#and like pls pls pls stop making things messier

[sungjinhos]

dude why people still talking about it leave day6 alone

[xazse]

Ahhhh I loved your reader hybrid works, literal chefs kiss 😩🤌 can you pls pls pls do a bunny! Reader x Suguru and Satoru

You can’t!

Synopsis: Poor Bunnygirl and puppyboySatoru are experiencing the worst heats ever, good thing their owner Suguru is there to take care of them.

Notes: Hi I decided to bring in our Puppy!BoySatoru if you don’t like it just let me know and I’ll revise this entire thing for you!!

Pairings: Puppy!HybridSatoru x Bunny!GirlReader x Suguru

Warnings: Hybrid!Reader + smut + humping + Hybrid!Satoru + drooling + licking + penetration + lots of cum very nasty + Suguru is a good owner + collars

Suguru is exhausted when he read online that getting a hybrid would take a lot of work they weren’t lying especially Bunnygirls and Puppy!Boys.

He thought he would be ready and prepared, it should be a walk in the park! Of course bumps and falls would occur but with someone as patient as Suguru everything will turn out fine.

A year in everything was so fucking perfect, You and Satoru listened so well he really lucked out with the two of you. Most people would complain on online forums that handling was the hardest thing.

The issues started arising when you and Satoru started getting needy, you were kinda independent before but now you both are always on or under Suguru, you both felt the need to always have your hands on him, roaming his body and even touching each other. More issues started to come when it felt like you and him were so feverish and always sore.

A quick google search brought Suguru to the page of hybrid heats. It happens often and can be unpredictable, it’s slapped in his face and he isn’t sure what to do

“Please-Suguru hurts so bad..”

He surely wasn’t expecting to walk into the scene he’s seeing right now, Satoru laid on his back with you atop him, tears are brimming in both your lashes it looks like you two have been crying and whining for the longest time.

You’re in nothing but panties and a thin tank top with him sporting just his underwear. Satoru’s cock is fully hard pressed agains’t your cunt so snugly and he’s already made a mess: his cum seeping through.

It looks like this is what you two have been doing for all this time, just grinding against each other. He feels terrible, he hadn’t taken the time to fully explain what would be happening to your bodies.

He makes his way over to his dumb pets and you both follow so obediently, leaving each others arms to fully envelope in his. Satoru starts licking and sucking on his neck, he isn’t shy to rub his cock so blatantly, smearing his thick load even more.

He needs to teach his hybrids how to pleasure themselves whilst he isn’t here, he stops Satoru from his suckling. He gently has you lay down admiring just how cute you look, your ears are standing at full attention but your hazy eyes aren’t all there.

He pulls off your sticky panties, a clear line of your cum visible when they’re discarded.

He’s met with an even messier sight when admiring your pussy, your folds are glistening as well as his fingers when he teases your little clit.

Suguru positions Satoru in front of your spread legs, he isn’t sure what to do with himself besides following Suguru’s every direction.

Suguru dips his fingers in your cunt again, guiding them to Satoru’s mouth he has him suck them clean.

Satoru absolutely loves the taste of you, he groans so lewdly as he’s lapping up what’s left of your essence.

When he finishes that up Suguru grabs Satoru’s leaky cock with a rough grip and taps it a few times on your soddened clit, this elicits a few moans out of the both of you. It feels so good already, and yet Suguru can’t wait to show you both just how good cumming feels.

He guides Satoru’s hips pushing his sensitive pink tip past your tight entrance.

“Ahh..ngh…”

The whimpering starts, poor puppy Satoru’s brain can’t comprehend this feeling, he knows the pleasure part of his brain is needing more but his body wants to pull away at the same time, he’s scared at how wet and hot it feels. He isn’t telling Suguru to stop so he continues.

His bunny isn’t fairing any better, you’re gripping the pillows for dear life as a fat cock, something foreign pushes inside of you for the first time.

Suguru sets a slow nice pace, hands still on Satoru’s hips guiding him inside of your wet cavern and out again and again. He’s doing all the work but he doesn’t mind one bit.

Suguru pauses working Gojo into you and lets him feel you, for real this time. Your walls are twitching and clamping down on him so hard.

He slides down into the crook of your neck and cries right there, it’s such a sad sight but so arousing at the same time.

“Cmon Toru, gotta make bunny feel good too.”

Satoru listens and begins licking your sensitive neck, he knows that’s a weak spot of yours, always triggering it when he’s roughhousing with you. His hips begin speeding up, the wet sounds of your cum mixing together and being slammed against one another is loud and bounces off the walls.

You cry out loud letting Suguru know that you feel weird, your tummy feels weird and it’s hurting. He reassures you and says to just let it go.

Suguru teases and grabs Satoru’s balls, head diving into his first load of the afternoon, it’s a good bit of cum he produces, Suguru is going to spend a good hour cleaning the both of you up!

[misswynters]

Surrender

Aeron Bracken x fem!reader

[warnings: mdni (18+), kissing, oral (f receiving)

[note | pls don’t just like, reblog & give me feedback. i don’t want to get shadowbanned

similar | As the Tides Turn | Weirwood Whispers

The night was cloaked in a heavy silence, the kind that amplified every heartbeat, every breath. The flickering light from the fireplace cast long shadows across the stone walls, painting the room in a warm, intimate glow. You stood by the window, looking out into the night, lost in thought. The door creaked open behind you, and you turned to see Aeron Bracken standing there, his eyes dark with unspoken longing.

"Aeron," you whispered, your voice barely audible over the crackling fire.

He crossed the room in a few swift strides, closing the distance between you. Without a word, he cupped your face in his hands, his touch gentle but desperate. His eyes searched yours for a moment, seeking permission, and then his lips were on yours. The kiss was fervent, filled with a hunger that had been building for what felt like an eternity.

Aeron's lips trailed from your mouth to your cheeks, planting soft, lingering kisses. Each touch was a silent promise, a testament to the depth of his feelings.

He kissed his way down your jawline, to your neck, his breath warm against your skin. You could feel the desperation in every kiss, the way his hands gripped your waist, pulling you closer.

He continued his descent, his lips brushing over your collarbone, down to your chest. Each kiss ignited a fire within you, spreading warmth through your body. Aeron's hands moved to your sides, his fingers tracing the contours of your body as he kissed his way down to your stomach. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of tenderness and raw desire.

When he reached your stomach, he paused, looking up at you with a mix of devotion and longing. "May i?" he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.

Your hands tangled in his hair, urging him on. Aeron's kisses became more urgent, more insistent, as he moved lower. His breath was hot against your skin, sending shivers down your spine. He kissed your thighs with need as he continued upwards, towards your core. His mouth working with a rough, desperate intensity that left you breathless. His touch was everything you had ever needed, his kisses igniting a passion that consumed you both. You lost yourself in him, in the feeling of his lips on your skin, his hands holding you as if he never wanted to let go.

Aeron made you lean against the table as he kissed your inner thighs. He grabbed one of your legs to hike it up on his shoulder for a better angle. With need, he started to devour you completely. Wasting no time he began to kiss your core. As the moment continued, he began to be more messier. The desperate man was bullying his tongue inside you, making you very sensitive after a short while. His cool lips continuously sucked on your sweet spot, causing you to arch your back as you pressed his face between your things. Aeron couldn’t stop now. Not when he has the entire night to make you feel like a goddess.

banner: @cafekitsune

[glitterjay]

hey! im so happy you have requests open cuz i freaking like your writing :D

im very picky when it comes to reader x idol but i like the things you post sm, u get me fr 🫡

can i be ⭐️ anon pls ? <3

so can i request nerdy/innocent enha (hyung line) and reader that has the personality of a frat boy

we often see fratboy enha n naive reader but i think as a society we need them to switch places at least once 🫵🏼

i hope u can understand what im trying to say lololl

⭒ nerdy!enhypen, popular reader, masturabtion, head (both m. receiving), dry humping, suggestive content under cut, mdni

⭒ c's note: I LOVE THIS IDEA. i love sub!enhypen so much... writing this was quite satisfying. also, i appreciate the kinds words :( im glad my work is enjoyable enough! and you can be ⭐️'anon! welcome to the club, woop woop! i hope i delivered just what you wanted. if not, do let me know 🙏

⭒ taglist: @hollyoongs @moon7jay @wondipity @defnotfertilizedtoesw @kwiwin

nerdy!heeseung

who loves to stare at you as you walk down the halls with your fancy clothes on. the way his eyes light up when you look at him and smile in that one class you both share. the shock in his face when you called him, his name rolling off your tongue in the sweetest way. how he was even more surprised when you dragged him to a janitors closet and got on your knees in front of him. when he asked why, you simply said it was because he was cute, and because you were tired of the assholes that followed you everywhere.

nerdy!heeseung

who had to stop his loud moans with the back of his hand as you sucked him off. who apologized everytime his hips rammed into your thorat making you gag around his cock.

nerdy!heeseung

who thought it would be a one time thing, not knowing he'd be back in that closet more often.

nerdy!jay

who was invited to a party by his friend, and had no idea where to start. standing in the middle of the house's living room shifting uncomfortably from one foot to the other. how his hands played with each other unsure what to do at all. the way his eyes immediately found you through the crowd of people, staring at your figure in pure amusement.

nerdy!jay

who had enough courage to tell you he was a virgin when you invited him to talk. he was surprised when your face lightened up at the fact, cocking an eyebrow at you. the way his hands shyly grabbed your hip when you startled his lap, rocking your body back and forth while kissing his neck. you were bold, but he liked it.

nerdy!jake

who was just way too shy to interact with anyone really. his cute habit of fixing his glasses when he was nervous made you approach him, giggling at his confused expression. a cute and popular girl talking to him? bullshit.

nerdy!jake

who always had messy hair which got even messier when you had him squirming under the touch of your hands in an empty classroom. he tried pushing, kicking, biting you away, but you wouldn't budge. he was sooo sensitive, it was embarrassing. you cooed him every time a sob would leave his pretty mouth, telling him it was okay. everything about him made you want to ruin his good boy aura.

nerdy!sunghoon

who was always at the back of the classroom scribbling notes to study when he got home. who always made sure to put his glasses in their little pouch before walking out of class for any inconvenience.

nerdy!sunghoon

who you came to find out had a very beautiful voice that complimented his way of moaning. how his hands would go anywhere but your head as you took in his dick whole in your mouth. the way he looked away when you grabbed his left hand and placed it yourself on top of your own hair. the way he said it was too much and that he was dried out, but still cummed twice just for you.

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[groovyfrog420]

SV Redeemed AU

INTRODUCTION / DISCLAIMER

First things first, these designs for Shadow Milk and Pure Vanilla are FAR into the future. Quite literally end game phase of the story, the “they grow old together and live happily ever after”. There's a long way to get there, and while I will write some of my thoughts about their journey, I'm a shitty writer. There's no single thought-out plot, it's just bits and pieces of my thoughts in one place. 

