#and i couldnt let the opportunity to pass

[nauticalfools]

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[hellishradio]

Any idea what angel tastes like? :0

" .. Angel as in the hotel's resident? Or the sacred angels? Well if the former than I certainly would not know- and never know in the future, haha! But oh I haven't taken a proper bite myself but I heard it's rather sweet! Which, isn't something I very prefer. "

[jokerlennon]

machinekisser -> vassyflorence

(mutuals like if seen pls! rb if u want)

[junkissed]

drenched

member — junhui x f reader  genre — smut word count — 2.4k  synopsis — the pool isn't the only thing that gets jun all wet. warnings — descriptions of female anatomy, oral (reader receiving), squirting, body worship, pussy drunk jun, mentioned that reader wears a bikini (+ other clothes), they're so horny for each other it's actually just gross notes — requested by anon for my 🐈 1k event — thanks to @onlymingyus for looking over this for me <3 sorry the synopsis is boring asdhgsj i couldnt think of a cooler one. also very very sorry again that it's taken me so long to get to these old requests but i hope you enjoy! please be sure to reblog with comments or send an ask if you liked this :)

if there's only one thing in this world that jun is obsessed with, it's your pussy.

practically every night he comes home, throwing his bag on the chair and pulling you onto the couch, begging you to let him eat you out, just really quick before dinner, please? i'll make you cum so fast, promise, just let me have ten minutes with you.

most of the time he slides your pants down and finds you already wet, knowing the kind of mood he'll be in when he gets home. it's almost impossible to force your mind out of the gutter when you can't stop picturing him kneeling between your legs, his dark brown eyes turned even darker with lust as he watches your face and every single tiny little reaction you have to him.

it's not your fault that you really can't help it if your mind wanders during the day, sending a shiver down your spine every time you think about how desperate he is for you. he'll never pass up the opportunity to bury his fingers inside you, moaning about how good it feels to have your cunt clenching him so tight and how pretty your legs look as they tremble around him.

jun loves nothing more than how wet you get and he'll clean you up with his tongue, his cock throbbing because he knows you're like this for him and him only. he'll gladly spend hours between your legs, groaning about how you're straight out of his dreams; what other explanation could there possibly be for the fact that he gets to come home to the prettiest girl he's ever seen every single day? not only that, but that you let him play with you whenever you want? he feels like he's died and gone to heaven every time you spread your legs apart and let him spend as much time as he wants in that spot.

of course, he has other favorite things, too. he loves fucking you from behind so he can see your gorgeous ass bouncing in front of him. he loves laying back and letting you do whatever you want to him, pushing his shaft between your breasts and grinning when he covers your face in his cum. but nothing compares to having his face smushed in your pussy, his skilled tongue and long fingers reaching places inside you that you didn't even know existed before you met him.

tonight is no different than every other night that he comes home and begs for your pussy. except this time he's got one thing and one thing only on his mind, and it's going to drive him insane if he doesn't have you right this second.

the first time it happened it caught you off guard. your cheeks flushed hot with embarrassment as the drops rolled down his abs coating the both of you in liquid, your legs still wrapped around his waist when he stops thrusting. you started to apologize, until jun lets out a long, low groan and tells you don't you fucking dare apologize for the hottest thing he's ever witnessed in his whole goddamn life and now he's made it his life's mission to making you squirt as much as is physically possible.

you didn't even know you could squirt at all before jun, but he brings a side out of you that you didn't know was there. a side of you so absolutely insatiable, like an unquenchable thirst, and now that it's been unlocked you're addicted to it.

with the rising temperatures and clear, sunny skies that have come after the rain and cold, it's obvious that summer is quickly closing in. it's one of his favorite seasons for many reasons, but the main one is that hotter weather means seeing you in more revealing clothes.

he had never been the type of guy to go feral at the sight of an ankle or an exposed shoulder, but around you it's like he loses all control. the way your shorts hug your ass—jean shorts, pajama shorts, bike shorts, any and all of them. his mind goes blank and all he can imagine is your perfect pussy hidden so teasingly from his view, and he'll do anything to get a taste. teasingly, because you know exactly how he gets and you love to play into it just to make him even more riled up.

you've started buying shorts that are just a little bit too small, just a little bit tighter that show another extra inch of skin. and you grin in satisfaction every single time he tears them off of you and pushes his hand down past the waistband to feel how soaked you are… until he wipes that smile right off your face with just a simple brush of his fingers.

the same goes for your shirts, too. the crop tops that expose your tummy; he loves to run his fingers over your skin, and the short length makes it so much easier for him to slide his hands up to feel your breasts. and don't even get him started on the tank tops; he feels like a virgin all over again, unable to stop his cock from twitching in his pants. when he sees that little extra bit of cleavage sitting so perfectly.

god, he loves every fucking thing about your body. but there is, however, one downside to the summer season.

okay, so it's not exactly like they banned him from the public pool, but they did tell him (in not so nice words) to stop feeling up his girlfriend in the locker rooms, and now he's too embarrassed to ever show his face there again. which honestly is more than fine by you, because if your hand wasn't down his swim shorts jerking him off as you lazily sat beside him in a chaise lounge, then was it really even a good day?

but besides that, the problem is that he can't see you near water without thinking about making you squirt. there hasn't been a single time when you've been out on the backyard patio, drops of sweat glistening on your skin from the summer heat as you hold a garden hose in your hand watering the tomato plants, that he hasn't wanted to push you against the side of the house and take you right then and there. to curl his fingers in your pussy until his hand is more soaked than the vegetables.

or like the time you both stayed at your parents’ house for a weekend while they were on vacation. he'd found you sitting out by the pool reading your book after you've just finished swimming, and the drops of water on your thighs that hadn't yet dried from the sun had reminded him too vividly of how you looked after he made you squirt with his cock. that day you'd needed a second shower, and it wasn't from the chlorine in the pool.

if your mind is in the gutter when you think about him, then his mind is in a place further than hell when he thinks about you. 

so really, you can't blame him for tonight. you can't get mad at him after you sent him pictures of the pretty new bikini you'd bought for the upcoming cruise you were going on next month. but not just pictures of the bikini; pictures of you wearing it, your knees spread temptingly in a way that you knew for a fact would get him hard as a rock in seconds.

he's pissed, but more than that he's needy, because he already had to jerk off in the bathroom at work because he couldn't get his hard-on to go down any other way. his own fist will never compare to how good your pussy feels against his face, so it seems as good a place as any for you to start making it up to him for your bad behavior.

he barely gets the front door closed behind him before he's pushing you against the wall, his fingers clawing desperately at your sides as his lips capture yours. it's hot, he’s hot, and the temperature outside has nothing to do with it.

even the air conditioning in your house can't cool you down as he drags you by the waist to your shared bedroom, telling you it would be in your best interests to be waiting naked by the time he comes back with towels because he's not feeling very patient tonight.

you love it when he gets like this, and you grin triumphantly as you pull your panties off and leave them hanging off the edge of the bed, the glistening wet spot on them purposefully noticeable. you already know that you won't be leaving this room until the towels and sheets beneath you are equally soaked, and just the thought alone makes you dizzy. 

the grin on jun's face is wide enough to rival yours when he comes back to find you laid out so prettily on the bed, on display for him like a gourmet fucking meal.

