#OH MY GOD SO SWEEEEET

[woozi]

YZAAA DAYYYYY??? IS IT BECAUSE JEONGHAN DROPPED NEW COLLARBONE, ARMS AND SHOULDER PICS SO ITS SECOND BIRTHDAY BY DEFAULT, I STILL HAVE YOUR NOTIFS ON AND I LOOKED AT MY PHONE LIKE 👀 MAYBE I GOTTA GET BACK ON HERE FOR THE YZATENT, HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYYY HEHEHEH <333 BUT ALSO HAVE YOU HEARD THE HIGHLIGHT MELODY BECAUSE MONSTER SOUNDS REAL ASS SHAKEY I CAN ALREADY FEEL IT PHANTOM FALLING OFF HEIRHEODJDIDJDJFJ

[pansypr3p]

do you have an images of tre that make you want to frick him particular bad

EHEHEHE FRICK HIM

[dbs-scans]

April Fools’ 2024

This is our translated version of the event held on AidaIro’s twitter account for April Fools’ Day 2024. We hope you enjoy!

(Read it on twitter.)

You're a member of a certain occult forum. Among the various spooky stories posted every day, you find one a bit stranger then usual... Almost as if it were a cry for help—

――Hello, is anybody there?

POLL:

There is ✅

There isn't 

Thank God, somebody replied!

I know this is out of the blue, but will you hear my story?

POLL:

Sure ✅

No thanks

When I woke up, I was sitting in an unfamiliar train. Instead of what I usually carry, there was an old cellphone in my pocket along with a piece of paper that said "Use when you're in a bind." There's no service, so I can't call anyone or anything like that, but for some reason I can access this website.

I heard about this once from Teru-nii... But this is THAT website, isn't it!? The anonymous forum for talented freelance exorcists!? I mean, everyone's name here is "Anonymous Exorcist", after all!

POLL:

That’s right ✅

We’re regular people

Sweeeeet! In that case, I'll tell ya what's been happening over on my end, and you exorcism experts can tell me what to do! Thanks for the help!

First off, it looks like I'm inside of a train. I don't take the train to school, so I don't know what line I'm on or anything... About 30 minutes have gone by, but it hasn't stopped at any stations yet. It's hard to explain, but something’s off...I get the feeling this is no ordinary train.

POLL:

You should take a good look around the train car ✅

You shouldn't move around unprepared

Got it! I'll take a look around the other cars, then.

... I've explored around 2 to 3 cars by now, but it's about the same everywhere. Like me, a number of other people are riding the train, but they all seem to be asleep.......Ahh!! 

Excuse me for the outburst, I just recognized one of the other passengers. I'll try waking him.

Rise and shine, bud. Now, how'd you wind up in a place like this...? "I just woke up here"...? Guess I have no choice but to take you with me, then.

Oh, looks like the train's stopped. I'll see if we can get off now.

Looks like this station's been deserted. Nobody's here, and it's weirdly quiet, too...gives me the creeps. Now how do we get home...?

There's a signboard with the station's name on it, but it's so worn out that I can't make out what it says... It's made up of 4 hiragana characters, though. Do you have any ideas, my expert exorcists!?

POLL:

Ki 1️⃣

Sa 3️⃣

Ra 2️⃣ 

Gi 4️⃣ 

Ah, so this is Kirasagi Station! Yeah, now that you've said it, I remember thinking it was that... You guys are insanely in the know...but who would expect less from a group of exorcism experts!

By the way, while I was waiting on your replies, I took a look around the station and found a telephone box. I only have a single 10 yen coin on me, but...I'm thinking I should try calling someone. Who's my best bet? 

POLL:

You should call a family member

If you have one, maybe a dependable upperclassman? ✅

An upperclassman...? Got it. I'll give them a call. I can't talk long, since it's only a 10 yen coin, but...hopefully I learn something useful!

――Brrrring brrring... click! ???: "Hello? Who's this...?"

Nene: "Kou-kun!? Why are you calling from a suspicious number!?" "You're lost in a mysterious train station...? O-oh nooo!" "Hanako-kun, what do we do!?"

Hanako-kun: "Hey, kid. You in trouble again?" "I have two pieces of advice for you:" "First, if you want to go home, then you should follow the train tracks." "Second..."

Hanako-kun: "The signal's weak inside the tunnel, so be careful, okay?" Click! Beeep, beeep, beeep...

It disconnected. I hope I didn’t worry senpai... Anyway, for now I'll just do what Hanako said and follow the train tracks. He may go out of line at times, but despite being an evil spirit, I don't think he's all bad...but uh, that's a story for another time!

Come on, Mitsuba, let's go! ...I'm a can't-function-without-instructions earring?? Look who's talking! Now shut up and follow me.

... ..... ...Hm?

There's someone on the tracks just ahead. A forest surrounds us on both sides, so the only way through is forward...

I feel like they're trying to tell me something... ...Do you guys know?

