#bites me in the butt tbh

[casscainmainly]

Hi! Do you think Cass is/would be a pet person? If so, what kind of animal/pet do you think she'd have?

Ooh good question!! Honestly I don't really see Cass as a pet person at all! She doesn't seem to have a super big attachment to animals - off the top of my head the only animals I remember her interacting with were the wolves that ate that cow with her and the gerbil she almost eats in Convergence Batgirl 😭😭. The wolves one is kind of cute, but her connection is sort of like the wolves are her company rather than her pets. I don't think Cass would enjoy having a pet tbh, I think she can like animals and stuff but she wouldn't like to be responsible for one. She is often away from home and she is a MESSY person (like Alfred had to clean her cave in BG 2000 😭), so I don't think she'd be good at taking care of pets either. Like Babs would probably intervene if she DID take an animal home.

BUT if she did have an animal I think she'd like ones that are rather low maintenance (so she can leave for periods of time). I can see her liking really big animals too, like animals she can tackle hug or sic on some intruders. I think she DOES like Ace the Bat-Hound because he's a superhero dog, so I imagine any pet she adopts would be like that - capable of taking care of themselves and beating up people! So hmm maybe big dogs, snakes, alligators, unconventional pets like that. Can you tell I don't know much about pets 😭😭😭

Anyway here's a panel of Cass with Ace from DCeased Unkillables to make up for my lack of knowledge :)

[all-pacas]

my cat has some poop encrusted on his butt, so i was trying to remove it. and. he's so bad at this. he gets really mad. squirming. meowing. unhappy boy. i'm trying to hold him still, he doesn't want to be held still, he does a warning yowl. i give up on the approach and let him go and immediately headbutt headbutt please pet me please scratch my ears. i try again. he gets mad and darts away. immediately comes back pets please scratches please btw i'm mad at you. he meows angrily at me. he is purring. his tail is fully down, he does a warning growl, he headbutts me for more scratches

[angstandhappiness]

Nice tags

@coffin-dwelling-tramp #something is wrong with yall tbh. i am the priests least favorite lamb and he wouldnt dare to to put the rope around me and he never pets me#but i dont need him to because i am an animal and prefer the company of other animals. my eyes are too wise and as he leads my brother to#the slaughter I glare accusingly and bleat loudly as the crowd gathers because my brother will not but he should!! and when he comes back as#another tiny pure white baby i clean him of the birth mess and try to teach him how to butt his head when the priest touches him and bite#hard but he wont. he wont. i will never be the sacrifice but i will always be horrified that someone else must be#okay maybe theres something wrong with me too

i'm literally the priest's favorite sacrificial lamb because i am so docile and sweet and i hold very still when they put the rope around my neck and i trot along so happily while they lead me to the altar and they do not even have to tie me down because i lie so very still and only bleat once or twice in my lovely lamb voice and when the knife comes down it cuts through me like butter and i offer no resistance and i bleed so prettily all over my new white wool and my guts all unspool like the most beautiful shining yarn and my eyes are animal and dumb and hold no accusation and every time i die i come right back as another little lamb because the priest loves me so so much and he always chooses me for the sacrifice every time and he always places one hand on my small and twitching nose to calm me while he lifts the knife and he doesn't do it for the other lambs only me because i'm his favorite

[phenoob]

thinking about how centering a period drama on a specific estate (one that rhymes with "fountain" for instance) ends up being synonymous with centering the rich

[yurilvr4]

geum seong-je from whc2 hcs!!

cw mean behavior, emotional abuse(?), dubious consent, bj and other nasty stuff. semi publicsezx

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i gen feel like from the way he acts, he's an asshole no doubt about it. he probably has like really weird random turn ons too.

would put out his cigarette butt out on your skin. i genuinely feel like he would do this idk.

especially if he was particularly mad/angry, or frustrated he'd just punch the wall, kick shit around or just go to you. his favorite play thing.

either that or he would deadass just treat you like his personal ash tray. he's tapping cigarette residue over your skin, not all the time, when he feels like it.

“what? you like this?? fucking freak.” he'd laugh in your face too, holding your jaw in between his fingers as he shows his teeth cackling.

i feel like he's the condescending type…yeah.

he would be like “stupid baby can't handle a little smoke?” just for him to blow it in your face.

his kisses are 100% rough, like face smashing and just teeth clacking, tongue in the mouth type shit.

he would grab you randomly too, anywhere he sees first, your waist, your arm..your hair if he has to.

• he's super tall too, so he just hovers over you like a tree. his neck craning downward so he can look at your face better, sometimes you have to push his glasses up on his head so the lenses don't hurt your nose when you kiss.

“quick kiss.” and he smooches your mouth loudly, glasses clashing against your face you have to remove it before he breaks it.

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despite him being the way he is, you find him tolerable than most of the other guys he hangs out with.

he likes playing with your hair randomly. anytime he sits next to you he plays with your hair, takes a strand between his thumb and pointer and just twirls it around. sometimes even combs his fingers through your hair, massages the scalp and all. he likes seeing your relaxed face.

he also has this habit of laying on you. just randomly draping his body over yours, front, back, doesn't matter, he'll drape himself over you dramatically.

“ahh…fuck, what a day.” he would flop himself on you like you're his personal bed.

• lays on your lap.

• legs on your lap (asks you to massage him)

• arms around your shoulder, waist

• head buried into your neck, occasionally biting.

• leans his cheek on your head and pushes you around. asshole..

things he does to you only

pats your face after you explain something to him or when he praises you after listening to him.

“look at that,” with a fascinated (mocking) smile. “not fucking useless after all.”

• shoves his fingers into your mouth when you talk too much. idk he's kind of gross. he would literally pry his fingers through your lips, past your teeth and settle his fingers at the back of your throat. and if you deny him he's going to retaliate immediately.

laughs when you try to reason with him or say the things he does to you is taking it too far.

“sluts don't get to have opinions. you're mine no?”

• would share his cig with you only if you ask for it, otherwise you're just getting second hand smoke . would laugh in your face if it's your first time smoking and you cough it all out. (he teaches you later though)

• kisses your skin after he’s done bruising it. your blossoming skin hurts less because your heart flutters everytime he makes you “feel better”.

he probably tilts your head back by the hair just to kiss you tbh. his kisses are soft and sloppy and rough all the same

• would randomly find you and pull you into empty alleyways or empty rooms, only for him to make you suck his cock.

“found you.. make me come okay? today was so shit.”

• likes seeing you cry lots.

he secretly has pictures of you on his phone. he would only stare at them when he can't see you that day, so he settles for imagining your body next to his, staring at your photos on his gallery, even the one where his cock is buried in you and you're forced to pose for him.

“okay, 3..2..1 , cheese~~” when he realizes you're not following instructions he clicks his tongue. “look at me or i’ll cut you.”

• when you try to fight back he acts mockingly defensive. treating you like some whiney child with no say in anything.

“what?? gonna hit me? haha!” he would laughhhh in your face.

• is lowkey possessive of you. he doesn't like sharing, he doesn't let other people (his friends) or other guy's get close to you. it has to be him close to you at all times. if you want something, go to him, talk? talk to him. literally anything you do, it has to be with him.

likes showing you off though. whenever you two go out, he shows you off, but makes sure that everyone around knows that you're his. hand on your thigh, arm around your shoulder, fingers playing with your clothes or hair. he does that thing where he tilts your face with two fingers to the side and kisses you slow.

things he finds hot: seeing you cry a lot (I'm talking snot running down, cheeks red, nose red, sobbing mess), seeing your scared/fearful expression, squirting (he laughs whenever you do), your bruises, when your mouth is stuffed with his cock, when you complain he doesn't fit and it hurts, your (genuine) smile, your face in general.

“a..ah…hurts ..i-it won't fit..” you would let out a pathetic sob, brows knitted together, body spasming as you try to accommodate his girth. “you're so fucking good for me, aren’t you? take it.” his palm would squeeze your ass and he would sheath himself further in, distracting you with a deep kiss.

likes it when you initiate intimate things first. when you kiss him, he looks at you with a knowing smirk but doesn't press it further and waits for you to finish what you started. he likes it when you're needy for his attention. this also applies with cuddles or hugs.

canonically a masochist btw

so 100% he likes it when you're rough with him as well, pull his hair? he laughs manically, trying to match the energy. bite him? sure, he doesn't mind a little bruising.

• when he's particularly lazy on some days, you have to take it as a responsibility to look after him. like making sure he eats actual food, smoking less and basic hygiene.

you cook his meals because he says he likes your homemade food better

clean up after his mess (cigarettes, the packet itself and other trash laying around)

massaging his head because he likes it when you touch him like that.

you cleaning his glasses lens, his clothes and styling his hair sometimes(only when he allows you).

patching his skin up after a fight, whenever he gets cuts on his face- you patch em up until he gets better (he'll deny you at first, saying he doesn't need your help but he's particularly soft when it comes to you)

only you.

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+ note he's so fine I had to write something about him. probably not accurate because i only analyzed his character from the series and headcanoned him as such. thank you for reading🥀

[lilolebambi]

more bunnysub!matt pls 💔💔

!!! warning: this is a bit freakier than what i usually write... pegging n butt plugs😧⁉️

"Goldie.." He whines, looking at what you have laid out on the bed for him. "Do I really have to..?" He mumbles, messing with the hem of his shirt.

You kiss his cheek, your lipstick leaving a mark. "It's just bunny ears... and a tail." You pout. He shakes his head, protesting weakly. "N-no, I don't need bunny ears.. o-or.. that." He points to the pretty little white plug you picked out just for him. You frown.

"...you don't wanna be a real bunny?" He shakes his head again stubbornly again, but you can see the curiosity in his eyes that he's trying to hide away. "I- I—" He bites his lip, fingers gripping his sweatpants as he looks at you with a mix of embarrassment and desire. "Don't you wanna look all pretty for me, bun?"

You caress his cheek, and he lets out a soft, very soft whimper, reluctantly nodding into your hand.

"Goldie—" He squirms, "It- it feels weird!" You intertwine your fingers. "I know, bunny, I know. But if you stop moving it'll go in easier." You coo, darkly enamored with Matt sitting so pretty under you wearing the bunny ears you bought for him. You wanna ruin him. Make him barely able to think, but you need to complete the look first.

"Matt." You say sternly, he juts his lip out. "Need you to relax," You tiredly drop the plug, taking a break to kiss the pout off his lips. "I.. I am relaxed." He whispers. You hum, kissing from his lips to his jaw, to his neck as rub your fingers rub against his hole.

His eyes flutter shut, soft noises falling from his lips as his hole open and closes. You slowly pick up the plug, giggling at the gasp that Matt let's out as it finally slides in.

"There you go."

You don't mean to embarrass Matt, truly. You just want him to see how pretty he looks, and dragging your mirror right in front of your bed and making Matt sit in between your thighs was the only way you could do this.

Mentally you're frothing at the mouth. He sounds so pretty, head fallen back against your shoulder from the pleasure of the plug inside him and you teasingly running your finger up and down his cock. "G-goldie..." He stutters out, legs trembling as your eyes meet. "Look at yourself," You purr, grabbing his jaw. Matt whimpers loudly as you force him to look at himself in the mirror, desperately trying to look away but you just hold his jaw tight.

"So pretty, right, bun?" He can't answer, eyes rolling into the back of his head as you finally start stroking him. "F-fuuuuckm— mh!" You smirk, "C'mon answer me, don't wanna get punished, do you?"

He's trying so hard to speak but all that leaves his mouth are loud moans, he gasps harshly as you finally stop stroking him. You giggle against his neck, kissing all the marks you left earlier. "Mhn... don't worry your punishment isn't gonna be too bad."

Matt grips at the plushies on your bed for leverage, desperately trying to anything to anchor him. When you said that you were gonna punish him he thought that meant that you were gonna edge him.. not peg him. He can barely feel his legs, he can't count on his fingers how many times you've made him paint your sheets white.

And you won't stop until you get an apology, but it's kinda of hard to apologize with how hard you're slamming into him. "M'! Msorr—" He chokes on a rough moan, hot tears rolling down his face. "Goldie—!" He sobs into your bunny plushie, you slap his ass making him sob even more. "So you can moan my name but not apologize?" You slap his ass again, and again, watching the way he squirms. "Please—" He gasps, "You want me to stop? Say sorry."

He whimpers, feeling himself get close again as you continue your sharp thrusts. "M—! Mso—" He moans loudly, eyes rolling back again, "Sorry!" He finally gets out, spilling on your sheets again.

You chuckle, slowly pulling out. "Aren't you happy I bought that tail?"

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a/n: idk what this! tbh!

[rubyreduji]

The Christmas Boyfriend — yjh

summary: when you tell your mom the little white lie that you have a boyfriend, you don’t expect it to evolve into bringing your friend with benefits home for christmas. what can go wrong?

tags: fluff, smut (minors dni), fwb, fake dating, college!au warnings: ok the smut is likes less than 2k words of this fic tbh, conversations about birth control, mention of unsafe sex, explicit sex, oral, fingering, praise, cum eating, creampies wc: 12.7k an: guys im not used to writing jeonghan so if his characterization is off im so sorry fdsak anyways writing this made me want to go ice skating :((

“Sweetie! I’m so excited for you to come home for Christmas!” Your mom calls over the phone.

“Yeah Mom, me too,” you say with half sincerity.

“Oh and make sure you bring that cute boyfriend with you too! I want to meet him, you’ve told me almost nothing about him!”

You pause. Boyfriend? Boyfriend.

Oh shit.

“Hey Mom?” It was the end of summer and you were about to go back to university.

“Yes sweetie?” Your mom was bustling around the kitchen getting ready for dinner.

“Do you think that I could go on birth control?” These worlds made your mother stop.

“Birth control? Why do you need to go on birth control? I know your cycle is normal, so who are you having sex with? Oh please don’t tell me you’re sleeping around,” your mom huffed exasperatedly.

“I’m not!” Technically you weren’t sleeping around. You were sleeping with one person, repeatedly. “I have a boyfriend Mom, and we use protection, but it would be nice to have an extra layer of protection.” It was…somewhat the truth. You tried to use protection but every once in a while you…didn’t. You’d taken a lot of Plan B lately.

“A boyfriend! Why didn’t you tell me? Tell me all about him!” The problem is…you didn’t have a boyfriend. You had a Jeonghan who periodically fucked you during the school year. You hadn’t seen him all summer but you knew that as soon as the school year started again you guys would start right back up.

“His name is Jeonghan, he’s studying business. We’ve been dating since the beginning of the year.”

“Oh tell me more! I want to know, please. I have to meet him immediately.”

And that’s how you spent the rest of the day making up half-lies about Jeonghan and convincing your mother to let you on birth control.

You honestly forgot you told your mom that lie, and now it’s coming back to bite you in the butt. You hadn’t brought him up to your mom since and now you either have to tell her you guys broke up or you have to convince Jeonghan to spend part of winter break with your family pretending to be your boyfriend. Knowing your mom, the latter will be easier.

“You told your mom WHAT?” You decide to tell Jeonghan after you guys finish having sex.

“I told her…that we’re dating.”

“Why?”

“You came inside me two minutes ago, you really wanna ask why? She would be so upset if she knew I was in a friends with benefits situation but if I tell her I have a boyfriend that I trust and care for, she’ll let me go on birth control.”

“Why did you have to ask her to go on birth control?” Jeonghan asks as you start to get dressed.

“I’m a college student Jeonghan, birth control isn’t free and if I ask my mom I can put it on her insurance. C’mon can you do this one thing for me? My mom is a great cook and it only has to be for a little bit, only one day really!”

“This really means that much to you?”

“Yes.” You’re practically making puppy dog eyes at him now.

