#Ride Guide 2025

[kolbisneat]

Slightly closer look at the various vehicles and riders that appear on my 2025 TTC ride guide! Lots of little nods to neighbourhoods and puns and green methods of travel (as well as my current and former cats!)

And if you want a poster of the artwork the TTC shop has it available here!

Happy Friday!

[yun-fangz]

may we have san links pt2 pweaseee

San twitter links — pt. 2

pairing: c.san x fem!reader

warnings/tags: porn links MDNI., size kink (kinda), riding, cunnilingus, pet play? idk that one is for my hybrid!enthusiasts tbh...

part 1. | masterlist.

a/n: hiiiii, ahem. sorry that these requests are taking so long... i've been working damn near 45-50 hour weeks. it's rlly bad, i have no time but yay OT i guess.... anywho thank u so all so much for your patience, i see your requests.... i will get to them eventually 🥹

like i said before.... any pt. 2 will be shorter and a bit less descriptive. enjoy!

san lining himself up on your stomach to show you just how deep he's gonna be buried in your cunt. link.

riding san.... his hands have to be on you at all times. either his hands or on your waist, guiding you against him or holding your hands behind your back as he pistons into you himself. link.

san playing with you through your panties, he thinks it's so cute how you grind against his palm. link.

when i say choi san is an eater, HE EATS. the best use of his dexterous tongue is to play with your clit, drawing out orgasm after orgasm until your pushing his head away. link.

san fucking his pretty kitty..... he loves the way the bells of your ears jingle with each thrust into your little cunt. link.

© 2025 Yun-Fangz All Rights Reserved.

[multi-kpop-fanfics]

ride down the memory lane

pairing: yoon jeonghan x fem!reader (other idols mentioned as friends)

au: childhood rivals to lovers

genre: smut, comedy - minors dni.

warnings: food, alcohol, mentions of physical injuries and a bit of reckless driving, semi-public sex, fingering, making out.

word count: 2.9k

synopsis: one thing you will never forget from your childhood is the bicycle races around your neighborhood against a certain boy who always lost to you. fifteen years later and in the big city, that same boy isn't a boy anymore and he knows how to ride more than a child's bicycle.

Author's note: hi everyone! this is my entry for the lonely hearts cafe collab hosted by @camandemstudios! i hope you will enjoy reading this fic, along with all the amazing entries from the rest of the participants💕

taglist: @gyuguys @aliceu @listxn @svtwhinyc17 @woozixo @wonranghaeee @cookiearmy @haosheaven @kyeomiis @sebongica

©multi-kpop-fanfics, 2025. No reposting allowed. No translations allowed without permission.

Seoul City, today.

There’s music echoing in your room, the upbeat song matching your good mood. You’re applying your makeup with careful motions, wanting nothing more than a perfect result that compliments your outfit.

The occasion is obviously a joyous one - you’re reuniting with your college classmates five years after your graduation. While you have kept in touch with most of them, living in different cities and countries was the main obstacle of not being able to see them in person.

But today, nobody and nothing will stop you from enjoying your time with them.

The music playing through your phone is suddenly cut off due to an incoming call and you let out a dissatisfied groan when you see one of your friend’s ID on the screen.

“Can’t believe you called while the best part was playing!” You answer the call.

“You and your addiction to music,” Chaewon sighs, “Are you done with makeup?”

“Almost there, just adding glitter.”

“Girl, relax, it’s not New Year’s eve!”

“I don’t care, Chae, glitter and I are in a long term relationship.”

“Ugh, fine. I knew I couldn’t convince you either way.”

“Did you call me just to ask me for my makeup though?”

“No, I called you to let you know that Joshua is going to bring a friend of his tonight with us.”

“Oh okay. Uh, do we know the guy?”

“I haven’t met him in person, all I know is that his name is Jeonghan.”

Jeonghan? It’s been a long time since you last heard that name.

“Hello? Earth to Y/N?”

“Yeah, I hear you. The guy’s name is Jeonghan.”

“Do you have a problem with Joshua bringing him along? Because you stayed silent for a moment there.”

“Oh no, I have no issue! I just….happened to remember someone who has the same name,” you laugh awkwardly, “Probably just a coincidence.”

“Okay cool! See you soon, love!”

You arrive in front of the bar, your lips forming a huge grin once you spot your friends outside the door.

“Ay, there she is!” Hyunjin exclaims.

“Hi Hyune- What happened to your hair?!” You gasp.

“Oh, this?” He runs his hand over his barely hair covered head, “Just a spur of the moment thing.”

“A spur of the moment that gave us a damn heart attack.” Jihyo sighs audibly, 

“Rest in peace, long haired Hyunjin, you'll be dearly missed.” You put your palms together as if you were paying respects and Hyunjin playfully shoves you.

“Where are Joshua and his friend?” Chaewon asks.

“Joshua texted me a couple of minutes ago and said they'll be late, we can go grab a table inside and save two seats for them.” Jihyo responds.

“Awesome, I didn't want to wait in the cold anyways.” You grin.

You walk through the doors of the bar and Jihyo goes to one of the waiters, who in turn guides you to a table big enough to fit the entire group, along with the two who aren't there yet.

You make yourselves comfortable around the table, checking the menu for drinks and possibly some finger food for funsies.

“Alcohol for everyone, I suppose?” Jihyo speaks as she closes the catalog in her hands.

“Damn right,” Hyunjin agrees enthusiastically, “The week was tough.”

“Yeah, because getting your makeup and outfits done by others is so tiring, right?” Chaewon mocks him, but the man flips her off with ease.

Amidst the bickering, you spot Joshua and his friend walking through the door and you wave to let them know your location in the bar.

“Oh, they’re coming!” Chaewon scoots closer to you to make room for the boys.

“Hello everyone!” Joshua greets all of you with a smile, “Sorry we’re late, traffic was kinda annoying.”

“You weren’t even the one driving and you’re complaining about traffic?” The other man speaks up.

“You must be Jeonghan, right?” Jihyo asks with interest, “I’m Jihyo, nice to meet you. The bald one is Hyunjin-”

“Fuck you.” Hyunjin cuts her off.

“Whatever. The lady with the cunty bob is Chaewon-”

“Hi!” Chaewon waves cutely.

“And finally the lady with the glitter all over her face is-”

As soon as you make a double take on the man with the black leather jacket, your throat runs dry and cold sweat coats your skin.

You should have listened to your gut feeling when Chaewon called you before you left the house.

“Y/N L/N?” Jeonghan looks at you with a curious smirk.

“Yoon Jeonghan.” 

The rest of the group exchange dumbfounded glances. 

“You….know each other?” Hyunjin asks.

“That’s right,” Jeonghan crosses his legs in a deliberately slow manner, “Way too well, if I dare say so.”

“Why aren’t you speaking?!” Chaewon nudges you repeatedly.

“Yeah we have known each other since childhood. Are you satisfied now?” You huff in annoyance.

“That’s all you’re gonna say?” Jeonghan raises his brow defiantly, “I don’t think it’s nice to keep your friends in the dark.”

“Can you not use wording that makes everything sound weird?” You pinch the bridge of your nose.

“Are you guys exes or something?” Hyunjin points at the two of you.

“NO!” You loudly defend yourself.

“That just made it even more suspicious…”

“Aside from her exaggerated reaction, Y/N is telling the truth. We were sort of…. childhood rivals.” Jeonghan explains calmly.

“Sort of? You couldn’t win against me for your life.” You click your tongue.

“Pause for a sec,” Joshua intervenes, “Win against you, in what exactly? And how long ago are we even talking about here?”

“Bicycle races, about fifteen years ago,” You respond dryly, “Spoiler alert - he was fucking terrible.”

“Kinda hard to believe, since he rides a motorbike…” Chaewon comments and you shoot her a disapproving look.

“We all have to start from somewhere, Chaewon,” Jeonghan leans back on his chair, “Even if it involves bruised knees and a boy’s battered ego.”

The waiter soon arrives with everyone’s orders

“Drinking a cocktail while knowing you’re gonna drive later? You’re asking for your license to be taken away.” 

“It’s a virgin cocktail,” Jeonghan takes a sip from his glass, “I enjoy the thrill of riding a bike, but I’m not stupid enough to challenge the law.”

“Whatever.”

“Now then. I think it’s time for a little old story.”

Fifteen years ago…

“Haha! I win again!” You jump up triumphantly on the road side.

“Shut up! You cheated this time, I’m sure of it!” Jeonghan points at you, accusing you of cheating once more.

“It's not cheating if I'm better than you!” You stick your tongue out to mock the boy.

“One day, I'll be rich and I'll ride the coolest bike ever and you'll see then!” He gets up from the ground and grabs his bicycle to leave.

As soon as he sits on the saddle and tries to pedal away, he loses his balance and falls down on the asphalt.

“Ow!” He yelps again, tears filling up his eyes.

“Hmph, can't even keep your balance.” You mock him again.

Jeonghan starts crying loudly and you're about to call him a crybaby again, but you notice his bleeding knee, your face turning pale from fear. 

“Jeonghan!” You run towards him.

“Stay away from me, you meanie!” He flinches away from you.

“Hannie, you're hurt! Give me your hand so I can help you stand up!”

“Never! I would rather die!” He yells at you with tears on his cheeks 

“Urgh, just give me your hand! My house is just around the corner.”

The boy looks at you for a moment and then reluctantly gives you his hand to help him stand up.

You throw his arm around your shoulders and he manages to balance himself on his other leg.

“You shouldn't be helping me.” He sniffles.

“Why do you say that?”

“Because we're rivals, you dummy.”

“I know. But you're the only one who can match me and if you're hurt, who will be able to race against me?”

Jeonghan ponders for a moment, but he’s unable to give a good answer.

“See? You can’t think of anyone else! I'm the best in the entire neighborhood.”

“Just you wait, I’ll get better and I’ll make you eat my dust.”

“It’s a deal!” You grin.

“By the way, are we there yet?”

“We’ll make it in no time, promise! Mom made ice cream yesterday, by the way.”

“Strawberry?”

“Always!”

“I expected petty children’s drama, not this cutesy stuff,” Jihyo rests her chin on her hand, “Not that I complain, of course.”

“Yeah, it was all fun and games back then.” Jeonghan comments with a dreamy tone.

“Y/N sounded kinda like a bully though.” Chaewon side eyes you.

“Not my fault he was crying every single time he lost,” you snort into your cocktail glass, “Oh right, that was every Sunday.”

“Trust me, if we were to race now, you'd eat dirt, angel.” Jeonghan smirks.

“No thanks, I don't plan on risking my life riding a motorbike like a maniac.”

“True, he does ride like a maniac when the highway is empty.” Joshua validates your comment.

“Whose side are you on, exactly?” Jeonghan narrows his eyes towards his friend.

“Mine, obviously.” 

“Joshua Hong, ever the shit instigator.” Jihyo rolls her eyes dramatically.

“You love me so much.”

“Sadly, I do!”

The group erupts in laughter and the conversation continues into less relevant topics. Small talk goes on amongst your friends, but your focus is solely on Jeonghan.

Even if you're aware of the years that have passed since you last saw him, you can't help but ogle over how fucking good he looks now.

His gaze meets yours and your eyes shoot up in surprise, caught red-handed like a criminal. But all he does is shoot you a sly smirk.

“Um, I think I'll go to the restrooms for a bit.” you announce all of a sudden.

“You okay? You seem a little out of it.” Hyunjin gently holds your hand out of concern.

“Dude, it's nothing! I just need to pee, jeez.”

“Girl ew, no need to give us the details!” Chaewon scrunches her face in disgust.

You mirror her expression and leave the table, making a beeline for the restrooms.

As soon as you walk into one of the empty cabins, you lock the door shut and sit down, head resting in your hands.

“Fuck fuck fuck,” you curse under your breath, “Why him? Why after so many years?” 

You slap your cheek to snap yourself back to reality and unlock the restroom door, needing to wash your hands and throw some water on your neck to calm yourself down.

“Didn’t expect you to be so affected by my arrival.” 

You scream in surprise and you turn around to see Jeonghan leaning against the doorframe of the restroom entrance.

“What the fuck are you doing here?!”

“I’m here to take a piss.” He smirks.

“Wrong restrooms, idiot. Didn’t you see the sign outside the door?” You scoff.

“That’s what I told the others when they asked me,” he walks towards you, “Doesn’t mean I actually wanted to do that.”

Jeonghan now stands right in front of you, his face barely a few centimeters away from yours.

“Time really has its favorites, huh.” He twirls one of your hair strands around his finger.

“What are you talking about?” You ask him, not stopping him from whatever he’s doing.

“I mean that you’ve grown into one damn fine beauty, Y/N.”

You bite your bottom lip, mentally giving up on playing hard to get.

You tug him back into the restroom cabin and lock the door, pushing him against the door.

