#NO NFSW OF WELCOME HOME

[sicksucculentz]

I have a really cute little personal headcannon about Eddie having a pouch on his tummy like a kangaroo. Not related to gender in anyway like a kangaroo’s pouch is, it’s just there. It’s pretty wide spanning across his lower middle and blends in semi easy with the rest of his tummy. It’s juuuust big enough to cram Wally in there but Wally’s head is gonna stick out of the top.

Eddie tends to store small things inside like letters with no deliver addresses, his lunch, small snacks, wallet, keys, etc etc. not all of it at once but sometimes it can get that way and ends in his middle looking a bit lumpy and odd. Frank thinks it’s a bit gross to eat things that have been stored in his pouch. It’s completely clean so Eddie dosent understand his problem. He reaches in and pulls out an apple. He hands it to Frank “do you want some fruit?” Frank pushes his hand away “Eddie….I just saw you pull that out of your pouch….that’s disgusting”.

There was a long period of time even Frank had no idea Eddie had a pouch. Frank always wondered how Eddie just kept pulling fruits and snacks out of thin air. It wasent so much that Eddie was hiding it but he just thought everyone had a pouch and that it wasn’t just him. It wasn’t until the neighborhood all went to the beach that things got funky.

Howdy was actually the first puppet to notice a weird looking line across Eddie’s tummy. He reached over and went to try and pull it open but Barnaby bumped him from behind rough while housing with Sally. His whole hand went right in. Eddie only looked mildly shocked while Howdy’s face went pale. He seriously thought he’s just ripped Eddie’s belly open and was wrist deep in Eddie’s stuffing. Luckily Eddie explained what really happened. Howdy had to sit down for a little bit until his head stopped spinning. After a bit Eddie let Howdy pull the pouch open and look inside. Nothing in there that day but it at lest helped Howdy rest at ease.

Frank has stuck his hand in the pouch before and he HATED IT. It’s very soft inside but just idea of reaching his hand into his husband like that ((please excuse me thats the only words I have to describe that)) grosses him out. He put his hand in, froze up, then made this weird “eughh!!” Sound and yanked his hand out. He flicked his hand around for like 5 minutes making a grossed out face. Eddie couldn’t stop chuckling

[cera-writes]

Remy and reader on their wedding day and night. Fluff and smut please? 😗😗😗😗😗😗

A/N: I like the way you think 🥰🥰🥰 Pairing: F!Reader x Remy "Gambit" LeBeau Tags: fluff, nfsw, sweet sweet smut

"I Do."

The air crackled with nervous anticipation, a fizzing current that danced along your spine. Sunlight streamed through the ornate French doors, casting a warm glow across the sprawling gardens of the St Louis Cathedral. It was the day. You were marrying Remy LeBeau.

A shiver, not entirely from the air-conditioned coolness of the room, rippled through you. You glanced at yourself in the antique mirror, the handcrafted lace of your wedding dress whispering against your skin. It was a vision of elegance, a stark contrast to the life you once knew. But then, so was everything about Remy.

A soft rap at the door startled you. "Come in," you called, your voice barely above a whisper.

The door creaked open, revealing Remy. He looked impossibly handsome in his tailored black suit, a crimson rosebud pinned to his lapel. His eyes, red as garnet and black as night, held a familiar warmth that sent a familiar flutter to your heart.

For a moment, you could only stare at him, speechless. He took a hesitant step forward, a sheepish grin breaking across his face. "Well, mon cheri," he drawled, his voice a barely above a caress, "you look like you swallowed a canary."

You swatted him playfully on the arm, a laugh bubbling up from your chest. "That's the most eloquent compliment I've ever gotten from a thief."

Remy chuckled, the sound rich and deep. "Only for you, cherie. Only for you." He reached out, his hand hovering over yours. "Are you ready?"

You squeezed his hand, the nervous energy dissipating into a calm certainty. "As I'll ever be."

Remy's smile softened. He leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear. "Then let's go steal the show, shall we?"

The walk down the aisle was a blur. Arms linked with Remy's, you felt a thousand eyes on you, yet all that mattered was the man beside you. You glanced over at the X-Men, your friends over the years as they smiled at the two of you. Morph was bawling, tears streaming down their eyes. Even some of Remy's old Guild acquaintances had shown up and made an appearance. Remy squeezed your hand reassuringly as you reached the altar, a silent promise exchanged in a single touch.

The ceremony was beautiful, a tasteful blend of your traditions and Remy's heritage. When it came time for the vows, Remy's voice, usually smooth as butter, trembled slightly. His words, though, were heartfelt, a testament to the love that had bloomed from the most unexpected of places.

Yours were no less heartfelt, spoken with a conviction that surprised even yourself. You pledged your love, your loyalty, your entire chaotic, beautiful life to this charming thief who had stolen your heart.

You both said without a single doubt in your words, "I do," at last.

As your longtime friend Kurt Wagner declared you husband and wife, Remy took your face in his hands, his gaze intense. The kiss that followed was filled with a lifetime of unspoken emotions, a promise whispered on stolen breaths.

The reception was a whirlwind of laughter, music, and dancing. Remy, ever the charmer, regaled your friends and family with tales of your adventures, your first time ever have met each other, each embellished for maximum effect. You watched him, a smile permanently plastered on your face, your heart overflowing with a happiness you never thought possible.

Later that night, as you stood on the balcony overlooking the moonlit gardens, Remy wrapped his arms around you from behind. "So," he murmured, his voice husky, "Mrs. LeBeau. How does it feel?"

You leaned back against him, a contented sigh escaping your lips. "Like coming home, Remy. Like I finally belong."

He nuzzled your neck, his lips sending shivers down your spine. "Then welcome home, cherie. Welcome home."

As you gazed out at the star-dusted sky, hand in hand with the man you loved, you knew this was just the beginning of your grand adventure. A life together, filled with laughter, love, and perhaps the occasional heist, was a future you wouldn't trade for anything in the world.

But the night didn't stop there. Your Honeymoon awaited as Remy carried you bridal style back through the threshold.

Remy had managed to secure a beautiful hotel nestled in the heart of the French Quarter.

A slow smile spread across his face as he sat you down inside the French Chateau. He cupped your cheek, his thumb tracing the curve of your jaw. "Let's get you out of this dress, shall we?"

His touch was electric, sending shivers down your spine. You nodded, a silent agreement hanging heavy in the air. He helped you remove the dress, his movements slow and deliberate, his eyes never leaving yours.

When you stood before him in nothing but your lingerie, the air crackled with unspoken desire and undeniable lust. He took a step back, his eyes roaming over your body, a mixture of possessiveness and reverence in his gaze.

"Ma Belle, you are absolutely stunning," he breathed, his voice thick with desire, his accent thickening.

You stepped closer, bridging the gap between you. You reached out, your fingers tracing the planes of his chest. His muscles tensed beneath your touch, a flicker of surprise crossing his face before it was replaced by a hungry glint in his eyes.

He captured your lips in a kiss, deep and demanding. It was a kiss that spoke of unspoken promises, of a lifetime of passion waiting to be explored. You surrendered to him completely, your senses overwhelmed by the taste of him, the feel of his strong arms wrapped around you.

You then pushed Remy down onto the plush bed adorned with red rose petals. He smirked devilishly, eyes never leaving yours as he beckoned you closer.

The night stretched before you, filled with stolen moments and whispered endearments. Remy was everything you'd ever dreamt of and more - tender and passionate, playful and protective. He explored your body with a reverence that left you breathless, his touch igniting a fire within you.

"Oh gods, Remy! Don't stop, please..." you begged breathlessly as he took you inch by inch, rough and hard, needy and desperate. "F-fuck chere! T-tu te sens si b-bien," he stammered, breaths coming out in short pants. You were both reaching new heights of ecstasy with each other.

You'd made it a point early on in your relationship that if he wanted you, he'd have to bed you properly on your wedding night as traditional and outdated as that sounded. You were tired of having your heart played with in the past. But here he was now, worshipping your body like a long forgotten art. Funny how life turned out for the both of you.

As the night wore on, the initial urgency gave way to a slow, sensual exploration. Remy was thrusting into you in slow deliberate thrusts. Your body fit him like a glove. "Just like that baby, god I love you, Remy...my cajun man," you kissed his lips as he made love to you.

He smiled, half proud and half completely enamored with how you were making him feel.

You learned each other's bodies in a new way, the pleasure building with each touch, each kiss.

Finally, sated and breathless, you lay curled up in his arms, the moonlight painting silver streaks across your entwined forms.

"I love you, Remy," you whispered once more, as if never getting tired of those three words, your voice thick with sleep.

He nuzzled your hair, his voice a low rumble against your ear. "Je t'aime, mon cœur," he murmured. "Plus que les mots ne peuvent le dire."

You drifted off to sleep, the feeling of his love a warm blanket wrapped around you, the promise of a lifetime together a sweet dream on your lips.

You were his and he was yours.

Pour Toujours.

[newfoundstateof]

baby, we're the new romantics | benedict bridgerton

summary: engaged!reader learns that she is enraptured by both men and women at a late-night gathering

word count: 4.3k

warnings: nfsw 18+, threesome ffm

a/n: this one is for the gays!!!!! pretty tame for smut, too much plot but that's just what i prefer

Summer was fast approaching, and you and your fiancé, Charles Beckworth, shared a comfortable silence, taking a turn around the garden. While you checked on your flowers, he enjoyed the first warm sunlight of the year. After deciding that a tulip patch was growing nicely, you turned to your betrothed.

“Tell me where you run off to in the night,” you whispered to him. “You have been suspiciously leaving events early this season. Where are you going?”

Charlie looked at you, and a whisper of shock crossed his face. But his expression was quickly schooled.

“Home?” he said plainly.

“I know you are not retiring to your bachelor lodgings,” you pressed. “It’s eating me alive, so tell me. I am your most trusted confidant, yes?”

Your free hand squeezed his arm that was looped with yours, urging him to remember all that you have been through. 

You’d met last season. Needing some fresh air during another stiff ball, you stole away to the garden and found a kindred soul in the gazebo. Charlie also despised the social season. Initially, you thought him a rake and not ready to settle down. But he was just like you, simply mourning the youth that you hadn’t realized was over until its sudden death. The two of you concocted a plan: until one of you was ready for marriage, the two of you would pretend to court.

It wasn’t until you found him and another man half undressed, hidden from a gallery viewing, that you realized he would never be ready for marriage. He expected you to cast him out and was surprised when you proposed the next day. After a season of finding the company of men underwhelming, you supposed there were worse fates than marrying your best friend.

“Fine.” Leaning in, he continued, “You know I find pleasure with the same sex.”

You nodded slowly.

“I go to parties that allow me to show my affection to them,” he confessed. “But it’s no place for you. The ladies there are not-”

“Ladies are welcome?” you interrupted. “Parties where they talk of social reform? Humanism? Free love? Ladies are present at these?”

“I’m surprised you even know of such events,” Charlie teased.

You shrugged. “My parents complain about your sort endlessly. Radicals will ruin this country!”

“This country could stand to be ruined,” Charlie said. “And yes, those are the kind of parties I attend. You wouldn’t like-”

“Then I must come with you.”

“No,” Charlie said in a stern voice he had never used with you before.

“Yes,” you insisted.

“Hearing the things they speak of and seeing the things they partake in would make you faint instantly.” You laughed before realizing he was serious.

“Please take me with you,” you pleaded. “You know that I can keep a secret.”

Charlie pursed his lips. “Maybe one day, darling.”

It took weeks of bargaining and reasoning and flattery, but Charlie eventually yielded. Suffice it to say, your first party did not end well. The next morning, you still felt as if your stomach had more to wretch up, and you swore off alcohol for the rest of your life. But after a few more late nights, you could hold your spirits.