“Well, you know, I just so happen to need somewhere to stay during winter break. So…I guess I’ll be staying with you and putting on the best show for your mom. You’re lucky I think you’re cute.”

You just grin at him.

“Sweetie! You’re home! Honey come here, our daughter is home!” Your mom runs out of the house to greet you, scooping you up into a hug. “Oh, oh, is this him?” She glances over your shoulder excitedly to where Jeonghan is standing behind you by the car.

“Mom, this is Jeonghan…my boyfriend.” You have to force the last bit out. 

“Oh he’s so handsome! It’s nice to finally meet you Jeonghan, I’m so happy you’re joining us for the holidays.”

“Thank you for allowing me to stay with you.” Jeonghan accepts your mom’s hug.

“Of course! You’ve been dating my daughter for almost a year now, anything you need we’ll be here.”

“Is that them?” A booming voice comes from the house. You look over to see your dad and brother standing on the porch.

“Honey, come meet Jeonghan! Look how handsome he is!”

You sigh, it’s already going to be a long four weeks.

“I’m…sorry about them,” you tell Jeonghan when you’re finally alone in your room, where your mother insisted Jeonghan stay with you. For someone who disapproves of casual sex, she sure does support ‘healthy love making between couples’. You don’t even want to think about her and your dad.

“I can’t say you didn’t warn me,” Jeonghan chuckles. “They all seem really nice though.”

“They’re…something,” you mutter. “I hope you don’t mind sharing a bed. Once again I’m really sorry about my mom.”

“It’s fine, I’m serious, stop stressing out. It’s not like we haven’t shared a bed before,” he jokes. 

You roll your eyes. “That reminds me. We have to lay down some ground rules.”

“Ground rules?” Jeonghan cocks an eyebrow curiously, and a bit skeptical. 

“Yes. I know it sounds silly and cliche, but really, we need to talk about it.”

“I don’t know what the big deal is. We just have to pretend to be a couple, that’s not hard. Hugging, kissing, all that gooey stuff.”

“What if my parents ask about our relationship? Are you sure you’re okay being coupley with me all the time? I-”

“Babe,” Jeonghan starts, “stop worrying. You make it seem like you have zero faith in me. Trust me, I can be the best fake-boyfriend you’ll ever need.” You scrunch your nose up at him calling you ‘babe’ in a non-sexual setting, but you guess you’ll have to get used to it.

“Still…if you even want to back out, just tell me and we can make up some excuse for you having to leave or-”

Jeonghan cuts you off once more, “Stop worrying. It’s the holiday season, let’s have fun! If your parents ask about our relationship just leave it to me.”

You stare at Jeonghan unsure, all too familiar with his antics. You can tell Jeonghan is about to counter your look when all of a sudden your door is flung open.

“Mom said dinner is ready!” Your brother announces.

You admit defeat on having this conversation with Jeonghan, leading him downstairs to where everyone is taking their place around the dinner table. The table feels just slightly cramped with the addition of the chair added for Jeonghan squeezed in next to yours. The top of dinner is quiet besides a few “could you pass the salt” or “this tastes great Mom” thrown in. It isn’t until your dad is going in for seconds when your mom speaks up.

“So, Jeonghan, tell me about yourself. Pumpkin has barely told us anything about you.” 

You internally groan at the childhood nickname your family still insists on using for you, and you hope it goes unnoticed by Jeonghan. Unfortunately, not much slips past him.

“Pumpkin?”

“A terrible nickname from when I was little,” you explain, slightly glaring at your mother.

“I think it’s cute.” You so desperately want to smack the smug look off Jeonghan’s face.

“It is cute,” your mom interjects. “It’s based on these adorable photos we took during her first fall. We did a photoshoot and put her in a pumpkin, it was just darling. Remind me later and I’ll pull out the photobooks.” Your mom winks at Jeonghan and you’re starting to realize just how big of a mistake this was. “Now, back to what I was saying. Tell me about yourself, Jeonghan.”

“Well there’s not much to say. I’m a business major, I enjoy sports and spending time with my friends.”

“He’s an amazing singer,” you jut in. You’re not sure why. Maybe it’s because Jeonghan is selling himself short. “He’s a part of the University’s choir. And he models for the fashion students.” You can see Jeonghan blush under your praise.

“Aw, that’s nice. And how did you two meet?”

“We met through a mutual friend, and then ended up having a class together the following semester. First time we met I thought she was the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. I’m just lucky she gave me the time of day.” Jeonghan makes a show of grabbing your hand in his, clasping them together on the table. Even though you know it’s for show, the display makes your stomach flip a bit.

You do take note that his story is true for the most part. At least the part about you two meeting and then sharing a class. You’re pretty sure the part about you being “the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen” is just fluff to appease your mom. It does the trick though, as your mom coos at Jeonghan’s words.

She continues to ask Jeonghan questions about himself and your relationship, and Jeonghan keeps delivering. He tells her stories about him attempting to flirt with you and you being too oblivious to realize. You roll your eyes the whole time, knowing what he’s actually talking about. The three weeks he spent continuously trying to hit on you before you finally agreed to go on a date with him. 

Speaking of the date, Jeonghan also tells that story. In real life what happened with Jeonghan invited you over to watch a movie, you both got a little tipsy, and ended up fucking right on his couch. Neither of you asked for a second date, but did start to booty call each other, so that’s something. The way Jeonghan tells it to your mom is a lot more…wholesome.

“We went out to see a movie, her choice of course.” Lie, Jeonghan forced you to watch The Notebook. “Then afterwards I didn’t want the date to end so we got dessert and went back to my apartment. We spent the whole night talking before she eventually fell asleep on my couch. It was adorable.”

“Oh stop,” you mutter, trying your best to sound playful.

“It’s true. The way your nose twitches when you’re dreaming and the little huffs you let out. How can I find that as anything but the cutest thing ever?” Jeonghan then leans in and presses a quick kiss to your warm cheeks.

You’re aware you do those things in your sleep, it’s something you’ve done ever since you were little, but you weren’t aware that Jeonghan knew about them. Everytime you sleep over at Jeonghan’s, or he spends the night at yours, he always complains in the morning about how you elbowed him in your sleep all night. 

“Oh you two are just so cute!” Your mom exclaims. She then turns to you, “How dare you keep him away from us for so long.”

Your brother is obviously doesn't care for the topic of conversation and excuses himself from the table. Your mom realizes that dinner is now officially over and she and your father start to clean up the table.

“Don’t go far, Jeonghan. I need to show you those baby pictures!”

“Noooo.” You tug on Jeonghan’s sleeve, like it might somehow convince him to go back upstairs with you, but of course not. Of course Jeonghan wants to see all of your baby photos.

You know this shouldn’t really bother you this much. Everyone has baby photos. The issue is you were an extremely unphotogenic baby. Your brother has maybe some of the cutest baby photos you’ve ever seen. Not you. You look like a gremlin, to the point your baby photos became a meme between you and your friends in high school.

Your mom makes a pot of coffee for all of you before she’s shuffling into the living room and pulling out the large fifty page photo album of you from newborn to age four. Jeonghan follows suit and you reluctantly take your place next to him on the couch. 

The first few pages aren’t bad. They’re all photos of you still in the hospital when you were first being held by your mom and dad, swaddled in a cute little pink blanket that you know your mom has stored somewhere up in the attic. 

The first bad photo doesn’t show up until a few pages in, after you were brought home. It’s a photo of you crying, your face all scrunched up in an ugly expression. You think it’s hideous but it’s one of your dad’s favorite baby photos of you. Jeonghan chuckles slightly and you shove him lightly.

Shortly after that the infamous pumpkin photo shows up. It’s you sitting in a pumpkin, a stupid, blank look on your face as you chew on the pumpkin. There’s a little orange beanie on your head that’s just a little too big for your head.

“Aww, look at that little pumpkin,” Jeonghan giggles.

“Shut up,” you grumble, glaring down at the picture.

Unfortunately for you, it only gets worse from there. There’s the photos from when you were two years old and constantly had messy hair and a stupid expression on your face. And then the photos of you at three when all you would do was pout at the camera. Then the photos from when you were four and somehow every photo was taken at just the wrong second.

Your mother and Jeonghan have a great time, cooing at each photo, your mother giving an anecdote every once in a while. It isn’t until near the end that Jeonghan finally looks over at you, on his other side. He smiles at the slight pout on your face.

“C’mon babe, stop pouting.” Jeonghan scoots closer to you, sliding his arm around your waist and pulling you into him. Even if it’s just for show, you can’t help but admit it is slightly comforting. Jeonghan then leans in and whispers to you. “You have nothing to be embarrassed about. You really are the cutest little baby. I mean that’s not a surprise, you’re still cute, aren’t you baby?”

Your face heats up at his words. You’re not sure why he’s laying it on so thick when you’re sure your mom can’t even hear him. You suddenly stand, trying to subtly get distance between you and your fake boyfriend.

“Well, it’s getting late and I’m tired after all of that traveling today. We’ll see you in the morning Mom.”

Jeonghan finally allows you to pull him back upstairs and into your room. You let out a deep sigh as soon as the door is closed and you move to start getting ready for bed.

“Are you okay?” Jeonghan asks you as he changes into his pajamas as well. “I didn’t make you uncomfortable or cross any boundaries did I?”

“No, no, you’re fine,” you assure him. “You’re just doing what any boyfriend would, so keep it up, actually.”

“Okay…” Jeonghan says, the skepticism in his voice. You don’t say anything else though and Jeonghan drops it, thankfully.

You both crawl into bed and you try not to think about how you can feel his body so close to yours. As you close your eyes you can’t help but think you’re not sure how you’re going to make it through the rest of the break.

“We’re going Christmas tree shopping today!” Your mom announces cheerfully when you and Jeonghan make your way downstairs for breakfast. 

“You guys haven’t gotten a tree yet?” You ask.

“We were waiting for you,” your mom explains. “So we could go as a family and then decorate it together.”

After breakfast your whole family piles into your dad’s car and you take off to the Christmas tree lot. There’s Christmas music playing on the radio as you drive and you can hear Jeonghan softly sing along.

You’ve always liked Jeonghan’s voice. You find his high, light voice angelic and you could listen to him sing all the time. You tune out the chatter of your parents in favor of listening to Jeonghan the whole ride there. A part of you is glad that only you can hear him, taking this as a moment for yourself. 

As soon as the car parks and you all climb out of the car, Jeonghan reaches over and grabs your hand in his. You look over at him to see him smiling at you and you smile back. There’s a bite in the air as you two walk through the trees and you appreciate the warmth of Jeonghan’s hand in yours.

“Oh, what a darling couple,” you hear an old couple whisper as they walk past you two. 

“Hear that? We look darling together, darling” Jeonghan jokes after they’re out of earshot. You roll your eyes but there’s a smile on your face as you playfully knock your elbow into Jeonghan’s side.

You and Jeonghan continue to walk around, looking at trees, until your father finds you two to tell you that your bother found the perfect tree. Your brother is bouncing around when you three make your way to the tree and he looks at you and Jeonghan proudly.

“Good choice, little man,” you tell him.

“Yeah, looks like a great tree,” Jeonghan agrees, which makes your brother smile even more.

Your family is standing in line to pay for the tree when your mom gasps. You look over at her to see her giddy face as she points up. You glance up to see the sprig of mistletoe places directly over you and Jeonghan’s heads.

“Well look at that,” Jeonghan says amused. “It looks like we have to kiss. By the laws of Christmas of course.”

“By the laws of Christmas?”

“Of course. I don’t want to end up on Santa’s naughty list,” Jeonghan teases you. You shake your head, smiling.

“If you say so.” You lean in and press a kiss to Jeonghan’s lips.

You’ve never actually kissed him outside of having sex, but it comes surprisingly natural to you. Jeonghan wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you in closer for just a moment, before pulling away. The tip of his nose and ears are pink and there’s a slight twinkle in his eye and he grins at you.

“You have cooties now,” your little brother announces from beside you and you and Jeonghan both burst out laughing. 

On the ride back home, your whole family sings along to the radio, and your mother compliments Jeonghan’s voice, which makes him flustered.

After you get back home, your dad and Jeonghan struggle to get the tree to fit through the door as you and your mom snicker at them. After they finally get it into the living room, you, Jeonghan, and your brother get to work decorating it. When your brother asks why your parents aren’t helping, your dad says he did all the work by paying for it.

The three of you (mostly you and Jeonghan) spend way too much time untangling lights before you string them up, finally allowing you to get to the good part. Your family’s ornaments are stored in a large plastic tub and you get to work digging through them. You’re not sure how many your family owns, but you’re sure it’s enough to cover three trees in whole. The tub isn’t organized in any way and you do your best to pick and choose which ones you think will make the best decorations.

Jeonghan kneels down beside you and starts to look through the tub as well.

“These ornaments are cute,” Jeonghan comments as he picks up a small stuffed animal snowman with a loop attached to it. He reaches over to place it on the tree.

“Yeah, it’s a part of my grandparents’ gift to us every year. An ornament for both of us.” You pick up a decoration with a family picture on it and you hang it up.

“You were so small in that one,” Jeonghan says, referencing the picture you just added to the tree.

You glance over the photo. You’re maybe five or six, way before your brother was born. You’re squished between your parents on a bench with Christmas lights behind you. You’re bundled up in a puffy winter jacket and a hat is squashed into your head. It’s a sweet photo.

“You know, this is all quite unfair,” you tell him. “You’re going to have to show me your childhood photos at some point now.”

“Now I don’t know if that was part of the deal.”

“Well we might just have to make it so. I’d love to see tiny little Hannie.”

“Maybe I could strike up a deal…”

You’re about to make a comment on Jeonghan’s sneaky ways, when you feel a tap on your leg. You look down to see your brother standing next to you with a sled shaped ornament in his hand.

“I need help putting this on the tree.”

“I got you buddy.” Jeonghan moves over to pick your brother up, lifting him up so your brother can place the ornament on the tree.

The moment is oddly sweet and when Jeonghan lets him down, he gives your brother a high five after. Jeonghan walks back over to the tub before picking up an ornament. After closer inspection you realize that it’s the ornament shaped like a little bunny with a fluffy cotton tail and a pink scarf. You quickly lunge forward and snatch it out of his hands.

“Aish!”

“Sorry!” You exclaim, holding onto the ornament. “But you can’t place this on the tree.”

“Why not?”

“Because…,” you hesitate, suddenly embarrassed. 

“That’s her favorite, she has to place it on the tree every year. In its special spot,” you mom answers as she walks into the room, carrying a tray of cookies. 

Jeonghan just chuckles before leaning in to wrap his arms around your waist and kissing your cheek. You flush, trying not to think too much of it. It’s just because your mom is standing in the room. “That’s so cute. In its ‘special spot’?”

“Yes,” you mumble. You move out of Jeonghan’s grip to lift the ornament and place it at the top of the tree, right under where the star sits. The idea is more embarrassing now that Jeonghan is staring at you, the smug little grin on his face, but you can’t ignore tradition just because you know he’s going to make fun of you later.

“Are there any more special ornaments I should know about, darling?” Jeonghan asks and you smack him lightly, both for the comment and the teasing nickname he’s picked up.

“No. Decorate at your free will.”

Your brother is now more interested in the cookies your mom brought in, leaving you and Jeonghan to finish the tree off. It’s weighted down by all of the ornaments you’ve hung on it by the end. You reach down into the box to grab the tree topper.

“All that’s left is the star,” you announce.

“Jeonghan should put it on,” your mom suggests and you hold it out to him.

“Oh no, I couldn’t.”

“We insist,” your mom tells him. 

“C’mon Han, just do it, make her happy.” You nudge him a bit and Jeonghan finally takes it before reaching up on his tiptoes to place the star on top. You and your mom cheer and you can see the small smile on Jeonghan’s face.

