#anddd hit post

[seanwinchester]

I know some of you don't like it but the closer we'll ever get to cannibalism without actually doing it is eating someone's period

[calbeloved]

artemis should have killed more people

[foxtriestobiteandmaimandkilland]

why is grizzly saying what hes written will change everything is he gonna kill off pretzel in front of the others istg if he does anything like that i. will cry. as well. or if he like. idk. the change is likeee idfk. i actually cant think of anything that could change much other than jokes and gillion getting that sick fucking armour. unless his curse arm tattoo thing comes into play ?????? oh fuck wait oh no.

[nakinai]

“just” childhood friends.. yang jungwon

trigger warnings :: jealous ahh cat (jungwon), pet names, rough and long sex, mentions of and actual nsfw content..

some background info :: university au, you're turning 22 soon and jungwon is few months older than you.

my second post ever.. please enjoy it..

you didn't expect him to crash out after you drunkenly touched heeseung's arm and told him such vulgar things out of that pretty mouth of yours at the party. jungwon was a little cat that you adopted (became friends with), when you two were in kindergarten.

numerous people had thought you liked each other throughout the course of you and him being friends. jungwon and you turned a blind eye to it, not wanting to break the oh-so precious relationship you had built with him. deep inside, you knew that your heart truly wanted him and only him.

so why were you being fucked by him like a slut in his dorm at almost midnight? you really don't know, but you definitely knew that you were his beautiful cock sleeve at the moment. "stop, won-ah.." you moaned softly as he hit that sensitive spot inside your clenching, filled pussy.

"shut up, baby, you don't get to talk to me like that after what i saw at that party." he growled, picking up the pace of his thrusting.

"touching heeseung like that.. did you wanna suck his cock that badly, whore?" all you could do was grip the bed-sheets and whimper in pleasure.

jungwon chuckled darkly before speaking up again,

"i bet that you're thinking of that bitch-ass right now, aren't you?" his face turned serious as he could tell that you wanted this just as much as he did.

"y'know, it doesn't hurt to scream out my name.." he suggested, thrusting harder as if he was trying to send you to the ER in the morning.

how could a person talk so much during this type of sex..? you thought to yourself as you screamed his name involuntarily.

"mm.. that's my girl.." he praised innocently as he filled you up with cum. you whimpered and whined as he pulled his now soft member out of you. he watched as you bit your lip and clenched his fists.

"i need those pretty lips of yours on my cock right now."

anddd just imagine the rest.. because i'll prolly not make a part two.. unless you guys want me too ofc.. ik this was short, but i didn't have that much motivation tonight.. xoxo..

[ayeyolooo]

pound cake! 🍰

you bobbed your head up and down having your curls recoil back and fourth as “pound cake” by drake blasted from your apartments ceiling speakers.. you sprinkled some flour on the counter as you took a hold of the glass bowl that held the risen dough. You dumped the dough out on the counter that was coated in the flour having some of the flour fly up in your face.

“ACHOO!” you sneezed having a chuckle erupt from behind you. “AHHHHH.” you clutched your chest as you looked at your boyfriend who has just scared the living daylights out of you. he just laughed at you seeing your face, he was laughing so hard to the point of where tears were coming out of his eyes. you just dead panned him.

“Jean it wasn’t that funny.” you rolled your eyes at him, having him nod in agreement. “you’re right mama, that was wrong of me to laugh.” he said taking his hoodie off having to reveal his black wife beater. (the under t guys..)

“ouu watchu making?” he asked looking at you roll the dough out. you just huffed at him and looked at him through your lashes. “im upset with you.” you pointed your hello kitty nails at him having him left out a defeated chuckle. “im sorry mama, do you forgive me?” he looked at you with his big brown eyes, his black framed glasses decorating his face.

you playfully tapped your chin in thought. “hmmmmmmm i dunnooooo…” you replied. He laughed then put on a sad face to play along with you. “oh well then i guess my beautiful wife doesn’t want to do bible study with me later then.” he hugged in a sad tone. he then poked his pink plumped lips out having you ignore him.

he huffed , no attention so he huffed

again

and again

anddd again

until you finally gave in.

“oh my goodness i was just playing with you.” he smirked. “oh i know.” he smiled widely. you just laughed and shook your head. “you’re adorable some times you know that?” you tilted your head towards him. “i know my wife tells me that daily!” jean boasted.

“oh really?” you put the dough down and dusted your hands off finally meeting eyes with jean. Who was leaning up against the kitchen island just watching you do you. Let it out by lo shimmy was playing lightly in the background as you pecked his cheek. “here you wanna help me?” i’m making straw berry cheesecake filled puffed dough!”

“OF COURSE OH MY GOODNESS THOSE SOUND SO GOOD Y/N/N!!” jean excitedly helped you break the dough apart and shape it into little squares. you just laughed and shook your head—Laughijg at your boyfriends childish, but adorable behavior.

jean gently lowered the raw dough in the boiling hot oil , watching how the oil puffed up the dough into brown, crispy treats. The two of you spent the rest of the night just spending time with eachother and bonding over music. as the night hit, both you and jean pulled out your bibles spending time with God before you ended the night.

A/N!

i’m sorry that i ended this chapter this way i just had writers block im sorry :( i will be telling you all why i haven’t been posting and if as active as i was before, i hope you all have a wonderful and blessed day🎀💞

BIBLE VERSE OF THE DAY!

psalms 15:1

[ohbabydollie]

mutual breakup!schlatt witha pregnant reader 😋

he’d be so protective making sure she’s always safe and doing stuff for her

anddd he LOVES the way her body changes. he’s obsessed with her bigger boobs, stretch marks, her nipples leaking, her thighs getting thicker, ect

so real

makes you stay in his apartment once you hit your second trimester

he just wants to be around you 24/7 :(

feeding you your cravings, making sure you take your prenatal, you don’t get hurt, etc. under the excuse of “it’s my baby too!”

he’ll be feeding you any and everything you could want

mcdonald at 3:45 am? ofc! jack in the box is closed? he’ll set an alarm to be the first one there if you want it for breakfast

he wants to show you how much he’s willing to do for you and your future baby

if you want to move furniture around he does it for you

baby proofs the house a few months before the baby comes

not to mention the way he obsesses over your body since you started to show

traces your stretch marks

loves laying in your boobs, giving them small kisses

putting a hand on your tummy

giving your tummy kisses

watching the baby move and tracing small shapes on your belly

even after you give birth he’s doting and loving

he has about three months worth of content to post ready in advance so he can just be with you and the baby

he knows how hard postpartum can be on you and wants to be able to support you as much as he can

he gets up to feed the baby, change the baby, etc.

doesn’t want you to be stressed and is there for you throughout everything

if you need to vent he’ll be there for you

he knows it’s going to be hard especially in the first few years and absolutely insists on you moving in with him (if you haven’t already)

everyone is secretly betting on how long it’ll take the two of you to get back together

[anxious-witch]

top 10 favourite Jance moments, go!