The arrangement required more lying than you were comfortable with, feigning illnesses or a small injury. Charlie, ever the gentleman, would escort you back home with his mother as a chaperone. But his mother, ever the romantic, would allow the coachmen to drop her off home first, so the two of you could steal some extra time together. To her knowledge, you made it home safely, and Charlie retired to his bachelor lodgings.

Having a secret was fun, especially since you kept it with your best friend. Although you and Charlie went your separate ways at parties, you still stole furtive, snickering glances at each other. Watching the other shine. Him with that week’s paramour, you with the university students, who were home for summer and whom you hounded with questions.

Tonight, Charlie was whispering to one of his favorite lovers by the staircase. As you watched in the living room, you observed what Charlie did best. Seducing. Alluring. Convincing the other man to follow him upstairs for some fun. You’d never had that sort of fun. You were a bit jealous of him as you gulped down the rest of your drink. Before Charlie disappeared upstairs, he flashed you a wink. You teasingly rolled your eyes in return.

Although gatherings like these were filled with debauchery, foreign drugs, and gallons of whiskey, intellectual conversations could be found if one sought them out. Tonight, the topic was Byron’s “She Walks in Beauty.” A pipe was placed in your hands, cutting off your flow of thought, as a lady sat down, joining you on the loveseat.

“Oh,” you gasped, holding the unfamiliar pipe between your thumb and index finger. “I don’t smoke.”

The lady chuckled, her sly smile contagious. “You do now. Open up.”

She leaned into you, bringing the pipe up to your mouth with one hand. The other came up to rest on your shoulder. Your lips wrapped around the wooden tip, and you looked up at her curiously, waiting for additional instruction.

“Breathe in,” she giggled.

You did as told. Closing your eyes, you took a deep breath in, the smoke setting your lungs ablaze. Soon, you were hunched over your knees and coughing.

“Oh, maybe you don’t smoke,” said the lady, taking the pipe from you. “It’s okay, it never feels right at first.”

“That was just tobacco, yes?” you asked, coughing once more into your hand.

“Just tobacco,” she nodded, taking a puff from the pipe. “My name is Victoria Leybourne. We’ve not yet been introduced, but I see you plenty. You’re Charlie’s wife aren’t you?”

“Fiancé,” you corrected. “We are to be married the day before Christmas.”

“It’s lovely what you’re doing for him,” Victoria said. “Though I suppose that he is doing a lovely thing for you in return.”

You hummed, a little confused with her wording. “He is my best friend, I would do anything for him. And it is an added bonus that I would be granted lots of freedom I otherwise wouldn’t have with another man.”

“You wouldn’t consider spinsterhood?” Victoria asked.

“No, why would I?”

Victoria paused, staring into your eyes in deep thought. “So you’re not… You are enraptured by the male species?”

You almost coughed. “Erm… yes. I suppose am.”

“And what of the female of the species?”

Her hand came up to brush a piece of hair away from your face, but she continued to stroke something small and invisible at your temple. Her eyes were sharp yet alluringly gentle. You never suspected you were like Charlie, but what could possibly explain the ache you felt between your legs?

“I have never once… considered it,” you told her truthfully, “but am simultaneously not opposed to the idea at all.”

“How fascinating.” She took another drag from the pipe but held the smoke in her mouth.

As she inched closer to you, you realized what she intended to do. Hesitantly, you let your jaw fall and craned your neck towards her. Victoria’s hands slid their way up your neck to cradle the sides of your face, ticking your skin.

The touch of a woman was so familiar. Your mother was constantly adjusting your hair just so, and lady’s maids dressed you each morning. But this was different. This made your heart drop and your mouth dry. It was scary how out of touch you felt with your body, but you knew that you didn’t want her to stop.

Victoria’s lips barely grazed your own, and she slowly exhaled. Following her pace, you breathed in her smoke. It stung, but this time you knew you could bear it. Breathing it back out, it enveloped Victoria’s round face.

“Can I kiss you?” she asked.

“Maybe not here,” you said, looking around the room.

No one was paying attention, too absorbed in talks on the state of the country and what the future had in store. But your eyes caught one man in the corner, drinking alone. He was watching the two of you intently. His fingers tugged his cravat from his neck, bringing it down to cover his manhood. But it was too late, both you and Victoria had seen the large bulge in his pants. Your cheeks reddened, realizing that he had been watching.

“Looks like our host seems to be enjoying the view,” Victoria sang. “We should extend an invitation. Would that be okay? From previous experience, I can assure you that you won’t regret it.”

“I…” You were at a loss for words. “Maybe he could watch?”

You couldn’t believe what you had just said. Just the same with lying with a woman, it had never before crossed your mind of intimacy between more than two people. But, you couldn’t help but relate to the man’s voyeurism. When couples hurriedly left the dance floor at balls, you couldn’t stop yourself from following to see what happened next—what truly happened when one loved another.

Victoria let out a delighted squeal and took your hand. As she led you across the room to the man, his gaze never left yours.

“Benedict Bridgerton,” she smiled, finally reaching him.

So this was Benedict Bridgerton. Being an unmarried woman in London, of course, you had heard the name. But the man himself was elusive. He rarely attended events of the ton; his mother always claimed nothing could pull him away from his art studio. You would have never guessed he had instead been hosting parties of his own all this time.

“Victoria,” he grinned. “Who do we have here?”

“Charlie’s girl,” she said, giving your hand a squeeze. “She’s a bit shy, so I’m afraid you can’t join us in the ways that matter. But she says you’re permitted to watch.”

His eyebrow quirked at that. “Fascinating.”

His gaze was glued to Victoria, making you fidget. You felt like a fly on the wall at that moment; it was a feeling you knew all too well from the various balls of the season. One debutant of nearly a hundred. Back then, you didn’t mind going unnoticed, but now, you realized that you wanted his attention. You wanted to be seen.

“I think the same of her, yes,” Victoria nodded. “Well, come now. Perhaps you can lend some advice. And of course, lead us to the best room.”

Benedict rose, finally acknowledging you again, scanning your body from head to foot. He greeted you by name which surprised you. You’d never been formally introduced. “It’s lovely to meet you.”

“A pleasure, my lord,” you said instinctively.

“Oh, it will be indeed,” Victoria chuckled, pulling you closer.

The two of you followed Benedict through his bachelor lodgings, weaving between arguments and intertwined bodies alike. His confident stride led you up the stairs to a large bedroom at the end of the hallway. 

“Your personal chambers,” Victoria hummed, still holding your hand. “We are certainly receiving special treatment tonight.”

She finally let go of your hand to close the door, locking it with a quick click.

“This doesn’t happen often,” he admits, pulling a chair up to the foot of his bed, taking a seat, and kicking off his shoes. “But I’m certainly ready for a show.”

Victoria preened next to you, and a shiver ran down your spine.

“Now, get on the bed,” he ordered.

Victoria left your side and crawled up on the bed, standing on her knees. Never in a million years would you have imagined doing this. Taking pleasure in another woman—in front of a man no less. But something inside you stirred in excitement, and you wanted to do a good job. For Victoria and for Benedict. You just weren’t sure that you could.

Benedict’s head lolled to face you. “You can change your mind, dear. We won’t mind.”

“No,” you croaked out. “No, I’m just nervous is all.”

This was your first… well, everything to be quite honest. Since joining Charlie on his late nights, men have approached you, remarked on your beauty, led you to a private corner. And you let them. You were curious. There’d been modest kisses and less than thrilling groping, but none of that counted to you. It hadn’t mattered a great deal to you, but this does.

Rising, Benedict crossed the room to you, taking your hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze. “No need for nerves. And we can stop whenever you like, just say the word.”

He led you to the bed, helping you up before returning to his seat. Victoria smiled, taking the same hand Benedict held seconds ago.

“You’re stunning,” she sighed.

“You’re radiant,” you said quickly. But it was true. Her dark hair and eyes drew you in like a magnet.

You were mere inches from her face and could feel her warm breath as she breathed heavily in anticipation. But somehow air was caught in your own lungs, and your muscles were too tense to give any release. Downstairs, you and Vicotria were hidden in plain sight, but now, there was nothing to hide your want for another woman. Now, you were positioned in front of Benedict as if on a stage.

“Take a breath, dear,” Benedict said gently. “No need to hold it in.”

You exhaled sharply. Almost a pant.

“Now, do what you could not downstairs,” he directed. “There’s no shame here.”

And in an instant, your hands found Victoria’s waist, and her lips were crashing into yours. Victoria’s lips were full and plush. Her mouth had a smokey taste from the pipe you shared, but despite this, they still tasted sweet. Her grip was stronger than expected as she took the sides of your face to pull you harder into her. Out of the corner of your eye, Benedict started to shed his coat and vest, making your heart race faster.

Although Victoria was the one to pursue you, she gave you most of the control. Underneath her soft curves, you felt strong muscles; she could’ve easily pinned you to the mattress, but instead, she followed your instincts. She was the one to fall to her back, letting you crawl over her, running your lips up the column of her neck. Her whines were music to your ears. You needed more. You needed a symphony.

Your hands kneaded at her breasts, her teeth pulling on your bottom lip, when Benedict appeared at your side. He leaned a hand on the bedpost but didn’t get any closer than that.

“Have you been intimate with a woman before?” he asked. No judgment, just curiosity.

“No,” you gasped, eyes still shut in pleasure.

“Would you like guidance?”

Your head shot up, eyes struggling to focus. At first, you thought to be insulted. What you lacked in experience, you at least thought you made up for in vigor.

“You’re doing well, don’t worry,” chuckled Benedict. “But I have some tricks that may increase your lady’s pleasure even more.”

“I thought you were just going to watch,” you said.

“I have more experience, dear.” He wasn’t smug, simply factual. “If you allow it, I wish to help.”

“Please, Benedict,” Victoria moaned underneath you. “If she allows it.”

He looked at you, unnervingly serious. “Do you allow it?”

You hesitated. “I allow it.”

Benedict immediately shifted onto the bed, urging you to sit up so you were straddling Victoria.

“You too, Victoria. We need to rid you of some layers,” he decided.

With your help, she rose from the bed. Her curly hair was wild and mussed. “Will you do the honors, my lord?”

Benedict’s gaze flicked to you, and you gave a quick nod. It was clear Benedict and Victoria had a trusting relationship. He certainly excited her as well. With expert precision, he stripped her gown, leaving her in a white chemise, and toyed with one of the lace straps.

“Follow my lead,” Benedict instructed.

Your left hand came up to Victoria’s other strap, and as if there were a mirror, your and Benedict’s hands moved in synch. The straps slunk down her arms like slow molasses, revealing the very top of Victoria’s corset that Benedict was already loosening.

“We’ll start small,” he said. “Well, not small, my dear.”

Victoria giggled as he shimmied the corset down her waist, revealing her well-endowed chest. Your hand reached out to gently massage her nipple that hardened underneath your touch. 

“Mmm,” she moaned, leaning into you.

“A natural,” Benedict chuckled. “Yes, keep circling your fingers around her. Even give it a slight pinch if you wish.”

You obediently followed his instructions.

“I’ll ease the ache of her other breast,” he said, his hand already snaking from her shoulder, down her chest. “How does it feel, Victoria.”

“Heavenly,” she breathed, eyes shut in pleasure. “But you know what I prefer, Benedict.”

“Yes,” he purred, mouth pressed against her ear. Just the sight caused a rush to your center. “She much prefers being worked by tongue. Are you ready for that?”

That was all the invitation you needed to lean forward and latch onto her breast. You could hear her heartbeat, feel her breath hitch, taste her sweet skin. You looked up to find both of them staring down at you in awe.

“A sight to behold,” Benedict said. “Try suckling, my dear.”

