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soap-ify · 1 year ago

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Hi!! I adore your writing and was wondering if you could do something with Simon using the shower head on reader??? Or fingering in the shower?

Totally understand if you aren’t comfortable with this and I hope you have an amazing day😘

ANON I WAS LITERALLY THINKING ABOUT THAT A FEW DAYS BEFORE YOU SENT THIS ASK!! i love your brain. alsp i decided to combine both >:3

cw — nsfw, fingering, usage of shower head.

“stop squirmin’ like that, love.”

simon’s callused hand held you tight by the side of your hip while you were seated in between his legs inside the bathtub, his other hand holding the turned on shower head, the pressure of the water directly hitting your clit that was all swollen and tingly at this point, sensitive due to the water that kept teasing it.

your boyfriend had decided to try something new today — that new being both of you taking a seemingly normal bath together until he grabbed the shower head and gave you that subtle grin, the twinkle in his brown eyes having said everything you needed to know.

“si, s’too sensitive…” your hands tightly held onto the edges of the tub, your cheeks and ears all warm while your hips kept writhing and bucking, trying to both pull away and push against the pressure of the water.

“feels good, right?” he gruffly whispered into your ear, earning a nod from you, your head falling back onto his shoulder, your back flush against his firm chest. the hand on your hip slowly moved on between your legs, the contact with the water causing it to spray around, his finger slowly beginning to prod your poor, empty hole.

“please…” you whimpered needily, the water from the shower head continuing to stimulate your clit while you tried to push forward against his hand.

“please what?”

“want your fingers in me, si…”

and how could he deny such an adorable request of yours?

he slowly eased his finger inside your tight cunt, already so wet and needy, sucking him in. it was easy to push his other finger too, soon moving his thick callused fingers inside your cunt, gently thrusting them while holding the shower head near your clit.

he found your sweet spongy spots effortlessly, rubbing against them, curling his fingers in while you let out sweet whines and gasps, thighs trembling profusely.

you could feel his girthy cock pressed against your lower back, twitching with need. it only pushed you closer to your edge, knots in your lower stomach tightening up as your breathing got shallower, eyes on the brink of fluttering shut.

barely able to speak, your orgasm hit you hard with one more thrust, your walls tightly clenching around him while you moaned, body convulsing in pleasure, your slick coating his fingers.

“fuck— so perfect, all f’me.” he groaned sweetly into your ear, lips pressing soft kisses on the side of your head, nuzzling into your damp hair.

he pulled his fingers out of your soaking cunt with ease, though didn’t move the showerhead from your puffy clit yet, overstimulating the poor thing.

“a-ah, si! stop!” you whined and felt tingles running through her body.

“one more f’me, please?” he pressed some more kisses on your shoulder, his hand moving to rub your inner thigh gently, eager to coax another orgasm out of you.

he really wasn’t going to let you out of the bathroom anytime soon.

#simon's such a tease he'd definitely do smth like that #ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley #simon ghost riley #cod x reader #cod smut #call of duty #rurufic #ruru mail

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am-i-interrupting · 13 days ago

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reminding you to write one shït about viktor helping me shower

Washed Away Like Soap Suds

Thank you for your services.

The day had been. . . a day for certain. It had been long and treacherous.

Your hand had several cuts. One could blame it upon being in the kitchen all day. However, it wasn’t sheer unlucky circumstances which had caused the blades you’d wielded to slip. No, instead it was your shaking hand and racing hard and inability to focus.

You’d been distracted all day. More accurately, you’d been extraordinarily stressed.

Your best friend was in the hospital. Had been all day. You were in the kitchen. Had been all day. The reason you weren’t there with her was purely because her parents and sister took priority in visiting rights.

The countertops were filled with baked treats. Your started the day off with cookies. Then bread. After that came the beignets, the pie (completely homemade including the crust), the danishes. The counter was well covered.

Just like your hand. The first nick came when you were making slices in the bread before you let it rise for a second time. The second when you were peeling the apples for the pie and the third soon after when you were slicing those same apples. The fourth came from the slicing of strawberries for the danishes.

You were placing the danishes onto a plate when Viktor placed his book down. He uncrossed his legs to stand. The pitter patter sound of his footsteps and cane were behind you before long.

His cane came into view as it was placed against the counter. His arms wrapped around your waist and his hands came to rest at your hips.

“As much as I support you opening up a bakery, I don’t believe we have the space,” he said.

You didn’t respond. Thoughts racing still. The spatula slipped between the pan and danish. You spun the plate so a bare spot was closer. Your finger lined with the back of the danish and you pushed it onto the plate. Your mind and body not registering the heat.

Viktor’s nose nuzzled against your temple. “My love,” he said softly, “you need rest.”

With the last danish on the plate, the full effect of your stress was visible through your shaking hands.

You laughed, sarcastic and devoid of true humor, “That’s not gonna happen.”

“If not your mind, then your body,” he said. “Let me take care of you.”

His hands, steady and stable, covered your own. He picked up his cane and led you away from the kitchen. You let yourself be guided.

Your mind was fogged over and dreary like an abandoned railway station. However, it also raced like a train teetering off the tracks. An odd combination of very little coherent thoughts that led way to a mess of emotions.

The bathroom is where you were led. Viktor say you down atop the toilet lid.

He knelt to grab a towel. It was placed on the rack. He sidestepped the bathtub and went instead to the shower. He turned the knobs. The water began pouring down.

Propping himself up on the rim of the tub, Viktor’s hands slipped beneath your shirt. He pulled it up and over your head. His fingers undid the button of your pants and down they came as well with your underwear.

“Sit,” he said as his hands came to your shoulders.

You were guided to a seated position in the shower floor. Water just barely missed your face.