Xnxjxmxnnx love that this is what you decided you needed to know first 😂

*cracks knuckles* let's get to it, shall we?

Number ten because this little dance in Carpe Diem made me notice them the first time. It's sooo cute and they always seem to have fun no matter how many times they have done that.

Number nine, I mentioned this in my gay moments post but mentioning it again. Just, the way Jan grabs both the glass and Nace's hand?? Like he is challenging him to say smth? Love it.

Number eight. When Jan full on opened up his mouth to show Nace what kind of sweet he was eating??? Like good sir?? You are doing a public live??(I love it, please keep on going)

Number seven, the way Jan stares at his lips here?? Then back to his eyes? The kissing motion? Why would you, as a supposedly straight man, look at him that way? Huh? Why?

Number six, what the hell this was, honestly. Erotic face and chest touching while Jan is smirking like he knows something the rest of us don't (how Nace looks in bed)

Number five, Jan kiss8ng Nace's cheek. It's sweet, you can see how flustered Nace got for a second there. Adorable

Number four, we have Jan feeling tired and lying in Nace's lap. And Nace trying to lift his spirits by playing with the teddy bear. Like, my god, these two are so domestic my HEART

Number three, we have this bit from SSOL, about them sharing a bunk. Y'know, like bros do. Totally platonically

At number two, Nace going on his knees for Jan because A sem ti povedal hit him so hard. Truly their song

Anddd at number one is of course the almost kiss. And Jan doing...whatever that was with his tongue. Foreplay? God knows. Either way, made me go absolutely feral

Thank you for the ask and I hope it was educational for your further fandom experience

[goingsunnythousandmerry]

Hiiiii, I'm a new follow who got absolutely smitten with your work!

I saw your last post anddd I just decided to drop by this ask!

So, umm, I really crave this man named Marco I love so much like fr I'm crazy about this guy lmao 💀 anyways can I possibly get a Marco x F!reader idk just some fluff stuff with this man I really think he's super affectionate and smitten with his partner sooo can I get morning with him or something like that? Like reader waking him up for some coffee and then him taking maybe a shower and shaving while maintaining his mini beard (stache is that what its called? Idk) while reader watching him admiring him and then marco notices her and sooo you know the idea! Could be SFW or NSFW you choose the best thing you see coming up eith the plot please!

Hopefully, I didn't make this hard for you but really I love your fics so muchhhh like literally you really share the same way of thinking of the characters personalities and actions as me so I'm loveeeeee!

Anyway call me strawberry!

thank you!

Stay safe out there!

XOXO

Hey Strawberry! Here is my go at your request. Thanks for the suggestion, I had fun writing it! It kind of ties in to my Marco x Reader fluff I posted earlier today, but if you didn't like that or don't want to read that I'll give another short scenario here. It's short and sweet. I'll do a Marco NSFW hopefully in the next couple of days. Plan is to have it fit in with this fic and my earlier posted marco fluff fic. Hope you enjoy! If we want more Marco or someone else, like, comment, request below! Thanks friends!

Warnings: Suggestive, Fluff, SFW, petnames, spoilers for WANO, I do not own these characters

Scene Set up: Either follows my previous post Falling for Marco the Phoenix or You, a former member of the Whitebeard Pirates, decide to go with Marco to Sphinx Island to help protect Pop's home Island. After living on the island awhile, you and Marco confess your feelings for one another. This fic takes place the next morning as you begin to go about your routines as a couple in the same house.

A Morning with Marco

The next morning, you rolled over in bed to find Marco’s side empty. You lifted your head and looked around the room. You noticed the door to the bathroom was closed and it dawned on you that you could hear the sound of the shower running. You smiled as you realized besides the sound of the water, you could also hear Marco humming in the shower. You laughed as you heard him break out in song. You rolled on your back and listened to him for a few minutes, before finally deciding to make some coffee. You crawled out of bed and found Marco’s purple dress shirt still on the floor. You put it on and buttoned the two middle buttons, knowing full well it showed off some of your cleavage and cut open just above your mid-thigh.

You walked to the kitchen and measured out the coffee grounds and poured water into the pot, then hit the power button. You reached into the cabinet and pulled out two mugs. You noticed you heard the water stop running. You still heard the faint sound of Marco humming and singing. You still couldn’t believe yesterday had been real. Marco had feelings for you, he had kissed you, then, well you had last night with Marco… you smiled as you thought back on the details. You were hoping for a reenactment as soon as possible. You heard the bathroom door open and were immediately broken from your daydream. 

You looked at the coffee pot and noticed there was enough for two cups already brewed and quickly poured them. You returned the pot to the stream of brewing coffee and picked up your two coffee filled mugs. You walked back into the bedroom and smiled as you rounded the far side of the bed, which allowed you to see into the opened bathroom door. Marco was shaving his stubble in the mirror, wrapped only in a towel that covered his waist. His tattooed chest still glistened with water droplets as his wet hair lay messily atop his head. You walked to the bathroom doorway and leaned against it, a giant smile plastered on your face.

“I kind of liked the full stubble look.” You said.

“Oh.” Marco asked as he turned his gaze from his reflection, to over his shoulder to look at you. “Well how about half of it?” Marco asked as he set down his razor and came towards you.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and rubbed his half shaved neck against your cheek. You laughed as you held the full coffee mugs away from the two of you in one hand and grabbed his arm with your free hand.

“Marco, I’ll spill the coffee!” You gently yelled.

“Coffee? Is one for me?”

“Of course.” You said with a laugh.

You handed Marco the mug and he brought it closer to his lips, still holding onto your waist with his other hand. You moved your hand to his chest and brought your coffee mug to your face. You hoped the mug covered your blush as you admired the build of the man before you. Marco’s lips parted around the rim of the mug and he smiled at you as he took a sip. As he lowered his mug, he looked down at your body and noticed what you were wearing. 

“Well you win. That shirt looks better on you than me.”

“You think so?” You laughed as you played with the collar of the shirt that hung near your cleavage.

“Mhhmm.” Marco said as he took another sip. “Thanks for the coffee, babe. You make it way better than I do.” He added as he pulled you closer and kissed your forehead. 

You pushed against his chest as he kissed you and laughed.

“That’s because Thatch never taught you guys how to make coffee. Anyways! Finish shaving! It tickles too much!” You cried and Marco laughed in response.

Marco let go of your waist and returned to the sink. He set down his coffee mug and returned to shaving. You stayed leaning against the doorway and watched him as he finished up. Marco returned to humming as he worked. A wide smile rested upon your lips. He stopped in the middle of his razor swipe and looked over his shoulder at you once more.

“What are you smiling about? Is my performance that good?” He asked with a laugh.

“What? Oh yes, it is.”