POLL:

It's someone you don't know

It's someone you know ✅

Someone I know...? You mean someone in trouble like we are? ...No?

???: "---eyyyy. Heyyyy!"

Huh!? That's...hey, that's Hanako! But I just talked to you on the phone...and now you're lost? In that case, you can come with us and...

???: "It's dangerous to walk on the train tracks." "It's dangerous to walk on the train tracks." "It's dangerous to walk on the train tracks."

W-what!? You're not Hanako!!! L... Let's get outta here, Mitsuba!!!

???: "It's dangerous to walk on the train tracks." "It's dangerous to...."

Th-that was close... Looks like he isn't...chasing after us... I never would've expected a fake Hanako to show up! We've gotta proceed more carefully next time... Sh-shut up, Mitsuba. I wasn't scared!!

We've been walking for a while now, yet we haven't come across a single station... Hm? Is that-- ...A tunnel?

We can't see what's up ahead, but me and my buddy here are gonna go ahead and check it out anyway. I'll update you guys after we've gotten inside!

POLL:

Just don't let go of their hand, alright? ✅

Who is that beside you?

The road splits into two from here. I can’t see the end of either path… Right or left, which should we choose……? Let’s ask the experts!

Huh? I can’t post anything anymore. Maybe there’s no signal here... Hm? What is it, Mitsuba?

You can hear festival music coming from the left path? Flutes and drums? “It sounds lively and fun”? But I don’t hear anything...

…You want me to come with you?

...No. I'm not going left with you. You know what...

💻

POLL:

Kvu'a sla nv vm opz ohuk. (Don’t let go of his hand.) ✅

Sla nv vm opz ohuk. (Let go of his hand.)

You...

You're coming with me!

I see light! The exit's near! Just a little fur--

--THER!?

???: "I can't follow you any further. So long, Minamoto-kun." "Take care of yourself, alright?"

......

...Huh? I'm at...the neighborhood tunnel? What was I doing all the way out here? I feel like I was just with someone, too, but I can't remember who... Hm? There's something in my pocket...

It's a broken cellphone. Maybe someone lost it. It ain't mine, that's for sure... --Oh, crap! It's gotten really dark outside. I better hurry home...

Thanks for all the help, guys! ...? Uhh, who am I thanking exactly...? Eh, who cares.

I'm hooome!

🚃 The End 🚃

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Just Friends: Big News

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Character: Bucky Barnes

masterlist

Summary: You have a surprise for Bucky.

It’s giving

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging ❤️

“Hey!” You bounce up to the table. It’s funny how Bucky can look so intent. So gloomy in the midst of the bustling cafe. He sits up as he puts his phone down on the table. “I’m sorry I’m late. I got great news!” 

“Oh?” His brows lower, “well, you’re double sugar frappa-whatever is melting.” 

He points across the table as you sit and roll your eyes. 

“If you tried it, you wouldn’t be making fun of me. They are delicious!” You put your purse in your lap and take a long slurp through the straw. You pop your lips off and let out and ‘ahhhhh’. You smile at him as he gives you that look. 

“I don’t take sugar in my coffee and you barely take coffee in your sugar,” he drones. 

You giggle. He's always so grumpy about the smallest things. 

“News?” He prompts dully. 

“Right,” you wiggle in your seat. “I got you a date!” 

He twitches and tilts his head, “a date?” He gives you a cautious look and shifts in his seat. “Uh...” 

“Yes! This lawyer lady I know. I met her at a trivia night way back and added her on Insta. Well, I saw her post the other day and I was like how did I not think of this before?” 

“Lawyer?” He mutters. “I... you’re setting me up with a stranger?” 

“It’s a blind date. It’s fun. She’s really established and smart and beautiful. Oh my god, she posted this picture of her in a bikini—I could never wear something like that.” You get your phone out and he sighs. 

“Wait, why did you do that?” He grits. 

You look above the screen at him, “well, you said the other day that you get lonely. That’s why you have Alpine, right? And she’s so sweeeeet,” you drag out the word in adoration, “but you need someone you can talk to. Who can talk back.” 

“We talk,” he insists. 

“Yes, but we’re friends. You need someone your own age. Or closer to.” 

“Wait, how old is she?” He wonders. 

“Aha, you’re interested,” you point at him accusatorily. 

“I’m asking questions.” 

“Right, she’s... fifty something? She doesn’t look it. Like you. You don’t look... uh... 1917... carry the one...”  

“Stop that,” he demands. “I know how goddamn old I am.” 

“Ha, yeah, sorry, I...” you scroll through your Insta friends. “Here!” You turn the phone to him and beam a smile in his direction. He glances at it for a split second and shrugs. He sits back and drinks his coffee.

“I’m not really... in that scene,” he says. 

“You should get out there! I mean, you can’t bring Sam and Steve to dinner all the time. You need someone--” 

“Is this what it’s about? Because I showed up at the restaurant?” He asks. 