It wasn’t long before Viktor joined you, slightly elevated as he sat on the mounted shower seat. He grabbed the shower head and brought it down.

Your back pressed against the front of his legs as he washed himself off first. A very quick, brief process.

His hands went to your scalp. He massaged it causing the hair to bunch up and allowing the water to better penetrate. The water was warm in contrast to the chilled air.

Fingernails brushed against your scalp, just shy of scratching but he was gentle.

“Hold.”

Your fingers wrapped around the neck of the shower head on autopilot.

There was a click of a bottle opening, a small squirt of liquid. Your scalp, just heated seconds earlier, cooled as shampoo was lathered in your hair. You could hear the bubbles as they formed and popped.

A pressure was applied at the nape of your neck. You leaned into the touch. Tears formed in your eyes as tension began to relax. A tension you’d been holding onto for the past twenty-four hours.

Suds popped against your skin as Viktor used the lather to move onto your shoulders. Your lips curled up and down as your nose burned. A looseness coming to you that you felt you shouldn’t be having, not now, but fuck was nice.

Your head fell back into Viktor’s lap. Your eyes closed. You could feel the wetness which was not from the shower, roll down your cheeks. He must have noticed but made no remark.

He bent over. You could feel his torso push slightly against your hair. The shower head was taken from your grasp.

Water poured over your scalp. The popping bubbles washed away. The shower head was once again in your hands.

Another cap opened and it was followed by the sound of a thick congealed substance being spread across two hands. Your head was tilted a bit forward off Viktor’s thighs. Your hair was scrunched up from the bottom all the way to where your hair follicles began in sections.

A third cap was opened and more bubbles sounded as they formed and popped. Soon a net sponge was moving across your skin. It was soft and gentle. The barest of touches, leaving clouds that evaporated away in its wake.

Viktor grabbed the shower head once more. The sponge was washed off and set back into its place. Then your body followed. The water like rain that washed and cleansed you.

A knob was turned and the water went cool. A stark contrast to the warmth but not an unwelcome one. The conditioner was washed from your hair. Then the water went warm once more.

Two taps to your shoulder. You moved your body off of Viktor.

“I will be back,” he said as he reached for a towel.

His footsteps were pattering against the floor, sopping and dripping. Then he was gone.

You were left in the water. On the floor you watched as suds spun around the drain. They slowed as they neared it. Slowly they either slunk down the drain or popped before they had the chance.

Footsteps. The door to the shower slid open. The water was switched off. A towel was draped around your shoulders.

Viktor sat with you on shower floor. The outer side of his towel got wet as it soaked the remaining water.

He used your towel to dry you. His hand cupped your cheek when he was done. His thumb rubbed away a tear.

“How about you take some melatonin, we go to bed, I’ll read to you until you fall asleep, and in the morning we go back to the hospital and see if she’s accepting visitors?”

You looked at Viktor and for the first time all day you felt like you could see him. His hair was dripping. Longer and now halfway to his shoulders. His angles harsh but the curves in his lips, his ears, his moles so soft. His golden eyes were tainted with soft worry, creases near them to show it.

You felt your lips spread and your nostrils flare as hot tears fell down your face. Your head fell forward and landed on his shoulder.

He wrapped his arms around you. No words were needed. Nothing could be said.

His hands were steady against your back. Your hands still shook were they lay near his hip.

“Dr. Emerson is wonderful at her job,” Viktor assured you. “If anything were to go wrong, her years of experience would not lead her astray.”

That was more comforting. More comforting than the words you’d gotten from your friend’s family the multiple times you went to the hospital to check in.

She’s alright.

You’re being overdramatic. You’re not the one getting operated on.

You should be thankful you’re not allowed to go back. At least this way you don’t have to keep up with what’s going on.

“Here, drink.”

A cup was placed in your hands. It was cold to the touch. You looked down at the water inside. The ice clanked against each other and the interior.

You brought it to your lips. A cool trail was traveled through your body. It started inside your mouth and went down your throat. You could feel it go down behind your breast plate and past your heart and lungs until it stopped in your stomach.

It helped bring down your racing heart.

There was a harsh click. It was followed by the sound of a cap unscrewing. Viktor held out the melatonin bottle to you.

You stared at it blankly for a moment and then two. You reached into the bottle and pulled out two gummies. Viktor raised an eyebrow for a moment before it blinked away off his face.

Normally you only took one. However, you knew if you didn’t get a higher dose you’d worry yourself through it then stay up all night.

You popped them into your mouth and slowly chewed. The strawberry flavor a nice moment of grounding. You swallowed and your ears popped.

Viktor plucked the cup from your hands and stood. “I’ll be waiting for you in bed whenever you’re ready.”

You stayed on the floor for several, long minutes. At least, it felt long and it felt like minutes. You weren’t entire sure though.

You pushed yourself up. Your body moved by itself through the motions of brushing your teeth and blowing your nose. It also moved by itself out of the bathroom and into the bed.

Your face hit the blankets. Your towel was still wrapped around you. You pulled the covers back and shrugged off the towel. No energy or will left in you to put on clothes.

Arms wrapped around Viktor’s torso. Your ear covered his heart. It was steady and consistent. There was a background rumble coming from his voice.

“Thank you,” you blurted out before the thought of even saying something crossed your mind.

Viktor’s reading came to a halt. “Of course,” he said like it was simple, like it was nothing.

He continued reading as your eyelids grew heavy.

#this is very self indulgent #and kind of specific #but hey it’s my fic #and I need to process my emotions somehow #viktor arcane x reader #viktor x reader #viktor x you #viktor arcane x you

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jiraisupportgroup · 5 months ago

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♡ Hair Care Tips for Hard Times ♡

Hair care is hard! Especially now that "clean girl" and similar things are super popular, everyone seems to have a 10+ step hair care routine and that is exhausting (/hyp).