“Hmmm… well what’s your favorite part?” He urged as his eyes narrowed studying your expression.

“Hmm…” You took another sip of coffee and studied your surroundings trying to pretend to think hard. “The outfit. The towel only. I like the look.”

“Yeah. Is that what has you smiling?” He asked with an eyebrow raise.

Marco gripped the counter tighter as you took another sip of your coffee. You looked at the ground between the two of you, then scanned up his body until your eyes met.

“No.” You said as a devious grin formed on your face. “Knowing what’s underneath has me smiling.” You added with a blush as you raised your coffee mug to cover it. 

You raised your eyebrows and backed out of the doorway.

“Is that so..?” Marco asked curiously.

Marco grinned at you then picked up his razor and finished shaving. You moved to sit on the bed to finish your cup of coffee. After a few minutes Marco exited the bathroom. As he entered the bedroom, still in his towel only, you set your coffee mug down on the table beside you. He jumped on the bed and rolled on top of you, where he slammed his soft lips against yours. Your arms wrapped around his neck as his hands began to roam your body. You stroked Marco’s bottom lip with your tongue. His lips parted allowing you to intertwine your tongue with his. Marco’s hands started undoing the buttons of your shirt as your hands rifled through his hair.

His lips separated from yours. He looked into your (E/C) eyes warmly. He tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. 

“You can make coffee, taste like coffee, and you’re beautiful. How’d I get so lucky?”

“I don’t know, if I had to guess, it was the singing. I hope I get a show like that every morning.” You replied with a laugh as you pressed your lips back against his.

Suddenly, there was a knock at your front door. Your lips separated and the two of you panted as you looked towards the main room where the front door was. He looked at you and sighed.

“Marco!” A voice called. 

“Coming.” He replied. 

Marco climbed off of you and the bed. He quickly grabbed some boxers and a pair of pants from his closet and tossed them on under his towel. He threw the towel back in the bathroom and headed towards the doorway of the bedroom. As he did, you started to get out of bed, but Marco stopped you.

“I’ll be quick I promise.” Marco whispered sweetly.

Marco, kissed your forehead and walked out of the room, cracking the door behind him. As he headed towards the front door, you laid back against the pillows in the bed and decided to wait for him. A smile grew upon your lips as you hoped  every morning going forward would be like this, except without a neighborly interruption. Marco opened the front door and you heard him gasp.

“Cat Viper? What are you doing here?” He asked.

[barksdalesballs]

headcanons abt Donnie b.

PART 1.

word count: ≈670.

TW: s/a, domestic violence, the MENTION of racism & homophobia & LITERAL OPINIONS DON'T BE MAD.

Alright, I want to begin this by discussing the way I personally view Donnie Barksdale. Unlike a lot of people who have seen The Gift, I don’t view Donnie as this great and terrible monster. Some people simply see the racism and abuse and run with it, and while I see that, I also take into consideration that Donnie could have REASONS for behaving that way. Of course, nothing actually justifies racism or abusing your spouse/partner.

This post won’t JUST be headcanons, either, but instead it will be a mix of headcanons and some evidence that I have picked up.

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Starting with evidence that is most believable: I think Donnie Barksdale was molested or sexually groomed as a child, as well as being physically and mentally abused. Why would I believe that? Well, Keanu Reeves himself HAS said those exact words himself. Not only that, but Donnie deliberately cheats on his wife, even though he knows it is “unchristian” and makes him a bad husband, to have sex with another woman. For some victims of S/A, hypersexuality comes from it as a result. Just because he is aware that it could be wrong, doesn’t mean that he will stop. Hypersexuality can override logical thought processes for some. This desire to go out and cheat on Valerie could also be a projection of childhood trauma involving a father figure. There is no telling WHO did it, but it could have been his father on a drunken night, or maybe some of his fathers friends. It could even be his mother for all that we know.

The emotional and physical childhood abuse could come from MANY different aspects. Donnie’s father could have been cheating on his mother and could have hit Donnie to ensure that his lips stay shut, but it could also be something as quiet as his father infiltrating his thoughts with racist thoughts and opinions that he may not have had before. One of the biggest things I think his father engraved into his head is homophobia. BUT, I strongly believe that Donnie is bisexual or queer of some sort.

It may just sound like I am projecting onto him, but if his mind IS filled with those thoughts, why would he be SOOOO insecure about Valerie leaving him? Sometimes, a queer man like that will force himself into a marriage with a woman, happy or not, just to disguise the fact that he is queer. Perhaps he really is so dependent on Val’s loyalty because he is hiding something like that. Also, if his father would have found out about potential queerness as a child, it would give him another reason to hit Donnie. This physical abuse could have left Donnie with a desire to scare “weaker beings” (his wife, Annie, Annie’s kids), because he NEEDS to be seen as a tough, dominant man, not as a queer weakling, like his father would have seen.

On top of probably hitting / S/A’ing Donnie, his father most likely hit his mother, too. Donnie could have been raised in an environment where it was “normal” for a husband to beat wife—after all, sometimes kids don’t know better until they are in their teens.

And lastly, for discussing the reasons as to why I think he behaves this way, I think his fear re-manifests inside of him. I mean, look at the scene where they find the body in his pond. He’s obviously terrified to see her body there, but then a few seconds later he’s yelling and spitting at Annie while he gets dragged away by the police. The one officer, when Annie calls them to her house after Donnie breaks in, quite-literally says that Donnie is “high-strung”. Which…if you don’t know what that means, it means to be nervous and easily upset.

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here's the video of Keanu mentioning Donnie being possibly abused so I don't look crazy:

anddd this isn't everything I want to post, I'll eventually add more head canons about him in the future. for now I wanna focus on his background.

[aizawasbrazybaby]

❥𓂃𓏧Fuck The Girls

𖦹Warnings: Cheater!Ichigo x Fem!Reader, Mentions of bullying, Brief Spit Play, Pet Names (ex. Baby, Honey), Switch!Ichigo, Switch!Reader, Modern College!AU, P in V Sex, Sex Videos are made consensually

𖦹Word Count: 2.4K I regret nothing

🫧: Sorry for the late post🥲I had to start everything over. 🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾

ᐕSummary: In your defense the storm came earlier than expected and your bully’s boyfriend was too hot to not fuck..

You’re an adult. Everything you do has consequences. That means hitting them will get you put behind bars. They aren’t worth the risk. You told yourself to sooth the seething anger. Tears of pure fury ran down your cheeks as your fingers massaged your temples. Coffee stained your white shirt and jeans. The hot drink had seeped through the rips leaving first degree burns on your thighs. You composed yourself enough to walk out the local cafes bathroom with your head held high. Leaving all signs of weakness in the stall.

You walked back to your table attempting to ignore the four sorry excuses of humans behind you, plus the bystander. College is better than high school my fucking ass. Just professors that overwork me and more mean bitches to put up with.

