#Makes my soul vibrate tbh

[theystation]

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[jinkiezzsstuff]

At First Sight PT2

Alastor x doe!reader

PART ONE PART 3

this is a short part 2 to a request, tbh i didn’t think about continuing it before so i struggled a bit and it’s quite short! i’m so sorry gang ;-; i hope it satiates yall if not lemme know what i can cook up for you

Warnings: love sick alastor + reader, ooc alastor, mates/soulmate trope, mentions of reproduction and pregnancy (dw yall i didn’t do the no no there is no pregnancy it’s just mentioned bc it supposed to be gn), short short, swearing, not proof read, hmmmm i think that’s it lmk whatcha think

wee little taglist for the people who asked kiss kiss: @fairyv-ice @chirimeimei

Tucked underneath Alastors chin you laid comfortably alongside him in bed. You’d been awake awhile now tail thumping softly behind you as you watched the demon sleep his smiled soft and barely showing. He laid in pyjama bottoms only chest bare and on display for you. You absentmindedly traced the scars along his torso feeling him respond with goosebumps every now and again.

“Goodmorning my doe,” Alastors voice rang out, killing the silence. It was shocking to hear his static gone and his regular voice out on display, dripped in sleepy sultry. “Good morning my buck.” You reply sickeningly sweet while crawling up to lean over his face, his eyes were lidded now gazing at you with a loving look in his eyes.

“Did you sleep well?” You asked playing with the stray hair that swept across his face. “Indeed darling very well. I should be good for several days.” He chirped happily, ears flicking. “We should head down, i need to talk to Charlie.” You say with a grimace.

Last night when Charlie caught you and Al, you felt guilty, you knew Charlie was a sweetheart but you practically abandoned her all day for Alastor, then scared her silly with a deal and sex! Groaning you grab your head while Alastor stood. With a snap of his fingers the two of you were dressed, and that did take a load of stress of you. “Come now my doe, I’ll be there the whole time, no shame and if there is we’ll be ashamed together!”

Alastor seemed pretty bright in his exclamation holding his arm out to you. Obviously you trusted Al you gave yourself and soul to him and only him just last night. So while attached at the arm the two of you trotted downstairs.

Arriving downstairs interlocked you were both greeted by all the patrons already in the living area next to the bar. Charlie was the first to make a noise gasping, meanwhile Angel was practically vibrating in his seat. Just as Angel was about to talk Vaggie interrupted. “You made a fucking deal!?” Screamed the fallen angel, hands thrown behind her as the rest of her body lurched forward. Frowning you bit your lip, of course this was gonna be an awkward conversation with Charlie, but with the whole hotel listening. Even worse!

“Neva mind that Vagina! Let’s talk about the real stuff. How big? Seven? Eight? Twelve?! Ouch-“ Vaggie knocked Angel over the head with the back of her spear. “Yikes alright, twelve is greedy…. ten?” Angel whispered cackling at Vaggie who growled at her. Alastor, obviously unhappy, began to crackle with static, black shadows oozing out from the floor and encompassing the room slowly.

At the sight of Alastor’s figure demonically stretching the room fell silent, you only gazed up at the deer slightly aroused by his stature and the way his antlers screwed out like branches. “You’re quite the sight.” You say dreamily, barely even noticing you spoke to begin with, Alastor’s head cracked down to you. Coming back to himself Alastor hummed out adoringly, petting your head but wanting to kiss you, unfortunately that was a step too far for him right now.

“Uhm anyway, YN, can you please tell me about the deal?” Charlie begged worry on her face as she looked to you and Alastor. You felt the guilt crawl at you again. “I… well I’m not sure why but there’s just this pull i have to Alastor, he asked me to be his i said yes i…” You veered off feeling too embarrassed by all the eyes, thankfully Alastor pulled you in theatrically waving his microphone around, taking the attention off you.

“Well this lovely doe was just made for me you see? I’m perfectly capable of protecting such a divine creature and though I don't doubt your ability, princess I'd feel a lot more comfortable being the one to do so.” Alastor fired off sounding like a proper radio host as he did so. Charlie looked confused but then perked up happily.

“This is thee perfect redeeming quality Alastor, love is so pure! This is great!” As Charlie felt giddy, Vaggie felt suspicious eyeing the red demon. “So what did you even sell- what was the deal?” You hummed tapping your finger to your lip; well you didn’t know, just that you gave yourself to him.

Looking up to Alastor for help here he happily obliged. “Worry not you angry little woman,” Alastor replied, pinching Vaggies cheek, her angrily pushing him off. “The contract was nothing greater than marriage.” The entire room, yourself included, was surprised at this. You knew this was a soul binding contract, but for him to make that connection on his own was well to you sweet as ever. Your tail flicked happily behind you as you looked to Alastor who returned to your side.

Charlie was as equally as happy as you were, but Vaggie and Husk kept within the same boat of apprehension. “Why so suddenly?” Asked Vaggie again, but Alastor shrugged her off. “I’m unsure dear, just that i couldn’t resist this little doe. Like fate.” Alastor pondered meanwhile you briefly seethed at Alastor for referring to Vaggie as dear.

“Maybe it’s like some soulmate bullshit between deer?” Angel pipped up, putting in his required two cents. Husk groaned at that, but Charlie squeaked jumping up. “That is totally possible! It happened with my dad! Well, y’know in the beginning.” Charlie chuckled, brushing her hair behind her ear. Alastor shook his head rapidly a soft laugh echoing out of him.

“No way dear, how is that possible?” He mocked bopping Charlie atop the head with his mic, you again weren’t happy hearing him call another demon dear, but you let it fly. “Well you both are deer, could it be instinctual?” Charlie reasoned her pitch, giving away her uncertainty.

You hummed looking up towards Alastor to see him already looking down to you. “I think Alastor and I would need to talk about it privately before we have a group conversation about it. It’s kinda of embarrassing.” You admit already tired of the discussion. Charlie however didn’t like the idea of not having an answer, so with a plan in mind she turned to Vaggie. “Vaggie can you take them to the library, maybe look some stuff up online? We need to figure this out.” Charlie asked giving Vaggie a look that conveyed this was more of a do this rather than a can you do this.

Nodding her head Vaggie looked at you, who looked at Alastor. Alastor shrugged and muttered he didn’t see the issue, so long as you were safe. So you and Vaggie headed off, meanwhile Charlie calmly asked to speak with Alastor in private.

Alone in Alastor’s radio tower, Charlie sat on one side of the broadcasting table while Alastor sat behind it, tunes playing out of him. “So Al,” Charlie started breathing out a deep breath. “Can you please tell me what’s going on with the deal, listen i can’t have them get hurt! I’ll even make a deal.” Charlie said sadly gazing off, she didn’t want to make a deal, but she would.

Alastor watched her, and pitied her odd behaviour. Resting his chin on his hand Alastor sat quietly for a moment, Charlie waiting with a hopeful gleam in her eyes. “It was nothing malicious that i can assure you. Although, i’m not sure what happened between them and myself, I felt pretty agressive in my feelings to protect them. Of course that private moment between us should’ve stayed private,” Alastors words were stern as he glared down at Charlie who shrunk bashfully in her seat.

“But suppose since you know i will confess in that moment of intensity, i did the only thing I knew how to do to my dear. I’m not particularly good with emotions, and so I simply ensured I’d have them with a deal.” Tapping his nails on the desk Alastor kept his composure but inside he was scolding himself for even letting that much truth out. Charlie seemed to like the sound of that though, nodding her head in agreement.

“So you won’t, and you don’t have any plans to hurt them?” Alastors ears pinned back subconsciously, he didn’t enjoy being accused of cruelty when it came to you, and he didn’t know he could be any more truthful. “My dear i swear, on my mother, not a hair on their pretty doe head, will ever be hurt by me.” Holding his right hand up, head high Alastor watched as Charlie eased into a smile. Nodding at him.

Rejoining the crew downstairs Alastor and Charlie were shocked to see you and Vaggie had returned. “How come you guys are back so quick?” Vaggie turned at the sound of Charlie’s voice, eyes bugged slightly. “Yeah you won’t believe what we found.” Vaggie said handing Charlie a book about demons and mating. Charlie didn’t seem too keen on the book ‘uhs’ immediately falling from her mouth.

You stepped up, opening the book to the checked marked place. “It’s species dependent on how mating affects someone, in this case Doe’s are more of a rarity in hell meaning it was an instinct for the two of us to kinda ‘mate’ or ‘bond’ to one another, as if we had to worry about going extinct.” You scoffed watching as Charlie glazed over the words while listening to you. “Weird. It must be because you’re a hellborn and an angel, so technically you can reproduce.”

A record scratch sounded out from Alastor, the lot of you looking towards his stiff figure. “Don’t worry Al, we’re pretty sure you’re still unable to.” Charlie hushed to him, before giving you a look that told you, she didn’t really know that to be true. You weren’t worried though, almost a hundred percent certain that he would not be able to have children. “Welp, at least now we know that’s a thing,” Angel sighed from the background, Vaggie glaring at him.

Pulling you into his side Alastor grinned his poise returned. “Look at us figuring stuff out why wasn’t this just the teamwork we all needed, good job.” Alastor applauded slightly condescending, but Charlie was happy with it nonetheless giving two thumbs up to you and Alastor.

[fayes-fics]

Vibe & Vexation

Pairing: Benedict Bridgerton x fem!reader, Modern AU w/ Regency roleplay

Summary: Watching Pride & Prejudice evokes playtime in Benedict.

Warnings: 18+ smut, minors DNI, established couple, Regency era sexual roleplay, teasing, remote vibrator, dirty talk, female orgasm, brief vaginal sex. Also features lake!Darcy!Benedict, anachronistic costumes (just like the real show this season tbh) and absolutely unacceptable use of Jane Austen.

Word count: 2.4k

Authors Note: Yes, the title is a terrible play on Pride & Prejudice. Listen, I don't know what this is either, and I'm posting before I lose my nerve after 3 weeks of writer's block. This is dedicated to @godofstory whose casual comment on one of my fics finally dislodged my brain block. This is modern Benedict roleplaying Regency. Also thanks to @colettebronte for reading through, being kind and saying I haven’t lost my mind. Well, not completely. Err, enjoy? <3

“Ben, don't be silly…”

“Are you suggesting that I wouldn't look dashing in a frilly shirt and snug trousers?” he teases, raising his head from your belly and twisting to look at you, his eyes twinkling with a mischievous glint as the credits roll on the Austen film you've been idly watching on a rainy Sunday.

“No, I'm not saying that,” you chuckle, your fingers touselling his hair. “You look good in everything and nothing…” you tease, enjoying the prideful swell of his chest at your compliment. “But I'm not in the mood to track down Regency outfits for a little sexy role play.”

“Leave the details to me, my love.” He waves a dismissive hand as he flips over and begins to crawl over you. “I will be your Mr Darcy….” he attests, lowering his voice to that rumble which always makes your belly flutter.

“But I don't have a lake in this flat,” you deadpan, perhaps not helpfully referencing a different adaptation, but too distracted to care, his crooked smile hovering right above you now.

