#also starfish mouths are..

[whinychimera13]

My first contribution for Mermay!! 🧜‍♀️ TADC as mermaids :D

[bonebrokebuddy]

I did a molding and metal melting lab today and when returning home after class, my twin took the little metal smiley face that I so lovingly made and filed down and immediately asked me “is this made out of lead?”

Then, without waiting for a response immediately put it into her mouth, spit it out, went “Well, it’s mainly lead acetate that’s sweet so I don’t really know if it’s lead or not”

AND THEN PUT IT IN HER MOUTH A SECOND TIME TO CHECK

i mean, it’s not lead but I didn’t even get the time to say that before she popped it into her mouth D:

[sysig]

*You’re starting to feel very sleepy... (Patreon)

[syrupyyyart]

you had a grape oc right? that design was my fav <3

Yes! Here's the final designs for the antagonists :]

[rosyredlipstick]

i was so excited for my vacation to hang with my family and eat good food and get a tan but also to get some novel writing done and just really take the time where i can really focus in on what matters and get my first draft together and yeah instead i started a new fic

[theroseempress]

so does anyone else ever sit quietly and think about how starfish can eat clam by forcibly pulling the clam's shell open enough to vomit their stomach into the clam sometimes only needing a width of 0.1 millimetres to do so and then the now entirely independent stomach of the starfish just digests clam from the inside like some kind of horrifying science fiction creature and then the body opens the outside of the now internally eaten deceased clam to re-swallow the stomach, or-

[bogleech]

Simple lifeform facts I take for granted that I've now seen blowing people's minds on here:

That sea urchins walk around and have mouths with teeth on their undersides

That corals are related to jellyfish

Barnacles being related to crabs and shrimp

Ants being an offshoot of wasps

Termites being totally unrelated to ants and all similarities just being convergent evolution (they're actually a group of cockroaches, but even science didn't know that part until a few years ago)

Starfish having an eye at the end of each arm

That the bodies of ticks and mites are also their heads, essentially big heads with legs (they even frequently have eyes way up on "the body")

Sperm whales have no upper teeth, and also their bodies are flat from the front

Goats also having no upper (front) teeth

Tapeworms having no mouth at all and just absorbing nutrients over their entire body surface

That flies are bigger pollinators than bees

That moths are bigger pollinators than bees

That wasps are just as important pollinators as bees (more important to many groups of plants) and when we say they're "less efficient" at it we just mean individually they get a little less pollen stuck to them.

That honeybees are nonnative to most of the world and not good for the local ecosystem, just good for human agriculture

That earthworms are also nonnative and destructive to more habitats than the reverse

There being no hard biological line between slugs and snails; all slugs aren't necessarily related to each other and there are gastropod groups where some have shells and some don't

That ALL octopuses (not just the blue ring) have a venomous bite

Most jellyfish and sea anemones being predators that eat fish

"Krill" being shrimp up to a few inches long and not some kind of microbe

Blue whales therefore being the deadliest predators to ever evolve as they eat up to several million individual animals per day

That krill are still "plankton" because plankton refers to whatever animals, algae and other organisms are carried around by the sea's currents, not to any particular group of life or a size category

Fungi being no more related to plants than we are, and in fact more like a sibling to the animal kingdom if anything

Venus fly traps being native to only one small area of North America in all the world

Parasites being essential to all ecosystems

Leeches not having a circular ring of teeth anywhere

That algae is not a type of plant

That most seaweed is just very big algae

That enough wood ends up in the ocean that plenty of sea life evolved to eat only wood

Speaking of which the fact that the "ship worms" that make tunnels in wood are just long noodly clams

Butterflies technically just being a small weird group of moths we gave a different name to

That insects only get wings once they reach maximum size and therefore there can never be a younger smaller bee or fly that's not a larva

Spiders not being any more likely to kill their own mates/young than just a cat or dog might, for most species maybe a lot less often?

[wcters]

𝗖𝗛𝗥𝗜𝗦 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗔 𝗚𝗜𝗥𝗟𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗 𝗪𝗛𝗢 𝗡𝗔𝗣𝗦 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗘

pairing: chris sturniolo x fem!reader

summary: chris with a girlfriend who is obsessed with naps/naps all the time

warnings/notes: established relationships, i love naps, my favourite things

- you love naps, you’re obsessed

- always down for one

- you can nap anytime, anywhere

- cars, planes, beds, couches, you name it

- you probably have an iron deficiency

- #hot girl shit

- you can and will fall asleep in the most uncomfortable positions and in any positions really: crisscross, curled up, head leaning on your knees, on your back, starfish, etc

- you could call yourself an expert 💅💅

- you look two ways when you’re sleeping: peaceful . . . or a victorian child dying on the plague

- that tiktok trend? that’s you, and you own it

- and chris had definitely posted you to that

- if not him, either nick or matt

- you also look like that polar bear waking from hibernation when you wake up

- or you went through a tornado

- dorothy from the wizard of oz who?

- so many pictures and clips of you alseep in the background of a video, tiktok, livestream, etc

- the triplets were filming a walk though of the tour bus and you’re just fast asleep in chris’s bunk wrapped in your blanket

- a lot of your friends bereals are you sleeping

- have a humidifier in your room at your house/apartment

- sleep with rain sounds on

- a shit ton of stuffed animals

- and that will be the same for chris’s bed

- they’ll take up most of the space on the bed and he will have a leg hanging off

- you refuse to take them off unless he begs

- you feel bad 😭😭 they’re you kids, you have to care for them

- spend a lot of money on stuffed animals, pillows, and blankets

- comfy fit 24/7

- uggs, sweatshirts, sweatpants, like a living and breathing fresh love ad

- everyone’s jealous

- chris loves you for it, but also dislikes it sometimes because it’s his clothes and he’ll want to wear them

- slippers 24/7

- naps with him!

- most cuddle sessions will end up as nap sessions

- or you alseep on top of him while chris is stuck sessions

- he says he hates it (he secretly loves it)

- a lot of the time even watching movies or hanging out will end up with you alseep in his lap because he likes to run his fingers through your hair (if it won’t mess it up and it’s not styled, scalp if he can) and your skin

- will carry you to bed

- you always wake up disoriented and covered in marks from the bedsheets pressing into you (signs of a good nap)

- you react to the word nap like a dog does to the word treat

- always excited for bed

- definition of snug as a bug in a rug

- you were an avid after school napper

- one of the only consistent things in your life

- you’re fighting a literal WAR between two and five pm to stay awake

- you fully expect (and deserve) a medal for staying awake 🏅🏅

- and you’re grumpy if you don’t have one. you were rude? you were acting like a bitch? didn’t have your nap.

- someone comments on how you sleep to much? immediately dislike

- like sis . . . what’s it to you?

- unless it’s a health concern, and even then, mouth. shut.

- if you’re sick, you’re napping/sleeping even more than you already do

- you’re the first one asleep at all nighters

- nick jokes that you might love sleeping more than you love chris

- . . . don’t tell him that.

- just kidding! . . .

- some of your favourite tiktoks are the ones where you get to choose where you’re sleeping

- you sleep talk sometimes (mostly gibberish) but not a lot, maybe like once or twice a month

- but you absolutely have had full on conversations with people and your answers make sense, and you will not remember them at all

- “hey, do you remember when i told you about that idea i had?” “no, when was this?” “last night.” “oh.”

- NAPS WITH TREVOR

- that dog lovesss you

- and loves taking naps with you

- will also nap with you in the car if you’re going on a road trip with chris and his family

- you love the feeling of his weight in your lap

- you’re a MENACE to wake up

- there have been times where chris just gives up and let’s you sleep if it’s not important because it’s taken him too long (he also gets lazy)

- a lot of the time it’s on their couch because you love their couch

- it’s so comfy, you’re favourite thing

- PISSED if you’re woken up by something stupid

- like one of the boys will make a loud noise and then they’ll all stand there like ‘oh shit’

- if you wake up and chris isn’t with you but he’s in the house, you’ll make a beeline to him and just hug him

- probably fall asleep in his arms standing up

[borathae]

↳ Index [Day 20 - Findom]

Pairing: Soft Dom!Yoongi x switch f.Reader x switch!Jungkook

Genre: Vampire!Yoongi, Vampire!Jungkook, Magic!AU, Polyamory!AU, established relationship!AU

Kinks: findom in this story = Yoongi having a spending kink on them, neck kisses, clothed sex (nipple play, nipple sucking over shirt), handjob, dirt talk, sensory play with a necklace, temperature play with spit, but also! casual nudity & skinny tipping in private pool where they flirt and tease and are so hot, Kook is very Dom with her during those moments, as they prepare for Yoongi they play with each other’s nipples, maybe this isn’t even a findom story but a nipple story fbasdbf, they call him Daddy once cause he is into that, it's not a huge part of the story though, loving aftercare

Wordcount: 6.4k

a/n: listen. the vision of the person was handjob + sensory + temperature + nipples and somehow this came into my mind? like obviously doing it to kookie would have been the most logical thing to do with their dynamic but what if they decide that rich sugardaddy lovebug boongie deserves to be pampered for all his efforts? what then? then this smut happens and we can all scream together <3

That Yoongi was rich was just as much fact as the sun being warm was. That he uses these riches to treat you and Jungkook to absolute everything you desire was just as certain. You and Jungkook have to be careful how you talk in front of Yoongi because if you just so happen to mention in passing that you want something, rest assured that you will have it in your possession mere days later. So when he overheard you and Jungkook talking about a vacation somewhere warmer, mere weeks later you found yourselves in a plane to your private paradise. You weren’t even serious. You and Jungkook were in the back gardens of the estate, sharing the shadow of a willow tree as you enjoyed the mild autumn day. You talked about many things; from nature, art, the universe and your hobbies and as you talked, Jungkook dared to slip his dream of going somewhere warmer. You agreed, coincidentally timing it with Yoongi coming around the corner and hearing everything.

