#but I can't write while I'm laying down yknow?

[potatoplace]

Someone tell me to get out of bed and start writing

[almondamaretto]

hii i loved ur crossfaded story, do u think u could do some stoner matt bf hcs? 🫶🫶

YESSSSS omg girl u have good taste

i was looking for an excuse to write ts. also not proofread!! and not good because i was high!!

stoner!matt x afab!reader

warnings: use of weed, smut

— ok lets get one thing straight, this man is one of those deep thought, random fact stoners that make you rethink everything about the world.

— "who decided that the alphabet was in alphabetical order? maybe we wanted e first, yknow?"

— always has at least one joint or the makings for one joint on him at all times. not as bad as chris who i would imagine carries around like 2-3 all the time.

— i would give anything to see this man rolling a fuckin joint.

— feels like an unpopular opinion i'm not sure, but he definitely thinks watching his girl roll one is hot. especially if you're not as experienced as him, yet still make an effort to try and impress him.

— if you're a stoner, he's buying you cute shit. cute papers, a cute grinder, lighters and stash boxes.

— is either non-verbal while high or actually yapping with no in between, but the simple truth his, he wants to be touching you at all times.

— imagine js sitting there, chatting his ear off, reflecting on your day n he's just staring, completely engrossed. meanwhile his fingers have been trailing up and down your thigh...

— or, he's running his mouth while taking a hold of your hand, leaving chaste kisses all over your hand, face, neck, and lips, only quiet whilst doing so.

— would def always be down to smoke w you, he could never say no to his sweet girl.

— loves to smoke in a group with his brothers, closest friends, and you cause he is a big quality time guy, but there is something so satisfying about being alone with you, watching the way you move through the haze filling the room.

— i think he would get more jealous while under the influence, you just look so good and he knows what every other guy is thinking.

— he is obviously very touchy and needy when he's high, but he also speaks in such an insatiable way, voicing all his dirty thoughts with no reserve.

— "and that's when- wow i can't shut up" "i could think of a few ways to shut you up."

— and you're gagged. figuratively and literally.

— one day, the friend group is at a party or some type of event. you and matt are nowhere to be found though, tucked away in some large room behind a locked door, the window cracked open.

— the roach of a used up joint was thrown onto the bedside table, hands now busy with pulling each other impossibly closer.

— he had pulled you up onto his lap, large hands gripping your ass as you pressed against his hard-on. your lips were quickly pressed together in sloppy kisses, your hands exploring his torso enthusiastically, his grazing up your sides and ass.

— "you were sittin' so pretty down there for me doll. did you really expect me to not pay attention?"

— he grumbles out while his lips ghost over your neck. you practically melt into his hands.

— chris came banging on the door, talking about something neither of you had interest in. matt never faltered in his movements, continue to squeeze your ass and nibble on your neck and chest.

— "matt!" "shh, stay quiet for me baby, he'll leave soon."

— when chris persists, he's groaning loudly and laying you gently on the bed, leaving a final kiss to your lips. he swings the door open to reveal only himself, blood-shot eyes and lip gloss smeared over his lips. his hair was jostled every which way, chest heaving slightly.

— chris just grins and shakes his head, mumbling something to matt that undoubtedly makes him roll his eyes.

— "nick and i wanna go to this other party madi's going to, you gotta drive us."

— he immediately refuses and goes to shut the door, but somehow chris convinces him with the reasoning of "less people means less chance someone tries to barge in."

— side note, you always get whichever seat you want and aux when matt's driving, it makes the other two go insane.

— mornings when you both don't have anything important to do or wake up a little earlier than usual, he wants to do two things.

— 1. wake and bake

— 2. morning sex.

— i mean seeing you first thing in the morning, getting high, and then fucking you dumb? thats his own personal heaven.

— it's doesn't take long for you to end up face down whimpering into a pillow while he drills into you from behind, senses heightened by the drug.

— he's struggling himself to keep quiet, opting to let out small grunts and whimpering into your ear, otherwise biting his lip to stay quiet.

— you fill all of his senses so well, your sounds sounding so heavenly to him, your walls squeezing him so well while he thrusts into your tight cunt.

— "doing so good for me mama, takin' me so well." he strains out as he gets close. you're both especially sensitive, highs coming all too soon.

so sorry if this is bad y'all 😭

[nighttime-horrors]

The way you write HABIT is everything… <3

Could you write something about HABIT and the reader living together domestically? Maybe reader having to obey and act like they love HABIT so it doesn’t yknow.. kill them. Reader might actually start to enjoy HABITs presence after a while and stuff. (Basically Stockholm syndrome-) idk like domestic fluff with a touch of angst

Idk I’m sorry if this ask doesn’t make any sense 😭

⊹ฺ Requested by a lovely Anon! ♡

⊹ฺ Characters: HABIT (EverymanHYBRID)

⊹ฺ Contains: GN! Reader; Mentions of death (not descriptive); HABIT is his own warning ♡; Use of "bunny" as a pet name; The usual Predator/Prey dynamic; A forehead kiss; Allusions to something like Stockholm Syndrome; SFW

⊹ฺ Note: I'm so sorry for the wait!! I really hope you enjoy this and I'm sorry if I'm a little rusty! Thank you for the request! <3

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Your eyes lazily stare at the being across the room.

HABIT is leaned against a table, both of his palms laying flat against its surface. You don't know what's going through his head and you aren't sure if you want to know. With HABIT, it could be anything, and more often than not, whatever was going on in his mind wasn't good. Your stomach twists slightly at the thought.

"Hey, bunny." HABIT's voice is sharp and commanding. His eyes don't leave the tabletop, but you feel as though his gaze is burning into you. "C'mere."

You're immediately on your feet and walking away from the couch you were curled up on. Your nerves scream at you to stop moving or to run the other way, but you continue to take quick steps to the demon. You stop at the other side of the table and know that you're noticably more tense than you were a moment ago. To make things worse, you know HABIT knows it, too.

HABIT finally looks up from the table, eyeing you up and down with a raised eyebrow. "Why're you so far away?" You quickly fix your mistake, nerves barely settling at the slight gleam of amusement in his eyes. Once you round the table, you offer HABIT a shy smile, looking at his face. You're still too scared to look him in the eyes. You make yourself, though, ignoring the pain that comes with it. The eyes only belong to the body HABIT's in, now. You don't know if Evan's ever coming back.

He finally moves from his position and properly turns to you. You know he can see how tense you are, the inward curl of your shoulders and the way your hands resist balling up at your sides. You're scared of him and he knows it. He lives for it. HABIT knows how much something as simple as his presence hurts you; he's tortured and killed your friends, has tortured you, yet he can still see the slight hint of softness in your eyes. His favorite activity is taking advantage of that part of you.

His smirk broadens and you flinch. One of his hands slowly raises at your side, barely skimming your arm. You can't help the shiver that runs through your body. HABIT's hand goes from your side to your torso, continuing to move upward until his fingers made contact with the leather collar around your neck, squeezing the material in his fist. Your eyes widen and your throat suddenly feels tight.

You had forgotten that the collar was even there. Ever since HABIT had fully taken over Evan's body after being summoned, it had been around your neck, tight as ever. It hasn't come off since HABIT put it on you and the only time it ever even moved was when HABIT decided to use it as a leash or the few times you had tried to pull it off. None of those attempts had ended well, and even if it was just in your head, you would have swore that it got tighter each time you tried removing it. Each tug at the fastener in the back did nothing for you.

HABIT pulls you closer to him and you realize just how much has become normal to you in regard to him. You wouldn't say you'd become comfortable around him, you weren't sure HABIT would let you be if it were a possibility. Despite the fear and unease he pulled from you, however, you also somehow felt safe. It was like you knew deep down that you were too fun for him to just throw away. You were sure things wouldn't stay like that between you forever, but for the moment you would let yourself toy with the idea of being safe with him. Being safe enough to keep from dying was enough.

"Aww, bunny," he coos, a chuckle rumbling through his chest. "There's no need to flinch. You know I won't hurt ya." You look down instinctively at his hand around your collar before looking up at him. Your eyebrows are raised in a disbelieving manner, but not in a way that would make him angry. You managed to somehow keep the look lighthearted. The look must have been soft enough, because before you knew it, he laughed, giving you a loud and uncharacteristic kiss on your forehead.

You hate to admit it, but you love HABIT's soft moments. They're incredibly rare, but when they happen, you always take advantage of them. Even though there was no reason for it to happen, HABIT's softer moments felt natural to you. It was almost as if the two of you hadn't thought about killing each other, or as though he hadn't killed your loved ones and possessed your favorite person. Moments like this made you feel warm and like you weren't in danger. You hated how it made you feel, but it was a welcome escape. Almost like a necessary evil.

"Oh, come on, bunny. Don't look at me like that." HABIT teases, unwrapping his fingers from your collar and moving them to rest against your throat. "It makes me want to hurt you."

[simpjaes]

i see omo is in yellow but if you’re willing to write about it…mtl likely to be into it 👀

MTL: hyung line + omo/piss lovers

warnings: if u aren't into pee or ur like, weird about it, don't read this obv. squirting!!! yay!!!, im clearly jay biased in this one even tho he's the least likely lmfaoooo

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★ jake: is he first bc i think he's a puppy? yes. do i see him as the type to literally piss on his girl to lay claim? yes. honestly, i think jake is the type to be into just about anything if his girl wants it or is okay to try it. the piss stuff would be allllllllllll him for the most part tho. such a messy pup for a messy situation too. after all, if the two of you aren't left a mess after the fact, then clearly it wasn't good enough. not to mention, even outside of sexual situations, it probably turns him on. always a possessive thing. in the shower? "just let it go babe, it's okay." and when you do, he's blatantly slapping your clit through it and watching your knees buckle :( holding you close to him so you don't slip and fall, hardening by the second feeling it run down his leg as he holds you, knowing you can't hold it in after you start, encouraging you that it's okay, he likes it.

☆ heeseung: a nasty motherfucker i'm telling you. he held his bladder one time by accident bc it was just...yknow, circumstances of the day or whatever, then later found himself jerking off before relieving himself. the pressure was insaaaaaaane for him, to the point it was his best orgasm probably. that would've been the beginning for him. just full bladder stuff, doing it himself, begging you to try it too. like, "baby please, it'll feel soooo good after holding it all day". and all of that would def open the flood gates for watersports though. tons of squirting for you, lots of degradation, hella piss play. im talking like, he'd probably be obsessed with the embarrassing aspect of it. despite doing it himself, he'd always make you feel gross for enjoying it too.

★ sunghoon: probably not like a super fan of being pissed on or pissing on other people but a huuuuuuuuuuuge fan of pleasure and making his girl squirt. he's the type who probably didn't know squirting was practically just piss too, so after a while with you he'd be like ":( i always try to make you squirt but it never happens, you just get really wet and that's it." and you'd be like "well....if you're not afraid of a little piss, i could probably squirt for you." and he'd be 100% IN THE GAME at that point. bro would not give a fuck what's shooting out of you, as long as it's going into his mouth tbh. he's drinking that shit, probably super into the full-bladder stuff after too. like "drink more water babe, you're gonna need it." and "where do you think you're going?" if he sees you disappear towards the bathroom shortly before he's about to rail you into the next dimension.

