#but i have a feeling he's gonna drive me insane

[starrydali]

Cuteness Agression - Rafe Cameron

˚ ༘♡ ·˚ ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ Rafe’s got a temper—everyone knows that. But nothing sets him off like you and those big, wide doe eyes that make him feel like he’s losing his mind. You look up at him all innocent, like you have no clue what you're doing, and it drives him insane. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

Rafe Cameron has a short temper he always has.

But nothing—nothing—sets him off quite like you do.

Not in a bad way. No, in the kind of way that pulls at his heart strings, makes his hands too twitchy, and his brain too loud—because how the fuck is he supposed to think straight when you looks at him like that?

Like right now.

You're just standing there, staring up at him with those big, ridiculous doe eyes, all wide and innocent, like you have no clue what your doing to him.

Rafe knows he should still be mad, his jaw is still tight, adrenaline still rushing through his veins from nearly breaking some guy’s face for looking at you the wrong way—but then you go and tilt your head, brows pinching together all cute, and—

"Fuck," Rafe mutters under his breath, dragging a hand down his face.

Your eyes somehow get even bigger. "What?"

He groans, grabbing the back of his neck, turning away. "You gotta stop looking at me like that, sweetie."

"Like what?" you ask, voice all soft, tugging on his hoodie, actually trying to kill him.

He whips back around, eyes wild. "Like you’re a fucking baby deer! Like I could put you in my pocket and carry you around or some shit!"

You blink. "You want to carry me around?"

"No!" His hand go to your face, squeezing your cheeks just enough to make your lips pout, and fuck, that’s even worse. "I wanna—ugh—I don’t know what I wanna do! Shake you? Kiss you? Bite you?" His grip tightens, not enough to hurt, just enough to make you impossibly cuter, and he growls under his breath. "You’re gonna kill me, you know that?"

Your cheeks squish in his hands as you let out a soft, "I'm sorry."

Rafe groans again, louder this time, finally loosing it he drops your face and pushes you towards the bedroom.

"Come on let's see if you're still this fucking cute with tears running down your face".

You scrunch up your face in an almost scared look and god does that pull his heart strings. He feels a little bad but if he doesn’t do something about all this goddamn cuteness aggression, he’s genuinely going to lose his mind.

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[cinnamqnx]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ toxic ft, satoru gojo

summary. your ex boyfriend wants you back, but you just don’t think you can go back to something so toxic

you’re currently finishing touching up your makeup in satoru’s bathroom mirror after he had basically just ruined it all of five minutes ago, your legs still a little weak. but you weren’t about to tell that egoist.

satoru snakes his way behind you, resting his chin on your head and placing his large palms against your shoulders as you look at him the mirror

“what’re you doing?”, you ask, an amused smile on your face.

satoru’s face was anything but, “are you leaving again?”, he questions, that comes out in a tone you’ve never been familiar with.

you nod slowly, “well, yeah. why would i stay?”

“i dunno, we just slept together, i thought we could spend time together.”, he shrugs, trying to act as nonchalant as he could but satoru’s never been the best at hiding his feelings when it came to you.

you shrug him off you, turning to face him, “don’t. don’t do that.”

“do what?”, he asks, looking like a kicked puppy right now.

“we broke up for a reason. just because we’re sleeping together doesn’t mean we’re just gonna go back to how we were.”, you cross your arms together in a protective way, feeling like satoru could just do anything with your heart.

it’s always been that way. he’s always been a soft spot for you and even now as you stand your ground, you feel like if he reached deep enough he could get your heart back.

“i know, but, i feel like we could make it work if we tried.”, he replies, gently trying to grab your hand before you brush him off.

“satoru. there’s no way we can be together, not in a relationship anyway. you can’t be someone’s boyfriend, you know that.”, you reason.

your breakup with satoru was extremely messy. it’s not like he cheated or anything like that, but it was damn well close enough for you to leave him. the man always had commitment issues, trust issues, attachment issues. you name any of them and he probably has them. so, being with him has always been so chaotic.

it was too much for you. you’re still young and as much as you love him, you knew you couldn’t be with him any longer. especially when the final straw was catching him being a little too flirty with someone else.

“i can change. i can, baby. and i want to, it’s been hell since you’ve been gone. i feel like i’m losing you every time i watch you walk out my door.”, he utters, his voice shaky causing your heart to drop.

