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looking at the 13 era books and audios like do we have to do everything our fucking selves around here
#at the same time. yes let me do everything my fucking self bc if they let real writers do it theyll get it wrong#they dont get them like we get them#but at the same time also. 3 books 6 years ago#helloooo#i want more 'sorry abt his outfit :/' dan yaz shenanigans pleaaaaseeeeeeee#we've got at least 10 months of yaz and 13 solo and at least 6 months of them with dan#all of which was Extremely Tense Times in super interesting and different ways#like come ON#big finish!!!!!!!!!!!!!#LET ME WRITE#i can do it i learnt audio drama from wolf 359 the only guys who ever did it right (hyperbole)#i can Use the Medium (probably)#and i have 3 years of experience of writing In Love And Fighting Instead Of Talking About It thasmin i can do ittttttttttttt#give me a couple of boxsets no idont have a cv i have a lot of Thoughts tho and thats enough im sure thats enough#i dont think mandip and jodie are hard to convince to record a couple of boxsets for us come onnnnn#let!!! me!!! write!!!!!!!! it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Mars/mars pc astro observations bc yes
jjk
*birth chart + tropical
Iâve noticed you can spend more time with people who have the same sign mars as you or you can feel more comfortable, daah.
mars trine saturn are so fucking loyal to what theyâre archiving, they take their time, they could be fucked up on following other things but when they have something in mind, theyâll do it.
scorpio mars could be synonym of transformation, sadly this people could have had a special person in their life who was going through a rough time and they were by their side, scorpio mars not knowing what to do with all that amount of energy, feeling guilty and desperate. they could have been used to an anxious environment.
aquarius mars stop being so concerned and furious when you donât understand others behavior, not everything is logic. I get it, youâre aware of how people act and how things work but that doesnât mean you have to act like that to feel accepted -donât take this seriously-. also, you look cute when youâre feeling yourselfđđ
6H mars ik itâs daily for you, being mad and everyone noticing but you, or youâre not mad and everyone thinks you are? donât get mad if I donât left something you let me in the same way you gave it to me!! -exaggeratedly-. Donât get mad if weâre not as organized as you!! donât put your energy on those things, being mad on little details
mars at 5°, 17° or 29° (leo degree) STOP WITH THE PRIDEFUL ATTITUDE, you canât even apologize wisely
mars at 9° or 21° (sagittarius degree) YOU CANâT TAKE THINGS SERIOUSLY when theyâre confronting your unserious attitude or EVER. you look like a little kid trying to scape, STOP. âYou thought..â, then look at the consequences. too chill for my patience. -thinking of someone while typing-
3H mars why do they have to have the same taste in music as you so youâll immediately find them attractive? or them having the same interests as you -same favorite movie, series, etc-. also they could be dorks đ¤âď¸
mars opposition jupiter makes people who have this aspect feeling theyâre stuck on their process of their goal/dream, they could feel theyâre constantly in the process and not identifying their progress or the positive aspects. they could feel really insecure/have a low self stem, comparing themselves with others. they could be seem as too idealistic.
when youâre mad with libra mars they can have a âI did nothing incorrect/wrongâ attitude, they could even ask âwhen did I did that? Prove itâ, like you remember every detail like them đ
8H mars are MOODY, they have to do what they want and often base their decisions on how they feel. they donât force things, they do how they feel. when they were children, they could have been seen as aggressive or unstoppable? unpredictable
sun square mars screams issues with your dad or the opinion of your dad and how he does things has/have had a lot of impact on your life and identity, way of proceeding. impulsive and gets excited like a kid when you give them a candy, oh but when you take it awayâŚRUN.
as a mars at 10° or 22° (capricorn degree), yes I feel the need to be in charge -boss around-, Iâm learning to not want/understand I donât have to be in control every fucking time đ In every aspect. ďżź
Iâm still thinking virgo mars is the most resentful of all of them. theyâll do ANYTHING to protect their loved ones, they do everything they can to try to understand them, theyâre so DEDICATED. itâs an honor to be one of their few special persons.
mars at 3°, 15° or 27° (gemini degree) LOVES, NEEDS to receive affirmations about how good theyâre, in bed. a âI love your assâ will be a motivation to do more thingsâŚagain, if itâs not in bed, they need to know how theyâre doing things, they need communication to feel secure or that theyâre doing it good.
mars persona chart*
gemini 5H in mars persona chart indicates is fucking hilarious/fun for you to tease people. how, when and what you talk, you do it on purpose, to see how far someone patience can last or to analyze their reactions. in every aspect. you can have a way with words that helps you to initiate things easily in bed.
cancer 6H in mars pc can mean you have to feel you like the sport youâre about to do to actually have motivation and be constant with it. for example, I started going to gym bc a friend was practically asking every day if I could be her gym partner, I didnât want to and when I finally went was bc principally she was gonna be there, I emphasize with her and had to do something for my mental health -everyone was mentioning I had to-, not bc I like to do sport? Or going to the gym? I like how Iâm feeling?đ idk how to explain it.
aries venus in mars pc yes we know people who are horny makes you horny. you love how focused are on their life and how much they think on what they can do next, that theyâre not wasting their time. it makes you wet đ that they get mad over little things and that theyâre direct and a little idiots to process things.
taurus mercury in mars pc are so possessive, they want to know if youâre about to come and to affirm it, to tell them they made you feel so good to then choke you. they want proves on how good theyâre doing it and how they can be better.
cancer mars in mars pc can be turned on whatever has to do with a mother figure đ or whatâs seen as feminine? But more on a mother way. for example, if someone is taking care of them unconditionally and has this cancer aspect -big boobs, round face, innocent eyes- theyâll imagine being taken care in another way later
mars-uranus aspects in mars pc is attracted/turned on to people who are rejected by society, someone who is seemed as rebel or does change. not necessarily they have to be part of a social movement but since little details. for example, whatâs rejected by conservative people, piercings đ an unique way of standing for themselves, etc.
neptune 1H in mars pc: you feel yourself with the unexpected. you even get horny?đ your personality could be even unexpected.
⥠Based on personal experience and what Iâve analyzed in my surroundings.
⥠English is not my first language.
⥠Iâm not a profesional astrologer.
Thank youu. baibaiiiđŤŁđŤśđźđ
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hi!! iâm literally so obsessed with your work iâve been scrolling your profile all day đđ i was wondering if you could write something about jason x fem!reader getting married? mostly fluff but ill never say no to some good smut
a/n: "iâm literally so obsessed with your work iâve been scrolling your profile all day" WHAT DO YOU MEANNNNNNNN STOP UR GONNA MAKE ME CRY THIS IS EVERYTHING TO ME HELLO??? like wdym u like my work so much u spend so much time on my blog i love u gimme kiss
anyway this prompt is *chefs kiss* bc we all know Big Bad Jason Todd⢠is such a loverboy softie but most of all he loves hard.
I think that before he met you he never thought that he would be so enamoured with someone who also feels the same way about him at the same time, that also wants to marry him??? He thinks he's too flawed and violent and abrasive for someone to even like being around him. So marrying him??? haha you're funny.
But after YEARS (yes, it takes him years of a committed relationship with you to fully trust that you actually like being with him for an extended period of time, let alone forever) of handling his emotions, outbursts and injuries with grace while still giving him a whack at the back of his head when he's being stupid, he considers marrying you.
Remember, Jason Todd is fucking scared himself, and he doesn't want to scare you off with a ring that literally promises forever with him. Though he loves you, he wants you to be happy in the end. Will you be happy with him in the end?
It takes a lot of mental and emotional strength to overcome these fears that swirl around his head.
When he does get over it though, he's so attentive yet sneaky when picking your ring. There's a luxury jewellery store on the way to your favourite clothing store at the mall, and he literally takes you to the whole mall just to pass by the store. He always looks to see what your eyes catch, what you like and don't like. Doesn't matter if he ends up spending hundreds since you're at the mall so much, he'll do it just to make sure he gets exactly what you want.
Jason also uses his extensive detective training to find out what cut and stone you want on the ring. He's ok with diamonds, but would want something more unique and personal for his love. He wants something that always reflects you, no matter the occasion.
Side note: once the ring comes he would definitely put together a photo album of pics he took of the ring in plain sight while you're completely oblivious just for shits and giggles
Finally, when it's time to pop the question, he doesn't do flashy and big productions with lights and letters and petals and stuff.
He would be dancing in the kitchen with you on a lazy Saturday, eating pancakes and bacon and when the song ends just casually asks "if I were to ask you, would you marry me?" Now he looks collected as he lovingly smiles down at you but is actually shitting himself until you say that you would in fact marry him if he asked. Then he reaches into his back pocket and pulls out the most perfect, detailed, gorgeous ring you could ever ask for while properly asking you to marry him. Cue the waterworks (from both of you) and the celebratory make-out sesh.
Y'all definitely fucking the night of the proposal though
I feel like it would be realllllly possessive since yk you literally belong to him now
"tell me who this pussy belongs to, pretty girl" Knowing full well you can't answer because your eyes have already rolled back mid-stroke and you're babbling incoherently. It does, however, put a smug ass smirk on his face.
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a/n pt2 bc i can't shut up: i hope u like it!!! i wasn't in the mood to write anything smutty but idk im in my soft era for jason i just want his stoic self to love me :(((((
#jason todd#jason todd x reader#red hood#jason peter todd#jason todd x you#jason todd smut#red hood x reader#dcu#jason todd comfort#dc red hood#the red hood#red hood imagine#red hood smut#red hood x you#under the red hood#batfam#arkham knight x reader#arkham knight#robin jason todd#dc jason todd#jason todd fanfiction#jason todd fic#jason todd fluff#jason todd imagine#jason todd x black!reader#jason todd headcanon
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an iron man | preview I
pairing: choi beomgyu x you
summary: beomgyu has only ever known how to live function as a rental sexbot. he fucks whoever and whatever comes his way with a forced smile plastered on his face. that is, until you, a self-proclaimed trainwreck, come along.
genre: angst, romance, smut in full fic (mdni), android!au, sub!gyu probably
notes: the moral of the story is... do not trust a fucking thing i say when i'm in a depressive episode bc why'd i just say i wasn't gonna post anything for a while and now i'm so excited ab this i can't wait to drop it? let's give it up for bipolar disorder everyone!!
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beomgyu doesnât know how long heâs been living like this. living is an odd term, too, and itâs not just because âlifeâ is ill-defined for an android, but because to call what he experiences a life feels like a bastardization of the term. his power is turned on at some point, usually late at night, he fucks or gets fucked by somebody he probably doesnât know, then he does the same shit all over again. so yes, he may be âaliveâ, but he wouldn't dare to call what he experiences living. living is too precious of a term to be used so cheaply on a sex android whoâs made available for rent for the highest bidder of the night.
heâs seen how people live through his scattered vignettes of human life. he only gets them when heâs powered on, but he soaks them up with pleasure because theyâre the only thing heâs ever known. some people do it wildly, living unattached to everyone and everything. their lives are not completely dissimilar to his, in a way, except they have a choice in the matter. they have time to find themselves, what their likes and dislikes are, and they get to connect with people in a way he will never have the power to. others, though, live the kind of life he really wants. they live by loving and being loved, knowing and being known. he wonders what itâd be like to know somebody outside of whatever secret deviant sexual pleasures they have. he wonders what itâs like to be known, too, but he guesses you would need to have something for someone to care enough to know about in the first place. he has no such thing.
itâs a night like any other when heâs powered on by a total stranger. he briefly takes in his surroundings and notices that itâs a really nice place, but you wouldnât be the first rich person to rent him â not by a longshot. next, he takes you in. now, thereâs no reason for you to dress up, really. you have no need to tempt him, as he will be able to feign attraction no matter what you look like, but he still finds it odd that you seem to have forgone any effort to appeal to him, if only because most peopleâs fantasies require them to look and feel sexy; but you donât look sexy at all. you look like youâve just gotten home from a long day at work, and honestly? you kind of smell like it, too.