“‘Tis a pity,” he agrees, quirking his lips, “but I shall think of something….” he winks before capturing your lips with his. 

And, just like that, you forget all about the subject…

—

Two days later

“They didn't have any fusilli, so I got penne; I hope that's okay…” you call out as you enter your flat, dropping the heavy bag of shopping from your shoulder and flinging off your shoes, grateful to be out of them and home.

When there is no answer, you frown. When you texted on your way home, he sent back a list of supplies for dinner.

“Ben…?” you round the corner into the kitchen and realise it's empty, nothing cooking on the hob. “You're not even cooking….?” you raise your arms in a shrugging gesture, nonplussed, apparently talking to yourself in what appears to be an empty flat.

“Ms Bennet….”

His voice rings out resonant, a teasing lilt that has you spinning around. And almost toppling over.

There, in the doorway to your bathroom, is Benedict…. dressed up as a Regency gentleman. 

Well, partially dressed. And what he is dressed in is damp and clinging to his skin in a way that gives away absolutely everything about why you cannot resist him. Broad shoulders and a tapered torso, completely visible through the most transparent white frilled shirt you could ever imagine. Snug blue trousers that, again, give everything away. He must have hopped into the shower to achieve this effect, his clothing virtually painted upon his skin.

You literally bite the edge of your tongue.

“Mr Darcy….” you stumble, incapable of any other words, mouth falling open as he saunters towards you with a confident gait, his trousers straining over his thighs as he does so.

“My eyes are up here, Ms Bennet…” he teases as yours ping guiltily to his face, knowing you are being entirely called out for your ogling. 

“What if your eyes are the very last thing I am interested in, Mr Darcy?” you finally find your voice, stepping into the role of a feisty, historic heroine you enjoy so much.

“The eyes are the window to the soul…” he tilts his head challengingly, raising an eyebrow.

“That’s Shakespeare, not Austen,” you shoot back pointedly.

“All the world are good and agreeable in your eyes,” he corrects, indeed a quote from Pride and Prejudice. He has obviously been revising—something about that is as adorable as it is arousing.

“You don't fight fair…” you whisper as he closes in on you with a handsome smirk, but it hardly feels like defeat as his long fingers spider up your jacket buttons, the warm fug of his clothes amplifying the mouthwatering scent he wears under them.

“All is fair in love and war,” he counters, sliding nearer, his lips warm on your temple now as he flicks open your topmost button.

“Are you going to talk in literary quotes all night?” 

Your ask is much breathier than you intend, very much not a protest about what is transpiring—a tingle down your sternum where his fingers trail over your skin down to the next button. You feel the curve of his cheek against your face from his responding smile. 

“I might stop,” he proposes airily. ”But perhaps only to tease you until you pass out…” 

“How?”

The question falls from you unbidden, curiosity seizing your lips.

“With the help of things poor Mr Darcy never had access to…” he offers enigmatically. “But for now, how about you go change into your outfit, Ms Bennet?”

“I have an outfit too?” your breath catching at the idea he has planned a whole scenario.

“Oh yes, ‘tis hanging in your room, fair lady,” he mutters, taking a half pace back. But before you go, he grabs your hand, raising it to his mouth and dropping a kiss that is anything but chaste—wet, plush lips with a slight edge of teeth dragging over your knuckles as his hot tongue lathes between your fingers lasciviously. 

—

“I'm not sure this is quite Regency accurate…” you assert as you swan back into the living room a few minutes later, even as there is a frisson over your skin at the very sexy outfit he has chosen.

“Perhaps not,” he concedes, his eyes lingering on the pronounced swell of your breasts as you sashay closer. “But yet, I cannot fault my choice.”

“More Marquis de Sade than Jane Austen…” you opine, revelling in his stare, the time spent fastening each hook and eye down the front of the ivory corset worth it for that hungry look and the nascent swelling you see in his clinging trousers. The silk, frilled French knickers he picked out are new, which you are grateful for, but they match perfectly. There was an odd weight to them as you pulled them on, though, but you did not spend much time contemplating it, so keen to get back to the scene.

“Ms Bennet, how dare you turn up to my home so scandalously dressed when I am entertaining company?” he admonishes, his tone suddenly brusque, stepping fully into his roleplay, gesturing to the empty kitchen area as if it were filled with guests.

“Mr Darcy, I can only apologise. I thought you were away on business,” you improvise, clutching your hands over your body in a futile attempt to conceal your state of undress, acting horrified to be caught.

“Do you make a habit of trespassing in my home and flouncing around so slatternly?” he snaps tersely, his eyes flashing approvingly.

You know the question is rhetorical, so you just hang your head, biting your lip, playing at being ashamed and chastised for being so wanton in the home of the man you desire. This is nothing like anything in Pride and Prejudice, but you could not give less of a damn, a flutter low in your gut that this could go somewhere utterly delicious. 

“I must insist you desist,” he continues imperiously. “This must never happen again! Now go to my private quarters and think upon what you have done!” he concludes, pointing to the sofa. 

“Yes, Mr Darcy,” you nod and curtsy with faux demureness, which he seems to greatly enjoy based on the flash in his eyes, seemingly even more so when you break character and poke out your tongue insolently as you pass.

You take a seat on the sofa and watch, initially confused, as Benedict remains in the kitchen area, play-acting as if he is chatting to guests, supping from a wine glass and gesturing. Puzzled, you watch as he reaches for his phone casually and flicks something on the screen, his back still turned to you.

There is a sudden, sharp buzz in your underwear that steals your breath, your legs tensing, your feet kicking out reflexively, sliding your clit heavier against the vibration.

Oh fuck.

That’s why the underwear felt oddly weighted. He must have snuck a thin remote vibe pad into the lining.

He makes a half-turn and smirks over his shoulder as you pant and stare at the play of his back muscles under his translucent shirt, your fingers clawing into the sofa at the sudden not-at-all-gentle onslaught.

“Ms Bennet, are you quite well?” he calls out, a triumphant look claiming his face. “You appear somewhat flushed.”

“Mr Darcy, I find myself in a most perplexing dilemma,” you grit out between clenched teeth, impressed you can even form words. The vibe is a persistent thrum that you attempt to tilt yourself away from slightly but seem unable, always there, dragging against you in a way that makes you writhe, your back arching.

He spins around to face you entirely now, putting down his wine glass, phone casual in the other hand, thumb hovering portentously over the screen with a gleeful mien.

“What troubles you, Ms Bennet?”

His lilt is teasing and velvet, humming in your bones as much as the toy. The vibration suddenly ceases, and you collapse back into the sofa, panting mildly, the corset restricting your ability to take the gulps of air you need, your chest heaving, unable to do anything but stare slack-jawed at him.

“Have you quite forgotten your words, Ms Bennet? I thought you a creature of learning…” he needles, the painted-on regency garb he wears just more temptation, his cock straining against the wool now. He makes no move to draw closer, but he does flick open the buttons around his wrists and roll up his sleeves, his toned forearms flexing as he does so.

“I am a woman of learning,” you defend after a pause, “but I find myself rather disadvantaged tonight. I suspect deception…” You narrow your eyes at him.

He throws his head back and laughs, his Adam's apple bobbing prominently as he does so. It makes you want to pitch forward and bite it.

“Whoever would deceive such a fine woman as you?” he fires back as he tilts back down. You cry out as his thumb yet again swipes over his screen, and your underwear roars back to life—this time a softer pulsing wave, but no less titillating, an inflaming tease that staccatos against your engorged flesh.

“You might, Mr Darcy…” you accuse, but it's lighthearted at best, a toothless threat as all of your efforts are focussed on the fizzing pleasure radiating out into your pelvis.

“On the contrary, Ms Bennet. In vain have I struggled…” he begins. 

That speech.

“It will not do….” he adds, shaking his head for good measure as he flicks open the buttons upon his soaked shirt, your eyes tracking the movement as each new slice of damp, heated skin is revealed in the soft, low lamplight.

“My feelings will not be repressed…” 

He peels the sodden shirt from his form, and you moan as that honed body is revealed to you, glistening slightly. The vibe is a roiling wave against your clit that makes your pussy clench around nothing, wishing to be filled.

“You must allow me….” he pauses and lopsidedly grins as he roughly tugs upon the buttons of his trousers, a teasing striptease that has you spiralling fast, leaking copiously into your knickers now.

“Allow you what…?” you throw in, huffing against the restriction of the corset, something about its tight hold escalating your addled state, moaning as he drops the last vestige of his clothing, his cock springing free. His whole being glowing with pride in how much he can affect you.

“To tell you how ardently I admire and love you….” he concludes, his voice dark and smooth, settling over your skin like warm molasses as he finally prowls towards you.

You want to pitch forward and nuzzle your face into his cock. But he dips down as he approaches, pushing your legs far apart with his hands and falling to his knees, burying his face into your cleavage. He suckles vehemently on the swell of your chest, lathing his tongue over your flushed skin as you fight to gasp in enough air, the vibe and his lush mouth hurtling you fast towards oblivion, his hands a firm grip on your hips.

“I love you too, Mr Darcy,” you gulp in delayed response. “But, please release me from this torture…” you append weakly, needing reprieve from the prolonged hold.

“Is it not the sweetest torture, though?” he argues back as his nose trails up your clavicle to your neck, his mouth earnest upon a spot that always makes you pliant. “I want to see you struggle, my love, bound in my corset, sat upon my vibe, teased and vexed until you can take no more….” his words are a sinful soliloquy gusting almost wistfully into your ear, your lobe snagged under his teeth.

“Take pity upon me, please; I am distressed,” you appeal, feeling a slight wooziness as you circle a chasm of pleasure that licks teasingly at your edges.

“You are beautiful,” he counters, a firm hand cupping the back of your head and puppets you to stare into his blown pupils, his rigid cock trailing a sticky line over your thigh as he rumbles more debauched. “Now come for me, Ms Bennet, and then I shall have you…”

You screw your eyes shut just as he flicks to a higher setting on the vibe and can no longer fight or struggle, letting your body break, febrile, a dew on your back as it arches, you screaming to the ceiling as you are thrown into the stars and the earth at the same time, torn in a hundred directions by the intense pulse radiating out from your core and fanning across your whole body, every muscle tensing and releasing in a sudden wave.

Hazily, you hear his jubilant praises ringing in your ears, but it feels far away even as his hands and mouth are hot and heavy on your skin, ripping the corset and knickers from your body with a vehemence that would shock you were you in less of a euphoric, altered state. He pulled you bodily to the edge of the sofa, teasing his cock against your throbbing clit, making you groan and paw at him, the need rising again as you return to your surroundings.

“You have bewitched me body and soul,” he pants as he slides into your body, a surging insistence that has your fingernail curling into the sinew on his forearms, your toes curling around the fuzzy meat of his thighs. “I never wish to be parted from you for a second. I love you..,” his tone rough, broken, stuttering as he bottoms out inside you, quoting the film you watched together the other night before taking you urgently towards another blissful peak.

