#PEE WINKY

[catladychronicles]

His shoelaces now

[age-of-play-i-say]

Mama catching me vigorously humping the kitchen counter through my diaper, up on my tiptoes and holding my little skirt up out of the way to get any pressure at all through the soft layers on onto my baby parts.

My eyes are closed and my mouth is hanging open against my pink cheeks, which have a light layer of sweat to them, indicating I've been working at this for a while.

I don't look that successful, humping wildly but only seeming to rarely catch a good angle through all the crinkly padding. I whine and my face twists in frustration as my feet slip and I lose the perfect angle to pleasure myself with, again.

Mama smiles, knowing how tough the whole taping-the-diaper-closed thing is for me, Mama's horniest Baby.

Mama knows I could easily get off five or six times a day without breaking a sweat, my little brain being wholly absorbed in my own pleasure, and my sensitive parts growing so reactive whenever I'm little. Mama eventually taped my diaper for my own good when I couldn't control myself and kept trying to do special touch time everywhere.

Mama wants to help out her baby and knows baby loves to hump and hold, and after a quick check, she confirms that Baby's diaper is still dry. She's equally impressed and alarmed.

"Little one, this diaper went on hours ago and it's still dry, I thought I told you to release when you needed!" Mama's scolding but still, her cock starts swelling in her jeans.

Her Baby is desperate. Very desperate.

I won't stop trying to make my humpies, frantic to keep the hours of wee wees out of this babyish diapee! I'm trying to work out how to get out of it and use the big potty when Mama materialized behind me for a sudden diaper check.

Mama is not happy to find me dry and squirmy, flipping me around and quickly lifting me to settle on her hip. She bounces me to settle me in more than is strictly necessary, enjoying my desperate little wiggles after each soft impact against her hip.

Mama carries her baby to their bathroom, settling their wiggly butt on the edge of the tub before running off to grab her hitachi wand, which she plugs in and brings to kneel at my feet. She grabs my knees and forces them apart, which makes me whine and grind forward helplessly.

She holds the palm of her hand flat against the front of my diaper and squeezes, teasing me and my brimming baby parts.

"Sweetie, this is not good for your bladder, holding this long when you're so little!" She firmly swats the front of the diaper before pressing it against my soaked and twitching stiffie again. "I don't like that you're being stubborn, but I don't want you to hurt yourself."

"I'm going to using the magic wand to get out all your stickies, but! I won't do it until your diapee is nice and wet, little baby, so what are you waiting for? I brought you to the potty room, and you're already wearing your potty!"

I whine and cant my hips forward, feeling shy about Mama's hand placement over my winkie where she'll be able to feel my tinkles when they come out but still bursting.

I whimper and try to let go but get startled by the rumble of the wand. I look down hopefully, only to find Mama placing the head of the wand against her hard cock with her left hand, squeezing her baby's excited parts with her right.

Seeing Mama's eyes flutter makes my winkie pulse and forces my bladder to contract.

I shiver as the first spray hits my padding, softening and dampening the layers as I continue to shake and soak my diapee.

Mama shivers with me, hearing the hissing of my tinkles finally begin in earnest

Mama sees her baby's face finally relax and feels real peace, coming hard on the wand moments after the tension leaves their precious little one's expression.

Afterwards they immediately press the wand into the soaked padding of their baby. I'm still piddling with some force, and the feeling of relief and wet heat combined with the deep vibrations of the wand make me scream and immediately arch off the bed into a long orgasm, peeing the whole time.

Mama squeezes at my diaper one last, this time the padding squishes against my spent baby parts.

"Uh-oh!" she says in a sing-song voice, "looks like someone needs a big change. Mama will take care of you, baby, always."

I

[dailyunsolvedmysteries]

Chucky actor Ed Gale, 59, Caught with Minors

Los Angeles police are investigating Chucky actor Ed Gale after he was caught on camera admitting sexting with up to 10 minors. A group calling themselves 'Creep Catcher Unit' posed as a 14-year-old boy online and allegedly received lewd texts from the 59-year-old actor, before confronting him on camera at his Hollywood apartment.

The LAPD was called to the scene Friday and were also caught on camera. Police say they are currently investigating, but have not made an arrest and no charges have been filed.

