more of his mouth, which only causes him to start moving his tongue and lips faster.

“Chris!! Don’t do that ill-“ I try to warn him but it’s too late, I’ve already made a mess of myself all over his face.

“Well at least you’re not complaining are you?” God, even his way of words makes me so horny.

I shake my head. “Good girl. My good girl.” He grins, moving his head up from my crotch to my face, forcing his lips on mine making me taste myself. “Mmph!?-“ I gasp against his lips as he pushes two fingers inside of me, bending them and moving them back and forth against that sweet spot inside of me.

“You like that baby girl? Tell me what you like about my hands.. since you stare at them so often you must have some naughty thoughts about them, yeah?” Chan pulls away from the kiss, a string of saliva still connecting our lips as he waits for my response.

“Y-yes.. I.. i Imagine your fingers in me as I touch myself, but f-fuck they’re so much better and faster than mine.” I connect my lips back to his, our tongues beginning to swirl and twirl again. “Get on your knees for me.” He demands me, I let out a whine of disappointment as he pulls his fingers out of my pussy. “Mhm..” I smile, getting down on my knees and looking up at him. “I ate your pretty little pussy so now it’s time for you to wrap that mouth around me.,”

“Yes”

“Yes what?”

“Yes daddy.”

“Such a good girl you are, already knowing your place” he praises. I wrap my mouth around his already dripping cock and start taking him Into my mouth, sucking him. The flavour of his precum hitting my taste buds making me feel special, making me feel that I’m maybe definitely more than a friend to him.

“You wanna take me deeper? Think you can do it?” I nod, my mouth filled with his dick, I take him deeper and deeper, slowly beginning to deep throat him. Accidentally gaging around his length in the process.

“Your throats so tight baby. Im Gonna cum soon fucking swallow every drop of me.” I look up at him, he’s biting his lip as he spills his seed down my throat, I swallow it all, hungry for every bit of his cock, I whine slightly as he pulls out of my mouth, a tiny bit of his semen still dripping down my chin, I lick it up greedily.

“Good girl. Did you get what you wanted? Happy you could finally cum?”

I nod, now laying down with him and snuggling my head against his chest like a lost kitten.

“If you ever need help again don’t hesitate to call me baby girl.”

“Same for you Chris.”

[xoxxbilliexoxx]

Hard Days Turn to Hot Nights

I’ve had to repost this 3 times now because it keeps fucking up SORRY

Summary- Billie comes home from a stressful day of meetings and you help her feel better, turning her more submissive than she’s ever been with you.

power bottom billie, strap-on sex (r receiving), billie praising reader, reader praising billie, talking her through it, oral (billie receiving), squirting

……………………………………………….

you had been sitting on the couch waiting for billie to come home from her long day of meetings, scrolling on your phone to help pass the time. when the front door opened and shut you didn’t hear her usual greeting, the one that starts with her getting shark all riled up and excited with her squeals of love. the one that continues on to you, as she calls out your name in that cute little voice she loves to use.

concern filled the air around you when you heard nothing but foot steps and deep sighs. shark walked back to his bed, unenthused about the few little head scratches he received. as you turn around to see what’s going on, you see billie walking towards you. her suit jacket is already on the floor and as your gaze follows up her body, you see she’s unbuttoning the first few buttons of her shirt and pulling her tie, allowing it to hang loosely around her neck.

You finally make eye contact with her and as she gets closer to you, she lets out a deep sigh, the look of intense exhaustion worn on her face only getting heavier. billie grabs your face lightly with both her hands and pulls you in for a kiss as she stands above you next to the couch. when your lips pull apart, she sits down next to you and finally speaks, “fuck today has been horrible” she says as she lays her head down on ur lap and your hands naturally fall into her hair, stroking lightly, pulling all the pieces away from her eyes.

