#any man of choice

[shuugumi]

okay but your nerdy virgin and shy boyfriend in his first time with you (his first blowjob, fucking and pussy eating) the reader already has sexual experience

I need it

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: fave male character x you ! 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩��𝐢𝐬: surprising your nerdy and shy boyfriend with at home date at his home, until things take a little turn that ends up with him losing his virginity to you. 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 2k140wc, lost virginity (m), reader has experience, fem!reader, date night, oral (m&f receiving), unprotected sex (they'll probably have a surprise in a few weeks lol), not proofread, vanilla sex 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: i have no idea why i struggled with writing this but i hope you enjoy it! i foamed at the mouth when i read the ask, so thank u anon for your request! i loved doing this prompt. with that being said, requests are open! gimme some prompts

nerdy boyfriend who isn't the one for grand gestures or crowded places, so for a special date night, you opted for something intimate and close to his heart— a night of games at his cozy apartment.

the sun dipped below the horizon and the air was crisp with the new season slowly making its appearance, you arrived at his front door with a basket filled with snacks and board games in hand.

you knocked gently as your heart flutters with excitement. when the door swung open, there did he stand. his eyes widening behind those thick glass frames as he was quite surprised by your appearance. "hey there!," you greeted him with that usual warm smile that makes him gushy on the inside.

shifting your weight onto your tipy toes you leaned up to place a gentle kiss on his cheek. "i thought we could have a fun game night at your place!"

his face lit up, and his normal shy demeanor gave way to a genuine smile. "that—that sounds perfect," he replied, stepping aside to let you in. the atmosphere was cozy with his living room lights dimmed and a candle that you gifted him for your 6th month anniversary was lit. his bookshelves that were placed around his living room was filled with novels, comic books, and action figures neatly displayed.

his love for all things nerdy was evident, and being the best girlfriend, you couldn't help but admire the passion that radiated from his collection.

settling down on his small two seater plush couch, surrounded by a small pillow and a blanket. the board games were scattered across his coffee table and the tempting array of snacks were within arm's reach. nerdy boyfriend took a seat next you and slowly snaked his arm around your waist as you started to set up one of the games.

chest was his favorite, so you started to set up the board. his strategic mind was impressive and you found yourself drawn to the way his eyes sparkled. you knew deep down that, you wouldn't have a chance at winning but, just playing and seeing your shy boyfriend become to enthusiastic about his movements and tips made your heart flutter.

as the game began, tension between the two grew but not because of the competition but because he kept getting your ponds everytime it was his move.

"baby, you can't do that!" he chuckles, moving one of your pieces back after you moved it in a certain place that was not allowed. "well in my rule book i can!" you pester, stealing one of his chest pieces and waving it in the air.

your shirt lifted just barley exposing your midriff as you waved it in the air, "i got it." you giggled, giving him a cheeky smile and he immediately wrapped his arm around your waist and tired grabbing the piece with his free hand. "can't do that! give it back baby." he says sternly, grabbing a hold of your hand that held his piece in. with the significant difference in strength. winning was never the option and he was able to gain back his piece. starting an all out war on this one chess piece.

climbing on top of his lap and desperately trying to reach his hand that's now waving in the air. you tried to grab the piece but embarrassingly failed when he gained strength to flip you over and pin your hands above your head.

it became. silent. just breathing and the eyes of two lovers starring at each other with ecstasy. shyly you smiled before moving your head foward and planting a soft kiss on his. he was shocked at first, his cheeks becoming red and hot. he kissed you a few more times before you deppend the kiss, sliding your now freed hand onto his cheek.

the kiss was sloppy and messy.

it had been communicated that, he lacked the experience of being intimate with a partner. never had prior experience unlike you. you wrap your legs around his waist and slowly grind yourself on his pelvis, wanting friction as he slightly moans giving you access to slipping your tongue into his mouth and softly biting his bottom lip.

"ow baby that's, that's my lip." he says before planting a kiss on your forehead. "sorry..." you gave him a small smile. "are-are we gonna do it? for real?" his tone is awkward, scared and shy when he asked you and you raised an eyebrow. "only if--if your ready." you reassure him, putting some of his hair behind his ear.