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[twisted-tales-of-all]

Slippery Sensations

Summary: As the tank of your party, you've fought plenty of slimes before, but this monster proves to have tricks hidden in his goop. Pairing: Han Jisung x afab!Reader Genre: Fantasy, Horror(?), Smut, One-Shot Tropes: slime monster!AU, adventurer!AU, knight!AU Word Count: 1.8K Contains: (pure filth tbh) slime play, taboo desires, unprotected sex, outdoor sex, tentacles, breath play, pet name once (my love), vibrations, nipple play/breast fondling, bondage (with slime), dacryphilia, clit play, overstimulation, multiple orgasms (f. receiving), cum-eating (technically, absorbing) A/N: The plot of this was loosely based on a character in one of my favorite anime series, Darkness from Konosuba, who is a wonderful masochist, so take that as you will.

Another slow day for your guild, your party decides to grab a few quests and earn some extra money. Known as the team's tank, you offer to single-handedly take on the ever-present quest of fighting the lower-level monsters that consistently creep towards the city gates. Exiting the city, you feel confident in your abilities to fight a few magical animals or low-level slimes and other pests.

You quickly work through five swarms of oversized bugs, some wolves, and even a few rogue goblins. As the swarms get further from the city limits, you begin to fight against low-level archers and sorcerers. They manage a few hits on you while you make it into closer range, but you still best them without much issue. After finishing your tenth swarm, you expect to be finished with the quest, but you survey the nearby area in search of any stragglers hiding amongst the foliage.

Stepping into a particularly cold patch of forest, you find a stream that you don't remember being there a few days ago. You carefully follow it back to its source, only to find that it's not water at all, but rather some translucent slime trailing from a high-level slime monster. Before you can turn around and alert the guild, the monster catches sight of you.

With a quick curse under your breath, you prepare yourself for battle. You don't fear it, but you choose to follow your adventurer's instinct to always be ready for the worst. However, the slime monster simply looks at you in wonder, making you lower your sword. The blob of a monster begins rippling as it shifts, morphing itself into a form that resembles a human.

"What the-?"

"Would you not be more comfortable facing something similar to you? Should I shift into something else instead?"

Where you expected a voice of some sort of extreme, you find that the monster's voice is oddly... normal. It feels soft and flowy, but it also has a bit of bass that tingles your ears. If you didn't see a dangerous green monster of thick liquid in front of you, you would've pictured a handsome man based on voice.

"Based on your smile, I assume you to be accepting of this form. Shall we begin?"

"Begin? Begin what?"

On guard again, you raise your sword uselessly. The moment you settle into a battle position, you feel your feet engulfed by the cold, thick slime. You hate yourself for the fluttering in your stomach at the feeling, where any normal person would likely feel disgust or even fear.

"You followed my slick stream, did you not? Only those with a desire towards slimes can see those, my love. If you quit denying yourself the pleasures you yearn for, I can show you everything you've missed before."

Feeling the rough thumping in your chest as the slime submerges your ankles, your adventurer rules fade from memory as you let yourself become prey to the monster. Although you've had fleeting thoughts and occasional dreams of slime monsters in the past, you never once admitted them to a soul. But now, standing completely alone with one, you can deny your fantasies no longer.

As you relax slightly, you ask for something to refer to the monster as, mentioning that you can get quite noisy. Met with a hearty chuckle that you can feel on your skin through the liquid, you get a response that fills your core with warmth.

"Believe me, you won't be yelling much of anything when filled with me, but if you prefer a title, you can call me Han."

Swallowing back saliva, you breathe out his name in response to commit it to memory. Even without distinct features, you can feel the confidence radiating from him as you do so. He slides more slime up your figure, twisting around your left leg and rubbing up against your heat through your clothes and damaged armor. As the acidic slime breaks down the metallic armor and soaks through the cotton, you find your eyes falling shut as he moves the tentacles of goo up your torso. With the ever-flowing cold liquid against the warmest parts of your body, it feels like you're resting in a nice cold stream.

Wrapping himself around your chest, your nearby broken chestplate dissolves into him,opening your body to him more. Shortly after, you feel your silk shirt fall loose, bringing to mind the fact that its buttons were metal as well. He lets out a noise you can only relate to a cat's purr as he watches your clothes fall apart so easily for him. With the noise permeating his whole being, you feel the vibrations against your nipples and between your thighs. A mewl falls from your lips as your head tilts back in pleasure, but Han quickly silences you by slipping a thin stream of slime between your parted lips, opening them wider as he fills your mouth entirely.

Your eyes fly open as you adjust to the suddenlack of air, but you adjust wuickly by focusing on breathing through your nose. Only keeping your mouth about half full to limit your noises, he focuses back onto your chest. Binding your boobs tightly, he points your now-perky nipples towards the majority of his mass. Small finger-like strands reach from the binds to tease and pull at your nipples. Even when he pulls too far, the sting is soothed by the coolness surrounding them.

Noting your reactions to his actions, Han lifts your body and pushes your back against a nearby tree. Even the roughness of the bark scratching your skin is dulled by the cushion of the slime surrounding most of your body. Manipulating your body like his own personal toy, he lifts your arms above your head and spread your legs open wide. With slime covering your limbs, you struggle to move an inch, even simply as reactions to his probing of your body.

He moves closer, with what appears to be his head only about a breath's distance away. Pushing more slime into your mouth, he watches carefully, peering down your throat through the translucent green material. With the blockage of more of your airway, tears prick your eyes as you struggle to breathe. Although he lightens up after a few beats of your pounding heart, he keeps your mouth stretched wide.

Flattening himself to place his head level with your crotch, he roughly tears away the fabric hiding your entrance from him. Admiring it for a moment, you can imagine that he'd be licking his lips in anticipation if he had the ability. You feel the blood rush to your cheeks the longer he stares, only to be caught off guard when he shoves a thick tentacle of slime into your hole without warning.

Unlike the stretch of a human penis, Han stretches you until your body fights back. A sense of euphoria clouds your thoughts as he fills you perfectly. Solidifying his form slightly, he begins slowly moving the appendage back and forth. You feel your eyes roll back as the sensations overwhelm your whole body. You want to whine, to moan, to squirm about - you want to react so badly, but Han has you unable to do a thing. As he slowly works your body, you lose your mind trying but failing to grind faster.

He can feel your fight despite the lack of movement, so his voice vibrates against your body again, "Shh. Let me take care of you. I know it's slow, but we can't overwhelm your body right from the start. Not when there's so much time left in the day."

You taste the salt from his words on your tongue as your tears mix with his slime. With such a powerful, convincing voice, you can't help but relax your body and listen to his words, even despite such an intense urge for more. Fueled by your tears, the monster growls as he tries to restrict himself from ruining you too quickly.

Wihtin a half hour of mind-numbingly slow sex, he lets his feral urges win as he speeds up. The change in pace shocks your body back into wanting to react. Feeling this, he removes the slime from your mouth, wrapping it instead around your throat. Unable to connect your brain to your tongue, a series of unintelligable noises and curses leave your throat in a near whisper. The ocasional addition of his alias mixed into your mumbling invites him to pound harder, but instead of moving his appendage, he takes a different approach. Dropping your arms down to your side, he tightens his binds around your waist and begins bouncing your body up and down.

Although he made himself fill you perfectly, the sensations change now that your body moves instead of forcibly staying still. Adding to this, he envelopes your clit in another strand, letting the ever-flowing liquid massage your sensitive ball of nerves. The sensations overwhelm you, as it feels unlike anything you've had before. Far better than even the best human sex you've experienced, you find yourself falling victim to the addicting touch Han provides. As your body heats up and tenses, you feel yourself reaching your high. Silently urging you to orgasm, Han sucks up all of your juices as they flow out, enjoying the taste as it melts into him.

Coming down after orgasm doesn't last long, as Han tightens the bind around your neck and continues to bounce you on his slime cock. He removes the sensations from your clit to lessen the overstimulation, but refuses to stop after tasting your sweet orgasm. As the sun progresses its movement across the sky, you can't even think about anything, your mind fucked straight out of you.

Meanwhile, the rest of your party begin to worry about your extended absence. Everyone trusted that you'd be able to handle the creatures nearby, but now they're concerned for your safety. Suiting up in their heavy armor to make up for the lack of their tank, they venture outside the city to try and find you.

Sensing movement in the forest nearby, Han returns the pressure to your clit to bring you to your second intense orgasm. Slowing down as you ride through another high, he lays you down onto solid ground and asks you to come visit him again in the future. Catching your breath, you lie on the grass with your clothes soaked and falling apart, in a puddle of slime. You wipe the tears off of your cheeks before hearing a familiar voice calling out to you, followed by four pairs of feet rushing towards you.

Despite your blissed-out state, your team only notices your lack of armor, torn clothing, and red puffy eyes and assume you fought against a tough, high-level monster. Checking your limbs for injury and draping a cloak over your exposed body, they ignore your outrageous explanation about sex with a slime and carry you back into the city for a long rest.

Tags: @kwanisms @sanjoongie @kpop-stories-21 @mo0nbeams

[pilfappreciator]

Can you write about Veneer... Just, like, anything at all. I'm BEGGING. They could be headcanons, drabbles, oneshots, ANYTHING. My little gay mind can't handle it. If you don't have any ideas here are some that I have off the top of my head ^_^ (also if you could make any of these male reader I will love you forever BUT you obviously don't have to <33)

- Baking with him (but either veneer or the reader is a nightmare in the kitchen and everything goes wrong)

- Having a slumber party !! (Doing eachothers nails, hair, makeup, watching movies, just talking, possibly falling asleep in eachothers arms and being embarrassed in the morning)

- Playing hide and seek together

- CHRISTMAS WITH VENEER!!! (Decorating the house/Christmas tree, getting presents, playing out in the snow, just general festive activities:3)

- Reader who has a shit ton of stuffies and has named them all (introducing them to Veneer, cuddling, fluffy things)

- Eepy time (sleeping/cuddling hcs, shenanigans, not being able to fall asleep, weird midnight chats)

I had more but I forgot....

NAHHH UR LITERALLLY SO BASED I LOVE YOU FOR THAT!!! Veneer is literally such a criminal cuz like?? He kidnapped someone, tortured them, AND he stole your heart??? SOMEONE STOP HIM ASDKJALJSLD

Ended up combining a few of your ideas into one big concept! Hope you don't mind :3

Also heads up that this takes place before the events of Band Together took off! Just figured it'd be kinda hard to throw a sleepover when your ass is literally in prison lol

Veneer x Reader: when your favorite twink invites you to a sleepover

Includes: Male! Reader, sleepover shenanigans, fluff, slight angst, gaygaygaygay—

💎 You and Veneer would have to be INCREDIBLY close before he even considered invited you over

💎 Tbh I feel like getting invited to hangout with this guy in any way is actually? Kind of a privilage?? Like his fame is obviously a big factor in that but growing up, I doubt he had any actual friends who weren't his sister. I imagine him as kinda shy and non-confrontational as a kid, and though Velvet wasn't the BEST sibling, she never hesitated to cuss out whatever poor soul chose to pick on her brother. She's always been the one to lead and Veneer has always just followed

💎 I mean... the guy literally participated in tortue just cuz his sister told him to. He sheep coded as hell 😔

💎 So yeah, this boy probably has like zero experience when it comes to having friends who don't use him for his fame and/or are related to him by blood. Luckily you came along! Now he's actually got someone with whom he shares a genuine connection with!!

💎 Whether that connection is strictly platonic has... yet to be determined >;3c

💎 WITH THAT BEING SAID!! This guy has never once participated in a sleepover (hanging out in his sister's room doesn't count), and he's got absolutely no clue what to do ://

💎 Will conduct numerous amounts of research days in advance! And by research, I mean he's binging all his favorite chick flicks and having Krimp take notes aslkdhaljsdl

💎 FR THO!! THIS BOY IS JITTERY AS HELL WHEN THE TIME COMES TO ASK YOU OUT OVER LIKE---!

💎 "Oh heyyyy, (____)! Fancy seeing you here!"

"This... is my house?"

"R-right, right! Obviously! Um, anyway, do you like sleeping?"

"Uh."

"Also, u-uh, totally unrelated but have you ever wondered what the inside of my house looks like?"

💎 Pls just accept his invitation. If he gets any redder he might pop a blood vessel or something

💎 Heaves out the BIGGEST sigh once you say yes. He'll try to play himself off as nonchalant even though he's absolutely ecstatic, but like... the boy is literally vibrating with excitement okay, he's not fooling anyone lol

💎 Once the big day comes and you show up to his house— sorry, MANSION? Prepare yourself cuz he is most definitely giving a tour. From the indoor pool, to the outdoor pool, to the personal studio/production room, to the many walk-in closets, to a room that is literally just one big ball pit, to a heigh-ceiling hallway just lined with photos/painting of him and his sister... he is NOT afraid to show off asdkajsdlkhjf

💎 (Sidenote: don't worry about Velvet potentially intruding on the sleepover. She's agreed to step out for the day on her brother's behalf. Was definitely pretty pissy about having to vacate her own home but eventually relented... but Veneer definitely owes her for her kindness)

💎 Yknow all those cliche sleepover activities people do in movies? Yeah, you guys are doing literally all of them

💎 Such a dumbass <33

💎 NO LIKE ACTUALLY THO?? Krimp made Veneer a list of popular and totally optional things to do at a sleepover and the second he saw it, he was just like "uugh, seems like a lot of work but I GUESS I'll do it 🙄"

💎 You guys are painting your nails matching colors, doing facemasks, messing around with each others' hair— the whole shebang!! And considering this dude is rich as fuck, you just KNOW he's got nothing but all the top-of-the-line products 😤😤. Only the finest for him (and you <33)

💎 LET HIM DO YOUR MAKEUP!! I feel like he really enjoys it as a whole! Like it's probably his favorite part of getting ready for shows or just his day in general, and the only person he's done makeup for is Velvet (tho those instances were VERY rare)... but if you just? Suggest that he does yours for you?? Like just sitting back so he can do his thing, allowing him to call the shots like he rarely ever does???

💎 Literally swooning SO HARD ASLDHKALKJSJDLKJA

💎 Unfortunately the whole thing kinda backfires on him cuz: 1) you're already super cute without makeup, and 2) he knows what he's doing and could easily boost someone's looks with just some eyesliner and the right shade of lipstick

💎 He makes you look hotter, is basically what I'm getting at

💎 He's not sure if he's just done himself a huge favor or screwed himself over for the rest of the night

💎 Considering his crazy wealth and the fact he probably grew up pretty sheltered/spoiled, I doubt this boy knows anything about how a kitchen works lol. Like most of his meals were either made for him by Krimp or served at high-end hoity-toity restaurants with caviar that probably cost more than most organs sell on the black market ://

💎 So yeah, dinner is really gonna come down to you and your skill level

💎 If you know you're away around, CONGRATS!! You've just signed yourself up for cooking lessons with Veneer! And yes, the kitchen WILL end up a mess (but no worries, he'll just make Krimp clean it up). You'll definitely have to take the lead here and he's more than happy to let you do so! Just tell him what spices you need or what utensil to grab, and his ass is on it 🫡 If you wanna teach him how to knead dough or peel certain ingredients?? He won't complain (especially if said activity requires you two to be in close proximity hehe)

💎 Do NOT leave him alone in the kitchen for more than 10 seconds. You'll just return to find him trying to cut strawberries with the dull side of a knife u_u

💎 If you're also total shit in the kitchen?? No worries! Veneer may be living that high life but he's not above ordering takeout lol

💎 Remember those chick flicks I mentioned earlier? Yeah, you two are totally running a marathon of those. If you happen to have any good recs or other movies you happen to like?? He's totally willing to give them a try! Just know that if it's a scary movie… he's gonna be wrapped around you like a koala and screaming into your ear at every jumpscare

💎 He may be talentless but this boy can hit a high note if he feels he's in danger

💎 He may be different from his sister in some ways, but one attribute he shares with her is the fact that he's a TOTAL GOSSIP LIKE?? THIS BOY IS MORE THAN PREPARED TO SPILL THE TEA ON ANY GIVEN OCCASION—

💎 "Oh my gosh, did you HEAR about what happened to Nikki Mirage the other day??"

"No? Wait, who's that again?"

"YOU DON'T KNOW WHO--- okay, sit down so I can educate you 😤"

💎 Him and Velvet literally thrive on drama, idk what else to tell you

💎 (he might also spill some tea about his sister... nothing too incriminating, but like, a few embarrassing childhood stories couldn't hurt, right?)

💎 Late night talks are a MUST!! At some point in the night the two of you end up like... nestled under the covers of whatever fort you guys threw together... you're facing each other, heads centimeters apart as you share a pillow... whispering and giggling for no real reason...

💎 Maybe he vents a little about his insecurities and the way Velvet treats him, less like a brother and more like a shadow she can manipulate as she pleases... and maybe you grab his hand under the blanket... yknow, just to comfort him or whatever...

💎 Veneer only ever gets physical affection when he visits his parents, and even then it's just like? The bare minimum?? Pats on the head/shoulder/back, brief hugs, chaste kisses on his cheek— that kinda crap. And it's so tragic cuz this boy is literally the biggest little spoon to ever spoon. Like actually pls just hold him

💎 If he wakes up the next morning to find you laying behind him? Arms wound around his middle?? You face burried against his neck/shoulder blades/top of his head????

💎 He is not moving from that spot even after you wake up too <33

Cannibal, I absolutely ADORE YOU FOR THIS ASK!! LITERALLY SO FUN TO WRITE SAKLJASADKJSD THANK YOU SO MUCH <3333 (was originally gonna split this into two parts but was like, "nah, this ask deserves to be hella long" uwu)

Veneer redemption arc when??

[stardust-kenobi]

If your reqs are still open, could you do

8) “Don’t argue. Just do it.” with Din Djarin/Mandolorian?

Tysm <33

I’m weak just thinking about this tbh. Your wish is my command 💕

Din Djarin x GN!Reader drabble

Warnings: feisty frustrated mando, dub con⚠️, SMUT (oral m receiving), lil degradation lil praise

Batting your eyelashes wouldn’t melt his heart or expose his soft side for you, not this time. Especially as he practically dragged you back to the Crest from the village you’d settled in for the day, his tight grip rubbing your arm raw. You stumbled over your own feet through the brush of the forest, trying to keep up with him. You’d teased him one too many times today, and he’d had enough. Biting your lip in anticipation, you could only fantasize of how bad he wanted to use you.

Din didn’t even make it inside the ship before he turned to you, and pushed you down to your knees, right into the damp grass.

“Someone’s eager today, hm?” You smirked, finding so much arousal and amusement in his body language.

“Enough” He scolded, his frantic hands working to unfasten the clasp of his pants. You tried to help, but his stiffened cock was already freed by the time you’d raised your hands.

“I dont know, Mando, you seemed pretty frustrated with me earlier. You sure you want me to suck your cock?” You raised your brows, hesitating to touch him, starving him even further.

“Don’t argue, just do it” He growled coldly, commanding you to take him into your mouth, “and I don’t want to hear another word from you. Make good use of that mouth of yours”

Happily, you obeyed, but still teased him with the pace, moving slowly to wrap your lips around the tip of his throbbing length. He clenched his fist, which you only noticed from your peripheral vision. The frustration was evident, but you only found it to be more fun.

“Kriff, Y/N, stop teasing” He groaned.

Deciding to release him from such frustration, you suddenly pushed him to the back of your throat, feeling his cock fill every inch of your mouth. Din threw his head back, a gruff, low, animalistic moan escaped him, which gave you butterflies. You moaned around him in response, feeling an ache form suddenly between your legs.

To tend to your ache, your hand found it way to your arousal, and began rubbing yourself to find relief.

“Look at you, can’t even help touching yourself can you?” He condescendingly scoffed, a smirk coming through in his tone, “does my cock in your mouth really turn you on that much, sweetheart?”

Looking up the length of his body as you kneeled in front of him, your eyes pierced his visor, wanting to stare deep into his soul as you moved your mouth up and down his entire length. His size was impressive, and tears began slowly forming in your eyes with every time you had him fully fitted against your tongue, the tip pressing your throat.

“Fuck, just like that” He praised, finally letting you know that you were doing good.

His hand weaved into your hair, subtly pushing on the back of your head, giving you no choice to stop as you brought him close to his orgasm. You savored the feeling of being used by him, and feeling as though you existed just to please him turned you on.

As you increased your pace, his grip on your head tightened, and he groaned deeply and breathlessly, letting you know he was getting close.

“I’m going to fill that pretty little mouth of yours, cyar’ika” Din whimpered, his hold on you began to falter.

The motions you created against your own pleasure picked up now, tipping yourself closer and closer to the edge. Delicate noises came from deep within you as your orgasm burst open, sending vibrations over his cock as he reached his climax. Your pleasure made you slow down only slightly, and in response, Din pressed your head back down, overwhelming your senses while you rode out your high.

You felt his release coat your tongue as he spat profanities through his modulator, working through the peak of his pleasure and the relief of his pent up frustration. You choked on him, another tear now falling from your eye as you obediently swallowed all of his cum.

“You tease me like that again, and I’ll show you a real punishment” Din promised, taking hold of your chin and pushing your face up to meet his gaze. You shivered in excitement.

-

[bunnybubae]

✍🏻 !FIC REC LIST! 📖

Hello there! I've been using this platform for the past 6 years, mostly to read the amazing works of super talented writers! I would like to share my all time fave with you and at the same time, show them how mutch their work is appreciated! Here is a list, I'll update it from time to time, reblogging whenever I'll add new works, please remember to support the writers with all the love they deserve by reblogging their fics, by commenting and by using their ask box to share your thoughts! 💜

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Oh My God, They Were (Quarantined) Roommates by @ot7always 💜

Summary: What do you do when you’re quarantined for months on end with Jeon Jungkook - S tier cuddler, workout robot, and thirst trap extraordinaire? Fuck him, you guess.