☆ jay: man, jay, jay, jay. the service top of all service tops, willing to do and try just about anything with you if it means you're screaming his name and clinging to him in a way that feels like your fingernails could bring blood. i don't think he'd want you to piss on him blatantly, nor do i think he'd do it to you- unless...well, one night you whisper something filthy to him regarding a new thing to try. this time you'd probably whisper something like "i saw this video online...real nasty stuff...wouldn't be into it normally but-". his cock would immediately stand to attention but he probably wouldn't jump into the act right then and there. it would be saved for one of those days where he's really degrading you (for your pleasure). like, pulling out of you mid fuck, straddling your stomach with his cock in hand, looking at your teary eyes and saying "you wanted it so bad didn't you? here, go on, open your mouth then." and you'd be totally shocked, forgetting you brought it up at all until he's flexing his abs and forcing himself to piss. loooorddd would his relieved face look sexy too. and that's when you'd realized just how into it you are. after all, it's not like you haven't drank his cum out of him anyway, this isn't much different to you.

least

[toxycodone]

genital headcannons for :

Falin

Laios

Chilchuck

Toshiro

Namari

Venery

Thistle

Falin definitely has a penis, I think hers is probably the biggest out of Laios' party? Namari definitely packs, I would let her peg me for hours omg..... she could ruin me. Ermmm.. Chilchuck probably has a big cock for a halfling, he's fucking TALL !!!! bro has to be packing something. Also shaved or not shaved... Namari body hair everywhere OMG I need her to shove my face into her bush I need to smell her. Sorry I'm being a little too straight (? I am a man but this feels gay idk) ... anyway chil, Namari, and Falin are unshaved, full bush down there. I feel like Toshiro at his best keeps everything trimmed !! but when he can't even shave his face when he's at his lowest... bro wouldn't have the energy to take care of it. Hmm and then Laios could be either way..?? We know he shaves his face and keeps his hair short bc he doesn't wanna look like his dad, but would he even think of shaving his pubes????? Idk. Wait is this a weird thing to think about? Oh wait do elves grow body hair??? I feel like thistle would have some body hair if it's possible, I feel like they can't... unless my DND 5e knowledge is getting mixed with uhmmm. What is it called... DUNGEON MESHI I think I'm starting to dissociate I'm going to stop typing lmfao

FALIN - GIRLCOCK. Whether you are a trans!Falin fan or what, in my eyes after the red dragon thing. She gets girl cock. I can see this as either like, a penis or like T-dick. Whatever you decide. But whatever it is her situation is definitely unique. Also she got a bush frfr

Laios - COCK. (I am also a trans!Laios fan so like. He can have anything in his pants it don’t matter imma eat it but usually when I write him it’s cock). His dick is as painfully average as he is. Not crazy length wise but he got some girth to it. I’m thinking like. 5 inches frfr. Maybe 6 but that’s generous imo. No manscaping just vibes he’s full bush down there. And body hair on his chest/legs/arms and around his groin

Chilchuck - OKAY. His dick is probably like more similar to an average tallman penis. Which is remarkable considering he’s like half their size. I’m gonna give him four inches and he’s breaking other halflings in half with it but with other races. He’s learned how to use it. Chilchuck is a real one. Light on body hair, but would keep it tidy when he’s not in the dungeon (I think he likes to manscape and like. Appreciate himself in the mirror lol)

Toshiro - He is ALL length and so embarrassed about it. (Def afraid he’s gonna hurt you.) He could learn to love it with a supportive partner though. I think for a while he’s rocking bush because like, yknow. That stuff isn’t really talked about…but he figured it out for himself that when he takes his time and shaves and stuff after a anything or whatever he’ll do some trimming down there because he likes the neatness. I like to think he grows body hair but it’s not super dark for some reason (besides on his face people get jealous at the beard he can grow)

Namari - SHE IS JUST LIKE ME I GET HER VIBE SO WHAT IM SAYING HERE IS CANON: SHE HAS CRAZY PUSS BUT IS ALWAYS ROCKING THE STRAP. Namari doesn’t let anyone fuck her hole unless they’re in a committed relationship (she does not play about that either if you insert anything in her sex is over). Insane with the strap too. She’s someone I can genuinely see breaking the bed with her strokes. Also she’s got body hair for days. Like other Dwarf women she can grow a beard too but she usually shaves. (Namari with stubble…I’m bout to go feral.)

Venery - Started off with a human vagina. Now it’s some weird mix between that + hyena + dragon cock. I think he’s canonically intersex due to the ancient magic. But he’s happy about it. Also UHHHHHH…..HE LAYS EGGS. JS.

Thistle - Okay Thistle is so trans to me I think he gives himself top surgery when he’s getting older with ancient magic. He leaves the downstairs area alone because he’s fine with just presenting masc that’s good enough for him. Very low body hair he just sits in the middle of gender ambiguous for REAL.

[merakiui]

I ended up listening to it and "Ah, It's a Wonderful Cat Life" IS so Floyd... I see the Floyd cat vision!! Yknow I was also considering how it may be to have both cat eels btw. Imagining them fighting for their owner's attention is so fun. This was sort of brought up with the puppyboy Floyd thing from one of your other asks but I could absolutely see the two of them arguing about something (though imagining them arguing about You makes this sillier to me personally) and it getting to where Jade is totally faking being upset/scared or maybe even being injured if it got to that point so that you give him even more attention when he comes running over to you after while Floyd is probably getting told off for being just so mean to his brother. Jade getting scratched behind the ears and held (maybe even making faces at Floyd when you aren't looking at him because he so just lost) while Floyd is sitting there being forced to apologize to him. So so silly.

Also can catboys purr? I'm going to be honest I have absolutely no idea. But also sorta relating to Floyd being glued to you after taking him in,, Floyd who keeps laying down on top of you at night (or weaseling his way into your bed so he's holding you,, so you're trapped in his arms) so you're stuck under with him when you're supposed to be getting up in the morning (or really.. floyd who keeps turning off your morning alarms. which he could so also do but him crushing you is sillier)... and really you can't just Move him... pushing him off just doesn't really go your way! But also he'd look so happy with himself. Purring if he could do that (which is why I bought it up. totally related! :3). Would really want to ruin that?? 🤨 Totally not. You're stuck here with him now! That's just how it is.

But I totally get you about the vision btw!! The grip a good plot can have on a person </3 goodness gracious. Also I'm going to be honest when I first started reading your work it made me want to start writing again. While I haven't,, I so totally get wanting to write Jade, etc unrestrained. It seems SO fun !! Perhaps one day I'll get to it. and if I do I probably will show up again to tell you about it lol

I am gonna try and catch up on a much of the previews as I can before TMDG comes out 🫡 if I remember to. Also Im sorry my asks have been so long like every time I come through I have such an issue with rambling 😭 I'm sure it's fine but goodness I'm making you put in work to get through my asks /j

- :3 anon

Aaaaa I'm so happy you can see the catboy Floyd vision!!!! >0< "ah, it's a wonderful cat life" is so very Floyd. <3 and I love the idea of the twins arguing over you; they're too silly!! Jade taking every opportunity to act hurt or upset after an argument with Floyd, and it works on you every time. T_T so now Floyd has to grumble out an apology just so he won't make you sad, and Jade is basking in the attention he gets from you while Floyd's silently scowling. Whether a puppyboy or a catboy, he will always have issues with Jade when it comes to you and your love. orz

:O maybe they can purr!!! In my mind, yes to that question a million times!!!! I would do anything to hear little purrs and mrrps from catboy Floyd!!!!!!!! Omg the image of this big catboy eel lying on top of you in bed and being so content and eepy....... 🥺 it's both silly and cute. You can't move him because he's so heavy, and even if you do manage to push him off he's just going to come back and cling to you even harder. >:) he will have his cuddle time with his shrimpy!! You're never getting rid of him; he's here to stay forever. :D

The Vision is always recurring... orz there are so many things I always want to write, so it's gripping me in a chokehold. ;;; but I'm so happy to hear my works can inspire you to start writing again! I hope if you ever do get back into it you will have lots of motivation forever!!! Please tell me all about it if and when you do. <3 also also!!! Writing Jade is so much fun. I recommend it hehe!! :3c

There are many tmdg previews scattered within my blog, so I hope you can enjoy them!!!! Jade is silly in most, if not all, of them. And please don't worry for long asks!!! I love reading asks of all kinds, especially the ones with passionate ramblings. Please feel free to write as much as you would like in your messages!! <3

[just-your-average-cryptid]

On Dragons

One of the things I enjoy about writing is creature design - I mainly go for fantasy, so whimsical beasts and strange creatures is pretty much a given. However, I have some... thoughts about typical dragon design and ecology, because yes I will make an ecosystem for the dragon why wouldn't you?

Essentially, my problem with typical dragons is that they don't feel real in the context of the setting. Yeah, yeah, big scary fire-breathing beast, but where does it live? What does it eat? How do those tiny wings lift up its massive body? Most authors I've read just kinda... handwave those questions with "it's fiction chill out look at this epic magic fight" but I'm a worldbuilding fanatic and dammit I want answers. And if I can't get those answers, I might as well make my own, eh?

So you've got your classic reptilian dragons: scales, horns, claws, the works. Iconic, recognizable, but not very realistic in the basic body type of "big lizard but with wings" or "dinosaur but with wings." That's not to say that reptilian dragons can never be used, they just need to be adapted - what if, somewhere deep in the desert, a massive serpentine dragon waits under the sand, snapping up anything that treks over its waiting jaws? Afterwards, it'll settle down in the sand and distribute heat through its wings, keeping the main body cool enough while it sinks back into the sands.

I do have a soft spot for avian dragons, mainly because they're less common and avoid some of the logistical issues with reptilian dragons. Granted, they can also be "lizard with wings but we gave it feathers this time," but for the most part they pay more attention to, yknow, making a creature that can conceivably fly and not just plummet to the ground immediately. But unless you're making their bones very hollow, a large avian isn't likely to have much flight capabilities. Gliding, though? Sort of like a flying squirrel or those weird spiraling snakes? That could work. Maybe it lives in forests and jungles, where it can swoop down on prey from above and clamber back into the trees for safety.

What do I see as the best base for dragons? Simple: bats. Think about it, their body layout is pretty easy to adapt into a dragon. Maybe tone down the ears unless you're keeping the echolocation, but the wing-to-body ratio and wing shape are perfect. Scale up the size a little and you've got a decent-sized, plausible dragon ready to be dropped into whatever habitat suits it.

Now, that doesn't mean big dragons can't exist; they just need a bit more room. Migratory dragons! Maybe they head to warm places like islands or volcanoes to breed and lay eggs, where their young can chase smaller prey and learn to fly before joining the flock (heh) in more temperate places the rest of the year. Or, if they're a cold-loving dragon, they hatch when the snow melts so they've got their warm feather/fur coat grown in once the frost hits. Dragons as a terraforming agent, bringing seeds and maybe even the eggs of certain species where they travel, like ducks bringing undigested fish eggs to new ponds and lakes. Dragons as apex predators keeping the local or even continental ecosystem in balance by picking off sick and weakened animals and keeping prey populations in check.