Don't be afraid to have a basic routine! There is absolutely no shame in skipping extras like leave-in conditioner or oils, depending on your hair type you honestly might not even need them.

This post is mostly aimed towards bare basic "I cannot get myself into the shower but need to take care of my hair" tips for maintaining hair outside of the shower. Because of this (even though I just said skip all the extras), it does talk about leave-in conditioners, oils, etc, but mostly as an outside-of-the-shower alternative to conditioners, or as a way to freshen up in between showers.

On another note: I tried to add additional tips for textured hair because I know care can be very different. I spent a lot of time poking around Reddit for more tips, but if I worded anything incorrectly, or if you have more tips that you use, let me know! I'd love to edit or add to this with more tips you guys have!

♡ Greasy or in need of refreshing ♡

⟡ If you're feeling a bit more motivated, but not prepared to take a full shower, try washing your hair while sitting down in the shower or on the edge of the tub. Forget about leave-in conditioners, oils, etc, just do the basic shampoo -> conditioner -> done. Make it as easy for yourself as possible. If you need to use a 2-in-1 shampoo/conditioner combination, do it! They aren't the best for your hair, but if it makes the process easier for you, do it. Anything worth doing is worth doing poorly, do whatever you can to make it easier for yourself to get it done.

⟡ For some people, washing your hair in the sink works well since you don't have to worry about the rest of your body getting wet, and you can leave your clothes on. I recommend putting a towel over your shoulders and using a larger sink if possible (I have most definitely washed my hair in the kitchen sink before).

⟡ If you have thicker or more textured hair, the washing process can be exhausting sometimes. Sometimes running cool or lukewarm water through your hair just to wash off your scalp, then applying a light oil or leave-in conditioner to the ends to keep them hydrated can help freshen up without taking up too much of your day.

⟡ Dry shampoo is your best friend. You can use store-bought aerosols, or sprinkle cornstarch or baby powder onto your scalp, let it sit for a few minutes, then brush out the excess or if your hair is thicker you can shake it out over a bathtub to get the extra out. With thicker or more textured hair it can help to part your hair into sections so it can get to your scalp more easily.

⟡ Wetting and running your fingers through your hair just to fluff it up or break it up can help with upkeep, especially if you don't have the energy for (or your hair doesn't do well with) brushing it out.

♡ Dry or tangling easily ♡

⟡ If your hair is really dry at the ends (sometimes dry shampoo can dry out your hair a little too well), you can use a leave-in conditioner, or a little bit of an oil like jojoba oil or coconut oil to bring some moisture back into it. I recommend getting your hair a little bit wet for this, or diluting the oil with water and spraying it on your hair for better absorption. This can also help with keeping your hair pattern better, if you have wavy hair it can lose it's bounce if it's too dry, if you have textured hair it can lose it's fluff or be hard to style if it dries out, don't be afraid to oil those ends!

⟡ Oils or conditioners can also help prevent hair from tangling as easily. Dry or damaged hair can tangle much easier than moisturized hair, so keeping it a little oily can help prevent really bad tangling.

⟡ Be careful with straighteners! Depending on your hair type straightening it can make it a bit easier to maintain, but it can dry your hair out soooo much, especially if it is already damaged. Use a low setting and try to put just a little oil in the ends to keep them from tangling.

⟡ NOTE: When I say a little oil I mean a little. Like a teeny tiny bit, the least you can get away with using. This depends on your hair type, but especially if you have thinner hair you don't want to get into a cycle where you use dry shampoo because it's greasy and then you use too much oil and it gets greasy again. This is something you'll feel out as time goes on.

♡ Hairstyles or hiding ♡

⟡ Using bonnets or wrapping your hair in an old t-shirt while you sleep can help keep it from getting too tangled, losing texture, breaking, or losing moisture. It also helps keep your hair out of your way and off of your mind for a while.

⟡ For thinner hair, consider putting it into a ponytail or braid if it is long enough to keep it all together and out of your way. Try not to tie it too tightly, and stay away from those little rubber band-type holders if you can, using a thicker hair tie will help keep your hair from getting stuck in it, and will make it easier to take it down in the future. Try to take it down and put it back up if it starts getting tangled, I usually aim for about once a day if I can but I've definitely left my hair in braids for 4 days at a time before taking it out and re-doing it.

⟡ For thicker hair or more textured hair you have a few more options. Ponytails and buns work great, or you might consider braids or twists just to keep maintenance a bit lower for a while. This can be a lengthy process so ask friends or family for help! You also don't have to do it all at one time. Depending on what style you're doing you may be able to pull it up and wrap it with a scarf when you go out, or if you're braiding it sometimes you can wrap the braids you have done around the unbraided part to make a little braid bun situation.

⟡ If you're not feeling up to putting it up like that, or you want to just wrap it up and not think about it, things like headbands, scarves, beanies, hats, etc are great options. When I shaved my head I would wear beanies 24/7 and I didn't worry about hair maintenance until it was about shoulder length again because I just didn't know what to do with it T_T. But! No one even knew that I didn't brush it for like 6 months (I also was very grunge at the time so it fit the theme).

♡ Tackling matted hair ♡

⟡ If your hair is badly tangled but not quite matted, use a detangling spray, let it sit for a few minutes, then go in with a wide tooth comb first to break up the hair, then a thinner brush (like a wet brush) to continue brushing. Start from the ends and work up, hold the hair above where you’re brushing to avoid pulling on your scalp, and apply more spray as needed. Do this in a comfortable place like the couch or your bed, and have something to entertain yourself during this process like a movie or music or YouTube video, whatever you can do to make this process as bearable and comfortable as possible.