Warnings: *takes deep breath* soft dom!Jungkook, sub!reader, dirty talk, vibrator use, fingering, size kink, hair pulling, pussy slapping, degradation, praise, unprotected sex, overstimulation, creampie, multiple orgasms, cum-eating, oral (m&f receiving), marking, spanking, face-fucking, rough sex, morning sex, soft sex, body worship, teasing, rimming, ass-eating, anal fingering, butt plug use, anal sex, cumshot, aftercare (don’t stress, this isn’t all one scene.

—hot boy bummer. (m) by @jungkxook 💜

Summary: when jungkook offers you a proposition of just sex, no strings attached, how can you possibly say no? after all, what are best friends for?

Warnings: kind of a crack fic, sprinkle of angst, way too casual conversations mid-sex, jealous jungkook, slight himbo jungkook tbh (he’s kind of a sweet loveable idiot), he also has a big dick oops, man bun and blonde jungkook to feed my fantasies!, multiple smut scenes!!!, missionary, dry humping, oral sex (m receiving), face fucking, unprotected sex, slight degradation (mostly jungkook hating himself), brief name calling, light choking, sort of praise kink.

I Heard a Rumor. jjk by @taeshobipop 💜

Summary: One slip of a finger, and you realize you’ve liked an Insta photo of college hotshot Jeon Jungkook…from two years ago. You manage to unlike it within seconds, except it’s too late — Damn Kim Namjoon and his lightning-fast eyes. Do not tell a soul, you hiss. The man merely smirks. Next thing you know, a rumor is spread throughout campus. Y/n likes Jungkook…and now he knows.

Warnings: spitting (y/n has a spitting kink don’t ask idk what i was thinking pls it’s not that bad), protected sex, fingering, making out, a little grinding, frat party, alcohol consumption, Namjoon is very unhelpful.

It Takes Two by @junghelioseok 💜

Summary: You don't need retrospect to tell you that dating a coworker was a bad idea. Two months after your breakup, he seems to have moved on to someone new━and quite happily. If his social media is to be believe. Meanwhile, the one new thing in your life is your roommate, Jungkook, who seems nice enough. Just nice enough to coax into coming to your company's annual holiday party, and more than handsome enough to show off a little bit. Or, as it turns out, a lot.

Warnings: slow burn, one (1) awkward boner, tatted!kook, long-haired!kook, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, jk's big dick, squirting.

By Its Cover (M) by @gimmesumsuga 💜

Summary: The one where Jungkook makes a horrifically bad first impression. 

Warnings: Jungkook is actually an absolute sweetheart.  Smut; kissing, handjobs, fingering and unprotected penetrative sex. 

Blizzard (M) by @curly-bangtan 💜

Summary: When a blizzard hits your town, you and your shy awkward roommate are forced to spend time together, not being able to leave the house due to the strong snowstorm. To make matters worse, the power gets cut in the middle of his shower. Which also means no heating.

Warnings: bit of a slow burner, vanilla!Jungkook, virgin!reader, dry humping, penetrative sex, fingering, oral (m receiving), losing virginity, shy soft boy Koo with a crush and a noona kink, your heart could possibly burst from how cute he is.

Liars and Fire (M) by @kpopfanfictrash 💜

Summary: It’s been nearly a year since your divorce was finalized. Why, then, do you still find yourself falling into bed with your ex?

Warnings (Smut): oral (female receiving), some nipple play, fingering, delayed/withheld orgasms.

Warnings (Other): mentions of miscarriage, mentions of therapy, slight jealousy from jungkook.

L is for Lunacy (M) by @kpopfanfictrash 💜

Summary: After two years of being sworn enemies (and 42,000 words of shenanigans), you and Jungkook had finally begun dating. As it turned out though, dating wasn’t any easier than coming up with the perfect witty retort to wipe the smirk from his face. When you came to the first Big Decision of the relationship, it was honestly anyone’s guess as to how things would go.  

Warnings: handcuffs (male + female), oral (male + female), very explicit dirty talk, degradation, semi-public making out, spanking, condom-less sex, cum play, things get soft (except Jungkook’s dick). Seokjin randomly procures invitations to formal events; no one really knows how.

How to Get a Guy. jjk [1] - [2] by @taeshobipop 💜

Summary: Star basketball player Jeon Jungkook has a reputation as the ultimate fuckboi. He’s loved by everyone. Everyone. And you would have followed suit if he had not broken all your strict Roommate Rules™ within the first week of his stay. Jungkook, on the other hand, thinks you’re absolutely bizarre. But there’s a silver lining — Mr. Fuckboi here knows basketball captain Min Yoongi, your dreadfully clueless crush. He strikes up a deal with you: he’ll teach you the ways of flirting if you lessen your load of rules (so Jungkook can continue perusing his way through the ladies on campus). Yet the longer Jungkook spends with you, the more he realizes that maybe he doesn’t want to be the campus fuckboi anymore. The problem is, how does he prove that to you?

Warnings: protected sex, oral (f. receiving), handjob through clothes??, cumming in pants :D, slow burn, a lot of making out, titty sucking, cursing, alcohol consumption from parties, drug (weed) consumption (but not main pairing), marking with nails (not from y/n tho omg), jk sleeps around, and he’s a basketball player oof, honestly jk and y/n are just hella confused.

What's mine is mine by @avveh 💜

Summary: You caught his eye from day one. As far as Jungkook was concerned, you were always meant to be his.

Warnings: Jealous behavior, possessive streaks (a lot…), masturbation, sexting, phone sex, elements of D/S, rough sex, slight impregnating kink, breathplay, degrading names, and copious amounts of dirty talk in general, continued disregard for safe sex THAT SHOULD NOT BE COPIED.

one morning stand (m) by @rendaze 💜

Summary: in which you and jungkook have one night stands with roommates and happen to be sneaking out at the same time.

Warning: don’t be fooled by the first half being fluff lmao; rough sex, a lot of dirty talk (jk will not shut up), heavy degradation (use of ‘slut’, ‘whore’, etc.), consensual slut-shaming (reader is into it), exhibitionism, cumplay, cum swallowing, unprotected sex, breeding kink, reader gets tied up at one point.

Ember Burning (M) by @kpopfanfictrash 💜

Summary: The dragon riders of Duret Ghal are known across the continent; fierce warriors who take to the skies on their leashed, winged beasts. You are the last Dragon Queen of Ashya, ruler of a dying species who can transform from human to Dragon at will. When a new foe emerges which threatens both Dragon and rider alike, you find yourself forced to broker peace with your former enemy. The King of Duret Ghal, and a dragon rider himself: Jeon Jungkook.

NSFW Warnings: oral (male and female), nipple play, fingering, multiple orgasms, big cock, dirty talk, hair pulling (her to him).... tattooed, man-bun jungkook who has a big sword.

Trigger Warnings: somewhat graphic depiction of a shoulder injury.

stars behind waves | jjk (m) by @taegularities 💜

Summary: With a decade’s distance between Jungkook and you, your paths cross on the same island you deemed your second home years ago. And you realise once again – the ocean can never compare to the twinkle in his starry eyes.

Warnings: so so much yearning and pining, gentle fuckboy jk cos i’ve no control over myself, a bit of jealousy, the first kiss, arguments/fighting, unresolved issues, heartbreak, angry confessions; explicit sexual content: making out, asking for permission, dom & big dick jk, handjob in the shower, oral (m. & f. receiving), some clit slapping, some biting, squirting, jk loves her tits... and her ass even more, fingering, protected sex, soft and rough sex, body worship !!, jk is SUCHHH a goner, he comes on her ass, aftercare, praises; so many emotions; lmk if i forgot smth!

The Present by @btssmutgalore 💜

Summary: Your best friend’s boyfriend Jungkook has a special wish for his birthday—you. This maybe wouldn't be such a problem if you weren't into him since the day you'd met him.

Warnings: MFF threesome, oral (M and F receiving), same-sex kissing, unprotected sex (always wrap it, folks), a lot of dirty talk, weird relationship dynamics, extremely mature

ruin you | kth & jjk (m) | masterpost by @taegularities 💜

"it started with a gentle spark and harmless gazes; but by now, you’re caught in a wildfire that will expand until you’re burned inside and out."

Summary of the first part: His eyes hold unfathomable darkness that lures you in, captures your very soul, steals any air you are trying to draw. And you know without a doubt that you're on the path to utter and irrevocable ruination.

Warnings of the first part: explicit sexual content, dom!taehyung, switch!reader (but mostly sub), switch!jungkook, blindfolding, some bondage (reader gets tied up), wax play, lots of dirty talk, oral (f. & m. receiving), fingering, kinda praise kink, rough sex, messy sex, unprotected sex (you know it folks, be careful), like one spank?, light choking, breast play, cuckolding/voyeurism kinda (yes - jungkook is into watching), swearing, y/n probably can’t walk the next day and she loves it, threesome (obviously)

idealizations concerning real life relations | jjk (m) by @venusiangguk 💜

Summary: jungkook loves to be loved, but he doesn’t love in return.

Warnings: jk is so sweet, but also so evil lmao, oc lives in her little noggin, angsty fwb, drug and alcohol use, tattoos, multiple smut scenes that include: oral (m/f), fingering (f), light face slapping (with hand and cock??), praise, degradation, marking, dirty talk, so many creampies yum, multiple orgasms, kissing :(, cumming in pants :), probably more but i cant think of it, ok other stuff now, manipulation, infidelity, oc thinks jk is made of stars :(, jk thinks she is so pretty :(, misunderstandings, some fluff if you squint, brunette jk, blonde jk, n blue jk,  1 mentions of: howls moving castle, too many mentions of: stars, the color pink

A Holiday Snowdown (M) by @kpopfanfictrash 💜

Summary: The Inn on the Hill is in trouble. Or that's what your boss, Namjoon, says during the last-minute All Staff holiday meeting he calls. You need money, and you need money fast, or his parents are planning to sell the resort. When no one can think of an easy solution, Namjoon proposes his parents' idea: a weeklong social media blitz with a celebrity guest. The celebrity? None other than Jungkook Jeon himself: two-time Olympic gold medalist, world-class snowboarder and the nation's sweetheart. What's the problem? You happen to have met Jungkook Jeon before, and sincerely hoped you'd never see him again.

Rating/Warnings: 18+ for sexual content. Fingering, oral (female receiving), hand job, mutual masturbation, breast play, some face riding, dirty talk, orgasm denial, clit smacking (is there a non plural form of this?), cum shot on chest. Mentions of past death (does not occur during story). Ankle injury (non-graphic). Yoongi is an enthusiastic MC. Bam is adorable. Jungkook has both lip and eyebrow piercing

Sugarplum Elegy (M) by @bymoonchild 💜

Summary: You know no bounds nor depth with Jungkook. While your fuck buddy loves sleeping in your bed and doing laundry for you with his favourite fabric softener, you are in love with a mysterious honeyed, velvety voice on Soundcloud. All’s fine, until you find out that the voice that metaphors your heart to a sweet sugarplum melody actually belongs to the boy who has been taking up a special spot in your bed and in your heart, strumming at your heartstrings all this while.