“Why do you always antagonize people?” the man with them asked severely unamused, “go apologize.”

“What? I literally didn’t do anything,” the tall brunette, his girlfriend, smiled to stop a laugh, “you should be saying that to Angie I wouldn’t have spilled my drink if she didn’t bump into me.”

“Not true,” the dark skinned woman grinned, “I just happened to trip over my own two feet.”

The four burst out in laughter.

“Go. Apologize. Now.” He said through gritted teeth.

“For what? We didn’t do it on purpose,” she flipped her long hair over a shoulder.

You closed your MacBook turning it sideways so the coffee could drain before you struck it back in your tote bag. Anger was starting to resurface and the urge to strangle every last one of them swelled. He nearly leapt from his seat, “hey! Wait a minute-” You raised a single finger as you walked out that left him in a stunned silence.

ෆ

“Who messed with the ice queen today?”

“Remember the girl I told you got caught fucking the Dean?”

He hummed.

“Her sister Angie, Lina the short haired girl, the one that’s more like their pet, that bitch Regina and her boyfriend.” You said giving him a quick rundown.

“I don’t understand..just transfer or leave if they keep picking on you why stay?” your best friend who was currently studying across the country said.

A white towel wrapped around your head and a hot pink one on your body, “and let them win? Let them think they got the better of me and be another girl they got to leave? You must’ve forgot who I am, and they got me all the way fucked up if they think they can bully me into leaving. I chose to come here and that’s where I’ll remain for my last two years.”

His head fell back, “prideful ass. It’s only two years transfer your credits and come study with me.”

“You're right,” you removed your head towel, “it’s only two more years..so I’ll finish here.”

You flashed a smile and he rolled his eyes. I applaud you for your efforts but I’m not leaving.

“Stubborn as a mule, I’d expect nothing less. What are you gonna do about your laptop?”

You sighed and squeezed the towel into your wet hair, “well luckily for me I sat at the table that has the security camera pointed directly at it anddd if all goes well they’ll hand over the footage I’ll ask her to replace the Mac and if she says no I’ll take her to court.”

“And if they don’t have it?” he switched out of his shirt and into his work uniform.

“…then I’ll resort to old habits.”

“I thought you left beating people up in the past.”

“Desperate times call for desperate measures…she’ll pay one way or another.”

“Good god,” he exhaled heavily, “text me when you get home so I know you didn’t kill anyone please”

“Eh we’ll see.”

ෆ

The bell atop the door chimed as you stepped in. Few patrons sat sipping and chatting to each other. Made sense being that the place closed in a little under an hour. Aiming for the cashier you asked for the manager and explained the situation. You let out a sigh of relief you didn’t realize you held as he went to the back. That bell chimed again and you glared at the man who entered. Ichigo.

“____? That’s your name right?” Ichigo stood next to you. So casually as if two friends were just meeting up. Your only reply was an eye roll. “I’m sorry for what ‘Gina did, I'll replace your shirt and pants.” He dug in his pocket searching for his wallet, “I’m Ichi-”

“kurosaki I know. We're in the same major class and I don’t want your money or that half ass apology especially if it’s on behalf of her.” malice laced your words.

“I feel bad for what she-”

“If you came here to,” you furrowed your brows, “how the hell did you know I was gonna be here?”

“I’m sorry it seems that camera hasn’t been working for a while. I can check the others if you like.” It was more of a question than a statement.

You faced your classmate, “no need. You can tell your girlfriend she can either replace my property or she’s gonna be in for a painful awakening.” You smirked already out the door before he could speak.

“____,” he trailed behind you like an abandoned puppy, “I’m not your enemy okay. For fucksake ____.” His hands gently grabbed your waist, guiding you to the wall of your apartment building. Arms on either side of your shoulders. Goodness he was a sight to behold. He wasn’t your usual type but with a voice that husky and low many exceptions could be made. Too many.

“Listen to me..please,” he huffed, “I’m sorry my rude clumsy girlfriend damaged your shit. Okay, I really am, and I’ll make her apologize too if it’s the last thing I do but let me replace the laptop.”

“Rude? Clumsy? Your girlfriend..that bitch is a fucking bully. Nothing but a pretty face with a nasty spirit.” you shoved him but he didn’t move, “how could you even be interested in someone like that? Don’t you want better for yourself?” You looked into those amber eyes and your blood all but bubbled. Fierceness and honesty scorched through him. A strong wind whipped across your heated skin and then it came. A loud crack of thunder accompanied with a strike of lightning. Shit. The hurricane. How could you forget about the weather warning.

You grabbed his arm dragging him into your high rise apartment. Better safe than sorry. He looked out the window watching the rain slice in every direction. “Barely made it,” your shoulders dropped. He approached you forcing his credit card in your hand. “I’m not taking your money,” you snarled, eyes falling from his..then lowered to those enchanting lips. A second too long did you let your gaze linger. A second was all he needed to notice. To follow your line of sight.

“Is it something else you..something else I can offer?” Ichigo raised a brow, a mild blush on his cheeks.

You looked his body up and down as spite pricked at your emotions and thoughts of what he looks like under you rippled through your mind. Your face was undoubtedly straight, easily mistaken to be uninterested. He took a step back for every inch you moved forward until his legs hit the couch and he sat, “Regina’s not gonna appreciate this.” You straddled his hips and he welcomed you with open arms and a cock that throbbed between your clothed bodies.

“Regina’s not here,” his hands trailed under your shirt massaging your breast. Ichigo nearly tore your top to shreds trying to remove it. Unclamping your bra in the process. His face settled between your tits before taking a hard nipple in his mouth. Tongue graciously sucking and licking the buds.

“So eager to fuck a woman who isn’t your partner,” your fingers gripped his soft locks as you released a breathless sigh at the sensation.

He pulled back, letting go of your bud with a pop sound, “I am when she brings me to her crib and throws herself at me.” His fingers dug into the sides of your ass grinding your cunt on him. A soft groan left the both of you and you kissed him. Sloppy, lustful and full of so much spite. Slick collected in your panties and partially your pajama pants. Eyes shifted down his body landing on what lay next to him. Fell out his pocket and right into the wrong hands. “Fuck I needa feel that pretty pussy on me” he sucked your bottom lip allowing his teeth to graze over it before releasing. Hands fumbled at the button on his pants. Just as needy, you removed your pajamas, sliding your panties to the side.

Fuck,” he pulled your hips down bottoming out inside of you forcing a mix of a moan and a yelp, “so tight.”

“Not so fucking rough,” your cunt fluttered around him and he stilled. Watching. Impatiently waiting for those words. A sign. His hands slid up your waist rubbing your breast more gently and attentively than any other guy you’ve been with. Something close to infatuation filled his gorgeous features.

“God your so fuckin pretty,” he whispered, “can I move?”

