#but I do get where I'm coming from (pun not intended. that's literally just the most appropriate phrasing to use.)

[useless-sideblog1]

Hfrnghfgenwhfjdbns... Will Wood...

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

So this is another "my vagina's/vulva's orgasm behaviour is confusing to me" question, but I did not find this explicitly in the faqs. So I have a vagina that js probably pretty standard. I get an orgasm pretty easily when I use a vibrator/massager or similar sex toy. I cannot, however, get myself off using my hands. Neither can my partner. We do fingering, oral or penetrative sex, all of which I enjoy a lot, even though I never (literally never) orgasm if no toy is involved. My partner and I are a bit curious as to why getting an orgasm with a toy is so easy for me, but so far, literally no other technique we tried that doesn't involve a vibrator has worked. I'm always having fun when we're having sex, I don't feel pressured about getting off, and my partner is very attentive and has tried many different things during sex. So my question is: Can you sort of "numb" your clitoris if you use toys too often? I've started masturbating pretty early, but I always used mechanical helpers, for example an electrical toothbrush. And I've been entertaining this weird theory that this has maybe led my nerves to only react to quite strong and strictly repetitive stimulation. But maybe this is ridiculous? Do you know anything about this? Coming due to my partner fingering me or going down on me or maybe even during penetrative sex would be something I'd like very much (and also being able to masturbate without toys would be a practical skill to have) so I'm wondering why this is not working so well. I love your blog btw and I've learned so much reading through your asks! Thank you for taking the time to answer so many questions!

hi anon,

you've actually pretty much nailed it! while you can't numb your clitoris, you can teach your body to respond only to particular types of stimuli - some people find themselves only able to get off in certain positions, for instance, or, as in your case, with a very specific intensity and repetition. vibrators are great for a lot of people who have difficulty with orgasm strictly because they deliver such powerful, consistent stimulation! and that's awesome, but it can also make it difficult for the comparatively weak and unpredictable human body to compare lmao.

I'm super glad that you and your partner are already in a place where you feel secure in the way sex works for you, rather than taking the need for a vibrator as a kind of shortcoming (... no pun intended). I think that puts you in a really good place to start experimenting and trying new things together and have fun doing it!

if you want to learn how to get off minus a vibe, there's really on foolproof solution: get that vibrator out of there. not for solo or partnered sex; from now on it's body parts only. that may mean no orgasm for a while, but it sounds like you already have a really good attitude about that, so I hope that won't be too much of a bummer during the adjustment period!

it may take a while, but what I'm hoping for it giving your body a nice long break deprived of stimulation that intense to help it grow more sensitive to touch from a hand, mouth, or other body parts. don't put too much pressure on yourself to be orgasmic right away; just try out different things, pursue new sensations, and try to be playful and pressure-free. even if it doesn't result in orgasm, I hope it can be a fulfilling and fun experience that lets you learn new things about how you like to be touched and experience sensation.

also, pro tip: if you go long enough without using a vibe there's a very good chance you will, in scientific terms, nut yourself senseless pretty immediately when you reintroduce it, so that's something to look forward to.

[fanfiction4sooya]

Double Trouble (G!P Yujin x G!P Gaeul X Fem!R)

To the anon who had this amazing idea, thank you and hope you like it sweet thing! 💖

Warnings are on the following request.

R: Can you write a jealousy fic kinda like the eunbi one but with yujin and gaeul where they get jealous and take it out on reader with rough dp,handcuffs,deep throating, anal and vaginal sex dp and mommy kink;

It wasn't very often that you felt naughty enough to push your luck with your girlfriends. That totally out of ordinary day was fun, pushing past the boys on the MC Countdown show, doing dance challenges, looking way too intensely to Felix, fake blushing whenever he looked at you.

Gaeul and Yujin followed your every move, jealousy dripping in the way they looked at you. They were opposites in everything, perfectly fitting into you in every way possible. (Yes, pun intended)

Whilst Yujin's anger was like a fire that destroyed everything in sight with one touch, Gaeul's felt more like one of those cloudy days with a promising storm in the end.

"She is doing too much" Yunjin said, shaking with that seething jealousy, completely blinded by it.

"Let her have her fun" Gaeul held her hand, pulling her back as she was about to literally snatch you from stage. "She'll forget about this and then we'll have ours" She darkly said, smiling at the tall girl.

You completely forgot about your little sketch a few days prior, peacefully sleeping in Gaeul's bed as she and Yujin were already up, just waiting for you in the kitchen. You woke up, did your morning routine as usual and went down to eat.

"Greetings, earthlings" You said happy as usual, pecking both of them on their lips. They greeted back and your started eating, noticing they were a little too giggly. "What?" You said swallowing a strawberry toast.

"We just planned a surprise for you, baby" Gaeul said ever so lovingly. That took you by surprise and you happily squeaked, you loved surprises!

"Wait, seriously? What is it?" You said, getting up.

"Sure, sweetie" Yujin licked her lips, her eyes lingering on your tits inside your pajamas. "Close your eyes and give me your hands" You instantly did as she said, hearing the small "click", opening your eyes to a pair of handcuffs on both your wrists.

"What's this?" You looked a little bit lost, but still smiled.

"This is your surprise, baby" Gaeul said hugging you from behind, her hard dick pressing against your butt.

"What?" You gulped as Yujin stood in front of you, holding your chin with her big hand.

"Did you really thought we were going to let that little show of yours slide, sweetie?" You gulped, remembering what you did. 'Shit, shit, shit' you thought to yourself. "Answer me" She pulled your face to hers, harshly kissing your lips.

"N-no" You said. "I'm sorry, I was just playing" You said, earning a slap from Yujin, the loud sound scared you more than the slap itself.

"Well, we didn't like your little game" Gaeul came out of nowhere with a pair of scissors, scaring you. "You are ours" She said and Yujin held you still, her bulge very clear on her sweatpants.

"You are going to regret acting like a little slut for everyone to see" Yujin growled as Gaeul cut your pajama's top off of you, the cold air hitting your tits and making you hiss.

Yujin immediately started sucking your nipples, squeezing them harshly, her cock throbbing with need. Gaeul pulled your shorts down, leaving you naked for them. The taller girl pushed you down to your knees.

You knew you were in for a long day, fuck.

"The g-girls..." You tried to reason with them, you were in the kitchen for christ's sake.

"Oh I know you would love for them to see you on your knees for us" Gaeul said, both of the now standing in front of you. She took off her own pants, her cock erect and the tip leaking precum. You gulped, feeling your wetness oozing out of you. "But they are not coming, baby" She jerked herself in front of your face, your tongue immediately going out for you to start sucking her.

"Oh, you are needy now?" Yujin said, lowering herself to get on your eye level, lightly slapping your face. "You are not going to suck anything, baby" She said, going around you and pulling your ass up, your cuffed hands on the floor supporting your weight. You felt her push her cock inside in literally one go and you squealed in surprise. "We are going to fuck your throat, sweetie" She growled on your ear as Gaeul entered your mouth, pushing deep into the back of your throat.

"Fuck" They both said.

They took off, Yujin holding your hips and fully slamming her cock inside of you, not really caring if you were wet or not as if you were just a toy; Gaeul wasn't different, her thick cock hitting the back of your throat as she held your head, pulling you to her. Every time you gagged your pussy clenched on Yujin's lengthy dick.

"You feel so tight, fuck" She said, slamming into you as her eyes closed in pleasure. "Unnie -Fuck- you should feel this" She said, pulling you flush to her. Gaeul was moaning loudly as she saw tears falling from your eyes.

Your jaw hurt, but that was the best feeling ever. You were being taken by them so deliciously you didn't matter getting hurt if it was for their pleasure. You fucked up after all, so it was up to you to fix it.

"Our little fucktoy" Gaeul carressed your face, your hair was a mess already.

"We are going to use both of your holes today, baby" Yujin said on your ear as Gaeul pulled her dick from your mouth so you would breathe. "At the same time" She whispered and you shivered, your pretty cunt holding her dick hard.

"N-no, mommy" You cried out, trying to push them off of you. You never had both of them at the same time, they were both thick and big, how could you?

"No?" Gaeul pouted, lifting your body as she stood behind you. She bent you enough for Yujin to facefuck you as she slapped your ass hard, slamming her dick in you as well.

"Now we are your mommies?" Yujin sped up her pace, you could feel her all the way in your throat. You closed your eyes, cuffed hands placed on her thighs trying to hold her back to no avail, choking on her.

You were shaking, drooling, gagging. A mess as they had their way with your body, groping your tits, pulling your hair. They had been rough before, but never like that.

"I'm gonna cum" Yujin said, closing her eyes as she let her seed on your throat, pulling your head away so it would also fall on your tits, painting your body with her cum. "Mine" She panted as Gaeul kept roughly fucking you from behind, biting your shoulder.

Yujin kissed you marking your neck, being careful not to swipe away her cum from your tits.

"Mommy, please" You looked up at her, doe eyes and all. A saint, for those who didn't actually knew you. "I'm gonna c-cum" You sobbed, holding Yujin's waist so you wouldn't fall face down to the floor, drooling as you started to shake.

"No cumming for you, angel" Gaeul pulled out, slapping her raw cock on your ass as Yunjin made you properly stand. "You'll cum when we say" She kissed you, pulling your hair so you would also kiss the taller woman as she did the same. "Look at her" She pointed your face to Yujin's crotch. "She's hard again, baby" She licked your earlobe. "She's mad at you angel, you made her jealous that day. What do you say to mommy now?"

Your legs were shaking so violently you could barely stand, Gaeul's voice was as hypnotizing as Yujin's dark gaze on your face. Hell and heaven, sun and moon.

"Use me, mommy" You said, dropping to your knees again. "Until you forgive me, please" Pleading, you stroked her cock with your cuffed hands and she closed her eyes, kissing the other woman. "Fill me with your cum, mommies" You did the same for Gaeul, circling your hot tongue on the tip of her length.

"Aren't you cute?" Yujin smiled as she saw you trying to suck both of them at the same time. She pulled her phone from over the table, her camera ready to capture that moment. "I'll make sure to show this to whoever try to fuck you" She said, hissing as Gaeul kissed her neck while you sucked her hard.

"Our little cum dumpster" The other woman said and you whimpered, you loved being degraded by them. "Nothing but a hole for us" She smiled sweetly for you.

They stopped recording, sharing that amused look. You shivered, knowing exactly what to expect next. Yujin dragged you by the hair to the living room, Gaeul already sitting on the couch just waiting.

"Straddle her" She commanded and you whimpered, scared and too excited. "Don't you hear me?" She pushed you to Gaeul's lap, gripping the older's dick and pointing it to your wet slit. The older woman just observed as she pushed your body down, making her fully enter you.

Gaeul was throbbing, her eyes closed as Yujin jerked off at the sight of you split open on your girlfriend's big cock. You were all sensitive as Yunjin already came once and you and Gaeul were being edged, with her holding your orgasm from happening.

"Mommy, fuck" You kissed her, biting her lips as she held your waist to properly slam you on her cock, your clit bruhsing on her abdomen.

You were full on riding her dick as the other went to her bedroom to get lube, coming back jerking herself with it.

"Fuck, you two are hot" She said, her dick twitching in her hand as she poured lube onto your asshole. You shivered, closing your eyes.

"Keep kissing me, baby" Gaeul kissed you, holding your butt cheeks open for the other woman.

Yujin slowly entered you, grunting when little by little she felt you envelope her. You whined on gaeul's lips.

"Oh, god" You squeezed your eyes shut as you felt your ass and pussy filled with them. That was actually insanely good, after the first discomfort has passed. "Please mommies, use both my holes" You moaned, trying to move your hips. "Cum in me, please"

You didn't had to tell them twice, as both started to move inside you, groaning and moaning when they felt each other's dicks brush against each other. They were being rough, as yujin fucked down and gaeul upwards, a delicious friction on your g-spot and on your ass.

Gaeul pinched your nipples as Yujin bit your shoulder, the eye contact between them getting you absolutely crazy as you wanted to cum so bad with them. The older one felt by the way you clenched your orgasm wash over you, triggering her to do the same.

"Yujin-a, gonna cum, fuck, fuck" She warned, her eyebrows tightly knit as you were a shaking mess on her dick, milking her dry.

"Me too unnie, oh my gosh" She panted, fucking fast into you.

Yujin was the first one to take her cock from you, too overstimulated already as it was her second round. She panted as you and gaeul became whimpering messes, her cock still inside of you as the puppy started recording again as she slowly took it off.

"Shit, so fucking beautiful" She said as both of your holes leaked with their cum, clenching around nothing.

"You are mine and Yujin's, did you got it?" Gaeul pulled your face towards her, staring intensely into your eyes. Fucking jealous and beautiful.

"Y-yes, mommy" You said, whimpering. "I'm sorry" You kissed her neck and Yujin pulled your face so you would look at her.

"Sorry?" She laughed. "Sorry you will be when we are done with you, angel" She smiled.

"You are not done with me?" You innocently said, fake pouting.

They shared that fucking shady look between them again, as if they shared the same brain.

Oh boy, you were going to regret so much playing with their jealousy...

[thefanficmonster]

Are you still doing Carmy requests? Can you do one where he maybe goes to the the pharmacy with Richie or someone else and he develops a crush on a worker?

Hi dear! Yup I'm accepting requests for all characters from The Bear. Thank you so much for your request! I hope you enjoy the fic 💌

Happenstance

Carmen Berzatto x Reader (Gender Neutral - They/Them) [The Bear]

Warnings: Swearing, Minor Injury, Minor Spoilers for The Bear

Genre: FLUFF

Summary: see request above

NOTE: This fic takes place during season 1

He's driving without a license, sweating profusely. His hands are clenched tightly around the wheel, his eyes tranced on the road ahead as he tries his best to block out Richie's annoying rambling as he wills muscle memory not to fail him now. He never got his license, never really needed to, considering everything was within walking distance in Chicago growing up and whenever he needed to get anywhere further out of the walking radius, transport was always easily accessible. New York too. He can't remember if anyone he worked with even had a license.

Michael and Richie both got their hands on a license and a steering wheel as soon as they could and tried talking Carmy and Sugar into doing the same. The former never showed any interest but still listened to their freely offered lessons just in case the skill of driving could come in handy one day.

Today happens to be that day.

It's been years since these aforementioned lessons took place, though. So, it's safe to say he's struggling.

The day started off like any other, the usual chaotic monotony of The Beef running through the motions. And then, suddenly, it was interrupted.

A man Carmy did not recognize approached the restaurant with a rigid demeanor, hostility written all over his face. Unlike him, Richie was all too familiar with this asshole. He was a debt collector, a grifter almost, one of many breathing down Mikey's neck while he was alive and Richie's now that he isn't.

To be fair, Richie could've approached and maybe even handled the situation with just slightly more tact. But come on now, we're talking about Richie, so of course he didn't.

That's how he ended up here, in the passenger seat of his own car, with a swelling black eye he can't see out of, still yelling stubbornly.

"Cousin, shut the fuck up! You're literally half blind right now and you still wanna argue?! You don't wanna see out of neither of your eyes!?" Carmy finally snaps, the adrenaline and anxiety of the situation getting too much to bear. He has to put up with the loud-mouth next to him, focus on the road and keep them alive with what little memory he has of driving lessons he barely paid any mind to, and be wary of a potential fine and legal trouble if he gets caught.

He can't remember how or who convinced him to drive in the insanity of the brawl's aftermath. He hates whoever it may be, although he did this to himself.

"Oh what?! You're gonna punch me, asshole?!" Richie provokes him further, poking the bear - no pun intended - with a stick.

"Maybe I fucking will if you don't shut your trap!" Carmy's voice booms in the small space in the car, somehow managing to out-yell his cousin who has now miraculously actually shut the fuck up.

They drive in peace for a solid five minutes before a voice once again fills the car.

"Can you pull up to that pharmacy? Grab me some painkillers?"

Given that what's coming out of his mouth is reasonable for a change, Carmy obliges with nothing more than a nod. When the car comes to a stop, he unbuckles his seatbelt with still shaky hands, "Stay in the car. I don't want you traumatizing the workers inside."

He feels a hand give him a light shove as he gets out but he lets it go, retaliating with a slam of the car door before heading inside.

The bell above the entrance dings, alerting the clerk to his presence. They give him a polite nod and smile, greeting him with their standard professional and courteous "Hello, how can I help you?"

"Uh, I'm supposed to get painkillers." He says, suddenly a little flustered. The extent of his life outside the restaurant only involves his commute to and from it. He hasn't exactly had any proper human interactions without the usual workplace yelling and disagreements.

Luckily the pharmacist, who he'll admit isn't helping his nervousness with their attractiveness, meets him halfway in his panic, their warm and comforting aura shining through their smile, "Ok, no problem. What kind?"

"Whatever kind is best for a black eye." His response breaks their professional composure, making them laugh a little before they catch themself, clearing their throat.

"Give me a second." They smile, shaking their head before briefly disappearing out of view, behind a shelf of medication one their side of the counter. When they return, they set down a bottle of pills, an ice cold water bottle and some cloth bandages. "Knock two of these back..." they begin, pointing to the pills, "...then soak the bandages in cold water and apply to the wound. And, lastly..." They take a pause to chuckle, "Drive to urgent care, please."

"All sound advice. However..." A loud honk of a car horn interrupts him, causing him to cringe, "....my cousin is a little particular."

The pharmacist laughs again, shaking their head in understanding, "I see. Well, hope you sort it out." They ring up his pills and tell him the price. Only seventeen dollars, which causes him to glance at them with a quirked eyebrow, evidently puzzled. They immediately pick up on what he's confused about, "The bandages and water are on the house."

Expressing his gratitude with a bright grin and nod, he takes the items and leaves the pharmacy, waving a quick goodbye to the clerk. The smile doesn't drop from his face even once he enters the car to more yelling from Richie, asking what had taken so long. He quiets him down by tossing the products at him, all thankfully avoiding his face and falling in his lap. All the while, he remains grinning like an idiot at the luckt happenstance of finding his new go-to pharmacy.

Who cares that it's forty-five minutes from his place? That's a small distance to travel for a man who believes he might have just developed a little crush.

[lovifie]

Okay so excited for dark gaz !? 👀

Also I’m dying to know what happens/who watches the footage from price’s date…

P.S. your stories are so great, literally so excited when I log in and see a new one posted 😭

😈😈😈 me too.