“No, it’s-- I’m being a friend. You two are so alike and she loves old movies and motorcycles. I could never! I'd fall off or not tie my helmet right,” you chuckle. 

“Dreamy,” he growls. 

“Bucky,” you whine back. “You gotta get out and have some fun.” 

“We have fun,” he counters. 

“We do and that’s awesome—Oh, okay, how about, I got an idea! A double date.” 

“A double—you have... a boyfriend?” He taps the porcelain cup with his metal fingertip. 

“Ha, no way. But I could find someone to come along. Just so you’re not alone. There’s a few guys at the restaurant I’m sure would go for a free meal or I mean I know other cute girls. I’m not picky.” 

He closes his eyes and a line forms between his brows. He pinches his nose and squares his shoulders. “Where the hell did you come up with the idea that I wanted to date?” 

“I...” you sit back and your smile falls. His blue eyes flick open as he drops his hand. The dimple in his cheek ticks. “I’m sorry, I thought it was—I was... trying to be a good friend.” 

He stares at you and the stone slowly eases from his jaw. He looks down and back up. He huffs. 

“I’m sorry, dreamy,” he says, “it’s just been a while for me. Not that I haven’t thought of it, you know? But I don’t know if I’m ready for that.” He shakes his head and glances around the cafe. “The last time I dance with a dame was a goddamn USO tour in 1945.” 

That hits you like a sixteen-wheeler. You didn’t know that. You didn’t think of it. He’s been in this world for a while and he’s handsome and a superhero! You just though he’d have lots of people interested. Charlize sure seemed excited when you asked. 

“And now you’re looking at me like I’m a loser because I haven’t kissed a gal in 80 years--” 

“No, you’re not a loser. If you are, then I am.” 

“Come on, you don’t gotta--” 

“Really. I never kissed anyone. Not lying.” 

He shakes his head and scoffs, “oh no, you’re not lying to make me feel better.” 

You put on your most sober face, “Bucky, I swear,” your cheeks burn and you put your hands on your neck. “I mean... it would be nice I’m sure but it just never came up.” He looks at you quietly. You squirm. “I know you can hear that I’m telling the truth.” 

“Yeah, I know,” he accepts at last. He crosses his arms and clicks his tongue, “fine. If you’re going to suffer through it, I will too.” He looks away as his jaw tenses, “if you’re going to keep pulling that puppy dog face, one day, it’s gonna wear off.” 

“Yes! Bucky’s got a date! Bucky’s got a date!” You sing out of tune. 

“Stop,” he snarls and narrows his eyes at you. You wince and giggle.  

“Yay!” You put your hands up in a demure celebration and he tuts. 

“You’re so cheesy,” he sneers. 

“And you’re a party pooper. No moping on date night, got it?” You try to put on a stern face and he squints even harder. Finally, he cracks and gives a chuckle. 

“You’re ridiculous,” he sniffs. “You and tough, don’t go together.” 

[roanniom]

always thinking about a sweeeeet and giggly high make out sesh with eddie or steve or both really lolololol nothing about it is rushed it’s just relaxed and maybe a lil messy

Oh.

Oh god.

Smoke

Steddie x fem!reader

Warnings: NSFW, 18+ ONLY, drug use, two men & one woman, over the clothes touching, fingering, making out, teasing (Eddie is a taunting menace here wow)

The three of you are hanging out in Harrington’s apartment. It’s a super chill night. There’s nowhere you need to be. Nobody expects anything of the three of you anyway, let’s be honest.

Eddie’s brought the good shit. You’d begged him over the phone earlier and he’d threatened to make you pay for you it so you’d whined and threw Steve under the bus, volunteering him to pay for it. Both of you knew no money would be passed between anyone that might, only joints.

And that’s how you find yourself lounging on the couch between the two of them, taking a hit that pulls deep into your lungs. You exhale toward the ceiling, feeling floaty until Eddie shifts to lay his had on your chest looking up at you, weighing you down.

“Alright that’s enough, my turn princess.” He reaches up with weak grabby fingers but you lift the joint up into the air above you, out of his reach.

“Harrington literally just handed it to me. Calm your tits,” you argue, rolling your eyes. Eddie moves his head a bit side to side, squashing his cheek against your chest.

“I’d rather calm yours,” he mutters, giving you a blinding grin and flinching when you pinch him with your free hand. To your right Steve flips through the channels on the tv, paying no mind to the physical contact going on between you and Eddie.

“Ugh, there’s nothing good on.”

You don’t hear him though. Your brain has become consumed by the minutiae of Eddie’s lip shape. By their wet look when he licks them. By the curve at the corners as he watches you watch him.

“Gonna pass it or not, Princess? Don’t hold out on me here,” he mumbles quietly. You bring the joint back down to your lips and inhale deeply, making Eddie roll his eyes and huff in frustration. However, you grab his face suddenly, wrenching him up to you and bullying his mouth open to exhale the heady smoke directly into his lungs.