You nod. He lifted you up much slower this time. Carefully as if you were made of glass. Dropping you down on his cock that was already pumping precum. His raw length sent shivers down your body from the size alone. The stutter and hesitation in his hips revealed his fear of hurting you. Breaking you in half on his dick.

“Ichigo,” you demanded, “don’t make me regret bringing you here.” Your pussy clenched as tight as it could around him and his back straightened. Nails making indents in your ass. It took every fucking bone in his body not to lose control and pump into you until his cock was soft again. “Fuck me like you mean it.” You nipped at his cheek.

Confidence had him hitting every golden spot he could down there. Only being affirmed by the sweet noises you made. His favorite fucking sound that he could listen to for hours. Wanted to listen to for hours. You left kisses in a path down his neck glaring at his phone. Matching his rhythm you grinded into his thrust sending his head back, eyes shut. You snaked your hand to his chin and twisted it opposite to yours. Baring the exposed sensitive skin on his throat you risked it.

Snatching his phone you slid your tongue on his soft flesh. Not daring to slow down in the slightest or release your grip. “r’fuckin me so good honey. Feel amazing inside me,” you moan in his ear not removing your eyes. He grunts to pussy whipped to scramble the words together. No lock. You pondered if he was bold or just stupid. You wince at the half finished message on screen.

Bit of a dickhead move to dump a girl over text even if she was a piece of shit human

You open the camera staying in the messages with Regina and move to the video option. Ichigo’s head falls back as you take a handful of his silky hair..and press record. Arm outstretched so she can see that you're riding him and he’s under your complete control. Exaggerated moans fall from your throat and he responds with his own to match

“Fuck. So wet.” Is all he managed bringing a big pale hand down on your ass more than once. Your back arches and your chest presses into his.

“Love this pussy? I fuck better than your bitch don’t I?” You made sure to say loud enough for the mic to pick up.

“Fuck yes,” he mumbles, “wanna put a baby in you.” You drop down and on his cock and still yourself. Releasing a guttural moan.

“Open your mouth and I’ll let you fuck me from the back.” Hand still tangled in his hair, he obeys. You lean over spitting on his tongue and shoved yours in his mouth after it. He tasted as good as he felt. Your orgasm wasn’t too far behind. “Gonna nut in me?”

“Yes,” he chanted, “love this pussy, god I love you.” He didn’t. It was the lust speaking for him. That you couldn’t deny. Point taken, you ended the video and made sure it was delivered alongside the half finished breakup text.

“Ohhh shit,” you both said, for two different reasons. You were unfolding in each other's arms. Yes. But that video. It was too late to see the other contact icons at the top.

A group chat. This asshole was gonna dump her in a group chat. Not that I have any room to talk. His problem to deal with when I kick him out.

The apple logo flashed before the device shut down. You let go of his hair and his thrust became uncontrollable. Smashing every sweet spot he could find until he couldn’t hold back anymore. His cum coated your walls and in the blink of an eye he had you face down. Ass in the air on full display. His thumb rubbed against your hole pushing deeper and he slid two fingers from his other hand in your cunt. Not caring his cum gushed out with every pump. You winced hard as you clawed at the couch. Allowing your release to overcome you. “Good baby get it all out.” His voice an unfamiliar gentle sound.

His cock head patted your core before he relentlessly drilled into you. Mildly painful from the sudden penetration but overwhelming pleasure coursed through you. Waves of overstimulation washed over your body. The coin was flipped. He held the control over you. One of ichigo’s hands held onto the fat in your ass and the other rubbed overbearing circles on your clit. “Kurosaki,” you whined. Eyes in the back of your head.

“What is it baby? Wanna make another video?” He chuckled at the brief halt in your moans. He placed one dirty sneaker on your ebony cushion. Following his second orgasm. Increasing his pace he pummeled your poor pretty pussy until more of his semen was overflowing. He pulled out collapsing on the couch, lifting you in his arms.

“How did you know?” Embarrassment barreled it’s way to your chest and face. Avoiding looking in his direction.

“Peripheral vision is a thing baby.”

Not your baby.

“Are you not mad?” You fingered his necklace.

He shook his head, “I knew it wasn’t gonna last to begin with but…we’re not talking about that. I could have stopped you at any time but honestly I wanna see her react..their reaction just as much as you do.”

You smirked.

Asshole.

[demonicnarwhale]

just like many things I'll start something then toss it aside and we've done this before but here's the protocol: Eel saying she has this file on her computer for a long while now. And she knows she won't get back to this any time soon so here we go

Ok here's some explanation to this whole jazz:

Due to Scratch being like fuchsia blood (because of course) and so the Felt all wear some sort of uniform looking clothes. Tie in to how all wear similar green suits and stuff. And of course their blood colors are placed on them ya know.

(Minus HK posing as an olive as she's a lime, she doesn't have any powers as a lime. Like no ability to shoosh or calm high bloods lol. I just think it's funny and allows for there to be a reason that HK's there. Aka Scratch intimidation, she works as a cleaner so she doesn't have to worry about her getting hurt/blood reveal moment, and she'd rather not get caught by some other trolls or something tee hee)

Here's some silly info: (some stuff has been changed from previous post from some days or month(s) ago)

Heights aren't like up to date as the line up is really just to show their clothes and designs (or lack of)

Matchstick while a burgundy his sign is supposed to also kinda resemble wings. Like it's the most "trust me you gotta squint" sort of shit. But it's cuz I wanna give him a moth (perhaps plus some other animal) sort of lusus cuz hah light. Fire. He extinguishes fire but like haha lusus attracted to the light. and and and and and and and eel is trying her best here

Stitch is the only goldie but it's just funny that not only does he have no psionics to start off with, but also just like his og one eye got fucked up. So even if he did then it's like real weak. Just cuz like eye retina(??) and brain yeah im no surgeon

Sawbucks and Quarters to me are just like the guys who can take a fuck ton of hits? so indigo. yeah. that's all. Like Cans ofc can but I also just think of him more in an offense manner and Quarters takes up the defense

Die gets the cone of shame. fucking loser.