âdo you think you could do the dishes for me? iâm exhausted,â you ask with a perfectly-timed yawn. what...?
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Captain John MacTavish x His wife x Sergeant Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish
I dont know how it would happen but i'm imagining sweet little Johnny âSoapâ Mactavish meeting Captain MacTavish and his wife. I guess this is me rewriting what happened bc Im made weâll probably never see Neil as his boy again.Â
Masterlist is pinned on profile as always, donât forget to leave me a comment or a request in my inbox to let me know what yall want to see!
Smut smut smut under the cut for my lovely mutual @shotmrmiller of my John and his wife meet sweet little Johnny au thing.
Also @glitterypirateduck this one is for you and #soapitup
âBhean,â he whispers loudly, following it with squirrel noises, motioning for her to follow. She walks out of the recreational room. He nuzzled bis face into her neck, letting her know he was nervous about what he was going to say. âI'm getting serious deja vu.â
âTalk to me, Goose.â A shameless quote of their favorite date night movie from when they dated made his nervous face crack a smile.
âI have this crazy memory,â he mumbled into her neck, she always worried heâd hurt himself craning it down like that so often.
âWhat about, donât leave me on cliff hangers, Mr. MacTavish.â
âDo you remember our first time together?â
âSkiing or fucking? Because I remember both very well.â He chuckled at her bringing up his failed skiing attempts from a vacation they went on.
âMaking love, Bonnie.â He hummed, âwould you believe me if I told ya itâs because I had done it before?â
âConsidering baby you told me heâd call me mommy? Yes. Yes, I would.â She hummed. âYou also found my clit really fast which makes that really reasonable in retrospect.â
âWhat if, like my future self taught me at that stage, we teach him how to make love to you so he can charm you with the monster.â It came out more as a question, making his nerves hammer against his chest. He was more than sure he beloved wife would say yes, but he didnât want to risk making her uncomfortable or saying it wrong.Â
âHe does really want to impress me,â she mumbled. âFine. But thereâs ground rules.â
âOf course, Mo chridhe, anything.â
âJust the tip, you know how I am about hygiene. I donât fully try young you to keep everything clean. He swears to secrecy and if I ever think for a second he mentions this im ending his blood line. And you stay with us. You are my husband after all, not the boy.â The Captain nodded with every word. Heâd make sure. He knew the Sergeant would want no harm to come to his future wife, and the Captain didnât need a scorched relationship.
âThank you, Mo leannan, itâs what helped me keep up hope I could lock you down when I met you when I was his age.â
âSo it was a memory and more than deja vu?â She asked with a raised brow.
The Captain just simply nodded, planting a kiss on her temple, âyouâd tell me if you wanted to back out right? If it made you uncomfortable?â
âJohn.â She was serious, she never called him just âJohnâ. âI expect the same from you. And youâd know Iâd never keep that from you.â
She reached up to his face and gently rubbed it. He melted just a little bit into her touch. âI assume you donât plan to do this on base?â
âNo, but thatâs the hard part.â âIâll handle it, go tell the mini you,â she said softly, planting a kiss before walking away.
The Captain sighed and let his shoulders relax, he knew he was so lucky to have her. The sergeant was about to be the lucky one though.
He made his way down the hall and stole his past self from a conversation with Gaz. âMy wife and I have decided to give you an opportunity to learn more about her.â He said in a low deep voice. âI will be teaching you about her body so you can please her but there are ground rules she set and a few of my own.â Once he covered his wifeâs, he got on to his own, âdo not bite her, dig your nails into her, or ignore me if I tell you to do something. No coming inside either and donât try anything.â Sergeant Soap nodded along, âIâm not sure youâre actually listening, sergeant.â The Captain growled. Soapâs eyes went wide, âCaptain me, sir, I prayed last night for an opportunity to feel her skin, honestly I was just expecting to be allowed to shake her hand.â The younger Soap grumbled, âbelieve me, Iâm all ears.â âAnd none of that âI have a latex allergy so I canât wear condomsâ crap. I know we donât have that allergy. You will be wearing one.â âYouâre so noâ fun,â Soap mumbled. âFine.â
The Captain didnât entirely know how he felt about the kid creaming his wife. Sure, it was him, but it was a younger, rowdier, dumber him and not his same body. Getting married meant he was the only one allowed to cream pie his wife, and yes, it is a version of him, it wouldnât be the same as him doing it. Even if his wife is on birth control and enjoys them, he knows heâd get jealous, way too jealous. Besides itâs his job anyway, he signed a paper to be able to do it, and this kid version gets to just randomly do it.
âSo when do I get to show mo bhean how a younger body is better to make love with?â Sergeant asked, patting his older self on the back. This made the Captain flip until the voice of an angel spoke up.
âYa mean when you meet yer own damn wife. Ya wee-â the Captainâs rage was cut off. âTomorrow night. Iâll be there ahead of schedule to prepare, my husband will drive you.â She said, walking past the two with effortless grace and a sway of her hips. She flicked a piece of hair back over her shoulder.Â
The next 24 hours were full of different forms of tension for younger Soap. He was eager, so eager, almost too eager in the Captainâs eye. The Captainâs raging jealousy made him almost want to shut down the whole thing.Â
When he loaded the sergeant and himself into the old truck he sighed. âRemember the rules?â âOf course.â
âCanât believe you still own this truck.â âSheâs carried me through a lot.â âWhen you meet YOUR wife, sheâll appreciate it. Square bodies are her favorites.â
The rest of the drive was small talk. The sergeant saw a notification appear on the Captainâs phone and snatched it up, since the captain was driving. He back read the short conversation from this morning between the Captain and his wife, who had been the notification. âMo chridhe you better not warm yourself up on that clarty vibratorâ
âYou expect him to be able to get me warmed up enough?â
âIts a teaching experience, mo leannanâ
âI donât want to make him wait too long, I remember how impatient you were <3â
âDoes she think ima div?â Soap looked at the Captain and asked. âReading my personal texts? Real professional, ya eejit.â
âDoes she think I canât make her feel good? Or make her feel like sheâs on Eccie?â
âNo, she just doesnât want you to wait too long. She does this. I bought it for her first time I left on a long mission, now she uses it to take away the fun part of getting her warmed up.â
âSo she thinks I'm a fandan.â
âDinnae fash yersel.â The Captain sighed, âweâre here and the least ya can do is make her feel good as a thank you.â
When he dragged his younger self into the hotel room, it finally set in that he was going to be cucked. By a younger him. Fucking his wife.
He knocked on the door twice and it kind of felt like his wedding night all over again. There she stood in a silk robe, eyes only on him with a gentle and soft smile. It's a smile she only gave when she was nervous, he gave a similar smile back to let her know he felt the same. It was subtle, but he reminded him this was indeed his beautiful wife.
âGo strip in the bathroom and sit down in the chair when youâre done, we need to talk.â The Captain said sharply.Â
âAye aye Captain,â the sergeant mumbled, walking into the bathroom.Â
The Captainâs hands immediately found his way to his wifeâs hips.Â
âAre you nervous?â He asked, holding her close with his mouth near her ear between kisses he placed in her hair.
âOf course,â she said softly into his chest.
âDo you need to back out? We can leave and forget all about this if you need.â
âDo you need me to want to back out?â She asked soft, turning her head to look up into his eyes.
âNo, I donât think so, mo bonnie lass.â He said, planting a kiss on her forehead. âGive me a safeword to give him and a safeword for emergencies.â
âTwo levels of safe words?âÂ
âJust in case I donât hear the first one, heâs kinda loud.â She giggled and placed a kiss on his neck.
âBubbles for him and Soap for emergencies.â
âMy old callsign?â
âI never call you anyway,â she said softly, wrapping her arms around his neck.
âCan I undress you and keep that privilege to myself?â All he needed was the little nod she gave before he moved to untie the robe.Â
The lace blue bra she had been taunting him with with the matching panties drove him crazy. She ran her hands up and around his chest as his opened the clasp with one motion and undid the hooks holding the straps over her shoulders so she didn't have to remove her hands from his torso.
He sunk down lower as he planted sloppy kisses down her body and removed her underwear. Lovely pacing a kiss at her lower lips before trailing bite marks backup as the Sergeant exited the bathroom.
âI thought you said I couldnât bite!â He accused as he watched the Captain leave a hickey on his wifeâs chest.
âYOU canât, I can.â This made the younger Soap look offended. The Captain smirked at the Sergeantâs face. âMy wife, remember. Not yours.â
His wife just ran her fingers through his slightly grown out mohawk, a means to sooth him.Â
Captain MacTavish moved to his wifeâs ear and whispered softly, âmay I told yer hand through this, mo ghraidh?â
âGu sĂŹorraidh is gu brĂ th,â she said back, pointing to the tattoo on her collarbone. When Soap heard it he almost fainted.
âShe knows the language?â Sergeant Johnny asked.
The Captain hummed, pulling his mouth away from the dark hickey he was leaving on her neck, âlearned a little bit for me.â
The Captain gave his younger self a once over before landing a sarcastic remark as his eyes landed on the bush, âglad to know you havenât started shaving yet.â
âYou trim?â
âOccasionally,â the Captain pulled his waistband down a bit, nuzzling into his wife, âI wax for special occasions. Yer lucky I found one who doesnât care.â
The Captain locked his fingers with his wifeâs, gently herding her to the bed. He laid her down gently and got her into a good position, shoving a few of the lousy pillows under her waist to offer a better angle.
âHow are you?â He asked softly, rubbing his thumb over the back of her hand. âReady as I can be,â she said with a soft giggle, as he bent down to plant a kiss on her lips.
âSergeant, come here.â The Captain commanded, pointing at the foot of the bed, his wife couldnât help the laugh that escaped her as she dropped her hand over her face. The Captain moved his wifeâs knees apart with his free hand, the other still lovingly holding herâs. Johnny got on his own knees as John commanded him as he spread his wifeâs pussy lips apart with his fingers. âYa see that?â
âYes.â
âYes, sir,â John corrected Johnny. He basically gave his younger self a tour of his wifeâs softest pieces. Telling Johnny her favorite things that he does and what she reacts best to. Johnny was so enthralled with her body he could move his eyes anywhere else. Especially when John put his fingers inside and curled them suddenly making her gasp so Johnny knew how far in her g spot was. The way her body jolted and softly raised as the gasp left her lips was his new favorite thing. He was so jealous he didnât have her yet. That she wasnât his wife yet, that he didnât have the liberty to mark her body yet. âGet to work,â the Captain said, patting Johnny. He didnât need to say it twice because Johnny went right in.
The wife brought her free hand down to her mouth to hold in the gasps and moans as Johnny ate so eagerly. John was usually slow and sensual, to the messy and a vehement eating that was happening at her core was a much different sensation. John gently pulled her hand away.
âCheckin in with ya, are ya doing good?â he asked his lovely wife. Her eyes couldnât focus, her mouth gaping and shutting.Â
She gave a nod and a hum as her body started to clench as Johnny inserted fingers between her legs and curled, making her body lurch towards the sky and gasp. The Captain gently placed kisses on her face, her velvety cries just make Johnny want to do it again. âSheâs even prettier from this view,â Johnny mumbled, spreading her apart with his fingers.
âShe donnae like condoms but imma make ye wear one anyway,â Captain Mactavish told his younger self before placing a kiss to the forehead of his flushed wife, still coming down from her orgasm as her husband ran his fingers through her hair as her breathing slowed with her closed eyes. John threw the condom at Johnny, who quickly rolled it on before standing up. âDonnae force it in, go in slow.â
Johnny positioned himself, putting one of the lovely wifeâs ankles to his shoulder before giving it a soft kiss. He didnât dare pull her down the bed like he would have normally done, he walked on his knees to meet her. Hands sliding down her legs to lift her ass, one he saw as so perfect.