Dragon ecology!

[divine-misfortune]

YOU UNDERSTANDDDDDD !!!!!!!!!!! <3

if you have thoughts… please share, i beg 👀 /nf

Steeples fingers

So my thoughts are all over the place there is no coherency in this house

No but like I've bothered Crim about them soo much because I'm obsessed

Phantom is too - phantom thinks that Zeph is the prettiest thing ever willed into existence. A fallen star gracing the earth, gracing him, with their mere presence.

He admired them from afar for the longest time. Hiding in the shelves of the library, peeking up from a book he'd been pretending to read for an hour, all to catch a glimpse. See them in their element; glasses slipped down the bridge of their nose, brow furrowed, focused on transcribing. He loves the shape of their profile, the way they move their lips silently while writing, oh he's outright smitten with every fine detail. And he hasn't gone unnoticed...Zephyr doesn't think he's subtle, but they like the attention. They spare him these crooked soft smiles in passing and he nearly trips over himself. Makes his heart beat out of his chest.

Theyre good for each other, yknow?

Phantom's quintessence is good for easing the aches they can't seem to soothe themself, and Zephyr helps the poor bug when his lungs can't seem to take the air he needs. They brought him out of his first asthma attack, careful to guide each breath with their magic. He thought they were an angel in his panic.

A lot of Phantom's flare on stage was first inspired by them - Aether showed him videos of old performances. Something about them during their keytar solo always stuck with him. He's far too embarrassed to tell them that though. I'm sure Zeph knows.

He's a little jealous of how easy Mountain, Dew, and Aether seem around them. Bonded already, intimately familiar with every inch of each other. Phantom aches for that familiarity. It'll come with time, but still doesn't change it.

When they get closer, Zephyr starts finding pressed flowers left for them. Slipped under their door or left at their work station, sometimes sitting on the organ keys just waiting for them. Little violets mostly.

......and NSFW under the cut here because of course I'm gonna be horny about them

I hc air ghouls as having feathers, and oh god Zeph's got the prettiest silver feathers. Pretty but fuck are they sensitive to touch. Start petting them, massaging your fingers in, they melt. Phantom discovered it on accident, idly playing with their hair, starting to fuss with the feathers. They're gasping and whining in seconds, Zeph turns so pink. Phantom's favorite thing is to be in their lap, bouncing on their cock, fingers buried into their feathers, because their eyes roll back and just fucking stay there.

And if you remember this ficlet you'll recall their fun little breathplay adventures...I just think Zeph gets off on having so much effortless control over Phantom with just their magic. A younger, spry, ghoul. Helpless to their will, at their feet begging for a single breath with his eyes alone. It's fucking delicious. It's an image that stays in their mind for a long time, that they recall often on lonely nights.

I don't think Zeph loves quintessence being used for anything besides pain relief but I think there are days where they ask Phantom to indulge them. Days where their spine feels like there are needles digging between the vertebrae or their hip refuses to not pop out of place, but something still coils up in their belly. Hot and insatiable, a literal ache of need that hurts almost as much as the rest of their body. Phantom is more than happy to lay beside them, stroking their cheek as his magic makes a home in their eyes, watching bliss take their face, their fingers curl into the sheets. The sensation of being fucked, split open on some unseen force, overwhelms them, overtakes them. He wrings out at least two orgasms from them each time, the second one is always selfishly taken but they're beyond content when his influence fully seeps out. Phantom is always sweet enough to clean their mess up with his tongue.

Phantom loves shame, nothing gets him as hard as a little bit of humiliation. And being degraded and chastised by Zephyr hits so different. It sounds elegant, pitying, amused all at once. There's something about the bass of their voice delivering it softly, like it's a secret that he's a disgusting pervert, like they're doing him a favor by keeping their voice down. It never fails to get his cock leaking in his boxers. Combine that with Zeph and their fondness for fucking in places that are entirely inappropriate? Oh Phantom doesn't stand a chance.

So often he'll find himself on his knees under their desk in the library, their steady hand fisted into his hair while the other one scribbles away diligently at the logs. Sometimes, if the rooms empty, they'll look down at him in whatever sorry state he's in. Always drooling around their cock, sometimes causing a wet spot on their slacks sometimes not. Always teary eyed and flushed. If they're feeling particularly cold they'll force him to the base just to see him gag, but they always talk down to him. That's his favorite part. Seemingly disgusted or humored in some way ('didn't even fight me when I told you to crawl under my desk like a dog', 'did you just forget where we are?', 'Too fixated on the promise of a cock down your throat that you forgot how to think rationally?'). Phantom can't help but moan every time, and they always have to remind him to keep it down - they are in a library after all.

[calitheheart]

My partner is currently asleep beside me. I have to get up in fifty minutes for a small chore and then I get to immediately come back to keep her cozy. Even now as I lay here awake, waiting for the time to get up to come, I think about how lucky I am to just find joy in being able to exist beside them.

Each shuffle, each sigh, every little noise and movement - a constant reminder that she's here and a part of my life. My bed is a single (still working on that I'm just a little thing don't bully me-), we're constantly in contact in some way or another. Not like badly arranged LEGO bricks on a carpet, moreso like jigsaw pieces that you forgot to take apart when putting them in the box and now, after months, are gently clinging to each other.

As I lay here and let all this run through my head, I think about all the other little things about them - the things I currently can't see while she's chilling on the astral plane. Her reassuring smile and laugh, the way she naturally beckons me closer into her arms whenever we snuggle, the way she talks about the things she enjoys and lets me do the same. I keep expecting to turn around and hear some form of "good morning, what are you writing?" (albeit with a few morning sleepy groans and stretches) as they stretch, just wanting the chance to say "just a thing" as I put my phone down and wait for her to chuckle as she inevitably sees this.

I don't know why I'm typing this. Is it because I verbalize it to her a lot with a lot of noises and "erm um ah yknow"s thrown in and would like a more eloquent way to express it? Is it because I don't post to tumblr enough? Is it because I hope that for anyone reading this to eventually experience such a pure and simple form of adoration for another?

I don't know. I don't care. I have another thirty two minutes to bask in my partner's warmth and sounds. That's all I need.

[medsteeth]

this is gonna be me being annoying at the deadpool & wolverine film at 4 in the morning so please uh skip this will affect nothing

i found a letterboxd review of deadpool 3 that i found incredibly enlightening by comrade_yui since it showed my two possible feelings on the movie that are on very opposites of multiple spectrums.

on one hand, i liked deadpool 3 even without understanding loads of the references. its pretty funny at times, ryan reynolds is also naturally entertaining and i loved hugh jackman

HOWEVER it has so many flaws that turn it into a pretty shit movie that i can only enjoy in a semi-non-thinking way, in a way that's very brain dead and also based on how people surrounding me also enjoyed it in the theatre.

looking back on it, it's queerbaiting in the most brick-hitting way. every single possible gay scene, including all the ones that feature deadpool and wolverine are made entirely for comedy and entertainment with marvel scoffing in the background saying "did you really think this was actually going to focus on any nuanced part of their relationship?"

it feels like marvel/disney realised that queer people are a very easy demographic that latches onto gay content and makes its own content/free advertising for weeks, months and years to come with the writers merely having to write a funny adhd creature and a constantly seething man that (in fan media) is adjacent to trashy anime tsunderes (why did i say that. i'm sorry)

not to MENTION how many times they'll buy more movie tickets to see it again, and buy merchandise.

comrade_yui's review focuses more on the rehashed, reanimated side of marvel which i can't personally stand on since i don't know or particularly care for marvel in the older, general sense.

i absolutely love the but-but-but-- section. while watching the movie it felt exactly like that, a movie that just really wanted to reference other deader marvel characters for more hardcore fans to laugh at really loudly in the theatre without actually, yknow, doing anything. at all, story wise.

also this is a significantly more subjective nitpick: man is the comedy in deadpool really boring to me. ha-ha he said fuck-ass-shit-dick-piss-balls-fuck isn't that funny. and i'm not saying those jokes CAN'T be funny, especially to me since i'm a hit internet teen that was sadly raised on hotdiggedydemon. but at one point it's a bit like fake-laughing at cards against humanity and hoping that i can leave the party soon to lay down

that ⬆️ was a more personal gripe. actually all of this post was a personal gripe.

on the stupider and subsequently more positive end of the scale i completely understand and agree as to why people enjoy this movie cuz fuck man i gave it a 3 1/2 stars dude. but as soon as i actually start thinking about this movie in any critical sense, all of its shit and the flies that swarm around it haunts me; only repeating the same three dialogue options- "this is so us", "when are they gonna have Gay Sex" and "oh my god it's a reference to-" --

it's 5 am now. sorry and goodbye

[ava-achlys]

The Boyz NSFW Scenarios

Kim Sunwoo - Hands Off [Requested]

softdom!Sunwoo x gf!reader

Request: Sunwoo likes to play with his girlfriend's breasts

Warnings: mentions of bullying, body image, underage drinking, anxiety (very brief), titfucking

Long overdue request for @ace-seventeen-world , I hope you like it! Also first time writing anything about titfucking, I hope it turned out alright. 🙏🏽

Sunwoo loves you even when you don't feel like loving yourself.

Being well-endowed since puberty hit meant you received a lot of unwanted attention from all genders. Some would pass judgement, calling you desperate for attention; and some would ogle and make lewd comments. This led to you coming to school wearing oversized baggy clothes and even turtlenecks no matter the weather. The less your body was apparent for people to judge, the better, you thought. Except the comments never stopped. You were so sick of your body being the talk of the student population of your small-town high school that you couldn't wait to graduate; and move far away to start afresh in college, where you futilely hoped that people would be more mature about these things.

Moving away for college turned out to be the best decision you made. You made a whole bunch of new, more mature friends who taught you to embrace and appreciate your body. Inappropriate comments from strangers still came your way, but with your new, reliable support system, you learnt to shut them out, and your girlfriends would even try to fight them for you, which made you feel very touched and grateful. Apparently, this sincerity didn't stop with just your good friends. That was also how you met your current boyfriend. Your friends had convinced you to come with them to a party during your first semester, and you allowed them to doll you up, upon much pestering. You were dressed in a nice blouse and skirt, which turned some heads at the party, and though you felt rather self-conscious in the beginning, you loosened up after a few drinks and dances. From there, you didn't care if people paid good or bad attention to you; all you wanted was to have fun with your best friends.

One of your friends introduced you to a gaggle of other first- and second-years, who were very loud and goofy, except for one; who had previously been laughing boisterously along with them until he set his eyes on you. He abruptly stopped laughing when you made eye contact, and you could have sworn he developed a light flush. With pouty lips and dark eyes, and a mop of fluffy black hair, he smiled shyly at you, nodding in acknowledgement and softly introducing himself. His voice was deep and had an attractive drawl and a pleasant raspiness. His name was Sunwoo, and you ingrained it into your memory easily, smiling shyly back at him. You mostly kept to yourself as the rest of them chatted, nursing your drink when a flurry of words and a loud slap shook you. You whipped around to see one of the boys, with cotton-candy hair and sharp feline eyes rubbing his arm and muttering under his breath next to Sunwoo, who was staring at you while whispering something to the boy - Eric, was it?