“I could say the same about you, mister hot rider.” You reciprocate the compliment and kiss him without delay. 

It doesn’t take Jeonghan long to snake his hands right under your ass and lift you up, switching the positions to pin you against the metal door this time.

“Been wanting to do that ever since I sat across you,” he whispers on your lips, “And much more than that.”

“I’m right here, Hannie.” You purr the nickname on purpose, hoping to get a reaction from him.

“I used to hate that stupid nickname,” he traces his nose over the juncture between your neck and shoulder, “But this…grown up voice of yours makes it sound so hot.”

“Good,” you bury your fingers in his black hair and get a hold of it, “Now would you mind putting your grown up hands into better use?”

Jeonghan instantly gets the memo and puts one of your legs down to free his dominant hand. You keep his mouth busy with your tongue, all while his nimble fingers slither under your panties and make contact with your soaked pussy.

“You had to bear with this all night long?” 

“It was fine until you sat on the couch across from me.”

“No, it was bored to death until I sat across from you.” He chuckles as he plunges one finger inside you.

It takes whatever little sanity you have left in you to not moan out loud and let your eyes roll back in your skull, as his finger thrusts in and out of you, your juices starting to drip down his knuckles.

“Feels good, doesn't it?” He murmurs against your skin.

“So fucking good, God.” You reply with a shaky voice.

“Want another one?”

“Pretty fucking please.”

Jeonghan listens to your pleas and slides another finger, but this time, a moan slips past your lips.

“Stay quiet, you idiot.”

“You're making it real hard, dumbass.” You hiss at him.

“Fine.” He deadpans and takes away his fingers, making you gasp at the sudden loss.

“What are you doing?!”

“Making your life easier,” he smirks, “Are you satisfied?”

“Of course not!” You slap his chest in protest.

“Oh shut up,” he puts you down, “It’s not like I wanted to make you cum in a fucking public space.”

“You almost did. And it’s not like we had any choice right now.”

“We could always head back to your place? Or mine?”

His suggestion catches you off guard.

“I mean, if that’s what you want as well,” he scratches the back of his neck, “I…don’t want you to push or anything.”

“Do you have a spare helmet?” You ask with determination in your eyes.

“What?”

“I said - Do you have a spare helmet?” 

“Yeah, always.”

“Can I borrow it then?”

“I thought you said you didn’t want to ride on bikes?”

“I can always make an exception. Besides, I’ll tell you the way to my place.”

Jeonghan sucks his fingers clean and you cut a few pieces of toilet paper to clean yourself up and fix your appearance.

“Shall we, then?”

You unlock the door and push it wide open, with Jeonghan quickly washing his hands.

“Won’t it be rude to leave just like that?” You wonder out loud.

“Are you seriously thinking about that right now?” He looks at you with an unamused expression.

“I thought I’d try to show some remorse.”

“Don’t do it if you feel like it, Y/N.” He grins like an imp.

The two of you check the corridor to see any passing people and to your luck, it’s empty. You both almost make a run for it.

Meanwhile, the group at the table sees the two of you from afar, suspicions arising quickly.

“They were gone for quite a while…” Chaewon tilts his head sideways.

“Bet fifty bucks they fucked in the restrooms.” Joshua snickers.

“Make it a hundred.” Jihyo crosses her arms in front of her chest.

“Shh, they’re coming!” Hyunjin signals and they all fall silent.

“Shua, hand me the helmet.” Jeonghan pats his friend’s shoulder

“Uh, why?”

“I’m taking Y/N home, she’s not feeling very well.”

“You’re gonna take her home….On your bike?” Jihyo raises her eyebrow.

“I’ll be fine, don’t worry!” You quickly defend him.

“Wait, if you take Y/N home, how will I get home?!” Joshua further questions his friend.

“Get a cab, you have money.” Jeonghan replies as he takes back both helmets and hands you one.

“Oh, here’s the money for our drinks, by the way,” you leave a couple of bills on the table, “Sorry for the sudden change, hope you guys have fun without us!”

“Stay safe.” Jihyo reminds you with a knowing look in her eyes.

“Will do.” Jeonghan responds as he ushers you towards the exit of the bar.

You pass through the doors of the bar and walk to his motorbike, your eyes wandering over the sleek silhouette of the vehicle.

“Like what you see?” Jeonghan breaks you from your trance.

“It’s so….You look so good on it, Hannie.”

“I know,” he fastens the helmet on his head, “And you’ll look just as good as my passenger princess.”

The nickname makes your heart jump in your chest and you put on the helmet, locking it under your chin. You sit on the bike right behind Jeonghan, trying to make yourself comfortable and he doesn’t hesitate to grab your arms and put them around his waist.

“Don’t hesitate to lean on me!” He shouts through the helmet as he revs up the engine.

“I won’t!” You shout back.

“Ready to go?”

“Yeah!”

“Good. Because riding bikes isn’t the only thing I’m good at.” He shouts again.

You grin behind the visor as you follow Jeonghan’s previous advice.

“I could say the same about myself.”

[maypiles]

🥀🎀Suddenly, all the love songs were about you ♥️🪞🎼

Pick a Pile: What's in your love life for 2025?

💌My beautiful souls, you’ve come to me for the most tantalizing glimpse of what 2025 holds in store for your love lives. Such curiosity, such daring, you must be craving something special—well, don’t you worry, because I’ll give you exactly what you deserve. We’ll dive into the stars, the cards, and all the whispering energies that promise to guide you through a year of love, passion, and maybe even a little heartbreak—just to keep it interesting, of course. So, lean in close, dears, as we unravel the mysteries of the heart and see what the universe has laid before you. Hold tight—it’s going to be an unforgettable ride. Happy New Year! 🎉 💋

❗THIS IS A COLLECTIVE YET ONE LAST TOO SPECIFIC PILE READING SO TAKE WHAT RESONATES AND LEAVE WHAT DOES NOT❗

Pile One 📿

Darling, pile one is already radiating so much energy—let’s dive in and see how these forces are about to unfold for my collective in 2025.

Ah, dearest, it seems you’re on the cusp of a dramatic transformation. The Wheel of Fortune at the bottom? That’s fate’s hand at play, turning in your favor. Destiny is ready to strike, and the universe is lining things up in a way that will leave you breathless, like a sudden shift in the wind. You may not see it coming, but that’s the beauty of it, isn’t it?

The Star, 6 of Cups, 9 of Cups, 10 of Cups: Oh darling, if there was ever a promise of something magical and fulfilling, this is it. It’s all coming together—something from your past (perhaps a soul connection?) is returning, and it has all the right energy to ignite something truly special. This could be the kind of love that fills you up like a cup overflowing—emotionally abundant, fulfilling in ways you didn’t even expect. You may have dreamed of this connection, yearned for it, and now, it’s here. Romantic feelings? You bet.

8 of Pentacles, 2 of Swords, King of Swords reversed: Ah, but here’s the catch, darling. As your heart gets swept up in this beautiful dance of love, there’s also work to be done. The 8 of Pentacles suggests effort, time, and patience. But beware—2 of Swords and the King of Swords reversed show confusion, mental blockages, and someone who might not be entirely clear on their intentions. Could it be that a past lover or a situation leaves you questioning where you stand?

6 of Swords reversed, 8 of Cups: honey, the past isn’t done with you yet. There’s unfinished business, something you might try to walk away from—but it keeps pulling you back in. A return to something old, a cycle that hasn’t quite ended… could it be that reconciliation is on the horizon? Perhaps someone from your past is coming back into your orbit, ready to rekindle things. The emotional pull is strong, and though you may have tried to move on, there’s a magnetic pull that’s hard to ignore.

The Romance Angels:

With the mix of cards here, it’s no wonder we have a delightful mess of energies. Very Soon—oh yes, expect clarity to come quick, darling. Romantic Feelings and Playfulness—suddenly, everything feels light and exciting again. Getting to Know Each Other? Yes, there’s a beautiful process here, peeling back the layers, one flirtatious moment at a time. And that Chemistry? Well, if you don’t feel it, you’ll definitely know it when it hits.

Yet, Religious Factors and Deception warn that not everything is perfect. Someone may be hiding something, or your differences could play a role in how things unfold. But the Past Life Relationship card? A powerful connection that could bridge any gaps. You may be in for a reconnection, where the spark never truly died, and that Reconciliation is just the start of the journey.

To sum up:

Darling, your love life in 2025? It’s a whirlwind. Love from the past is returning, but don’t expect it to be all smooth sailing. There’s work to be done, secrets to uncover, and clarity to find—but isn’t that what makes the ride so thrilling? Be ready, because fate’s wheel is turning, and it’s going to sweep you off your feet… even if it leaves you a little dizzy at first. Hold on tight, sweetheart—love’s about to get intense.

Pile Two 💅🏻

My darling, this spread is an absolute thriller. The cards speak of love, confusion, and an intricate dance of emotions that will keep you on your toes throughout 2025. Let’s dive into the juicy details of what the cards have to say, shall we?

Oh, sweetness, it seems 2025 is poised to serve up a delicious rollercoaster ride of emotions. The 6 of Swords reversed at the bottom tells us that you're not exactly moving on from something—or someone—just yet. That past connection is still lingering, like an itch you can’t quite scratch. There’s unfinished business, honey, and I’m willing to bet it’s not just your mind playing tricks on you. There’s something here that still demands your attention, whether you’re ready for it or not. Fate, it seems, is calling.

2 Pentacles, Queen of Pentacles reversed, 9 of Cups: The pull between conflicting desires is strong here, darling. There’s a battle between what you think you want and what will actually bring you happiness. The Queen of Pentacles reversed is telling me there’s imbalance—perhaps you’re investing so much in the material or external aspects of life that your emotional foundation is slipping. You need to focus on self-love and self-worth, darling, because only then can you truly manifest that 9 of Cups fulfillment you’re craving. Don’t neglect your inner world while juggling it all. Balance is key here, and finding that will unlock the joy you deserve.

2 Wands, 5 of Swords, Page of Wands: Well, isn’t this an interesting dynamic? There’s tension here, love—conflicting plans, uncertain paths. A decision needs to be made, and while one option seems enticing, 5 of Swords warns of potential betrayal or miscommunication. Be cautious—there’s a risk that someone’s intentions might not be as pure as they appear. The Page of Wands is all fire and passion, and while it ignites excitement, it’s not the most stable energy. If someone is pursuing you, darling, it might be fleeting. Think twice.

Chariot reversed, 8 of Cups, 2 of Swords: Oh la la, the hesitation. The momentum you hoped for seems to be slipping through your fingers, doesn’t it? The Chariot reversed tells us things aren’t moving in the direction you expected. There’s emotional distance here, with the 8 of Cups—someone might be walking away, or perhaps you feel as if you need to leave something behind. The 2 of Swords shows confusion—no clarity, no decision made. Indecision runs deep here, my dear, and while it’s tempting to dive into the unknown, your heart is at odds with your mind. Listen carefully to the signs—sometimes, the stillness brings the clarity you seek.

9 of Pentacles, Queen of Cups, King of Pentacles reversed: Awe, my darling, there you are in your prime. The 9 of Pentacles shows you shining on your own, independent, powerful, and radiant. But there’s something about the Queen of Cups and King of Pentacles reversed that tells me there may be emotional drainage from someone you’re dealing with. You’re stepping into a time where emotional fulfillment will be crucial. Be mindful of who you allow into your inner circle—certain people might bring more stress than love.

Ace of Cups, Knight of Pentacles, 7 of Swords: Here we have new love entering the picture, but with a layer of caution. The Ace of Cups offers you a fresh emotional beginning, but the Knight of Pentacles reminds you that this new connection will need steady, reliable growth—it won’t be a whirlwind romance. And then there’s 7 of Swords, which, darling, signals deception, dishonesty, or someone who’s hiding their true intentions. Don’t rush in blindly, love—take your time to observe before you invest emotionally.

7 of Pentacles, 8 of Pentacles, Knight of Wands: The energy shifts between patience, work, and passion. These cards tell me that there’s progress to be made, but it’s not going to happen overnight. You’ll need to put in the effort to see things come to fruition. Knight of Wands brings a rush of passionate energy, but it’s fleeting—this is the kind of passion that can burn brightly and fade quickly if not nurtured. Be careful not to get lost in the heat of the moment, darling, or you might end up feeling unfulfilled.

5 of Cups reversed, Page of Swords, 6 of Wands: Sweetheart, the past is almost behind you. The 5 of Cups reversed indicates you’re starting to heal from the past heartbreaks, and with the Page of Swords, there’s a certain sharpness in your perception—you see through the facade, no one can deceive you. 6 of Wands brings victory, recognition, and public acclaim—oh yes, you're coming into your power, and others will begin to see you for the catch that you truly are.

