#a bit spicy 🍋

[kaluwa-del-conte]

I'd love some Rabbit Lightning (nsfw?) <3 Thanks in advance!

Not really nsfw but a bit spicy~ Hope you love it Mark as much as I did drawing it~❤️✨☺️

[gh0stsp1d3r]

Spicy wedding night with tangerine. Female y/n lost her vCard to tan when dating. They don’t hook up for awhile before wedding to create tension. Super smutty, passionate, hot.

An- I love this sm anon, I love you for this

𝐖𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

Warnings- Smut, 18+, Oral (f), cum eating, unprotected sex, P in V

“You may now kiss the bride.”

Those were the simple words that led you both to were you were now, in a hotel, him carrying you over his shoulder as you giggled.

“Tannn.” You hummed, dress being bunched up by his grip.

“Yes?”

“We almost there?”

He took the key and unlocked the door, and he closed it with his foot. He threw you gently onto the bed, you smiled at him, he quickly went down to your level and kissed you. He was now on top of you.

He disconnected his lips to take off his jacket, you stood up and he helped you take off your dress.

Finally after a lot of struggling, it was off, and so was his vest, jacket, and his tie. His shirt still on, while you were left in your bra and panties.

He admired you for a moment, seemingly getting lost in you. All of you.

You rolled your eyes at his gawking, and reached to unbutton his shirt, he quickly unbuttoned them instead.

He started to then take off his pants, you were growing slightly impatient.

You watched with folded arms and admiring his chiseled chest. He noticed your reaction and smirked at it.

His hard on was clear in his boxers. He put his hands onto your waist, and he kissed you feverishly. The cool metal of his new wedding ring hit your waist, making you shiver slightly.

His tongue slipped into your mouth and he was pushing you back onto the bed again.

The kiss was shortly lived, and was interrupted by a call.

idiot brother 🍋

He groaned and you quirked an eyebrow.

“Lemon.”

“Oh. Answer it.” You shrugged.

“I’ve waited too long, love, I’m not stopping for him to ask me the Netflix password.” He chuckled quietly, and his lips were soon on your neck, he threw his phone onto the bed.

You moaned at the feeling, he smiled and then bit into the soft skin.

You bucked your hips up slightly, and he did that multiple times in different places.

He suddenly stopped and he made his way on the edge of the bed. He grabbed your ankles, making you yelp. He kissed your legs, making his way up to your thighs and then between your legs.

He pulled down your panties, putting them aside onto the bed.

He then started to lick up at your cunt, kicking a circle on your clit. He was good with his tongue.

You moaned, gripping tightly onto his hair. You then arched your back off the bed. He continued devouring your pussy, your wetness and arousal tasting amazing to him.

He could tell you were close.

“Tan- Im gonna-“

He didn’t say anything, and you came on his tongue.

The wait for your guys wedding was excruciating. You both agreed to no sex until the wedding, hoping that it would be worth it, and even better.

He didn’t waste a drop, your hips stuttered and you moaned loudly. He then went back up to you, he looked down at you.

He kissed you. You could taste yourself, and he moaned into the kiss as well.

He once again slipped his tongue into your mouth, yours and his fighting for dominance. He won in the end.

Once you both stopped, he was breathless almost. He then unclipped your bra, putting it next to your panties.

Tangerine laid down for a moment, tracing circles by your chest as you both relaxed for a moment.

“I love you.” He mumbled. Your hands ran through his hair.

“I love you, my beautiful husband.” You said with a small smile.

He looked up at you, still laying by your chest. He smiled at the name.

He took off his boxers then, and he aligned his cock with your entrance. He put your legs on his shoulders, making it so he can hit you even deeper as he thrusted in.

He groaned when he bottomed out, kissing your cervix perfectly. You moaned loudly, he went at a slow pace at first.

“Tan, faster, please.” You whined.

He nodded, and his slow thrusts were soon faster ones, ones that had you crying on his cock.

He was entranced by his cock going in and out. And his cock in your stomach. He pushed down on the bulge, making you moan loudly.

His groans grew as he felt himself get closer, clearly you had liked that.

Your tight walls clenching around him, and your moans vibrating around the hotel room. It was a dream to him.

“Can I cum inside?” He suddenly asked, the question making your eyes go wide.

You nodded, the simple thought making you clench harder onto him.

He painted your walls white, and you came at the same time.

He sighed when he pulled out, while you whined at the loss.

“Sh..” He quickly hushed you, he picked you up bridal style and he brought you into the bathroom. He ran a bath and sat down in it with you.

You laid against his chest.

“Mm.. tan?” You mumbled.

“Yes, my love?” He hummed.

“It was worth it.” You said with a small smile, eyes closed.

“What was?”

“The wait.”

He laughed quietly when he realized what you meant.

“It was, wasn’t it?”

[venny19]

🍋Lemons & Peaches🍑

Pairings:

🍋Leonardo Luna x Reader x Adam Blake🍑

Context: It's hard bringing in a social gathering when you, yourself don't usually 'social'. Thirsty, you decided to grab a drink at the bar. With a handsome fellow along with it Side Note -> Zenon Martyr is going to be the ALTERNATIVE version of Zenit Saint Petersburg in Russia football team.

Inhales......... exhale.........

She couldn't believe she was here, a place so big at a social gathering for anyone over the influence. Surprised she was invited to begin with. 

Such an atrocious thing she could ever do is be invited to some sort of social gathering. Admitted she wasn’t as expressional when attending but her manager said it would be good for socialization. Despite her manager’s words, she agreed to go, but if things begin to not go to her liking, then she can go back to her private room that she booked, to her she didn’t know what the reason was to host such a social gathering. Some are for charity work or famous people just show off their wealth and status, it just left a bad taste on her tongue.

But whatever I guess, she’s here so why not made the most of it. Social gathering or not, she’s not one to publicly speak her mind out on whatever. She knows how people see her as, and she’s not going to risk her pride being ruined by entitlement in her life. Best to keep a low profile and make herself nonexistent. Better safe than sorry is always the best option.

Her choice of clothing was something she didn’t think of, not one bit. Damn her manager for making her wear something so eye-catching and expensive. She wore a red mermaid tail dress with golden trimmed on the side, black laced sleeves that met her forearms, beaded pearls at the trim of her dress accompanied with roses, including her chest area with a silver brooch, to top it all off with a black laced neck choker that accommodated with earrings and make up for it to make it look unique. 

[Here is your➩ Dress]

Here she told herself not to attract attention and now the majority of people are looking at her, murmuring amongst themselves to figure out who this woman with such a cold expression and a beautiful dress could be. Truth be told she never wore something so extravagant and pricey but it’s Her’s now.  Well, she was indeed rich from making more figures than any of the female football players in her country, but she never spends it on any needs, seeing that money doesn’t bring her happiness in her eyes. 

“Who is that?!”

“She looks like a model!”

“Could she be one of the CEO's wives?!”

“No chance. She doesn’t have a ring on her!”

“She looks way too serious, not my type of woman.”