“Do you mean that?” he asked and sat down next to you.

“You are not going to plan anything now, are you?”

“Well, did you mean it?”

“Yoongi, stop it. You don’t gotta spend so much money on us.”

“That’s ridiculous. Give me a week.”

And you knew that no matter what you said, you wouldn’t be able to stop him.

Jungkook regrets asking for a vacation somewhere warmer. Yoongi kept his word, but at what cost? Jungkook is sweating his butt off and that means a lot because the only thing currently covering him, is a small piece of cloth on his crotch as he is lying in starfish position on the stone floor of the holiday mansion. Above his head, the ceiling fan is working without end, casting dancing shadows on the red paint. Jungkook swears that the air it moves around is hotter than the sun herself. The wind carries the sound of the outside into the room. The busy street, the trickling of the waterfall pool and the lively bazaar with its music. You and Yoongi went to said bazaar. Jungkook could have come as well, but didn’t want to leave because he was just way too hot. He is not regretting his decision of staying back. If he left, he most definitely would have melted into a puddle.

Just this moment, the front door opens and the conversation between you and Yoongi reaches Jungkook’s ears. He doesn’t move, eyes zoned out on the ceiling fan and mouth agape in exhausted pants. You will find him eventually, there is no need to make any unnecessary movements.

“I’m sweating my ass off, seriously”, you tell Yoongi as you walk to the living era of the mansion.

“We can take a swim, that’ll cool you off. Where the fuck’s the brat off to?” Yoongi says.

Jungkook knows that he is meant by the brat and that Yoongi says it with love and adoration.

“I don’t know. Maybe outside? Kookie, we’re home!”

“Come get your snacks, bub!”

“Oh?”

“Careful, almost walked into you. Why did you stop?”

“Found him.”

Jungkook lifts his head. You and Yoongi are standing just up the three stairs. Yoongi is carrying all of the shopping bags while you point at Jungkook.

“Urgh”, Jungkook groans, dropping his head again.

“Are you feeling alright?” you ask him in a chuckle.

“No, I’m dying.”

“Are you still hot?”

“Yeah.”

“Poor boy. I get you though. Did you take a swim already?”

“Yeah.”

“And that didn’t help?”

“No.”

“Well, that sucks”, you say and take the three stairs down. You pull the dress over your head and take off your bra. Yoongi follows you with his eyes. Jungkook doesn’t at first until you naturally pass him on your way outside and he gets a glimpse of your naked chest. He lifts his head, eyes now glued to you as you get entirely naked. You take the stairs into the pool, looking over your shoulder once your lower body is completely submerged.

“You guys can join me, you know?” you say playfully and submerge yourself into the water completely. You even go underwater, diving up again after a few seconds. You feel their eyes on you. It’s kind of exciting, you have to be honest. But you act oblivious, wiping the water out of your face in an angle that gives them glimpses of your chest in the sunlight.

Jungkook glances at Yoongi. Yoongi glances at Jungkook. They are thinking the same thing. Jungkook rolls to his stomach and gets on all fours before he jumps to his feet. You hear the naked pitter patter of his soles and in the next second, water explodes next to you as he jumps into the pool.

You laugh, shielding yourself as best as possible. Jungkook dives to you, coming up for air in a way which allows him to pick you up. You wrap your legs around his waist instantly, hands wiping the water from his face. Your upper body is out of the water like this, tits pressing against his huge pecs.

“I thought you were hot”, you say, soaking up the feeling of his naked skin greedily. The way he holds you allows you to feel his abs against your middle. You would be lying if you said that you weren’t affected by it. 

“I am”, Jungkook answers you, fingers digging into your buttocks.

“And this is helping?”

He nods his head. You chuckle, scratching his undercut. He smiles lazily, eyes glued to your lips.

“Hold your breath”, he whispers.

You follow his orders. Jungkook takes a deep breath as well and goes underwater with you in his arms. He stays like this for three seconds then dives up again, gazing when you naturally wipe the water from your face and it makes your back arch. Shit, if he wasn’t such a gentleman, he would be sucking on those pretty nipples of yours by now. They are so wet, dripping water, and are just inches away from his lips. He moans inaudibly, parting his lips hungrily. 

You look at him again, “what?”

“Just having thoughts”, he rasps.

“Thoughts?”

“Mhm, thoughts”, he purrs, eyes flitting to your tits.

You tingle, having to gulp. This look is enough to let you know every single filthy thought he was having.

“Water bomb!”

Water explodes next to you, hitting you and Jungkook without warning. You screech while Jungkook drops you in shock. You look at the side of impact. Yoongi dives up with a shit eating grin and his sunglasses completely tilted off his face.

“You didn’t expect that, did you?” He teases playfully, paddling to you even if the pool is only chest height for him. With his hair sticking to his face funnily, he looks like a wet cat trying to swim.

“No we didn’t, you doofus”, you say, fixing the glasses for him. Next you wipe his hair out of his face.

“I got you good”, he coos and hangs himself onto your back. 

“You did, yeah.” 

He nuzzles his face into your neck, leaving kisses on your heated skin.

“Mhm, that’s nice”, you sigh, rolling your head to the side.

“Mhm, and you’re soft”, he whispers, biting your shoulder gently.

You enjoy his touch with a tingling stomach. His body is just as hot as Jungkook’s. Judging from the fabric against your skin, he isn’t naked however. That explains why it took him a while to jump into the pool. He had to change into his swimming clothes.

Yoongi ends the little munching session with a kiss to your earlobe, wrapping his sculpted arm around your neck in a gentle headlock. You can feel his muscles tense like this, back pressed against his torso.

“You’re a temptress”, he speaks in a normal voice and because it is naturally so deep, you feel it vibrate in his chest.

“What did I do?”

“You know exactly what you’re doing.”

You smile, agreeing with a hum and a cock of your right brow. Yoongi growls, tilting your head to the side with his fingers around a bundle of your hair. Like this, your neck is on complete display to him and he claims it in a gentle bite. The kind which would never harm, but which still makes you arch your back in bliss. The bite ends as quickly as it began, the sensation however lingers on your neck even long after.

“Fucking temptress”, he rasps and breaks away from you so he could submerge himself in the cold water. You try to regulate yourself in the time he is underwater, gulping vividly.

“Hah.”

You glance at Jungkook.

“What?”

“It’s what you get”, he says and turns his back to you so he could swim to the other end of the pool.

“Wow, you two are awful.”

“You started it. Don’t think we aren’t aware that you were posing.”

“I wasn’t posing!” (You were).

“Mhm sure, that’s why you made sure that the silhouette of your boobs was on full display and the sunlight hit them just right.”

He reached the end of the pool, disappearing behind the waterfall. There was an era behind it where one can sit on a natural stone and overlook the pool. You swim to it.

“Fine, you got me. That still doesn’t give you guys the right to be like that.”

Jungkook laughs, throwing his head back as he spreads on the stone cockily. When he sits like this, with his legs spread and his muscular arms open, he looks so masculine and sexy. You just wanna fucking sit on him.

“Tell yourself that.”

“Tell yourself what?” Yoongi dives up next to you, keeping his distance so you wouldn’t kick each other as you swam.

“___ is complaining because we teased her.”

“Yeah, not happening. You lost the right to complain when you undressed like that”, Yoongi says.

“Wow, I’m surrounded by horndogs.”

Yoongi chuckles, “not horndogs. Ripper, we’ve got the tendency to have a short fuse”, he flirts, flickering his eyes red in sync with Jungkook showing off his fangs in a lopsided smirk and a little growl.

“Jesus”, you let out, diving under the water so they wouldn’t see the utter flusteredness they make you feel. You hear their laughter above water. It reaches your ears distorted. 

Once you dive up again, Yoongi is sitting next to Jungkook, spread out just as masculine and sexy. They are ravishing you with their eyes, genuinely making you feel giddy.

“We left you a seat between us, princess”, Yoongi says.

“Join us, babygirl”, Jungkook adds, patting the stone where your back will rest.

“Shut up”, you mumble and claim the spot between them. You have one arm of Yoongi’s and one of Jungkook’s behind you. One thigh of each of them touches your legs. You squirm a little, heart racing in your chest.

“You’re so cute”, Jungkook chuckles deeply, relaxing back with his head falling against the stone.

“Mhm, the fucking cutest”, Yoongi agrees in an amused purr, mirroring his position with closed eyes.

Their pointer fingers rub your shoulders mindlessly, making you shiver.

“Whatever”, you mumble, trying your hardest to relax. It is really difficult at first, but gets easier when time passes and they limit their touches to the soft caresses of your shoulders. It is perfect and addicting to be together. You can flirt and tease each other, follow it up with moments of relaxation and both states will be as addicting as the other.

The flirting lasted the perfect amount of time, making the relaxation which follows all the more wonderful.

Like this, you cool off, sheltering from the bright sun. You stay in the water until your teeth begin to clatter. Yoongi and Jungkook could stay longer, because their temperature regulation works differently.

“I’m gonna go, I’m chilly”, you tell them.