Eddie accepts the smoke greedily, moaning as his hands clench around your wrists. The sound causes Steve to look over, his eyes going wide.

“What the fuck, guys! Don’t make out while I’m right fucking here!”

You pull away, letting go of your grip on Eddie and allowing him to drop so the back of his head rests in your lap. He stares up at you, dazed.

“We weren’t making out, dumbass. I was shotgunning him a smoke,” you say dismissively. You twiddle with the joint between your fingers and try to ignore the way Steve is staring at you accusatorily and Eddie is staring at you with awe.

“Look, I pay rent here. If anyone’s getting liplocked in this apartment it’s me,” Steve grumbles, rubbing the back of his neck.

Your brain feels light and airy from the weed and to be honest, all of your decision making brain cells have tapped out for the night anyway, so you shrug and take another drag from the joint. Eddie’s eyes go wide from where he lays in your lap staring up at you as you lean over and pull Steve aggressively to you by his collar and force your way into his mouth to exhale into him his own hit.

“Holy…fuck…” Eddie breathes from beneath the two of you.

When you’ve finally released all of the smoke, you go to pull back, but Steve’s hand comes to grip the back of your neck, keeping you fused to him. You gasp a necessary breath against his lips and his tongue takes the opportunity to plunge in.

Kissing Steve is enthusiastic but still somehow…gentle. Though he holds you to him, he’s still cradling you. His tongue massages yours and tastes like vodka and spearmint and you’re enjoying it when suddenly you’re pulled apart by Eddie abruptly sitting up.

“I’m literally right fucking here,” he says gruffly, brows knitted together in frustration. Steve runs a distracted hand through his hair and chuckles breathlessly.

“That’s what I said.”

“Did you…?” You trail off when Eddie’s eyes drop from accusatory to hopeful. He’s nodding immediately and leaning in, so you soon find your hand fisting his shirt and his tongue in your mouth.

This is a different experience than the kiss with Steve. Eddie’s all rough edges and eagerness. His tongue tastes of beer and cigarettes but sweet, somehow, and his big hands wrap around your waist, pulling you to him.

Before you know it, however, you’re being broken apart, disoriented and gasping for a second time tonight. You turn and look at Steve, whose hand his clamped hard on your shoulder. His eyes darting between you and Eddie. Your heart rate kicks up and you expect him to pull you back in, but instead he reaches his free hand to grab the front of Eddie’s shirt, pulling the long haired man over you so that their lips crash together.

You gasp as you watch them go at one another. It’s rough and primal and so much more aggressive than how either of them handle you and you can’t take your eyes away. Your stomach flips and lower down heat settles in your core, making you whimper. They finally break apart at the sound, the two of them looking to you with heaving chests and parted, kiss swollen lips.

“I…fuck…” is all you manage to whisper, face screwed up with want. You lift both of your hands, one reaching towards each of them, but then you drop them back in your lap limply, throwing your head back against the back of the couch. “That was just so hot…”

“Yeah Princess?” Eddie asks with a smirk. He grabs your hand and strokes the pulse point at your wrist with his thumb. “You liked that?”

You nod weakly and croon when he leans forward to kiss your neck.

Steve meanwhile is silent, panting beside you with a faraway look in his eye, like he’s grappling with what he just did. You grab his hand and make him look at you. His eyes shift from your face to Eddie sucking a mark into the skin of your neck. He looks so conflicted you tug him back to you for a kiss, which seems to quiet his mind as he immediately kisses you back.

The stimulation is positively overwhelming and you down realize you’re shifting in your seat until Eddie places a hand on your lower belly, grounding you back down against the couch.

“Someone’s getting a little turned on, huh?” he asks into your ear before nipping at your lobe. You pull back from Steve’s kiss to roll your eyes at Eddie’s teasing.

“I always get turned on when I’m high,” you argue. Steve begins kissing the other side of your neck and your eyelids flutter. Eddie pulls away from you to chuckle. His hand on your belly starts rubbing back and forth…and sliding lower.

“That true, Princess? We get high together pretty often. You always turned on around us?” he asks. Tauntingly. You go to respond with something snarky but his hand moves down to cup your heat through the fabric of your sweatpants and your lips part in a breathy inhale that makes him look too smug.

Before you can tell him to wipe the look off his face, Eddie surges forward to capture your lips again. Steve continues kissing his way down your neck, tugging the neckline of your shirt over to expose your collarbone so he can ravage that skin too. You feel Eddie’s hand leave your lap but barely notice due to the distraction of his mouth.

You don’t come to again until you hear Steve moan against your shoulder. You pull away from Eddie and look down to realize that Eddie had reached over you during your kiss and placed a hand over Steve’s crotch, palming the other man’s cock in his jeans. You swallow audibly and Eddie chuckles.

“Want me to touch you like this, sweetheart?” he asks. Your lip trembles and you want to shake your head. The three of you are friends, this is crazy. But you find yourself nodding and Eddie nods condescendingly along with you. “Yeah? Good thing I’ve got two hands.”