you lift your hips for him as he spreads out a towel beneath you, kneeling at the foot of the bed with your thighs on either side of his head. just one look at your dripping folds and he's already gone, throwing your legs over his shoulders and digging his fingers into your thighs to spread you apart even more for his eager mouth.

you've had jun's mouth on you more times than you can keep track of, but every single time still feels like the first. no matter how often he does it, you don't think you'll ever be prepared for the first lick, when he flattens his tongue to cover as much of you as possible at once before he begins.

the way he immediately and easily finds your clit, sucking messily before moving lower to slide through your folds, is always enough to bring you right up to the edge, but it doesn't last. it's a constant battle between making you cum as fast as possible, or prolonging it and moving around until you can't take it even for one more second and your orgasm is ten times stronger. 

this time he chooses the latter, but you already had a feeling that that's how things would go. he's focused, honed in on your pussy; he is going to make you squirt all over his face, and if you don't think that's a guarantee, then you'd be sorely mistaken.

it's not the first time you've played this little game with him: sending suggestive photos and texting flirty messages, until you inevitably end up under him with enough orgasms to last you a week. but it's never enough to last, of course, and it's not long before you do it all over again.

he likes to act like he's teaching you a lesson, but you both have been through this routine enough times to know it's the thrill that keeps you coming back more than the need for punishment. you could always just ask him, but where's the fun in that? it's much more exciting to push his buttons and let him take over. it would almost be funny how his reaction is exactly the same every single time, if your reaction weren't also exactly the same. it's a habit you fall into together, but you wouldn't trade it for anything.

jun's fingers slide up your body, stopping at your waist to grab you and pull you harder against his nose. it's impossible not to let yourself get lost in it, moaning and threading your fingers in his hair as your pussy throbs in his mouth.

he points his tongue at your clit once more and he doesn't let up until your thighs start to shake, your breath coming out in shallow gasps. you're close and he knows it, almost even better than you know it yourself because he's spent so much time between your legs that he knows how to read your body like an open book. 

your fingers in his scalp squeeze tighter, pushing his head further into you, and he groans at the feeling. he loves how quickly you get fucked out from his mouth alone, that you’re barely even processing how roughly you're moving his head because your body is on fire from the stimulation.

he'd live and die in your pussy if he could, and that's exactly what he plans to do tonight as his tongue flicks faster and harder. he can feel the wetness already gushing out of you and he knows you're right there, ready to give him what he so desperately wants.

with one final suck to your clit you go rigid and your muscles release, whimpers and whines flowing from your lips like liquid as you cum. it drenches his face, running down his cheeks and his chin and soaking his hair.

he drinks you up like a starved man, like he's been wandering alone in the desert and finally found his oasis. your head rolls back and your body writhes under his hands, but his grip is too tight and he is far too committed on getting every last drop from you to allow you to squirm out of his grasp.

it's overwhelming nearly to the point of pain but you don't want him to stop, you desperately need him to keep going until you're drained. and that’s one of the best things about jun, is that by now he can practically read your mind and he can tell when you need more and when you don’t.

he can tell what you want without even having to ask, so he reaches up and squeezes your hand in his as he looks up from between your legs, meeting your eyes and giving you that look that makes you shiver because you couldn’t imagine anyone else but him in this position. you don’t want to stop, not yet, and he nods at you knowingly with a hazy little grin and slides his tongue right back where you want it.

he’s more than willing to spend the rest of the night kneeling in front of you until you’re spent, if that’s what you want. honestly, he’s willing to spend the rest of his life there, too.

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[aciddrattboyy]

red flags and long nights

your feelings for megumi were very much real but it was pretty apparent only saw you as a fuck buddy- but who were you to pass up any opportunity to be with him

megumi x f! reader ☆ wc: 1.7k cw: smut, angst if you squint, spit (one mention), oral/fingering (f!receiving), penetrative sex [!characters are aged up!] a/n: im high while posting this and i was while writing this so i apologize if its shit this has the potential of becoming a multi part work i have some ideas but im not sure bc theres tons i wanna write

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the knock on your door sent a mix of dread and anticipation through your body. for a moment you considered not even opening it. you knew it was megumi from the countless times he’d come to your apartment before. late night, unannounced, needing something. needing you. you had tried to rationalize it before; friends with benefits wasnt such a bad thing. a lot of people had that very arrangement. but when you really thought about it, you couldn’t confidently call megumi a friend. 

you stood in your kitchen, the light from the open freezer illuminating the area. and with a sigh, you shut the freezer and made your way to the door. twisting the knob, you half heartedly hoped that he had left by now. but there he was. 

megumi looked tired as usual, hands shoved in his pockets and eyes only half opened as he waited for you to let him in. a lump formed in your throat as you closed the door behind him. whether from the excitement or nerves, you weren't able to discern the difference between the two anymore. you watched as he took off his shoes and placed them neatly on the rack, your heartbeat growing faster with every passing second. 

a rush of adrenaline shot through you when you felt megumis hands land on your hips, bringing you closer to him and backing you against the wall. he wasted no time, lips latching onto your exposed neck as he pressed against you. a small whimper left your lips as a hand traveled south, grabbing the back of your thigh and lifting your leg to rest against his hip. 

“not here,” you breathed out as his other hand groped at your chest, your body growing hot as you felt how hard he was under his sweatpants. “my room,” he reluctantly let up after a few moments. your face grew hot; despite how dark it was in the entrance way, you could feel how intensely he was staring at you. with only a short nod, megumi trailed behind as you led him to your bed. 

he closed the door of your bedroom behind him, watching you intently as you turned to face him. you offered him a small smile, one he couldnt seem to give back before pressing his lips against yours. you instinctively wrapped your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. your breath hitched as megumi lifted you into his arms with seemingly minimal effort. the kiss grew messy, only stopping as he laid you on your bed. he stood over you, stripping down to his underwear. the low light of your lamp showering his toned body in a warm yellow glow. he didnt allow you to stare for long, getting onto the bed and trapping you under him. he looked at you below him, dick pressing against his boxers as he took in the sight. with a shuddered breath, he grabbed the hem of your shirt and slowly took it off of you. hands smoothing over your stomach and traveling up to your now bare chest. 

you knew from the time you spent with him that megumi wasnt one to show his emotions on the outside. this was the only time he let some of it slip through the cracks and you wanted to make the most of it. sitting up on your elbows, you tangled your hands into his hair, pushing him down to meet your lips. 

megumi was quick to oblige, slotting his tongue between your lips as he grinded against you. a small whine left both of you at his movements, your hips bucking to meet his. your head felt hazy as megumis hands worked skillfully to discard of shorts and panties, doing so without interrupting your messy make out session. he nudged your legs open with his knee, your thighs resting on top of his as he now directly humped your bare cunt. he could feel how wet you were through his boxers, leaving a damp patch against his covered dick.  your whines were muffled by his lips as he continued to press himself against you. with one last lingering kiss, megumi let up. hands planted on either side of your head as he looked down at you.

