#I’d prefer to just go back to bed but I need to eat and drink and reapply aquaphor

[shatterthefragments]

Ugh even if it’s raining it would be better for me to go out today I think (less traffic) and I could go see monkey man if I go to the city today but it’s only late on Fridays and I have to work Saturday.

I’m a little worried about running errands while having tattoos uncovered. (Even though I’m thankful that it doesn’t actually *seem* or feel like an open wound.) but logically I know people don’t just book a few weeks off life just to heal a tattoo.

They’re starting to flake a bit. (Which I am Not Happy about but it’s the fucking process :( and it’s not as bad as it could be)

[spaceship-full-of-bugs]

Random Deer Little Doe AU Stuff

Lilith: This is my husband, Lucifer Lucifer: And this is my wife Lilith Both: And this is our husband Alastor! *Camera pans out to an annoyed but flustered looking Alastor* Alastor: For the last time your majesties, I am not your husband. *Alastor super messily ripping some angels limb then drinking their blood like a wild animal* Lilith + Lucifer: Oh wow, I hope this doesn't awaken anything in me Lilith: Me and Luci have been trying to ask this demon out Lucifer: We've been dropping them the most obvious hints for dozens of years now. No response. Alastor: They just sound stupid. Lilith: But they’re not. They’re really smart actually. Just... dense. Alastor: Maybe you two need to be more obvious? Perhaps, oh I don’t know… maybe say something like “Hey! I love you!” Lucifer: I guess you’re right. Hey Alastor, Me and Lilith both love you. Alastor: See! Just say that! Lucifer: (Un)Holy fucking shit. Alastor: If that flies over their head then, sorry your highnesses, but they are too dumb for you both. Lilith: Alastor. Luci and Lilith, trying to flirt: So, you come around here often? Alastor, confused: I mean, you told me to stay and work here, in your home, so yes. Lucifer: If I say I love you, will you say it back to me dear? Lilith: Of course, Luci. Lucifer: I love you. Lilith: It back. *Later* Alastor: Why is Lucifer crying face-down on the floor while cuddling his rubberducks? Alastor: Why is everyone so obsessed with top or bottom? Honestly, I’d just be excited to have a bunk bed. Lilith: Lilith: I'm going to tell him. Lucifer: Please don't. Lilith: I really like Eminem. Lucifer: I prefer skittles. Alastor: She's talking about the rapper. Lucifer: Why would they eat the wrapper? Kid Charlie: I wish you were my official parent Al. Alastor: I'm truly honored to hear that, princess. But unfortunately that request seems impossible. Kid Charlie: Oh! You should marry my mom and dad so that you can officially be my other parent! Alastor: That's a splendid ide- wait what.

Lucifer: Here we are at the toy store my little star! Now go and pick a present!! *Two hours later* Lucifer: Well? Has anything caught your eye yet char-char? Kid Charlie: Dad!! I want that one. *points* Lucifer: Kid Charlie: Lucifer: For the last time, you can't pick Alastor.

[drunkenlionwrites]

jealous dan heng ,gepard, and himeko (separate) pulling you aside to eat you out/fuck you or literally anything ever

afab gn reader please<333

Hi nonnie! That's such a hot request. Sorry that Dan Heng's part is so lackluster. I went all out on Gepard and Himeko though! Hope you enjoy it :3 Warnings: nsfw, gender-neutral, afab reader, penis in vagina sex, oral sex (reader receiving)

Dan Heng

Since arriving to Xianzhou Luofu and helping with their pursuit of Kafka, general Jing Yuan began frequently sending texts to you and Stelle whenever he felt bored…which was pretty often. He became accustomed to your visits and often invited the two of you over to play starchess. Dan Heng didn’t see anything bad about it in the beginning, thinking that the general just found the company of trailblazers amusing. But then, why hadn’t he invited March or him for once? It has always been you, and a bit less frequently Stelle.

Still, Dan Heng was a patient man and he saw that you didn’t mind paying visits with general and later talked to him about the conversations you’ve had with Jing Yuan. His patience, though, has ended at some point. That point being one more text with invitation from general to visit him the same evening as you and Dan Heng already planned a small date together.

“You will not go” he said with a calm commanding voice. You looked at him with slightly widened eyes, not used to such an intonation from your lover. “What’s gotten into you all of the sudden?” you asked.“Last time I checked, I was your boyfriend, not general. And I’d like you to spend time with your boyfriend instead of other men, whose company you seem to prefer lately” you could almost see a pout on his face. “Dan Heng…could it be…are you possibly jealous?” you asked with amusement in your voice.

He just went to the door of the archive room and locked it, turning back to you and capturing you in his hands. “Seems like I’ll need to make sure the general sees that you’re busy with other matters” he muttered against your neck, his lips sucking on your soft skin, leaving marks without a doubt, while he pushed you in the direction of his makeshift bed.

Gepard

Gepard was a busy man, so young yet already a captain of the Silvermane Guards. After Bronya became the new Supreme Guardian of Belobog he had even less time, aiding her in whatever way he could, while also guarding Belobog from the fragmentum. He was a busy man, yet he always did his best to find time for you, which seemed to be irrelevant to you lately, since you’ve also been busy, running and helping here and there, spending your time between Natasha’s clinic, Serval’s shop and many other people. Last time he saw you was around 2 weeks ago due to your busy schedules.

Last message he sent you has been today, asking for a meeting, writing about how he missed you, feeling his cheeks getting a bit hot as he typed those letters. He received the response that you’ll be busy helping out someone at Qlipoth Fort. While feeling a bit let down, he understood your predicaments and since he still had some free time off, he decided to go visit Serval at her shop. Upon entering it and seeing you there, happily laughing with Serval and Stelle, drinking the tea, he frowned a but, noticing three pairs of eyes turning back to greet him. “Hi, Gepard, so great that you’re here!” you said while you stood up and came trotting up to him, hugging his neck.

“Stelle, sister” he nodded to the other two girls, “I need to borrow your friend for a minute to have a quick talk” he said seriously. You gulped, as Gepard began leading you upstairs, which served as Serval’s living area. You awaited a lecture, or an awkward shy talk with blushing Gepard. What you didn’t expect was his lips crushing onto yours as soon as the doors closed behind you. “It’s so hard to catch you these last few days. “You left me feeling lonely and neglected” he said in between kisses, his hands clumsily meddling with the buttons of your jacket and then shirt, his thigh coming to press between your legs. “Do you even know how much I long for you?” he said, his got breath fanning your face, his eyes already hazed and half-lidded.

“Oh Gepard, I am so sorry that I’ve been such a neglectful partner. Let me make it up to you” you looked up at him from beneath your lashes, which only made him audibly whine and hoist you up by your thighs to sit you up on the dresser, sliding your skirt up, leaving only your panties on for now. “Oh, I know a way for make it up to me now.” his face was flushed, his breath uneven, as he reached his pants to get rid off the piece of garment that divided you. Once he was done, he trailed the stipe down your clothed pussy with his fingers, feeling them already soaking with your lube.

He pushed your panties aside, his thumb pressing slow circles to your clit as he pressed his already hard cock to your pussy, entering you in one fast movement. You gasped at that, feeling your walls stretching around him with a slight burning sensation. Gepard moaned, feeling your soft wet walls hugging his cock. “You’re so very hot inside right now” he grunted to your ear, setting up a quick pace from the beginning. The dresser was staggering and hitting the wall each time Gepard was pushing his length inside you. You could only helplessly moan, clutching your hands onto his shoulders, taking everything he was giving you, the fleeting thought of Stelle and Serval hearing you had passed your mind, but you were too far gone to care.

Himeko

It's been only around a month since you and Himeko confessed to each other and started officially dating. Everything has been wonderful, you two basking in each other’s affections and having a wonderful time together. You didn’t want to look dumb and uninformed in front of Himeko, since you were in the period of your relationship when you still want to impress your lover and show your best sides, so you started going for advice and information to Welt. Sometimes your talks lasted for few hours, you eagerly absorbed all the information provided like a sponge, excited to learn all the new things about the Galaxy and trailblazing in general.

Little did you know that your sudden interest in Welt caused your beloved to feel a bit insecure and abandoned. One evening, when you had already spent around 2 hours in Welt’s room and still didn’t come out, Himeko grew impatient and knocked on the door, entering the room without waiting for the answer. “Welt, do you mind if I take your dear companion for a moment?” Welt looked at her a little bit surprised, but just shrugged saying “Why not? We’re done for today anyway, I think” Smiling at you, he returned to his business, while you followed Himeko hesitantly, haven’t seen her so impatient before. You’ve always thought of her as of a collected and mature woman full of patience and wise beyond her years. And now this mature woman was tugging you by the sleeve, leading you to her room unceremoniously.

Once she reached the destination, she led you to her bed, pushing you gently when you were touching it with the backs of your knees, plopping next to you and looking into your face expectedly. “I’ve been missing you lately” she confessed, caressing your thigh. “What does Welt have that I don’t, that you prefer his company to mine?” she asked softly. You looked at her, thinking over her question. Was she…insecure? It dawned on you how it must’ve looked from her perspective. “Oh no, Himeko. It’s not…it’s not like that. I’ve been asking Welt to tell me more about space travelling and different places, about you know…about everything, so I can hold meaningful conversations with you, so I can be interesting to you. I didn’t come to you because I didn’t want to seem…incompetent” Himeko’s face has brightened with relief as she chuckled and pushed you down on the bed, her fingers trailing beneath your skirt, her face following them.

“Oh kitten…” she murmured gently “I would never think of you this way. I would’ve enjoyed explaining to you anything you want to know about.” You’ve felt her slender fingers tugging your panties off you, her hot mouth pressing to your core once you were freed from them. She trailed circles around your clit, alternating between kissing your pussy, pressing hot long stipes against it and trailing random patterns, earning frantic noises leaving your mouth. “Have I ever made you feel like you should be embarrassed in front of me, kitten?” she asked, her voice quiet and erotic, which made you clench around nothing, causing you to whine impatiently. She chuckled, burying her face between your legs, her fingers entering your pussy, beginning moving inside of you, curling to get to your sensitive spot. She ate you out so eagerly, so desperately, the movements of her fingers causing the room to be filled with the lewd noises of your squelching pussy.

“Ah, Himeko…I won’t last long…I…I’ll cum now.” you mewled. “Come onto my face, kitten. And throw your foolish thoughts out of your head, m?” she said, moving her lips from your pussy for a moment. You felt all thoughts completely leaving your head once you began pulsing around her lithe fingers.

[berylcups]

haiiiii :3 could i perchance request some melone headcanons......... any kind of headcanons, that's totally up to you!! im in need of more content of my favorite purple haired freak :3

Melone HCs?! Now how can I say no to that? 😄 I’ve thought long and hard about this purple blorbo and squeezed all of my thoughts out on here! I hope you enjoy my interpretation of this adorable freak! 💜 Beryl

🍈Melone HCs🍈

CW: This IS Melone we’re talking about so…. Beware the lewdness!

Notes: this is technically number 2 in my list but I thought I’d send this one out first since it got completed first. And it will give you all something to nibble on while I finish up number 1 and start on number 3! 😄 I hope you all enjoy ! 💜 Beryl

This guy sucks at cooking. The most he can do is microwave ramen, Mac and cheese, and boil pasta. 😭

He genuinely thinks pineapple is an ok topping for a pizza. Not bad not great…just OK. The squad is offended and speechless about his apathy of fruit being on a pizza . But his rebuttal is-tomato is a fruit and it’s on a pizza. Someone needs to hold Ghiaccio back because he’s ready to THROW HANDS.🙌

He’s the biggest Anti-hydro homie ever. He HATES drinking plain water. 💧 He only drinks coffee, tea, soda, energy drinks, juice, and alcohol. How does he have clear skin?! He uses lots of trendy face creams and just has good genetics. Lucky bastard.😩

He thinks cola and root beer is the nastiest drink imaginable. He calls it the “black bile” based off the 4 humors of the human body.