Eddie takes his free hand and drops it to your lap, making you immediately hiss when he cups your pussy again, this time delivering intentional rubs to the hood that hides your clit. You drop your head back against the couch and settle back, noticing hazily in your peripherals that Steve’s done the same thing, and take in the feeling of Eddie touching you in this salacious way.

“Feels good, huh Stevie?” Eddie asks when Steve shifts, lifting his hips into Eddie’s touch.

“How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that?” Steve huffs. It’s something he’s said a million times in response to Eddie’s flirtatious teasing, something he’s never really fed into or indulged.

Until now.

Eddie chuckles heartily.

“Maybe that argument holds more weight when you aren’t hard as a rock under my hand, Stevie.”

You loll your head to the side and watch Eddie’s hand working against Steve’s straining zipper.

“You’re hard, Steve?” You ask quietly. Stupidly, in fact, because you can see his outline under Eddie’s moving hand. But your brain isn’t exactly working under these circumstances. Steve’s head turns to take you in, too, his gaze dropping to Eddie’s hand on your lap, moving up to your heaving breasts, and then finally back to your face.

“Yeah. You wet?”

“Why don’t you check for yourself?” Eddie asks. He pulls away from both of you and you both gasp in disappointment. Eddie tsks and reaches for a fresh joint, the last one since burnt out in the ashtray. He moves to sit across from you and Steve on an armchair, lighting up and taking a drag. “Go ahead. Touch her, Stevie.”

Steve stares at Eddie for a good long while. Taking in the way the curly hair man settled into the chair, legs spread wide in a position of total ease. The end of his joint blazing in front of smirking lips while his own erection struggled to tent his own jeans.

You glance between both of them and are caught off guard when Steve grabs the side of your neck to pull you into a hungry kiss. You kiss him back and gasp when his hand finds the waistband of your sweatpants. It’s quick to slide under the fabric, bypassing your underwear entirely to slide a finger through your folds.

“Fuck,” Steve breathes against your lips. He turns to Eddie. “She’s soaked.”

Eddie releases two streams of smoke out of his nose and smirks.

“Yeah she is,” he says cockily, settling down even lower in the chair. “The real question is, sweetheart - who got you all hot and bothered? Me or Harrington?”

Steve’s head snaps over to look at you and you feel heat settle in every crevice of your body to be under the scrutiny of both men. You shrug.

“When I’m high I get -,”

“‘You get turned on’ blah blah,” Eddie taunts, waving the joint through the air. “You said that. And I believe you, Princess. You’re a freak and I know it.” He winks and your stomach flips again. “But seriously. What’s got you all wet and ready?”

Your eyelids flutter at that statement. Ready. Your mind has only been going second by second, not moving fast enough to think ahead. But the promise of something more to be ‘ready’ for has you clenching around Steve’s finger.

“Oh god, she just got tighter when you said that, Steve says, almost in a whine. He swirls his thumb around your clit and your hips buck upwards. Eddie laughs.

“You not telling the truth cuz you’re embarrassed sweetheart?” Eddie asks. He leans forward and puts the joint down on the ashtray, only to lean back completely at his leisure. “If you want both of us to fuck you, all you have to do is ask.”

Steve retracts his hand from your sweatpants and swallows audibly. You’re both staring at Eddie now, silence filling the room. This is wrong. It’s so wrong. But your heart is beating in your pussy and your blood is slogging through your veins and there’s cotton between your ears and when you turn to look at Steve his eyes are glazed over and equally hungry as Eddie’s as the slide over to survey you too. All the hesitation is gone from his face. So yours slips away too.

You turn back to look at Eddie and he’s got his hand on his lap, dragging back and forth over his hard on. You lick your lips, an action he doesn’t miss and which makes his grin widen.

“Yeah,” you finally say. You look at Steve and then back at Eddie. “I want you both to fuck me.”

[justcallmesakira]

Bestie it's me again (I should be alseep)

BUT

Imagine you work with dazai and he can't keep his hands off you (partly to annoy kunikida but mostly because he can't resist) so he just keeps doing it all day

OH MY GOD THATS SO SWEEEEET YESS

him massaging your shoulders as if that will 'seduce you to go and skip work' or just playing with your hair by putting various clips, holding your sweaty hands during meetings if u are a nervous or anxious person <333 or getting a bit freaky.... OKAY I AM SORRY LMAO but he seems like that person 😭 but he would probably go as far as putting his hands on your waist and sometimes putting a hand on your thigh and sometimes maybe a bit tooooo intimate but that's for another day because oh look! Is that Nanami from hit anime JUJUTSU JAISEN? Oh never mind it's just your local math teacher on his way to throw your bf off the building! :)

[sugar-coat-it]

And now I’m thinking about body piercer soft sex and him just admiring her as always and after that we need that sweet aftercare

!!!! body piercer revival yes yes yes my boy (I'm cooking something for him btw)

There are absolutely nights with him where the sex is just so so soft and loving, and everything is taken so slowly, he's planning on taking the whole night to worship her.

He's so fucking dedicated to making her feel good and feel beautiful. He'd murmur something like "Patience, love... listen to yourself, you sound so perfect. Doing so good, beautiful." before he's making her cum for the third time that night, refusing to push into her until she's so satisfied that she feels like her brain is melting down her spine. He takes his sweeeeet time with her, eating her out like he's savoring every moment, languidly swirling his pierced tongue until she's seeing stars

Then, and only then does he line himself up (missionary, insisting he wants to look at her face). The two of them sighing out when he's finally inside her, his face buried by her neck, his mohawk tickling her skin as he gently kisses her neck. The rocks of his hips are slow, but deep, angling himself just right with the help of a pillow under her lower back and her legs around his waist. When he picks his head up again, the eye contact is enough to make anyone blush... good lord. Combined with his silver tongue?? oh my god the shit he says to her while he's just smiling at her ("Fuckk, you were made for me" "Gorgeous girl... feeling so good, yeah?")

After he cums inside her, the aftercare is treated with just as much importance as the sex. He's so, so gentle. Whispering such sweet things to her, admiring her, holding her. If she's up for it, they'll take a little bath together afterward, her back to his chest, the two of them just soaking while he massages her shoulders and kisses the back of her neck. Princess treatment, baby

[thisbelongsto-nohbodys]

Sasha: -Thinking- Hear me out on this weird crazy theory.

Anne: -Looks up from her laptop- Alright I’ll bite what’s this theory you have.

Sasha: …. If you’re the next god to take D3’s place does that mean by change when you take over you also could potentially turn yourself into a cat form?

Marcy: Oh yeah that would be interesting to know.

Anne: ….. -Whispers- That would be so awesome.

~Later That Night~

D3: …. You want to know if you can be a shapeshifter like I am when you take my place?

Anne: …. Yes.

D3: …. Yes.

Anne: Sweeeeet.

I thought the ask was about Anne being a catgirl and thus this.

[deliciousstrangeobject]

Me: Ugh, romantic plots when they're the main plot are so annoying.

Also me: Oh my god, this K Drama is so sweeeeet~

[kittydragondraws]

well that happened, tadc reaction

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yipee ads :D sick beats yoo new intro yipee silly pommi silly symbols is it just me or did things get… golder nauseating i think this is a dream, soo sobble oh my god this hurts to watch i don't like thit "i don't wanna play with you anymore" toy story vibes oof collission errors at their finest best girl raggy is it just me or did she get deeper?? man it's so much better watching yt on a laptop then phone "judging by what he's been teasing" FOURTH WALL BREAK canadaland BUBBLE!! local intorvert what's with the block? LARPing :,D he's so me frfr of he's smoking GUNNY ELEPPHANT MY FAVORITE THIIIING shiny manrqquiens kinda nice ngl awww kinger :D it's giving mario movie tbh "GOD" I'M CRYING AHAHAHAHHA ooooh amazing digital yuri she just like me frfr loloo kinda sweet i looove jax ha :D pomni is me jax is so slayful wacky sound effects i'ts only been thrity seconds but i love her already this si adorable WAIT SAD BACKSTORY GUMMIGOO jax has those n genes jesus christ bunny boy i swear i've seen that joke before babootka little arms georg gummigoo is precious jax is actually horrible kuh-nife jax is a masochist lesbian gangle real OH GOD NO RAGGY girly got inverted hot chokky, or diarreah i love colission errors NOO GUMMY COME BACK POOR GUMMY SAAAAVVVEEE HIIIIIIM that's not terrifying at all it's giving n learning he's a clone vibes exstestential horror yippee :D POMMY SAVE THE DINESAW you're in out of bounds dumass POOOR GUUUY NOOOO NAW WAAAAAAA D: data in a computer WAIT THEY CAN GET AWAY WITH THAT REFERENCE wow i hate this, i haaaaaate this jesus fuck my man she wouldn't last a day on copper 9 the keys come back i legit throught that was a nuke oreo wheels he's busy being emo i love his voice NO GUMMIGOO YOU'LL LIVE ON ON TURMBLR oh shit pomni therapy it's giving cabin fever oh i'm sad now YEES POMNI LET HIM COME WITH YOU CAINE WON'T MIND HAHAHAHAHAHHAAH (hyperfixating) his legs are so frucking weird bruh like yourself you worked at C&A i love him yipeeeeee colission glitches are best glitches fudge is nauseating nd i hate him md fans before a new ep: kinger why is your head in a bucket RAGATHA NO IT'S FINE SHE'S JUST IN THE ETHER kinger admin headcanon HE JUST DIED THEY MURDERED A GUY is there like a one vomit per episode requirement or sumting AWWW HE'S BEEEEST YEESSSSS GUMMIGOO GO SAVE YOUR MOMMA are they dancing? are those cahsews on the front? EVERYONE IS DEAD oh… my… god CAINE I HATE YOU CAINE CAINE CAINE I HATE YOU were her teeth clipping? ptsd flashbacks lol RAGATHA FOR THE LOVE OF EVERYTHING GOOD PLEASE BE RIGHT oddly wholesome awww don't make me sad NO DIALOGUE? GOOSE YOU COWARD! awwwww wait noooooo this iiiissss sweeeeet I WANNA GUMMIGOOOO PLUSHIE jax looking pretty neat ngl