"i want to do it. i am more than ready."

and you find yourself in between his thighs as he sat up on the couch. slowly unbuttoning his pants and bringing out his hardening cock. with a eyeing view up to shy boyfriend who was more than a burgundy color red in the face, he was breathing hard. "tell me if you want me to stop okay?" you say, tracing your fingers over across the tip of his cock that rested just below his belly button.

he was, long. and somewhat thick. nothing that really surprised you. he was somewhat lanky but also buff. a sleeper build if you must. grabbing a hold of his cock and slowly swirled your tongue around the tip of his cock. making sure to trace every dip and vein, licking from top to the base. trailing small kisses back to the tip. reaching the tip, it was only a few seconds of teasing before you closed your lips around the tip.

his hands rested on his thighs as he watched you sink your mouth down onto his length. holding back a whimper from how warm and pleasant your mouth had felt to him and his virgin cock.

"fuckkk." he hissed, letting his legs spread further apart. his mouth agape as a line of drool slipping out of the corner of his mouth as you bobbed your head up and down, tongue giving him extra pleasure to the underside of his head. he could feel your throat contract around his dick as you took him deeper. his toes curling into the carpet floor as he felt the contracting muscles of your throat around him.

"ah fuck! baby, baby you're gonna make me cum." his voice desperate, slightly thrusting his pelvis up into you. putting a hand on his thigh you slowly drew away, and a thick strand of saliva stayed connected to the tip from your lips. practically panting, he was so close to that edge.

running a hand through his hair, there was a sheen of sweat on his forehead. "try hold it for me- kay?" you say, wrapping your hand around the base and giving him a few pumps before your lips reattached to the tip of his dick. he nodded and his hand slowly slide up to the back of your head.

you felt your eyes roll into the back of you head as you could feel your own sexual need get all hot and bothered. hearing him whimper and moaning as you took him deeper. saliva dripping down your chin as your throat closed around his thickness, squeezing him tight and sending him over the edge. suddenly a sensation of something hot and sour was shot to the back of her throat.

she spluttered and gagged, immediately taking his shaft out of your mouth. he was still cumming and a few squirted on your chin. "shit, i came!" he pants, wiping your your chin with the back of your hand catching your breath. "next...next time. tell me when you're gonna cum." you say, coming back up and onto the couch, giving him a peck on his lips. "sorry...i- got distracted. it...felt so good." he says, playing with the ends of your hair. "are you able to continue?" he looks at you confused. "i didn't cum yet. you can't leave me hanging...you know." you say sultry. leaning back onto the arm rest as you unbutton your shorts and removed your shorts but just moving you panties to the side.

"right, i- i need to make sure you feel good too.." he says positioning himself to be above you and slowly stroking himself. "can-can i put it in it?" he says exceedingly as you nod. "slowly okay? go slow."

he struggles at first. not really sure where the hole he was supposed to insert his penis into you. but with the help of you, you helped. grabbing his dick as you slowly pressed his tip against your entrance. "how...how is it so tight?" he says, slowly sinking his tip into your soppy cunt, "spit on it." demanding, he did what you commanded and dropped a big spit ball onto your pussy. "feel so, feel so good baby." he says, slowly moving as bringing himself more into you.

he was thick than you ever had. his tip kissed that gummy spot as you whined, "don't move!" you moan, getting used to a size you've never taken before. grabbing onto his forearm as he haults his movement. "sorry! am i...am i hurting you?"