You let her relax for a couple of minutes, continuing to play with her hair. “wanna talk to me about ur day, it might make you feel better” you say, breaking the peaceful silence you both had fallen into. billie thought for a minute before sitting up, pulling her head off your lap and instantly making you cold and missing her presence. “I don’t think talking will help, I don’t even know what to say. it was just a fucking shitty day. all my meetings were stressful and it felt like nothing was getting done. tour is just about to start and i feel like no one is prepared.”

you sighed with her as she finished the last of her sentence, making sure she knew you heard her complaints. you rubbed her arms lightly and suddenly the energy shifted. the feeling of your fingers on her skin was making her shift her position slightly and her breathing felt lighter. you caught a look in her eye and all at once you knew exactly what your girlfriend really wanted.

“i can think of other ways to help make your day better, baby” your voice came out quieter than you intended but she heard you. Billie sat up a bit taller and pulled you by your hips to straddle her, breathing in deeply as you moved and letting the air come out of her lungs, forming the words you so desperately wanted to hear, “oh mama, you wanna make me feel better huh? what is it you’d like to do?”

she lifted your head by putting her index finger under your chin, lightly pushing until your eyes met hers. She was biting her lip and had that look in her eyes that just kills you every time. playful yet desperate, needy yet in control. “i can think of a few ways to relieve that stress of yours, but i think you should get to choose if i’m here to help you, right baby?”

as soon as you got the last words out she wrapped her hand around your throat, pulling you in tight for a kiss before pushing you away just enough for her to get her words out, her lips still grazing yours as she smiles, “be a good girl and go get the strap for me, pick which ever one you want, okay?”

as you get up to walk away billie lightly slaps your ass and winks, unbuttoning her pants and smirking at you. as you walked back to her, your favorite strap in your hand, you feel the wet spot on your pink lacey thong get bigger. you groan quietly as you see billie in front of you, wearing nothing but her shirt and loose tie, legs spread wide enough for you to see her wet pussy as she pulls her shirt up more.

she grabs the strap from you and stands up to put it on before sitting right back down in the same spot as before. “stand right there and strip for me baby, i want you to be a good girl and ride my dick until you cum, can you do that for me?” she says bluntly with a flirtatious ring in her words. you swallow the drool pooling in your mouth as you nod, fingers working fast to get all your clothes off.

as you stumble to get out of your thong, you look up to see billie staring back at you, rubbing the strap up and down spreading it with her spit and groaning. the image fills you with need, and suddenly there you are, straddling billie again, wimpering as she rubs the tip of her dick on your clit and biting gently on your collar bone. her hands are moving fast on your body, as if shes trying to touch every part of you all at the same time.

her hands finally land on your hips, grabbing them tightly and lifting them up. as you sit up you fall forward on to her, one of her hands moving in between your legs and running her fingers between your wet lips, taking a deep breath in and moaning. “oh baby, who got you so wet, huh?” you pull your lips away from her neck long enough to answer, the words coming out as a moan, “you billie, you got me this wet, fuckkk please keep touching me”

she smiles and grabs your face, forcing you to make eye contact as she lines the tip up and sits you down on her dick, biting her lip as she listens to you let out a deep moan at the feeling of her filling you so nicely. once you are sitting all the way down billies sits back on the couch and relaxes, “alright mama, come on and fuck yourself on my cock for me. make yourself feel good while i watch”

you obey immediately, her words making you hornier than ever as you begin to ride her, pulling yourself up and throwing yourself back down over and over again, moaning each time. the strap slides in and out of you so nicely as your wet pussy begins to make the prettiest sounds. billie groans loudly at the sight in front of her, watching as your boobs bounce and you throw your head back, so caught up in the way her dick is making you feel.

“fuck y/n just like that, keep going for me baby, just like that, such a good girl fucking yourself on me like this” billies words dance on your skin as you feel your walls clenching around the strap, picking up the speed and letting the gasps and cries fall out of your mouth with no restraint. as you pick up speed you begin to hear billie let out little moans each time you land, suddenly realizing the base is hitting her clit perfectly, making her feel just as good as you do.