He slowly slid it in as John kissed his wifeâs face, holding her hand. She was more than used to Johnâs dick by now, but she was far from used to Johnnyâs pacing. So much energy and stamina, not to say John didnât have it but John was definitely more about making love than he was about fucking or just having sex.
Once she started to grind her hips, Johnnyâs face lit up and he immediately started a toe curly, back arching pace. His tip bullied her g spot, making her mouth fall open but no sound falling from her lips.
John cooed at her as Johnny bullied her soft parts, not caring about his own pleasure, solely the pleasure of this goddess in front of him. Once he was sure he had found the spot, Johnny folded her a bit more to hit it a bit deeper, making sure everything was dragging against her.
The only thing that left her were whines, she felt her melted brain might just spill out her ears as the white, staticy heat built up.Â
A nice ring built up around Johnnyâs cock as he began to roll his hips. Her pulsating cunt milked him so much he felt an almost numbness in his fingers as all he could do was hold her and roll his hips as she let out a broken moan and came. Her husbandâs voice echoing around her head with praises and loving words.
It was down right impossible for Soap to not come from her body's pulsations so he did. He wished it hadnât been into a condom but he was grateful he just got the chance.
John gave him a look and Johnny took it knowingly, going to get a warm and damp towel. He handed it to John who began to clean his wife up, nodding to Johnny to let him know he could leave.Â
Johnny didnât know it was so John could reclaim his wife with some slow sensual sex and lots of love bites.
John, unlike Johnny, was going to come inside. Johnny looked at the photo he had taken of himself with the wife of Captain John from the night prior, "I'm going to marry you. Yer the one I've been looking for."
#cod x reader#call of duty#john soap mctavish x reader#john soap mactavish#captain mactavish#soapitup
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exposing you based on your fav will wood/wwatt song (my longest post)
A lot of these have nothing to do with the song. They're basically headcannons lmao. My Blake Jennings is showing
No instrumental chnt except Rhumba sorry
i started this in June enjoy
EIAL
6up 5oh copout: its low hanging fruit to say you hate cops, and I'm taking it. You hate cops.
Skeleton Appreciation whatever the fuck: Covid RUINED you
Front Street: you like Heathers
Aikido!: how's that obsessiveness and inability to let go going?
White Knuckle Jerk: you also like nu metal for the same reason. (Its incredibly horny)
Cover This Song: same as Aikido but only with your exes omg do not text them they are assholes
Thermodynamic Lawyer: PLEASE take time to calm down when you get overstimulated I promise if you don't do anything abt it you will have such a terrible mental breakdown
Red Moon: YOU LISTEN TO MALE MANIPULATOR MUSIC STOP TRYING TO HIDE IT YOU CANT BE IN THE RADIOHEAD CLOSET FOREVER
Lysergide daydream: I honestly do not like this song at all so you get a pass (don't kill me)
The First Step: you're usually quiet but you know how to SCREAM.
Jimmy Mushroom: you're usually quiet but- I'm just kidding. You're always quiet
Chemical Overreaction: you're usually quiet but if- I'm just kidding. You are never quiet
Everything is a lot/dte: insomnia. I dont know why,but insomnia
Self-ish
self/ish: closet theatre kid
2012: fast talker to a not comprehendible level
Cotard Solution: turn off the v-sauce it is 2 am
Mr. Capgras: turn off the đ˝ it is 2 am
The Song With Five Names: you have incredible taste. You can't describe that taste, but hey, its incredible
Hand me my shovel: you were the only talented kid in your elementary music class
Dr. Sunshine is Dead: you love the smell of cigarettes
TNA
Suburbia overture: BPD BPD BPD BPD BPD BPD BPD BPD BPD BPD
222: your English teacher loves you (you're so goddamn gay)
Laplace's Angel: your English teacher hates you. How do I know? Because you can't pronounce anything (its la-plass-es not la-place-is)
i/me/myself: you have to beat off the fake fan allegations with a stick everyday
Wbtta: hey queen. How are those hyperfixations going
Outliars and hyppocrates: you spell the title wrong every. damn. time.
bbw: same as 2012 but holy shit triple it.
Marsha, thankk you: dyslexia and ADHD
Love, me normally: I get it. I'm not even gonna expose you. You already have it bad enough
Momento Mori: you are just SO quirky! (knives whisper things to you when you hold them)
Icimi
Tomcat Disposables: you'd shove photos of your pets in your friends faces even if they were dangling off a bridge
Becoming the last names: you either have wonderful parents in a happy relationship or your parents have been divorced for years and you will never relate to this song
Cicada Days: stop using self deprecating humor around the wrong people PLEASE
Euthanasia: this song is a masterpiece I have nothing to say about you.
Falling Up: WONDERFUL TASTE. AMAZING CHOICE. NO RECOLLECTION OF YOUR CHILDHOOD.
That's enough: you love Alex g you just don't know it yet
Um its kind of a lot: you either already love Scott pilgrim or it will happen. Its a canon event
Half decade hangover: omg twinn!! I have an addictive personality, too!
(I feel like this is a good time to say don't take these too seriously)
You liked this: ...what?
The main character: you can't relate to the song, you hate yourself
Sdrr: IF I SEE ONE MORE PERSON TAKING THIS SONG SUPER SERIOUSLY IM GONNA LOSE MY SHIT YDHZJABXV
Bfb: ur just a silly lil guy
Willard!: you're a therian. There is no human explanation to this.
white noise: you love pink floyd you just don't know it yet
Atkf: HOW TF DID I FORGET THIS ONE anyways you get bad habits (nail biting, staying up too late. Etc)
CHNT
Yes to err: you are still waiting for chnt season 2 BC you want to see what happens with Adam
Your body, my temple: I have a strong feeling you have a tummy ache right now
Venetian Blind Man: you love nobody sexually you just don't know it yet (this is a very ace choice idk why)
Rhumba of Death: you LOVE Halloween
When Somebody Needs You: Tyler the Creator is probably your favorite rapper
Live
Trww
Self/ish: You can't sleep if your room has the SLIGHTEST amount of light in it
10-4 6-up: unlike the original, you don't just hate cops, you hate anybody who can tell you what to do (your teachers are probably just trying to do their job. please)
Cotards Solution: you can't sleep without background noise
Dr Sunshine Lives!: You never get sick physically (mentally on the other hand...)
Where do you get off: omg the horniest of the horny. Gerard Way on stage levels of horny. Nine Inch Nails levels of horny. (Or you really like Umbrella Academy idk why)
Aikido: you can't relate to it. You hate everybody
Take a break grab some water this is getting long
Thermodynamic Lawyer: you have gotten kicked out of restaurants because of how loud you are
Front Street: WE GET IT. IT'S BETTER THAN THE ORIGINAL.
Wasting away again: I am so sorry holy shit
Hand me my (x), I'm (y): you suck at algebra
The First Step: you wish you could do the AUGHHHHHHHH
2012: severe social anxiety
Mr capgras: literally the opposite of 2012 (live)
Chemical Overreaction: you know so many random fun facts
Fibrodysplasia: I'm not even gonna talk about your mental issues because I will be banned from this app (which is pretty much impossible)
Icid
Cicada Days: you also get a pass fuck I'm so sorry
The main character okay you ACTUALLY can relate to it
Icimi: OMG I LOVE YOU
atkf: you cry every day even if you aren't sad
Becoming the last names: please don't become a Disney adult
Vampire ref: LISTEN TO MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE I KNOW YOU'VE BEEN PUTTING IT OFF AND IK YOU LOVE HOT VAMPIRE MUSIC
Half decade hangover: oh my god talk to somebody it'll be okay I'm so sorry
Tsw5n: you love the way he says "what the fuck"
Euthanasia: once again, ANOTHER PASS. IM SO SORRY I HOPE YOU'RE OKAY
Jimmy Mushrooms: You. Me. Marriage. Now.
Laplaces Angel: you listen to LitWTC
i/me/myself: you were trying to separate yourself from the normal i/me/myself fans
The first step: idk why but you REALLY like lemonade
skeleton appreciation day: you can NOT play any instrument
tomcat disposables: you love concept albums
White noise: unlike cotards, you need to sleep in SILENCE
Love me normally: arctic monkeys. that's all I have to say. idk what about them but, yeah
misanthrapologist: GAY QUEER LGBT HOMOSEXUAL FRUITY ZESTY ROMANTICALLY ATTRACTED TO PEOPLE OF THE SAME GENDER
Falling up: wonderful taste once again please don't become a Disney adult
thats enough let's get you home: you say "YIPPIE!!" a lot
And if I did: god made you shy because he knew if you weren't you would be unstoppable
#If this flops istg#wee woo#wwattw#wwatt#music#will wood#will wood and the tapeworms#william woodiam#the normal album#will wood reference#will wood music#self ish#everything is a lot#icimi
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đŞťugh your drabble about sore reader reminded of this one hc I think of so much that itâs embarrassing. Imagine gojo getting on sorcerer!readerâs nerves to the point that she and utahime almost have an anti-gojo hate club, and one time while bantering with him she jokes about his size or how heâs so self centred he probably canât even make a woman cum.
Satoru only says âwanna see what Iâm all about?â and safe to say she gets dicked down like thereâs no tomorrow. Throughout the night he also makes fun of her for being all talk in the beginning but cumming so easily, makes her beg for it, will never let her live it down. Next day Utahimeâs real pissed she lost her clubâs vice chairperson.
My kitty isnât even purring atp sheâs meowing loud and crystal clear. Satoru whoâs smug and a big tease in bed is so unbelievably sexy to me
a/n: discussions of incompetent dick game LMAO, oral f! receiving, fingering, p -> v sex, unprotected sex, creampies, multiple rounds
OHHHH MY GOD YOURE SO RIGHT ACTUALLY HYACINTH ANON sorry i took so long to get to this sobs. yes yesyes id like to think sorcerer was with them before but left the scene like nanami and never truly kept in touch with the students at tokyo high. id also like to think this happens before the actual series starts (ages 24 - 25) bc gojo might still be honing his technique and theres still that playful banter at that age. god and they have a school reunion and he does some annoying crap dude.... utahime is DEFINITELY debriefing with you after that whole thing. shes by your side the whole night recalling on the stupid shit gojo did as a hs kid, when he collapsed that mansion without putting up the veil. you had to calm her down LMFAO
but at the reunion there was alcohol and you both get hiiiiigh and all things get 18+ almost immediately, talking about how gojo def cant find the clit and he fingers women wrongly and cant make any use of his dick thats probs small đđđ which is like ... you also have an inkling that he might not be that small because he is .... 2 metres tall but ya never know with how cocky gojo is. and that inkling is gone instantly when u hear him talk cause his voice is so ANNOYING and dripping with cockiness. he also has that certain lilt in his voice that you realise he uses only with you, overly teasing and silky smooth and u hate how you notice that
gojo is fucked up as well, u know he doesnt hold his liqour well but hes sober enough to ask âwanna see what im all about?â and you especially hate how you look around to see where hime is at and when u just catch a glimpse of her heading into the bathroom, youre nodding slowly and you do nooooot know what youre getting urself into !
needless to say, gojo is already getting u so hot and bothered just from a simple kiss. he warped you two back to your apartment (bc he rather die than get found out by megs and tsumiki), which he has been to before !!!!! gods even the tension back then was so palpable but gojo was in a vulnerable place with geto and everything and didnt want to do anything that would hurt his heart more. you two make out for A WHILLLEEEE and if ure wondering if hes alr so good at kissing, what else is he good at ....?
youre proven wrong time and time again when gojo goes striaght for your clit, rubbing slow circles and he has u begging for more, more something just mere rubs. gojo has the gall to lick a stripe up your soaked panties and sucks a little at your clit and god he is LOVING the way all your previous insults about him fall short of your lips and doesnt have the same punch: âstill doesnt prove your dickâs b-bigââ gojo lips your panties to the side and eats you out. he eats. you. out. to prove a point but also he falls in love with your pussy, slobbering all over it and shit. âdidnt tell my your pussy was so good, baby.â âcat got your tongue? do i live up to your standards?â
you realise hes cocky for a reason and that his tongue game is fucking insane. the same goes for his fingers, locking eyes when he first inserts his digits in and your moan is like heaven to gojo bc he likes nothing more than to prove people wrong. and this is the best way to do it !!!! âcum on my tongue, sweetness.â oh YOU DO !!! YOU DOOOOOO
and then you think gojos done with making his statement. nah. youre so fucked out just from oral and hes smirking down at you, bringing your hands to his crotch.