I wanna know you guys opinion about it as well, because I have never written anything like it. (Not that I have much experience writting anything). So I'm definitely looking forward to read some feedback about it, I'm posting it tomorrow I'll tag you to it 🩷😈

Also, thank you so much for the compliment 😭🩷, glad to know you like them. 🩷🩷🩷

And now, regarding who watches the footage Price took, I'm not sure I'll talk about it on the fic, so I offer you 4 options of what I think he would do, you pick whichever you like the most, or don't, they all can happen one after the other 🩷

1. He keeps it for himself: As a captain, he has his private office where he is usually until late. Alone. So a little video of his favourite girl would definitely come in handy (pun intended). Sometimes work just get too monotonous to the point he is not paying attention and that is not nice. So he would just pop the pendrive on his computer, satisfying his thirst for you even if momentarily. And then get back to work.

2. Shares on the groupchat: He also needs to think of his boys, he may have made fun of them for getting the first date but they are still his boys. So right as you fall sleep, he would send it, smiling at the chaos of them seeing the video. Only for them to be quiet for like 10 minutes and then come back with: "Thank you, sir"

3. Keeps it on his office: He could also not trust the phone, fearing it may be stolen only for somebody to see you. So he keeps it on his office but he tells his boys. If they want to see it they have to come to him and ask nicely. They are not getting any privacy, they want to release themselves? Price is watching. Closely. They are taking too long to finish? Well, Price will need to help them. Poor boys.

4. He makes you watch it: Maybe he caught you pleasuring yourself. How dare you? Four men only for you, and you still greedily do this alone. No more of that. He pulls his phone out, holding it with a hand and meanwhile he uses the other to finger you until you cry. But! You have to watch it! "Aw, you closed your eyes! Wait, let me go back." And he restart the video leaving your pussy unattended at the brick of an orgasm just to start again. Until you are crying and begging for him to let him finish, it's not your fault you can't keep your eyes on the screen when he is fingering you so nicely.

Hope you like it!

[kuonjiarincrow]

Obey Me! Song Units I know will probably never come out but by darn I'll still die on this hill waiting for them:

(But considering All The Feels came out on a new YouTube channel named Triworlds instead of the Obey Me Official maybe it's not so far off? 👀)

The Fantastic Three:

Lucifer, Diavolo, and Barbatos

(Nothing more needs to be said here.)

Purgatory Hall:

Simeon, Solomon, and Luke

(I really hope this one comes out. They're adorable. I love them sm I need more Simeon)

Cat:

Satan and Solomon

(Levi would also work here since the three of them get along well surprisingly. Belphie's voice would probably match really well with them too. Book worms unite!)

The Angels:

Simeon and Luke

(Simeon is best dad. No doubt on that. But I've also got this itch due to Hazbin Hotel since Sera and Emily remind me so much of them. The whole "I thought since I'm older, it's my load to shoulder. You have to listen, it was such a hard decision. I wanted to save you the anguish it takes to do what was required." It would be nice to get a bit of foreshadowing under all the cute light they bring)

The Royals:

Diavolo and Barbatos

(I know I'm not ready for this one but I want it sm. Their vocals are deep so I feel this one would have more of a dark and brass-y type kinda like Trigger or Choose Me with maybe more guitar. Alternative: It's a one for one exactly like To Be A Princess from Barbie pun intended)

Sweets Masters / Gourmet Club:

Barbatos, Simeon, Beelzebub, and/or Luke

(This one could be them literally just naming different foods and I wouldn't even be mad tbh)

Invocatio:

Solomon, Barbatos, and Asmodeus

(Solomon and his Demons. I can already hear the back handed comments and snarky retaliations. Good shit.)

Speaking of back handed comments

Tea Demons / Brothers No More

Barbatos, Lucifer, and/or Simeon (ft. Satan and Mammon)

(These two are put together for they serve the same purpose. To get on Lucifer's nerves. JK but one can't deny that Barbatos and Simeon get a kick from Lucifer's reactions. Much like a certain cat lover and gambling addict. Belphegor and Solomon could also go here...at this point everyone is trying to turn Lucifer's hair white from stress. I just think it'd make for a fun song.)

Diabolus (?):

Diavolo and Solomon/Simeon

(This one is a bit tricky to put into words. It'd be nice if we could maybe get like a sort of The Other Side from The Greatest Showman mix with They're Only Human from the Death Note Musical of Diavolo and either Simeon or Solomon (or both) discussing their views on the three worlds and the best way to bring peace between them. If it's even possible. Again, it's a weird concept I find intriguing that could be a pretty good bop but most certainly won't happen.)

Venting Time:

Solomon, Simeon, and Barbatos

(Literally just more of them tbh)

Royals and Brothers:

Diavolo and Lucifer, and Barbatos and Mammon

(It'd be nice to get a song with Diavolo and Lucifer since they're such good friends. The April Fool's video also left me wanting more Barbatos vs Mammon tbh)

Honorable Mentions:

These are mostly songs that I wish existed too but the ones above mostly focused on the Dateables rather than the brothers. But since one just can't get enough of them,

1. Big Brothers (Lucifer, Mammon, and Leviathan. Honestly, Levi needs more songs. Rock On!! Is one of the best unit songs, can't argue with that. But they're still the big three and Levi gets left out a lot :()

2. No Big Brothers Allowed (Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, and Belphegor. I love Satan and Asmodeus' relationship, I'm surprised there isn't more of them considering they're such good singers. And speaking of good singers, more twins pls)

3. Brothers Under a Pact (Mammon, Leviathan, and Beelzebub. I personally feel robbed that we don't have a song for them.)

4. Team Party (Mammon and Asmodeus. They're so full of energy they'd sing the best bop to play at the club.)

5. Where's My Money (Mammon and Leviathan. These tsunderes are so much more a like than they care to admit. There's potential for musical parallels)

8. I'm so thankful for all the hard work Solmare and the Boys do for us. They've definitely gotten better and more confident in their skills and it really shows. Spooky Night Parade, Magic Moment, Anniversary, and now All The Feels were all amazingly beautiful. Truly, I have no words for how much I love all these songs. They mean so much and I'm thankful for anything they bless us with. I can only hope they continue making incredible music.

6. 345 (Leviathan, Satan, and Asmodeus. Again, all three are great singers, it'd be cool to have a unit song for them.)

7. My Favorite (Lucifer and Belphegor. Big Bro vs Little Bro. The tension would be high here but their underlying love for each other is what does it for me.)

This post is really just wishful thinking on my part, the songs we have are so good I can't help but want more. Each instrument and lyrics have been given so much thought and I think they did such an amazing job at really capturing each character with their respective songs. Maybe I'll make a post dissecting each song. Or maybe I'm reading too much into them.

Regardless, thank you for the music❤️

If you managed to read to the bottom, thank you for reading my word vomit! It's 3 am and I need to stop procrastinating on sleep. Have a lovely day!

[wroteclassicaly]

for kink hour I am so sorry (not really) but s3 of st actually gave me a huge piss kink for Steve after the elevator scene. I don't really know what it is about it but I kinda wanna piss with him? like maybe going on a camping trip and there's no where to go and I watch him piss against a tree and then he watches me go too. if this is too dirty I'm sorrrryyy lol

Lawd have mercy… NEVER be sorry for that! Because… guess what? *whispers* Same.

Warnings: Language, smutty-ish, piss kink, watersports, summer of 1985 Steve, perv!reader/ perv!steve, masturbation, & voyeurism.

This got outta hand. Oops…?

Steve would be the type to not know he’s into it until it literally happens. Sure it’s crossed his mind, because he’s seen a lot if different kinds of porn, read some magazines that venture out of the norm. But when he realizes that you’re into it too, that you’re literally watching him as he struggles to pull himself from the confines of his tight little jeans - he figures he has to piss fast before the hard on kicks in. He isn’t sure he can come back from this kinda animalistic release, not when he licks his lips as you bashfully apologize (knowing you’d be caught), his leg jiggling as he stops, his flow disrupted by the growing hardness. Your eyes have widened and you stutter.

“I didn’t mean - I’m sorry, I just had to go too, and —“

“Then go!” A little flushed with embarrassment, an aching that’s attached itself inside of his bladder and clinging to his ballsack - he snaps too harshly.

You swallow, tears threatening. That’s when his bolder confidence he hadn’t held since highschool bubbled back up. Yeah, he still has it with you…

“Come here a second.”

You’re hesitant, but he hears the crunch of sticks and leaves beneath your worn sneakers. His breathing is heavy, much like the weight of his shaft in his hand. He’s already begun swiping a calloused thumb over the sticky head. You stop behind him, panting visible and heard in the small wooded expanse.

“Steve, are you sure? Are you -“

“Not behind me. Get beside me.”

“Steve…”

“What? You wanted to watch bad enough. And I only perform on the weekends, so you better not miss your chance, sweetheart.”

You aren’t prepared in all of your lifetime to see the defined veins of his wrist, flexing tendons accentuated by the watch, helping his fingers wrap around his massive length. He’s wet, dripping piss and cum, balls drawn up nice and tight.

“Holy fuck…” you’re practically drooling, body propping on the adjacent tree.

“Yeah, kinda hard, pun completely intended, by the way, to piss like this. So if you get hit then that’s not on me.”

“Does this turn you on? I mean, it obviously does if you’re hard, right?” You’re waiting, breath baited and caught with the heave of your rising chest.

“Didn’t really know it did till just now. You’re the one who was watching me.”

“Well you’re the one that’s invited me over here —“

“Oh, fuck…” His voice cuts in with a diaphragm-deep rasp, cutting you off as that first wave sprays from the tip of his cock and splatters onto the tree, some splashing your bare leg. His spare, massive palm splays out and slaps the tree as he struggles to control his flow.