“please, satoru. i can’t have this conversation with you.”

“baby, please. just let me try. i miss you, so much.”, he walks closer to you, gently rubbing down your arms as you face away from him.

you couldn’t even look at the expression on his face. you had felt like you’d seen satoru in every way, but it was so rare that you ever saw him so.. desperate.

“please.”, he whispers once more.

you shake your head, your throat squeezing up as you remove satoru’s hands from you. you could not let him see how much this was affecting you, you know it’d fuel some sick part of him that believes you want him just as much as he wants you.

“no.”, his face drops.

“i’m gonna leave, now. i don’t want you to call me, and i don’t think we should be seeing each other again.”

“wait- what?”, he scrambles, his face panicked, “you’re telling me you’re just leaving me, again?”

“don’t do this, you know i won’t stop.”, he reminds her. god, she knew better than anyone he never stopped.

“i know! i know that, that’s why i’m leaving. i’m putting an end to everything.”, you raise your voice, your calm words from earlier clearly not even going through his ears.

“we’re toxic, satoru. we will never work, and you will never change. i love you, i really do but i can’t keep doing this, it’s driving me insane. when am i gonna get any peace?”, you rant on at him, seeing his face turn more and more guilty by the second.

satoru’s love could be overwhelming at times. he had so much to give but so much to take, and he will always be like that. you knew he loved you, no, obsessed is a better way to describe it. it was too suffocating for it to be love.

and you knew this was toxic, you knew sleeping with him wouldn’t have helped the situation any more, but old habits die hard and when he’s calling you at 2am, begging for you, to just fuck at least one more time, you really couldn’t control your body when you were already putting your shoes on.

“i’m really sorry. please, we can just forget everything i said. i cant just not have you at all.”, he pleads, something he’s good at.

you sigh, starting to put everything back in your makeup bag, not even caring that your makeup was half done at this point.

“wow, you’re actually leaving, again.”, he scoffs as you tune him out. you can’t do this, you don’t have the energy. physically and mentally. satoru could go on at you all day if he wanted.

as you finally speed off, satoru following your every move and pushing the front door before you could even reach it he asks, “are you really doing this? is this even what you want?”

you look up at him, seeing the wetness spread around his eyes, “we shouldn’t be together.”, you simple state.

“i know.”, he sighs, admitting defeat as he removes his arm from the door. he’s known this all along, but he wanted to be a little more selfish with you, “i just.. don’t wanna lose you.”

when he doesn’t get any response, not even one he hated, he says, “i love you.”, just one final time.

“i know.”, you sigh.

you turn the knob on his door, not taking a second glance at him as the cool breeze hit your face, stepping outside and leaving satoru gojo behind you, and hopefully for good this time.

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[avaredava]

MDNI

Cock warming with Nanami Kento during work? What?

It started with you being his sweet little secretary wearing tight skirts. He's a gentleman but he's only a man. So maybe he sneaks peeks of your ass.

But you can't say he's the only perv either, the way his slacks are a bit tight, showing his bulge. So you have thirst thoughts because you know he's big.

So you both 100% have the hots for each other. He gave you those looks and you gave them back. But today you decided to make a move.

"Mr. Kento can you help me with this file. I'm having problems understanding this work." You bat your lashes at him innocently like you don't have dirty intentions lying under the innocence.

He huffs and stands up, standing behind your desk in the corner of his office. "What?" He holds on to your shoulders and bends down his breath hot against your neck. You gulp and point to something you could obviously fill out easily.

"Stand up." He commands. You instantly stand up feeling your panties get instantly soaked at his commanding tone. He pats his lap making you sit down.

"I see what your trying to do I'm not stupid and it's driving me fucking insane." You feel something hard pushing against your plush ass. "So you're gonna take what you want and what you've been a pain about. Practically tortured me."

He wrapped his arms around your waist from behind. "So you're gonna take it and work at the same time, because you obviously need help." He said sarcastically because he knew you were trying to lie about not being able to do it, so he needed to punish you.

He shoved a hand under your dress. "No panties? Fucking hell I knew it. Such a slut. Hm?" You stayed quiet. You knew you were in trouble.