“can i,” his voice was almost hoarse as he spoke, eyes never leaving yours as he waited for the go-ahead. too embarrassed and wound up to answer back with words, you nodded your head, heart racing as he moved down your body until he was face level in front of your sopping pussy. 

he licked a stripe over your slit, eliciting a gasp from you. your head lolled to the side as you slot a hand in his hair, biting your lip as spread your thighs further open. he kissed your inner thigh, resting his head on the other as he pushed two fingers inside of you. he started off slow, pumping his fingers in at a steady place as he licked at your clit. 

your eyes were screwed shut as he hit that spot inside of you, shallow breaths leaving your lips as made an attempt at not making too much noise. his free hand held onto your thigh tightly as he picked up his speed, fucking you with his fingers as his mouth latched onto your clit.

“hah- megumi-,” your voice was shaky as your thighs began to tremble with your oncoming orgasm. megumi got the message, adding a third finger as he set a brutal pace. a low groan left his throat as he felt your walls flutter and clench around him as the knot in your stomach only grew. you werent able to hold back a string of moans as you came, your whole body twitched as you came undone around his fingers. those moans quickly turned into a whimper as he kept going, working you through your orgasm and teetering on the edge of overstimulation. your hips moved jaggedly, trying to escape the onslaught of pain and pleasure before megumi slowed down to a stop. pulling out his fingers and dragging them between your folds, spreading you open for him. 

with one last strangely intimate kiss to your clit, megumi sat up, taking off his boxers and discarded them somewhere on the floor. repositioning himself between your legs, his eyes never left you. his heavy gaze sent heat straight to your cunt, making your hole twitch in anticipation of what was to come. 

you watched as megumi tilt his head down, a string of spit falling down onto his cock. his wrist moved languidly over it as he took in your state; hot and flushed as your chest rose and fell shakily. he grit his teeth, jaw clenched as he pressed his dick against your cunt, feeling how wet you were from your orgasm moments before. he was insatiable, you knew that. it was why he kept coming back. you constantly told yourself it wasnt the only reason. but you werent fooling anyone but yourself. 

you felt his tip prod against you, pushing in slowly. a low hiss left him, growing drunk on the way you felt around him. leaning over you, he buried his head into the crook of your neck, kissing the skin messily as he pushed himself in until his pelvis met yours. you mewled at the feeling.

your hands clawed at his back as he began to move, setting a fast pace that continuously knocked the air out of you. the sound of his hips snapping against yours rang through the room, almost drowning out your moans and whines. a hand snaking down your body to rub at your abused clit as he continued to pound into you.

the bed creaked as megumi moved both of your bodies with the push of his hips, pace growing unsteady as he grew closer to his own orgasm. the feeling was becoming too much for you as the knot in your stomach threatened to snap for the second time. your legs were beginning to ache as you neared your release. not able to conjure up the words, all megumi had to go by was the rise in tone of your whines. his thumb circled your clit roughly, egging your orgasm on as you twitched under him, blabbering his name and whimpering. 

megumi unexpectedly sat up, pulling out and still attacking your clit as he fisted his cock to release. with a guttural moan he came over your stomach, both of you panting heavily as you came down from your highs. 

you laid there, body feeling like mush while megumi got up, redressing quietly. you watched as he walked into your bathroom, not bothering to turn the light on before grabbing a towel and coming back to clean you up. this wasn’t uncommon for him to, he may be standoffish but he wasnt a jerk. despite not saying it, youd like to think he cared for you and showed it through his actions. you sat up, thanking him sheepishly as he handed you your earlier discarded shirt. 

“are you leaving now,” you asked after glancing at your clock and pulling your shirt on. it was almost 2 am and you’d use any excuse to be with him longer. megumi looked at you, mouth opening as he got ready to answer but was interrupted by the loud buzz of his phone. you watched as he pulled it out of his pocket, the light from the screen making it easy to see how his expression changed to something more serious before looking back at you and shaking his head.

“i cant” he said softly, you thought you heard a twinge of pain in his voice but chalked it up to your imagination. “try to get some sleep,” with an awkward nod of his head he walked out, softly closing your door behind him. you waited to hear your front door open and close before flopping back down on your bed with a loud exaggerated groan. you knew you wouldnt be able to keep on like this. you didnt want to just be his fuck buddy. you wanted a relationship with him, a life with him. 

megumi has almost  all his walls up and you were completely open for him. 

getting under your blankets, you thought about the next time youd see him. thought about how maybe youd grow the balls to confront him. this was just turning into one tiring, messy cycle.

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[hannicorpse]

stupid cupid.

kim rian x fem reader | wc: 0.7k | genre: drama, romanceish | warnings: none

note : written in 3rd person because i dont like using y/n

you couldnt say you were one to believe in theoretical situations. but, after one day out with your friends, you recall how woojin said cupid could sometimes miss when shooting his arrow. you thought it was silly, but later began to think about how it was possible.

ever since you and your friends were young, it was a well known fact between you, woojin, and hera, that you had a huge crush on rian. to others, it seemed obvious. but to rian? he was completely oblivious. for most of your childhood, he only ever had eyes on jae-i.

after jae-i came back from the states and back to school, of course, people only saw her as the queen of jooshin. so when you heard from hera that rian had been dumped at the racetrack, (after you weren’t able to make it), she was determined to help you dethrone jae-i.

maybe cupid was able to shoot his arrow twice, because you’ve never felt this close to having such an opportunity.

despite growing up in the same friend group, rian has always seemed to be the most distant from you. so naturally, you were beyond surprised when he had reached out to you after the break up.

rian 💞 : help me

you : with what?

rian 💞 : help me win back jae-i

you: surprised ur not asking woojin

rian 💞 : he doesnt get girls. and hera would just sabotage me. again.

‘is he serious right now?’ you thought to yourself with your brows furrowed. ‘how desperate..’

you: come to my house

rian had you left you on read for 15 minutes. and you didn’t doubt the fact that you knew he was already on his way.

as if right on schedule, there he was, already knocking on your door.

“so will you help me, or not?” rian asked impatiently as he followed you upstairs to your room.

“fine. you wanna win her back? make her jealous.” you briefly suggested, walking into your room and guiding him to sit on your bed. “how?”

“you saw how she was with that scholarship kid at the party. she didn’t even push him off. she wants to get under your skin. so get under hers. like, fake a relationship or something.”

“i don’t know if i want that. but if i were to go with it, who would it be?” he questioned, with a confused look on his face.

“well, since you asked, ill do it.” you replied, biting back a small grin.

“you cant be serious.”

“it wont work if it’s not believable. why? am i not worthy of the king of jooshin?”

“that’s not what i’m saying,” rian scoffed. “i mean, i see your point, but this sounds like a plan b.” “looks like she’s gonna need a plan b pill with that scholarship kid if you don’t make a move.”

“fine. i’ll do it.”

it was nearly impossible to stop yourself from smiling as much as you did, but you managed to contain yourself (for the most part).

the next day initiated the first step of your plan to ‘help’ rian ‘win back�� jae-i.

step one. make it seem like you’re dating in front of everyone.

step two. the news goes school wide and it reaches jae-i

step three. jae-i realizes what she did and apologizes to rian so they get back together.

rian picked you up from your house so you could enter school together. but when you received a text from hera about how jae-i walked into school holding hands with the scholarship kid, you just had to let rian know. his blood almost boiled when you told him the news. he realized, he’d soon have to step up and try harder.

when you walked through jooshins entrance, hand in hand with rian, the news spread like a wildfire. even more than jae-i and the scholarship kid. your phone was blowing up with notifications from the schools gossip page.

kim2004 : rian and jaei are no more?