You’ve dug your fist into your t-shirt, balling it up within your grasp, knuckles pressed into your stomach. You swear your heartbeat has fallen into your ass.

“M’ going to. Fuck, I have to. Might make this easier… Can I?” He’s begging, his gentleman questioning clear as his need grows.

You nod. “Touch yourself.”

“Need you to do it too. Show me, please?”

You can’t find it within yourself to fight or have those reservations of insecurity. You’re too fucking horny.

Your shorts and panties come off, arousal strung down to the crotch. You kick them off across the dirt and grass as Steve jacks himself with his never ending flow, that’s coming in spurts again. You aren’t sure you can hold yourself up, so you resort to leaning back against the tree and parting yourself, unable to hold it back as your stream takes over, soaking the ground below, your creamy wetness mixing in. You’d be embarrassed if you weren’t so gone.

“Take your tits out.” You obey, shirt and bra cups raised, and you immediately grab your breast, legs spreading wider.

“Shit, I’m close, babe. So fuckin’ close.”

// Eat me paragraph //

[katthyacinth]

Little Sailors Have No Chance

Vox x Celeb/Singer Reader <3 Pt 4. pt 3 ... pt 5

In the span of 12 hours you had committed murder suicide with your abusive spouse, landed in hell where you were now a pretty fish demon, walked up to the biggest most important people in hells entertainment industry and landed a job on the spot...

Its only going to get crazier.

The TV head man had vanished into thin air after looking you up and down again to go deal with whoever "tore up velvets best model" that you were now replacing.

She had wasted no time using some sort of demon magic to change your clothes a dozen times and have some other demons do you're makeup. "well love you have been making quite a splash no pun intended and Im starting to see what the buzz is for. Stunning and you killed your husband? Truely a siren the name is brilliant luring poor sailor men to their death that blindly follow your charm, maybe that's what your fans should be called well, we'll talk all about a deal after the show." she blabs on as she adorns you with accessories and motions for you to spin, stand etc.

"Ok darlings" she calls out to the room. "its showtime!"

You will admit you've never walked a runway but you were going to do everything in your power to not make a fool of yourself. The lights and cameras and audience at least you were accustomed to. When you walked you saw that same man from earlier in the front row, with the TV head. When you stopped to pose at the front you saw him whisper something to another man next to him with sunglasses and a red-looking coat. You saw him smirk before you walked back behind the curtain. In the time the interns got you ready you had learned that the Vs on the building stood for the three owners of the cooperation. Velvet, Valentino, and Vox. You assumed the two men up front were Valentino and Vox since you remember seeing an ad or two with their faces on your walk toward the building.

After the show had concluded Velvet had pulled you aside.

" So little Siren, you've only been here a day and yet you've made quite a splash. Thats good thats-"

"good television" Out of thin air you watch little sparks materialize into the TV head man you saw earlier, Vox. He grins down at you sinisterly cutting Velvet off.

"You haven't made any deals yet doll so I take it you're free, for the taking, I mean why else would you wander up here." he grabs your chin making you look at him, inspecting you.

"Quit it Vox this is my deal, she wouldn't be good in your department anyway." Velvet glares at him.

"Chil Velv I'm here just for the entertainment and also to give our new guest a little present clearly she's lost she needs something familiar to her." Vox pulls a phone with a V logo on the back and hands it to you which you nervously take from him.

"I'm sorry what do you mean deal?" you ask nervously

"See what I mean poor things clueless," he states, you sense a mischievous undertone in his voice that makes you uneasy but ignore it.

"for your soul, duh kinda how hell works, you give me your soul you can work here and I'll give you fame and riches and protection for the angels yadda yadda and of course, you'll take it because we're like the best overlords in the pentagram" Velvet states.

You pause "Wait my soul? Isn't that movie shit you not serious right like so funny and also what the fuck is an overlord?"

Velvet twitches "You think I'm a joke princess? you gotta learn how stuff works around here quickly, it's kill or be killed when extermination comes around and if you wanna live best bet is with us and I don't make these offers often." she snarls.

"I'm not giving you my soul. It's kinda... my soul? you know when people say they sold their soul for fame or whatever I didn't sign up to do it literally. And I don't know what this extermination is but uh I'm already in hell I ain't trying to make it worse." you state backing up slightly.

Velvet gets back in your face even angrier as the TV man looks at you in slight shock.

"You're rejecting the Vs. That's priceless you know I would ask if you were born yesterday but technically you were so I'll give you some slack and not kill you but you're making a huge mistake." she grits her teeth

"I'll sign a normal contract. I know this is hell but... I'll sign a contract like the one I had above for my music label which is basically selling my soul." you chuckle at your own awkward joke. "I came here because I knew you guys must be the best in the industry so you're right leaving would be a huge mistake but I'm not offering my soul." you pause. "I won't give anyone any power over me like he had" you mumble under your breath.

Velvet scoffs annoyed pausing a moment. "fine one nonbinding soul contract coming up. But this means you may not work with any other companies any releases must be V approved, and you only endorse us, and you get fortune and protection. You're lucky you're famous and pretty." She grits her teeth. Pink magic emerges from her hands as she holds it out.

"Is it a deal?"

The Deal Is A Deal

[bionicle-ramblings]

I mean this in the most inoffensive way possible, and this is purely my interpretation, looking back now that I've caught up more on the lore and read up on on the books and rewatched the movies:

Vakama is a very anxiety coded character

My evidence is more interpretation that anything else, but let me explain:

We all know how Vakama's story starts: he's an esteemed mask-maker in Ta-Metru, good enough to surpass his teacher and have the Turaga choose him to make the most powerful Kanohi mask of all time(pun intended), he's got friends he enjoys his time with, he has a good thing going for him, even if his city is overrun with Vahki that will attack on sight, there's a homicidal plant that's trying to kill everyone, and Ta-Metru isn't the most livable place to be, all things considered, but Vakama is at his most stable as a Matoran.

I don't have a lot of or any background on his Matoran life to really point out anything that comes across as anxiety, but I will say that Lhikan giving him the Toa stone and Lhikan's capture gave Vakama some kind of survivor's guilt, seeing as how Nidhiki literally threatened to burn Vakama alive if Lhikan didn't hand himself over.

Where we loop back to anxiety territory is the visions Vakama has, or rather what the visions could represent. Anxiety is often referred to as "being afraid of the future," and the future is something Vakama sees due to his visions. The closest I can think of that can be a real life interpretation of the visions(what it could be IRL) are panic attacks or anxiety attacks, nothing severe, but big enough that almost everyone who sees it chalks it up to, "being cross-wired."

Some other things that come off as anxiety coding are when Vakama still makes the Mask of Time, despite still being a Toa, when Vakama tries to feign confidence and gets irritable when he's trying to rescue the rest of the Matoran and is trying to do it as fast as possible, even snapping at and lashing out at his friends. Granted the latter, getting haughty and trying to get the job done quickly, seems to be more the result of Vakama internalizing Lhikan's sacrifice and last words, doing so in a, "he said he was proud to call me his brother, so now I have to keep him proud, even if he's not here to say it," which is a line of thinking that could bring us back to anxiety

In terms of how making the Mask of Time can be seen as something to do with anxiety, this requires a bit of a personal lense to view:

Have you ever been at a point where a big event or thing is coming up and to keep yourself from focusing on it, you try to focus on something else? For instance, if you were stressing about a new semester of school starting or a job interview or a test, have you ever tried to take the focus off of it by doing something like cooking a meal or writing ina journal or drawing? Just a small thing you're used to doing that both challenges you, but is relatively stress-free?

I imagine Vakama is doing mostly the same thing. With no sugar-coating at all, he's stressed the hell out about being a Toa and cannot really express that or back out because he was chosen, so he resorts to making the Kanohi Vahi; he's a skilled mask-maker and his job was to make masks, which he was very successful in. I also imagine it's a bit of a bargaining thing for him, like a sort of, "If I can succeed in making this, I can succeed going forward," thing.

There are smaller things that are also possible pointers or shows of Vakama's implied anxiety, namely how he chooses a weapon most familiar to him from his time as a Matoran(the disk launcher), how his mask power is invisibility, which I've personally felt sometimes when I was having anxiety moments("I don't want to be here right now, I don't want anyone to see me"), and just how quiet Vakama is in general, being someone who possibly wouldn't be noticed as much if he weren't the main protagonist in LoMN; I'm pretty sure if it was Matau or Onewa we were dollowing, Vakama would be an intriguing background character similar to Nuju, only slightly louder, so to speak

This was just a random thought I had, and most of it is just what I interpret, and sorry if it doesn't make a lot of sense😅

[ineffablenlghtingales]

Crowley and that beard. Hm not my favorite look, I'll have to say, but it's him. So the episode starts with him in the Land of Uz, 2500 BC, getting ready to kill all of Job’s goats. Aziraphale floats in ready to stop Crowley from killing all of these innocent creatures. Then he tries to get rid of Crowley and Crowley answers simply, "No."

Aziraphale: *big formal declaration meant to expell Crowley* Crowley: ... No. Aziraphale: No?? Crowley: No thank you?

Then there's the bet between God and Satan. Crowley shows Azi the very long contract showing that he has permission to kill these animals, God has agreed to this . Aziraphale's probably a bit horrified to learn that upstairs, they want to see if Job will still be loyal even after all his belongings and children are taken from him.