He pulled his long thick, vainy cock out and lifted you up and put you on it. You've never felt so filled in your life. God it feels nice rubbing on all your sweet spots his tip kissing your cervix.

But when he didn't move your brows furrowed with slight anger you whined. "Nanami please move..." Your eyes teared up as you tried to grind.

"Work."

You tried to fill it out but now you couldn't. His cock was way too big.

You eventually filled it all out and he grabbed your hips efficiently leaving bruises and he bounced you on his cock. Your back of your head rested against his shoulder.

His veins caressing your sweet spot while his tip deliciously kissed your cervix. No doubt the both of you came quick especially when you were squeezing him so tight!

You eventually squirted and he cummed inside. His cum warmed your insides so nicely. This was maybe the best thing that ever happened to you.

"You gonna try to lie for my attention again?" He questioned panting into your ear. You shook your head to cock drunk to speak.

But you were 100% you want to lie to him again if this was gonna happen.

[a99jazzybean]

Pretty please with a cherry on top could I request a jayvik × reader where Jayce is basically getting cucked, ignored, and just used. I just KNOW Viktor and reader love driving that man insane and that Jayce LOVES being used❤️

~🍒

This one was fun. Thank you for the request!

There's Only One Bed... and a Chair?

synop: You take your lovers on a much needed vacation. During the trip you and Viktor decide to play with Jayce a little. Featuring: hotel cuck chair.

words: 5.6K

includes: jayvikxfem!reader, modern au, sex, threesome, riding, nipple play, oral sex, cuckholding, creampie, anal sex, fingering, sub!jayce, dom!viktor, switch!reader

a/n: You already know what this is... 18+ readers only!!

a/n 2.0: I am currently applying for masters programs so it's gonna be like a week or so till I can post again. But please still send requests if you'd like!

A red light and a beep chirps as you place the keycard against the door knob. You try again with the same result and groan. Of course the start to your vacation had to begin with the frustrating mechanics of opening a hotel room.

“Here, let me try.” Jayce holds his own keycard to the door. It flashes green, and you hear the lock disengage. 

“Wow. The universe really does love you , huh?” You tease the tall man. 

“I guess I’m just that amazing.” He beams at you. 

“Alright, enough with the compliments.” Victor chimes in. “ I need to lie down, immediately.” He pushes past you two into the room, and plops down on the bed.

“No V, not yet!” You run to pull him off, dusting his shirt and pants. “I have to check for bedbugs first.” 

“Seriously?” He quirks a brow at you. “Isn’t this supposed to be a five-star hotel?”

“Five star hotels can still get infested. Just give me five minutes, and we’ll be good.” You look over to the taller man hauling in your luggage. “Put those in the bathroom for now, Jayce.” 

“Aye-aye, captain.” Jayce follows your instructions and walks up to you for more. 

“Mind checking that cuck chair over there?” You snicker, recalling the internet meme. 

“The what!?” Jayce asks, face turning red.

You pause tearing away the bed sheets, surprised he doesn’t know what you’re talking about. 

“You know, the meme? Like all hotels have one chair in them facing the beds. The cuck chair.” 

“Oh…so it’s joke.” He laughs awkwardly.

“Yeah…that obviously fell flat.” You return an awkward chuckle, unaware of the slight disappointment in Jayce’s voice. 

Jayce walked over the chair. A small leather sofa with a futon. He grabbed his phone, and turned on the flashlight to look under the seat cushion. When he was finished thoroughly checking the seat, he stood up and cracked his back. 

“Boy, I’m glad we’re finally getting a break.” He sighed. 

You hummed in agreement as you looked under the mattress. It had been a long time since any of you had gotten a break. This one was much needed. The boys had finally had some of their latest hextech schematics approved, and you were able to convince them to take some time off. Jayce was gung ho about the vacation, while Viktor took a little more pushing to tag along. You might have teased the skinnier man with some sexual exploits you hadn’t been able to indulge in to get him to come. 

When you finished your room check, you stood up and walked up to a waiting Viktor. 

“Bed’s all yours, sweetheart.” You gave him a peck on the cheek. 

He held your cheek and turned your lips to slot with his. A surprisingly deep kiss from the man. His tongue gave yours a light lap, before he retreated. Enjoying the way your cheeks were now stained pink. 

The man plopped back onto the bed, enjoying the feeling of the plush mattress beneath him. