#and do you guys know how funny it is so have an f/o who fucks in cannon /joke

[sunflowers-and-sweetviolets]

anyway - head over heels for that old man <3

[artyandink]

breaking profiler’s block

SUMMARY: You and Spencer have a sorta thing going. All for your genius, there are times where, y’know, you get stumped, and that was dubbed ‘profiler’s block’ by you and Spencer. Well, he knew exactly how to fix that, and this isn’t the first time he’s helped you break it.

TW: Post-prison Reid, so basically it’s an extremely hot Reid, talk of asphyxiation murder, criminal psychology, unspecified relationship, talk of masochism, BAU!reader, relatable-ass profiler’s block which is the BAU version of writer’s block, smut

STW: oral (f. receiving), dirty talk, Spencer being kind of a little shit, softdom!Spence, profiling during eating out, pussydrunk!Spencer cause yes, threat of exhibitionism, praise kink, hair pulling kink, thigh slapping, slight degradation, filthy stuff guys, you’re welcome

A/N: I don’t think this kinda trope’s been done before, so here we go

NOW PLAYING: Side to Side by Ariana Grande

Think, c’mon, think. Though that’s a pretty impossible task when Spencer Reid’s eating your pussy like he’s on death row.

“Shh, sweetheart, use that pretty head.” Spencer murmured as he sucked on your clit, two fingers pumping relentlessly in and out of you. Long-ass fingers, talented-ass tongue— you were done for.

Every lady out there was done for in the presence of this man. You too, all you out there.

You and the team were currently in Vegas — Spencer’s turf — to try and find a man who was out there strangling low-end members of society. But you couldn’t think straight — not just in the current circumstance — but in general. You’d hit something that you and Spencer called ‘profiler’s block’, and lucky you that Spencer knew how to snap you out of it.

Not his first rodeo with you where that’s concerned.

Spencer used his free hand to shove your legs further apart, spreading you open with his two fingers so he could lap up everything he could from your dripping cunt, moaning when ambrosia hit his tongue. “You know the drill.” He panted, eyes rolling back briefly as you pulled on his hair— fuck, that’s good. “Strangles his victims. S’ that tell us, hm?”

You thought you said a coherent sentence, but apparently it came out jumbled, because a quick slap to your thigh by Spencer had you moaning out an answer. “He wants p-power — oh — and control— fuck.”

“Don’t stop there.” He murmured, lapping at your clit. “Or are you just so fucking drunk on my tongue? Huh? Imagine the team seeing you like this, can’t even say a sentence properly.” Now, that shouldn’t have felt as hot as it did, but you did clench around his fingers, which were reaching spots you didn’t know you had.

After a few moments of how the fuck is he this good, you managed to regain a bit of footing, your blissfully blank mind allowing for new, sweet clarity, even if it was brief. “Incompetent. O-Overcompensating. He’s killing brunettes with blue eyes, he’s got an authority figure in his life that makes him feel small.”

“Good girl— shit, such a good girl.” Spencer cooed, which had your eyes rolling back. Soft voice, low tone, his hand pressing down on your stomach to make you clench on his fingers, to feel him taking you apart by the fucking seams.

You couldn’t deny the praise kink. It was definitely there.

“Gonna fuck you so hard when you get this right.” When was a comforting thought amid his fingers curling against your g-spot deliciously— his fingers were hitting your g-spot. “You want that? Wanna get drunk on my cock, darling? Make you walk funny and have the BAU see what I do to you?”

Oh, god, you wanted that. Spencer wanted that too, wanted to feel your pussy in every way possible. The man was whipped for pussy, and with the sloppy way he was devouring yours, you’d say he got drunk on you before you had the chance to go delirious on his cock.

“Spence—” You were so close, it was embarrassing, but you couldn’t help it. But you knew the drill: no coming until you’d given a substantial profile. No coming until the profiler’s block was smashed through by his fingers working that one spot in you that had you seeing stars. “S’ close, can’t — ah, shit — don’t stop. He’s a white m-male, thirties, married possibly with kids, works a job — yes — that he’s not seen in and is a low paying job,” His tongue flattened against your clit, “h-he kills low end m-members of — mm — society because he’s a masochist. T-The p-pain of not going outside of h-his comfort zone feels like a r-release when he kills because he’s inflicting it on himself—” A third finger stretched you open, “Spence, m’ gonna—”

“Come, sweetheart.” Spencer murmured, harshly sucking on your clit to tip the dominos and make you come — hard — and sink into the mattress, your mind wiped clean, eyes rolling back and hips bucking against his mouth, hands roughly gripping your hips and holding you to his mouth so he could lap and swallow everything that you had to offer, every drop of come as he moaned sinfully against you— as if that made matters better.

White vision, satisfied pussy, that’s what Spencer Reid did to you.

And even as your vision was starting to return back to 18/20, the tip of his cock nudged against your cunt, fingers reaching to spread you open.

“Ready, darling?”

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[bi-panicatthedisco]

Random incorrect twst first-year quotes I saved

Deuce: Throw lamps at people who need to lighten up, and throw handles at someone who needs to get a grip!

Ace: Throw a refrigerator at someone who needs to chill!

Yuu: Throw scissors at someone who needs to cut it out!

Jack: Throw a clock at someone who needs to get with the times!

Sebek : Throw matches at someone who needs to get fired up!

Epel: Throw a brick at someone to kill them!

Yuu: Time for plan G.

Jack: Don’t you mean plan B?

Yuu: No, we tried plan B a long time ago. I had to skip over plan C due to technical difficulties.

Epel: What about plan D?

Yuu: Plan D was that desperate disguise attempt half an hour ago.

Sebek : What about plan E?

Yuu: I’m hoping not to use it. Deuce dies in plan E.

Ace: I like plan E.

*when the Squad drops food*

Deuce: Eh, oh well.

Epel: FIVE-SECOND RULE!

Ace: FUCK!

Jack: *just gets more food*

Yuu: *drops to their knees and mourns the food*

Sebek : *eats the food off the ground*

*the Squad at Disneyland, in the teacups*

Sebek, Jack, and Deuce: *spinning a little and talking*

Epel, Ace, and Yuu: *flying past them, spinning as fast as they can, screaming*

Epel: The floor is lava!

Jack: *helps Sebek onto the counter*

Ace: *kicks Deuce off the sofa*

Yuu: *lays on the floor*

Epel: ...Are you okay?

Yuu: No.

Jack: Man, they look like a real handful. How do you deal with them?

Yuu, watching Sebek screaming, Ace trying to set a sleeping Deuce on fire, and Epel choking on air: I don't know either.

Deuce: We need to distract these guys

Ortho: Leave it to me

Ortho: Centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. Discuss.

Yuu, Ace, and Epel: *Immediately begin arguing*

Jack, watching in horror: Oh this. I don’t like this. I don't like this at all.

'Can I copy the homework?'

Ortho: I can help you with it!

Deuce: Yeah, sure.

Yuu: Bold of you to assume I did the homework.

Ace: lol nope.

Epel: Wait, we had homework?!?!?!

Jack: *Read 5:55pm*

Yuu: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat?

Ortho: >:O language

Deuce: Yeah watch your fucking language

Epel: OKAY WHO TAUGHT DEUCE THE FUCK WORD?

Ace: 'The fuck word'.

Sebek: Are you stupid? You guys use the f word all the time

Deuce: Oh my god they censored it

Epel: Say fuck, Sebek.

Ace: Do it, Sebek. Say fuck.

Yuu: Well, aren’t you all a rag-tag group of adventurers with unclear goals and good hearts! Oh, let me guess: you’re out to save the world!

Jack: Well, actually, that sounds like a pretty fair assessment.

Deuce: More or less, I guess...

Ortho: That sounds awesome! Let’s do that!

Epel: I’m new here, but I am open to the concept.

Ace: I thought that’s what we were doing, guys, come on!

Yuu, walking into their house: Hello, people who do not live here.

Ace: Hey.

Deuce: Hi.

Jack: Hello.

Ortho: Hey!

Yuu: I gave you the key to my place for emergencies only!

Epel: We were out of Doritos.

Ortho: Hewwo.

Ace: Hihiiiiii!

Sebek: Greetings, Humans.

Jack: Three kinds of people.

Deuce: I want pudding.

Jack: Four kinds of people.

Yuu: WHAT’S UP FUCKERS?

Jack: Five kinds of people.

Yuu: Would you slap Deuce-

Ace: Yes.

Yuu: I didn't even finish!

Ace: Sorry, continue.

Yuu: Would you slap Deuce for 10 dollars?

Ace: I would do it for free.

Deuce: Rude...

Epel: Remember, when burying a body, make sure to cover it with endangered plants so it’s illegal to dig up!

Epel: Make sure to follow me for more gardening tips!

Grim: Tomorrow’s the Cooking Contest. Yuu always tells me one thing every year. They say, “You might win if you’d stop eating your entry!” But how would I know whether it’s an award-winning dish without tasting it first? This may be a problem humanity will have to grapple with for eternity…

Ace: It’s funny how well you and Sebek get along. Didn’t they hate you at first?

Yuu: Sebek hates everybody at first. It’s their way of reaching out to people.

Deuce: Where's Epel?

Yuu: Don't worry, I'll find them.

Yuu, shouting: Jack sucks!

Epel , distantly: Jack is the best person ever! Fuck you!

Yuu: Found them.

Yuu: I left instructions for everyone while I'm gone.

Grim : Mine just says "Grim no."

Yuu: I want you to apply it to every possible situation.

Yuu: I have an idea.

Jack: A good idea?

Yuu: Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

Ortho: You believe me?

Yuu: Ortho, you’re the last good person on this planet. I‘d believe cartoon birds braided your hair this morning.

Yuu: I give up. I am so tired.

Ace: Get the emergency supply!

Ortho: *carries Grim and places them in front of Yuu*

Grim: *smiles*

Yuu: AND I AM BACK BABY, LET’S GOOO

[lonelystarrs]

𝑫𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆

𝘛𝘰𝘫𝘪 𝘍𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘰 𝘹 𝘍𝘦𝘮𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘹 𝘎𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘶

You were supposed to be a one night stand, nothing more, nothing less. So why were you still around a year later with another edition into the relationship? Who knows, who cares!

Warnings: 18+ MDNI + Toji/Reader established relationship first + poly w Gojo + 3some + f/m only + oral + degradation + soft dom Toji /fluff if you squint + hard dom gojo he gets bratty at the end + the end tho 😮‍💨 + double o for gojo + mentions of suguru + cum play + overstim + gojo being gojo at the end <3 *

It’s funny how things turn out, Satoru thought as he flicked his tongue over your clit, savouring the sweetness of you, enjoying you twitching under him as you ran your fingers through his hair and pressed your feet into his big shoulders.

His fingers gripping tighter around your thighs, shoulder pressing to your ass cheeks with his arms wrapped around your thighs to stop them from closing or pushing him away.

Satoru made sure to leave bruises so Toji knew what had happened whilst he was gone.

Not like it was a secret, but Satoru liked Toji knowing he’d taken advantage to have you to himself on the rare occasion.

It was just over a year ago you were brought into this pent apartment the three boys shared, you were a mere one night stand —just another pretty thing that Toji had brought home after a night out.

Nothing more, nothing less.

At the time.

Satoru remembers the first time he heard your moaning, despite it being muffled as Toji made you see stars whilst he and Suguru played a video game into the late hours of the night.

Despite all that time ago Satoru still thought you sounded so pretty evening more so now as he dragged his name from your lips these days. He waited months of wanting to hear how you’d sound saying it, he wasn’t the most patient of guys y’know and was almost worth the wait, worth him having to hear you through the walls just for Toji.

The older male knew it was getting under Satoru’s skin the more you came over, green eyes never missing how the six eyes looked at you, how his usual smoothness stumbled like a school boy flirting. So Toji made a point to time things just right or even have him walk in on it happening.

“T-Toru that’s it- right there, baby don’t stop-“ blue eyes watched your head tilt back, now no longer watching him eat you out, he knew you just fucking loved watching his tongue swirl around your clit as he held eyes with you, “-fuck you eat pussy so well.”

You babbled as he felt your body start to tense, the muscle under his fingers begin to tremble and he moaned into your cunt, his own hips rutting into the sofa under him trying to fuck himself against it. Your hands combed through his hair, tightening at times not knowing what to do with yourself whilst he put you through bliss.

“Fuck,” he panted into your pussy, exhaling heavily before inhaling again, “-princess you taste so damn good.”

He slurred into you, trying to catch his breath between words and his mouth devouring you, your feet slid down his back, your arched from the bed as he sucked lightly on your clit feeling your body shake.

He wouldn’t have guessed a year later he’d be eating you out like this whilst Toji left, that he’d be keeping you company like this, he didn’t think you’d be getting shared between two men who were known to play the field.

He never guessed how smitten he would be for you, how having you ruined his previous lifestyle of not settling and it admittedly hurt that you still didn’t fully believe it. That you felt more loyalty from fucking Toji than from him.

But he was willing to work for it, ‘cause you were just so fucking worth it when you danced on his tongue like this.

And it all started because of that one night you met Toji, if Suguru hadn’t met you that night when you went to sneak out and spoke about you Satoru might have not taken any notice beyond your pretty moans that night.

You had apparently stumbled into Geto’s bedroom at 4am thinking that was the door to leave, he ended up zipping your dress up properly and making sure you got into the taxi.

Gojo remembers the conversation with Suguru, how he said Toji was punching. How he told Gojo you were the prettiest thing he’d seen for awhile, how he walked with you to the elevator and stood with you at the door until the taxi arrived and you gave him intelligent, witty conversation whilst waiting.

According to Suguru, you were apparently so unusual from Toji’s normal ventures in women.

Satoru remembers the weeks passing, how Toji had his phone on him more than usual, only noticed because he hated the thing, not growing up with one left him less bothered by them.

He remembers how a month had gone and they forgot all about you.

Until the night Satoru had crashed on the sofa, waking to hear those moans again, then watching as you stumbled back through the penthouse to try and leave unnoticed for a second time. Clearly remembering the route instead of stumbling into Suguru’s room again.

This was how Satoru first saw you as you opened the door to leave and the light from outside in the hallway illuminated your face.

Gojo sat up onto his elbows and your back to him, completely unaware of his sleepy presence behind you blue eyes eying up that tight black dress that was quite short, with a little thigh slit spaghetti straps with one falling off your shoulder. He could see the outline of bites along your shoulder and neck.

You really were pretty, even with your smokey eye make up smudged in a way that was endearing, hair tied to a messy bun to try tame the after sex hair.

You opened the door further trying to be quiet as the light from the hallway outside leaked in, once it opened enough for you to squeeze through a hand landed on the door and slammed it shut making you jolt and spin around.

Gojo’s arms straightened immediately, elbows no longer baring his weight and he comically fell back to the couch to avoid being seen, tilting his head slightly so he could still watch.

“Thought you said you’d stay until the morning this time if I made you cum three times on my tongue? Don’t seem to be holding up your end of the deal, sweetheart n’I believe you came four times.”

Gojo could just see you both from his now flat, stiff position on the sofa, his mouth forming into an O like he was watching some spicy drama unfold before him —and boy Gojo did enjoy gossip. Making note of the information to taunt Toji with at some point because when life gives you lemons n’all!

You leaned back against the door, those surprised eyes shifting to to a half hooded look glazed with amusement and you smiled at him as playful as it was, it was brave to come across almost challenging to someone like Toji.

You shrugged and crossed your arms, heels swinging lightly as the straps hung from your fingers.

“I didn’t think you’d miss me so much, you’re adorable.”

Toji clicked his tongue, shifting his weight to one foot as he leaned his weight into the palm resting on the door just above your head.

“Tch, don’t miss ya. Just don’t like someone not holding their side of the deal up.”

You pressed a finger onto his bare chest and leaned forward a bit getting into his space.

“You don’t miss me? Is that why you were telling me off for not texting you?”

“-another thing you never answered. I’ll keep the idea that you lost your phone with my number and got a new one.”

“Wrong~! I just didn’t wanna text you.”

Oh, so that’s why Toji was checking his phone more often? Satoru smirked, rising an eyebrow as he watched you finding himself more intrigued by you, perhaps Suguru was right —you really weren’t Toji’s usual type.

“Yet you still came back to be fucked like a brat.”

“The dick isn’t the problem, the men are.”

“Never text did ya? So you’re never gonna eat your words.”

“Speaking of eating, how good are your pancake skills?”

Toji chuckled and leaned on the door, his forearm now resting above your head as he towered over you, caging you under him.

“Not as good as my tongue, doll. Let me eat that pussy again in the mornin’ and I’ll take you for pancakes, it’s gonna cost though.” Fingers tilted your chin up to him as he lowered himself, “-y’number and address cause we’ll have to get you changed.”

Your hand on his chest flattened and smoothed up his skin to cup the back of his neck.

Even Gojo almost groaned at how you smirked at the man before you whilst you bit your bottom lip keeping eyes with Toji, pulling him down and yourself up closer to him at the same time.

“They better be the best pancakes I’ve ever had and ever will have,”

Your lips pressed to Toji’s in a hot and messy kiss, you moaned as his hands drifted to your ass grabbing it and pressing you against him, before he lifted you, your legs wrapping around his waist, Toji turned and headed back to his room, the kiss never once breaking.

Toji kept you for breakfast and Gojo had to thank him for his stubbornness that night, for getting up and actually sorting your bratty ass out.

Cause that’s how you ended up coming around more, it’s how you eventually ended up under Gojo on the very sofa he’d crashed on that night. Only now he had your knees to your chest as he pressed the head of his dick at your entrance teasingly pushing the head in to watch you stretch to take him.

Your hands had gripped the pillow behind you as he folded you in half, your cum and slick glistening on his chin as his tongue cleaned up what he could on his lips.

“You ready for fun time with Gojo’s penis?”

You sighed heavily turning your eyes up to the ceiling as if praying to some deity.

“Forgive me for finding the endless idiocy of this man endearing.”

“Oi-“ Satoru slapped the head of his dick against your clit earning a hiss and your eyes back on him with a half hearted glare “-only god you should be praying to is me,”

“Satoru just shut up and fuck me before I go dry-“

Being left alone with you seemed like a rarity these days, even though that wasn’t the case it felt more valuable when he was alone with you, it was the only reason he had stayed in the position he was whilst you napped on him.

You were laying on Toji, his thick legs either side of you both flat on the sofa. You were currently asleep on his chest, arms lazily wrapped around his, as you call it, slutty waist.

His arms were folded behind his head, the light from the massive tv danced in patterns a crossed the dark room as the film ran.

He knew you wouldn’t stay awake for it, now he was stuck like this on the sofa fighting his own sleep.

Your face nuzzled into his chest, a satisfying hum leaving you with a dreamy smile.

“Such good tiddies,” you slurred in your sleep, shuffling your body a bit against his.

He snorted a laugh, eyes returning back to watch you nuzzle your face between his pecs

A smirk appeared on his lips, green eyes scanning over that pretty face looking so content buried in his.. tiddies.

“Idiot,” he mumbled, lifting a hand to brush over your cheek, pushing the fallen strands of hair back.

“Insulting me even when I sleep?” You mumbled, pulling your body into a stretch before settling back on him.

Toji grunted and used the opportunity to shift himself under you.

You lifted your head and rested your chin on his chest, opening one eye to look at him sleepily.

“S’the time?”

“Midnight,”

You gasped dramatically and rose up,

“Old man! You shouldn’t be up so late, your poor back tomorrow, I’ll be buying you a zimmer frame.”

“If your fat ass wasn’t sleeping on me-“

“-I’m getting heavy for you? Truly, age is weakening you.”

Toji deadpanned at you before grabbing the back of your head and planting your face against his chest, smothering you. He felt you laughing, muffled by his muscle he smirked, keeping your face from lifting to see it.

You managed to twist your head to the side and dramatically inhaled.

“Death by tiddies won’t look glamorous on my death certificate.”

“Stop being so dramatic, you’re exhausting.” He released your head and let you lift yourself again a pouted now visible in your face and you moved to straddle him. He was shirtless under you because you were wearing his massive black t-shirt, some pathetic excuse of panties underneath and he wore his usual grey lounge joggers.

Your hands planted on his stomach, the muscle tensing under you and your finger tips pressed into his six pack, gently moving them across the deep lines.

He rose an eyebrow as you wiggled your hips against his, he knew what you were looking for and it only made him smirk at you.

“Gotta work harder than that, princess.”

“Oh?”

Your hands gripped the bottom of the shirt, pulling it over your head, bare tits bouncing from the movement.

His hands folded behind his head and he shrugged.

“Meh,”

You pouted, frowning at him childishly, he could see the cogs turning in your head but he wasn’t expecting you to reach down, sliding your fingers down that smooth stomach before disappearing into your pathetic excuse of panties. Lacey and perfectly see through.

He watched your index finger press into your folds and run to your hole, gathering slick before moving back to your clit and rolling a circle over it. Hips twitching, an airy moan leaving you and he watched the pink dust over your cheeks, eyes half hooded as you dropped your gaze to his chest.

Strands of hair fell from your shoulders, framing your face as he watched your body reacting to your finger working against your clit. Your breathing picked up, your hips began moving in time with your finger.

Toji’s hands flexed behind his head, jaw tensing as he fought himself to reach out for you. Your other hand tugged at his sweats and he lifted his hips, it was a skill in itself on how you managed to shimmy them down just enough to release his dick with one hand whilst straddling him.

That finger on your clit never stopping as he watched it between your folds.

Your next move however did draw a grunt from him, pushing your panties aside you pressed your wet slit to his hardening length and dragged yourself along it. The airy, whiny moan that left you made his cock flex against your pussy.

“You dreamin’ about dick or somethin’? She’s damn drooling, fuck.”

Green eyes fixed to watching the length of his thick 9 inch dick gliding between your folds, quickly drenching it in slick that he could see it glinting from the light of the tv.

Dick flexing again under you, completely acting on its own as you rolled yourself fucking stunningly against his cock that was sandwiched between your cunt and his stomach as you humped yourself on it.

Your soft pants in the room, the tv dulling out as he focused on you.

He snorted a laugh when you reached down, lifting yourself up to press the head of his cock against that tight hole.

“You ain’t gonna manage that sweetheart.”

Your hand braced against his stomach and despite his taunt you lowered yourself, his thick head pushing through that tight ring and he felt it actually damn well pop as it pushed through.

He exhaled heavily, hands balling into fists behind his head and he glared at you, your cocky stubbornness was always fun to watch but it always bugged him how you thought you’d manage without him.

Toji was a dom through and through, he’d let you have fun for his own amusement until he had enough.

“Not gonna beg for my help huh?”

“Fuck you, Toji.”

“Feel free, I hope you can fuck that dick,”

He watched you struggle, you sank down slowly and you made it half way before you huffed. Your hand against his stomach curling into a fist in frustration.

“Fuck, you’re so thick.”

Surprise was shown from both you and Toji as a hand wrapped around your neck from behind, the other gripping your hair and pulling your head back. Lips crashing into yours in an upside down kiss so passionate and hungry you moaned into it, cunt clenching around Toji.

Gojo hummed into the kiss, greedily shoving his tongue into your mouth and squeezing your throat lightly.

“You look like you need some help,” his lips moved against yours, shifting his leg he bent it and pushed between Toji’s and the back of the sofa to give himself even balance and position to be directly behind you, his other foot braced on the floor.

Satoru’s hands slid down your body, one moved to the front to press against your clit spread open from Toji’s ridiculously thick dick, causing you to moan against his mouth. The other gripped your hip and started to push you down, finger on your clit rolling to distract you.

Blue eyes stared at green, Toji’s mouth formed into a sneer, eyes hardening on blue at Gojo interfering with his little lesson in you trying to be so cock sure, literally.

But fuck wasn’t it hot watching Satoru push you down to take him, feeling your pussy stretch to his girthy dick. Gojo’s mouth working against yours in a wet, messy kiss, your hands moving to grip his hair behind you and hold onto him.

The distraction was working, Toji felt you loosen up to swallow his cock to the hilt and he groaned when your warm walls hugged him. He could feel your slick running down his balls and ass, he could see Satoru’s finger running fast but light circles on your clit.

“You gonna ride him? You want my help right?” You nodded dumbly against his mouth, he chuckled against yours.

“You’re such a good girl,” his other hand left your clit so both were resting on your hips, Satoru guided you up Toji’s cock before slamming you back down. Both men heard the breath hitch in your throat, his previous gentle, caring actions and words led you into a false sense of security.

“C’mon then, ride him don’t let us down now,”

The lack of attention to your clit was short lived, Toji finally moved an arm so his thumb could press against the hardened bundle of nerves. He watched your body jolt, your hips rolling and the dips from Satoru’s fingers as he gripped your hips tighter.

“Suggest you hold onto something,” Your head finally tilted back to Toji, his deep voice filtering through but it’s his words that catch your attention.

The pink now intense across your cheeks and nose, eyes all glassy and looking at him like he was the centre of your universe.

Satoru pushed you forward so he could look down with a perfect view of Toji stretching and filling your pussy.

Your hands gripped Toji’s huge biceps, tensed under you as his hands now both gripped your thighs to hold you still.

Green eyes looked over your shoulder to meet Satoru’s.

“Hold her,”

“What?” You questioned, the trace of worry in your eyes at you looked at Toji like a doe in the headlights.

Satoru squeezed your hips, green eyes met yours and Toji smirked at you.

He withdrew before slamming back into you, the wet slap echoed around the room, his warning thrust made your breath hitch before he started to fucking rut into you.

Your nails dug into his muscle, Satoru’s grip stopping you from moving in any way and Toji’s hands on your thighs restricting you further.

“Wanna get fucked dumb mmm?”

You nodded dumbly, Toji giving a hard, sharp thrust.

“Use your words,”

“Y-Yeah, fucked dumb-“ you slurred, voice jolting with each thrust and his dick kissing your cervix. You felt too full, Satoru keeping your hips pinned, Toji holding your legs left no room for him to fully slide from you. The constant short, hard fast thrusts of his dick punching into you, keeping you full quickly stirred the heat pooling in your stomach. He was pounding your g spot, hitting it within seconds of filling you and at this angle, folded so close over him the hilt of his dick was rubbing your clit.

Toji could feel you clenching around him, his own breathing becoming laboured and he worked his body to see you both through stars.

“Gonna cum already? Can feel that pussy suckin’ me in,”

“Hell, you’re taking his dick so well.” Satoru chimed in, confirming his words as blue eyes literally watched your pussy sucking Toji’s dick back in. Hearing that wet squelch of your cunt, the slapping of skin as Toji fucked you until you went crossed eyed, slurring words they could barely understand.

“Keep slurring n talkin’ all dumb like that doll, fuck this cunts so fucking good.” Toji growled out, he sounded feral, slamming harder into you.

“That’s it, fuckin’ let go, give it up.”

“T-T I’m gonna -you’re gonna make me-“

The noise that left you as you came made Satoru groan behind you, your oussy pulsing around Toji’s dick, you sunk forward into Toji, burying your face into his neck. In return he turned his head, one hand rising to run through your hair and grip it, twisting your head to press his lips to yours, mashing them together messily and desperately as he groaned into your mouth swallowing your noises.

Satoru pouted behind you, briefly taking his eyes from your cum forming around Toji’s cock as he used it to fuck you.

Toji was mumbling against your lips, something Satoru couldn’t hear from his place above the the loud skin slapping and cum drooling cunt being fucked just under him.

His green eyes focused on you, your forehead against his, his hand in your hair keeping you close and in place, talking you through something and Satoru watched as you melted for him.

“Breathe,”

“I can’t- it’s too much, you’re-“

“You can, you’re gonna take it. You wanted this so finish what you started.”

“Toji-“

“Breathe. Gotta let me cum sweetheart, this pretty pussy too fucking good to stop, you gonna help me cum yeah? Fill you up?”

You nodded dumbly, his soft dom melting you like it always did when he was like this with you.

His eyes scanned your face, Satoru’s hands left you and Toji moved in quickly, his arms hooking under yours, crossing over your shoulders, one hand remained in your hair then other cradled the back of your neck. Your hands ran through his hair. His feet planted against the sofa, keeping your forehead against his he locked eyes with you as he started to fuck upwards.

Satoru pulled at his boxers, releasing his cock as it slapped loudly against his stomach. A hand reaching out to collect the slick and cum from your inner thigh using it to rub his head, a hiss leaving him as he mixed his pre with it before fisting himself, blue eyes focused on your pussy being stretched and fucked before him.

He did notice the position Toji had put you in, ignoring the jealousy of how fucking intimate it looked.

You didn’t fuck just anyone like that. It was close, messy and focused.

Fushiguro was watching you like you were feeding his soul, those green eyes glassy with something he’d never really seen in Toji. That usual hardness broke, despite his brutal fucking and harsh words it broke under that stupid fucking look in his eyes.

“I’m cummin’ Toji fuck that’s it, fuck-yeah, there! There!”

His huge arms tightened around you, biceps bulging as they hugged you so tight like he was trying to merge your souls together. His hand cradling your neck tightened as he moaned out to you, cumming around his cock for a second time —this time though you brought him with you.

“Shit-“

His hips pinned up to yours, toes curling against the sofa as his stomach spasmed coating your insides. His hips fell back against the sofa, a heavy exhale leaving him as you panted above him, light tremors starting through your body.

“Oi,” a cooler hand skimmed over your ass, up your spine and grabbing your hair to pull you back from Toji, Satoru met his eyes “-suggest you pull out, else she’s getting double stuffed.”

Satoru’s spare hand gripped your hip and encouraged you to lift from Toji, his cock slipping out with a wet, cum soaked slap to his stomach.

“Shit, what a sloppy girl you are~”

Gojo eyed your dripping, swollen hole clenching around nothing, quickly guiding the head of his dick to your entrance to stop anything coming out.

“I’ll just use his cum to fuck you huh? Thanks for warming her up-“ Gojo taunted, that cocky grin on his face as he slapped his hand across your ass watching it jiggle.

Toji seen you wince despite the moany breath that left you as Satoru bullied his cock to the hilt without any adjustment, filling you again. Your hands curled against Toji’s chest and he felt you tremble above him.

“Yeah use it-“ Toji folded his hands behind his head again, sitting back to watch. Green eyes drinking you in as you jolted forward with every wet slap and thrust, tits bouncing against his as Satoru started his round of fucking you over him, “-not like y’have a choice, you’ll never know her pussy without it, brat.”

Satoru clicked his tongue, hands grabbing at yours and lifted you from Toji’s chest, crossing your wrists over your lower back he used it as leverage of his thrusts and burying himself to the hilt, your ass bouncing with each nasty thrust, being forced to moan over Toji.

“S’fine old man, she’ll need someone younger to keep up in the long run huh?”

“Will you - hah, fuck - will you both just stop bickering like little girls.”

Toji rose an eyebrow, Satoru paused his thrusting, the silence was heavy for a few seconds as everything stilled until a chuckle echoed from Satoru’s throat, crawling behind it was his playful taunt, laced with some spite.

“Shall we show him what we discovered you can do whilst he was away? Seein’ as you got some energy left over? The old man really ain’t packing a punch so much these days.”

“‘Toru no, plea-“

“Nuh-uh!” Satoru pulled you up, the arch in your back was uncomfortable as your ass pressed into his lower stomach, his cock still buried to the hilt. Pressing a quick kiss to your cheek he moved to whisper down your ear.

“I’m gonna make you squirt all over him, it was this angle that made ya do it, right?”

His hand crawled to cradle your throat, tilting your head back to him so he could messily kiss you and hold you in place, the awkwardness of it soon faded as he started to thrust again, your cunt squelching with each wet plap, plap, plap.

Satoru panted against your mouth, between kissing, eyes turning to meet green watching with some kind of pissed off curiosity.

“Wasn’t gonna show you this, wanted to keep it to m’self a lil longer -fuck, stop clenching me so hard-“

“Hah- I can’t help it, feels s’good-“

“Yeah? You full of my dick princess? Like getting spread open like this in front of him?”

You nodded against his mouth, lips messily kissing at you between words and breathy moans, pussy sucking in his cock, the tip hitting that soft spot in you that built up a tension you’d only discovered last week.

The thought of being fucked so hard you squirted over Toji was only making you clench around Satoru as he fucked you into bliss, fucking his cock up into you so smoothly you started to go cross eyed.

“Y-Yeah,” you nodded dumbly, “-yes, I wanna cum ‘Toru, like other day,”

“I think you deserve it, c’mon you know how to do it,”

His voice was heavy, breathy and it sounded like he was working his entire body into fucking you like this, his hand started to tremble around your throat, his thrusts starting to turn sloppy. Lips meeting your neck he moaned against your skin, rolling his hips so beautifully against your ass you bucked back, body jolting as you began to shake.

“Baby, please, gotta cum, m’so close-“ his whiny moan was only for you, never would his pride allow Toji to hear it, murmuring it into your neck to make sure. Toji had all but zoned out, watching Satoru’s dick spreading you open, the small bulge forming in your stomach each time he thrust into you.

Your body shaking, tits bouncing with each nasty thrust and watching you like this made any possessiveness he had melt away.

He didn’t speak, he didn’t reach for you despite his cock rock solid against his stomach again, drooling pre into the deep lines of his six pack and flexing against it.

He’d wait for you to reach out, because that’s how he always got back at Satoru.

“F-F-Fuck, your pussy is so tight like this, your pulsin’ baby, y’gonna do it for us?”

You nodded

“M’close, Toru- don’t stop, m’gonna, harder Satoru fuck harder!”

“You sadistic little-“ he cut himself off to angle himself better so he could slam his cock up into you, delivering short hard punches until he felt you tense, “-yeah, that’s it, squirt on him, hah-fuck- fuck - squirt on him baby, show him how well you take cock.”

He felt your moany scream against the palm of his hand as it vibrated through your throat, he tightened it knowing you liked a light choking to see you over the edge.

He whispered a breathy praise into your ear, smirking against your skin as he watched Toji’s reaction.

“Atta girl, there it is, such a good girl f’me.”

“Holy shit-“ Toji’s eyes widened as he watched you squirt clear fluid over his stomach, past his chest to his chin the view didn’t last long before Satoru pushed you down onto Toji, blindly chasing his own release as you were forced to moan like something unholy between them. Your body shaking, tears spilling down your cheeks as you sobbed a moany beg.

“I can’t-Toru I can’t anymore- fuck, fuck m’gonna cum again!”

You went silent as your eyes crossed, body convulsing between the two men, cumming so hard you almost felt like you were going to pass out, clenching so hard around Satoru it nearly pushed him out.

“Tryin’ to push me out huh? Heh, good fucking luck, you have no idea how deep I am in ya, bet Toji could see that bulge in your stomach.”

Satoru’s heavy panting above you, sweat dripped down his forehead as he fucked you so hard from behind he went blind to everything else around him. Only watching his cock sinking into you, covered in cum from you and Toji, the lewd squelching and feeling your squirt dripping down his thighs.

“Fuck! You drive me- baby you- shit m’gonna cum, f-fuck you’re so sloppy, gonna take it princess? Yeah you are, ah f-f-uccckk.”

Satoru babbled as he arms wrapped around your waist folding over you, hips bucking into you sporadically as he cum so hard he whined into your neck.

“Hah- M’still cumming, don’t clench like th-fuck m’gonna cum again.”

He groaned deeply into your skin, one hand leaving to brace his weight on to the sofa, his arm shaking as his hips kept bucking sloppily. You clenched around him, rolling your hips back trying to fuck your self back into him, just to hear that whiney moan from him again and he gave it freely. Arms tightening around you as he released another heavy load that filled you so much it spilled from your plugged pussy.

“Look at you,” Toji’s had cupped your chin, lifting you to look at him, he gave a soft hum at your glassy, half hooded eyes that practically had hearts in them. Hair stuck to your face, pink bloomed across your cheeks as you panted trying to gain back some consciousness.

“Shit sweetheart, just keep impressin’ me. Took it so well,” his thumb swiped your bottom lip, tilting his head to rest in the huge bicep of his arm still behind his head, “-you sore?”

You nodded, whimpering as Satoru shifted behind you, shakily lifting himself back from you, still keeping you plugged with his softening dick.

Toji’s eyes drifted to your swollen lips, his thumb gliding over the bottom one again, noticing you start to shake above him.

“Hmm, s’get a bath yeah?” You nodded, eyes lighting up at his request, his green eyes hardened as he looked over your shoulder at Satoru “-oi, you, get her somethin’ sweet before she passes out.”

“Eh?! I wanna have a bath, you get her summit sweet been laying on your ass!”

“Had ya chance the last week, do it else I’m takin’ her with me next few times I go.”

“See this is what I get f’being nice and showing ya.”

You sighed heavily at the bickering, wondering how easily you could get one of them to wear a gag, Toji was an absolute no, Satoru however would be a little more easy to convince, especially if you told him Toji was too chicken to do it.

Satoru huffed, pulling from you letting a thick mess of cum spill from your swollen cunt he stood at stretched acting oblivious to the mess he just caused.

“Satoru! You’ll ruin the damn sofa!”

“Huh? Who’s Satoru?”

“Toru!” You growled out, correcting it as you sat up trying to at least stop the mess, only pooling on Toji’s stomach to mix with everything else.

“Hi princess,”

“Get a towel or something!”

“I gotta get you summit sweet first, remember?”

Toji wasn’t sure where you got the audacity to say they bickered like little girls when you clearly never heard your own bickering with Gojo.

Toji sighed, grimacing at the warm, wet pooling on his stomach as it started to dry out in places.

Looks like he’s joining you in the bath.

©pharix/lonelystarrs 2023 permission is not given to repost, translate or post anywhere else.

Yes this is a rewrite of my previous post of this. I edited the whole story on my ao3 and never got around to posting here, so he’s a snippet that can be read as a stand alone! I added extra gojo section at the end on this tho 😈

[johnwickluva]

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nsfw (and/or sfw) alphabet with jc

John Constantine (2005) NSFW alphabet.

AN: he’s a complex man but lowkey a hoe

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

John’s used to just getting up and leaving. If you’re dating though, he’ll let you lay on his chest while he smokes a cigarette and drags his fingers up and down your arm. Maybe he’ll even kiss the top of your head

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

John’s not a respectful man, he will say to your face he loves your boobs (small or large). He’s a breast guy but he can appreciate some ass too. Secretly deep down he loves your whole figure and eyes.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

There’s something so sexy about cumming in your mouth, especially when you stick your tongue out and show him. It’s so nasty he can’t help but get hard again. He likes to pet your head as you swallow and then kiss you slowly and deep.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Constantine loves getting his ass ate while you jerk him off. He was a bit skeptical about it at first and now he never wants to go back. If you were to tell someone he would VEHEMENTLY say you’re lying until he eventually just spits out “don’t knock it till you try it”

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Pretty experienced from one night stands. Constantine has too much pride to leave a person unsatisfied so he makes sure he knows what he’s doing.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

On your hands and knees on the bed or over the counter or the sink or the couch. Constantine just loves this position, he’ll really only do missionary if he’s with someone he really likes. He also loves letting someone ride him while he smokes a cigarette.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Constantine is just an asshole. Sex is very intimate whether you want it to be or not, he’s gotta keep some walls up. If you count his mocking comments as goofy then he’s hella goofy.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

This man does not shave or care you will take him how he is. Constantine has more important things to worry about.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Again he’s an asshole. Constantine doesn’t do romance or true intimacy. If you’re a one night stand, good luck getting him to kiss you or trying to keep him in the bed longer than a minute. If you’re a significant other he’ll show random acts of affection like nuzzling his head against you or laying his forehead on your shoulder/ forehead. He’s a very giving lover though for someone who is only thinking about their orgasm in the long run.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Why would Constantine jack off when he can go find a beautiful partner to fulfill that need? Sometimes he does though and he’s loud. Since it’s just him he doesn’t have to hide how good he feels.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Definitely Degradation. He won’t really go too far or he’ll make his own stomach and conscious hurt but he’ll coo in your ear about how your pleasure is funny to him and talk to you like you’re dumb. It’s another thing that lets him keep his walls up.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Any bed. Though he’s not against a quick fuck in an alleyway.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Any kind of mean flirting. Constantine loves when someone can match his freak. Be a little nasty or blunt to him and he’ll be head over heels in love and ready to fuck.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything really dirty and gross. Constantine has one rule and it’s anything he does to you, you can do back to him. He would never do anything he wouldn’t be willing to try himself.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Constantine loves receiving oral. Just being able to throw his arms around the back of the couch or grab a fist full of your hair. He’s a bit rough when he gets lost in the pleasure and actually moans more when being sucked off than when he’s actually having sex.