With the finishing touch on the tree, you’re able to step back and look at your masterpiece.

“I think we did a pretty good job,” you say.

“I think we did the best job, and I should know. I’m a tree decorating veteran.” Jeonghan wraps an arm around your waist. You glance up at him, only to be surprised by him pecking you on the lips. You don’t even have time to react, the kiss smooth like you two do it all the time.

Jeonghan doesn’t bat an eye, turning back to stare at the tree. You feel your stomach flutter.

So here’s the thing. It’s not like you wouldn’t date Jeonghan, he’s a great guy, a close friend, but you two just never evolved into that part of your relationship. The issue when you’re hooking up with someone is that it’s intimate. You’ve spent the night at each other’s apartments, you share the same friends, you have strangely deep pillow talk with one another. It’s all under the same impression that you’re just friends with benefits, but now you’re here, in your childhood home, pretending to be a couple. The circumstances are completely different and now you don’t know how to feel.

All you know is that Jeonghan keeps kissing you with no sexual undertones under it, and maybe you like it a little too much.

When you wake up the next morning, Jeonghan is already awake on his phone. He looks over at you and snickers before turning his phone towards you. On his screen is a photo of you asleep, your mouth wide open and a bit of drool running down your cheek.

“Delete that!” You shout, suddenly wide awake. Jeonghan giggles as he stands up and runs out of the room. You chase after him, yelling at him, until you two make it to the kitchen.

“Well! You two are lively this morning,” your mom comments. She’s standing at the stove cooking breakfast with a fond grin on her face.

“Good morning!” Jeonghan says, a smug smile on his face as he slips his phone into his pocket. “That smells great. Do you need any help?” Jeonghan gestures to the plates sitting on the counter, waiting to be put out.

“Oh honey, no, no, you go sit. You’re a guest.” 

“Are you sure?” Jeonghan asks and your mom nods.

“Of course. Pumpkin, you can help me.”

Jeonghan moves to the dining table while your mom moves closer to you, a giddy look on her face, as she hands you the plates. 

“Pumpkin, you’ve really found yourself a keeper,” she whispers to you. “Jeonghan is such a sweet young man.”

“Uh, yeah mom, thanks,” you mutter.

It’s not like you don’t know Jeonghan’s a great guy, but the truth is you two aren’t dating. It’s not like you can tell your mom that, but you don’t know how long you’ll be able to keep up the lie after you two leave after break. It was easy when he was just a random name you threw out, but now your mom has actually met him, and he’s doing a little too well at charming her.

And maybe you too. It’s only been two days of pretending to fake date Jeonghan and somehow you’re already questioning your whole relationship with him. You don’t know if your heart will take fake dating him for any longer than you have to.

You and your mom head towards the table where Jeonghan sits next to your brother, looking invested in whatever your brother is talking about. You take your seat on the other side of Jeonghan as your mother sits across from you.

“So, any plans you two have for today?”

“Uhm, not at the moment,” you reply.

“You two should go ice skating! A new place opened downtown. I’m sure all the cute young couples are going there.”

You perk up at the idea. Ice skating has always been a fun winter tradition for you and now you have a reason to go. Right as the sun is starting to set, you and Jeonghan take off downtown. The city is dressed up in lights and it excites the child inside of you.

“Isn’t it pretty?” You ask Jeonghan as you walk down the street.

“Isn't what pretty?”

“The lights. Look at them. It really gets me in the Christmas mood,” you say. 

“Oh, yeah. They do look nice. Oh, there’s the skating rink.”

The rink is large and already filled with several people from other couples to families to people just skating solo. There are lights surrounding the rink and you can hear Christmas music playing out of speakers nearby.

You and Jeonghan go and rent your skates before putting them on and heading towards the ice. You slide onto the rink first and then wait for Jeonghan to follow. You watch as he steps out on the ice and moves to push himself forward, only to fall directly on his ass.

You stifle a laugh before reaching down to help him up. As soon as he’s back up Jeonghan moves over to hold onto the wall.

“Is this a bad time to tell you that I’m not very good at ice skating.”

You actually allow yourself to laugh out loud this time. “Why did you agree to come?”

“I don’t know, your mom seemed so excited about it and so did you.”

You smile before skating up to Jeonghan’s side. “That’s sweet of you Han, but we don’t have to continue if you don’t want to. We can just walk around downtown and look at the lights.”

“No, I want to do this,” Jeonghan states, determined.

“Okay, okay. At least let me help you out.” You move your hand to grasp Jeonghan’s and you start to move. Jeonghan gently lets go of the wall to follow you, his grip on your hand tight.

You skate effortlessly, trying not to giggle as Jeonghan does his best not to fall and pull you down with him. You’re skating much slower than you’re used to as Jeonghan clings to your arm.

“How are you so good at this,” Jeonghan whines as you two stop to take a break.

“Ice skating is a family tradition for me. Don’t worry, you look cute.” You reach up to straighten the fluffy hat on his head.

The moment feels oddly intimate, which is an interesting feeling considering you two have seen each other naked. It almost feels like you two are an actual couple, out on a cute Christmas-y date.

If you’re being honest, Christmas has always been your favorite holiday. You love the whole season and the feeling of family and joy and love. When you were little you always dreamed of having a great Christmas romance, and now you have it, it’s just…fake.

You look at Jeonghan to see the soft pink dusting his face and ears and you wonder if it’s because of the cold or if he’s thinking the same thing you are.

“Aww, you two are so cute.” The moment is broken and you look to the side to see an older couple skating up to you two. “Would you like us to take your photo?”

“Oh, um, sure!” You reply, pulling your phone out to hand to them. Your mom did tell you to take lots of photos.

You skate back over to Jeonghan and position yourself next to him, wrapping your arms around his waist as he wraps an arm around your shoulders. You two lean into each other, smiling at the camera. After that photo is taken you lean in to press a kiss to Jeonghan’s cheek.

The couple then returns your phone and bids you a goodbye. You flip through the photos and Jeonghan peeks over your shoulder at them.

“You should send those to me.”

You look at him curiously. In all the time you’ve known Jeonghan, you’ve never known him to care much about having photos of you two together, even as just friends, but you shoot them over to his number anyway. You then grab his hand again and continue to skate.

Even with Jeonghan’s poor skating skills, you two still have fun. The Christmas music sets the mood as you two skate around the rink and you can hear Jeonghan humming along as you skate. The moment is nice.

You two skate for about an hour before Jeonghan’s feet start to hurt and you two decide to put the skates up and pop into a nearby cafe to grab some hot chocolate before exploring downtown more. There is a tree put in the center of the plaza and you and Jeonghan take a few more photos to show your mom.

In the midst of hooking up with Jeonghan, sometimes it’s hard to remember you two are friends as well. You’re a bit glad for this whole fake dating thing, because it gives you a chance to hang out with Jeonghan in a non-sexual manner. It reminds you of how much you like Jeonghan as just a person and how you enjoy spending time with him. It’s really nice.

It’s late into the night when you two finally head back to your house. The lights are already all off and you and Jeonghan creep up to your room quietly, as to not wake up anyone else. You two quietly change into your pajamas before crawling into your bed.

There’s a slight chill in the room and you slide over to Jeonghan to try and get warmer. He accepts you into his arms and you two lay there in silence for a moment before he begins to speak.

“You know, I wasn’t sure about this at first, but I’ve been having a lot of fun. Your family’s great.”

“Yeah…they are. Thanks for doing this for me by the way.”

“I mean, it benefits me too, right,” Jeonghan chuckles.

Right. The reason you’re doing this in the first place: the birth control.

It’s weird to think about now that you’re here. Jeonghan has seemed to blend into your family so well, you nearly forgot the reason this started to begin with.

“Hey, are you okay?” Jeonghan asks.

“What? Oh yeah. I’m just…tired. I think I should try to sleep.”

“Yeah, okay…goodnight.”

When you wake up, Jeonghan is still asleep next to you, and you glance at the clock to see it’s strangely early. It’s then that you hear the tapping on your door and you stand up to crack it open. Your mom is standing on the other side of the door with a paper in her hand.

“Sweetie, sorry to wake you up, but I need you to do me a favor today.”

“What is it Mom? Is everything okay?”

“Oh yes, nothing wrong, but I need you to go out and buy these things for me.” She passes you the list and you scan over it before shooting your mom a look.

“You haven’t gotten the presents yet?” You hiss. “Christmas is in like four days!”

“I know! Me and your father haven’t had time to go with your brother around. Please? Here’s my card.” She passes you her credit card. “You can pick up some gifts for yourself as well. Bring Jeonghan along, get lunch, make a day out of it. Please, Pumpkin?”

“Yeah, sure, Mom. I’ll get it all.”

“Thank you!” Your mom hugs you quickly before leaving. You sigh, staring down at the list. There’s quite a few things on it. The closer you look at it you realize there’s also gifts for your extended family and your father on it. You huff, you have your work cut out for you. At least your mom has marked what store you can find each item.

You walk over to the bed and shake Jeonghan until he wakes up.

“Wha’?”

“Come up, get up. We have a long day of shopping ahead of us and I want to beat the crowds.”

Jeonghan grumbles a bit more but rolls out of bed. You two get dressed before climbing into your car and heading towards the store. You stop at a coffee shop to get both of you take out cups and head to the first store.

Your brother’s Christmas list is mainly toys, which you guess you can expect from a five year old. The toy store is already bustling with people and you grab a cart and Jeonghan’s hand so you don’t lose each other. You make your way through the aisles, doing your best to find everything on the list.

“What about this one?” Jeonghan asks, holding up a green race car. You frown.

“No. He doesn’t like that shade of green, and he already owns three green cars. He wants a purple one…aha! Here it is.” You grab the one on the back of the rack before throwing it into the cart. “Okay. I think there’s toy dinosaurs a few aisles down, and then we should have everything here.”

You two continue through the store before you find the aisle full of different dinosaur themed toys. You pick up a book for you to gift your little brother yourself and then look over the toys.

“He already owns a t-rex, a stegosaurus, and a triceratops,” you mutter more to yourself than Jeonghan. You glance through the toys before landing on a dinosaur with a long neck. “Brachiosaurus, perfect.”

You place this in the cart as well and then turn to Jeonghan, who is smiling at you. “You’re a good big sister, you know that?”

“I’m just doing what my mom asked me,” you tell him as you push the cart towards the check out.

“No I mean, you pay attention to him. You know what toys he already owns and what colors he likes. It’s sweet.”

You brush Jeonghan off again, but the words cause a warm feeling to bloom in your stomach. You two stand in the check out line for what feels like forever before you’re able to leave. As you two are walking to the car you look over at Jeonghan and realize he deserves something for Christmas as well. He’s spending the whole break with you and your family, it’s the least you can do.

“Oh shit, I forgot something. Here, take the car keys, I’ll be back in a flash, I promise.” You hand him the keys before running back into the store before Jeonghan can protest.

You weave through the people before making it to the Lego aisle. You’ve seen all of the models inside his apartment, and you figure this will be a good gift for him. You search through the different kits to find the best one, before settling on the electric guitar set. You’ve seen him play the bass a couple of times, and you hope Jeonghan will still appreciate the thought.

The line is a bit shorter this time and you make sure the box is well hidden in the bag before making your way back to the car. You store the bag in the back before slipping into the driver’s seat.

“You got everything you need?” Jeonghan asks and you smile and nod.

“Yep! On to the next place.” 

The next store is less exciting than being in a toy store and it seems to be even busier. You and Jeonghan hold hands once more as you walk through the store. His humming to the Christmas music on the speakers calms you a bit, and you allow yourself to enjoy the Christmas spirit more.

You and Jeonghan make it through the store, and another one before you decide it’s time for a lunch break. You two find a cute Italian place to sit down and rest your feet. You’re waiting for your food to arrive when your phone dings and you see an Instagram notification. You open your phone to see Jeonghan has tagged you in a post.

The first photo is the two of you at the skating rink, your arms wrapped around each other. There are a few more photos. A photo of you holding your hot chocolate while looking at the lights. The selfie you two took in front of the tree in the plaza. The final photo is a photo of you putting an ornament on your own tree at home. The post is captioned Christmas 🎄🎁☕.

“Our friends are going to think we’re crazy,” you tell Jeonghan. In theory, your friends know you and Jeonghan are sleeping together, but you’ve never explicitly said it, and they most definitely don’t know that Jeonghan is spending Christmas at your house.

“So? Let them. Those are cute photos.” You can’t argue with that and you drop a like and repost it to your story.

When you finish up lunch there’s one more store you two have to hit. There are only a few odd and end items left and you can’t wait to get home. You and Jeonghan are looking at sweaters when you feel someone bump into you and you lurch forward a bit.

“Watch it,” the man growls.

“Hey!” Jeonghan shouts, wrapping an arm around your waist to steady you.

“What?” The man turns back around.

“You bumped into my girlfriend.” Despite this not being the moment to get flustered, hearing Jeonghan call you his girlfriend even without your family around sends butterflies into your tummy.

The man and Jeonghan have a stare down for a moment before the man huffs out a pathetic “sorry” before walking off. 

“Thanks Han,” you say before you place a soft kiss on his cheek.

“Well, some people just belong on the naughty-list,” he says, which makes you chuckle.

By late afternoon you two finally finish shopping and you get a text from your mom that tells you she’s taken your little brother to the grocery store so you and Jeonghan have time to get the gifts in the house without him seeing. You and Jeonghan quickly bring everything to your room before closing the door. You make sure to slip the present for Jeonghan under your bed before he notices and you then turn to him.

“Want to help me wrap these presents?”

“Of course.”

You and Jeonghan sit on the floor of your room, where Jeonghan soon finds out you’re awful at wrapping gifts.

“It’s so easy. It’s just folds and tape,” Jeonghan says as he places a piece of tape on the most perfectly wrapped present you’ve ever seen.

“Oh shush. I usually use gift bags okay? And now I have you, so you can wrap all of the presents from Santa, and I can do the rest,” you declare as you scribble a To: Mom onto the present you finished wrapping.

“Fine, but only because you’re the worst gift wrapping elf I’ve ever seen.”

Though you know it’s meant as an insult, you can’t help but smile at the cuteness of his sentence. You’re also just happy you don’t have to wrap more gifts than necessary.

It’s late when you wake up the next morning, due to the fact you went to bed late last night. You and Jeonghan stayed up to finish wrapping presents and then you two got onto talking about family Christmas tradition and before you knew it, it was two am. 

The bed is chilly and when you sit up to look, the other side of the bed is empty. You wrap a blanket around you and head downstairs to see Jeonghan and your mom sitting at the table talking. When you look out the window it’s a world of white and you start to feel giddy.

“It snowed!” You exclaim. “Hannie, we have to go play in it!”

You know it’s childish, but you can’t help it. You quickly get dressed and put on your winter coat and gloves before heading outside. A few minutes later, Jeonghan exits the house as well, your brother in tow. You search through your garage before you find your sleds and the three of you take a short walk to the park down the street. There’s a big hill next to it and you all take turns riding down it.

“C’mon, ride down together with me.” Jeonghan pats the space in between his legs on the sled and you climb on.

Jeonghan pushes off and then wraps his arms around your waist as you two go speeding down the hill. You can feel the snow fly back into your face and your sled goes tilting before you and Jeonghan are completely thrown off. You two land in a heap together and you both start giggling. You roll over in the snow and start to make a snow angel and Jeonghan does the same.

When you stand up and assess your work, you pull out your phone to snap a photo of the two angels next to each other. You’re just putting your phone away when you feel something cold and hard pelt you in the leg. You look over to see Jeonghan with a mischievous grin on his face, already aiming his next snow ball.