“I’ll join you”, Yoongi says, pushing himself off the stone.

“Wait for me”, Jungkook joins as well.

He leaves the pool first, waiting by the stairs for you so he could hold your hand.

“Well, thank you”, you say.

“Anything for you”, he says, giving your hand a kiss when you are outside.

Yoongi places a towel over your shoulders.

“Oh? Wow, thanks”, you chuckle.

“Of course, princess”, he says softly, kissing your shoulder before he takes a step back and hands Jungkook his towel.

“No thanks, I need to take advantage of the water on my skin. It’s so cooling.”

“Alright, I’ll take it”, Yoongi says and wraps the towel around his torso instead.

Jungkook rests his weight on one foot, making his hip stick out naturally, and runs his hands through his hair.

“What did you get at the bazaar?” he asks.

“Many things. Lots of snacks for you.”

“Nice, snacks.”

“And jewellery and clothes for me.”

“Oh nice, can I see?”

“Yes of course.”

“She’s beautiful in all of them”, Yoongi says, walking back inside. You can still converse because only curtains separate you from the courtyard and the living room.

“I can imagine”, Jungkook agrees, following him inside.

“You guys are so sweet”, you say, right behind them.

“Did you get something too, hyungie?”

“Just ingredients for dinner.”

“That doesn’t count. Did you get a treat too?”

“The only treat I need is to spoil you two. Excuse me for a moment, I need to change and put the groceries in the fridge. Fuck, I hope the heat didn’t spoil them”, he says and disappears in the inner area of the mansion.

“I think he has a kink for spoiling us”, you say, sinking into the comfortable floor pillows.

Jungkook lies down next to you on his side and with his head supported by his propped up arm. You feed him a grape and eat one yourself.

“I think so too”, he agrees.

“What do you think of it?”

You feed him another grape, enjoying one yourself. He chews and swallows it before he answers you.

“You want my honesty?”

“Yeah.”

“I think we should play into it.”

You scoff, “what do you mean?”

Jungkook looks over his shoulder to make sure that Yoongi isn’t listening in. He sits up and closes the distance, whispering sweetly against your neck.

“He’s a tease and he knows it. He buys us all this stuff…” He dances his fingers over your thigh. “…takes us on these expensive trips…” His hand disappears under your towel. “…feeds us the highest quality food…” He moves his fingers through your folds.

“Kook”, you gasp, chasing him instantly but he pulls back and licks his fingers in his flirtatious attempt to showcase the high quality food he gets to eat because of Yoongi. You moan softly, gazing at his lips.

Jungkook purrs and slips his fingers free, dancing them on your thigh again. You are face to face, so close to kiss.

“I think we should do something for him. Show him that we’re grateful.”

“And you had to tell me your plan like this, because?” you get out.

His lips curl into a flirty grin, his eyes lower playfully. He shrugs his shoulders, scrunching his nose.

“You’re worse than Yoongi”, you mumble, looking away because otherwise you might get lost in his eyes forever.

Jungkook chuckles and kisses your shoulder before he rolls away from you and stands up. He struts to the shopping bags confidently and bends down to rummage through them. You roll onto your stomach, watching him. When he bends down like this, every inch of him looks delicious, but your eyes are naturally lingering on his muscular thighs and sculpted butt. He is already completely dry by now, except for his hair. Shit, you could eat him up. He is so handsome. To think that he is yours.

“Wow, the stuff you got is so pretty.”

“Right? Do you wanna see it on?”

“Just a few things.”

“Okay?”

Jungkook stands up with a few things in his hands, strutting back to you.

“Kook, did you get the bikini?”

“Just the panties.”

He hands them to you. He squats down, looking down at you with darkened eyes. Your crane your neck, gulping. He is so big, so muscular and his cock…it’s just there, so ready to be devoured. Still soft and relaxed, tempting you to work it until he is hard. 

“Put them on, baby”, he tells you in a rasp. 

“What?” you get out, looking into his eyes.

“The panties. Put them on.” 

“Oh. Okay”, you can only whisper, scrambling to your feet as quickly as possible. Ever since Jungkook has control over his instincts, he has become the biggest and sexiest flirt ever. Sometimes being in the same room as him and Yoongi is like torture. “Fuck, I can’t believe we’re doing this.”

You put them on just as Jungkook slips into his own small, oh so tight briefs. They hold his cock in place in such a mouthwatering way. Once dressed, he reveals his open palm to you and the jewellery he has in it. He is sitting again. You sit down as well.

“May I?”

“Yeah.”

He climbs behind you, kneeling. He touches you with his empty hand, kissing your shoulder as he feels you up all the way from your hip to your chest. You arch into his touch, hoping that he will take these last few inches and touch your nipple.

But the touch never comes. Instead, he guides it to your back and pulls away so he could place the necklace around you. It sits perfectly between your tits, accentuating the curves of them. Jungkook traces it, claiming your neck in a kiss in sync with his fingers pinching your nipple.

“Shit, ah”, you let out, shuddering as a bolt of pleasure shoots through.

He doesn’t let the touch linger for long, crawling to the front and kneeling right between your legs. He presents a second necklace to you, pleading you with puppy eyes.

“Please?”

“You’re so hot”, you get out and rip it out of his hand, getting on your knees as well so you can place it around his neck. 

He rolls his head back, closing his eyes. You can’t resist. The necklace is on his body, but you can’t stay back. You connect your tongue with his abs and drag it all the way up to his neck. You make sure to include his nipple and end it by tugging on the piercings on his ear with your teeth. Your fingers are spread on his pecs, thumbs rubbing his nipples. 

“Fuck, baby”, he purrs, grabbing your hips possessively. Your skins collide in a naked, loud slap.

“Mine”, you rasp, putting distance between your bodies. He should feel how it is to be teased. 

He looks at you, eyes hazy and head tilted to the side in an almost predatory way. As if he was a hunter waiting for its prey to make the wrong move. You practically fuck him with your eyes, entire body tense from holding back.

“Ah crap! My bracelet”, Yoongi curses loudly somewhere in the mansion, ripping you and Jungkook out of your trance.

You and he blink your eyes.

“So uhm, what were we doing exactly?” Jungkook asks, breaking some of the tension this way. 

You laugh, he reciprocates. 

“I think we were trying to show Yoongi our gratitude.” 

“Yeah right. Fuck ___, I might need to bend you over tonight. If you let me.”

“Ever since you are spending more time with Tae, you are saying the worst things for my mental health.”

Jungkook laughs deeply, “Tae’s shocked just as much as you. You should stop underestimating me. I know what I’m saying.”

“Kook, please.”

He chuckles and stands up, offering you his hand. 

“Come, let’s find Yoongi.”

You take it gladly, letting him pull you to your feet.

He claims you for just a second. Arm around your waist and hand on your ass, he leans down to kiss your neck sensually. You sigh, leaning into him with your hands on his chest. He flexes it just for you.

“Mine”, he purrs, squeezing your butt. 

You swear that your knees actually buckle. He steps back and takes your hand.

“Now seriously, let’s find Yoongi.” 

“What’s your plan anyway?” you ask, trying to follow as best as possible. He’s got you a little wobbly.

Jungkook tells you his plan as you look for Yoongi and needless to say, it leaves you dizzy.

You find Yoongi in the bedroom. His back is turned to you as he is busy sorting through his jewellery collection.

“Yoongi bear?” 

He lifts his head. 

“Yes, babygirl?” he acknowledges you, turning. His face falls, his eyes widen. “What the fuck?”

You and Jungkook close the distance in sensual steps. Yoongi is lost for words, eyes switching between your barely clothed body and Jungkook’s equally as bared body. 

“We’ve been thinking. You’re always treating us so well, but we’ve never really shown you how grateful we actually are.”

You stand before Yoongi while Jungkook rounds him. He snakes his arms around him, lips claiming his neck and hands tracing his clothed stomach. 

One might think that Yoongi would be tense at first, but that is not the case. Yoongi rolls his head to the side and closes his eyes halfway. They lower even more when you touch his chest.

“Can we show you how grateful we are?” 

“You don’t gotta show me. I do it gladly”, he rasps.

“I know. You’ve got a kink for it, don’t you?”

He tenses up, grabbing your wrists. Bingo. You smirk, Jungkook smiles against Yoongi’s neck. 

“We’ve got a kink for it too. Look at the diamonds on our skin. We dressed each other.”

“You did?” Yoongi rasps, breathing heavily. His grip on your wrists falters. 

“We did and it made us so needy. You treat us so well, Yoongi love.” You giggle as you think of your next words, speaking them with a flirty sparkle in your eyes, “thank you for treating us so well, Daddy love.”

“Babies”, Yoongi moans, eyes rolling back sensually and body melting into Jungkook. “Fuck, don’t call me that.” 

You exchange a triumphant look with the latter, holding hands for a brief second. You got Yoongi under your spell. Now all that is left to do is make him feel good. Not just emotionally but physically too. 

“Wanna get somewhere more comfortable?” Jungkook suggests, rasping the words against Yoongi’s ear.

“Whatever you want, babyboy”, Yoongi speaks in his Domspace voice. It’s one of his sexiest voices. 

“Let’s go to bed, yeah?”

“Yeah okay, babyboy.” 

Yoongi lets you and Jungkook lie him down in bed. The three of you have been sharing it ever since you came here. Yoongi gave each of you your own bedroom, but he forgot that he is basically dating two catch weeds of people who are stuck to him as much as possible. Not that he minds. He made sure the beds were big enough for three. 