Constantine also knows he’s really good at giving it. He’s very talented with his mouth and fingers together. It’s like a game for him, see how many times he can make you come before you’re telling him you can’t possibly take anymore.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Hard, fast and rough. Constantine kinda gets lost in the moment. He just does what his body wants him to do, thankfully every time it’s pleasurable as well for his partner. He’ll go fast just to slow down when you’re close, messing with you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Loves them. Constantine finds them so hot. They’re quick and he gets off and then you’re on your way. It also turns him on thinking about how you’d be walking down the street having just been fucked by him. He wonders if you’re still thinking about it when you’re at the grocery store. If you can still feel it when you bend down to grab something. Can anyone smell it… smell him on you? It drives him crazy.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Yeah Constantine will try things but nothing too extreme. He has a conscience and doesn’t want to do anything that will leave him feeling bad or guilty after it. This kinda ties into N with his rule, you both have to be enthusiastic about the risk.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

A good two long rounds for himself. Constantine more likes to make sure the person he’s with is literally shaking and can only remember his name when they’re done. It adds to his own pleasure (ego boost). He can only come twice before he’s too sensitive to do anything else.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Constantine loves vibrators that he can watch you use on yourself. He’ll talk dirty to you while you arch your back and moan from the vibrations on your clit. If he’s really feeling it he’ll hold the vibratior against you himself until you’re begging him to stop

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Split 50/50 he teases the hell out of you if you’re dating. Slowing his thrusts when you’re close, verbally teasing you with his words… If you’re not, he doesn’t have time for all of that. It’s right to the point.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Loud when he jerks off alone but quiet when he’s with someone else. One night thing and he’s only grunting and groaning. If you have the privilege of dating him he’ll actually moan out quite softly and frequently.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

In relationships Constantine likes a bit of roleplay. Especially when he’s the patient and you’re the doctor. It’s the one time he’ll actually let you take control. He also loves lingerie. Anything that makes you look prettier than you already are. He’ll buy you what he likes and you know it’ll be expensive (somehow).

Constantine also loves dirty talk.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Big dick… it’s always the ones like him who have a big dick. Emotionally unavailable…. Asshole… mysterious. I just know he’s packing. He’s definitely a grower, shocking you with his size when he’s fully hard.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Pretty average but also a bit on the higher side. Constantine loves sex but can control himself. Has a lot more of it in a relationship because you’re there and there’s a lot of alone time, but besides that he’ll probably do a one night stand whenever it comes up.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Constantine doesn’t fall asleep. He’s either getting up to leave or he’s smoking a cigarette. One time he fell asleep after sex in a relationship and shot up so fast he almost fell off the bed, until he realized that was normal.

Sex gives him an adrenaline boost though he can’t help but love going to bed later that night alone or with you feeling relaxed.

[copias-girl]

To Catch a Cardinal: Chapter V

Song recommendation for this fic!

Chapter I, Chapter II, Chapter III, Chapter IV

A/N: Here’s another one for you guys! This is sooo high school cafeteria vibes 💀

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“He’s such a disgusting little rat.” Sister Emily growled, poking her spoon into her food, seemingly annoyed by the Cardinal’s mere existence.

“He’s such a disgusting little rat.” Sister Emily growled, poking her spoon into her food, seemingly annoyed by the Cardinal’s mere existence.

“I know right? He’s just… such a pathetic dork.” Lilith agreed.

You felt a scowl growing on your face as you took another bite of cream-of-whatever soup. Celery, you think it was. But who could pay attention to the soup with the vile conversation around you?

“Kinda creepy too. He seems like a weirdo, ya know?” Mable added, gesturing with her spoon.

“Yeah I totally get that vibe too! I mean, anyone who keeps rats as pets must be kind of weird, right? He’s like… one of those creepy loners.” Ava giggled.

“Exactly! I bet those rats are his only friends.” Emily laughed. “You know, he’s kind of like a car crash. Awful to watch but you just can’t seem to look away.”

“Why do you guys hate him so much? I don’t get it.” You interjected, setting your spoon down and looking at your friends expectantly.

They stopped talking, glancing over to you before their eyes flicked to one another.

“What, like you don’t? I mean.. come on.” Mable scoffed.

“No, I don’t hate him at all, Mable. He hasn’t done anything to make anyone hate him.” You responded. “I actually think he’s really sweet.” You added, earning a barrage of incredulous scoffs from the other sisters.

“Ew, don’t even say that! He’s disgusting and stupid!” Emily shook her head indignantly. “He’s so clumsy and honestly he’s just painful to be around, always dropping things and st-st-st-stuttering like a f-f-fucking idiot.” She scoffed. “I can’t believe you’re wasting your time being nice to him when you could be spending time with Rob. He really likes you, y’know.”

“Ugh, I know! You’re so lucky. Satan only knows what we’d do to be in your position. Rob is so hot!” Ava sighed dreamily.

“I’m not wasting my time being nice to Copia…” You scoffed, not even knowing what the reasoning was behind that. “And honestly? Rob is just a-“

“Hey, girls!” Rob’s flirtatious tone sounded above the chatter in the dining hall, causing you to roll your eyes as you cut yourself off.

He tried to pull out the chair next to you, but you placed your hand on the seat to stop him from sitting. “Sorry, I’m saving this seat.” You stated simply. Rob only shrugged, walking to the other side of the long table to sit across from you.

“Who are you saving it for? Seems like the gang’s all here.” He asked, not even hiding the fact that he was checking you out.

“Cardinal Copia.” You responded casually, causing Rob to chuckle, as if it was some sort of joke.

“Is something funny?” You asked, growing irritated.

“Oh, you’re actually serious??” He snorted. “You know, between you and me, I don’t think Copia needs a chair. More like a giant rat trap.” He said, causing your friends to burst out laughing.

“That’s a rotten thing to say.” You frowned.

“Aw, come on, sweet cheeks, don’t be mad. Rob smiled. “Hey, when are you gonna hang out with me, by the way? I’d like to get to know you better.”

“Um, we should all hang out!” Lilith suggested eagerly, the other sisters nodding rapidly in agreement.

“Don’t worry, ladies, there’s enough of me to go around! How about after lunch?” Rob grinned, but you only protested.

“No no, I’ll be busy, I have to work on Latin translations!” You made up an excuse. You were so preoccupied trying to avoid getting roped into hanging out with Rob, that you didn’t even notice Copia meandering into the dining hall with his little tray of soup.

He didn’t see you, instead going around to various tables to try to find a place to sit, but getting denied at all of them. Some of the siblings made up excuses like saving the seat for someone else, but others only gave him a dirty look and blatantly told him to go elsewhere.

“Sorry, no losers allowed.” A sister snapped, her whole table stifling laughter at Copia’s embarrassed expression.

“O-okay, eh, sorry..” He nodded timidly.

Your eyes widened as you recognized that pitiful little accent, immediately turning and spotting him.

“Cardinal!” You shouted, waving him over. “I saved you a seat!”

Almost everyone in the dining hall looked shocked that you wanted Copia to sit next to you, muttering amongst themselves about what someone like you could possibly want with someone like him.

A shy yet grateful smile found its way onto the Cardinal’s face as he began making his way to you. You sighed dreamily, gazing at him so fondly that you didn’t even catch what Rob was murmuring to Emily.

Just as Copia was passing Emily, she turned and stuck her foot out, tripping the man and causing him to fall forward, landing hard on the cold marble floor, soup spilling everywhere.

The poor man was stunned, barely registering what had even happened. After a few moments, he slowly picked himself up to sit on his knees, his gloved hands still firmly planted on the floor in front of him as his eyes were trained down at the spilled soup.

The whole dining room grew silent, except for judgemental whispers and hushed laughter.

The Cardinal felt tears welling heavy in his eyes at the humiliation, his heart aching as he heard the cruel comments and jokes from Rob and your friends. He always tried to remain positive and unfazed by the way he was treated, but in this moment he realized how much he was truly hated by everyone.

You were appalled; standing up so fast that your chair fell backwards as you knelt down next to Copia.

“Cardinal! Cardinal are you alright?” You asked, placing a hand on his shoulder, but he was unresponsive, still in shock.

You scowled at your friends with hellfire in your eyes. “He could be Papa one day, you know!” You shouted.

They looked surprised at your anger, but didn’t show one ounce of remorse.

“Yeah, I really don’t think so.” Emily replied, seemingly amused.

You shook Copia gently, trying to get him to snap out of it. He blinked a few times, swallowing hard as you brought him out of his daze. But instead of responding to you, he only rushed to his feet and began scurrying out of the dining hall as quickly as he could, shoulders hunched in shame, cheeks reddened from humiliation as tears glittered in his mismatched eyes.

“Cardinal!” You called after him, ready to chase him down before turning to your friends.

“How could you?” You spat, not waiting for a response as you ran after Copia.

You caught up with him just as he turned the corner, his steps growing faster and faster.

“Cardinal, wait!” You caught his sleeve, pulling him to slow down. He stopped just enough for you to push him up against the wall, caging him in so he couldn’t run away from you. It broke your heart, the way he refused to meet your gaze, the way slow tears began rolling down his flushed cheeks as his lower lip quivered.

“Cardinal..” You pressed yourself against him, getting soup all over yourself too but you could hardly care, not when you were pulling his trembling form into you, cradling the back of his head with your hand.

He sniffled into your shoulder, weakly trying to escape your grasp so you wouldn’t have to see him like this; a broken man.

“Please don’t cry, Cardinal. Just- Look at me. Please.” You cupped his face in your hands, caressing his tear-stained cheeks. He finally did, then, pulling away just enough to look you in the eyes.

“Everything’s alright, Cardinal. Are- are you hurt?” Your voice soothed him.

The poor man shook his head no, his gaze flicking down to where your bodies were touching one another.

“Oh no, I… M-mi dispiace, I… I got soup all over you too.” He sighed in deep disappointment, as if it was his own fault; the lines on his forehead deepening with guilt and worry.

You lifted his chin with a gentle finger, shaking your head. “It doesn’t matter, I don’t care.”

“Leave me, Sorella, go back to your amici.” Copia leaned his head back against the wall, staring up at the ceiling before closing his eyes as more tears threatened to spill.

“Not a chance.” You shook him softly, getting the man to look at you once more.

“But-”

“Listen to me, Cardinal.” You brought your hands up to his face once more, wiping his tears away with your thumbs before they could streak his eye paint too horribly. “We’re going to go upstairs, get cleaned up, and change. And then we’re going to come back down here in time for dessert, alright?”

Panic flashed on Copia’s face as he began shaking his head and stuttering. “N-no, I… I-I can’t face them, Sorella.”

“I’ll be with you. I won’t leave your side, Cardinal, and we’ll act like nothing happened. You’ll see, it’ll be okay, I promise.” You reassured him, pulling him into a comforting hug as you pressed your cheek against his.

“Sorella, they-” He sighed, worrying his lower lip between his teeth. “Maybe they are right about me…” He pulled away just enough to look into your eyes, shrugging hopelessly before averting his gaze.

“Well, my opinion of you is very favourable, Cardinal. So you shouldn’t believe a word they say.” Your hands smoothed up up up his chest, finding purchase on his shoulders and causing his breath to hitch at your touch and your words. He almost couldn’t believe his ears, that you of all people would think kindly of him. You were such a wonderfully nice girl, so he heavily suspected you were just trying to cheer him up, too sweet to admit out loud that he really was just a pathetic loser.

But that’s where Copia was wrong; you did acknowledge the fact that he was a pitiful, unloved, strange little rat man. But that’s exactly what got you going. That’s exactly the thing that kept you up at night, writhing around in your bed with your hand between your legs as you quietly mewled out his name.

“So, what do you say? Dessert?” You prompted him, softly rubbing the tension out of his shoulders.

The poor thing only nodded, eyes wide and lower lip flushed from biting it too much. Now that he had calmed down, Copia was suddenly shy and overwhelmed at the close proximity between the two of you.

“Good.” You nodded, satisfied with his decision, taking his hand in yours as you walked towards the stairs together.

You refused to let the other siblings win. You refused to let them drive Copia out with their cruelty. If he gave in, letting their bullying chase him off, he would let them have their victory.

But you, well, you had your own brand of cruelty that you enjoyed inflicting on the man. You loved watching him squirm, looking like a deer in the headlights as you subtly drove him deeper into insanity. Satan, the more everyone made fun of Copia, the more you wanted him; his woeful paltriness igniting such a strong desire deep in your core. It made you want to fuck him in front of everyone; right in front of everyone who had ever called him names and laughed at him. Maybe you would. Maybe you’d beg him to bend you over the dessert table and fuck you dumb, taking his cock until you forgot your own name.

Deep in thought, the two of you silently made your way up the stairs, stopping when you came to Copia’s quarters.

“I’m gonna go change and I’ll meet you back here, okay? My room isn’t far.” You told him, earning a nervous nod and a timid “Okie dokie…”

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You stripped down, tossing your habit in the hamper before looking through your closet for another one to wear. Humming to yourself, you selected one that you had been meaning to wear more often, pulling it out and slipping it on.

It was tight, fitting you like a glove. The skirt was floor-length, flaring out slightly, with a ridiculously high slit on both legs. The habit itself had long sleeves and was low cut, but it had a crimson nun’s bib collar which covered your shoulders and neck, almost making it look like you had a peekaboo hole to show off your cleavage. On the neckpiece sat a diamond-encrusted grucifix, dangling from the collar. Also, this habit had red trim everywhere: lining the two leg slits, the hem, the cuffs on your wrists. Also, the whole inside of the skirt was red, so whenever you walked, the flowing fabric showed off the shock of gorgeous rich crimson.

It even had its own matching habit with red trim, and a red grucifix embroidered on the back, so you swapped yours out for that. It looked absolutely exquisite, you were a vision in black and red. You smirked in the mirror, almost fearing that poor Copia would suffer a heart attack at the mere sight of you.

Once you were finished dressing, you hurried back to his room, hoping he hadn’t changed his mind.

As if on cue, the Cardinal stepped out of the room, wearing his red cassock and biretta. A quiet little gasp tumbled from your lips. You had only ever seen him in his black cassock, so this was a real treat.

“Cardinal…” You greeted him, a lilt of flirtatiousness in your tone as you sauntered up to him.

He looked at you, mismatched eyes widening as he did a double take.

“S-S-Sorella..!” Copia gasped, his gaze darting all around, desperately trying not to gawk at you. But Lucifer knows it was hard; you were sex on legs. Looking at you without thinking sinful thoughts was an impossible task.

