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[mushiewrites]

🌸 1 - do you have a favorite melt spot?

🌱 2 - if you could tickle/be tickled by any fictional character, who would you choose?

from this post!

🌸 - do you have a favorite melt spot?

pprobably uhm…..back maybe? upper back bc…reasons. maybe forearms too, they always feel nice! and soooommmmeeetimes sides but it needs to be done a certain way or else it will Not Be Melty

🌱 - if you could be tickle/be tickled by any fictional character, who would you choose?

XD. always. always always always 😵‍💫😖

[sheisbeautyweareworldass]

the shirt is incredibly see through wow 😭😭

[cryiling]

yeah basically

[slutty-asexual-bby]

The image of her on top of me, her fingers deep inside me, my hips rolling to meet them because it feels so good. My moans being swallowed by her while she kisses me senseless and I pull her closer and tug on her hair and I cum so hard I scream her name.

[milkygothgf]

I love when people integrate my disabilities into kink. Like yes please make me ride you until I physically start giving out then take over thrusting into me while still underneath me. Swat me with my own cane. Lay my braces out for me with the lingerie you pick. Look up ways to tie me up that aren't putting pressure on my bad joints. Plan out multiple positions so we can keep me from getting sore. Take over jerking yourself off for me and make me watch when my wrists are giving out. Somno on days I'm too in pain to do anything but sleep. Intox kink when I'm self medicating for the pain. Sensory deprivation when I'm too overstimulated to enjoy myself. Disabled people can still be kinky and it makes me so much hornier when you take my disabilities into account!!!

[angelyuji]

yandere stanley and stanford pines somno thoughts :)

18+!!!

tw // somnophilia, noncon, dubcon, drugging, pls lmk if i missed any tags

sorry there’s a read more link, this one is a little intense so… mind the tws and tags pls🥰🥰

stan is not sneaky or quiet going into your room. he thinks he’s being quiet, but he’s not. after a couple times, he stops bothering. like it clicked for him that it doesn’t matter if you do wake up cuz either way you’re in his home and there’s no way out. no amount of screaming will save you either, like the shack is out in the woods.

the first time wasn’t on purpose, it was a heatwave and stan woke up around 2 am not being able to go back go sleep in the heat. sooo he goes to ur room to check on you, yk to see if you’ve fallen asleep yet or if ur awake like him. he’d go into your room and see the 4 different standing fans he bought for you turned on, and also see that you’re only sleeping in your underwear. the heat was killing you, so obviously you had to strip. immediately stan’s next to your bed, hand slowly messaging your naked chest. you moan a little in your sleep and stan takes that as a sign that you’re literally begging for him. like moaning??? in your sleep??? ok SLUT. same thing next evening, except stan goes farther. and like he’s been out of the game for so long yk so he’s just curious. and like it’s not his fault you were tempting him, he’s an old man. he takes a couple risks: kissing you, pushing a couple fingers into your mouth or hole to see how much of him you could take. by day 3, he’ll see that your body is being conditioned to respond to his touch and he’s actually gonna lose it.

your eyes flutter open, a moan falling from your lips, as you feel something press against your heat. “hey there, dollface.” stan grins at you and you jolt awake, trying to move away.

“stan, don’t! get-”

stan grabs your waist and pulls you back, cutting you off, “no point in trying to run, baby.” he flips you over, pushing your face into the pillow. he gets to his knees and pushes into you, stopping to feel the melting heat.

“s-stan p-please” you moan, muffled by the pillow.

“please what, sugar.” stan grins as you try to move your hips. he grabs a fistful of your hair, making you arch to look at him.

“please, please keep going”

ford is the sorta the opposite of stan like he couldve been doing this to you for months and you wouldve never known. like he definitely crushes up some sleeping pills into your food when you’re not looking. he knows what he’s doing is wrong and knows he should stop, but he can’t help it, you’re just so beautiful.

i feel like first time it happened, it was probably when you fell asleep in his lab. you had stayed with him to do some research and when you fell asleep, he decided to carry you to bed. the warmth of your body against his was enough to get him flustered, but when he laid you down, he took the opportunity to press a kiss to your mouth. and dude… he was immediately devastatingly horny like one kiss almost took him out. he definitely booked it out of your room out of embarrassment (even though you weren’t conscious to see) after this, he didn’t make eye contact with you or talk to you for a couple days. you end up confronting him about it and instead of telling you his feelings, he decided that he should just drug you to keep using you without having to vulnerable.

i feel like every time he does this, even if you’re not awake, he’s apologizing to you and making sure that you cum too. like he feels sooo bad for doing this to you, but like the guilts not gonna stop him. the only reason you ever realized is cuz he fucked up on the pills and you woke up to him pounding into you like a rabbit.

“f-ford, get off me.” you could feel every inch of him as he held you close. you try to push him off you, but instead he folds you in half, legs hooking his shoulders.

in this position, you could hardly think or breathe, he went deep and hard into you. as he gets quicker, he starts to mumble into your ear, “i can’t stop, i-i’m sorry, i’m s-so sorry.” he bites into your shoulder and you moan. “you just feel so good.”

for both ford and stan, once you wake up to them using you and you end up not telling anyone what happened, they’ll take that as a green light to keep doing this to you. and then it evolves from at night while you’re sleeping to the afternoon in a public mall bathroom.

(i kinda want to write about that now… but also… tutor!ford x reader… stan x babysitter!reader… im thinking thoughts…)

[rongzhi]

English added by me :)

[trollochkonst]

@oddarette made me hungry with that meatsicle so I had to make a 3D render of it.

[wolvietxt]

ᰔ steady hands !