"Apologize!" Sunwoo hissed, nudging him. You tried to back off but Eric nervously came forward and rubbed his neck sheepishly, stuttering an apology while avoiding your eyes. He didn't specify what he was apologizing for, but you already had an inkling. All your friends were now staring at you, confused as to what had transpired. Unable to handle the stifling awkwardness, you quickly murmured "It's fine, Eric," before speedwalking away to get some fresh air, unaware that a certain dark-haired boy was scurrying after you. You turned to the nearest balcony and hurriedly gulped some fresh air to calm down, all-too-familiar feelings of panic and shame drowning you. You fought back tears, ignoring some of the smokers occupying the same space, who were looking at you with a mixture of confusion and pity. You managed to calm your breathing, and blink back tears, when a figure slowly comes to stand next to you. He doesn't look at you out of courtesy, fixing his gaze straight ahead. "Are you alright?" he asks softly. You nod firmly, trying to seem completely calm. "Eric... sometimes says things without thinking, but I know that's not an excuse. I just want to apologize again, for making you uncomfortable." His voice is gentle and soothing, and you tilt your head to face him, since he was a bit taller.

"It's not your fault, but thanks Sunwoo. And don't worry, parties aren't really my thing, I just came cause my friends were begging me to join them," you chuckle softly, to which Sunwoo gives you a lopsided grin.

"I feel you on that. I'm here to look after my idiot friends."

You share a good laugh, and spend the rest of the evening getting to know each other, but conversation comes easy, like you've known each other for years.

You and Sunwoo's paths seem to cross often, apparently because his faculty was right next to yours, and soon your friend groups merge and become one massive group, and you've even forgiven Eric. Days turned into months, casual meetups turned into lunch and movie dates, and soon you and Sunwoo are constantly switching back and forth staying over at each other's apartments.

Ever since you two started dating and you've gotten used to wearing more comfortable clothes around him, you've noticed him staring at your chest every now and then, but at least he had the decency to look apologetic and embarrassed whenever you catch him. You started to tease him, and he would bashfully hide his face and whine cutely. To get back at you, he'd purposely keep his hands cold and hug you out of nowhere, just to hear you squeal, knowing you're ticklish. Sometimes he'd be even bolder, trailing his hands up your sides and cupping your breasts under your shirt, especially when you walk around the house with no bra on. He'd do it when you're cuddling on the couch watching a movie, or worse, when you're trying to study. You didn't mind it usually, since you appreciated the support from his hands since the weight of your breasts takes a toll on your back, and you weren't fond of wearing a bra 24/7. Except the little shit likes to tease, jiggling them around and squeezing them when he's being extra playful, even grazing your nipples with his fingertips; chuckling lowly in your ear when you gasp or squirm in pleasure.

One night in bed, you confront him jokingly. Your period was on its way soon, and your breasts were feeling extra tender and swollen, something you had complained about, so your dear boyfriend very happily obliged, massaging them gently to ease your discomfort. After a while he gets bored, and starts prodding them, round eyes watching intently as they bounce. You can't help but laugh at how adorably fascinated he looks, so you ask him why he's so enamored by your boobs.

"They're just.. fun to play with, yknow? Bouncy and squishy. Can't help myself okay, you're just so perfect," Sunwoo grumbles, blushing again since he got caught.

"Yeah? What if I lose weight and they get smaller? Will you still like me then?" you ask, feeling rather self-conscious, irrational worries that he only likes you for your assets filling your mind. You try to ignore them, knowing your relationship with Sunwoo was much more than superficial, but trauma and bad memories keep causing you to doubt yourself.

"Of course I would!" Sunwoo gasps, reaching up to hold your face urgently but with such a tender gaze in his eyes. "It's still you, and you'll always be perfect, and I love you no matter what."

Tears welled up in your eyes when he said those words. Few people had treated you with such genuine kindness and you were so grateful to have him as your partner. You squished his cheeks together and pressed a kiss to his lips, surprising him. "I love you too, Sunwoo," you whispered, a small smile on your teary face. A cheeky grin slowly replaces the shock on his face. "Shall I show you just how much I love you?" he drawls, crawling on top of you, making you lay down on the bed. Sunwoo positions you to nestle comfortably against the pillows, helping you take your shirt off afterwards.

Your cheeks start to heat up at Sunwoo's intense gaze raking over your body, and your arms habitually come up to shield your breasts, but he's quick to catch them, gently pulling them away. "Don't be shy. You're the most beautiful girl I've ever met, inside and out," he murmurs, making you blush even harder. He kisses you deeply, before trailing his lips down, pressing light kisses down your neck and across your chest, gently nipping at the skin just above your right nipple. He resumes massaging your breasts, admiring the way your face scrunches up cutely in pleasure, his warm hands on your skin making you sigh happily. He leans down again, tracing a circle around your areola, making you shiver. He teases you a little more, flicking your hardened nub with his tongue before finally latching on and suckling on it, rubbing it periodically with his tongue. His hands are still massaging your breasts, twisting and tugging on your other nipple.

He pulls off with a satisfied 'pop' when you whine, pleased with how raw and puffy your nipple has become, glistening with an abundance of his spit. He dives back down to subject your other nipple to the same treatment, but this time, his free hand creeps down your tummy and between your thighs. You moan when he grazes your clit with his fingertips, and you can feel his plush lips smirk into your skin, obviously proud of himself. You willingly part your legs, and he dips his middle finger straight into your folds, your juices coating his finger instantly. He raises his head to look at you, eyebrows raised cheekily. "So wet already, babe? Always knew your nipples were so sensitive," he chuckles, slowly pumping his finger in and out of you. You shut your eyes, the stimulation of his mouth on your chest and his hand on your pussy clouding your mind. He inserts another finger and pumps you faster while he drags his teeth against your puffy nipple, making you shiver and moan even louder.

He starts leaving hickeys and bites all over your decolletage, looking forward to seeing those pretty marks bloom purple tomorrow morning. Finally, he eases up on his ministrations on your chest, and focused on fucking you hard and fast with his fingers, slamming three digits into your core, gleefully watching the way your breasts jiggle from the impact. He glances up at your face, finding your head tossed back, soft mewls and moans falling from raw, bitten lips. You're clutching the bedsheets in a death grip as Sunwoo starts sucking on your clit as he fingers you. He sucks hard, nudging it with his tongue every so often as he slows down his thrusts, opting to scissor you open and drag his fingertips along your walls, rubbing hard against your g-spot when he finds it, indicated by your shrill yelp. "B-babe, gonna c-cum," you gasp, still writhing in pleasure. "Go on, love, cum for me," he mumbles against your core, and soon you're clenching on his fingers, coating them with your cum, and he continues to fuck you through your climax.

Gasping for air, you wince as he pulls his fingers out, pussy clenching on nothing as you watch him idly put them in his mouth, sucking them clean. He smiles lazily at you, telling you how sweet you taste and even gives you a kiss, making you taste yourself. Your cheeks turn crimson again, and you decide you want to return the favor, having felt his hard cock pressing against your thigh when he leaned down to kiss you. You eye the tent in his jeans, and start unbuckling his belt. He looks at you in alarm, grasping your hands to stop you. "Baby, you don't have to do that, this is about you," he smiles gently. You pout at him. "But I wanna help you too! I have an idea that I always wanted to try with you…" Sunwoo takes a moment to consider, making sure you were genuinely comfortable doing so, and his eyes glimmer with anticipation when he nods in agreement. You beam wordlessly at him, helping him out of his jeans and boxers. You can't help but lick your lips at the sight of his erect cock.

Sunwoo's dick always made you feel good, whether it was fucking your pussy or your throat, but you always wondered what it would feel like sliding between your bountiful breasts. You pull him up to straddle your chest, and his eyes widen when he realizes what you want him to do. "Really?" he gasps, dick twitching with excitement when you readily nod. He chokes on a moan when you swipe your finger up his cock, gathering his dripping precum to slather it between your breasts. He slowly slides his dick into the valley between your breasts as your hands push them together, making it even tighter around him, and he groans lowly. Sunwoo thrusts shallowly, loving the way the smooth skin of your breasts feels around his aching cock. He begins to take over, his larger, warmer hands replacing yours, squishing your tits together as he rocks his hips faster, becoming addicted to the the feeling. It wasn't much physical stimulation for you, but you felt yourself getting hot again watching his face contort in pleasure, his tightening grip on your tender, sensitive breasts rather arousing. You can't look away, mesmerized by how good he looks with his lower lip caught between his teeth, grunting softly as he uses your tits to get himself off.

"You look so hot like this Sunwoo," you murmur, your hand resting on his thigh as he continues to piston his hips. He barks out a breathless laugh, "Have you looked at yourself properly? You're fucking gorgeous, babe, don't you ever forget that. Although, I'm down to remind you all the time." he winks. You smirk at him, and your hands come up to squeeze his muscular ass, the same way he likes to squeeze your boobs. He's got a nice butt, you had to admit, toned and sculpted from years of various sports, and it was your weakness the same way your breasts were his. He moans louder when he feels you groping his ass, hips stuttering as he approaches his climax. He throws his head back as he fucks erratically, squishing your tits even tighter together and you keen at the rough treatment. You coax him in a soft whisper to cum all over your tits, and soon he does, painting your chest white as his hips slow down, and he's gasping for air. A little bit of his cum has spurted onto your lips, but you willingly lick it up and smile up at him, your hands still soothingly rubbing his cheeks as he comes down from his high.

You grab some wet tissues from your bedside drawers and clean up your chest as best as you could, wiping away all the cum before Sunwoo flops next to you, resting his head on your chest the way he usually loves to. You lay there in comfortable silence for a while more, stroking his hair and you feel him smile into your skin, his finger absentmindedly tracing the hickeys he's left across your breasts. Maybe going to that party all those months ago was the best decision you ever made (second only to moving here for college), and maybe you and Sunwoo finally get out of bed to shower, and maybe you go for a second round in the bathroom, filling the steamy air with echoes of wet skin slapping and soft proclamations of 'I love you's.

[prttydolls]

Herbology help. — draco malfoy

ೃ⁀➷ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠[𝐬] : enemies to lovers trope, kissing.

ೃ⁀➷ 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨 : herbologist!draco and reader, voldussy never came back, college au + muggle plants added :3

ೃ⁀➷ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : draco malfoy x fem!reader

ೃ⁀➷ ��𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 : cry. I don't know anything abt plants so pls correct me if I'm wrong. + edit : the bitch misread the fic bcs I was writing offline now here's a complete different fic ☹️

[ 𝐦.𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 • 𝐧𝐚𝐯 • 𝐭.𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ]

“package delivery for, Ms (yln)?” the delivery man asked, a girl who looked about 20 years old ran to the man. “hi! Yes that's me!” she took the box carefully and payed the delivery man.

