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luck-of-the-drawings · 1 year ago
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OH ARTHUR BENNETT.. such a gorgeous and intriguing character. terribly burdened by a GRUESOME set of crimes, his light suffocated by a HEAVY century of GUILT. so tragic, so dark and broody, and yet PAINFULLY awkward in any social setting ever
#jrwi fanart#cw blood#jrwi show#jrwi suckening#arthur bennett#OUHH THIS ONE WAS SITTING IN MY WIPS FOR SO LOOOONGwhen i took it out there was mould on it :sob:#BUT i think i was able to fix it up okay#i keep seeing SO MANY MISTAKES RRAAAHHH BUT YOU DONT SEE THEM RIGHT?? THATS ONLY ME. RIGHT?? EXACTLY.#THE KEY IS TO SAY. AND REPEAT AFTER ME. 'FUUUCK IT WE BALL#so anyway. arthur bennett huh? grizzly says that arthur is reaal fuckin difficult to play. and i SUPER get that. i mean LOOK AT HIM..#grizz often needs a minute to think abt what hes gonna say in a way that matches w that Stoic Personality. which is FAIR but also that#ends up making way for awkward confrontations like: the lady in the parky lot. he took too long to answer and scared her away.& I LOVE THAT#arthur is tragic and sad and cool and stoic but hes ALSO awkward and silly and kinda dumb and short sighted. HE HAS COMPLEXITIES#I LOVE WHEN TTRPG CHARACTERS HAVE A GOOD SET OF SHORTCOMINGS. ESPECIALLY WHEN U FIND THEM ONLY AS U PLAY THEM.#I COULd go on and on saying the same things w different words abt arthurs intriguing and entertaining character but i shall spare u. for no#ILL ALSO MENTION HOW MUCH I LOVE HIS FLAVOR THO.. I LOVE TALL HOT BOY WHOS ONE W THE DARKNESS.. I REMEMBER WHEN HE FIRST MENTIONED THE#BADLUCK. N I WAS LIKE OOOHH THATS WHY HIS DESIGN IS SO COOL N CHAOTIC N ASYMMETRICAL. HES UNLUCKY!!! i love love love his design so much...#GRaaauruguguraguhhghghgh what else what else is there for me to spew on abt...i think im reachin a limit here..OH MAGNUS. i hope that#we get to know more abt how magnus and arthur met.. like How they became besties... ouuhh... I ALSO WANNA KNOW MORE ABT MARY DAVIS. LIKEHOW#he also apparently spent alotta time in a zone dominated by edward twilight? all he remembers is constant partying? I WANNA KNOW MORE..#i think i got room 4 one more ramble SO. THE ART PIECE.as i said its gone a lil stale BUT. im still very proud o the bits where hes allScar#I WANNA SEE HIM GET SCARYMORE. I like the idea of shadows solidifying to make him strange and eerie.like TEETH n CLAWS n SPINES n YESS#also the SILVER EYES.no1 does silver eyes like the show Claymore. they make em look so striking and eerie...i also like to think that#human arthur had deep beautiful brown eyes.just in my beaitufl heart.i mean look at him..i wanna cook him n eat him.ANYWAY#i think thats all my ramblin for this piece. now i gotta go cancel a single day i had ata hotel bc my work schedule change last minute FUCK#feel free to ramble in my tags aswell tho i read all of them and i chew on thenm and i love them so sos os mcuh
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windupaidoneus · 20 hours ago
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hes so nose
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selfspinninglies · 4 months ago
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If a robots concious were to be [consentually or non consentually] transferred to an organic body do you think they would be horrified at a vessel that is uncontrollably ever growing and changing even in the smallest ways. Because i do
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bestdressedchuuya · 1 month ago
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I think I consumed too much bread today lads
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wonysugar · 7 months ago
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wonder why i’m bitter | julie han
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♫⋆。♪ ₊˚♬ ゚. casual — chappell roan
synopsis : friends don’t act like this, you would know that better than anyone else.
pairing : non-idol!julie x fem!reader
genre : smut, angst, smutty angst, if you will! heavy on the angst though sorry.
tags : they were roommates,,, making out, marking, implied possessiveness, implied jealousy, anal rimming (heyyy), strap-on sex, vaginal penetration, cunnilingus, julie is bent ova, and YESS WHO SAID BACKSHOTS, arguing, topsub!femreader, bottomdom!julie, frequent mentions of sexuality, praise kink, cheating?? could you call this cheating,, one singular l-bomb,,, yikesss
warnings : none..? i guess apart from the obvious content warnings here (angst and smut) there’s some underlying internal homophobia themes?? but i don’t think it’s that bad tbh IDK BE WARNED JUST IN CASE
word count : 3,1k
a/n : haiii!! i’m finally posting this draft OUHH it went through so many changes, like for example THE TITLEE?? i was gonna make the title be a lyric to ‘goodluck, babe!’ by chappell roan since i originally based the fic on that but i ended up listening to casual instead and went woaahh,, this fits so much more what the hell?!? but yeahh i think i’m happy with how it turned out! :’) i hope you guys can say the sameedckem
ALSO! first time writing anything involving anal,, while yes i do talk about it often (ahem we all know,,) i was incredibly nervous in the process and this definitely made me step out of my comfort zone, hope it isn’t too apparent in this ;; but yeah, to stop rambling, thank you for reading!! i hope you like itt! :]]
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“so…” julie’s friend makes a motion between the two of you with a raised eyebrow, wearing a curious smile. “what exactly are you two?” they ask. you thought about it for a few moments, theoretically, you two are roommates, friends at most. but, if anything, you’re more like a couple behind closed doors. 
you shrug, thinking nothing of it, “i guess we’re kind of like—“
���we’re just friends.” she places, wearing a polite smile at the familiar in front of her before you could even think about the rest of your sentence. when you turn to look at her, she’s avoiding your gaze, already familiar with the type of expression you’re wearing. 
it’s the face you always make when she pushes you away like this.
turning back to her friend, you nod slightly, “yeah. we’re friends.” trying your hardest not to let your dejection show through your smile. 
maybe it’s all just in your imagination, perhaps you guys were never even close to being a ‘thing’ and you were the one who thought too much into it. but alas; no matter from which angle you looked at it, the way she displayed any ounce of affection towards you would always make you overthink what you two were exactly. anything she’d do in the comfort of your own apartment with you was never close to anything she’d do in public, in front of the eyes of everyone walking by. she always acts like she barely knows you whenever she is surrounded by people, whether she knows them or not.
you think about it often.
you think about her often.
you asked yourself, do you even like her like that? well, she’s pretty chill, smart, witty and funny. she’s also beautiful, and one hell of a tease, that much is obvious, you’ve had sex with her numerous times in the past, so sexual attraction is out of the question; you already knew the answer to that. the better question probably was; does she even like you like that?
“you done with them?” says julie, referring to the pile of kitchenware you guys left from last night on the counter as she hugs you from behind and rests her head on your shoulder, her arms wrapping all around your waist and watching you. you, on the other hand, were taken by surprise by the sudden display of affection, so much so that you lost your original train of thought. as much as you knew that she liked physical touch, it always did surprise you whenever you randomly felt her skin come in contact with yours throughout the day. getting quickly accustomed to the feeling of her lips kissing your shoulder, you hummed in response, washing and scrubbing the plate with the soaped-up sponge you were holding.
“almost.” 
she whines in an exaggerated manner, “hurry uppp..” lightly tapping on your stomach and resting her head on your shoulder, before adding, “i miss you.”
you giggle, putting away the plate you were now done washing, quickly grabbing another dirty one, “i’m right here, though?”
“no like,” she left another kiss on your shoulder, “i miss you.” 
you smirked, getting progressively more and more amused by the girl’s foreign, yet familiar behavior towards you, feeling her embrace you even tighter.
“oh yeah? well in that case, i miss you too, julie.”
you knew exactly what the girl in question meant by ‘i miss you’ and you would’ve teased her further if it weren’t for how impatient she was getting, despite how cute it was. her heavily annoyed sighs giving it away, despite those also being sprinkled with a tiny bit of humor. 
“come onn, don’t play dumb with me, smartass.”
so, you pushed the oblivious act aside and obliged, setting the plate down before facing her.
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your lips danced in sync with hers as you carried her to your bed. once you got there, you gently sat her down on the edge of the mattress, lips still intertwined whilst her hands glided along the curves of your body, tracing circles with the tip of her index finger on your soft skin. 
you didn’t waste any time in laying her down moments later,, your mouth now eagerly roaming her neck and collarbone and leaving kisses down along her body, successfully marking it up. listening to her quiet hums, you proceeded to slide down her sweatpants, your hands tugging on the waistband.
now left in only her panties, you allowed your fingers to glide over the damp spot in between her legs, teasing the clothed entrance and taking in all of her reactions all at once. 
looking at you through the light brown hair that fell perfectly on her face with hooded eyes and slightly upturned eyebrows, she whispered in a low, husky and raspy tone, “see, baby? see how wet i am for you?”
now, julie had this certain ability to turn even the most confident person alive on this earth into a nervous wreck.
you were, obviously, no exception from her spells. if anything, you, y/n, were a prime example.
you slowly nodded at her words, entranced, feeling yourself fall more and more at her mercy with each second that passed. that earned a smirk from her, putting her hand atop yours, before continuing, “you’re gonna be good and do something about it, right?” 
you nodded once again, this time more eager. 
“words, darling.” she whispered.
“yes,” you muttered in response, a mix of nervousness and eagerness taking over all five of your senses, “o-of course i will.”
she hummed, perfectly content with your adorable answer, before pulling you back into a hungry kiss for another long, pleasant while. that is, until she added something else between kisses, something that made you shudder.
“get the strap.” 
immediately reaching for the drawer next to your bed upon hearing those words, lips still connected to hers, you obeyed and pulled the cabinet open, quickly pulling out the phallic silicone object residing in it as well as the harness, too impatient to feel even embarrassed about the sudden action. 
it didn’t take long before the harness was tight around your hips, the brunette bent over in front of you at the edge of the bed with her panties pulled down to her thighs. you ravished in the sight; her perfect pink pussy sitting before you, slick and wet with desire, begging for you to finally please it properly, practically throbbing in anticipation. who were you to deny her of such pleasure? 
you traced your index finger along her slit, your digit comfortably nestled in between her slippery folds as it slowly teased the entrance. 
rewarded by the sweet sounds coming out of her, you wasted no more time and slowly leaned into her core, giving a long swipe of the tongue to her pussy.
“ohh shitt..” overhearing her moans, you smiled against her as you were now making out with her swollen cunt, intending to taste every drop of her slick, not wasting a single one. your lips circled around her bundle of nerves, giving it small and gentle sucks whilst one of your hands massaged her ass.
subconsciously, julie’s back arched with each movement that your tongue made inside her, her head hung low on the bed as she whimpered filthy praises, her sounds just slightly muffled from the white bedsheet she had over her mouth. 
you heard them, though. 
thank god you heard them.
after a long while of giving more than endless attention to her pussy, you felt your mouth move upwards by itself, driven by the pure desire to make her feel even better than she already was. 
your tongue quickly made its way to her ass, roaming and dancing around her rim, which immediately earned a sharp gasp from her part. you’ve never made it a habit to eat julie’s ass, but whenever you did? it was always enough to cloud your brain with pure, raw want, and it always seemed to catch her pleasantly off-guard, since you’d always do it without any warning. 
you attempted to relax her again by tracing slow circles around her hole with your muscle, before inserting it fully, which you could only assume worked, since you could hear her whines get longer and louder. “fuckk yes baby..” she shamelessly moaned, this time more audibly due to her raising her head up and looking back at you as best as she possibly could, “that’s it, such a sweet girl for me— ah..“ 
using one of your hands, you made sure to thoroughly stimulate her clit, rubbing circles around it and even going as far as to inserting two fingers inside her dripping cunt with your other hand in the process, all whilst the muscle in your mouth flicked way within her, drilling and wriggling as you hummed against her. 
after what felt like hours of you messily rimming her, hours of her pushing herself further onto your mouth, practically fucking herself on you, you figured it was finally time to give her what’d she been wanting ever since she came up behind you in the kitchen.
pulling your fingers out and standing back up, you lined up your strap-on to her aching core, pressing the head against it before slowly inserting its entire length inside of her. 
she let out a groan at the feeling of being penetrated, which progressively turned into longer and more suggestive sounds. it all sounded like music to your ears, it only made you want to please her more.
you reached for her hand, grabbing it upon contact. she squeezed yours with just as much force in return, pleasure visibly taking over her senses. it didn’t take long for you to be full on thrusting into her, either, feeling her walls clench around your fake cock as she babbled praises. 
it was a small gesture, sure, but it made you feel things you weren’t quite certain on how to label.
“such a good girl for me—“ was what she let out, a loud moan escaping her agape mouth whilst you continued pounding her, faster with each second that passed. “f-fuck y/n i love you—“
you saw her lose herself under you, you watched in… admiration? infatuation? whatever it was, you thought she looked mesmerizing, especially with how her brown long hair fell all over the place, how perfect she sounded, how perfect she looked.
how perfect she was.
the words “i love you” resonated in your head. 
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“who’s eric?” you ask her, having thrown glances at her phone that was charging on the kitchen counter whilst washing a plate, the singular one you had left untouched due to being… distracted. 
you finished washing it, then turned around, now met with a surprised julie, clothed in a pair of booty shorts and a white tank top, she was fresh out of the shower, towel drying her hair. that is, until she unexpectedly heard you speak that name, her eyes immediately darting between you and the phone, greeted by that man’s contact name and picture on the latter, an incoming phone call from his part. 
“a guy?” she says back, in her usual sarcastic yet gentle and quiet tone, “thought that was obvious enough—“
jealousy and inexplicable possessiveness flooded your senses; you knew most of her friends, but, you had no idea who this ‘eric’ dude was, and that especially ate at you. why was he calling her, on a random weekday at like, 4 pm? you had checked the clock hanging on the wall to confirm the time.