Aziraphale questions this. I immediately though of Crowley from the previous episode. Intentional, I'm sure, no? Okay, then we have Gabriel organizing books by the first line. Aziraphale is not impressed because lol who does that? Then, Gabriel start singing this song and Aziraphale asks the local record shop owner Maggie for a copy of this song. He discovers it's from an LP from The Resurrectionist pub in Edinburgh, which he believes may be a clue.

Later, the archangels come to the bookshop to investigate the miracle that set off their alarms. Thankfully the miracle has worked, and they don’t recognize Gabriel, the individual that they are after. They think he is just Aziraphale’s assistant. Aziraphale makes up this fib about making Maggie and Nina fall in love and explains that that's the miracle.

Turns out that Maggie is actually in love with coffee shop owner Nina, but Nina isn’t in love with her (not yet, at least). The angels take Azi's word for it but explain that they will be sending someone to verify this miracle at a later date.

Afterward, Aziraphale meets up with Crowley. Istg, I live for the banter between these two. Crowley shows up, telling Aziraphale he's got three reasons for calling the demon. 1) He's bored, 2) He's really excited about something he's done and he'll pop if he doesn't tell someone (which please, that implies that there have been moments when Aziraphale has literally called Crowley to gush about something he did and Crowley's probably just sat there, nodding "Mhmm"ing patiently as he listens to his husband be excited about those things....if someone hasn't written a fic about this or done art, please, I beg you. Do it.) and then 3) bc there's a problem. Azi's used the third one.

He tells Crowley about the fib and they've got to figure out how to make it work.

Flashback to Job's time, and we see Aziraphale arriving to stop Crowley from killing the children (though we find out later, he never actually intends to). Job’s kids are actually brats (except for Jemimah, she's not too bad). Then the reveal that Crowley never actually killed the goats (just um you know turned them into crows), and he wants to protect the children as well.

We see later their conversation about where their allegiances are and their sides. Then Crowley remarks that he's on his own side, and Aziraphale notes how lonely that must be.

Then there's this whole bit about God talking to Job and the angels are deceived by Azi and Crowley's plan. Gabriel isn't convinced though, and demands the truth. Aziraphale lies.

That lie eats away at him and he's afraid he's going to hell for it, but Crowley promises to keep his crimes a secret. Crowley comments on how Aziraphale is an angel who goes along with Heaven for as long as he can. Iirc this is the point when Azi says something about following Heaven up until some point, but there's a 'but'. Crowley notes that.

I think it's immensely interesting that the two of them do what they do, but they do what they know to be right, whether or not Heaven or Hell approve of that. To (hm pun a little bit intended) hell with all of that. And then, and then the bit with car.

I love these dorks so much.

Up next: Recap for 2x03.

Next episode's recap ➵

[wheretheharekissesthefox]

Bon appétit - Chapter 2: Raspberry

[Astarion/Gale]

It's 2 a.m., Gale's tired and wants some food. Astarion, the cute barista/waiter at the Emerald Grove knows how to sate his cravings.

Trigger warning (18+): Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, No Magic, No Vampire, No Wizard, Graphic Description of Sex, Smut, Anal Sex, Cum Eating, Fellatio, Fingering, Rimming, Unrealistic Refractory Period, Food Puns, Cheesy Dialog (Pun intended), Improvised Lube & Sex toys (don't try this at home kids), Gale is tired and hungry (literally), Astarion eats Gale (figuratively), Waiter Astarion, Professor Gale, Slight Angst, Feels, Panic Attack

Inspired by: period cravings

Brainstormed by: insomnia

Cooked up by: yours truly

Presented by: AO3 & tumblr

Served to: @patheticfangirl

Eaten up by: you

His premonition had been right. Mystra had managed to get him fired. Without notice. Shunned by his colleagues.

Gale's hands still trembled as he slammed the car door shut. He hadn't had the courage nor the nerves to face his colleagues again, thus, he'd cleared his office in the middle of the night and had thrown the key into the janitor's mailbox.

Now, he was physically and mentally exhausted, spiralling into a depression, and craving comfort food. There was only one place he wished to be: the Emerald Grove. Gale hurried into the back alley, heart aching upon spotting the bright green neon sign. As if fleeing from a pack of bloodhounds, Gale pushed the door open and staggered into the comforting warmth that smelled of coffee, herbal tea, and sweet treats.

"We're closed!" shouted Astarion from the back room. The beautiful barista/waiter rushed around the corner, a towel slung over his shoulder, looking annoyed. But when he saw Gale, his expression softened and a small smile appeared on those perfect lips.

"Hello, darling. What can I - What the hell happened?" He came running when Gale burst into tears. "Shit, what's going on? Are you okay?"

"I lost my job," sobbed the professor. "Mystra spread the rumours of allegation of plagiarism regarding my PhD thesis and sexual harassment of students."

"That bitch!" hissed the blond, tightening his arms around Gale.

"I don't know what to do. I - Teaching is my life, I'm nothing without it. Oh, God, what am I to do? Because of the divorce, I don't have much savings left and I don't have the heart to sell my mother's house. I live there my entire life, I can't just give it away to the highest bidder. How am I going to pay the bills? Oh, God, what about my Tara? She needs insulin for her late-onset diabetes."

Astarion shushed him, gently stroking Gale's hair, and squeezing him tight against his skinny frame.

"You'll get through this, darling," he told him sternly. "You're kind, brilliant, and nothing like that wretched hag claims you are."

Gale was heaving for breath, shaking.

"I think I'm having a panic attack," he wheezed and pressed his hand against his chest. "Ugh, shit!"

"What? What's wrong? Talk to me, Gale!" Astarion yelled panicked.

"It's nothing," the addressed grunted with a wince. "Just... just my heart bothering the pacemaker."

"Pacemaker?" repeated Astarion, wide-eyed. "Is that where the scar comes from?"

Gale nodded with another grunt, rubbing the centre of his aching chest. He let out a sigh of relief when Astarion took over, slowly and carefully running those cold fingers along the scar.

"Should I call an ambulance?" the latter mumbled concerned.

"No, I'm fine," Gale replied, then added: "I think."

"You think?" Astarion slapped the professor's shoulder. "You idiot, I'm worried sick about you! Don't make light of this! I don't want you to die."

"Me neither. It would be a shame, especially now that I've gotten to know you better." With another deep sigh, Gale leaned his forehead against the other man's bony shoulder. "I apologise for the inconvenience. I didn't mean to rope you into this mess."

Astarion stared at him like he grew a second head.

"Are you dense?"

"Uuh..." Gale uttered, confused und inelegantly.

"God..." Groaning in frustration, the blond moved towards the counter to lean against with both hands. "You’re driving me insane."

"I'm sorry, I didn't me-"

"Don't." Astarion held up a finger. "Don't you dare to apologise for entrusting me with this." He sighed deeply. "I'll get you a glass of water. Don't you move an inch, darling, I'll be right back."

Gale watched as Astarion marched behind the counter to fetch something to drink for him.

"Are you hungry, darling? I could whip something up for you."

"Please," mumbled Gale and gulped down the water which had been placed on the counter. Meanwhile, Astarion busied himself with preparing a snack. Shortly after, he presented Gale a hotdog.

"Like last time, there's not much left," the blond explained, biting his thumb. "I hope this is okay."

"Of course, it is. Thank you, Astarion," said Gale, forcing a smile onto his face. He picked at the warm bun, no longer hungry. Astarion watched him a moment before he tsked.

"Come on now, darling, don't be like that. I know your life's shit right now, but you still need to eat."

Gale didn't answer, simply pushed the plate around. With another sound of disapproval, Astarion plucked the sausage from the bun. Moaning lewdly, he deepthroated the Vienna sausage like it was a cock, and Gale stared at him, wide-eyed, rock-hard, and utterly turned on. He watched as Astarion sucked on the sausage a few more times before taking a big bite. Grinning smugly, the blond offered him the rest and Gale devoured it, relishing in the juiciness of the meat.

"Oh, my. Ravenous, aren't we?" teased Astarion and Gale hummed. Suddenly, all his problems seemed to have shrunken, no longer overwhelming his thoughts. Astarion looked pleased. He tore off a piece of bread and offered it to Gale who ate it. As the latter chewed, the flavours of the soft bread, the meat, home-made ketchup, and crunchy fried onions came together to a wonderful marriage. Involuntarily, Gale moaned and licked his lips.

"There, there, darling," praised Astarion, feeding him another mouthful. Gale looked at the blond while eating, and again, the other's ethereal beauty took his breath away.

Since that eventful night, they hadn't done anything with each other, only shared smiles and pleasantries every morning when Gale bought breakfast or lunch. Gale had dreamed of spending time with Astarion again, but not under such circumstances. Still, he was grateful he'd decided to seek solace at the Emerald Grove once more.

Now, Astarion walked around the counter, wrapped his arms around Gale's neck, and captured his lips in a sinful kiss. The professor kissed the waiter over and over again, like he was degusting a fine aged brandy.

"Mmh, I missed this," moaned Astarion. "God, darling, let me devour you."

It felt like a déjà vu when the blond fell to his knees and hastily pulled down Gale's trousers. The latter toed off his boots and Astarion grinned up at him.

"You cheeky, clever thing," he purred, nuzzling into Gale's pubes and inhaling the musky smell of middle-aged, single men. Fuck, it was heady. A bit dazed, Astarion glanced up from under his long lashes.

"Gimme your sauce."