She excitedly dashed to her area outside the garden and carefully unboxed the box. When she opened the box she was in amazement , right now she was holding one of the most rarest, and hard to grow flowers. The Rothschild's Slipper Orchid. It takes 15 years for it to bloom, and not to mention a very expensive flower it was.

“This is the last thing I need to complete my search!” she squealed as she placed the plant onto the pot, and grabbing a piece of parchment and a quill to write things down.

“Paphiopedilum rothschildianum (also called 'Rothschild's slipper orchid', after its discoverer) is found in the rainforests around Mount Kinabalu in northern Borneo, at elevations from 500 to 1200 meters above the sea. It commonly grows as a terrestrial in ultramafic soil but is also found growing as a lithophyte in leaf-litter on ultramafic cliffs, usually near a river.

The flower has a green and red spotted petal, which attracts any parasitic flies that think it is a crowd of the aphids they lay eggs on. As they try to do so, the flies brush against the stigma, releasing any previously collected pollen, and then getting some more from the anther.” she said, while writing down the words onto the parchment.

“this... Is perfect!” she hugged the paper and the pot, looking like a happy idiot. she was so happy, this would definitely let her go to a big herbology lab one day, but a russle was ruined her happy bubble, she quickly turned around and protected the piece of parchment and plant she wrote. Just to see draco malfoy come out of the bush.

“Malfoy?! What are you doing, why are you spying at me?!” she hissed at the blonde, (yn) never liked him during hogwarts when she graduated hogwarts she was so happy that she would get out of malfoy ʼs grip. But alast, he signed up for the same collage as hers.

“oh (yln),i wasn't spying I-I was just studying this leaf! I-it's shape is soo.... natural.” he lied, he hoped that she bought his stupid lie. She could see him sweating.

“nice lie malfoy..” She smirked as she crossed her arms, “fine.. I wanna talk to you about something.” he confessed, she nodded at him to go on. “so, yknow kinda need some help Azalea, I can't find it anywhere.. could you help me research it?” draco asked, “hm.. what do I get in return?” she replied.

“Since my father funds this collage, maybe get you a good grade?” he shrugged. “Fine deal.”

Weeks pass by, draco and (yn) relationship gets closer and closer. Their feelings for eachother grew stronger each second they spent time together. “thanks (yn) for teaching me these muggle plants, your such a life saver.” draco thanked (yn) for the thousandth time. “and thank YOU for helping me get a good grade.” she smiled, and leaned in. Draco couldn't help but lean closer and admire her lips.

Draco, kiss her lips they look lonely.

He just couldn't stop himself and kissed (yn)ʼs lips, he quickly pulled himself away. “i-I'm sorry I shouldn't have done tha—” (yn) just stared at him, rambling and saying sorry.

“draco, shut up. Kiss me.”

As the two couple made out, both not wanting to pull away from one another. But they were gasping in need of air. “fuck-that was.”

“yeah...”

Draco stared at her in awe and (yn) stared back. “would you like to go on a date with me?” he said to stop the silence.

“I'd love too..”

taglist :: @dracoslittleangel @imabee-oralizard @f4iryluvy @lilytoyourjames @siriusblackstwin @thehalfbloodedwitch @blackthunder137

[bowandcurtsey]

Hey,I've been really down lately. This might be a bit of oversharing, but my mom has done some things that I think people would call emotionally and mentally manipulative/abusive. I just feel like I've been at my limit lately. I also don't have any friends or family I can turn to. When you're having a hard time, is there anything you do that relieves some of the pain? I'm going to see someone professionally for mental health support, so really I'm just trying to find a way to cope in the interim

I'm so so so sorry I'm late, love.

I know it's sad when your own family is the one that's causing you the pain. But I kinda feel you. It's not like I don't have anyone. But I don't really like going to anyone. I'm afraid that they would judge - the things I did, I said, I thought.

So honestly, for me, when you can't fight, flee. I'm sorry if anyone feels like it's escaping the problem. But in life there are some problems that cannot be solved at all / in the near future and you have to endure it.

And yes, life is never easy and everyone is going through their own shits, battling their own monsters. That's why we need to escape at times.

Here's a few things I do. I listen to music while i go for a jog / walk. Just plug in those pods/ ear piece and go. 1 hour of fresh air / a little sweat and some good music makes me feel better. I don't think about problems, but I think about other nice things. Maybe like my writings, some nice plots yknow.

Or I lay in bed and I read. Reading teleports me into another world and realm so it's like I'm now no longer in my world for a moment. It helps my mind at least stay away from thoughts that make me sad.

These are the 2 things i enjoy doing. Everyone has their own little indulgence hobby. Maybe knitting, cycling, dancing, walking around, window shopping.

If you want someone to talk to, go online like whatever you're doing now. and talk. let it all out anonymously.

I hope that anyone that comes across this could share their thoughts in the comments. maybe you could find someone in the same situation and you'll just feel like you're not alone.

heads up my lovely bby, I hope you're feeling a little better <3

I haven't been feeling too good myself, but seeing you telling me about your problems, I feel that, everyone is going though something in life, and that I shouldn't be too affected by mine. ⊂(´• ω •`⊂)

Sending hugs and thank you so much for coming to me. Your trust means so much to me. ��

[hitoshisbabygirl]

Authors Notes ♡: WHEW I LOVED THIS I had a time trying to come up with an idea and then it hit me : a princess being saved by fantasy au! Dabi. I’m still nervous with my smuts but heh I enjoyed this a whole bunch to write . Dabi is my favorite villain and I just love him so much, I tried to make him a soft inside and hard outside man in this , I Had fun for our free for all collab and I hope I help give it just a fun twist to fantasy and Halloween spirit ~ I hope you enjoy reading this and much as I did writing it ~ bunny ❥

Warnings :UH NSFW! Demon dabi has two dick (and their thick) , pet names, unprotected sex , a tad bit of a size kink? , a bit fluffy at the end but I think that’s it!

Word count : about 2k give or take!

Paring(s) :Dabi x F! Reader

Even with this being NSFW I had to make it a soft fluffy ending I’m sorry ♡

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Enchanted flames

Dabi

“If you have found this letter the Princess of Yuei needs your help. Meet me in the Enchanted Woods tomorrow night. Ill escape with you if you can save me from the proposed wedding - Princess [ ]”

With a sigh [. ] dropped the letter out of her window hoping someone, anyone , could save her from the doom that awaited her from an arranged marriage that had been planned from her kingdom to be to the neighboring ones prince, a smaller and very...purple hot headed boy by the name of Mineta who was unsavory for a lack of words. Sighing as she watched the paper fall she secretly wished her type of prince would come save her from this hell she expected.

As the night approached she slipped past her guards, telling them she was going out for air in her garden. The two towering men who looked down at her agreed, moving at the way to let the young woman past them and out into the halls, her dress dragging behind her as she headed out the giant doors to her garden. Taking in a breath she climbed over the perfectly managed hedges andddd off into the forest adjacent to the castle, roaming through the woods to her chosen spot to hopefully meet someone who could save her.

“Hello there little sheep, you called for help, correct?” A low, raspy voice called out as [ ] turned around , looking into the dark abyss in front of her. “ Hello? Helloooo? Who's there?” the girl called out as she heard something heavy land behind her. Turning to her right she saw bright blue eyes look back at her from the shadows. Before she could react a rather warm hand covered her mouth as the person or thing dragged her throughout the woods , the two of them slipping into the night. As soon as [ ] woke up her eyes adjusted to a dark but brightly lit and beautiful chasm, cyan and turquoise crystals of all types surrounded the room as she felt intense heat from everywhere around her. Standing up on shaky legs she felt eyes on her from behind. Letting out a deep breath she turned only to run into a barely covered chest.

Looking up from the revealed purple and pale skin , she saw those same blue eyes , lit with curiosity. “Ah you're awake..welcome little sheep to my...well..living quarters” The mystery man spoke as [ ] blinked at him, a grin spreading over his face as he continued to speak “Well i guess the princess doesnt know she isn't in her little castle anymore. Haven't those guards of yours realized they can't leave royalty alone or guys like me come along and take them out of their cute little homes” He said as [ ] gave him a suspicious look , her own thoughts taking over her face as a sense of calm rested over her features “Ohhh so you're the one who found my note..” She said as he gave her an unreadable look , soon walking away to leave the girl in her own world. “I guess he did” she thought to herself as she heard the male come back, a pile of things in his hands. “Here; a change of clothes and something to eat. I tried to be gentle taking you out of those dreaded castle grounds and through the woods but your dress isnt the smallest thing in the world” he said as [ ] let out a giggle , picking up the dark shirt and skirt he had given her along with the meal : some type of rice and meat with soup. Before she could ask the man answered “No i didnt steal it, i told you this is my home , its only natural id have something in this god forsaken place to eat.” He said as he pointed down the cave. “Theres a waterfall ahead if youd like to freshen up there.” And with that [ ] walked down the empty carved walls, finding the waterfall he was talking about.

Once she was finished getting cleaned and dressed she headed back the way she went, seeing the male now cloaked in a dark cape , fiddling with a pile of wood before setting it ablaze with a bright blue flame. “Ah i see you're finished , ILl be heading out , i'm gonna find us some more wood so you don't get cold. Theres a pot over there where you can reheat your food and get more if you like.” As he finished he proceeded to get up and head down another pathway, presumingly to the opening of the chasm “Wait!” [ ] called out as he stopped, turning to the girl with a questioning look back at her. “Yes princess?” he responded to her as she felt a unnatural wave of heat spreading to her face from simply calling her by her actual title. “What can I call you? And how long will you be gone?” She questioned. “Aw are you worried about me?” He cooed as she puffed out her cheeks “I was just curious” She lashed back as the male in front of her laughed , giving her a crooked smile. “ The names Dabi, and i won't be gone too long, an hour or so” Dabi said, giving her a smile as he started to leave again.

“Oh yeah , and there's a spare jacket in the back if you get too cold or that fire goes out.” and with that he left [ ] by herself as she finished up the dinner he had made which was exceptionally good, even better than what she tended to have at the castle. While she waited around for dabi to come back , [ ] looked at her royal dress, the red and pinks making her want to revolt as she pushed the fluffy tooled pile up into a blanket of sorts, covering her legs as she sat there thinking about her predicament “I really ran away...but what else can you do when youre gonna be married off to someone years older than you for land and alliance” she thought with a sigh as footsteps came from behind her , Dabi pulling his hood from his head as he smiled to himself at the girl in front of him “Im back princess” He declared as she turned to him, giving him a small smile as she stood up, dusting off her dress , coming up to Dabi “So...whatcha find?” She started as he pulled the bag from behind him , dumping out different goodies for the two of them. An array of food, wood and fresh buckets for water collections. “Here, this is for you too” Dabi said as he passed her a well woven balck dress, better than the two piece he had first given her. Taking in a deep breath he spoke up “I didn't want you to struggle with rags , so i got you something a little more comfortable and well...suitable for a run away princess” and with that she looked up to him and giggled which was heaven to his ears. ‘Why thank you Dabi..i'm flattered” [ ] said as she took the black dress , running to a hidden corner to change as Dabi smirked “Oh boy..what have i signed myself up for”

Weeks later and multiple posters for the lost princess later, [ ] had a rhythm living with Dabi. They cooked together and he left out to get things from shops ans out in the woods. Word spread that the princess had been stolen and the ugly grape himself had put a reward out for her safe return. Unknown to everyone she was quite content with the dark demon mage Dabi and his home in the woods. He explained the chasm as his work space, a place he could hone in on working with his flames and different elixirs that people needed. He was a half breed of human and demon, his father ridding of him to hide his affair with an otherworldly being, to keep the peace of his people and the overworld people as well. He really wasn’t a bad man, just someone who stayed in the shadows and kept to himself. And [. ] ‘s heart went out to him, as his did out to hers as she explained her own situation. ”Well damn sweetheart at least i saved you hm?” Dabi said as the two of them laughed together about their lives and what they'd like to change.