[harryfeatgaga]

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ignore the account it was on my explore page but my brain went to an entire concept when I saw it…it’s giving you flying in to see him on tour and land mid day before a show. You settle into the room while Harry’s off working out. After a bit he’d text you that he’s hanging out in this lobby area of the hotel and to go meet him. When you walk in you hug his friends and say your hellos, and then you immediately go into his lap and give him the biggest hug😔😔 you’ve missed each other so much but you aren’t the pda couple, so you keep it to a quick peck in the moment. For another half hour or so you’re just cuddled into his side catching up with him and his friends. He’s subtly drawing his fingers up and down your arm just itching for more of you😔 After a bit they’d leave to go get ready for the venue, and you finally have your alone time😔 you’d look up at him and say “hi” and he’d just grab your face and kiss you so hard and deep😔 he’s asking how the flight was, saying how much he missed you. You’re running your fingers at the back of his neck. Sitting there chatting for some time before you both decide to go get ready to leave for the show😔😔

NOOOOOOOOOONONOONONONONOONO OH MY GOD IM GONNA CRY THIS IS SO SWEEEEET PLEASEEEEEEE 😔😔😔

[porcalinecunt]

hii, I'm new to your blog, but I just wanted to say that I'm in love with your boothill works and that I think you write him perfectly 🥹🫶🏻

oh my god your so SWEEEEET AUGAHHAHA <33

im so happy you love my writing, esp since i was a bit dodgy writing boothill since he’s not out yet ;-; TYSMMMMMMMMMMM ILYYYYYY!! <33

[mortalfollies]

ghosts rewatch!! prepping for season 5’s drop.

- i always forget how fucking mean they are in the first two eps lol.

- man episode 3 is actually kind of weak. and awkward. the pat b plot is good but the a plot with the builders is stilted. awkward. not executed well. alison throwing that mug is the highlight tho lmao.

- pat <3 he's so sweeeeet

- the s1 wigs!! i love them and i miss them so much. julian's especially.

- god mike really is the best husband. covers for alison so quickly.

- moonah stone is way funnier than i remember. barclay looks fucking terrified of mike and alison in some shots lmao

- bunny 10/10

- kitty standing up to cap in ep 6! “I like Alison and I miss her when she’s not here!”

- "WiThin the YAr?"

- i’m really scared that alison will lose the power to see ghosts. cuz like…how IS she supposed to move through the world? how could it possibly end with her leaving button house without us, the audience, knowing she’s going to be bumping into ghosts everywhere. hoo boy. #1 fear.

- kitty 💖💖💖 she’s so funnyy. “We could sell cakes.“ “That won’t work.” “Scones then!” “That’s not the problem Kitty.” “😞oh”

overall…a good introduction but it’s weak compared to s2 & 3. Some moments are silly & not funny (by my standards anyway) which I think comes from the fact that they were experimenting with the show & also the last thing they did was yonderland, right? Which isn’t my cup of tea lol. also, during this season I like eps written by Mat & Jim best.

[powderblueblood]

Powder, powder oh my God. My God. This was truly breathtaking. Been thinking about it all day non stop. Digging really deep into the psychological aspects of these fictional characters’ well-being actually soothing me but that’s a story for another time. I just want to say that a) I love Wayne in all universes and iterations as he deserves, and b) I can’t get the love making scene out of my head. At any time when people are talking to me today my mind is playing Eddie’s lines on the loop. People make Eddie either a stuttering virgin or this cool super sex god dom and I respect both visions but can I really connect with them? No. This was so raw and real. It really felt like tension breaking, like two people coming together. The vulnerability, the awkwardness, the desire. They feel like real people. I’m so happy for them 🥲 This scene moved me so much. You are terrific ❤️

anon on the psychological deep archeological dig front i AM RIGHT THERE WITH YOU. I’m glad Wayne came across so well to you, I have so many Thoughts and Feelings about him particularly re: his relationship to Al and how complicated it is and re: Lacy (cue guttural screaming)

ANDDDDDD ABOUT THAT SMUT thank you so much, your words actually made me tear up a bit LOL because yeah, as you said, totally up for whatever anyone’s jam is re: writing Eddie in bed but in the context of this story, he’s all nerves and eagerness and knockout in love even if he doesn’t know it yet. It’s so nice to be able to write it because he’s so sweeeeet and he’s so fuckin horny and hungry and full of want and ready to give give give, my sweet panting prince

thanks for the lovely message pal 💕

[joculine]

sweeeeet joculiiiine (honk honk honk)

fool times never felt so fool

wait is it joculine like caroline or joculine like jacqueline. oh my god.