I don't think I'd be making a tag or naming this AU anything specific. I'm still calling it an AU because there is a bit of canon divergence, but I don’t have a start-to-finish story. (EDIT: wellp that lasted long. new name is #False-Truth AU because I like the oxymoron. I still don't think I'll do much - maybe a few short comics, which you'll be able to find under that tag on my profile)

Keep in mind that these are just my own interpretations, if you imagine these cookies acting differently, that's ok! This is just my own made-up alternate version

LONG POST UNDER THE CUT - don't say I didn't warn ya

I’ve tried to divide it into sections, so if you are looking for just smth specific / only care about one of the characters, you can skip right to it!

Prepare for the ramblings. 

PURE VANILLA'S DESIGN 

more relaxed now - doesn’t need to keep up perfect appearances and the image of a hero, so he can lay back a bit more. (messier, less perfectly styled hair - more like his younger years. comfier clothes.) 

focusing on herbology - with less power now (why explained below) and trying to not overwork himself, he’s taken to different healing methods, as well as taking on gardening as a hobby

slightly more open eyes - (heavily elaborated on bellow) 

different staff - due to being able to use his own eyes more now, as well as staying more on the low, he’d decided to retire the famous staff. Since it’s a flower, it was planted somewhere and allowed to blossom and grow freely - fitting symbolism for a new beginning, I think. The lantern light glowing blue makes it easier on his eyes.

PV STORY BITS 

In this AU Shadow Milk and Pure Vanilla retire together. I think PV would still like to teach, but would focus more on the medical and practical side of things, like herbs and healing practices. (He’ll leave telling tales about the past  to Shadow Milk, though he might throw in his own comments from time to time…) He mostly offers advice and shares every-day methods for protection of different kinds with those who ask, but may take on an apprentice or few to fully pass down his healing knowledge to. He uses magic sparingly now. 

This way with not focusing on a variety of subjects and many, many students, he’s able to rest more and doesn’t have to split himself between multiple worries. He can focus properly and give his students more individual attention, to make sure his knowledge will be retained for the future. 

Eyes

(don't jump me pls read the footnote) 

I've decided to take the closed/covered eyes motif PV has in a bit more symbolic way *. I want to interpret it as PV being blind (=ignorant) to the world around him, choosing to see the world and his own actions in an idealized light, and to look away from anything that doesn't fit that idea. Light sensitivity would be very ironic yet fitting - since his own powers are very light-based, by using them to help others he’d be blindinding/hurting himself in the process... 

Over time, he realizes how futile it is. Even if he turns his eyes away from the wrongdoing in the world, from his own mistakes and imperfections, they will still continue to happen. He begins to understand that he has to accept that neither he nor the world is perfect, to stop wallowing over the past and start fixing the present. To keep moving forward and keep working on himself, not hide his imperfections under literal and figurative wraps. 

With the help of Shadow Milk, he begins to open his eyes more and more and accept the real truth, no matter how imperfect it is. 

*I’m not sure how confirmed it was in canon that he’s blind (from what I’ve seen it was mostly implied, but still). I'm not erasing that - for the sake of this AU, I'd like to say that he has partial issues with sight (including the mentioned light sensitivity), but now he learns to accommodate them rather than ignore them and hurt himself more for the sake of others. No, he doesn't magically gain full sight now, but he's more comfortable, healthier, and more honest about the world around him with all of its imperfections. 

Burnout

I believe SM and PV complete each other so perfectly because they can help each other grow in areas where the other is lacking/struggling. With PV, I’d like to focus on burnout, false ideas, and how the pressure he’s constantly under has affected him. He was very much just a normal guy before receiving his Soul Jam. Years beyond a normal cookie’s lifespan of hard work and trying to be the perfect leader, to always ensure the happiness of all his people (whether that be as king or otherwise) are bound to take a toll on anyone. Obviously he'd never admit that, always putting everyone else before his own needs, and he’d likely run himself into the grave. That's where I think Shadow Milk would be helpful - he’d make him realize how unsustainable what he’s doing really is. He wasn’t built for handling immense power for all of eternity, he’s just a single cookie and whether he likes it or not, he can’t save everyone or make every single one of his people happy... Being selfish isn’t entirely wrong, sometimes might even be necessary. 

Onto the idea of false truth - Pure Vanilla has a very idealized view of a lot of things and people. He’s trying to see everyone in the best light, but he also holds a high standard for himself - that he must be the ideal, shining and caring hero and a beacon of perfection . Shadow Milk is likely to pick that image apart - probably not in the kindest way, saying that in trying to be perfectly selfless, PV is putting himself on the pedestal above everyone else while still being just a single cookie with limited capabilities. He’d likely call this image egoistical, and while PV would argue that he’s doing it for the good of others (he is helping after all, right?), Shadow Milk wouldn’t be entirely wrong - this way of thinking, that he’s the one who must take care of everyone else, is harmful for both him and the ones he’s trying to protect. 

Shadow Milk would show him that truth is relative, that “pure truth” doesn’t exist, for anyone could interpret it differently. That PV isn’t (and doesn't have to be) the perfect blameless hero. That his people aren’t as good or pure as he’d like to give them credit for, but neither are they helpless. 

Shadow Milk metaphorically and literally helps him open his eyes - he slowly learns to lay back, to accept the reality and “truth”, whatever it may be, and is no longer blinding and burning himself out by trying to help everyone at once. With a new mindset and outlook of the world, he can allow himself to retire, and leave a calmer, out-of-the-spotlight life. 

Retirement

Ok, controversial idea, but I think the ancients will have to one day retire and pass down their SoulJams. Yes, I played Cookie Odyssey, I know how important it is to them, but hear me out. As I said above (which is shown in the game btw, but correct me if I'm wrong), they were just normal cookies before taking on the roles of the Ancient Heros. Cookies with high achievements, yes, but still. They aren’t The Beasts, baked specifically for the purpose of handling the Soul Jams, and even then, The Beasts weren’t perfect. I’m not saying they’re bound to get corrupted like their predecessors did, but I am saying that this role is bound to take a toll on them. Not even just from the perspective of power, even just handling so many responsibilities with running their kingdoms is going to be extremely draining mentally. (Physically likely too, even if they’re said to stay “always young” thanks to the Soul Jams - many stories teach that you can’t mess with nature and that nothing lasts forever...)

I don’t know who they’d pass the Soul Jams along too - whether that’d be Gingerbrave and his friends, or a new batch of heroes, that is to be decided. The point is, they have served their purpose, they have (from the perspective of this AU) defeated Dark Enchantress, and deserve to now leave the rest of  their lives in peace.

SHADOW MILK'S DESIGN 

“mellowed out” a bit - continues to be eccentric and dramatic, but less manic

still unsettling - most level-headed cookies upon meeting him immediately get a feeling that there's something.. off about him, even if they can't put their finger on it. (I purposefully left some of his corrupted design elements or callbacks to them, like the marking over his eye, for that reason) 

vibrant, colorful, very extra in both behavior and looks, everything he does he does with drama and flourish 

quiets down when out of the eyes of the public, or alone with Pure Vanilla 

peacock elements - fitting for someone with such a vibrant personality. also the eye connection is perfect - if you look closely at the feather he's wearing, you might even notice a familiar symbol in its “eye”

a playful bard - (elaborated heavily bellow) - an identity allows him to enjoy his favorite activities, while also being a slight callback to his academic past 

SM STORY BITS

The bard 

While spending more time with Pure Vanilla, PV encouraged him to pursue his creative interests. Partly to have smth to get SM’s mind off of causing chaos, and partly because they let him indulge and express himself without causing any serious damage. Now he’s joined PV in retirement, though still not fully stepping down from the stage.

Being a bard allows Shadow Milk to indulge in everything he likes most: being the center of attention, dramatics, theatrics, mischief, a tasteful dose of lies and half-truths, but also, in a way, calling back to his past self: for while a lot of his stories are made-up tales, he can also share the history of Earthbread that he’s witnessed. Yes, he may do so through over-dramatic performances or behind caricatural characters, but every tale holds a grain of truth, does it not? Whether his audience chooses to believe him or not is their choice to make.

Referencing the fact that a big part of human history survived through word of mouth, and how storytellers play an important role in preserving it, I think it’s only fitting to make him a bard.

About visual choices

I made his redeemed design less chaotic and asymmetrical, but still vibrant and based mostly on his current color palette, rather than the one from Blueberry Academy. That's because while he may be rediscovering his interests from the past, he’s not the person he was before corruption and never will be again. Instead, he too is learning to rediscover the world in a new light, with a new identity. 

Visually I’ve tried to keep some elements from his current design, if slightly toned down: a wide collar, puffy sleeves, a flowy cape. Elements of his corruption are also still there: different colored sclera (= his one eye being black), the sharp teeth. He may have settled down and calmed down slightly, but he remains as playful as ever :)) 

He still causes local chaos once in a while or resorts to pranking unsuspecting cookies nearby (the slight charring at the bottom of PV’s robe is a result of one of such pranks getting out of hand), and PV has accepted that he'll never be a calm, put-together cookie he once might have been. However, SM's learned to not be a danger to others for the sake of the one he cares about the most, and that's enough for the both of them. 

And that's all for now! If you've managed to get this far, thank you SO much for your patience, I hope you've enjoyed my thoughts and brainworms <3

[hobie-enthusiast]

LOVE MY LOVE !

— hobie brown x gn!reader + specified reader hcs

— tons of fluff, hobie being ur bf hcs, mentions of injury and blood, petnames, hobie being so hopelessly in love, specific hcs at the end for transmasc, cultural, and dyed hair reader, plus one for bad parents

— some classic hcs for hobie being in a relationship with you

— i have a small section on hobie’s hair, so if any info about his wicks is wrong, pls feel free to correct me! also the last 4 hcs are “if you are/have” kind of scenarios but everything before that is for everyone!

— starting off strong he definitely writes songs about you. he keeps his whole punk scene with his band, but these songs are written to himself. he keeps them in a notebook, with random lyrics scribbled in and chords to match them. his songwriting process is messier than most, so sometimes you can barely understand the order of the music or how it sounds. but this works in his favour; because then he’ll play it for you, gauging for your reaction and maybe that embarrassment you may show when he pours out his feelings.

— i mentioned this one in two fics before but i will do it again; he’s so for matching stickers and pins. both of your interests are smacked on his clothes, guitar, and whatever you chose to sport them on. he doesn’t care if they clash with his “punk persona”, after all, being punk means not conforming to societal expectations. so yeah matching stuff is definitely a thing for him. he’ll also match bracelets and rings with you if you’re down for that

— he is such a petnames person. his faves to use on you are sweetheart, darling, love, when it comes to the standard ones (with those he varies between throwing in a “my” in front of it and not just depends). he also likes referring to you as his “partner in crime” and “his/my star” (since he insists he doesn’t like labels ofc). he would also really like if you use petnames on him, or even a nickname. if you ever call him using “hobie”, he knows you’re upset and will fix things. now, if you call him “hobart”.. he’s running.

— okay please please hear me out on this; he’s such a flower boy. loves getting and giving flowers. picking them while he’s out swinging just to bring them back to you is one of his main love languages. and he loves receiving them back. please give him flowers please. surprise him with them. put them in his hair. FLOWER CROWNS TOO FLOWER CROWNS! he just loves flowers, all kinds of flowers.