He forgets to eat…It’s so bad that he gets a little snarky and Ghiaccio kindly reminds him by saying “oi Melone! Quit acting like a cunt and go eat something for fucks sake!”

He stays up ridiculously late. If he’s not pulling an all-nighter, he’s going to bed by 4am.

He sleeps in his underwear…and it’s a thong. 😳 he used to sleep nude but he also sleeps walks occasionally and nobody wants to see his junk so the team forced him to AT LEAST sleep in underwear!

Believe it or not, his natural hair color is purple! He only dyed it blonde to disguise himself for a mission.

He lost his tonsils from getting too many strep throat infections as a kid. He wanted to keep the removed tonsils but his mom said no. 😞

He’s not hairy but he does wax his entire body. No razor, no hair removal creams…just good ol wax. Ouch. 😬 his skin is as smooth as a dolphin.

His perfume/cologne smells like cucumber melon, green tea, and a citrus blend. Mmm…He’s fruity smelling!

He has a insane 4-5 step system when he washes his hair. He’s used to the warm water going cold on him in the middle of his showering routine. He must put up with the chills in order to have the best hair in the squad! …illuso totally isn’t seething with jealousy btw.

Melone was born and raised in Venezia with Ghiaccio as his best friend growing up. His venetian accent isn’t heavy like Ghiaccios.

He’s 25 years old and identifies as nonbinary. Melone is pretty lax with his pronouns but identifies as they/them it/its and he/him.

His sexuality? It’s yes please! 😄 He’s on board to get down with anyone! He has no preference when it comes to gender…you just need to have an open mind! Although, there are bonus points to be given out if you’re physically able (and consenting) to bear children. If not, he definitely won’t hold it against you! He’s DTF and ready to sweep you off your feet!

This guy has no ass but he can dance like he has one. Twerking and grinding his way at the club hopefully into someone’s pants. 😳

This inhuman human can swallow a banana WHOLE. He has no gag reflex, the dentists love him. Take that information for what you will.

He absolutely HATES snakes. Just the sight of them will make him gag 😭. He’s cool with other reptiles though. Just keep snakes away from him. 🐍

He can’t tell what he likes more-cats or dogs. He likes cats because they are independent and clean but…they like to scratch. He likes dogs because they’re loyal and friendly but… they can poo everywhere. It’s a difficult decision for him to decide! He’ll settle with a reptile like a chameleon. 🦎

He went to university for Botanical studies. He has a hobby for horticulture and beekeeping.

He also dabbles in astrology and reading fortunes through palm reading. (Usually by licking your hand 😬)

He has shaky hands. He doesn’t have great dexterity due to all the caffeine he drinks. He wants to paint his nails but it always looks messy. 😬 so he’s stuck using clear nail polish unless he has enough money to go to the nail salon. 💅

He’s an avid video gamer. His console of choice is the PC, but isn’t interested the console vrs PC wars. If there’s a game he likes and it’s only available on a certain platform, he’s going to get it. Ghiaccio, Formaggio, and Pesci are welcome to his consoles but they need their own controller. He doesn’t want no cheeto hands in his squeaky clean controllers! (This is mostly a rule for formaggio since he snacks and plays.) And no touching Melones laptop! That’s his baby—Babyface. And there’s cursed things you might find on there. 🥴

He’s the best at rhythm games while Ghiaccio is the best at racing games. They both rival each other when it comes to puzzle games.

🔥 Spicy HCs 🔥

According to him, the first time he ever got an erection was when he saw a high heel shoe ad in his moms Vogue Italia. He stole that page and “discovered “ himself. 😳 his mom did catch him and she tells this embarrassing story to her friends and family and social gatherings. Yikes 😬

This guy eats ass/pussy like groceries. Like a man who hasn’t eaten in DAYS. He’s a part of the clean plate club if you know what I mean. 😏 you don’t? Well uh… he good at oral idk 🤷‍♀️

Majority of the time he is a bottom. He’ll dom if you want him to. He’s a slut he’ll do ANYTHING you want.

His top kinks are feet, latex, body worship, and breeding (giving and receiving).

His favorite position is doggy, reverse cowgirl, and the classic mating press. This goes for him and his partner.

His favorite times to do it is shower time and when you both wake up. There’s just something about lazily screwing you from behind as he spoons you. It’s his drug and reason for living.

Despite his promiscuous demeanor he doesn’t have one night stands often. He much rather find his soulmate.

He prefers to only use surrogates for babyface that he deems “human trash “. The most toxic of the toxic cruelest ueterus havers. He would never use a good person as materials for his stand. He doesn’t have the heart to believe it or not. His apathy only extends to violent cruel people.

When he finds someone he’s interested in he falls hard. He does want to fuck them ASAP but he wants to treat them like the monarch like they are.

King of aftercare! He’s going to talk sweetly to you and cuddle with you. He’s gonna tend to your bruises, Make a bath for you, clean his fluids off of you, make you something to drink…anything you want 💜

More than likely you will probably be bruising him since he loves being your bottom, but he will still try to give you aftercare after you rode him for over an hour straight. 😅 Be firm and tell him no and give him the same care he gives you. You’ll melt his heart!

[vikkisixxpixx]

Originally wrote this as a scenario for my Motley Crue DR (shifter rep), decided to post it since there's a severe lack of this kink in bandfic

To clarify, I am a cardiophile. UrbanDictionary describes cardiophilia as "the act of being obsessed with the heart," though personally, I prefer the term "fascinated." Depending on the person, it can be sexual or nonsexual (it's both for me), however, since this is a smut, this will be focused on the sexual aspect. Now, as the song says, on with the show.

Dr. Feelgood

(Source)

Pairing: Nikki Sixx x Suki Taylor (my DR self), is in first person from the perspective of Suki Word Count: 1,236 Warnings: MINORS DNI (18+ content), cardiophilia/heartbeat kink, medfet, fingering f!receiving, piv sex (protection not mentioned because I forgot, could go either way in your imagination), multiple orgasms (on the part of Suki), explicit language, mentions of alcohol (in passing), nicknames, a very corny joke mid-tango, lmk if I missed anything. Don't like? Don't read. Extra Notes: we needed more of this kink anyway. also Quiet Riot's Cum On Feel The Noize came on shuffle when I wrote the second orgasm and I still find it hilarious Based on: Dr. Feelgood by Motley Crue (in name), the horny thoughts I got after viewing the attached photo No beta, we die like real men

Nikki sighs as he sits next to me on the tour bus. Tommy’s at a payphone calling Heather, while Mick and Vince are having a few drinks on the bus.

“If I don’t have one night away from Tommy, I’m gonna fuckin’ scream,” Nikki breaks the silence. “He’s about to drive me batshit crazy!”

I stifle a giggle. “Do you wanna get a hotel for tonight?” I ask. “You have another show here tomorrow.”

He presses a kiss to my cheek. “That is an amazing idea.”

It’s about an hour later that the two of us are checked into a room at some chain hotel; not sleazy, but definitely not the Ritz.

“It’ll look like shit after we’re done anyway,” Nikki says with a shit-eating grin on his face.

I snicker, rolling my suitcase to the corner of the room. “I wish the show wasn’t so soon. Then we could…”

He stalks over to me before lightly brushing his fingertips down my arm. “I don’t have to go.”

I laugh slightly. “You’re in one of the most popular bands in the world. You’re not missing a show!”

He plants a sloppy kiss on my lips. “Maybe later I can do something special for you.”

I smirk. “I’d love nothing more.” I give him a quick kiss before saying, “Now, you need to go.”

He kisses me again before walking out the door.

The show, like usual, is very loud and very successful. But, for the first time I’ve ever seen, Nikki is ecstatic to get off stage.

As we’re walking out to the car the venue lent us, he throws an arm around me. “Ya know, babe, I think that was my best performance yet.”

“What makes you say that, honey?”

“Because I played the best I could so I could go back to the hotel as fast as I can.”

I laugh at his comment as the two of us get in the car.

The drive to the hotel is largely quiet, though the sexual tension is palpable.

“I’ve got a surprise in my suitcase,” Nikki speaks in a singsong voice as we enter our room.

“You do, do you?” I ask with my eyebrow quirked.

“Mhmm. Go in the bathroom and don’t come out ‘til I say so.”

“Yes, sir,” I reply with a smirk. He chuckles and smacks my ass as I walk away.

It’s a silent moment later that I hear, “The doctor will see you now, Miss Taylor.”

“Dr. Feelgood?”

I walk into the room to find Nikki wearing a white coat—and only a white coat—with a stethoscope around his neck.

“Yeah, I heard you’ve been under the weather, Miss Taylor,” he says with a devious smirk.

I giggle. “Yes, Doctor, I’ve been feeling very, very sick.” I fall onto the bed dramatically with a hand on my chest.

“What seems to be the trouble, Miss Taylor?”

“My heart just feels all sorts of funny, Doctor.” I blush when I realize what I’ve said.

Without wasting a second, Nikki walks over. “Hmm, sounds like I should check that out.” In one swift move, the stethoscope is gone from his neck and has found a new place, with one end on my chest.

A few silent seconds pass before I blurt out, “That thing’s not even real, is it?”

Nikki chuckles. “You bet your ass it is.” He smirks as we both feel my heart rate skyrocket. A blush makes its way across my cheeks as he says, “Now that is interesting. Take a deep breath for me, would ya, babe?”

My stomach does flips at the way it sounds when he says that sentence, but I obey nonetheless.

He listens silently for a moment. “Miss Taylor, could I get you to be my guinea pig for a second?”

“Of course, Dr. Feelgood,” I reply. “What do I need to do?”

“Just stay still for me.” He plants one of his signature sloppy kisses on my lips, listening to the effect it has on my heart. “Hmm, just like I thought. I gotta operate, Miss Taylor. Now. With your permission, of course.”

“Oh, absolutely, Doctor. Is there anything I need to do?” I ask as dramatically as I can.

“Let me do all the work for you.” He kisses me again before slipping my battle vest off to hit the floor, followed by my tank top.

With more of my chest exposed, he starts placing kisses on every inch of my bare skin, occasionally just above my heart, which is the only time he moves the stethoscope. Each one earns a moan.

“Beautiful sounds, baby,” Nikki says between kisses. “From your mouth and your heart. Got one more in you?”

He slinks a finger past my shorts and underwear after his words, curling it inside me; an action which elicits the loudest moan I’ve let out so far.

“Good girl. Mind if I take these off?”

My brain is already so foggy from pleasure that the only thing I can do is release an affirming noise before my shorts and panties join the growing pile of clothes on the floor. With them out of the way, another slender finger joins the first one.

“Fuck, Nikki!” I shout.

He chuckles. “I will, don’t you worry your pretty little head about that.” His white coat falls to the floor before he removes his fingers to put them in his mouth. “You are delicious.”

Before I can even think about his statement, he’s got me in a new position on the bed, before thrusting himself inside me.

I let out another “Fuck!” as Nikki starts finding a rhythm. I can only imagine the sounds filling the earpieces of the stethoscope as he’s fucking the daylights out of me.

“How does it feel, Princess?” he growls. “How does it feel knowing I’m fucking your pretty pussy to the beat of your own poor little heart?”

“Feels good!” I manage to moan out, my body bouncing with his every move.

He chuckles. “And that’s why they call me Dr. Feelgood. Because I’m the one to make you feel alright.”

Normally I would’ve laughed at his joke, but I’m so cock-drunk by this point that my only response is to throw my head back and mewl.

It’s hardly even a second later that I feel the telltale knot of an orgasm building in my stomach. “Fuck, I’m gonna— Aah!”

Nikki chuckles once more. “Go ahead and let yourself cum, Miss Taylor.”

A scream of “Nikki!” comes out as I give in to the pleasure.