Like a kitten lapping at a bowl of milk for the first time, your movement was awkward yet eager. Sensing your hesitation, Benedict shifted to Victoria’s side and brought his own lips to her other breast.

“Like this, love,” he said.

Still working Victoria, your gaze flicked to him, and you studied. Observed the way his cheeks hollowed out, his tongue momentarily escaping to circle the underside of her breast. From above, Victoria let out small cries of pleasure, latching a hand behind Benedict’s head to guide him better. You followed suit and soon felt Victoria’s other hand gathering the hair at the nape of your neck. A chorus of salacious suckling and heaving breathing filled the room. You were a trio of moans.

Suddenly, you felt a rough hand grasp your own. Together, your and Benedict’s fingers found Victoria’s center. Hot and slick and velvety, it felt like your own when you touched yourself when no one was near. But at the same time, it was entirely different. A whole new world to explore, one that you wanted to dive into and never leave. Quickly finding her pleasure area, you circled it in the opposite direction your tongue rounded her nipples. When Benedict used his own fingers to enter her, Victoria pulled hard. Hard enough that you and Benedict came up gasping for air.

“The two of you are going to be the death of me,” she sighed before pressing searing kisses to first your lips, then Benedict’s. With her hands still grasping your neck, she gently guided your faces to each other. “Is this okay?”

“Yes,” you said together.

And then his lips were on yours. It took everything in you not to continue pleasuring Victoria with the same victor, but your mind was hazy. His teeth were nipping your lips and his fingers were soon filling your mouth with Victoria’s sweetness. Sure, you had allowed men to kiss you and roam your body before. But that had simply been for experimentation, trying something new for the sake of it. Kissing Benedict was different. You wanted it. You wanted to express yourself and explore him. His fingers retreated back down, but instead of Victoria’s core, they found yours underneath your skirts. You gasped. No other person had ever pleasured you there.

“She looks like she’s found eternal life,” Victoria moaned.

“I think I have.” Involuntarily, your head lulled back, but Victoria supported the back of your neck. Soon, she was joining the kiss, and you couldn’t tell whose lips, tongue, teeth were whose.

At your center, Victoria’s hand began to roam along with Benedict’s. She teased your entrance until you shifted your hips and took her down to her knuckle. Whincing, you adjusted to the tightness. It stung but with pleasure. As Benedict stroked you, Victoria started pumping. Despite everything, you wanted more and rotated your hips against them both, chasing this new feeling. 

“She wants it all,” Benedict chuckled, leaning back to watch Victoria litter your face with kisses. “An insatiable minx.”

“You’re doing beautifully,” she encouraged. “A naughty, naughty girl you are.”

Their praise only fueled you, and the small ache deep within started to grow and grow. Light tears prickled in your peripheral and small cries leaped out of your lips without you registering. 

“I…” you gasped. “I… I don’t-”

“You’re about to finish, my dear,” Benedict growled. “We’ll get you there, don’t worry.”

“Yes,” Victoria purred. “Don’t stop, my love.”

Benedict shifted around you, and both latched onto your neck, urging the ache inside you to release. Nonsense words babbled out of you before you finally cried out one final time. They continued to stroke and suckle until you had ridden out the high and came back down, gasping for air. 

“My word,” you breathed as each kissed your temples, caressed your breasts.

“Was that your first time climaxing?” Benedict asked.

“Yes, it was just about my first everything.”

Stroking your hair, Victoria smiled, “Thank you for sharing it with us.”

“We must do the same for the two of you.” You sat up straighter, waiting for instruction.

“No, no,” Benedict hushed. “Let’s just rest.”

Victoria hummed in agreement, pushing you softly to the mattress. They followed suit with Victoria taking the spot in the middle. You and Benedict curved around her, resting your heads on her breastbone—almost identical to your position earlier in the evening. A lazy smile crossed his lips before his eyes fluttered shut.

“This is heaven,” he whispered.

“Agreed,” Victoria said, stroking both of your heads. 

You nuzzled closer to her neck, breathing in her scent, intertwining your legs with hers. Although you could feel your eyelids sinking and your breath slowing, you wanted to express your gratitude.

“Thank you,” you sighed. “I’ve never, ever been happier.”

You woke with a gasp. Had it all truly happened? Looking around, you were in the same room you remembered. And next to you was a body resembling Benedict Bridgerton, but he was on his stomach facing away from you. Your heart sank, realizing there was no sign of Victoria. 

Climbing out of bed, you adjusted your dress back to its original state as best you could. By the time you slid your last shoe back on, Benedict stirred and woke.

“Abandoning me so soon?” he teased, rolling onto his side to better face you.

“I must get back before sunrise,” you said. “I suppose that’s why Victoria ran off so soon as well.”

“Yes.” Benedict rolled out of bed and began dressing. “She woke me when she left, but didn’t want to interrupt your rest.”

Once returned to order, he opened the door for you, and you both made your way to the exit. There were still a few stragglers, either sleeping or impossibly still conversing, but for the most part, the crowd had dispersed. Your shoulder brushed with his every other step as you descended the stairs.

“She asks if you will be back next week,” Benedict said.

You smiled. “How could I stay away?” 

“Good,” he replied in a proud tone. “She also asks if you’re free during calling hours tomorrow.”

“She asks that?” you laughed. “She knows that I am engaged.”

‘Right,” he said, wincing. “To dear Charles. How could I… she forget.”

Arriving at the front door, you waited for him to open it, but he didn’t. Instead, he took a step closer. 

“I know how deeply you care for him, so I will not suggest it again,” he said.

“Oh, you misunderstand. You must know that-”

“I do know,” he said.

“He’s quite popular at these gatherings, yes,” you chuckled.

“No, I know because I’ve… been with him.” Benedict's gaze bore into yours, almost as if asking something of you. “Do you remember? Last season?”

You parsed through all the memories of meeting Charlie for the first time, pretending to court one another, and becoming engaged once you learned his secret. But Benedict Bridgerton was hidden in none of these memories. 

“You walked in on us,” he supplied. “At an art gallery. I saw you the moment you walked in, but you didn’t say anything. You just watched. And I liked being watched by you, so I didn’t say anything. Charlie only noticed when you tried to make your leave but tripped on your way out.”

“That was you?” In disbelief, you took a step closer to get a better look at him. “That was you, I suppose. I didn’t get a good look at you then.”

“Are you sure,” he chuckled. “Because you seemed quite enraptured in the moment.”

You slapped his arm playfully. “I won’t apologize for my… voyeur habits, for lack of better words.”

“I’d never ask you to,” he said. “But what I mean to say is I understand your arrangement. And I would never want to do anything that jeopardizes it, so I will keep my distance. In the social scene at least.”

“But behind closed doors?” you asked, looking up at him.

“I will never stray.” He bent down, capturing your lips and pulling you closer to him. 

It took multiple attempts, but eventually, you managed to pull away and depart. The sun was just starting to rise as he waved goodbye, leaning sleepily against the door frame. In the carriage he had prepared, you slumped against the seat. You couldn’t call off your engagement. Charlie was your best friend, your mother would be so impossibly mad, and above all, you barely knew Benedict Bridgerton.

You quickly batted the thoughts away, reminding yourself that you could not cancel your wedding for a man you’d just met.

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a/n: my masterlist is here! i hope you enjoyed, this took foreverrrr to write. just constantly putting it down and picking it back up. so sadly, a second installment is not likely. but of course, please imagine an eventual happy ending :)

[bedoballoons]

I’m back

I’m not sure if you write wlw or nblw/gnlw or anything like that but hear me out

anyway I was thinking, imagine the (fem! Or gn!) mechanic reader (yes my genshin self insert is a mechanic and I’m delulu) with lyney or Furina, or any other characters you wanna add if you want (idk how this works). Where the characters keep breaking things on purpose just so that the reader can come over and fix it and so they get to see reader. The reader catches on and teases the character. (You can make it lead to nfsw or not if you want ;) )

also I’ll give myself an emoji so here’s mine

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I do any forms of relationships as long as they aren't incest or pedophilia! I absolutely love this idea!! I think it's super cute so I hope you don't mind but I decided to make it fluffy!! Enjoy and thank you for requesting <3

P.s Can I call you the starstruck anon?

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ🍂𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ🍂

{༻~Just one more thing before you go~༺}

CW: Super sweet fluff! Reader works as a mechanic and the characters keep calling them up to fix things so they can spend time with them!

(Includes: Lyney, Navia, and Furina!)

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𑁍༄Lyney:

Lyney kneeled down beside you, trying his best not to get in your way as you worked on the latest broken thing in his home...he just couldn't help it. Whenever he was near you it was like his heart decided to do its own performance, beating faster and skipping whenever your eyes landed on him...because of this sometimes the simple machinery he used in his home...would mysteriously end up not working, "So how goes the fixing hmm? My apologies for having to call you out here again, usually I'd just have Freminet take a look but he's currently busy"

"Seems to me like someone's intentionally sabotaging your heater...they even left the screwdriver inside of it." You turned to him with a sly smirk playing on your features, holding the screwdriver up to him so he could read Freminets name from it. The blush that followed was so adorable you couldn't help but tease him a little, "If you wanted me to spend time with you Lyney, you could have just asked~"

𑁍༄Navia:

"I truly cannot thank you enough for coming to my rescue again. It seems every time you leave the Spina di Rosula has yet another problem to fix...of course it's not particularly a bad thing because I enjoy your company immensely." The beautiful blonde chuckled nervously, trying to get ahold of herself before she ended up confessing her feelings to you, she was honestly shocked she hadn't yet..

"I'm always here whenever you need me Navia, it's definitely not a bad thing for me. I get to hang out with a goregous woman and get VIP treatment from the Spina."

"You're always welcome to anything here at-...I'm sorry did you just call me goregous?"

"Well...I figured since you're always bringing me here to fix things you've clearly sabotaged, it's only fair a make a little advancement myself.~"

The poor girl's face heated up, you'd figured it out? How long had you known?! "I- oh my..."

𑁍༄Furina:

"I truthfully have no idea how anyone expects a archon to live under such conditions, every time I go to use something it's no longer working. If I didn't have you'd I'd surely have left this place for something better by now." Furina talked away while you worked, trying to act as normally abnormal as ever...even though inside her emotions were on a rampage. If only you knew she wanted so desperately to play the part of your lover more than any other role, she'd even sabotaged her own residence so she could see you more often.

"I actually believe I've found a solution to keep things from breaking...if the archon so wished to hear it."

She went dead silent, unable to fathom how you could possibly stop anything in her house from breaking, "The archon wishes to, even someone with my divinity can't even think how a simple human could make something no longer able to break, I'd love to see what maniac idea you've come up with."

"Its actually very easy, all I have to do is ask if you'd like to go out sometime. Then we could spend time together without you needing to break things~"

"I-i what on earth are you talking about? I wouldn't break something just to spend time with someone, I am a archon with a busy life. I don't have the time for such nons-"

"Lady Furina..."

"Yes?"

"You left your glove in the pipe."

"..."

"May I take you out on a date?"

"...yes you may..."