0808leelvv : so much for king and queen

kang04oo : you guys wont believe who dethroned jaei

with rian and woojin on the school football team, naturally, it meant you and hera would follow as cheerleaders.

“big game today, good luck.” you whispered to rian as you saw jae-i passing by, being extra sure to kiss his cheek when you knew she was looking. she subtlety rolled her eyes, before turning back around in the opposite direction to go towards the bleachers.

the game was nearing its end, and jooshin was 3 points down. but when woojin passed the ball to rian, he was determined to get a touchdown. he shoved and hurdled over any player who got in his way, taking all his previous anger and transferring it as motivation to get across the field.

nothing less of the expectations set for him, rian scored a touchdown, ultimately winning the game.

he ignores his clamoring teammates celebrating their victory, immediately going towards you. rian throws his helmet to the side and pulls you in by the waist, connecting your lips in a deep kiss.

you heard hera and woojin teasing you two in the background, but it didn’t seem to matter. in this moment, the moment you’ve fantasized about for oh so long, was here, and it was real. it was just you, and rian.

for a second, you felt that this wasn’t something to piss off jae-i. this was real. and rian felt the same way.

[blusandbirds]

a lot of people are like "why would hawk just not apply to mit that makes no sense" but to be fair that just made him even more relatable to me because i also last minute did not apply to two very prestigious universities despite planning to the entire time i was in high school and i couldnt tell you why now but it definitely had something to do with being young and dumb and insecure and it was easier to let the opportunity pass by than having to chance my own agency should i actually get in.

he's just trying to push off the choice he will eventually have to make: mit (demetri) or something else (not demetri).

of course eli knows his chances of getting into mit are lower if he doesn't apply early action, he's kind of banking on that in the moment. he's scared of what that increased chance of him getting in means. because he is, at the moment, scared of getting in.

at the time of early decisions, he still doesn't know what he wants, if he still has the same dream as freshman year eli (if he's still demetri's eli), and with that still in doubt, he's not taking the chance that he gets in. getting an acceptance now means that his only excuse for not choosing mit (demetri) is that he didnt want to go (with demetri). and that's something he'll have to sit with starting now. (yeah, eli next week could have an epiphany that he wants nothing more than to go to mit and darn he should have applied, but eli has not had that epiphany yet and he is concerned with eli of now, not eli of next week. sucks for eli of next week. see you in april.)

so he doesn't apply, therefore pushing off that decision while also the added bonus of kind of sabotaging his chances. he gets to tell himself "well i didnt make a choice because i still have a chance to get in" (inaction is much easier than action) but also if mit rejects him then he's got a perfect valid excuse for not being who demetri wanted him to be. mit chooses for him and he never has to make a big decision. so the decreased odds of getting in actually works out for him while allowing him to maintain plausible deniability.

at the moment, it would be so much easier for eli to not get into mit. demetri will always be able to hold the "what if you applied early action and made it" against him but at least he can't hold "you applied early action and got in and still didn't choose me" against him <- not implying that demetri would do that but this is eli's head

simpler terms:

if he doesnt apply early action and he doesn't get in, then when the time comes, he never has to choose between mit (demetri) and something else. mit chose for him.

if he doesn't apply early action and still gets in, well that is at least a problem for eli in the spring. not for eli in this moment. and eli in this moment is hoping eli in the spring will have his answer by then.

these are both far preferable for eli of now than if he applies early action and gets in and now has to start thinking in hard terms

[gyuvision]

going, going, gone! -> [back to masterlist?]

wc ; 1.4k - pairing ; 1b hong seunghan x team manager fem reader

summary ; seunghan is benched for an argument between another player, but even though hes feeling down he convinces you to stay with him after hours.

contains -> swearing, fluff, comfort, angst

note - i love myungjae please know its just for the plot 😞

“but coach, its not fair! i dont understand what it is that i did wrong.” seunghan pleaded, quickly pulling his sweaty jersey off and changing into a clean tee as he begged the coach to let him play.

“seunghan please. you know i wouldnt bench my star player without a reason. even if its nationals, what you did was beyond unacceptable.” coach myung gestured to his nephew who was sitting on a bench with an ice pack to his swollen cheek.

myung jaehyun may have been a good player, but he wouldn’t have made it on the team if his uncle hadn’t been the coach. in doing so, he got away with almost anything with little to no consequences making him one of the most feared players in comparison to seunghan, who was the most respected.

“he yelled profanities at me and hit on our manager, y/n! not to mention how he came at me first?” seunghan defended himself, pointing to his bruised eye.

“hong seunghan that is more than enough! i’ve had it with you. you’re benched for the rest of the season. i don’t care who started what but i will not tolerate this behavior. not on my team. when you come back here tomorrow i’d expect you best have your attitude straightened up. everyone is dismissed.” the coach announced with not another word as he left the locker room, with the rest of the team following behind.

“damn it!” seunghan yelled, punching his locker in anger and disappointment.

“you really thought he’d let you play after that?” jaehyun scoffed. “you need a reality check, hong.”

“you’re still here?.. get out.”

“like my parents aren’t the ones who own the place? besides. the only reason you’re still here is because you’re dating the manager. i would’ve had a better chance anyway”

“i said get the fuck out. unless you want me to fuck up your other cheek too.”

“some nerve.” he muttered before walking through the door.

seunghan sighed, grabbing his jersey to go and sit in the dugout up until he saw you getting ready to leave.

“thought you left already.” seunghan whispered, knowing you heard everything. he didn’t want to disappoint you any further.

“oh seunghan..” you sighed, leaving your bag to go up to him and fix his messy bangs.

“i would try to-” “just please stay.” he begged as he wrapped his arms around your waist, hiding his face in your hair.

“seunghan..”

“..please?”

“…okay.” you nodded, letting him lead you to the field and to their dugout.

“whats on your mind?”

“i just dont get it.” seunghan spoke, looking into the pink horizon before turning to meet your eyes.

“get what?”

“why such jerks like myung jaehyun think theyre so much better than everyone else because theyre born into nepotism. it defeats everything ive worked so hard for.”

“he thinks hes better because hes privileged. but it doesnt mean that he actually is, babe.”

“i guess.”

“what if i talk to coach myung to let you play tomorrow? i know he wont let you play for the rest of the season but maybe tomorrow at least, hopefully.”

“you dont have to.”

“i know how happy baseball makes you. i couldnt just sit and watch you be so disappointed while you deserve to be out there. its worth a try.” you reassure him.

“i dont deserve you.” he muttered.

“this team doesnt deserve you. they mistreat you. thats why i wanted you to come with me to play varsity in the states, where i’d be the new manager.”

“that doesn’t sound too bad. maybe i’ll just finish off this season first.”

“it’s your choice, but there’s a better opportunity there than however little the myungs have to offer.”

after a few moments you both left the dugout to walk the stadium, passing under the bleachers and beyond the closed food stands before finding a seat with a good view of the field, and the sunset.

you stayed there at the stadium with him for a little while longer before you get up, telling him you have to go.