As my body quivers beneath him, his thrusts start to become unsteady.

“Nikki, I wanna listen to your heart while you cum,” I whine.

He smirks and quickly switches the stethoscope around. Now my ears are filled with the beautiful sound of his heartbeat. A moment of counting reveals it to be at 130 beats per minute.

“Fuck, Nikki, your heart’s racing,” I blurt out.

“It’s cuz I love you so much.”

His unsteady thrusts paired with the sound of his heart in my ears is enough to send me over the edge again, and the two of us climax in sync.

Panting fills the air as neither of us say anything at first. After a moment, Nikki takes the stethoscope and puts it back on me.

“Your heart sounds like a fuckin’ jackhammer, babe.”

I slap his arm playfully. “Shut up!”

[hotmessmaxpress]

honestly still thinking about Luca/bezz…… literally like at least once a day since. 10/10

I love them soooo much 😭 their energies just fit so well to me. Bezz with his stoner vibes and Luca “if I wasn’t a racer I’d be an astrophysicist” Marini (he really said that!!)

I feel like Bezz makes Luca lighten up a little and not overthink things so much and I feel like Luca’s logical brain makes it easy for him to talk Bezz down when he’s emotional and upset. I just feel like they’re good balances for each other!

Unfortunately they are not a popular pairing 😔 but I wrote some more for them just for you anon

Bezz is in pre-heat.

Bezz is in pre-heat, so he’s grouchy and sore. He is even more picky about eating, at the moment, which makes him even grouchier. He oscillates between sad, angry, and horny almost hourly.

A small mercy is that it’s a convenient time for a heat; he’s got a two week between races and very few commitments. Those that he had were easily rescheduled, and he informed the group chat that he was going to be out of commission for a few days.

Luca is the one who asks: Where and with who?

You and yours please 🥺

Bezz responds immediately, delighted that Luca was the one who asked. For the last few months since Bezz and Luca got themselves on the same page, Bezz has been incredibly horny for the taller man. He still takes care of his entire pack, thank you very much, but he’s known for a while now that he wanted to spend his next heat with Luca.

Celin laugh reacts to Bezz’s text, and Pecco and Mig give it thumbs up. Bezz knows Franky won’t respond; if Bezz wanted him there for his heat he’d be there right away, but since he doesn’t, Franky probably won’t respond until after his heat is already over.

Luca texts him directly outside of the groupchat to ask about arrangements, snacks, and timeline. Bezz probably has another day or two until his heat fully hits, but Luca invites him down to Tavullia to get settled anyway, and Bezz doesn’t need to be asked twice. He takes Rubik to his sister’s house and she shoves him out the door quickly.

“Are you sure you have a few days? You stink.”

He sticks his tongue out at her and gets in the car, heading straight to Luca’s. The drive isn’t terribly long, but he’s fidgeting in his seat with excitement when he gets to Luca’s.

Luca comes outside to greet him, and Bezz throws himself into his arms and nuzzles into his neck. Luca chuckles at him and scents him when Bezz finally pulls back enough for Luca to reach his neck.

“Was the drive okay?”

Bezz nods, begrudgingly allowing Luca to step away from him and go take his bags from his car.

“I’ve got some of Vale’s things here but I’m not sure if they still smell like him. If you’d like, I can run down to the ranch and grab some things?” he says. “I can get what you need and stop for snacks, and you can take a shower and get comfortable. Maybe pick a movie,” he suggests.

“Perfect,” Bezz agrees.

Luca kisses him sweetly then leaves, taking Bezz’s car. Bezz watches him go happily, then heads upstairs for a shower.

When he’s finished he dresses in a sweatshirt of Luca’s and a pair of briefs.

Luca prefers not to watch television in bed, because of an article he read about how much it messes with your sleep, but he still keeps a television in the bedroom. Bezz turns it on and snuggles up against Luca’s pillow, waiting for him to return with food and nesting material.

It doesn’t take him long, and when he returns he dumps a pile of blankets and clothes on top of Bezz.

Bezz laughs, extracting himself from the pile and holding his arms out.

Luca leans down for a kiss.

“Are you in bed for the day?”

Bezz shrugs. He can’t promise he’ll get up again.

Luca chuckles and goes downstairs to grab drinks while he waits patiently for Bezz to set up his nest and invite him in.

When Luca comes back, Bezz is almost done. He wiggles around for a moment until he is fully relaxed, then he welcomes Luca in with a beaming smile.

Luca’s body is long and lean, a little bony, but by now Bezz knows exactly how to slot himself against the other man. He knows the most comfortable spots to press his nose and lips, and exactly where to put his hands and legs.

Luca rumbles low in his chest when Bezz is sufficiently comfortable.

“I love you,” Bezz says happily.

“I love you too,” Luca says, pressing a kiss to Bezz’s hair.

They make it halfway through the movie before Bezz is rutting against Luca’s thigh. It’s not quite heat yet, because there’s no frantic desperation, but he still needs it.

Luca rumbles encouragingly, coaxing Bezz to keep grinding against him. Bezz whimpers, rolling his hips forward and rubbing his cock against Luca.

Luca coos.

“You really did need to come here, didn’t you? Imagine if you hadn’t; you’d be all alone having to take care of yourself.” Luca tuts. “I am glad you’re here so your alpha can take care of you.”

Bezz whines against his neck, and Luca finally takes pity on him.

He rolls Bezz onto his back, kissing him deeply. Bezz moans into the kiss, and Luca presses his body down on top of him.

They kiss deeply until Luca nearly loses track of time; when he pulls away, a trail of spit connects his lips to Bezz’s flushed red ones.

“Luca, please,” Bezz pouts, pointedly grinding his hips upward.

Luca laughs, nuzzling against Bezz’s neck enough to suck a mark at his pulse point before diving downward.

He tugs off Bezz’s briefs, tossing them away, before wrapping his lips around his cock.

Bezz has had his cock in Luca’s mouth many, many times, but he still gasps. To have the full focus and attention of such a beautiful man is overwhelming.

When Luca looks up at him with his bright blue eyes, Bezz nearly comes right then and there.

Instead he whines, and reaches for Luca. Luca reaches up to take his hand.

Bezz clings to him like a lifeline as Luca wraps his free hand around his cock and then licks down to Bezz’s hole. Bezz whines, feeling as Luca licks at the wetness between his legs.

Luca eats him out until Bezz is nearly in tears.

“You’re so delicious,” Luca says sweetly.

“Please,” Bezz groans.

Luca finally pulls his own boxers off, and Bezz opens his legs wider, trying to urge Luca to go on and fuck him already.

Luca slides into him smoothly, and Bezz whines.

“That’s it,” Luca praises. “You’re so good, Bezz.”

He fucks into him with deep, forceful thrusts. Bezz swears he can feel him in his stomach.

Bezz’s brain goes a little fuzzy from there, and his focus is dominated by Luca, Luca, Luca.

Bezz has come and is happily biting at Luca’s shoulder when Luca finally comes, pumping Bezz with the first of many loads for the coming days, and plugging him with his knot.

Bezz coaxes him to lay down on top of him, and he plays with Luca’s hair while they wait for his knot to shrink.

Just for fun, Bezz clenches his hole around Luca’s knot, just to hear him groan and grind into him.

“You menace,” Luca groans.

Bezz smiles happily. It’s going to be a good few days, spending his heat with Luca.

[laurasimonsdaughter]

Dear @catwingsathena,

Thank you for sending in an application to be matched with one of our service dragons! Your needs and preferences suggest that a slightly older dragon would probably suit you best. A juvenile is easier to train for specific tasks, but a little less predictable and would also be more work for you. Right now we have two dragons in our training program that might be a good match:

Philly, a very steady, flightless dragon that weighs about 5 kilo's. She ended up in our shelter because her wings are no longer able to support her and we started training her when we noticed how clever and social she is. We are confident that she will be able to give all the assistance you need, including guarding the showers while you are in it. But while she is also very cuddly, she's not really playful. She's rather serious for a dragon and tends to ignore other animals.

Bagel, a rare crossbreed between what we guess must have been a common pocket dragon and a freshwater dragon. She adores water and is very curious and affectionate, also towards other pets. None of your requirements should give her any trouble, but we do think you might need to give her her own bracelet to hoard for herself, or she might try to keep yours.

If either or both of those sound like a good fit to you, we'd love for you to come to the shelter some day soon to meet them. It's a cliché, but the dragon really does pick the owner, and it's hard to tell what personality suits you best until you're face to shout with them!

~ The Domestic Dragon Trust

PS. We have enclosed your application form below.

Service Dragon Application Form

Size: I would prefer a dragon on the larger side of the pocket dragon size range—large enough to cuddle properly and be a pleasant weight on my lap (if I’m sitting up) or chest (if I’m lying down), but not so heavy that walking around with them in a cross-body messenger bag would be cumbersome or hard on my shoulders. Maybe roughly rabbit-sized?

Skills: the primary supports I would need from a service dragon are self-care reminders and light assistance, primarily with meals, meds, and showers. I struggle enough with showers that it might be useful for me to have a dragon who enjoys playing in water enough to want to get in the shower with me, but if that’s not possible, hanging out just outside the curtain and making reassuring sounds would be more than satisfactory. It would also be very helpful if my dragon could bring my migraine rescue meds when needed, encourage me to get up and stretch my legs if I’ve been at the computer too long, and/or pester me into eating and drinking water if I haven’t in a while. I don’t have nightmares terribly often (maybe twice a month on average, these days), but when I do I would greatly appreciate it if my dragon could wake me up. I’d also appreciate if they could grab my medical ID bracelet if I leave it on my bed or try to leave the house without it.

Personality: as I mentioned before, a cuddly dragon is a must. An ability to tolerate or even enjoyment of water would be helpful, for both shower purposes and because I live in an area with a lot of rain and like to go walking in it. Still, while playfulness is nice and an interest in finding things would be very helpful, I think I would do better with a fairly calm, laid-back dragon. My sleep schedule is very erratic (not because of when I go to bed or get up, just insomnia), so I would need a dragon who won’t be bothered by me being awake for hours in the middle of the night and getting up or turning on lights—the ability to nap when an opportunity presents itself might help, and I’d like it if they could sometimes hang out on my bed with me while I’m writing or resting (preferably without interfering with my typing too much).

Living Situation: I go back and forth between two houses approximately every other week. Both houses have at least one cat, and one of the houses also has a small dog (who is never allowed in my room, where I spend most of my indoor time). I spend long stretches of time walking around the block or going on the swingset at the park, and I love being outside in the rain. I also spend a lot of time sitting in my bed—it’s where I do most of my reading and writing, as well as resting. I have a part-time job to which I probably couldn’t bring my dragon for a variety of reasons, but my shifts are 4 hours, so I won’t be away too long.

[yelena-bellova]

UNLUCKY: A STRANGER THINGS STORY (OC) - CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Chapter Sixteen: From Bad…

Series Masterlist l OC Profile

Plot: Christine deals with the aftermath of the Halloween party, both at school and at home.

Word Count: 2.9k

Warnings: language, fighting, trauma

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“Girls!”

Nancy and I startled awake.

“Breakfast’s downstairs,” Mrs. Wheeler called through the door. “Waffles and bacon.”

“We’ll be right down, Mrs. Wheeler,” I slurred, rubbing my eyes as I adjusted to the sunlight.

Nancy struggled to lift her head off the pillow, but managed to look over at me. “What’re you doing here?”

I sat up, “What do you remember from last night?”

“I don’t…” Nancy touched her forehead, “Drinking? Dancing? Steve was mad but he took us home.”

No mention of Jonathan. “Nothing else?”

“Oh, God…” she groaned, “What happened?”

Preferably, I’d have told her everything in detail. But Jonathan’s tearful begging hung over my head.

“I don’t know,” I half-lied, “I lost you guys after you started drinking. Steve seemed really upset. I don’t know what happened with you two, but you might wanna fix it.”