âwhat?â
âwanâ you to open my pants yourself.â
âso itâs small?â
gojo scoffs with a smile, he already finds himself addicted to you and your taste. âno. just curious to see your surprised face.â
it gets him off every time (even after dating. and cmon dont tell me you WONT be his gf or at least his fwb after this?) you react like that, mouth open and eyes never leaving his exposed cock that he could probably slam it inside.
wee woo and once he starts to fuck you ooohhhhhhggggghhh eveyrthing you say is INCOHERENT. you try to string words together, insults and name calling here and there but itâs always interrupted by moans and whines. âyouâre soâ mmhfuckâ insanely annoâ satoru!â its words and words but none of them make sense. youre drunk on his cock. he fucks you in every position imaginable and the first time he wants to pull out bc he isnt an asshole, you're trapping him between your legs and begging him to cum inside, inside, inside WOOOOWWW HE GOES INSANE.
âiâm on the pill, s-satoru! wanâ your cum inside, please, pleaseââ
âyouâre driving me fucking câcrazy. i will, i will.â
anyway yeah you guys go multiple rounds and youre rendered speechless at every turn, surprised at yourself that even when youre spent youre sinking down on his cock and riding him yourself right after you both came. everythings sticky and gross and gojos still sensitive but hes hooked on your pussy and lets you do whatever <33
the next morning u wake up caged in his arms and hes saying something annoying again. âwanna make this a regular thing?â and you attempt to reject him, pushing him away and getting up from your bed but youre sore everrywherreeee and he swoops in just as youre about to fall. âdick too good, huh?â you roll your eyes and just let yourself be pampered by him. you spend that next day just making out and being close to each other and u wonder what to tell utahime LMFOAAOAOA
you end up getting a few missed calls after gojo had sent a selfie of you both, blanket covering your naked bodies after doing the obvious and he just chucks ur phone to the side and continues to kiss you LMAOAOAOAO. oh sigh thats such a nice scenario maybe ill write it properly one day
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(this is user sourkimchi pls donât perceive me on main lmao)
i saw another user post this abt this hongjoong fit and itâs been living in my head rent freeâŚ
as a fellow asian rave bisexual.. i need a fic for this concept đŤŁ
(not so) alcohol-free
PAIRING kim hongjoong x f!reader
WORD COUNT 3.46k
GENRES fluff?ďšsmut
WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, mature language, clubbing scene, reader feels self conscious, mentions of alcohol, strangers to lovers?, ummmmm hardly any plot tbh half of the wc is porn, couch sex, little bit of foreplay (vaginal fingering), some marking here and there i think, cowgirl position, missionary, protected sex, allusions to multiple rounds of unprotected sex, not betaâd or proofread bc we rawdog this shit like men
SUMMARY notorious for canceling plans at the last minute, you finally let your friends drag you out for a night at the club. however, a chance encounter with the prettiest man youâve ever seen has the night turning to something unexpected.
MORE AAAAAAND i finally finished my first request LOLLLLL here u go yves!! i kinda strayed away from the main idea bc i wanted to make it my own, but i hope this meets ur expectations <3
@atzhouse
You had a natural affinity for canceling plans at the last minute. Youâre not sure why, especially because you always get an awful case of FOMO every time you do. Itâs your own fault that you feel left out when your friends get together without you.
No matter how far in advance you plan for the event, you somehow still find a way to lose your motivation to go. You havenât properly hung out with your friend group in months, so when they start talking about clubbing tonight, you immediately say yes.Â
At first, you think youâll change your mind an hour later, since itâs only an afternoonâs notice. But when you realize your friends will be here to pick you up in thirty minutes and youâre finishing your makeup, you nearly jump for joy. You successfully stuck it out for once.Â
Even as youâre sandwiched between Wooyoung and Mingi in the backseat, San in the driversâ seat and his girlfriend in the passenger, youâre still shocked that this is your reality. Youâre actually dolled up and youâre actually on your way to a club right now.Â
âY/N, do you remember the signal if someone hits on me?â
âWooyoung, no oneâs hitting on you.â
âShut the fuck up, Mingi. It could happen.â
You snort, pulling your skirt down a little. âWoo, we should come up with a signal for if I get hit on.â
âYeah, Y/Nâs more likely to get laid than you are even though sheâs bitchless, too.â Mingi nods, adjusting his sunglasses. (You have no idea why heâs wearing sunglasses at 10 PM.)
âKill yourââ
âWeâre here!â San announces, effectively putting a pin in any argument that was about to begin. As long as your friendship with the males spanned, heâs always been the mediator. Youâve known the three of them dating all the way back to high school, lumped in the same homeroom your freshman year. The four of you sat in the same general vicinity and got grouped together for a project once and youâve been inseparable ever since.Â
You know you look hot, Wooyoung wolf-whistling at you the moment you started walking towards the car, but you still feel a bit insecure. It probably has everything to do with the fact that you donât go out much and youâre self-conscious as is. Stepping into the crowded club, a scene that could only be compared to a sardine can, has you shrinking in on yourself.Â
Instinctively, you tug on the hem of your skirt to attempt to cover your ass a little more. Then you wrap your arms around your midriff, though your cleavage leaves pretty much nothing to the imagination. You swallow thickly as your trail behind your friends, like a lost puppy with its tail between its legs.Â
This is why you always back out of plans. You feel so out of place, like you donât fit in even when people try to include you. It feels like everyoneâs staring at you, waiting for one wrong move so they can point and laugh like you were the butt of some sort of weird joke. Youâre ready to go home.Â
âAre you okay?â Mingi asks once youâve settled at an empty high table just a few feet from the dance floor. Through his stupid sunglasses, you can make out the concern on his features.Â
âYeah, I think so,â your lips purse, arms hugging yourself tighter. âI just havenât been out in so long. I feel⌠like I shouldnât be here or something. Iâll be fine. I hope.â
He raises an eyebrow at you, but doesnât ask any more questions, instead turning to San and his girlfriend who were about to make a trip to the bar. Your poison for the night is simple, a plain margarita thatâll ease your nerves more than anything else. You werenât much of a beer person, often opting for fruitier, sweeter drinks in comparison to your male counterparts. (When you do go out with them, that is.)
Wooyoung and Mingi fall into a heated discussion about who knows what, leaving you to become a third wheel while you wait for the couple to come back with your drinks. You people-watch to pass the time, chewing on the inside of your lip, your eyes flitting around the club like some kind of guilty criminal. Almost immediately, they land on a guy in the middle of the dance floor.Â
Heâs hypnotizing, body fluidly moving to the song the DJâs playing and matching the energy of his friend standing next to him, two girls in front of and facing them. His dark hair falls into his eyes slightly, though parted and styled damn near perfectly. Heâs dressed in a black tweed jacket, a white button up left open enough to reveal a couple necklaces resting on his sternum, some ripped jeans, and black boots. But none of that is what caught your attention.Â
Youâre entranced by his smile, its brightness and how fucking pretty he looks wearing it. You caught the tail-end of something his friend said that made him laugh, and you feel yourself being pulled in deeper and deeper without a single conversation with him. Too bad he seems unavailable.Â
âWoah, N/N, might wanna wipe your chin,â Wooyoung teases, a stupid smirk on his face that you want to punch away. âI think youâre drooling a little.â
Mingi howls with laughter, falling onto the table to support himself. He clutches at his stomach as it cramps up from how hard heâs laughing. It wasnât even that funny. You roll your eyes.Â
âShut up, Wooyo.âÂ
âWho are you even staring at?â He inquires, resting his elbows on the high top surface, his chin placed on his hands. He blinks at you expectantly, like heâs not letting you off the hook. You avoid his gaze, simultaneously ensuring that you donât look in the attractive strangerâs general direction either. This all felt so elementary.Â
âNone of your business.â You murmur, ducking your head. Thankfully, San and his girlfriend return to the table with your drinks perfectly timed, and the topic is dropped completely.Â
The first sip of your margarita is damn near heavenly, the alcohol flowing through your system smoothly and calming that storm waging in your mind. Itâs not too strong, just enough that another couple drinks would inebriate you entirely. It aids with the anxiety of being in such a packed space, but that feeling of not belonging still sits inside your chest.Â
You canât help but look for the stranger again, whoâs no longer on the dance floor. Now heâs on the other side of the club at another high table. His friend is still with him, but the girls from before are nowhere to be found. You focus on his hands and the chunky rings on his fingers, the way he holds his beer bottle, the way his free hand runs through his hair. Your tongue twirls around the straw in your glass out of habit, enthralled by this man who has yet to give you the time of day.Â
Except when you glance up to admire his face, you discover that heâs already looking back at you. Heâs nodding along to his friendâs words, but his eyes are zeroed in on you, a different kind of smile playing on his lips. Your features fall slightly from being caught red handed, cheeks warming up significantly. You arenât sure whatâs more embarrassing, caught gawking at a stranger by your own friend or by the stranger himself. Truly, the universe was out to get you.Â
You down the rest of your margarita and excuse yourself to go to the restroom, needing a second to gather your bearings. Your skin is flushed and you have to hold your cheeks between your palms as you psych yourself up in the mirror. Why should you feel ashamed of thinking someoneâs hot? You were only human. Besides, you looked good, too.Â
When you exit the restroom, youâre shocked to see the stranger walking out of the menâs restroom at the same time. Your eyes are wide and your body freezes. He gives you that smile from before, ruffling his hair as if this interaction wasnât difficult enough.Â
âI was hoping Iâd bump into you,â he says, unabashedly drinking in your figure. âItâs not everyday someone as gorgeous as you crosses my path.â
So heâs a flirt. Noted.Â
âI could say the same,â you manage to get out, though your palms are already clamming up. âIf fleeting glances across a dance floor count as crossing paths.â
He laughs and you swear itâs the best sound youâve ever heard. A couple girls come into the hallway, and you maneuver so they can go into the womenâs restroom. His hand comes to rest on your lower back when your balance wavers slightly.Â
âIâm Hongjoong, by the way,â he introduces himself since heâs in such close proximity to you now. âCan I buy you a drink?â
âYeah, sure,â you nod, too distracted by how much prettier he is only inches away from you. âIâd like that.â
Hongjoong leads you to the bar, a gentle hand wrapped around your wrist so he doesnât lose you in the crowd. He orders himself a beer and turns to you to ask what youâre having. While waiting for the bartender to whip up your drinks, he strikes up a conversation.Â
âAre you gonna tell me your name?âÂ
You scratch the back of your neck sheepishly. âOh yeah, sorry⌠Itâs Y/N.â
He repeats it, like heâs testing out the taste in his mouth. The smile that graces his features afterwards says all you need to know. It has butterflies flapping around rampantly in the pit of your stomach, nearly knocking the wind out of you. He thanks the bartender seconds later when he slides your margarita and his beer bottle across the bar.Â
âSo, Y/N, what brings you out tonight?â He takes a swig from his bottle, one arm leaning onto the surface of the bar. God, the things you would do to him if given the chanceâŚ
âCatching up with my friends,â you answer honestly, baby-sipping your margarita through the straw. âI donât really go out much, because Iâm really bad when it comes to canceling plans at the last minute.â
âShould I consider myself lucky then?â Hongjoong quirks a brow, licking his lower lip. If men had anything, it was the audacity. And this man had the audacity to do everything in his power to lure you in with his good looks and charisma.Â
âIâll have you know that this is a one of a kind, once in a lifetime opportunity,â you play along, stirring the slowly-melting ice cubes around your glass. âYouâre a very fortunate man.â
âYeah?â He laughs again and you think you might faint right here and now. He looks off to the other side of the club and then back at you. âI think Prince Charming over there is looking for you.â
He points at the table where your friends are, and you find that Wooyoung is glancing around in search of something, or someone. Namely you. Itâs most likely because you went to the restroom and then never returned. Heâll live.Â
âWooyoung? Nah, heâs just being a good friend. I raised him right,â you turn back to him, sipping at your drink leisurely. âNow where were we? Something about you being lucky?â
âHwa, Iâllâ shitâ Iâll have to call you back,â Hongjoong forces out, promptly hanging up so he can focus on putting you in your place. Youâre like a damn leech, lips attached to his neck, marking the supple skin like it was your job. Your hands paw at the button of his jeans, your lower half grinding down on his lap. âSo fucking impatient. Canât even wait until Iâm off the phone?â
âWant you too bad, Joong,â you pout, slowly undoing the buttons of his shirt, his jacket lost somewhere near the front door. He groans when the nickname falls from your mouth. You had no idea how sexy you were.