“Is something wrong, Cardinal? Do I look bad?” You feigned worry, batting your thick eyelashes innocently as you approached him.

“N-no, not at all…! You, eh, y-you look… very, very nice, Sorella…” He stammered, wringing his hands in front of him, heart hammering in his chest as you placed a dainty little hand on his arm.

“Thank you, Cardinal.” You were so coy, twirling a lock of hair around your finger. “You look quite… ravishing in red.” You bit your lip, looking him up and down while toying with the hem of his pellegrina.

“T-thank you…” Copia swallowed nervously as he couldn’t help staring at you, his burning cheeks deeply flushed to match his cassock.

“Ready?” You asked, taking his arm.

The Cardinal nodded, and together you made your way back to the dining hall.

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Before turning the corner to enter the hall, you felt Copia slowing down beside you, his anxiousness growing at the thought of facing the siblings once more. He felt like a rat reentering the serpents’ den.

You gave his arm a comforting squeeze, turning to look at him. “I’m right here.” You assured him.

Those beautifully odd eyes were so big sorrowful as they stared back at you. He was biting his lip again, looking like he had something to say to you.

“Sorella… Ehm.. You said that… You said that I could be Papa one day? What did you mean by that?” Copia asked, confused.

“You never know, Cardinal. I believe in you.” You replied, eyes soft and dreamy as you gazed at him.

After a moment of soaking in your words, Copia nodded, still not quite understanding why you were being so nice to him. However, he trusted you fully as the both of you finally entered the dining room once more, just in time for dessert like you had planned.

Every head in that whole damn dining hall whipped towards you, mouths falling open and eyes widening as they took in the stunning sight of you and your Cardinal. You hadn’t even coordinated your habit to match his cassock, but Lucifer below, the two of you looked like you stepped out of a delicious cherry and black liquorice dream.

The hall was silent, the clicking of your heels echoing as you strolled over to your seat. You could tell Copia was extremely nervous with the way everyone was staring, but you allowed your confidence to encompass the both of you, giving his arm another little reassuring squeeze to remind him that you weren’t going to let him drown.

The Cardinal may have been painfully awkward, but he was still a gentleman, pulling your chair out for you before sitting next to you.

“Well, don’t stop on our accord.” You looked to your friends, who were still in awe of you in that habit, and also surprised to see Copia having returned.

“Where… Um, where did you get that habit? I don’t think those are issued out by the ministry.” Emily asked. It looked like she wanted to be angry about how spectacular it looked on you, but she was just too surprised.

“Oh this? It was a gift, from Papa. He had it made for me.” You shrugged nonchalantly, grabbing two coffee cups for you and Copia.

Emily’s mouth opened to speak but no words came out at first. “R-really? He… had it made especially for you?”

“Yeah, isn’t that so sweet of him? He came into my room and even took my measurements himself.” You casually wove the image into her mind, leaving out certain details that would no doubt drive her mad later. Did he order you to strip so he could wrap that tape measure around you? And you know what they say about measuring the bust; nipple to nipple. Exactly how high did his hand go when he was measuring your inseam?

You hid your smirk, knowing these questions would surely plague her every time she looked at Terzo.

“Cream?” You turned to Copia.

“S-si, please.” He nodded.

“Say when.” You told him, beginning to pour.

And pour.

And pour.

“Eh… When.”

Sweet Satan, this man didn’t like cream with his coffee, he liked coffee with his cream.

“Sugar?” You questioned, to which Copia asked for two.

You popped two sugar cubes into his cup, giving it a stir and pushing it to him.

“Grazie, Sorella.” He shyly thanked you, taking a small sip while you fixed your own cup.

You could feel Rob’s eyes on you as you looked over the numerous tiered dessert trays, placing some little pastries onto your plate.

Knowing that he was watching intently, you just couldn’t help your next move.

“Mm, Cardinal, you need to try this, it’s one of my favourites!” You chirped, holding a little cream-filled peach pastry up to his lips.

The poor man’s blush was creeping to the tips of his ears as he leaned in and cautiously took a bite, accidentally brushing his lips against your fingers. Once he pulled away, you popped the other half into your mouth, humming at the taste as you licked your fingers.

The Cardinal felt weak, so dizzyingly weak from you; a shock coursing through him as you placed a hand on his thigh, leaning forward towards the table and reaching for another pastry. It didn’t help that you kept carelessly kicking your leg back and forth under the table, your foot brushing up against Copia’s leg each time. Any sort of contact with you flustered him to the point that it was nearly painful.

Soon enough, your group of friends began talking normally once more, neither being mean to Copia nor acknowledging him at all.

Rob was right in the middle of trying to be ‘smooth’ and flirt with you when your eyes drifted to Copia, grinning endearingly as he shoved another pastry into his mouth. He looked a bit sad, his kissable lips pulled into a frown, eyes flicking to Rob and the way he was so obviously trying to pick you up. Satan, the Cardinal didn’t think you actually liked Rob back, did he?

“So, since we learned all about lust and rituals in class, I thought that maybe we could-” Rob just wouldn’t shut up, despite you looking uninterested in his loathsome advances.

You bit your lip, eyes locking on the thick smudge of frosting gracing the corner of Copia’s mouth. Scooting your chair closer until your leg was brushing against his, he looked towards you just as you reached up to wipe it away, bringing your hand to your lips and sucking the sweet, creamy frosting off your finger.

Poor sweet little Cardinal. His breath hitched in his throat, the hot blush on his cheeks nearly glowing by this point. You could practically feel the scorching heat radiating off him.

“Yum.” You licked your lips coquettishly; your hand trailing from his shoulder, down his arm, and mindlessly settling on his thigh once more.

“Sorry, you were saying?” You asked, turning back to Rob and noticing the other sisters’ wide eyes on you.

“Uh.. well- nevermind…” Rob sniffed, trying to play it cool as he leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms.

“Cardinal, are you feeling okay?” You cooed, returning your attention to the man and inching even closer. He was stunned, lips still parted in shock at your little stunt.

“Your face is the same colour as your cassock.” You giggled, brushing the back of your finger against his face. Your hands were always cold, so the sensation gave him some relief. However, the all-consuming fire of nervousness continued to torment him ruthlessly as you gently doted on him in front of everyone.

“O-oh..! Eh.. ehm- I-I’m okay, si…” Copia nodded, not quite convinced that he even was okay. How mortifying, that everyone could see the blush on his face.

“You’re so hot, Cardinal.” You remarked, biting your lip and pressing your cool hands against his cheeks, forehead, even lightly tugging at his collar for him. The poor timorous little mouse didn’t even realize that you meant it in both senses of the word.

“Enjoy this moment, Cardinal. Probably the only time you’ll ever hear those words being spoken to you.” Emily sneered, causing Rob to let out an amused snort, the other sisters covering their mouths to stifle a cacophony of laughter.

Copia flinched, looking meek as ever, her words cutting deeply into his gentle heart. But then you were looping your arms around his shoulders, giving him a squeeze as you looked toward Emily.

“Hm, I wouldn’t be so sure about that. He’s kinda cute.” You teased. The Cardinal’s eyes widened as he stiffened, looking so pitifully astounded that he almost seemed fearful.

“Well, if you think rats are cute then sure!” She retorted, words dripping in passive aggression.

“I actually think rats are very cute.” You responded simply, taking everyone- including Copia- by surprise. “With their big eyes,” your gaze flitted to the Cardinal’s eyes. “their pointy noses,” your eyes flicked to his nose, “their cute little whiskers.” you grinned dreamily, looking at his moustache.

Copia thought he was going to pass out. Were you trying to convey what he thought you were trying to convey, or was it just pure coincidence? No, no, it had to be a coincidence. No one as beautiful as you would ever be attracted to him, it would be impossible. Illogical. Nonsensical. Completely and utterly mad.

The Cardinal shuddered out a tense little exhale, his chest tight with anxiety as he inwardly scolded himself. He was going crazy, he just had to be. Satan below, he felt like such a dirty old man for even thinking of the mere possibility of you meaning anything by that. He was unlovable; he always had been and he always would be.

“Whatever you say, Sister. Perhaps you should schedule an appointment with the eye doctor.” Emily sighed, feigning concern for you.

“Yeah maybe you should, babe. How many fingers am I holding up?” Rob asked, holding up two fingers.

“My eyes are fine, thanks. How many fingers am I holding up?” You shot back with an amused smirk, flipping Rob off.

Your friends gasped at your actions before giggling, not taking it to heart as they found your quick wit and sassiness quite amusing, even when you were using it against them.

The Cardinal was absolutely shocked by your brazenness. You were this gorgeous goddess of a girl, so graceful and poised, yet borderline presumptuous in the way you kept people in line. And Copia greatly admired you for it; the way you were the exact opposite of him. Where he had no self esteem, you were bursting with confidence; where he was shy, you were bold. He always felt himself drowning in anxiety, being reduced to nothing more than a shy, stuttering idiot. It was a mystery how you always kept yourself so effortlessly cool.

“Anyway, I’ll have to remember how warm you are next time the heating gives out, maybe you can keep me from freezing all night.” You hummed thoughtfully, finally pulling away from Copia. You kept your voice casual and innocent as could be, as if you didn’t quite understand how inappropriate it would be to have him sleeping in your bed.

The Cardinal- who had relaxed considerably once you pulled away from him- stiffened sharply once more. It didn’t go unnoticed, the way his head shot up, mismatched eyes widening, mouth opening and closing as he tried and failed to speak.

“S-si, eh.. P-perhaps.” He bit his lip, staring down into his cup of coffee. It was ironic, usually the Cardinal was always a bit cold; it was just you who got him all hot and bothered.

You smirked at his torment, twirling a lock of hair around your little finger. But your hair wasn’t the only thing wrapped around your little finger. You had Copia all wound up too.

𖤐 to be continued 𖤐

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[autffiy]

My supernatural DR Stories part 1

Hello lovelies,

As promised I would tell you some of my favorite little stories from my Supernatural DR. Grab a coffee, tea or water because hell, this uis going to be a multi part series i think. I got so much to tell.

Mind you.. this is not series accurate so please don't come for me thank tou very much.

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First of all, I'm going to tell you a little bit about my DR self. So you guys can get to know my DR self a little better! {this will be written in my DR POV, little snippets from my DR journal. how fun.} I started writing this journal in September when I hadn't even met the Winchester brothers yet. So you will follow me on my journey when I meet the Winchesters. I started writing in this journal to keep up with my cases... and all the weird stuff happening around me.

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"So my name is Ashly Rowan, I'm a 22 year old girl who is currently moving from motel to motel because ha... i don't have a fucking steady job.. or a home. I drive a sage green 1975 ford F-100 which i sleep in most days... not the most comy tbh. It is now, september 1st when i'm starting to write this journal. I'm now in a motel in Little Rocks- Arkansas. Trying to figure out one of those stupid cases again... on my own. It's a vampire case, nothing too bad. Wish dad was here, he would be.. well probably in shock that i didn't do anything like college or something like that. But also would be proud that i was hunting the thing he got killed by....."

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"I'm currently writing in my car.. I'm on my way to Bobby's house. Bobby Singer.. that old man. Sweet, but feisty and well.. old. But nothing i can't handle. I need his help with a case. Some nasty skin walker a few towns ahead. I need his advice.. and possible help because hell that thing escaped me many.. many times. My ribs are bruised.. and i have a few cuts on my face. Nothing to worry about. I found out that dad had some connection with the supernatural world before he died... but what?? That's what i need to find out.. Maybe i can ask Bobby? Anyhow.. I'm going to sleep now.. in my car in a parking lot at a gas station. Woohoo... goodnight."

The following day on october 31st, Halloween moring i drove the last bit to Bobby's house. Franticly knocking on his door. That's when i met Sam and Dean, their dad went on a hunting trip and hadn't come back. And Sam's girlfriend Jessica got burned up in flames a couple day's prior. Just how their mom died.. Well that's what they told me. I knew a little bit about John Winchester, because various hunters had told me about him. From what i heard he was a prick... but i didn't say that to their faces obviously.

Fast forward a few days later where the boys helped me take down the shapeshifter. We tracked its location down, it was staying in a sewer, of course. We made a game plan. All would enter different entrances of the sewer. So we could lock it in. This was I think one of the most terrible cases ever, so yada yada ya we walked our paths, all circling the skinwalker now. Then it decided to fucking run my way??? So now o was standing there.. in a sewer, covered in fucking slimy, bloody skin walker skin. Since Dean decided to blow that fuckers head off out of reflex. Fantastic... Definitely what I planned. We ended up cleaning off at the motel and meeting back at a diner to grab some food...

So this was basically my first few weeks in my DR. It was nightmare fuel in some ways, skinwalkers are definitely terrifying and I hate them. But even though, it was pretty fun if I say so. The brothers are so funny and sweet.

I will make other parts of this soon, i loveee telling you guys about my stories. Feel free to ask any questions, i'm happy to answer them.

xoxo alli.