Nancy didn’t budge. If it weren’t for her rubbing at her head, I’d have thought she’d fallen back asleep.

“I gotta get home,” I slid off the bed and gathered my things. My backpack was still on Nancy’s floor. “Are you good?”

“I just feel like I’m gonna throw up,” she muttered.

“Oh, you did,” I walked to the door, flashing back to a few hours before. Thankfully her family were heavy sleepers.

I was halfway out when Nancy called my name, half-upright in bed. “Thanks for…”

She didn’t even know what she was thanking me for. Somehow that made it even sadder. “Just go talk to Steve,” I replied.

Nancy nodded in agreement and I closed her door so she could make herself presentable.

Stopping to thank Mrs. Wheeler for the breakfast I couldn’t eat, and promptly being sent home with a Tupperware of it, I grabbed my bike from the front porch and headed home. The remnants of Halloween were scattered all over the streets. Toilet paper in trees, candy wrappers on the sidewalk…

I got back to the cabin a few minutes after eight, banging out the coded knock. Nobody was answering. Halfway through my second go, the locks clicked and Hopper threw the door open. His uniform was stained with a full plate of breakfast.

“What happened?” I asked.

“Don’t ask,” Hopper growled.

I brushed past him to find the kitchen table ajar and a mess. El was also missing.

“This have anything to do with whatever happened last night?”

“No,” Hopper took a rag to the faucet, “Yes. She’s visiting him again.”

The pieces were starting to come together. From time to time, El checked in on Mike telepathically. Typically, I could stave it off if I updated her on how he was, but sometimes it didn’t matter.

I knocked on our bedroom door, “El? Can I come in?”

No answer.

“El, I need to get in and get my clothes,” I gently pushed, “Please.”

The door unlocked and I slipped in, shutting it behind me. El was sat on the edge of her bed fuming.

“What happened?” I asked.

“He says ‘soon,’ she explained, “When is ‘soon?’”

“El, I’m doing the best I can,” I sighed, “I check in on Mike all the time. He’s safe, he’s-“

“It’s not good enough,” her voice rose, now putting me on the receiving end of her frustration, “I need to see him!”

I ran my hands over my face and tried to keep calm. I was stuck between El and Mike, Hopper and my fear of someone finding out about my sister.

“Eleven-“

“No!” She yelled, tears were close behind.

I moved to give her a hug but she pulled away, instead choosing to lay down facing away from me. There was nothing I could say to make any of it better.

Already late for school, I wiped my costume makeup off, ran a brush through my hair and got changed. When I left the bedroom, Hopper was just finishing getting ready himself. The table was still crooked until I telekinetically moved it back into place.

“Don’t say it,” he grunted.

“If you can’t see how bad this is getting-“

Hopper gestured to his still drying uniform, “I see how bad it’s getting.”

“Let me tell him,” I pushed, “Let them see each other one time and-“

He slammed his hand on the wall, startling me. “No. I am the adult here and I am saying no. You two need to understand that you don’t run the show here. ‘Soon’ is ‘soon’ and it’s when,” he pointed to himself, “I say it is.”

It wasn’t often that I saw Hopper angry. Truly angry. I’d never pushed his buttons as much as El did. But if I couldn’t talk to him when he was frustrated, I couldn’t talk to him in his current mood.

“Got it,” I replied quietly, grabbing my backpack off the ground and slamming the front door shut.

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For once, I was thankful for the predictability of a school day.

Nancy missed first period and Jonathan kept entirely to himself. Steve was somewhere in the building, but I had yet to see him. I just kept my head down, try to focus on class and not think about anything going on at home.

When lunch break came, I decided to search for Steve. The cafeteria didn’t seem a place to go if you were upset, so I ventured outside. I checked the parking lot and the gym to no avail. It was when I went to the bleachers of the football field that I found him, sitting in the middle row by himself.

“Hey,” I climbed the steps.

“Hey,” he greeted halfheartedly.

“I’ve been looking for you.” I waited for him to speak, but it never came. “Can I sit?”

He scooted over a bit and I took my place beside him. Whatever went on between him and Nancy was bad, Steve was never this quiet.

A group of guys walked past on the bleachers, passing Steve and I and chuckling to themselves. Steve glared up at them.

“Friends?” I smiled.

Steve bristled, since abandoning his “friends” and continuing to date Nancy, his social standing had plummeted. And with the arrival of the blonde guy who seemed to have it out for him, Steve wasn’t being treated any kinder.

But there were bigger problems to deal with. “What happened?”

Steve sighed and looked down, “Figured she’d tell you.”

“No, I spent the night making sure she didn’t aspirate.”

Steve scoffed, “Well, apparently everything’s bullshit. Me, our relationship, everything.”

I squinted, “What?”

“Whole thing,” Steve waved his hand, “Bullshit. Her words.”

Nancy had never complained to me about Steve. Nothing past what I assumed was normal in a relationship.

“I…” I struggled for words, “She never said anything to me.”

“Well, that’s how she feels,” Steve played with his hands.

Suddenly I felt caught between what I had to feel and what I wanted to feel. Nancy and Steve made each other happy, I saw that everyday. But just twelve hours ago, I’d witnessed what I believed to be the closest thing to love I’d seen. Steve had left Nancy at the party, Jonathan had carried her home. He’d broken his own heart to take care of her.

“I mean,” I fidgeted, “Have you talked to her today?”

“Yeah,” Steve replied, “She couldn’t remember any of it. But she still couldn’t say it.”

“Say…?”

“That she loves me.”

“That doesn’t mean she doesn’t…”

“No, she can’t even say it,” he argued, “You love someone, you tell them. You shouldn’t have to be forced to.” Steve shook his head, “Then I hear Jonathan took her home and…”

“We had to get home somehow,” I lost the tiniest bit of sympathy. We’d only needed Jonathan because of Steve. “Look, what Nancy did sucks but…it doesn’t mean it’s the end.”

“No, you don’t get it.”

“I do get it, Steve, I-“

“No,” Steve snapped, “You don’t get it. You don’t get any of this. You’re not in a relationship. You have no idea what this feels like. Okay?”

Of all the things Steve had ever said to me, good and bad, nothing had ever struck me so hard. I knew he was capable of being a jerk, that’s how we’d met, but this…this crossed a line.

“You know what?” I managed to say, smiling in frustration. I needed to get somewhere, anywhere else immediately.

“Chris-“ Steve said as I got up.

“No,” I turned around on the steps, my breath trembling, “I know I don’t know anything, Steve. I know I don’t know what it’s like to love somebody. No guy will even look at me here. I get that I’m the homeless freak that nobody’ll go near,” I inhaled, “But I do know what it’s like to be alone. I do know what it’s like to feel like nobody loves you. So forgive me for giving a shit and trying to make sure you don’t feel the same way.”

“I’m sorry that Nancy’s freaking out,” I continued, “I’m sorry that ‘King Steve’ is losing keg records. I’m sorry that everything’s falling apart for you,” I couldn’t stop my tears any longer, “But I’m not going to let you take it out on me when I’m trying every single damn day to keep my head above water.”

Just as he’d shocked me into silence, Steve was speechless.

With nothing left to say, I hurried down the bleachers, as far away as I could get from him.

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The day dragged on from there. I’d never been so thankful to hear the bell ring. I got to my locker and dropped off my books, ready to put an end to an awful day.

“You know…if no one told you last night, you wore the hell outta that dress.”

The blonde guy from the party had slidden up next to me, leaning against the lockers.

“Ah,” I politely smiled, not meaning any of it, “Thanks.”

“So what’s up with you and Harrington?” He crossed his arms over his exposed chest, “I mean, I know he’s got a chick, but you were walkin’ him like a dog last night.”

I shut my locker door hard, there was very little patience left in my reserve. The last thing I wanted to talk about was Steve.

“Okay,” I started, “What’s your name?”

He smiled cockily, “Billy.”

“Billy,” I kept my tone even, “I assure you, whatever you think you know, you don’t.”

Billy pushed off the locker to turn his body towards me, not seeming to care if he was invading my personal space. “Well, enlighten me, then,” he said in a lowered tone, “Go out with me.”

I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of making me speechless. It was the first time a guy had shown any interest in me, let alone asked me out. The timing of it was cruel considering my conversation with Steve. How many times had I wished someone would flirt with me? Talk with me? Want to spend any time with me outside of obligation? The pain had only intensified and so had the longing.

If it were anyone else, I’d have said yes.

“I’m good,” I replied before locking my locker back up.

“Come on,” Billy laughed, “Harrington really got that much of a hold on you?”

“No,” I was already starting to walk away, “I just don’t date cologne bottles.”

I could only imagine that I was the first girl at Hawkins High to turn down the god Billy thought he was. It didn’t matter how much I wanted to be with someone, there was something about him I didn’t want to go near.

Outside, I was almost to my bike when I decided to stop by the middle school and check on the boys. If I came home with a new story for El, maybe it would sate her. Even just for a day.

I waited outside by the bike rack for fifteen minutes but none of them showed up. Dustin’s story about almost getting hit on the road started repeating in my head, making me nervous.

“Christine?”

I turned to see Joyce Byers getting out of her car.

“Mrs. Byers?”

“Have you seen Will?” She hurriedly asked. “The boys?”

“No, I came to see them,” I answered, coming to meet her, “They haven’t come out.”

Without even suggesting it, the two of us marched up to the building and threw one of the side doors open. Joyce checked in the AV room while I scoured the hallways.

“Will!”

“Dustin?” I yelled back and chased the voice.

Dustin and a redheaded girl in tow came around the corner. “Chris!”

“Dustin!” Joyce exclaimed.

“Mrs. Byers?”

“What’s going on? Where’s Will?”

Just them, Lucas came running through the side door, out of breath. “The field.”

The four of us followed as Lucas led us out to the grassy patch next to the school. Mike was stood in the middle of it, Will beside him, but Will was still as death.

“I just found him like this!” Mike yelled, “I think he’s having another episode.”

“Will! Will!” Joyce called to her son, placing her hands on his shoulders, “Sweetie, wake up! It’s Mom! Will!”

But Will’s eyes were shut, and the little slits we could see were rolled back into his head. He was completely unresponsive.

As Joyce continued to call for him, I did the only thing I thought I could. I shut my eyes and slipped into Will’s mind.

For half a second, I couldn’t find anything. And then his brain unloaded it all. The darkness, the choked sounds, the vines weaving in and out every inch of Will’s mind…

He was overcome.

I jumped out with a gasp, falling to the ground as if some force had pushed me back.

“Christine!”

“Will!”

We’d come to at the same time, though neither of us could tell. I was so dazed, I couldn’t even see straight. It took blinking a few dozen times to see the face of Dustin hanging over me.

“You okay?”

I managed to nod and struggled to get to my feet, “Will?”

He was wrapped in Joyce’s arms, but managed to peek over at me. I didn’t dare go into his mind again, mostly out of fear, but I nodded to let him know I knew.

“Come on,” Joyce whispered, “Let’s get you home.”

Mike went to retrieve Will’s backpack and brought it out to Joyce. Will was quiet, seemingly by choice.

“Tell Hopper to call me,” Joyce asked of me, “Right away.”

“I will.”

The four of us, plus the redheaded girl, watched Will and Joyce walk down the school steps to their car.

“Okay, that totally freaked me out,” the girl said, “Did that not freak you guys out?”

Nobody so much as blinked. This was our normal.

“Two episodes in two days,” Lucas mused.

“It’s getting worse,” Mike said.

“You think it’s True Sight?”

“What’s True Sight?” The girl voiced my same question.

Whatever it was, Lucas caught himself from explaining any further. “It’s nothing.”

Mike turned to me, “We need to talk.”

Before I could say anything, Mike and the boys were whisking me down the hall and into the AV room.

“Um, hello?” The redhead yelled down the hall, “Guys!”