Murmurs after murmurs. It was endless from the amount of attention she’s receiving, when will this torture end? She felt uncomfortable by the many stares, judging her every move, but she had to keep it professional level, and can't let anyone think of her being easy. Keep her head held high and relax. Don’t let them think of her anything different.

She takes a deep breath from it all and exhales. What was the point of coming here again? It’s already wasting her precious time, and it was too crowded, loud noises, too much chatter, a room flooded with an obnoxious scent coming from everyone. It made her nostrils burn from sickness. 

“So many useless people for useless reasons. I shouldn’t have come here.” She grumbled under her breath. Her eyes scanned the area and noticed a juice bar not too far, maybe a drink could calm her nerves. Not too sweet or anything spicy that could burn her throat. Yeah, a drink sounds nice. Her heels clicked on the marble floor as she made her way to the mar where the bartender was doing his duties.

When she counters the bartender took notice of her presents. Smiling, he offered his help to the girl. “Well, hello there miss, is there anything you might like?” He asked in a cherry tone. [Name] took notice of his aloof and fine features. She nodded to his answer. “Da, can you make something not too sweet, and not too spicy if that’s possible?” She asked him.

The genre's bartender nodded at her request. “Sure things miss! Happy to oblige! Wait here for a moment!” He spoke happily. [Name] waited for a moment for her drink. It wasn’t long before her drink was severed. She thanked the bartender and looked at her drink…. From the color and fruit that was sliced and placed upon the edge of a cup.

From the instant she saw the cup she knew this drink was……

Lemons

The fruit garnish was a delightful touch to her drink, adding a splash of color to the already inviting glass. She brought it to her lips, savoring the moment as she took a small sip. The liquid flowed over her tongue, revealing a rich tapestry of flavors that danced around her taste buds. It was far from the overly sweet concoction the bartender had described; instead, it offered a complex blend that was both refreshing and intriguing. As she took another sip, she felt a momentary sense of pleasure, a brief escape from the chaotic atmosphere surrounding her.

But that feeling was short-lived. An unsettling sensation churned in the pit of her stomach, urging her to find a quieter space away from the prying eyes of the crowd. With a resigned sigh, she set down her glass and began to weave her way through the throng, seeking a secluded corner where she could gather her thoughts and let the tension slip away. 

Just as she turned a corner, she collided with a man who had suddenly appeared in her path, his attention absorbed by his phone. The impact startled her, and in a moment of unfortunate miscalculation, she felt her drink splash over the front of his blazer. She cursed under her breath, frustration bubbling to the surface as she watched the surprise morph into fury on his face.

“WHAT THE?! YOU BITCH! YOU JUST RUINED MY TUX!” he exclaimed, his voice a harsh bark that reverberated through the air. He pointed an accusatory finger at her, and she felt her blood boil at the injustice of it all. It wasn’t her fault he was so engrossed in his phone that he failed to notice the world around him.

“HUH?! AREN’T YOU GOING TO SAY SOMETHING?! OR ARE YOU GOING TO PAY UP?!” He stepped closer, invading her space with an aggressive demeanor. [Name] glared at him, the bubbling anger within her urging her to defend herself. The mounting attention from onlookers only intensified her discomfort, and she knew she had to stand her ground.

“It vwasn’t my fault you vwere foolish enough to be distracted. You have eyes, don’t you? Use them. And don’t call me a bitch; it’s disrespectful,” she replied, her voice steady and calm, though her heart raced. Yet, her words only served to infuriate him further. An angry vein throbbed on his forehead, and she could see the rage igniting in his eyes.

“OH! YOU BITCH!” he shouted, his fists clenching tightly as he took a step closer, ready to escalate the situation. “YOU THINK YOU CAN TALK TO ME LIKE THAT!” His fist flew toward her, and instinct kicked in. [Name] was prepared to catch his fist and twist it, ready to teach him a lesson about respect.

Before she could react, a strong hand shot out from the crowd, intercepting the fist that had been aimed just inches from her face. The sudden intervention stunned everyone, including [Name], who looked up in surprise at the man who had bravely stepped in to protect her. The atmosphere shifted dramatically, tension crackling like electricity as onlookers held their breath, anticipating how the confrontation would unfold.

“Why don’t we just pause here and avoid drawing any more attention to ourselves?” His voice carried a hint of mischief, and his vivid green eyes locked onto the aggressor. Meanwhile, his other hand remained securely wrapped around [Name]'s shoulder, a silent promise of protection. [Name] was not one to enjoy company, nor did she appreciate unsolicited interventions. Yet, she felt a flicker of gratitude towards him for stepping in; without his timely action, the situation could have escalated dangerously.

“Thank you, but I didn’t need saving,” she asserted, her tone firm yet laced with an undercurrent of uncertainty. The man merely scratched the back of his head, seemingly unfazed by her words. 

“Hah! If it weren’t for me, that guy would have landed a punch on you ages ago!” He flashed a confident smile, but [Name] found little comfort in his bravado. She still felt that his interference was unwarranted, a breach of her personal space and autonomy.

“Didn’t catch your name?” he continued; his interest unabated. “Names Leonardo Luna. What could a pretty lady like yourself be doing here unattended?” He extended his hand toward her, a gesture both charming and bold. Flattered despite herself, [Name] hesitantly placed her hand in his.

“How flattering, the name’s [Name] Bogdanova,” she replied, her voice steady yet cool. Leonardo's smile widened as he leaned forward to kiss her gloved hand, an old-fashioned gesture that caught her slightly off guard. “The Russian player? Hear great things about you.”

[Name]'s eyes widened in surprise; his recognition of her name was unexpected. “You know vwho I am?” she asked, incredulity coloring her tone. He nodded in affirmation, his expression one of amused confidence.

“Indeed! I’m surprised to say you didn’t know I am,” he teased, but [Name] furrowed her brows. “I do recognize vwho you are. I don’t have to announce my name or your profession to know,” she replied, lifting her champagne glass to her lips for a few sips, trying to regain composure.

“Wow, no wonder they call you the cold player! Do you always look at everyone like that, or were you just born that way?” he casually quipped, his tone light yet probing. [Name] swirled her drink in her cup, her gaze unwavering. “Not as flattering as they say you are, or are you just born that vway?” she shot back, a hint of defiance in her voice.

“Wow, it seems like the tigress can bite back! My kind of style!” he exclaimed, clearly enjoying the banter. “How about we take this somewhere a bit quieter, like the balcony?” He extended his hand, inviting her to join him. [Name] hesitated, skepticism clouding her mind, but curiosity got the better of her, and she took his hand, allowing him to lead her through the bustling crowd.

They walked for a few minutes, finally reaching the balcony, where they stood high above the busy night streets, the city’s lights twinkling like stars below. Leonardo leaned back against the railing, tilting his head to admire the full moon that hung in the sky, its glow illuminating the night. “The moon’s beautiful tonight, isn’t it?” he asked, glancing at her with a playful smile. [Name] simply hummed in approval, her gaze fixed on the streets below, lost in thought.