⟡ If your hair is matted (thick hard chunks of hair) it’s a bit more of a process. Do not panic, do not beat yourself up, it happens, it’s okay. It’s honestly more common than you would think, especially in people with depression or fatigue. Start with wetting the hair, do not try to use shampoo or wash it, just get it wet, then slather it with either a deep conditioning conditioner or a hair mask mixed with an oil like jojoba oil or coconut oil (or mineral oil surprisingly enough; works well for detangling but it can be kind of hard to get out of the hair afterward), and a little bit of apple cider vinegar. Let it sit for about 30 minutes, you want to give your hair time to soak up all the moisture it can. Take your hands and break apart the larger chunks into sections, if this causes tearing or hurts, leave that section alone and move on to another section or brushing. Take a hard brush (like a wet brush or a tangle teezer - really just don’t use a bristle brush) and start from the bottom. It can be hard to tell where the bottom of a mat is, just start from whatever part of it is furthest away from your scalp. During this process a lot of hair will come out, most of this is hair that has already fallen out and is trapped inside of the mat, don’t worry, you’re not balding or ripping your hair out. Apply more oils as needed, break the larger chunks into smaller ones when you can, and have patience! This is a lengthy and frustrating process, it might even feel like you’re not getting anywhere at times but I promise with time you will get there. You don’t have to do this all in one session either. If you can break it into smaller mats, just focus on one of the chunks at a time & go from there. If you can, ask for help! Friends or family, anyone who is willing to hang out and watch movies and brush your hair for a while, it is so much easier with just a little help. You might be surprised at who is willing to help you out (like one of my coworkers recently came over to help me clean my apartment and I really didn't expect her to, it was super nice! No shame in asking, the worst that will happen is they'll say no or they're busy, don't sweat it!)

Thank you for reading ~

Hopefully, some of these tips can help out! Don't forget that you're not alone! I sit writing this with hair that hasn't been properly washed in about 2 weeks so fear not! You're not gross or lazy or anything like that, sometimes it's just hard!

If you have any additional tips or edits feel free to message me or pop them in the comments below!

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bigwishes · 1 year ago

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Ask and You Shall Receive

Keanu was a party boy from the streets of New York. Spent most nights in the clubs dancing up on guys. Half the time he'd end up shirtless dancing on the bar flexing in lean muscles driving everyone wild.

Keanu burst into his apartment at 3am half drunk stumbling down his hallway. He didn't manage to score tonight and was horny as hell. If he couldn't fuck, he'd have to relieve himself some other way.

He threw himself down on his bed and flicked open an incognito tab on his phone. Keanu normally found himself bringing home twinks and twunks but what he really wanted was a guy with some size, a huge bodybuilder to totally dominate and make into his bitch. Keanu got hard just thinking about it and went straight to looking up images of massive tanky guys in tight constricting posers. Keanu scrolled through images until he found one with a short caption tied to it. He read it getting finding himself drawn to the fantasy. He had never seen something like this before and clicked on the photo being taken to a website with hundred of captioned photos and stories about guys growing from a skinny jock into a bodybuilder as big as a mountain. Keanu's eyes were glued to the screen and he was captivated by the fantasy.

He had dumbed his load on his bare stomach and chest 3 times and he was ready to go again realising he had discovered a new fetish. Scrolling down the rabbit hole he found one offering suggestions / asks for transformations with a personal touch. Keanu's half drunk brain half horny brain thought he had come up with the perfect suggestion...

"I want to grow so big bodybuilders look like twinks next to me"

Keanu chuckled to himself and fell asleep with one hand on his dick.

Keanu woke up groggy the next morning feeling the pain in his head from his hangover. He would rather spend all day in bed but he knew he had to get his morning routine on the way. Keanu got up, making himself a cup of coffee as he wasn't one to eat first thing. He then dropped down on his half and tip toes to pump out 50 push ups and 50 sit ups like he did every morning.

Keanu picked himself up off the floor and moved his sweaty body to the bathroom for a shower. Looking in the mirror something was different, his body seemed fuller and not just from a pump but he felt bigger too. It was probably his ego combined with his hangover making him feel bigger than he really was but that didn't mean he still didn't feel big.

All day Keanu felt stronger, when he was lifting boxes at work, carrying shopping home, even when he was out flaunting his body on the dance floor he found himself clumsy and bumping into people more often, found his clothes feeling tight like they had all shrunk in the dryer, but he didn't think much of it.

The next morning was almost the same, wake up, coffee, workout but instead of taking a shower instead he had to go back to the kitchen and make himself something to eat, for some reason he found himself starving and craving a protein shake.

Keanu mixed up a shake and made himself a bowl of cereal which is scoffed down like a beast. He caught a whiff of himself still sweaty after his workout he then went to take a shower. Only this time when he saw himself in the mirror he definitely noticed the difference.

His muscled were thicker but not just thicker they were bulging out of his clothes. His mouth dropped and his brow tensed with shock as he flexed his bicep examining himself in the mirror. He dropped his pants leaving himself in his underwear trying to examine his thick quads but he couldn't quite get a look even when he tried standing up on the edge of his bathtub. Although he could feel just by tensing his legs and from how tight his underwear was around his ass he had definitely gained a lot more than a few pounds of muscle overnight.

Right as Keanu was about to get in the shower his phone alarm rang telling him to leave for work. He quickly dashed out of the bathroom throwing on any clothes he could get around his new bigger frame. His clothes still fit but he definitely felt them struggle to stretch over his back as he moved. Running out the door and into the apartment complex elevator he got almost to the bottom floor when he saw a small dark patch in the bent reflection. Upon closer inspection Keanu saw faint pit stains on his shirt under both his arms and the elevator smelt slightly of sweat. He scratched the back of his head.