Warnings: Explicit language, hopeless and helpless pining, constipated feelings, lots of smut, rimming, cum-eating, spitting, blowjob, fingering, classroom sex, Jungkook is emotionally constipated but wbk 

Bunny [1] - [2] - [3] by @btssmutgalore 💜

Summary: An anonymous streamer puts on a show every couple of days. When you become one of his biggest fans, your social life takes a hit—you'd rather stay glued to your laptop and stare at him than go out and meet men in real life. But, what if?

Warnings: Oral (m and f receiving), intercourse, dirty talk, unprotected sex

blackout | jjk [1] - [2] - [3] by @jjungxkook 💜

Summary: Utility bills shooting up like this should be an international crime. Luckily, Jungkook has the perfect idea(s) to save up money and make your night sinfully unforgettable.

Warnings: swearing, he’s just a bit of a fuckboy, bickering, swooning over/thirsting for jk (🤷‍♀️), a manually induced fake blackout? dunno those 2 are odd k, they play uno, a lot of spending time in the darkness, kook has no chill, teasing, consent, dirty talk, fingering, cmnf for a while, sexual tension, oral (both receiving), shower sex, choking, hair pulling, reader cries a bit, jk likes to praise, dry humping?, pussy and tits slapping rip (and some ass ig), making out🙄, manhandling, jk loves her tits and ass and plays with them (a lot), he’s sweet but cocky too, protected sex, dom + big dick kook

Love to Hate (Master List) by @kpopfanfictrash 💜

Summary: Born with a silver spoon in your mouth, you've done your best to rid yourself of the taste since you were old enough to walk. Occasionally though, your mother manages to rope you into an obligatory function—or a blind date with playboy bilionaire, Jeon Jungkook. Jungkook stands for everything you loathe about the world you left behind, but you can't deny the spark of attraction between you. Intrigued by the promise of mutual satisfaction, you agree to one night in bed... and quickly realize you're in far, far deeper than you ever intended.

Warnings of the first part: semi-public nudity, slight voyeurism, dirty talk (mention of a threesome, mention of restraints), nipple play, fingering, spanking, oral (male), face-fucking, multiple orgasms, slight possessiveness, jungkook calls y/n sweetheart and princess; seokjin is not in the fic (yet), I'm sorry about that.

Dilf Jk: Series Masterlist [The Art Of] by @venusiangguk 💜

Summary: you find a baby in your store and in turn, a dilf finds you.

Warnings of the first part: cute baby!!!, jk being a good dad, he likes to garden :(, dom jk, sub oc, age gap, handjob, coming in pants, AYOOO OC GOT A FAT COOCHIE, lowkey body worship, fat coochie supremacy, oral (m/f), safe sex, sexual tension, praise, multiple orgasms, eye contact, jk likes to watch 🥴, asking for permission, jk’s lowkey controlling i guess but it’s soft and like not toxic lol, PLAYFUL use of the word ‘daddy’, no actual daddy kink 🙄, dirty talk

Mind in the Gutter (M) by @kpopfanfictrash 💜

Summary: Starting over is never fun. Especially not when you decide to take the phrase fully to heart; new job, new city, new coworkers and new relationships. When you are dragged to a happy hour by your new co-worker, Taehyung, you end up sitting beside a (very) cute, (very) shy IT worker named Jungkook. Several drinks later, he mentions he is in a professional bowling league with his friends and you rather enthusiastically invite yourself along. As time passes and you begin to grow closer, you still find it impossible to read Jungkook. Working in the same company and seeing each other so often, it is only so long before one of you snaps. But who? (HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY JUNGKOOK!)

Warnings: dirty talk, thigh-grinding, public make-out sesh, inappropriate bowling innuendo, Jungkook’s abs, light choking.

Over the Edge (M) by @kpopfanfictrash 💜

Summary: so, you’re dating. everything is dandy, the sex is knocking your socks off, but what happens when you get in the First Real Fight? 

Warnings: semi-public sex, mirror sex, dirty talk (slight degradation), unprotected sex, a sweaty locker room

A Thousand Reasons Why | jjk (M) by @taegularities 💜

Summary: “And if all of this experience was indeed a dream, you chose to stay just a little longer.” After leaving to work towards his dream rather than the bonds that shackle him to home, you didn’t expect to see Jungkook again years later at your best friend’s wedding. And even less, for love to rekindle at second glance.

Warnings: a whole laundry list tf: (past) minor character death, somewhat toxic parents, (mentions of) gambling, blond & then 5th muster pied piper (fuckboy) jk lol, this jimin, jealousy, alcohol consumption, unrequited love (not between jk & oc), friends fighting; explicit multiple (2) sex scenes that include: dom & big dick!jk, light hair pulling, marking, tiddie sucking/breast play, clit pinching, pussy slapping, soft & rough sex, praising, biting, some spit ig, oral (f. & m.), fingering, handjob, consent <3, cockwarming, squirting, oversensitivity, multiple orgasms, mouth fucking,… uhh, consensual drunk sex, protected & unprotected sex…. yeah

The Boy with Galaxies in his Eyes | jjk by @oddinary4bts

Summary: you had never thought the night sky could be found in someone’s eyes. That is, until you met Jeon Jungkook and his gravity pulled you in. Will he crush you with the galaxies in his eyes, or will you learn to explore his worlds and make them yours?

Warnings: oc’s ex-boyfriend died and it takes an important place in the story, swearing, fuckboy Jungkook, fuckgirl oc, a whole bunch of red flags, miscommunication (they learn how to communicate don’t worry), exes that can’t stay out of your life, alcohol, they be a little toxic but they get better, explicit content: fingering, pussy slapping, squirting, oral sex (male and female receiving), mouth fucking, dirty talking, jungkook has a slight begging kink and an exhibitionism kink (not that present in the fic), dom!jk, switch!reader, car sex, sex in a tent, hair pulling (I think), tits/nipple play, unprotected sex, a little bit of ass slapping, mentions of choking

[siren-serenity]

im okay with dom reader x sub gun too!! in fact, i love it even more tbh 🤭 can't wait to read a ff about that if you eve write it, love ya stay safe

SUB! GUN PARK

"What are you going to do about it?" Gun didn't notice it until it was too late. Suddenly, his back arched upwards, mouth open in between a breathless gasp and a loud moan, as your two lube-lathered fingers entered his entrance. He feels everything - from your teasing and prodding at his walls to the scissoring motion stretching him out from the insides. "Mmph! M-More!" "Greedy," You spit out with a glint in your eyes, yet you comply. Two fingers become three and his tight, snug little hole clenches around your digits with a familiar warmth. His eyes roll back to reveal pure black voids and his fist clenches around the couch's material. "F-Fuck!"

characters: gun park (mentioned to have a pussy), gn!reader (mentions having a cock but can be intrepreted/seen as a strap on) warnings: nsfw, dom/sub relationships, degradation a/n: - a sub!gun just makes me drool... - feedback is appreciated!

Before Gun Park could even say anything, you're already halfway done with the buttons on his shirt, lips crashing and molding against his like a tidal wave, unable to fight back, and tongue swirling and capturing his in a dominant dance. The doorway hangs half-open and lewd noises and loud pants echo in the hallways of Gun's expensive residence.

"What," You growl out in the middle of a kiss. Gun's sharp nails claw onto your back and bleary eyes blink back at you, clouded over in a haze of lust. "the fuck was that all about?"

A smirk curls onto those lips of his; pink, plump, kissable lips that you would want to nip and suck at all night long. "Oh, you mean the woman?"

"Don't play with me," You lift his legs up and slam his back against the wall. Your hands squeeze around his inner thighs as you tilt your head to capture him in another kiss. You felt the back of his ankles digging into your back as he tugs you closer, unbuttoning your shirt and letting it fall to the floor before running his hands all over your chest. A blaze of lust follows his hands and you nip at his lips. "You want to be fucked so badly?"

Gun lets out a low, guttural groan, igniting something in your soul and answering your question. A blazing fire, flames ignited by pure lust, flare up, and you whirl away from the walls to throw him onto the couch. He crawls back until his back bumps into the arm of the couch and you cage him in your arms.

"You flirted with someone else, daring to squeeze her ass and tits to get my attention?" You tug his hair, tilting his face to meet yours. Another hand sneaks down to grab the box underneath the couch and you thump it on the table. "You also dared to fucking wink at me?"

"What are you going to do about it?" Gun rasps out, his obsidian eyes locking yours in a deathly stare-match. His lips curve into a confident smirk. He didn't notice it until it was too late. Suddenly, his back arched upwards, mouth open in between a breathless gasp and a loud moan, as your two lube-lathered fingers entered his entrance. He feels everything - from your teasing and prodding at his walls to the scissoring motion stretching him out from the insides. "Mmph! M-More!"

"Greedy," You spit out with a glint in your eyes, yet you comply. Two fingers become three and his tight, snug little hole clenches around your digits with a familiar warmth. His eyes roll back to reveal pure black voids and his fist clenches around the couch's material.

"F-Fuck!"

You pull out, leaving Gun aching for more. You twist your lips into a confident smirk, showing him the large vibrating dildo you prepared, and without further pause, you slide it past Gun's entrance and it brushed against his prostate. You fiddle with the controller before setting it at the maximum speed.

"H-Holy shit-"

Vibrating noises echo in the living room and Gun's fist spring out to clench around the hairs on the base of your neck, tugging hard.

"I want your c-cock," Gun growls out despite the vibrating noises coming from his pussy. His voice trembled slightly. "Not this p-pathetic excuse of one."

You only sneer before getting up to walk away.

"What the fuck- G-Get back here, Y/N!"

You turn around to give him a mocking wave. Honestly, you should have done this more often; the satisfaction blossoming in you seeing the Gun Park undone by your mere fingers and a vibrating dildo between his legs couldn't compare to any other feeling. His black eyes glare at you as he attempts to stand up, keyword: attempt, before falling back onto the couch as the vibrating dildo pushes against his prostrate again.

"Mmph- F-Fuck! I-I'll just take this s-shit out and go fuck a-another person," He threatens. You just laugh darkly under your breath, giving him low-lidded eyes.

"As if," You prowl forward before caging him in between your arms, towering over his seated form. You look down, leaning in and letting your words flow between the space between you two. "You know the only person that can get you to cum is me, Gun. Don't forget it."

He grumbles before tugging your shoulders forward and kissing you hard and rough. Teeth collide in a painful crash and Gun only leans back onto the couch to get you on top of him, half-hard erections brushing against each other and he moans.

"Fuck me properly, Y/N," He grunts, thrusting his hips up to get more friction. His mouth hangs open as he pants. "You want this too."

You only pull away to give him an incredulous look. "Please- I could just jerk off myself. But you..."

Trailing a finger along his prominent V-lines made from continuous hours of hard work, you continue. "You can't even orgasm without me. You're nothing without my help."

It seems as if your words broke him as Gun lets out a tiny whimper.

"Fine...fuck me, please?"

You jerk his chin upwards so his black eyes lock onto your own. One word and you would do anything. Because you know that he had to give up and shed all traces of his pride to even whisper it, let alone say it. He was vulnerable and you felt pride knowing that only you could see this particular side of him.