Noticing her silence, Leonardo's expression shifted to concern. “Hey, is everything okay?” He reached out, placing a gentle hand on her bare shoulder. She shuddered slightly at the touch, slowly turning her gaze to meet his. “It’s fine, really. I’m just not used to gatherings or having conversations this long with anyone. I might just bore you vwith my presence,” she admitted, her voice soft and vulnerable, still avoiding his eyes as her thoughts swirled in her mind.

Leonardo smiled, sensing her words of genuine who She spoke. “Well, you've come all this way have you not? This night might not be for you. why not enjoy our last Night together” holding up his champagne glass for her to toast. [Name] felt slightly better and smiled from his statement.  lifting her champagne glass up for it to clink together with a toast. 

“Our Last night together” She announced. After that they drank Their champagne and watched the sky together. Leonardo bringing her closer to set the mood. To her she felt relieved that this night wasn't as disastrous as she expected.  At least she had company for her to indulge.

Maybe Lemons weren't so bad after all. 

Peaches

Peaches had never been her go-to fruit, yet the exquisite thought of them lingered on her palate, each sip of champagne accentuating their delicate flavor. The effervescence danced around her senses, and she found herself reaching for her glass more frequently, captivated by the unexpected harmony of the peach-infused beverage. It was a delightful surprise, far surpassing her expectations—outstanding, even.

As she savored the drink, her mind drifted into a world of her own, blissfully unaware of the soft murmurs that floated around the room, creating a subtle hum of intrigue. 

"That woman there is [Name] Bogdanova! She's the Russian football player for Zenon Martyr!!"

The name sparked immediate interest in a certain Englishman, who was perched at the bar, swirling the rich red wine in his glass. His ears pricked up at the mention of her name, and he couldn't help but mutter, "Russian player?" under his breath, his gaze fixated on the striking woman who was leisurely sipping her champagne, the golden bubbles catching the light.

"Yeah, but some say she's hard to talk to or hard to get. No one really wooed her over!" one of the gossipers chimed in, their voice laced with a mix of admiration and disbelief.

This revelation intrigued the Englishman even more. The idea of a woman so elusive, yet undeniably captivating, stirred something within him. He was used to getting what he wanted, and the challenge of winning over a woman like [Name] only intensified his interest. He was determined to learn more about this enigmatic figure who seemed to be beyond reach. 

Just then, as if the universe conspired in his favor, a bold intruder decided to breach [Name]'s personal space. The Englishman’s heart raced with excitement—this was the moment he had been waiting for. With a well-timed approach, he knew he had a golden opportunity to make his move. Bingo. Now was his chance.

[Name] was minding her own business as always, skillfully navigating the crowded room with a practiced ease that kept prying eyes at bay. She preferred to be an observer, soaking in the atmosphere without becoming part of the spectacle. That was until a drunken lout stumbled into her personal space, making a bold and unwelcome move.

“Whoa! Didn’t expect a hottie like you could *hic* be so cold? I was just trying to get to know ya!” His absurdly slurred words and the overwhelming stench of alcohol made [Name’s] nose wrinkle in disgust. Everything about him—the disheveled hair, the obnoxious laughter, and the careless bravado—made her stomach churn. She attempted to ignore him, focusing intently on the flickering candle on the table beside her, willing him to disappear.

“Aww *hic* Did I scare ya? You don't have to be afraid—”

“Please refrain from making skin contact vwith me; I'm in no mood for petty talk.” She shot back, her voice low and firm as she noticed his hand inching toward her shoulder. The man merely chuckled, dismissing her warning with a drunken snicker as he leaned closer, clearly intent on tormenting her further.

“What?! Are you looking down on me? I'm just trying to lighten the mood!” Just as his fingers were mere centimeters from her shoulder, a firm hand seized his wrist in a vice-like grip that made him yelp in pain. He turned, eyes wide, to see the intruder: it was the Englishman from before, his expression dark and menacing, eyes glinting with fury.

“She said to refrain from touching her. Are you deaf?” he snarled; his voice laced with an intimidating authority. [Name] couldn't help but find amusement in the scene unfolding before her, a smirk tugging at her lips as she recognized the man standing up for her. She knew who he was, Adam Blake, a well-known football player, and while she appreciated his intervention, she wasn’t keen on him making a scene.

“Now scram, you bigot insect,” he commanded, shoving the man away, who quivered and staggered off, muttering under his breath. 

“I appreciate your help, but it vwas not needed,” [Name] began as she turned to walk away, but Adam wasn’t having any of it. He reached out, grabbing her wrist gently but firmly, stopping her in her tracks.

“How about a thank you? That would be nice,” he said with a hint of playful challenge in his tone. [Name] turned back to meet his gaze, weighing her words. He had indeed solved the problem, so perhaps a small compliment wouldn’t hurt—after all, that’s what guys like, right?

“Even though you invaded my personal space and caused a scene in front of others, it vwas foolish to do so… but I do have to thank you for stepping up. It vwas charming of you, Adam Blake.” She took a delicate sip of her champagne, watching as a smirk appeared on his face, clearly flattered by her words.

Feeling a surge of confidence, he took her hand, leading her away from the bustling crowd towards a more secluded area of the venue. [Name] was surprised but went along with him, curious about where he was taking her. After a short walk, they found themselves in a tranquil garden, far removed from the noise and chaos of the party. The fresh air was a welcome change, the gentle rustle of leaves providing a soothing backdrop.

Adam guided her to a bench and sat down next to her. [Name] felt a blush creep onto her cheeks as she sipped her champagne, trying to ignore the flutter of nerves in her stomach. She had to admit, Adam certainly had the looks that could charm anyone, but she wasn’t one to be easily swayed.

Suddenly, she felt something crawling on her arm and brushed it away, discovering it was just a ladybug. 

“Not a fan of insects?” Adam asked, twirling his wine glass between his fingers. She shrugged, a hint of sarcasm in her voice. “That and human insects too,” she scoffed, earning a chuckle from him.

Amused by her humor, Adam leaned closer, a mischievous glint in his eye. “What do you say we ditch this stinking social gathering and head somewhere else?” His suggestion was lighthearted but carried an undertone of genuine interest, a small invitation for a date, just the two of them.

[Name] paused for a moment, contemplating the idea. A bit of quiet time with Adam could be nice, away from the prying eyes and the unwanted attention. “Hmm, I don't see a problem vwith that,” she replied, a small smile breaking through her cool demeanor.

Pride swelled within Adam at her acceptance, and he stood, extending his hand to her. “Quite the gentleman,” she complimented, taking his hand as she rose to her feet.

“Only for the one and only Russian player in Zenon Martyr,” he replied, flashing her a charming grin that made her heart race just a little.

Realizing her glass still contained champagne, she chugged the rest and set the empty glass outside, feeling a rush of excitement at the unexpected turn of events.

Peaches do in fact taste sweet when you are with someone. 

*BEEP BEEP*

“Oh, a notification?”

Says here that she got invited to Japan for the Blue Lock next stage, And being invited as the NEL coach for Russia Stratum.

“Maybe mix it up, it could be males only.” She shrugged. 

*BEEP BEEP*

Wait no, this notification is for her, and for her only.  Guess she's going to Japan.

……”Oh…..”