“oh baby fuck dont stop, please dont stop y/n” billie wines as she throws her head back. you’ve never seen her like this before, it must be the way shes sitting on the couch but you fucking love it. the sound of you and billies moans harmonizing fill the room and its clear you are both approaching your high together. you continue fucking yourself hard onto her cock, wanting so badly to make her cum with you. one of your hands grabs her tie as the other makes its way to your clit, tightly circling it as you yelp and moan louder “oh billie fuck,”

you choke out as you continue rubbing yourself. her eyes fall down to your pussy, drooling at the view in front of her. billie loves to tell you how hot it is to watch your pussy take her strap so nicely, and this time is no different. “fuck mama, youre making me feel soo good fucking yourself on me, please dont stop baby- fuck this feels good”

billie struggled to get her words out, her need to moan overpowering her making it nearly impossible to speak. thats all it took for you to unravel, loudly telling her youre cumming as you coat the strap in your juices. you switched your motion, beginning to shift back and forth instead of up and down and suddenly billie throws her head back, shaking uncontrollably and begging you not to stop as she reaches her own high. your mouth fell open at the sight in front of you as you continued to shift your hips back and forth, letting billie ride out her high fully and talking her through it as you did.

“mmmm baby thats it, let it out for me just like that. that feels good hmm baby?” you say, as your girlfriend continues to whimper and gasp below you, still feeling the powerful orgasm wash over her. she finally grabs your hips stopping you from moving any more, and you fall forward onto her, both of you working hard to catch your breath from the intensity of both of your orgasms. after a few minutes of quiet breathing and some left over moans and hums coming out of both of you, billie begins rubbing your ass delicately as she pulls you in for a kiss.

you both quietly yelp as your weight shifts on her, forgetting the strap was still in you and therefore, grazing against her clit again. you smile down at billie and stand up slowly, hating how empty you feel. as billie stands to take the strap off, you see just how wet her pussy is, coated in her cum, the cum that you just fucked out of her. you feel the drool pooling into your mouth again as you begin to feel intense hunger for her. once the harness is fully off of her you push her back down on the couch, catching her off gaurd.

her eyes meet yours with a confused look in them and you decide to answer her puzzled look with more dominance than she or you are used to you having, “im not done making you feel good baby, why dont you go ahead and spread your legs for me and let me clean you up, i need to taste you” billie audibly swallowed at your words, shocked at the control you had but quick to obey your command. you got down on your knees in front of her, sliding your hands under her thighs and pulling her closer to you, making her gasp and squeel.

she began to let out a giggle but it was choked into a moan as she felt your tongue hit her pussy. her sweet taste filled your mouth, making you groan into her loudly, picking up your pace and letting your tongue move ravenously through her folds, collecting all her cum and swallowing, drinking her down. billies moans sounded different than usual, they sounded more submissive, more winey than you’ve ever heard from her. she was releasing all her control and allowing the pleasure to take over her mind.

as you moved your tongue up to find her clit, she grabbed your hair tightly with her hands, shifting her hips up, silently begging for more. you grabbed her hips tighter, swearing that it was going to cause bruises but not letting up, you needed to make her cum again, overwhelmed with a level of desire you dont think youve ever felt before. your flat tongue continued lapping over her clit as your fingers slipped from her hips and found their way to her entrance, stopping before they could go any further, wanting to make sure it was okay before putting them in. as you went to speak, billie quickly interupted you, despiration filling her voice, something new coming from her, “oh please baby, put your fingers in me, fuck me with your fingers mama, youre making me feel so fucking good”

the submissive nature in her voice flooded your ears, making you moan into her. seeing her like this was hotter than you could have ever imagined. you pulled your fingers away, slowly licking her entrance one more time, collecting her sweet juices and groaning before returning your tongue to her clit and thrusting your fingers into her with a gentle power, quickly beginning to create a rhythm to your thrusts, making her back arch of the couch and a loud gasp fall from her lips.