He lies down in the very middle of it, eyes switching between your face and Jungkook’s. You and he are kneeling on all fours, looking down at him. The necklaces are tangling, your tits look so sexy like this and Jungkook’s pecs look huge. Yoongi doesn’t think about labels, he doesn’t define himself as a sexuality, but he knows whatever he is, it’s this right here. Pretty girl tits and muscular boy tits. That’s his sexuality. You and Jungkook with your pretty tits and expensive necklaces around your necks. 

“Thank you for treating us so well”, you say and lower your lips to his neck. 

Yoongi purrs, rolling his head to the side. A necklace traces the side of his face while your soft lips worship his neck. He opens his eyes, coming face to face with Jungkook’s pecs as the latter guides the necklace over Yoongi’s features. He shivers, letting out a breathy sigh as his long fingers close around a bundle of the sheets.

“Is this nice?” Jungkook asks, tracing Yoongi’s cheek.

“Yeah”, Yoongi croaks, tilting his head and parting his lips. 

“I feel so handsome with the jewellery you buy us. You treat us so well.”

“So well, so fucking well”, you agree, lips nibbling on his most sensitive spot. 

Yoongi moans softly, eyes going hazy. He knew that he was feeling a certain itch ever since the morning, but didn’t think he needed it scratched so fucking bad. You and Jungkook might joke around with him a lot, but you’ve got one thing right. Yoongi has the biggest kink for spending money on you. The bigger the purchase, the better. The wider your smiles, the deeper the satisfaction. The brighter the sparkle in your eyes, the hotter burns the fire in his stomach. 

Yoongi has been burning ever since he took you on this insanely expensive trip and fulfilled your every wish. Waking up this morning to the sounds of you and Jungkook having breakfast in the courtyard, chatting about how much you loved this trip almost made Yoongi want to jerk off to your conversation. But he held back, forced his cock to stay soft and joined you, acting as if everything was alright. 

He can’t hold back anymore. You and Jungkook smell like the expensive scents he got you, the sounds of the necklaces moving are in his ears and your words are paradise. He can’t hold back anymore. 

“Fuck, you feel so good”, he gets out, arching his back once.

“Yoongi…” you mewl, teeth nibbling on his pierced ear. He’s got a thing for that. 

Jungkook guides the necklace down to Yoongi’s jawline, tracing the curve of it. Goosebumps follow in its wake. Yoongi is hazy.

He ogles Jungkook’s nipples hungrily. The latter understands instantly, scooting closer so Yoongi could lick him. 

“Babyboy”, Yoongi croaks, claiming what is his. 

“Ah, yes”, Jungkook moans, dropping his head to the front. 

You lift your lips from Yoongi’s ear, wanting to check what was happening. Yoongi uses the freedom to put his arm around Jungkook and pull him closer. His lips close around his nipple, sucking eagerly. 

“Oh god”, Jungkook croaks, scrunching his face. 

“You two are so sexy”, you get out and sit up. You can’t reach Yoongi’s neck like this, but that is okay. He has a body to explore instead. 

You put your hands on his torso, guiding your touch over his stomach. He follows it with an arch and a deep purr in his chest. He changes nipples with Jungkook, pressing out a raspy “fuck.” 

You learned that Yoongi likes it when you touch him over his clothes. His skin is sensitive enough for it. When you or Jungkook run your skilled hands over his clothed body, Yoongi is a goner. Today it is especially bad. He is shivering like crazy, soaking up the sensations greedily. Your hands are so hot in temperature, he is fucking burning up. 

“You’re so strong, my love. God Kook, isn’t he just perfect? He’s treating us so well and he’s strong so he can protect us.” 

“Yeah, so strong”, Jungkook agrees in a breathy sigh, face glowing in pleasure. His voice is just a little submissive. You tingle because of it. Look at him getting subby because Yoongi is sucking his nipples. Granted, you know how sensitive his nipples are, so you aren’t particularly surprised. 

“Our strong, perfect Yoongi”, you purr, slipping your fingers to Yoongi’s nipples. The latter arches into your touch, lips slipping from Jungkook’s swollen nipple because his head rolls to the front as he gasps in surprise.

Jungkook feels edged, needing a few deep breaths to collect himself again. Once he does, his eyes instantly flit to your hands, wanting to see what makes Yoongi react like this. 

You are pinching and rolling his nipples over the shirt. Hungry eyes gazing at his sculpted chest.

“Fuck, babygirl”, Yoongi gets out breathily. 

“Does that feel good to you?”

“Yeah…”

Jungkook scoots closer and lowers his head. You let him, watching in delight as he wraps his mouth around Yoongi’s nipple, clothing and all. 

“Kook”, Yoongi moans, grabbing a bundle of his damp hair. “Shit, that’s…ahm fuck…”

Jungkook mewls around him, sucking and licking eagerly. His thighs rub together needily, searching for any kind of relief.

“Fuck…Kook…”

You can’t do this. You have to join. You lower your lips to his other nipple, taking it inside, clothing and all. 

Yoongi arches his back, grabbing a bundle of your damp hair as well. He growls, but ends it in a soft whimper, back dropping again and hips rolling against nothing. 

Yoongi had an itch this morning, which he didn’t know he needed scratched so bad. That much he was aware of. But he wasn’t aware of how much he needed that scratch to be attention. Of course a quick, rough jerk off session could have done the job just fine, but fuck, this is so much better. The sensations are insane, the play with temperatures is leaving him dizzy. Your mouths are so wet and hot, leaving his shirt soaked and whenever you pull back for air the wet spot cools down. Sometimes you even help with it by blowing on it, forcing his body to shudder and his nipples to swell.

You tap Jungkook’s shoulder. Yoongi is too far gone to notice, eyes closed and lips parted in breathy moans. 

“Hm?” Jungkook lets out, lifting his eyes to look at you. 

You demonstrate what you were doing and how Yoongi reacts in shivers. Jungkook understands instantly, doing what you did. He blows on Yoongi’s soaked shirt and you do the same. Yoongi arches his back, hands slipping from your hair to instead grab your butts. 

“Babies, you…urgh fuck.” 

“That’s nice isn’t it?”

“So fucking nice”, Yoongi sighs, following it with a purr when you and Jungkook take his swollen nipples back into your warm mouths. You suck on it, while Jungkook licks. The play with different sensations makes Yoongi scrunch his nose in bliss. Your hands on his stomach do the rest. You are so eager in exploring him. Yoongi feels alive. 

It took him a lot of time to built trust with you and Jungkook. It wasn’t your faults, but his own. He has issues with touch, that much has been clear since the very start. You and Jungkook worked around it at first and slowly, oh so slowly, made him comfortable. These days, Yoongi couldn’t imagine any other reality. To feel your touch, to experience every sensation and change of temperature is what he lives for when he is with you and Jungkook. 

“Can I have more?” he asks raspily. 

You and Jungkook lift your heads, exchanging a look. You are sharing the same thought. Yoongi is so hot.

“More?” You scoot up and lay down on your side, draping your arm over his chest. “What are you thinking? Mhm?” 

Yoongi is lost in your eyes, hazy and foggy and so turned on. 

“Touch my cock.” 

“Fuck, you’re hot.”

“I can’t help it. I’m….” He lowers his eyes shyly. “...I’m horny.”

“Mhm good” you say, biting his neck gently before sitting up. Jungkook mirrors your position, waiting with a tingly chest for you to pull Yoongi’s pants down. You make sure to take the briefs as well.

Yoongi’s swollen cock springs free instantly, leaking on his shirt. 

“Urgh fuck”, he gets out through gritted teeth, writhing on the sheets.

“You’re so hard”, Jungkook moans, eyes widening in hunger. 

“You drive me insane.”

“We do?” 

“Yeah, every fucking second. Shit, I’m so into spending money on you”, Yoongi finally confesses, almost whimpering the words. “It turns me on so much.”

“Oh Yoongi”, you say, wrapping your hand around his cock to pump it slowly.

“___ baby”, Yoongi moans loudly, throwing his head back and gripping the sheets.

“Is that doing something for you?” 

“Yeah, holy fuck.” 

“You’ve got the sexiest cock. Remember all the times he made us cum on it, Kookie?”

“I do, yeah”, Jungkook gets out, gulping hungrily. 

“Remember, Yoongi?”

“Fuck just…touch me, stop teasing, you temptress”, he gets out in a hiss. He means no harm in it. He just gets too sensitive when you talk about how good he treats you in bed because his kink for showering his two babies in anything you want goes deeper than just material goods. He wants to see you satisfied in every aspect of your lives. That includes the bedroom. 

You giggle, fluttering your lashes at him. You slip your hand to his base, signalling Jungkook to take over as well. He wraps his hand around Yoongi’s tip, pumping it in a smooth rhythm. 

“Fuck, that’s….” Yoongi resorts to moaning and kicking the mattress, fingers tugging on the sheets. There are no words to describe the amount of pleasure he feels. It infects his entire body, feeling strongest in his cock and his legs. 

Your hand is playing with his balls while Jungkook is working his cock. There is no difference between the softness of your palms but there is in strength. Jungkook is touching him with so much pressure while you handle his balls so carefully. Jungkook is rough, you are tender. Yoongi loves every second of it. 

“Hyungie, you’re leaking”, Jungkook says, picking up the translucent droplets to spread them.

“He is? Wow, yes. Look at it. Do you like it that much, love?” you coo, squeezing his balls gently. 