“i know they have no chance of advancing without you. he has to let you play. you’ll hit me a homerun won’t you?”

“always.” he chuckled. “it’ll be going, going, gone.”

[lemmetreatya]

Hi

Imagine:

CEO!character interviews you and you think it‘s not going well. but you really need that job

Inspired by your driving instructor!nanami (really loved that btw)

thank you sm for appreciating it!! hopefully this leads up to its expectations lol <33 ref: driving instructor!nanami

ceo!toji who doesn’t usually have any hand in the interviewing process for his off-the-ground start up tech company, but concerning his recruitment manager has been off sick for a while, had to intervene.

ceo!toji who almost bursts out in hubristic laughter once he sees your resume up next because no fucking way little ol’ heavily under-qualified you had the audacity to step foot into his business and apply for the very senior role of director.

but then maybe ceo!toji’ is proved wrong because when he sees you enter his office; shirt fastened from the third button down, trousers firmly hugging your waist and lip gloss sparkly pink, he thinks you may stand a fighting chance. there’s just something about the way you compose yourself that even made him entertain your interview. your confidence and spunk helping you act a part you were so determined you could play. if anything, ceo!toji is left excited at the new prospects you could offer not just him, but his child — his company.

“look, i see your passion — and it’s the type i want for someone who’s going to be the new visionary for my company — but passion alone s’just not gonna cut it, ya know?” you perceive that ceo!toji isnt mildly convinced by you in the slightest by the fixed look on his face.

as you imagine the worst, a flash of uncertainty runs through your chest and you panic for his verdict. you couldn’t let him rule you out over simple paperwork and you couldn’t take another dead end. you needed this job and you knew you had what it took to sustain it.

“i promise, my performance will make up for the lack of qualifications! you just need to give me a chance.”

“give you a chance, huh?”

the buzz word makes ceo!toji slightly perk up and you couldnt help see that opportunity as a sign of hope.

“yes! anything to prove myself!”

“you sure about that?” he carefully gauges and you can only nod desperately.

its no surprise then when you find yourself with the flush of your back glued against ceo!toji’s desk, your ankles dangling by his ears as he viciously fucks into you and your eyes rolling towards the back of your head.

“go on! prove yourself now, eh?!”

ceo!toji is merciless with how he surges himself pass every crevice of your opening, his hands not missing the perks of your chest as he twiddles and pinches at your nipples.

“talkin’ all that fuckin’ smack earlier and now look? can’t even take a lil dick.”

your moans are almost tearful, arm covering over your drool slicked mouth as you attempt to quieten your voice — but ceo!toji doesn’t let you! before moving your arm, he bends you in half enough so that he could curl over you and demand you open your mouth. once your lips are slack and pushing out easy thrusts, he spits a waddle of saliva into your mouth before easily instructing: “swallow” straight after.

honestly, fuck him because he didn’t even offer you the job in the end. but you do, however, receive a text through his company automative service that tells you that you have a follow-up interview with him the very next day.

[fandomkingdom18]

seven curtis brothers au but it's their family dynamics hcs

for @wannabe-goth-babe who commented and i just couldn't resist making another list of hcs

since two bit is all goofy, friendly as a kid growing up to present day, he's always been close with his siblings but ever since their parents passed, he had to slow some of his bad habits to help provide for his brothers as the only other newly legal adult in his family

so while he helps (or at least tries to) darry manage all the stuff he's responsible for, he also spends his time keeping morale up while darry is busy

but steve and soda would usually already be doing something cause they're nerds (probably a whole ahhh championship for arm wrestling)

and johnny would usually be with pony since dally is often out

but when he wasn't he would sometimes be in the middle of losing to johnny in some card game

so pony would just sit somewhere and read or be at the piano, playing around with some melodies and two-bit couldnt tell if pony was lonely or just in the zone

but two still would walk over and look at his sheet music and ask him what he was playing because he would usually recognize it because a lot of the sheet music was put together by their mother who would always play it to them

and while everyone else is minding their own business, two would sit down at the piano next to pony

and pony would teach him the things their mother taught him, since two had never wanted to learn, something he he regretted after losing their parents. passing up on chances to spend time together

and two didn't wanna make that mistake again

he learned how to identify the keys and play a few chords

and two played the lower harmonies with those chords while pony played the higher melody

(guys im picturing the scene from the princess switch if you know what i mean except platonic)

(therefore lets pretend its christmas time or smth for a moment and they're playing carol of the bells :D)

and their brothers would hear and turn around and look on in amazement because respectfully, its hard to get two-bit to sit down for extended periods of time. especially at the piano.

and after they finished the song, two would ruffle at pony's hair, pull him close into a side hug and thank him for being so patient with him

and pony feels all happy since no one really had time for something like that because no one else likes music as much except darry and he always has something to do

but two-bit was always good at making him feel seen

like two bit has common sense but he's still techncially a teen so sometimes he and pony would sneak out and do silly dumb things and go to the playground and joke around before sneaking back home as if nothing happened

mostly cause two knows that pony hasn't had as many opportunities to be a real teen since he was freshly a teenager when their parents passed so two just wants to make it feel real for him

and while two is technically still enrolled in school, he doesn't have to go. so when ponyboy or someone else is sick or smth he stays home to take care of them and cheer them up so darry doesn't have to miss work

and like brother, like brother, two and pony are both insanely stubborn when they're sick and stubborn in trying to help each other so it's chaos but they make it work in the end

unlike steve and pony when they were home alone together after catching the same cold

if they weren't so fatigued and sick they would've really went at each others throats

instead it's steve laying on the couch and pony across darry's arm chair trying to figure out how the other is responsible for the cold going through their family

(they've always had a rocky relationship)

if you were to ask steve why he "hates" ponyboy

he would say it's because the kid is a brat who has it better than the rest of them since he doesn't need to get a job and get in the stuff that mostly dally gets into

but if you were to ask him on a deeper level

he would say he's jealous. because for a while he and soda were closer than pages in a book and of course after johnny was born, they were all fussing over him, but with pony it was even more since he was the littlest of the littles

and pony always had to be included and as time went on, steve not only lost attention from his brothers, but also his parents

(and steve isn't the only one who feels like this)

(cough cough two bit cough cough dally)

dally practically got over it when he got older and two bit just ignored it for so long that he just doesn't think about it.