Despite himself, Gale burst into laughter. What a ridiculous man.

"Sorry, I'm sorry," he giggled, petting Astarion's hair who glared up at him half-heartedly. Gale's laughter turned into a moan when the blond wrapped his lips around him, working him the way he'd demonstrated with the Vienna sausage. Panting, the professor ran his fingers through the other's hair which was soft like angel food cake.

"I'm close," he warned, but instead of moving away, Astarion relaxed his jaw to bury Gale's entire cock in his throat. With a loud, guttural moan, the latter came, spilling into that eager mouth.

"Enjoying my sauce?" Gale teased, but it fell a bit flat since he was still panting and trembling. Still, Astarion snickered as he rested his head against the other's thigh.

"Very much so, my sweet. I could drink you in all day and all night." Gale's breath hitched and his spent cock twitched upon hearing those words. Astarion smirked at him knowingly. "Aww, aren't you sweet as a cherry pie? I'm a bit disappointed I wasn't the one who popped your cherry."

"Oh, God." Gale was laughing. "Have mercy."

The addressed grinned up at him and placed a kiss on the spent dick dangling in front of his face.

"Always, darling. I have no intention of hurting you," Astarion told him sincerely and Gale felt like crying again. But before the latter could burst into tears, the former tugged him downwards. Gale went willingly, getting down on his creaking knees.

"Come here, darling."

Before the addressed could even answer, Astarion had already shoved his tongue down his throat. Gale sucked on it like it was an ice pop, slurping off the taste of his own cum. They moaned into each other's mouth, the blond rutting against Gale's soft, round belly.

"God, you're beautiful," panted Astarion, whining when Gale pulled him closer by the ass cheeks. "Oh, fuck!"

"Let me get a taste of you too," said Gale, satisfied with the way the blond groaned into his neck.

"Yes. Please."

Without further ado or teasing his partner, Gale gently manhandled Astarion onto his back and started to suck him off, savouring him like an expensive baileys mousse and revelling in the way the blond moaned, whined, and bucked under him. When Astarion came with a loud cry, Gale gulped him down greedily like a Blowjob shot.

"Fuck, Gale, yes!"

With gratification, the addressed peppered kisses along the sharp hip bones.

"Mmh, I rather like that, you know?" muttered Astarion lowly, eyes incredibly soft and cheeks flushed. Gale thought he was adorable. They kissed again like they were starving, their hips grinding against each other. Astarion flipped their positions and stared down at Gale with an intensity the latter had never seen before.

"Stay here, my sweet. I'm right back."

With these words, Astarion jumped to his feet with a feline grace and sped towards the fridge. Amused, Gale propped himself up on his elbows to watch what all the fuzz was about. Astarion returned with a big tub in his hands.

"What's this?" Gale asked, curiously.

"Halsin's home-made butter," answered the addressed with a shit-eating grin. "Perfect for other activities too, such as hedonistic debauchery."

Gale couldn't help but laugh at Astarion's silliness, but it died on his tongue when the blond kneeled back down, scooped up a heaping handful of butter, and started to finger himself open. Gale watched, enraptured, and sat up.

"Let me help," he whispered into Astarion's ear, nipping at it. The addressed let out a lewd moan, rocking back on his fingers.

"God, yes, yes," he whined. "Get your hand on me, darling. Touch me, prepare me like a stuffed roast."

Gale would have laughed if it hadn't been so hot. Instead, he gathered some of the butter from the tub and slowly worked his fingers into Astarion's hole alongside the ones already speeding in and out. His partner whimpered, ass flexing as he bore down on the digits, and heavily leaning against him.

"Gale... Please, fuck me already. Stuff me full with your cock."

Those pleads sounded like a song of an angel, and Gale, helpless to its temptation, kissed Astarion sweetly before helping him into his lap. With a loud moan, Astarion dropped down on Gale's cock, arching beautifully as he threw his head back, impaling himself like a shish kebab.

"Ooh... ooh!" Astarion moaned as he was bouncing on Gale's lap and whined high-pitched when the latter wrapped a gentle hand around his cock to jerk him off.

"Yes, yes, just like that! You make me feel so good, love. Oh, fuck... Come inside me, please!"

How could Gale deny such sweet words? With one last thrust, he emptied himself into his partner, injecting cum into him like garlic-rosemary broth into a prime rib roast. Astarion's eyes rolled back in his head as he climaxed with a wail. Panting heavily, they gazed at each other, wrecked by little shakes and post-coital bliss.

"Darling," drawled Astarion as he stretched out on top of Gale. "You're divine, like a hearty stew on a cold autumn's day. Like roasted chestnuts that chase away the chill in frozen fingers."

"I didn't take you for a poet," chuckled Gale, brushing back a stray curl of platinum blond hair. "But I love it and am positively surprised. You are like..."

"Mmh, yes?"

"Like lean chicken breast with a zesty honey-lemon marinade. Your hair fluffy like the inside of a wheat flour bread roll. Your eyes like red velvet cake. And your personality like a piquant sweet-sour sauce, accompanied with caramelised onions."

Astarion snorted an amused laugh and replied: "And you're a cinnamon bun. Simply sweet."

"Cinnamon's a spice, you know?" Gale muttered, lips pursed, and the blond barked a laugh before placing a kiss on the professor's pouty mouth.

"A spice, eh? Then show me how spicy you can be, darling," he purred, playfully nipping at Gale's bottom lip. With a playful growl, the addressed rolled them over, gazing down at the etheral being spread beneath him.

"You're beautiful, Astarion, and I'm not just talking about your looks."

The blond's face did a complicated thing, then, he ordered: "Shut up, get on your hands and knees."

Gale followed suit, pushing his ass up high, and letting himself be fingered open with a scoop of butter. Astarion worked quickly, efficiently, and silently, and Gale berated himself for blurting out a quasi love confession. Curse his verbosity. The sting of a bite on his ass cheek brought the professor back to reality.

"Look at you, darling, offering yourself to me. A feast, just for me," whispered Astarion, blessing the other cheek with the same treatment for symmetry. Gale flushed, hiding his face in his folded arms. The man behind him hummed happily before sinking into him in one go. Gale moaned hoarsely, arching his back, begging for more.

"Mmh, you are the sweetest thing I've ever met," Astarion got out between pants and moans. "You're so kind it makes me want to cry."

"Astarion, I -"

Gale shouted when the addressed wrapped a hand around his cock and stroke it in tandem with his thrusts.

"That's it, darling. Come for me."

Gale immediately glazed his partner's fingers with his pearly liquid like the top of a donut. Astarion fell over the edge soon after, encouraged by Gale's pulsating hole, spilling his load into him.

"God..." The blond collapsed onto the brunet's back, pressing the latter into the hard floor. As quickly as he'd crashed, he perked up again. With a parting kiss to Gale's sweaty neck, Astarion got up and back to the fridge. The professor heard its door open and close, and then running water. Lazily, he rolled over, stretching his sore body. Astarion came sauntering back with a smirk on his face and a zucchini in hand. Gale barked a laugh.

"Are you serious?"

"Dead serious."

Gale watched as his partner straddled him casually.

"You're insatiable," he snickered, still panting and loose-limbed.

"Well..." Astarion was perched on the professor's belly, slowly running his fingers through the copious amounts of salt-and-pepper chest hair. "I am, but you're the only one who can sate my hunger and quench my thirst."

"You're ridiculous," smiled Gale, kissing Astarion's knuckles. "A ridiculous, wonderful, beautiful man. I'm so lucky you allow me to spend time with you."

Astarion's face went through multiple expression again before settling on a soft smile.

"Oh, darling..." He stroke Gale's cheeks and the latter could detect a certain sadness in those reddish brown eyes.

"Astarion?" he asked, anxiety churning his stomach, placing his hands on the slender, slightly cold ones on his face. The addressed bent down, kissed him gently, and muttered: "The lucky one is me."

Before it could get awkward, Astarion scooted downwards and blew a raspberry on Gale's tummy. It sounded like an obnoxiously loud fart and they both giggled.

"Come on now, darling, eat your -"

"- vegetables?" Gale interrupted him teasingly, eyes dancing with mirth. Chuckling and grinning, Astarion waved the zucchini around.

"Exactly. Open wide, darling. You know the drill."

Dutifully, Gale spread his legs and Astarion picked them off the floor, folding them upwards until the thighs were touching Gale's belly. With a pleased hum, Astarion licked the zucchini before inserting it into the other man's hole. This time, he went slow, savouring every moan, groan, and whine that left Gale's mouth, swallowing those sounds down greedily. They kissed and kissed and kissed while the zucchini leisurely stroke the professor's prostate. The climax was gentle too, soft body rolling up before the creamy white spilled between their bellies. They collapsed onto the cold stone floor, resting there. Panting, covered in sweat, both of them leaking cum, utterly sated. Heavy-lidded, Gale gazed at Astarion who'd cuddled up against his ample chest and with a sudden clarity, he realised he wanted to spend eternity with the other man.

"Astarion, please move in with me."

The words were out before he could stop them. The addressed's head snapped up, eyes big. Then, a beaming smile spread over that handsome face as he answered: "Darling, there's nothing I'd like more."

[liquidluckandstuff]

Another Dadmort Idea / Supernatural au?

Shared from Up to Some Good I'm going to word Vomit here because I've got another fuckin dadmort fic in my head that doesn't make sense to anyone but me but if i get it out now i can focus on other things.