I was entertaining the idea of Clover and HK switching blood colors just cuz I can go "Haha Clover's soooo lucky that he's still alive" yadda yadda. But then, he wouldn't be able to get all weird and freaky with chuckle voodoo stuff. Yeah should he have that access? No :)

I could've made Trace a violet too but I felt like in their sprites, Fin (to me) is much more obvious to being a shark. Like look at that fuckin mug ya know? So i just went with making just Fin a violet.

the idea was to keep it where like there's more lowbloods than highbloods but ya know what. Just realized the only three midbloods I got are fucking Die Crowbar and Snowman. The sequence (ok I'll probably add someone else to the midbloods)

While I could've just made their blood off of like their ball or hat color, I felt like it'd be fun to see what blood color id assign them considering like their attributes or personalities like Itchy to me is an olive as I like to think that olives can be more rowdy or energetic? yeahhh like ofc not all but just for this yes

Also the idea of Itchy being a goldie sounds disastrous

Oh SHIT SAWBUCK IS A TEAL IM CHANGING HIM TO A TEAL OHAGUH

Doze is a burgundy but also like his sign a 2 and and anddd hourglass looking hehehe

Itchy was supposed to look like that dangly bit from the grandfather clock. And the others I gave up trying to implement some time looking reference

I know Snowy's pants are like so obvious cuz hahah spider web haha but BUT I AM SO HAPPY FOR HOW IT LOOKS. LIKE PANTS BUT COULD LOOK LIKE A SKIRT DRESS THING IF STANDING LEGS CLOSED AND AOUGH YEAHHHH

Oh yeah I'll also be adding or trying to come up with their clothes when not in uniform but that's a maybe. Maybe. There's ideas like I got Clover and Fin's but the others? yeah good luck.

Also I just really like ponchos or like the coat duster thingy yeahhhh

Also also PS. if there's like any questions please feel free to ask just cuz there's some other things I wanna talk about but it's either for characters not here or I am blanking

[itsgirlcraft]

Hehe helllooo yall :3 back with an AU for Stevetember day 21: drive! My RealityElan AU, inspired by someone else's comment on a Steve Saga video!

Oh hey I actually did a prompt on the actual day, nice!

This turned out better than I expected tbh. Man, car interiors are hard to draw!

So this AU is where Reality Steve ends up in the real world, but accidentally uses Elan's body as basically a vessel. In the drawing, RealityElan is on the left, and Tewity/Ryan is on the right, driving.

This is the comment I based this off of:

Yeah. So basically, Elan and Sabre are like two separate people (but connected), and when Reality took Sabre's account, they basically fused together in minecraft. Meanwhile, Reality had glitched out so bad while trying to return to the server, that he accidentally hit "quit game" and woke up in Elan's body.

He had his regular voice and eyes (Reality's, I mean), and then Ryan/Tewity showed up and Sabre had to explain to Reality who he was, and to bring him over to the computer. Anddd basically Tewity has to babysit Reality and teach him how to human while Sabre tries to troubleshoot from within Minecraft.

Over time, Reality's natural form starts showing up physically more. Amongst the things Reality experienced, was a road trip that he considered as "field research," so that if/when he finally returns to minecraft, he knows more about humans in general. I think this roadtrip idea is vaguely based on that Reality Steve/voice actors roadtrip post, ngl.

[gloriousburden]

Anon who wrote the soulmate snippet here — SORRY I TOOK A BIT TO GET TO YOU. BUT THANK YOU FOR THE KIND WORDS!! I'M GLAD YOU LIKED IT. I was smiling the whole time I read your answer lol. Got me pumped up. I'm also very picky with how Loki is written and his dialogue is an important part I always take in consideration. Well, in general, it's with all Asgardians, but he's always a little more complex. SO I'M REALLY GLAD YOU LIKE IT!!

I don't have a blog atm since most of the things I've wrote are unfinished 💯 If I do post them I'll tell you then (no need for shares or anything though really) Also I listened to Neon Moon and 😭😭😭 IT FITS SO MUCH. That hit the spot. Added it in my playlist, gives large amount of fuel. Thanks for your kind words again. I love you too 😭😭❤️

In the meantime... I wanna hear your thoughts on some stuff!! Disclaimer, none of it backed up by canon, so ... Just having fun thinking and brainstorming, lol. Sorry if it's all so messy by the way.

I keep thinking of. Little parallels while living w the bby!! (spoiler I divulged in other things) Like maybe in summer he's more. Susceptible to everything. The heat gets to him and while I'm sure he could do something about it with his magic (he's a master sorcerer afterall,, how I wish we had scenes with him showing off), he's still grumpy. Everything is so warm but him. Oof. Idk how deep I could go with this because he's still a God and a Frost Giant he's incredibly resistant and resilient but. Yeah I think the heat can get to him.

Anddd in winter he's normal and all, def feels better, and your warmth isn't so dreadful to him any more. It's balanced and can. Calm him maybe (ur getting frozen) :))) Idnedidjwi I want to hug Hi :)))) (btw I read that post with the FNAF balloon boy soynd I wasw cryicn)

And about him being rather chilly to the touch. I don't think Asgardians are that cool, so ... wouldn't that distinguish him from them quickly? Nobody is ever going to be that cold, so he's just. The only one that way. And he might've despised it even before he found out about being a Jötunn. Maybe he tried masking it as he got more familiar with magic, and he refrained himself from touching anyone. Maybe they've pointed that out so many times that he grew conscious of it. Perhaps he slowly began changing his ways as some of his partners mentioned it too as a simple comment, but of course, it was anything but simple to him. And the more he restrained himself, the more he missed the lingering caresses and the slight warmth they offered. And now he grew a little colder within, too, more reserved. But of course I don't think he's reserved only because of his insecurities, but also because he's got outstanding intellect and he reads people easily, so obviously he's more guarded and doesn't let anyone know his motives (which well that is also shown in the movies) — and he's a prince and a God, not someone anyone can talk to everyday.

Buuut to "balance" out those insecurities I vision him being more confident in his looks, shifting between sexes and being very comfortable with that aspect, boosting himself a bit. Like, external worth, he believes he's great and holds himself up too, he's royalty — while in terms of inner worth he's... a mess. Do you see the vision pt 2,,

If I have more I'll get to you 🕺 Sending good vibes your way! And of course, if you have any theories yourself, do tell.

WAIT HI MY BELOVED ANON I was on a break from posting and didn’t see this!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ glad to hear from you again

Yeah your writing for him is really good !! It feels like Loki, and I love that. I sometimes hate reading Loki fics because he starts talking like a modern quirked up little English lad or a like… disgustingly American daddy dom™️ rather than the Shakespearean-esque creature he is and I have to change the dialogue in my mind and I do not have the vocabulary for that… I appreciate your vocabulary and awareness of his complexity 😞❤️

Wait no I always think of that… I live in a disgustingly warm climate and I know he would fucking hate it here. Loki and warmth… I imagine him subconsciously preferring colder/more room temperature water when bathing/showering. He’s taken hot baths before but is like… Is it supposed to burn like that? So he doesn’t do it often. Also he has a low tolerance to spicy food not because he’s sort of White/Scandinavian and not really used to it as it’s not popular in the cuisine he eats but because… Frost Giant… it burns! It’s not his fault 😞

I like to keep in mind the fact that heat SHOULD be one of his weaknesses. Loki is strong and has high endurance, but he’s also a Frost Giant. (You saw what happened to Laufey LOL)

It’s something that he cannot stand and also cannot endure for long. And of course there’s the whole “Thanos tortured Loki with heat and Loki was showing symptoms of heat exhaustion in Avengers” thing. I feel heat is VERY overwhelming for him. He becomes lightheaded and suddenly feels like he has a hundred layers of clothes on that he cannot take off. It’s suffocating. He does not like to sit by the fire he doesn’t have a high tolerance!!