You quickly bend down to grab snow and form your own ammo, while also trying to dodge the onslaught of Jeonghan’s. You two go back and forth, throwing snow at each other, before Jeonghan finally ambushes you and grabs you by the waist and tackles you down into the snow.

You two are breathing heavily as Jeonghan hovers over you. There’s a twinkle in his eye and snow in his hair and you think that this might be the prettiest you’ve ever seen Jeonghan. You’re not sure what comes over you, but you reach up and grab him by the collar of his jacket, pulling him down to connect your lips to his.

Jeonghan melts into you, kissing you back. You two lay there in the snow, kissing, until you hear commotion next to you.

“Ewww.” You both pull apart to see your little brother standing over you two. You and Jeonghan both blush and Jeonghan climbs off of you before helping you up. “I’m getting cold, can we go back home now?”

Neither you nor Jeonghan make eye contact as you grab the sleds. Jeonghan gives your brother a piggyback on the way home when you get inside your brother pulls Jeonghan off to go play video games together. You’re grateful for the break, still a bit flustered from your intense kiss earlier.

You’re luckily able to ignore the boy for the most part for the rest of the day, until it’s time to go to bed. You and Jeonghan shuffle around each other awkwardly until you decide to finally bite the bullet.

“Hey, about the kiss earlier, I’m sorry. I-”

“No, it’s okay!” Jeonghan cuts you off. “Don’t worry I uh…I liked it.”

“O-oh, okay,” you mumble.

Neither of you say anything else as you two climb into bed. You’re not sure if you should move closer to Jeonghan until he reaches over to tug you towards him. You slot yourself into his arms, and you hope he can’t feel your heart beating a million beats per second.

You’re glad you didn’t make anything weird with Jeonghan, but now you’re afraid you may have made things a lot more complicated for yourself.

“You two are on cookie duty,” your mom tells you and Jeonghan as she bustles around the kitchen. She’s been stressed since you two woke up. You suppose that’s fair when it’s Christmas Eve, and it gives you a good reason to not think about you and Jeonghan.

“Can I help? I want to make cookies for Santa!” Your little brother exclaims.

“If you want to, buddy,” you tell him.

“Yay!”

“There’s a recipe book in the cupboard, and I should have picked up all of the ingredients the other day,” your mother continues.

“We’ve got it Mom, no stressing, okay?”

“Okay. Thank you Pumpkin.” Your mom kisses your cheek before running off to finish errands.

You clap your hands together. “Let’s get to baking.”

There’s several cookies your mom has requested you to make and you get to work on the dough for the chocolate chip cookies, while Jeonghan works on the sugar cookies. The chocolate chip cookies are fairly easy and you’re able to pop them into the oven while Jeonghan and your brother are cutting out shapes into the sugar cookies.

“This one is shaped as a snowflake,” your brother explains to Jeonghan as he stamps the dough.

“Ah, I see,” Jeonghan says and you grin. You work around them as you grab the flour to start making gingerbread.

Right as you’re walking past Jeonghan, he spins around, running into you and getting a cloud of flour all over both of you. You can hear your little brother giggling as Jeonghan huffs a laugh.

“You know, darling, this is pretty cliche,” Jeonghan says, still grinning.

“It would only be cliche if I smear frosting on the tip of your nose,” you tell him, continuing to walk past. “But, don’t count that out yet.” 

By the afternoon the house is warm and filled with the sweet scent of baked goods. The cookies are cooled and all three of you have already sneaked one or two for yourselves as you sit down to decorate. Your brother has been given the task of frosting the sugar cookies for Santa, while you and Jeonghan get to work building a gingerbread house.

“Look, not to brag, but I’ve come in second place every year for my family’s gingerbread house contest.”

“Second place? Why not first?” You snicker.

“Because my cousin is an architect, okay. It’s called an unfair advantage.”

You giggle once more. “If you say so, Hannie. Here, you can make the shingles with these.”

The two of you work in harmony, decorating the little house with all of the candy. When the house is finished you two move onto making the little gingerbread man.

“Look at little Hannie,” Jeonghan says, holding up the gingerbread man he just made. It’s decorated to look like Jeonghan, even done with his signature smirk.

“Very cute,” you tell him. “But your hair isn’t that long anymore.” You reach over and swipe some of the icing used to make his hair off of the cookie before reaching up to smear it on Jeonghan’s nose.

“Oh I see,” Jeonghan hums, doing his best to keep the grin off his face.

“I told you, don’t count it out yet.”

Before you can even stop him, Jeonghan is dipping into the bowl of frosting and swiping a streak over your cheek. You squeal as Jeonghan grins proudly. 

“There, now we’re even.” You fake pout at Jeonghan slightly and he playfully rolls his eyes before leaning in and kissing your cheek, right over the icing. When he pulls away, he’s licking his lips. “I’m sorry, but revenge just tastes so sweet, darling.”

It’s your turn to playfully roll your eyes now, not at all upset with Jeonghan’s antics.

You finish up your gingerbread self as well and place it next to Jeonghan’s in front of the house. Jeonghan pushes his towards yours even more, so their hands touch. “Look, they’re now holding hands.” 

“You’re so stupid,” you tell him, but you’re smiling.

“You like that I’m stupid,” Jeonghan teases.

“Maybe…but only a little bit,” you say, but it’s enough to make Jeonghan grin from ear to ear.

It's a Christmas tradition in your house to spend Christmas Eve watching everyone’s favorite Christmas movies, and this year your brother is actually able to make a suggestion. 

“Jeonghan, sweetie, you get to suggest a movie as well,” your mother tells him as she readies the hot chocolate.

“Really? I wouldn’t want to impose?”

“You should know by now you’re not imposing, and if anything, it’s Christmas Eve, you deserve to have some cheer as well. It will be nice to have something new in the lineup of movies.”

Your mom starts to pour the hot chocolate into mugs before sliding the reindeer shaped mug towards your brother. It’s his favorite cup to use, even when it’s not the Christmas season, though it was originally gifted to you.

“No Mom, let Jeonghan have it.” Your brother declares as he pushes the mug towards Jeonghan.

“For me? Thank you!”

You lean in towards Jeonghan. “He must really like you. He doesn’t even let me use that mug, and it belongs to me.”

After the hot chocolate and cookies have been passed out to everyone (and your brother has set some out for Santa), you all move into the living room. Your parents sit in their chairs and your little brother places himself on the floor right in front of the TV. You and Jeonghan move over to the couch where you naturally slot yourself into his arms, you two cuddling up together as you throw a blanket over your laps.

The first movie of the night is your brother’s choice, Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. It’s a classic and you can’t be mad at the choice. The whole time Jeonghan keeps making jokes only loud enough for you to hear and you keep giggling, causing your brother to glare at you, causing you to elbow Jeonghan in his side.

“You better not distract me when we’re watching my movie,” you warn Jeonghan.

Jeonghan throws his hands up in fake surrender. “Oh darling I wouldn’t dare.”

Your favorite Christmas movie is A Charlie Brown Christmas and you make your family watch it every year. For you, it never gets old, and you watch it with what can only be described as stars in your eyes. You know Jeonghan finds it amusing, but you can’t help your love for all things Peanuts and something about that silly little Christmas tree brings you joy.

Instead of your parents choosing a movie, Jeonghan gets to choose this year, and you’re thankful you don’t have to watch your dad’s choice, A Christmas Story. Instead Jeonghan chooses the Jim Carey version of The Grinch, which makes you grin wide.

“That’s my second favorite Christmas movie. Did you know that?”

“Nope, I guess we just have great taste, darling.”

“Of course we do. I mean, we’re dating each other,” you flirt and you watch Jeonghan duck his head in embarrassment.

Jeonghan shifts his position so you’re sitting in between his legs, leaning back against him. His arms wrap around your waist as he rests his head on your shoulder. It’s cozy and your heart feels full at the moment.

You know none of it is real, that it’s all fake for something as trivial as birth control, but right now, you so desperately want it to be real. Enough that you’ll let yourself believe it is, even if it’s just for a moment.

It’s late when the movie is finished and your brother is doing his best to keep his eyes open.

“Hey little man, if you don’t go to bed soon, Santa won’t come,” you tell him as you pick him up in your arms.

“B-but Santa has to come,” he mutters in a sleepy voice.

“Well then let us put you to bed.” You carry your brother to his bedroom, Jeonghan following you behind.

“What if I can’t sleep? Is Santa still going to come?”

“I’m sure you’ll be able to sleep, buddy. Do you want us to read you a story?”

“Please?”

“Hey Han, there’s a copy of The Night Before Christmas in my room, could you go grab it?” You ask Jeonghan and he nods. He comes back a few minutes later, holding the book. He settles next to you on the bed and you hold the book open for your little brother to see.

You and Jeonghan take turns narrating the book until your little brother’s eyes droop down and he’s fast asleep. You and Jeonghan quietly sneak out of the room and slip into yours. Due to the presents being hidden in your room, it’s your turn to play Santa.

You and Jeonghan carry the presents to the living room before placing them under the tree. It looks picture perfect when you two are done. You and Jeonghan move over to the plate of cookies set out before both grabbing one and tapping them together.

“Cheers,” Jeonghan says.

“Cheers, to our success at playing Santa.” You both bite into your cookies, making sure to leave crumbs on the plate for your brother to see in the morning. You split the glass of milk, leaving a few drops at the bottom.

“Look.” Jeonghan points up and you catch sight of the spring of mistletoe. Your family has never been ones to do mistletoe and you wonder if your mom put it up this year just because she knew Jeonghan was going to be with you.

You’re surprised you didn’t see it earlier, but to be fair you haven’t been home much the past few days, and even when you have you haven’t been near the fireplace. 

Right then the clock in your house strikes midnight, and you lean in to kiss Jeonghan. He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you into him, as you cup his face. You two kiss for what you’re sure is much longer than it needs to be before pulling away.

“Merry Christmas, Jeonghan.”

“Merry Christmas, darling.” 

“Santa! Santa, Santa, Santa! Santa was here!” You wake up to screaming and you barely have time to process what is happening when your bedroom door is flung open and there’s a tiny body attacking you and Jeonghan.

“Yeah, buddy, we know,” you mumble as Jeonghan yawns loudly. “We’ll be there in a second.”

“You better be.” With that your brother leaves and you and Jeonghan decide it’ll be best if you two make your way into the living room.

Your parents are both already in the living room, both of them looking tired as well. Your brother is eagerly sitting in front of the tree, inspecting each present as he waits for you and Jeonghan to shuffle over to the couch. Jeonghan sits down and you practically sit on his lap with how close you get to him, cuddling into his side, wishing you were still asleep.

“Merry Christmas! Say hi to the camera,” your dad says as he holds his phone up to record your little brother.

“Hi!” He says while waving enthusiastically. “Merry Christmas! Can I open my presents now?”

Your mom chuckles before telling him to do so.

You watch with half interest as your brother opens his presents, doing your best to wake up. Jeonghan is warm against you, though, and it makes you more sleepy. It isn’t until your brother is almost done opening his presents from Santa that you’re awake.

As soon as your dad has picked up all of the wrapping paper, you move towards the tree to open your own presents. It’s nothing much, as you really only asked for clothes and a few other things for your apartment. The life of a college student.

When you’ve thanked your parents for your presents you hand them their presents from you. You’re satisfied at the giddy your little brother has for the dinosaur book you got him and he gives you a giant hug.

“Pumpkin, what’s that present left under the tree?” Your mom points at the final present under the tree.

“It’s my present for Jeonghan,” you say as you pick it up and hand it to the boy.

“You got me something?” Jeonghan asks you, a bit of awe in his face.

“Of course.” You sit down next to him and press a kiss to his cheek. “I hope you like it.”

Jeonghan rips the wrapping paper off to reveal the Lego set underneath, and Jeonghan gasps. There’s an excited grin on his face as he looks between the box and you.

“You got me this?”

“Yeah, I noticed the sets in your room and thought you’d like this. I know you play the bass but-”

Jeonghan cuts you off by lunging forward and kissing you. You melt into him, reciprocating the kiss. When you pull back, there’s a twinkle in his eye. “Thank you, it’s perfect.”

“Oh, let me take a photo!” Your mom exclaims. “Go stand in front of the tree.”

You know there’s not fighting your mom and you pull Jeonghan over. You press your sides together, smiling at the camera. Your brother wants on as well so you two pick him up and hold him between you two.

“Aww, my babies, you guys look so cute! Okay, now who wants breakfast?”

You’re standing on your back porch, watching the snow fall, when you hear steps approaching. When you turn around you’re not surprised to see Jeonghan approaching you.

“You know, you didn’t have to get me anything for Christmas. Let alone a Lego set.”

You shrug. “I wanted to. You’re doing this for me, and I wanted to give you something to show my appreciation.”

“Well thank you. It means a lot to me.” Jeonghan moves closer to you and wraps his arms around you. You accept his hug, snuggling into his arms. “I’m sorry I didn’t have anything for you.”

“It’s okay. I didn’t expect you to. You just being here is enough.”

Jeonghan pulls away from you slightly, so he can look you in the eyes. You can see him struggling to say what he wants to, before he eventually just spits it out. “There’s something I need to tell you.”

You furrow your eyebrows. “Is everything okay?”

“I…I’ve really enjoyed the past week, and it’s made me realize I need to be honest with you. I really like you, and I have since we first met. We had that first date which ended in us having sex, and when you never brought up a second date I kind of figured you just wanted to keep it on a physical level. I didn’t mind, but I guess I always kind of wanted it to be more,” Jeonghan admits. “And being here, and spending all this time together and not having sex, it kind of made me realize just how much I like you.” 

You can feel your heart beating in your chest as Jeonghan speaks. He likes you. Yoon Jeonghan likes you, and has had a crush on you since you first met. The notion makes your stomach erupt in butterflies.

You stare at him, his cheeks slightly pink from the cold and white snowflakes dotting his black hair. He looks like an angel.

“I understand if you don’t like me back, but I needed to tell you that. I’m not sure what this means for us but-”

It’s now your turn to cut Jeonghan off with a kiss. Your hold on him tightens as you pull him into you and Jeonghan eagerly accepts. He moves his hands to cup the back of your neck, holding you gently as he deepens the kiss. You’re both a little breathless when you pull apart and Jeonghan has a giant smile on his face.

“I like you too. A lot. And being here made me realize I want this to be real, if you do too.”

“Yes. I would love that.”

“Well then, I hate to inform you that I don’t think we can be fake dating anymore, as I have a very real boyfriend.”

“Is that so?”

“Oh yes. And he’s very handsome and talented and a very good kisser.”

“Well it’s a good thing I also have a very real girlfriend, who is also a very good kisser.” Jeonghan’s face gets closer to yours as he talks before he leans in fully at the end, kissing you once more.

“Your father and I are going to go look at Christmas lights with your brother. Would you two like to join?” You mom pokes her head into your bedroom where you and Jeonghan are cuddled up on your bed, watching a movie.

You've been spending the day just enjoying each other's presence. You've also been answering sporadic texts from your friends, asking about you and Jeonghan after your Instagram post earlier.

You posted the photo of you kissing his cheek in the ice rink, the photos your mom took this morning, and a photo of your gingerbread men holding hands, captioned My favorite present this year ♡. Your friends have been hounding you about it since.

You glance at Jeonghan and down at your laptop before turning to your mom.

“I think we’ll just stay here,” you tell her.

She just smiles at you two. “Okay, have fun. We’ll probably be gone for a few hours.” Neither you nor Jeonghan miss the wink she sends you two.

You can hear the garage door open and close as your family leaves and you and Jeonghan both glance at each other. You’re not quite sure what the rules are on how long you should wait to have sex after becoming a couple, but then again, it’s not like you and Jeonghan haven’t fucked before.