A Supernaturalish/HP crossover Where Harry is a SORCERER not a Wizard (DnDish Rules, Wizards have to LEARN magic where Sorcerers have a natural aptitude for magic and don't really need crutches like spells or wands or anything).

During the Yule ball harry wanders off because he is a little overwhelmed with the noise and ends up running into a woman being attacked by demons. Harry ends up kicking their asses but the hell hounds get her anyways. Harry is a little panicked but CROWLEY himself comes up and talks to Harry about it.

Saying he doesn't belong at Hogwarts bc he isn't a wizard but surprise surprise there is a school for people like him (Aka a school for all the kids who are a little different and don't fit into the wizarding world like children of demons, werewolves, banshees etc) Crowley even says they have a "summer program" aka these kids have no home to go to and stay in school year round.

Anyway. Harry says hell no at first (pun intended 🥁 ) But then the graveyard thing happens and Harry has a total meltdown about going back to the dursleys and dumbledore is a little forceful about it. Harry sends a letter to Crowley asking to go to school at his school

The Dursleys have to sign a demon deal basically (but not for their soul) agreeing for Harry to follow the schools rules and so he can stay there year round what they DON'T realize and nor do they care of course, is that they basically just sold him off.

there are a bunch of demons at Kings Cross waiting to escort him. The Order of course freaks out but Harry tells them "I told you I wasn't going back. You didn't want me, so I had to make other arrangements."

They try to argue about his saftey but harry says "When tf was i ever safe with any of you? I wasn't safe at hogwarts and who is supposed to protect me from the Dursleys? At least here I KNOW where I stand." Etc Etc.

Anyway, the summer + First part of the year go surprisingly well. Harry makes friends who don't give a fuck who he is past "Harry" and he makes a few rivals of COURSE.

Well, harry gets into a fight with one of them and Harry ends up with a few good scrapes and a bloody nose, but the other kid ends up in the hospital wing.

Headmistress says "well we have to call in your guradian" and harry is like "idgaf they hate me and aren't gonna come anywyas" Not realizing that 1. this is a demon and 2. they don't follow normal guardian rules.

With a letter that gets sent off and a few moments later, suddenly Lord Voldemort himself ends up in the headmistresses office. Turns out, they follow Blood relation rules, not legal Guardian rules. And since they share blood now (and maybe a little bit of actual realation) voldemort is literally the strongest canidate out of ANYONE to be Harry's guardian.

After a WTF is happening from both of them, The headmistress who doesn't gice a fuck and sees shit like this all the time (bc remember these are all misfit kids with wack ass parents) she sits them both down (demon powers baybeee) and starts her talk.

First she goes over what Harry did and he is NOT looking at either of them because he is embarrased/ terrified as fuck.

Then, she goes over his grades in his classes. He is doing above average in most classes EXCELS In the Dark Arts class of course, but struggles in poitions. She says that his teachers suspect his vision is the problem but can't do anything about it without signed permission from his guardian.

Voldemort is absolutely stunned about the whole thing (I mean a sorcerer?! what?!) and then she leaves so they can chat privately.

They are quiet for an awkward amount of time while Voldemort reads over the paperwork that she gave him with his grades and classwork etc. and then after some back and forth bickering, pulls a "you couldn't at least done this OFF campus so I didn't have to get dragged here? At least you won… " or something and Harry has no fuckin clue what to say to that.

Then, he freaking SIGNS the permission slip to get Harry's eyes fixed, AND AND signs him up for potions tutoring and then fuckin leaves just like that. Harry is STUNNED.

(If he doesn't cooperate, then it might ruin what little relationship he has with the Demons and it might cost him the war so he HAS to do it. Crowley invited Harry to the school to be a little shit. ) So now, you got reluctant father son moments because if VOLDEMORT doesn't cooperate, then he might lose the Demons on his side. If HARRY doesn't cooperate then he has to go back to the Dursleys and Hogwarts where literally everyone hates him.

Harry def gets a howler because he skipped a class or two to go hang out with his friends at the muggle town to get drunk. Aka he got to be a normal kid.

He is completley MORTIFIED that he got one, but then everyone is comparing "Well when MY mom/dad sent me a howler" and then Harry realizes that he is completely normal here and acts up a little more to get his attention bc that is the only way he knows how.

The teachers of COURSE catch on this and they have another Conference explaining the whole thing and that's how Harry gets to go home for christmas

[princess-of-the-corner]

Oh I just thought something awful.

I think Rei's parents would approve of her getting close to Enji in the Hikari lives au. Because they think Rei can "steal" Enji from Hikari? If that makes sense? At this point Hikari would have "retired" from hero work and seen just as Enji's partner. If they think Rei as a new element (pun not intended) in Enji's life she can get to him. They didn't expect Hikari to have 2 hands however.

LOVE the element pun!

But YEAH so like

At this point Enji and Hikari are engaged. They have been for a little while and the main reason they aren't married yet is because they got engaged right during the whole thing of Hikari losing her Quirk so they kinda put the wedding on hold to let her adjust from that before going into wedding planning stuff.

And like. Technically the relationship is public knowledge. But they're pretty professional while on the job and aren't exactly whoring out the relationship for popularity points. So often people are surprised to hear about them.

So like. If Rei's parents knew that in the first place, they probably would've kept her away because while they don't care about faithfulness they do care about loyalty. What I mean by that is that they don't care if Enji has a string of affairs throughout the whole marriage, as long as Rei is the one that he's officially married to and she (along with them by proxy) are benefiting from the marriage.

By the time they do find out, Rei has already been invited to live with Enji and Hikari and they're "Planning the Wedding" (aka: the thing where Enji tried to ask Rei out, they practically threw her at him, and he went 'this is sus I'm gonna let her stay with me until its sorted).

At first they come to the conclusion that Enji and Hikari must've like. Broken up but wanted to keep appearances and/or just. Neither of them wanted to move out of the nice house they live in or something. And that Rei will just slowly push Hikari out of the picture. Whether that be a more natural 'Enji chooses her because she's A Much Better Choice as a Proper Woman™' or more literal 'down the stairs' they don't care.

Ofc eventually the trio do announce a proper 'we're getting married!' and Rei's parents are absolutely baffled. They can't comprehend a queer polyam relationship so they jump through hoops and come to some possible conclusions such as

Enji and Hikari are just friends but she wants some kind of health benefits they can only get through marriage, but Enji wants 'A Real Wife™' too

A singular woman isn't enough to 'satisfy' him, but he doesn't want to deal with the scandal of an affair so he's marrying both the wife and side piece(which one he's playing sugar daddy to is in the air but as long as Rei(and them by proxy) get the benefits they don't care).

Enji is some kinda freak that gets off on seeing two women going at it so got two women to go at it for him. (Rei's parents are somewhat appalled by this, though less so through the power of 'homophobic unless it's hot'. But they're already pretty much willing to make Rei do whatever it takes to secure a Good Upstanding Man™ that benefits them.)

They may look more into Hikari and would find info re: her possible inability to have kids, so they assume that Enji and Hikari essentially bought Rei to be a surrogate and make children for them and are doing the marriage so that they have equal custody rights over the children.

Again, Rei's parents may not approve of some things, but they're ready to just throw her at whoever as long as it benefits them.

[harus-simp]

First impressions

-Zhang Hao x reader-

Warning:none

Author's note: A little something I thought of 🤭

Hope you guys like it:D

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Zhang Hao didn't believe in love at first sight at all, but when you locked eyes with him he felt at your complete mercy.

Oh, the pressure the pressure. It was getting to a point where the trainees were having a really hard time on the camp as the eliminations and the 3rd mission were approaching.

Zhang Hao and team Overdose had worked really hard in order to make an amazing performance for their audience, however he had been struggling as a leader, doubting himself and his ability to carry the team on his shoulders.

So when they send them outdoors to do some activities it felt like a weight lifted off his shoulders, at least for a few moments.

When they heard that they would held a special event for star creators they put even more efforts in their games, really determined to get the best for their dear fans.

But, in spite of the fun moments they were sharing Zhang Hao still was anxious about their performance. And they had to now perform to some star creators beforehand? He couldn't even catch his breath, God.

He reminded himself that all his hard work would eventually pay off and bring a smile to star creators faces all around the world, so he kept trying as hard as he could.

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.

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The day finally came and they were decorating the place and organising it so that their fans could be comfortably watching their performances.

"How do you think they sorted out this event, like they won a contest or something?" asked him hanbin

He was throwed off by the question for a moment, he hadn't thought about that tho. Was it random?

"Well now that you mention it I'm not quite sure"

But he couldn't process further because they were told to go to the stage and wait for the star creators to arrive.

As he stood behind the curtain he felt really nervous for a reason? He didn't know why but he had a strange and suspicious feeling about all the event act in itself.

Hanbin and Gyuvin started their work as mc's reading the script they held on their hands in hopes of a response or a cheer from the other side, however they didn't heard a word coming from the people. How weird, they didn't even heard them gossip or talk between themselves. What was happening?

When the curtain fell off they were not met with some fans, no, before them stood (well more like were seated) their family and friends.

Yeah that was such an mnet thing to do, he should have figured it out earlier.

Each team performed for their family and friends flawlessly until it was overdoses team turn. They asked each person who had came to support them, but it wasn't until the turn of one of his team mates came that he couldn't stop staring at certain someone.

"Well jay, tell us who came today to support you" asked gyuvin already memorising the script

"Today came my friends y/n, f/n and o/f/n"

Zhang Hao was gobsmacked by your figure and your beauty, he felt like time stopped and it was only you he could see.