“Stop talking please”, Yoongi begs, cock throbbing in Jungkook’s hand and leaking all over his fingers. 

You chuckle, exchanging a playful look with Jungkook. It is so fun to work up Yoongi. You know how high he currently feels. His head is definitely pounding and each second feels like too much. He is so into this. You and Jungkook feel so proud of it.

“More Kookie. We should give him more.” 

“You’re right. He deserves to feel as good as he always makes us feel.” 

Jungkook wraps his other hand around Yoongi’s heavy cock, jerking off him like this. You slide your other hand to his nipple, playing with it over his shirt. The fabric is still wet, sticking to his chest. The touch is so easy like this. 

Yoongi yelps out an ecstatic “ah!” and lifts his hips off the sheets. Throaty but pitched mewls follow, his hips just kind of stay in the air as he chases Jungkook’s two handed touch. 

His balls tighten in your hand. You squeeze down on them, thumb rubbing circles with just enough pressure to send hot pleasure down his legs and up his cock. Jungkook times it with skilled touches. He keeps his right hand around his tip, circling it slowly while he pumps his left hand around his shaft vigorously. 

“I’m cumming”, Yoongi gets out, following it with a desperate growl. 

“Don’t hold back”, you encourage him, pinching his nipple.

“Please cum for us”, Jungkook says, massaging his tip.

“Babies!” Yoongi yelps, breaking in your hands a second later. He shoots his white cream up his own chest, ruining his shirt with it. His moans are deep and drawn out, you and Jungkook moan with him, doing your very best to give him the best fucking orgasm he had in a long time. 

And oh how successful you are, how Yoongi is shaking and trembling. The itch is finally scratched and fuck it hits so goddamn hard, Yoongi swears that he can see new colours behind his closed lids. 

The comedown is electric. You and Jungkook are so eager, overstimulating Yoongi to the point he laughs panickedly, fingers grabbing your hands.

“Stop it, enough.” 

“Sorry, we just love to touch you so much”, you say, releasing him of his torture. You lie down beside him, kissing his heated neck while your fingers play with the cum on his chest.

Jungkook lies down on the other side of Yoongi, playing with the cum on his stomach and sucking on his neck slowly. 

Yoongi enjoys the affection with closed eyes and his hands running along your hips and butts. His palms are sweaty from keeping them clenched around the sheets for so long. His heavy rings feel rough on your skin in comparison to his soft palms. 

“How was that?” you ask him, chasing his touch in slow rolls of your hips.

“Better than anything”, Yoongi lulls his words as if he was drunk.

“Did you like it?” Jungkook asks.

“So fucking much.” 

You and Jungkook giggle, snuggling closer. Yoongi smiles fondly, soaking up the sound. He is so happy when he is with you and Jungkook. There is no other life for him. Only what he has with you and him. 

“Can I just fucking ask what kinda devils possessed you to do that to me?” 

“Does there have to be a reason for us to wanna make you cum?” 

“I guess not.”

“Mhm, correct”, you nibble on his ear playfully, “but if you really wanna know. It’s because we wanna thank you for treating us to all of these nice things.”

“It makes me happy.”

“Mhm and turns you on”, Jungkook adds, biting his jawline gently.

Yoongi gives his butt a warning spank, doing the same to you as well when you snicker mischievously. 

“And if it does?” he challenges.

“Nothing, we like it.” 

Yoongi chuckles, “fuck, you two. I’m done for. I wanted to start with dinner.”

“Dinner can wait. You’re getting cuddled”, Jungkook says, slipping his hand under Yoongi’s shirt to feel up his stomach.

“In this heat? Are you surviving that, bun?” 

“We can take a swim later.”

“Right and tease ___ again.”

“Right, we could.”

"Hey, not cool. Don’t gang up on me.”

Yoongi and Jungkook chuckle. You join them a second later, snuggling into Yoongi. Yoongi sighs happily, pulling you and Jungkook closer. He relaxes his body, melting even more when both you and Jungkook drape one leg over him. He is completely buried under you and Jungkook and it’s heaven to him. 

“Shit, you two. What would I do without you, mhm?”

“Mhhhm, probably not lie in Morocco with your stomach messy from an orgasm because of a super epic handjob.”

Yoongi scoffs in amusement, smiling to himself.

“Super epic handjob?”

“Yeah, obviously. We made you arch your back.”

Yoongi laughs, squeezing you and Jungkook.

“Yeah, I definitely wouldn’t do that.”

He isn’t a clingy person, but with his two loves he can’t get enough. This is truly heaven.

[jeonginsleftcheek]

Keep me cold (ot8 drabble)

pairing: ot8 x afab!reader

genre: smut

warnings: this is an insert member fic so i won't use any names or be too descriptive and you can imagine any of the skz members you want💕

temperature play, nipple play, ice cubes, oral (f and m receiving), squirting

a/n: it's 4am and i woke up s w e a t y bcs it's too hot and i don't have ac so here🥲 also yay for skz renewing their contracts and yay for their comeback🫶🏻

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"We could go to the beach."- your boyfriend suggests as the two of you literally melt on the bed.

Both of you are laying down in your underwear, spread like starfish and staring at the ceiling but still holding onto each other with your pinky fingers hooked together.

"Too lazy to get up."- you huff, the ceiling fan does almost nothing to help and you dream about snow.

"How about the mall?"- he asks. "They have ac there."

"Too lazy to get up."- you repeat and he chuckles.

"Yeah. Me too."- he nods and you spend a few moments in silence, your ears flooded with the sounds of crickets.

"I have an idea."- your boyfriend sits up quickly, almost making you dizzy with the sudden movement. "Wait for a moment, okay?"

You just nod as you look at him get up and walk over to the kitchen.

It's not like you were going anywhere anyways.

You hear rummaging in the kitchen as you hum to yourself and your lover is back in no time, carrying something in his hands.

You squint at him as he approaches the bed with a lazy smirk.

"I hope you brought winter, because if you didn't I don't want it."- you say and he chuckles, kneeling on the bed and your eyes finally adjust to see that he brought a bowl of ice.

"Ice can count as winter, right?"- he smirks.

"What are you planning to do with it?"- you smirk back at him, his now cold hand rests on your inner thigh and you sigh in even that little relief from the heat.

Your legs spread to make room for him and he takes one of the ice cubes, placing it in his mouth and sucking on it. He runs his cold hands on your inner thighs, making your core throb with desire in mere seconds, since the heat was already making you feel insanely turned on.

Your eyes get hazy as he takes out the cube and leans in closer to your neck, you throw your head back and close your eyes. His cold lips are pressed on your hot skin and you moan loudly as he starts licking and sucking bruises on your neck, his hands squeezing your plushy thighs.

"A-ah baby."- you moan, hands gripping at the sheets, the sound of the ceiling fan droning in the background.

He grabs another ice cube and gently runs it on your lips as you stare into each other's eyes hungrily, before he leans down to capture your lips in his.

The ice cube makes contact with your skin as he runs it under your collarbone to your breast.

You moan into his mouth, the ice cube melting and the drops of water running down, soaking the sheets slowly.

He lifts up from your lips to look at your precious face at the moment he presses the ice cube in your nipple and you mewl out as he runs it gently over the hardened bud. Your chest arches into him involuntarily and he leans down to capture your cold nipple in his hot mouth as he slowly slides the half-melted cube to your other nipple, pressing into it.

You whimper at the stimulation and the difference between the ice cube and your lover's hot tongue lapping at you.

Your panties come off and your pussy is soaking wet, arousal dripping down onto the messy sheets. Your eyes close as your boyfriend removes the ice cube, his mouth now around that nipple, sucking, licking and lightly biting on it. He takes another ice cube, slowly running it down your stomach to your navel and the water melting from it slides down your burning core.

"Ah, fuck!"- you whimper as he presses the almost melted cube into your clit, circling it and watching it melt quickly against your heat.

"Feels good, baby?"- he smirks.

"Mm so good, so good!"- you whine, hips lifting up into his hand as he slides the wet coldness on your already soaking cunt.

You didn't even notice he started sucking on another ice cube, making his lips and tongue almost numb from the cold.

His warm knee is then pressed against you and you whimper loudly, rutting against him almost automatically.

He chuckles and removes his knee, the little friction slowly making your pussy warmer again as he leans down, his icy tongue darting out to lick at your juices.

"Ah...!"- you moan his name as he grips your thighs, pushing his tongue into you and fucking you with it.

Your legs are wide open and eyes closed so when you feel another ice cube pressed on your clit in the middle of him eating you out you almost scream.

"Fuck! That's so good baby!"- you whine and the mix of his saliva, your arousal and the cold water from the melting ice make you incredibly wet and slippery, bringing you close to the edge.

He speeds up with his tongue, the slurping sounds are sinful against you, the bed is soaking under you and a sheen of sweat covers your body as the fan blows air on your cold nipples giving you some sort of stimulation too.

Your body shudders against your lover's mouth, your hips shaking as you explode, squirting on his face and yourself, your orgasm hitting you like a train making you moan his name loudly over and over again as he rubs your clit with his fingers.

"It's actually hotter now."- you whisper between laboured breaths, your chest falling up and down.

"We're not done cooling off."

Your boyfriend giggles as he grabs another ice cube.

"It's my turn now."- he smirks, pressing the cube on your lips gently. You part them and suck on the cube as you look at him, his still cold fingertips running on your waist and tummy, making you shiver slightly.