If you want to weaken Loki… heat is your best friend.

@ Loki series writers he would not take hot baths nor would he feel a chill from a nonexistent breeze. I don’t give a fuck if it was just him flirting with Sylvie.

Ok I’ve never said this on here but I have this headcanon that Loki as a child would play pretend with Thor (maybe with some of their friends at the time as well) and Loki was always getting the Frost Giant role because he’s cold to the touch (and also because kids are evil sometimes LOL) 😞😞😞😞😞😞 which annoyed him because Frost Giant = bad!! But then the realization that comes many years later… 😞😞😞😞😞😞

Thor’s obsession with hunting the monsters down and slaying them all… maybe Loki wanted a chance to play the warrior/hero role as well, but NO he was always the Frost Giant!! Foreshadowing… 😛💅🏻

Wait I’ve thought about that too… the partner thing… he reaches out to touch them, and they’re all like “eesh!!” and flinch in surprise at how cold he is against their warmer skin, and Loki’s just like… Oh. Oh okay. And it just makes him feel dangerous even if obviously no one was harmed. Like people can’t melt into his touch because he’s so cold!! And people flinch at him!! And like you said, he becomes more cold and reserved GAHHHHHHHH

People always say he’s cold to the touch, but he doesn’t feel cold himself… and like ew why is everyone else so warm… is he perhaps ill? Then Thor 2011 happens. The realization™️ happens.

I do have a lot of.. thoughts about him touching a partner and his hands being so cold compared to their warm skin (which is especially warm due to the heat of the moment and all the excitement) but.. 😞 TOO SELF INDULGENT IT WILL BE A VERY OBVIOUSLY SELF INSERT FANFIC!!! Loki cold hands… GAHHHHHH

No exactly! So many people forget that Loki isn’t only reserved due to his insecurities, but also because he’s smart af and calculating and just better than everyone else idk… for some reason, those things cannot coexist... It’s either Loki hates himself and he’s super insecure and fragile and is just an innocent baby or it’s Loki is a narcissist and hates everyone around him and he’s a diva (💅🏻) and he’s a hedonistic asshole no in between🤦🏻‍♀️

I SEE THE VISION I HEAR EVERYTHING YOURE SAYING!!! THERES A BALANCE!! I do truly think Loki is self conscious about certain things but he’s also… confident about a lot. I don’t understand why people don’t get that. It’s so obvious. He’s not a narcissist, but he’s also not ENTIRELY self loathing. Like he canonically knows he’s highly intelligent and he uses that to his advantage lol. Everything he’s been “gifted” with, he uses. Even when he found out he was Jotun, which obviously he hated, he used his newfound abilities to his advantage.

AHHH finally someone who gets me LOL THE FNAF BALLOON BOY EXACTLY 😭😭😭😭😭

No because Loki is so Hi

Had to go through my camera roll for this LOL

Anon I love you keep your head held high and don’t forget to tell me if you ever start posting 💯

Forgive me for getting to this so late I did not get a notif and I was chilling for a bit I appreciate you as always! ALSO I READ THE SOULMATE THING ALMOST EVERYDAY 😞 WHENEVER YOU HAVE ANYTHING COME TO MY ASKS!!

[pughedness]

my gf requested for me to post my Hawkeye hewdcanons but for some odd reason it didn’t post so I’m re writing it again!!

MY HAWKEYE HEADCANONS

Kate HCs: very clumsy, loves spinning in the spinning stools, dyslexic, grows old and adopts a bunch of shelter dogs ( sadly we both know that won’t happen ), loves building Lego sets, has an obsession with dinosaurs, very clingy..she will blow up your phone the second she wants any sort of attention, hates having things unorganized, big Taylor swift fan. Will get Clint to kill the spider in her house because she is too scared.

Clint HCs: once mistaken luckys dog food as nestquick chocolate cereal and ate it, avoids drinking, gets easily distracted, addicted to watching instagram reels, enjoys logic puzzles, falls asleep wherever, has a certain side of the bed he likes to sleep on or else he won’t be able to fall asleep, doesn’t look twice before crossing the street and probably almost got hit by a car.

Yelena HCs: terrible at doing just dance but loves it anyways and always forces Kate to do it with her, will open up to you about the red room once she is comfortable and can trust you, doesn’t get jealous but if she was she would threaten them with a kitchen knife, keeps her Mac n cheese with hot sauce in the fridge that has a sticky note that says DO NOT TOUCH, loves kids but keeps her distance from them until they warm up to her, wouldn’t admit it but she enjoys kid cartoons, made imaginary friends due to the red room, likes to mock Kate’s American accent.

Anddd that’s all, they aren’t great but…!! :3

[my-hybrid-moments]

sooo glad you’re writing about spike love that mannn!! ive been obsessed with the idea of like jackass crew or friend reader fluff or nsfw whatever you want!!

finally - spike jonze

a/n: ANON I <3 YOU SM I <3 WRITING FOR SPIKE !!! looooved this idea of a jackass crew reader !! hope you enjoy this as much as i enjoyed writing it !!

i did make this afab!reader as per my last post explaining why so i apologise if that's not what you were looking for!!

please i put more thought into this than i ever do for any important work i have 💀

summary

spike jonze x afab!jackass member!reader - you and spike had always been close ever since you met. but maybe getting a little closer wouldn't hurt...

warnings/notices to consider

smut, fluff, friends to lovers, drunk-ish sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it ‼️‼️), p in v, slow mushy love making for the win <33

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you've known spike for years now. you knew jeff first, and he'd introduced the two of you knowing you'd hit it off. which obviously you did because here you are years later, added to the cast of the most stupid movie you could imagine, all because spike put on those puppy eyes he has and practically begged you to join them officially seeing as you were always there for the show anyway. how could you decline when he's making that face?

anyway. here you are, sitting in the bar next to spike, watching some of your favourite people make absolute fools of themselves on the karaoke (not that they don't make a living out of being stupid, but chris's rendition of 'i wanna know what love is' really was not what any sober person needs - hence why you're drinking). you'd spent the day dressed as what you assumed was supposed to be a sexy sailor of some kind, but being stood next to bunny the lifeguard (who again was currently on the karaoke) obviously wouldn't make you look like the sexy one (cause i mean come on who could EVER compete with that).