As the night drew on and they had their fair share of drinks and food that night “Thank you Dabi..for everything” [ ] said randomly as they relaxed by the fire he had started , [ ] wrapped into the oversized fur Dabi made her as the male laid against a log watching the tired girl mumble to him. She gave him a sleepy smile once he put his warmed hand on her face. “You're cute yknow...i'm not gonna let anyone get to you okay?” He said as she shook her head, moving herself closer to him , laying her head on his lap as he rubbed her head until she fell asleep, him soon realizing he was in love with the rogue princess in his lap.

As the next month rolled around , the princess and her demon mage had started a loving relationship, the two of them growing fonder and fonder of eachother. [ ] noticed that Dabi had tried avoiding being around her when she was fresh from the shower or even roaming too close behind her, he even took more time to come home with more ingredients or even sleep opposite to her. She didn't understand the switch from wanting to hold and hug her to avoiding her all day. One day she was able to catch and trap him with her. “Yes princess…?” Dabi ased as [ ] crossed her arms around her chest , the simple movement making him turn from her. “Did I..do something…?” She asked, her eyes bouncing between his as the turquoise she learned to love ignited with heat.

”Oh no doll...you haven't done a thing but make me want you even more..”

And with that comment her eyes widened. “What..?” She questioned. And with that Dabi picked the smaller girl up, pinning her to a crystal wall as she gasped, wrapping her arms around his neck.”Dabi…….?” [ ] called out as he started to kiss her neck ,running his rougher hands up the soft flesh of her thighs. “I think i'm in love with you doll..youve been invading my head or a while and all i can think about is making your cute little body want me the burning way i want you...I wanna make you cry out for me all night long...make you mines forever.....is that okay?” He whispered in her ear. With a shudder she agreed , letting him kiss the swells of her brest as he gave her a lopsided smile, picking her up and taking her to a pile of pelts and wool they made into a bedroom to rest in. Placing her down lightly he towered her , taking off his vest to reveal his toned and scarred body “Youre quite a beauty yknow...im glad you trust me…” He said with a smile as [ ] herself smashed her lips against his, cutting off his mushy talk. With a groan he pushed her dress up , letting her breast bounce out from the top. Pulling away from the kiss she helped him take off the dress over her head. With a shy smile [ ] covered ehrslf and laid back, spreading her legs lightly to expose her glistening lips to him

“Well damn, i havent even toughed you yet and youre this wet..what a little slut you are”

He growled out as he leaned back over to give her a kiss , pulling her lower lip as he licke dhis was down between her legs, giving her clit a hard suck as she whinned , closing her legs over his head as he slurped away at her pussy, making sure to watch her through hooded eyes, a tail whipping from behind him as a pair of horns appeared from atop his head, one mangled and cracked the other long and curled “Surprise” Dabi called out as his voice dropped octaves, it coming out as a low rumble as [ ] felt her walls clench at the sound , a chuckle coming from him. Going back to slurping and sucking on her labia and clit , Dabi watch with glee as the gilr under him started to shake, her hips rolling back to his mouth as he bit lightly down on her lips and pulled away from her , laughing at her pleas and whimpers “Turn sound baby and let me show you how much i love you” Dabi said , watching as [ ] rolled over arching her hips back as he smacked her ass, loving the moan she let out. Pulling down his pants he pulled his throbbing member out, rubbing it hard against her clit as she felt her heart jumped at the feeling of how thick he was. All of a sudden she felt hands pull her cheeks apart as a finger rub around the tight rings of her ass. With a gasp she looked back to see not one but two swinging dicks between the burning up male, a feral look in his eyes as he let a low rumble come from his chest “ Sorry babygirl..when I change there's more than just one of me to deal with, i promise i'll be gentle” He said as he rubbed her tight muscles just loose enough to put in the tip, her lower lips drooling as he slid his true size into her throbbing walls, moans and grunts tearing through the chasm as he pulled his hips back , starting to set a rhythm to his hips. While he picked up the pace, [ ] felt herself being full as the two dicks of his stuffed her. She could help the feeling of her walls getting tighter as she came once then twice and not once did Dabi stop, he laughed as he gave her more and more , pushing himself deeper in her as he let out what sounded like a howl of pain as he doubled in pace, reaching down to rub her clit as she screamed, soon feeling a hot and warm gooey feeling flood her senses. Dabi slowed his hips down as he pulled himself from her ass first, then from her pussy and cum started to leak from her holes.

“Shit...im sorry princess I didnt mean to go so rough…” Dabi breathed out as [ ] turned around giving him hr own lopsided smile as she saw him transform backto himself, those turquoise eyes softening as he saw the woman he had fallen for spent out from his own actions. “Geez when you said you were a demon i didnt think it was true…” She laughed as he scratched th back of his neck “Ive never transformed like this around someone….especially during sex but that means I trust you a lot….well doll..let me clean you up and then...we can go fro round two hm?” He smirked as he watched her pussy clench and relase more cum once he said that. “Mhm...clean me Dabi then we can have some more fun..”

[harryswatermelonsegment]

Pool Party

Pairing: Reader/Harry Styles

Rating: R, text book smut

Word Count: 5k 😳

Warnings: Slight sub/dom tones I guess? & alcohol consumption

A/N: Sorry this is late, life somewhat resuming here in the UK so it means I’m back at my job. I managed to fall asleep mid edit folks 😳, this is my entry for the @helladirections Summer Feeling Fic Challenge, with the prompt “pool party” click the link for the masterlist. I’m still writing two more, one for @berrynarrybanana ‘s Sex Bucketlist Challenge but it’s turning out to be a 20k slow burn I wasn’t expecting 😬.Oops. But enjoy this one, I’m proud of her. My one other blatant thirst fic can be found here. Reblogs get free gratitude for the next 5 years 🍉💕

You'd been friends with Jeff since your teens, when his parents (despite their wealth), wanted him to get a job at the restaurant you worked at. In their rightful thinking, they wanted him to learn you had to work from the ground up.

Despite your clearly different class background you found a ton of common interests making the whole thing immaterial. He was a caring, down to earth guy and you were both people who really enjoyed sarcastically taunting each other every shift. You'd got used to visiting his house in the hills even though you'd been scared to get lost at first around his parents large house. Becoming solid friends quickly, you'd managed to keep in touch, as much as adult life would now allow anyway.

You knew his main role was managing a pop star but you'd not caught up in a minute and when you did, you kept your job chat out of the conversation where you could. This is why, as you barge through the kitchen, to the pool outside, you're shocked to nearly knock a stunned Harry Styles onto his behind.

"Fuck, shit I'm so sorry" you clutch your chest looking at the red wine on his tank top and his now empty glass. The soiled garment was tucked into some dressy shorts and partly covered by a loud hawaiian patterned shirt. Oh god what had you done?

You were quite honestly mortified. You'd never actually met the man himself, usually meeting Jeff at his for a few drinks or at a restaurant. You'd heard him mentioned in stories about travelling or how his campaigns were running Jeff into the ground with meetings. So, although you weren't a massive fan of his per se, in the way you didn't ask Jeff for updates or info, the way you'd hope you'd meet the attractive pop star was definitely not this.

He looked down at the offending stain then back up into your eyes, keeping his head angled down and blinking through his lashes. You couldn't read his blank expression and it put you on edge.

Maybe it was the heat trapped in the doorway, but as your eyes stayed locked you suddenly felt a fire spread from your navel up to your cheeks, and then from your center down to your toes. Your lower stomach clenched as you stared back at the guy covered in a good 2007 French rouge.

Fuck me he's pretty, you thought.

A rapid film reel of moments; sweaty bodies, those large biceps holding you against the nearest wall, smacking of lips against skin and moans of release flashed in your brain.

It had definitely been a while since you had got laid in your defense, your mood and pent up sexual frustration getting worse by the day as you tried and failed at the L. A. dating scene. Maybe you were picky, but horny and picky was an awful place to be.

However, the reality of the embarrassing scene you were currently a star of, flipped you back into the present.

Seemingly over the initial incident and hopefully not a mind reader to your thirsty brain, he takes you in and smirks.

Harry knew from the way your breathing hitched looking at his torso that you were at least a bit interested. He had clocked you the second you walked in through the big glass doors. A shirt of a band he liked and a natural beauty he wanted to spend some times with you he pondered. Ideally naked.

Zig zagging across the world promoting the album and had left little time to enjoy another person. Status and obligation to his job making it hard to just go out and meet someone. But here you were, dressed unlike anyone else, looking absolutely adorable in your embarrassment. You must be trustworthy if you're in Jeff's home,he wasn't a "bring your friends too" kind of host with his clients usually around.

This could be a fun evening for you both, he thought. Something unspoken, almost magnetic, drawing you both to one another. Surely that wasn't all his side right?

"I was told it was a good year, but I wasn't planning on consuming it quite this way?" inwardly he rolled his eyes at the barely there quip. But you laughed anyway.

"I am so, so awfully sorry, look, let's see if there's some dish liquid or something, possibly some of my next months rent in there too if I have to replace it" you let out a nervous laugh as you walked towards the kitchen. But in all honesty you weren't kidding.

Harry laughed at your sarcastic remark, impressed by your confidence in owning the situation and getting on with things. He casually watched your hips sway past a few people in to the open plan kitchen with as much subtlety as he could, you were confidentially locating all the parts needed to try and remove the offending stain.

"You seem to know your way around 'ere. I'm er…I'm Harry by the way" awkwardly waving as you mixed some solution in the sink drenching a sponge in it.

"Yeah" you smiled turning from the sink with the damp rag "known Jeff a good while, have definitely spilt red wine here before. I'm Y/N" you giggle. The beam from his own mouth matching.

"Ah! Y/N, of course, I've heard him mention you, didn't you once hide rotting mackerel in a unpleasant guys blazer?" he chuckled

"Heyyyy. Only after he spanked my ass getting him the check. Deserved a hot plate to the crotch too" you shot back.

You weren't sure where to go from here the thought of wetting down the white tank yourself definitely appealed but also seemed far too forward.