The two of you were so insatiable, you couldnât even make it to the bedroom, collapsing on his couch. You hardly had the mind to message your friends to let them know your whereabouts. His hands hold your ass firmly, halting you from any further teasing. You whine, pushing his shirt off of his shoulders. Your nails drag down his toned abdomen, enjoying the way it tenses beneath your touch. After all heâs put you through tonight, you think you at least deserve a bit of payback. Just a bit.Â
âAre you too antsy to make it through foreplay?â He coos and presses a quick kiss to your lips, trailing a few along your jawline. Your eyes flutter shut with a hum and a nod. It was true. If he didnât fuck you soon, you feared you might go insane.Â
âI need you inside me already,â you whine, trying to spread your legs and create more friction downstairs. He chuckles at how desperate you are, how touch starved you must be considering you donât get out much. It fuels his pride knowing heâs the only one to see you like this, to have you like this, for the first time in who knows how long. If heâs successful, maybe heâll be the only one ever.Â
Hongjoong bunches your skirt around your waist, sneaking a hand between your bodies to rub tight, gentle circles into your clothed clit. A blissful sigh escapes you, your forehead dropping to his shoulder. The cocky smile youâve grown to adore over the course of the night decorates his lips at how quickly he has you falling apart at his fingertips.Â
His middle and ring digits push your underwear to the side, sliding down your slit to prod at your entrance. He nips at the base of your throat, working his way up to the spot behind your ear. Your sighs grow into whimpers, squirming around on his lap when he applies pressure to your cunt with the pad of his middle finger.Â
âYouâre so wet, sweetheart,â he mutters into your skin, shivers running down your spine from the low register he uses. He circles his digit around your hole, not quite giving you what you need. âYou werenât kidding about how bad you wanted me.â
Youâre about to quip back, but then heâs inserting a finger and rubbing your clit with his thumb. You gasp, biting down on his collarbone to ground yourself. As much as you would love to sit here and let him finger you until sunrise, you have bigger priorities. âMmm, Joong, please⌠Fuck me, pleaseâŚâ
He kisses his teeth, tongue darting out to wet his bottom lip. He supposes he can satiate your hunger, though he really wanted to take his time with you. âDo you think you can be still while I put the condom on?â
You pull back and nod enthusiastically, sitting on your haunches slightly, fingers locked behind his neck. âIâll be so good, I promise. I just need you, like, now.â
All he can do is laugh, and you melt into a puddle in his arms. Youâve concluded that smile of his would quite honestly be the death of you. He removes his fingers from your pussy, instead squeezing your hip before helping you onto the couch cushion beside him. You rest on your knees as he unbuttons his jeans and kicks them off, swiftly grabbing his wallet out of his pocket and plucking a condom from it. In the same breath, heâs taking off his underwear and tugging you back on top of him.Â
He places the foil packet between his teeth so he can quickly aid you in the discarding of your panties. Now that your cunt is bare, you can feel the heat of his cock and itâs so hypnotic. Your eyes can barely stay open as you watch him tear open the condom packet and roll it on. Heâs the perfect thickness and the perfect length, and you feel so special straddling his lap right now.Â
Hongjoong kisses you softly, gripping your waist so he can guide you to sit on his cock. The first breach of your entrance has a shaky exhale leaving your lips against his own. You stay like that for a second so you can adjust to the feel of him inside of you, the fullness in your lower half, and overall just how fucking good it feels. He grins when you slowly start bouncing up and down, his dick thrusting in and out under you.Â
âHow are you doing, sweetheart?â He pecks your cheek, moving downward and reaching behind your back to untie your halter top. It slips off of you with ease, revealing your tits to him.Â
âSo good, Joong⌠Feels so good,â you arch into him, whining and moaning every time he brushes that crook in your cunt that has you seeing stars. He peppers kisses all over your chest and sternum, scraping his teeth along the skin of your breast. You whimper, nails sinking into his back and your toes curling. Youâre completely aware of whatâs going on, but those two margaritas have to be contributing to the pleasure swirling in your abdomen.Â
âYeah? Youâre taking me so fucking well,â His eyebrows knit together when you switch your pace, sitting on him fully and letting his cock fill you for a couple seconds. In reality, your knees were starting to ache and get tired, something he recognizes instantly because he was so attentive.Â
His hand holds the small of your back and he flips you so youâre in missionary on the couch now without skipping a beat. The change in position allows for a change in angle, his dick dragging against your velvety walls deliciously. Your sounds grow in volume, scratching his back when he pushes one of your knees to your chest.Â
You werenât anticipating to end up here at the end of the night, but you donât think you could dare complain. While a majority of this night felt like a fever dream, you feel a high thatâs never taken over you before.Â
Hongjoongâs hair falls into his eyes as he glances down at where your bodies meet, his cock disappearing inside of you and then sliding out with ease. You intertwine your fingers behind his head, pulling him down so you can connect your lips in a fervent, passionate kiss. That familiar summit is within view now, your hand nudging his own to your clit so you can inch closer towards it.Â
His thumb swipes side to side on the sensitive bundle of nerves, never once breaking your kiss. Thereâs so much stimulation going on for you, youâre starting to feel dizzy. In a good way. Heâs gentle in a way thatâs still rough enough to knock the daylights out of you and the juxtaposition makes the moment all the more enjoyable.Â
ââM so close, Joong,â you arch off the sofa in an attempt to be closer to him, to sandwich yourself between him and the couch.Â
His thrusts become faster and more calculated, but he doesnât break the focus on your clit. His efforts come to fruition and he mumbles words of encouragement for you as you finally reach that boiling point. A strangled moan falls from your mouth and you spread your legs to suck him in further.Â
The uncontrollable fluttering of your walls following your climax is almost too much for him and he has to pull out. Your eyes are half lidded, nimble fingers rolling off the condom. He fucks his fist until heâs painting the area between your tits with his cum.
The two of you donât move right away, regaining your composure. He leans down to kiss you sweetly, and then repeats the action all over your face until youâre a giggly mess. This is probably the best sex youâve ever had in your life, and part of you doesnât want to go homeâ whether that be later or tomorrow morning.Â
âDo you have the energy to go again, or should I go grab a warm washcloth to clean you up?â He raises an eyebrow at you, indicating that heâs just joking but heâs totally down if you are. You laugh, running your fingers through his hair.Â
âIf you give me a minute, Iâm all set to do that again,â you start, resting your eyes for a second. âYou donât have to worry about a condom this time. I kinda wanna feel you raw.â
Hongjoong laughs in disbelief, glancing away from you and then letting his forehead fall onto your shoulder. âWhat have I gotten myself intoâŚâ
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tw rape / abuse / suicidal ideation / self harm
can i just fucking say that the "poison" scene was just fucking flawless to me. as a survivor of rape and psychological abuse it was so fucking hard to watch and hit on every note i wanted it to. the suicidal ideation, the self destruction, the pain, the torment, the addiction, the hopelessness, everything.
[this got long LOL big analysis of ep4 basically]
also it's a little funny how easily i called it when the pilot came out that angel was gonna have ptsd and cope with it through hypersexuality . like this was obvious from the start to me and they do telegraph / foreshadow it from the first episode pretty well in my opinion. like ALMOST too much. but at the same time i'm kind of glad. like that's what i like about the show is that it *is* so raw and over the top when it talks about this kind of thing. that's why i like campy edgy uncomfortable shit bc where the fuck else am i gonna hear anyone specifically hit the perfect sweet spot of just exploitative-feeling enough to feel palpably uncomfortable in a way that just like. perfectly conveys this message. in my opinion, obviously.
it's like so crazy to me that i had this exact high expectation for the show and adjusted for edginess and got exactly what i wanted and then some. like. god. they hit every note in succession all at once and then tied it off with a beautiful, nuanced but genuinely well paced and well thought out resolution.
"loser, baby" was so fucking perfect as the counterpoint to "poison" in this episode. also charlie coming in and being purehearted but not knowing what she's doing and making it worse. but angel ultimately understanding that she meant to help and it's not her that's the problem obviously. and then husk is ultimately the one to give a shit about angel (with some encouragement, which like i honestly appreciate that he doesn't take angel's bullshit and isn't just the like Token Black Savior who has no character or agency of his own [of course i'm white so don't take me as the authority on this issue but i'm certainly aware of it]) and like not only try to stop him from self destructing but like relate his experience and make him admit he has a fucking problem. sooooo much of abuse is built on making the victim think they're at fault for what they're going through. the way val makes him look in the mirror and say "yes" outloud to himself over and over while literally holding his head and threatening him was such a good way of driving that home. and then we see angel have so much pride poked at so easily when he's called fake because he's SO aware he's putting on an act. he lets himself be exploited because he thinks it gives him a sense of control. can't be called fake if i'm an actor. can't prove i'm ever real. never have to BE real. never have to admit that anything is wrong and come to terms with it.
and so husk comes right the fuck out and says it. you're a loser. you're washed up. you're a has been. you're self destructive. you hurt everyone around you. ..... and you're not alone. THAT'S the important part. that's the real thing that gets you out of abuse. people. not being alone. like not just KNOWING that THEORETICALLY you're not alone but actually having people show up and help you and put in the work and relate to you and listen to you and let you listen to them. that's why abusers chronically work to isolate people. because it's so much easier to exploit someone who has absolutely no support system. who only answers to them. who has no one to turn to if shit goes sour.