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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚~Have a nice day~*⁠.⁠✧

[deonsx]

When You Ask Them To Be Tougher

Feat: Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor

Content: Nfsw

Dazai Osamu

Finally, both of you were tired and you were at home, but as if Dazai had enough energy, he climbed on top of you while you were lying on his bed. "Hmm..Bella.." He took your hands and spoke, "Pft I see you still have enough energy" He giggled at what you said and gave you a lot of kisses in the world. You knew what he wanted, of course you wanted it too, but he was always so gentle with you...like a glass that would break more than it should, but you always wanted him to treat you harder, but you never expressed it

You stopped him with your hand as he was already taking your underwear down from your leg. "Osamu..I need to say something.." the brunette, who looked confused, looked at you in surprise and the room fell into a long silence. "And? What is this? Is it something worth ruining the current atmosphere? " you couldn't speak "So you know..You're so kind to me..I'm so happy about it! I'm not saying I'm unhappy..just a little more.." dazai frowned "A little more?" You finally let out a deep breath, "I want you to be harder on me during sex”

Dazai's face didn't change, he looked serious. "Osamu?" You asked trying to break away from the silence. "Yes, my love, I understand." Dazai narrowed his eyes looking at you in a very obedient tone. You smiled at this and pulled him into a hot kiss. His hands went to your legs and he quickly untied the bra, which was the last remaining underwear on you, and threw it aside, leaving scars on your neck that will remain tomorrow. His fingers danced on your chest, while he was playing with one, he was sucking the other with bites with his mouth, then he slowly spread your legs

"Wow..a wet pussy already? Is this because of your request today?" He slowly leaned down to your ear and bit your ear. You felt his breath everywhere. "You are very naughty, aren't you? You are a naughty woman." You shivered as the cold air touched your pussy while he spread your legs with both hands. Dazai unzipped his zipper and you saw that he was already hard. This made your face blush. He slowly adjusted it towards you and gently put his head inside. It was the same as usual, but what was unexpected was that he suddenly pushed in. "Fuck, Osamu!" Your back arched quickly and you threw your head back screaming, "Nothing's Even Started Yet, 'Donna, Let Me Take This Chance You've Given Me”

Chuuya Nakahara

A shining red satin dress and blood-coloured wine on a beautiful dinner table. Everything that adorns this table is together, but for whom? Chuuya Nakahara Your boyfriend PM Leader finds less time for you just with this excuse, so you are angry with him, but is this the real reason for your anger? Not really... You always loved your night life... I also loved your fantasies in your sexual relationships, but it seemed like everything was too monotonous, everything was so simple and calm, you always wanted more from him, you had dreams, you dreamed dreams, but you never had the chance to tell him this

Tonight was a golden tray presented to you to give you that chance, you were going to do your best to seduce him, a thin red dress, black ankle high heels, a silver jewelery necklace, blow-dried hair, simple make-up and spicy perfume, everything was what suits you best, the doorbell rang and The sound of your heels echoed every time you walked on the parquet floors, each step became more exciting to see your lover's face. "Welcome, my love" You said to him in a flirty tone

his tired self seemed to recover quickly he chuckled "you look attractive darling...but all this preparation? are we waiting for someone?" you made a frown on your face "Not really...a special night" chuuya frowned "special?? I forgot an important day? that's impossible.." you giggled at his daze and shook your head no "It's a special night just to talk to you" He turned towards you while looking aside his jacket and hat. "hmm? What do you want to say?" You tried to look away in embarrassment but you had already made up your mind

"My love...I...I think our relationship, that is, our night life, has become a little simpler.." This sentence made Chuuya frown, "Do you mean it's become boring?" You tried to put it together quickly, "no no! Don't think like that...I'm just very towards me...I think you're being delicate" Chuuya caressed your hair and chuckled lightly. You didn't understand this and made an angry face. "What..what's so funny??" Your lover didn't speak and took you in his arms with an unexpected move. "H-hey!" you thought he was taking you to your bedroom but he placed you at the table with the wine "What are you doing??" Your boyfriend remained silent and slowly undressed you by placing kisses and bites on your neck. He slowly took the wine glass and dripped it from your neck to your breasts. "If You're So Shy, Then Let Me Handle İt, You Won't Be Able To Walk Tomorrow”

Fyodor Dostoyevski

Your relationship with your lover had been going on for a year, of course you had a night life, but... he didn't spare enough time for you, but even if he did, he acted very lightly. You knew him, he wasn't that type of person, but then why was he treating you like that? Your nights came to your mind... "My love, I need you... " your fingers crossed his chin as you spoke to him in a flirty tone "Hmm? You need me so much right now darling" whenever you asked him and he agreed it was only licks oral or fingering

You were tired of begging him, of course you didn't tell him openly, but you knew he wasn't stupid either, so why was he hesitant to touch you? Have you ever had real sex in your one-year relationship? suspicious...of course you didn't suspect him, you knew he wasn't cheating then why? Finally you were going to discuss this issue with him. You were really tired of complaining. You tied your hair up in a messy bun and wore a light black dress. Fyodor always came home on time, this was like his routine. Finally, at exactly 20.00 the door rang and finally

You saw your lover with beautiful long purple hair, she had tied her hair into a ponytail, her beautiful purple eyes gave you a quick sharp look "I didn't know you were waiting for me so eagerly" she let out a small breath and quickly walked in she doesn't seem to care much "Fyodor...please I want to talk to you you have to listen ?" Fyodor took off his jacket and put it on the coffee table, rolling his eyes and leaning into the comfortable chair. "What is the reason for this relentless conversation, darling? You seem nervous these days." His eyes followed you until you sat next to him. "Or is some bastard bothering you? Just tell me, I will get rid of him in the most painful way." " you placed your hands on his hand "no no! this is about you..I-I mean us"

You felt so nervous 'what if I break his trust?' you thought, "How long has it been since I last had a truly passionate night with you?...I mean..you love me but you act so gentle and untouchable towards me" Dostoyevsky raised his eyebrows in surprise and tilted his head slightly to the side. This was the first time you saw him make that face. It could have been "I.. I heard you liked such things a long time ago.." your eyes widened old memories came to your mind when you were talking to your friend and she asked you what kind of men you like and you said "Let him treat me like his goddess~~fufufu" the things you said teasingly are now got into trouble

“Oh..those were just things I said casually..” fyodor gently held your chin with his hand “just like that?” You slowly lowered your head and leaned towards his hand, Fyodor's tired eyes closed slightly and he giggled. His harmonious giggle embarrassed you and made you blush. His hands wandered over your black dress. "I understand, dear.. It's all just nonsense." He left bites on your neck and made you blush. He pulled you onto his lap and while you was waiting for him to gently take off the dress you was wearing, he caused you to tear it from your chest. "Ah..!" It caused an unexpected gasp as you took off your underwear and threw them to a corner of the room “So You've Been Lusting After Me For A Long Time, Darling...Today I'll Make Sure You Take İt All İn”

Enjoy!

[ab4eva]

‘You Ain’t Shy, Don’t Lie’

Summary: Austin Butler x Reader // You decide to try something new and surprise your boyfriend with a special request.

Warnings: NFSW 18+ only, thigh riding, smut with little to no plot, titty play, dirty talk, tickling, established relationship, language, fluff, bad puns.

Word count: 2k

Authors note: Welcome to my Lazy Ghouls’ Kinktober, where I write one prompt each week of October. Thanks to @chestharrington for the great idea and for putting it together! I knew I couldn't commit to writing one fic each day, so this seemed like the perfect way to participate. Special thanks to @prompted-wordsmith for agreeing to write me a sentence prompt for each kink I chose 🩵 And thanks to Elvis who definitely messed with me while I was writing it and tried to get me to call Austin’s *ahem* “Coco” - just like we call his 🤭

Kink #1: Thigh riding

Prompt (via @prompted-wordsmith): “C'mon now, baby, sit on my lap. I won't bite... unless you ask me to.”

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Austin is drained after a long day of meetings, but when he walks in the front door to find you curled up on the couch, looking as cozy as he’s ever seen you, all of his exhaustion seems to just melt away. Glasses on and hair thrown up in a messy bun, wearing your favorite oversized Journey tee and fuzzy socks, you’re a sight for sore eyes, and it feels like he’s coming home in more ways than one. He leans against the doorframe, hands in his pockets and grinning like an idiot until you finally notice he’s there, looking up to return his smile.

“Hey you,” you say, setting aside your copy of Persuasion and stretching, taking off your glasses and rubbing the bridge of your nose. You expect him to be sitting down beside you by the time you look up at him again, but he’s still just holding up the doorframe like it’s his job, his long and lean body casually slouched, his eyes dancing with a sort of mischief. You stick out your bottom lip, pouting a little, and make grabby hands at him. He chuckles and launches out of the doorway and towards you so quickly you don’t have time to prepare before he’s on top of you, tickling you without mercy. You squeal and thrash, trying to wiggle out from underneath him, but his long fingers dig into your ribs relentlessly. You can’t stop giggling long enough to get a word in edgewise but you do manage to wrap your legs around his waist and slide to the floor, dislodging his attack for a split second, which you use to crawl away from him, holding up a couch pillow in defense.

“Hey,” you say breathlessly. “Hey now, is that any way to treat someone who has a surprise for you?” Your hair has fallen out of its bun and hangs loosely around your shoulders, your eyes sparkle with laughter and your cheeks have the prettiest pink tint to them - Austin thinks you’re the loveliest thing he’s ever seen.

“Mmm…is that right, baby? You planning on giving me something extra special to end this day on a really good note?” He starts to crawl towards you on his hands and knees, his blonde curls mussed and standing on end after your tussle. He looks like the cutest puppy you’ve ever seen and you can’t help but bite your lip to keep from laughing.

“Mm hmm…be a good boy, now, and you’ll get your treat.” His face flushes crimson and you stand, holding out your hand to him. He grabs it without hesitation, letting you pull him up and lead him to the bedroom. His hands are on your hips, squeezing gently and he whips you around the moment you’re near the bed, wrapping his arms around you and holding you close. You feel how excited he is already and your hands move grab his ass, pulling him closer to you. He plants a kiss on your cheek, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear before moving to your neck, starting to nibble softly there with his teeth. You let out a low whimper, your breath leaving your body in a rush as you melt into his touch and he feels you start to squirm a little against him. He smiles into your neck as he continues to kiss and nibble gently at the sweet spot just below your ear that he knows sends electric sparks shooting through your body.

“Babe,” you pant, and it takes everything in you to pull away, “the surprise…” He groans at the loss of contact but keeps his hand firmly planted on your hips. He cocks an eyebrow curiously at you, his mouth curving into a half-smile, his blue eyes deepening a shade darker to navy, his pupils already blown wide.

“It’s…actually two-fold, this surprise. So, first of all…” You take a step back, out of his reach, and grasp the edge of your t-shirt, pulling it up and over your head to reveal a new lingerie set. A sheer black bra and panties, edged with lace, cling to your curves and you bite your lip as you wait for his reaction. His eyes go wide as he takes you in, from head to toe and back again. You see his chest heave, drawing your eyes to that little bit of chest hair peeking out through his open collar and suddenly you need him naked. You almost forget that he hasn’t said anything yet.

“You are so goddamn sexy, babe,” Austin breathes as he closes the distance between you again, grinning as he looks at you and moves to kiss your lips, letting the passion slowly build as he kisses you languidly. His fingers brush across the silky skin of your back, making you shiver and he lets out a groan of pleasure as his hands begin to roam the soft curves and smooth skin of your body, like he can see you better if he feels you.

“You like it?” Your voice is expectant and a little breathless.

“Like it? Sweetheart, I love it. You're so fucking beautiful…and I'm gonna to show you just how much I like it right now...” His head dips to lick a long stripe up your throat and your breath catches. You grab onto his broad shoulders to steady yourself.

“Babe, can we try something tonight?” You whisper, ducking your head a little. “I was thinking…that is I…want to…” you trail off, suddenly a little shy.

“You want to what, babe? You can tell me.” He raises his eyebrows as he lifts your chin with his finger, causing you to meet his gaze. “Don’t be embarrassed.”

“Well…I think…” you take his hand and lead him to the bed, pushing him down onto it gently to where he’s leaning against the headboard. “You’re here…and…bend this leg for me?” you say, tapping his right leg, and he obeys, bending it up and placing his foot flat on the bed. “And I want to…” you stop, suddenly shy again.