honk honk honk

you know the clown horn is a two beat sound with a separate squeeze and release (honk-hee). you can get some fun effects with this if you squeeze and hold it for a bit to delay the intake of air (honk. “why you you doing that. please stop honking the horn. we have guests over.” hee).

but sweet caroline has three “baa baa baas” in it, so does that mean whoever is on the horn has to hold it between verses? like a half a-press of a clown horn? or do they squeeze and release really fast and make it a six beat sou- MY TEA MY TEA IS OVER STEEPING

[dreamwritesimagines]

Benedict losing the one brain cell he has when Clover asks him if he’ll be home for dinner 😂😂😂

Also, if Clover is the one giving Lottie the talk, I can see Anthony being mad at Clover because how dare she corrupt Lottie’s innocence but also be glad that she did because then he really gets to actually “corrupt” her innocence 🤭

Also, poor Clover and Benedict 💔 like she’s so terrified even though she clearly loves him and trusts him to some degree but not fully because her past experiences keep her from trusting him and I can only imagine how heartbreaking and confusing it is for Benedict to see how terrified and untrusting she is.

On a little side note, speaking of Clover and Benedict’s kids, I think it would mean so much to Clover that their kids trust her. Obviously they’re going to grow up very much loved and cared for (definitely spoiled rotten as well 🤭) but if anyone knows that trust is not a given but it’s earned, it’s Clover, so their kids going to her with a problem, big or small, because mom will know what to do, she’d definitely tear up a little about it each time it happens, because Clover breaking that cycle of abuse, allowing herself to move on and heal is so incredibly important and to see that she didn’t become her parents after all 😭

Also, I LOVE the modern aus 😍 and I have a question, how would Benedict and Clover get together in a modern setting? Do you have any HCs about that? (I’m not very sneaky whoring for more of your writing 🤭) Would they hook up at a party or something? And then that grows into a friendship then eventually a relationship? Or do they become friends over time and then get together?

(sorry this is all over the place, I just got to catch on GoS and have many thoughts 😊💖💖)

Loll he is such a himbo especially around her and I LOVE IT😍❤️

Oh definitely! 😂 Anthony should be thanking Clover though! 😏😂

Clover and Benedict are both very confused about how to work this marriage thing! 😂 Like, Benedict is completely in love with her and she is in love with him even if she keeps denying it but she has to trust him first in order to open up to him ❤️

That is such a good idea and my heart is melting at the thought, yessss! 🥰 Clover and Benedict's kids will have the best childhoods and they will trust both her and Benedict completely and the fact that they'd go to her with any problem because "mom will know what to do", it's incredibly sweeeeet! 😍 Clover will absolutely adore her family ❤️

THE MODERN AU! THE MODERN AU OH MY GOD DARLING ILYSM-

I am putting this under a read more because I have so many ideas about this! 😍

So first of all, I think they'd totally have a very complicated and funny relationship because can we imagine if Clover wasn't bound by the rules of society to be nice? 😂 She would NOT hold back😂 And considering how "popular" Benedict would be...😂

Clover would have a flower shop! She would be Violet's favorite florist and she'd probably be there to talk to her about the latest order for yet another party, and while she was walking to her car Benedict would see her 😂And I actually think the moment he saw her he was struck😂 So he would totally ignore anyone else and rush to meet her only for Clover to be like,

"What do you want?

"...Uh, hi."

"Yeah hi. What do you want?"

"To meet you? I'm-"

"I already know who you are."

"How?"

"I don't know how to tell you that without being rude and I don't really have the time to fake being nice."

"You don't have to be nice at all."

"Okay. You're kind of a whore so everyone knows."

"What? Where did you hear-?"

"I need to go back to my shop now so I'll just leave you here gawking like a fish. See you I guess."

Cue to Benedict falling in love😂 So he would go to her shop the next day and she would see him and roll her eyes and go like,

"What are you doing here?"

"Good morning to you too."

"Hi. What do you want?"

"What are your favorite flowers?"

"Why?"

"Just tell me?"

"...Cacti. I like cacti."

So Benedict would totally buy a cactus and hold it up for her with a mischievous smile and go like,

"Would you like to grab coffee sometime?"

"With you? Fuck no I'm not interested in threesomes."

"What?"

"I tried it once and I just got distracted at the beginning so I left. I don't know how people do it."

"What makes you think-?"

"You do realize that you have many exes and you and your family are quite famous right?"

"...Oh. Well I only meant a date, you know. Just some coffee?"

"I don't date."

"Ever?"

"No. Because dates lead to a relationship and that leads to marriage which leads to absolute misery- I usually go for no strings attached but you are an artist which means you are very much a fan of strings so...I'd better not. There's a great coffee shop right around the corner though, if you want coffee by yourself."