You finally lift up, flipping him over, neither of you caring that the bed is an absolute mess in that moment.

Your tongue is cold against the heated head of his cock as you taste him, the salty pre-cum staining it. You're quick to suck him in before your mouth gets too hot and your boyfriend is a whimpering mess in no time as you alternate between sucking on the ice cubes and his throbbing member.

It doesn't take long for him to shoot his cum down your throat, having been painfully turned on since he started kissing you and you pop off of him to peer into the bowl of ice. Well, water.

"The ice is gone."- you say, licking your lips and he smirks.

"We have a whole freezer full of ice."- he says and both of you laugh, as you grab his hand and drag him to the shower.

Needless to say, at least you found a way to be a little less hot.😉

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[abbys-wifey]

Alone Time

pairing: abby anderson x female reader

warnings: mentions of sex

a/n: guys i’m sorry if my writing is still not it but can we just take a moment to admire the photo of her. THIS WOMAN IS BEAUTIFUL ^^ also feel free to send in TLOU requests (preferably abby, but i’ll answer all )

Last night was euphoric.

Abby and I hadn’t had alone time in what felt like forever. For the past month she had always been forced out on night patrol by Isaac or I had been thrown into the medical ward to administer treatments to those in need, thanks to Mel. So to have us both free for a night meant we had alooot of catching up to do…

Leading up to today.

My limbs are numb, exhausted thanks to Abby’s eagerness last night, my entire body feeling as if it had been lit on fire and left to burn.

However, apparently my girlfriend didn’t feel the same as I reach for her with my eyes closed only to be met with cold sheets. Instead, I hear her throat clearing on my opposite side causing my eyes to snap open.

Abby stands beside the bed, arms crossed over her body which is only covered by a sports bra and her underwear. All thoughts of sleep leave me as I admire her toned figure. “Hi baby.” I smile up at her, reaching a hand to touch her muscular thigh, my fingers gently tracing the purple marks left by yours truly.

“Don’t hi baby me. Look at what you did.” She frowns. Uncrossing her arms she gestures to her neck and collarbone, my hand slapping across my mouth at the sight. At least ten purple and red marks litter her neck, all dark and so large that Abby had no chance of hiding them. “I got a bit carried away.” I stifle a laugh. “Oh, yeah? Ok. Well that makes everything ok. You just got a bit carried away.” Abby retorts sarcastically rolling her eyes.

“You weren’t complaining last night.” I laugh sitting up in bed, glancing down at my naked torso. “And hey, look at me.” I point to my own hickies that are scattered over my stomach and chest. Abby smiles slightly, eyes wandering over her artwork. “Yeah well that can be hidden,” Abby gestures dramatically back to her neck. “Mine can’t.” She almost whines.

Throwing back the sheets, I step out of the bed gently pushing past my girlfriend who groans at my lack of attention as I pick up my discarded clothes and get dressed. “Everyone’s gonna tease the fuck out of me.” Her fingers drag down her face causing my eyes to roll playfully. “Who cares, they are just gonna be jealous you got fucked good and they didn’t.” I shrug tugging my shirt over my chest and grabbing my hair brush.

Silence ensues causing me to glance back over my shoulder seeing my girlfriend collapsed starfish like on her back, still half naked. “Abs, we gotta go if we wanna get breakfast in time.” Finishing with getting myself ready I head over to the bed, straddling Abby’s thighs, my hands holding onto her shoulders. “You’re so fucking dramatic.” I chuckle hearing her loud groan. “You wanted it, you initiated the sex.” I tease lowering myself so our noses brush.

Abby glares up at me with a slight pout. “And I loved it.” She sighs giving up. “Yeah, thats what I thought.” I playfully slap her chest before sliding off her. “Now get ready to go. I am craving a breakfast burrito.”

After ten more minutes of resistance from my girlfriend the two of us finally manage to leave our room.

Walking into the cafeteria, we head straight for our usual table with Nora, Leah, and Manny already sitting and eating together.

“Looks like someone had a good night.” Manny scoffs immediately as the two of us sit down. This causes the rest of the groups eyes to wander to us, most on Abby as they admire the bruises on her neck.

“Fuck off.” Abby laughs punching Manny’s shoulder beside her.

“God dam. Girl you look like you got your ass beat.” Leah whistles, sending a wink my way. “Yeah, holy fuck. I don’t think even Leah’s done that much of a number on Jordan and we all know how freaky that bitch is.” Nora laughs elbowing Leah who fakes mock offence.

Abby’s face becomes a freshly tinted red. “Oh please, you’re all just jealous you didn’t get shit last night.” I retort playfully. “Plus you should see the state of my-.” I get cut off by a a disgusted chorus of shouts from the rest of the group.

“Keep your details to yourself.” Manny scrunches his nose in disgust. I simply shrug sharing a look with Abby and taking a bite of my burrito.

“Oh Abby, you know you got patrol with Jordan and me today.” Leah’s mouth is half full as she talks, making the blonde chuckle. “Yeah I know, let’s try make it quick so we can get home before dark. Sleep sounds like my best friend at the moment.” Abby groans downing the rest of her burrito.

Leah gulps down the rest of her food before standing up, Abby following seconds behind. “I’ll try be home before dark baby.” Abby smiles gently cupping my face and pressing a kiss to my lips. I smile against her, nodding my head. “Be safe.” I wave to her as she follows Leah down the hall turning back to the others as we continue our breakfast conversations.

……..

The sun slowly fades, turning the view from my stadium window to from orange to black. Flicking on the bedroom lights I get comfortable on the couch with one of Abby’s books.

I only manage to get through a few pages before the door to the bedroom opens revealing a worn out Abby.

“Hi baby.” I smile placing the book down and opening my arms to her. She manages a small smile before collapsing on top of me, burying her face into my neck. “Mm so tired.” She whispers, her breath hot on my skin as she presses her face deeper into my body.

My hands rub her back, moving under her tank top to trace patterns on her skin. “I know pretty girl. It’s ok just rest now.” I reply pressing my lips to the top of her head. “Owen ended up coming on patrol with us. Isaac said we needed more hands or some shit.” She manages to whisper, her eyes closing. I frown at the thought of that asshole on patrol with my girl. “Did he do anything? I’ll go beat his ass.” I reply causing Abby to crack a smile. “Nah I just caught him staring like a deer in headlights at my neck a few times. Said something about you being feral and I yelled at him so don’t worry.” Her sentence is cut off with a yawn.

“Now that is a jealous man.” I scoff thinking of the stupid face he must’ve had. My hands gently play with the fly aways in Abby’s braid. “Well too bad for him, your mine now.” I grin pressing another kiss to her head.

“Hmm Abby?” I look down to see her lips slightly parted, eyes shut and breathing even out. She was out like a light.

[void-hoodie]

(A timestuck au)

Maybe he shouldn't have left the kid with his brother who lives in a hunted cabin

Some of the story

I read a few timestuck AUs, and what caught my attention the most was when ever the twins separated and Dipper ends up with Ford, he's subjected to a lot of stress and emotional distress due Ford's unstable behavior and constant distrust, especially when it's specifically the time where he calls Stan to hid the journal. along with physical harm when Bill possess Ford's body, even attempt to kill him.

so in this one it was inspired by this fic (not fanart but got the idea from it) i decided to take it up a notch!

the twins who was about go spend their summer with their grunkle ends up both with young Stan instead. Stan after they showed him the proof of them being from the future after showing him a picture of his big brother shermie in his senior years, decids to take them to his estranged twin brother to try and figure out how to help them. (it was a bit before the portal was activated for the first time, but still had a fight with Fiddleford)

the next day,Stan, after realizing Ford had no actual food in his home other than coffee, decides to go shop for a few thing.

it was also 5am in the morning everyone was awake except Dipper who was too mentally and physically exhausted to wake up to anything.

Mabel decided to go with Stan to make sure he buys what they need, but she was hesitant about leaving Dipper, but she knows that this is gonna be the only time he sleeps deeply until their situation is solved, and with some reassurance from grunkle Ford about telling him when he wakes up, she goes.

Ford deciding to figure out what to do to send the twins back to their time, goes to the basement to do some research, accidentally falls asleep.

BILL who was watching the whole time immediately took control of the sleeping man's body, excited about someone new to play with he looks around , graps a scalpel puts it in the possessed man's pocket and leaves the basement straight to the attic where the boy is sleeping.

seeing the sleeping form of the kid, starfished, using Stan's dirty jacket as a blanket snoring softly.

BILL chose to mess a bit with the kid before trying anything else, he got closer and held the tween's nose cutting his breathing, gradually Dipper started to squrim from not breathing right, trying to breath from his mouth, BILL used his other hand and cut that too.

eventually, Dipper jolted from his sleep trying to breathe the missing air before he noticed his other great uncle looking down on him, smiling amusingly, like he was enjoying the fact Dipper almost choked, his smile also held sadistic enjoyment.

Alarms blaring in his head, he moved away,from the man, and he heard him say in a disoriented voice "why the rush to leave? We're having fun!" He said joyfully.

Fight or flight kicking in, Dipper picked the nearest box and threw it at his great uncle(?) And immediately jumped to his feet and ran out the attic, thinking of rushing outside the cabine the man is instantly chased after him, like he wasn't fazed by the attack, so Dipper hid instead.

Waiting for the man to go somewhere else, his heart beating like a rabbit's, he strains his ears to hear if he's still around.

Believing the coast to be clear, he leaves his hiding spot and books it for the door.