"n-no, i just need to adjust...you're big."

he laughs, and eventually you tell him he can move. he starts moving slowly, giving light and simple thrusts. your eyebrows furrowed as he started giving more of himself to you. your arm snaking around his neck, bringing him closer to you. head going into the crook of neck, muffling the moans spewing from you.

the pain that once was subsided and he finally got the flow of his thrusts. moans were spewing from both of your mouths. his mind grew hazy as all he was thinking about was how sexy your body was, taking him in so easily and how you were taking his virginity. you held him tighter as he pistoned into you slow but surely, you knew he liked it when he started going faster. it took him a moment to speed up, making sure that you were okay in the process, and your reaction was something he wasn’t expecting. 

loud cries muffled in his neck as he thrusted more roughly. legs wrapping tightly around his waist, keeping him deep. his breath hitched as your walls tightened around him, "fuck baby, i am gonna cum- feel s'good." he mewls, grabbing your leg as he continues. "cum together-cum baby!" you moan, sliding your hand down to circle the bundle of nerves helping you come closer to your end.

“ah~, g’nna cum!!” he moan out in slurs as he feels your thighs tremble, you place soft kisses on his neck as his breath fastens. “come for me pretty boy, m’bout to cum too~” your voice cracked as he desperately chased yours and his release.  

one more thrust up into you and it all came undone. his cock twitched in you as he released his warm cum inside you. walls tightening as you could feel the creamy liquid paint your walls white untangling your legs from around his waist as he slowly pulled himself out of you. 

he admired your flushed, fucked out face. you smiled at your boyfriend who was panting, looking at the mess he created where you two were once connected. mixture of his and your cum squirted out from your puffy and sensitive pussy made a heart beat go straight to his once virgin cock. the slow flow of his cum slowly dripping out of your hole made him squeeze his cock.

"that...that was amazing.." he leans down, planting another kiss on your forehead and helps you sit up onto the couch, "did you enjoy it?" you ask rubbing his arm and he nods, "i did. i-i really did. i can't wait to do it again. we can- we can do it anytime right?" he says quickly, almost like he's asking you to go to one of his favorite comic book shops and you said you were gonna treat and get him anything in the store. (he wouldn't actually want you to spend your own money on him)

"we can do it however much you want, until your stamina runs out."

"i love you, baby."

BONUS:

"it's, it's a lot wetter than i thought it was.." he speaks into your pussy as his tongue slides in between your folds, swirling at your clit then sliding down.

"it's like, it keeps getting wetter and wetter the more i do this..." he adds on, but now sucking on your sensitive clit.

"can-can you add a finger?" you ask, and he slowly slips one of his fingers in. watching your greedy cunt slurp his finger up right in front of his face awakened something in him.

reattaching his mouth to your clit he roughly attacked, fingering your hole and nibbling on your clit.

"cumming! ah baby! gon cummm ah!"

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[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

main take aways from Halloween (1978) rewatch:

michael myers is canonically 21??? this bitch should be at the club

*sees tiddies* ***MURDEROUS RAMPAGE NOISES***

that's it that's the movie

outside of the fact that everyone who has sex is murdered by the narrative, this is a surprisingly chill portrayal of female sexuality? these teen girls are horny and actively enjoying Getting It On with their boytoys. no pushy boyfriends sneaking in through their bedroom windows--these ladies are taking the initiative to sneak out and GET SOME. one of them gets laid and then immediately orders her boyfriend to get her a beer. (yes she gets Slashered soon afterward, but so does the boyfriend so honestly, gender equality.) yes the Final Girl is the only one not having sex, but she's not bullied for that, nor are her friends slut shamed except possibly by being murdered by the narrative

actually the only character who is shown being morally condemned on-screen is michael myers. specifically FOR his violent overreaction to other people's sex lives. (people he is spying on). metaphorically, the villain is American Puritanism sticking its judgy nose into other people's business.

aka Michael Myers Is A Republican

but actually the real villain is the doctor. guy's a judgemental, shaming, pathologizing asshole. and he's been in charge of michael's care since he was SIX YEARS OLD? kid never had a chance. i'd go on a killing spree too

also the parents. where are the parents? it's halloween night and all the teenage girls are home babysitting their younger siblings? come to think of it, michael's first victim was his own older sister, whom he killed while she was babysitting him. teen girls are really shouldering a labour burden here. maybe parentification is the true villain

side note: mike commits his first murder wearing a clown costume...which is never referenced again? his 'iconic' costume is a generic mask and wig and jumpsuit, when we coulda had a Killer Clown Michael Myers??? travesty

i like how the Final Girl and her friend casually smoke weed in her car. yeah she's an honor student and her friend is the sheriff's daughter. yeah they smoke weed. so what it's 1978