every thrust made a little high pitched grunt rip from her throat, not able to hold anything in anymore as she was drunk and hypnotized from the pleasure she was experiencing. “uh *thrust*, uh *thrust* , uh *thrust*, uh *thrust*, — oh fuck, oh fuck y/n, i—, oh god” you were eagerly fucking her, your fingers curling into her, quickly finding her spongey wall as your tongue pushed down harder on her clit and that was all it took. billie let out one last scream before her mouth hung open, silently moaning, shaking and pulling hard at your hair, “oh baby oh fuck y/n, im cumming baby please god don’t stop, oh godddd” you didnt stop, continuing to fuck her through her orgasm as you suddenly felt a warm liquid hit your chin “fuckkkkkkk y/n, fuck please baby oh god”

billie didnt know what she was asking for, she just knew shed never felt anything like this before, gasping loudly as you pulled your mouth away, continuing to thrust your fingers in and out of her and pushing down on her lower stomach, watching her squirt more and more as she yelled and moved below you, finally grabbing your hands and forcing you to stop as she tried her best to catch her breath.

you sat there giggling innocently as she came back to earth, hair clingling to her sweaty flushed face, eyes still closed. you leaned down peppering kisses all over her face, rubbing the hair off her forehead as she finally caught her breath and opened her eyes starring at you doe eyed as a smirk painted her face. you kissed her forehead one more time before finally breaking the silence, “you did so good for me baby, let me make you feel so good huh?” you giggled as she turned away, bashfully nodding before sitting up and returning the forehead kiss you gave her. “i think i should let you do that more often, fuck” she giggled out before grabbing the glass of water that sat on the coffee table next to you both, “you really just fucked the shit out of me” she laughed loudly, a joking nature in her voice even though she knew just how true her statement was.

[plaidpajamallama]

(You scared me) RHEA RIPLEY X JEY USO

Chapter 15

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Rhea was walking around backstage at SmackDown.

She was being cautious, of course. Naomi had invited her to the show. She looked for the locker room. Naomi had told her to meet her in

She walked in, seeing Jade Bianca and, of course, Naomi sitting around talking.

Naomi immediately jumped up, seeing her in the doorway. Hi, how are you doing?

Hey, I’m good.

She led her over to the benches they were all sitting on.

She sat next to Naomi, feeling a little awkward.

How are you feeling, Rhea? Bianca asked

I’m feeling a little better. I wish I was cleared.

Well, I think B handled Liv for you, Jade said, hitting Bianca arm playfully.

That girl was working her last nerve; someone had to hit her, she said, putting her hands up in defense.

I appreciate it, Bianca. She said with a smile.

Maybe you knocked some sense into her, Naomi chimed in.

So what’s been up to Rhea with your time off? Jade said, grabbing her water bottle.

Nothing much; they have been watching me like crazy. Like I’ll get jumped in my own home or something.

Bianca gave her a look, they? Who’s they

She smiled to herself. Me and Jey are dating.

Wait for real! She said sitting up.

Good for you, girl, get yours! Jade said, giving her a high five.

Wait, how long had this been happening? Bianca said, lying down on the bench.

A couple of months technically, but we only been dating for a couple of weeks now.

Damn Naomi You didn’t know Jade said

I just found out a couple of days ago, when we’re in the UK, I had my suspicious

My brother is an idiot when it comes to keeping things a secret, especially when it comes to you, she said, playfully poking her.

She smiled at the thought of him

Oh, so he’s the reason your here tonight had to come support your man. Jade teased

I mean, he does look good in red, plus I haven’t seen him in a couple of days, so

They all let out a collective Oh! Causing her to laugh

I bet he looks even better out of the red too. Jade said, cocking her head.

I mean, those tattoos are nice to look at.

They talk for the rest of the show after it ended, Rhea went to find Jey.

It didn’t take long for her to find him. He was standing outside by one of the exit doors.

His hands rubbing his temples; he always did that when he was stressed.