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Ended

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[that1garrulousfan]

OC AND/OR DRAWING IDEAS FOR ARTBLOCK

🌸 - Interacting with a canon character

🎀 - Dress them in your favorite outfit and/or an outfit you wish you had

🔥 - a r s o n

🎃 - Halloween costume

🦾 - Robot or cyborg

🎤 - Singing

🎁 - Reacting to a present they received or waiting for a reaction from someone they gave it to

🛍️ - Shopping

👑 - Royalty

😈 - Villain

🖤 - Emo/punk/grunge aesthetic

🪡 - Working on a sewing projecting (or crocheting!)

🔪 - Horror art

🧥 - Investigator or a detective

🎬 - Film director

🤿 - Snorkeling and/or swimming

🥸 - Disguise

🍂 - Autumn

🍀 - St. Patrick’s Day

🪖 - Soldier

👾 - 8-Bit

🧤 - Gardening

⛲️ - By a water fountain

🎄 - Decorating a Christmas tree

⚽️ - Playing soccer/football

🏀 - Playing basketball

🏈 - Playing football

🎾 - Playing tennis

🏐 - Playing volleyball

⚾️ - Playing base ball/soft ball

🏓 - Playing ping pong

��� - Gathering firewood or just with logs/wood

🎡 - At a carnival

🕷️- Reaction to a spider

💐 - Giving or receiving flowers

💌 - Confession

😒 - Annoyed and/or sarcastic

🤣 - Laughing

🎫 - Buying tickets

✈️ - In an airplane or at an airport or boarding the plane

🐚 - Collecting seashells and/or at the beach

🤩 - Amazed

🌝 - Waiting for a reaction (specifically a prank or something obvious or “You’ll see” expression)

🎮 - Playing video games

🍔 - Eating a burger or other fast food

🎒 - Buying school supplies and/or getting ready for school

☔️- Standing in the rain with an umbrella

🌂 - Going out into the rain

🚗 - Driving and/or driving test

💅 - Painting nails

🧣 - Wearing a scarf

🤳 - Selfie (maybe with a few friends)

🪺 - Stumbling across a bird’s nest

🍳 - Making breakfast

🛹 - Skateboarding

🥧 - Baking a pie and/or cake

🪩 - Dancing and/or at a party

🤡 - The character’s most embarrassing moment

✨ - Star gazing

⛳️ - Playing golf

🪅 - Breaking a piñata

❄️ - In the snow

🛝 - In a liminal space

🐍 - Their reaction to a snake

🍉 - Eating a fruit

🍽️ - Setting up a table (maybe as a waiter for a restaurant or just a family/friend dinner?)

🕶️ - Wearing cool shades

🥠 - Opening a fortune cookie

🩰 - Ballet

🎼 - Learning and/or practicing music

🎯 - Playing with darts

🚲- Riding a bike

🛴 - Riding a scooter

🎪 - At a circus (maybe a d i g i t a l one???)

🖼️ - Admiring art (or not)

🍋 - Trying to eat this

🍨 - Eating an ice cream

🥯 - “A bagel… Two bagels.”

🎢 - On a roller coaster

🎭 - Acting

🛶 - Kayaking or canoeing

📸 - Taking pictures of random objects for no reason :]

🪐 - Trip to space and/or on a planet

💻 - Working on something on the computer

🙌 - With something they admire

🌶️ - Trying a spicy pepper

🫖 - TEA PARTY

🪨 - Rock climbing

🪃 “Wanna know the difference between your honor and my boomerang, Zuko?” “What?” “Your honor will never come back.” “THAT’S NOT FUNNY, SOKKA—“

⛽️ - Getting gas

🧭 - Using a campus

🏕️ - Camping

🌳 - Sitting under a tree

I may reblog and add more later but I hope this helps for now!! Best of luck y’all!! 💖

[sparklepocalypse]

🍋 because of course :)

Figured someone would ask me this one pretty quickly, LMAO. But I can’t possibly be limited to a single favorite spicy trope/kink to write because… *gestures at my assembled works*, so here are my three favorites!

3. Overstimulation. My smut tends to be pretty cerebral anyway — I get the technical/logistical bits out of the way first (whose hand goes where, who’s on top, obligatory descriptions of body parts, the requisite number of thrusts, etc.), and then fill in the gaps with the emotional/mental responses of the characters to what’s happening. Overstimulation kink feels like the logical conclusion of this process — it leans more heavily into the cerebral than the physical, and it’s really fun to dig into the characters’ psyches that way.

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2. Monsterfucking. I mean, if it’s not obvious by my having commissioned some absolutely incredible, gorgeous, supremely hot art from @artofobsession, then I’m not sure how else to explain that octoHenry is my favorite version of Henry I’ve ever written in a non-canon-adjacent AU. But my fandom presence was forged in the time of Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel the Series, and human/non human pairings were the norm there, much more so than human/human pairings were. So yeah. Monsterfucking. You’ll probably see more cryptids in my works in the future, so buckle up!

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1. Identity Porn. I love, love love the “you’re not who I thought you were” concept as both a source of conflict and the trigger point for a romantic relationship in fic. @cha-melodius’ You’ve Got Mail AU, False Dichotomy, is an excellent example of this. The “talking to someone you thought was a stranger but it turns out they’re your [friend/enemy/neighbor/boss]” trope is just… yes. Excellent.

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From the Fruit Emoji Meme for Fic Writers.

[corner-stories]

jeankasa + spicy fooood 🤭

August Prompts 🍋

13. Spicy Food reviving my grad school au for one drabble

Mikasa whisks eggs inside a bowl as butter melts in a pot. On a dry pan next to it are several flour tortillas, the warmth of the burner below causing each one to puff up slightly. Once the solid cube has turned into liquid, she pours a splash of milk into her bowl of eggs before crossing the kitchen. She pours the mixture into the pot and begins stirring it with a rubber spatula. 

Jean keeps expecting her to ask him for help, to put him to work while she assembles an at-home breakfast taco platter. But she continues to cook in silence, giving him nothing to do but sit at the island and slowly sip the pour-over coffee he had brewed mere minutes ago. With his elbows against the marble, he watches the way she moves around the kitchen, doing so like it’s her only purpose in the world. 

“Where'd you learn to cook like this?” he asks to break up the wordlessness between them. 

 “Youtube,” she answers as she takes the final few tortillas off the dry pan. She replaces it with chopped chorizo before going back to scrambling the eggs. “You can only eat like a broke college student for so long.” 

“Of course,” Jean agrees, then takes a quick pull of his coffee. “And now you can eat like a broke grad student. Good for you.” 

Though she is turned away Mikasa rolls her eyes at his jest. The eggs scramble quickly in the high heat, so soon she turns off the burner and takes the pot across the kitchen, where she drops the eggs into a clean bowl to prevent them from overcooking. She goes back to the stove one more time to check on the chorizo. Once she's confident that it will be browned in time she goes to a cutting board on the counter. Jean watches as she slices onions, dices tomatoes, and chops sprigs of cilantro with expert precision.

“How much spicyness can you handle?” she asks. 