— his love language is physical touch and words of affirmation. he loves being in contact with you. hobie loves holding your hand, putting his hand on the small of your back, or patting your head. but his all time favourite? intertwining fingers. he loves the small and intimate feeling it provides, as well as comfort. hobie will praise you a ton. always congratulating you, telling you how amazing you are, that sort of thing

— hobie is very protective of the things he loves, including you. he would never take it lightly if say one of his enemies threatened him with you. he tries his best to keep you out of his spider-man work, but sometimes that just doesn’t happen. but trust, he will pull out all the stops to protect you. if you’re threatened, he’s with you 24/7, eyes always watching for the enemy who had the audacity to say they were going to hurt you

— he’s actually so smitten about you it’s insane. will never stop talking about you and how you make him feel. he loves it. loves seeing the way his friends roll their eyes whenever he says “s’ [Name] said-”. everyone who knows him knows he’s crazy about you. there was a time where he felt so alone in his life, but now that he has you, he remembers he isn’t alone. he remembers what he’s fighting for after your pep-talks to him whenever he feels down. you’re his pick-me-up, so ofc he’s gonna brag about you to his friends.

— hobie hates making you his “guy-in-the-chair.” ofc he’s hella grateful for you helping and supporting his cause, fighting for what’s right. but, one of the parts of that is fixing him up when he’s hurt. he hates seeing your face so worried when he swings into your window, blood pooling at his side as you grab a first aid kit. hobie never wants you to worry, he feels terribly bad about it. but he forever appreciates how you always help him, always welcome him home, always manage to make him feel better

— hobie brown said it himself; he is not a morning person. he gets up everyday like after 10, and so he likes to have you in bed when he wakes up. on the weekends, he’ll beg you to stay in bed and sleep more, holding your body close to him and coaxing you with soft neck kisses and raspy whispers (his morning voice btw its gotta be- oh my god). on the days he does manage to keep you to himself, he wakes up in a better mood with a small pep in his step a good amount of the day

— okay so his hair. he’s very very picky on who touches his hair. i wanna say that he would trust you to touch it, but it would take a while. the way hobie grew up and has ideals that makes it kinda hard to trust people. so it truly does take a while. but once he starts trusting you, he realizes how much he loves when you take care of his hair. he loves feeling your fingers mess with his wicks, combing at his scalp. i wrote a whole fic about this but he also loves when you decorate his hair, especially flowers (fic found here!). and once he truly trusts you, he’ll ask for your help when he washes his hair, since it could be time consuming.

— okay so politics and ideals; it’s very important to hobie you hold the same beliefs as him. i really can’t see him with someone who won’t fight and protest like he does tbh. because he needs that support. sometimes things like that just don’t go right, so he wants his partner there next to him to help him fight for what’s right and what they deserve. this is really important to him, hence why i just can’t see him with someone who won’t support him like that. so yea definitely gotta agree like that, and fight for the cause with him

— THIS ONES FOR ALL MY FELLOW TRANS BOYS ive been needing some of this. okay he takes no shit from anyone about your identity or his own. he’s very supportive of you and anything you need. no surgery and no t? he’ll help you bind and assures you you don’t have to conform to any trans agenda anyone sets for you. if you got surgery, he’s constantly helping you, making sure you take care of yourself afterwards. his favourite affirmations are “you’re so handsome.” and “you’re my pre’ty boy, y’know that?” god he’s so-

— now this one is for all my fellow cultural people. he would love to be taught all about your culture. make the food for him. show him the traditional clothing. tell him the history. he wants to know it all! hobie fights everyday for minorities who aren’t heard, and he always wants to know more about who he’s fighting for. he genuinely finds this stuff interesting, especially considering the different types of people he met during his youth. so please, immerse him in that side of you! he’s all ears!

— here’s one for my homies with bad parents (we matchin fr i see you). oh man hobie will not let your parents treat you like that, ever. if he sees them, it’s not good for them. he’s going to ensure you know that you never deserved that treatment from your own parents. he reminds you that you deserve love and affection, and he will be the one to give that to you. he’s very good at helping you through anything you need, with affirmations and his physical presence, he will always remind you that you are safe and that your parents truly are a joke

— this one for all my fellow dyed hair besties. hobie is so down to help you dye your hair 1000%. get the supplies and invite him over and he’s going go help you out. and trust, he knows what he’s doing. i feel like hobie definitely experimented with his own hair in the past, which includes having crazy colours. so he’s got your back, and will also recommend any colour he thinks is gonna look absolutely sick on you

[whoisneo404]

ftm!readers first time with nick topping?? pretty pls for the trans besties :(

My Pretty Boy.

Summary: you and your boyfriend Nick have been talking about being more intimate, since you have been dating for a while, tonight he’s staying at your place, so you guys planned a romantic night and let things flow.

Tw: cursing, general nsfw.

Note: reader IS FTM, so afab body parts will be described in certain parts of the fic.

I look at myself in the mirror, it’s like the third time I change shirts, I want to look nice, but I don’t want to overdress. I let out a frustrated sigh and picked one of the t-shirts Nick has bought me, he says this color looks nice on me, so I guess that’ll work.

I rush to the living room, turning the volume of the tv up a bit, our shared playlist surrounding the living room and kitchen. I cheek my phone, and it starts ringing, it’s Nick, I answer.

‘’HI! I’m on the elevator.’’ A ding sounds. ‘’Never mind, I’m on your floor, open the door.’’

‘’Okay.’’ I walk to the door and open it up. Nick is walking down the hall with his backpack on his shoulder, a bag with snacks in one hand and the other one holding his phone up to his hear.

‘’Thanks love.’’ He whispers into the phone and closes the call. When he’s in front of my I wrap my hands around his neck and kiss his cheek.

‘’Hi.’’ I smile against his cheek. ‘’Let me help you with that.’’ I grab the bag and walk inside my apartment, putting it in the kitchen counter. Nick closes the door, putting his backpack on the couch.

‘’God, I love that song.’’ He says stretching his arms out. ‘’So, we watching a movie or what, wanna skip straight to the fun?’’ he wraps his arms around me I blush and scoff.

‘’You can’t wait a minute; you just entered my house and want to undress me.’’

‘’What can I say? You just look really cute tonight.’’ he hides his face into my neck.

‘’Thanks. You do too.’’

‘’I know, I choose this outfit for a reason.’’ He kisses my neck and backs off.

I roll my eyes and turn around, leaning in on the counter, arms crossed. ‘’Let’s just take things slowly.’’ I mumble.

‘’Of course, don’t worry about it. We’ll take all the time you need.’’ he puts his arms on the counter, caging me. I jump and sit on top of the counter, putting both of my hands on his shoulders.

‘’Great.’’ I say, he gets closer to me, standing on the gap of my legs, his hands travel from the counter, to my thighs to my waist.

‘’You really look cute tonight, my pretty boy.’’ He whispers and kisses me softly. I wrap my arms around his neck, softly playing with his hair. ‘’Can I carry you to the bed?’’ he whispers between kisses and I now. Wrapping my legs around him, Nick lifts me of the counter with no problem, I give him softs kisses all over his jaw and neck on the way to my room. When we arrive he drops me into the bed gently, climbing on top of me while taking of his jacket and tossing it on the floor. I grab his face and pull him into me and kiss him against, this time a bit less soft, more tongue and messier. Nicks hips start to rub against mine and I let out a breathless moan.

‘’Wait.’’

‘’Want me to stop?’’ he stops moving, looking at me in the eyes.

‘’No, feels good, just… do it slower, please.’’ he nods and kisses my cheek, then connect out lips moving them slowly against mine, his hips move again, this time slower, making my back arch a bit. After a while my body needs more, I start moving my hips too, searching for more contact. My hands travel to his hands, guiding them under my shirt.

‘’Want me to take it off?’’ he asks me, his hair was messy, his lips red and swollen, his breath unsteady, I nod.

‘’Yes.’’

‘’Arms up.’’ I put my arms over my head and he raises my shirt a bit, massaging the sides of my waist and then taking it completely off. He leans in kissing my shoulder and neck. ‘’So handsome.’’ He whispers against my skin. He starts biting down on my neck, making me gasp and moan. His hands are now on my hips, playing with the hem of my pants. ‘’Can I?’’ he says between bites and kisses. I tell him to do it, he slowly takes my pants of, tossing it on the floor, leaving me in only my boxers.

Nick stops for a few seconds, looking me up and down, breathless. ‘’Fuck, you are so hot.’’ He groans. He kisses me, roughly, messy, his hands feeling every inch of my body, until his right hand stops on top of my clothed clit, he starts drawing circles on it and I moan against his mouth.

‘’Nick.’’ I moan.

‘’What, baby? You like it?’’ I nod eagerly, whinnying at the feeling of his fingers. ‘’Yeah? Feels good?’’ he smirks looking down at me.

‘’Yesyes. Love it.’’

‘’I’m glad baby.’’ he kisses me again, this time his hand leaves my sensitive areas and go to the hem of my boxers pulling them down a bit. This time I’m the one that breaks the kiss.

‘’Please, take them off.’’

‘’As you wish.’’ He kisses my cheek, sliding my boxers out. He takes his belt and jeans off, I can see the bulge on his boxers, and I feel it rub against my inner thigh. Unconsciously I start rubbing my hips against it. ‘’Fuck, wait. Baby.’’ Nick moans, being caught of guard, he grabs my hips, making them stay in place, he presses himself down on me, so I can feel him, he starts moving his hips, making me moan and scratch down his clothed chest.

‘’Feels good?’’ he says in a low voice. I nod and moan. He kisses my jaw and whispers against my ear. ‘’Want me inside?’’

‘’Yes, please. Need you.’’

He backs off a bit, looking down at me biting his lip. Then asks me to open my mouth, putting two of his fingers inside for a while, I suck on them while they are inside and when he takes them out, he quickly puts one inside me, pumping in and out slowly. I bit down on my lip and whine when he puts the other finger inside, pumping faster this time. My back arches and I cover my mouth with one hand because I were moaning uncontrollably. ‘’Don’t do that or I’ll stop, I wanna hear you.’’ I uncover my mouth and cover my eyes, to shy to look at him or at what’s happening.

I feel his hands pull out of me, I move the hand out of my eyes, I look at him, he’s no longer wearing his boxers, the hand that use to be inside of me now is around his dick, coating it with my wetness. He kisses my forehead, lining himself with my entrance, I feel the tip rub against my clit a few times making me whine. ‘’Take deep breathes for me baby.’’ I do it, and I feel how he slides in slowly. ‘’Fuck, that’s it. Good job.’’

After a few seconds he starts moving slowly, until he finds a steady pace, every ingle sense of my body is flooded with him, his lips against mine, moaning into each others mouths, his hands all over me, my ears listening to his grunts and whines.

When his hips start moving faster and deeper, his hand travels back to my clit, drawing messy shapes over it, making my back arch, my whines get higher and my moans more uncontrollable.

‘’Nick. Please, close.’’ He kisses me, lovingly. My legs start trembling and I can’t stop moaning, I let out one last loud moan against his lips and my back touches the bed again. He pulls out and I feel a warm liquid hit my stomach.

‘’Good job baby.’’ he kisses my cheek, the both of us are sweaty, trying to catch out breaths. ‘’I love you, thank you for letting me do this with you.’’