“well yeah but, i don’t think i know an eric.” you stated, wary of what the girl before you was gonna say, “who is he?”
“…i just told you, some dude. i met him on campus and we just exchanged contacts after he complimented me, a while ago.” she replied, slight annoyance cracking through the facade of the joking expression she wore. she ran her dominant hand through her messy and wet hair, causing it to fall back perfectly on the side of her face and her exposed shoulders. 
she added, “sure, he makes it very clear he wants to hook up with me, but that’s all it’ll ever be i think, he’s not the type of guy you’d wanna date seriously. why do you ask—“ 
“no reason.” you cut her off, cold and dry.
she furrowed her eyebrows, the previous annoyance being more and more apparent, this time only paired with confusion. “…what?” 
“so this is completely normal for you? like, you guys hook up and call each other sometimes and you’re just casually telling me about it? what, does he take you out on dates too?” 
“what are you, my girlfriend or something?” she scoffed, bitter and defensive, gently throwing the towel on the couch in close proximity to her, “and what if he does, why’s it such a big deal to you?” 
why is it such a big deal to me?
why is it such a big deal to me?
and before you know it, you’re quickly matching her tone. “i simply don’t understand how you could tell me something so casually, especially right after we—“
“listen, let’s get this straight.” she says to you, “i know that just because you and i fuck sometimes you’re convinced that it’s gotta mean something, that we’re something, but we aren’t. it doesn’t fucking mean shit to either of us and you know that very well. it’s all in good fun; i don’t belong to you, y/n, and i never will.” 
“it’s not about that?” you walked closer to her as you justified, trying to get your point across, “i’m not saying that you belong to me julie i’m just trying to say that—“
her stare pierces right through you as she cuts you off, and you could’ve sworn you noticed her eyes being glossy. her eyebrows furrowed in anger at you, she added on, “who i date isn’t your business. we’re just friends, and that’s all we’ll ever be, end of discussion. don’t try to turn our friendship into something it isn’t.” 
friends?
“so now i’m the crazy one for not liking the fact that you’re talking to that dude?” you eventually yelled back. you didn’t even notice her grabbing her things as you talked, ready to head out, despite her hair still being wet from the recent shower. you, however, noticed how she took her still ringing phone and put on her favorite puffy jacket, her soft hand’s acrylic nails digging and clutching onto the mentioned cellular device as you rambled on and on, irritated beyond comprehension. 
“we’re not fucking dating y/n, it’s all casual, i.. i’m not even into girls like that—” she asserted herself, trying her absolute hardest to sound as convincing as possible. you heard it, though, you heard that little twinge of doubt and guilt in her voice. it’s almost like she, herself, didn’t believe whatever nonsense was coming out of her mouth. 
how funny was it to watch her say that all whilst having the fresh hickeys you left on her neck and collarbone not even a few hours ago?
perhaps eric will notice them, too.
perhaps with that, he’ll realize how good you treat her, how he’ll never be able to do it like you do.
how he’ll never be able to make her feel as good as you do.
“sure, you aren’t.” you scoffed at her words, before proceeding to add on, “since you swear you aren’t, how about you stop acting like you are? you know, instead of giving me shit for getting upset.” 
“sorry?—“ she laughed bitterly, those words cut deep.
let me talk, you thought, let me place a damn word.
you continued, “no, seriously! you always do this julie, you always make me feel like i’m fucking insane for seeing it the way it is, for the way i see us. you’re convinced that there’s nothing between us, that we’re just friends, yet friends don’t randomly kiss me throughout the day for whatever reason, do they? they don’t fuck me and tell me that they love me in the process, do they?” as you spoke, she avoided your gaze and walked right past you, heading straight for the front door.
that’s when you recalled a certain moment, “sure, why not, let’s say, for your sake, that completely normal friends do fuck sometimes; they don’t buy you stupid lovey-dovey bullshit on valentine’s day and drive you to the middle of nowhere to stargaze, they do not take you out at night and take every opportunity to kiss you in public whenever nobody’s looking, they don’t fucking say they love you while you’re deep inside them— i mean for fuck’s sake julie do you hear yourself??”
she stopped in her tracks in front of the door, her hand resting on the doorknob. she hates it when you read her like a book, she hates it when you call her out on being the way she acts with you, she hates it when you stare at her like that— she fucking hates you. she fucking hates you for making her feel the way she does, for making her question everything about herself, she hates herself for thinking about you whenever she’s with him—
she let out a noise, something in between a sob and a laugh, before looking back at you with tear-filled eyes, she stared at you, up and down. her eyebrows twitching slightly, she then set her eyes on the ground and bit her lip in what seems to be frustration, frustration aimed both at you and herself.
“if i knew it was gonna be like this, i would’ve never done anything with you to begin with.” her voice was shaky.
you watched her figure as she turned the doorknob and slammed the door on you, with a loud clack. just like that, the apartment was empty, silent and once again, peaceful.
she’d be back, of course, whether she decides to sleep somewhere else and come back the next day or sneak back in here in the middle of the night on this same day, she always comes back after a fight. still, despite knowing that, you couldn’t help but feel like drowning in your own guilt, as this argument wasn’t like any other other. her pained expression still vivid in your memory and terrorizing you, you were afraid that you might never see her again after that.
that was pure dramatization, however.
the only thing that occupied the deafening silence of the room was the muffled sound of julie sniffling and being on the phone with who you assumed to be that boy, already planning to meet up. then, you could’ve sworn you heard the name “eric?” being pronounced as it progressively faded in the distance as she walked away, basically confirming your theory. 
that’s all that filled your house and your clouded mind.
that, and the sound of your pathetic sobbing.
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k1mbe3rly · 1 month ago
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the fic was so good i had to request a part two 😓😓 (SORRY IF I'M ANNOYING U WITH REQUESTS) so what if we got a part two of the se-mi angst fic where reader tries to salvage their friendship and se-mi isn't having it and gets with her “one night stand” and reader is just found at one of her parties having a breakdown bc she lost another friend but se-mi somewhat feels bad but can't do anything abt it and her girlfriend kicks reader out (I'M SORRY I LOVE ANGST SM)
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ouhh yes thank you all 3 😘😘 i’ll try to make it all emo and than happy 😩 and i will try to include both of yalls story ideasss, lowkey kinda baddd sorry😢
That’s so true
warnings: angst, FEM reader, part 2 of i love you, im sorry
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It has been weeks ever since that little argument you and Se-mi had at the party, she hasn’t talked to you since. You’ve tried calling texting her but no answer, you even tried to talk to her in person which was always a fail.
Once again you tried calling her as you heard your own phone ring to your ear, you waited “C’mon pick up..” you muttered, “Hey this is Se-mi please leave a voicemail.” was all you heard.
You hung up since you didn’t plan on leaving on a voice mail. You texted her once again but noticed your message was green.
Your heart dropped, did she block you?
You quickly went onto your instagram and searched up her account but only to be face with, “No results”, did she block you on there as well?
You quickly went to snapchat as well only to see a ‘X’ next to her name.