Mike slammed the door shut and locked it, disregarding her. “You went into Will’s mind. What’d you see?”

I was still struggling to comprehend it all. “I-I don’t know,” I breathed, “It felt cold. It was dark. It was…” I shivered, “It was horrible.”

“Wait, you can see things too?” Dustin asked.

“I don’t know,” I shrugged, “I couldn’t…see it…but it was more than hearing his thoughts. I don’t know. What’s True Sight?”

“It’s when you can see into another plane,” Dustin explained, “We have a theory that Will might be able to see into the Upside Down.”

“He had another episode last night,” Mike said, “When we were trick-or-treating.”

My stomach clenched at the mention of the Upside Down. I’d really hoped we were free of any worry about it.

“Do you think that was what you saw?” Lucas asked, “The Upside Down?”

“I don’t know,” I took a shaking breath, “I don’t know what it looks like.”

The time of my watch caught my eye, I was late to get home.

“I have to go,” I stood to my feet and looked to each of the boys, “If anything, anything, happens, you call me. Immediately. Okay?”

They all agreed without hesitation. I was barely down the hall when Mike stopped me, “Christine!”

“What?”

He struggled with his words a moment, “Do you…do ever feel like…like you can feel her?”

The unspoken her wasn’t in question. “What do you mean?”

Rather than try and explain, Mike gave the nod that meant I could go into his brain. I was hesitant after Will, but pushed through.

Once in, I heard him play back his conversation with the redheaded girl, Max.

She fell on her skateboard.

Like something had pulled it out from under her.

Like a magnet.

It took everything in me not to show what I suspected on my face.

“Yeah,” I told my best lie, “I feel like that all the time.”

Mike looked hopeful, “Really?”

“Yeah,” I sadly smiled, “But we have to remember that…it doesn’t mean anything.”

“I know,” he exhaled. It wasn’t the answer he wanted.

I patted his shoulder, “Call if anything happens.”

“Yeah,” he nodded and we parted ways. Mike would go on thinking that the two of us were imagining things. That El’s ghost was always in the room with us. That there was no deeper meaning to how he felt.

And while he thought on that, I was racing back home.

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Unlucky Taglist: @lanadelray1989

[yowyowyaoi]

Sasori’s Daily Texts from the Akatsuki

From Tobi/Obito

Obviously.

You can gloat all you want but the fact of the matter is you’re wrong; NOTHING is eternal. 

But can you keep it up without chakra strings? 🤔

Asleep or awake it’s all the same thing.

Go ahead and tell them. They’ll just think you’re crazy 😜 

I’ve tried but Hidan is insufferable and the only way to truly hurt Kakuzu is in his wallet.

Ok please just look at this tooth I feel like it’s throbbing out of my head 😣

Me and you? Teaming up? What a novel idea … REJECTED.

It’s not ridiculous. When you were human did you never just eat a bag of sugar?? It’s so soothing.

He said no cats or dogs. Not a thing about birds. And besides if Itachi can have 900 crows I can have a parakeet. 😤

From Zetsu

I don’t know why YOU get to keep all the best bodies every single time 😒 Your art isn’t more important as my stomach.

I licked his arm once but my goodness he had such a bitter aftertaste.

Clay and gunpowder. Sometimes aftershave.

It wasn’t me this time. Must have been an animal. 🤷🏻‍♂️

Me either! No Bowel Movement Club 🥳

I imagine it’s only the first blow that truly hurts. After that the body goes into too much shock to register the pain. 

From Nagato

Well I figured that with your expertise in puppet chakra control, my bodies wouldn’t be that much different to you.

Redhead unity ✊🏻

Let’s be real, here; Konan is the one running this thing.

I can if it’s cut into very small pieces. And drink lots of water afterwards.

At least yours wasn’t a goddamned pervert.

Clearly I can’t stop these things. All I can do is strongly advise you three use protection with them. Our organization is not equipped to care for babies.

I’ve never really had time to properly train it. I’ve never even heard that much about it before. Maybe Itachi will know.

Yes but I firmly believe we choose our families. And I chose this one. Even Hidan.

From Konan

No, thank you. I’ve learned to appreciate my flaws and live with them.

Okay once again, PLEASE read that book I got you on how to talk to women. For the love of God. 🤦‍♀️

Actually most of them make me sneeze; that’s why I started making paper ones lol 

Of course I can teach you. Why do you want to learn? So you can dance with a certain someone 😏

Yeah, preferably one that’ll give me a pick-up in the mornings.

If you use your chakra strings to make him trip down the stairs I will love you for forever.

I know you don’t eat but you should come for the conversations.

I know he’s been using mine the bottle was full 3 days ago and now it’s almost empty 😡

From Kisame

Itachi and I are traveling past there on our next mission. If you write down what herbs you need I’d be happy to pick them up for you on our way back.

I’m sorry; if I’d known you wanted to use the body I wouldn’t have chewed off the hands 😣

Well I suppose both have caffeine but to me, tea is more calming.

I understand but if it happens again, tell him I won’t be looking the other way. 

I don’t know. If he’s not sleepwalking he’s up for days at a time. I’m worn out trying to keep up 🫠

Please join us; Monopoly seems like it’d be your game.

I stayed until they wanted to do karaoke. Then I snuck out the back door.

That’s more Zetsu’s thing. I only do it if I’m really hungry.

Ah but, if you’re truly going to live forever, why not have some fun with life?

Yes I’ve noticed. Everyone has. But I’m fairly certain Deidara sees nobody but YOU in that way.

From Itachi

My thanks.

Not so bad today actually 

I would just say “ignore it” but he’ll probably throw a bomb into your face so 🤷🏻‍♂️

Well I was going to paint it yellow so it’d be more cheerful but Kisame thinks it would drive me crazy after a few weeks.

Watch the video I just sent and tell me that’s not Hidan 😂

Kisame said to ask you two. Tell Dei they have bakudan.

They just like to sit on top of them. I promise they aren’t pecking or causing any damage to the wood.

One of the funniest things I ever read. Laughed so hard I had to go to bed early because my head was pounding so hard after. But don’t tell Hidan, he’d kill me.

I’m not sure. But after I die you’re free to take one of my eyes and put it into your puppet to see.

From Hidan

No really DO you have one? 🤔

Wtf are you gonna do tho like won’t you catch on fire in the sun?!

He’s my best friend and I love him in a not gay way. So it IS my business asshole.

Thanks puppet dick, I’ll make Kakuzu pay you later. He prob won’t but 🤷🏼‍♂️

No fuck that, that cake was MINE they’re just being little bitches about it 

Damn could you be any gayer for him?

Wait, CAN you fly??

Stop being stingy puppet fuck just give me an arm that shoots fire it’ll be an early birthday present pleeeeease 

Idc get this thing out of my room it’s creeping me tf out 😒

From Kakuzu

I’ve tried but the only way I could see it legitimately working is if I sewed his mouth shut.

Oh of course. I’m always happy to spend an evening surrounded by culture.

That would be ideal but you know how sensitive Leader is about his appearance.

Yes but it’s the most expensive there. You’d be better off disguising yourself and getting it from your old village.

Honestly, at 91? I’m surprised it hasn’t turned to dust yet.

Perhaps Kisame would join us. Give us an evening away from the wives.

I know but what else could we do? He refuses to accept treatment. The only way we could “help” is slipping it into his tea.

Page 34. I wrote notes along the side of the diagram.

I would rip out all of my hearts before I let anyone, including you, spend money on something like that.

From Deidara

No but I’m pretty sure you enjoy making me beg.

Wasn’t me. And you can’t prove otherwise 😈

Your lack of appreciation for my art is truly the most horrible thing about you 😒

Well tough shit it’s MY turn to choose and that’s what we’re doing

Well yeah it’s awkward but I don’t want you worrying. I’m *yours*. I’ve made that clear.

Idc I’ll wear it every single day 😭

If Itachi or Kisame asks, me and Hidan were with you from 12-5 yesterday. Okay?

Keep sending pics like that and you’re gonna end me 🥵

Oh come on pleeeease? I’ll feed it and walk it and everything!

My bed or yours? 

Did you make it yourself?? Awww thank you Sasori 🥰

It’s not the only thing that’s tight ~ 😏

A real boyfriend wouldn’t question it he’d just bring a shoe and come kill it !

Hey at least I found BOTH arms this time!

Geez that sounds so boring. Can’t he send Kakuzu and Hidan instead?!

You know I hate that word … but yes, forever. And ever and ever and ever. 💛

[popcornforone]

MARCH

From the Marcus Pike Fan Fic Diary

Masterlist

February

How are we already in March? Must be time for another diary entry from our writer about her exploits with Marcus.

Synopsis:- Marcus is working away on a case & you just want to chat to him on a Saturday night.

Word count:-1900

Warnings:- DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18! Phone sex,masturbating, innuendo, talk of piv & oral, sexual video, swearing, drinking, pining. remember this is a diary so from the readers point of view.

Thanks as always for the read peoples. All feedback is always welcome. I hope you enjoy.

I hate it when Marcus is away. It not that I don’t like doing my own thing, but I miss the cuddles. I love that I can watch what I want, can eat what I like at a time that’s good for me & not have to worry if he’s going to randomly message going he needs dinner, or planning something & then him last minute saying actually. But I miss his little smile. I miss little suggestive winks. I miss the way he makes me cum. I miss the taste of him spilling down my throat. I just am missing him so bad.

I know it’s only 10 days & it’s important for his job & career but it’s just a huge hole in the bed next to me. I can starfish all I want, but I’d much prefer to be sinking into the mattress with my feet on his shoulders as he asks me if I can take more. Don’t tell Marcus this, I mean you’re a diary so you won’t, but I use his pillow to sleep on when he’s not here. I always make sure the bedding is fresh for when he is back but no I want to smell my man. I have needs & his scent helps me with some of them.

It’s not like we don’t see each other though. We face time & text & send photos to each other, but he’s often tired & a little grumpy. Works stressful when he’s home let alone working on something else where.

I knew he had Sunday off last week so I asked him to have a chill Saturday night & get ready for a phone call. I wanted his soothing voice to send me asleep. But I also wanted to see if he was up for something.

First call he doesn’t answer at 10pm. Maybe he had already fallen asleep. But the second call he answers.

“Hey sorry was in the middle of cleaning my teeth baby”

“I hope you didn’t swallow”

“No swallowing toothpaste isn’t that good for you” I am glad it’s not face time. I rolled my eyes. I wanted to see if things could get spicy. But clearly he was being practical. Yep that was my man there, not taking a hint unless it’s bleeding obvious to him.

“How was today?”

“Good, we think we might be on the red eye on Tuesday if we’re lucky. Latest is still Thursday night which is meant to happen” I can hear a tap turn off in the back ground & the bathroom light button click. I know he’s got ready for bed. I am already in bed. I need to clean my own teeth once the call is over but it won’t take me long. I’ve got a glass of wine on the bed side table which I’m sipping. I’m also in just my dressing gown, & I know I have something to pleasure myself with after hearing my man’s delicious voice.

“What about you beautiful, what did you do today?”

“Saw my mum took her shopping, she wanted a new handbag, she treated me to lunch & then I decided to start sorting out junk in the study”

“junk?”

“Yes junk” I giggle”you know all the stuff we said we’d sort out when we moved i together nearly 18 months ago that we didn’t need or were duplicates”

“Please tell…”

“Don’t worry don’t worry” I hear the panic in his voice “I didn’t touch the comics or anything that wasn’t mine, that’s still for you to sort”

“Oooh thank god…” I hear a sigh of relief down the phone & hear him sit on the bed “because”

We then say in unison “some of those comics are limited print”

“I know Marcus I know, you need to have them valued for insurance purposes” we talk about this every now & then. I have a couple of original art pieces that I got insured last year, after they had just sat in a corner & told Marcus he could do his comics & collectibles at the same time but he said he’d need to go to a specialist. He’s never been.