"Guess that's what happens when I don't shower after working out" he thought.

Getting used to the changes were strange. A crate he'd normally need to ask for help to move he almost through across the room on his own. Lucky everyone at work was used to the smell of manual labour otherwise other people at his job might realise he forgot to shower.

The next morning Keanu got out of bed hearing his stomach growl. He Instantly got up rubbing his six pack, feeling his abs be more defined than yesterday. The novelty hadn't kicked yet, at least not until he had something to eat. Hungrier than yesterday he smashed a shake and two bowls of cereal. After eating he hit his normal workout and went to take a shower. He saw himself in the mirror, bigger and fuller once again. As the water was warming up Keanu sat on the edge of his bath, looking down at his chest bouncing his pecs to himself.

His back was wider, lats and chest sticking out competing for space with his arms. His legs were wide and his quads rubbed against each other. Keanu's walk was slowly turning into more of a lumber.

He grabbed his pec with his massive hand and rubbed his hard defined abs. By the time he pulled himself out of his self inflicted trance he had run out of hot water and his alarm was ringing for him to go to work.

"fuck" he said turning the shower off running to his bedroom to grab some clothes.

Keanu frantically ran around his room trying to find something to fit, his jeans wouldn't go up over his massive legs, his arms wouldn't fit through the arm holes in his shirts, he couldn't even get his button ups to come half way across his chest. The only thing he had left were his gym tank and shorts. Both of which used to be loose casual fits for him but now they were tight, like a bodybuilder who ordered the size down from what he needed.

Keanu frantically ran out of his house to the apartment building elevator. As the doors open he went to walk through them when he bounced out, both his shoulders smashed into the duel opening doors. He was so used to knowing when it was open enough for him to enter for years and now he was clumsy with his new size. Standing in the elevator the smell of sweat was starting to become potent. He'd have to make sure he took a shower on his day off.

Keanu woke up groggy from a late night of partying until 4am. Sitting up in his bed he felt a constricting pressure around his legs. Pulling back his bed sheets he saw a pair of jeans ripped and torn around his massive tree trunk legs, so tight the veins of his legs could be seen pressing through the fabric that hasn't been ripped.

Keanu stood up hearing the sound of denim. He tried to take off the jeans but it was like peeling off a layer of skin. It was like they had been shrunk after putting them on.

Finally pulling them off he realised how badly he needed a shower. two days of hard working and a full night of partying without a proper shower left him stinking worse than all the guys he worked with combined. He walked down the hall, bumping into a few things along the way struggling to reconfigure his internal gyroscope. After waking up as big as he was yesterday he expected he'd stop growing by now, but he was shocked at how massive he was when he looked in the mirror.

Keanu was twice as wide as he was yesterday and easily twice as dence. He struggled to curl his arm up to take a selfie, his bicep and forearm fought against one another and it was almost like he was forced to flex if he wanted to use his arms.

He dropped his arms to the side trying to leave them resting comfortably but his wide back and lats made his arms stick out like he was always doing a lat spread. Keanu took a few steps hearing his steps making his entire apartment vibrate sounding like he was stomping just from a regular step. His muscles bounced in the mirrors and he got hard looking at his size move. Keanu reached down and found it difficult to reach his dick, as he rotated his arm forward his shoulders and biceps collided, he could just barely grab his dick, not just from how his massive muscles constricted his size but from how much girth and size had been added to his manhood. It wasn't something he had been noticing compared to the massive changes of his swelling muscles everyday.

Keanu waddled his massive frame back to his bedroom, feeling his thighs rubbing against each other constricting his movement. He made it to his bed lying down feeling his massive weight bend the frame in. He pulled out his phone which was dwarfed by his enormous hands. Keanu reached down to his dick able to comfortably move with one leg half cocked in the air.

Keanu went to the cite he was on the other night and found a reply posted to the request he just barely remembers sending in. He read the story seeing images of him posted in between long paragraphs about him growing when he's asleep. Keanu began to jerk himself off moaning as he read the story. He got to a paragraph where he read about growing whilst he pleasured himself, he felt the blood pump up his muscles and heard as his body adjusted itself with the constant swelling of size. His phone looked like it was becoming smaller by the second and it was harder for him to keep his hand wrapped firmly around his manhood.

Keanu was on the edge right as he got to the end of the story. He quickly clicked the request button.

"I wanna be stupid big, make me stupid big"

Keanu blew his load all over his abs and relaxed into his bed. His head felt slightly cloudy. Looking at his tiny phone a short story tied to his latest ask popped up on the screen.

A picture of him as an enormous swollen titan standing in front of a mirror in what looked like his bathroom with the simple caption.

"you are so massive and so heavy but so fucking stupid you can barely string a sentence together you dumb horny giant"

Keanu got up and waddled his ridiculous mass to his bathroom where he stood in front of the mirror shocked at his bulging size but before a thought of regret could form in his head he noticed drool pouring out the corner of his mouth and his jaw slowly fell open as all his thoughts evaporated.

UHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhh HUHUHUH

Keanu let out a moronic laugh giggling at how he bounced his pecs in the mirror.

Now if only the monstrous moron could figure out how to get a hold of his dick...

#male transformation #muscle #muscle transformation #male tf #gay transformation #tf story #transformation #reality change

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moon-simmers · 2 years ago

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BONAERENSE | Bathroom set

Welcome to the colorful world of "modern" bathrooms!

Leave behind the utilitarian and sanitary white of early Edwardian bathrooms. The late roaring twenties come to discover endless colorful and cheerful combinations for your bathrooms.