That’s when you knew she blocked you and unadded you on basically everything. you sighed and leaned back into your bed already feeling tears forming.
After an hours or two you got a message, “Hey se-mi throwing a party btw, she told me to tell you” you read confused.
Why wouldn’t Se-mi just tell me..but oh well, You decided to go, You quickly drove up to her house already seeing if packed and music pounding, you sighed as you parked and got out, nervously you walked in, Already your ears filled with loud music and your eyes seeing everything crowded, Like deja vu.
You managed to find your friend and stayed with them awkwardly, you got a drunk just a tiny bit and looked around, You found Se-mi and you quickly went to her as if you couldn’t control your body or soemthing, that’s just what alcohol does i guess.
“Se-mi!” you quickly yelled out and grabbing her shoulder softly to catch her attention.
She turned around facing you, Her eyes staring in your owns, her face tensed up a bit, “Please you have to listen to me..i’ve been trying to explain everything to you but you won’t pick up!” you explained as she grabbed your arm shoving it off her shoulder, “What is there to explain huh? I don’t like you. What more is there?” She coldly said.
Your arms fell to your side and already felt your heart heavy.
“It’s not like that..look you don’t have to like me! i just want my best friend back..” you told her, Her gaze soften a bit as she crossed her arms, “I can’t see you the same.” she said back, “What? i’m still the same person Se-mi. I’m still your best friend! you seriously can’t just throw all those years of us being practically glued to each other. I’m still the same person..” You said already feeling tears wanting to come out for some reason.
“Maybe you can’t throw it away, But i can. And i already did! so why don’t you just get over it!” she said harshly.
you stared at her tears filling your eyes but before you could speak a girl came behind her, The same exact girl you saw that day of the argument, your face dropped a bit at the sight of her, “God she’s still trying to cling on you? It’s bad enough that we hear your phone buzzing every single time we’re together..i’m so glad you blocked her for me” She said smiling.
That’s when it hit you, were they dating? either way it was confirmed that she did block you.
Tears begin falling down your cheek, “So that’s it than? your just throwing away our friendship just like that.” you said.
Se-mi nodded “Was it even a friendship to you or did you see it as a relationship.” She said as the girl behind her laughed, you scoffed as tears continued falling down and shaked your head “Why are you doing this?” you asked, “It doesn’t matter, so why don’t you just fucking leave huh?” The girl behind her spoke up again.
You looked at her and back at se-mi “All this for her?” you quickly “Fucking leave already! why’d you bother to show your face here huh?” the girl yelled out at you, you stared at her and looked back at Se-mi who said nothing but stared “It’s not what it-..” she begin to speak but before you could hear her you quickly walked away.
“looks like..” Se-mi whispered to herself as she was tempted to go after you but didn’t, the girl grabbed Se-mi shoulder, “C’mon, finally she’s gone.”
Se-mi looked at her and looked back at your figure as it was slowly fading away, Once it was out of her sight she looked back at the girl, but she couldn’t help but feel guilty for what she did.
It has been weeks since our second argument, ever single day Se-mi goes on Y/n account tempted to unblock you, eventually she did but never followed you , just staring at your account.
She cut all contact of that other girl, and stopped talking to her completely, you sulked in my bed thinking sighing heavily.
For Se-mi everything was a downfall, she started missing you and thought about you more often, she thought it was just a phase but realized it wasn’t , she wanted you back, most of all she wanted her best friend back.
But on your side, you got a boyfriend that you barely started dating, everything was great for you, yall were in a happy healthy relationship.
It was until one day you were at your job (let’s just say starbucks lmfaoo) you were getting off of work your boyfriend waiting for you at the counter smiling as he gave you a kiss on the cheek, you did a small giggle as you look forward.
Your smile quickly dropped seeing Se-mi staring into your soul basically (Like the one in the GIF), she had saw everything, your boyfriend kissing you and everything, “Uh.. can you wait for me in the car?” you told him as he nodded and just left, once he left the building you stared back at Se-mi as she just walked towards you.
“I see you uh have a boyfriend now..” She spoke softly as you nodded “Yea..he’s a nice guy” you said simply, “Well..what about me..? you just moved on like that?” she said kinda embarrassed.
“Se-mi you humiliated me. You made me look so stupid! just for what? a random girl you barely knew?” you said harshly, She stared at you for a moment, “I know and i’m sorry!” she said desperately.
“Well it’s too late for that now.” you said shoving past her walking away, she quickly turned around watching you “Y/n wait!” she yelled out but you ignored her. The truth was you weren’t entirely over her.
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lovinggreeniehours · 5 months ago
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okay but wait
he waved at me though,, 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹
I DON'T SEE HIM FOR SEVERAL DAYS AND NOW HE HAS TO SEE ME SWEATING AND EXERCISING 🥹 WHY DOES THE WORLD HATE ME
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arminsbaby · 20 days ago
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TIDES OF DESIRE! ⏦゚♡︎
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SYNOPSIS! — after years of war and sacrifice, armin is finally free to focus on rebuilding the world, but he is still really stressed due to the heaviness of the responsibility in his hands. one night you spotted him along side the beach and decided to join him to talk and get your mind off things. ouhh then spicyy heheehe
CONTAINS — ( 1k+ words of... ) virgin!armin x reader, fluff, nsfw, after the last attack au, public sex, public display of affection (pda), creampie, slight choking, softdom!reader, use of pet names (e.g. baby), explicit language, lowercase intended!
© arminsbaby
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the war was over. the fighting, the death, the endless fear —it was all behind you. but peace didn’t erase the scars it left behind.
armin had become one of the most respected leaders in the world, his days filled with meetings, maps, and decisions that would shape the future. but even the greatest minds needed rest. and tonight, he had wandered to the beach, seeking peace in the sound of the waves.
you found him there, sitting in the cool sand, his blond hair ruffled by the wind. his boots were off, his feet sinking into the damp shore, and his blue eyes stared out at the ocean, lost in thought.
“you’re thinking too much again,” you teased as you sat beside him.
armin let out a soft chuckle, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “i can’t help it. there’s so much to do… so much to fix.”
you sighed, nudging his shoulder. “you don’t have to carry everything alone, you know.”
silence stretched between you, filled only by the steady crash of the waves. then, armin turned to you, his gaze softer now, more vulnerable.
“i know,” he murmured. “but it’s hard to stop.”
the way he looked at you made your heart race. there had always been something between you—something unspoken, lingering in the way he held your gaze just a little too long, the way his fingers would brush yours, hesitant but deliberate.
tonight, under the moonlight, that something felt stronger than ever.
you reached out, resting your hand over his. “then let me take some of the weight. just for tonight.”
armin’s breath hitched, his adam’s apple bobbing. “are you sure?” he swallowed before looking away and continuing. “ive never.. done anything before.” he whispered gently, blushing softly while looking down, too embarrassed to look you in the eye.
you didn’t answer with words. instead, you leaned in, closing the space between you. his breath mingled with yours, warm and uneven. then, finally, you closed the gap between you both.
it started slow — almost shy, as if he was afraid to break the moment, since you bith knew he wasnt as skilled. but when you responded, tilting your head and pressing closer, something inside him shifted. his hands found your waist, pulling you against him, and the kiss deepened.
armin wasn’t just gentle — he was careful, thoughtful, like he was memorizing every part of you. his fingers traced the curve of your back, his lips soft but eager as he explored this new, side of you.
the sand was cool beneath you, but his body was warm, his weight grounding as he guided you down with quiet reverence. the night air wrapped around you both, salty and fresh, but all you could focus on was him — his touch, his breath, the quiet, desperate sounds he made as he lost himself in you.
he whispered your name like a prayer, like you were the only thing anchoring him to the present. and in that moment, with the ocean singing its endless song beside you, nothing else mattered.
she pulled away softly to catch her breath, looking around to check if anyone was nearby.