Ace of Pentacles reversed, Star, High Priestess, Hanged Man: My darling, there’s a major shift coming in your love life, but it may require a pause, a moment of reflection. The Ace of Pentacles reversed speaks of missed opportunities or things that haven’t fully manifested yet, but don’t despair—the Star promises healing, hope, and divine guidance. The High Priestess urges you to trust your intuition—it’s whispering to you, so don’t ignore it. The Hanged Man reveals that sometimes, the best thing you can do is wait and allow the universe to guide you.

King of Wands, Fool: Now now, the bold energy is here, darling. Someone with a big, fiery personality—possibly a new romantic interest—could sweep you off your feet. There’s a feeling of new beginnings here, as the Fool signifies taking a leap of faith. Trust your instincts, but be careful not to rush into anything recklessly. There’s a lot of passion, but tread carefully.

Romance Angels:

The Retreat card suggests you may need to take a break from love to focus on healing and introspection. Love Yourself First and Healing Family Issues urge you to put yourself first, darling, before diving headfirst into another connection. This is a time for personal growth.

However, Wedding, Attraction, Chemistry, and Honeymoon show me that there’s the potential for something serious. You’ll be attracting someone worth your time, and when the connection happens, it will be chemistry at its finest.

The Flirt card is a playful invitation—don’t take yourself too seriously, darling. Life is about enjoying the moment, and sometimes, the right love comes when you least expect it. Keep your heart open.

To sum up:

2025, darling, is going to be full of twists and turns. The energy shifts from healing and self-reflection to new opportunities that will test your boundaries and your heart. Some things from the past will have to be released to make room for the future, but oh, the connections that are coming are worth the wait. You’ll need to take your time, trust your intuition, and not rush into anything too fast. Keep your eyes open for deception, but don’t be afraid to leap when the right opportunity presents itself.

And darling, remember—you’re the one in control. Let the game unfold on your terms.

Pile Three 🎴

Oh honey, this is a story of tension and power dynamics—I can already feel it. As I channel this energy for you, the vibe is spicy and full of fiery passion. I’m talking sizzling chemistry, a divine masculine who can’t keep his eyes off of you, and the kind of possessive energy that’s both intoxicating and dangerous. There’s a lot of rawness here, and it seems like this love is going to knock your heels off and leave you breathless. Let’s dive into the details and break it all down for you.

(Channeled green color, jealousy, possessive divine musculin, I started cussing out —saying bitch mostly— and talking sassy, 222 on the timer, also could be African American couple, sexual tension, height difference, biting lips wanting to lean up to kiss (divine feminine), rainy street (you know after the rain stops and it's chilly and the road and sidewalk are wet)

Hanged Man, Devil Reversed, Knight of Pentacles, 4 of Wands Reversed, Knight of Swords, 5 of Wands:

Hold up—this is where the drama kicks in. The Hanged Man tells me that things aren’t moving at lightning speed just yet. There's a pause—a moment of reflection before the storm. The Devil Reversed feels like a release from toxic ties, addictions, or something holding you back from stepping into your power, but there’s a push and pull. The Knight of Pentacles comes in with that slow and steady energy—someone is taking their time here, possibly observing you, building the courage to move forward.

But honey, then comes the Knight of Swords—fierce, impatient, and ready to charge forward. The 5 of Wands is all about competition, conflict, and a little bit of sparring between the two of you. Maybe it’s all the playful back-and-forth, or maybe it’s just the fire that's too strong to ignore. This is not an easy journey; it's hot, intense, and there's some power struggle at play.

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6 of Pentacles, Knight of Pentacles, Knight of Cups, 8 of Wands:

Now, I feel a shift—a real one. The 6 of Pentacles tells me there is an equal give and take, which means things will settle after the drama. There’s a desire for balance, for a fair exchange of energy. The Knight of Pentacles comes back in with the same slow, steady presence, making sure the foundations are solid. Meanwhile, the Knight of Cups brings in romance, emotional devotion—he’s looking at you like you hold the keys to his heart. But, don’t let him fool you, darling; he’s not always this open.

The 8 of Wands brings in the speed, and I’m talking things moving quickly once that shift happens. Expect texts, calls, or even meetings to ramp up quickly—there’s momentum now. The attraction is undeniable, and you’re both, getting caught up in the rush of it all.

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10 of Pentacles, Ace of Swords Reversed, Strength, 2 of Cups, 10 of Cups:

This is the dream. I see a potential long-term connection here—10 of Pentacles is legacy, it’s stability, and it’s family. The groundwork is being laid for something that has staying power. Ace of Swords Reversed signals some confusion or lack of clarity, but I don’t see it as a huge obstacle; it’s more like one of those moments where you don’t need to know everything right now. Just trust that things are unfolding in the right way.

The Strength card shows me inner power, resilience, and the courage to keep going, even when things feel uncertain. The 2 of Cups is pure romance, partnership, and union. Oh, darling, this is the meeting of two souls meant to be together. 10 of Cups tells me the emotional fulfillment is real—true happiness is possible, and it’s on the table.

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4 of Pentacles, 5 of Cups Reversed, 7 of Swords, 9 of Cups, 8 of Cups, Ace of Cups, World:

We’ve got some emotional residue here. The 4 of Pentacles shows someone holding on tight, not wanting to let go. Maybe it’s you, maybe it’s them. The 5 of Cups Reversed is a turning point—a healing moment. You’re ready to leave the past behind and embrace what’s next. But wait, here comes the 7 of Swords—a card of deception or someone sneaking around. But it’s not as sinister as it may seem. Sometimes, this card shows us that someone’s guarding their heart—maybe too much—and trying to protect their feelings. Keep your eyes peeled for hidden truths in the beginning, but don’t get paranoid.

The 9 of Cups brings satisfaction, wish fulfillment, and emotional contentment. But, I gotta warn you, with 8 of Cups preceding it, there’s the possibility of walking away from something or someone. It might be that a choice is made to leave behind what no longer serves you and step into a new emotional beginning with Ace of Cups. And with World following this—oh, honey, this is the completion of a chapter. A new cycle is about to start, and it’s going to feel like everything finally comes full circle.

Romance Angels:

Now, the energy in these cards speaks to a divine connection brewing. Express Your Love and Love Yourself First are urging you to open your heart, but also make sure you’re grounded in your own worth before giving too much away. Getting to Know Each Other hints at the slow burn of a relationship growing, but the Forgiving and Learning card shows there are some wounds here that need to be tended to.

There’s also that Engagement card—darling, don’t be surprised if this connection leads to something much more serious. With Soulmate and This Could Be the One—I’m hearing loud and clear that this could be your person. And there’s a romantic chemistry that will ignite the flames of passion, making things impossible to ignore.

To sum up:

This is not going to be a boring ride, darling. We’ve got raw energy, power struggles, healing, but most importantly—chemistry. Expect moments of intensity, passion, and some jealousy, as that possessive divine masculine energy is HARD to resist. But keep your cool. You’ve got this. The world is yours to conquer in 2025—get ready for this beautiful, fiery, life-altering romance.

Pile Four – “Daisy, This One’s for You”☎️

My darlings, listen up! Spirit had me in an absolute chokehold with this one. I sat down thinking, 'Okay, let’s just do three general piles for 2025 love vibes,' and then—Spirit was like, 'Wait, hold my celestial cocktail. There’s someone out there who needs this.' And I’m like, 'Okay, Spirit, if you’re going to hijack my reading, you better be scarily specific.' And honey, when I tell you Spirit DELIVERED, I mean they pulled up with receipts, details, and a whole life story. I’m over here shuffling cards and suddenly I’m channeling someone named Daisy—British roots, living in Philly, petite, dark blonde hair, loves purple, wears glasses sometimes, probably 14–16 years old, dealing with divorced parents, and possibly has a school crush she’s overthinking about because of all the family drama. Oh, and Spirit didn’t stop there. They said, “Patterns! Mention patterns! Mention Australia! Mention her ginger dad named Andrew!” I’ve got a headache from all the overthinking energy I’m picking up, like someone wearing the wrong glasses. HELLO??? I’m sitting here like, 'Spirit, this is NOT a private session,' but they’re adamant. Someone—maybe Daisy herself, or someone close to her—is meant to find this. Like, this is wild. I don’t usually get messages this specific in a collective reading, but Spirit was NOT playing games today. So buckle up, because if this resonates, you better let me know. Daisy, love, YOU HAVE BEEN SUMMONED! let's get into it!

The Energy Surrounding Daisy:

Daisy, love, I feel you’ve been stuck in some emotional patterns, likely tied to your parents’ divorce. There’s a lot of healing happening here, but oh, the strain it’s left on your heart. Your dad—British, ginger, a little chubby, maybe named Andrew?—is coming through as a significant influence. Australia popped up too, and it’s making me wonder if there’s a connection there. Maybe a move? Or family ties?

This school crush energy—it’s sweet but layered. You’re retreating, overthinking, caught in this whirlwind of wanting to move forward but feeling trapped by family dynamics. It’s like you’re standing at the edge of something new and exciting (Ace of Cups), but the weight of past pain and parental expectations (Ten of Swords reversed, Healing Family Issues) keeps pulling you back.

You’re Stuck Between Healing and Overthinking:

The Ten of Swords reversed and Four of Swords show me that you’re recovering from something deeply painful—probably the divorce—but you haven’t quite learned how to rest in your healing yet. It’s like you keep revisiting the pain, poking at it, asking yourself, Why did this happen? Could I have done something differently?

But Spirit is urging you to stop overthinking, Daisy. Let yourself rest. Healing doesn’t mean solving everything; sometimes it just means letting things be.

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Your Social Life Feels… Off:

The Three of Cups reversed makes me feel like you’re pulling away from your peers. Maybe they don’t get what you’re going through, or maybe you’re just tired of pretending to be okay. You’re focusing on your own growth instead (Eight of Pentacles), pouring your energy into school or hobbies as a distraction.

And that’s fine for now, but don’t forget that it’s okay to lean on others. Isolation isn’t the answer, love.

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A Crush Worth Exploring?

Ah, here’s the sweet part: Page of Pentacles and Ace of Cups. There’s someone in your orbit who makes you feel all kinds of butterflies. They’re kind, probably a bit shy, but there’s a connection there. I see you holding back, though, unsure if you should act on it because of all the other chaos in your life.

Spirit’s advice? Let yourself enjoy it. Crushes are supposed to be fun, not stressful. Don’t overthink this one.

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You’re Stronger Than You Think:

The Knight of Wands and Six of Wands tell me that, deep down, you’ve got a fire in you. Even when life feels like it’s throwing bricks your way, you keep going. You’re determined to rise above it all, even if it feels impossible some days.

But here’s the catch: the Strength reversed and King of Wands reversed suggest that you don’t always feel like you’re in control. Maybe your dad—or another parental figure—is a bit overbearing, making decisions for you or pulling you into their emotional orbit.

Spirit says: Stand your ground, Daisy. You’re allowed to set boundaries, even with family.

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The Future Looks Brighter Than You Think:

The Two of Wands and Ten of Pentacles tell me that you’re on the brink of something new. There’s stability waiting for you, even if it feels far away right now. The key is to keep moving forward, even when it feels like the world is against you.

And that crush? Oh, darling, there’s potential there for something sweet and meaningful (Knight of Cups, Ace of Cups, Two of Cups). But don’t rush it. Let things unfold naturally.

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Romance Angels’ Advice:

Let Go of Control Issues: Stop trying to solve everyone else’s problems, love. You can’t fix your parents’ divorce, and it’s not your job to hold everything together.

Healing Family Issues: This one’s obvious—there’s a lot of family baggage here, but Spirit says you’re already on the path to healing. Keep going.

Free Yourself: You’re not trapped, Daisy. The patterns you’re stuck in can be broken, but it starts with believing you’re capable of breaking them.

Flirt & Getting to Know Each Other: It’s okay to smile at your crush, to feel giddy, to let yourself be a teenager for once.

Forgiving and Learning: Forgive your parents for their mistakes. Forgive yourself for feeling like you have to carry their burdens. Learn to let go.

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Final Thoughts for Daisy

Daisy, Spirit wants you to know this: You’re not alone in this. The weight you’re carrying feels enormous, but it’s not yours to carry forever. You’re allowed to rest, to heal, to find joy—even in the middle of the chaos.

2025 is your year to step out of the patterns holding you back, to let yourself dream again. And that crush? Smile, lean into the butterflies, and let yourself feel alive. You’ve got this, love.

And there you have it, my loves. Spirit came through loud and clear for Daisy, but if this resonates with anyone else, take what you need. Daisy, if you’re out there—Spirit sees you, and so do I.