Only to feel a hand on his arm tighted and harshly pulling him backward in a painful tug, immediately following a sharp burning pain in his right shoulder, tearing out an ear splitting scream from him.

Trying to focus his eyes, he saw a scalpel imbued in his shoulder. He couldn't even register his blood before it was ribbed out and pierced into his left thigh, making his vision momentarily disappear from the pain.

He heard a maden laughter from above where he was laying on his back in pain and his right arm still held in a bruising grip.

The last thing he his mind made out before shutting down was the blooded surgery knife coming down on him again.

The first thing Ford mind caught on was all the fresh blood around him, that's the only thing his mind locked on the moment the his eyes caught sight if the blood staind hat with the little star on it.......

He knew who's the owner of the hat, even if he only met him yesterday, but where is he?

That is the only thing that circled his mind. Not the growing pain in his head, not the blood-soaked scalpel, not even moving a muscle from where he's kneeling.

He only moved his head when the door opened and two different gasps, followed by a shriek and sound of some things dropping . Meeting the horrified faces of his twin brother and the sister of the gone boy.

(Might make a comic for the rest of this idk)

[rafesbangs]

maybe rafe finally seeing mermaid!reader's house and, like all her random trinkets and bobbles and clutter, and lowkey being on his kook ass bullshit, but secretly, he's actually really fascinated and intrigued by it all

౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ mermaid!reader shows rafe around her house he acts a little judgey…

warnings: kinda some angst if you squint, fluff (yay) and a tad of classism unfortunately.

a/n: first fluff fic yayay also i adoreeee this req. this is so mermaid!reader and rafe. sorry it took so long to answerrrr & sorry its kinda short ahhhh, im not great at fluff i'll admit so this is good practice. (i hope this is what you wanted <3)

you nervously picked at your nails as you waited on your porch, swinging slowly in the crochet hammock that took you weeks to make. rafe's mercedes pulled into the little dirt driveway and your attention was quickly stolen.

"hey baby" he grinned as he slinked over, rolling his shoulders back to stand taller even though you already think he's the height of buildings. you hop out of the hammock and smile sweetly as he scoops you up for a hug.

"missed you" he mumbles into your hair before planting a kiss on the top of your head. a gesture, he knows, means the most to you. he releases you from the hug with a smile and you grab his hand softly, "missed you most. now come, i'll give you the tour"

he let your little hand drag him into your house. a sudden heat came over your face as you pulled him through the front door, realising how scared you were of rafe's kooky-judgment. you could see it in his demeanour, he was definitely thinking about how small the place is. how some of the wood is kinda rotted on the walls and how rickety the furniture looks. your little shack home was nothing like even the poorest of kook's homes.

you let go of his hand and put both of yours behind your back nervously, looking at the ground as you opened your mouth, "this is my living room kitchen area..." you stated. weakly gesturing to the room with an old tan leather couch that was fraying on the edges, adorned with crocheted, fluffy and wool beachy-themed blankets. the kitchen was tiny, 3 by 2ft and but the algae-green benches and the white black-splash with ocean themed detailing gave it some character.

rafe nodded curtly and glanced around, wordless for a moment, "its... small wow, you weren't really joking about it being a shack.."

your pursed lips turned to a frown quickly and you slowly crossed your arms in front of you, looking up at him disapprovingly as he continued to glance around. your jaw cocked to the side, "yeah some of us kinda pay for everything themselves which includes their house.."

his eyes went a little wide before he looked back at you, noticing your chagrin at his attitude towards your home. "no baby i'm just saying like- you don't deserve to live in a hole..." he quickly says, hands darting out in defence as he speaks but he only annoyed you further.

you roll your eyes, "come on. i'll show you my bedroom." you lead him up some open stairs to the left of the living room, bedroom was kind of a strong word, it was more like a half-loft situation since it technically had a door.

you swing it open and walk in, smiling proudly at your room, its completely filled with sparkly trinkets and decoration, your own little haven.

rafe cautiously followed you in, his eyes wide as he was clearly mesmerised by your cute little space. everything, from roof to foundation, was covered in things. crocheted 'fishing net' hung from the ceiling with little starfish and sparkles on it, jewellery boxes with coral and blues and greens sat all over the place, sparkly light pink and blue mesh fabrics hung from your ceiling above your bed, which was also adorned with whimsical bedsheets and pillows, like a canopy. every photo frame looked handmade with shells and little stones, all over the room dried coral and crystals sat in bowls or bunches. there was even a used tea cup on your dark stained wooden bedside table/cabinet (that was also spilling out all your mermaid-like clothing pieces) that was shimmery and shell themed.

"huh..." rafe began as he picked up a few things that intrigued him, you furrowed your brow, ready for more insulting words to spill from his lips but his face softened into a grin and he looked at you.

"your house is very you." he grinned, as he put the trinkets down carefully in their rightful spot, you looked at him with confusion in your eyes. "cute and mermaid-like, very... mmm, unconventional. but... i'm sorry for before, i... do like it here."

you tilted your head to the side with a forgiving smile before walking up to him and pressing your lips to his, he smiled into the kiss and held the small of your back and your chin, deepening it.

you pulled away first, "i know you're my big bad kook boyfriend but its okay to think my dingy little shack is cute, even for the cut." he chuckled a little and nodded before kissing the end of your nose.

"you're pretty cute, for a pogue" he smirked, his arms still around your waist as he leaned back, waiting for a playful smack.

and you delivered, scoffing and hitting him across the arm. he faked a wince and pretended all hurt as you rolled your eyes, "and you're pretty sweet for a kook."

[awkward-fink]

Sleep Positions with Them. (I)

Price: - He lays on his back, one arm around your body, holding you securely to his side in a gentle but firm hold. - only wears sleep shorts and his dogtags to bed. His thighs are too thick for normal sleeping pants and he gets way too warm in those anyway. Also he loves that he can feel your skin on his when you tangle your legs with his own. - loves when you are draped half over him, your fingers curled into his chest hair, one hand of his covering yours. One of his fingers is laying on your pulse point, feeling the steady thrumm while his thumb lazily traces over your knuckles. - he doesnt need a blanket. And you dont either. He is a living furnace, even in winter you are always cosy warm.

Ghost: - curled around you, holding onto you tightly. - always sleeps closest to the door, its instinct, dont question it. - on bad nights he will sleep on top of you, his head firmly positioned on top of your chest, ear firmly pressed against the spot where your heart beats underneath layers of skin and flesh. Its his most favorite lullaby. - would sleep in his tactical gear if you hadnt forbidden it, so he wears a long shirt and long sleeping pants to bed. - will wake when you move or twitch and check if everything is alright before falling back to sleep - forget going to the loo in the middle of the night alone. What if you fall? Or stub your toe? And he isnt there to protect you from the corner of the shower? No way. He is sleepily stumbling right after you, only alert enough to fall into bed after you and curl around you, again. - only needs a light blanket when sleeping with you, because you are clingy (as if he is not!). And needs a weighted blanket on nights when you are away on business.

Soap: - no fixed sleeping position. He starfishes, noodles around, and planks on the bed. All at once. Though, he never pushes you out of the bed, again. Once was one time too many and the *Look* you gave him after that scared him for life. - falls asleep with you in his arms as the big spoon. wakes up in a double spiral, flat salto mortale with you on top of him, his legs wrapped around you like a monkey. And no one knows where the blankets have gone to! - would sleep naked but you wont allow it, on every night. He starts with a boxershort and a shirt and wakes up with one article of clothing missing. - is a sleep kisser. Kisses your fingers, your shoulders, your chest and if he is lucky, your mouth in his sleep. Also cant get enough contact. - loves when you card your hands through his hair when he had a bad day, or a nightmare. Calms him down real quick. If you speak gaelic, he will literally start drooling in his sleep - all the blankets and then no blankets - nights with Soap are wild. In more ways than one.

Gaz: - has a strict routine before coming to bed - loves to have you at his side when falling asleep, your head on his shoulder and his nose buried in your hair. Its calming for him. - sleeps like the dead. Or a stone. Or a field of stones. You could play hardcore metal with screeching violins and that man will only twitch a finger. - *has* to have contact with you while sleeping. Doesnt matter if its a hand, a foot, a leg or even your head, NEEDS contact. If there is no contact, he will wiggle in the bed to search for you, and he will be asleep while doing that - has a whoe ass pyjama, which looks like a suite or at least fitting together like those checkered Ones made out of cotton. Filthily comfy and wont let you burrow them. - Needs at least two blankets and you to rest in comfort. - Listen! Has the most wild dreams and will talk to you in his sleep, wont remember anything in the morning though

Bonus! Roach: - loves to sleep with you in the bed - has a blanket only for you, and a pillow and even wants you to sleep in his shirt. - you understand, that he can fall asleep better if he can have something smelling of you, when you are not with him - loves to curl his fingers around yours, watching you sleep, your legs tangled and your foreheads touching. - lazily signs one handed against the palm of your hand, silly little things, his feelings, sweet nothings, just wants to feel you. - has the best sleep when your breaths mingle, your hands intertwined, his leg hooked around yours. - loves to wake up and the first thing he sees is you. (has literal heart eyes!) - has one oversized blanket for you both to share - loves to kiss you lazily, lips just brushing over yours chastely until you both fall asleep. Holds one of your hands to his heart if he can get away with it - wears a very ol shirt and some old shorts to bed

[juniperdugong]

How the JJK characters sleep!