“n-no one passes through here.. dont worry..” he says softly, still panting.
she looked at him gently, before straddling him. he gasps, but is quickly muted by another gentle kiss. armin cant believe this is happening — i mean, to him you were the most beautiful girl in the world, why would you choose him?
you, on the other hand, had fallen in love with armin way before the last attack. he had never left your mind since you first joined the 104 cadets, and your love for him had been going ever since. and you wanted to show him just that.
soon, however, he shifts on top of you, pushing you to lay on your back underneath him. he starts to let his desire leak into his kiss, his tongue mixing with yours. panting heavily, he subconsciously shifts his leg in between yours. he starts to move it up and down, grinding it on your clit, and making you gasp in surprise. he plants kisses up your neck, continuing to pleasure you.
“w-where did you learn this m-min..~?” she says softly while trying to hide her whimpers and moans.
“m-might’ve walked in on jean once or twice..” he said while continuing to kiss your neck gently.
“a-are you sure no one.. c-comes here..?” she whimpered from under him. this makes him pull away, looking at you from above.
“are you uncomfortable, y/n?” he murmured, hoping otherwise.
“n-nono its just.. its so open.. i wanted this moment to be private..” she whispered, turning her head away to avoid eye contact.
“if it makes you feel any better.. i have another spot.. i promise you its secluded.. wanna try there..?” he whispered shyly, softly turning her head to face him once again. she nodded, smiling at his quick understanding.
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“f-fuck..!” she groaned as she bottomed down on his dick. armin couldn’t help but hiss through gritted teeth as you took him into your needy cunt. your soaked pussy squeezing his overly sensitive cock back in with every slow motion of your hips.
he whimpered under her, holding her close. “minn..? you okay baby..?” she whispered as she looked down, noticing he had barried his face in her now exposed chest.
“y-yeah..” he whispered as he looked up at her, his fucked out expression making her clench around him.
she used the rocky wall behind her to balance and started moving up and down on his cock, making him grip her waist tighter, whimpering like a bitch underneath her.
before you, the blonde hadn’t had as much as his first kiss, and had little to no experience; but thankfully, you didn’t mind as much as he imagined you would.
“f-faster.. please..!” he whispered against your tits. you quickly obliged, getting on your knees and quicked the rhythm of your hips. he pulled his head away from between your bouncing tits and leaned his head against the wall behind him, rolling his eyes back and bitting his lip to prevent any whiny noises from escaping. she kept going, her tits bouncing with her as she sped up the pase once more.
watching this happen right infront of his eyes awoke something inside him, making him suddenly lower his hands from her waist to her ass, starting to move his hips upwards, matching her pace. she rolled her eyes back as he started to pound the gummy spot inside of her, making her cry out in pleasure. she looked down as she grabbed him by the neck, making him whimper before being quickly silenced by a fierce and sloppy kiss.
she squeezed his neck, pulling away and resting her forehead on his, whimpering and moaning like a bitch in heat as he pounded her poor pussy. “r-right there.. f-fuck..~! g’nna cum~!” she rolled her eyes back in pure ecstasy.
“m-me too baby..!” he managed to say before he flooded her with his cum, shooting his thick white ropes deep inside you. you came with him, your walls tighting around him as you drained his balls dry.
you both sat there, intertwined and panting, listening to the relaxing sounds of waves while cooling down from your high.
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this is my first ever short story so please be nice!
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woodle-isbae · 7 months ago
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Freudian
Tayo " Tazer" Amusan x black!fem!reader
Contains : swearing , Reader has powers aswell , smut , make up sex , PiV , slight angst , links , Fluff at the end , overstimulation, dumbification kinda.
A/N : I needed to get this man out of my head omg.🙈
Here's pt2 of Fruedian 😜
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You sat in your apartment living room , enjoying the night air that blew in from your open window , the candles that sat spread around the place and music playing softly in the background. In pure bliss as you enjoyed a half smoked joint in your night gown.
Frantic knocking on your door snapped you out of your daze , getting up from the Sofa, grabbing your gown and putting on some slippers. You peeped to see who it was , opening the door to be met with your Ex , Tayo , currently in bad condition. Probably got jumped.
"The fuck happened to you?"
"I'll explain when you help me."
You rolled your eyes before helping him inside , locking the door and setting him down on the couch , going to get a first Aid kit and a warm damp towel while he removed his bloody top. Cleaning up his wounds and bandaging any scars. Eyes glowing while you healed any vital wounds on him.
"Thanks."
"Why'd you come here.?"
Your question bringing an awkward silence between you two , he avoided your eyes and cleared his throat to atleast bring some noise other than the music playing.
"You could've had your mates take you to a hospital or even called someone else..why me?"
"Because you were the closest one here..and could heal me easily , alright."
"Fuck that , tell the truth."
You knew why he was here , he wasn't sure why but he had a strong feeling he needed to be here , taken care by you , feel you close to him once more.
"I...I missed you Y/N."
You guys had broken up a few months prior , due to him joining the Gang life he knew it would be too much for you if anything ever happened. He had cut all ties with you in hopes that you would get the message , and you did. You had known why he did it but it still hurt that he would leave unexplained.
"So you decided to come to me...after everything.?"
"I know how it looks..but I really do , I miss everything we did together"
"Taz-"
"Please call me Tayo , can't stand you using that name."
His words soft and pleadful , besides his Nan , you were the only other person he allowed to call him by his name.
"Tayo..you come back into my life expecting a diffrent ending for us , you know your gonna have to leave because of the B.S your up to."
"But it will be different this time. I swear , I'm never gonna leave again...I'll make up for every month I was gone , please."
He moves closer to you , his words genuine as he held your hands up to his chest. He looked at you , he was willing to try and change everything just for You.
"Tayo..I just don't kno-"
"Jusy let me make it up to you."
He was so close now , both your faces nearly touching , noses burshing against each other and eyes scanning your face for any reason not to say yes. You gave him , eyes shutting and kissing him , hands on the sides of his face.
You found your legs locking around his waist , your kiss going from innocent love to pure lust and intimacy , both of your hands searching for anywhere to be situated.
His lips traveled down from yours to your neck and down your body , hands roaming over the thin night gown you adorned apon your body. He trailed down until met with your lacy panties.
He kissed your inner thighs , playing around with the hem of your panties before removing the piece of clothing and placing a few soft kisses on your Clit.
"Tayo..stop teasin' me.."