Additional Note:

LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO 😭💕 I had to do a reading to see if this actually gonna find this Daisy and Spirit is nodding vigorously, darling, because this spread is practically screaming “Daisy is going to find you.” 6 of Cups + Hermit Reversed: This is definitely connecting to someone from the past—or someone longing for that warm, familiar feeling. Daisy could be drawn to this reading because it feels like a safe space for her. She's stepping out of her shell, slowly but surely, seeking clarity and comfort. 8 of Pentacles + 9 of Pentacles: She’s working on herself. Whether it's overcoming patterns, navigating family drama, or even managing school life, Daisy is putting in the effort to grow. She’s aiming for independence, and this reading is a reminder that she’s on the right path. 4 of Wands Reversed + 6 of Pentacles: That divorce energy is coming through hard here. Her foundations may feel shaky, but there’s an undercurrent of balance coming into her life. She’s learning how to receive help and emotional support (probably from friends or a trusted adult). Strength Reversed + 2 of Wands: She’s grappling with insecurities and indecision, but she’s also planning. Daisy might be daydreaming about her future, wondering how to break free from the patterns holding her back. 7 of Cups Reversed + 5 of Wands: Clarity is coming, but it’s not without inner conflict. She’s battling herself, her doubts, and maybe even external pressures. However, this is leading her to make focused decisions. Bottom: 10 of Pentacles: This is BIG, my love. Posting this might just reach you Daisy or someone connected to her because Spirit is saying this message is part of her long-term healing and growth. Splitting: King of Cups, 4 of Pentacles, 5 of Cups Reversed: Emotional stability is coming, but it’s a journey. She’s holding onto some grief, yet she’s starting to release it little by little. This message could be the nudge she needs to take that step forward. To sum up: I posted this because Daisy (or someone in her orbit) will find it. Spirit is clear: this is destined to resonate and reach the person it’s meant for. Daisy you better leave a comment because Spirit has been working its magic!

[blueberrisdove-sideblog]

belly dancer reader x god of war mydei 🙇🏼‍♀️

warnings : －gn!reader ，nsfw/smut， cow girl ，big dick mydei ，you guys are just horny idfk ， short asf ．

[GOD OF WAR SERIES]

The halls of Mydei’s temple burned with the golden glow of braziers, casting flickering shadows against the marble walls. The scent of incense lingered in the air, a rich blend of spices and smoke, but none of it could overpower the intoxicating sight before him—you.

You were his divine offering, his chosen dancer, the one meant to entertain him with your body and grace. Yet Mydei had never been satisfied with mere entertainment.

"You tempt the God of War, and yet you think to leave unscathed?" His voice was a low growl, the weight of it pressing down on you like a physical force.

You knelt before him, barely clothed, your silks hanging loosely from your frame, teasing the golden skin beneath. Mydei sat upon his throne, legs spread, golden armor catching the dim light, but his gaze was the true fire—burning, hungry, wanting.

"My lord," you murmured, tilting your head in a mockery of innocence. You had danced for him, hips rolling, body swaying, knowing full well what you were doing. Every movement was an offering, every glance a promise.

And now, Mydei was here to collect.

He reached for you, fingers curling beneath your chin, tilting your face up to meet his piercing gaze. "If you dare to present yourself like this, then you will take responsibility," he said, voice thick with need.

You barely had time to react before he pulled you into his lap, the heat of him searing through the thin fabrics between you. His cock was already hard, straining against his golden adornments, and when he freed himself, the sheer size of it made your breath hitch.

"You will ride me," he commanded. "And you will not stop until I am satisfied."

His hands pressed against his broad chest as you guided yourself down onto him, the stretch exquisite, nearly overwhelming. Mydei groaned, hands gripping your hips, guiding you into a rhythm that pleased him—deep, deliberate, consuming.

He let you move at first, watching as you struggled to take him, as your body trembled around his cock. But patience was never a virtue of war. With a growl, he took control, slamming you down onto him, forcing you to take every inch, until you could do nothing but cry out his name.

"Mydei—!"

"Mine," he snarled, voice dark with possession. His hands roamed your body, gripping your waist, your thighs, the softness of your stomach, as he pulled you into his relentless pace. Every thrust sent heat pooling in your core, your vision hazy with pleasure.

You clung to him, nails digging into his skin, gasping as he buried his face against your neck, biting down hard enough to leave his mark. He wanted the world to know who you belonged to.

The heat between you built into a fever pitch, your moans mixing with the crackling fire, until pleasure crashed over you like a tidal wave, leaving you boneless in his arms.

But Mydei was far from done.

"You wished to tempt a god," he murmured against your sweat-damp skin, his cock still hard inside you. His fingers trailed down your spine, teasing. "So now, you will endure the consequences."

And with that, he flipped you onto your back, pressing you into the silken sheets of his altar. The night had only just begun.

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[mavrintarou]

[4:12 PM] Sakusa Kiyoomi

Hello - sorry for going MIA for so long. I hope everyone is having a wonderful 2025 so far! I'm still in my breeding Kiyoomi era. This is a little different as it's from his perspective.

Warning: breeding; pregnant;

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I rest my palm on her thigh, smiling, and it no longer makes her tense—not in a bad way, but in a way she was not expecting my sudden move. After a few times, whenever I place my palm on her thigh, it no longer takes her by surprise.

My next move will surprise her. Without taking my eyes off the road, I move my hand slowly towards her naked knee and faintly circle the tips of my fingers around her kneecap. I don’t miss the low inhale of her breath even with the quiet music playing in the car.

Y/n makes no move, and I smile wider.

Lazily, slide my fingers back down her thighs but dip my fingers beneath her fucken black tight dress she was wearing for the night.

Now, she tenses against my touch.

I keep my gaze on the road but my heart beats fast against my chest. She doesn’t stop me, giving me the impression to keep going.

In fact, my girl widens her legs, inviting me…

I push her skirt up until…

My head snapped in her direction, she was already looking at me, and she fucken smiled at me.

My girl was not wearing any panties underneath this fucken deadly dress!

“Eyes on the road, Omi,” she murmurs, shifting so she can open her legs. My middle finger touching her clit. She grabbed my hand to guide it to her hot sex, her wet sex.

God, I love her.

My eyes shifted back to the road as I tried to focus to get us to our destination without crashing.

My fingers acted on their own, sliding along her pussy lips. My cock ached, wanting to be where my fingers are.

“Thought maybe I could save you from destroying my panties and make it easier for you if I didn’t wear anything underneath…” she let out a moan when I slipped to fingers inside her, thrusting them in and out of her.

“Take your tits out and play with them,” I bark.

She unzips the zipper on the side of her dress and takes her arms out before pulling the top down.

Thank goodness, my car had tinted windows, her small tits freed, and she gripped her perky nipples, palming her mounds in her small hands and massaging them. She moaned loudly, playing with her tits.

Turning me the fuck on.

My fingers worked faster and harder, just the way she loved them.

We were close to the venue, but it took a quick turn.

“Wait… where are we…”

I pulled into an empty parking lot and pulled out my fingers to unbuckle my seatbelt. I scoot my chair back, “climb over, now.”

She quickly unfastens with her seatbelt and climbs over. My dress pants were already undone and my cock was already out of confinement, hard and ready to fuck.

Y/n straddles my thighs. Thighs she loves and praises, thighs she sometimes rides and gets herself off. Reclining my seat back, I guide her hips so she hovers over my cock. Reaching in between us, I held my cock stead for her. My next words shock me as I growled, “I’m going to fuck you raw and cum inside you.”

Y/n’s eyes widened, but she didn’t object. Her mouth opened, and she replied, “If that is what you want.”

I love this woman. She is mine. I’m never letting her go. She loves me so much that I don’t know what to do with all her love. I want more and more of it and I’m afraid one day she’ll run out. But she assures me, shows me, that I’m hers. I want to be hers, only hers. She cares about me in ways I never known. She makes me feel loved and seen. I matter to her.

In a room full of other competent men for her, she chose me. She. Chose. Me.

And I want nothing more than to continue to have her choose me for the rest of our lives together.

I brush back her strands of hair. “It is what I want, but do you want it too?”

She does, too, by sinking on my cock until she’s taken all of me. “I love the way you feel inside me,” she moans, eyes shutting.

My eyes shut as well; I’m ready to cum just from being inside her only.

Her lips press against my forehead, nose, and lips. “I want nothing more than to go to this event tonight, prancing around by your side while keeping your cum inside me. Knowing it could run down my thighs and everyone can see it.” She pressed a kiss to my ear, “especially knowing you are the only one who has this access to me, who can own me like this.”

My eyes snap open, her words enabling the possessiveness within me. She leans back and smiles at me. I grip the back of her neck and bring her lips to mine.

“Then you give me permission to cum inside you, cum in this pussy, my pussy.” She nods, whimpering when I thrust up into her. “I’m going to cum inside you, and you’re going to reach inside my pocket and use the plug I got, I don’t want a single drop of my cum to drip out, and later tonight, I’m going to check. If you hold everything I give to you right now, I’ll reward you.”

“Mm, what’s the reward?”

“What does my girl want?”

She nibbles on her lower lip. I know when she does that, she wants something, but because of my nature, she’s hesitant to ask.

“Ask me, if you be my good girl, I’ll give you whatever you want. If you hold my cum, safely inside your pussy… I’ll give you whatever you want.”

“I want your baby.”

I couldn’t help but smile. I have been dying to hear those words from her lips. “You want my baby?” I feign ignorance. I’ve wanted to breed her for weeks now. The thoughts came to mind when I saw her picture of her holding her new baby niece. She was radiant and glowing, holding the infant in her arms. I wanted it to be our baby.

My breeding kink manifested, and I couldn’t help but watch videos of men cumming inside their women, claiming them. Watching their cum ooze out of their women’s pussy, I wanted that for Y/n. I wanted to cum inside her badly.

I might have acted like a dog in a rut when she returned home from visiting her sister and her newborn baby niece. I pounced on her and took her like a starving beast. My balls were heavy and ready to burst, and all I could think about was just cumming inside her over and over until she was pregnant.

I growled her name, trembling as I brought us both to our peaks. I had one of her legs hooked over my shoulder and the other in between mine as I slowed my thrusts, feeling sensitive with her walls spasming around my cock.

Seconds later, I didn’t recognize myself, and when I finally settled and realized it wasn’t just a fantasy, I panicked.

“Hey,” Y/n cupped my cheek, a gesture she does when she knows I’m internally panicking, and it calms me down to feel her touch. “What’s wrong, baby?”

I ejaculated inside her pussy more than once. It scared the shit out of me, but it was exhilarating. I wanted to do it again. And again.

It was one thing to fantasize about it but another to execute it.

I fucken came inside Y/n, who was not on birth control.

“I just came inside you…” I heard myself mumble.

She nodded, “You did, multiple times.” She cupped both my cheeks, forcing me to look into her eyes. “What’s wrong?”

“I don’t know what got me to do that.”

 “Hey, it’s okay, it was in the moment. I can get an emergency contraceptive and take it. Nothing to worry about.” She assured me.

I felt like a coward then, all I could do was nod my head, avoiding her eyes.

I didn’t want her to take any pills. I wanted to tell her that I wanted to cum inside her again.

It left a bitter taste in my mouth, watching her take the pill, my eyes settled on her stomach, disappointed that it wouldn’t be round months from now with a life we both created.

You’re a sick bastard wanting to put a baby in her without her consent, my guilty conscience gritted.

After that, we have gone back to using condoms.

“What’s wrong?” I asked when she didn’t answer me. “You can’t tell me you want my baby and go all shy on me now?”

She nods, pressing a palm to her belly. Her slight pressure can be felt with my cock inside her. “I want – well…” she stops midway and looks at me with eyes full of concern. “I’m… pregnant, Kiyoomi.”

Pregnant.

Kiyoomi.

I never thought those two words would go well together.

I groaned, not from what she just told me but from ejaculating inside her.

Y/n gasped, pressing both hands to my chest as she sat up. “Did you just –“

“Fuck, yes…” I murmured, holding her hips so I could thrust my cum inside her deeper. I reach to find her clit, rubbing it as I continue to rock her hips on my sensitive cock.

Y/n moaned, rolling her hips as I flicked her clit.

Y/n’s pregnant.

Fuck, she’s pregnant.

She’s having our child.

“Omi! Omi!..” Y/n cried, bouncing on my cock.

I pulled her down to me, hugging her so she wouldn’t smack her head against the top of my car. My hand rests firmly behind the back of her head protectively. Everything in me switched into protection mode. I slowly thrust into her. I must be careful with her now. “Cum, Y/n… cum for me…” I groan. I was going to cum as well, not realizing I was hard again.

We found our highs seconds later and remained wrapped in each other’s warmth.

“Do you want to just go back home?” I asked, praying she said yes.

Y/n lifts her head to peer down at me, “I do,” she giggles.

I break out into a laugh with her.

I bring her head down so I can kiss her. “How? I’ve been wearing a condom?” I tried to back paddle if I had forgotten to use a condom.