“So what are you going to do on your day off?” I ask as I sip more wine.

“I want to go to that new art exhibition that’s here…” Marcus has always loved weird art & he knows I appreciate it but not to his tastes it’s a bit to gloomy what he likes, not what you should put up in the house, not that we could even afford it. I let him talk about a few other things too.

“Well on Sunday im going to write in my journal & then I’m going to get on with building those Lego flowers you got me for Christmas, I can’t kill them can I” he giggles down the phone at me.

“Oooh no you can’t murder those. Thank god. I recon you could try tho”

“Would you have to investigate & come home if I did?”

“100%”

“Then I’ll go commit some crime” we both laugh & then sigh. The silence between us on the phone for a few seconds is just perfect. Hearing him breathe is a joy.

“Marcus…”

“Yes baby” I smirk as his voice seems deeper for some reason. I’m going to try something.

“What are you wearing?” I lick my lips as I say it.

“My jammies… you know the blue & black striped ones…I’ve also…” he then goes on to talk about if it’s okay to wear socks in bed or not as his feet feel cold. I’m a little bit gutted. I know he takes things literally but I wanted more or maybe something sexy. Also Marcus only wear his Jammies when he’s away incase he’s woken up at 3am to go look at something. He’s shy at times & doesn’t want any work colleagues to walk in on him hanging out, or with his naked arse in the air. What a peach they would see. I sigh a little which he picks up on.

“Was that the wrong answer?”

“No I just… I wanted something more adventurous.” I’m always honest with Marcus.

“Okay so then what are you wearing baby”

“Well…”I then untie my robe “say the words baby & I’ll start to moan for your listening pleasure”

“Why are you hurt?”

“Marcus!”

“What”

“Is your line tapped?”

“No”

“Well I’m just taking my robe off & am going to enjoy myself in bed” I slip the robe off. “Imagine if we were face timing baby” I whisper “you wouldn’t be seeing my face”

“Well erm…” I can tell he’s flustered & trying to work out how to say some spicy stuff. “Ermmmm… I”

“It really is a good thing we aren’t looking at each other” I smile trying to reassure him that it’s okay if he doesn’t want to.

“No I… I’m just having a moment” the phone line falls silent for a second before Marcus speaks. “Does the bed still smell of me”

“Yea baby”

“Then sleep on that side when you have fun later, I want my side to be a little damp” he’s getting into it even if shyly.

“Do you think of me?”

“Yes baby” he’s dropped his voice it’s getting sexier.

“In the shower?”

“Why do you think I’m always so clean when I come back from a job?”

“It’s not as good as me though…”

“Oooh fuck no!” Is his abrupt response “I might moan & fist harder but it’s not like your bending over in the shower is it”

“I always like to wash your chest, lather you up, caress those broad shoulders…”

“& then drop to your knees like the naughty little slut you are”

“I…” I was not expecting Marcus to get into this so quickly. All it had taken was a few back & forth & he was now calling me a slut down the phone. “Do you like me on my knees?”

“I like you in any position, begging for me”

“The way you face fuck me…”

“…oooh when I can’t tell if it’s spit or my cum or shower water…”

“Getting clean is always such a dirty task”

“Oooh baby” I hear him moan.

“Yes baby, my fingers in my cunt, my lips at your base, in your pubes, steam building up in a hot shower, you gripping my chin thrusting away”

“Down your throat, good thing you had your tonsils taken out, they’d be so swollen” as this conversation goes on, I’ve starting pleasuring my clit, I’ve not used my vibrator yet I think I will need that when the call ends.

“Marcus, tell me I’m a good girl”

“No…” he’s panting”you so naughty, good girls wouldn’t be masturbating on the phone”

“& what does that make you…?” I gasp, arousal is seeping.

“A very bad boy, a bad boy who wants to get on the next flight & wishing his penis was satisfying you instead.”

We moan down the phone at each other getting off to each others seduction.

“I need your mouth”

“So do I”

“69?”

“Oooh baby i’ll get on a plane to you”

“Naked?”

“If it meant quicker pleasure yes”

Eventually we both finish out sexual discussion. For a man who was shy to start with Marcus got into it. He screamed my name as he obviously climaxed & spilled into his hand.

“I think I need a shower” he says breathily “I’ve made a right mess”

“Hmmm” I reply back, I’m contemplating do I clean my teeth now or do I hang up & use the vibrator. “I’m so glad you got into that Marcus”

“I am too, we should try that again sometime”

“Maybe next time we do face time in”

“& me see your pussy gushing without me being able to taste it?” He scoffs “that’s not playing fair.”

“Well finish this case quickly & you can come home for all the shower sex in the world.”

“I’m gonna hold you to that sexy” I know the face he’s pulling even without seeing it it’s a soft but sexy smirk.

“I’m gonna go clean my teeth & actually go to bed now Marcus” I say “thank you for everything baby”

“For once I’m gonna ask you to spit not swallow, it’s not my cum that will be foaming at your lips” I gasp. Marcus finally got my line from earlier.

“I only swallow what’s good for me”

“Oooh you’re so good being bad”

“Night Marcus I love you”

“Not as much as I love you”

Yea that was a fabulous time on the phone to my Marcus. Someone so shy then got so into being so naughty. & I think I unlocked a sexual beast, because once my teeth were clean there was a text on my phone. An encrypted video. With a message underneath.

“Because your vibrator won’t be enough” & the video in question was Marcus handling his throbbing penis, angry & wanting to be buried somewhere soft & warm. It gets me off on both Saturday night & Sunday morning.

April

[heliosthegriffin]

Awake after midnight

AN: Just some random nonsense.

---

A scroll buzzes under a pillow. Jaune doesn’t open his eyes, pulling it out. He opens a call.

“Who?”

His eyes creak open. “Ilia?”

He listens. “Ok, but why do you have my number?”

He turns over onto his back. “Blake? Alright. Why though?”

Jaune raises up and sits on the edge of his bed. “You have social anxiety, and that’s my problem how? I’m not running to McSchnee’s at-“ He looks at his clock. “At 1:14 in the morning because talking to the cashier makes you uncomfortable ...

“No, cashiers hate-everyone equally, you’re not special. Faunus aren’t a exception ... I’m pretty sure they don’t have a vegetarian menu ... Really? That’s new. Still not going to pick you up and order for you ... Why? Because I want to sleep ... No, I can’t just shotgun expresso like a fratboy, what even is your life, Ilia? Not something that normal people do ...

Jaune frowns. “Ok, yeah I’m not the picture of normal either, but that was a odd example ... Are you just lonely?” He looks at the clock. “It’s been twelve minutes Ilia, is this why Blake gave you my number? So, you could have someone to talk to on your whacked out sleep schedule? ... Yeah, I thought I was on the money ...

“No, Ilia I don’t care about money, or that you’ll buy me something ... Why not? Because, fast-food is garbage, and I’d rather make something at home ... Prove it? I don’t need too, I know my food taste better ... Can’t be that good?”

Jaune squints his eyes. “No, I’m not falling for this trick ... Yeah, it’s worked before. Who told you to use it? ... Oh, Nora. Add’s up.” He stands up, putting on a shirt and some shorts. “Alright, do you have anything in your kitchen? ... Good. Ok, so here’s what you do.” He walks downstairs into his kitchen. “First, what do you want to eat? Ok, a salad? What kind of salad-”

-Twenty minutes later-

“And, there that’s how make a delicious late night snack. See, no need to spend money on garbage. Oh, you did not say that ‘you prefer fast food,’ after I spent my time helping make you a snack! Yeah, I’m mad!” Jaune takes a breath. “Alright, you’re forgiven. Goodnight, stop drinking energy drinks too-, and she hung up on me.”

The clock read three A.M, the blonde man sighs. He walks back up stairs, and lays down.

His scroll rings again.

[nonametis]

get to know me

Thank you for the tag @mikathemad <333333

Do you make your bed?

Hm, I kind of started to do it to try and get myself into the habit after new year's. One of my friends always makes her bed, and I feel like such a slacker next to her when we are on vacation together. and then sometimes when I made my bed it had a similar effect using it, like when it's freshly made with new sheets and stuff. And I also spend a lot of time on my bed. So right now I always fold up my blankets at least and throw a.. bedspread (?) on top, so i can chill on there even if i just got home or if I'm eating something on my bed.

Favourite number?

2, 7, 10, and 13. some of these are part of my birthdate, and the others I like... for fun? idk, but they're part of my favorite numbers now.

What's your job?

I'm a student, or I just graduated with a BA, but to kill he time until I can start my MA in the fall I am working as an ice cream... vendor? right now. basically i go and sell ice cream at an ice cream shop which is part of a bigger restaurant close to where I live for 2-3 times per week.

If you could go back to school, would you?

I like the student life. I wouldn't want to be going back to literal school, and at some point i need to finish studying, and I don't like the exam part of going to uni... but I like going to classes and learning new things. I will be doing a master's degree too, so uh yeah. I will go back to school.

Can you parallel park?

not that well anymore in teeny tiny spaces, but in a large space (like in front of my parents' or grandparent's house) yeah.

Do you think aliens are real?

I think space is big enough that it’s likely we’re not the only living creatures here

Can you drive a manual car?

Yes. I’d prefer it even, if only because I’m more used to it.

Guilty pleasure?

Nothing? Everything I enjoy? Eating a whole chocolate bar (or a package of chocolate sweets of some kind) on my own in one evening?

Tattoos?

One, for now. In memory of my cat. I want at least one more, but I don’t know what yet, just the placement.

Favourite colour?

Yellow, and royal blue

Favourite type of music?

Rock? Like, Rock to Pop-Punk?

Do you like puzzles?

Im not the person people would gift a puzzle too, but they can be fun. Jigsaw puzzles I mean. I like logical puzzles slightly better

Any phobias?

Not that k know of. There are things in scared off, but not on a phobia level.

Favourite childhood sport?

Horseriding?

Do you talk to yourself?

If I’m alone and trying to organise my next steps of action.

Tea or coffee?

Depends on the reason I want to drink something hot. Both are good.

First thing you wanted to be when growing up?

No idea anymore. I defintely remember wa ting to work in a zoo, but I don’t know if that was the first thing I wanted to be.

What movies do you adore?

The first mamma Mia movie. Can’t do anything wrong with that ever.

Thanks so much for tagging me!

And if you want: @caixxa @puckingdisaster @sregnarkroywen <3333

[slavetotheflesh]

all the unusual questions!!

sure sure this is gonna take a minute but sure lmao

cut for length

What are the ideal nudes that someone could send you?

genuinely not picky lmao. anything where they’re fucking themselves is my favorite but i’m always just happy to receive nudes

Have you ever humped a pillow until you came? Would you?

have tried but without cumming. i don’t think i have the anatomy for it

Hottest food someone can eat?

gotta be ice cream or an especially juicy piece of fruit right

Genie granted you three NSFW wishes. What are you wishing for?

big fat ass

big fat cock

bigger fatter tits

Something you did in bed and would NEVER do again?

i can’t say i’ve done anything i’d never do again?

Something you did in bed and would LOVE to do again?

is saying eating pussy way too vanilla

Something you never did in bed and would rather never do?

i’m cool never doing pet play lmao

Something you never did in bed and would love to do?

god there’s a mile long list. hoping this is the year i get fucked in the ass for the first time (bonus points cuz he might creampie me)

Look around yourself. You are EXTREMELY horny. What unusual object are you using to get off?

i literally have sex toys in arms reach but if it has to be something unusual. i have a glass coke bottle on my bedside table.

What slasher killer would you love to get railed by and why?

i know candyman would treat me right. i like bees. maybe remake survivalist jason voorhees.