“You want to what, shy girl? Go on, whisper it in my ear.” Austin smiles, grabbing your hand and pulling you closer, causing you to lean over him, your ample chest in his face. You blush and lean down to whisper in his ear. “I want to ride your thigh…” you bite your lip and pull away, looking at him expectantly. Austin feels the air leave his body for just a moment and his heart starts to beat a little bit quicker. The blush on your cheeks and your timid smile, in contrast with the almost sinful lingerie you have on, does something to him.

“C'mon now, baby, sit on my lap. I won't bite... unless you ask me to,” he murmurs as he nips your bottom lip with his teeth and pulls you in for a heated kiss, grabbing some of your hair in his hands and pulling lightly. You moan and start to unbutton his shirt, as his hands make quick work of his pants. You help him shed his clothing until he’s naked and in position again, his cock straining and standing at attention. You can’t help but lean down to plant a kiss on his pretty pink tip and it waggles in appreciation. You giggle and his cheeks color slightly.

“One more thing,” you say with a chuckle.

“Ok, pretty girl, name it,” he says with laughter in his voice as well.

“Well…I know how much you love my ass. And I was thinking…what if I faced away from you? And we can watch each other in the mirror….” you trail off. Instead of a verbal answer, Austin just growls and pulls you onto his lap so that you’re straddling his thigh and facing away from him, settling his hands on your hips and leaning in to trail little kisses across your back.

“My inventive girl. I'm going to love seeing you this way.” His hands travel up from your hips and grab onto your breasts as he gently pinches your nipples, making you gasp and grind down on his thigh a little. “And seeing you watching me as I watch you...” He bites your shoulder and you grab onto his knee to steady yourself. Austin starts to kiss and nibble your back, his hands sliding up and down your body as he slowly makes his way to your hips again. He grips them tightly, fingers digging into your soft flesh. You let a breath out as you feel his firm thigh beneath you, already pressing against your sensitive clit. His eyes meet yours in the mirror and a heated look passes between you. His face is filled with anticipation and he can see the pleasure you're already feeling.

“Alright, my princess, let's have some fun,” Austin says as he looks at you in the mirror, kissing your earlobe and nibbling that spot just below it to send a jolt through your body. You moan a little as you start to move on his thigh, the friction sending a shockwave through you. You’ve already soaked through the sheer panties you’re wearing, the wetness of the thin material only adding to your pleasure. Austin let’s his eyes travel down your body, stopping at your breasts as he moves his hands to cup them, kneading gently before slipping his fingers inside your bra, toying with your nipples, teasing them into stiff peaks. He pulls your heavy breasts out of the bra completely, gripping one in each of his large hands. Your head arches back and you slide down his thigh, pressing harder, the slickness from your arousal easing your way.

You look at Austin in the mirror, his face clouded with lust and watching yours intently, his hands on your breasts, his hot breath panting heavily in your ear. Your eyes travel to your own face and are surprised to see how fucked out you look - your face is flushed, brows drawn together in concentration and your mouth parted wantonly. Something about seeing you and Austin entwined like this in the mirror sends a rush through you and you start to speed up your movements.

“That’s it, baby girl, just like that. Ride me good and hard. Put me away wet, just how I like it. Leave your cum smeared all over me. Soak me,” he whispers in your ear, his fingers pinching your nipples harder and that’s all you need to break apart, to push yourself that last little bit until you feel the familiar wave crest and wash over you as you come, squeezing your thighs together against his. Austin’s hands keep you from falling forward. Instead, he hauls you back again his chest, settling you in his lap as his arms wrap around you and your head rests on his shoulder, catching your breath.

“Jesus. Austin. That was…” you can’t finish your thought, still coming down from your high.

“Incredible,” he finishes for you, kissing your temple and smoothing the hair back from your forehead. “You trickster, you. Bet you had this whole thing planned, right down to the book you were pretending to read when I got home.” He squeezes your waist lightly, making you jump a little.

“Hey,” you say indignantly, “I never joke about Jane Austen.” You grin at him in the mirror. “But I’m glad I could surprise you, baby. End your day on thigh note,” you tease. He groans at your bad joke.

“Just for that, missy, looks like I’m gonna have to teach you a lesson,” he whispers in your ear, before flipping you over on the bed, pinning you down and tickling you right in your ticklish spot. You yelp and giggle, but there’s no getting away this time.

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Tagging some Austin lovers who might be interested, since I don’t have an official tag list: @elvisabutler @butlersxbirdy @precious-little-scoundrel @jelliedonut @missmaywemeetagain @eliseinmemphis @slowsweetlove @purejasmine @prompted-wordsmith @austinsmutler @klizzie93 @burninlovebutler @steph-speaks @austiebuttbutt @areacodefan @stylespresleyhearted @austinstyles @blurredcolour @richardslady121 @joshuntildawn13

[delulu-with-wandanat]

International Affair (Pt.3)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Last

Reader Description: Masculine style, They/He, AFAB, International Student, 20 Years Old. Sometimes will be describe using masculine terms (man, boy, handsome, etc)

Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x InternationalStudent!Reader

Warnings 18+: Specified age gap (Wanda is 34), NFSW, Mommy kink, Submissive!Reader, Wanda receiving, Praise kink, PowerBottom!Wanda 🤭 (lmk if i miss smthn)

Summary: Wanda hires Y/n once again because her coffee machine needed fixing. On top of that, she finally gets what she wants. Y/n is more than happy to accommodate Wanda's needs.

Wanda hears her doorbell rings, she walks over to the person she's been waiting for all day. When she opens it, she was greeted with Y/n and that puppy looking grin of theirs. Christ, she really couldn't wait use them to her liking.

"Y/n! So glad you could make it."

"Of course, Mrs. Maximoff! Can't let down my favorite client." He joked, Wanda lets him in and leads him to her coffee machine.

"There's the machine. I can't figure out what's wrong with it, it seems like it's all clogged up. I use it from time to time, but my husband is the one who uses it the most." Lies, she knew what was wrong with it. It just needed a simple cleaning chemical. She was just using this as an excuse to be around them.

Y/n approached the machine and inspected it, it was the same machine he had back home. The machine was thankfully already turned on and he noticed the descale sign was on. When they pressed the brewing button, just as Wanda said, clogged up.

"I think this just needs a simple cleaning maintenance, Mrs. Maximoff. Where do you put your chemicals?" He turned to face her.

Wanda smirked slightly, slowly approaching them. Their breath hitched, suddenly Wanda got on her tiptoe to open the cabinet behind them just above their head. "It's right here darling." She handed him the cleaning chemicals.

"T-thank you." Fucking hell she was driving them crazy.

"You're welcome."

Y/n then started the cleaning procedure, he could feel her eyes on him. Wanda shamelessly watched as he does whatever the hell he needed. Leaning against the counter while crossing her arms. Y/n then runs the cleaning cycle and let it do it's thing.

"Now we just wait." They said with a smile.

"That we do." She then leaned a little closer. "I just wanted to say, thank you for helping me around the house." Her voice was slightly heavier and flirty. She rest her hand on top of their. "I really appreciate it."

"O-oh it's nothing, Mrs. Maximoff-"

"Please, call me Wanda." She gave him a flirty smile. Fuck.

"Of course, Wanda." God she loves the way her name sounds coming out from their mouth.

Tension between them was very thick, Y/n couldn't help but feel so attracted to the married woman. But he had to smack himself in the head, reminding himself that she already has someone. They pulled their hand and scratch the back of their neck.

"So how's your boys?" They tried to steer the atmosphere.

Wanda lets out a small laugh, "They're fine. The boys are having sleepovers with their friends." She leaned a little closer, "And I'm all by my lonesome." Her voice were very seductive, at this point even the oblivious Y/n noticed.

"W- won't uh" They cleared their throat, Wanda's smirk got wider. "Won't your husband be home?"

"Oh he's never home, always on a business trip."

Y/n's eyes soften at that. "That's a shame."

"It certainly is." She sighed. "I wish someone could keep me company."

"Maybe you could call up a friend?"

Wanda gave him a mischievous smile, while staring at intently. "I meant a different type of company, dear."

Y/n swallowed the lump on their throat. Before Wanda could continue, the machine beeped. Indicating the cleaning cycle was done. Y/n averted their gaze and focuses on the machine again. They did the next procedure of cleaning out all the excess chemicals. After a few minutes the machine was cleaned, water pressure was normal again, and it was ready for use.

"All done, Ma'am." They beamed at her, Wanda was slightly disappointed that it was faster than she had expected. "And free of charge, this was a simple cleaning job."

"Oh Y/n, I can't possibly do that."

"I insist, you've been a great help. I wouldn't be able to save up so much money and also get a job without you." Their eyes were genuine, another idea popped up in her head.

"Well, how about you teach me how to make a proper coffee? That way I can still pay you."

"Mrs. Maximoff I-"

"Y/n..." Wanda took a step closer to them. "I'm not taking no for an answer." They really don't know if it was the authoritative tone in her voice, or their mommy issues, but it was certainly turning them on.

"I- yes, Mrs. Maximoff." God she loves how quickly he falls at her feet, she can't help but think how submissive he gets when she finally has her ways. The thought itself was making the ache between her legs unbearable.

"And for the record, It's Wanda. You remember, don't you dear?" She stepped into their personal space, putting a gentle hand on their chin while tilting her head.

"Of course, Wanda."

"Good. Shall we?" She smirked at their nervous state and turned around to face the machine. She took the portafilter and filled it with coffee grounds. "My problem is mainly on tamping, could you help with that?"

Y/n snapped out of their trance, "Yes! Of course uh... So I'm guessing you're either tamping too hard or not enough?"

"Precisely." After evening the grounds, she took a tamper and looked back at him with a devilish smile. "Care to give me a hands-on demonstration?"

"Right." They stepped closer behind her, before they wrapped their hands to guide Wanda's. They asked for permission. "May I?"

"Please." Wanda had to control her breathing when she felt how close their bodies were, strong toned hands were wrapping themselves on hers.

"Your hand placement could be better." Y/n shifted her hand placement, "Like so, and now you just tamp." They swore they tried to keep their distance as much as possible, but in this position it was rather difficult. As when you pressed the tamper down you had to lean slightly with your body.

Wanda knew this of course, and she was enjoying it much more than she should. Y/n guided her hand, and when they both pressed down on the coffee ground. Their bodies were completely flushed, Wanda tried to hold back the sigh that was trying to get out of her throat.

She ultimately failed. Fuck at this point Wanda needed them now more than ever. Y/n heard the rather sexual sigh, they froze like a deer caught in a headlight. Are they tripping right now?

Well the cat's out of the bag, Wanda hastily dropped the portafilter on the counter and turned around to face him. Their face was inches from each other's and Y/n was too stunned to pull away.

"Let's not play dumb." Wanda put her hand on their chest and inched a little closer. "I have been wanting you for days, Y/n. I can't wait any longer."

Her voiced snapped him out of his dazed state, "I- Wanda..."

Wanda hummed, the tone in her voice filled with lust. "I love the way my name sounds when you say it." Their heart was pounding very fast, Wanda could feel it. "Why so nervous, darling?" She smirked, god that fucking smirk.

"W-we really shouldn't" He stammered.

"Why not?"

"You're married." Wanda rolled her eyes at that.

"He doesn't need to know. What's wrong with a little summer fun, hmmm?" She inched closer, her hand going up to their neck.

"Mrs. Maximoff I don't-"

"How many times do I have to tell you?" Her authoritative voice came out again, it made them weak on the knee. Wanda noticed the effect it has on him, and smiled mischievously. "What's my name?"

"Wanda..." They breathe out.