BONAERENSE brings to you the traditional tiles of every traditional house. Your bathrooms can now experience great color schemes! From orchid with mauve, a feminine candy pink with black, a soothing lavender or even burgundy and the elegant navy blue.

[More photos, info and download below]

1. Tiled cabinet mirror

26 swatches.

Price: §145

2. Sink Mirror

Needs Get to Work.

6 swatches.

Price: §55

3. Buscaroli Simple Sink

26 swatches.

Needs Parenthood

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4. Buscaroli Sink

26 swatches.

Mesh by Linzlu.

Price : §295

5. Musicardi Sink

26 swatches.

Mesh by Linzlu.

Price : §335

6. Standar Sink

26 swatches.

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Price : §150

7. Munich Sink

26 swatches.

Mesh by TheJim07.

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8. Mazamorra Sink

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Mesh by Zxta.

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9. Elvira Sink

26 swatches.

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10. Piazzola Sink

26 swatches.

Price : §150

11. Anchorena Sink

26 swatches.

Needs Vampires

Price : §200

12. Ravenna Sink

26 swatches.

Price : §120

13. Amancio Sink

26 swatches.

Price : §120

14. Nonna Tub with Shower Patterns

26 swatches.

Mesh by Renorasims.

Price : §950

15. Nonna Tub with Shower

26 swatches.

Mesh by Renorasims.

Price : §950

16. Tatita Tub with Shower 1x1

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17. Tatita Tub with Shower 1x1 Patterns

26 swatches.

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Price : §700

18. Nina Tub with Shower

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19. Nina Tub with Shower Patterns

26 swatches.

Price : §800

20. Rafael Toilet

26 swatches.

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21. Aram Toilet

26 swatches.

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22. YPF Toilet

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Needs Vampires

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23. Tiled Bathup

44 swatches.

Price : §500

24. Abu Curtain

39 swatches.

Needs C&D

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25. Abue Window Valance

39 swatches.

Needs Parenthood

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26. Pascual Bathtub

29 swatches.

Price : §450

27. Colourfull Toilet Papel Roll

52 swatches. Half bronze half silver

Price : §50

28-31. Granitic Mosaic Floor

29 swatches.

Trim, big and small size,

Price : §4

32-35. Wall Tiles

44 swatches.

Wall, Half-Wall, Half-Wall Shower and board

Price : §2

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I have had problems with my internet to upload it, as soon as it is solved I will update the link to simfileshare.

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aquapeutics1 · 2 years ago

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#steam showers for sale #shower and tub combos #shower bathtub combination

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smooth-operator-55 · 6 months ago

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Prompts for requests🌶️

Feel free to send me a request of Carlos or Lando! (Other drivers are negotiable too, though I don’t promise anything!)

Dialogues

"You better keep the volume down or I'm gonna go even harder."

"I mean, it's just sex. So why would you ever be jealous?"

“Spread your legs baby, that’s it… Wider.”

"Are you laughing at me?" "Yeah, I am. What are you going to do about it?"

“Do that again- Shit, just like that, right there.”

“This is exactly how I imagined it.”

“But the cameras–” “They can’t see us from this angle, if you can stay still.”

“I wish this room was soundproof.”

"Am I going too fast?"

"Turn around for me."

Situations

During a family reunion / vacation you can’t seem to get some alone time, so you have to find a way. The story leads to an empty parking lot.

In front of a mirror.

Someone having to use the safe word (I’m not writing anything that is in relation with a form of violence / no consent!)

Friends with benefits.

A chosen sex position.

Make up sex after having some sort of fight.

Getting walked in on.

A quickie.

Having to fake an orgasm and the other one finds out.

Moaning someone else’s name..perhaps the name of an ex…

A workout leading to something else.

A storm happening outside.

The first time calling him “papi”/“daddy”, and how he reacts.

Having your first time with him.

Places

Poolside

Jaquzzi

Yacht

Car

Shower / bathtub

Sauna

On top of the washing machine

On a hotel room’s balcony

In a bathroom

On a billiard table

Around / on his F1 car

Requests are open for any of these prompts or a combination of them, but feel free to send in your own ideas as well! :)

#carlos sainz smut #carlos sainz x reader #carlos sainz #lando norris #lando norris smut #lando norris x reader #carlos sainz fic #lando norris fic

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harryhighkey · 4 hours ago

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look after you

Hi! Here is another Lee Byung-hun one shot!!!

This is pure fluff, older boyfriend looking after his drunk girlfriend.

Hope u like!!

You were drunk. Perhaps wasted was a more accurate description. What had started as 'just a few drinks' had turned into many plus the odd shot or five, honestly, you'd lost count of how many shots it had been.

You'd had fun, you loved to be out with your friends, but now you were too far gone and only had one person on your mind. So between long, slow blinks you began texting that exact person.

-TEXT CHAIN-

Hi miss, having fun?

Lots but I am so feeling drink

Are you okay?

Missed call from BH ♡

Baby, please let me know you're okay.

Hi yes I ok but I want come home now

Want me to pick you up?

Yes plsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss love you

I love you, I'll be there soon.

Your drunk self smiled at that response, knowing that soon actually meant soon with your boyfriend. You'd dated men your own age before but never had you been able to believe someone so confidently. Twenty-four years was a significant age gap, but god your heart had never felt safer. Lee Byung-hun offered you a sense of security you had never experienced before.

Which is why when his car pulled up, you quickly said goodbye to your friends and began hurrying to him. You'd never been the girl who was in a rush to get back to her boyfriend. But fuck, you were so in love with this man.