ok also the fucking hypersexual self harm? i have NEVER seen that portrayed so accurately and so explicitly before. i feel like basically every single time i see it talked about at ALL in media it's either 1) portrayed as like sexy or ultimately good 2) strays totally the opposite direction and is talking more about cycle of abuse shit (which yes that's also important but not what i'm after) 3) really just hinted at / i have to like extrapolate it from vague hints or 4) exists in shitty media that is not ultimately trying to tell a story about escaping abuse it's just talking about a tragic waif and trying to make you feel sad. which is just another kind of exploitation really. so it was very refreshing to see it made very clear that angel was going around *trying* to get drugraped (which is NOOOOOT the same as consent. but i'm not going to get into that) because he was trying to hurt himself. he knew it wasn't good for him and he sought it out anyway. he could have wound up dead and he did not care. that's how low his self esteem is. that's how little he thinks of himself. that's how absolutely terminal his suicidal ideation is. i like used the word 'passive' at first but no i would not call that passive he is clearly actively suicidal hsuidguhds (ftr passive suicidal ideation is like. 'i wish i could go to sleep and not wake up.' but not actually acting on it. active is when you start purposely not looking both ways when you cross the street. that's basically what angel was doing)
anyway yeah. ep4 was kind of the peak for me i'm ngl HUIDGHIS obviously i'm very excited to see where things are going in general but especially more huskerdust........ i would like live if they didn't actually end up together but it feels clear to me that they genuinely care about each other and at least angel does seem to have... romantic-leaning feelings for him. would be cool if they had some scene where husk is like just cuz i care about you doesn't mean i'm going to be your magic saviour through love or whatever. bc i feel like it would be so easy for angel to immediately want and/or expect that. i did personally coming out of my abuse where i was absolutely desperate for real actual non-abusive love of any kind but i was NOT remotely healthy enough to truly accept it then even if it had actually been handed to me and i wound up in something that was..... better, yes, but ultimately still toxic and not completely ideal. not abusive, no, just not like. healthy. lol. but i do have good healthy happy love now so i'm glad lol <3 but like anyway this is a common thing with abuse survivors and it would *make sense* to see it but like i wouldn't put it past them to just go straight into "and then angel got better immediately and they got together and everyone lived happily ever after the end" HSDUIGSHUID but like idk man. we'll see LOL
also i did want to comment on like...... the fact that the scene was worked on by someone with a legit rape fetish who was like straight up into angel/val as a ship and thought it was like cool and fun or whatever. like. i really don't think the scene itself came off as glorifying rape or abuse. it's blatantly obvious that it's not good and the emphasis is placed entirely on angel's pain. and like it's. it's not porn. it's evocative. it's explicit. but the purpose of the scene is not "look at this hot sexy sex" it's "look at this horrifying abuse". like yes obviously there are gonna be people who get off on it but people can get off on anything if they try hard enough. porn is art explicitly meant for jacking off. not everything about sex is porn. i think if you interpret it as glorifying sex you're honestly out of your goddamn mind. the song ends with angel talking about how he wants to fucking die because of it. is that glorification to you?? really???
ultimately, *I* think it's good. i think, objectively, the team did an extremely good job. give them an award or something. i swear. where's the oscar. my boy angel needs his oscar LOL
... one last note, because this is tumblr: this is very triggering material. probably it should've had a better warning of some kind. but it is telegraphed/foreshadowed like i said and the show is rated 16+ on amazon (i feel like it should be 18+ imo but it's like. it's repeatedly listed as being for adults/"R rated" in promo material at least) and sex and violence are listed right there at the top of each episode where it shows the rating so like. idk man. that's as much warning as is usually given for this kind of thing ngl. i absolutely am not saying it's not triggering. but it is important to portray triggering things. it is important to talk about these things to give people in these situations someone to relate to and to give them the language to understand how to escape abuse, first of all, and like also art in general *should* be challenging. i think they genuinely said important, unique things and said them well. they did wayyyy better than i thought they would. for real. like esp coming from viv knowing her past like. clearly someone in the room actually knew what they were doing lmao (one of the writers for hazbin also worked on the episodes in helluva that covered similar abuse recovery material so. you know)
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no but seriously
going from one night stand right to bdsm scene with barely any actual kisses or intimacy in between to get used to is WILD
Like maybe it's a fact I'm very ace but having no adjustment period in the meantime would also have me absolutely terrified even without the added 'my lover is a killer' fear so I think we need to cut Kant some slack
That boy is waring with multiple problems at once, trying to balance everything that may cost him his family, freedom AND life so I think we might need to overlook his blatant disregard for his own safety (bison actually tried to have a responsible conversation with him but that dumbass has zero self preservation) and questionable actions to get whatever he needs to get closer to bison
I'm very interested if Kant discovers along the way that he actually is into some of the kinks (p'Jo in todays twt space hinted that yes) and let's himself be freer.
That brings another layer of uncertainty tho bc rn Bison feels really safe and accepted in his kinks while Kant freaks out. What if by the time Kant let's himself truly enjoy newly discovered kink Bison already gets the hint about his betrayal and while Kant is feeling safe and secure Bison will spiral bc 'what do you mean you didn't enjoy it' 'i hurt you for real' and 'I trusted you with the most important thing in my life and you dared to deceive me'
It seems to me like these two are passing each other - but each going to the opposite direction.
Even if it now seems that both strive for the same goal (being boyfriends) while I really do think Bison is falling rapidly in love Kant doesn't allow himself a thing like that yet.
And by the time Kant gets there, Bison will know Kant is a traitor.
Either way it's incredibly frustrating and also delicious to watch Kant digging a hole underneath his own fucking legs.
#hats down to first and khaotung here#MASTERS OF ACTING#Bisons eagerness? excitement over getting to do THIS with someone he's falling in love with? being hornily vulnerable?#being unable to contain himself?#maaaan#like that was so hot#and Kant trying to be the one in control even tho we all know (even Bison!) that he's not at all pulling the ropes (hehehhe)#the apprehension and uncertainty changing into fear in his eyes when he realises what he actually got himself into?#trying to look happy and excited even when Kant's terrified FIRSTS ACTING#FIRST THE MASTER OF EXPRESSIONS AND KHAO THE CALCULATING YET OPEN EAGERNESS#THE SUBTLE ACTING I CAN'T#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA#THEY ATE THEY FUCKING ATE#no but tbh I was tiniest bit uncomfortable in the last scene but that's given considering the circumstances#but I applaud Bison for openly trying to discuss the kinks and limits and trying to make sure Kant is okay#I wanna smack Kant for not being truthful at LEAST about his preferences#kantbison#the heart killers#thk#the heart killers the series#the heart killers meta#firstkhaotung#firstkhao#first kanaphan#khaotung thanawat
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*poof* iâve entered ur inbox again bc yes >:)
Do u think that Adam is just kinda dumb, or is he more than he is letting on? As in, he appears immature like a 5 year old, but has the ability to be mature?
i always got the feeling that he was a lot more than just being a plain olâ dummy, maybe cuz i wear a tin foil hat like an overthinker every time heâs mentioned in a conversation e
(hope i uh, dont bother u too much with the asks tho, i just like entering in pplâs inboxes)
Well, it's not just overthinking. Some could make an assumption that Adam is just a dumb-dumb plain villain. But if you wanted to make him remain a plain dumb-dumb villain, why add this tender smile at the end, as if showing his true self?
Not just a smile, but throughout the whole season, the bits of his humane side could be seen right from the first appearance.
(Due to my nature and my struggles, I dunno if I will ever make a full analysis of him, so I will talk about him here as I can!)
Right on his meeting with Charlie, he's showing a constant lack of self-confidence. His constant yapping about how awesome and cool he is doesn't prove anything about him actually being that. Count how many times, while speaking, he looks at Lute, as if gaining a validation from her that he's doing everything right. See how he addresses her, with hope that she's going to cheer him up. How he is always turning to her to see that she's cheering him up, so he can continue his behavior.
The moment with: "Right, Sera�" is the same thing with self-confidence and uncertainty. In the same court scene, his true nature could be seen at the moment when he stopped his excitement and apologized to Sera.
I know a couple of narcissists IRL, and I can surely say they never apologize. Even if they do, they only pretend to, and it could be seen. Plus, even after apologizing, they like to add EVERY TIME something like, "âŚbut you made me do it. I'm sorry, but you started first", blaming you in the end.
Adam really felt sorry, feeling discomfort for getting too far. And hey, yes, he knows boundaries. It's shown when he got surprised at Lute's violent comment about Vaggie, with his: "Chill, Lute, fuck.". He knows what "getting too far" is.
Also notice how he is always accompanied by someone who can support him. Lute hanging out with him in the free time, I bet, so he could feel safe and protected, besides actually enjoying being with her. He's always relying on someone.
Even when he cheered up his army of exorcists, there was that brief: "Ha-ha, yeeah!" as if for a second he was afraid that he didn't manage to get them hyped with his offer with bucks for them. Like he gets excited that they reacted positively to him struggling with offering them something good for their job, relaxing that he succeeded on that and did not fail.
Did we even see him alone besides the finale? Where you know, he dies. See how he is slowly losing when he is left alone. His self-confidence fades; he's getting angry, not being able to do anything successfully, starting to behave erratically and stupidly.
He's a follower, lacking self-confidence, hurt, and probably not knowing how to live without others guiding him how to.
Haters love to flood all the blame on him for everything when they turn a blind eye to who's actually in control and who let him do all of this shit. Those who let him do the things he did and who allowed him, who cheered him to do itâthey are at the same responsibility for everything, if not fully responsible actually.
So I would say he's a poor, uncertain, immature man, rather than dumb. He is more than what he shows on the outside. Give him to the right people, and he would be normal; a man needs therapy, that's for sure.
(no, you never bother me, everything's okay <3) (you personally have something like a "special free pass" from me to ask, messaging me and etc so never worry hehehehe â§âĄâŚ)
(omg i swear i tried to be brief, why is it so long lol)
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i read your post on shadow work and you saying itâs the reason why manifestations donât stay makes so much sense! i always successfully manifest an SP and then smth happens to make it fall apart after, and it usually has to do with fear. same with job opportunities and other things iâve been trying to manifest recently; itâs been frustrating me so much bc i get exactly what i want and then it seems to be ripped away from me.
looks like all the beliefs iâve been trying to push away have to be addressed now đ i did have a question though, is it normal to feel lowkey worse after doing shadow work? like iâd spent so long working on self concept prior to shadow work, but afterwards it seems like iâve gone backwards and my old beliefs have resurfaced and iâm back at square one. wonât these beliefs affect my current manifestations as well? is this something i just have to force myself to go thru in order for my future manifestations to work? maybe iâm just frustrated bc manifesting was so easy for me up until this point, and thereâs so many blockages i now have to address.
thank you so much for the insight and clarity though, i rly appreciate it!!! <3
I just need to clarify one thing before we get into this, your manifestations are not being ripped away from you. There's simply slipping through your fingers because you allowed them the opportunity to slip through your fingers. And how did you do that? By holding certain limiting beliefs that you did not address. Let's say for example you got your SP and you were in a happy relationship for a while, and then all of your insecurities started to resurface, and you started thinking about the old version of your sp and how it never worked out between you two and how there were always other people in your relationships and how you were always fighting... the old story found its way back to your psyche and your assumptions turned to what they used to be.
Another thing I have to address is that you do not need to stop manifesting all at once just to focus on Shadow work. You can do both at the same time. You can absolutely manifest while tackling your limiting beliefs at the same time. And you will still be successfully manifesting and you will get everything you've ever wanted because you will hold the assumption that you can do both at the same time and you will still be a master manifestor.
Now on to the question, yes it is very common and it is very normal to feel like absolute fucking shit once you're done with a shadow work session because you are unearthing emotions and stories and trauma that has been buried in your psyche for years. You are finally letting them come up to the surface and letting yourself face them and work through them instead of repressing them and forgetting about them like you used to do. So yes it is completely normal to fall apart after that. it is the same as therapy when you go and do a session with your therapist and you come out with tears and snot and a headache and the sudden urge to curl up in a ball and sleep for 24 months.
You're not back at square one, you are not restarting the entire journey and you are not losing everything you've ever manifested. Let's make that very clear, shadowwork is not going to destroy everything you've ever worked for. Shadow work is going to help you have a stronger foundation so that you never have to lose anything ever again especially not faith in your own powers.
Manifesting is still easy, it is still instant, and your results can and very much will be permanent. You don't have to force yourself to do Shadow work, you do not have to force yourself to tackle limiting beliefs in order to manifest. Will they help in the long run? Of course they will. But you do not have to pick one over the other. You can do them simultaneously. The best way to do Shadow work is to wait for the negative thoughts and emotions to flow naturally up to the surface and then address them through shadow work.
I hope that helps clear things up, and best of luck on this new part of your journey.