In videos filmed by Creep Catcher Unit (CC Unit) on Friday, Gale admitted there were several minors he had 'talked to sexually online', that they were 'all under 18' and there were 'Definitely no more than 10' of them. He told the CC Unit frontman, who goes by the alias Ghost, that he planned to have 'Oral, hand, and possibly anal' sex with the person he was texting, who he believed was a 14-year-old boy.

In the shocking video, the Howard the Duck, Spaceballs and Chucky actor was asked by Ghost: 'Did you talk sexually to a minor online, yes or no?' 'Yes,' the actor replied. 'That's a felony,' Ghost said. 'Yes,' Gale replied.

Screenshots of the alleged text conversation between Gale and the decoy account show the actor telling the supposed child 'I want hold yours while u go pee… your little winky,' and asking them 'Do u like the taste of come?' The texts show Gale allegedly writing 'I want to taste your tongue in my mouth' and 'I want to be inside of you'.

The decoy asked Gale in the alleged conversation: 'do u want to use condom all the time or do it raw for a little bit' and Gale replied 'Raw with lube'.

In the videotaped two-hour confrontation, Ghost showed Gale printouts of the text messages, and Gale admitted he sent them.

A neighbor in the apartment building, Maggie Mayor-Oats, said she found Gale 'creepy.' 'It's not surprising. I always see random men coming in and out of his apartment,'

Criminal records show Gale worked with a pedophile actor on the movie that made his Hollywood break, Howard the Duck.  In a 2014 interview Gale described his past closeness with Jeffrey Jones, hosting him for Thanksgiving dinner in Palm Springs after filming Howard the Duck in the 1980s, before Jones’ conviction.

[kmp78]

"Pokey? What are we 12? For adult women .. who the fuck calls a d*ck pokey?"

Anon doesn't like what we're currently calling Jared's penis, sorry, dick. Here are some other options they might approve of:

Anaconda, appendage, baby maker, baguette, banana, baton, big boy, bobbin, bone, boner, bratwurst, bulge, burrito, butt dart, cane, cannoli, captain winky, carrot, chub, chubby, clit stick, club, cobra, cock, commander, corn dog, corporal, cucumber, custard launcher, D, dagger, danger noodle, deep sea diver, ding dong, dipstick, dong, firehose, gherkin, hammer, hard-on, heat seeking missile, hercules, hoo-ha, hotdog, jackhammer, jawbreaker, jimmy, jizz launcher, johnson, joystick, junior, junk, knob, lady-pleaser, length, lightning rod, log, lollipop, long john, longfellow, magic stick, magic wand, manhood, meat stick, member, Mr. Happy, mushroom, organ, package, pecker, pee pee, peen, piece, pleasure stick, pocket rocket, pogo stick, prick, private, python, rod, sausage, schlong, screwdriver, secret weapon, snake, spear, squirt gun, staff, stallion, stiffie, stud, submarine, super soaker, tallywhacker, thingy, third leg, thrill drill, throbber, thunderbolt, tickle pickle, titan, tool, tree trunk, tri-pod, turkey baster, unit, unmentionable, valiant vein, velvet sword, volcano, wang, warrior, weapon, wee wee, weiner, wenus, willy, wingman, winky, wishbone, wood, woody, worm, yard stick, yule log, zeppelin, and zucchini.

Man, with soo many choices, maybe I SHOULD look into doing fan fic! 🤭🤭

CAPTAIN WINKY!!!!! 😂😂😂

I'm keeping that one. ✔️

[dailyunsolvedmysteries-movedd]

Chucky actor Ed Gale, 59, Caught with Minors

Los Angeles police are investigating Chucky actor Ed Gale after he was caught on camera admitting sexting with up to 10 minors. A group calling themselves 'Creep Catcher Unit' posed as a 14-year-old boy online and allegedly received lewd texts from the 59-year-old actor, before confronting him on camera at his Hollywood apartment.

The LAPD was called to the scene Friday and were also caught on camera. Police say they are currently investigating, but have not made an arrest and no charges have been filed.

In videos filmed by Creep Catcher Unit (CC Unit) on Friday, Gale admitted there were several minors he had 'talked to sexually online', that they were 'all under 18' and there were 'Definitely no more than 10' of them. He told the CC Unit frontman, who goes by the alias Ghost, that he planned to have 'Oral, hand, and possibly anal' sex with the person he was texting, who he believed was a 14-year-old boy.

In the shocking video, the Howard the Duck, Spaceballs and Chucky actor was asked by Ghost: 'Did you talk sexually to a minor online, yes or no?' 'Yes,' the actor replied. 'That's a felony,' Ghost said. 'Yes,' Gale replied.

Screenshots of the alleged text conversation between Gale and the decoy account show the actor telling the supposed child 'I want hold yours while u go pee… your little winky,' and asking them 'Do u like the taste of come?' The texts show Gale allegedly writing 'I want to taste your tongue in my mouth' and 'I want to be inside of you'.

The decoy asked Gale in the alleged conversation: 'do u want to use condom all the time or do it raw for a little bit' and Gale replied 'Raw with lube'.

In the videotaped two-hour confrontation, Ghost showed Gale printouts of the text messages, and Gale admitted he sent them.

A neighbor in the apartment building, Maggie Mayor-Oats, said she found Gale 'creepy.' 'It's not surprising. I always see random men coming in and out of his apartment,'

Criminal records show Gale worked with a pedophile actor on the movie that made his Hollywood break, Howard the Duck.  In a 2014 interview Gale described his past closeness with Jeffrey Jones, hosting him for Thanksgiving dinner in Palm Springs after filming Howard the Duck in the 1980s, before Jones’ conviction.

[mountttmase]

What’s poor piss anons story why the name piss anon i follow so many mase accs and some of you have similar names and identical pics im not sure who’s on who’s acc

Piss anon sent me an anon many moons ago asking if I thought Mason would let me hold his wee willy winky while he pees and since then they have just been know as piss anon

[catladychronicles]

[marydswitchduet]

Language and Talk Makes All the Difference

One thing Mommy can attest to is that nothing gets me going more than dirty talk.

Not entirely sure why.

I have theories, of course.

One of which being I was raised in half liberal, half conservative household. We supported the LGBT community, especially with close family members with same-sex partners (one of which married <3). But we were not open about anything sexual at all. My mom saw me opening a site once in my room and my dad then told me to get a magazine. As if that was gonna solve my problems haha.

But, I think it can be dirty talk or even RP talk in your scene and it can just be so exhilarating to hear someone talk about the taboo. Even when you're doing it, it's additional thrill, shame, whatever itch that scene or moment scratches for you.

I know Mommy and I like to say things to get the other going, depending on who may be D/S and other context of scene. I thought It'd be useful for both Mommy and me to have a list of things I've discovered over the years (maybe some articles down the line from our blog) that get me or her excited.

For language/things to hear while in little space:

Sing-songy tone

Tell mommy what you did...(peeing or pooping)

Does my little boy need to fill his diaper?

Back rubbing

Cooing

Is my little boy excited? Is his pee pee getting big?

Little boys don't get to enjoy big boy things like Mommy's kitty

Little boys make cummies in their pampers for Mommy like good little boys, and only when they're allowed to

Little Prince (trigger?)

Less dirty boy as a mantra, mixed in once in a while

shushing, rubbing my head or face

I’ve also been looking into what words I like to use in my little space, because it’s hard for me to get into my space and fully let go.

But here’s a few I’ve thought of:

Privates: kitty for hers, pee pee, wee wee, tidly wink, winky, boy parts, private parts for mine

Butt: tushy was one I recently heard that I’m down with or pooper

Peeing: little pee pants, potty monster, pee pee, peeing your pampers

Pooping: messing, pooping your pampers

Diapers: padding, diapers, or pampers

Changes: changing my messy or wet diaper

[callunasims]

Courtlandt Legacy | Part 16 - Outnumbered

It’s 5pm and all the babies are upset! While Caleb was working on getting David tucked in and telling him a story, one of the twins, Vanessa, began crying in the other room. Thankfully Daphne was on it, but the two of them are outnumbered and definitely have their hands full!

Hopefully they can get the babies settled so the two of them can enjoy the premier of their favorite TV show tonight! David drifted off after Caleb’s bedtime story and a little lullaby, and Vanessa settled down with a cuddle and a snack. Amanda also enjoyed her cuddles and snack while Caleb was busy making some dinner to enjoy with the show that evening. Though Caleb hates cooking and he can easily tuck into a plasma fruit or a plasma pack, he wanted to make sure Daphne had a nice hot meal to enjoy after caring for the newborns.

It was at this point, dear reader, that I realized they didn’t have a TV (yes that was a Bridgerton reference, so WHAT?). Anyway, they had about $1k in savings which I am very aware they were saving up to better their home but I believe a television fits in that category just fine! They bought a used TV off of SimsList and moved their desk in front of the TV for now so they’d have a nice spot to watch. Daphne also used the opportunity to adjust family photos, with their engagement and wedding photo by the TV, and a bigger space above the desk to give plenty of room for more pictures as the children grow.