(to reiterate, mike is 21 and should be at the club. im not saying he shouldn't be rampaging, im saying it's sad that he broke out, tasted freedom for the first time in his life, and immediately snuck back into his childhood home to go rampaging. let's have a remake where he goes to a nightclub and has a few beers. maybe some slutty dancing. then rampage)

oh no he's hot

[inkskinned]

hey btw if you're in the USA at  2:20 p.m. ET on Wednesday, Oct. 4, they're testing the emergency broadcast system. your phone is probably going to make a really loud noise, even if it's on silent. there's a backup date on the 11th if they need to postpone it.

if you're not in a safe situation and have an extra phone, you should turn that phone completely off beforehand.

additionally, if you're like me, and are easily startled; i recommend treating it like a party. have a countdown or something. be surrounded by your loved ones. take the actions you personally need to take to make yourself safe.

i have already seen mockery towards any person who feels nervous about this. for the record, it completely, completely valid to have "emergency broadcast sounds" be an anxiety trigger. do not let other people make fun of you for that. emergency sounds are legitimately engineered to make us take action; those of us with high levels of anxiety and/or neurodivergence are already pre-disposed to have a Bad Time. sometimes it is best to acknowledge that the situation will be triggering for some, and to prepare for that; rather than just saying "well that's stupid, it's just a test."

"loud scary sound time" isn't like, my favorite thing, but we can at least try to prevent some additional anxiety by preparing for it. maybe get yourself a cake? noise cancelling headphones? the new hozier album? whatever helps. love u, hope you're okay. we are gonna ride it out together.

[aethersea]

I do think Blazing Saddles handled its one depiction of native americans very poorly, and the full extent of its representation of chinese workers on the railroad is they were literally just there. not even one single speaking line. unclear if this is worse or better than the redface.

it's fucking phenomenal at lampooning antiblack racism though. extremely blatant, extremely funny satire, which is constantly and loudly saying "racism is the philosophy of the terminally stupid at best and morally depraved at worst, and we should all be pointing and laughing at them 24/7"

plus the main character is a heroic black man who has to navigate a whole lot of bullshit but is constantly smirking at the extraordinarily stupid racists and inviting the audience into the joke. the one heroic white character is a guy who was suicidally depressed until he met the protagonist and they just instantly became buds, and he's firmly in a supporting role the whole time and happy to be there. the protagonist saves the day with the help of his black friends from the railroad, and uses the position of power he was given to uplift not only those friends, but all the railroad workers of other minorities too, in an explicit show of solidarity.

anyone saying "Blazing Saddles is racist" had better be talking about its treatment of non-black minorities. it had better not be such superficial takes as "oh but they say the n-word all the time" or "they have nazis and the kkk in there!" because goddamn if that's the full extent of your critique I very seriously suggest you read up on media analysis. there is too much going over your head, you need to learn to recognize satire.

[stealingyourbones]

Never will I stop with the steadfast notion that folks in the DPXDC fandom should interact with at least some form of canon DC media.

There are comics, tv shows, radio dramas both old and new, podcasts, movies, magazines, so much shit that intentionally avoiding the media is simply preventing yourself from spawning new ideas and gaining a new appreciation for a fandom that you’re already in.

The Superman Radio Show has episodes 11 minutes long. A lot of the TV shows don’t have episodes that surpass 30 minutes and most are nearly fully clipped on the official DC YouTube channel. The amount of fan made motion comics is astounding. The amount of fanmade animations is equally as incredible.

[seefasterdraws]

better call ice king or whatever the fuck

[yesmaddyposts]

gonna post a million more of these cuz they are so fun

Ryan Gosling Character Alignment Chart (1/?)