Happy manifesting â¤ď¸
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Hi can i ask a scenario wherein how would the sakamaki brothers react to a guy asking yui for a date and she says yes *bcs a sakamaki Ă yui were having an arguement*.
Oh look, thereâs one of my vitals organs on the floor⌠I guess I laughed too much???
Yui! Reader dead.
The person she dared to even accept is dead.
Itâs not meant to be funny but I canât help it !!! You know what they are and what they can do. đđ
Okay but maybe Iâm being to quick to assume, it could be plausible itâs anything but death⌠for some! Letâs see how this plays out cuz idon even know yet
Reminder: The boys (+ Mukami bros) are cute ngl and have moments of genuine affection and adoration toward reader (not really Yui! Reader â same difference tho) but they are very deadly, and thatâs what I based this post off. Actually, itâs what I base all my dialovers posts off.
Pairing: Yui! Reader x a Sakamaki Brother
Type: Scenario
Word count: 3.2K
Warning: Death, Jealousy, Possessive, Insecurities, Yandere-ish??, Yui! Reader being self sabotage maybe, torture, not spell checked
Side bar: If you canât tell, I love dark humor. Youâve been warned. Also this is definitely a x reader blog only, so I made the post to represent that. I didnât want to not do the post cause the ask was really good! Some are longer than others, I got way ahead of myself. Subaru is kinda shorter cuz itâs hard to write him :/
Like always, characters are aged up appropriately!
Yui! Reader dating anyone but a Sakamki brother
Shu Sakamaki
You were a nuisance. A tiny, insignificant spec inside his world all because of that man couldnât stop scheming. The existence of you has caused so much troubleâso many anomaliesâhe lost count after a while.
A human girl who couldnât leave well enough alone. One that couldnât obey, know right from wrong despite knowing all the facts and yet still being clueless. You made his life very difficult. He proved it to you time and time again.
Yet here he was, very out of character as he stood over your broken body. The feeling from earlier upon hearing the rumor of you leaving for someone else only now left his body. He felt like he wasnât in control of his body during what he was doing to you.
He felt every emotion under the sun screaming at him loudly, blocking the noise of his music through his headphone. It was infuriating; he just wanted to relax. Do nothing and relax⌠Not break your fucking legs.
But whatâs done is done.
He no longer felt this unwelcome discomfort in his chest when he saw you standing near another. It wasnât him then. He was someone else, someone mad, someone crazy infatuated.
Shu has never been one to like someone.
So where did he fuck up?
Why did he fuck up?
He was always calm, calculated. The man he was today was driven by pure rage. Your screams in agony were music to his ears, better than any of the songs he enjoyed. Your pain, your scrunched up face and screaming, it was because of him. All because of his touch.
That thought alone satisfied him as he came down from his high, expression back to its blank slate, unreadable. He scuffs as your sound turns to whimpers and at your weak attempts to crawl away. It was almost cute⌠almost.
Bending down, he grips one of you legs causing a whale to leave you. Your hand instantly goes to his arm to stop him. He shakes it off him effortlessly, starring intensely at your face as he yanks you to him, you are now face to face.
With a tilt of his head, he smirks, âThis is your mistake. For meddling in my life⌠take responsibility as I drain you of everything.â He grabs your hair, yanking back your head, âThe only thought in your head should be giving yourself to me.â he finishes with the sinking of his teeth in your throat.
Reiji Sakamaki
Honestly, he thought he kneeded you into the perfect pet. At this point you should know better. His teachings should have gotten you into shape, but here you are once again being disobedient. Oh, how he detested that part of you. This hurts you more than him.. perhaps you like it?
Without missing a beat, when you arrive home he calls you to his office. This insolence has to be put to rest. You have soiled his family name, much less his pride though he would never tell.
This rumor, even though it was just that, was disgraceful. And it spread, reaching his ears. As if you would be with the trash that litter these halls. Who did they think they were compared to him. They were nothing, thatâs what. You knew this. So why would you think it was okay?
Yes, it brings him great satisfaction when he saw you close in on yourself under his gaze, body trembling in fear. At least your body knows his touch, your mind still seemed to show some resistance. No worries, Reiji considers himself a excellent teacher. He was never one to give up, no matter the challenge.
âI donât wanna hear your excusesâŚâ he starts, getting up from his seat. On his way over to you, he grabs a cup filled with liquid and stands in front of you, pushing it towards you, âDrink this.â
Scared, you shake your head already knowing itâs something bad. You remember the last time he gave you something, the nightmares are everlasting.
Reiji inhales deeply, frowning down at you, âDrink it or Iâll shove it down your throat. Iâll be anything but gentle.â Again he pushes it to you, this time settling it in your hands after his threat weighed heavy in the air.
Cautiously you take a sip, tasting a honey dew hibiscus blend before swallowing the rest. You hand him the empty cup after, noticing no effect. It confused you, was that simply tea?
Youâre question was answered shortly after when your eyes felt heavy and your body light as air. You stumbled into Reijiâs arms loosely, looking at him through blurry vision. The last thing you see is him smiling.
âŚ
When you came to, you found you were strapped to a chair, in what looked to be the dungeon. How could you forget? You had the worst happen to you here, a shiver travels down your spine when you think about it.
âYouâre up.â Reiji, a voice youâll never forget, spoke behind you. You tried to turn to see him, but it was difficult. He chuckles are you attempt, walking around you to face you. Your eyes immediately notice a cloth bag in his gloved hands, the bottom cut open.
âWhatâs that for?â You squeeze out, heartbeat picking up.
âA lesson.â was all he said when he forces it over your head till it hang around your neck. He pulls away to walk around you again, making noise behind you. Then you heard a squeak. Your breath stills.
Please tell me thatâs not aâ
Reiji comes back into view, holding a rat in front of your face. It was mid size, black and ugly. You were going to cry, already feel the tears pool at your eyes.
âReiji, please!â You shake your head, thrashing around in the chair.
He clicks his tongue, âBad girls get punished.â He holds the bag in one hand and the rat in the holder. Inch by inch the rat gets closer to your face, thrashing in Reiji hand not liking the harsh treatment just like you.
A scream rips from your throat when he drops it on your head and quickly ties the bag.
You had to learn your place one way or another.
Ayato Sakamaki
Ayato had to have heard wrong because there was no fucking way that you chose someone other then him. Especially knowing that you were his and his alone. This rumor had to be just that, false information spreading around the school.
He knew he didnât have anything to worry about, it was him for crying out loud. No one can compete⌠but he still needed to hear how wrong everyone was from the source.
He found you easily in the girls bathroom, locking the door to avoid any interruptions. It was a miracle he was thinking clearly, usually it was so unlike him. And thatâs why it was scary.
His stare was intense and focused, it made you squirm under the heat of it. He taunts you with slow forward steps, making you take steps back until your back was flush against one of the walls. He caged you in between his arms immediately, decreasing your chances to escape. As if you had any to begin with..
âOre-samaâs been hearing some things he shouldnât, Chichinashi.â He begin, his left hand sliding down to grip one of your shoulder, âItâs not true right? You wouldnât dare go against Ore-sama?â
âA-Ayato.â Your mouth felt dry all of a sudden. You knew what he was talking about. After having a disagreement once again between you both, you foolishly accepted a date with another. You thought it would come to nothing, little did you know that the person would spread the news like a wild fire.
His grip tightens, nails digging through your uniform into your skin, drawing blood from you. The smell was intoxicating as always to Ayato, but he was to busy seething inside to notice completely.
âIt was a mistake! I didnât mean it, I was upset. Forgive me.â You plea body trembling in both pain and fear.
A scowl stretches onto his face, his hand long left your shoulder the minute those words left your lips. Instead, they wrap around your throat, tightening as he processes your words. It came to the point, you were clawing at his hand, letting out choked gasps.
Ayato couldnât think straight. All he can think about is you being with someone thatâs not him. How dare you? Ayato should be your whole world, your first thought when you wake up and your last thought when you sleep. You should feel suffocated by his presence, otherwise he wasnât doing his job.
Slowly he loosens his hold on you, leaving you chugging down air desperately. A few minutes pass before you glance at him, body going still when you see the huge sinister grin on his face.
âOre-samaâs just gonna have to remind you who you belong to,â he suddenly grabs your hair and throws you on top of the faucets counter, âNo matter how long it takes, everyone will know you belong to Ore-sama.â He finishes before sinking his sharp teeth into your neck with purpose.
Kanato Sakamaki
If it was any normal person, they would be heart broken and move on. But Kanato was anything but normal.
First he lets you get away with talking back to him in your argument yesterday, chosen to forgive you after you reluctantly make him snacks and now.. you had the audacity to cheat on him.
You filthy, untrustworthy mortal.
He was aware all woman were the same. Hell, he constantly reminded him despite the kind attention you gave him. He always assumed your kindness had ulterior motives. Why else would someone be kind to him? He knew he was a handful. He just didnât care.
Now it was clear how you felt about him, there was no hiding it. There was no hiding from him. This time, you actions are unforgivable. You thought you can toy with his feelings⌠Youâll pay in the worst way.
When he invited you to his room, you didnât think much of it. Somehow you were completely oblivious to the news spread throughout the school. In fact, the situation with the date was so far in the back of your head, you have forgotten it had happened. You were just upset in the moment. It was never more than just a sway of words.
Thatâs why after entering his room to see the person who asked lying lifeless in a pool of blood a few feet away from Kanato, were you shocked. Just a few hours ago, he was alive. Guilt quickly creeped up on you but it was shortly lived when Kanato called for your attention.
âSo glad youâre here. Good to know youâre still a little obedient,â he smiles but it doesnât reach his eyes. He points to the dead on his floor, âRemember them?â he laughs, âOf course they do! Right teddy?â he turns to the bear in his hand.
You remain still, time ticking like a bomb about to go off. Which in all honestly it could, Kanato was unpredictable and if he found out about that and this was the outcome, imagine what he would do to you.
How do you get out of this situation?
âLook at her, teddy. Sheâs planning something⌠whatever it is wonât work. No. I donât like it.â he shakes his head, âIâd much rather your expression be twisted in pain than whatever this isâŚâ he walks towards you, face twisting from one emotion to another before settling into a deep frown. He stops a feet away from you, your back against the door before she even realizes it.
âI do enjoy your terrified expression too, itâs adorable.â he mumbles. It felt like time froze with how long you both been staring at each other. Kanato hold on his bear tights as he stares numbly at you. It was too much, you had to say something.
âKanatoââ your voice trails off because in a split second, a knife was lunged into your abdomen. It hurt so much, it pulsed with heat. Your mind couldnât wrap around what was happening. Gripping the arm it was attached to, you looked the culprit in his crazed eyes, âKan-ato..â
He sneered twisting it harshly, âDid you think you can get away with using me?! I told you Iâd break you. Down to your last breath.â he yanks it out, watching your body drop to the floor, struggling to inhale.
âYouâre lucky youâre pretty enough to be added to my collection,â he bends down to stab you again in your shoulder. He smiles when you haller out in pain, âTo stay with me forever⌠you should be grateful.â he stabs your leg.
âThatâs right.. look at me like that.â he repeatedly stabs you over and over until the life drifts from your eyes to nothing, âYouâll never leave me. Will you?â
Laito Sakamaki
What was this? Is his hearing finally going, has he finally reached that age? No, that canât be it. So whst exactly was happening?
His little bitch going on a date with some thatâs not him? How outrageous. Not possible. Heâs the only one who can take you out on sexy rendezvous and risky trips. You liked it better when it was him. He knew that.
So why is it that hearing the rumor stirs something unsettling in him. It tugs at his undead heart and gnaws at his brilliant brain. Before he could do anything, it seeped through the cracks, drowning him.
Every memory with his mother, with every woman he encountered, every person who he thought he lovedâwho he thought showed him love and every betrayal he assumed or saw came full surface.