‘’Love you more.’’ I mumble.

‘’My pretty boy.’’ Another kiss on my cheek. ‘’I’m gonna get something to clean you up and then I’ll bring the snacks, don’t move, I’ll be back.’’

[bigboipyromaniac]

I am BEGGING for a sub doom slayer pls and tyy 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

~ 🪼

Omg big man being a sub… im in love

MINORS THERES A CAKE NEXT DOOR, QUICK BEFORE OTHERS EATS IT!!

(Aka minors dni)

Its been a while since Flynn had taken a break, been on the quest to kill the demons and finding that robot he hates, not sure why but whatever fit his cup.

You could hear Flynn repairing one of bis weapons the recently broke on a mission, and how he was handling it, you could tell it was frustrating him. You were just going to leave him be and figure out his own problem but you got a good idea.

You tried to sneak into Flynn’s room but that never goes as planned he can always hear you footsteps, you stopped in your tracks when he turned his head over his shoulders, realizing it was you, he turned back around to his work ignoring you for the most part.

But you can never be ignored.

You walked up behind his and wrapped you are around his waist, you were mainly feeling his body, it was very soft, he did always took care of himself after a mission.

You kept rubbing against his abs and slowly moved your hands lower and lower until it was right on his crotch. He was pretty pent up, it's been a while since you both done it. You can feel his erection in his sweatpants, he was thrusting himself into your hands.

You can tell Flynn was trying to focus on his tinkering, but your hand was making ot a bit hard to focus on where to put things in.

You hand slowly slipped into his pants and started to massage his hard-on. Now this time he really could focus on anything besides you. His moans were a bit louder now and he could stop thrusting into your hands.

You knew Flynn was close to release, but you did want to have a bit of fun with him. You let go before things got a bit messy in his pants, "sit down big man, relax for once." You said and of course Flynn listened like a big puppy. He sat down oh his big chair that you always called his "Big Throne." You sat in front of him and pulled down his pants.

You placed you hands again on his election, Flynn has started thrusting again while moaning, you could tell he was desperate to be inside of you, but where's the fun in that?

You placed his dick into your mouth making sure it was wet enough for it to fit into you. Flynn grabbed your head and made sure that your entire mouth covered his dick.

He could stop fucking your throat, it was so warm and tight. He could keep going on for a day, but you had other plans. You pulled yourself out, and breathed a bit before going back to work.

You climbed on top of Flynn and placed yourself on top of him. You positioned yourself on top of his bones, but before you go down on him..

"You know." He looked up at you.

You should really apologize after what you just did." Flynn gave you an annoyed face, but that quickly changed once you moved your hips around to tease him.

"I-I'm sorry " it's been a while since you've heard his voice

It was nice

"I'm sorry for what?" He signed

I'm sorry for using your throat, please keep going" He said with desperation, you giggled a bit.

"OK if you say so!" You gave his a little kiss on his lips and you lowered yourself down onto his dick . Despite your throat getting absolutely destroyed by him, he's still pretty big inside of you, but that's not going to stop you.

After he was fully in you, he grabbed you by the hips and used you like his own personal flesh toy , but honesty stopping him was the last thing in your mind, it felt too good for it to jaut suddenly stop.

There was no noise besides both of your moans and the slapping between yall. He stood up while still inside and placed you on his desk. His thrust were getting deeper and more messier, he was so close and this time he could let go.

You wrapped your leg around his waist making sure he didn't pull out just yet and moved you arm around his shoulder. After a while, he wrapped his arms around you pulling you closer while his load filled you up. You gave him kisses all around his shoulder while both of you were getting ready to move and clean yourself up.

Soon, Flynn pulled himself out of you, his load started to spill out all over his desk. "I'll clean it up later" He says then placing you over his shoulder.

"Where are you taking me now" You said, a bit tired after the pounding from Flynn.

"Shower, don't worry I'll do all the work." Aw whata sweetheart, maybe you could get a bit of rest while he does that.

Yea that's not happening.

[stargirlfics]

ok but-

alfred and spanking. but specifically pussy spanking? i want

lying, legs spread, he's in between them; what started with slow pats to your engorged bud, is now full harsh, quick yet languid slaps to your exposed pussy.

the telltale noise of skin hitting skin, mixed with the squeals and moans escaping your lips is hot, but what's hotter is that the more he spanks, the more your juices start to coat his fingers and palm

suddenly every draw back in anticipation of the next hit to your red, swollen entrance forms a lewd string of arousal between his rough hands and your throbbing pussy.

the need for him to just smear his lips and tongue all over you, slurping up all that precious essence, taking in your scent, is wild. but the view of your writhing figure, and your pussy juices slowly dribbling out of you from his small spanks alone is just enough for the time being

pls make headcanons about this...pls 🥺

OK YOUR MIND! Pussy spanks are so underrated so seeing this has me excited especially thinking about Alfred doing it!!! 🫠

I can definitely make some headcanons about this like I have soooo many thoughts!!!

Gonna include a little visual of his hands bc I can’t help myself and they deserve to be seen lmao!

I feel like it would be something of a discovery for both of you, more so for you than for him, you didn’t know it could make you this needy, this messy and looking down and seeing his fingers all slick and drippy almost has you wanting to hide your face but the look of pure hunger and admiration on his face stops you, because Alfred is loving this

He had spread you out on the bed with the intention of trying this out too, just wanting to see how you’d react, if it was something you would enjoy or not so much

Pleasantly surprised at the soft whimpers coming from you when he circles his fingers over your clit and gently pats it, his slacks tightening below the belt when you start to squirm the more firm the little spanks become until they’re sharp and making you gasp, just a slight sting of pain mixed with pleasure

“Such a filthy girl, just look at you enjoying yourself, making a mess on my fingers.”

“God, your pussy is so pretty like this, I bet you’re nice and sensitive aren’t you, darling.”

Alfred would be obsessed with how puffy and shining and sticky you are just from the spanks alone yes! Like he hasn’t even pushed his fingers inside you yet and you’re creating a puddle and he can’t get enough

Pleaseeeee I have such a thing for hands and his hands specifically are *chef’s kiss* and ugh you just know there’s some weight behind them, how expert his fingers are, the way they sound hitting your soaked skin, his deep hums and filthy praises and encouragement as you gasp at the spanks!

I WANT IT SO BAD BYE RHDJSJS it just feels right and Alfred is a man with impeccable self restraint so this actually is a challenge for him because all he wants to do at the sight of you dripping and getting messier for him by the second is lean down to devour you but he holds back just to savor the view he has for awhile more

Bestie I’m gonna be a puddle myself if I don’t stop thinking of this but it’s gonna be rent free in my mind I already know! Thank you for sharing this wonderfully dirty thoT with me cause I actually have wanted to explore this particular scenario more!!! 🥵

[the-jester-unofficial]

FUCKING HELL- 'I sUcK aT tHiS' I JUST BUSTED MY OVARIES! pls more on these 3🙏🏽 I loved it.

Ah- alright then! Your wish is my command! Although I actually don't know what I'm doing. I should make a masterlist or whatever those professional people out there are doing if I ever got the chance cause my profile is messy.

Warnings: Bad Grammar, Cursing Or Bad Words, Sexual Themes at the nsfw part, Polyamorous Relationship, NB x Male at the sfw part, Male x Male at the nsfw part.

- This is my own character not a Y/N cause I don't know if you can relate to my character at all! 😭 But feel free to imagine yourself or your oc as the male character!!

People under 18+ do not interact!

Enjoy!

Imagine having three absolutely fantastic boyfriends yet you're just someone plain that doesn't have anything to show. Your lovers had it all, money, fame, looks, Ect. They were someone you could only fantasize about. Yet here you are living everyone's dream. You have one boyfriend that is cold yet loving towards you, you have one boyfriend that takes care of you and treats you like you're the best thing in his life, you have one boyfriend that is literally a heartthrob and is super popular yet he only has eyes for you. You had everything that many people wish they had. You had everything yet you can't help but feel out of place. You don't deserve any of this. You weren't anything special so why do the three of them keep on wanting to be around you. When this thought hit you, you soon began to avoid them more frequently because you think that you don't deserve anything that they give you.

Goo was the first to notice your sudden coldness towards the three of them. He asked Gun about it and that is when Gun also noticed it too. Gun answered that he didn't know why you were suddenly acting like this. The two eventually went up to DG and asked him about it. DG also didn't notice your sudden change of behavior. The three of them felt awful. Goo even almost started a fight with the two cause he thought the other two weren't giving you enough attention and now you were sad about it. DG stopped him right on time and asked him to calm down so the three of them could figure this out without fighting each other. Goo hesitated yet still agreed to what DG said.

They came to the conclusion of just talking to you about it. They pinned you into a room and Goo was the first one to confront you about it. His tone wasn't angry or annoyed, he was so soft and gentle when he asked. His voice sounded like he was afraid and worried. He also seems like he hasn't slept or eaten anything at all. You took a look at the other two before you answer his question. You noticed that Gun was much more messier. His hair wasn't perfect, his glasses were slightly tilted, his outfit was wrinkled, he looked like a total mess. DG on the other hand looks so worried about you. He was also messy from his hair to his shoes and he looks like he doesn't know what he's doing anymore, like his mind had just gone blank. He was nothing but an emotional trainwreck.

You suddenly felt guilty about your actions. You couldn't even get a word out as soon as you realized this has all happened because of your stupid insecurities. You could do nothing but cry. You felt so vulnerable and exposed to the three. The room was filled with nothing but sobs and sniffles. You soon felt warmth as you opened your eyes to see the three hugging you. You couldn't help but cry more because of this. This was all your fault. You couldn't help blaming yourself.

Your sobs soon lowered down and now you're in bed sitting with the three next to you or behind you. Goo took a deep breath and asked why you were suddenly ignoring them. You explained to them what you were thinking and how they're better off with someone as equally rich and pretty as them. As soon as you were done explaining, Gun responded with "If we were ever given the chance to choose you over money, we'd always choose you cause the money means nothing to us if you weren't here. In fact, the money can't even be compared to how complete you make us feel. You are much more better if you didn't have us ruining your life yet you still choose us over a nice and comfortable. That is why we love you till the day we die,".

DG soon added "And being handsome or pretty doesn't mean anything to us. Even if you're fat or skinny, even if you're black, white, yellowish, or brown, even if you can't talk, see, or hear, even if you're from another religion, you are perfect the way you are and you're never going to change that. We never forced you to be something you aren't because we loved you the way you are and whenever you smile it feels like I'm staring at a fallen angel. Please don't leave us and ignore us. It hurts just not having to talk to you. It felt like my heart was being ripped apart."

Goo nodded his head, agreeing to the other two. That day, they all took a break from their jobs and spent time with you. At the end of the day, you had three people cuddling you as you try to read a book. They're just so cute and peaceful.

Of course, a relationship also has it down sides and there are days where you fight with the three. You'd get so fed up with them and just leave the house to go calm down. You'd call Jake, Your most trusted friend, to ask if you can stay at his house for a while. He'd hesitate a little but still agreed. His mother loved you, you weren't a gangster, you were doing well financially, and you had a stable job. His mother would sometimes pursue Jake to go on dates with you but each time she does that Jake would always tell her that you already had a fantastic lover. Even though Jake already said it to her face she would still try to get you two together. Eventually, Jake just gave up and allowed her to do whatever she wanted to, knowing full well that you were loyal to your lovers.