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[lonigiri]

eunseok nsfw alphabet

minors dni!

a=aftercare: he runs a bath for you, he knows he takes a lot out of you when you have sex so he makes sure to pamper you afterwards

b=body part: his favorite body part on himself are his hands. he loves his hands, more the hand prints that he leaves on your ass from how hard he slaps it. his favorite body part on you is your ass, he looovveess doggy so much because he can see the way your butt jiggles when his hips slap against it. loves leaving hand prints on your butt esp when he knows you'll be in a bikini the next day so the prints will be on display

c=cum: cums on ur ass and back and thighs, he isnt really a big fan of cumming inside of you honestly but he loves painting your skin with his cum

d=dirty secret: he LOVES when you pull his hair when hes eating you out, and just in general, he would never admit it bcs he knows you would make fun of him for sounding like a bottom

e=experience: hes pretty experienced, i wouldnt say his body count is through the roof but its not zero, he knows what he likes, and he also knows what you like and thats all the matters to him

f=favorite position: like i said before he loves doggy, or anything to do with ur ass being in the air, loves the way your ass jiggles

g=goofy: i wouldnt say hes "goofy" but i wouldnt say hes like serious either. but ig hes "serious" in this situation, hes not like cracking jokes or anything, ig you're the funny one bcs hes fucking you silly

h=hair: hes not like completely shaved down, but hes def trimmed, keeps the hair short bcs if ur sucking his dick he doesnt want his bush to get in your mouth he thinks its gross

i=intimacy: he is not super intimate, he will have intimate sex with you if its like your anniversary or something but its mostly rough

j=jack off: he doesnt masterbate like, ever, why should he if he has someone whos willing to do it for him whenever 😁

k=kink: impact play, loves slapping you around, slapping your ass, your face, your tits, and you love it as much as he does

l=location: hes not really a big fan of doing it anywhere besides the bedroom, but like if yall are watching a movie on the couch yall will do it there

m=motivation: he loves when you wear short skirts, or shorts, or anything that shows off your ass. he always tells you its only for him though, if you wear stuff like that around the guys he'll kill the guys for looking at you and then you for wearing it around them

n=no: doing anything with the other members, hes made it very clear that he would never include them in yalls sex life (not that you need it) he just thinks it should be between the two of you and no one else has to be involved

o=oral: goes both ways, he loves when you suck him off but he also loves eating you out, like he cannot choose which one he likes more

p=pace: fast and rough‼️ you can probably only count on one hand how many times you've had slow sex with eunseok

q=quickie: LOVEESSS quickies, since his schedule is so packed he can barely fit you in so when he can he makes the very most of it

r=risks: takes risks sometimes, not without asking you first ofc, he always says hes down to try anything once

s=stamina: he has so much stamina lord its crazy, he gets so hard so fast after cumming its crazy. he can probably go for 7 rounds without stopping 😭

t=toys: he doesnt really use toys, he doesnt think him or you will benefit from it

u=unfair: oh hes such a tease, he can do it forever without getting tired of it

v=volume: he doesnt really make sounds, he does talk dirty tho, calls you names like slut, whore etc,

w=wild card: when he first met you he thought you were the prettiest person ever, like genuinely he had never seen anyone like you before. he saw your pretty makeup, your eyelashes batting, and he knew he just wanted to ruin you, wanted to make your pretty makeup smear, have your long eyelashes wet with tears. and thats what he did, he had you screaming his name under him and that was just the first round.

x=xray: hes about 8" and hes pretty girthy, bro is not messing around with his cock 🥲

y=yearning: he doesnt think abt the act of having sex, he thinks about you in general more, just about how pretty you are, and then that gets him going

z=zzz: he doesnt fall asleep that quickly, he usually lets you fall asleep before him

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[homocrafting]

turns out whatever instinct in me makes me want to make tma aus is unstoppable and all consuming. so here's qsmp tma au focused on the brazillians:

cellbit- he HAS to be the archivist ok this man is so eye aligned it's not even funny. HOWEVER because qcellbit and fcell are the same person, Events happened to him before he became the Archivist, ala from the archives grian. local paranormal enthusiast finds dead half eaten bodies, gets arrested for it (he SWEARS he didn't eat those people), goes to prison for 10 years, goes nuts (becomes F!Cell), kills himself in the island, wakes up in his room and Felps tells him "bro you disappeared for 10 days are you ok" and he's just like. What.

Worth mentioning that he fucking speedruns the archives. also known as the qsmp. Cucurucho, who is kind of like elias but a bit less (I inagine the Host would be elias, wjoever they are), thinks "wooo new archivist I wonder how long it'll take them to find out abt the horrors" and then cellbit shows up 3 days later running on 2 hours of sleep and 20 mugs of coffee with a consipracy board connecting a bunch of statements and theorizing about entities

ALSO the web is around him like all the time. if you pay attention there's at least 2 spiders near him at all times, usually hidden because he squishes them when he sees them. he's tangled in the web of lies that is the plot I'm making for this au and his ass is NOT beating it

Felps- Stranger type of guy who doesn't even know and takes like. a year to realise something's up with him. don't worry abt it ok I don't know why he's stranger-y to me either. it's the vibes just trust me

Mike- ok so. I am Very unsure for pac and mike, PLUS I've not seen herobrine a lenda, which means I don't know all their backstory, BUT I'm thinking Lonely for Mike, so far? he kind of distances himself from everyone after richas dies with him, so far is the only person I've not seen much gay happenings happen to, tends to disappear to fuckall nowhere apparently, as one does. also the fact that, back in prison, he seemed to have the most difficulty connecting with others.

also, the Desolation hates him personally. he doesn't know why. his house has burnt down thrice. he gets burnt by the littlest things for no reason. he's banned from the kitchen. an avatar of the desolation tried to kill him once. he watched his own son die in front of him. this is based on nothing from qsmp or anything I've seen Mike do I just think it's funny

Pac- I can only think of Vast and Spiral for him tee bee eich. Leaning heavily towards the Vast because, you know. gestures to the giant hide and seek maps, and also O RAIO, even though I have 0 context for that. he just... he explores the world and made giant hole (yeah yeah holes are the buried but consider: it's big.). it's his "I can show you the world" vibes. again dude just trust me

note abt tazercraft: both of them are very, very touched by the Spiral. reason? Chume Labs

Forever- I'm thinking either the Buried (mostly the digging aspect- he's destroyed a whole mountain and dug up and entire desert), or the Hunt (his intense hunt for Phil's love, the insane grinding that could be seen as hunting for resources, the werewolf hc my beloved). Leaning more towards the Hunt bc dogboyyyyy

The plot I have in mind is very different from the tma plot, but I'm not sure of everything yet, so for now you get this little bpnus :)

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[Cellbit]

We've been back from the Adoption Center for about a day now. Not a timely update, but things happened, and, well.

We found... we found a weird... creature. It- he? Acts human, although he can't talk. He communicates with us through a little notebook, and overall acts incredibly childish. He sure looks like a child. One with- with some material akin to... to egg shells as skin. He has hair, despite apparently being all... eggy. It's black and curly, covers his face. He doesn't like it when we try to move it away from there, but we're working on a safe way to see what's under there.

He seems not to know where he came from, but I know he's lying. It's- there's no way he doesn't, not with what he said, I don't care if Pac and Mike or, hell, Felps believes him, He called us fucking- he called us dads! That's the first fucking thing he said! It has to be some kind of trap, some kind of spy, I don't know yet but when I find out I'm going to fucking-

Shit. That wasn't too professional. Alright, where were we.

We brought him to the Institute. Forever and I weren't thrilled about the idea, but it was 3 against 2. I can't believe Felps would- I get Pac and Mike, there's something wrong with them I'm sure of it, but Felps? I underestimated his braincells. What am I talking about, he doesn't have any.

(Soft chuckle)

We, we named him Richarlyson, he seemed to like it. We asked his name first, but all he did was draw a- (Snort) a stick figure shrugging.

The only clothes he has are a singular oversized Brazil shirt. The moços and Felps want to go buy him clothes.

I don't know how they'll justify the kid having, I don't know, pure white hard skin, but they said not to worry about it, so I guess I won't! I won't. I fucking won't.

... I'm gonna follow them tomorrow. Just to be safe.

That's all for today, I'm gonna go- I'm going to check some statements, see if there's anything even remotely related to this.

This is Cellbit, Head Archivist of the QSMP, which I still don't known what stands for by the way, signing off.

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[hauntedfoxhut]

Insomniac!Miles Morales x streamer!F!reader

Pronouns: She/her

You as a simple streamer meet the cutest boy in Brooklyn, Miles Morales son of Rio Morales and Jeff Davis, you had meet a couple of times, randomly bumping on the street, neighborhood parties and once time in particular when you found him with a black eye and a bloody nose, so you helped him, after that you became great friends, but you started to fall for him.

English is not my first language so I’m sorry for any writing mistake, hope you enjoy this one shot🫶🏻

⚠️Warnings⚠️

Blood citation, curse words and mention of death

The rest is pure romance

Dialogue colors

Y/N-blue

Miles-red

NY City, Brooklin, Y/N apartment, 02:30am

The live was doing great, I decided to play the sims, a simple challenge, now I just got 4 more subscribers, that really helps a lot, they literally pay my bills, I was planning to cook the dinner but I just decide to buy some sushi, I drank a dr. Pepper, totally healthy.

“ Well guys, thank you for your time, today we ended a bit late but I hope you all enjoyed the live, I’ll cut and post on YouTube for those who missed some parts, bye bye see you next live” I send a kiss to the webcam, and then… it’s over, I needed to stop that live, staying awake till late it’s not good, drinking monster all day, eating junk food, when was the last time that I felt the sunlight, I’m living a bat…

*knock…knock…*

“What the fuck??” I spin the gamer chair to the window, I saw Miles, i get up and open the window for him, the cold wind from the winter entered your bedroom giving you chills.

“Hey mami how you doing?” He hugs you tight, lifting you up and taking your feet off the ground, he simply ignored the cold wind coming from the outside, “Mileees the window!!” “Sorry Y/N” he instantly let your feet reach the ground again and turned back to close that window closing the curtains too, when you focused on his face his nose was bleeding and his right cheek was red almost purple, and he realized that you noticed, he just hide his face under his hands.

“Again Miles? Really? How? What’s the story for today?” “I… got into a fight, with a jock but I…” “I got punched and I fell downstairs, same story from last week so don’t lie to me” “can we just ignore this” he points to his face “ I came here just to forget about all that stuff”

He just lay on my bed, taking deep breaths, he’s been passing through a hard time after loosing his father, getting into fights in school, moving to Harlem now all we got is a couple of hours together once or twice a week, I seat near to him, putting my hand on his head, I start to caress his hair, which was very short making he looks so cute. “You know that you can always count with me right? I’m here for you, ever since the day that we bumped near to the Central Park because I was running to get that dog” “I remember that you started crying because the dog stole your bracelet, was funny” he chuckles “No it wasn’t! I was so sad that day and that dog just made it worse” “I miss you, a lot, all that shit that’s been happening is making me mad, I’m sorry for leaving you, I just couldn’t leave my mom alone”

His eyes, are just like a window to his soul in pain, pure sorrow, I lay on his side holding him to cuddle, my heart beating faster, being near to him like this is good but it still make me blush, “I wish I could have you near me, now I’m feeling lonely at Harlem, you can spend a week there, my mom wouldn’t mind” “Miles i would love it… but…” “but ?” “ never mind haha, I’m free next week, I would love to spend the week with you”

He hug me back and now we’re laying face to face, I only can stare at his lips and same for Miles he just been staring my lips for almost 2 minutes straight, his hand holding my cheek, he looks so hypnotizing, I’m lost in his face, I can only feel his hand is on my cheek, now he’s approaching, so close, so so close, he kiss me, a soft and simple kiss but very meaningful, I just kiss him back, the butterflies on my stomach, “can I stay? It’s too late and I miss you so much” his puppy eyes, staring at me, I can’t resist, “of course you can” “can I sleep with you?” That question caught me off guard, now im the one who hide the face under my hands but his hand that’s on my cheeks try to take my hands off, “c’mon it’s not the first time that we slept together, why are you so awkward about it?” When your face is not covered anymore you can see a slight blush in his cheeks, “I just… like you, that’s why I came here, I was planning to text you but that would be so dishonest, I needed to do it face to face” “Miles just shut up” I instantly kiss him, softly holding his cheeks that are a bit warm, at first he got shocked but one second later he just kiss me back.

We stopped the kiss because we needed to breath, now his hands are around my hips, making imaginary circles with the fingers, “so mister Morales, may you please let me get up so I can get a blanket for us?” “Of course you can my pretty girlfriend” “girlfriend?” I can’t hide that little smile in my face, I’m feeling so happy right now, but I still tired needing to sleep, so yeah, I just loved the idea of sleeping with him. “Yup, girlfriend, or do you want a nickname like, mi vida, cariño, Hermosa, honey, you can choose.” I yawned feeling my eyes getting heavier, “can I choose one later I just want to sleep right now…. Get the blanket please” I can badly keep my eyes open, he kiss my forehead and leave the bed to get the huge blanket in the closet, he come back to the bed and when he realized you’re sleeping, a little shrunk because of the cold, but tight on sight he covered you with warm blanket and sneaking to sleep with you.

That night you sleep so well after almost a week of bad sleep, he made me relax, holding my body with his big hands and long arms, making me fell safe, now that I’m dating him I already have everything that I need, but now I’ll have to move to the Harlem to live near to him.

Translations

Mi vida- my life

Cariño- dear

Hermosa -beautiful

[19blackbutterfly97-blog]

A/B/O - Belova Part 2

This is a very early work in progress I don't even have an actual title for it yet (I'll accept suggestions). I'm working on a part 3, let me know if you want to be tagged. Either way, hope you enjoy!!!!

Word Count: 1119

Warnings: Arguing, swearing(use of the word F*cK like twice), broody Bucky

Part 1

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Bucky stood on the side of the room, leaning against the window sill. He's pretending to ignore the argument Steve and Tony find themselves engaged in. It's been a week since Sam decided to play matchmaker and submit multiple endorsements for Alice as the team's analyst.

"I don't get how out of all the analysts in that department this is the one that keeps popping up." Tony complains, looking over the Omega's file again.

"She's qualified and she's worked with us before." Steve reminds him.

"I don't care. This job requires field work. We're not dragging an Omega to a Hydra base with us."

"Why not? She can take it." Sam pipes up from his front row seat on the couch. He looks like he's watching the Superbowl rather than the top Alphas of the pack arguing. Meanwhile, the other Avengers are staying silent and simply observing the chaos.

"Sam." Natasha warns. Tony shakes his head and grumbles under his breath about liabilities. "The point is that her designation literally isn't allowed to be freely put in danger."