[mendelsohnben]

Jack Robinson Perching™ 

[mccoyquialisms]

am I the only one who feels like the crowd that’s always crying “ooo this piece of media addresses [this heavy topic] without a character explicitly calling it out as bad so therefore it’s ENDORSING it and bad media!” is the same crowd who wouldn’t shut up about “the curtains are just blue 🤪”? Like sorry you slept through English class and are incapable of recognizing subtext or unreliable narration while the rest of us learned how to read

[snailtaco]

You’d think I woulda drawn the grumpy bunny much earlier with my favoritism toward angry expressions, huh? I’m also surprised.

[m-aximumjoy]

the fact that Yoru was in control for this entire chapter but seeing Denji’s head and realizing that he’s Chainsaw Man forced Asa back into control. she can’t get away from this, she can’t dissociate, she can’t let someone else control her body—this is an inescapable reality that she has to face as herself. i am writhing and decomposing as we speak

[regenderate]

my least favorite thing some people in doctor who fandom do is try and argue that, because of spin-off non-tv media released years after a character's last appearance, a particular trait is immutable canon and you're a bad person if you say otherwise. eu writers are doing just as much after-the-fact interpretation as the rest of us and the only difference is they're getting paid for it.

[paranormaljones]

thinking about how Endeavour, which has always been a tragedy and was always going to be a tragedy, left us at the end not with a tragedy of uncontrollable circumstance, but the tragedy of making the right choice.

Morse lived. Joan lived. the event that tore Morse away from those he loved most was not a death, beyond a death to himself. at the end he was forced to reckon with a reality that had been brought about in part by his own choices and by circumstances outside of his control; the reality that the woman he loves and has loved so desperately will now forever be beyond his reach.

and at the end of it all, the tragedy (beauty) was that he chose it.

[kdramamilfs]

You already have the gun. Why don't you just kill him yourself? - But I want you to be my gun, Mary.

[trashcanwithsprinkles]

debate

(topic: how many and what configuration of kids do they give off vibes of having (either at present or in the future)(partner is irrelevant in most cases, some could be single parents for all i care))

[lady-quen]

Hello Guild Wars 2 community! A new poll has dropped! 🐦‍⬛

(At least, hopefully new, lol.) I'm curious, which blessing did your Commander get on their first/canon go through the Raven Sanctum in the story mission "The Invitation?" Choose and tell me in the tags why they made their specific decisions :)

Compiled explanations from the wiki below for ease of access:

The trial choices in order:

Save the wounded man or save the healers

Save the spell tome or save the historical record

Save the queen or save the prince

Blessings:

Blessing of Daybreak

"When the fear of beastly claws and a child's pain is made sharp by the knowledge of elders, we make no mistakes. But do we grow?"

Healers -> historical record -> prince

Grace of Dawn

"When wisdom is favored in all things—a healing hand, a text of old, a beloved queen—we lose the sharpened sword of the truly bold."

Healers -> historical record -> queen

Consecration of Morning

"We seek to destroy monsters with sharp claws and icy breath, but do we protect ourselves from the beasts shaped like us, who prey on the young and vulnerable, who seek to rule us?"

Healers -> spell tome -> prince

Invocation of Midday

"When we flee from the things we fear most - the teeth of beasts, the storm of a dragon, a change of power-we risk running backward."

Healers -> spell tome -> queen

Supplication of Midday

"We favor the skill of healers and the wisdom of elders over the uncertainty of the future. But the young take chances, and the young push us forward."

Wounded man -> spell tome -> prince

Consecration of Evening

"We long for the comfort of a healing touch, an ancestral word of wisdom, a leader we know and trust. But comfort is fleeting, and with it comes inertia."

Wounded man -> historical record -> queen

Grace of Dusk

"We sacrifice so much—safety from the claws of death, knowledge of the ages, a steadfast reign—to propel ourselves forward. But if we move too fast, do we risk the inability to stop?"

Wounded man -> spell tome -> prince

Blessing of Twilight

"We try so hard to do the right thing. We heal, we protect our people, we preserve stability. But we cannot control how the winds of fate may shift, and a tight grip can sometimes hurt more than it helps."

Wounded man -> spell tome -> queen