They sat down for dinner to enjoy the Odder Things premier together. Just as they began to relax, Vanessa started to cry again. They should’ve anticipated the dirty diaper! And of course, right on cue, Amanda began to cry for a diaper change as well. Thankfully they had managed to finish their premier first!

Caleb’s paycheck came through right after, instead of tucking the television away, they decided to purchase a TV stand and put their desk back where it belongs. After setting the new TV stand up and tucking the newborns in, everybody headed to bed. Vanessa cried twice during the night for food and a diaper change but Amanda was rather unbothered by everything. Caleb kept getting up so Daphne could rest since she just gave birth, but the next night, she’s on duty!

It was nice of Caleb to do that, considering David woke up at 2am. Since Daphne leaves for work an hour earlier than Caleb, she decided that she’d take breakfast duty that morning. Poor David was so cranky after waking up hungry! He’s a little smelly this morning, but they’ll have to take this one problem at a time and food clearly needs to be first with a hangry little man.

She decided to help him try yogurt for breakfast that morning. Fingers crossed it goes well!

He ate the bite and said, and I quote ‘yummyyyyy!’ so he unlocked his first food milestone, and he enjoyed it!

She gave him a bottle to finish the rest of his meal, and then carried on getting ready for the morning, including a bath for David and then herself. He made sure to pee on Mom when she went to change his stinky diaper, but that’s why we do these things BEFORE our own showers. Or be smart moms and keep the winky covered with the old diaper while changing, but I digress.

While all this was going on, Amanda woke Caleb up crying to have her poopy diaper changed. Caleb was happy to get up that morning and give his newborn a snuggle. After she was all taken care of, she and Vanessa drifted off to sleep. Caleb got up to clean up the bathroom after Caleb’s bath and to get ready for the day himself. David was left on his tummy time mat to do tummy time on his own for a bit while his parents got something to eat and bathed. David was having a great time on his own with the mat!

Just as Daphne sat down with her breakfast, Vanessa began to cry. Before she could even get up, Caleb was there with his vampiric speed, feeding the baby. He’s really killing it with the whole ‘Dad’ thing! Since Caleb had a good hand on things, Daphne stepped outside to tend to their garden before heading to work. After all, it was Caleb’s main source of food, and a great help financially, too. Caleb went into the nursery to play with David and found him unlocking yet another milestone!

Daphne earned them $397 simoleons before even leaving for work that morning – the gardening is really paying off! It only got Caleb 3 more plasma fruit, so they may have to consider planting another tree soon. For now, though, they have two crying babies to care for. David has been awake for 6 hours without a nap and is demanding one – and a snack – before mom leaves for work. This will definitely take a load off of Caleb’s plate for the hour he is alone with all three of the babies.

Caleb’s dad instincts are strong – since the babies didn’t need him right now, he decided to play with Maybelle instead.

Daphne headed off to work so Caleb sprayed the garden for flies before heading off himself, leaving the kids with their daycare for the day. However, it is worth noting that there seems to be a bug… with getting rid of bugs. What is that, Caleb? Is your arm broken? Buddy.

The children got home with Daphne, and she and David had something in common – they were both exhausted. That’s what happens when you get up at 2am. Sorry David, but you’re going to have to stay up a bit longer to avoid that from happening again. While Daphne was taking care of Amanda and Vanessa, she passed out on the floor from exhaustion. Thankfully Caleb had just arrived home and could finish taking care of David while Daphne roused herself to do diapers and feedings for the girls. She has just enough energy to do that and get some food, then go to bed herself. She won’t be able to do her work task for tonight. Caleb is feeling great, though, and has plans to work on his programming skills for a while before bed. Thank goodness the twins are aging up tomorrow!

Due to their birthday coming up, they did have to spend a lot of their paycheck on prepping another nursery, but they had a bit left over to fix up the master suite bathroom, too. Daphne turned in for an early night (8:30pm, wow!) and Caleb sat down at the computer once everyone was safely asleep to work on his programming skills.  

Tomorrow the girls will age up to infants, but before that, Daphne and Caleb will have to take their newborn family photos with each girl, and possibly Caleb’s infant photo as well. I can’t wait to see what these two girls look like!