To get your boyfriends to apologize and regret their decisions, you would have to make the first move.

To get Goo to apologize was quite simple, you had to get caught going out with Samuel (You two were going out to eat because you owe him food from the last time you two met.) for him to get jealous and drag you out of there. Once you're in a secluded area, Goo would cling onto you and apologize over and over again. You would also tell him you're sorry cause if you don't then things might not end well. You let him explain his Actions and why he did that then you two would talk about how you could avoid them in the future.

Gun isn't as easy as Goo but simple enough. You just need flowers or anything expensive. Then you would knock at the door of the house. Gun would quickly answer and get surprised when he sees you. You would give him the gift and ask if you could go in. If he says no then you could try again next day. But if he says yes, you would lead him to the couch and make him sit down. You could ask Gun about what happened and why did he do that. He would answer you truthfully and then you two can now start talking about how you can avoid things like that from happening again. You then have to take him out for a date after you two are done talking to get you to trust each other.

Nsfw Part!

DG is the hardest. He is always busy and can barely talk to you. He always pushes you off and ignores you. The other two understand that it was their fault or that you had a reason to fight with them but DG just thinks you're being silly. You would have to go inside the house without his permission and wait for him there. You would have to wait days if not weeks for him to come home. If he does come home at about a day or two, he would immediately tell you to get out. You would have to go against him and roughly grab his wrist. Force him into his bedroom and pin him on the bed. He may be saying that you're so disgusting for touching him but soon enough he'll whine and beg whenever you don't touch him.

He definitely acted cocky about knowing how to handle you and that you can't even make him beg yet here he is now, begging and whining for you to just do anything to him.

Don't give him anything he wants and he'll lose his mind just from you touching him the way he likes it. He wants it rough? Go soft and gentle. He's begging you to go faster? Go slower. He wants more of you? Stop everything you're doing. He'll be begging you and will even do whatever you want him to do just to get you to do what he wants. You just grinned as you heard the door of the house opening and closing. The footsteps of the people who entered could be heard in the bedroom. DG's eyes widened as he quickly covered his mouth when you began pounding into him like a monster.

A few moans slipped out and the two heard, thankfully. They headed to the source of the sound. Of course they knocked first before entering. Their eyes widened to see the scene in front of them. Your gaze went from DG to the two. Gun asked what was happening and then you explained the whole situation. You offered them to join you as soon as you were done explaining. They seemed to hesitate but the second they saw DG signaling them to say no, they smiled sinisterly and agreed. Let's just say DG was a mess when you three were done with him. He body was full of hickeys, cum was all over the place, and most of all, he got so fucked out that he couldn't even remember his old name. The three of you couldn't help but grin at the masterpiece you three made.

The two soon went away to go to sleep since they had work tomorrow. You just nodded and stayed next to DG. You soon got up and began cleaning him up. You made him take a warm bath while you were changing the bedding and cleaning everything up. Once he was done, you changed him to more comfortable clothes. The comfortable clothes we're talking about was the one stolen from you. You also took a shower before picking him up to finally go to sleep. Once you made him lay down, he would immediately shut down. You shook your head and smiled as you got in the bed with him. He wrapped his arms around your head and gave you a little kiss in the forehead. When you are waken up, you'd be greeted by Goo asking if you two want breakfast. You'd tell him yes and go down stairs to eat your breakfast. After you're done you would go get a small table that had DG'S breakfast on it. (Gun prepared it.) You then would head upstairs and wake DG up. He would then be forced to eat his breakfast on bed since his body was still weak from last nights event. You can now start talking to him about your argument since he's all calmed down. He would finally understand what he did and apologize. You two would talk about how you can avoid it. After DG is done with his breakfast, you'd soon put the table on the floor and cuddle with DG knowing Gun would eventually go inside the room to go get the table.

[This is unedited cause yes I'm that lazy. I hope you enjoyed! This annon actually popped up when I was watching a horror movie on my phone. I shouted so loud because of that and my family was looking at me as if I was some weirdo! 🤣 But thank you for sending this annon! I really appreciate whenever you guys spend time on someone like me. Till next time! Love you annon!]

Side note: I'd probably edit this once o have time 😚

[hamiltrash-thoughts]

Random vent here

Guys you don't u n d e r s t a n d what I'm craving for.

I don't know what you think about this, but I am really craving for some John Laurens/Lafayette/Hercules Mulligan content

Like, THEM AS A TRIO before they met Hamilton.

I think they hadn't known each other for long before that, but honestly, I look at those three together and can only think "Look how good friends they are!!! They probably exploded some place together before, and could possibly sink a ship if they wanted to."

Yep, purely and utterly c h a o s.

They most likely met because of the revolution, and bonded over their will of kicking some redcoats' asses.

I like to believe Lafayette was the one to introduce Laurens and Mulligan to each other, and honestly, I think even himself regrets this a little sometimes.

Most of their time together, they'll just hang around, cursing the British and talking about their plans to the future when the US becomes an independent nation. Other times, they'll just get drunk and talk a lot of shit and laugh like there's no tomorrow. At this point, people are just used to how loud they are.

Laurens probably proclaimed himself as the leader of their trio, and sometimes the other two will look at him like "John you are not our leader pls stop" but mostly they leave him be. Ah, and since I got cursed with the Workshop version of the musical, I just now got the headcanon that Laurens is the type of person that will say "shit" at every chance he gets.

Lafayette, you could say, is probably the most sensible one out of the three. I mean, yes, he loves to get into confusion with his friends, and will probably laugh at them if they or someone else do something really stupid. But if he knows when things will get serious, he's just like "hahaha non." He also curses a lot in French when he's irritated. Laurens and Mulligan get the poker face when this happens.

If you thought that Laurens and Hamilton were obnoxious, oh look who we have here, HERCULES MULLIGAN!!! The man likes some fight and confusion, since he's just tired of his life as a tailor's apprentice. He's that one friend who'll make fun of you if you give him the slightest chance, but if someone else even DARES to mess with you, he'll be like "YOU WANNA FIGHT, MAN?! YOU MESS WITH MY BROS, YOU MESS WITH ME!!!!". He basically calls himself the "bodyguard" of the gang. Oh, and since he's the oldest of the three, he also will say he has some authority over them. Laurens most of the time will fight him against it. Lafayette will either stand to the side watching them kill each other and make fun of them, or will join the fight (most of this stuff happens when they're way too drunk).

You can imagine at this point that, by the time Hamilton joins them, things will just get MESSIER. It's difficult to say if they corrupted the poor young man, or if it was him that made them even worse. And poor Burr a lot of times has to deal with these four together and he just wants to disappear.

• Alexander once bet with Lafayette who knew more curses in French. Again, Lafayette. A French native speaker. And Hamilton dared him anyway. Believe it or not, they got in this discussion for hours, and in the end, they decided it ended in a draw. But just because Hamilton was way too stubborn.

• In "Right Hand Man — Workshop ver.", Hamilton clearly says himself to be the "leader of the gang", and all the others answered "Yes, indeed". It was just seconds after that Laurens noticed it and turned to Mulligan and Lafayette saying "Why when he's the one declaring himself as leader, we just agree with it????" and they're like "We dunno, we just want to shoot some redcoats".

• I bet Lafayette and Herc noticed the sexual tension between Laurens and Hamilton even before they two.

• Mulligan must look intimidating, but really, he gives the best and strongest hugs. Once Hamilton got out of breath in a hug with him. Because, compared to Herc, Alex is t i n y.

• Oh, yeah, the three of them won't spare HamHam from the height jokes. Once, Laurens jokingly said he looked cute when angry, because he had a "baby face". Alexander proceeded to lecture, not only him, but Lafayette and Mulligan too, for the next three hours, saying that: 1 — Laurens was barely some centimeters taller than him; 2 — "Get some beard before you talk about 'baby face', bitch"; 3 — He points out that, it doesn't matter his height compared to them, it didn't stop him from fitting his shoe into their asses.

• When drunk, these four get very clingy. And when I say very, it's because it's VERY. It won't be uncommon to see them either hugging each other, singing a drinking song together, patting each other in the back, giving funny nicknames to each other, and stuff like this.

So... yes. Very chaotic group of friends.

I fucking love them.

[onemillionvolts]

JJK MEN + GIVING ORAL

mdni. 18+. how fushiguro megumi, gojo satoru, itadori yuuji, and okkotsu yuuta eat you out.

warnings: oral sex(f. receiving), overstimulation, squirting, face sitting, m. masturbation

☆ FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

megumi, much like in other aspects of his life, is very tactful when eating you out. he has no wasted motion, and has a perfect read on your body, and what you need. he loves to watch you fall apart on his tongue and the way his thumb rubs your clit while he eats you out. when you've been real good for him, 'gumi may even be so kind as to fuck you with a pair of his fingers while he laps at your folds. he's also partial to sucking your clit, obsessing over the way his lips around your sensitive bud can make you so weak under him; make your back arch, your breath heavy as he guides you to the umpteenth orgasm of the evening, not stopping despite your pleas of "'s too much, megumi!!"

☆ GOJO SATORU

satoru lives for your thighs around his head as you sit on his face. he loves it when you grind against him, letting him stick his tongue out while you rub your cunt against it, letting him collect all of your delicious juices. not only is it the most effective way to get satoru to shut up, it also feels better than you could ever imagine, the way he so passionately licks up against your cunt, not giving a fuck if some of your slick gets on his chin. in addition, satoru jerks off while you're sitting on his face, shamelessly stroking his cock to both your taste and sweet sounds, timing his orgasm to align with your own perfectly.

☆ ITADORI YUUJI

yuuji eats it from the back, and he's messy. he's so messy that after every time, you think there's no way he could be messier...and then he proves you wrong. he just loses himself in your cunt, tonguefucking you and kneading your ass like it's second nature. yuuji's able to ignore the strain of his cock to make you feel good, and he has your legs shaking without fail, every single time. as much as he'd love to drink up your nectar forever, seeing you with your ass up in the air like that sends an urge through his core that he can't ignore, so he usually only lasts one round eating you out.

☆ OKKOTSU YUUTA

he's addicted to eating you out, plain and simple. he'd eat your pussy for breakfast, lunch, and dinner if he could, and it still couldn't satiate his thirst. he just laps and licks at you like a man possessed, using his tongue like his only purpose in life is to give you pleasure. he goes until you physically have to push his head back with what strength you have left after countless orgasms. he also loves to make you squirt, loses his mind when you squirt all over his face—but his favorite thing? it'd have to be when he pulls your thighs apart with his palms to see the mess you've made for him, all from his tongue.

this is shorter than i wanted it to be but i'm still trying to get back in the swing of things, pls bear with me y'all

[sugarrrvenomm]

your object (of your affection) // obi-wan x reader

babys first x reader fic :) pls interact n let me know if u guys like it!

summary: just givin obi-wan the messy blowjob he deserves

length: 1.6k

At his feet, the world was quiet.