“Do you want to-”

“You know just because we-”

You both stop talking when you realize the other one is. You gesture for Jeonghan to continue.

“Just because we’re now officially dating, doesn’t mean we can’t still have sex,” Jeonghan says. “Unless you want to wait.”

“No, I actually was going to ask if you uh, wanted to have sex.” You almost feel awkward, talking about it, like you two haven’t been hooking up on the regular for over a year.

You’re relieved of the uncomfortableness as soon as Jeonghan turns to kiss you. After a week of kissing for show, it’s nice to finally kiss him for yourself. As strange as it might be, it feels nice to kiss Jeonghan like this. Though you’re excited to see where dating Jeonghan takes you, hooking up is how you know him best.

Jeonghan moves your laptop off your laps and climbs on top of you, pressing you into the bed. Though you’re used to sleeping with Jeonghan, there’s still a new air to this. You don’t think you’ve ever seen Jeonghan so eager to fuck you, but you can’t say you’re complaining at all. 

Your lips slide together, deepening the kiss, as Jeonghan’s hand ghosts your waist. You can feel his tongue swipe against your lips right as he starts to push his hand up under your shirt. You gasp when you feel his hand grope your tits and Jeonghan takes that moment to slip his tongue into your mouth.

You whimper as you feel his hand slide under your bra as well, his fingers playing with your nipples. His tongue explores the inside of your mouth and you suck on it slightly before pulling away all together. As you take a moment to catch your breath, Jeonghan moves down to suck at your neck.

“F-fuck, Hannie,” you whine.

“So pretty, darling,” Jeonghan mutters.

You push Jeonghan off of you slightly, so you can remove both your shirt and bra. With your chest now bare, Jeonghan takes the liberty of wrapping his lips around your nipple. He flicks the bud with his tongue, while his hand shows the other one some love. Your body arches up into his touch as you feel your cunt clench down around nothing, desperate to have him inside of you.

Jeonghan must realize this as well, and he pops his mouth off of you. “Want me to touch you, pretty girl?”

“Please,” you beg. You wiggle your hips a bit and Jeonghan chuckles as he hooks his fingers into your waistband and slides both your pajama pants and underwear off in one go. Like he’s on autopilot, Jeonghan reaches down and starts to rub at your clit with two fingers. 

“Fuck, you’re so wet already. Do you want my fingers or my mouth?”

“D-don’t care,” you mutter, already enjoying the pleasure of his fingers pressed against you. “Pick one. Both. Whatever. Just please, don’t stop touching me.”

You gasp a bit when Jeonghan pushes your legs apart even further, allowing himself to slip in between them. He leans down and starts to kiss your thighs, leaving small nips every once in a while. When it’s clear you’re too impatient for this, Jeonghan closes the gap between his mouth and your pussy, pressing a kiss to your entrance. From there, it only gets messier as Jeonghan darts his tongue out to lap at your arousal. He licks a thick strip along your slit, stopping at your clit so he can wrap his lips around it. You moan as you feel him suck on the bud.

His hands are holding on tight to your thighs, keeping them apart. His tongue swirls around your clit and you buck your hips up as your hands fly to grip onto the sheets. You’re sure you look pathetic, but you don’t care if it means you can get head this good.

His mouth switches between sucking your clit and licking at your entrance. You’re dripping slick now, even as Jeonghan licks it up. He buries his face between your thighs deeper, and you’re sure his face is a mess now. He drags his teeth against your sensitive clit and you whine loudly.

Jeonghan seems to be happy with his affect on you and he finally gives attention to how empty you feel. His finger rubs your slit for a second before he pushes it inside of you. You’re completely drenched and his finger glides in with ease, allowing him to slide a second one in not long after. 

His mouth is still working at your clit as he fucks a third finger into you. He thrusts them deeper each time, curling them back to hit the soft spot of your walls. It pays off to have someone know your body so well, and you can already feel your brain going fuzzy as Jeonghan knows all the right places to hit.

Your abs tighten as you can feel yourself approaching your orgasm. Your thighs clamp down around Jeonghan’s head as a warning, and then you’re shaking as you reach your high. You moan freely, your hands grasping at the sheets, as Jeonghan continues to work you through it.

When your body has calmed down, you sink into the bed, allowing yourself to rest for a moment. Jeonghan has finally come up for air, his whole face shiny with your arousal. You grab him a tissue and he wipes off his mouth and fingers.

“You’re turn,” you whisper as you push Jeonghan down onto the bed. He’s still completely dressed you and push his shirt up to kiss down his stomach before pulling down his pants and underwear like he did to you. 

His cock springs free, fully hard and leaking. You slot yourself between his legs and waist no time taking the tip in between your lips. You suck gently before working your way down his length. After doing this many times, you’ve had practice taking him, and you can completely get his whole cock down your throat.

Though Jeonghan isn’t very blessed in the girth department, his cock is the longest you’ve ever been with, being able to reach deep inside you and down your throat. You bob your head up and down, letting his tip hit the back of your throat, before you pop off his cock, wrapping your lips around the shaft as your hand fondles his balls.

Your tongue darts out so you can run it against his cock, swirling it around the rim of his tip. You can hear the stuttered breathing of Jeonghan above you, as you back to sucking at the head of his cock. His pre-cum coats your tongue, and you have to admit, the salty taste brings you joy.

“G-gonna cum,” Jeonghan mumbles before he’s spilling his load right into your mouth. You do your best to catch it all, but some still slips out and drips down your chin, which you think makes Jeonghan cum even harder. “Fuck, your mouth is so good.”

You pull your mouth off of Jeonghan, swallowing the rest of the cum in your mouth, and Jeonghan groans. You crawl back up to Jeonghan’s face, kissing him. If the fact you just had his dick in your mouth bothers Jeonghan, he doesn’t show it.

“Need you in me, Hannie,” you tell him.

“Okay baby,” Jeonghan responds. He flips you over, so you’re laying on your back. He removes his shirt, so you’re both completely naked, before leaning down to kiss you again.

You’re not sure how his cock is still hard, despite just cumming, but you can’t complain when you feel him rubbing his tip against your slit. His kiss deepens as he pushes inside of you, your walls clenching down to mold against his cock.

You try to relax, but he feels so good sliding into you. After a moment he’s fully inside of you, his tip pressed snug up against your cervix. Jeonghan slowly slides out of you before slamming back in. Your pussy is soaking wet and you’re sure Jeonghan’s cock is drenched, if the wet squelch was any indicator.

Jeonghan starts to slowly thrust in and out of you, building up his pace as he goes. Your thighs hug his hips as you wrap your legs around him and your fingers dig into his back. You can feel his mouth suck at your collarbone as he slams into you harder.

His cock reaches deep in you, the drag of his cock against your walls causing your brain to go even more incoherent. All you can think about is Jeonghan and his body against yours and his cock fucking you so good. There’s a reason you’ve let him hit with no strings attached for so long, it’s just even better now that you can fully call him yours.

“You feel so good around me,” Jeonghan mumbles into your neck. “Perfect fucking pussy.”

“Love your cock,” you mumble back. “So deep inside.”

“Fuck, need you to ride me.”

You and Jeonghan take a moment to reposition and then you’re bouncing in his lap. Your grip onto his shoulders tight for leverage as you fuck yourself on his cock. His cock hits as a new angle in this position and all you can do is moan like a bitch in heat. 

Jeonghan reaches down and grabs onto your ass, guiding you up and down his cock as he squeezes the flesh. Your tits are bouncing wildly in Jeonghan’s face and he leans forward, sucking one into his mouth. You throw your head back as your eyes flutter close, lost in your pleasure. 

Your thighs get tired at some point and you start to just grind against him, his cock curving up into you at just the right angle. Jeonghan can sense your neglected clit and he reaches down to start rubbing circles into it. Your cunt clenches down, and both you and Jeonghan can tell you’re about to cum soon.

“Need your cum, Hannie,” you tell him, your words slurring together. “Fill me up.”

“Anything for you, darling,” Jeonghan says, half delirious himself.

It only takes one final jerk of your clit to have you trembling around him. Your pussy walls fluttering against his cock as you fall forward against Jeonghan, your body twitching as you cum. You can feel Jeonghan’s cock throbbing inside of you as he cums as well, filling you full of his seed.

You both lay like that for a while, with Jeonghan still inside of you as you exchange soft kisses. When it’s clear you need to get up, you slowly lift yourself off of Jeonghan’s cock, and you can feel his cum slide out of you. 

“Fuck, we need to wash my sheets,” you mumble.

“Okay, but let’s cuddle for just a bit longer.” And well, you can’t say no to that.

“Oh, we hate to see you two go,” you mom says as Jeonghan finishes putting your things into your car. “Visit soon, okay? And bring Jeonghan as well.”

“Yes Mom, I will.” You lean in to hug her.

“Thank you for allowing me to stay with you guys over break,” Jeonghan tells your mom and she pulls him into a hug as well.

“Thank you for being such a good guest. And for being such a good boyfriend to our Pumpkin. Visit soon, okay sweetheart?”

“Of course.” Jeonghan smiles at your mom.

“Bye-bye!” Your little brother says as he hugs your leg. You reach down and pick him up so you and Jeonghan can hug him in between you two. You press a kiss to his cheek.

“Bye, buddy. I’ll see you soon, okay?”

“Seen you soon!” You let him down and he runs off.

“Text me as soon as you get to your apartment.”

“I will. Okay, we really have to go.”

“I love you,” your mom says as she kisses your cheek.

“I love you too.” 

“Okay bye Pumpkin, bye Jeonghan.” You both wave before climbing into the car.

As you take off you reach over and grab Jeonghan’s hand. 

“Well it seems this was a successful trip,” Jeonghan says.

“Very,” you agree.

You not only got a boyfriend, but now you don’t ever have to tell your mom you lied to her to get on birth control. It’s really a win-win situation in your eyes.

You glance over at Jeonghan to see him already staring back at you. Yeah, it truly is a win.

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dirt

sundress+no panties+daryl = uh oh...

title and soundtrack is dirt by depeche mode. you need to take depeche mode away from me tbh, I'm hung up on the exciter album writing smut when I should be making updates to my negan and ironstrange fics.

I also headcanon daryl having huge fat swinging balls for some reason and I'm so sorry you had to read that I turn into an animal when I write daryl

cw: 18+, word count 3k. a little rough (butt slaps, some bites, he calls you a "bitch in heat" and a "slut" a couple of times - lovingly of course), a little pervy (you're fucking outside and daryl eats his own come out of your pussy+breeding kink if you squint really hard).

He reaches in, fingers curling around the bunched up, patterned cotton of the dress and his mind blanks. The low growling, he realises, is coming from his own mouth.

"The fuck, girl?"

You look at Daryl over your shoulder, where the bare skin has erupted in goosebumps from his hot, humid breath. "What?"

You sound annoyed, but there's a distinctive teasing undertone to it. Your eyes are narrowed a little too much. The corners of your cherry-tinted lips are tilted upwards.

"You ripped all my damn underwear, Daryl! What did you expect?" You grouch, breaking the second of still silence. "Can't just take a stroll to Victoria's Secret anymore, can I?" Seeing his face darken even more, you hastily add, "I got a couple I wear on runs."

You sound so cute when you're annoyed, Daryl thinks, but it's overshadowed by his blood rushing in his ears, hot and fast. His cock is still pulsing in his jeans and it demands to be released.

"So you jus' walkin' 'round with allat juicy ass hangin' out fo' all da men to sniff?" Daryl feels an urge to clarify to you, what is exactly you're doing, that he's upset with. "Cuz that's exactly what all them dawgs are fuckin' doin'!" He's jealous, of course he is, but most importantly, he doesn't trust any of the men as far as he can see them.

Hell, he isn't completely sure even Rick would pass on the opportunity to get an eyeful of your soft thighs, your scrumptious ass, or your fat cunt, for that matter.

Lord knows they're the juiciest fucking things he has seen in his whole entire miserable life. Just thinking about it makes his rock hard cock twitch and release a sad dribble of pre-cum in his pants.

"Exactly, your girl!" You declare, eyeroll audible in your voice. "Nobody's seein' me without my panties 'cept you."

Daryl's only response is to hitch up the sundress higher, the movement so quick, the fabric gives a sad crack as the seams threaten to burst. Your ass is still bare, still round and smooth as ever, nobody should have this sort of curves while they're in the middle of a damn apocalypse, he thinks, and sinks to his knees and sinks his teeth into the supple skin of your right ass cheek.

You yelp at the sharp pain. You squirm, your attempt at getting away, of course, futile: your hips and waist are firmly in his grasp. Rough fingertips dig into you, just shy of painful.

"There," Daryl inches back a bit, admiring the indentations left behind by his teeth. For someone who forgets to take care of himself most days, his teeth are surprisingly straight and white and strong. And he lets you feel it. "Now if any asshole decides to go nosin' where he shouldn't, there'll be a warnin'." Daryl sounds proud of himself, which is all and all - fair.

Once the initial shock subsides, your feel your cunt lips stick together even more as your arousal oozes out of them- and down your thighs, now that there isn't any fabric to contain it all. In all honesty, you did enjoy the occasional breeze that would waft up your skirt, even if it didn't offer much respite from the sweltering summer heat.

And Daryl is definitely not helping matters, either. He's like a damn furnace, pressed up against the back of your legs, all solid bulk, breathing hot and moist into your skin, every exhale going around the curve of your ass and disappearing between your legs. He knows it the moment that you shift in place, subtly trying to widen your stance even though there is nothing more you want than to rub your thighs together to provide relief to your swollen lips and throbbing clit.

He raises a hand, wide and open-palmed, and smacks your ass. "You're such a fuckin' slut," he grouses. And your first instinct is to gasp at the offense; you hide your grin in a lip bite. Yes, yes you are. And you know it. And he knows it. Your ass cheek jiggles as he gives it another well-aimed slap. "Lookit you," Daryl presses the issue, "drippin' wet." To hammer his point home, he takes a thick, fat finger and runs it along the seam of your cunt.

It glides easily. You shudder, biting back a moan. Your legs shake just a little, but Daryl notices - he always does - and his finger dips inside your lips. The rough, calloused fingertip swipes through your labia, stopping just short of your clit. You whine and he withdraws.

His numerous knives and tools clatter as he abruptly gets up.

"You wanna be fucked, huh?" Voice quiet, Daryl's front presses to your back with a malicious intent. The prominent bulge of his erection is pushing into your back. "Is that why you goin' round naked? So anybody coulda bend you over, anytime, huh?" He reaches around you, hand blindly nosing for your face. When he finds it, he wastes no time in prying your mouth open, sticking the damp finger inside.

Your own cunt, salty and tangy, blossoms on your tongue. The gesture makes you moan around his finger and him- he sticks another one in, keeping you quiet.

"Shut the fuck up," Daryl orders. The rasp in his voice makes your knees buck and your cunt weep and he knows it. His free hand moves at your back, and with the accompanying noises, you come to realise that he's opening his pants and hurrying to free his dick.

When the damp, silky tip touches the bare skin of your ass, your body reacts before you do. Your mouth wraps tighter around his fingers. Spit dribbles from the corners of your mouth and onto his wrist. Your back arches into his body. He is just as scalding as the sun beaming down from the sky.

Daryl pushes his fingers deeper into your mouth, holding them there until you gag. The motion makes your whole form spasm and shiver; his cock gives a responding jump of its own.

"Lookit you," he rasps directly into your ear, hot breath tickling the shell of it. "Like a fuckin' bitch in heat," he grabs the meat of your ass cheek, spreading you one-handed. His cockhead noses around the cleft, leaving a sticky trail behind itself. It dips near your cunt, adding your juices to the mix. "You want it so bad."