Upon seeing you, he got out of the car - being the gentleman he is - planning to open your door for you. These simple acts of kindness was another thing about him you hadn't experienced with guys your own age. Once the door was opened and he turned back to face you, you crashed into him with a hug, swinging your arms around his neck. It was lucky he was not drunk because it was his hands on your waist that kept you upright.

"Careful, my girl." He cautioned, his eyes scanning over your face to gauge how drunk you were. The flush in your cheeks and your eyes not being as opened as they normally were combining with the frequent slow blinking gave him the answer he was looking for. What he wasn't expecting was for your face to contort into one of pain and for you to suddenly push him away with force.

He watched was as you began moving so quick to turn and take a few steps away from him. "(Y/N) what-" He was cut off by the sound of you vomiting.

"Feeling better?" Byung-hun asked.

You were now sitting naked in the bathtub whilst your boyfriend held the showerhead in one hand and soap in the other, sitting on the edge of the bath. You'd wanted a shower when you got back but he was worried after you'd gotten sick so he insisted on doing this for you.

"Mhm." You nodded, you had your eyes closed and were enjoying the feeling of the warm water running over your body and the fresh smell of the soap ridding any smell of alcohol as he ran it along your skin. It wasn't all you were enjoying, you were also enjoying how nice it felt to be looked after. Which is exactly what he'd been doing all night.

When you vomited, he held your hair back and rubbed your back. Once you were done, he helped you into the car and did your seatbelt up for you. He kept his hand on your thigh through the drive, giving it a squeeze anytime you groaned and said something like "Why did I drink so much?" In a very whiny voice. Throughout the drive he was continuously opening and closing your window from the control panel on his door, anytime you asked for fresh air he happily pressed it down but once you screwed up your face and turned away from it claiming it was too much wind, he lifted the button. He had to do this many times, and did so patiently.

He sat you on the kitchen bench top when you got back and made you two slices of toast, at first you protested, still feeling ill from the alcohol but he knew you hadn't had anything to eat since drinking and that this would help to make you feel better. He stood between your legs and held up one of the pieces of toast to your mouth, telling you he'd give you a kiss for every bite. He laughed as you rolled your eyes took a bite. "Good girl." He told you and then you giggled as he kept his promise and dotted kisses across your face and rubbed the outer part of your thighs as you ate the toast.

Then you ended up here, now being bathed by your boyfriend.

"All clean now, baby. Let's get you to bed." At the sound of Byung-hun's voice you opened your eyes to see him turning off the water and placing the showerhead back in it's place.

He smiled down at you and you smiled back but he could see how sleepy you were, your eyes barely able to stay open so he held out his hands, once again offering his help. You placed your hands in his and he helped you up before wrapping a towel around you quickly so you'd stay warm.

Once you were dried and dressed, you swore you had never been so happy to be in bed. "Oh my god, I love to be horizontal."

This made your boyfriend laugh. "Horizontal?"

"Yeah, look at me, I'm horizontal. I don't love anything as much I love being horizontal."

"What about me?"

His question had you snap your vision to him. If only this man knew how he set your heart on fire.

"Except for you."

"Come here." He told you as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you in close so your body was flush against his. You fit so perfectly together.

"I mean it, you know?" You said, and your eyes welled up as you started to get a little overwhelmed by just how grateful you felt for him. The amount of alcohol you had drunk tonight only helped to intensify your emotions.

He noticed the wetness in your eyes and pulled you in tighter. "What's wrong?"

"I love you, I love you so much." You brought your arms around him this time and buried your face in his neck, clinging onto him.

"I love you too," He switched one of his hands to cradle the back of your head, his other rubbing circles over your back. "What's going on?" He was confused by the sudden outburst of emotion. "Are you okay?"

"Don't ever leave me, okay?"

"Hey," He called for your attention. "Let me see your face."

You brought your head up from it's hiding spot in his neck and met his gaze. "I'm not going anywhere." He reassured you, placing a kiss to your forehead before finding your eye contact again. "Okay?"

You nodded and offered him a smile, blinking away the tears that had built up momentarily. "I've never had anything this good, I can't lose you."

"You won't." He pulled you in tight once more and you relaxed into him. "Close your eyes now, baby. You need a good sleep."

#lee byung hun x reader #lee byung hun #squid game #squid games #frontman x reader #frontman #my writings #writing #writings #my writing

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z3rinn · 1 year ago

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# #. BATHTUB MERMAID.

in which your daily walks on the beach have been becoming more eventful as time passes. But after finding a certain scale, you feel as if you’re being watched at every turn.

this was a little unedited idea I came up with for halloween!! I wrote that Azul has scales when octopi dont- so uh-. slight yandere content up ahead !! hope you guys enjoy !! also- new header !! wdyt??

❝ rise and fall silver moon ❞

You never believed in mythical creatures.

The beach had become a safe spot for you throughout the years. It was still and serene; a place where life's problems sunk into the deep ocean before you.

The ocean had always been mysterious. It was a deep and spacious space, the beginning of life so to say. It held a sense of tranquility, yet alongside that, unpredictability.

The Sea held emotions. It could be violent and vicious, yet benevolent and peaceful. Perhaps this is what led to your fascination with the sea and its inhabitants. It's creatures.

The ocean reflected beauty, showing the world its colors and scales, it was a place creatures could thrive. However the deeper you go, the more terrifying it gets, showing what could be awaiting you in the unknown.

The human imagination was vast, and could come up with many creatures and ideas. There were vampires and werewolves, Cryptids and Ghosts- all fantastical tales made up by the imagination.

The Sea had its own creatures as well, mermaids, yet similarly known as sirens. They were fantastical stories, usually depicted by sailors and legends. They were beings similar to humans, well, only half of them that is.

They were only half man, with long beautiful tails from the waist down. They were akin to fish, luring others with their songs and beauty. Their majestic colours aiding them.