"Um…" you began gesturing with the sponge in your hand. You expected him to take it from you to sort himself out but..

"Oh yeah sorry" he replied shimmying his shirt off, dumping it on the back of a bar stool, then, crossing his arms across his stomach and lifting the tank top over his head you were slack jawed and frozen taking in the lean muscles and tattoos littered intermittently across his abdomen. He spread the top across the islands worktop flat, then grabbing the sponge with a simple "thanks" and knitting his eyebrows together in concentration as he tried to rid the dull red mark from it's center.

You still hadn't moved. A pink twinge to your cheeks as you watched his shoulder blades and back muscles scrubbing. Dirty thoughts circling your brain still.

"I would have helped you but I didn't want to start a wet tshirt contest in such a high end establishment yknow?" you thought out loud.

"Oh yeah, good call. I'm fiercely competitive Y/N so would probably be under that fancy waterfall thing by now showing off m'moves in my pants" he wiggles his hips trying to suggestively show you his "moves" but you can't help but smirk at just how endearing this man is. Dammit.

When he's finished with his shirt he drapes it over another barstool before handing you the sponge back.

If anyone asks him if he blatantly and deliberately got naked to gauge if you were into him he'd definitely deny it. But the truth is, he definitely did. Luckily for him, with the way you bite your lip and drag your eyes down his flesh as he brushes past your side to get back to the sink, he's right.

"Speaking of getting in the water in your" you use air quotes "'pants' I'm off to get out of mine" you declare, pushing yourself from the counter and keeping eye contact a second as you stroll back to the sliding doors leading to the pool.

"I… What??"

" The pool Harry?.... What did you think I meant?" you narrow your eyes and press your lips together before shutting the glass door again and turning once more to smirk at the opened mouthed man still by the sink.

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You'd been schmoozing in the water for a few hours now. There were probably only 20 or so people still here and the 3rd frozen marg had got you buzzed. You were in the small hot tub type pool, attached at the top of the main one on a slightly higher level. You hadn't seen Harry for a while but the last few times you caught his eye he'd been surrounded by at least 3 other people fighting for his attention, so you banked your flirtations to soothe your own ego, grabbed another marg and tried to forget about how he had started a tornado inside you, yearning for his hands on your thighs and head peering up at you from where they met in the middle. The strong pull of lust was clearly in your head then. What a shame.

You put it to the back of your mind as you finished catching up with Glenne. Both flushed and giggly as usual, she was the perfect match for Jeff and their chemistry unmatchable. You always enjoyed hanging out with the both of them, if anything, they gave you hope your own match may be out there. She left you in the tub alone, as she went to grab herself another drink and check on her host duties boyfriend.

"Don't you find drinking whilst already in water the weirdest thing?" you look up to find Harry standing over your right shoulder as you sit with your back against the pool wall and your elbows propping you up behind you, drink in one hand. His eyes unsubtley slip down to where your breasts lay pushed together in your halter neck bikini. You definitely weren't imagining it then. Fucking fantastic, you think.

"I mean drowning yourself on the inside from the alcohol and being in more than 4 inches of water really adds a danger element to my life if I'm honest" you reply sipping your drink.

And there goes those dimples again.

He's just in a pair of yellow swimming shorts now which doesn't help the alcohol flush at all. Sitting by your right side, putting his short glass full of amber liquid and ice, on the side of the pool and sliding in to join you. He leaves a small gap, as to not appear a total letch but your smart mouth has him hooked.

Taking a sip of his drink with the water up to his collar bones he hums.

"I do feel incredibly dangerous now, you've got a point"

"I mean if you think that's danger" you edge closer, not drunk but buzzed enough to take your chances you whisper into the shell of his ear. "You should see what thrills are in the guest bathroom. 1st floor on the right? " he chokes on his drink as your suggestive whispers make his dick twitch. He definitely couldn't get out of the pool for a while.

You're gone before you get a verbal reaction. If this all goes badly then you can just hide in there and slip out to an Uber and never see Jeff again right? Right. Cool.

With a soft white towel around you and your heart rate high as you reach the main guest bedroom you enter the room, you notice a large weekend bag in there and freeze. Shit. Someone's staying over, you hadn't factored that in, but a glance to the tag and the embossed H. E. S tells you you're good. Well, if not you'll just be a creep hiding in someone's bathroom but let's not think about it too much. Your faux confidence was working well so far and what other chance was going to arise like this one? Hot celebrities need fun with strangers too right?

Entering the bathroom you rub the towel over you, leaving mostly dry skin. You'd peel away your bikini if you were definite you wouldn't need to peel it back up your limbs should this plan backfire. You move to the mirror to adjust the black flecks from your minimal makeup dispersing under your eye and just as you're about to smooth down the stray baby hairs that humidity has got to around your face, you see Harry appear in the mirror behind you. Your belly flipping over and over with the thrill he'd took the bait.

Wasting no time he smirks and holds your gaze, wrapping his hands around your waist whilst his lips attach to the junction of your neck and collarbone. His tongue drags over your soft skin and he licks and softly sucks swirls onto it with his plush lips.

"Hm. You're right. This is a more fun type of danger" he says between kisses but before he's even finished his sentence you've spun around in his arms.

The bottom of your spine cold against the marble countertop, arms around his neck as you smash your lips into one another's with urgency. Tongues and wet noises as you get to know one another through your bodies alone.

He runs his hands down your back and presses his hard length against your thigh. He's definitely packing you think as you lift up a little rub your pubic bone against his front, panting out a little moan as the sweet friction of your bodies colliding sends you into overdrive. Catching the noise through your parted lips he gently tugs on the bottom one, teeth grazing the supple flesh. This combined with his large palms kneading your ass and pulling you further, tighter, into the roll of his hips. Only two layers of damp clothing separate you,forcing your lips to break from his mouth and fully moan, not caring who may be around. You could not remember the last time a perfect stranger knew your body quite this well.

His own grunts were speeding up when he suddenly grabs the back of your thighs and hoists you up beside the sink, you gasp in shock but it was more the way the lean man thrusted you up there like it was nothing. What else could he do? You expect him to go back to kissing you but instead he pulls back with his rock hard erection outlined in the wet shorts he still has on. Looking at you dead in the eyes both raging with lust and concern. Whilst you try not to worry how you were going to accommodate him inside your tight walls.

"Is this…? I mean, you want this too right?" his hands are resting at either side of your parted thighs. You nod. "Need you to say it Y/N" he steps forward, lips wet and brushes the pad of his thumb across your bottom lip that was now puffy and pink from the earlier biting. He knew you were down to fuck, but now he wanted to test your preferences. What kind of fun you were about to have shall we say. So when you lick his thumb tip, holding his fist still and grazing your wet tongue up and down from knuckle to tip before closing your eyes and humming around the entire digit, he knew you were both in for a good time.

Removing the thumb he whispers a barely audible "fuck me" before smashing your lips back together, tongues massaging together as he peels your underwear to the side with his hand swiftly and presses digit you'd lubricated with your mouth against your clit, moving it fast from side to side with just the right amount of pressure to make your head spin. Gasping, you throw your head back, hands clasped around his neck as you lean back and feel yourself start to leak a little with arousal. The few spots dripping down on to the counter.

You could say it had been a while but really this guy was moving his way round your body in the same way you tune a guitar in key. Calloused fingers applying the right amount of pressure as you felt yourself start to get to the edge already. He was kissing down the front if your chest, between your breasts, not missing a beat when he pushed both triangles of your bikini aside and you moaned loudly as he kissed and sucked hard around your nipple, tentatively pulling it between his teeth firmly, the sound you let out made him clamp a little harder before sucking in the whole nipple again, soothing the skin his tongue. Most likely leaving a mark behind, but you kind of liked the idea of proof he'd been devouring you in all honesty.

You were becoming blissed out from all the stimulation. Clenching and moving your hips around nothing but this magical thumb working your clit up and down hard. You were overcome with this whole situation playing out the way it had. You broke away from his mouth again.

"Oh fuck.. Harry, I'm… FuckFuck I'm going to come, I'm gonna fucking… Ahhh" he pulled back one arm steadying you as your head hit the mirror behind you in your release. He just watched you and slowed his thumb down watching as the liquid cascaded onto the counter.

After you'd come down you open your eyes and shyly smiled before kissing him passionately, his hands moving around your waist tightly. You moved your hand to his shorts, teasingly grazing the outline of his cock between your fingers in hopes of repaying the favour. He does a single throaty laugh and removes your hand, holding himself against his thigh. You look at him in confusion when he splutters,

"Sorry, sorry its just I'm going t'blow my load if you touch me." then he's back on your lips "Too. Fucking. Sexy" he says between wet kisses to your jaw, neck and clavicle. "Wanted to do this since I first set eyes on you" one hand is on the back of his neck twisting nape curls between your fist whilst the other rests behind you, stopping you from hitting your head on the mirror again.

"Oh yeah? Before or after I ruined your clothes?" you laugh teasingly as he slides his hands around your back to finally remove the bikini top properly, lifting it up over your head and tossing it aside somewhere on the floor. He let's a laugh out himself completely entranced still by how natural you are around him, it was often hard to connect with strangers in his position.

"I'd spotted you walking in, was trying to open the door for you m'love" he says before sucking a red mark into your breast and massaging and pulling the other nipple slightly with his hand.

You struggle through sharp intakes of breath for a reply.

"Well….ah...that's what chivalry.. Oh.. Get's you these days I guess" and you're both laughing a little.

"Hmm. Have to try harder with my manners then won't I? I mean, I've got to clear up the mess I've made here" he cups his hand against your pussy rubbing it up and down a little with his palm. You let out a guttural noise at the friction. "Ladies first and all'tha too right?" he giggles again at himself.

You're practically cumming right then, you couldn't remember the last time someone actually went down on you. Your previous boyfriend not particularly into offering you foreplay. A main point of why he didn't stick around too long.

Harry kisses down your abdomen now, soft sloppy, sensual pecks, humming into your skin every so often in appreciation as he works at removing your soaked bikini bottoms with his hands, pushing them down to your knees before you help, letting them fall from the remaining ankle to the ground.

Harry is moving far too slow for you, kissing across each hip down to the top of your slit, breathing over where you desperately need him before paying the other side the same attention. Then he's licking up each crease where your thigh meets your pelvis.

"Y/N, just.. Just turn, that's it and lean back as far as you can there, shuffle forward until can't balance anymore" you shift your ass as forward as possible on the lip of the sink and prop yourself up on your elbows trying to be as flat as possible on the cold counter as you could, your toes behind the sink with one foot the other dangling over the edge. You keep you thighs open as Harry hunches over the counter where you now lay diagonal. He places his arms under your thighs and bends your legs flat out as he can stretch you, you're expecting some more teasing but he just looks down at your pussy licking over his lips and almost whining before burying his tongue inside you immediately. The force of his tongue lapping up your previous climax causes you once again to knock the side of your head against the mirrored wall. You turn and watch the scene almost as a spectator, witnessing yourself bare to this beautiful man, curly brown hair between your fists and making sounds like he's savouring every taste. He catches you watching before taking his mouth off you, immediately, you're whining in protest.