Unfazed, Jean shrugs. “I'll have what you having.” 

For a second Mikasa stops what she's doing and looks up to meet his gaze. One of her eyebrows is quirked in hesitation. “Are you sure about that?” 

“It's just a little bit of spice,” he insists. “How bad could it be?”

Mikasa still seems concerned, but is far from the mood to argue. She spends a moment pitting and slicing avocados before stepping away from the cutting board. 

“If you say so.” 

She reaches into one of the kitchen cupboards. Only a second passes before Jean sees her pulling out a rather large bottle, one with a cartoony label featuring illustrations of peppers, exploding volcanoes, and a fully red thermometer, the sight of which makes his stomach drop. When she sets it on the counter a heavy “thump!” noise falls into every corner of the apartment.

He's not sure what unnerves him the most, the “comedic” warning labels or the fact that Costco apparently sells jugs of hot sauce that large. 

Nonetheless, Jean feels that he’s already stepped too far to turn back. Perhaps what will happen in the next minutes will not merely be a thing between him and his girlfriend's breakfast tacos, but between him and god as well. 

[bolithesenate]

🍎🍋🍊 for the ask!

wohoo!

🍎 - is there anything you straight-up won't write?

oh, quite a few things, probably. ofc my stance on some of these might change in the future, but as a rule I actually *only* write things i really really like. You won't see me write anything I don't 100% stand behind.

some examples of tropes would be: a/o/b dynamics, soulmate-identifying marks, anything that takes the characters out of their original worldbuilding like modern AUs etc, jedi slander, actually most popular fandom ships, misunderstandings and jealousy in relationships and hurt no comfort.

🍋 - favorite spicy trope to write?

either banter or biting I think. you know, a little bit of a tug of war in that bed can add so much to the dynamic :3

(tho that might change in the future when I have written more than just a handful of spicyer scenes lol)

🍊 - character I don't write for often but who I'd like to do more for?

hooo boy. let me start a list I guess.... (tbf most of these are simply bc of time constraints)

komari

nim

jaizen suel

fy-tor-ana

b'ink utrila

feemor

jenza

korkie kryze & friends

bail & breha organa

arath tarrex

yula braylon

tarre vizsla

tallisibeth

silas

olee

jin-lo

jerec

tiplee & tiplar

vima-da-boda

ky narec

... and the list probably goes on and on and on.... (all of these do indeed appear in at least one of my works or wips. some i just have fucking FINISH at some point)

[sakuratree066]

🍋|~Red Lights & Red Marks~| Hyunjin & BangChan🍋

𝙻𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝙼𝚅:

You, Hyunjin and Bang Chan were filming the MV for Red Lights. The 2 Already did their part for the MV. U were doing your solo scene with u one the bed posing and lip syncing. The boys in the background ofc can't thanks their eyes off u.

"Damn..."-🦙

"S-She's too good at acting."-🐺

"A bit too good~"-🦙

They continue to watch u act your solo scene. After the shooting, you were busy removing your makeup until u feel a strong pair of arms wrap around u. U giggled as u looked to see who it was in the mirror.

"Hehe. Hey Chris. U done getting ready?"

"Yeah. Hyunjin went to the dorms already."-🐺

"Ahh. Sorry give me a minute I'm almost done removing my makeup."

"It's okay babe. Take your time." Chan said as he snuggled against your neck as he still hugged u from behind. U giggle at his cuteness as I finish up removing my makeup. Some time later we got back to the dorms to see Hyunjin waiting for us.

🔞SPICY WARNING!!!!🔞

"Hyunjin? What is that?"

"Oh this? This is just a little gift for u babygirl~ U will see later~" -🦙

"What-"

You caught off guard when Chan suddenly pick up up and he threw u over his board shoulder. U blushed and kept telling him to put u down but ofc he didn't listen. He takes u too Hyunjin's dorm and places u onto his bed. U laid there as u see Chan remove his belt and Hyunjin removing his T-shirt to expose his fit hard abs. U gulped as Hyunjin cralwed onto the bed and went between your legs.

"U see Y/n,*Lifts her face to look at him* u were acting too sexy during your solo scene during the shooting today .I couldn't help but think about your submissive face~"-🦙

*Y/n gulped with a mad blush painting her face*

"Hey Hyunjin, I got it ready for her."-🐺

"Okay put it on her hyung."-🦙

Chan comes next to you and puts on a Versace designed blindfold on your eyes. U moan as u felt Chan's lip go on your neck lightly sucking on it. U also shivered as Hyunjin kissed your chest and slowly removed your pants and undies.

"Don't moan too loudly baby~We are just getting started~" Hyunjin smirked as he kisses down your body until he reaches your womanhood. U felt Chan to your left side as he guided your hand as u flich a little as u held onto his hard member.

"U better make me feel good babygirl~" Chan said in a husky seductive voice. U bit your lips as u slowly moving your hand up and down his member. Hyunjin on the other hand was eating u out making u stroke Chan faster. U can hear Chan's pants were hot and heavy and Hyunjin younger making wets sounds as he eats u out. U panted as u feel your high coming in already. U flinched and whimper as Hyunjin slaps your thigh hard.

"U better not cum yet baby...Or else" Hyunjin said threating making u shiver as he continues to eat u out. The Versace blindfold made the make out session more intense then already is. U moaned as u held onto Hyunjin's hair started to strike Chan faster. He hear Chan growl as you felt his white seed all over your hand. U groaned loudly as u felt Hyunjin's amazing tounge work going deeper into u hitting your g-spot.

"Ugh~ H-Hyunjin I can't-"

"Too bad baby. Not until I say so~"-🦙

You tighten around his tounge as u gripped his hair tightly. U reached your high and reached your climax onto Hyunjin's mouth. He still takes in all of your juice and looks at your blindfolded red face.

"Baby...I told u not to cum until I say so right?"-🦙

"Y-Yes...I'm sorry..."

"U need punishment babygirl~"-🐺

U panted as u felt Hyunjin get off the bed and was replaced with Chan as he entered u with protection on. U gasp from his sudden movement as he started moving in a fast pace. U moan as u gripped onto the pillow behind your head as u hear Chan's groans.

"Ugh~ Damn babygirl~ U are still tight despiting how many time we had sex with u~"-🐺

U panted and gripped the pilliow tighter as Chan moved in a very fast pace. U moan his name as u felt his member tense. He thrusted until he reaches his high. He pulls out of u and Hyunjin quickly entered u without letting u take a break. I groaned in pain and pleasure as Hyunjin started to moves at a fast pace like Chan.

"This is what happens if u don't listen to me baby~"-🦙

Your mind was blank as u continue to moan. U felt your leg go onto Hyunjin's shoulder as he leans into you making his member hit deeper into you. U grip his shoulders and back as he moves faster. After some time, u felt his member tense up inside u making u tighten around him.

"Ugh~ Yeah like that baby~" Hyunjin moans as he kisses your neck as he moves. U grip his head tightly as u were just lost in the pleasure. U both moaned as u both reached your highs. Hyunjin collapses onto of u as your legs lightly shake from the intense heat. The 3 of u were exhausted as u 3 we're breathing heavily. Chan removes your blindfold and kisses your lips.