[age-of-play-i-say]

hi hi… high as fuck and gotta say… describing ur tdick as a winkie… or a pee pee 😫😫😫 like i’m actually dribbling. what other names do you use for your privates? 👉👈

!!!!!

(winkie, peepee, baby parts, lil button, baby button, willy, can't think of more rn but yay!)

[fried-muffins]

So you know levi ackerman? Well I thought since he is 5'3 how would he look like next to tinky winky? Tinky winky is a 10 feet tall.

[redrose-arrow]

hi so it’s very important to me that you meet Falcon and Hawk, Gilan’s cats:

basically i headcanon that selethen, when he came to araluen for the royal wedding, gave gilan a cat when he left. and the cat came with a note, which told gilan to name the cat after something that reminded him of selethen, *cute and slightly blussing winky face*. but gilan was so in awe over the cat that he couldn’t come up with the perfect name, so he went to the one other person he knew who had had to name pets: will. 

that was a mistake. 

because, as we all (but gilan obviously does not) know, will is terribly at coming up with names and cannot be credited with the names of his own dogs. and so the cat was called “sand” for a while. it could’ve been worse, but, as jenny remarked to gilan, is that really the best thing to name the cat after? 

it was indeed jenny who ended up suggesting the perfect name: hawk (because selethen’s nickname in nihon-ja was taka, get it?). 

alas, hawk it is. hawk is orange and must have more than nine lives because there is no other way to explain how he is still alive. too many falling down... anything. hawk is also scared of mouses and birds and insects and would not survive a day in the wild. gilan is 99% sure that the one time hawk went into the woods he almost died, and that he was saved by another cat. hawk brought this cat home. gilan did not want to take the new cat in, initially, but at closer inspection realised that the cat must have been abanonded. its fur was dull, grey, and dirty. besides, hawk seemed absolutely and totally in love with the cat. so gilan welcomed it into his home and named him falcon. 

hawk and falcon share one braincell. they like to cuddle, anywhere and everywhere. one time, gilan took off his cloak outside when it was warm, the cats fell asleep in it, and gilan couldn’t find them for hours. several tear-stained letters were sent and he almost declared a fief-wide emergency. ever since, gilan and the cats are even more inseparable. 

gilan has even made a habit of bringing hawk and falcon to the gatherings. the first time, hawk decided to pick a fight with ebony (no one understood why). falcon made himself comfortable in the grass and watched. ebony fought back until hawk retreated. gilan complained that will’s dog bullied his cat. will countered that gilan’s cats were just too arrogant. and since rangers love a little drama, they began picking sides, and within a few minutes the entire corps was divided into cats and dogs teams. flashbacks to the great coffee debate were not uncommon. weapons were grabbed and threats were made but. but. then halt came in between his two apprentices and pointed a finger. turns out, falcon, hawk, and ebony had all fallen asleep on crowley’s lap. the gathering was saved. 

this is not to say the cats do not annoy gilan, too. they have hissed at him for daring to pet them and have meowed at the most inconvenient times when they wanted attention. he has cursed at them several times already and undoubtedly will do so again. they also run away occassionally to convince townspeople to feed them and pee on gilan’s bed when they’re stressed out over bad weather. hawk especially gets stressed out when it’s pouring outside and will hide in the most unreachable places. 

bonus: the only person that hawk and falcon like more than gilan, is david. they somehow and inexplicably despise selethen and gilan thinks it’s hilarious. 

[bangchanswolfpelt]

Kinktober Day 13: Show the World to Me

for @gyulfriend💕

hi um!! i’ve never requested anything for kinktober before and i’m not sure if i have to wait until october starts, but i would love to see something for the 13th [omorashi] OR the 23rd [watersports] (whichever day works better for you!!!) with a pervy soobin who really wants to see you pee yourself and devices a little plan 😭 go for super gross if you want! i really love your perv soobin and would love to see him with maybe a more subby embarrassed reader if that’s okay, i just love the idea of a guy being so obsessed with me that he wants to see me pee LMAO. ahh thank you so much in advance, you’re such an amazing writer and i’m so excited to see what else you write for kinktober!! <333

cw: manipulative pervert!Soobin; reader - unspecified pronouns/gender; reader has a vulva; dubcon - Soobin is a manipulative creep, but also feels bad about it?; voyeurism; watersports - omorashi (wetting, humiliation); public masturbation;

wordcount: 1,810 words

It wasn’t on purpose—not the first time, at least.