"Watch my eyes not my reflection baby, I'm right here"

His authoritative tone eclipsing every thought you had about the casual nickname, you stared down at the wonderful site of him lapping and suckling on your clit. Pointed tongue and firm laps against the swollen button. He then starts lapping up at your glistening hole,unhooking an arm to spread your lips open between his fingers and licking right from the bottom to the top with all the sloppy wet noises involved. He was feeling you contract as he locked faster and faster over you. His tongue deserved an award never mind his music. You couldn't believe you were on the brink of a second orgasm so quickly but when he sunk his middle finger into you at the same pace his tongue was working at, you were screaming his name into the extractor fan above before you knew it. You felt waves of liquid cascade from your pussy as he gently lapped up the produce of his work from you. You flinched in overstimulation but he cleaned up every last drop tenderly before carefully closing your legs and pivoting you round to your previous sitting up position on the counter. Neither of you had spoken a word since you came but as he leads your arms to drape over your shoulders, holding your fucked out body against his chest whilst peppering your temple with soft pecks . Then he kisses you intensely, letting you taste the sweet juices of yourself on his lips. You hummed in approval of the sweet taste as you came round.

A few minutes of carnal making out and things were heating up again. Your hands cupping his jaw then sliding to graze fingernails up and down his back, digging them in a little harder now and again and causing goosebumps to pierce through the skin rapidly under your touch.

You could feel him swallowing down grunts from the friction he was getting from his shorts covered cock brushing up and down between your slick folds.

He'd made you cum twice. Hard. He always got off of making his partners cum of course, so he was feeling beyond turned on and the slight heat of your glistening folds against his length was almostvsending him over the edge.

"I want you inside me" you whispered against his lips desperately.

No sooner had you said the words, his left hand was frantically searching through the vanities top drawer in hope. Finding a packet, checking the date quickly then tearing it between his teeth, spitting the seal onto the floor and pushing his shorts to his ankles, stepping out of them at speed before kicking them away.

He smirked when he caught your eyes bulge at his cock. He knew it was above average but the reaction was always a further compliment he thought.

Stepping forward he put on a show of putting the condom on, first rubbing the drops of sticky pre cum at the head and down his length keeping his eyes locked to yours as you wriggled on the counter with anticipation. He whined a little as it squeezed him rolling it on, so red and over sensitive from turning you on. So that's why, when you grabbed for it, he stilled your hand. Dimples appearing back in his cheeks as you looked again in confusion. He kisses you, languishing the moment before grabbing you forward from the countertop to the floor again, still keeping your lips attached. He lightly grips at your hips and turns you round to face the mirror once more.

Harry lightly grabs your throat, and the way you whimper and push your ass back against him, makes him mentally bank that idea for later perhaps. He runs his left hand up the column of your neck lightly holding your jaw between his thumb and forefinger, forcing you to look at him with his hand on your face and the other already working up and down your folds.

"I want you to watch us. Want you to watch yourself come apart. Want to watch you cum around my cock yeah? " he whispers in your ear. You noticeably shiver with excitement of what's to come.

"Please Harry, please, need it, need you."

You watch yourself babble and beg for his cock. The pathetic whimper from yourself as you try and circle your ass into his crotch again to encourage it happening. You were never patient and he's driving you insane here.

Bringing two fingers infront of your lips as you watch yourself in the mirror he looks you dead in the eye through the reflection.

"Spit" so you do, "good girl" he says kissing your cheek. His saliva lubed fingers are back rubbing your clit quickly whilst his knee nudges the back of yours to spread your feet wider as he kisses the back of your neck and shoulders. When he pauses next you're not expecting the hard thrust of him entering you entirely, sure you were dripping wet with the result of two orgasms but you cry out in a mix of stretch and pleasure as he pounds into you at a furious pace. His spare hand not on your clit is holding the bottom of your spine down as he keeps up his rhythm. His pace was that of a man desperate for release after watching you fall apart on his fingers and tongue. The build up meant he was already close as you tight walls fluttered around him. He pleads with you to stop tightening your walls around him or he's not going to last he whimpers.

You were already close again, you'd never cum this many times or this quickly in your life but you were ready for another round and by the sounds of him and the stutter his pace kept slipping you knew he was close too.

You quickly removed his hand, sucking your own fingers into your mouth to replace his own at your clit.

"M'gonna cum, but… OhOh fuck.. But need you harder. Deeper" you manage to get out.

He grunts a curse before squeezing your hips at a pressure that will leave marks tomorrow but the delight in the speed he was now able to snap his hips against the swells of your ass, was well worth it. It only took a few more seconds with the fingers that knew you best, for you to gush against his cock. Feeling absolutely exhausted you slump your sweaty chest onto the cold counter.

His orgasm taking him by surprise when you clenched up to milk him dry. He all but shouts your name as his hips stutter and you feel the warmth of his cum fill the one barrier between you.

His lips were back on your sweaty neck for a second whilst he disposed of the used condom. He ran the walk in shower and wordlessly you took his offered hand to join him under the hot spray. You'd never had an encounter end like this before not that you were a seasoned professional but after 3 orgasms the way his hands moved round your body under the water, washing away your antics with sweet strawberry-banana smelling suds on the flannel, left you with a warm floaty feeling the worn off alcohol never had.

He gently wipes your makeup from under your eyes then, smiling at the cute way your nose wrinkles slightly as he rubs at each eyebrow.

"I don't even have words" you finally laugh out blushing, not able to stand his gauge as you say it.

"Oh. So that's how to make that smart mouth o'yours stop is it? " he grins, you gasp in mock offense and go to say something but going under your chin with his thumb with his forefinger to connect your lips under the warm water spray he kisses you when you pull away you can't help but ask.

"So does this make us even on one ruined fancy vest then?"

"Hmmmm" he ponders with both hands on your face looking at the ceiling out if the falling water. " I'm not sure, I mean it was a custom, pretty high going rate those yeah"

"Yeahhhh you're right, you're right. Better factor in the cost of the custom job then hadn't I huh?"

You hurriedly sink to your knees on the tiled floor.

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Hey can I add something to your headcanons? I wrote this at like 3am so sorry if it's not very coherent.

Recharging is hard when you're 50% spikes. Lockdown can't just lay on his back like a normal bot because his spikes would puncture whatever is below. So Lockdown typically recharges on his side

This gives Lockdown the perfect view of the door into his and Prowl's berth room door. Yknow in the off chance somebody actually finds their ship, breaches the hull, boards it, get past Lockdowns paranoid security system to reach the door without either of the ninja bots hearing anything ( the Deaths Head had security before, but with Prowler around Lockdown thinks it wouldn't hurt to be too paranoid).

It also allows Prowl to insert his body in between Lockdowns back spikes, then he can wrap his legs around LDs thigh and kinda bend himself into him (like spooning or a Banana I'm not explained this well oops). Prowl does this because the low, coarse vibrations of Lockdowns engines helps him recharge at night. It feels nice but nothing Prowl could put his servo on. Kinda like a massage and a gentle rocking at the same time. Lockdown wouldn't let Prowl have all this cuddling on the Autobot's terms. At first if Prowler did start to snuggle Lockdown will strop away in an angered huff.

However, in this position it puts the Cons spark right next to Prowl's and this puts his protective subconscious at ease like nout all else. If he can feel Prowls spark that means Prowler is alive and ok, and if something were to happen the change in Prowl's spark field as alarm or anger ran through his systems would alert Lockdown too. Secondly, and he'd never admit it, but the feeling of his mates spark field is fragging smooth. It helps calm the cons rougher, more active and joltier spark that can keep Lockdown up for a stellar cycle. Lockdown may not understand all that meditation slag Prowler spends so many joors doing but if it puts his spark at ease even on his worst nights, its worth it.

When any bot eventually goes into recharge his motors and pumps will slowly go into stasis. Values will open and hydraulic fluid moves, arms and legs slowly start to move and sag. Its not like they go limp like a human but they will move if give enough force. Most bots have a stasis pods/beds which keep them locked in a lying down position (see Human error #1 i think?) but finding one with 6 holes in the back and potentially another 4 at the sides would be a giant pain in the aft. Never mind getting it on the ship and finding some way of jamming Prowler into it (hey you can't expect the poor con to go back to sleeping on his own)

Due to the way Lockdown's neck spikes and his armour this would cause him to very slowly fall onto his back as he recharges. However now prowl acts like a small prop that keeps him on his side. Not all of LDs gigantic weight rests on prowl, but its enough that it feels like LD is forcefully falling into Prowls body, like they are embracing. Prowl still doesn't know how this happens or why Lockdown is seemingly willing to further cuddle into him but he doesn't wanna complain. The vibrations are stronger so it feels like a proper massage. So Prowl is so ok with this, and Lockdown typically doesn't realise this happened until the next stellar cycle when its too late to walk off in an annoyed huff. Lockdown waking up looks like he's walking off like an annoyed cactus anyway (he was never a morning bot lmao)

(ok I'll add this at the end too its not part of the HC but a funny thing i thought of at the end.

Prowl typically moves himself up and down LDs back to make the most of his partners big rumbly engine, he's had all of his midsection and up massaged and rocked by now. Sadly it was one night where he placed himself further down LDs back where the bottom of his chest and mid section where around hip joints.

LD wakes up before Prowl again partially propped up by him. LD can sense Prowl is on the berth and in recharge but because Prowl isn't near his normal spot LD doesn't feel him. So instead LD shuffles backwards a bit and rolls onto his back while sitting up...directly on top of Prowl.

The first he notices is the loud creaking of armour followed by a load groan from mate. Followed by a chorus of yelling, of which LD could make out "Get your 10 tonne aft off me Lockdown, primus you're heavier than Bulkhead!"

After that episode Lockdown was heading towards the workshop to find some new alloys he could best into new chest armour for Prowl. To replace the one with a giant 2inch dent across them in the shape of LDs aft.

LD didn't know how or when Prowler would make his payback- only that it was gonna hurt like slag.)

This was a pleasure to read lol. The idea of Prowl propping Lockdown in his sleeping position, Prowl fitting himself between Lockdown’s hood spikes and spooning - they found a mutual sleeping arrangement and I love it.

I had a hc about the rumbly engine, too, I love the idea. Lockdown’s big ol’ engine in sleepy mode provides just the right vibrations to vibe-sensitive Prowl.

Also, the mention of the sleeping bed/slab/station reminded me, I always thought it looks so awkward when Cybertronians lay down on hard, flat slabs. They all have some kind of kibble that would prevent any comfy position, so it made me think, what if the beds were like memory foam, but metal? 

The best example I can think of would be in the movie The Wolverine, where the old dude’s resting on a ‘bed’ that conforms to his every moment for his comfort. That idea seems more logical for a race of pointy, metal beings. Can you imagine, Lockdown and Prowl would be able to recharge in more positions if they had this, and I like to think Lockdown WOULD have it, if not before definitely after he got Prowl.

But saying that, I really like the visual imagery that your hc gave lol. Thanks for writing that, and sorry for the late reply!