“You must have super sperm or something… or that pill was ineffective… or the condoms…” She pressed her forehead against mine and gazed into my eyes. “Tell me you want our baby, I want that as my reward. Tell me you want our baby as much as I do?” she whispered.

“Fuck, I’ll be good as dead if I didn’t want our baby,” I closed my eyes, remembering her telling me she was pregnant. “I’m so happy, Y/n. I’m so happy. I want our baby. I want you, us, and our baby. I love you.”

“I love you too,” she affirms. “Now, about that plug…”  she reaches into my pocket and pulls out the tool, “I want you to put it inside me.”

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E/n: nothing edited, just whipped it before I lost it. I missed you all.

>>> @queenelleee @mfreedomstuff @erintaro @callmeraider @chaotic-fangirl-blog @wolffmaiden @cloud-lyy

[bokutoko]

cw: ts!bokuto x reader, making out, bokuto gets shirtless, very suggestive - mdni

when msby won the game against the adlers just minutes ago, the reporters pestered ʙᴏᴋᴜᴛᴏ with questions of how he was feeling, if this was the best feeling in the world, if it’d ever get old.

he learned to give a vague answer with a cheesing smile: “never gets old.”

it never got old because he had the best post-match routine.

still riding the high from the game’s win, he was wound up, his body taut and desperately craving the taste of you.

“s’proud of you, kou,” you whispered in between sloppy kisses as you sat on his lap in the empty spare locker room. one hand cupped the back of your head, his fingers tangling in your hair while the other continued to caress your leg. his palms, calloused from years of playing ball, meeting the smooth skin of your thighs always sent chills down both your spines.

you tasted the brine of his sweat on his lips, and you suddenly felt that familiar dizziness—he never failed to make you feel your own personal high while lip-locked after a game.

“s’all f’you, baby.” his words were hushed, low, needy, “i do it f’you.”

as the two of you get lost in one another, you gently tugged at the hem of his jersey, whispering something along the lines of, "wanna feel you." you gently guided his sweaty jersey off, your mouths only briefly parting to pull it over his head. his neck and chest were flushed as your hands brushed along his muscles, little trails of fire left in the wake of the slightest skin-to-skin contact. he let out a low moan when your hands teased at the waistband of his shorts, leaving you with an unmistakable ache in your belly.

it was messy, it was needy, but god, this routine was one of the hottest, most romantic things the two of you ever did. you were a dream that bokuto never wanted to wake up from.

as you pull away, you heard the softest little whimper escape him as he practically chased your lips. it was purely involuntarily, considering the red-hot embarrassment that immediately flooded his already rosy cheeks. you stared at the gorgeous image before you: your lover with a blissed out expression, his lips slightly swollen and kiss-bitten. his brows were knitted together in a slightly pleading expression as he looked up at you through his dark eyelashes.

“baby…” he mumbled, “don’t tease me.”

with a soft, nearing cheeky smile, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer, your lips meeting his once more for another victory kiss.

this. this was the life.

forget volleyball—being yours was forever his greatest accomplishment.

bokuto came to realize that he never really cared if the world was watching him; all he cared about was if his world was watching him, cheering him on in the stands with his jersey’s name and number on your back.

a/n: treat for the 500 gazillion of u that follow me like wtf thank u???? i love u all sm <3

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[florencebirdsong]

hello and happy valentines day! Can I do a request? PLEASE <3

Maybe Agatha and Reader are in a relationship. Agatha is not a fan of Valentine's Day but she wants her first Valentine's Day with reader to be special so plans a magical and elaborate home date to celebrate their first Valentines Day with Reader + smut +breeding kink if it is okay

Thank you 🫶🫶🫶🫶

Hi!! Happy valentines day! Absolutely you can thank you so much!! I really hope you like it

Valentine’s Day Event 2025

Tags: breeding kink, strap on, rough, begging, good girl, mistress agatha, ficlet

“The night’s still young,” Agatha says with a heated look.

She stands and holds out her hand. Taking it curiously, you allow her to lead you upstairs. The rose petals start at the stop of the stairs.

“Agatha Harkness, are you trying to woo me?” you ask.

“It is our first Valentine’s Day,” she says.

“The dinner was more than enough. You didn’t need to do this too,” you say, touched.

“I’m well aware that I can fuck you on any surface I’d like,” she says breezily. “I thought I’d do something a little different tonight.”

Grinning, you happily follow her to your bedroom. Satin sheets cover the bed and candles are lit around the room. Agatha allows you only a moment to admire her handiwork before pushing you onto the bed. She climbs on top of you and immediately starts tearing off your clothes. You don’t even pretend to protest the rough treatment. You eagerly help her out of her own before finally stealing the kiss she’s been denying you all night. She slips her warm tongue into your mouth and you moan.

She pulls back too soon but your complaint disappears when something hard nudges your thigh. She spreads your legs wider and guides the tip to your entrance.

“What happened to romantic?” you tease.

“Me being desperate to fill your cunt isn’t?” she asks and fills you with one thrust.

“Fuck,” you say with a choked moan.

“I can always go slow.”

Agatha shows you just how slow she can be as she slowly inches her strap out of you.

“No! No, please don’t,” you try to push yourself back onto it but she holds you still. “Not tonight,” you whine.

“Tell me what I want to hear.”

“Please fuck me, Mistress. Fuck me hard. Fill me with your strap and breed me. Please, I’ll be so good.”

Agatha moans low and thrusts harshly back into you. She doesn’t get any nicer. She fucks you with short, sharp thrusts that have you clinging to her. Her lips and teeth attack your neck, marking you for all to see. You come embarrassingly quickly. The heat flaring inside of you as she grazes that special spot inside of you over and over again. She shudders on top of you and you wrap your legs around her waist, holding her firmly against you as you ride out your own orgasm. 

Her arms shake slightly as she holds herself up.

“Good girl. You take me so well,” she murmurs, placing gentle kisses along the sensitive skin of your neck. You shiver and gently unwrap you legs. “Ah,” she admonishes and stops until you wrap your legs back around her. “We aren’t stopping until I say so.”

[grillthegridmydear]

Oscar and number 7 🫶🏻 Thank u so much!

Spotify Wrapped - No. 7

Jackie and Wilson ~ Hozier

OP81 X Reader

Oscar spends his winter break on an extended holiday in Ireland after Lando and Logan decide they want good beer, good culture and a (hopefully) White Christmas.

Meeting her was the last thing he was expecting.

A/N: Kicking it off with Hozier is terribly on brand, set in Dublin cause it's my hometown.

The sheer volume of people trying to battle their way through Grafton Street could have filled a grandstand. This was the only thing that Oscar could think as he tried his best to follow Logan and Lando down the busy street, trying desperately to avoid bumping into passing strangers, their arms loaded with shopping bags as they dart between stores trying to get last minute gifts as the snow fell above them. It was December 17th and instead of spending Christmas at home with his family in Australia or even in his new home in Monaco that he has been living in for less than a year, Lando essentially made the decision for him.

Oscar was added to a groupchat with all of the remaining single drivers and Lando dropped the bomb that he was organising a trip for the winter break to let off steam and enjoy themselves before the 2025 season kicked off. Logan was going because he had recently signed to drive with a new team in a different series, so it would probably be the last time they would be able to see him for a while due to everyones busy schedules. Everyone else had plans with their families or another convenient excuse not to attend, but Oscar was still riding the high of their Constructors Championship victory over Ferrari, and with the promise of spending time with Logan he was very quickly sending a thumbs up to the plan and booking a plane ticket. A month in Dublin, Ireland so that they could be close enough to home that if Mclaren called them back to the MTC they could be there within a few hours. What could go wrong.

After apologising to the third person he bumped shoulders with in the last five minutes Oscar was beginning to regret agreeing to leave the apartment they had booked. It was cold and crowded and honestly he would have been happy with going to a quiet dinner with the boys before relaxing. Lando finally managed to guide them to the mouth of the street and across the road to stop somewhere out of the way of traffic. "Pub anyone?" Lando voiced their collective opinion out loud, the cold was starting to eat through their jackets and honestly with the amount of sightseeing they had been doing since they arrived a week ago, just sitting down with a drink sounded great to Oscar.

Logan started trying to google where they should go while Lando was arguing that they should just start walking in a random direction. Looking back to that moment Oscar was sure that it wasn't a coincidence that they managed to stop directly outside the gates of Trinity College University (a place Oscar only remembered the name of because of the tour they took a few days prior, to look at some old book, it was Logan's idea) because just as they finally seemed to settle on a place Lando immediately searched for the first person he could see to ask for directions. "Excuse me love, could you tell us how to get to The Temple Bar?"

Oscar heard her laugh first, but once he turned to look at the poor girl his teammate was harassing he was a goner. She was dressed far better for the cold than they were, her long black wool coat matched her boots and by the smile on her face he could tell that she thought the question was ridiculous. There was a sparkle of recognition in her eyes as she took in the trio of racers stood in front of her. "I could, but you'd be spending outrageous money for a shit pint and its so crowded this time of the day you might not get a table for hours." Out of the corner of his eyes Oscar could tell that Logan and Lando were content to start looking for other people to ask but he bet them to it. "Would you know somewhere better we could go?" His voice made the other two boys stop in their tracks and look at the her expectantly, and good god Oscar was not ready for her to aim that megawatt smile at him, he could physically feel his heart stutter and begin racing. "I might, I'm actually heading there myself if you boys want to join me?"

That was how they ended up on the other side of the big river that Oscar couldn't care to remember the name of right now, joining a table of four people in the beer garden of Fibber Magees. They had been there for two hours but he wouldn't have been able to tell if not for the fact that the band that was playing music inside the pub when they arrived had ended their set, another one quickly taking their place. Lando had disappeared with one of your friends to grab another round of drinks, and Logan was too busy talking to another one about the NFL. But Oscar, he was completely captured by her. The night stretched on with the Aussie hanging onto her every word, learning about her studies, her hobbies, the man was so whipped that by the time the bar was calling for the last orders of the evening he knew her favourite bands by name and had the names of her dogs (Jackie and Wilson) comitted to memory.

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As the group tumbled out onto the streets that were started to become littered with snow, everyone was having a blast, and clearly, no one wanted the night to end. However, the promise of early engineering lectures and a date with that absurdly old library from earlier in the week had the girl that Oscar was sure he could sketch in perfect detail deciding to retire for the evening, but not before she whipped her phone out of that obscenely warm coat she wore and held it out to him.

It took a beat before Oscar figured out that she wanted his number, and despite how cold his fingers had now gotten he triple checked that he had in fact not mis typed the wrong digits, the name 'Oscar (from Fibbers)' being his final addition before he handed it back to her. The laugh that left her was warm, so much so that his nearly frost bitten fingers were completely forgotten in that moment. She started typing on the screen and when she pivoted the screen back to him so he could read it, where his contact name had originally sat on the top of the now open chat a new name took its place, 'lucky number 81 🧡' now filled the space and before he could think about how he hadn't ever actually told her that he was the famous Oscar Piastri that drove for Mclaren F1 and not just Oscar the Australian tourist that had been slowly falling in love with her for the last 6 hours, she stood on tip toes to land the softest kiss on his cheek. And with that, she gathered her friends, and before he could move from the spot he was rooted to, the group had already turned the corner at the end of the street and was gone.

When the trio finally made their way back to the apartment and stopped making fun of him for his smitten behaviour, Oscar was distracted by his notification tone. The text was simple, and attached was a Google maps link to Irish International Circuit Mondello Park.

Unknown Number: you did really well last season, but I want to see if you've still got those karting skills. Friday at 12, don't be late!

Fibbers girl xx

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The season had officially drained Oscar and best believe that he was ready for his winter break to start, the final laps of the Abu Dhabi GP had his entire life's dream in its grasp, Mclaren has already secured their fourth constructors championship in a row and now he and Lando were neck and neck for the drivers championship. Not starting from pole was not ideal for the aussie but after an intense back and forth overtaking fight with Max and Lando and a red flag pitstop from Esteban in his Haas, Oscar found himself leading the final lap of what has to be the drive of his life. Tears welled in his eyes and the rumble of screams from the grandstands could be heard over the throttle. The last corner was finally behind him and before he could process that his championship fight was finally over, with him victorious, he was out of the car, weighed for the FIA and being hoisted onto the shoulders of his team.

But the moment that finally grounded him to reality was when he finally managed to escape from the clutches of Zak and his extreme enthusiasm and let his eyes fall on his family still stood crowding the barriers. His sisters finally managing to hop the fence and tackle him into the biggest hug the three girls could muster. There were times that Oscar felt like the worst brother in the world. Leaving his home and family to chase what seemed like an impossible dream, leaving Mae Edie and Hattie behind only experiencing them growing up through photos in family group chats, late night face time calls and flying visits to his home between races. They were proud of him though, he could see it in their eyes as they finally relented their vice grips on him.