"Sorry babe. Are u okay?"-🐺

"I-Im fine..."

"YAH!!! CAN U 3 KEEP IT DOWN!?! U WOKE US UP!!!"-🐷

"Ahh! Sorry Oppa!" U said covering your face as u guys heard Changbin's voice from the outside of the close door. Hyunjin and Chan giggled as they felt proud and embarrassed.

[longlivedelusion]

Masterlist

Welcome to my little delusional corner of the internet ✨

I write stuff sometimes.

18+: Minors DNI because I do not filter content that I reblog. It will have NSFW elements.

Fandoms I currently enjoy: IWTV, Avengers (Loki, Bucky, Nat), Critical Role, Acolyte, My Lady Jane, Carmy Berzatto, Tangerine (Bullet Train), Marauders.

(will update as that changes cause I'm consistently cycling through characters and fandoms)

Requests:

Paused on requests cause I got some requests I need to get through and little energy rn😅

Things I'm not comfortable request wise: dubcon/noncon, really intense dom/sub dynamics (though I don't mind softer versions). Underage or big age gaps nope.

Open to any of the above fandoms/characters, but also will consider others. So feel free to ask!

Tag List:

If you wanna be added to a tag list for any of my below pairings let me know. ☺️

Now onto my fics!

🌶️ spicy/smut; 🤡silly/fun; 🍋 suggestive; ☁️ fluff; 🥺 hurt/comfort; 💔 angst; ❗ heavy topics (check warnings)

Critical Role

A Moment's Peace [Orym x Ashton ☁️🥺]

The Distance Between Us [Orym x Dorian 🥹💔]

If We We're Everything [Orym x Dorian ☁️]

An Interview with Jester Lavorre [Bells Hells Couples & Fjorester] 🤡🍋, Part Two [Bells Hell's Reactions]

Bucky Barnes x Reader

[Club Mini Series 🌶️] In the Heat of the Moment: Part 1 | Part 2

Hiker's Delight ☁️ [so fluffy and just nice ✨]

[Imagine 🌶️] Bucky takes care of you.

L O V E ☁️ [Sweet bit bop]

Bit O' Swing ☁️ [Dance drabble]

Marauders Era

Absolute Beginners ☁️ [Poly!Wolfstar, chronic fatigue reader, established relationship]

All of the Above ☁️ slight 💔 [Poly!Wolfstar, one bed trope]

You Made Me a Poet ☁️ [Jegulus, no reader, established relationship]

AU Harry Potter Series [Post-War, Adults]

[Ongoing 🍋☁️💔❗] To Yours and Mine: Chapters Here

[destinymanticor]

Tag 9 People You Want to get to Know Better

(^・ω・^ ) Thank you for tag me 💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

@avomorg @bumblebeeenby

Currently reading:

Well, according to fics, only on AO3 26 pages of subscriptions... ლ(╹◡╹ლ)

But I can mention from AO3 "Fractures"

From Ficbook (!rus), I can only note "Truth is a cave" by chiwich

Oh, if I’m rereading book with infernal detectives (1991) (!rus), which fell into my hands back in 2012-13

I don't really remember the events where I got it from. I just remember that I picked it up on street, for some reason a "garbage bin" pops up in my head, but it definitely doesn't seem to be from it, right (⓿_⓿)???

Favorite color:

if roughly specified, they will be dark green, silver, ~terracotta, and purple

Its hard for me to describe in words, so I'll attach ~approximate pic for colors

i like all colors

except for bright red shades, especially when there is a lot of it or if it is an accent color..... like

that's why I usually not use bright red in the arts, even when draw Kai -- I dim red a bit

oh what is there? ah eah

Last song

well I'm hooked now on (╯▽╰ )

"Dear Wormwood" -- this is pretty related to the end arc for one of my OC now ahah

"You're the Only Thing in Your Way" -- this one for one of those AUs "that I probably donno how write"

"Lemon Demon - Modify" -- its just fun music + funny animation 🔪🔪🔪

Last movie:

Does the Lego Ninjago Movie count? when I watched it for screenshots? I just don't remember the last time I sat down and watched it just for the sake of a movie.

"Ирония судьбы, или С лёгким паром!" in new year i don't count

Sweet/spicy/savory:

I really like sweet, milk chocolate, jelly and various caramels. I also really like sweet and sour things, especially if they cause a reaction like in cartoons, but in reality. But there are few of them, so lemons and kiwis will help me (○｀ 3′○)

I love spicy, of course, jalapeno, chili, and other spicy peppers

not against wasabi and horseradish (although for me they mostly differ in the burn duration and resting speed)

savory doesn’t evoke special feelings, like okay, not insipid and okay ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Currently working on:

A small animation like "into the game". I have the first part sketch-animatic, but it seems to me that with the second part I put too much information for timing

some pictures for 14 february

and a small picture with butterfly 🍋

(ʘ ͜ʖ ʘ) wow how many txt

Tagging:

!!! (☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞ @sunnylighter @sebilini @quiznak-ofgrayskull @howuart @peachyninjago @pixanefan @emisnt2 @tokaywineandcheese @kdragon107

✨✨✨

sorry if you had something like that, I have a worse memory than a goldfish, and the attentiveness like stone ༼ ◕_◕ ༽

[alicenowonderland]

FOOD BLOG #24

Payapa Café: Serenity Meets Flavor in Fairview ☕🌿

(Rolex Street, West Fairview, Quezon City)

True to its name, Payapa Café offers a tranquil escape from the hustle and bustle of city life. This outdoor café is perfect for those who love sipping their coffee or munching on comfort food while surrounded by natural vibes. Open daily from 11:00 AM to 11:00 PM, it’s a versatile spot for both midday bites and evening chill-outs.

Ambiance 🌳✨

The café’s open-air setup exudes calmness, aligning perfectly with its name, “Payapa” (which means peaceful in Tagalog). It’s an ideal nook for laid-back afternoons, casual conversations, or solo moments of relaxation. If you’re a fan of natural, outdoor aesthetics, this spot will win you over.

Menu Variety & Prices 💰🍽️

One of the best things about Payapa Café is its wide-ranging menu that spans from smoothies and coffee to burgers, wings, waffles, rice bowls, and more. Their offerings are affordable, making it a go-to for those who want great food without breaking the bank.

What We Tried 🍹🍴

Strawberry Tea 🍓 ⭐ 3/5 A sweet option for juice lovers, though it leaned a little too sugary for my taste. It’s like a strawberry juice rather than a tea, but still refreshing.

Café Latte ☕ ⭐ 4/5 This one was for Ate Cla, and as a former barista herself, she gave it her nod of approval. Creamy, smooth, and satisfying!

Onion Rings 🧅 ⭐ 5/5 A standout! The generous serving size, real onion rings, and perfect crispiness made this dish a favorite. Not oily or overly spicy—just the right balance.

Chicken Katsu 🍗 ⭐ 3/5 The flavor was okay, but the sauce was a bit overpowering, making it a little umay (too rich). The breading, while crispy, was slightly rough on the palate.