↳  lumberjack!logan howlett x reader

it had been an exhausting day - the kind that left you running on fumes and aching for something, anything, to ease the weight in your chest. your quaint cottage felt quiet when you stepped inside, your bag slipping off your shoulder with a heavy thud onto the floor. you kicked off your shoes, the sound echoing faintly in the vast space, but you barely had the energy to care. everything felt too much, and at the same time, like it was all slipping through your fingers.

“you’re home.”

your head lifted at the sound of logan’s voice, deep and warm, coming from the library. you didn’t even get a chance to respond before he appeared in the doorway, one hand braced on the frame. his hair was a little mussed, like he’d been raking his fingers through it while working, and his flannel hung loose over a plain t-shirt. it was such a simple sight, but it made your throat tighten all the same.

he stepped closer, his brow furrowing as his gaze swept over you. “you okay, sweetheart?”

all you could manage was a small shake of your head, tears burning at the back of your eyes. you’d been holding them in all day, trying to push through the tension and frustration, but now… now, with logan standing there, looking at you like you were the most important thing in the world, you felt the dam start to crack.

“c’mere, baby,” he said softly, holding out his hand.

you didn’t hesitate. within moments, his arms were around you, pulling you into the solid warmth of his chest. the familiar scent of him - a mix of wood, coffee, and something uniquely logan - washed over you, grounding you in a way nothing else could. his chin rested lightly on top of your head, and his large hands smoothed soothingly over your back, their warmth seeping through your clothes.

“rough day?” he murmured.

you nodded against him, your arms wrapping tightly around his middle. you could feel the strength in his embrace, the quiet steadiness that he always seemed to radiate, and it made your tears finally spill over. they were silent, slipping down your cheeks as you clung to him like he was the only thing keeping you tethered to the ground.

logan didn’t say anything for a while, just held you close, his hands never stopping their slow, comforting movements. when your breathing started to even out, he pulled back slightly, just enough to tilt your chin up with one gentle finger. his hazel eyes searched yours, filled with nothing but concern and quiet affection.

“why don’t we sit down for a bit?” he suggested, his voice soft but firm.

he guided you toward the couch in the library, but instead of sitting down beside you, he settled himself first and then tugged lightly on your hand. “come here,” he said again, his tone leaving no room for argument.

before you knew it, you were perched on his lap, your knees tucked on either side of his hips. he wrapped his arms snugly around your waist, holding you close like he never wanted to let go. the position felt intimate, but more than that, it felt safe. logan’s chest was broad and solid beneath you, his warmth seeping into your skin as you rested your forehead against his shoulder.

“better?” he asked quietly, his lips brushing against your temple.

you nodded, your hands clutching lightly at the fabric of his shirt. “you’re warm,” you mumbled, the words muffled against his shoulder.

logan chuckled softly, the sound rumbling through his chest. “you’re freezing,” he countered, rubbing his hands gently over your back. “guess i’ll just have to hold you until you warm up.”

his words brought a small, shaky smile to your lips, and you let yourself relax against him, your weight sinking fully into his embrace. one of his hands came up to cradle the back of your head, his fingers threading gently through your hair, while the other stayed firmly around your waist, keeping you anchored to him.

“you’re good at this,” you murmured after a while, your voice soft and a little hoarse from crying.

“at what?” logan asked, tilting his head slightly to look down at you.

“at… this. making me feel better. like everything’s okay.”

his lips curved into a small, almost shy smile, and he pressed another kiss to your temple. “you make it easy,” he said simply, his voice full of quiet sincerity.

you didn’t know how long you stayed like that, wrapped up in each other on the couch. time seemed to slow, the rest of the world fading away until it was just the two of you. logan’s touch never wavered, his hands moving in slow, soothing patterns that made you feel like you could melt into him entirely.

“hey,” he said after a while, his voice breaking the comfortable silence. “d’you want to talk about it?”

you hesitated, your fingers idly tracing the seams of his shirt. “can you just hold me for now,” you whispered. “i’ll tell you later.”

“take your time, baby,” he said, tightening his hold on you slightly. “i’m not going anywhere.”

and he didn’t. logan stayed there with you, his presence steady and unwavering, until the tension in your body finally began to ease. eventually, your breathing slowed, your eyes growing heavy as the exhaustion of the day caught up with you. you felt yourself drifting, lulled by the steady rhythm of logan’s heartbeat beneath your cheek.

just before sleep claimed you, you heard him murmur softly, “i’ve got you, sweetheart. always.”

and for the first time all day, you believed it.

ᰔ logan howlett : @notacleangirl, @v3lv3tf0x, @dugiioh, @whxtewolf, @rooroen

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taglist form linked in pinned post :3

[subrossa]

happy #rankaneweek 2024 ♡

day three — just like a dream

“i can't help falling in love with you…all of you.”

x, ig

[souvenir116]

Q: Tell us how you both met, when did the friendship start?

Virgil: We went on tinder and then we-

Max: Well, in this case, I guess grindr then! Oh my God... we cannot use that!

Virgil: New start, new start!!

Max on grindr:

[ssoliloquyy]

may i propose:

…now that’s just foul 😭

In a perfect JJK Olympics AU world, I’d like to think Riko and Toji only cross paths like this:

1. Riko gets lost at the Olympics, so gymnasts Gojo and Geto are tasked to escort her safely back to Kuroi.

2. Mamaguro is ALIVE AND WELL.

3. Riko and Toji know nothing about each other 😌🙏 (I am coping so hard)

[ayellowapple]

Gon hugs redraw!

Bonus sketches ✨️✨️✨️

[whattheheckisatazelwurm]

I love her caffeinated girlie energy so much

[milkygothgf]

"Wow you're really getting off on this, huh? You're so gross. Icky little pervert, aren't you? Look how wet you are over something so disgusting. You love this. You're sick."

[bin4ry0ld7ree]

mmrs