It didn’t matter that you couldn’t feel the lower half of your legs anymore; you were pleasing him. You could tell, even though he hadn’t said a word to you since sitting down, snapping his fingers, and pointing at the spot between his knees. Obi-Wan’s tells were all there—the reassuring hand never letting up from petting your hair, the fact that his tea was left, cold and forgotten on the table next to him. Every so often, his eyes would dart away from the data pad he was working on, and the small, proud smile that appeared on his face when you locked eyes gave him away in an instant.

You weren’t sure how long it had been, but that didn’t matter either. Your mind was blank, narrowed down to the warmth of his thigh where you rested your head against it. There was nothing else to think about.

Except…

Eyes darting up, they landed on where Obi-Wan’s cock made a noticeable bulge in his trousers, even when soft. You tried your best not squirm, not wanting to give away your naughty thoughts. You had to be good. For him. If all he wanted was you kneeling, then you’d kneel, and not think about his cock. His fat, pink, dripping…

The hand in your hair stopped petting, and came down to tap a finger against your noise. You chuffed and tilted your head back up at him.

“Your thoughts are very loud, sweet girl.”

Unable to stop yourself, you squirmed. Then, turned your head back into his thigh, burying your forehead there. “I’m sorry. I’m trying to be good, I promise. I just…”

Obi-Wan didn’t tolerate your avoidance, a large hand coming down to grip your chin and tilt it until you were looking into those gray-blue eyes again. His pupils were more blown than they were a moment ago.

“Just what, darling? Just too needy? Just too desperate? Use your words.”

His grip felt so good on you, and he smelled so good, so close. After sitting at his feet for so long, mind full of nothing except him—being good for him, you couldn’t lie to him.

You pouted, “Just want your cock.”

He was groaning immediately, and his hand was shifting until there was a thumb pressing at your lips, callouses dragging across it. You opened up, letting his thumb in your mouth and wrapping your lips around it. Swiping your tongue along it, you looked up at him with doe eyes, willing him to do whatever he wished to you, whatever would get you his cock sooner. Taking the hint, he pressed at your tongue until your drool was pooling, then the fingers around your jaw clenched until you let your mouth fall back open—making the spit run down your chin until he was laughing softly at the sight of you, sloppy and vulnerable under him.

“Messy thing, aren’t you?” Obi-Wan drawled at you, before he was pulling out his thumb and replacing it with his two forefingers, stopping you from answering.

The press of his thick fingers in your mouth, along with the condescending, saccharine tone, made you hyperaware of how you were throbbing in your panties. You rocked your hips against nothing, feeling sticky and wet. Only he could do this to you.

From above, Obi-Wan hummed at you, eyes sweet and endeared. “Why don’t you take me out of my trousers, sweetheart?” He spoke as he slipped his fingers from your mouth, wiping them on your cheek, making you feel even messier. Eagerly, you were immediately pawing at his zipper until you could feel the outline of him through his white briefs. You leaned in, rubbing at it and pressing it to your cheek, wiping your own drool against the bulge of his cock, moaning at the heat of it through the fabric.

“Don’t tease,” he growled, with a hand winding into your hair to tug.

You were helpless to do anything but listen, that Coruscanti accent could make you do anything. Feeling yourself pulse with arousal, you tugged down his briefs until they rested under his balls. You mouth watered at the sight of them, heavy and full. It was near impossible to restrain yourself from licking at him until he gave the word.

Wrapping a hand around himself at the base, squeezing at that pretty, pink flesh until there was a translucent pearl leaking from the tip. “Suck me, darling.”

Eyes closing in bliss, you took his tip into your mouth, relishing at the shaky sound it got from him—so usually composed and unwavering. Suckling at it softly, you mewled the slightest bit at the taste before taking more of him into your mouth, spurred on by the gentle hand still wrapped in your hair. As you went deeper, you fought against your gag reflex, working him farther down, tongue lapping, until your throat was opening and closing with a gag and you were pulling off with a wet sound.

Obi-Wan cooed at you, stroking your hair with one hand while he stroked his hard, glistening cock with he other. “That’s my good girl. Trying so hard for me, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Master.”

At those words, he was moaning through his teeth and tugging you back onto him, pushing into you with less finesse, just needing to be back in the warm, wet heat of your mouth. You choked again as he went even deeper than before, but you resolved to stay on him—not like you had much of a choice, his hand was keeping you there.

Focusing so hard on breathing through your nose, you instantly felt calmer when you took in the smell of him. Here, with your nose buried in the short, copper hair around the base of him, he smelled so strongly— of musk, of himself. The want made you dizzy, and you wished desperately to be able to get your tongue around the base of him, to lick every part of him. From his slit, to his balls, up to the hair under his arms that held that same masculine scent. Your own thoughts spurred your desire on, sending sparks up your spine until your mind felt even floatier, and the sound of him moving his cock in and out your mouth was obnoxiously sloppy and loud.

You floated for a while, until he was pulling out. You missed the taste of him immediately, but he rested the length of himself against your face as he talked, and it soothed you.

“I’m going to come all over that pretty face of yours now.”

At this point, you were passed words, only able to gasp and stick your tongue out at him, waiting for him to put his thick cock back in your mouth.

His smile was so proud, and his hand was so warm where it cupped your face. Not as warm as his cock was though, nor his balls—which he pushed you towards until you were tonguing at them with a happy hum.

“Dirty girl. You like this so much, don’t you?”

Humming into his sac, you nodded, before taking one side of him into your mouth, sucking and swirling your tongue softly, savoring the weight of him. Above you, he moaned to the ceiling, and out of the corner of your eye, you saw his toes curl in his socks. The sight made you preen, and you leant over to suck the other side of him in your mouth too, mouthing at him and moaning against the soft skin while he pressed fingers into the back of your neck, encouraging.

Then, you were licking a line from his balls up his cock until you were back at the tip. Digging your tongue into the slit until he hissed. The taste of his pre-come made you ache, and you were sure there would be a wet spot on your panties once he finally, finally got his hands on you. You moaned in anticipation of that, and the vibrations made him moan back. The sound of it dizzied you, sending you farther down his cock, hollowing your cheeks and feeling his hips twitch under you. It was so wet, your spit was everywhere as you gagged yourself on him. Coupled with the curses and groans he was letting out, the whole room was echoing with the sounds of it.

“That’s it, such a good girl,” he praised, starting to pump his hips a bit harder. “You’re going to make me come, sweetheart.”

You mewled happily around him, and through your teary eyes you looked up at him, catching his eyes and trying to let him know how much you wanted it—the splatter of his seed on your already messy face.

He must’ve understood, because he was pulling out of your mouth and stripping his hand over himself, over and over, harsh and aggressive, his eyes never leaving yours. His moans got higher, breather, and you could see him losing it, tipping over that edge as he panted, “Gods, fuck—darling. Yes, I’m—“

And then Obi-Wan was coming with a wet groan, painting your face with strips of white until it was sliding down your face. Every rope that landed on you made you clench your thighs together. You stuck your tongue out to taste him, and nearly shot a hand between your legs. You had no doubt it would only take the slightest touch to send you over the edge at this point.

But before you could, he was cupping your spend-covered face in his big, strong hands and pulling you up to kiss him, tasting himself as he pushed his tongue against yours. The filth of it made you gasp, arranging yourself over his thigh. He flexed it, and you whined.

One messy, come-stained hand trailed down your body. “I’m just getting started with you, love.”

<3

[fivelakesinwriting]

Drew starkey x reader where the cast is hanging out and swimming at the lake and it’s night. the cast notice the romantic tension between drew and the reader, they all slowly leave so they can be alone. Finally drew kisses her (can u do smut pls)

Hi, sweetness! I actually love this, so cute. And as a water girl/ lake lover, this is dreams.

Author's Notes: I just want to be friends with these people, so badly and this is basically one of my dream parties. And Drew Starkey can take me night swimming anytime... This one is long, but I think it's fun, it's flirty and I think it's kind of sexy. Please let me know what you think xoxo

Warnings: Swearing, Drinking, Sexual references - sexual innuendos (I didn't do full smut, sorry. But it's still fun! I do have an idea for a potential second part...)

Requested? Heck yes! Requests for OBX are open!

*My work is not to be transferred, copied, translated or reposted to any other sites without my permission. Please see my masterlist for all other works and warnings. Thank you! xoxo

It was the perfect night for a swim. The sky was so clear it was almost as if they could reach up, grab the stars and count them in their palm.

Instead, they all decided it would be the perfect night to have a fire on the beach to accompany their swim. Everyone packed a bag, a cooler and drove down to the beach.

Drew drove her in his truck, just the two of them, down the to beach. His windows down to let the late night summer breeze hit their faces. He smiled over at her quickly when her heard he laugh, her hands pushing her long hair out of her face as the wind created a tunnel in the cab of the truck.

"Windows up next time?" Drew laughed softly as he adjusted his hat on his head then made the turn to the parking lot for the beach. The lot was empty except for the few cars that were waiting for the two of them to arrive.

"No. I like it." She smiled as she twisted her hair and held it to the side while he slowed his truck down, then parked it beside Chase's car.

"Good. I like the whole windblown look on you. It's cute." Drew smiled over at her as he pulled the keys from the ignition and undid his seat belt.

"Says the guy who doesn't have to brush his hair." She replied as she unfastened her own seat belt, then followed his lead and hopped out of the truck.

"You made it!" Madelyn squealed with a slight slur, her arms tossed around her friend's neck, their bodies hitting Drew's truck with a soft thud.

"We were like, five minutes behind you." Drew replied with a laugh as he reached into the back of his truck to pull out her backpack and his cooler. He kicked Chase in the shin as the wavy haired man walked up with raised eyebrows and a cheeky smirk.

"I didn't say anything, asshole." Chase grumbled as he reached down to rub his bruised flesh.

"You thought it." Drew replied under his breath as he lifted their items from the back of his truck and started to walk down from the parking lot towards the beach.

Drew walked next to Chase on the beach, the two watching as Madelyn drunkenly grabbed Her hand, and pulled her down to the shore. An eruption of giggles filled the quiet night air as the cold water of the lake touched the tips of their toes.

"So, you two?" Chase asked as both he and Drew placed their coolers down at the same time. Each man opened the lids of their respective coolers and pulled out either a can, or a bottle of beer.

"Getting there." Drew nodded with a sip of his beer, and another adjustment of his hat on his head. He kept his eyes trained on the shoreline as Madelyn grabbed Her hips and pulled Her down onto the sand.

"Guys! Sorry, we're late. JD forgot that cars need gas in order to function. So, we had to stop." Rudy called from the parking lot, before he came running towards them.

"S'alright." Drew laughed as he hitched at the waist, reached into his cooler and pulled out a beer to hand to the blonde man.

"Are they drunk already?" Rudy asked with a point the girls who wrestled on the beach as he pulled the tab on his beer.

"Madelyn is, yes." Chase laughed as he pushed his hand through his wavy hair.

"Ladies!" Madison yelled as she ran as fast as she could through the sand, stumbling only once, to get to the girls who still wrestled on the beach.

"She's drunk, too. Shotgunned a beer in the gas station parking lot." Rudy snickered while he watched all three women hug on the sand with a raucous of giggles.