"Just relax f'me , yeah?"
He began sucking on your clit , occasionally letting his tongue venture lower towards your entrance, his hands holding your legs back while he devoured you.
"Ouhh-shitt! I'm gonna cummm"
"You can do it , cum all over my face"
The vibrations of his voice adding onto the pleasure his mouth was working. Hands flailing to grip onto any surface as your hips grind against his tongue , legs shaking in his grasp.
"Right there- yesyes- Tayo!"
With a scream of his name you you came all over his lower face , drenching his chin with your essence , his tongue still working its way into you. His movements not giving out , determined to bring more than one Orgasm out of you.
"Tayo , wait- I'm sensitive!"
"You can take one more , I belive in you"
He only stopped to speak , diving back between your legs to lick up your juices , letting go of your thighs , allowing them to lock around his head in attempt to remove him.
It wasn't long before you were shaking against him , hips chasing that second orgasm you knew would be ground breaking , his jaw moving as fast as it could to catch up with you. Inhuman the way he had such skill to have you shaking like this.
You were catching your breath whilehe shuffled around out of your sight , too far in bliss to care what he was up to next. You felt his weight shift onto you and looked down to see him lining up with you
"I fucking..missed- you"
His words choked out as he entered, catching his breath before moving his hips in slow thrusts , face buried in the crook of your neck, taking in your scent like it's the last time he ever will.
"Fuck-Tayo please!"
"Uhuh , you missed me too , yeah?"
His voice shaking , giving you deep and fast thrust , unable to hold back , the passion he had for you being shown as he held you closer to him , trying to get as deep as possible into you.
"I missed you so fucking bad , I'm gonna make it up to you - shit - I'm all yours."
Each thrust forced a yelp of his name and pleading to escape your lips , overstimulated and fucked dumb to even process your own orgasm.
He had your legs in the air and arms wrapped around his neck , clawing at his back while you screamed and whined for more from him. You both fucking like animals.
He had stopped his movements abruptly, pulling you as close as possible while panting into your ear. His cum shooting into you with a plead of your name.
"Oh shiittt-"
"Oh fuck- fuck Y/N"
You were both frozen in position , trying to regain some thought in your mind , blissfully content with how you evening ended up. Your face being peppered with kisses and soft touches
"I'm gonna be back."
He kissed you once more before pulling out , hissing at the sight before him , cum drooling out of you , warm and fluid as he ran down your legs. He got up from the Couch , comming back with a warm towel and water.
He cleaned you up , slipping your panties back on , he carried you to your bedroom and tucked in. He left the room for a few minutes and came back , slipping in the bed next to you.
He held you so close , as if to hold you back from running away. Spooning your sleeping body , absolutely exhausted.
"I love you."
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harunade · 2 years ago
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la ricky is so hot im sorry 😭 maybe it's hearing him speak in englthats getting me bcs his voice is SO deep when speaking in english + hes so fine as it is 😭😭 im literally going crazy over him
more ricky thoughts bcs him calling you kitty???? maybe saying "his kitty" ????? insane. speaking off ricky and his pet play kink, i think he would buy you the prettiest collar ever (he would take you shopping and you would be so embarrassed putting them on bcs hes like "you like this one more kitty?" all sexy like in your ear 😭 and dare i say he might even take you shopping when you're so needy for him and its hard to walk around bcs of how wet you are) and he would buy multiples of collars he knows you really like bcs sometimes the sex gets rough and he ruins them but his kitten deserves the most!
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it’s not doubt that ricky loves spoiling you. even if you insist that you have enough clothes and things as it is, he’ll give you a pouty look and convince you. “i would rather have you between my thighs right now but if you wanna go shopping let’s go” you’d show him a fake sad face to which he’ll just chuckle and kiss you. “don’t be so needy, baby, you’ll have me soon” but he obviously notices the way you walk clumsily and how you press your thighs together when you sit down.
ricky will have your fingers intertwined as he walks around with you in many shops. him entering a pet one takes you aback. especially when he holds a hot pink collar up to your neck to see how’s you look. “w-what are you doing…” you whisper yell at him but he just looks down at you and smiles. “look kitten, don’t you want it? it even has a little bell, so it would ring whenever you bounce up and down my cock” he’d whisper in your ear lowly and ngl that gets you gasping.
obviously he ends up buying like 6. “have you two adopted kittens?” the cashier asks the two of you and flashes you a smile. “ouhh yes, thank you” ricky confirms and pays.
When you get home, he’ll do exactly as he had told you, having you bouncing on his cock with nothing on but the collar and a bra he had bought you that day. he’d loop his finger through the collar and pulls you down to kiss you. “just like that, baby. you’re taking me so well, my kitty” he’d lazily rub your clit while his tongue would swirl inside your mouth.
he’s surprised that even after he fills you up, you keep going, quickly overstimulating him. “fuck, baby” ricky lets out the softest whimpers as his kisses trail around your chest and neck. when he loses his ability to think properly, he’ll switch to speaking in chinese. now, youre not fluent, but you still manange to understand him calling you his dirty kitten and sweet girl in the same sentence.
just like he spoils you, you love spoiling him by taking care of him and his needs daily. “i love you, kitty” you tell him as you pass out on his chest, feeling his hands wrap around tour waist and caressing it. “i love you more, kitten. let’s go take a bath” aftercare king!!! will even carry you bridal style into the bathroom, placing the both of you in the hot water. he loves washing you, especially your hair.
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luck-of-the-drawings · 2 years ago
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"You'll never drown if you keep swimming.." very nice words to hear after the stressful ordeal of making a deal with the devil! I REALLY LOVE JAY FERIN. when shes not carrying the team in battle shes very much carrying more emotional luggage than others seem to give her credit for. im cheering for her! go girl, go get the team together!
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lexithwrites · 6 months ago
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ouhh but prompt 10 🫡🥵
yes yes yes — decided on some bartylus for this one (for everyone whose been hoping i write sub regulus, you got your wish)
10) finding their partner’s sex toy/toys and making them play with it in front of them
smutty prompts
Barty didn't mean to find it, he really didn't. He had been instructed to clean out their wardrobe since he refused to throw things away—Barty had about a million graphic tees and oversized jeans that he rotated through but Regulus still thought he didn't need the amount he did. The bastard stole his clothes, they basically shared a wardrobe. He had thrown some shirts over his shoulder, finding a couple missing socks as he did so, before seeing a shoebox that he didn't recognise. It was a Converse box, so he assumed it could have been either of theirs, but when he picked it up there was a weight to it that made him pause. Then, he shook it.
That didn't sound like a pair of shoes.
"Are you cleaning the wardrobe out?" Regulus called from the hallway, wandering in with the hoover in his hand. "I can hoover it when you're done, it's probably so dusty and—" he froze in the doorway to their bedroom as Barty stood, rather proudly, holding a large, bright green dildo in his hand. Regulus' eyes widened as he took in the sight—the shoebox opened on the floor, Barty's firm grip on the toy, and the tube leading out of it dangling near his hip. He swallowed. "Where did you get that?"