What kink/fantasy of yours are you the most embarrassed about? Why?

well i’m too embarrassed to really even bring it up here. lmao

What’s the weirdest thing that turned you on? Did you masturbate to it? Would you do it again?

i did once masturbate watching a musician i have a crush on livestream on instagram from the shooting range. came so hard i greyed out would do again

What is your darkest kink?

i mean. snuff

What body part would you worship on other people to the end of time because NGHHHH?

HAAAAANDS.

Are you happy with the type of genital you have? If not, would you want the opposite? Why?

i would prefer to have a dick and balls but my pussy is fine. like. the multiple orgasms are pretty rad.

You masterbated yourself to starvation. What’s the top number 1 food you crave RN?

does a monster energy drink count

What’s the best term that describes you sexually?

siri play insatiable by skold

You can do only ONE thing to your partner sex-wise for an entire month. What is your pick?

oof. which partner. my boyfriend i’m eating his pussy but my other partner i’m fisting his ass

Would you be able to go full month just pleasing your partner daily, without getting anything back?

i would be insufferable but i would do it

What hairstyle you find attractive?

genuinely don’t care i just need it to be a little weird be it a weird color or a weird cut

What video of you would you love to take sometimes? Why haven’t you yet?

i NEED video of me giving head but have never had a partner who was down to film me going down on them

What’s a toy you’d love to use? Why?

there is a specific toy i want related to the above embarrassing fetish but it’s like $300 lmao

What’s your favourite thing about a quickie?

the desperation of it all

Have you or would you ever masturbate with toothpaste/tiger balm/numbing balm etc.?

not my ideal way to receive genital torture

Have you ever kissed someone of the same gender? What’s the best part on it?

i’ve kissed more girls than any other genders. girls are so soft it’s nice

What’s the most flattering thing someone’s said about your naked body?

uhhhh i’m not sure anybody’s said anything about it

What’s a part of clothing you would love to see your crush/partner in?

wanna fuck my boyfriend in my mr. s hoodie. tbh.

What does your ideal one night stand look like?

i’m not a one night stand girlie

Do you have a favourite CNC scenario? Which is it?

as a sub: parent/big sibling forces me. as a dom: anything manipulative and coercive

Favourite position to give oral? And to receive?

only ever given or received oral with receiver on their back honestly

What’s your fantasy celebrity threesome?

glancing anxiously to my left at the prints of justin morrow and ryan sitkowski from motionless in white on my wall

What is your most unusual turn on?

probably armpits?

Do you have some songs you wanna get railed to?

i need to make a playlist at this point

What’s your opinion on anal?

i love anal and i can cum from it

Do you like to have rough sex? What you love the most?

yeah it’s about the desperation and the possessive grabbing for me

Do you like to have sensual sex? What you love the most?

also very good. but yeah also grabbing and being possessive. lmao

What’s your opinion on sexting?

big fan

Do you like getting teased in public? Why or why not?

i mean i have just as much of a love hate thing with it as anybody lmao

What’s your biggest sexual pet peeve?

i hate the word cunny

What are you favourite pet names to be called during sex?

baby sister i mean uh what

What’s the best orgasm you had in past months?

there is not one immediately coming to mind but i’m sure it’s one my boyfriend ordered me to give myself

Do you like going commando?

no thanks!!

What language is the sexiest?

i really don’t have strong opinions on this

Is FreeUse hot? Why?

god yes. it’s like cnc and objectification combined and it rules

What would you love to roleplay as in bed?

immediate family members [only half joking]

What scent you find arousing?

pits. boy smells.

Favourite way of being degraded?

verbally

Favourite way of being praised?

earning rewards

Favourite thing to do when dominating?

fingering/fisting/pegging/using toys

Favourite thing to do when being dominated?

sexual service, especially giving oral

Have you ever tried something only for it to become a hard limit of yours? How so?

cattle prod. lmao

Would you be willing to try something off limits? If yes, what would the circumstances have to be?

i would try most things at least once especially with somebody like my boyfriend who i trust that much

Do you like to be intoxicated during sex? How? Why?

i’m straightedge so i would prefer not to but would consider it for a specific intox scene

Would you like to expose yourself/get exposed? If yes, are there some limits?

only in a play party setting or like, at some kind of kink/bdsm event where it’s appropriate

Best romantic evening setting, go!

on the couch ordering food cuddling watching something together

Best sexual evening setting, go!

my boyfriend makes me put on a pretty little outfit and then fucks me on every flat surface in his house tbh

Would you watch porn with your partner? What would be your pick?

yeah definitely and have with past partners. i have some favorite movies i’d love him to pick something from

Would you ever participate in a goon day/weekend?

gooning ain’t my thing

Would you ever participate in Locktober?

as a keyholder yes

Would you ever participate in NoNutNovember?

no thanks!!!

Do you like tattoos or piercings on your partner? What would be the best places for them to have them?

god yes. as many tattoos as possible pls. nipple and genital piercings are both hot

What is a sex-challenge you would create? Would you do it with your partner or solo?

i don’t even really know what this means honestly lmao

What is something you always wanted to ask your partner but didn’t had the courage to?

i don’t think there’s anything specific?

What is something you would love your partner to forget about you?

can’t think of anything tbh.

Is there a kink/fetish you would like your partner to have? Why?

i mean i’m pretty content with the shit both my partners are into

Is there a kink/fetish you would like your partner NOT to have? Why?

neither of them are into anything that genuinely gives me the ick

Considering you ABSOLUTELY WOULD HAVE to do the next thing your partner will ask you to. What do YOU wish that would be?

i mean is the fun of the thing not that it doesn’t matter what i want

Do you trust your partner enough to be their no-limit sex slave for 24 hours? Why not? What would be the limits?

i trust my boyfriend entirely and there’s no limit that i have that he would want to break. i think my other partner would just want me to service top him and drink his piss lmao.

Would you let your partner pimp you out?

i already do that shit myself i don’t need him to help /hj

[ciaossu-imagines]

I’m still in love with K all these years later and definitely so for Homra’s alphabet boys! I had so much fun writing these headcanons, based off this prompt here, for them and hope you all will enjoy reading them!

Shouhei Akagi

Favourite fruit?

I feel like it’s either some type of melon or possibly berries. For melons, though, he’d prefer something along the lines of a honeydew or cantaloupe over watermelon…I mean, he’ll still eat watermelon and enjoy it but he just prefers something with a little more flavour overall. For berries, I can see him liking blueberries or blackberries the best, just something a little tart but still sweet all at once.

Do they eat healthy or do they like junk food?

It’s kind of a mixture of both. He’ll eat junk because it’s more readily available quite a bit, but he can only go so long with eating just junk food, maybe a couple days, before he actually out and outright needs something better for him. Some food can be filling and a full meal, like pizza or fried chicken, so it’s not so much that he won’t be getting his calorie count in. It’s just that after eating nothing but junk for a bit, he notices his body just doesn’t feel right and he won’t have as much energy as he needs to, not to mention that his stomach is…irritable, to say the least. He’ll start craving healthier foods and he’ll make it more of a point to eat a bit healthier for a week or two, just to get his body back to feeling right.

Tea or coffee? How do they take theirs?

Shouhei will honestly drink both. He likes both fairly equally; it’s really not a one or the other situation to him. He drinks his tea plain and prefers it cold to hot but he does need to sweeten his coffee, but only a little, maybe half a cube of sugar at most, and he does use milk in it, until it’s more light than dark.

Favourite song?

Not so much favourite song in particular, but I feel that while Akagi’s tastes in music are pretty varied, he does prefer more upbeat music. Anything that makes him feel like moving is pretty up his alley. I think he goes for rock more often but has no problem with more poppy music and definitely has at least one idol or idol group that he’s a fan of.

Have they ever killed someone?

While he does have no issues with resorting to violence, and he has probably sent people to the hospital, Shouhei has never killed someone. He has no desire too. Beating a person up until they need medical attention is one thing, but I don’t think he could stomach outright killing anyone.

Saburota Bando

Favourite meal?

I feel like Bando really eats a lot of cup noodles and, other than that, he really likes street food. Okonomiyaki is one of his favourites.

Usual outfit?

Most of his clothing is very casual and, even when the weather is warm, it always includes a hoodie and his trademark sunglasses (and I strongly headcanon that those are prescription and expensive and he’s always a little annoyed when they get broken because, like, those things cost money and he does not have money so…).

What does their living space look like?

It’s…sparse, honestly. I don’t think he decorates a lot, and his living space is very minimalistic looking. It’s always just a little messy. Not a mess; Bando is generally pretty clean. Just always a little messy, with a dish or two still sitting where he left them or papers just kind of strewn about in a small area from where he’d last been using them.

Do they like hot or cold showers?

It depends on a lot. I’d say about 90% of the time, he likes hot showers. Not to the ‘scorch your skin off’ degree, but definitely warm. But if it’s really hot and muggy out and he’s sweating his ass off, there’s nothing quite like a cold shower. And when Bando can’t sleep for whatever reason, a cold shower followed by warm milk with cinnamon and honey and crawling under enough layers of blankets to make him really toasty warm…it’s almost always guaranteed to get him to sleep within ten to twenty minutes of getting into bed.

Sleeping position?

I feel like he falls asleep on his back most of the time, one arm over his eyes and the other slightly to the side. The way he wakes up though?? Definitely not in that same position, nowhere near it, and, for a guy who isn’t flexible, you wonder how he ended up in those positions.

Yo Chitose

Have they ever broken the law?

Chitose wouldn’t outright answer this question ever, but he is a part of HOMRA, with all that entails so I feel the answer is pretty clearly obvious.

Are they athletic?

Yes. Chitose is actually really athletic naturally and he’d be good at a lot of sports. It’s just that they’re not his thing. Maybe back when he was younger…he might even have been on a couple of teams. Always was one of the first five in races. But he just doesn’t really care about any sports too much anymore. He’s not that motivated to be really athletic, and his smoking habit is costing him some of his quickness, but he’s still one of the more athletic members of HOMRA.

Favourite type of flower?

I feel like, both for the meaning behind the flower, which he once learned from a previous lover, and for how they look, he likes cyclamen’s the best.

Do they play any instruments?

I honestly don’t see him as having played any instruments, other than the ones that might have been required for a school glass and even then, he didn’t play them well. Though he works hard and definitely could learn to play an instrument, he just doesn’t have a musical ear and doesn’t understand the finer points of rhythm and tempo, keeping time, different pitches because it all kind of sounds the same to him.

Artistic ability?

Chitose’s fairly middle of the road when it comes to artistic ability. He’s not laughably horrible at it like some other members of K that will remain unnamed (mostly because it’s the King – Mikoto’s drawings look like something someone’s toddler aged kid drew them). But he’s not absolutely fantastic at it and he really doesn’t have much of an enthusiasm for it. He’s never motivated to go and learn to improve his artistic abilities or to sit down and seriously draw something.

Masaomi Dewa

Have they ever gotten seriously ill?

Masaomi is missing organs. He has neither his tonsils nor his appendix. He had frequent bouts of tonsilitis as a young child, to the point the doctors just removed his tonsils and he had to have emergency surgery as a preteen for a bad case of appendicitis. Other than that, though, Masaomi is pretty healthy and after those two things, he hasn’t been seriously ill since.

Do they like sleeping in or waking up early?

He’s an early bird by nature and he does tend to wake up early. Given the people he hangs out with though and how late he’s normally up, even with consistently waking up early, he tends to fall back asleep pretty quickly after that initial wake-up and sleeps in a bit more. He’s normally up by nine in the morning at the latest though because his internal clock just doesn’t let him sleep too far past that.

The longest they’ve ever been awake?

I feel like Dewa’s not the type to stay awake. He likes sleep; he recognizes the importance of sleep. He doesn’t tend to stay awake for days at a time or anything. He might have pulled an all-nighter once or twice in his life but normally, he makes sure he sleeps every day, even if it’s just crashing out for an hour or two.

Random detail about them.

His father wears hats too and it’s part of what got Dewa into them. His father does it though because male pattern baldness runs in Dewa’s family and, by the time they’re hitting their forties, most of the men in his family are starting to thin and bald.