His mother stood in place behind the barrier, the tears in her eyes and the smile on his face telling him that all their sacrifice was worth it, that her pride in him would never waver and that before he was the new world champion, he was her son.

Finally, his eyes landed on her.

The warm wool winter coat that he met her in that day was nowhere to be seen, replaced by a papaya dress that did absolutely nothing to hide her growing belly, or the ring on her finger. The smile on her face split his heart in two the same way it did in the freezing cold years ago, and for a second, he considered pulling a Rosberg. He was world champion, he had nothing left to prove, so disappearing from the racing world to spend his life wrapped up in you, in your growing family, and Jackie and Wilson who were no doubt snoozing on their couch at home in Monaco.

Well it didn't sound bad, not one bit.

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Did I start this over a month ago?? Yes.

Life got busy for a hot sec so I'm extending this event until the season starts in March.

Hope you enjoyed xx

A xx

[babybearnation]

buny yuki in lsp nd bing hprny🥰

mini translation: bunny!yuki in lap and being horny aka smutty bunny!yuki head canons!

bottom!bunny hybrid!yuki tsunoda x top!male!reader

let's get the bouncing jokes out of the way, shall we?

yuki fucking loves riding you - he'd do it all day if he could

his favourite way to ride you is with you sitting up so he can nuzzle at your face, neck and chest and bite at your shoulders

if he's angry or stressed out enough, yuki will just use you like a human dildo to be honest

he'll pin you down (and tie you up if it's you he's upset with) before riding you until you're shooting blanks, unable to cum anymore

this is not at all uncommon because he mostly does it when he's jealous and he get's jealous really quickly

but mostly, he let's you take control and guide his actions

loves biting you

it's his favourite thing in the world

it's not uncommon for you to appear at the airport on a monday following a race weekend covered in many, many bite marks from your boyfriend's insistent, sexed-up biting

he doesn't realise how often he does it until someone calls him out for it because dude... it's a lot

you're basically a walking chew toy belonging to yuki tsunoda and yuki tsunoda only

lightly tugging on his ears or tail is the easiest way to make him cum in his pants - don't abuse this though as he will bite you in a non-kinky way

also don't tug too hard because he'll hiss, kick at you and then run off to cry and no one wants that to happen to yuki now, do they?

squeaks, purrs and chirps when he cums to the point that it's a go to sign that he's happy with you

if he doesn't make these noises when he cums, he's not satisfied and he needs to go again

if you fuck him whilst he's laying down, his floppy ears will fall into his face and hide how shy he is

despite this, he isn't into blindfolding because he likes having the option to peek out and stare up at you

he finds you so attractive when you're above him and he likes to get his fill of it

if you have a necklace on and it dangles down? oh my GOD he's so gonna lean up and wrap his lips around the pendant - his eyes will roll back and he'll moan with it in his mouth

loves it when you lift him up and bounce him on your cock that way

your strength makes him so dizzy and he thinks it so hot

literally fucks like a rabbit because, yknow.. he is one - his sex drive is quite insane.. he's so INSATIABLE

because of this, yuki is always down for a quickie

you two have been told off for this a multitude of times but no one can actually stop you two from sneaking off and having your fun

because of how insatiable he is, yuki is almost always down to fuck

if you promised him a night of fun, you can expect that he'll not only cockwarm you in between rounds but he'll fall asleep cock-warming you because he's too comfy to pull up and off your cock and will hiss if you try and move him without his consent

again, despite this, he's not into somnophilia because he prefers to be an active participant in sex

although he does love just sleepily rutting against you to chase his release when he's horny but too tired to go for multiple rounds or climb into your lap

makes the cutest little snuffling and whining sounds when you jerk or suck him off and always tries to muffle his sweet little moans into his hand because, for some reason, he finds his noises embarrassing when he's getting sucked/jerked off

makes very adorable whimpering noises when he sucks you off - the bigger you are, the more he whimpers because he lowkey loves the feeling of your cock in his mouth

always down for car sex because he gets to ride you and be close to you and, as outlined earlier, that's his idea of heaven (plus, he lives for the thrill of it all)

has a secret fantasy of pinning you down atop his f1 car (maybe tying your hands to the halo?) and riding you until he can't anymore

© all rights to babybearnation 2025.

[kolbisneat]

Sharing this Busy City! The TTC offers posters of their Ride Guide artwork in their store and I think this is the only way you can see all of the various vehicles and riders in their entirety.

Also my cat makes an appearance as the spaghetti western driver and my previous cats are in the log streetcar.

Happy Friday!

[shuaboo]

it’s new years eve, and your friends decided to throw a huge party. you spent most of the night dancing, playing games, and drinking. but 10 minutes before 12 o’clock gunwook pulled you away to a different room.

now you’re here, straddling his thighs and riding him while all of your friends and guests count down ‘til its january 1st.

2 minutes . . .

gunwook keeps his hands on your hips, guiding you as you ride on his cock.

1 minute . . .

“fuck, baby. you feel so good around me, i don’t think i can last much longer.” he says between groans, the snug fit of your pussy making his mind go cloudy and his eyes roll back.

10 . . . 9 . . . 8 . . .

he holds you tighter and thrusts his hips up. “let’s cum together baby. on 1, okay?” his pace is almost animalistic. both of you are moaning so loud, you’re worried that everyone outside might hear you amidst the chatter and music.

3 . . .

2 . . .

1 . . .

January 1, 2025 00:00

screams erupt from outside the room, everyone yelling out a “HAPPY NEW YEAR!” while the fireworks begin to shoot up into the sky.

and as if on queue, both you and gunwook cum together. he pulls you in for a deep and passionate kiss, both of your arms around each other.

as you both pull away, he tucks your hair behind your ear and pulls your head to his chest.

“happy new year, baby. here’s to another year of us, and many more to come.”

he kisses the top of your head, as you watch the fireworks outside the window. both of you wrapped around each other’s embrace, close as ever.

there’s no better way to spend the new year, than with him inside you.

happy new year everyone:3 gunwook shot his own fireworks inside reader— WHAT!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

[freeworldallahmbaclass]

Good morning

I propose that Minimum based wages and salary get a big raise in all regions cities towns and countries California pay $ 20 to $ 22 dollars an hour New York City $ 15 to 17 $ dollars an hour for base salary how about all cities and regions and places like Atlanta , Texas and Louisiana, Kentucky , Alabama raise their pay standards for its every day worker to that same amount of starting out at $ 22 dollars an hour call it eliminating the working poor and poverty in general and paying them a livable wage , pay your workers generously and they will provide better services for your company and represent your companies better with pride and having customers coming back to their second home your store and establishment . This is very sad and needs attention to this some states where people go to work and provide years of hard work to work and get nothing in return from their employers they give great service and keep their customers coming back and yet the minimum wage been stuck since 2009 while so much states have give their workers a raise that is a shame I hope they catch up me and Governor Andrew Cuomo raised for New York state and city and other cities with my incubator my machine and other cities and states followed suit California pay their workers $ 20 dollars now imagine every state in those regions raise their wages to the same amount at $ 20 dollars an hour in Texas , Atlanta , Louisiana , Tennessee, North Carolina and even South Carolina out there hopefully they carry on from there and all states and cities follow suit and raise their wages and pay their workers their fair wage .

Get the message , we made progress if you look at the pay where it used to be now we just need to get these employers to pay us a lot more they get tax benefits to pay you more and we need employers to decrease the taxes on our paychecks , so we can afford to make it to work and to be able to work at a place and a boss we enjoy .

Maura Tracy Healey is an American lawyer and politician serving as the 73rd governor of Massachusetts since 2023. A member of the Democratic Party, she served as Massachusetts Attorney General from 2015 to 2023 and was elected governor in 2022, defeating the Republican nominee, former state representative Geoff Diehl

CoverageHealey signs budget bill, vetoes $317 million in spendingUpdated July 30, 2024 Colin A. Young, State House News ServiceGov. Maura Healey signs the fiscal 2025 budget at the State House. (Jesse Costa/WBUR)Gov. Maura Healey signs the fiscal 2025 budget at the State House. (Jesse Costa/WBUR)Gov. Maura Healey gave her OK to sweeping statewide policy changes Monday afternoon as part of the overdue fiscal year 2025 budget, signing free community college, online Mass. Lottery products, free rides on regional transit authorities and more into law while making only minor adjustments to the spending plan crafted by House and Senate Democrats .

Say it out loud we support this , permanent free community college in Massachussets hopefully more states , cities and other countries follow suit , congratulations .

Congratulations on the permanent free community college for Massachusetts I'm self educated but me myself would want my kids or any kids for that matter to have a much better future than I did and education is going to get you there all the time it never fails the magic and wonder of having an education and what it can do for you it opens up different worlds and more opportunities for you .

Allen Henry , Brooklyn NYC Ceo , Incubator and Hospital owner I own my own hospital and incubator in Brooklyn New York City

The Allen Street guy my field of studies until I branched out now my help reach across all races and communities and neighborhoods on promoting betterment in diversity .

And I'm

Spending my summer in Pittsfield Massachusetts living outside to get a free business education .

Governor Maura Healey -

Every taxpayer dollar is focused on making life better for all who live and work in our state."Legislators packed the budget with policy provisions, authorizing free community college, free rides on regional transit services, and legal online Lottery sales to fund a permanent Commonwealth Cares for Children (C3) grant program that launched during the pandemic with federal dollars — all of which Healey signed off on Monday. The governor also touted the budget's investment in her "Literacy Launch" program, which aims to connect all children from three years old to third grade with high-quality and evidence-based reading instruction, as well as its dedication of 1 percent of total spending to environment and energy initiatives.The Senate initiative to make community college permanently free for all will cost $117.5 million, covering tuition and fees for students. And the House-backed idea of authorizing online Lottery sales is projected to pull in $100 million for the popular C3 early education grant program. Another section of the budget aims to prevent so-called home equity theft, which refers to a municipality taking more of a property owner's earned equity than is owed in unpaid taxes and other expenses."All of these investments are focused on making life better, making life easier for people in Massachusetts, making it more affordable to live here, to work here, to raise children here. This also makes us more competitive — more competitive for our employers, for economic growth, particularly as we compare ourselves to other states," Healey said. "So it's a really important investment, this budget."

Big businesses invite themselves around me where I'm at so good luck to you and your city .

Hopefully and good luck and check out all definitions of what having a credit union does for you and your neighborhoods it equals lower interest rates on car loans and mortgages and even loans to buy you and your families first home every town should invest in a credit union to build your city up and make it better for all people .

Hopefully guys and good luck it usually does happen around me so give it like 1 year and watch your city get much better , good luck .

Bringing business to Springfield , Massachusetts, Lee Massachusetts , Pittsfield Massachusetts North street is that perfect location inviting all business to join this small town and it's flavor and turn into a hub of progress fun great nightlife and economic prosperity for all people .Environmental impact report : Create thousands of more into the tens of thousands of jobs to their country and entertainment and food and fun major national chains to that small town flavor for your city . Inviting

KFC

Olive Garden

Home Depot

Walmart

Whole foods supermarket

State farm insurance

Farmers insurance

Credit unions

NBA store

NFL store

NHL store

Champs sports

NBA cards store

NFL cards store

NHL cards store

Gap

Old Navy

These companies bring jobs full time jobs for part time students from their free community college classes where they could work and support themselves while in school

Jobs such as :

Stock clerk

Cashiers

Cooks

Prep cooking

Maintenance men and women

Janitors

Security

Drivers

Delivery

Warehouse

Bookkeeping

Accountant

General mangers

Regional managers of a stores national chain Jobs is needed just for the culture of the community and to better the roads and the nightlife and the mood of these communities and neighborhoods .

How does a credit union work?

A credit union is a self-help co-operative whose members pool their savings to provide each other with credit at a low interest rate. To be part of a credit union you have to share a common bond with other members. This is something you all have in common such as: living or working in the same area.

How do credit unions make money?Any income the credit union generates through interest, fees and loans is then used to fund community projects, reinvest into the organization or provide services that directly benefit members, like paying higher savings interest rates.Jun 22, 2023

What is the difference between a credit union and a mutual savings bank?

Credit unions are exempt from federal tax and most state taxes. Mutual savings banks pay taxes, including federal income tax. If [insert name of credit union] converts to a mutual savings bank, these additional expenses may contribute to lower savings rates, higher loan rates, or additional fees for services”.

How does a credit union work?

A credit union is a self-help co-operative whose members pool their savings to provide each other with credit at a low interest rate. To be part of a credit union you have to share a common bond with other members. This is something you all have in common such as: living or working in the same area.

Why would you use a credit union?

Profits made by credit unions are returned back to members in the form of reduced fees, higher savings rates and lower loan rates.