"It was on the floor," Barty said casually, inspecting the toy with in his hand. "It's pretty big, babe. You ever tried this out?"
"No." Regulus answered a little too quickly. "I...I haven't used it yet."
"Mhmm, I could tell actually, from this—" he flicked the tube with a grin, "it's empty. That's a cum tube."
"Barty—"
"Does someone think about getting creampied?" He tilted his head and Regulus huffed, putting the hoover down and folding his arms.
"And so what? We can't do that until one of us gets sterilised." Barty had offered to get a vasectomy pretty much immediately, but Regulus wanted to wait a couple years before doing something so serious. He kinda wished they'd done it, though, because Barty was right. He did want it. Badly. "It's not a crime to have fantasies."
"You haven't told me this one, baby boy." Barty walked over to him and Regulus felt that familiar rush of dopamine as he looked up at his towering boyfriend. He only liked feeling small when Barty was around, any other time it pissed him off. But there was something about Barty standing over him, holding his chin, throwing him around like a doll...it was fun. "Why don't we give it a shot?"
"I don't even have the cum lube." Regulus lied, his eyes flickering to the bag stuffed into the corner of the wardrobe. Barty tutted.
"No lying." Regulus sighed and pointed, snatching the toy from him and going into the bathroom to wash it incase it was dusty. Barty pulled out the bag—it was filled with more than one type of lube, along with a butt plug and a collar that made his dick ache—and sat on the bed waiting for Regulus to return. "You really could have told me about this, baby."
"I know, I just didn't know how to bring it up. And...didn't want you to feel like I was replacing you." Regulus looked down at him sadly and Barty shook his head.
"Sweetheart, nothing replaces this." He cupped himself through his sweats and squeezed, making Regulus' breath hitch. "And you know it. Come on, let me get you ready." He beckoned with his fingers and Regulus smiled, setting the dildo down on the bedside table and pushing his shorts down. Barty laid back, grinning from ear to ear as his boyfriend took off his clothes and then crawled up his body.
"What are you going to do? When I'm...playing." Regulus blushed.
"I'm gonna watch." Barty shrugged, hoisting Regulus up and smacking his ass. "Just lemme eat first, okay?" His lips were on his clit in a second and Regulus sighed, rolling his head to the side as Barty started to work his magic. He had always been good with his mouth, and Regulus was grateful for it. He'd been with partners that never cared about his pleasure before this, whilst Barty would be happy to just eat Regulus out and not come at all himself.
Regulus wouldn't let that happen, though. Unless he'd been bad.
Barty gripped Regulus' thighs as he straddled his face and started pressing his tongue inside him, eliciting a moan from his boyfriend that made him chuckle. So desperate, it was adorable. Regulus leaned down to grip his hair as he rode his face, squeezing his eyes shut and moaning a little louder. He used to be so quiet in bed, almost silent, but Barty eventually drew all those little whimpers and moans and whines out of him that somehow made the whole experience feel better. He thought about the dildo to the left of him and he pressed down harder, feeling his belly start to get warm.
"Barty, fuck—" he whined and tugged at his boyfriends hair, hoping he knew what he wanted. Barty, who knew Regulus better than himself, hummed and reached up with his hand to rub against Regulus' pussy, pushing two fingers in slowly and curling them. Regulus' eyes rolled back and he nodded. "Yes, yes, yes—"
"Don't cum yet, love." Barty warned, moving back as he finger fucked him, just so he could speak. His lips were shiny and his eyes were glazed over—he loved this almost as much as Regulus did. "I'm just warming you up, you can cum when that toy cums. Got it?"
Regulus pouted but he nodded, rocking his hips down onto Barty's fingers so they went deeper, and allowed himself to be opened up. He was grateful Barty was doing this because he could never do it right himself, it never felt as good and the last thing he wanted was for this toy to hurt him while Barty watched.
Eventually, Regulus had to push himself away with shaky thighs before he came, and he rolled over onto his back to catch his breath. "Put...the lube in...through the base." He panted and Barty got up as well. The toy could be connected to a little tube of white lube, which Barty did, and he squeezed half of the bottle inside before detaching the tube and closing it up with a small cap at the base. Efficient, he thought and glanced over his shoulder.
"Come on, baby. Fuck yourself for me." He encouraged and gave the toy a kiss on the tip before throwing it to Regulus. He caught it with a scoff but turned it over in his hands, thinking about the best place to do this.
"Sit on the bed." He told Barty and clambered onto the floor so the toy had a harder surface to be on. Regulus bit his lip, stroking the toy with his left hand before taking some more lube to coat it. He didn't look up until the toy was placed firmly on the floor, but when he did he choked. Barty was sat, legs spread, with his sweats pushed down just enough for his cock to be free. He was already stroking it, spitting into his hand for lube, and watching Regulus with hungry eyes. "Oh." Regulus breathed, taking a moment to collect himself.
"You can have this later." Barty pointed to his dick before nodding at him. "Go on. I'm waiting for a show, aren't I?"
Regulus grunted at him but kneeled up, hovering over the toy as he braced himself with one hand on the bed frame. It was big, not as big as Barty, but big enough that he had to go slow. He gently pressed himself down onto it and once the tip was inside, he let out a soft sigh. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back before lowering himself halfway down. He could hear the slick sounds of Barty stroking his cock in front of him but he didn't open his eyes just yet, but instead allowed himself to feel the stretch of the toy. He much preferred depth, but this wasn't bad. It still felt good, but he knew it was mostly because Barty was watching his every move.
When Regulus felt comfortable enough, he pressed further until the toy was inside him fully, and he was seated on the base. He shivered, rolling his hips before finally making eye contact with Barty again. He was staring, wide eyed and intrigued, and the speed he was stroking increased just a little.
"How do I look?" Regulus asked, smiling up at him and pushing some hair away from his sweaty forehead.
"Like a whore, bunny." Barty groaned, squeezing his balls with his other hand. "My whore. Go on, bounce." Regulus whimpered and his hips moved on their own. He started to lift himself up then back down again, taking his time before he saw Barty raise his eyebrow and he went faster. Regulus whined and closed his eyes, fumbling around the floor for the remote for the toy.
"Fuck, I wanna cum—" he gasped, holding onto the edge of the bed for support as he fucked himself. Barty was in awe, watching this all happen. He had seen Regulus on top of him plenty of times but it felt like an out of body experience to watch it like this. He could see everything, every inch of the toy going in and how Regulus looked, clenching his fists and his thighs shaking as they worked him up and down. He squeezed the base of his cock in case he came too early, feeling that build inside his lower belly. He groaned and nodded.
"You gotta remember to make the toy cum too, baby. Let it fill you up." He encouraged, stroking just the tip this time. It was the most sensitive part of his cock, and with every twist of his wrist he was bucking into his hand frantically. "Go on baby, make a fuckin' mess for me."
Regulus moaned even louder, and reached down to rub his clit as his orgasm started to build. Shakily, he held the remote and pressed a button and a soft whirring sound started inside him which made him gasp. Barty couldn't see it, but he knew the toy was filling him up just like he would if he could. Without warning, he started to cum as well, coating his hand and stomach with a loud groan as Regulus fucked himself through his orgasm. Barty then watched as Regulus let go of the remote and fell back onto his ass, the toy slipping out and the white lube seeping out of him. Barty stared, and stared...and then looked up at Regulus as he tried to catch his breath.