"So, we lighting this thing? Or are we going to stand here like creeps all night?" JD asked as he finally made his way over to the rest of his friends and dropped down a pile of fire wood.

The boys took their eyes of the girls, letting them play in the sand for a bit longer, and took to building the fire in the stone pit on the beach. Drew tossed in the match and watched as the flames began to burn up the newspaper used for kindling. He jumped slightly when he felt arms wrapped around his chest from behind.

"Did you bring my bag down?" She asked softly in his ear, the sand from her body falling onto him.

"Yeah. It's right by the cooler. Going for a swim?" He smirked as he turned his body slightly to look at her. If it was possible, her hair was even messier than it had been when the windows were down in his truck.

"Yeah! The waves look like so much fun." She smiled as she ran her hands over his shoulders then made her way over to her backpack and began to rustle through it for her bathing suit.

"First of all, where are you going to change? Second. You're going to freeze your ass off in that water." Rudy replied as he crunched his beer can, tossed it into the garbage bag already full with a few empties courtesy of Madelyn and Chase, then grabbed a full can.

"Question one. I will change in Drew's truck. Question two. You don't know my threshold for cold, Pankow." She replied with a skip in her step as she carried her bikini in one hand towards Drew's truck to change.

Drew flicked a stone at Chase who mouthed a less than quiet "go" at his friend as the woman walked away.

"To help her put on a bathing suit? I'm sure she's fine." Drew replied as he finished off his own beer.

"She might need help tying those strings, Drew." Madelyn stated with a sing-song in her voice, her shoulders shaking from side to side.

"Fuck you, guys." Drew scoffed as he stood up, tossed his empty can then made his way towards the parking lot with his hands in his pockets to sounds of whoops and hollers from his friends.

He walked up to his truck and vaguely saw the shape of her body move around in the back seat of his truck. He bit at his bottom lip, then ran his thumb over it as he leaned against the driver side. It took all his conviction to not steal a peak through the open window.

"Good in there, hon?" He asked softly, his hands still in his pockets as he kept his eyes fixed on JD's license plate across the lot. He would not look at her bare back as she tried to tie up her bikini, one hand holding the triangles of her top to her breasts while the other reached behind her to tie the strings.

"No. I hate these fucking things. Can you help?" She grumbled from the backseat, as she reached to open the back door and shifted in the seat so her back faced him.

"Sure." Drew nodded as his bottom lip made home between his teeth again. He took the large step forward to stand behind her then took hold of the strings to her bikini and pulled them tightly around her chest.

"Thank you." She replied softly as his fingertips brushed over the back of her neck and tied the strings in a knot, his hands lingering over her shoulders for a brief second.

"You're welcome. This is a nice colour on you." Drew stated as he hooked his index finger in the top string of her deep purple bikini.

"Thanks, Drew." She smiled as she sat up on her knees in the backseat and faced him.

"Lady! Are you coming swimming or not?" Madelyn yelled from her spot on the sand, her bathing suit already on which led both Her and Drew to believe Madelyn changed on the beach.

"Yes, Madelyn! I'll be right there!" She laughed while she pushed her hair back from her face.

"Tell Drew to hurry up with your bikini! It's not that difficult!" Madelyn giggled as she took a swig from a wine bottle before she took off back towards the fire pit.

"Don't say anything back. She's more wine than woman at this point. Come swimming with me." She laughed as she reached for his biceps as he held his weight against the door frame of the truck. She pulled her body up close enough for a kiss but didn't give him the satisfaction of pressing her lips to his.

"Alright. I don't need help with my swimsuit, though." Drew grinned as he pushed himself off the truck and walked back towards the fire. He let out a heavy exhale when he knew he was far enough away from her earshot.

Drew, Chase and the girls made their way into the brisk water for a nighttime swim while Rudy and JD chose to stay and tend to the fire. Chase let out a loud yelp as a wave rolled in, cold water reaching up to his chest.

"You're a baby, Stokes!" She laughed as she began to tread water, then make the few front strokes over to Drew.

Drew took hold of her waist then pulled her close to keep her above the rolling waves. Their height difference apparent in the water.

"It's fucking freezing. What are you? A polar bear?" Chase replied, teeth chattered as he wrapped his arms around himself.

"You have to go under! Otherwise you're just two different temperatures." Madison giggled before she dove under the water, her feet splashing water high above everyone's heads.

"No. Fuck that. I'm not drunk enough for this." Chase shivered as he began to make his way out of the water. He raised his eyebrows at Drew as he looked at the woman in his friend's arms, her legs wrapped around his waist.

"I'm coming, too. I need more wine." Madelyn smirked as she swam over to Chase, her own eyebrows raised up at Drew.

"I'm going back up, too. Rudy is ruining that fire." Madison stated quietly as she pushed her long hair back from her face, and made her way towards the shore.

"They're all wimps." She smiled up at Drew, her arms around his neck as they both waded in the water as a large wave rolled over them.

"I don't know, hon. It is kind of cold in here." Drew laughed with his hands on her lower back to keep her close. It was the closest they had ever been, with the least amount of clothes on.

"I think it's nice. And you're warm, so I feel good." She stated softly as she placed her right hand on the back of his neck, her fingertips twirling the hair.

"Don't get me wrong. I'll deal with this cold water if I can have you wrapped around me like this. I really don't mind it." Drew grinned as he wrapped his left arm around her waist securely while his right hand grabbed at her thigh.

The two of them simply waded in the water for a bit, wrapped around each other and in the sexual tension they had created. She kept her hands on the back of Drew's neck, occasionally twisting a bit of hair at the nape.

"Drew?" She asked quietly after a few moments of sweet silence between them.

"Yeah."

"Did you see anything when I was changing in your truck?" She smiled at him as she placed her hands on his shoulders, her eyebrows raised.

"I mean..I may have seen just the side of these." Drew replied as he tilted his head to the side, the hand he had on her thigh reached up to brush the underside of her breast.

"Drew!" She laughed as she tossed her arms around his neck and pulled him close for a hug, her legs tightening around his waist.

"I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself. You're so pretty." Drew smiled while he nuzzled his face into her neck and tightened his grip around her.

"I forgive you." She whispered as he pulled his face from her neck and looked into her eyes, his nose brushed against hers.

Drew muttered a barely audible, "thank you" as his adjusted his hold on her, both his hands on her thighs to keep her around him. He felt her hands in his hair, giving the slightest of pulls and the other shoe finally dropped.

Drew pressed his lips to hers, closing the tiny space between them. He released a sigh of relief through his nostrils while she whined ever so softly in the back of her throat. The kiss between them had been building for weeks.

They finally broke apart, but only for air. Drew gripped at her thighs while he peppered her lips with kisses. Her hands pulled at his hair as she tried to catch her breath again.

"Drew?" She asked between pecks on her lips.

"Yeah, honey?" Drew muttered as he kissed his way from her lips to her neck.

"Do you think I could steal a peak at you in the back of your truck? It seems only fair." She asked as she released a heavy breath, her hands on his shoulders as his lips created a seal on her neck.

"You can have way more than a peak if you want, honey." Drew grunted as he lifted her higher around his waist, he pulled his lips off her neck so he could look at her face.

"Okay. Will you take me back to the truck to get warm?" She asked softly, her eyes downcast to watch as her fingertips caught the beads of water on his chest.

"Thought you'd never ask." Drew grinned as he adjusted her legs around his waist, then began to walk them back towards the shoreline. He placed her back on her feet softly on the sand and gave her backside a nudge towards the parking lot before he ran his hands through his hair.

"Are you guys finally coming back to the fire?" JD asked with a raised eyebrow as he poked the flames.

"In a second, yeah. She's cold, so we're just going to sit in the truck and warm up. Change out of these swimsuits." Drew replied as he shook the water off his fingertips.

"Whatever you say, Drew." Madison grinned as she rolled onto her stomach in front of the fire and cracked open another can of beer.

Drew muttered under his breath as he grabbed Her backpack then made his way through the sand towards his truck - the back door open. He walked to the front end of the truck, dropped the bag then made his way around the open door where his heart began to race.

"You're naked." Drew stated flatly as he looked at the woman sat up in the backseat of his truck without her purple bathing suit, the heat of the truck blasting.

"Can't sit around in a wet bathing suit, and you have my bag." She smiled over at him.

"Yeah, but you're naked in the back of my truck." Drew smirked as he held his weight against the frame of the door, his eyes scanning her body shamelessly.

"Do you want to come be naked in the back of your truck with me, Starkey?" She laughed as she turned to sit up on her knees, facing him.

"Uh huh. Sure do." Drew nodded as he reached down to untie his swimsuit then tugged it down to his ankles. He climbed inside the back with her and shut the door behind him, leaving his swim trunks in the parking lot.

Please let me know what you think if you have a moment Thank you for your support! xoxo

Requests for OBX are open!

[marvelous-harry]

Can you write something of where the reader has been busy with work the past couple of days and hasnt really gotten time to spend time with harry and harry gets all upset over it. and the reader comes home from work that day in a bad mood since she’s annoyed with her boss and she accidentally snaps at harry and he gets all emotional. and then he tells her that he missed her and then she takes care of him. sub harry pls and mommy kink. thank uuu

Making Up & Making Out Sub!Harry/Mommy!Dom!Fem!Reader Words: 2K Warnings: Sub!Harry, Mommy!Kink Summary: After an exhausting week at work your temper is fried and you take it out on Harry. You make it up to him though. A/N: Thank you so much for all the love and support. Hit 300 followers yesterday and I just can't believe it. Thank you, thank you, thank you!!

Closing the front door with way too much force, I let my handbag fall to the floor as I leaned on the door and tried to calm down. Annoyance was bubbling inside of me as I thought about work. Slipping off my coat, I hung it up with a tired sigh.

“You’re home!” Harry said as he came running down the stairs. “What do you want for dinner? I can make anything you want!” he said excitedly as he came closer.

“Just give me a minute, Harry! I’m going to get out of these clothes and have a shower. I just need a second to myself, my boss has been a bitch all week and I just need to be alone right now, okay?!” I snapped at him as I marched up the stairs and into the bedroom. I barely heard the quiet little “yes, Mummy,” from Harry before I closed the door behind me.

Kicking off my shoes, I walked into the master bathroom and turned the shower on, letting the water get warm as I started taking off my clothes. Letting out a frustrated grunt as one of the buttons on my shirt was ripped off and bounced on the bathroom tiles till it came to a standstill just by the clothes hamper.

Sitting down on the edge of the bathtub, I sighed as I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Harry’s quiet little “yes, Mummy,” was ringing in my head as his dejected look was in the forefront of my mind. The more I thought about it, the more guilty I felt. Hell, if Harry had spoken to me like that I probably would’ve spanked him for it.

Standing up, I turned the shower off and headed out of the bathroom. Walking down the stairs, I followed the noise into the kitchen. “Hey,” I said softly as I stepped over to Harry, pressing a kiss to his back and noted that he was wearing one of my hoodies.

“I thought maybe you’d like some tea after your shower so you could enjoy it in bed or something,” Harry mumbled quietly as he stared at the kettle he’d filled up and turned on.