She ran up to him, giving him a hug. Hey, are you alright?

Yeah, I’m good. He said, giving her a kiss, It’s good to see you.

It’s good to see you too. I missed you.

Well, I got you something.

You did! What is it?

You have to wait and see.

Why tell me you got me something and not give it to me?

I mean, I got something else I can give you to, he said with a grin.

I mean, I’ll take both of your offerings. I’ll never say no to that, she said, tracing her fingers down his chest.

Girl, you trying to get me in trouble at work.

Then let’s go. I don’t want you to get in trouble now, she said, grabbing his sunglasses off his head and putting them on hers.

Damn girl! You don’t have to tell me twice.

He put his arm around her as they walked to their car.

As they walked up, he saw someone standing by his car.

He looked around, seeing if he saw anyone else. becoming more alert to his surroundings as they got closer.

Rhea squeezed his hand tighter, pulling him back.

Who’s that? She pointed at the person standing by their car.

I don’t know. I know who I hope it’s not, tho.

As they walked closer, he noticed there were two people standing there.

Hang on, he said, letting go of her hand. He walked up to the car.

He yelled out, getting their attention.

As they turned around, he noticed it was Jimmy and Naomi.

The fuck you doing, man! Sitting by my car in the dark and shit man!

We have been waiting here for 20 damn minutes. What took you so long, uce?

Ok, both of you calm down. Naomi said, putting a hand on Jimmy's chest.

He sucked his teeth. I swear if your here to talk about Sami man

No, I still don’t trust him, but no, that’s not why I’m here.

So then what do you want?

He felt a hand grabbing his; he knew who it was; he didn’t even have to look

She asked Naomi what was going on.

He looked down at her, nothing. It’s okay.

Jimmy had a weird look on his face. He looked over at Naomi, then back at them.

So what do you want? It’s late and I’m tired, so hurry up.

Uce I get your upset, but don’t go blowing up at Roman like that; it's not going to do us any good.

He shook his head. He doesn’t get to talk down to us anymore, especially right now.

He made a face. What does that mean?

He’s not on top anymore; he doesn’t get to act like he’s better than us.

He threw his hands up. Jey, come on.

I meant what I said; he got one more chance, and then I’m done. I’m here for you, not him.

That got Jimmy's attention.

I’m not going through all that shit again, man.

Jimmy sucked his teeth. I get it; trust me, I do. I’m just saying he’s not going to change overnight.

He ran a hand over his face, alright whatever.

They were all quiet for a moment.

Naomi broke the silence. Ok, we should get going. Come on, baby. She grabbed Jimmy's hand.

Alright, bye, he said, dapping him up.

Bye, see you around. bye Naomi

Bye; see you both later. They walked off.

He let out a loud sigh as he opened her door.

He shut the door, getting in the car.

You okay? She said, grabbing his shoulder.

Yeah, just God, he said, letting his head hit the headrest. Let’s just go. I don’t want to talk about it right now. I just got back. I just want to focus on you. He put his hand on her thigh.

Plus, you still got a gift to open.

Huh, I do, don’t I, she said in a teasing voice.

You do a very good gift, I might add.

I feel like you are not talking about my gift anymore.

I mean, I can give it to you, can’t I? That’s a gift, isn’t it? He moved his hand to her inner thigh, making her shift in her seat. Jey baby

Yes, babygirl, he said as he moved his hand up and down her thigh and rubbed it against her pussy.

Causing her to cross her legs

He continued to tease her till they got to their hotel.

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He grabbed their bags out of the truck. He came around, opening her door.

Thank you, baby. As she stepped out of the car, she grabbed his shoulder for support as she felt her knees get stiff.

He asked if she was okay with a grin on his face.

Yeah, I’m ok; let’s go.

Before she could take another step, he picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder.

Jey Put me down! She kicked her legs. Jey!

Shh, babygirl, you can scream all you want in a minute. He said, smacking her on the ass.