Pork Liempo 🥓 ⭐ 4/5 Tender and juicy! Ate Cla, being an HRM grad, appreciated the texture and taste. A classic done right.

Blue Lemonade (FREE!) 🍋 ⭐ +1 bonus star Each dish comes with a complimentary Blue Lemonade—a refreshing touch that adds value to your meal.

Final Thoughts 🌟

Payapa Café lives up to its name by offering a peaceful dining experience paired with a solid menu of affordable and delicious options. While a couple of dishes could use some tweaking, the overall quality, generous portions, and thoughtful touches (like free drinks!) make this café worth visiting.

Whether you're here for a quick coffee run, a relaxed meal, or a serene spot to unwind, Payapa Café delivers. Don’t skip the Onion Rings—they’re a must-try!

⭐️: 4/5

Know any other chill, outdoor cafés? Let us know so we can check them out! ✨

[citraforever]

Hello

My name is Citra 🍋

I am a Twitch Streamer 👈

I was born in April 1990 ♈️♑️♋️

I live in Ontario, Canada 🌿

I like gaming ⚡️ movies 👀 cooking 🍄 nature 🌼 art 🥰

I don’t mind chatting a bit but I am mostly here to blog ☄️

I do not want any pictures sent to me in dm's 🚫

I am single 🐺 demifluid 💎 omnisexual 💗 they/she 🚀

I am not looking for a relationship 🐦

I just want to enjoy friendship and community 😌

Pictures of me are tagged 👉 here

I don’t sell anything but here is my ✨wishlist✨

Feel free to ask me questions but be respectful 💫

I have two side blogs 🎉

Silly Blog: x3 😅

Spicy blog: 18+ 😘

[randomingoftherandomness]

Fic: 5 times Gege tops + 1 time Didi is on top

Tag: Gong Shangjue x Gong Yuanzhi

A/N: I kept hearing that Adventure Time 'Bacon Pancakes' song in my head lol

@dangermousie @xinxiaojie

Spicy Lemons, for new readers, is my way of saying that there will be smut ahead. So, as the title of this fic implies, Spicy Lemons ahead babbyyyyy 🌶️🍋 Enjoy!

--

- 1 - Move

He tastes like wine and kisses back with the fervour of a man whose inhibitions have been dulled by the spirits in his cup. Even with hazy eyes, flushed cheeks, and taking the stretch of three fingers in him, his didi still has bite.

"Good didi..." Shangjue coos, licking at the tears that glisten in the corner of Yuanzhi's eye. He feels his breath hitch where their sweat-slick chests are pressed together. He rolls his hips against the meat of Yuanzhi's thighs just to pull another sob out of him.

Perhaps the wine at the family banquet is hitting him stronger than usual. Perhaps he's an addict finally getting a fix. Or perhaps it's nothing at all and everything all at once, because when Yuanzhi begs for his kiss, he doesn't hesitate to obey.

Swallowing down the stuttering sobs that claw their way achingly between the scant spaces of their gasping breaths as he comes so beautifully at the curl of his fingers, Shangjue burns to consume his Yuanzhi whole.

They ride their high like that; three fingers pumping in and out with the slick of the lubricant, one hand holding Yuanzhi close while he paints his own ardour on the pale skin of his hip.

"More, gege... Please?"

Gods above, Shangjue adores him.

- 2 - Dream

Shangjue allows himself to sink into the pleasantness of a dream.

Yuanzhi didi, hair undone and splayed on the covers of their bed, plush lips spread around the girth of his cock as he rocks into the warmth and humid heat of his mouth. His tongue - oh! that excellent tongue - licks up a stripe on the underside, and he shivers at the thought of pressing in deep enough for Yuanzhi to start gagging.

"Ge..."

"Hm?"

The Yuanzhi between his thighs smiles, all teeth. Opening his mouth, he suckles on the tip of his cock. Hollowing his cheeks, rolling off laughing. Shangjue chuckles along. Playful, carding his fingers through Yuanzhi's hair.

"Ge..."

"Gege... Wake up..."

Shangjue startles upright. Taking stock of his surroundings, his fingers itch for the hilt of his sword. "What...?"

"Gege?" Yuanzhi mumbles from next to him. Rubbing the sleep at his eyes, he yawns. "Gege, what's wrong?"

They're in his room. This is his bed. This is his didi.

His didi, who is most certainly wearing nothing but a pair of sleep pants that have slithered down far enough that Shangjue can see the dark thatch of hair between his thighs and the root of his cock.

Shangjue feels a jolt of desire stir in his groin when Yuanzhi pushes himself upright with one arm. The expanse of his pale skin aglow in the stream of moonlight that cuts through the opening of the window.

"Ge?"

"It's nothing," Shangjue tries, only to be thwarted by the way Yuanzhi's sharp gaze catches the bulge in the front of his pants. He spies the moment hunger overtakes the need for sleep in Yuanzhi's eyes, and sighs around a huff of laughter.

"Come here."

- 3 - Promise

Yuanzhi is a mess.

Shangjue has lost count of the orgasms they've wrung out of each other, and frankly, at this point, he feels like it shouldn't matter.

No, it absolutely does not matter one bit.

The last one must have taken a toll on him because Yuanzhi doesn't even twitch when he pulls his aching cock out of his sloppy hole. Good... That's good, he thinks with a bone-deep exhaustion. Mustering enough of a coherency, he pulls on an outer robe, grating at the feel of the fabric on his over-sensitised skin, and goes to the front door of the hut to pull in the basket of supplies that has been left there.

Briefly he wonders who was the poor soul who was dispatched to do the task. Dimly, he wonders if they saw anything.

A spark of jealousy and possessiveness burns bright in the back of his mind. He flits through the thoughts of someone seeing the way Yuanzhi arches so sweetly to hold in all of his spend as he promises to put an heir in his belly, scarcely daring to imagine which whispered vow they must have heard -- was it the one where Shangjue had promised that Yuanzhi will be his one and only furen? or what is the one where he had crooned over how his didi was born to take his cock? How Yuanzhi had made him promise that he would be Shangjue's one and only come dump?

Or had it been the promise he had kissed into the sweat-matted crown of his didi's hair that once they had slaked their infernal thirst, he will wed him, honest and true, in front of their family.

Clarity slips in and out of his hands. The antidote to the Flowers of a Thousand Sun that they'd both been poisoned with is set to the side. He reaches in for the pot of unguent and the box of jade eggs instead.

He sheds his coat and climbs back into bed just in time to see didi stir.

- 4 - Sun-drenched

Shangjue presses forward in a smooth, practised glide. Guiding his cock with one hand, he tangles his other with Yuanzhi's, arching in to kiss at the pleased sighs that leave his cherry-red lips. The sight of him with the shadows of the midday sun dancing over his skin has him smiling.

Humming, he lets Yuanzhi chase his mouth, chuckling when he whines in displeasure at being denied. "Alright, alright, settle down."

Dark, fox eyes blink at him. The starting of a pout begins to form and Shangjue wonders if Yuanzhi ever did figure out what he does to him whenever he pulls that look; how he would absolutely pluck the moon out of the sky for him if that's what he wants?