Something other’s do that gets on their nerves?

Okay, but it’s canon and everyone knows how much Masaomi loves spicy foods. He can handle food that is ‘too hot’ for most other people he knows and he frequents restaurants that serve spicy dishes. And it always pisses him off whenever he sees people at those restaurants bragging about the level of spice they can handle and arguing with the servers who try to warn customers about really hot dishes. Because most of the time, those same customers can’t handle dishes that hot and then get pissy at the servers and demand a different meal on the house.

Eric Solt

Do they drink or do drugs?

I feel like Eric might drink, but he doesn’t drink heavily. He’s more the type to nurse one or two drinks throughout the night because he gets drunk really quick and just doesn’t really like the taste of most liquor either.

As a kid, what were they like?

Eric’s past is…heart-breaking, honestly. Canonically, he just had a horrible, abusive childhood for the most part, after his parent’s died. Because of that, he became withdrawn, quiet, a little scared all the time. He was jumpy, irritable when he did talk, but mostly he just tried to stay out of the way.

Do they have a sweet tooth?

He actually does. He wasn’t given much in the way of sweets after his parents’ deaths, but he remembers getting sweets a lot as a child when his parents were still around, mostly because his mother had a huge sweet tooth of her own. So sweet things do bring up painful, but still sweet and nice, memories of his parents and honestly, they just taste really yummy.

How old are they?

I had to go look this one up because it’s been a while but canonically, he’s 18. I hadn’t really thought about how he’s one of the younger members of HOMRA!

Can they sing?

It’s not whether or not he can sing. I honestly think he has a quavery, but pleasant, singing voice. It’s that Eric doesn’t like to sing. He’ll never be a person to make a lot of noise and he also has a hard time remembering song lyrics so singing just isn’t something he does.

Kousuke Fujishima

What makes them feel better after a long day?

Kousuke actually has a lot of things that perk him up after a long day. He’s pretty easy to please and he does always try hard to see the positive side of things. His friends, the fellow members of HOMRA, are a guaranteed way to make him feel better. His family does the same thing, as do animals of any kind. If his day’s been really, really bad and he needs a heavy dose of ‘pick-me-up’ energy, he’s heading to a cat café to play with all the cute cats, or he’ll go feed the strays at a spot he knows they always go to.

Parents?

Yep, he has those. No, but seriously, both of Fujishima’s parents are still alive. They’re happily married and have been for years. I don’t feel like he’s an only child, but I do headcanon him as either the oldest or middle child in his family, definitely not the youngest. He’s got a fairly solid relationship with his parents and gets along with them. He doesn’t cause a lot of trouble for them, and they don’t really get after him about too much, other than getting upset at all the strays he keeps trying to bring home.

Favourite snack?

I think Fujishima prefers chips. He likes a lot of them, but goes most often for soy sauce mayo or seaweed salt Calbee chips.

What are they afraid of?

Shipwrecks. He’s not afraid of the water so much but there’s just something about shipwrecks that he finds eerie and unsettling and that just shoot a bit of a chill down his spine. He also wouldn’t be too crazy about the idea of spending any amount of time on a larger boat either, or any boat too far out into the waters. If he can’t see the shoreline, he’s too far into the water.

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Look out of the nearest window. What do you see? Details, please. I’m settled in bed and it’s too dark out to actually see anything, but I can tell you that the only things you’d be able to see are the neighbors’ houses (from my room you can see the houses to the left of and behind ours) and some trees.

When you think of the word “posh”, what springs to mind? The Spice Girls. > Okay, same!

When you have chocolate, do you eat it room temperature? Or are you like me and stick the bar into the fridge first? Well we have to put in the ref because otherwise it will melt and become all messy and a hassle to eat. We also can’t leave it out anyway because ants.

What’s the most shocking thing that’s happened in your part of town? There was a house in this neighborhood that got raided or something a few years back because of drug possession; even got featured on national TV. I didn’t care much for it and if anything the only reason I paid attention was the fact that the route we take going home was featured on the news LOL

Which brand are your headphones/earbuds? It’s a generic, unbranded pair. I lost the earbuds that came with my phone so I just opted for something cheap as I don’t usually use earphones anyway.

Do you see planes fly over your house at all? Yeah they come around fairly regularly.

Are there any constellations you recognize just by looking at them? Just those three stars that are part of Orion but otherwise I’m not good at all at identifying constellations.

Which room of your house/apartment do you spend the most time in? Either my room or the dining area since we let the dogs roam around there.

Which insect do you find the most beautiful? Fireflies.

Did you have crafts/woodwork at school growing up? Nope.

If so, what was the best assignment you did for it? We never had it but we did do some fun things for home econ (although I didn’t find them fun at the time, ha) like sewing, crocheting, cooking, baking, etc.

Do you have a friend who likes to tell you everything? Yes, my best friends love sharing stories with me. Andi’s are usually about their adventures and annoyances in law school; Angela tells me about pretty much everything going on in her life.

What was the last thing you got very excited about? Jihope visiting Jin at the military gave me a level of happiness nobody would ever be able to understand. He looks so happy and healthy and well-fed :) You can go to any city in any country you want. Which city do you go to? SEOUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Do you like gardening? If so, what do you grow? No.

Do you enjoy puzzle games? If so, which one’s your favourite? In the Seom. Thanks for reminding me! I’ll need to play it before bed so I can get a few levels up hahaha.

Is there a substance you avoid at all costs? If so, what is it and why? Hard drugs, for obvious reasons.

What would you absolutely hate living next door to? A family with a tantrum-prone toddler.

What would you love to live next door to? A household with ARMY or with lots of dogs. Or both!

What gives you nostalgia? Visiting UP.

When you think of a classy drink, what comes to mind first? Martinis.

Do you prefer eating out or cooking your own meals? Tbh neither; I like getting my food delivered. But if I had to exclusively pick between these two, I’d go with eating out.

Which language do you think is the most complicated to learn? Just about every single form of Chinese. Mandarin, Hokkien, Cantonese...just the way that the meaning of same-spelling words differ depending on the tone it’s said is already super overwhelming. It’s very fascinating.

Is there a place that you might call your second home? UP.

How do you imagine your later life to look like? Satisfaction with who I’ve grown up to become and ended up achieving, and lots of leisure traveling.

What is a job you would never in a million years want to do? Film production. I’ve participated at several video shoots for work and have dreaded every single fucking part of it. The early call times, set design changes, multiple takes...I’m just too impatient for it all.

Is there a piece of jewelry that you feel naked without? No.

Do you ever “go commando”? Rarely.

What’s the sweetest thing someone’s done for you? I have to go with the time Andi gave me a handwritten letter, a physical copy of Petals for Armor, and a CM Punk shirt for Christmas – in the same year. That was the lowest I’ve ever been, so it felt nice to have someone who apparently remembers everything I love.

Which wild animals are a common sight in your area? Just birds and frogs.

What’s the weirdest building in your city? The architecture is not weird per se, but we do have an abandoned Starbucks when you drive up the mountain part of the city. Apparenty the contractor or owner or whoever it is got caught up in permit issues and the store never actually launched, so now it just looks like a sad, lonely Starbucks overlooking the Metro Manila skyline.

How do you keep in touch with friends usually? Messenger. All other messaging platforms are reserved for work, so I don’t like talking to friends on those because it makes me more stressed than anything.

Do you get a lot of visitors? Nah, my friends and I get together at home usually only when there’s a BTS thing happening...so safe to say we’re not getting any of these sessions any time soon, at least until 2025 or 2026.

Is there a subtle way your partner gets you excited easily? I don’t have a partner.

Do you recognize friends’/family’s vehicles by sound? Not me but the dogs are excellent at identifying when my mom’s about to arrive back home.

Which Disney villain is your favourite? I don’t really have a favorite Disney villain. Non-Disney villains on the other hand...Gus Fring will always have a special place in my ever-cold heart.

On a regular day, what do you usually do at 3 o'clock in the afternoon? Neck-deep in work.

Which possession would you not want to inherit from a relative? Clothes. Secondhand clothing makes me feel icky for some reason.

What is something you would never dare to do in public? Uhm...masturbate, I guess??

Would you/ did you have a hen night/bachelorette party? Sure, if I reach that point.

Has anyone taken you on holiday somewhere? If so, where? No. When you left the house last time, where did you go? Just church. Went home right after as all of us were feeling pretty tired.

How did you spend your last birthday? Filed a leave off work and sat on the couch all day until I took my family out for a ramen dinner. Then that same weekend, my friends and I went to Zambales for a quick beach vacation.

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I ended up getting sodas and going for a little drive. It was kind of nice. But I didn’t want to push my luck and overdo it so I came home. I’ll go out to get a carton of smokes later this evening once the sun has gone down and it feels less scary. I wanted to this time but I got scared with the sun out and everything.

I did eat a little something. It wasn’t healthy but it was what I could manage. Three mini bags of Doritos about an hour ago. Maybe thirty minutes ago? I don’t know. I will try to do a microwave meal for dinner so that it is at least somewhat healthy. I got a bunch of my favorite one in my last grocery order so I will try and do that.

Still haven’t managed to do litter boxes. It just feels so overwhelming. I posted on my local subreddit that my disabilities are keeping me from doing activities like taking care of myself and cleaning and asked for recommendations on what service to use. I got one helpful response but everyone else was really mean so I deleted it. I might look on somewhere like task rabbit for help cleaning the litter boxes just for a few weeks. I’d have to download the app and see if that is even something someone would do. And how much it would be. It’s worth a look. I don’t want the girls to suffer just because I am suffering. I’ll go download it hang on.

I downloaded it and looked and there is no way to hire someone just to clean the litter boxes and brush my cats. I would have to hire a pet sitter. But maybe that would be what I need to do? Hire someone to come by every day and brush them and clean their litter boxes. That way they aren’t suffering.

I don’t know. I feel so guilty for being so incapable. I’ll think on it. I’ll keep trying for today.

In other news, the thoughts are back. The urge to take all of my medicine all at once. I don’t have a plan. I just want to go for it. There is a feature in the new iOS where I can schedule messages to send at a certain time so I could let people know and apologize for not being better. I don’t know. I’ll think about it. It’s an option. Or maybe I wouldn’t even do that. I would rather not be found. I would leave plenty of food and water out fir the girls. I would make sure they were set for about a week. And they could always eat me too. So they would be okay until found. I would buy alcohol and take my meds with that, I think. And then climb in bed and get comfortable and put on a show or a podcast. And just drift off. That sounds so nice. I have o wait through. I just finished my Ativan bottle and I can’t refill it until later this month. So I have to wait regardless. Something about Ativan and drinking is very bad. But I will be patient and wait and see how I feel when the time comes.

So I guess I’m stuck here until then. I might go have another smoke. I lost track of time and idk how long it has been. If I do I will just go out and buy the carton. But I hear people in the hall so I am anxious to leave. My white noise machine only does so much.

I am finding that I much prefer this building early in the morning before anyone wakes up and deep late at night when no one is awake. It is very quiet and peaceful I am thinking of switching to a night routine just for a little bit to see if it helps with my anxiety at all. If it makes it easier to leave the house.

I wish I had a friend to talk to. I am so alone. All I have are my cats. They are my only companions, and I am probably leaving them too. Their love has sustained me for many many many years but I think I hit my limit. I don’t know. If I don’t do it now then I will do it when Boo passes. I don’t know. I don’t want to make them sad. But I can’t keep living like this. It’s been misery and misery and more misery ever since Kayla died. Nothing has been good since then. It’s all just been difficult and hard. Is it so bad if I want to join her? I don’t think so. I don’t know.

The cats complicate things. Maybe I will just stay status quo. And when they both pass then I will do it. I don’t know. I don’t want to leave them behind. But I don’t know if I can handle another however many years of being miserable.

I don’t know.