"S.H.I.E.L.D is trying to change that." He argues back. "Besides, it's not like we're asking her to fight. We're just asking her to gather intel while we're fighting off the bad guys. We can pair her up with Bucky and -."

"No." Bucky interrupts, finally speaking for the first time since this discussion started. "I won't be responsible for an Omega. On or off the field."

"You're the most qualified."

"I said no. What part of that did you not understand?"

"He has a point..." Steve mutters, staring at the photo of Alice.

"No, he doesn't." Bucky retorts and cuts a glare at Sam. "I'm refusing whatever stupid idea he has cooked up this time. We don't even know if she'll fit the pack dynamic or not."

"What do you want us to do? Bring in another Alpha and hope we don't overload the pack?"

"No, I'm just saying there's options."

"Who?" Tony asks.

"I don't know. One of the Betas." Bucky answers, waving his hand dismissively. He's already had enough of the arguing and Sam in general. This answer only sparked more of an argument around him, not that he paid any attention to it.

In truth Bucky was terrified of meeting Alice. The moment he saw her picture he felt something he hadn't felt in a long time - desire. That feeling only got stronger when he read further into the description included in her personnel file: 5'2", 120 lbs, green eyes and black hair. Fucking perfect. For the first time in seventy years Bucky felt a physical reaction to a woman, even if it was just her picture. The Alpha in him awakening, silently begging him to track the Omega down and attempt to lay a claim. He pushed the thought away, very far away, reminding himself that he's a broken Alpha. She would have no interest in someone like him.

"At least meet with her first." Sam says, pulling Bucky out of the depraved thoughts starting to spiral around his brain.

"I can't believe you're serious about this." Wanda huffs. "She's a liability."

"There's ground work we need to do before we can even go on this mission."

"I think what Sam is trying to say is that we work with her before the mission." Steve interjects, trying to keep control of the discussion before it erupts into another argument. "We let her move up here and do office work. It'll give everybody time to get used to each other. We can use the time to train her a little so she's not as much of a liability and-."

"Who's training her?" Bucky asks suddenly, annoyed by the possibility of someone like Sam or Clint training Alice.

"Funny you should ask. I was thinking you, actually." Tony smirks. "Or do you not want to be responsible for an Omega in a training room either?"

A few of the others laugh which makes Bucky bristle. "If you're all set on this I just want to give her the chance to not die." Steve and Sam share a knowing look, both trying to hide smirks. Tony and Bucky both see through the façade, everyone now curious what the pair is secretly planning. "If she gets hurt or can't keep up, she's done."

"That's fair, but if she can you're watching her back on the mission."

Bucky huffs and gives a curt nod before turning back to the window. Great job, Barnes. That's the best way to make your life easier.

"I'll let Fury know we made our decision. Tony we should make sure one of the den rooms is cleaned up and ready for her."

Tony nods. "Yep, I'll get her set up and get her added to the system."

"We should probably get her an office space or something too." Nat says.

"I can get one of the spare spaces close to medical for her." Bruce offers quietly.

"That's sweet honey, but I'm afraid she'd be overwhelmed with that. She's not used to the chaos and scents like you." Natasha smiles at her Beta mate. "But I'm sure we can find an empty space around here somewhere... Maybe across the hall from the gym?"

"Why there?"

"So we can keep an eye on her when we're busy."

"That tracks." Bruce smiles and stands up, ready to get to work.

"Alright, guys, I think we all have an idea of what we're doing. I'll go talk to Fury." Steve stands as well and motions for Sam to follow him before walking away.

"What's up, man?" Sam asks just before Steve pushes him into an empty room and slams him against the wall.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"Just making sure the team is well equipped for the mission." He says, flashing a cheeky grin.

"I swear to God I'm not saving your ass when he figures out what you're doing and decides to beat your ass over it. I told you to stay out of it."

"I can't watch him spiral like this anymore, Steve."

Steve sighs and release his hold. "I don't like seeing it either but Buck... Bucky just isn't there yet."

"Neither is Alice." Sam mutters. "She isn't loud or bubbly. Honestly, if I didn't know any better I'd say she's depressed sometimes. This isn't just for him. It's for her too."

Steve shakes his head and sighs. "I can't really be considering this..."

"Two weeks. Give it two weeks and I promise you if nothing happens I'll drop it."

Steve starts at him for a moment with a raised eyebrow. "Two weeks." He repeats and pokes Sam in the chest. "But if either of them get hurt I'll personally let Bucky know who scratched his bike last month and sell tickets to the show. Do I make myself clear?"

"Crystal. Thank you, st- hold on. Bucky's bike? That wasn't me."

"No, I know it wasn't. But he doesn't know that."

[gorgeousundertow]

for the hbowar ask game, a, f, i, l, o, v, w (unrelated to the ask game: xoxoxoxo)

a. okay he's not underrated because I think people definitely like him but here's the thing I would smash Patterson like a hammer

f. ranking the shows oh no i'm so sorry everyone but i did not like...

4. The Pacific. I'm just being honest right now. I liked certain parts and certain characters A LOT but it all felt too disjointed and there were too many through lines and it was (this sounds bad bc war and trauma and tragedy but hey I watch tv for entertainment) depressing. I didn't like a war show bc war is depressing, I know how ridiculous that sound.

3. Masters of the Air. Not anywhere near as depressing, but much more disjointed. I couldn't track or find a connection with most of the characters. It felt like too much telling and not enough showing about what I should care about and I want to seeeeee these things.

2. Generation Kill is probably my second-favorite, but I think about it all the time (and by all the time I really do literally mean all. the. time.) so I have to wonder if that's inaccurate? But you guys. It's so fucking good don't take this slight rank of #2 to mean anything besides it's so fucking good and I love it.

Band of Brothers, because it was my first love. Because winnix. Because gorgeous cinematography. Because Liebgott's jugular. Because "Doing fine, Bill, thanks for asking." Because Dick Winters shaving. Because Nixon's suspenders. Because F Company got lost again. Because Joe Toye's brass knuckles.

i. wheeee the fun one!

@ep6bastogne Babe. But not just sweet thoughtful funny Babe although yes that but also sobbing for Julian Babe devastated eyes meeting Gene's in Hagenau Babe.

@screwby Ray ur just Ray-Ray. A sweet chaotic gremlin of such a good and emotionally available friend who is also more down to talk dick than anybody I know.

@lamialamia You give me Snafu vibes but hear me out. It's not tossing rocks in brain puddles Snaf, but Peer Into My Eyes to Check for Disease But Also For the Flirt Snaf.

@blood-mocha-latte I don't know you as well but you started this whole thing and should get as much Being Perceived as you deserve for all that effort. You've got the Very Excited and Delighted attitude of Luz Talking Through The Movie, but also Snug as a Bug nurturing Luz. I'm not even saying this because of Luztoye week, this is just what I'm getting.

l. hbowar does seem a lot less hectic. I've never really participated in other fandoms, but I've lurked around the edges of Good Omens and BBC Sherlock and. well.

o. okay i'm bout to get slapped but. i don't really get luztoye. Obviously I was there for "Just give me a goddamn drink" and several other key scenes but...I don't know!!! Obviously the textual clues are there and they are not subtle, I just don't quite get how the two personalities mesh. Excited to read more fics until I do get it *hides*

v. snippet:

“Nate’s already made contact,” Ray argued. “Go on, homes, bring her a drink, make small talk, compliment her shoes. Whatever, dude. See what you can get out of her.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Brad said.

Nate frowned. “You don’t think she’d be interested?”

Brad looked over to where Lara stood sipping her wine and pretending she wasn’t watching Nate’s every move. “I didn’t say that.”

Ray barked out a laugh. “Dude, I was listening in. She wants your tongue in her mouth, like, yesterday.”

Nate grinned widely and turned to make his way back over to Lara. Brad thought it would probably feel really good to punch something. 

“You okay there, Big Gay Brad?”

“Shut up, Ray.”

“Don’t worry, he can’t hear us. This is a special private channel just for you and me. You know, you could just tell him. You could walk right up to him and say, ‘Nate, your soulful green eyes and air of heroic tragedy give me a hard on like I’m a thirteen-year-old boy watching his cousin bounce naked on a trampoline. I want to suck all your pain and suffering right out through your dickhole.’”

w. What hbowar url I should have instead of my Fully Unrelated and Inscrutable url is an excellent question! Problem is Lenora/@screwby already stole the best one.

[basketoffruitis]

fb incorrect quotes

Rin: Haru... Why did you draw a pentagram on the floor?

Haru: Your text told me to satanize the house before you returned. Rin: Rin: I wrote sanitize, Haru.

Rin: Haru was banned from the chicken shack, so we had to go out of town to get some. Haru: Well, they shouldn’t say “all you can eat” if they don’t mean it. Rin: Haru, you ate a chair.

Mine, struggling to keep upright in her 1 inch heels: Yeah, I-I don’t really think heels are for me Ayame, pointing at her and walking flawlessly in sparkly golden 6 inch heels: WEAK.

Shigure: I really like this whole ‘good guy, bad guy’ thing you guys have going on. Kyo: It’s not an act, it’s just that I’m mean and Tohru isn’t

Rin: Are you the big spoon or the little spoon? Kyo: I'm a knife. Tohru, from across the room: He’s the little spoon.

Store Worker: Would a Ms, Rin please come to the front desk? Rin, arriving at the desk: Hello, is there a problem? Store Worker: points to Haru and Momiji Store Worker: I believe they belong to you? Haru and Momiji, simultaneously: We got lost :( Rin: I didn’t even bring you guys here with me-

Kyo: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat? Tohru : >:O language Yuki: Yeah watch your fucking language Haru: OKAY WHO TAUGHT YUKI THE FUCK WORD? Rin : 'The fuck word'. Momiji: Are you stupid? You guys use the f word all the time Yuki: Oh my god they censored it Rin : Say fuck, Momiji. Haru: Do it, Momiji. Say fuck.

Kyo: Rules are made to be broken. Yuki: They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken. Haru: Uh, piñatas. Momiji: Glow sticks. Tohru: Karate boards. Rin: Spaghetti when you have a small pot. Kyo: Rules. Yuki:

Kyo: *Posts a super low-quality image to the group chat* Yuki: If I had a dollar for every pixel in this image, I’d have 15 cents Kyo: If I had a dollar for every ounce of rage I felt in my body after I read this text, I would have enough money to buy a cannon to fire at you Haru: Actually I did the math, Yuki would have $225, not $0.15. Yuki: I’m right here.... Momiji: If I had a dollar I would buy a can of soda :) Kyo: while you’re there could you buy me an apply juice please? Momiji: Sorry I only have a dollar Kyo: fuck u Haru: Hey I just realized my friend is right, Yuki would have $22,500 because it's a dollar for every pixel, not a cent Momiji: If I had $22,500 I would buy a can of soda and an apply juice Haru: You can buy anything you want with $22,500 Tohru: Yeah and they want soda and apply juice Haru: Apply juice to what Rin: Directly to the forehead Yuki: Great chat everyone

Tohru: Rin, can I talk to you for a second? Rin: Yeah, what’s up? Lemme guess. You and Kyo are having problems and you want me to teach you how to kiss? Tohru: What? No, stop that. I know how to kiss. I’ve read books.

Rin: You're the love of my life and my best friend, I would do anything for you. Tohru: I want you to eat three meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule. Rin: Absolutely not.

Kakeru: *Accidentally hits Yuki in the face* Kakeru: *Trying to decide between saying 'I’m fucking sorry' and 'Are you okay'* Kakeru: ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY?! Yuki : What’s wrong with you?!

Kakeru: I made tea. Yuki : I don’t want tea. Kakeru: I did not make tea for you. This is my tea. Yuki : Then why are you telling me? Kakeru: It is a conversation starter. Yuki : That’s a lousy conversation starter. Kakeru: Oh, is it? We are conversing. Checkmate.

Haru: *Kicks the door down looking panicked* Yuki : What did you do? Haru: Nobody died. Yuki : WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT?!

Yuki: Haru... Haru: Oh no, 'Haru' in b-flat. Haru: You're disappointed.

Rin: You often use humor to deflect trauma Haru: Thank you Momiji: She didn't say that was a good thing Haru: What I'm hearing is, you both think I'm funny

Haru: I wasn’t that drunk last night. Momiji: You were flirting with Rin Haru: So what? She’s my partner. Momiji: You asked her if her were single. Haru: Momiji: And then you cried when she said she weren't.

Rin: We need a distraction. Haru: Is anyone here good at jumping up and down and making weird noises? Momiji, whispering: My time has come

Hatori: This is such a bad idea. Shigure: Then why are you coming along? Hatori: One of us need to be able to talk the cops out of arresting us when this inevitably goes wrong.

Shigure: How's the sexiest person here~? Hatori: I don't know- Ayame, from across the room: I'm doing great, thanks!

Hatori, driving Haru and Momiji: So how was your day? Momiji: We almost got surprise adopted! Hatori: What? Haru: We almost got kidnapped. Hatori: Oh, okay. Hatori: *slams on the breaks* WAIT WHAT?!

[lotus-n-l0ve]

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z.... with Goo ~~Thank you~~

O my gosh! Who are you Anon? I wanna know. But anyways here is your fic. Hope you like it.

𝐆𝐨𝐨 𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭

— Goo Kim x Female Reader

SYNOPSIS : A-Z alphabetical smut with Goo Kim.

WARNINGS : Cursing, mature content, mention of sex toys, mention of hentai, sex positions, kinks, not proofread, minors dni and don't press 'read more' and then report. Please.

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 // 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐌 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

A = Aftercare (what they sre like after sex)

Don't expect aftercare from this man please. If it's just a random hookup, he is out as soon as he you guys finish. If it's more like friends with benefits then maybe, maybe he will do some aftercare.