"Good boy."

[raccoonhusband]

Theory: Bill Cipher probably ate his Parallel Dimension Twin

Or should I have done an Earl of Lemongrab meme? Okay, jokes and japes aside I feel this has some real merit behind it, that I'll leave under the cut.

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There's a lot of good ideas going around with how exactly Bill destroyed his dimension, but my personal pet theory is that he made contact with his parallel universe twin. Specifically, he consumed him. The evidence of what can happen when parallel universe copies make contact with each other is described in journal 3 by Alternate McGucket:

"As soon as they touched hands, the entire dimension began to warp and fizz with static ... In fact, that whole dimension has ceased to exist."

Time and time again, Bill is associated with static. In his "blood", attempts by the government to vivisect him, his memories of the event, his therapy notes, and depictions of his parents.

We know his goal with what ended up becoming the Euclydian Massacre was to "show everyone what they were missing," and it was enough to destabilize and destroy everything.

How'd he pull it off? I'm thinking he built a dimensional portal of his own, but honestly in this show anthyding can hadplen. It would definitely explain where the portal idea came from in the first place.

But why do I think he consumed his twin? It's all these very suspicious comments he keeps making to Ford specifically...

"How about that; you've got an inferior clone! Why didn't you just eat him in the womb? Think of how powerful you'd be!" "You can't just eat your twin, Bill." "You'd be surprised what you can eat."

And in the microscopically rare moment of honesty where he admits to himself that he's a monster, even if Ford isn't aware Bill's talking about himself yet, he follows up Ford's offer for revenge with, "It would eat you alive." You'd be surprised what you can eat.

And it's not like he hasn't consumed others after, as the page in the Book of Bill on the topic of Human skin, there's a desperate note at the bottom from a Grembley Hemberdrek of Zimtrex 9, who Bill devoured trillions of years ago and who's soul has been trapped inside forever after, tortured with "Good Vibrations" by Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch on an endless loop. Who's to say his parallel twin isn't in there too?

It's very possible that his ultimate goal, aside from getting revenge, opening his world's eyes to the third dimension, and the sweet sweet high of proving everyone wrong was ultimately to find a better world, consume his "inferior twin" and take over his identity in his dimension. Thematically, it would also cement his status as Stanley's dark foil, who also took over and stole his twin's identity leading to a better life, albeit for much nobler reasons.

Additionally, on top of the practical reasons for taking over Earth, choosing Ford had that bonus that he wouldn't be alone by molding Ford in his image. It's why he kept giving him so many chances to join him. By setting him up to destroy his world, betray his twin, and become monsters together, he'd finally have a companion who's exactly like him. Only fitting for the Multiverse's ultimate narcissist, isn't it?

Anyway, if you read this far, thanks! This is only a theory and tbh I'm probably going to be proven wrong in time but hey!

[tenpintsofsundrop]

What would Dick Grayson be like in bed? (Titans Kink Headcanons)

A/N: So originally I was going to publish all of these for all of the characters in one long post, but I got tired/creatively stalled out about halfway through, and it's just been sitting in my drafts unfinished for weeks now. So I have decided to post them for the characters one at a time so that way I can catch up on them and have the energy to complete them really well. The reader is meant to be completely gender neutral, and I don't really know how to put warnings on this, because there is mentions of kinky topics throughout, but it's basically just a list of kinks? Like, the content itself is like a warnings list for a fic. Main warnings are for kinky topics, Daddy kink, and discussions of BDSM.

DC Titans Masterlist

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So... one of those things that is totally obvious to me from the source material is that Dick Grayson is Daddy.

Not just when it comes to Daddy kink (although he definitely does enjoy being called Daddy for sexual gratification). He is the living embodiment of the title of Daddy. And tbh, I think he would love being called Daddy in a non-sexual context - which might sound weird if you've never been in that kind of relationship before. But when you try it out with him, you would probably love it.

It's something he would find comforting. You calling him Daddy in completely non-sexual contexts when you have no sexual intent behind it - it would make him feel good because it brings the joy of having a long term partner who feels comfortable calling him that. And he would definitely also love the casual dominance of it. He would love feeling owned by you because he gets to wear that title 24/7.

But he would be likely to say that it's something the two of you can only do in private - like in text messages or when nobody else is around to hear it, because he holds the title very sacred and he doesn't want others to mock him for it, because it is like a safe space for him. Even if he would 'laugh off' any mockery of it, he would feel hurt deep down inside.

But anyway, speaking of casual dominance - it's something he is obsessed with. I think he loves BDSM as a lifestyle, and for him, when he has a partner, it definitely doesn't stop in the bedroom - he loves setting lifestyle rules for you as a way of taking care of you.

He will set rules about when you eat (to make sure you never miss a meal), what you eat - he wouldn't ban you from eating junk food, but he would limit your intake of sugar and make it mandatory for you to eat a certain amount of healthy foods, and if you have a bad habit of consuming too much caffeine or soda, he is sure as hell gonna use sexual punishments to curb it.

His goal with casual dominance and the rules he makes will always be to take care of you and improve your quality of life - including your physical health and your mental health.

Is he always dominant?

I think that he vastly prefers being dominant because he is a control freak who hates giving up any kind of control, and funnelling those feelings into a BDSM relationship can keep him from exerting his intense need for control in other areas of life - like having emotional fits when other people don't do what he wants and violently beating up criminals. And on very rare occasions, when he is with someone he knows very well and trusts, he will play the submissive role. But I don't think he would ever be a submissive in a long term relationship.

If his sub misbehaves, I think he would avoid using pain as a punishment. I genuinely think he wouldn't be into spanking or any other type of painplay, because at the end of the day - even if he's strict about rules, it really makes his soul ache to hurt you.

One of his favourite punishments is overstimulation. He loves giving oral simply for the fact that he loves overstimulating you with his tongue for hours, and he loves vibrators and even fuck machines for the same reason.

He would use attention denial or ignoring you as a punishment - denying you of affection, or going as far as to ignore you completely if you want to talk to him at all (unless it's an emergency, of course).

He would also use this punishment in combination with overstimulation - setting you up with a vibrator pinned between your thighs and leaving you alone until you're whining and desperate, begging for his attention and ready to apologize for whatever rule you have broken.

I can also see him being into semi-public sex. He would be the type of dom to enjoy putting a remote control vibrator in your underwear just to push the button and watch you squirm at the most inconvenient times. He would also love taking you out to dinner somewhere nice and teasing you under the table, living to see you squirm and become desperate for him.

He would love any kind of bondage - tying you up in different complex ways, blindfolds, gags, all of those kinky things. As long as it doesn't hurt you, he would love seeing you vulnerable and wanting - he would love seeing rope against your skin. (And he would absolutely have the patience and intellect to learn complex shibari just to tie you up.)

And lastly (one that is obvious to me from the show) - Dick has a breeding kink.

He wants to be a father so badly, even if it's unconscious for him - it would come out when he feels you squeezing around his cock. And whether you can get pregnant or not (and whether you want kids or not), he would be obsessed with roleplaying the act of knocking you up. He would be obsessed with seeing his cum leak out of you, and telling you how he's gonna knock you up while he's deep inside of you. The first time you tell him to ditch the condom while having sex, it drives him insane, and it's the best sex of both your lives.

(A/N: I think that's a good round-up of all my headcanons for him lmao.)

[miguel-ohara-eater]

Let me prove it to you. ❤️

(red: Miguel) Trans!Miguel x M!Reader

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(summary: Miguel is feeling a little dysphoric and he talks to you about it. you tell him he's beautiful, but he doesn't believe you. so you prove it.)

CW: blowjob, kinda a slowburn, kinda face humping?, muscle worship, doing it for his pleasure and not yours, unprotected sex, Trans!Miguel x M!Reader. idk what else to put tbh.

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Miguel was standing in your shared body length mirror, just wearing boxers as he looked at himself in the mirror, hands tracing over his scars and hands pulling and squishing at certain parts of his skin to make things smaller or bigger.

you look up from your phone, glancing at him and you raise an eyebrow.

"what are you doing?" you asked and he sighed, running his hand through his hair.

"why do I look like this?" you knew he got dysphoria sometimes, little things here so this wasn't anything new.

"babe, you look fine." you say and go back to your phone.

but today was different, it was more than dysphoria. his eyes got a little bit watery as he put his hands on his hips and looked in the mirror.

"these scars are horrendous, I've got wrinkles and the testosterone isn't letting me grow facial hair, I haven't been going to the gym as much, my hair is turning gray-"

"Miguel." you cut him off, turning off your phone and setting it aside.

he side eyes you. "what."

you raise an eyebrow. "chill. okay? you're beautiful." you smile a bit and stand up off the bed, walking to him.

"yeah right." he mumbles as you put your hands on his slim waist.

"let me prove it to you." you say, kissing his shoulder and wrapping your arms around him.

he puts his hands on your arms, looking back at you and he sighs.

"y'know I'd sell my soul to look like you." he raises an eyebrow

"really? but why?" he questions and you run your hands down his hips.

"because you're sexy. duh." he furrows his eyebrows, being stubborn and not wanting to believe you.

you get on your knees, kissing his hips and you nibble his waist.

he crosses his arms, looking down at you. "what are you doing?"

you smile sweetly, standing up again and pulling him over to the bed. "proving that you're beautiful."

you sit him down on the bed, kissing his face all over, then his neck, then to his chest.

he's clearly enjoying it, but he won't admit it as he sits there with his arms crossed over his top surgery scars, an obvious wet spot soaking through his boxers.

you gently push him down onto the bed, climbing over him and hovering over his hips.

your hand brings his over his head, interlocking your fingers as you kiss his jaw and lips.

"so pretty." you mutter, knowing that 'pretty' gets him going. he smiles a little and puts his other hand on your back, his thumb rubbing against your skin.

you use your other hand to gently remove his, shaking your head.

"this is about you okay?" you smile and he sighs.

"...fine."

he puts his arms up above his head, and you crawl down to his waist, your hands holding each side of his chest and you kiss down his stomach to his happy trail.

he lets out a soft moan, your hands running down his torso to his hips and you tease the waistband of his boxers.

you pull off his boxers, his puffy pussy already dripping as you toss his boxers aside.

you kiss down further until your tongue reaches his clit, giving him small kitten licks on the bundle of nerves that make him go crazy.

his hand reaches down, gently grabbing a fistful of your hair and he moans.

you lick a fat stripe from his entrance up to his clit, his juices pooling in your mouth the longer you tease him.

"...please" he breathes out, looking down at you as he tries to rub himself against your mouth.

you stick your tongue out, easing it inside him and you let him grind against you.

"go ahead." you hum, the vibrations tightening the knot in his stomach. he whines, pushing your face further into him as you keep your tongue deep inside him as he grinds against you.

everytime his hips move, your nose grinds against his clit and it sends shockwaves all throughout his body. his thighs start trembling, his eyes shutting closed and his head leaning back as his mouth hangs open into a pretty 'o' shape.