You do. You really, really do. But you know Daryl is mean. You love it when he's mean to you. When he is proud of the strength of his bulk, when his eyebrows draw tightly over his brilliant blue eyes and nothing, absolutely nothing can escape his predatory stare. You crane your neck, trying to look back at him, to plead with your eyes.

He gets it, because he always does. Daryl's fingers quickly leave your mouth, dragging a wet trail of spit down to your neck where his fingers wrap around it in a secure hold.

"You want it so bad, then fuckin' beg," he says the words and you immediately, greedily descend into the permitted depravity.

"Please, Daryl," your voice sounds hoarse, interrupted by hiccups as you struggle to swallow the saliva that had pooled in your mouth and around his fingers, "please, fuck me. I'll be good. Please."

You feel him fist his cock as it twitches; you can't help it, really, as you arch your back even more and push your ass against his rough hand. Immediately, he withdraws it, just to slap you again.

"You're a bitch in heat," he muses, but you can hear the beginnings of impatience in his voice. "Say it!"

He's never made you do that before. Wide-eyed and open-mouthed, you gasp, part shock part offense, until you feel a drop of fluid roll out over the outer lip of your cunt and fall and disappear somewhere below you. Then it's just lust. The kind that tints the whole world red and narrows your field of vision.

"Fuckin' say it!" Daryl demands, patience thin.

You wouldn't put it past him to just shove himself in at this point. "I'm... I'm a bi- I'm a bitch in heat," you hiccup, feeling your face flood with heat. "I'm a bitch in heat, please fuck me!"

You feel his lips tilt up just the tiniest bit against your ear before he reaches back for his cock and aims it at your cunt in a single, precise thrust. You gasp and mewl as he suddenly stops halfway through. Your cunt ripples and flexes and squeezes. Daryl drops his forehead onto your shoulder, panting.

"So fuckin' tight," he murmurs, mostly to himself. You're not - he knows better, he makes sure you're not before he even thinks about sticking it in - but you are. All that blood that went straight to your cunt the moment his breath caught up in his throat at the sight of your bare pussy - It's making your cunt swell all around him.

A pathetic mewl leaves your lips, your satisfaction incomplete. You wiggle, you arch, but Daryl is as unyielding as ever.

"You take what I give you," he growls, teeth bared like an animal against your ear. Nonetheless, you feel the tip of his cock kiss your cervix. Stars burst in your eyes. You are so full, practically bursting at the seam of your cunt where his fat balls rest against the stretched hole.

Slowly, Daryl withdraws, both of you hissing at the drag of his fat cock in your engorged cunt. You may be a bitch in heat but he's every bit the stud that is just as fervent and feral to breed you. His teeth creak as he pulls back completely, leaving just his weeping tip inside of you.

And then he slams home. And again. And again. And again.

With every powerful thrust of his hips, you gasp. Quiet, pleading moans is the limit of your vocal capacity. Mouth dry, the air gets trapped in the back of your throat as your lungs demand their due.

Daryl is unrelenting. His blunt fingernails drag over the skin of your throat, leaving marks in their wake, as he makes way to your mouth.

"This is what you wanted, slut?" He pants into your hair. "Be quiet. Be really fucking quiet unless you want everybody to see what kinda..." He inhales sharply, feeling your walls flutter at the flith dripping from his tongue.

And it shouldn't make you feel the way you feel. Those fucking words just add more accelerant to the fire in the pit of your stomach, spreading it from there and up, over your face. It flames. Your hand helplessly clutches the nearest surface as you attempt to brace yourself against his thrusts and the notion that anyone could see you.

Bent over something or another, dress hiked up to your waist and Daryl's hips pistoning in and out of you at a rapid pace. He didn't bother undressing save for letting his pants hang freely just below his cock and balls. Heavy, fat balls, littered with coarse dark hair, that slap against your cunt and your clit with a resounding smack every time he drives his cock inside of your cunt. The squelching noise it makes is obscene.

Another whine, and your pussy squeezes him once again, blind and hungry for release. You can feel it building steadily, deep within your abdomen.

"Fuck yeah," Daryl growls, "you fuckin' like this, don't 'cha?" He's gotten the hang of it: the dirty talk, he knows exactly how to get under your skin. He's a mean bastard with nothing close to dignity or self-respect. If anyone saw him, rutting into you, little more than two animals, he wouldn't, couldn't stop.

Daryl would stare them down up until his cock swelled and busted, depositing his seed inside your womb.

Your knees feel weak. It's getting harder and harder to keep up with him; seems like every pathetic whimper that leaves your lips only makes him meaner, stronger somehow. The grip of his hand on your hip is bruising. Daryl effectively wears you on his cock, submerging himself into the warm depths of your pulsing cunt over and over.

"Da-Daryl..." You gasp, you moan and you plead.

He doesn't stop. He merely handles you into a different angle, the one that hits that special spot inside of you with every powerful thrust. He is mean, but he is also fair.

"Gonna cream my cock?" He barely makes sense to himself, the words that his dry mouth garbles seem to have a mind of their own. "Gonna be good, girl? C'mon."

"Ah," you want to say yes, you want to affirm, but all that comes out of your mouth are garbled, unintelligible noises of pleasure. But Daryl sees it. It's in the way your arch becomes near-painful, body overtaking your mind. Even the slightest bit of pain blends into hot-blinding pleasure. You don't know where what ends and begins.

It begins somewhere behind your cunt. The contractions start slow and aching, and every punch of his cock to your guts intensifies the feeling tenfold, until every last inch of your cunt is squeezing around him in that same arduous, suckling rhythm. It's like your pussy is nursing at his cock, attempting to suck his life out of him and deposit it into you.

The pleasure is like a wall of fire and water. Your chest blooms with it, but your extremities swarm with pinpricks. Mouth parted in a silent scream, you sway forward, managing to catch yourself on your elbows at the last moment.

The man behind you doesn't care. He's way past caring, having had started chasing his release the moment your cunt enveloped his cock in a vice grip. The meat of it is sensitive and he spends the few inches to the finish line gracelessly mashing it inside of you, accompanied by the sound of wet flesh meeting even wetter, sloppier flesh.

"Take it, fuckin' take it," you hear him gasp through your stupor before that familiar, warm rush floods your cunt. His cock twitches, once, twice, three times, each forceful throb followed up by more and more seed being pumped into the depths of you.

Against your back, Daryl sags and pants out his excerption. Like a dog. His wet nose leaves sweat stains on your back where he nuzzles into you.

Your knees shake as you struggle to hold up his weight, and then your legs completely turn to mush when droplets of his cum escape your cunt as his spent cock slips out. You know you should be worried about stains in unsightly places but somehow, you can't bring yourself to care.

Daryl notices this, of course. His bulk slides off you; you hear him quickly shove himself back into his pants before his ass hits the ground with a loud thud. Next to you, of course, his stubbly, prickly cheek rubbing over the skin of your leg. He places a wet kiss on the inside of your thigh, and then another.

You know the drill. It's hard for him to find words, sometimes, after a scene like that. It's the intensity of it, the forceful ejection of him out of his head where he spends most of the time, that renders him speechless. Daryl is forced to feel - good things. It's not something that he is used to.

Your skirt is still around your waist and the hot sun is shooting lasers directly at your ass and pussy. You've managed to get your bearings enough to feel at least a little self-conscious, a little exposed. Your combined fluid still drip from you and for a split second, you think about pulling up your panties to try and at least somewhat contain the mess.

Right, you sigh to yourself. It makes your exhausted body twitch and sag even more.

Daryl gently pushes away your hand that was attempting to pull the dress over your ass. You freeze; he smiles against your skin, a little closed-lipped grin that makes something warm and fuzzy make a nest inside your chest. That quickly turns into a startled gasp as his fingers glide through the mess of your cunt.

You're spent. Exhausted. So sensitive, his rough skin practically hurts on your hole and clit.

But Daryl gets it. You get him, and he - he gets you. His hot breath fans over your pubic hair and it's all the warning you get before he opens his mouth wide, flattens his tongue and licks. You've made a big mess and there is a lot to take care of, but if there's anything about Daryl that you know, is that he's thorough at what he does.

In no time, he's got his tongue shoved down your cunt as far as it would go, curling against your walls, lapping up his and your cum like your pussy is an all-you-can-eat-buffet and what's inside of it is sugar and spice and everything nice.

But it's not enough. It's not anywhere near your clit, or any other place that could make you produce more of the cream he's feasting on. Idly, you think about who's the real bitch in heat here, but push out your hips to meet his face nonetheless. You can be mean too. If you want to.

I don't know what to say for myself

[followthebluebell]

whoa, my cat definitely gets pissed off at her own tail and doesn't seem to know it's part of her, but this is the first i've seen of a cat self mutilating over it! :0 do you see that often?

I've seen two cases in ten years, so it's pretty unusual! I think they just stick in my mind because of the sheer severity of it and how upsetting it is. tbh I think 'upsetting' is the wrong word for the sheer visceral horror of it.

Both cases involved some pretty severe nerve damage or trauma to the tail or the base of the spine. The current theory is that, since the tail is in pain, the cat just assumes 'hey, this thing attached to my butt is hurting me?? :/ that sucks!!' and tries to fight it, but this just causes MORE pain, so it becomes this positive feedback loop.

These cases have to be handled very, VERY carefully. Choosing the wrong medication or treatment can result in more severe damage. Typically, these cases end with tail amputation to just straight up remove the source of the pain.

Some cats will attack their tail after a groom. Cats are sensitive creatures and they largely rely on their sense of smell to recognize other cats. My theory is that grooming can remove their own scent and, after being jostled around, bathed, shaved, and brushed out, cats are more than a little rattled. Suddenly, they see something out of the corner of their eye and they KNOW it's not their own tail, because their tail is fluffy. It's Something Else, clearly. It's like uncanny valley for cats. So it's just safer to leave a little pompom on the tail. It looks goofy but, for whatever reason, it helps prevent tail biting and freak outs.

And there's feline hyperesthesia. It's a sort of nerve disorder where they are extremely sensitive to touch and sensation. I think a lot of cases of 'idk what happened! I was just petting my cat and he went nuts!' stories come from. Most cases are fairly mild, but some cats will self-mutilate as a result of the overstimulation.

[unholybacon355]

Something Domestic

Jihyo x G!P Momo x G!P Tzuyu

Word Count: 2.4k

A/N: I wrote this long time ago, more than two years ago tbh, and now I'm finally posting it here. And since this story is just pwp I think that's all I have to say this time ahahah So just have fun reading.

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Momo suppressed a moan biting her lower lip as hard as she could without actually hurting herself. Jihyo's tongue was wreaking havoc on her back entrance, going as deep as it could go. The pleasure that this caused her only made her cock harder, if that was possible, and she herself began to caress it slowly while she moved her hips a little on the older woman's face. At the other end of the leader's body was Tzuyu with her cock buried to the hilt in Jihyo's pussy. The painting was kind of weird, and one might think awkward, but the girls were having a great time.

Jihyo was lying on the bed, her butt against the edge and her legs wrapped around Tzuyu's hips. While the younger fucked her with all the energy she had, and she licked her lips watching those amazing boobs bounce. On the contrary, Momo was sitting on the leader's face, trying to balance her weight so as not to suffocate her, while she ate her ass as well as she could.

The tongue went so deep that it even penetrated her tight entrance at times, causing the dancer to hold back more moans. She didn't want someone to come into the bedroom early and overhear them by mistake. Though if it were up to her right now he'd be moaning like crazy. Her leader's caresses felt so damn good that she couldn't even explain how she hadn't exploded yet, but she knew she had to save her semen for something special. She wasn't going to forgive her if she wasted it on Jihyo's tits and stomach. She also knew that Tzuyu could still resist for a while, even when the movement of her hips began to become somewhat erratic. The maknae was starting to get tired from the constant pushing and pulling of her cock in the older's perfect body.

"Tzuyu needs to rest." Momo said, moving her butt away from the leader's face. "Let's give her a little break." Then she went to spread the legs wrapped around the youngest’s hips, and so she was finally able to get out of the interior of her leader. Then Momo pressed her cock against the maknae's small but perfect ass and taking her from behind she began to masturbate her slowly. Tzuyu's shaft was considerably thicker than the dancer's and was coated in Jihyo's natural lubricant, making it much easier and hotter to pump such piece of meat. "You've done well, good girl." She whispered in his ear as she lowered her hand squeezing to the base of her throbbing member. A shiver ran through the youngest's body as if she had been about to faint just because of that little praise on her, and really her long legs weakened in a moment. ” Baby, Want to go eat mommy's tits?" The question was asked while the dancer began to grind her hips against the Tzuyut's ass, just to tempt her. They would have time another day to give that beautiful cake the attention that deserves it from her.

Tzuyu swallowed heavily debating in her mind whether she should go please Jihyo, or just bend over and spread her cheeks for Momo to fuck her senseless. Apparently won the first option because she broke free of the dancer's hold and went to suck on the leader's huge tits. Perfect mounds topped with large brown nipples, already quite hard from all the attention she had been receiving. The maknae took one of the large nipples into her mouth with relish while she played with the other using one of her hands.

"Can someone explain to me why my coochie feels so lonely?" Her leader asked running her fingers over the hair covered mound and separating her lips, offering her juicy crotch. Momo was soon on his knees and burying her face between his legs. Immediately Jihyo's powerful thighs wrapped around her head, letting the rest of her legs fall down her back, caressing behind her from time to time with her feet. The leader's glazed tasted exquisite, it was one of the best flavors that Momo had tasted in her life; and it only got better when you mixed it with a little bit of cum. That bitter and musky taste, which in turn had a slightly acid aroma; that all combined was surely identical to what heaven smelled like. She started giving a lick that went all over the slit from bottom to top, filling her senses with the flavor and aroma that she liked so much. Then she continued to make circles with her tongue, moving up little by little until it reached her clitoris and gave it a little suck, not very intense. She ended up eating carelessly all over her making a mess on her face, coating her cheeks with a combination of saliva and fluids that slowly began to pool and trickle down her chin. Until fell between both buttocks of the leader and ended up on the bed.

In the other part, Jihyo needed to keep her mouth busy, so she shared a passionate kiss with the youngest, who left her tits free to go take care of her mouth. Now feeling more daring, he knelt down next to his leader's head and hit his face several times with her cock, still soaked with his own juices, so her mommy didn't hesitate to smile and open her mouth so that she could put that big shaft inside her. At first Tzuyu went slowly giving her some time to get used to the thickness rather than the length of her, as she was filling her mouth quite well and she didn't want to leave her breathless. But as soon as Jihyo considered that she had entered enough she closed her lips around the circumference and began to suck, cleaning her own essence from the younger’s member.

Momo always told her that her juices mixed with semen tasted delicious, and frankly she thought she was right. Although they weren't combined with actual cum, Tzuyu's tip was starting to release precum and the combination was driving her crazy. How could her own vagina taste so wonderful? But she didn't have time to ramble on about that as a pair of fingers working their way into her aroused entrance snapped her out of her thoughts. Momo had added two of her fingers to her lips and now she was pumping them like hell, while she attended her clit lovingly and desperately at the same time. Switching between sucking on the cocoon and licking it, a child would lick their favorite lollipop. She was apparently determined to give Jihyo her first orgasm of the day, and she already felt it coming closer.

Then with one last powerful lick Jihyo exploded in spasms as her own cum spurted down Momo's chin, leaving her even filthier and more covered than she already was. A strong squeeze on Tzuyu's buttock told her it was time to withdraw from her and she pulled her now glistening member out of the leader's mouth with a loud Pop! sound. Momo gave Jihyo a moment to catch her breath and climbed on top of her to share a slow, passionate kiss. Slow and deep, revealing all the love and lust they felt for each other.