She bit her lip as it sent chills down her spine. God, maybe he should leave more often if he was going to act like this every time.

Luckily, the hotel lobby was pretty empty beside the hotel staff.

Her face was bright red. God, this was so embarrassing being over his shoulder like this, but it also was hot. He just threw her over his shoulder like it was nothing.

When they made it to their room, he dropped their bags on the ground.

He put her down on the desk, kissing her.

She immediately fell into it, putting her hands in his hair.

As they made out, he picked her up, taking her pants off, and throwing them to the side.

He sat her back down, napping at her neck.

The cold air hit her pussy, causing her to bite her lip. He rubbed his hand against her pussy, making her moan.

Babygirl I barely even touched you, and your already so wet for me.

He moved her underwear out of the way, pushing two fingers into her Fuck Jey! She bit his shoulder to muffle the sound of her moans as he thrust them in and out of her

She wrapped her legs around him as he picked up speed, making her moan louder. Fuck please!

She felt that familiar heat pooling in her stomach.

Please, what baby?!

She grabbed at his shirt.

I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what you want, baby.

She used her feet to push down his pants down to his thighs. Jey! Please just… Just fuck me.

You want me to what, baby, I can’t hear you

Fuck me Please just fuck me! She yelled loud enough for the people in the next room to hear, but she didn’t care; all she cared about was him.

He picked her up, carrying her over to the bed.

He laid her down, taking off his clothes.

She threw off her shirt along with her bra and underwear.

He flipped her around so she was on her hands and knees.

He thrust into her in one swift motion. grabbing the bass of her neck.

Is this what you wanted babygirl?!

Yes! god, yes!

She let her head hang. Each thrust was fast and deep, hitting that special spot, making her moan.

Your so hot like this baby; let everybody know your mind. He smacked her on the ass. making her yell

God, he felt so good. Each thrust brought her closer and closer.

Fuck Jey im... im

Cum for me, babygirl

A couple more thrusts pushed her over the edge.

Her body shuddering as her orgasm rips through her

She fell down to her elbows, trying to catch her breath.

his hips snapping forward one last time as he finds his own release.

He fell beside her, breathing heavily, trying to catch his breath. Damn girl!

She chuckled as her body relaxed. God, that was...

He smiled We’re not done yet, baby.

She giggled as he grabbed her, pulling her on top of him kissing her.

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This is my first time writing smut so be nice and if you have any tips haha let me know 🖤

[strawbabycandy]

these pics got me inspired, so i wanna write a little fantasy you can think about while looking at them

it’s been a long day at work, you’re on edge, because of stress of course but also because you haven’t cummed in a week. as you head home you start feeling increasingly tense, when you step into the almost empty subway car you fail to notice me at first, too lost in your thoughts, but after a few stations, it’s only us left, and my bright blue sweatpants catch your attention. a thought erupts in your head, how easy would it be to use me for the relief you’ve been craving? you get up, and walk up to me, predatorily. my back is facing you, so i don’t even notice you until it’s too late, until i can feel my pants being lowered and a hand over my mouth. i can’t move, i’m too stunned by what’s happening. your hands slowly make their way down my body, you take your time, you take my breasts into your hand and meanly pinch my nipples. when you pull my panties down, you’re surprised to find them wet, you can’t help yourself and as your fingers trace my entrance i can hear you whispering in my ear “slut.”. was i actually enjoying myself, or was it a natural reaction my body had to stimulation? you didn’t know, and you didn’t care. all that mattered was the feeling of my warmth as you slipped into me. i was so helpless, gripping onto the pole in front of me as you trusted into me, your manhood roughing up my insides. at one point i managed to let out a bleak “it hurts!”, to which all you had to say was “but you’re taking it so well though, it’s like you were made for me.”, you put your head into my neck, i hiccuped as i felt your warm breath against it. “that’s all you lot are good for isn’t it? taking cock. you knew someone would use you today, didn’t you? that’s why you put these fucking sweatpants on, knew they were easy access.”, you got closer to my ear and whispered in it “and who would’ve thought you were hiding such an ass under these.”, you slapped it as if to illustrate your point. you came not to long after, in me of course, and you watched your cum drip out of my pussy as you caught your breath and put your dick back into your pants. as you leave my there, on the floor of the subway cart, as you walk home, your balls finally empty, you feel no guilt whatsoever. none. after all, women only exist to satisfy you, don’t they? you only used one as you were supposed to. you were a man, and she owed it to you.