"christ, i cannot witness the boys on the karaoke stage when i'm this sober. it might actually take me out for good." you groaned before waving the bartender over and ordering a round of shots.

spike laughed, "it is certainly not for the weak. i'm stealing some of those shots, i dunno if i can handle whichever one of them is going up next."

you both chuckled at that, absolutely in agreement that the guys couldn't sing for shit sober, nevermind drunk. when your shots came, it was almost as if the guys saw it as a cue to start singing again, which obviously meant the shots disappeared quite fast between you. as did the next round, and the one after that and the one after- you get the idea. you drank until you were sloshed enough to endure the crappy karaoke that your dear friends were participating in. let the record reflect that you were always quite an affectionate drunk. spike tends to open up a bit when he's drunk but you? ohhh that is a different level.

"ya know," you started, slurring slightly, "i love you man. i do, no, i do, really. you're like... the best. you're my favourite! don't- don't tell jeff i said that. but you areee, spike, you are and i'll tell you something else too!"

"what?" spike asked, giggling at your slight rambling.

"you're also like... really pretty too." a slight blush washed over your cheeks, not only from the alcohol but also the tiniest part of sobriety you still had which was the only piece of you that realised what you were confessing too in that moment. i mean sure it was true - drunk words are sober thoughts after all - but this wasn't really a sober thought you were planning on telling him to his face, and if you were it wouldn't be in the middle of a bar with the obviously romantic duet of 'total eclipse of the heart' that was currently being performed by bam and ryan. but, nevertheless, you kept speaking and revealing your feelings for him.

"you're like... the sweetest person in the world. i don't get it! and you know, i just really love being with you anddd i kinda wanna kiss you sometimes." well that was a bit of a train wreck wasn't it? its almost as if the writer has no idea how to confess feelings... but that's by the by. you'd actually just told spike you want to kiss him. the tiny bit of sober in you was getting ready to swing for a right hook to your jaw for that embarrassment of a speech you just gave because, and the soberness cannot stress this enough, what the fuck were you thinking.

but on the other hand, that speech seemed to work. he seemed like a deer in headlights at first, just looking straight through to your soul - that terrified you. but then, right as you were about to open your mouth to start talking about something completely different to get the fuck out of this awkward mess you made, spike opened his own mouth first to simply utter a single word.

"finally."

and with that single word, he brought his hands to your face and put his lips to yours in a soft kiss.

it was at this moment that the sober part of you started to take over a little so you'd at least have a semi-clear head when you did this. it wasn't a moment you wanted to forget in the morning. you were obviously shocked at first, but it didn't take long to kiss him back. your arms found their way up his chest and took their place around his neck in the same gentle fashion he was kissing you with. fuck me, this man had soft lips. and by god did he know how to use them.

skipping past the now only slightly drunk fumble back to spike's place (opting for a taxi seeing as you actually wanted to get there alive and opting for his place as it was closer than yours), you were on each other the second you stepped foot in the door, which he promptly had you pinned against. he held your waist gently as you made out with passion, your own hands tangled carefully in his hair. you stayed like that only for a few minutes before you clumsily ditched your jackets and shoes on your way to the bedroom. the two of you fell to the bed in a bit of a tangle, having barely broken the kiss since you entered the house.

though neither of you said it, you were both scared that letting go of the other would wake you up from a cruelly beautiful dream and have you face the reality of being alone in your bed, the feelings that were currently bursting out only then fading away with the illusion of finally.

luckily for you both, this was reality. this was finally. and it was gorgeous. you'd at some point gotten your clothes off, which lay somewhere in the room next to spike's. if you weren't sobering up by the second, you probably wouldn't be so nervous about the whole thing. this was what you've wanted, what you dreamed of. but you felt so vulnerable and just so... there right now. it was terrifying to have him look at you the way he was now. or at least it was before he spoke.

"you're so beautiful." spike said in almost a whisper, and in utmost sincerity. he too was sobering up by the second, and he mentally thanked whatever gods were watching over him for it. he took in every little detail about you that he hadn't seen before. the slightest dusting of freckles on your shoulders, the little scar on your side (the one he heard you had gotten after a fained stunt a few years back), the shiny marks over your hips - he committed them all to memory so he could adore them always.

that was all that was said before he entered you careful and slow, a shared gasp leaving your mouths at the feeling. he went slowly, inch by inch to let you adjust. he peppered soft, loving kisses over your neck, shoulders and chest as you became used to his size. his hands ran over your hips and your thighs gently before coming back up to rest on your waist. and when you told him to move, he was only too happy to oblige.

it was slow, it was deep and it was filled to the brim with passion and devotion. your soft moans were accompanied by his own, your shared pleasure being the only noise in the room and your only care in the world. spike wasn't fucking you tonight - he was making love to you.

"god, you're so perfect..."

"you're so pretty..."

"oh..."

his praise was endless. the man adored you and he needed you to know that now. your own pleads for him to keep going, right there were met immediately. my god he was a pretty sight.

when he felt you tightening around him he knew you were close, but with you closing in around his cock like that his pace couldn't help but stutter just a little. his touch moved from your waist to your hands to hold them, his forehead pressed softly to yours. he'd never forget the way you looked into his eyes in that moment, your hands holding his, the way your legs locked around his waist in a silent okay for him to stay inside you, he wouldn't forget any of it.

"cum with me, spike... please... fuck..." you whined softly.

hearing you like that drove him mad in the best way. the two of you came soon after, sharing moans and whimpers like the sounds were keeping you alive. clearly, they weren't exactly keeping you awake because not long after spike had carefully pulled out, you both fell asleep holding each other tight.

you'd woke up the next morning, thinking that the events of the night before were only a dream... that was until you felt spike's arms tighten around your waist, pulling you closer. you smiled softly, petting his hair gently until he woke up with a soft groan before looking up at you. a little stunned at first, clearly having the same thoughts you did when you first awoke, but quickly returning that pretty smile, agreeing that this was how you wanted to wake up forever.

you actually got him. he's actually yours- finally.

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[yesimwriting]

Regarding the latest Saltburn post, reader gives off Holmes vibes. Like, yeah, somewhat upper-middle in finances, but in influence and power (Mycroft), her family is loaded hahahhaha

i love this!! i think this is a great scenario that lets reader have a relatively 'normal' life,, but still have some 'rich' family/almost nepo baby experiences

like i can see her dad having worked with influential/wealthy people over the years so they have a lot of connections,, but bc reader kind of only has one foot in that world, she doesn't mention it bc it'd feel forced

which can definitely lead to moments like felix noticing a picture of her and someone like paris hilton in her dorm and being like rue when was this

this also fits the way i see reader, which is as someone that's kind of an underdog (especially when compared to felix and his friends/family),, but also has a lot going for her that she doesn't always pick up on,,

not in 'poor me' pick me way,, but in a way that connects back to her being so book smart her emotional/social smartness kind of takes a hit?? if that makes sense 😭 it's subtle,,

(that 'underdog mentality' is the personality trait that is at the core of her conflict/dynamic with oliver btw!! i have so many thoughts on the way they're going to interact from a psychological standpoint anddd it ties back to felix,, but that is for another day)