He moves his hand up to hold Yuanzhi by the hip, rearranging their bodies a little so that Yuanzhi has his left leg securely hitched over Shangjue's waist, comfortably pressed against the tree they'd just been picnicking under.

Shangjue allows his mind to wander...

"Don't even think about it, Ge. My back still hurts from the last time we tried that."

Choking on his laughter, he shakes his head, knocking their brows together, darting in to kiss the tip of Yuanzhi's nose.

"Alright. We'll do it your way."

- 5 - Wedded

The record books will note for future generations to come that Gong Shangjue married a bride on a sunny winter's day.

Merriment and joy colour the mile of road that leads to Jue residence a deep red that snakes through the snow-draped landscape. It was as if spring had bloomed months early in Jiuchen Valley, breathing life back into the hibernating world.

She must be someone of importance, someone says.

She must be a beauty to have such a dowry, another whispers.

Whoever she is, she has caught Young Master Jue's eye, yet another declares.

When it comes time to guide the bride out of her palanquin, no one could have expect that Young Master Jue himself would come to carry her out and to cross the threshold with her.

And if the bride was a little taller than the groom when they make their bows to Heaven and Earth together, no one says a word about it.

No one sees the bride's face. Perhaps with deference to how Young Master Jue glares at anyone who even tries to steal a peek, or maybe it's more because the whole roster of elders in the Gong family seems to dare anyone to try, because no one - perhaps wisely so - takes them up on it.

What no one will write about is how that night, when the festivities die down to a drunken trickle, those who still linger around long enough would hear the sounds of lovemaking. The voices would speak lowly and with no end of familiarity with each other. For those who were still sober enough, they would hear a hoarse voice calling out to "Gege" while another voice replies over the sound of skin slapping against skin, "You should call me Xianggong instead."

And if one drunken uncle recalls the day after through the fog of a wicked hangover that he hadn't seen Gong Yuanzhi at the wedding of his beloved brother, no one remembers that at all.

- +1 - Yours

The kiss that precedes this is slow and unhurried, almost exploratory. Shangjue relaxes and allows Yuanzhi to take the lead.

There is no pressing matter to attend to. There is no family-ending disaster, no immediate danger to vanquish. Here, in this pocket of time, Shangjue luxuriates at the feel of Yuanzhi climbing onto his lap, straddling him skin to sleep warm skin.

"What's brought this on, hm?"

Yuanzhi laughs, pushing back his hair out of his face. The sound is bright in the morning hush of the room. Like a clear note of happiness that burns in the air around them. Shangjue cannot help but be caught up in it, chuckling along with him.

Running his fingers down the inside of a thigh, he reaches up for Yuanzhi's hand, tracing the tattoo on the inside of his wrist. The same one he has on his own -- a mark of their eternal vow to be one with each other.

"Furen, what do you propose we do today?" He asks, smiling up at Yuanzhi, basking in the way his heart swells at the sight of his beloved.

"Xianggong," Yuanzhi laughs, pretending to think about it while he lazily rolls their cocks together. "Shall we...?"

"Hm?"

With one swift roll, Shangjue twists them until he has Yuanzhi pressed breathlessly under him. Carefully, he kisses the space between Yuanzhi's brows. Slowly trailing his lips to his temple, marking the skin under his eyes, softly, worshipfully, kissing his way down the bridge of his nose. Laughing softly, Shangjue murmurs, "Furen."

“Xianggong.”

With a solemn sincerity, he lowers himself to press their faces cheek to cheek. “Didi…”

Yuanzhi tilts his face, bringing the corners of their lips in a slow drag. On an exhale, he shapes one word.

“Ge.”

[lyranova]

Hiya Lyra! Can I get 🍓🥭🍋 for the game?

Hiya Laura! Of course you can, let’s see:

🍓 What’s a fic you’ve written you feel is underrated?

Hm…as far as series goes I would say “Fractured Diamond” is underrated a bit, but then again I will always say my OC work is underrated XD! Hm…but for this I’m going with A Colorful Spring, because I remember that being the first thing I wrote when I came back from my hiatus and just enjoying it so, so much! I also think my “A Royal Wedding” is underrrated too (but I’m biased).

🥭 Rank from most enjoyable/fun to write to least: Fluff, Smut, Angst, Crack.

Fluff, Smut, Crack, Angst is the order I would put this in 🤔. I enjoy all of them to varying degrees…but I feel like I struggle the most with angst especially 😅.

🍋 What’s your favorite spicier trope to write?

Ooo….hm, I think my favorite spicy trope is the aftercare part! While it’s fun to write the foreplay and the actual act itself…I think the aftercare is just as important and enjoyable! Having the characters cuddle, or talk, or just taking care of each other…maybe having them clean each other up, changing the sheets, or chastely kissing the love bites they’ve left on each other…it’s just *chef’s kiss*

(I also really enjoy adding humor to my smut scenes too…which is clearly visible in any of my Zerilliam smuts).

[holopinkpussy]

I hope that in next days I can shoot some photos a little bit spicy.

OR WET.

Or both. Both are good.

I think I'll use puppy pads for don't do a big mess..........👉👈🌸

Anyone have interest? 🍋💕🍑

[allylikethecat]

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Yesss another fruit emoji ask game for fic writers! Thank you so much for being the BEST and sending this my way (I'm also making the executive decision to also count it as Talk Shop Tuesday lol) if anyone else want to send a fruit emoji ask, OR reblog it themselves the list can be found HERE.

🍍 What kind of AUs do you like? Are there any AUs you hate or just generally have beef with?

Hmmm I tend to like any AU that take place in a world that you can tell the author is extremely passionate about / knows a lot about. For example I LOVE Poses by @vinylandcoffeecollection (sorry not sorry for shouting out this fic again) which is a teacher AU, and I also LOVE The Producer George / TA Matty AU that @lookedlikethebins has been sharing snippets of for this same reason. I LOVE horses and compete in show jumping as an adult amateur, so I'm writing and Equestrian AU. The only AUs I don't like are when they feel half assed or like the author doesn't fully believe in the setting. Luckily, I can't think of any of those in this fandom everyone is so talented!

🫐 What’s your favorite underrated thing in your fandom? (A ship that only you seem to write for, a character there’s almost no fics about, a trope that criminally hasn’t been written yet, etc.)

Ooooh this is hard. Can I say omegaverse / mpreg because I went looking for both of those tropes, couldn't find it, and then had to write it myself? If anyone else wanted to write either of those things I would be SO EXCITED and read it SO FAST and would also LOVE YOU FOREVER, just saying.

🍋 What’s your favorite spicier trope to write?

I am notoriously awful at writing spicy things. I'm going to need all the well wishes / emotional support for the upcoming On a Friday chapters and I apologize in advance for the disappointment. However, I really like when the power and size dynamics come into play, and things get a bit mean.

Thank you SO MUCH for reading and for sending in this fun fruit ask!! I hope you continue to enjoy my works (I can't wait to hear your thoughts on this week's On a Friday update!) and I hope that you are having a wonderful week!

❤️Ally