the end <3

you know what they say, never judge a book by it’s cover…

[frink-o-matic]

I’m not sure how much longer I can handle being anxious.

[transmechanicus]

Kind of hard to ask as anon

But you doing ok?

Need to vent?

Hi very kind and thoughtful of you to ask, i am doing mmmmm suboptimal but i do not need to vent to a person per se, so much as i need to say absolutely insane shit in my tags and have everyone pretend not to see <3

[liatorii]

Oh how I hate oral exams where you have no idea how it’ll end because the professor has been so unpredictable and mean-

[koifrog]

I’m approaching 27 which means that we are now in this unexpected period of life where we need to replace all of our “good enough for now” things that we got super cheap (or free from family) when we first started living on our own. I am realizing that it is VERY difficult to get rid of things, not just from an emotional attachment standpoint but also:

“Well it technically DOES still work even if it’s unpleasant and falling apart” (especially applicable to ugly/uncomfortable furniture)

“We don’t have to get rid of it, we can always repair it” (it is literally broken and falling apart)

“Wouldn’t it be Bad and Consumeristic to just throw something away that isn’t actually broken just because I want a new one?” (this one plagues me)

“Getting a New Thing would be way too expensive” (hasn’t even checked the price of a replacement, I absolutely can afford it but it would cost more than $50)

Even when I’ve fought through those arguments (which is very hard to do considering these are things I learned while growing up during the 2008 recession and struggling financially due to severe illness and death in the family when I was young) and come out the other side determined to actually replace something, a new issue arises. “How am I going to get rid of the old thing?”

“I can’t donate this because it’s broken or stained”

“I want to sell this but this requires a lot of energy that I don’t have (photographing the item, pricing the item, posting an ad for the item, sorting through offers for the item, arranging pickup for the item, possibly even shipping the item)”

“I want to throw this away but it’s too large to put in the garbage so it must go on the curb and I don’t know the protocol for that”

“I want to throw this away but it’s too large to put in the garbage and too broken to give away so it must go to the dump and I don’t have a vehicle I can use to take this there so I will need to reach out to family for help”

“I want to throw this away but I’m not sure how to do so in an Environmentally Friendly way”

This sort of situation is a nightmare for my mentally ill mind, and it results in me simply giving up and putting up with keeping the shitty item I know I want to replace and repeating the same excuses to myself to justify it enough that I don’t break down in frustrated tears every time I look at the thing I’ve been wanting to get rid of for months.

I’m sick of it though. I am tired of having to put up with being stuck with something I don’t like just because it’s not “bad enough” to justify going through the stress of removing from my life. I am tired of living with these things that I want to get rid of taking up the space I want to give to something new that I do love that I picked out myself on purpose. I am tired of my own happiness not being a good enough reason to justify doing something difficult or inconvenient. I am approaching 30. I don’t want to live the next decade of my life like I’ve lived the first two, just dealing with what’s been given to me and not saying no, incapable of removing things I don’t like to make space for things I do.

[rainbowpufflez]

Fine, I’ll admit that I like Lysandre 😔

[unknownarmageddon]

for the sanscest ships, kist : o?

OUHHH….. OUHH KIST…. weeping wailing kist my beloved

kist is like my third or second favorite ship it’s like the only other killer ship i like other than kross. ouh. kist <3

[banghwa]

genuine question how do u get over ur fear of existing

[ajxrn-archive]

I need to be put in a waffle iron or something