A text from Yeonjun had let him know that you were over, playfully warning him not to walk out without pants, and Soobin had just been about to leave his room when he’d heard the squeak of the bathroom door through the wall. The fan’s been broken for a few days, and he realizes suddenly that he can hear every movement from the next room with startling clarity.

It’s you in there, not Yeonjun; he can tell from the lightness of your footsteps, from the soft, off-key humming that makes his heart skip a beat every time.

Soobin doesn’t even realize that he’s walked away from his bedroom door, that he’s crept to the wall, until he’s pressing his ear to it, breath frozen in his lungs as his cock grows stiff in his pants. All the quiet little noises you don’t think twice about—the clink of the toilet lid as it’s raised, the rustle of your clothes, the wet rush followed immediately by the splash as—he strains to take every one of them in. He feels like he’s choking on his own spit, limbs locked painfully into place at the thought of your legs spread, bare thighs, doing something no one’s every seen you do…

It’s a sweetly painful eternity, and then it’s over too soon, the soft sound of your clothing shifting back into place, the rush of water as the sink turns on, the squeak of the faucet as you turn it off again—all underscored by your quiet humming.

It’s a sweetly painful eternity, and then it’s over too soon, the soft sound of your clothing shifting back into place, the rush of water as the sink turns on, the squeak of the faucet as you turn it off again—all underscored by your quiet humming.

Soobin knows he’s a pervert—he just didn’t think he was that kind of pervert.

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It becomes a habit, plying you with coffee and tea and juice, until you’re darting off to use the bathroom.

If he can get away with it, he’ll find some excuse to go back to his room, to listen to you through the wall as he gets himself off frantically. Even when he can’t, though, the sight of you vanishing behind the bathroom door, the sound of you replaying in his ears, is still enough to keep him playing this strange, twisted little game.

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Soobin doesn’t actually expect it to work.

There’s a festival going, the night lit up and bustling, and it’s not long at all before the two of you have lost your friends in the crowd. Soobin knows it’s not entirely accidental—the winky face Yeonjun had sent him after vanishing was less of a clue and more a blaring neon sign, and his face goes red as he shoves his phone back into his pocket hastily.

The lines to the restrooms, he notes, are nightmarishly long. For a moment, he lets himself indulge in the thought of waiting impatiently, of you wrapping your arms around and squirming as desperation begins to creep upon you, of you looking up at him with wide, panicking eyes as you realize you’re not going to make it in time.

It’s not a real plan, just another version of the funny, one-sided game he likes to play with you.

There are so many food stalls and so many things to try at each of them, and in the warm weather, it’s easy for Soobin to ply you with drinks, to get you excited to try something new at every other stall. He zeros in on your favorite flavor of milk tea first, offers to share his own with you, and slyly coaxes you into drinking most of it without noticing. After that, there’s sweet potato lattes and strawberry milkshakes that you share happily, watermelon juice and massive cones of mango shaved ice and a ginger pineapple tea that has you gasping with delight. All the while, he coaxes you to drink more and more water, insisting that it’s too hot and you need to stay hydrated. Every time, you beam up at him, thank him for worrying before taking another sip.

Soobin’s done this often enough that he can read your body’s reactions before you’re even aware of them—the way you fidget and shift your weight, the slight press of your thighs together. You amble along beside him longer than he expects, then he realizes your eyes are darting around the streets expectantly—you’re looking for a restroom, he realizes giddily. It’s not much longer before you’re tugging at his sleeve gently, bringing him to a halt along the fringes of the festival.

“I’ve… got to find a restroom,” you admit shyly, gaze firmly on the ground as your knees tremble slightly, and affection bubbles up sweetly in the pit of his belly.

“I think there were some on the other side,” he offers up helpfully.

“The… other side… ?”

“Over by the entrance.” Soobin can’t help but smile as you bite your lip doubtfully, offering up his arm playfully. “We can get back there, it shouldn’t take too long.”

You tuck your hand into the crook of his elbow with a tremulous smile, and he leads you off with a dashing grin. Your sense of direction is woeful; if Soobin takes a couple extra turns, if the way back takes longer than it should, you don’t notice. Even if it wasn’t, you’d still have trouble orienting yourself—the pressure low in your belly building with each step forward, every jostle within the crowd, making you unsteady and shaky. Soobin’s arm is warm and solid under your grip, and you’re almost too grateful for the stability of his presence to feel embarrassed.