Sighing, I gave him a little hug before turning him around. “Thank you, baby. That’s so sweet of you,” I told him as I looked him over. He was chewing on one of the strings to my hoodie, he had bags under his eyes and his eyes were slightly red like he had been crying.

“I’m so sorry I snapped at you, that was so rude of me,” I told as I took the string out of his mouth and stroked his cheek with my thumb.

“It’s okay, you had a bad day,” he mumbled as he closed his eyes and leaned into my hand.

“It’s not okay. That’s not how we talk to each other no matter how sucky our day has been. I am really sorry, baby. You just wanted to say hi and I shut you down,” I gave him a little smile as I pulled him in for a tight hug. “You look very pretty in my hoodie,”

Harry wrapped his hands around me tightly as he put his head on my shoulder. “I just missed you so much this week I started putting on your clothes so I could smell like you,” he said quietly.

I rubbed his back gently as I felt myself tearing up. “Mummy’s been very busy this week, hasn’t she? Not spent a lot of time with you,”

“Yeah. Very busy so I missed you loads and loads,” Harry whimpered. “I, um was so excited for you to come home today cause it’s the weekend now so you don’t have to work, and neither do I,” he continued.

“And I greeted you by snapping at you, oh honey,” I said sadly, feeling awful. “I’m so excited to spend the next few days with you though. Just you and me,” I mused as I pulled back slightly and stroked his cheeks with my thumbs. “I love you, baby. I hope you never doubt that for even a second,” I told him as I looked him in the eyes.

Harry gave me a little smile. “I love you too,” he replied before jumping slightly as the kettle started whistling, letting us know it was done. “Do you want your tea now or after your shower?” he asked as he turned around and reached out for my favorite teacup.

“You know what? I think I’ll have it after I shower,” I hummed as I grabbed his hand, stopping him from grabbing the cup. “But I also think we should probably get a little bit messier first. Make sure that we really justify having a shower,” I said, pulling him in for a kiss

Our mouths were open as our lips pressed together. Just small kisses at first, pressing our lips together softly, both of us keeping our eyes closed. But steadily our kisses grew greedier. Longer. Harder.

Moving my hand to his hip, I snuck my hand under the hoodie he was wearing and stroked his bare skin, smirking against his lips as he shuddered.

“Mumma,” Harry whispered, raising his hands as I grabbed the bottom of the hoodie and took it off him.

“God, you’re so beautiful, baby,” I said as I ran my hands over his muscly chest, my eyes darting from tattoo to tattoo. Pulling him for a quick kiss, I took his hand and laced our fingers together. “Come on, we need a bed for all the things I want to do to you,” I told him with a grin.

Heading up the stairs quickly, I dragged him into the bedroom before pushing him onto the bed. I kept eye contact with him as I started unbuttoning my shirt. He was biting his lip as his eyes would dart down every now and then to have a look as I slowly got my shirt off.

Letting it fall to the floor, I stepped closer to the bed and grabbed the hem of his shorts and his boxers before pulling them down and off.

“I love you like this,” I teased as I looked down at him. “On your back, legs spread, hands lying by your side, eyes watching my every move,” I said while unbuttoning my slacks and opening the zipper. “Your cock resting against your stomach. Leaking and twitching as it gets harder and harder, begging to be touched. But you won’t touch will you?” I asked, pushing down my slacks.

Harry whimpered as he shook his head. “No, Mummy. I won’t,” he replied quickly, taking a shaky breath as I teased my fingertips over his cock.

“And why is that, baby?” I asked as I wrapped my fingers around it, just holding it as I looked at his face.

“Cause it belongs to you Mumma, so you decide if and when I get to touch it,” Harry muttered out, a nice blush spreading up from his chest to his face.

“That’s right. Good boy,” I praised him while stroking my thumb over his cock head. “You’ve been so patient and so good,” I smiled as his cock twitched in my hand while Harry moaned.

“I’ve been trying,” Harry mumbled, looking up at me as I let go of his cock and pushed my underwear down.

“Move to the middle of the bed, stay on your back,” I ordered him and watched as he eagerly shuffled around to get into position.

Getting up on the bed, I straddled his hips and let my pussy rest against his cock as I leaned down and started kissing him again. “You can touch, baby,” I whispered against his lips before using my teeth to pull on his bottom lip before kissing him hard.

Harry’s hands went straight to my hips and stroked over my thighs and back up my sides to squeeze my breasts. “Please, Mummy. Need you,” Harry said with a groan.

I had started moving my hips slightly, dragging my pussy lips over his cock, making it wet with my slick. “You want to fuck me, baby? Have your cock inside Mumma?” I asked with a slight smirk as I continued rubbing off against his cock.

“Yes, please! Been forever, please, want to fuck you so bad,” Harry whimpered as he grabbed my hips but he didn’t try and stop my movement or speed them up.

“It has been a while, Mummy has been too busy fucking you to let you fuck me,” I chuckled as I rose up on my knees slightly and put my hand down, and grasped Harry’s cock. Angling it up, I bit down on my lip as I slowly lowered myself down on him.

“Forgotten how big you are,” I groaned when finally had all of him in me.

“Forgotten how tight and warm and wet you are,” Harry whimpered as he squeezed his eyes shut. “Feel like I’m going to cum already, Mummy,” he whined.

I couldn’t help but laugh at his whining. “Well you better not cum just yet, pet,” I said and started moving my hips, putting my hands on his chest for stability. Moving my hips faster, I closed my eyes as I tried to find the right angle and pace. “Fuck,” I whispered and pulled off him quickly.

“What?” Harry asked confused and sat up slightly.

“You’re going to fuck me like this,” I told him as I lied down and spread my legs, my hands fondling my breasts before I reached down and stroked my clit slowly. “Well come on then,” I said as Harry still hadn’t moved.

“Yes, Mumma!” Harry said quickly as he got up on his knees and moved in between my legs. He looked me in the eyes as he slowly pushed his cock back into me.

“Good boy, that’s it. Now fuck Mummy hard, want to feel you for days,” I said while pulling him down for a kiss while wrapping my legs around him. We both moaned as Harry managed to push in even deeper.

“Love you, love your pussy so much,” Harry moaned as he started moving faster, putting his hands down for support so he could thrust in as deep as possible.

“Making me feel so good, baby. You going to cum inside me? Fill me up with your cum?” I asked with a moan, rubbing at my clit quickly as I looked at him. His arms were all flexed as he leaned on them and there was a slight layer of sweat on his chest. He looked so fucking sexy.

“Please,” he moaned and did a little nod before putting his head down and capturing one of my nipples in his mouth. Sucking on it eagerly, Harry kept on fucking into me fast.

Moaning, I grabbed onto his head and tugged on his hair. “Fuck, so good. Going to cum, don’t stop,” I gasped.

Harry flicked his tongue over my nipple and sucked hard. “Fucking fuck!” I screamed as I tightened my legs around him and pulled his head against my chest as my orgasm ripped through me. “Oh my god,” I moaned and pulled Harry up so I could kiss him.

“Need to cum, Mumma,” He mumbled as he snapped his hips back and forth. “Please? Can I?” he begged in between kisses.

“Go on, pet,” I panted and watched him closely as his eyes closed and his brows furrowed slightly. Yanking on his hair hard I clenched my pussy around his cock hoping to bring him over the edge.

“Mumma!” Harry gasped as he pushed in deep and held still as he moaned loudly, shooting his cum deep into me.

“Good boy, such a good boy for me,” I whispered as Harry lied down on top of me, whimpering as he pressed his face up against my neck. “Shhh, I got you,” I said softly while stroking his hair and back.

“I love you so much,” he said quietly, letting out a little sigh as he relaxed.

Smiling, I pressed a kiss to his cheek. “I love you too, baby,”

[viperiti]

WHAT I THINK THE GENSHIN WOMEN'S HANDWRITING IS LIKE !

no x anybody. just plain hcs. i'm just trying to get this noticed dont mind the tags.

includes all playable women + signora!

CW?! slight cursing and this isnt proofread we die like rex lapis

also haha please reblog if you enjoyed reading this ahahaha please i beg you nobody reblogs my stuff anymore ahaha my work flops so badly because of it ahahahahaahaha

AMBER

it's barely readable

but very cute if you can make out what it says

she puts hearts as the dots on her is

she mixes cursive and regular without realising

AYAKA

her handwriting is very neat

its in cursive but it looks like regular letters if that makes sense

she has her own special way to write everyone's name <3

probably the 3d neatest handwriting of them all tbh

BARBARA

amber 2.0 but hers is neater

she tried to copy jean's a little bit but that didnt work out

doesnt know how to write in cursive /j

but overall very aesthetically pleasing

BEIDOU

messy but comprehendable

ningguang cant read it though

i have nothing much to say about this one

thats it

EULA

very very very neat. shes an aristocrat what did you expect?

she was forced to write in cursive from a young age and she still doesnt know how to write an e in regular

maybe i am a eula kinnie

lets move on before this gets overly personal yeah

FISCHL

looked at eula's once and tries to imitate it

she does a good job at it too

hers is a little messier but its barely noticable

congrats fish

GANYU

HER HANDWRITING IS ADORABLE

she draws little pictures of her and keqing or her and cloud retainer after the fullstops <3

hearts on top of the is and as the full stops

shes so cute pls

HU TAO

a strange mix of amber and ayaka

its neat when she wants it to be

probably makes it messy on purpose to annoy people

this little shit

JEAN

it isnt anything fancy

but very formal

i'm probably making 0 sense rn

but yes thats all i can think of for her

KEQING

same thing as jean but make it SLIGHTLY fancy

the most readable on this list

she uses the blue ink pens instead of the black ones though

she signs off her name in cursive

KOKOMI

literally just the same thing as eula

except it gets messier and messier as her energy drains

if its nothing formal she will use stars as the fullstops

you can tell i'm running out of ideas

KUJOU SARA

another one thats just like eula

yeah i'm truly out of ideas now

sorry sara

</3

LISA

this just screams lisa to me

feel free to bully me about it

i will not falter think any different no matter what you tell me

fight me

MONA

i give up describing so here

yeah thats it no further comments

NINGGUANG

usually has her helpers write for her

but when she does it?

its a bit like this

NOELLE

another one with really cute handwriting

better visual description here

signs off with smiley faces <3

noelle my beloved

RAIDEN SHOGUN

this

but make it old school

her handwriting is probably the same as it was 500 years ago

yeah

RAIDEN EI

her handwriting used to be the same as the shogun's

but after meeting the traveler she changed it

it now looks more like this

ROSARIA

MY WIFE <3 where do i begin with this one

its like

this

but messier yk?

LA SIGNORA

the one with the neatest handwriting on this list

it looks like this

but it changes depending on what shes writing

if its personal it'll be ever so slightly messier

SHENHE

weird hc but the more ropes she has on the more neat her handwriting is

but overall it always looks like this

if she doesnt have her binds on then it gets a lot messier

SUCROSE

i'm not sure about her tbh

all i can think of is that her hands are probably kinda shaky when she writes letters and stuff

not with her alchemy notes or whatever

it looks kinda like this

XIANGLING

it looks like this idk

XINYAN

i have zero ideas

this???

I'LL UPDATE THIS WITH THE REST LATER I'M TIRED RN