(it was real hard for two because he and darry had been so close but he knows that everyone else is more important)

if you were to ask ponyboy why he thinks steve hates him

he would say its because steves a dumbass who focuses all his willpower into making his life too difficult.

but if you were to ask him on a deeper level

he would say it's because he thinks hes annoying and holding everyone down

that he's too sentimental and stupid for wanting something beyond a greaser in tulsa

pony genuinely thinks that darry, steve, and dally only put up with him since johnny, soda, and two-bit do

they're working on it

or at least they're going to

youngest bro of seven on the east side of tulsa vibes

like they do NOT let him do anything out of the ordinary or potentially risky

enter ponyboy's rebellious era

(this will be dived deeper into in the fic)

darry is the same except for being more cautious and protective over his brothers

soda's the same mostly with extra love warming his heart and everyone else around him

johnny still is more of a listener than a talker but he's more confident and like soda and darry when it comes to being a curtis bro

dally still has that tough exterior from his time participating in rough gangs but it's the mildest it's been in tulsa

(the curtises have lived in other places, i'll write ab more of this in a post soon)

keith daniel curtis is still a doofus

pony is mostly the same with the trials and tribulations with darry but multiplied by 6

steve is pretty chill. no daddy issues. except for the fact he's dead. just ponyboy issues. everyone else is alright tho.

back when it was only darry, two, and dally, two was playing major middle child because hes always been an outgoing kid, but dally used to be really shy so darry would always cheer him up and two would just sit there like o_o

so basically darry would always make sure dally was alright

but growing up, it became the opposite

dally usually checks in on him and stuff to make sure stuff is going well, offers to take stuff off of him like taking up more shifts at bucks so darry doesnt have to do an overwhelming amount of work

even tho darry was older by a few years, he was always more optimistic and dally hated that their parents just had to die and all of the pieces had to be picked up by darry. he was too young to have all of that on him.

so dally takes matters into his own hands sometimes just so darry gets some rest.

just to return the favor of darry always taking care of them.

[iianian69]

yumetober day 3 lets goooooooooooooooo

guess who finally remembered to add snipers stubble first try? THIS GUY!!!

ALSO GUYS I PROMMY NOT EVERY YUMETOBER PROMPT WILL BE TF2 RELATED i have many other fictional wives. im just. im a little uh. fixated. you could say (im ill)

(so there'll probably be a lot of sniperscout.. oops)

i know snipers outfit "matches" his normal outfit but. couldnt pass up the opportunity to draw myself based on my roblox avatar again (see prev. femme presenting scout art)

[39472034658449305249465224devils]

Sorry if you did not receive a new years ask, this may be because i couldnt find your main account / didnt want to send many to side blogs, or because asks were turned off, or i missed your blog some how in my line up in my followers and following tabs.

so, if you didnt get one,

🎍 🐍新年おめでとう! 🐍🎍Happy new years! I hope you have a happy, prosperous, fulfilling new year with lots of peace, wisdom and success.

Happy new years to everyone here, lurkers and followers i do not know well as well. it's a bit early to send these out, but I dont think ill be on the computer at the "right time". time also rolls over differently in different places, so, happy new years if it already is new years when you read this, or happy new years in a few hours if it hasnt!

i hope all of us- myself, my friends, and strangers and even those who treat me poorly, i hope we all have a good new year, and we all find happiness, learn and teach those around us, be happier and make those around us happy, be healthy and make other's lives healthier, have good fortune and aid others around us, and most of all, live and thrive and help those around us also live and thrive.

I hope year of the snake brings us wisdom and intelligence to navigate ourselves and the world, wisdom to pass to others, wisdom with the self and wisdom to make better choices, i hope we are granted transformation to amend our poor traits and bad habits, to make change for the better of ourselves and others, transformation in flexibility to change in the world, and transformation in taking our lives and bodies and hearts to change to be more comfortable and in line with ourselves. i hope we are granted the elegance and charm to handle difficult situations and bring feelings of comfort and safety to our loved ones, i hope we all take advantage of the correct time to move on opportunities, i hope that we move forward and are ambitious and rewarded with fortune! i hope we will have the minds to see when we are granted fortune in our loved ones, beauty on earth, kindness, chances for mindfulness and respect, life, good things and satisfaction.

Happy new year to everyone. Congratulations and thank you for being here with me, and more importantly, with me on this earth. Let's do our best to greet the new year in a way we are proud of, and lead a year we can be proud of. regardless of any of it, I am proud of you.

[sailingfireshipz]

Because @stellariders & @chicagofires are fueling this fire & I have very minimal self-control, here we fucking go.

First, let me preface this rant with the following context. This situation triggers me so much because I am a WOC in a predominantly male industry so I see myself in the struggles that Stella has been exposed to & it's simply not fucking fair. So this take will be framed from my POV...Perspective & Perception. The fact that I have to preface this rant with the above statement instead of just saying how I feel is exactly the fucking point I'm about to make 🙃

(Grab a snacky snack)

"You have to be what?"... you have to be 2x as good, work 3x as hard, to receive HALF of the recognition, praise, grace, & chances. They can fail upwards or even have a promotion fall into their hands "cough cough" whereas you have to drive yourself up the wall just to prove that you're worthy of the opportunity. Because ONE mistake can & will follow you throughout your entire career. & that constantly plays in the background, like static when it comes to Stella Kidd. & I feel like Stella knows that, which is why she came in, did her job, did it damn good, & proved that she can hang with the best of the best at 51 but it was never quite enough for some people & i wonder why. There's never been a moment where she has been above reproach or criticism. How can she be out of fear of being labeled difficult, aggressive, or hard to work with as the only "broad on truck" & let me be clear I'm using that term & phrase because thats exactly what Hermann said when she joined truck 81.... yuck! Anyway, how can she make a mistake when the few mistakes she has made have followed her. She fucked up in 7x02 why is it S10 & Casey if implying she can't come with him when Severide & squad 3 were under water because she might be to emotionally charged. (LOL excuse me but didnt you jump out of a moving firetruck when your poor Sylvie was hurt, hypocrite much?) Didn't see Brett or Violet volunteering to hop on the boat & Stella is a trained paramedic or EMT so she would have been an asset. She messed up in S8 so why did they just take away her teaching at the academy versus addressing burnout & how to prioritize her time to be able to do both, because she was & is fully capable of doing both she just needed direction & support...She made a mistake in S10 by going mia & she apologized profusely for it but it still felt like Kelly held back & almost iced her out a bit longer than necessary. But in S9 when he royally messed up she immediately took him back & told him she wasn't going to let him get away again even though it wasn't her fault, he iced her out to begin with. Oh not even touching on the fact that him icing her out in S9 absolutely fucked with her confidence in her abilities to the point she almost skipped out on the LT exam.....🙂

When her CAPTAIN no less saw her burning it on all fronts in S8.. what did he do? How did he act? Was it with compassion or care, or did he get snappy & reprimand? Did Stella argue, talk back, or provide excuses? No, instead, she took accountability for her actions & tried to do better even though she KNEW she was drowning & overwhelmed. Instead of creating a safe space for her to be like hey captain, I'm struggling prioritizing how you manage she went internal & pushed herself to the brink of self exhaustion that she could have killed herself or someone else.

So let's talk about how Gallo on the other hand came in & had his own share of potential life or death mistakes with Casey & how he was down right disrespectful to Pelham & how he was inappropriate in the attitude & tone he took with Stella when questioning her about Carver. I never saw fucking reddit think pieces on how disrespectful, cocky, arrogant or annoying he was. Nope! He got a pass & a slap on the wrist time & time again. Casey even sat down with him, bought him a beer & they talked it out. So why couldnt Stella get that same grace? Yet when Stella very respectfully told Pelham "hey hesrd you are a great ff but I'll have to see for myself" parts of this fandom erupted, calling her all types of jealousy , entitled, etc. Never once saw Stella defy Pelhams commands or undermined his leadership. I dis however see her lay her busding career down on the line for a man she barely knew but did it because it was the right thing to do.