"I should have put a towel down." Regulus sighed.
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holographic-mars · 5 months ago
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How did Cosmos and Soundwave get together? Were they pining for centuries or were they open about feelings? How did other mechs react to them being together?
OUHH I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS FOR THIS ONE I STRUGGLE TO MAKE A DECISION,, I was actually talking with a mootie (FORGIVE ME MOOTIE I FORGOT TO REPLY IM SO SORRY) about this and I still couldn’t make up my mind on how I think they’d get together.
There’s definitely pining. Cosmos is the first one to realize his feelings and he tries really hard to deny them at first. He’s not had a good history with relationships and he fully believes that Soundwave is WAYY out of his league (unfortunately, he’s not very subtle with his feelings, and the cassettes find out nearly right away and tease him so badly about it).
Soundwave doesn’t develop feelings right away; it starts off as a fascination with Cosmos. Cosmos is insecure yet bold, he’s funny and a little airheaded but incredibly capable and has a quick wit. Soundwave eventually gets comfortable and content with Cosmos, and it kind of all hits him at once. Soundwave suddenly realizes how safe and warm and happy he feels with the autobot, and his plating suddenly feels hot and his spark feels like it might burst out of his chest. He quickly pushes the feeling down and goes on about his day.
They pine for eachother in such an obvious and embarrassing way that everyone around them is so sick of it and so confused as to why they can’t see how obsessed they are with one another. I like to think that Cosmos gets bold eventually, he’s comfortable with Soundwave and the cassettes teasing sort of puts a fire under him to start subtly, almost jokingly, trying to court Soundwave. Of course the mech doesn’t realize it at first—his recordicons had to sit him down one day and spell it out for him, that when Cosmos offers to bake his favorite treats and watch some earth documentaries with him it’s not a completely platonic gesture.
As Soundwave becomes more receptive to Cosmos’ courting gestures (and eventually subtly returns them) Cosmos gets more bold and sappy with his flirting. He learns that Soundwave likes directness. He learns that Soundwave gets flattered easily by cute ufos. Once they start actually ‘dating’, he also learns that he needs approval from all five of Soundwave’s recordicons to even think about conjunxing the mech. And he decides it’s all worth it for Soundwave.
Anyways this is so all over the place I’m so sorry 😭 I like to think that getting together was very long and drawn out because both of them are pretty hesitant and kinda don’t really know what they’re doing, but by god Cosmos has more cheesy pickup lines than he knows what to do with so he’s gonna use them.
THANK YOU FOR THE ASK IM SORRU IT TOOK SO LONG TO ANSWER!!! 💚💚🛸🛸
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highhorsegirl · 9 months ago
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had a good long look at the emotes. obsessed. bella emotional range real. holy shiyt
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unimpressed queen
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OUHH literally so... "mf who do you think you are" type look......
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"huh? where justin went? he's not in the cell? nah nah i don't know"
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mf pulled out the handtrap card i know it (it's invisible)
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anime monologue mode for sure <3
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fear
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okay, no, don't do that
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that's better
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sso says it's "hahaha" but that looks like a solid "ohohoh"
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"that's suspicious. that's weird"
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"nah nvm you good"
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also this one i took last night SHE'S THRIVING
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ryuusei-boi · 12 days ago
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things i love about GO so far after being an avid hater since first giving it a try last year (i'm about 18 episodes in this time)
not everyone likes tenma (i didn't either at first) in fact some of these jawns fucking HATE him (lookin at you kurama) it's a welcome change from everyone being obsessed w endou's whimsical swag in the og. makes it feel like tenma has to work extra hard to prove his worth to people (in the og endou also had to work hard to convince people to join the club in ep1, but after that it was smooth sailing in terms of his team liking & trusting him)
the whole fifth sector and the state of youth soccer paints a bleak picture, but i have to admit that tenma's resolve to play real soccer got me through some of the episodes where everyone was feelin extra down about it. thank you little guy
the team's pessimism is realistic and it's cool to see that they all think differently about the situation- especially minamisawa leaving without a second thought, that is Really interesting (shame he's not mentioned much afterwards, not even by kurama.. i thought they were all pretty close, so it's odd)
the raimon v mannouzaka match is genuinely so good i love it so much
i adore that sangoku showed tenma some kindness by inviting him over for dinner. being his upperclassman i think it's important to make him feel at home and valued in the team- with the state of soccer and some of the members disliking tenma i imagine it can be really intimidating to be the only bright-eyed happy bitch on that team. sangoku showing him that kindness was really important i think (it also gave us some insight into his character and personal life- seriously, his mom wondering why he doesn't want her to come to his games anymore broke my heart in half. oh my god)
the tsurugis fighting over what kyousuke is doing seriously HURT me man. yuuichi crying and telling him "i never asked you to do that for me" ouhh ouch ow owie that HURT. AUGH. and kyousuke being so deeply moved by seeing his brother cry auughh god that's so good. i would be too what da hell!! i was a bit surprised when yuuichi got angry about him abandoning soccer and told him to leave- idk if it was just me never having watched GO but knowing about yuuichi being a caring older brother, i guess i decided on a personality for him in my head and then got surprised when it didnt line up with reality. that's on me. i expected him to be more calm & forgiving but i really understand the outburst and the anger. if i were in his shoes i'd probably react the same way. i mean one brother sacrificing his morals for the other even though he never asked that of him is soooo. aughgg. anyways it was solved without a conversation bc what yuuichi really wanted kyousuke to do was go on that field and face soccer head on, and he did. but i hope we'll get to see them talk about it a bit more. love these 2
coach kudou taking responsibility for shindou's plays during that match and resigning??? if i had a nickel, right? anyways i hated his mustache at first but it's grown on me. i really like him. endou being his replacement also means so much to me given that kudou was his coach in season 3, aghhh the growth and the trust and the mutual respect!!! adore it SO much. also i'm grateful we got to see megane's goofy ass bc it was nice to see him again (before we even got to see kidou lmfao he really is the main character)
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48, 66 for f1 asks?
f1 asks
48. What would your dream podium be?
ouhh difficult question actually, it depends a lot on the situation I think? McLaren 1-2 is a given (considering my digital footprint obviously yk) but which one of them I'd prefer to win the race is, let's say, circumstantial, but either is good. if I had to choose I'd go Oscar P1 with Lando P2 and:
Nico Hülkenberg P3. he deserves it. god what I'd give to see him winning
66. Is there a ship you would like more people to know about?
my kneejerk answer to this is carcar, though I think it's less that people don't know about them and more that the whole hate-hate dynamic isn't necessarily for everyone (they're missing out IMO but I can't transfer the brainworms onto everyone else unfortunately). alternatively: frando/nor(a)pinto + piapinto solely because of how much of a silly factor Franco adds to the landoscar dynamic. but also BEARNELLI BEARNELLI BEARNELLI
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