With: Gojo, Geto, Toji, Choso, Ino, Shoko

Gojo Your eyes flutter open, the light heat of the sun peaking through the curtains warms your skin, and you turn over from your restful sleep to your perfect boyfriend...

NOT! You wake as you're nearly being pushed off the bed as this large ass man that you've (unfortunately) invited into YOUR home to sleep in YOUR bed is sprawled out like a goddamn starfish. Snoring like he's SpongeBob's alarm clock. His pajama shirt is riding up and you would be drooling over his abs if it weren't for the amount of drool he's currently letting fall onto the pillow. Any attempt to push him over enough to get back on the bed is futile, you have to slap him awake to get anywhere.

"Satoru. Satoru... GOJO!" BWAM you smack his face. "HUH?! WHAT'S HAPPENING?!?! WHAT'S GOING ON! Hollow-" "HOLY SHIT NO JUST FUCKING MOVE TO YOUR SIDE OF THE BED????" "Oh, my angel! What's up?" Feet in the air kicking and giggling like he didn't just try to blow up everything from Tokyo to Hokkaido "Do not play with me right now Toru..."

Geto This man sleeps like the dead and has the routine of a 50's housewife, truly casket-ready if you were to ask me. You always fall asleep before him as he has an arduous night-time routine that he insists on doing, Every. Single. Night. And you (almost) always wake up before him. Rising from a night of peaceful rest you look over to his side of the bed and it almost freaks you out how still he is.

No snoring, lying perfectly on his backside, night mask still on. It really is freaky. The blanket is tucked so neatly under his arms that are placed on his chest like he's some sort of corpse. You get used to this over time but in the beginning stages of your relationship, there is definitely an urge to check if he's breathing once in a while.

You poke at his face and put a finger under his nose to see if air comes out. "Babe? What are you doing?" His face is completely still as he says this. "No offense but you looked dead..." "Can I not practice good sleeping habits and hygiene without being questioned?" "Boy- I did not say you couldn't."

Toji Here we have another big boy who, in his sleep, has managed to leave no room for you. Except this time you're certain it's on purpose. The way you flop onto the floor and crawl back up to see a smirk on this dumbass's face. He's got this shit planned out!

Of course, Toji would never admit it but he likes it when you're cuddled up next to him, even on the hottest days. Doesn't matter if you both sweat like dogs as long as he can feel you in his hold.

His smirk grows as his ploy continues. He stretches his arms out and, not so subtly, wakes up because of "the racket that you're making".

"Woah, doll! How'd you end up on the floor?" He's full-on smiling now. "...I think you know how Toji..." "No clue what you're talking bout...but I do know this could all be prevented if you slept on top of me." You have to scoff at this. "It is too early to-" "No funny business! Promise baby, you're just my favorite blanket s'all"

Choso He's a bit of a hot-blooded man. Sweats super easy in his sleep is what I'm saying. He cuddles you to sleep every night, you swear he does. But somehow when you wake up he's on top of the blanket, stripped down to his underwear, fan turned on high.

He hates it though! Doesn't like how he doesn't get to hold you all night without feeling uncomfortable. On occasion he'd attempt to just push through but the heat eventually gets to him. He can't sleep well if you're not next to him but he also can't sleep well if he's overheated.

A string of a apologies come from him every time he wakes in the middle of the night to move you over and get into a more comfortable state, he knows you don't hear him but it's just for his own peace of mind.

"I'm sorry honey, just gonna move you a little-" Mind you he's whispering, basically just mouthing words so he won't wake you. You're in deep sleep but you moving even an inch sends him into panic. "No no no, don't wake up! Sorry, just got a little hot, I promise I'll stay right here!" You wake up to a freezing cold room but at least you're man is sporting the cutest and most peaceful smile as he rests.

Ino He's a sloppy sleeper too! So you should never be surprised when you wake up and find this man somehow with the upper half of his body on the floor and the rest of him sprawled out on his side of the bed.

Lowkey...lowkey, I think he's a bit of a sleepwalker. NOTHING DANGEROUS! But definitely talks to you in his sleep and is constantly sitting up and waving his hands around like he's in an imaginary argument.

You'll wake up sometimes and you hear him whispering sweet nothings about you, obviously his dreams get wild enough for him to be professing his undying love for you to dream rando's. He denies it heavy if you him about it when he wakes up though.

"Baby..." "Yes, sweetheart?" "You know you talk in your sleep sometimes?" "No, I don't." "You do though, just last night you were arguing with someone named Micheal about how he was looking at your, and I quote, "WIFE"" "I did no such thing... But seriously who does Micheal think he is anyways?? Trying to take you away from me like you aren't the air I breath..." The pout on his face is lethal!

Shoko Certified couch sleeper for real. (She's just like me, your honor!) You cannot tell me that after a long day of dealing with whatever the fuck she has to deal with on the daily she isn't totally passing out on the couch before even making it to the bedroom. And you can bet you're ass that she's dragging you with her!

You'd wake up completely entangled in each others arms in the wee hours of the morning, now it's your turn to drag her to the bed. She might be slightly whiny but once you hit those soft sheets she's completely K.O.'d again and moving to cuddle you back to sleep as well. No excuses. Showering and eating can some later, sleeping is the main priority.

"Shoko, we should move to the bedroom. We'll wake up sore if we sleep here all night." "Just a few more minutes..." Still sleepy she grabs your hand and presses a small kiss to your knuckles, "...I'm comfortable right now."

A/N: Some jjk headcanons because I've been doing a lot of SVT stuff! I PROMISE I'M MULTIFANDOM! Srsly though, I barely get requests so if you see this please feel free! On that note, do you guys think putting a prompt list in my guidelines would help gain requests? Also, if you want more characters please let me know!! Have a great day lovelies! And please reblog and comment if you liked it or have any thoughts.

JJK Taglist (OPEN): @iluvmattyb

[slutforgarlogan]

Needy | Peter Maximoff x F!Reader

Summary: Based off this request. you're trying to do your homework but Peters being needy

Warnings: Oral (m!recieving), orgasm denial, peters a whiny pathetic man (i think thats it?)

A/N: this is a tad rushed i am so tired i went to bed at 4am and im running on a bottle of cough syrup (im ill), 2 large pizzas, a cookie and a can of fanta. Also decided to get mean on him at the end and deeping it i could never

You are sat at your desk in your room, working on your college homework, scared of falling behind. You've finally managed to get into the groove of things, understanding what the homework actually is, leaning on your desk a bit to concentrate.

And thats when you hear your bedroom window open. You roll your eyes, already knowing who it is, he's the only person who ever comes in through your window despite the fact you've told him countless times he is allowed to just use the door. You swivel around in your chair, facing the silver haired boy. "What"

He quirks an eyebrow, sounding amused "Lovely to see you too babe"

A small smile breaks on your face as you look at your idiot boyfriend, and take on a much lighter and playful tone than before. "What do you want Peter"

He gives you a look, a look that you know all too well and you roll your eyes once again. "I'm doing work Quickie, you can wait," you turn back round in your chair, going back to your homework.

He groans loudly and flops onto your bed in a starfish pose, ever the dramatic. You chuckle a little and speak to him, not turning round. "I've got cake snacks in the drawer on my bedside table, just eat those and shut up" You always kept the drawer on your bedside table full of twinkies. Because Peter was always in your room, and he liked them. You hear him open the drawer, and you smile, finally being able to work.

Though it didn't last long, not only did he devour the entire contents of the drawer, but he had now decided to go for a different route to get your attention, since groaning and whining like a toddler didnt play out in his favour. He was off your bed and stood to your side in a silver blur. Now leaning forward slightly and rocking back and fourth on his heels impatiently, with his hands holding each other behind his back.

"watcha doin"

"work"

"what work"

You just need him to shut up for 20 minutes.

"college work"

He doesnt say anything for a second, still rocking around on his heels next to you, heaven forbid he stay still and quiet.

"can i have a kiss" your lips curl up into a small smile, rolling your eyes lovingly. You turn your chair slightly to face him, pulling him down and giving him a short but sweet kiss. You can still taste the cake snacks on him.

When you pull away to go back to your work, Peter decides to lean down behind you and kiss your neck, sucking on it and leaving little marks. Your breath hitches, which doesnt go unnoticed by him, but you keep your composure, trying to ignore it and do your work.

He wraps his arms round you from behind where your sat, and he teases his fingers at your waistband. "Quickie i swear to god"

He pouts a little "please"

You roll your eyes, groaning and turning around in your seat, hands moving to his trousers to unbuckle his belt. He keeps his eyes trained on you now, pupils blown wide and eyes pleading.

You unbutton his trousers and pull them down to pool at his ankles. He steps out of them and you swap places, he's now sat in your desk chair, and you're in front of it, knelt down on the floor with his dick in your hand.

You bring your thumb to his tip, running your hand over the slit and spreading his precum around the head of his cock. He whimpers, bucking up into your hand "Please"

You pump his dick a couple of times, before leaning down to take the tip in your mouth, sucking on it like a lollipop and eliciting a string of moans and whines from the boy beneath you.

You take him fully in your mouth, hollowing your cheeks and bobbing your head, as your hands work at the base and you look up at him through your lashes, relishing in how needy he is.

He involuntarily thrusts his hips up, pathetically whining and moaning, even more turned on by the eye contact you're making with him.

When you feel his dick start to twitch in your mouth, you pull off him. He whines loudly at the loss of contact, searching your eyes desperately. "no no no please"

"you can finish when i finish my work"