In order not to leave the maknae aside, Jihyo took her shaft and began to masturbate her frantically without separating from the kiss. With the blowjob Tzuyu was already at her limit and the leader's strong hold plus the sight of the two women kissing was all she needed for her to take it no more. "I'm... I'm going to cum" she managed to articulate between pitiful moans, before the first drops of semen filtered through the tip of her dick. Then as if they were mentally connected, or it was simply that they were both hopelessly perverted, Momo broke the kiss and opened her mouth while Jihyo pointed the younger's cock at her. So the dancer received the powerful jets of semen all over her face, but especially inside her mouth. Like the pervert that Tzuyu was too, otherwise how else would she have gotten involved in this, she rubbed the dripping tip of her member all over Momo's face, eventually covering her face completely. And then she just collapsed back onto the pillows, exhausted and smiling because that orgasm had been the best she'd had in some time. Her cock rested on her thigh with a few drops of semen on the tip, which she picked up with a finger and brought to her mouth. It was better not to waste anything.

While Momo, still with her face covered and her mouth full, kissed Jihyo again with the same passion as before. Now mixing in her mouth the two flavors that she liked the most and sharing them with the leader. The combination of semen and vaginal fluids changed from mouth to mouth, while little by little they swallowed it drop by drop until they had nothing left of that delight to share. Jihyo then began to lick Momo's face, removing all traces of semen from her, while the dancer's cock dripped on the older woman's abdomen. Finally when she was clean they shared a chaste kiss and gazed lovingly at each other for a little while.

Now the only one who hadn't had an orgasm was Momo, and a feeling in Tzuyu's ass told her it was her duty to help her. Maybe for going overboard and rubbing her cock all over the dancer's face she should pay her back. Just before the others could think of anything she crossed her legs over Jihyo's face and shoved the balls into her mouth. She is understanding her intentions and simply used her hands to separate both buttocks of the youngest. Momo stared at the scene for a second and avoided smiling, finally she was going to end up fucking the younger girl's ass even when Jihyo was supposed to be the center of the action that day.

Momo gave the asshole a quick sniff before carelessly licking it and letting a large amount of saliva fall to coat it. There was no time to lose and besides, Tzuyu could perfectly take her cock, it wasn't the first time she did it and surely it wouldn't be the last. Then without further ado she positioned himself and pressed his tip to the wrinkled hole. Little by little the cock made its way through the anus of the youngest, who let out some cheeky moans, until she had a decent portion inside her. Momo spit on her ass again, and withdrew a few inches to go in a little faster this time, and so with each thrust she went a little deeper until her balls hit Jihyo's chin.

With his full length inside Tzuyu, Momo took her by the hips and began to fuck her. She was going at a slow but steady pace, she wanted to enjoy the sensations that the maknae's asshole gave her. She was loving how her wrinkled orifice was practically sucking on her cock, how Tzuyu could control it to increase or decrease the pressure, and how her balls bumped against Jihyo. Everything was rapidly driving her to climax, and she was well aware that she couldn't take it this time. The point was that she wanted to explode inside the youngest, and fill her to the most hidden space with her hot milk.

She let out a sigh mixed with what seemed like a moan and a growl at the same time, the end was near. She then simply abandoned herself to lust and began to fuck the youngest's delicious ass with all the strength she had left, with all the speed she was capable of. Even to the point that her hip muscles began to cramp, but she kept thrusting as she could feel the energy building in her belly. And only a few frantic moments passed, where Tzuyu's moans became even louder, until Momo couldn't resist it anymore and reached for release. Instantly she felt how thick jets of semen sprouted from the tip of her, to go to paint the inside of the maknae's ass.

Momo fell panting on Tzuyu's back, his cock continuing to release drops of warm semen inside her. He wrapped her arms around her chest to keep from slipping as she slowly withdrew, making sure to leave her entire load inside Tzuyu's asshole. But she continued slowly rubbing her shaft between the buttocks of the youngest, she was so comfortable that for nothing in the world she wanted to let her go. Although she had already released all of her semen, she was still riding the orgasm that had left her somewhat stunned. Without a doubt she was the one who had come the hardest of the three, she deserved a little more time to recover her energies. And her peace only lasted until Jihyo punched her in the balls, she had completely forgotten that they were fucking right over the leader.

When Tzuyu was released from the embrace, she hurriedly removed her testicles from the eldest's mouth and lay down between the two members who lay exhausted on the bed. She moved carefully, as she squeezed her ass as hard as she could to keep all the load Momo had gifted her inside her anus. She loved how the warm substance felt inside her, warming her insides in a rather dirty yet exciting way. She got under Jihyo's arm and began to gently suck on the nipple closest to her, while she lovingly played with the hair on the older woman's crotch; without actually touching her leader's vagina again. Momo for her part began to caress Tzuyu's side and fill her shoulder with small kisses, while she rubbed her shaft again against the buttocks of the youngest. “You did well Baby, you took me so well. Enjoy my load inside you ”She whispered to her affectionately, before which Tzuyu could not help but blush and feel proud inside her.

“Both of you did so well,” Jihyo added, spreading her legs a bit so the maknae could play better with her hair. “But don't think that was all. The best part is yet to come.” And with those last words the three of them lay on the bed, all covered in sweat and other fluids, giving love to each other before even thinking about the second round. And what did they care if they found them like this? Hell, the entire building had probably heard Tzuyu's moans by now.

[themuffdivingrodent]

Welcome to my gayass blog for faggots

🔞🔞🔞 UNDER 18s FUCK OFF OR AGE RAPIDLY!!! Have age in bio or pinned or you're going to blocktown 🔞🔞🔞

The name's qwerty, The age's 23, The Gender is fucked

[Ko-Fi]

Pronouns are it/its. No masculine terms. Please avoid gendered terms in general.

I live on stolen land, and my respect goes to the first nations peoples of Australia.

Kink's n stuff beneath the cut. Asks are very much enouraged

Mutuals are welcome to (encouraged even) to ask for more, juicier pics

Mutuals in Aus tell me so i can make out with you

#rat.txt for my text posts #rat.png for my pictures #hornyposting for, well, you can guess #rat.answers for ask replies

More Info beneath the cut:

im typically a sub but can be willing to dom if we get along (and under the right circumstances). im a bottom, if i ever top its because ive gone feral need to shove my strap in some squirming prey.

DMs/Asks

If you're my mutual, DM ME!!!!

Serious mututals are very encouraged to DM me

Non-mutuals you can DM me but I can't guarantee I'll respond

Nudes are allowed but again, I don't owe you a response

If you don't have your age in your Bio or Pinned, I WILL block you

If I think you're a bot/scammer, I WILL block you

My terms

Me:

Puppy/Pup

Dog/Doggy

Rat

Squeak

You're welcome to try new things just avoid gendered terms please

Degredation and Praise are both highly encouraged

My Dick:

Anything tbh, Just don't expect me to use it

I'd rather use my strap which u can refer to as my Knot

My Ass:

Cunt/Pussy (esp with dog/pup prefix)

Ass/Butt/Anything along those lines

Things I'm into

Breeding

Intox

Biting

Choking

Sadomasochism

Subbing (I am very much a sub)

Anal

Blood

Fauxest

Honestly most stuff, Its hard to list it

Things I'm NOT into

(You're allowed to be into these things, I'm not a cop)

Age regression

Scat

Vomit

Detrans

Sissy

Again, probably more stuff but hard to come up with a list on the spot.

[meowzilla111]

ੈ✩‧₊˚ “ GIRLS NEED LOVE TOO ”

pairings;; TOXICboyfriend!Toji x fem!reader

summary;; you’ve been feeling beyond neglected recently for quite a while now and you’ve had enough of it. You decide to call it quits with your man but well he has other plans.

content;; NSFW, toxic!toji, pure filth, nipple play, pussy smacking, established relationship, degradation, praise, thigh riding, oral (f. receiving), fingering, lowkey hurt comfort fluff idk weird mix tbh & sweet talking

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ a/n;; icl this is the first ever smut i’ve written but I lowkey put my whole pussy into ts so hopefully yall like it LMAO nah but im a huge sucker for hurt and comfort type shih and lil toxic mfs soooooo here we r wat can I say a girl got fantasies mayn 🤷‍♀️ but if any of yall have any requests send em my way ill write em if it’s something I write.

♬ girls need love - summer walker (drake) ♬

“I wanna break up.”

You couldn’t even look into his eyes. For fucks sake how did you even manage to get to this point? From all the missed calls, the ignoring, rejecting your advances that came with a desperate crave of his affection, his attention, down to all the days you’d rub your legs together imagining what he could be doing not what he was doing.

Instead of receiving that oh so sweet loving that had you feining over this man you would now spend your days pondering if he even loved you anymore.

You knew he was a busy guy, you knew that better than anyone but you were sick of it, it was like you gave your 100% all while you sat there like a pigeon begging for a morsel of bread. Fuck was that about?

At this point you wondered the point of allowing you self respect to stoop so low like this for a man of all things especially one who seemed to give less of a shit if you lived or died, were you just another place to crash to him?

He looked up from the TV, sat on the couch, tendrils of smoke escaping his mouth, ribboning around you, his legs manspread open.

You didn’t know what he was thinking, you never really did but with how the air went still and the atmosphere shift you sure as hell began to regret your decision- wait no- you couldn’t take it back now what’s done is done.

“I want you to take your shi-“ “Fuck are you talking about?” swiftly cutting you off, you locked eyes with him, his heavy green eyes boaring into your soul as if he were evaluating your whole existence.

Your breath hitched. Your voice caught in your throat. Fuck your knees felt like they were gonna buckle right then and there why’d he have to be like this?

“You know what I’m talking about. You’re not incompetent now are you? I think i’ve been quite clear with my words I want to break up and I want you out my house.” you crossed your arms your feet flat planted on the ground you needed to show you meant business and that you would STAND on business, you weren’t just any woman, you weren’t to be messed with to be played with this man needed to know that.

He hummed tapping out his cigarette on the ash tray on the side table leaving the butt in the ash. He got up the man now looming over you. The tension was high.

He looked down at you his eyes refusing to leave yours “Where’s this shit coming from?” his voice was raspy. You took in his appearance his expression was unexplainable you couldn’t tell if he was mad or amused or a weird mash up of the two. You looked away what were you supposed to say?

He grabbed your chin with light force turning you back to face him your cheeks squished against his hand. “Look at me when i’m speaking at you.”

You wanted to speak you did but you were just putty when it came to him in the matter of seconds you felt yourself crumble your walls died down his face coming closer to yours, you really didn’t think this through did you?

“Cmon speak up silly girl where’s that bite from before?” he smirked his mocking tone riling you up and not in the way you wanted.

You felt a sudden jolt go to your clit, wetness pooling between your legs. He knew what he was doing. Stupid fucking toji.

“I’m waiting sweet one” that same mocking sarcastic tone still present god you were feeling humilated now, you needed to speak you couldn’t let this cunt belittle you, even if you were into it. He needed to hear your truth you needed to speak your mind.

“You never make time for me anymore toji.” He raised a brow moving his hand from your face crossing his arms letting you speak. “I’m fucking sick of it, I know you get busy but what about me! Don’t I matter? I dont think you love me anymore not like before you dont even say it anymore for fucks sake!” You flail your arms feeling genuine rage seep into your veins, all that bottled up annoyance spewing out of you like a waterfall.

“You barely even look at me anymore toji you dont even fuck me anymore do you find me ugly or something???? This isnt even the first time ive had this conversation with you, I need a man who can pay attention to me who can love me like I deserve and well you ain’t fucking cutting it no more.” You rubbed your temples, these stresses had been eating holes into you day in and day out you couldn’t do this shit anymore.

“I want to be loved is that so hard to ask?” your voice broke, you really didn’t want to cry but you felt a tear slip quickly wiping it away you looked down at the ground.

There was a second of silence until he spoke up.

“so thats what this whole big ass tantrums about, cause ya feel neglected huh?” Tantrum?? was he fucking skunked. Your head shot up as you glare at him as he raked his hand through his hair his veins prevelant throughout his buff arm.

“Its not a fucking tantrum toji its how I feel atleast im communicating its more than you’ve ever fucking done.” You snapped at him as he chuckled amused sittin back down patting his thigh

“c’mere princess sit down”

you kissed your teeth who did he think you were? “Im not fucking doing that”-

As you were close enough he tugged you down onto his lap. His arm around your hip as his thigh was placed snug against your heat intentional or not it sent shivers up your spine.

“Dunno who put all these stupid fuckin ideas in yer head” He poked your temple with his index.

“But I do love you okay? How could I find sucha pretty lady like you ugly hm? Don’t ever say that stupid shit to me again.” There were still a few stray tears falling from your tear ducks, he swiftly swiped them away with his thumb his hand wresting on your face “Then why dont you show it anymore ‘ji?..”

Maybe you were easy to please but it was like those four words immediately put your body at ease though the way he caressed your cheek aided at calming your psyche.

“Y’know I didn’t mean to be so busy ma” he hummed softly admiring your pretty face “All that time I musta forgotten to take care of my sweet wifey and we can’t have that can we hm.” His hand moved from your face as he leaned in moving to whisper in your ear. “cmon lemme take care of ya show you a good time hm what’dya say?”

His big hand wrapped around your throat hitting the right spot as he raised his thigh pressing against your clothed cunt.

you’re breath hitched you had no clue what you had expected out of this conversation, you knew there was no way you’d be able to leave him. He always knew how to reduce you to a bitch in heat. you looked into his eyes and bit your lip “Please me then fushiguro”

. . .

in an instant you felt your cami top pulled down, you flushed as he took in the sight infront of him licking his lips how had he gone this long without fucking his woman? Who knew, but he’d definitely make up for it “No bra hm? Dirty girl you were expecting this weren’t you” he mocked bringing his head down his breath cold on your nips, your nipples pebbled at the new found temperature. His tongue swiped over your left nipple as the hand around your waist moved your hips up and down on his big thigh “Let go mama rub that pretty cunt on me”

“hhhngh ji…” you whimpered as you began moving your hips picking up the pace chasing the friction whatever you were mad about was long gone right now all you were only focused on was feeling pure pleasure.

He took your tit into his mouth sucking it swirling his tongue around your sensitive bud lapping at it his right hand moving to your right tit his thumb tweaking your harden bud playing with it circling then swiftly moving to massage your pretty boobs.

He was obsessed.

You felt yourself coming closer to undone as he moved your hips faster bouncing his leg to aide your pleasure but you needed more it wasn’t enough your pussy was aching for skin to skin contact.

You pulled his head up his mouth still working on your nipple but now his gaze was fixed up at you. The sight pooled your panties. “Ji need more… please not enough hgh” you whined bucking your hips.

Your man smirked with a mouthful now unlatching a string of saliva from his tongue to your perky nipple following suit raising his head up he smacked your ass. “Is it, tell me what you need doll”

You hated when he did this you never liked voicing what you wanted finding it embarrassing too bad for you since he knew what he was doing, embarrassing you was his favourite past time.

You squeezed your eyes shut trying to angle your clit on his thigh a lil more “Need your touch please ji please” you whispered covering your face embarrassed.

he laughed at your state “Speak up silly girl can’t even hear ya.” he chuckled finding it amusing how he’d already coaxed such melodic pleas out of you. She covered her face with her hands embarrassed now shaking her head. He just chuckled deciding he’d be a little kinder today.

He pried your hands off your face “Lemme see that pretty face” you blushed now this was exactly what you were missing “There she is. You can do better than that come on i’m listening princess” he accelerated the speed of which he was boucing his leg moving you up and down your face animating more with the speed he had you going.