"Good boy." Fuck oh fuck, Y/n thought. All moral compass thrown out the window. He was ready to follow her orders like a puppy. Seems like Wanda noticed this too. "You like being called that, don't you?"

They swallowed the lump in their throat, "Yes..."

"Are you going to be a good boy for mommy?" Yep that was it.

"Yes I will." Y/n wasn't the only mess here, Wanda herself was extremely aroused. The idea of being able to command them, and the fact that Y/n would follow it without a second thought was doing numbers on her.

This feeling of dominant was new to her, and she loved every second of it. She pulled him down and sealed their lips, Y/n’s heart practically exploded. Wanda was very rough, yet he didn't mind. Her hand flew up to wrap around their broad shoulders. While Y/n's held her by the waist.

Wanda's tongue asked for entrance, and Y/n granted it. Wanda moaned when she felt her tongue being sucked in, god she couldn't wait to feel those mouth elsewhere. When they broke the kiss, Wanda bit on his bottom lip which erupted a moan from him. She couldn't take it anymore, the searing ache between her legs was driving her crazy.

She grab their hand and guided it to go under her pants, "Don't be shy darling." This simple gesture made Y/n's head feel light. The act of caring yet authoritative was not something he expected to have such a huge effect on him.

When they felt the pool of arousal they couldn't help but moaned out the word, "Fuck..."

"You feel how much I need you, baby?" This whole thing was making their head spin, they only could nod in response. "Yeah?" Her voice dripping with arousal, its almost like she was taunting him. Kinda hot though. Wanda pulled him back into a sloppy kiss.

"Be a good boy and do what you gotta do." They didn't need to told twice, their fingers found her aching bud and rubbed slow circles on it. Wanda threw her head back and moaned out loud.

"Oh god-" Christ the sounds she was making was divine, Y/n could listen to this all day. "That's it baby, right there ah..." Wanda had to hold onto them for dear life.

You would think someone would not get so riled up from a simple circular motion, but don’t judge Wanda. Her husband was awfully terrible in bed, and she haven’t had any decent pleasure in years. On top of that, Y/n had been plaguing her mind for the past week.

She was sexually frustrated.

"Wanda hmpf-" Wanda didn't let him speak as she sealed their lips once again in an attempt to cover her moans.

"You're doing such a great job for mommy." The praises only made them more motivated to pleasure her. "Oh fuck- don't stop" Wanda moaned against their mouth and Y/n swallowed every single one of them. Their hand move at the perfect pace. Not fast, not slow either. Just steady.

Wanda was getting closer by each second, she hasn't felt this much pleasure in a long time. "God - I'm so close baby-" She manages to breathe out, her hand found it's way on to their hair and pulled on it.

"Fuck- Wanda..." She couldn't help but moaned out loud when she heard her name coming out of their mouth. The pull she had on him was rather painful yet arousing at the same time.

"D- Don't stop talking." She commaned.

"Yes, Wanda." Another loud moan erupted from her throat. Y/n leaned forward to whisper in her ear, nibbling her earlobe. "I will please you however you like. I'm ready to worship you, Wanda." Her other hand gripped his forearm that he was sure it was going to leave a mark.

"Oh! Baby I'm g-" She couldn't finished her sentence and hid her face on their shoulders.

"Shhh, I got you. Let go for me, Wanda." Finally she reached her peak, she covered her loud moans by biting their shoulders. Y/n hissed in pain, but again he did not mind. Wanda was too pre-occupied with her orgasm to notice. They help her ride it out until she calmed down.

When they pulled out their hand, it was a complete mess. Y/n took their finger up to their mouth and licked it clean while staring at Wanda intently. Once he was done, Wanda pulled them in to a kiss and shoved her tongue in. Savoring the taste of herself, she hummed in delight.

When they pulled back, they can't help but smiled lovingly at Wanda. "You're beautiful, Wanda."

Still tired from her orgasm, she gave him a weak smile. "You did wonderful, darling."

They noticed Wanda seemed rather weak on the knee, they pick her up and have her sit on the counter. Y/n's hand reach up to brush a strand of hair off face, he leaned in to put a soft kiss on her forehead. Wanda was slightly confused at the gesture and had to processed it for a second.

The younger one then moved away for a second. When he returned, he offered Wanda a glass of water, "Thirsty?"

Wanda couldn't help but laugh softly, "Thank you, Y/n." She grabbed the glass and hummed once her dry throat was hydrated. It was a rather new concept for her, aftercare. As her own husband never done it for her, it felt... nice.

"I may need another help with something." Wanda said, faint smirk creeping on her lips.

"What is it?"

"I need you to clean up the mess you make."

I cant write smut. Im shy af, this is the best i can do mkay 🥲🫶

Yea I know it’s not detailed cus i cant I CANT OK JEJDJJ AHHHH

[w1ll0wl0ck3]

"I'm not a monster, like they all said!"

I'm Willow Locke, I'm 16, I use She/They pronouns and I go to Hatchetfield High.

My counselor told me to get this app to "make connections" and to "be social" or whatever.

My special interests are Astrology, Musical theatre, Horror movies, anime and stuff on the occult.

I don't know a lot about this app but i found out that you can ask stuff and I'll answer them or something.

OCC

Hi it's Cait aka @wigglyobsessedweirdo! If you want to know more about me check out my blog :]

This is a rp and ask blog both character asks and non character asks are welcome :D

MORE ABOUT WILLOW

Shes a sophomore at hatchetfield high, she doesn't have a lot of friends. She won't say it but she hopes to make friends on here. Her home life isn't ideal, her parents fight a lot and she's worried that they'll separate. One day she stumbled upon the black book in the witchwood and accidentally summoned the Lords. She made a deal with them (more specifically wiggly). The deal was that she becomes a devotee to the Lords and in return they make sure that her parents stay together.

Her home life is fucked up, she is neglected horribly (when she was younger she didn't eat for three days) her parents are in a broken marriage they don't love each other but keep up appearances (partly bc of wigglys influence due to the deal) so that the town doesn't gossip about their family, wanting to be seen as perfect. They also verbally abused willow telling her that she's not good enough and she doesn't deserve anything, just to name a few. They're always constantly pushing her to be the best and constantly chastising her for the smallest things while also constantly neglecting Willow, never paying attention to willows problems and needs.

She also works at Watcher World at the weekend, just a fun tidbit

I don't have all of her lore figured out but I'll update this when I figure it out but by bit.

[Voice claim: Marceline from adventure time]

Songs I associate her with:

Crack baby by Mitski

Class of 2013 by Mitski

Teen idle by Marina

Devil town by cavetown

-RULES-

• No shipping

• No NFSW

• Be respectful

-DNI-

• Proshippers

• Homophobes/queerphobes

• Pedophiles

• Racists

• Zionists

• Just anyone problematic in general

-TAGS-

• Willow answers: Any asks/ answers directed at Willow

• Willow posts: Any posts made by willow

• Willow Rps: Any Rps willow does

• Cait answers: Any asks directed at/ answered by me

• Cait posts: Any posts made by me (dw these will just be announcements or anything else, won't be frequent)

If you see //*insert whatever* in the tags thats me commenting on asks.

This took a lot of work so it would mean a lot if you followed and interacted :]

[ruru-bean]

✨Gem & Friends✨ Welcome all of tumblr to my very weird blog I(RuRu) have made a small thing called ✨ask Gem & Friends✨ on my blog Name: mars, Gem or RuRu My AU is 🧁the baker AU🧁 🚫rules🚫 No NFSW ask🔞 No shaming No bullying No art stealing No vent hate No scene, emo, goth hating ✨That’s all✨

🥹Fandoms👍 Undertale, Deltaruin, fnaf, Fnf, Anime (I can list), Lego monkey kid, Animators vs animations, Dandy’s world, Roblox Squid game, App humans, Country humans, Musicals Shows, Murder drones, TADC DHMIS, Welcome home, ECT

I am the original creator for all my OCs but if it says another persons name 🚫!IT IS NOT MINE!🚫

✨🥂And I hope you have a nice and blessed day🥂✨ From: ❤️my ask blog + Gem❤️

[buddycakeartistworld]

Heyoo everyone, welcome to my silly blog! 🤪

I have a sona, a.k.a me in the real life💜🥀

About me~:

Pronouns: She/Her / She/Them♀️.

Age: under 15y (1/27/??).

Born: Indonesian!! 🇲🇨~ (But I won't tell you where my house is, what are you guys doing at my house?, Party?. Lol I don't have much time for parties right now (Maybe Sometime!)

Name: R.A :3 (intials of name, but you can call me RIVIN or ARIN! or whatever to you).

Favorite Food:

Satay 🍡 (This emoji is not satay, I use this because there is no satay emoji TwT, And also this emoji looks like satay).

Sardine Fish 🐟.

Meatball 🍜 (This is ramen, and not meatballs, well like before, because there was no meatball emoji yet 😢).

Spicy food 🌶️ (Not Really).

Rendang~🍛 (idk if this is rendang or not, but who cares!).

Cake 🍰.

Sexuality: ??????, Idk, what is my sexuality, I don't know..., but it seems like Heterosexual and Asexual (not really, actually I don't really like sexual things, but I don't really hate them), Demisexual (my sexuality can still change over time, But I will still try to stay straight ).

Zodiac: Aquarius ♒.

Height: ???? (I'm too lazy to check my own height).

Tools: I use my fingers to draw, and I also use my Phone. The software I use for drawing is FlipAnim, and maybe sometime Magma.com.

What I Like:

Cat.

TADC.

Gaslight Distric .

Murder Dronesm

Knight of Guineverse.

FPE.

FNAF (Not really).

Poppy Playtime.

Garten of BanBan (GOB)

Making theory.

Horror.

Gore (Sometime).

Shipping (Sometimes i'm Proshipper lol).

Anime (not really).

Drawing and make animation :D (Inspired by kaatie aka creator of FPE!, but i can lose motivation for a while..).

What I Don't Like:

Scammer.

Doxxing.

Pedophile.

Impersonators.

Critical thinking (not really).

Incest.

Drama (not really).

Period.

Bullying (Except for bad people, such people deserve to be bullied).

someone bothering me.

Something i must tell you:

Do not bother me!.

Check out my media social~:

Twitter: Buddy🌺 (but locked for some reason..).

Tumblr: buddycake.

Bluesky: ☠️BuddyIsFine💜.

TikTok: BuddyBoom

Instagram: rivingirls128.

DeviantArt: RandomGirl3617.

Pinterest: RandomGirl (I forget, sorry😅).

Discord Account: RIVIN.

Discord Server: RIVIN SERVER YEAH.

(If I am inactive on my social media, there are several possibilities, the first possibility: I am sick, hospitalized, or dead, to find out whether I am still alive or not, check my father's Facebook, Ehh...I forgot His Facebook name 😅), Second possibility: I am on a family vacation or celebrating a religious event, Third possibility: my phone is broken, dead, or the phone has been restarted).

(⚠️!!Warning!!⚠️: My blog will contain sensitive things:

Gore.

Sexual Harassment.

Bully.

Mental health issues (Including depression, anxiety, social anxiety and etc).

Rape.

Satanic .

Horror.

Swearing.

Slur.

Political issues.

Religious issues.

Existential crisis.

Trauma.

although not all of my animations or stories are like that, maybe only a few, and the rest are light and wholesome stories, And maybe I will also make posts about my daily life, latest news, etc.).

!Rules!:

Don't send me NFSW.

No GOFOUNDME Link please or advertisement for Palestine here.

Don't ask which is better, Poppy Playtime or Garten Of BanBan (I can't choose, I love both games!! 😣).

No Pornbots please.

No Cyberbullying.

No Bullying.