It hurt so much. He swore to never feel like this again. And it ate at his mind. If he had a breath to give, it would be ripped right out of him. He didnât like this. He wasnât the one in control, he wasnât the one getting your love. He wasnât the one playing the game. He felt like the game played⌠him.
When Laito found you, he all but dragged you to the roof top. A place where terrifying, haunting memories were held. The same ones that kept you on your toes, but failed you every time.
Laito was uncharacteristically quiet, his back turned to you as he stared out into the open planes. It could have been a pleasant sight if you didnât know what kind of monster he really was.
âYâknow, little bitch.â he starts, taking his hat off to run his free hand through his hair, âThere was only one other time I truly loved someone to the point of hate. All the others⌠they werenât real.â
Hearing where this conversation was heading, you reach back to grip the handle when a gasp leaves you. No longer were you standing in front of the door, instead Laito has you dangling off the rails of the school on your toes. His right hand was twisted into your uniform shirt, the only thing keeping you from falling.
Quickly, you grab his arm, tears swelling in your eyes as you see the sad expression on his face. It squeezed at you heart, but maybe that was actually the fear of falling.
âLait-o please!â You lean forward into his touch.
He clicks his tongue, shaking his head at your attempt to sway him. He knew this scene all too well. The first was hard on him, he drowned himself in body after body. No doubt this would be the same. It didnât bring him the same joy as his usual actions did. This time he truly felt torn.
âLittle bitch,â he draws in your attention and you lock eyes, âIt doesnât bring me joy from this. I would have rather spent the rest of our lives together⌠exploring each other but I canât tolerate the betrayal.â
It only dawned on you what he was talking about. From the start of this interaction you thought he was being moody but you should have known; play your cards just a little better but it was too late. With a easy unraveling, he lets you go with a gentle push and watches as you descends to the floor.
So many emotions raved through him as he did. He wanted to grab you back and tell you it was a joke. But he stays in place when he hears a loud splat and a pierced scream.
He couldnât even bring himself to peek before he left. You brought up to many bad memories, how could he forgive you?
Subaru Sakamaki
Subaru really couldnât stand you. From the moment you entered their home and disrupted his peace. It was always something with you. Always needing saving from someone or something, always needing to be reminded that you were beneath him and everyone in this house.
Yet you seem to not understand it or that you do but you completely throw it to the wind, whatever the reason it pissed him off. All your stupid attempts to get close to him, to try and understand him⌠to get him to open up.
Then, despite his constant attacks on you, he actually grew some form of attachment. The thought of you sicken him, but the thought of you gone made him mad more. You disgusting, weak human did something to him.
So when he heard the rumor of you agreeing to date someone else. It was like⌠something broke in him. All his thoughts consumed him, he was a monster. Less than trash. His mother didnât want him nor his father. Why would you?
He didnât even like himself sometimes. Itâs no surprise the time you have another argument, you agree to date someone else. If he was in your position, heâd run to. Run so far, the chances of anyone catching him was slim to none. But you werenât that good at running⌠actually, you couldnât really run after he caught you.
There was a permanent snarl on his face as he stares down at you. A chained collar secured tightly around your neck, identical to the ones around your wrist. If Subaru wasnât so aggravated, he could have enjoyed seeing you ruined.
He grips the knife in his left hand, which drips of your blood, âShut up!â he shouts, listening to your whimpers, âYou brought this on yourself. Stupid.. You just donât learn.â
He moves to crouch in front of you, lifting your head up by the chin, âI told you youâll die if you stay here.â His left hand raises as he speaks and makes another slash across your skin.
You groan loudly with shut eyes, shaking as he does it again⌠and again, and again till more and the same wounds bleed profoundly. It was agonizing, with how many hours heâs been at it. It felt like he was never going to lighten up his assaults.
But a miracle shines on you when he pulls away and drops the knife. He stands over you for minutes, chest heaving up and down. You never understood why they pretended to breathe, but you werenât in the position to question.
There you laid out like a doll. So broken, bruised and bloody. Almost beyond repair. Subaru smiles at that acknowledgment. As much as he was tempted to tear your throat out, the smell of your blood begging him to drain you dry till you were foaming at the mouth; this would have to do.
âI told you⌠youâll die.â was the last thing he said before leaving the dungeon, locking it on the way out.
Fuck he hated you.
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uhhh weight/body image/sex/gender talk below the cut, it's a lil rough in places so don't feel obliged to look đ
one thing I've not been feeling great about lately is my weight đ
normally I can kinda bullshit my way through it and be like 'idc the world can kiss my fat ass' but looking at myself in the salon mirror last week really made me feel so self conscious and wonder wtf is going on with me
like the shape of me is all wrong and I feel like a massive lump that needs to just be shut away from public view, no matter how much I try to dress myself up :( (also the beard, god if I were thin I would probably be letting it grow out and binding and being more visibly trans but instead I just look Weird and discordant in a way I personally do not enjoy!!)
and it's not a 'ohh you're not that fat' situation- I know I am; medically, I know it's a problem. It feels different but the doctors all tell me I'm fine so it must be my fault somehow and I should just take the wegovy and get off their case already. The irony being I actually get a lot more regular exercise than I ever used to, even if it's not enough.
maybe it is just the stress from this year, my sleep is all fucked up bc of the cats and the on-off all the time with my adhd meds is probably screwing with my metabolism, that and I quit smoking so the times I'd go out for a cig to cope with Everything I've probably replaced with food again đ
also, tmi, but I haven't had sex in like, 10 years :') any interest in romantic advances has completely dwindled and I used to be the horniest little shit even on my own time. In part, it's due to pain. The whole mechanism just hurts half the time or it's blunted now. But I'm also so unattractive to myself I can't fathom anyone else wanting to even touch me in passing. And that sucks. Like it's genuinely kind of fucked up to me how apathetic I am about it bc I never used to be.
idk man, I think I'm just kind of accutely aware that I don't actually have that much time to fix this before I'm gonna have real problems in the next 10+ years and I worry that I'm either gonna be in the same rut I am rn or that I won't be able to take care of mum when she needs me :(
I feel like I've wasted a lot of time and I'm annoyed with myself but also afraid of what I have to do to turn it around. I've done it before, yes, but I'm older and much more worn out
#if u read this ur very kind#but yeah i just#am not very happy in a way i can't get away from rn#like im okay in the immediate but its chipping away at me yanno?
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some thoughts about obx4 p2 that no one asked for
look the thing about me is I love a mid-written teen dramas bc letâs be honest theyâre made for better writers and by that I mean fic writers. we love mid source material we can fix and do better job at. a privilege to do so.
(A lot of it is jj related Iâm sorry)
in no particular order:
-chandler groffâs actor actually does a fantastic job of subtly intergrating the physical mannerisms and speech patterns of jj. massive kudos to him honestly. big job.
-loved that we got to see jj fight and actually win and really tear shit up. really loose-canon it properly. they been talking about it for so long itâs great to actually see him in action.
-pregnancy is so dumb but hey thatâs the beauty of soapy teen dramas baby. TROPES !! not that I agree but also i can see their thought process⌠one life out, one in. his spirit will live on in their (likely) baby boy they call jj bc they love a father and son theme
-was really hoping jj would have more to say about Luke and the abuse and all of That with Groff but again, whatever, thatâs what better (fic) writers are for right ?
-guttered GUTTERED jj wasnât buried at home. that hurt.
-kie revenge arc next season give it to us girl go feral embrace his energy
-Madeline Cline is a fucking superstar. beautiful performance. stunning.
-wish we had more time alone with jj and kiara with the same emotional weight Sarah and John B get. I want to know what they talk about when theyâre aloneeee
-not a single drowned phone was put in rice. (I think about phone logistics the whole time every time)
-pope/cleo have my whole heart. their arc was sweet but i hope next season we have time and space to look at cleo more.
-really happy kie is on speaking terms with her family. would have loved like 1 short scene or line about them before we see them again at the town council
-loving john b in his purples this season yes girl
-i love Madison Bailey like girl is queen of ??!!??? and I love her for it. hope she gets some better written jobs. queen of LEGS.
-rudy actually did a wonderful job with what he was given (forced upon) too. what an incredible physical actor. boy was RUNNNING. I was tired of watching him run around for 2 days straight and I wished heâd kept going. hope he gets some more comedies or actions bc he could make a great Character Actor if he wanted to be. future iconic villain. mark my words. if he plays his cards right he could do a Dylan Obrien. poor guy is clearly an anxious dude tho. feel that. feeeel that.
-bummed that Luke just like disappeared ?? definitely could have tied off that loose end a bit better tbh. would have been fun to see Groff and Luke and jj have a moment together⌠would have love to see jj navigate that tense scene. NASTY LYING MEN !! luv
-also jj got beat to shit and not a single bruise or blood ? Boooooo. theyâve stopped giving him that shit after season 1. NOT TO MENTION his stomach wound. buddy had to tape his own self up and everyone was just chill. booo.
-love an alcoholic jj/luke parallel
-there was no way jj could come back after everything and thereâs no way he would accept prison or anything else so yeah they kinda did have to kill him. am i happy about it? obviously not. was it earned⌠eh. they tried. wish the all pogues had to watch bc Iâm a sucker for punishment.
-jj seeing his MOTHER LIKE THAT ouch. haunting.
-pope and the marines is kinda funny like imagine hahaha
-jd really brings a grounding energy (even as pope) and Iâm a big fan of the vibe
-still holding out hope for queer kiara one day my girl will be free
still so many more thoughts but letâs play it chill and save it for another post
xoxo
#obx 4 spoilers#obx#jj maybank#john b routledge#sarah cameron#kiara carrera#outer banks spoilers#pope heyward#jiara
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lil wishlist cause i see everybody throwing their own on the dash (which i am grabby at them all):
I am always offering baby ford. Like give me time travel shenanigans, or if your muse was around in his era, have them meet! ALSO JUST MORE GLASS SHARD BEACH THREADS.
TIMESTUCK AUS. Give younger ford his future niblings, or i can hand you a baby ford in the far future not knowing all the fucked up things his future self is going to do!
Accepting reverse falls stuff, always. :3 Lemme' yeet my grumpy old warlock at your muse! Man locks himself up in his study all day so you gotta drag him out... or convince him ur important.
mind electric mind electric mind--
MYSTERY TRIO, MYSTERY TRIO. I need Stan and Fidds content; just the whole premise of Stan being there pre-portal really throws in some interesting (and painful) dynamics!
also the... it could've been different au. like ford actually LISTENS to F or something like that one dimension. (and stan is there. :/ we need stan there)
what if the axolotl stayed.
i have a weakness for fiddauthor and billford. this is not new to me. I crave angst for those platonic or not.
honestly... who is going to talk to ford about the triangle in the room. i NEED someone to talk to ford abt the triangle in the room. leading up to b/ob he dealt with all that shit himself.
I NEED MABEL AND FORD BONDING... ALWAYS
au where everything is the same but ford was there since tourist trapped, like weirdly meshed with nwhs. I JUST THINK FORD NEEDED MORE SCREENTIME, HERES A WHOLE AU
2012 baby with the high school and university aus. where they at
ford dealing with his hubris & coming to terms with his hurtful actions in the past. my man is smart but hes so. stupid
literally any crossover verses, especially dbd bc that is constantly in the back of mind (i couldnt escape that franchise if i tried LMAO).
the blackout club is a solo multiplayer game where the adults are under a supernatural hivemind & the kids have to save the town before they reach hosting age and conform to the evil masters. yes im putting forth indie obscure game propaganda anyway tbc aus where are they
me claiming to care abt ford plenty but i think he should have his family used against him as a treat. never forget he would've let weirdmageddon go global for those kids :')
au where stan never remembered there u can kill me now
uhhh tba i'll add more when i remember them
#â ad astra per aspera! || ďš .ooc ďš#â i began to keep a journal. || ďš .save ďš#b/ob spoilers //
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