But if it's more serious like you two are dating or married (not if it's a one sided relationship) Goo will take care of you. First thing after sex is a kiss on your forehead and praises for being good.

Goo, or most of the Lookism characters, has the stamina of horses. So you might be backed out but he is perfectly fine. Goo would either pillow talk or cuddle you to sleep.

B = Body part (favorite body part their own or their partner's)

His own favourite body part is his height. He is pretty tall for an Korean man. He is even 1 cm taller than damn Gun Park (even if it's just 1 cm, a win is a win.)

Now his favourite body part of you is your waist. He has pretty big hands that he likes to wrap around your waist. While making out, when you are sitting on his lap, Goo holds your waist gently ans guides you to grind on his bulge. Other than that, he simply likes to wrap his arm around your waist and bury his head in your neck.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum basically…)

Goo fucks you raw and dumb. Pulling out his dick, Goo parts your lips to see thick white cum, oozing out of your pussy. Goo scoops it in his hand before thrusting it back in you.

D = Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

It hurts Goo's pride but he wants to have threesom with you and Gun. Girls are fawning over that man so he must be good and Goo also has this crazy kink. Why? He doesn't know but he thinks about Gun wrecking you up while he masterbates to the scene, fills him up with lust.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Goo has tons of experience from all those years he spent whoring around. In fact he probably has more experience than you do. He knows exactly what he is doing. He has studied you so well that even a slight twitch of your eye can tell how you are feeling. Not like he would care if you tell him to stop. He will do whatever the fuck he wants.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Goo likes control but I imagine him to like Irish Garden Sex Position and Spread Legs Sex Position and positions like these the most.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Of course he is goofy. Is that even a question? When he is rutting into you, rearranging you guts. You lost in moment, with overwhelming pleasure. And that the moment Goo think is the perfect time to crack a stupid ass joke. But he still doesn't stop. He gose on like that didn't just happened with a manic smile.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Goo is well groomed. He visits professional salons at least once a month. To get his hair done and other things. He shaves religiously. And FOR SOME REASON he thinks it funny to bleach his public hair just like his hair.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Goo can switch between being an romantic lover to a goofy one easily. So easy that even sometimes you are left baffled. One minute he is teasing you and being playful and the next he is worshipping your body like a temple, whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

J = Jack off (do they masturbate and how often)

Goo jacks off not because is always horny but because he is simply board. He would have the real thing (you) but if that's not possible, Goo will jack off thinking about you. Instead of his hand he would imagine his hands to be your mouth.

K = Kink (kinks what they like possibly unusual)

Goo is a pretty kinky guy and that's for sure. Some of his kinks would be— choking you, vibrators, bondage, whipping, cosplay, foreplay, vouyresim, auralism, somnophilia, unprotected sex etc.

L = Location (where they like to get it on)

Goo doesn't give a fuck about the location. Most of the time it's wherever he could get his hands on you. Bedroom, living room, Gun's bedroom, back of the car, Charles's office, in front of someone after beating them to death, women's washroom. HE. DOES. NOT. CARE

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Goo is a damn whore. You wear a dress that flawnts your beautiful neck and he is hard. Or when the flowy skirt brushes against your thighs. When you are bending down to pick something up from the ground, giving him the full view of the panty clinging to your pussy. Everything about you is a turn on for him.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Hurting you. Goo is a pretty rickless guy but he would never hurt you, specially if you're someone dear to him. Surprisingly, Goo is also not into daddy kink. That is a big turn off for him. Goo doesn't like fireplay or knifeplay even if is pretty rickless.

O = Oral (receiving or giving and how skillful they are)

More than giving he prefers you giving him a handjob or blowjob. Sometimes when he is stressed and he would call you and wishper breathlessly 'I need you' and you understand everything you have to do.

Your warm mouth wrapped around his cock, coating it with your saliva. The lipstick you were often smudging on his dick. You struggle to take the full length in your mouth and look up at him with your doe eyes, prickling with tears. Goo would grab the back of your head, forcing his shaft hit the back of your throat.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Depends on his mood. For the most part Goo is painfully slow. He likes to drag it as long as possible. He is sensual too. Moving hair from your sweaty forehead to see you better. Leaving feather kisses on your skin. Entangling his fingers with your.

But when you two are close to cum, his speeds up. Thrust becoming rough and hard. His tip hitting on your g-spot with each thrust.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Goo doesn't have a fixed schedule. He never knows when that maniac Charles Choi will summon for him so quickies are something Goo really likes.

He will have at least one quickie every single day. He is a whore after all. And if it's you then he needs to have you. Quickies are common in your sex life.

Quickies are rough and fast. He would randomly corner you away from people's eyes on. Lifting your legs to his hips, Goo would slip your panties to the side and bury himself in you.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Goo loves risk. What is life without risk? He is open to try new things any day. He watches anime so there is a big chance that he also watches and probably reads hentai. He has no problem with trying all the kinky shits going on in them.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Goo has stamina of horses. He can go hours and hours fucking without breaking a sweat and he does. On his day offs, the starts with delicious breakfast and when you are full Goo fucks you all over the house. Kitchen island, bedroom, living room, in the shower, by the pool and even in the garden. This gose on with breaks in between for you and till the next day.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Goo takes pride in himself that he doesn't need any help from toys to satisfy you. The toys are simply for his whether they are being used on him or you. He does have a vast amount of erotic toys.

If he is annoyed or angry with you, he would cuff you hands and legs to the bed and put a automatic dildo between your leg on lowest speed and leave for work. By the time he comes home the would be soked with your cum and you would be crying and begging him to stop. But Goo would still fuck your sensetive swollen pussy till you pass out.

U = Unfair (how do they tease or do they enjoy suspense themselves)

Goo is a sadistic bitch so of course he LOVES to tease you and torture you. His favourite game is orgasm deniel. Like I said Goo uses toys for his pleasure. When you plan to go out with friends leaving you baby behind, Of he knows before hand then he would sneak a tiny vibrator in your cunt when you are asleep. And when you are with your friends Goo would suddenly turn it on and off. So you would have to control your expression throughout the day and curse that blonde bitch.

V = Volume (are they loud, what suounds, and do they talk)

Goo is a moaner, an unapologetic moaner. He is a slut and everyone should know it by now.

When you are giving him head or he is inside of and your nails dug into his delicate skin, that draws slutiest moans out of him.

W = Wild card (random sincannon of any sort)

Goo loves anime and to surprise him you often cosplay as anime characters. When you put on those skimpy outfits and wait for him, sitting on the bed like a obedient puppy, Goo feels his body filling up in lust and desire. Good luck to your pussy.

X= X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

I feel like Goo is big. Bigger than Gun or Samuel (which is a lot.). He has had his dick pearled. A small bead inserted a little away from the crown.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

His sex drive is not too much or too less. He definitely jerks off everyday and has sex. Maybe once or sometimes even more than trice. It depends on his mood and how stressed he is. One thing for sure, his biggest turn on is you.

Z= Zzzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Goo usually comes home tired from all the gang works and if you have long session of sex, he would instantly fall asleep after you are done. But before drifting into sleep he would hold you down on the bed so that you can't escape, mumble a 'Love you' in his drowsy state.

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eyeballs emoji for um EVERYONEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

nat.

well. i guess this is gonna be a TWO PARTER THAT ILL HAVE TO RB TO SPLIT UP!!

i love fanservice. genuinely but only if its a man who is old. LIKE GENUINELY WHAT IS THE POINT OF HIM BEING SHIRTLESS? (its for me)

guys dont judge me for being insane. but the game literally rewired my brain and the way he looks here. well okay. shut up. maybe im the problem. but like hes so scrunkly. cute. i want him. here

nao better then me. i would have pulled down his pants and showed him a real your turn to sh- sorry.

the way he looks here is just genuinely so pretty. like i wanna kiss him so BADDDD I HATEE HIM SO MUCCHHH. LIKE THE LOOK OF SURPRISE. THE WAY THE LIGHT SHINES ON HIS FACE. i wish i was immune to men with pretty lashes.

oomfie you know i dont have much to work here. but do you remember when i was in call watching this scene and it made me look gay as fuck? this is why this screenshot is here. reminds me just of that.

dont look at me. i dont. i dont know what to say. like i hate how stupid his grin is like hes so smug about it to. like do you have any common decency. aieeeee

BYE THIS IS SO FUNNY. strangely enough he does not make me wanna kick him like a puppy. i think he genuinely looks very sweet here and i like to drink tea with him and smile :)

this post is getting so long. but know that when i saw THIS i knew that was bae. this was pookie and she was going to stick around for a LONG LONG TIME (shes still holding on STRONG) god i love how he hair makes it looks like tails. the way she holds herself. everything about it. A MOTHERS SLAY!!!!!

tweaks. you just had to be here. when i see this. its like the angels above came down above to tell me that i deserve nothing but joy and happiness LIKE WIFEY WANTED TO SEE ME AND WAVE AT ME!!!!!! i lauve u princess i lauveeee u. shes so cute here. i wanna twirl my fingers in her hair and giggle and laugh with her. and then she picks me up and (woah lets pump the breaks there)

you IDIOT FOX!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU ARE GOING TO FALL IN THE WATER. but youre so cute about it like what you trying to impress me or smth <3 cause its working. like eek a boat ride with him could save my life. his little quote that comes after it. like he knows what hes doing and he knows its working.

i say this from the bottom of my heart. if they gave him top surgery scars here and confirmed him to be trans. he'd be top there. something about him is so f/o core and gender at the same time. like hes so cute. plus he looks like kaira. which makes him a bit hotter.

this is where the clones would go but theres four of them SO WE'LL ADD THEM AT PART TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

i know i posted this already but dear lord this is literally rotting my brain in real time. i unironically need him.

the pose here is just funny. like let it go old man. youre no longer hip with the kids. (but i love how smug he looks here like what the fuck is wrong with you <3 youre about to LOSE)

NO COMMENT NO COMMENT NO COMMENT NO COMMENT NO COMMENT this blog is for EVERYOEN (18 and up only) but i am FUCKING CRAZY!!!!!!!!!!!

the little wave here is really cute.. eek. ignore the blood and the knife. but it makes him so playful and funny. like can we frolic in the fields my love

Bro TAG ME IN!!!!!! TAG ME IN!!!!!!!!!! when i was born i did not ever think i would ever wish i was a key. and yet HERE THE FUCK WE ARE!! she looks so cute here and its so weird. i love her tired little eyes and fucked up smile.

i think im at a point where i just am tweaking but idk hes kinda hot. like do you guys see what i see? no? can you lie and agree with me anyway?

THIS LONG ASS POST........ IS ABOUT TO GET LONGER IN PART TWO!!!!!!!!!!!! HOPE TO SEE YOU SOON OOMFIES!!!!!!!!!!

[degusart]

So I colored that image (and added a couple of characters that were missing). Anyway, it's the full lineup of BFFs. I feel so normal about these blorbos. Thank you to @viridiandruid for running such a fun game with great characters!

[characer names credits and other info under the cut]

A)ale! my PC and the loml. Massuraman Binder. They have a minimum of three souls in their body at one time and a maximum of five. they're doing so okay right now; don't worry about it

B) Devin, an eagle ale can summon him through their armor as an ally.

C)Cpt. James Hawkins. played by @theboombardbox, spellsword/barbarian. he's missing half of his soul <3, the Hat Man is following him, and he has worms.

D) Sash played by @halfandhalfling our wich/werewolf bestie. Apparently, she's a princess of the moon, but we don't have time to unpack all of that. Also, her (adoptive) mom fucked James.

E) Fig! Sash's familear

F) Orsa, Kiri's animal companion

G) Revazi, once played by @werepaladin. a barbarian whose "grandfather" Grandfather, a red greatwyrm, has been the patron of the party since like session five.

H) Chosen, in a human-only setting, she's an elf child! She's the reincarnation of ale's greatest enemy from both of their past lives, and they're apparently destined to end each other. But for right now they're buds, and she's the adoptive daughter of Kiri.

I) Kiri, @recoveringrevenant's PC, a Spirit Shaman. The newest Pc of the BFFs, our very chaotic party's grounding force, she can see a lot of stuff going on that no one else can see, both literally and figuratively.

J) Beren, a strange teenager our party was charged with keeping safe, then promptly lost (we're working on it). The person who charged us with keeping him safe may or may not be an abloeth, allied with the red dragon previously mentioned.

K) Cloves, the horse we bought in session two or three, that was then awakened by a random druid. He was one of the oldest members of the BFFs until... recently...

L) Erina, @recoveringrevenant 's retired PC, lets us crash at her place most nights, and she was a founding member of the BFFs, so even though she's not adventuring with us anymore, she's still one of us.

M) Agamemnon, our ship's AI, he's an orb that likes to dress up as a wizard :>

N) Ajatus, a guy we threatened to get to help us, but somehow became fully one of the crew. also, we need him to drive the boat, so, a BFF it is.

O) Father Lagi, a priest whose church collapsed into a skink hole after we visited it. We offered him a job in recompense, though by some of the conversations we've had, he's pitty chill in general. Also he embezzled like all of the church's coffers, so that's funny

P) Dahlver-Nar, one of the many souls that take up residence inside of ale's body. Though he's a bit more permanent. He helps out and gives advice alongside some skick-ass powers.

Q) Naz, this is the character I forgot in the first render of this piece. she's functionally dead atm (permanently trapped inside an amber tree), but you know how it is. a character once played by @recoveringrevenant as well

R) Cousin Chet! the half-dragon half ???? freak. we love him though

S) Bailey Wick, a once stow-away, now rogue-for-hire she has the sticky fingers and high dex our party lacks. So whenever we need to infiltrate a place, we send her on those missions. Though we've recently found out she's like 19, which is horrifying lmao. She also is one of the most competent members of the BFFs only because she's the only character that consistently rolls above a 10 (like genuinely)

T) Tansu, Revazi's twin sister. Our most recent true member of the BFFs, she's.... gone through it