Sitting on a bench in front of my building in Pittsfield Massachussets 76 east from greyhound stations using flixbus services I just got here and I brought the vice president to your city already and the Governor passes the free permanent emphasis on the word free and permanent free community college no tuition good advantage for a great future for you , I love living now life has been good to me and now to you .

Taking a year off sleeping in front of my building given to me by 2 politicians now literally no lie that is cool with me , thanks .

Problems fixed my name cleared I own my own incubator my own hospital in Brooklyn New York City attached to my technology hospital and I'm staying with my hospital my incubator and what I'm about I'm keeping mines and move on from people from my past good luck to the common man and woman .

Again

I propose that Minimum based wages and salary get a big raise in all regions cities towns and countries California pay $ 20 to $ 22 dollars an hour New York City $ 15 to $ 17 $ dollars an hour for base salary how about all cities and regions and places like Atlanta , Texas and Louisiana, Kentucky , Alabama raise their pay standards for its every day worker to that same amount of starting out at $ 22 dollars an hour call it eliminating the working poor and poverty in general and paying them a livable wage , pay your workers generously and they will provide better services for your company and represent your companies better with pride and having customers coming back to their second home your store and establishment .

Definitely room for change , the voices are becoming louder to our government for more , more and better .

[justagalwhowrites]

Yearling No Outbreak AU - Ch. 1: Rodeo

When Ellie sees you riding at a rodeo, she knows you have to teach her. Chapter 1 of the Yearling No Outbreak AU found on Tumblr here.

Pairing: Joel Miller x Female Reader from Yearling

CW: Fluff, Joel is a really dedicated father and we love that for him and for us, friends to lovers, no use of Y/N. Minors DNI 18+ Only.

Length: 4.1k

AO3 | Main Masterlist

Sunday, November 2, 2025

“No freakin’ way.” 

Ellie’s eyes were wide and she was smiling bigger than Joel had seen her smile in what seemed like forever as she watched the rodeo. 

It had been his idea to take her to the fair. He thought it would be good for her - get out, have some fun, take her mind off things for a bit. He offered to bring along a friend of hers from school, too, but she just gave him a look. 

“What,” she said. “Going to fly Riley in from Boston?” 

“Was kinda hopin’ someone a bit more local,” he said, awkwardly cupping the back of his neck. “Must have someone you’d like to hang out with…”

“Welp,” she said, flopping back on her bed and holding her comic book over her head. “Then I’m afraid you’re shit outta luck, old man.” 

He wasn’t sure how much fun she’d have just hanging out with him all day but she’d seemed to be having a good enough time. He showed her how to shoot the air rifles at the games and she dragged him through a fun house and they both delighted in all the deep fried snack options. 

It had been Ellie who wanted to go to the rodeo. Joel hadn’t been to one in years, not since he was close to Ellie’s age and he’d gone with his dad at this same fair, but it was something that Ellie wanted to do. And, after the last few years, he was happy to do whatever made her happy. 

He just hadn’t expected her to fall completely in love with the horses and one rider in particular. 

“We got a real special treat for y’all here today,” the announcer had said. “Now, she ain’t competing today - and let me tell you, every man in the building is thankful she ain’t because they’ve all lost to her at one time or another - but we have the one, the only queen of the rodeo scene doing a showcase in a few events today, startin’ with trick riding. Five time world champion -“ 

There was a loud whoop from behind Joel and he missed your name but he watched as you rode out into the arena, standing on the backs of two horses, a foot on each animal, one hand on the reins and the other high in the air waving at the crowd as you guided the horses past the stands. He watched - just as in awe as Ellie - as you jumped the horses and threw your body around on them as though you were a gymnast on a bar and not a 2,000 pound animal. 

He was awed again when, between other events, you stayed on the back of bucking bronco far longer than any of the competitors and again when you demonstrated roping calves. He didn’t think the announcer had been joking when he said the men here were thankful you weren’t competing, he had a feeling you blew them out of the water every time. 

“Hey Joel,” Ellie said when a girl who reminded Joel of Sarah when she was younger was doing her trick riding routine. “She’s out there again! I think she’s a coach…” 

He looked where Ellie was pointing and she was right, you were standing at the edge of the arena, switching between fidgeting with your necklace and yelling as the girl nearly dragged on the ground from the side of the horse. 

“Think you’re right,” Joel said. 

“Think she teaches lessons or something?” Ellie asked, looking up at him with wide eyes. 

“I dunno baby girl…” Joel said, hesitant. 

“Can we find out?” She looked back out at the arena. “Because that looks so fucking cool.” 

“Language,” Joel said and he caught her eye roll out of the corner of his eye. He sighed. “But yeah, we can see if we can track ‘er down after the rodeo, see if she’ll teach you. She may not be anywhere around here, though…” 

But Ellie looked so fascinated, so happy, Joel knew that the location didn’t matter much. He’d figure something out. 

After the rodeo, the two of them made their way around, against the flow of people, finding the entrance to the place where the livestock and competitors were and Joel caught sight of you, talking to the girl who reminded him so much of a young Sarah. A man stopped to talk to you and you gave him some direction before he came toward where Joel and Ellie were standing and watching. 

“‘Scuse me,” Joel said as he went past. He stopped, frowning slightly at Joel. “Sorry to bother you but… well, we were wondering if you knew that woman there, the one who was doing the showcase riding before.” 

“Oh, yeah,” he laughed. “I know her alright. That’s my sister.”

Joel tried to ignore the way his heart beat a little faster knowing that this guy wasn’t your husband. 

“Can I help you with anything?” He continued. “She’s also my boss, I work at her ranch.” 

“Was wondering if she did any teaching…” Joel said. 

“Because I really want to learn how to do that shit,” Ellie cut her off. “So fucking cool.” 

“Ellie!” He gave her a look. “Come on, baby girl, language.” 

“Sorry,” she flinched. 

Joel looked back to the man. 

“Anyway,” he said. “Was hoping she was taking new students…”

“She is,” the man said, reaching into his back pocket and pulling out a business card, handing it over to Joel. The words Triton Ranch were embossed on the front. “I’m Richie, you can email me there and I can help get you all set up for…” 

“Can you believe this shit?” You stalked up to Richie, arms crossed tightly over your chest. “Been out here for 30 years and there’s still this sexist bullshit…” 

You seemed to notice Joel and Ellie standing there then, looking them up and down before raising your eyebrows to your brother. 

“Some new potential clients,” Richie said. “Interested in riding lessons.” 

You looked between Joel and Ellie again. 

“Which one of you?” You asked. 

“Me,” Ellie said, sounding almost giddy. 

“Good,” you said. “Need more women out here, some of these men… We’re based near Austin, that work for you two?” 

“Perfect,” Joel said, trying to not stare at you because damn were you pretty, especially this close. “That’s where we are, too.” 

“Tuesday, 5:30 p.m.,” you said. “Come with boots with a one inch heel on ‘em, you need something to help you stay in stirrups. I got other safety gear you can use… HEY ASSHOLE!” 

You stormed off mid-sentence, stalking up to a man who didn’t look remotely prepared to deal with you grabbing him roughly by the shoulder and yanking him around to face you before shoving him back. 

“Alright, that’s my cue to go rein her in before she does any real damage,” Richie said, going to follow you. “See you Tuesday, 5:30!” 

“Tuesday, 5:30!” Ellie called back before turning to beam at Joel. “This is going to be awesome.” 

Joel watched as Richie pulled you back from the man you were trying to pick a fight with, your eyes going wide like fawn, a look of almost innocent indignity on your face as your brother stepped in. Joel resisted the urge to smile a little, the idea of something like Bambi picking a fight. You were… something. 

“Think you’re right,” he said. 

***

Tuesday 

“Savvy, that horse is gonna walk all over you if you keep lettin’ her do that,” you said, watching her from near the fence, your thumb looped through your husband’s wedding band that hung from a chain around your neck. You fidgeted with it, sliding it back and forth as you tried not to panic at your daughter being on the back of a dumb broke horse, tried to remind yourself that you’d been on unbroke horses younger than she was now, tried not to hear Mark’s voice in your head, already nervous about Savvy wanting to go into the same line of work as you. “You gotta be firmer than you’re used to…” 

“She’s not responding though,” she said, huffy. 

“Because she’s not well broke yet,” you said. “You’re the one who said you wanted to try your hand at breaking horses, you gotta keep them under control…” 

Nova, the horse Savvy was on, started pawing anxiously at the ground, tossing her head. 

“Savvy,” you said cautiously, stepping closer and gripping the wedding band tightly now. “Ease up, she’s gettin’ restless, dismount if you can…”

She nodded but when she adjusted, the horse bucked and you shot forward as Savvy gave a sharp shriek, ending up on her back. You had to jump to grab the reins out of the air and did your best to pull Nova into a one rein stop from on the ground as Savvy scrambled out of the way. Nova stilled quickly, her nostrils flaring. 

“You OK baby girl?” You called to Savvy, keeping your eyes on Nova, staring her down. 

“I’m OK,” she called back weakly. “But ow.” 

You laughed a little. 

“Told you you were gonna get thrown at some point,” you said before reaching a hand up to pet Nova’s muzzle. “And what’s your excuse, young lady? Hm?” 

She huffed. 

“Can’t go throwin’ people,” you said. “You think you get treats when you behave that way? Hm? Because now I gotta get on you and take you around real quick to make sure you know you can’t get out of shit by doin’ that and neither of us is going to be happy about it.” 

She huffed again. 

“Well, s’long as we’re in agreement,” you said, keeping the reins in your hand as you ran it over her side. You mounted her and she tossed her head. “Savvy, back behind the fence.” 

She sighed. 

“Yes, Mom.” 

You kept a tight hold on Nova, your knees tighter to her ribs than they usually would be. You eased her into a walk, then a trot, gradually up to a gallup as you took her around the pasture before realizing that you had an audience, the large, handsome man from the rodeo a few days earlier with his teenaged daughter standing at the fence with Savvy and Richie as you rode back around. You brought Nova over and pulled her to a stop near them, the man watching you with a small, crooked smile on his face and fuck, he was handsome. Tall, broad, tan. Exactly your type when it came to men. 

“Now I know you didn’t forget,” Richie smirked a little and you wanted to kick him. Just because he knew this guy was your type didn’t mean he had to rub it in. “This is Joel and Ellie, they’re here for her lesson.” 

You nodded, catching your breath a little before introducing yourself. 

“And I didn’t forget,” you said, shooting Richie a glare. “Just had to get wild thing here under control before I put her away for the day. Don’t worry, Ellie, not putting you on her. I’ve got just the horse to get you started on.” 

You dismounted and gave Nova an approving pat before turning to Savvy. 

“Can I trust you to get her settled?” You asked, brows raised. 

“I can do it!” She said, a little defensive. 

“Alright,” you said, and she climbed the fence and took the reins from you. You shed your hat now that you needed to look up at Joel and jerked your head toward the barn. “Follow me.” 

Ellie was on you like glue and you looked down to see that she was in a pair of cowboy boots. 

“Good,” you said, nodding at the shoes. “You’ll be thankful for those when you’re trying to get a grip on a horse. You ever ridden before?” 

“We did a trail ride once,” she said. “But that was a few years ago, right?” 

She looked back over her shoulder toward Joel. 

“Yeah,” he said. “Before… Yeah, it was about three years ago now.” 

You nodded. 

“Take it you like animals?” You said as you made your way through the stables, going for the stall of the horse you’d had Richie get ready for this lesson. “Sure hope so, since you want to learn riding.” 

“Hell yeah,” Ellie said. 

“Ellie,” Joel said, a warning tone in his voice. 

“Sorry,” she said, rolling her eyes. You smiled. “Yes. I do. Even though Joel won’t let me get a dog.” 

“We can talk about it when you’re off school for the summer,” he said and you tried not to frown. If she was calling him Joel, he wasn’t her dad. You hoped this girl hadn’t been through too much, she seemed like a good kid. 

“Well,” you said, coming to a stop at the stall. “You can come hang out with Shimmer here even if he doesn’t let you get a dog.” 

Ellie’s face lit up, looking at the horse with a huge smile on her face. 

“Shimmer is a rescue,” you said, reaching up to scratch behind her ears. “Got her when she was a yearling a few years back from an unlicensed breeding operation. Poor thing was underfed and skittish as hell but she came around. She’s a real sweet, gentle horse and she loves when people can be real sweet and gentle with her. Think you can do that?” 

“Yeah,” Ellie said, smiling at you. “Definitely.” 

“Good,” you smiled back, reaching to a bin mounted between stalls and pulling some feed out. “Hand out, palm flat.” 

She obeyed and you gave her the feed. Her eyes went a little wide. 

“Now keep your palm real flat and hold it out for her,” you said. “You’ll feel her teeth kinda brush your skin a bit but she won’t hurt ya.” 

She obeyed and looked on in awe as Shimmer ate from her hand. 