If you want to DM me, please do!, I'm open to being DMed by anyone :3 (but please don't DM me for inappropriate things, like sending porn site links (that's disgusting) and please don't asking for my home address, email, or phone number (I can only communicate with my friends via discord :).

And yes, Just enjoy my blog ^^, Bye Bye!! (Oh yes, One more thing, I might update the pinned post).

[bresasha]

Btw the request I made earlier

About the omega boys and alpha reader

I wanted it wholesome

Sorry if my request sounded the nsfw way

Thank you for the suggestion Wanglexiex! >:D LET'S DO ITTTT (sorry i gonna TodoBakuDeku as alphas and Reader as an Omega, i'm sorrrrryyy!!)

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Warning - ( please don’t judge me ha ha..) ⚠️Polygamous Relationship, Language, Aged up (17 - 20) Second Person POV.⚠️ •

This going to be Sfw, since I had never written Nfsw before. And really don’t know how to write those kind of stories…

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3 Alphas, 1 Omega - Hunt before hibernation (SHORT I SORRY-)

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In one autumn day, You and the Alphas Todoroki, Bakugou, and Midoriya is an the hunt for food before hibernation begins. But it's getting difficult to hunt preys due to best and hardest hiding places their can hide.

Jeez.. where the hell is the stupid prey!?! Bakugou growls while seeking super to hard to each spot.

i don't know.. what about using your nose. we have them for an reason. You said pointing at your own nose. Todoroki starting to use his nose to scent the out the scared and fragile preys. Wait i smell them, they are over there Todoroki speak quietly so the prey don't hear him.

Okay. Thank you shoto. Midoriya said quietly but calming then start following him. Tch- Bakugou said while him and you following them from behind.

Once You and the others have arrived behind the hiding spot them was hiding. Bakugou starting approach by running right straight to them.

RAUUUUUUGHHH! WE FIND YA'LL, YOU LITTLE PIECES OF SHITS!!

Thanks to Katsuki Bakugou. all the little preys, deers, bunnies, and more animals had spit up and getting away.

KATSUKI/KACCHAN!! The three of you yelled.

That was an dumb move Kats, it's was our chance to hunt them You said pouted while catching up to katsuki.

yea kacchan, we supposed to sneak up to them quietly, not running up to them loudly. Midoriya put his paws/hands on bakugou's shoulder.

YEA YEA!! Don't have too tell me. i was super pissed okay?? Bakugou saids putting Midoriya's Paw off of him

Awh it's okay katsuki~ you be alright. Todoroki saids while putting his paws around katsuki's waist and whispering his ear.

Sh-Shoto!! Not Mee!! Bakugou is blushing Awww Okay, ooooooh Izuku~ Shoto came to izuku, Izuku also starting blushing. A-ah sh-shoto m-mm m- mmm m-mm. Ahh Yes, here we go again with shoto. You said while smirking. mhmm. don't think that i forget about you y/n~

*Shoto peck your lips*

O////O

You blush completely red and completely said. okay okay shoto you can do anything when we come back home. You said while hiding your face from shoto.

fine todoroki pouted cutely. making Bakugou and Midoriya more jealous enough to make an "HMPH" sound right behind You and Todoroki.

Alright you dumbassess, we are here to hunt. Not to flirt. Bakugou said domesticity but not in the abusive way. Yea! Kacchan is right.. besides we can't come home empty handed.

al rightly then, let's just at least some food that can last for an while. Y/n said. HELL YEAH and this time i well get more than Icy-hot!?! Bakugou before he bout to get ready to hunt. Let's see bout that Todoroki does the same thing that bakugou did.

READY SET GO- Todoroki makes his move and already hunting. DAMNIT! Bakugou growls before starting to search the food as fastest as he could.

Welp. Let's goo deku! You said cheerfully while taking his paw/hand. Midoriya chuckled and went right along with you.

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during the rest of the evening, you four continue hunting for food as much as ya'll could. Luckily (i said it because of Bakugou), You and Others have enough world that can last until winter starts. That's is when You cuddled with handsome and cute 3 alphas, Kisses and Sweet Whispers to your ear. Then fall fast asleep for 4 - 7 months.

.

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Oh yea! Todoroki got the most food. >:D

Congrats Shoto-

GOD DAMNIT YOU ICYTHO-

(THANKS FOR READING!! I hope y’all like it, and welcome to my tumblr~✨💛✨, Please send out suggestions and ideas on what I should do. It cannot be Smut or Nfsw. But Can be wholesome relationship scenarios. AUs can be Villain Fantasy and more!! Byeee have an nice day/night! 💛💛💛💛💛💛💛

[britpopgirly]

꒰ঌ Welcome to my introduction blog! ໒꒱

˚₊‧⁺ ABOUT ME ⁺‧₊˚

(I lost my old account so this is my new blog n shit)

♥︎ My name is Megan, im dyslexic so sorry if some spelling is shit

♥︎ born February 14th, 2008

♥︎ I’m 16 so if you’re under 13 please don’t interact with me, I’m straight 

♥︎ I love listening to oasis, Ariana Grande, Noel Gallagher, the Beatles, hole, blur, stone roses, Ian brown, nirvana, Amy winehouse,happy Mondays, Lana del ray, Gorillaz

♥︎ my favourite song would probably be bonehead bank holiday oasis or maybe if I had a gun Noel Gallagher

♥︎ my favourite movies are uptown girl, Sid and Nancy, supersonic, virgin suicides, a hard days night

⊹。°˖➴ MORE INFO ˚˖𓍢ִ໋˚

・゜゜・．・゜゜・．・゜゜・．・゜゜・

♥︎ interests: Oasis, Ariana Grande, Liam Gallagher, the Beatles, movies, britpop, kate moss, models, girl blogging, music, 2000s, the 60s-50s,whispers, drugs, cigarettes, alcohol, fairies, coquette aestethic, sad girl aesthetic, animals 

♥︎ DNI: home/transphobes, racists, nfsw blogs, ed blogs, ppl who are just rude, and any one 30+ who is weird no no no no

♥︎ my other socials

Insta: kb2btrappy (my account is private tho)

TikTok: honeymoon_girly (I’m a editing account)

Airbuds: honeymoongirly

. ݁˖ . ݁ Interact if you’re interested  . ݁₊ ⊹

Bye all please don’t be shy too dm me anytime to have a chat ⭑.ᐟ

[mars-onthe-moon]

Welcome!

Welcome to my blog where I post my fan art and fics!

Fandoms I’m currently posting about…

HxH

MXTX/Danmei

Gravity Falls

Welcome Home

Random Anime’s

Breath of the Wild/Zelda

…but also literally anything and everything.

✨Content warning✨

Amongst my ships you may find…

Hisoillu

Billdip

Everything is aged up, consensual, and safe for work but if you have a problem with the clown or seeing these characters/ships, you’ve been warned.

I will also post BL/manga artwork, nothing overly nsfw and things crossing that line will be tagged as such.

If you made it this far, you deserve some links!

Tiktok -

Insta-

My side blog -

My Billdip Fic -

Spotify (character and ship playlists) -

Thank you so much for your reblogs, asks, and comments! 💕 If you have any questions, specific content you would like to see more of, want me to draw u something, or literally anything else, feel free to ask away!

[chaifootsteps]

I know I’m late to this but to add more context to what happened with the Welcome home fanbases as a former WH fan myself. WH blow up 6 months ago if I recall and this all happened in that time. Basically, the Creator Clown had said they didn’t want ppl posting NSFW of WH until he could make a proper tag for it. A lot of NSFW content creators get upset at this and posted said art outta spite (there was a lot and I mean a lot of pedo fics on ao3 involving Wally and a child readers or OCs), some blamed Clown saying if he didn’t want his characters to be lewd then he shouldn’t have shard them online, and crossing his overall boundaries, a couple even sent him said art. So the fanbase became very hostile towards NFSW artists because of it. Then there was also the fanbase losing their minds getting upset when Clown had eventually allowed said contact fans tried recognizing Clown’s speech pattern to see if he was hacked or not to where the other VAs had to come out and tell the fans off, not to mention the fanbase heavily infantile/overprotective of the creator and acting as a spokesperson for them, the fanbase having a complete meltdown after founding out Mattpad was going to make theory video on Welcome Home, they flooded his comment section telling his fans and Matt to leave Clown alone or he doesn’t milk it, or he better not link WH to any irl tragedies ( as he tends to do in his videos at times) it was quite annoying. They even harassed Matt and his fanbase on his Twitter as well. A lot of art thief going around stealing others AUs (TikTok as WH was blowing up on there) and from what I heard from a few friends that there was more. There’s been a call out post, someone made a very questionable butcher AU and there was other artist behind a popular Wally AU (I think it was priest Wally AU) get outed as being a not good person. From my friends who’s still in the fanbase told me alot of good artists who’ve only been in the fanbase for a month dipped because of how much shit went down.

I no longer regret never getting into the Welcome Home fandom.

[heavensitself]

warning : some nfsw words, and blood images, with swear words

Missy flowered but I began to loose it

(novel in Tumblr only)

Chapter 1 : a new home

I have no sense of outside world but the curiosity of the world began to make me vomit, so I escape the inside, I didn't even realize how beautiful it is...

my name is flowered gelbt aiensten

I've been traveling the world until I found an weird factory, I saw the factory name poppy playtime, I ignore the request of my Brain for it's coming. At the leautant forest. I saw...BERRYS! but why is it pink? Oh well I will eat it. After long journey I brain start forcing me going back to the factory indeed I feel so special about it. But I feel dumped by it. And I keep on ignoring the brain of mine realizing my strength is gone. I saw an old cabin, no one was in it. And it has my name. But different clans/bloodline

It was. An different scent smell. Why does it smell sleepy here? Am I trapped. What is this gas? I look at the name

That's not my name. "Flowered lu li la lesaborn?" My real name is flowered gelbt aiensten. I'm trying not to inhale the weird sleepy red gas and then I failed. I woke up into an place the word. "Playcare" what is this? An made up orphanage? I mean it's a big place though. But why am in a room...who are you. Why do I see..an cat? Big purple cat..strangling one of his friends who is he? Maybe is this an dream? What am I dreaming? I woke up and I'm in an basement? And an little alived doll who has red twin tail's hair. And an pink fur creature. And an blue fur creature. Staring at me..waiting me to wake up.

"huh? What's going on?...WHO THE F9CK ARE YOU B1TVHES?"

Poppy : woah calm down! I'm poppy! And that's huggy wuggy and kissy missy. Welcome to the capriccio farce!

"huh? Capriccio farce?"

??? : who is that?

An dog came in. His body..is bleeding.

Poppy : huh? Oh hey dogday! This is...uhhh

Kissy missy : don't be scared what's your name?

"...me? I'm flowered gelbt aiensten."

Kissy missy : hi I'm kissy missy!

"does that even count?"

Kissy missy : no.

"oh."

Dogday : oh an angel! Hi!

"....hi? You look like.."

"nevermind."

Dogday : okay...also. what happened to your eye?

"....."

Dogday : sorry if I say that.

Huggy wuggy : were going on!

Dogday : we can't get a break?

Huggy wuggy : yeah! We are! I can't get a break too.

Dogday : well yeah.. also here's you're. Helper. Angel.

"thanks."