“ahhhhhh- Sir please please need your tongue on my clit wanna feel you licking me up” You buried your face in his shoulder biting into it. He could feel your clothed cunt pulsing on his thigh he was more than happy to fulfil your desire “See now was that so hard dumb little slut can’t even control herself look at you trying to hide those sweet ass moans we cant have that now can we.”

he grabbed you by the hair, chunks of your lush hair wrapping around his hand as he pulled your head up off his buff shoulder with a strong tug your neck craining back as tears welled at your eyes you were so overly sensitive your tongue flat on your bottom lip as you strained out moans “fuuuck haaa but the neighbours they’ll hear toji” you both knew how thin the walls were but fuck if he cared. He smashed his lips on your shoving his tongue in your mouth. His tongue felt like magic wrapping itself around yours taking itself on an adventure in your mouth exploring every nook and cranny as you moaned curses into his.

Pulling away he looked into your eyes “Who gives a shit what those old bags think I want them to hear” leaning in and nibbling your ear pulling you in by the neck he whispered “and aint this what you wanted dirty slut? Flip over whore”

you got increasingly wetter at his words.

he pushed you off his thigh your head hitting the cushion. You looked up at toji your elbows sinking into the couch as you hold yourself up “I told you it was a good idea to get this big couch” Remembering how much he nagged you for buying such a big couch and how it was a waste of money.

you giggled slightly as he pulled at your shorts and slipping you out your pink panties “Yeah yeah shut up and spread em”

he placed your leg on his broad shoulder looking down at your bare soaping pussy. He could feel drool accumulate in his mouth. “Can’t believe you thought id give up this pretty pussy.” Giving your cunt a quick slap “This is my girl my fucking cunt.” He rub his fingers through your slicked up folds glistening as the dim light from the ceiling bulb hit it. He spits down your cunt a glob rolling down to your pulsing asshole making you jolt a lil.

Giving your cunt a quick lick he looked up at you as you whined “Cmon tell me who this pussy belongs to”

you grumbled “Tojiiii just eat it already” you just wanted stimulation your pussy was twitching with anticipation and the lack of stimulus was driving you insane.

Toji laughed giving your cunt a quick slap again “I said who does this fucking pussy belong to slut?”

“You! It’s your pussy toji please just touch it make me feel good”

You bite your lip as he smirked at your response you hated stroking the cocky bastards ego but you’d do just about anything for his tongue to be nuzzled deep inside your cunt

Without hesitation his head dipped down his tongue circled your clit “haaa just like that tojii” You threw your head back bucking your hips.

Starting off agonisingly slow he began to pick up the pace abusing your puckered up clit moving down to your entrance to scoop up your nectar to quench his thirst.

“Dirty girl bucking your hips like that you want it bad donchya” he mumbled into your pussy slurping filling up the room as he shoved his tongue deep into your vagina feeling your gummy walls encase his tongue. You moaned “Soooo bad!”

he knew the language of your pussy and he was determined to speak it. You tugged at his hair while he tongue fucked you, your moans were his favourite melody. He moved his tongue back up to your bundle of nerves suctioning on it sucking it into his mouth using his tongue to carefully trace T O J I claiming what was already his.

While he worked at your clit he decided to take the opportunity to stretch you out a little, his fingers found a home in your cunt as he thrust them into you his long but bulky fingers curling.

You were a babbling mess at this point toji had a way with you he knew exactly how to make your mind go blank and dumb, times like this he would practically put you into a brain cell deficit.

. “Shes taking my fingers so well” He mumbled again against the slurps of your clit. He found your g-spot immediately knowing your body like the back of his hand as he repeatedly pushed into you,

you roll your eyes back your other leg thrashing about. he holds it still curling his fingers feeling your gummy walls against his fingers your cunt consuming them. “hghhh- ah ah ah toji fuck fuck” you cursed biting your lip

he finally took his mouth away from his feast moving his body upwards to look at you clearly. The way your face contorted at his own manipulation- it went straight to his dick. Fuckkk he was so turned on.

“thas it good girl lemme hear those dirty sounds” his fingers fucking you frantically chasing your climax your moans and pants becoming more erratic “Im gonna cum gonna cum so bad please lemme cum” you cried out squeezing your eyes shut.

“go on doll cum cum all over my fingers baby gimme it gimme that release” waves of pleasure eroded at your senses as you succumb to a mind numbing orgasm creaming all over his fingers.

You panted your eyes still shut trying to recollect yourself. You slowly opened your eyes slightly to see his lick up his fingers.

“You don’t think its over right? We just got started.”

———

[warblogs17282]

A quick overview of Stolitz's kinks throughout the show, and the sex toys used throughout the show so far.

S1 E1: Just, this entire phone call Stolas had with Blitz where Stolas just went on about having sex with Blitz for a ridiculous amount of time, probably revealed 20 different fetishes of Stolas' with that one singular phone call tbh. Oh yea and the pet name 'Blitzy', can't forget about that being present during the entirety of season 1 as well.

S1 E2: Facesitting, and this off handed comment from Blitz. "Yea wait until her dad tries to diddle your holes."

S1 E5: Bondage, BDSM, and what looks like a ball gag.

S1 E6: Our first signs of Stolas showing heavy sexual masochism with the bear traps. That 'please do' in response to the bear traps comment just sends me WILD every time I hear it.

S2 E1: Biting, the origins of Stolas showing sexual masochism, blindfold, bondage, BDSM, and the origins of the pet name 'Blitzy'.

S2 E8: SEX TOY CENTRAL! 'I'll eat his birdpuss nice and rough' and 'position 37', which is apparently clit licking to what I could find on Google, so there's that alluded to in the first few minutes. Truth be told I have no fucking idea what's in the Stolas Sex Shit box (check the reply by vagabond-pinky on this post for what most of the sex toys in the box are called) other than the dildo gag (confirmed in the storyboard) and what I think is a horse butt plug.

The sex shopping spree. Sexy, horny, candles. More bondage. 'Simple pervert imp.'

Stolas not really being into the beads. Blindfolds. THE FUCKING DRAGON DRILLER 5000, NOW WITH VIBRATION!

(this ended up being a lot longer than I thought it would end up being lmao)

S2 E9: The flashbacks. A reference to an instagram post where I believe that Blitz was using some sort of vibrator on Stolas, more gags, and I think also quite literal horse play as well. More passionate kissing. WHATEVER THE HELL BLITZ IS DOING IN THE ONE FLASHBACK I ZOOMED IN ON, I NEED MORE OF THAT HOLY FUCKING SHIT.

Short 2: Blitz proclaiming that he's a fucking top! (Still widely believed that he's a switch, which I agree with.)

[cokou]

First of all: I absolutely adore your writing style. Can i request something for my favorite penguin boy? He needs way more love. Something like your reaction, seeing him without his hat for the first time or some enemy to lover trope. I guess we all know that he is just a sweet and caring guy but i cant help but think how he would react in this case. Like being attractive to reader but at the same time disliking reader (maybe due some sort of misunderstanding?)

I hope this makes sense. Have a sweet day and I really hope you would feel comfortable writing for him. <3

Troublesome 面倒な

Penguin × F!Reader ペンギン×エフ！読者

event. 100 followers event! Requests all open till 17th of July 2024. ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ sum. Accidentally revealing his face in front of you stirred up some misunderstanding. ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tw. SFW! No warnings tbh. ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ a/n. THANKYOUSOMUCH. Yes, yes, YES! I will definitely write this rn, I love this rq my fave one so far!! AND I KINDA PUT THIS UP MY EVENT ONG LOL <3 SORRY IF THIS WASN'T WHAT YOU EXPECTED D:// Do not translate or transfer my works, this is my only account. Will not be crossposted anywhere. // Masterlist♡

Another day inside the Polar Tang was definitely nothing different nor anything special from the other days spent with the Heart Pirates. The sounds of small bickering and some loud laughter could be heard once again from the room besides the corridor. The Polar Tang was docked on an Island, and now it was ready to venture into the seas again. The days went by so fast.

As you make your way into some random submarine window, you felt the slow motion of the submarine slowly backing up, making you lose your balance and almost falling into the floor. Although before you fell, someone had caught you just about time before you had hit the floor, giving you time to try and grab into the wall to stabilize yourself.

"Caught you! You really should prepare yourself ya'know! You've experienced this lotsa' timesss." Penguin teased you as he slowly placed you down onto the ground after catching you. "You owe me one." He sticks his tongue out.

"What the hell?! I didn't even need your help!" You rise back up immediately and almost losing balance again from the sudden motion of moving, you grabbed the wall pipe for dear life. You finally managed and dusting off your butt from the fall. "Look i don't owe you anything! I didn't even wanna get caught by you." You cross your arms and look at another direction.

Penguin snorts at your stubbornness and rolls his eyes at your comment. (Not that you saw him roll his eyes.)

"A simple thank you would've been enough." He didn't bother letting you say anything and immediately passed by you, scoffing. You mock him behind his back, copying his facial expression as his footsteps fade into the distance.

The submarine submerged into the ocean waters by now, hearing nothing but vibrations of the underwater tides and bubbles popping. You peek into the small rpunded windows that allowed you to see marine life animals once again. After dozing off for half an hour by the sub's window, you had realized that you still had duties to fulfill.

Sighing and dragging yourself onto the engine room, you hastily open up the door that it hit the wall connecting to it You enter the room stomping on the ground heavily. You suddenly shrieked as you see someone wearing a boiler suit but having no memory of them being on the submarine.

"H— Intrude—!" The man rushes his way close to you and covering your mouth way before you alarm everyone. You smell the faint scent of his cologne, being similar to the ones you had smelt from Penguin. You resist him and attacking his hands that were over your mouth. Biting his palm, making him jump and pulling your hair.

"H-Hey! It's me, Penguin!" Having him loosen his hands over your mouth, you stop resisting his movements and became calmer. The tone of his voice and a sound of what annoyed you was the indeed similar to Penguin, with no doubts you push him far enough to be able to give you two a comfortable space. Your eyebrows furrow in irritation.

"Peng?! Wh.. Where's your hat?!" You shrieked at him once again, your tone so loud it could be heard by the corridors. You take a moment to look at his face up and down and up, admiring his face that you've never seen before. You caught his eyes staring back at you with his mouth carving a look of nervousness and a frown.

"Ah...well, i kinda..spilt something on it, it's in the laundry room." He clarified your questions, his tone having a pint of nervousness on them. Fidgeting quietly with his fingers and giving you a slight smile.

"Your fault— but i never thought that I'd see your face this clear like before! I've only seen your mouth all the time."

" Could it be that....You find me handsome?! Awh you're so kind (Name)!" He laughs at his claim for you, making you look stupid and a blushing mess infront of him, making you much much more irritated than before. You felt veins pop on your forehead as you launch a kick on his knees as he drops into the floor laughing.

"No way!" You pinch the bridge of your nose as Penguin stopped laughing and stood up. Brushing his boiler suit dusts away, his playful and happy tone disappearing, being replaced with a much more serious one.

"Whateverrr....you suck (Name).." he claims. Crossing his arms as he felt disappointed with your answer, lowering his head and shooking them in distress.

"...Okay just a tiny bit handsome!" You grit your teeth at the guiltiness that you received with his unusual tone, changing your opinions to a much better one. You cross your arms just like him and stared at each other with furrowed eyebrows and a serious gaze. His eyes squinting, your teeth gritting hardly that you swore they were gonna break.

"Hah, thanks anyway..i never thought you'd actually give in." He lets his arms go and resting them besides his torso again, gaining a smile that always painted his facce on a usual day in Polar Tang. His gaze now softens and had a much more presenting look.

"Fuck off!...." Silence.

"Okay fine, I'm being quite serious!" You sigh at the honesty that you had revealed. Giving him the slightest smile you could ever give.

"You aren't that bad sometimes."

"I've never been bad! You just don't understand me is all!" Trying to clarify your defense, Penguin just laughs at your take for an excuse, causing you to punch him in the face a bit too hard. He drops to the floor hardly, making a loud tud.

Attracting the attention of the captain who passed by the corridors in hopes of room inspections. Instead he was met with you on your knees and saying sorry repeatedly to Penguin as he grabbed his face and curl into the floor in agony, having no work in progress. Law decides to never pair you two up ever again in duties. Making you gasp as you try to calm Penguin down by holding of his shoulders as he kick his feet into the air, covering his face with his hands.

Even the captain was shocked with finding Penguin without his usual hat. Making him wonder what rhe hell was happening in the Engine Room. After that incident, you ahd soften your side with Penguin as you two were never paired ever again for submarine duties. Law said it was for the best for you two. After all you two didn't have a progress that was started with.

©Cokou 2024, all works belong to me.

[bucknakedbuck-reborn]

Hello horny people, this is my nsfw blog. You can find my main @deerstar4 . Horny non-binary deer guy with a pretty nice cock.

Mutuals fucked: 3

I’m 6’3” 😏 American from the southwest (mst 🌵) SINGLE 😩

days since last orgasm: 3 😳

Currently at @bucknakedbuck Gonna be gradually transitioning from there to here, so I’ll be following a bunch of mutuals from here. Moots if u see this yoohoo!!!!! mutuals are welcome to interact/dm/be horny/ask for nudes

Kink list and bdsm quiz results:

Big yes

Exhibitionism, I like to show off and get compliments, and observe exposed hotties

Pet play, I’m puppy but also I’m the owner 😈 collars, leashes, animalism, pred/prey

Praise, words of affirmation 4everrrr 🥴 love knowing what a good boy I am and telling my partners how good they are for me <3 tiny bit of teasing too ;3

Service, I’m a people pleaser by hobby, love using ppls kinks that make them 😵‍💫 and receiving service too

Bondage, I like the idea of being tied up with no control, and also inflicting that on someone else

Orgasm control, I wanna know exactly when I’m allowed to jerk it and cum, and I wanna tell you the same 😈 wanna be told to edge and tell someone to edge, curious about chastity

Breeding, need someone to take my fawns 🥴

Sadism, very light, mostly like spanking and choking, hair pulling and such, but can get more hardcore

Voice, I have a lovely baritone voice, perfect for dirty talking and coaching you through an orgasm 😏 also hearing moaning drives me wild

Oral fixation, kissing licking biting giving head getting head 🥴

Cum, love to shoot big loads (when I can) and watch dicks that cum gallons!! Creampies too 🤤

Switching, im all about obedience and control when im domming but I’m so down for the strap and hung tops as a bottom 😵‍💫

Hypnosis, I enjoy using my words and my voice to my advantage 😏 also into being hypnotized tbh

Intox, I love being high (working on cutting back) and I wanna associate it more with sex, wanna get someone absolutely stoned for me to use and also have someone regulate how much I should smoke 💯

Free use, into the idea of implied consent, I take what I want from others and they can take what they want from me (consent is still important and will be discussed) somno, some cnc

Corruption, let’s make each other worse 🥴

Role play, I like dominant yet subservient roles: knight/king, priest/god, werewolf, evil scientist, daddy, master, interrogator, puppy, buck/doe

Other things I like

furry porn, shits hot

Uncut cocks 😵‍💫 cut dicks are fine and lovely but if you have foreskin ohughghhh pspspspspspspsps

Group sex

Hard no

Scat

Diapers

Feral/cub

Vore

Vomit

”sissy” kinks (middle age men dni 🙄)

Anything else is up for debate or not considered yet :3 feel free to ask, I will try to tag things outside of this list

posts: #deer noise

nudes: #deer butt

[aka-tua-braindump]

Me after reading TBH:

THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NO WAY TOBIAS DID NOT KNOW ABOUT THE SECRET. NO FUCKING WAY.

He knew about Toby and about Eve and literally everything else. There is no way he did not know. No. Fricking. Way.

It's going to come back and bite everyone in the butt I just know it.