Your surroundings are a blur of faceless strangers and hazy lights as Soobin guides you through the streets, too flustered and tense to focus on anything properly. It’s a big hand closing over your own that startles you back to awareness, dark eyes clear and kind when you look up to meet them.

“We’re here, but…” His words drift off, and your gaze follows his own to see an impossibly long line. Tears fill your eyes and Soobin realizes that he hadn’t actually thought his game through to what the end of this particular level would look like. His chest tightens with guilt at seeing you so prettily distressed, even as he’s fighting off arousal.

“Maybe… it won’t actually take that long…” he tries to weakly reassure you. “You can wait a little while, can’t you?”

You can’t meet his eyes, looking miserably down at the sidewalk and feeling as small as a child as you admit, “I don’t—I don’t think I can.”

“Right…” You’re too busy willing the ground to open up beneath you to notice the shift in his expression, only jolting back to reality when long fingers wrap around your wrist, jerking you forward. You stumble along helplessly, tears blurring your vision, until you’re skidding to a stop somewhere off the sidewalk.

“Here, here—” His words your attention to where ‘here’ is and you realize he’s dragged you behind a cluster of small trees and shrubbery, away from the din of the festival. “You can—you can go, I’ll make sure no one else sees you.”

You fumble with your clothes, but the button on your shorts is suddenly impossible under your clumsy fingers, shaking too hard to get a proper grip on anything. As something low in your belly twists, sharp and agonizing, you resort to just grabbing at your waistband and tugging futile.

Soobin doesn’t think you’ve ever looked more appealing—a hot, trembling mess, doubled over with your thighs clamped shut, trying to hold back the throbbing pressure of a dam ready to break—so helpless and vulnerable that he can’t help but drag you into his arms. Sobs rattle your chest as arms circle around you, a soft, low voice shushing you gently as he rubs your upper arms soothingly.

“It’s okay, you’re okay, shh, shhhh…”

You’re too wretched to notice the stiff length of his cock pressed against your ass, to notice the way one of his hands slips back to palm at himself as the very last thread of your composure snaps with a hot trickle escaping down your thigh. The shudder that runs through you is enough to rock Soobin, who clutches you to his chest with a pained groan as that trickle turns into a warm waterfall running down your legs, hitting the ground below you in a painfully noisy rush.

Even in the dim light of distant streetlights, it’s better than anything he had ever imagined—the mild ammonia smell that fills the air, the feeling of your ragged breaths where your back is pressed to his chest, the growing dark patch across the front of your shorts, the way your lips part as the relief of letting go temporarily overtakes the humiliation of wetting yourself in public.

Though it feels like an eternity, it’s just a few moments before you’re collapsing in on yourself like a deflated balloon, only held up by the arm wrapped around your middle. You’re too hollowed out to feel Soobin shiver against your back, ears ringing over his soft moan as he spills in his pants. In the darkness, you don’t notice that he’s out of breath, cheeks flushed as he pulls a water bottle out to help you clean up.

You let him wipe your legs down, pull your feet out of your sandals to wash them and your shoes off; let him tie his jacket around your waist before he works your shorts off, rinsing them off and wringing them out before holding them out again for you to step into. He takes care of you as though you’re a child, and the part of you that isn’t numb feels weakly thankful.

Feeling only comes back to you when you notice the dark stain along the front of his pants, a fresh wave of mortification choking up your lungs as you realize you—

It only takes Soobin a moment to realize where your gaze has landed, and before you can apologize, he upends the water bottle over the front of his pants.

“We’ll just say we tipped over one of the goldfish tanks?” he proposes with a red face and a sweet, panicky grin, and you don’t think you’ve ever felt more grateful in your life. The excuse drags a hiccupy little laugh out of you as you sniffle, and when he moves to sling you across his back like a tired child, you relax into his hold like it’s nothing.

“C’mon, let’s go home and we can get you cleaned up properly there.”

[joongernaut]

can i have a short fic/time stamp where all the dreamies have a crush on you n its all crack/fluff? THANKS!