They left me alone. And now I have no choice but an basement. He left me an purple hand. The dog's voice sounds like lu li la. I forced myself to get up and sneakily get out of the basement. I see an guy and the others in the elevator. Going down. And I can't get a chance. I wish if I say..nevermind. I go to home sweet home. I saw an pig eating an child's head. I ran and cried. I didn't even know my favorite animal would do such thing. I decided to be brave again. I feel like I'm in anger. After years and years. My anger has been pulled out. I decided to grab an fire extinguisher on the fucking home sweet fuck the home. I killed the fucking asshole who eated an childs head I feel like an maniac. I decided to cover her body. Letting not everyone know that was me. I feel satisfied after 10 years of anger inside. I'm still 15. I shouldn't have do this..but nevermind I'm going. I explore the playcare found an what the fuck? An shrine? Bitch what the fuck? Who the fuck even do that shit? Oh fuck. Wait is that the big talk purple cat in my dream? Why is he praying? To the shrine. Nevermind I'm gonna throw THIS stupid pig body to the shrine, as I throw it. He notices and he jumps to it and I began to run away. Didn't know I could get myself in danger. Oh no I'm lost. IN AN GARDEN? That's it I'm going to find. Oh an telephone. I'm gonna do an random number. 1999! Wait it worked-

Poppy : who's calling?

"...poppy?"

Poppy : where are you?

"getting chased by an cat."

Poppy : why did you do that?

"......"

Poppy : I get it you want to be free but...

Suddenly I heard screams

Kissy missy : there you are! Now let's go back to the basement! Dogday and I. Oh.. I didn't know there's another body. You know what.

Kissy missy use decided to pick me up, atleast she didn't know that's was picky piggy's body. She's throwing me back to the basement and now. I'm in a fucking room...

(part 2 later)

Part 2 is here!

They saw me in curious. I was weirded out and that's the guy. But why is his hair like a girl why the fuck his hair is declined gravity

"...WHY THE FUCK YOUR HAIR DECLINED GRAVITY"

(continuation of part 2 soon)

Reptile : hey be nice! This is just my hair! Also my name is reptile.

Dogday : uhh. Angel.

Reptile : what now.

Dogday : do you ever think someone is coming.

Reptile : that make sense because you fucking think that someone going to kills us and I think that someone coming down here because we're just taking care of...who is she again?

Dogday : flowered.

Reptile : yeah flowered.

I didn't even have a choice but..my anger was upon me. So what I do? I grab the scissors that on the table and I hit it to reptile's eye. He was screaming and I ran as fast I can. I don't wanna see everyone like I'm an murderer until I tripped and I saw an hand.

??? : join us!

"....you..no."

??? : such an heretic.

"fuck you."

And I run again trying to escape them.until I found an child.

??? : hm?

What the fuck is she doing. Why is she breaking that.. arms of someone.

??? : ....

She kept breaking it. I blink and..she's gone it was an hallucination. Until I got caught by fucking catnap I didn't even know he could be behind and then I faint. In a bit of waking up I saw myself is...

He's just dragging me back to..an mother fucking shrine.

"what the fuck are you.. oh shit no weapons."

I look around no sharp things or strong things to make them die or faint. And then I thought he's going to bite and kill me but I realize. Why the fuck is he licking me? Treating me like the daughter he knew.

(part 3 coming soon)

(part 3 here)

"what..."

What the fuck... HE'S PURRING? and he sleeps with m- ow.. that hurt. Seriously is he schizophrenia? Well damn I mean I could sleep with him I have no bunk beds in that stupid basement. And then I sleep for 2 minutes and then he's gone when I awake. I decided to find any weapons so I could have protect myself. And then I see...an cardboard cutout. I click it. And it says

Bobby bearhug : "you humans, you must die.YOU PATHETIC GIVE ME YOUR SAINTS YOU SATANS."

Damn. Never knew bobby bearhug ever do say that...oh! Is that an bat? Wait nailed bat! I'm gonna put this in...ah yes. I forgot my bag is gone. Oh lucky! I found an. Bag. Wow such an cool merch of an...what's this. Oh it's cat bee's merch I'm gonna use this bag and put this nailed bat in the bag. And now I start walking again finding out what was he's onto. Until I saw bobby bear hug with a spear. Never knew what's onto her. I sneaked until I accidentally break a glass of an wine. Which determines my way. Until I decided to defend myself and we got into a fight I almost died as she choked and throw onto the wall and then I nose bleed. My anger has absorbed my body I see an rope and then I decided make an choice. I would make her fight me in my position and if her spear hits it I would managely kill her. As we fight again my eye got sliced. The left eye. Oh god.

I just got in my breaking point realizing I was in front of bobby bear hug. So I successfully make her spear hit the rope and the boxes that is filled with...OHHH. IRONS? Only half of her body is trapped the legs and the hips. And her right arm.i grab her spear, And I decided to say this to her.

"seriously, you're pathetic you know that."

Bobbybearhug : "how could a child would defeat such army?"

"rather to die than accepting mercy...no.."

Bobbybearhug : what..

"live...live. knowing that you ONLY. Do because I let you."

"a failure."

I left her...sense of guilt has absorbed me. So..I decided..

"you really thought I could have..a chance of mind?"

Bobby bearhug : "what.. you.. you're gonna save me?"

"your thoughts are correct. Your chants you're life. I know that. You never knew me. Because I'm just here. Why would I even let you go? Do I feel no guilt for leaving such person? Would you think I would let you starve?"

"YOU DON'T EVEN THINKING ABOUT THAT I WOULD SAVE YOU. you would be able to tell why you would want to kill me."

Bobbybearhug : "I even...want to spread sympathy's and kill kids or humans roaming around."

"do you even realize that you're even pathetic to think about savory and freedom. You even don't care. You just wanted to be alone you need to be helped. Not even we need to be alone you think your powerful enough to be a master. You never get to know who's and who. Are the strongest you just take a bite of the chanted words. So you thought you would be able to defeated me."

Bobby bearhug : you...really did helped me..even tho your still a kid. You still have an strong future huh...

"well would you mind..."

"if I would help. If any betrayals. I don't give a fuck. We will still find a way to get out of this place. This is hell."

"now take my hand so we could end this slave."

She decides to be helped realizing she was alone. I was right. She never get a chance to be a master even tho is not the dream of her's. But I realize she's stuck. And then her body got torn off. Her legs a d waist and her right arm.

Bobbybearhug : "SHIT."

(part 5 coming soon)

(part 5 is here!)

I saw her body is torn off. Well. I have no choice but kill her with her spear. I felt guilty absorbed around me, I ran crying while holding an spear. And carrying an bag with the nailed bat. Until I tripped found fucking catnap... He grabbed me with his mouth and dragged me back to the fucking basement again.

Reptile : "okay give one second to intercourse. So you ran. You attack. You...what else."

"I didn't do anything."

Catnap : "don't lie my child."

"LIE?"

DANG. His voice is deep and..raspy? Vertically deep. Very deep.

"BUT YOU GUYS TREAT ME LIKE I WAS NOT ALLOWED TO."

Reptile : "yes because you are still an kid."

"I'M AN TEENAGER. ASSHOLE!"

dogday : "language!"

"FUCKING-"

Catnap : language, flowered.

"SSSSSFFFFRICK! WHY AM I FFFFUFFFFFFFRICKING! COMING HERE?"

Catnap : "you know what you did, bobby died, picky piggy died, and you decline our s-"

Dogday : "catnap!"

Catnap : [sighs] "look, I know your not involved like this. But be normal."

"one question. WHY IS YOUR STOMACH BULGED OUT."

Catnap : "such an inappropriate question there."

Dogday : "we should go."

They left and only me and reptile.

Reptile : "sorry they're kinda...rude. but they're trying to be nice. Well to answer your question. He's actually pregnant"

"wow. Never knew that."

Reptile : "so. What's sup lately?"

"I just wanna go home but this? This is dumb! Why am I locked in an fucking basement?"

Reptile : "hehe. Well I could take you to your room."

"yeah. Hotels."

I followed reptile and we ended up in home sweet home. I see myself there "flowered room" with an like wood scracth on the door. And then. Some moanings and plap plap plap. On the other room. I go to my room and wow. Just an normal room. It's better than living in my parents house. Such dissapointment for it. I finally have the perfect and comfortable way to sleep rather than. This. Now I slept for fucking 9 hours. And I woke up. I realize. Someone opened my door and snatch my fucking nailer bat and the spear I took from bobby bear hug. And then I heard some talks and now I will snitch and hear inside my room.

Bobby bearhug : "thanks for helping me I didn't know she would be that angry at me. I never knew she have PTSD."

Dogday : "it's fine. We knew we got too rude to her as we talk to her in the basement. So uh we just wanna forgive but no succes. She's really asleep."

Catnap : "I know that she would ask what's going on my stomach."

Bobby bearhug : "what did you guys did this time?"

Dogday : "we have sex again and now...uhhhh- I didn't know I just made him pregnant."

Bobby bearhug : "still the same dogday.",

I decided if it's okay to open the door but I refused I look at the time is fucking 3 am. So i decide if it's okay to open the door. And now....I hear.

Bobby bearhug : "catnap your vagina is visible."

Catnap : "I'm a cat bobby. That's regular for cats."

Dogday : "yeah...we should continue have s- ...."

"...you guys were talking about what again."

Dogday : "uh nothing?"

Catnap : "go back to sleep.

"hell no!"

Catnap : [sigh] "what are you doing."

"I can't sleep."

Dogday : "hey...catnap you always wish when a child was born you and me will cuddle and sleep with it why don't we try it with flowered?"

Catnap : "yeah sweetheart. Come here."

As catnap carried me, went to the room and slept together

That was the comfortable moment where they really treat me like a child they knew

(part 6 coming soon)

(part 6 is here!)

I woke up

"annghhhhdhh...huh?"

I saw an something made me uncomfortable. And I hide under the blanket. And I heard what dogday and catnap said

Dogday : "did we accidentally made her uncomfortable?"

Catnap : "I told you honey."

Dogday : [sighs.] Flowered?

"what....."

Dogday : "I'm sorry to make you uncomfortable."

",.."

I open the covers and...

"okay.."

I said while being quiet.

Dogday : "aw..I'm sorry."

He hugged me. And catnap too. Is like an joyful family I felt...

*suddenly huggy wuggy comes in with an bang of door. And then yells*

Huggy wuggy : "WE FOUND AN DEAD BODY!"

Dogday : who?

Huggy wuggy : kicken chicken.

They were shocked. And I didn't... I was confuse who was kicken chicken.

Catnap : "stay here flowered you're not allowed to see this."

Dogday,catnap and huggy wuggy is gone. They ran..to the place where he died. So...I start sneaking to find the reason why..until I go to the make a friend station and now I saw what he meant.... His body was torn off and nailed to the cross.

[ volume 1 chapter 1 ended ]

[lucasbarelysleeps]

Hi the names Lucas! And this Page/ Blog will mainly have DHMIS due to being fixated A LOT on it rn anyway let’s get onto more about me!

Personal!

Lucas

Age: 14

Pronouns: He/ him

Birthday: 5/09

Hobbies: Drawing, listening to music, daydreaming and Sleep (even though I don’t get much of it)

Fandoms!!!:

DHMIS

TOH

Welcome Home

South Park

Madness Combat

Hazbin hotel

Helluva boss

Eddsworld

Happy tree friends

Murder drones

The Amazing digital circus

FNAF

Regretevator

Phighting

Pressure

Comfort characters:

Lamp- DHMIS

Collector- TOH

Howdy-Welcome Home

Stan marsh- South Park

Deimos- madness Combat

Ocs!!:

Lucas: no Fandom

Tristan: DHMIS

Larry: welcome home

Lucas: South Park

Mason: Madness combat

Marcus: Regretevator

Death trident: phighting

Jovials jester staff (jovial): phighting

Double axe: phighting

Dark summoner staff: phighting

Sadly I don’t have a TOH OC 😢

⚠️DNI⚠️:

Proshippers

NFSW

Pedophiles

Racists

Homophobes and Transphobes

Zoophiles

Ableists

Sexists

Lolicons/shotacons

I think that’s all I have to say for now (I’ll probably update the DNI list when I remember more) so yea I’ll see you around!

(Btw here are some of my ocs!)