“Go ahead and give her a pet,” you said when the feed was gone. “Let her smell you first and once she nudges your hand, she’s OK with you touchin’ her.” 

Ellie did as she was told, Shimmer pressing her nose into her hand almost immediately now that she’d associated Ellie with food. You smiled a little as Ellie beamed. 

“Hey Shimmer!” Ellie said affectionately, petting her gently. “Aren’t you just the prettiest thing?” 

Shimmer chuffed happily and Ellie looked back at Joel. 

“She likes me!” 

Joel chuckled. 

“Yeah, think she does.” 

“How about we take her out, get you on her,” you said before turning to Joel. “Just assuming Richie got you all set with the paperwork and whatnot?” 

“He did,” Joel nodded. 

“Good,” you said. “Thank God for him, lord knows I don’t got the mind for the paper pushing side of this operation.” 

You nudged the two of them back and got Shimmer out, giving her an affectionate pat as you led her toward the pasture. 

You worked with Ellie for two hours and she was a natural. She was very in tune with her horse, learning how to apply pressure and how to work with her body weight quickly. Before too long, she was ready to do more than walk her a little and you got your favorite horse, Perseus, out of the stable, only putting a bit and bridle on him before jumping on him bareback so you could keep pace with Ellie on a trip around the pasture at Shimmer’s natural walking pace. 

To your surprise, Joel didn’t go and sit in the car or even scroll on his phone while you worked with Ellie. He just watched, leaning against the post fence with his hands lightly folded in front of him, a small smile on his face as she made progress. You weren’t sure you’d ever seen a parent - or parent figure, you supposed - quite so engaged, especially for a first lesson. 

“Alright,” you said as the time was up and you dismounted your horse, taking the reins from Ellie. “Hop on down, we can take Shimmer back to her stall and you can say goodbye until next time.” 

“I can ride her next time?” She asked, eyes bright. 

“Course you can,” you said. “Shimmer can be your horse for a while.” 

“Hear that, Joel?” Ellie called, more jumping off the horse than anything else. “Shimmer can be my horse!” 

She started running for the fence without paying much mind to where exactly she was running, slipping on a puddle and going down quick into a pile of mud. 

“Shit,” you swore, running over to her, just catching Joel damn near hurdling the fence to do the same out of the corner of your eye. You got to Ellie first, kneeling beside her, and she was laughing, flat on her back and covered in mud. You breathed a sigh of relief. “You alright there, kid?” 

“I’m good,” she laughed, sitting up and looking at her mud covered hands. “Don’t know if he’ll let me in his truck now, though.” 

“Scared me, baby girl,” Joel said, joining you. “You hit your head or anything?” 

“Nah,” she said. “Just got nice and gross…” 

She reached out and smeared some mud on his arm, near his watch. He tried to look irritated but didn’t quite manage it. 

“Alright, kiddo,” he said, standing up again and offering her his hand. “Think there are some towels in the truck…” 

“If you’d rather,” you said quickly. “You can shower before you go. I’m sure Savvy has some sweats you can borrow until you’re back.” 

“Oh yeah, that’s way better,” Ellie said before Joel got a chance to respond, taking Joel’s hand and wiping her hands on her jeans. It didn’t seem to make much difference. “Because this is - sorry, Joel - fucking gross.” 

You laughed. 

“Yeah, welcome to ranch life,” you said. “C’mon, we’ll go up to the main house, get you cleaned up a bit.” 

You cut through the barn and asked Richie to get Shimmer and Perseus settled before getting Savvy from where she was sitting and reading, perched on a stall door next to Nike, your oldest horse that you’d bought off your old boss when you started your ranch 10 years earlier. 

“Savvy, this is Ellie,” you said, introducing the girls. Savvy looked like she was stifling a laugh and waved. “Ellie, this is my daughter Savvy. Savvy, do me a favor, we’re goin’ to the main house to get Ellie cleaned up before she heads home, can you show her where your bathroom is and get her something to wear home?” 

“Sure!” She said, hopping down and walking up to Ellie. “Nice to meet you. Are you learning how to ride?” 

“Yeah!” Ellie said brightly. “It was so f…freaking cool, I was on Shimmer and she was so soft and…” 

“Oh yeah, Shimmer’s the best,” Savvy said knowingly, the two girls walking ahead. You smiled a little, watching them as they talked, fidgeting with Mark’s wedding band again. 

“You really don’t gotta go through this much trouble,” Joel said, staying alongside you as you followed the girls to the large white farmhouse you called home. “I’m sure I’ve got some towels in the truck and I’d hate to get your house all muddy…” 

You scoffed. 

“This is a ranch,” you said. “The house sees mud every day. It’ll live. And it’s no trouble. I’d much rather send you home with a bag of muddy clothes than a muddy kid.” 

Savvy led Ellie upstairs, a little trail of mud behind them that made you smile. You’d clean it up later but, strange as it was, you loved the little signs of the life you led now. The one where you worked with horses that were yours or that you picked who to sell them to, got to work with passionate kids like Ellie and got mud on the floors of the house your husband had fixed up for you when you’d bought it for a steal years earlier. You kicked off your boots at the door. 

“C’mon,” you said, jerking your head toward the kitchen. “Let me get you a drink.” 

Joel just stared at you for a moment before following you, stopping at some of the pictures on wall as you went to the fridge. 

“Sweet tea?” You asked. “I got stronger stuff, too, but not sure how much of a drive home you’ve got…” 

“Tea’s good,” he said. “Thanks.” 

You poured him a tall glass and got one for yourself before joining him at the pictures and handing him the drink. 

“Thank you,” he said again and you just nodded, taking a sip yourself and looking at the pictures that you so rarely noticed individually anymore. Savvy’s school portraits, pictures of her on podiums, you at the world championships… 

“This your wedding day?” He asked, nodding to one of the bigger pictures, one of you in an floor-length white eyelet lace dress, the toe of your best pair of boots peaking out the bottom as you smiled up at your husband, who was standing beside you in his black jeans, a button down shirt and tie. 

“That’s it alright. Me and Mark,” you smiled, toying with the ring around your neck again. “Eleven years ago now. Doesn’t feel like that long but damn has a lot happened.” 

“Eleven years is a long time,” Joel said. “Congratulations.” 

“Thanks, but we only made it nine,” you said, taking a sip of tea and looping the ring onto your thumb. Joel frowned and looked over to you. “He died, just over two years ago.”

“Shit,” he said. “I’m sorry, I didn’t…” 

You shrugged. 

“It’s fine,” you said. “I mean… well it’s not, it is shit, but it is what it is, you know?” 

“I do,” Joel nodded. “My wife, Tess, died, too. September, 2023. Cancer.” 

“Shit,” you said this time. “That’s so hard. I’m sorry.” 

“Like you said, it is what it is,” he replied. 

“We could start a club,” you said. “The ‘it is what it is society for young widows.’ Membership fees are fuckin’ high but hey, at least he company is good.” 

Joel snorted. 

“What, too soon?” You asked, teasing lightly. You weren’t sure why you felt so comfortable talking like this with a virtual stranger but you were. There was just something about him that felt familiar, comfortable. It was something you hadn’t felt in a very long time. 

“Nah,” Joel said. “Just right.” 

“Good,” you said, taking another sip of tea. 

“Tess is part of how we ended up here,” Joel said. “Ellie taking lessons here, I mean.” 

“Yeah?” You asked, brows raised. “Was she a horse girl at heart?” 

“Not really,” Joel laughed. “No, she was from Detroit and not much of a naturalist but… well, her dying hit Ellie real hard. We adopted her about four years ago and her and Tess were real close. We were gettin’ on fine just the two of us for a while but then I had to move back here to help my brother out with his business so she lost the closest thing she had to a mom and then less than two years later left all her friends, too. It’s been a rough time for her. Watching you ride at the rodeo was the happiest I’ve seen that kid in months and lord knows I’d do anything to get her to smile again.” 

You smiled at him. 

“Turns out, all it took was a horse,” you said. 

“And you,” Joel said, watching at you with an almost uncomfortably honest look on his face. You realized then just how close you were standing to him, how fucking good looking he was - noticing him in a way you hadn’t really noticed a man since your husband died. Your heart sped up. 

“OK way less gross now,” Ellie said from behind you, making you jump and you and Joel turned to look at her. “Also, way more pink.” 

You stifled a laugh, Ellie in a pink sweatsuit of Savvy’s. 

“Well ain’t you pretty,” Joel teased her lightly and she glared at him. He smiled. “Alright, now what do you say?” 

“Thank you for the shower and the clothes,” she said. “Seriously. I was gross.” 

“Yeah,” Savvy scrunched her nose. “You really were.” 

You walked the two of them out to Joel’s truck, Ellie already telling him excitedly about everything she learned with you that day. 

“Sounds like I’ll see you back same time next week?” You said to Joel as Ellie got in the passenger seat. 

“Yeah,” Joel smiled. “We’ll definitely be back.” 

“Good,” you smiled back. “Looking forward to it.” 

Joel looked like he thought for a moment before he nodded. 

“Yeah,” he said. “Me, too.” 

A/N: I hope you enjoy what will be a pretty short look into how things go in a no outbreak reality for Joel and Bambi! I went ahead and tagged everyone on the Yearling tag list, I hope that's OK! Thank you for reading and caring about these characters, I really cannot thank you enough for this journey we've been on together. It's been such a blessing to share it with you. Love you!!

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[i4miguel]

riding kwon

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ : ᴅᴏᴍ!ᴋᴡᴏɴ, ꜱᴜʙ!ꜰᴇᴍʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴘʟᴇ ᴏʀɢᴀꜱᴍꜱ

-"s'too much!" you whine, slowing the pace of your hips. "c'mon princess, can you do one more f'me?" kwon questions, panting lightly. kwon presented the idea of you riding him tonight, since you've never tried it before. you trusted kwon and decided to agree! now you were on your 3rd orgasm, kwon being on his 2nd, and you can feel the overstimulation. you continue the pace of your hips, kwon opting to grip your waist to guide you when he feels you slow down. "c'mon love, wanna hear your beautiful noises." kwon bites his bottom lip in pleasure when he feels you clench down on his cock.

"m' gonna cum!” you cry out in a moan, grabbing his shoulders.

"cum for me." was all kwon could say before you clenched down on his cock and felt the pressure in your abdomen snap. your body shook with imense pleasure, while kwon was thrusting up into you to help you ride out your 3rd orgasm, earning him his 2nd. when you both came down from your climaxes, kwon pulls you into his chest, wanting to feel you closer. "you did so well, baby." kwon praised, patting your head and placing a open mouthed kiss on your temple.

an: i’m so sorry this is soo short omg, i’ve been so busy :(( requests are closed for now i’ll try to make the ones i’ve already got asked. once again thank you for your support, and happy late new year! i hope 2025 treats u all good and brings you the happiness you guys deserve :)

[reicchel]

Hello from Reichel and Buri ( @demonslayedher )! This is going to be another multi-part, tag-team post to finally encapsulate our KnY-focused missions together last month. We’ve finally compiled everything about our biggest mission: Universal Studios Japan and their Kimetsu no Yaiba events!

Last year I went to Japan for the first time. It was a guided tour through Tokyo (and other countries in South Asia) because I was afraid to venture out on my own. But since I would already be on the other side of the world, I arranged a little detour to Osaka to meet Buri. We didn't get much time together, but we did make the most of it.

I went to Universal Studios Japan on Friday while she was working, because I had wanted to visit Super Nintendo World ever since it opened. I had a blast, and the best was that I got to meet Princess Peach and take a picture with her.

But deep within my heart, I was also sad that the Kimetsu no Yaiba ride and restaurant had ended a long time before I arrived. Then, shortly after I came back to my country, it was announced that they would be running again for a couple of months in 2024. 

I was SO tempted to go back in April and celebrate my birthday in Japan, but Buriko was going to be on this side of the pond and also… going back to Japan in less than six months didn’t seem like the most sensible thing for my wallet.

But! Then after some time… a new KnY event at USJ was announced! The theme was the Swordsmith Village (yeah, I know, that was so last year) and it would be running from July 19, 2024 to January 5, 2025, a wider window of time to plan a trip. I talked to Buri and she was up for it, so we looked for a time when she wouldn’t be as busy with work so we could go together and have a KnY special day at USJ. (The whole trip would be very KnY-focused, since that’s what brought us together, but it wouldn’t be limited to that, and she was so very kind to host me for the time I was visiting).

The first thing after getting my plane tickets was to set the date for our USJ visit. Even though we’d have a whole day at the park, riding the XR Ride was the priority, of course (and checking out the exclusive merch), so we decided to get a fast pass that also included an entry to the restaurant without making a line and the new Kny-themed popcorn bucket. So, with our entry tickets and our fast passes secured, we only had to wait for the day to come.