Casey was ready to cut Gallo loose on HIS FIRST fuck up after Boden told Casey he didn't want him at 51 because he was reckless. Had it not been for Boden providing Casey with Gallos' backstory, he would have cut him loose, i believe. Funny how Boden had to tell Casey about Gallos family history but Stella took it upon herself to try & work with & get to know Carvers backstory AFTER Boden, her mentor, her father figure & CHIEF told her who her next replacement on 51 was going to be.... Funny how the most turnover truck saw in 10 years was Jimmy, Gabby (chose not to return to truck) & Otis yet Stella is 2.5-3 years in & she's had to navigate through Mason, Gallo, Gibson, while dealing with shit from Carver & Damon.... you see the picture I'm painting here!?

Correct me if I'm wrong, but outside of Carver... who else has Boden forced his officers to take on their rig when they were explicitly against it..... I'll wait. Oh, but because "he's 51 material," you have to find a way to manage his bullshit & if you rewatch S11, Carver had a lot of BS. And I know we like Carver now because they abandoned the I have a crush on my married LT storyline, but I had actually forgotten how bad he was as an EMPLOYEE!

He is hot tempered & showcased high levels of aggression & anger in the workplace. Imagine Stella getting upset & punching or throwing things. Yelling at her LT or engaging in behavior that would have landed her in jail. Did we forget that this incident in S12 is Carvers' second physical altercation with a civilian... Never thought I'd be referencing Emma Jacobs, but one incident in the file is a hiccup.. two looks like a pattern of him not being able to control his temperament. We've seen Stella drunk ONE time because she'd been transferred out & they acted like she was being biligerant (go back & watch the scene & just look at how they're looking at her). Carver, however, is allowed to get drunk thrown in jail, call his LT to bail him out & Stella's supposed to what? Take it, leave her damn job in the middle of the night just for him to not be apologetic at ALL & then tell her oh this needs to stay been us. LMAO EXCUSE ME WHAT!!!!? & it would be one thing if this was a one off but AGAIN nope later in the SAME season he didn't just get himself into a physical altercation but dragged Gallo, Mouch, & Ritter into it also because he refused to REGULATE & walk away.

But wait, there's more. Remember how he went off on his LT in the locker room because he was upset & then proceeded to get drunk & call out on one shift & NCNS on another leaving her with no time to find a decent floater... & even after Kelly explicitly told her that she would lose no respect if she cut him loose, what did she do... she went to his apartment to check on him, make sure he was alright & gave him ANOTHER chance. Matt Casey, Kelly Severide & Hermann would absolutely never & I'm not saying it's a bad thing that Stella gave him so many chances what I'm saying is i don't feel like her reasoning behind all the chances were actually her own but more so rooted in not wanting it to be a failure on her part in the eyes of Boden. & that for me is problematic as hell.

Even in S12... for Carver to get into that restaurant brawl & immediately take furlough afterwards was just such a cowardly move because here you are AGAIN leaving your LT high & fucking dry on truck during a crirical time no less with Boden being up for that promotion!

Now, moving into this Damon storyline, I'm going to reserve a majority of my thoughts until we actually get to see it play out. However, one thing in the finale that was alarming to me was Stella's conversation with Violet. I interpreted it as Stella had all intentions of cutting Damon loose. He was a floater, she owed that man no loyalty & she specifically said she was in no rush to lock anyone down permanently after the Gibson issue. However, again, it felt like Stella decided to keep him on longer because of other external factors. ie: Carver leaving her high & dry again & Kelly seemed to like him. Those to me aren't good enough reasons because she's not making decisions that honor her experience with this man rather than those around her.

The reality is that Stella could have lost her command or even worse because of that brawl. That man could have reported them to the CFD brass, called the cops, blasted them in the media & SUED the CFD. & the first thing they would have asked Stella was why she did not have control of the scene or her direct reports. They would have hung this on her & the old hags at CFD would have been like see this is why women shouldn't be officers." Blah blah blah. The repeecussions would have been so much greater for Stella & could have derailed what shes worked so hard for & the fact that Carver & Damon don't get that irks me because they should have NEVER put her in that position to begin with. You don't bring reproach on your leader especially when your leader has run through walls to protect you, bailed you out of jail, hell thrown herself on top of you to shield you from a blast, etc.

& so in conclusion my next gripe is with the writers & showrunners because I wonder if they know. I wonder if they know & they're choosing to reinforce these stereotypical experiences without effectively addressing them. I wonder if they know that they're not romanticizing it all & that its not cute or funny but infuriating that it feeds a part of this fanbase that's actually disgusting & rooted in misogyny. Or maybe they don't know & it's a mixture of unconscious bias/ ignorance.

Regardless, it's 2024 & I'm tired of it! 😫 I'm all for showing the reality & challenges that women or woc in the CFD face on a day to day but I feel like why not use it as a platform to show that just because it's embedded in the systems doesn't make it right nor does it make a requirement for Stella or any other female officer to have to endure the shit. She should be able to fucking fire or discipline Carver, Damon or whoever on HER rig without being questioned on whether or not her emotions or personal experiences are clouding her judgment because she's earned that right. She studied, she worked her ass off, she took the test, she passed & she's the LT. She shouldn't have to explain why she gave Carver or anyone certain assignments because guess what? No assignment is too big or small when lives are on the line, right? She shouldn't have to feel obligated to keep Damon on her rig just because now he's her long lost BOL that withheld the truth from her his LT & even when he decided to come clean it wasn't to her his LT. I am praying that is not the narrative they push in S13 but tbh I wouldn't be surprised because they've already set the groundwork for it. She shouldn't have to explain her reasoning or endure another year of unprofessionalism on her rig all because the patriarchy will get upset that a woman is leading/ discipling men. Reading the comments on how Stella disciplined them in the finale really bothered me because yall can't be serious! Stella had ever right to be upset, to express that frustration & disappointment with them because at the end of the day, that was her scene, her fire fighters & her responsibility as the officer in charge.

It feels like the men on the show are allowed to have their emotions, their traumas, their demons & it be brushed over or romanticized with little to no consequence. However, that same grace is not extended to the strong female leads that have just as much trauma, pain, or demons. They vilified Gabby for hers & they try to do the same to Stella. it's not fair because if they were males, we wouldn't have the conversations of "Stella leading Grant on" "Stella putting people lives in danger" or "Stella's on a power trip & has let her rank go to her head"

I know that was a lot & if you made it to the end of this rage rant, thank you. This has been something I've been sitting on since S11 & tbh it feels good to get it out! 🥹

[roseboysstuff]

can you do a leon x reader where reader like loses his eye or something and leon fucks his eye socket while its still bleeding and stuff.. .. very unrealistic yes sorry i couldnt think of a plot for this if it makes it any easier you could also do a scenario where reader gets stabbed and woundfucking happens❤ if this crossed any of your boundaries or i accidentally misread anythimg please PLEASE dont respond to it its gonna be so embarassing💔 have a good day..ur fanfics are good

This has been in my inbox and I have been staring at it for so long Its a very unique idea i have to say, and I'm not into gore but I'm not opposed to it, so I hope whatever word vomit happens here will meet your standards lol CW // gore, wound fucking, gets pretty descriptive so pretty heavy warning and I've put a break