"I-I'm close" he whimpers, and you grin, sticking your tongue inside him further.

you hum, "mhm." your voice vibrates against his pussy, and with one last buck of his hips the knot loosens in his stomach, cum shooting out of his hole and onto your tongue.

as he rides through his orgasm, you happily drink him up. licking him clean and then sitting up, your face and his thighs covered on saliva and cum.

you wipe your face off with your shirt, tossing it aside afterwards and then unbuttoning your pants.

you climb over him again, discarding your boxers too and you kiss his neck again.

"so sexy." you hum and he runs his hand through your hair.

"g'na fill your pretty pussy up hm?" he nods and you reach down in-between you both, rubbing your rock hard cock in his wetness, coating yourself and using him as lube.

you bite his neck, your hand underneath his head as the other one guides your cock slowly into his entrance.

his hips twitch slightly, his teeth biting his cheeks to keep his moans in.

once you get halfway in, you put your hand on his hip, guiding it in with your hips now. with a groan, you kiss behind his ear.

"so f'kin tight hm? all of this for you okay pretty?" you coo, guiding your hips in and out of his soaking hole.

his lips part slightly, his eyes closing and his eyebrows scrunched together.

he buries his face in your neck, whimpering softly and one hand claws at the bedsheets as the other grabs your ass.

you grunt, your pace getting faster and your heavy and desperate balls hitting his ass.

"f-fuck..." he whines, his back arching and you keep going.

"cum for me okay? can you do that?" you coo, licking his neck and he nods quickly.

not too long after that, his grip on you tightens, his walls clamping down on you as his cum oozes out of him and coats your dick and makes a white ring around your shaft.

after a few more thrusts, your pace stutters and you release white hot ropes of cum into his pussy.

when his orgasm passes, you slowly pull out with a small squelch, laying on top of him and kissing his neck all over.

he grunts softly, wrapping his arms around you and kissing your forehead.

"how do you feel now?" you tease and he smiles a bit.

"better."

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WOOP WOOP. anyways today's is finished 😛

lmk how u like it, I feel like the middle and closer to the end is better than the beginning.

ANYWAYSS SEE U TOMORROW

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[gold-rhine]

kazuha x Haizou and/or Diluc x Venti?

kazuha and heizou are my girlfriends and yes they smoke weed... i think they are super cute together, i hope they get more screen time. they should do more investigations. kazuha for once doesn't have to be psychoanalyzing freaks obsessed with him and just relax and have fun, being a lil weirdo that he is. like roleplay and sniff things for investigations. it would be good for heizou too, kazuha would help him chill down his hyperfixated vibrations a little. this is them btw, heizou is the one about to fall off ass first

diluc\venti is interesting, i can see it. venti would be good sidekick for batmaning bc he can just learn where diluc is from the wind or smth, show up and diluc literally doesn't have leverage to make him leave. venti also likes diluc, but doesn't take his bullshit, i think it was very funny when he was like "okay we GET IT master diluc" or smth like that when diluc was on his 30th rant about knights of favonius. diluc needs good-natured trolling to keep his dramatic ass in check tbh. venti is gonna CRACK UP when he hears the line about rain cleansing souls of criminals. but also they are like. a failed knight and god no one takes seriously. the loss, grief, failed expectations, facades keeping true feelings bottled up, different, but unhealthy coping, they have things in common. also catholicism vibes, which i can't articulate bc im not catholic, but i think a fallen angel and paladin who used to worship that angel and then lost faith is like. a lot of sexy catholic agnst to explore.

[carlyraejepsans]

flowey (vibrates autistically)

favorite thing about them: flowey's role as a player foil/mirror! if you've followed me for a while you likely know i'm obsessed with undertale's meta elements, and flowey's execution as a character concept is a good 90% of that. he really sells the entire game. also go watch andrew cunningham's what was so good about UNDERTALE anyway and Experience Autism. oh and jacob geller's Time Loop Nihilism for more flowey reset adjacent topics that make me lose my goddamn mind.

least favorite thing about them: iii don't think there is? like i said, he's a fantastically executed character. maybe i wish he was a bit more visibly involved during the story? just because he's fun to see onscreen. but that would take away from him as a narratively defiant character, and it's also really fun to speculate on his time in the underground from what little information he lets through. so uhhh nothing he's perfect and i love him so much BECAUSE of the atrocities <3 love and light

favorite line: I'm emotionally mentally and physically incapacitated every time I think about "Not in a world without love. Not in a world without you."

brOTP: papyrus flowey friendship FTW. alternatively, i like to think frisk and flowey keep contact and become buddies post pacifist.

OTP: i don't care about his character enough from a shipping pov to have one lol

nOTP: idem

random headcanon: i think i mentioned this before, but i like the idea that Papyrus helped him choose his name when he first started to get uncomfortable going by "asriel". or maybe it was asgore! they have similar naming habits lmao

unpopular opinion: not sure what's popular tbh. uhhh i don't think sans would hate him as much as some people believe? especially in the TPE. he's his brother's best friend after all. flowey IS a sore loser though so he still holds a grudge. HOWEVER. maybe the memories from his time as Asriel, feeling everyone's emotions through their souls... well, let's say it's a bit less sharp than it was originally.

song i associate with them: oh god there's so many. definitely skeleton song by Kate Nash and Beekeeper by Keaton Henson. also feelin so matryoshka by the scary jokes and bad luck! by jhariah

favorite picture of them:

jackass <3

[kaeyx]

ANON WITH THE CHUUYA DREAM REPORTING IN: LEO I WISH I HAD A PROPER EXPLANATION TO GIVE YOU. I have no idea how- I beg my brain for more of that. I go to bed wiSHING for more dreams like that, like i want Chuuya in my dreams EVERY night like OMG HES SO PERFECT!? Hes a beautiful being and i love him with every fiber of my soul- NAYWAYS i think what did it last night was weed. smoked alot before i went to bed- Anyways im gonna turn my dream into a thirst idea bc why the fuck not;

Chuuya'd definitely like make a reservation at a fancy restaurant the next day for you and him though 100%. After you were SUCH a good boy? did you REALLY think that he wouldnt!? Nah you deserve it <3 except 100% expect him to stick a vibrator and play with the settings the entire dinner :) <3

Tbh I think Dazai is more the type to put a vibe on/in you when you go outside but yeah, Chuuya could definitely try it too. And of course he's treating you to something fancy, you're his favourite person and he loves spoiling you rotten!

[agustdiv1ne]

a lil curious to see ur reaction since youll be waking up to yeonjuns us vlog …. which has just left the entirety of moaville in shambles 🤣🤣🤣🤣 like i cant lie im vibrating at a frequency that could shatter glass 🤣🤣

anon the way i saw this ask and immediately dropped everything to watch it,, hw can wait, it's yeonjun we're talking abt here ‼️ sorry in advance for rambling bc ik this is gonna get long (i have a lot of love for him if y'all haven't realized yet)

i'm. i'm actually six feet under rn that was So Much to process,,,boyfie content overload,,,,,,,,,i'm going Insane wtf 🤣🤣🤣

mf tell me why he was in a tank top for most of it?? i wanna bite his arm um???? he makes me so ??%&@*$??#&#*@*$?? and his morning voice PHEWWW okay sir 🫠 how does he look so good even when he's sick — like pick a struggle??? i felt so bad for him tho bc they were allll over the place traveling and performing so he didn't rly get proper rest :((

when he said that he bought headphones at the airport i wanted to bust through the screen and knock some sense into him, like bro actually just got ripped off and ik he has money but dawg cmon 😭😭😭 everything at the airport is like 10x more expensive so hearing that pained my soul

also he's so effortlessly funny,, his face when he dropped the ramen and then the utensils had me crying i genuinely laughed out loud 😭 everything about him is so endearing i love him sm

i could write a 20 page double spaced mla formatted analysis of this entire video, but i actually rly need to go do shit for my class so sadly i'm gonna stop rambling,,,he is so unbelievably ethereal and idk how he's real tbh. a perfect man. i cannot believe we j got nearly 40 minutes of yeonjun content...i'm not even religious but i'm feeling pretty blessed rn 🙏

[radioactivecatboy]

was tagged by @princess-of-purple-prose to list five songs i actually listen to and tag ten mutuals. WAOG A CHANCE TO TALK ABT MUSIC THANKS KAY SURELY I WILL BE SO SO FUCKING NORMAL ABT THIS (no caps: woag a chance to talk abt music thanks kay surely i will be so so fucking normal abt this)

Hell’s Comin’ With Me by Poor Man’s Poison. this is one of my songs ever tbh. the depressing slow start that sounds like its going to be a normal depressing country song, but suddenly ramps up in fury and pace into something almost joyful in its violence. as soon as i hear the sharp cords to prep “there is a hill at the bottom of the valley” i am full screaming the lyrics. “i paid the devil twice as much to keep your soul” mph. chefs kiss. delicious. also its about killing a corrupt priest which i hoot and holler and bang the table for

the jester by ratz. hi ratz if you have any reason to see this post for whatever reason though i cannot imagine why. i love ur music. esp this song. i vibrate slightly when it plays. vocals outta this world. anyway. the parallel between the lyrics “Oh, I know / It’s a dangerous game i play with my soul / I know / It’s a dangerous game / But my self preservation is tepid at best” and “He knows / It’s a dangerous game he plays with his soul / I know / It’s a dangerous game / My morality is shaky at best” is so !!!!!!!! for me

Santa Fe by Autoheart. “and when i saw you i should have kept on going but i couldnt move the gods of justice spoke and i got what i deserve and when you saw me your hand became an angry fist i agree with everything that’s coming my way but forgive me if you can” oooooooo BABY i love angst i love self recrimination i love the knowledge you fucked up so bad and you have no way to protest that you Don’t deserve the pain the other party might choose to inflict back on you. Punch (Special Edition) is one of my favorite albums ever genuinely banger after banger

Pray by The Amazing Devil. oh man i LOVE this band i dont think theres a single damn song by them i don’t like or even feel ambivalent about but Pray is one that makes me want to start sprinting through the streets screaming my heart out. i can’t even give you some favorite lyrics from it bc everything feeds into everything else it’s so visceral and evocative of a desperation and determination and frustration and the thrum of something trapped inside you desperate for freedom. madeleine hyland fucking ROCKED it so hard. ma’am i am so in love with you. please listen to this song fr

The Hand That Feeds by The Crane Wives. another song by one of my bands ever. it’s been consistently at or near the top of my spotify most played artists for years u should check them out. this is truly a song of all time, it makes me feel the need to break capitalism’s spine over my knee, throw its corpse on a bonfire, and dance around the flames. the narrator is soooooo fucking bitter and determined to keep their autonomy and soul in a society where money is impossible to live without and nearly impossible to get without being treated cruelly and dehumanized for. “no man should get more of my time than me, than me, i may never be a rich man but i can make sure that i am free. the rich man can never have me” literally songs to gnaw your arm off to

so that was music corner with jellyfish thanks for tagging me kay ily <33 uhh i’ll go ahead and tag @gnomebud @whale-blanket @angelslant @tjuvmon @freijan @ragefear @frogliftcertified and anyone else who might want to just say i tagged u and go wild <33