And then you both exchanged a glance, a glance that was prolongated by a lot. He literally had had like a chemical reaction to your presence, and let's just say that he wasn't the only one.

You on the other side was also captivated by his pretty face and his curious expression adorned by his sparkly dark eyes.

Oh, now he definitely had to work harder, he wanted to impress you with his dance and singing abilities, he wanted you to look at him specifically. Of course you would watch your friend, but he wanted you to focus on him in great part of the song. It felt like a kid looking for attention (new jeans pun intended 😀)

Once the performances were finished they were allowed to say hello to their relatives properly by coming off stage. In all the chaos that was formed he noticed how jay had approached him when he saw his parents couldn't make it, so he offered to introduce him to his friends. And how could he deny it, when all he had been thinking about till then was you.

"Hey guys, this is Zhang Hao, he was quite lonely right there, so figured out he could use some extra company"said jay

"Oh, your parents didn't come?"you asked curiously

"No, unfortunately they couldn't get here"he answered with a pity smile.

"Well then, from now on we will be representing your parents as well"

It was just the way you casually said it that made his heart rate speed to unimaginable paces. He smiled softly thanking you with a small laugh for your cute gesture.

"By the way, over me was amazing! You guys pulled the concept incredibly well!"

"Thank you"

All those compliments you were throwing him were making wonders to his face as his cheeks flushed in a deep crimson red tone. He swore he didn't believe in love at first sight, but you were making it too hard to not make it believable anymore.

Jay saw the little glances you were throwing to each other throughout the whole event and he kinda was determined to be a wingman over there, so every opportunity he had he let you alone with Zhang Hao (yeah you better thank him later 🙄).

When the event came eventually to an end, you were feeling kinda disappointed because you wanted to spend more time with this curious guy that had captured your heart as hard as him, but well that's what it is.

You bid goodbye to everyone you met, including jay of course,with only Zhang Hao left.

"Well it was a pleasure meeting you hao!"

"The pleasure's mine y/n"

And just like that you both parted ways, however jay wasn't gonna let this slip so he went to his friend and brought him to a corner to interrogate him.

"Hao, do you like my friend?"he asked directly.

"What? N-no I-"

But he fell silent as he couldn't find a proper answer.

"Yeah, figured out so, you guys can't keep your eyes of each other seriously"

In that moment he felt so embarrassed and shy for someone catching you both like that, it wasn't something intimate but it felt like it for him. Had he been that obvious?

"Well, you'll thank me later anyways, give me your phone"

"Huh? For what?"

"Oh c'mon trust me for once!"

He extended his phone towards jay not really sure about his intentions.

"Now y'all can be all lovey dovey without hurting my eyes, you're welcome"he said while getting away

When hao saw his phone he saw y/n's phone number as a new contact on his phone, yeah he was totally extatic.

He quickly typed a message and send it to you.

-Hey there, I'm Hao :))

-Hey hao ;))

-I don't know if you felt the same but this is the first time I've ever felt a strong connection with someone, so let me take you out sometime?

-I kinda felt something special as well with you ngl, so I'd really love that <3

He had a good feeling about this ;))

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f/n= friend name

o/f/n= other friend name

[sass-squat]

Do the Avians stick to their main outfits or do they mix it up? What are their cozy/relaxing clothes?

Excellent question my friend! I would say that for the most part all the Links generally just stick to their usual outfits. This is mainly because the chain is almost always traveling/on the road and their "canon" outfits are much more suited for adventuring then any other alternatives. However, their "everyday" clothes have been modified to have slits in the back to allow for their wings to slip through while still not compromising the integrity of their armor/chainmail underneath. In other words, there aren't really any major changes to their main outfits aside from having thin holes in the back to make room for their wings.

As for the Links cozy/relaxing clothes? They all have their own interpretations of what cozy or relaxing means for them, so I'm just going to group them into 3 general categories that I think they would be in.

Shirtless Gang:

Time - Listen, Time walks around in a suit of armor all the time so pretty much anything else could be considered cozy/relaxing clothes compared to that.🤣 But this man has some MASSIVE wings so I believe that he enjoys clothes that give him the chance to free them and let them breathe easier. Because of this, I would say his standard for "comfortable" would probably either be just a loose tunic or just some regular pants and no shirt.

Twilight - Like Time, this man works on a ranch and likes to wrestle Gorons for fun. Because of this, and definitely not because I'm a simp I believe he's very accustomed to working shirtless and so his definition of "cozy" clothes is honestly just sitting around shirtless in some comfy pants.

Warriors - I don't even have a proper justification for why I believe this man walks around shirtless I just feel it in my soul. He's a very very pretty man and I'm selfish and a simp and I want to see him shirtless. But in all seriousness, Warriors wears a LOT of layers all the time so I just want him to be able to take some off and relax a little bit.

Sweatpants/Pajamas Squad:

Sky - Look me in the eye and tell me that this man wouldn't wear cozy clothes like pajamas and the Zelda equivalent of a hoodie and sweatpants. Sky just gives off such warm, SUNny (pun intended) vibes and I believe he deserves cozy clothes that match that same energy.

Hyrule - This boy deserves all the love in the world and if I could give him the equivalent of a snuggie hoodie I would. Plus I can just 100% see him doing that thing where he forces Legend or Wind or just another member of the chain to share the same hoodie with him.🤣 He is basically the walking equivalent of the, "Get Along Shirt" meme and I will die on this hill.

Wind - There's literally an option in Wind Waker for him to be able to go through his entire adventure in basically his pajamas and for that reason I believe his cozy clothes are just a casual long sleeved shirt and pants. He also just seems like the kind of guy that can and would kill a grown man while in his pajamas and I love that for him.

Shorts/Tanktop Team:

Legend - Legend gives off baggy shirt and shorts vibes. I know he doesn't wear pants but listen...shorts don't count as pants. Give this boy his t-shirt and boxers combination please.

Wild - Wild could honestly fit in any one of these categories because he seems pretty easy to please when it comes to clothing. However, when it comes to relaxing I believe he prefers a casual tanktop and shorts combination because it allows his wings and feathers to breathe while still covering some of his many scars.

Four - Listen, Four is a pretty practical kind of guy so I think he really appreciates the mobility and freedom that a simple tanktop and shorts provide. Plus, I feel like whenever he has the chance he likes to run and crawl around talking to the Minish/Picori and shorts and a tanktop aren't as easy to get grass stains on.

Anyways I hope this answered your questions friend! As always, these are my personal interpretations but feel free to tell me what ideas you have for all the boys! Thank you again for you question!

[anotherferalrat]

I have a proposition for my fellow kaeluckae/whatever we're called enthusiasts

(Ragbros peeps r welcome too as long as we don't fight in the tags/comments/asks/etc bc my idea isn't technicallyyy explicitly romantic but the kaeluc tag is lookin dry af and so that's where we tagging)

But hear me out guys.

An animatic to 'Into the Open Air' from the Brave soundtrack. Or at the very least this is The Kaeluc Song.

Like look, literally every verse is perfect: And yes, I'm going through the whole thing bc this song is actually p short<3

This love, it is a distant star Guiding us home wherever we are

First, all Kaeya's star imagery and also I like to think Diluc came home bc he physically couldn't stay away any longer. I don't care if it isn't canon, this is my delusion and ur all here for the ride<3

This love, it is a burning sun Shining light on the things that we've done

Now this is Diluc's side, what with him being the sun of the two (but not in the soft, cheery sunshine way; in the passionate scalding all-consuming way. Yall know the post). The second line can either reference That Night (if ya wanna be fuckin sad about it) or it can be about their growth, how they eventually realize they're both at fault for the state of their relationship.

I tried to speak to you every day But each word we spoke, the wind blew away

Once again emphasizing how they're not helping their situation. Mainly this made me think of that one event with the letters and then how a lot of their early interactions are just them saying whatever to do the most damage. LIKE BRO THEIR INTERACTION IN VENTI'S STORY QUEST KILLED MEEEE but that's a post for another day. If this were an animatic, the wind part is where I imagine like- Diluc and Kaeya pass each other and one of them turns around but the lineart then like collapses into lines of wind and then it cuts to Venti who looks sad bc 'My children r stupid'.

Could these walls come crumbling down? I want to feel my feet on the ground And leave behind this prison we share Step into the open air

This is them trying to take the first steps towards reconciliation, if they can move on from their past that seems to be hurting the both of them, if they can clear the air so to speak (pun very much intended).

How did we let it come to this? What we've just tasted, we somehow still miss How will it feel when this day is done And can we keep what we've only begun?

Now this is timeskip, like mid-reconciliation. Things are good but there's still an awkward tension between them, like they're walking on eggshells. They want to get past this but they're afraid of hurting each other again and of going back to that place where they were strangers.

And now these walls come crumbling down And I can feel my feet on the ground Can we carry this love that we share? Into the open air

It all comes full circle. It was a hard road. They probably end up fighting several times over the course of it. But they make it. I very much think their official reconciliation moment should happen in the rain bc cyclical narratives go brrr.

This love, it is a burning sun

Back to animatic imaginings cuz I can't think of anything narratively to put here. But I need a shot of them sitting up high to where they're overlooking the winery and then they like lean on each other's shoulders. Or dare I hope for a hug. GODDAMMIT I JUST WANT THEM TO BE AFFECTIONATE-

DO YOU SEE THE VISION?????