Leon was supposed to be looking after you, but it wasn't looking good. An attack had happened and you had got the brunt of it. The damage was undetermined, but you had a lot of wounds. Your face was a mess of blood, and your eye socket was definitely hollowed out. Those creatures had gotten to you and tore your eye out while he was helpless to stop them. But what disturbed him the most, wasn't the extent of your wound, or the blood still dripping, or the hollow eye socket that was obvious on your face. It wasn't even your cries and whimpers of pain, no. What disturbed him the most was how painfully hard he was. As he simply stared at you, seeing the muscles and bones of the inside of your face, he couldn't have been more aroused. He wanted to fuck into your face, literally, and cover his cock with all your blood. To feel your insides throbbing and spurting blood and other fluids all over him. And as you passed out from blood loss and pain, he seized his opportunity. He positioned your head and whispered out a small apology. "Sorry, baby boy, I know this is strange, and gross. You're asleep so you won't feel it, so I guess it's okay. Don't worry, I won't cum inside your head." He got his cock out and rubbed it against what once held your eye. The wound felt good against his cock, lubed up with your blood. The novel sensations made him groan out in pleasure. He forgot about the guilt, the pleasure overwhelming him, and he pressed his cock into your eye socket. The wound was almost perfect for his cock, a little tight but perfectly lubed up. And so he kept fucking it, taking his pleasure from your pain, although you weren't feeling the pain. "Fuck, that's so good, makes my cock feel so good, good boy." There was some guilt about doing this, but with you being asleep, and no one else being around, he rationalised it. He'd take care of you when you woke up, and make sure that you were taken care of as you learned to live with one eye. Just let him have this one thing. He got close to cumming pretty quickly, and pulled out, not wanting to cause any more problems by filling your head with cum. He spilled over his hand while touching your wound with his other hand. The guilt came back, post nut clarity hitting him hard, but he shook it off and started wrapping your wound, picking you up into his arms to take you to a hospital.

[pastanest]

if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to @iamburdened - thanks so much!! ♡

Daryl Dixon x gender neutral!reader

Kissing Daryl Would Include

- just like every other form of affection when it comes to Daryl, it takes time for kisses to be a regular thing

- of course, he’s wanted to kiss you since before the two of you even got together, but it wasnt appropriate then

- when you eventually revealed your crush on him, Daryl was on cloud nine for hours, until he realised something truly terrible

- the pressure for kissing was officially present

- kisses were expected, a normal coupley thing to do

- Daryl hadnt kissed anyone in so long he’d convinced himself that he’d forgotten how. what the HELL was his tongue supposed to do?! bruh. in the apocalypse there’s even less advice available to him wtf this is unfair

- he wasnt gonna stoop low enough to pretend to makeout with his own hand, but let’s just say he got dangerously close out of fear

- he really wanted to impress you, to sweep you off your feet with an absolutely flawless kiss, to make your mind go blank as you smiled at him in wonder

- you deserved to be loved like that, and Daryl would be damned if he missed the opportunity to give it to you

- with everyday that passed, the tension between you grew

- you knew Daryl very well, of course, so you understood his hesitance towards affection, and you were more than happy to wait for him

- he felt stupid about you having to wait for him, but he was so grateful that you did

- finally, the time came

- the two of you were out on a run, and while scouting out the street, it suddenly started pouring down with rain

- you ran for cover inside a clothing store, your clothes were soaked through but neither of you seemed to care, you were laughing at nothing at all and then you looked up at him

- Daryl had expected himself to reflexively pull away, maybe even literally run from the situation, so when he found himself leaning in via what can only be described as autopilot steered by his triumphant adoration for you, he was pretty shocked to say the least

- you were somewhat surprised too, but by something else

- Daryl comes across as very tough, harsh, rough in a way. he can handle himself, he’s a fighter, and a strong one. but you always knew there was a softness to him that he’d never admit to

- from that first kiss, you were proven right

- he was so, so gentle with you. his lips barely touching yours at first, until you leaned up to meet him, and even then his large hands held your face and your hips so carefully

- the stubble around Daryl’s lips was definitely expected, but you didnt expect it to feel so...hot

- he pulled away first, resting his forehead against yours with his eyes still closed, a small smile on his face as he chuckled airily

- then he pulled back a little further to place a kiss on your forehead

- you reached up to cup his face in your hands, and then you kissed his nose

- Daryl blushed, avoiding your eyes and hanging his head bashfully, making you giggle and open your arms to him

- he fell into them, feeling his entire body relax, his mind at ease

- he’d done it, he’d gotten past it. he couldnt help feeling a little proud of himself, and you were immensely proud of him too. the vulnerability he’d just shown you, and was still showing you, meant the world

- sure, sex was still going to be an issue in the future, but that was a bridge to cross much later

- after that, kissing felt much more natural to Daryl, and he definitely took advantage of that

- he was so happy, so relieved to be so comfortable with you, he didnt even mind kissing in public

- by no means was he gonna makeout with you in front of an audience

- but, Daryl would absolutely hold your hand and bring it to his lips to kiss it, or wrap an arm around your shoulders to pull you closer and place a kiss on your temple, or kiss your forehead before he left on a run

- it warmed your heart to no end, and your reactions to his kisses never failed to boost Daryl’s self-confidence

- the most beautiful person he’d ever known? swooning? for him? holy fuck

- to describe his kisses is to describe the most emotional intensity you can possibly imagine, being conveyed in a way that emphasises how precious you are to him

- but, he can definitely get a lil rougher when it is required of him 👀

[eternalera]

hai bestie westie mestie for molly the malkavian!!!

14. How did they initially feel after being embraced? Did they like being reborn into something knew or did it take them a while to cope with their new reality?

17. What are their thoughts on the Camarilla?

21. What is their predator type?

26. Do they want to become human again or are they fine as a kindred?

40. Would they ever commit diablerie if given the chance?

42. Suppose they weren’t embraced by their clan, which other clan would they thrive in?

OMG HII!!! sorry it took me a while to get to this lol i was dying inside from arcane and everything and omg im literally gonna come into your inbox spamming this later im so sorry </3

BUT LETS GOOOO (also i had to search up some of the terms so... sorry if i get some wrong-)

14. molly was confused to say the least. everything was coming at her so fast and she didn't know how to react to it and yeah... she hated it to some extent. hated everything because now her entire life just changed and she couldnt do anything about it

17. they HATE each other, molly personally sees why they would want people not knowing about vampires um problem? she doesnt give a shit. kinda in some sort of rebellious faze like 'bitch if you didnt want this then you shouldnt have turn me 🙄'. ummm anyways she hates their ass because she wants to annoy them </3

21. Pursuer, she watches and watches people studying them and analyzing them and their moves. she kinda like people watching so... yknow why not. she also likes the thrill of it, actively going after one or a few people. she usually goes after people who she thinks wont be missed and commonly grows obsessed with them until she grows bored or her hunger gets to great and she finally kills them

26. honestly mixed thoughts, if they could become human again she would definitely consider it but shes not actively looking for a way so become so yknow? at first maybe but as time passed she started caring less and less about it

40. searched this term up so... might be getting some stuff wrong but eh- anyways i think yeah she might. if the opportunity came up she might do it just for funsies lol

42. gangrel probably, just being able to fuck around and be wild and stuff sounds like something she would be great at ngl