[3:14]

pairing: nct dream x reader

genre/warnings: crack and fluff

word count: 844

A/N: thanks for being my first request anon! 😁🙏🏾 hope you like what my little mind has came up with lmfao

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"i think y/n likes me." jaemin said seemingly out of nowhere, fighting back a smirk as five heads snapped towards his direction in the kitchen, matching incredulous looks on their faces.

they all came over to your house to hang out and watch a movie despite the time being so late. you were bored out of your mind and didn't mind a bit of company and they all seemed pretty eager to jump at the chance.

actually, it had only been one of them that had gotten the invitation but after trying and failing to sneak out, the others were nosey enough to pry for information before insisting to tag along. of course, you didn't mind this. anything involving the 7 boys was sure to be entertaining.

now they sat amongst themselves on the couch in your apartment, movie set to pause as they waited for you and jeno (who got randomly chosen by you, much to their disappointment) to come back from a snack run to the store.

"uh... y/n likes everybody." mark pointed out matter-of-factly, rubbing the back of his neck. haechan scoffed with a shake of his head as he got up out of his spot. "i assure you she doesn't like you in that way, no offense." he said, joining jaemin in the kitchen to pat his shoulder with faux sympathy.

"she was practically staring and giggling at me the entire time we were watching the movie. not to mention, she slapped my ass on her way out the door!" jaemin argued back and jisung let out a laugh. "maybe it's because of the popcorn stuck in your hair." he said as he motioned towards him. sure enough, jaemin shook his head and felt a few kernels fall off. he turned to haechan who stifled a laugh until he felt a pinch on his arm and let out a yelp.

chenle rolled his eyes. "and anyways, she does that ass slapping thing to all of us. that's just how she shows affection sometimes," he told him, picking up his cup to take a sip out of it. "but i will say i think she does that to me the most out of all of us. just saying."

mark cleared his throat. "honestly, she does that to me mostly... i don't know, i think that's really our thing." he said with a small gesture of his hand and renjun narrowed his eyes a bit. "apparently not if we're all getting the same ass slapping treatment so..." he trailed off, typing away on his phone. "texting her right now, by the way... she said they're almost here."

ignoring everything that renjun had said, haechan plopped down next to him on the couch before snatching his phone out his hand. "you have got to work on your flirting, man. what do you think sending a winky face will get you?" he commented, simultaneously trying to fight off renjun who had started to climb on top of him as he continued to scroll.

jisung leaned in to take a look at his phone screen as well. "she sends you memes, too? your reactions suck, though! i always give her good reactions, she says it's cute..." he said with a slight blush. jaemin came up behind him on the couch and pinched at his cheek. "that's because you're cute, jisungie. in a brotherly way to her though. i personally can't relate." he said as jisung swatted at his hand.

"do any of you truly think that you have a chance with y/n? be honest and not stupid." chenle questioned.

"uh, yeah."

"it's possible."

"why not."

"maybe..."

"have you seen me?"

just as chenle was about to argue back, the door of your home had started to unlock silencing everyone in the room.

"we're back with the goods!" you shouted, walking in with jeno following directly after while carrying the majority of the snack bags. you dropped your keys and purse on the kitchen counter before shimmying your jacket off. "gotta pee really quick. can you hand out everyone's stuff for me, jen?" you say. he lets out a low hum of approval before you scurry off.

the other 6 boys watched as he walked up to each of them, dropping off their requested snacks with a peculiar look on his face. "what's that smile for?" chenle asked suspiciously, taking a bag of chips from his hand. "yeah, what's got you all happy?" mark pressed him further as he grabbed his own bag.

jeno looked over his shoulder, making sure you were still preoccupied, before leaning towards the boys. they all leaned in toward him curiously. "i think... y/n likes me." he whispered. renjun pressed his fingers to his temple, feeling a mild headache coming. "let me guess," jaemin said with a point of his finger. "she slapped your ass?"

jeno titled his head to the side, slight confusion written on his face as his eyebrows knitted together. "yeah? how'd you know?" he asked and they all simultaneously let out a chorus of exasperated sighs and groans.

[catladychronicles]

[freddiefiction]

“I got up at seven in the morning and went into the sitting room where Freddie and Barbara were still wide awake and going strong. He looked a sight. He was wearing his new Minnie and Mickey outfit, including the Wee Willie Winkie hat.

‘Oh, it’s that time already,’ he said. ‘Jim, I’ve written a new song. It’s about my Delilah.’

He did sleep for a few hours that morning but, when he got up, he would spend his whole time tweaking his Delilah lyrics and trying out different lines on me. My favourite line was included in the final version: ‘You make me slightly mad when you pee all over my Chippendale suite.’ ”

My favourite Mercury & Me moments (part 18/?)