A fishermens tale, as they say. You didnt believe in the stories, no matter how scary they could get. Scientifically it couldn’t be proven.

However, these legends didnt deter you from the ocean.

Now, on a dark night like this, where the silver moon lit up the sky, there shouldn't have been anything to worry about. It was an ideal night, peaceful and soothing.

The wind breezed across your face, brushing against skin and cloth. It was a chilly night, the cold ocean and air made a combination that was welcomed.

You walked slowly across the shore line, feeling the sand between your toes. It was soft and rocky, a texture you had frown accustomed to. The sand had significantly cooled compared to the burning heat from the morning, it felt nice against your skin.

You glanced behind you, seeing how far away you traveled from the lifeguard. You couldn't help but take notice of the tide that erased your footsteps.

It was if the world was erasing you.

Well, you wouldve thought that if it were for the black scale that washed up on shore.

And wow was it pretty.

You gently picked the scale up, rubbing off any remaining sand in the way.

You gaped in awe, cradling it in your hands. No way this could be real. Not with how beautiful it was.

The scale reminded you of an obsidian stone. Smooth and soft to the touch. It oddly resembled hard candy in your opinion.

You turned it over, noting that it was also very shiny. It looked like holographic sparkles with the way they shone against the moons silver light. Shifting it back and forth you could see bits of purple and blue reflecting in the moonlight.

It seriously looked like a jewel. Perfectly crafted and precise.

Hm.

You pocketed the scale. Continuing on with your walk. It's not like anyone would miss it right? In the end it was just another scale. No one would miss it.

You had keep reminding yourself of that. As the feeling of someone watching you became more apparent.

❝ mirror covered in chalky steam ❞

Showers weren't uncommon to take when coming home from the beach. In fact they were usually welcomed and desired.

Although going to the beach almost everyday you still couldn't get used to the feeling of sand everywhere.

It was so uncomfortable.

The need to get the grimy sand off was strong. And the urge to just pour clean water all over you was overwhelming. You just had to clean yourself of this dirt.

A light sigh escaped your lips as you stepped into the bathroom, ridding yourself of your clothes while turning the water on. Luckily this time you didn't go for a swim, so just a quick rinse would suffice.

But alas with some more thought you decided, sometimes a long bath was nice once in a while.

Grabbing your phone, you put a playlist on. The one you specifically made for your long walks on the beach. It could still work good enough, right?

A smile formed on your face as you stepped into the bathtub, hot water enveloping your body. It was a nice contrast against the beaches cold air.

You sunk deeper into the tub, unknowingly letting sleep sink its claws deep into you.

The last thing you saw was an array of sharp teeth above you, a soft, yet comforting voice lulling out a song. A pair of gold and grey eyes hypnotizing you, a spell to put you at ease. To sleep.

However, you were too far gone. And while your heart lept with adrenaline and fear, the drowsy feeling wasn't going away. No matter how much you screamed at yourself to get up you couldn’t. You could only feel yourself sinking deeper and deeper into the water around you.

And you could've sworn you felt a hand cover your eyes.

Slimy and webbed.

❝ touch me, touch me, kiss me to sleep ❞

It was another day at the beach. Another day where the cool air brushed across you, consuming your being whole. It was a quiet day- or was one.

You glanced over at the sea from your spot under the bright blue parasol, contrasting the dark sky. Waves crashed, yelling ensued. All fun and games it seemed.

Being at the beach usually meant a time just for yourself. However this time you accompanied by your brother- and his oddly annoying friends.

Usually on days like this you relaxed, watching them play with a volleyball like they were in the big leagues. You'd only ever get up when someone hit the ball too far off- being ever so kind to help them out.

Just as you were doing now.

A groan left your lips as you stood up, watching the beach ball drift further away from you. It'd be a run to get it.

Your feet patterned against the sand, moving into a slight jog to catch up with the ball. However, every time you begun to creep closer to the ball it drifted away. It was weird.

It want long before you caught up to the ball, the wind blowing through your hair as you observed your surroundings. You'd stopped in front of the monstro cave.

The monstro cave, a place where many had gone 'missing'. Apparently a place so deep that many generations got lost in its caverns.

You'd never believe these legends of course, there was absolutely no reason to. If the cave was so dangerous, why hadnt it been blocked off yet? And with modern technology it wasn't hard to get help if ever lost.

However, it wasn't hard to get frightened by the cave. The legends and vibe of the corridor could easily freak someone out.

Almost everyone was scared of the cave at some point.

You glanced up into the cavern, noting the cold air that poured from it. Before stopping in your tracks.

And your heart sank.

A yellow eye stared up at you from the darkness. A singlular eye. Staring. Watching.

It was wide, and almost downturned, glowing in the darkness as it just watched. It gazed deeply into your form, never breaking contact with your eyes.

You could hear the ocean water crashing behind you, almost as if it was angry.

Your body screamed at you to move, your heart pounding in your chest. But you were frozen still.

The eye squinted, scrutinizing your form. A gut feeling hung over you, whoever it was took pleasure in your horror.

You had to move. You had to move. You had to move. You had to move. You had to move. You had to move. You had to move. You had to move. You had to move. You had to move. You had to move. You had to move. You had to move. You had to move. You had to move. You had to move. You had to move. You had to move. You had to move. You had to move. You had to move. You had to move. You had to move. You had to move---

You slowly stepped back. A shaky sigh left your lips, the sense of fear washing over you, tenfold. Perhaps it was time to go.

Yes, you never believed in mythical creatures. But it was hard to forget all these encounters.

❝ im a bathtub mermaid ❞

#twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #azul ashengrotto #floyd leech #jade leech #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere twst #yandere twisted wonderland

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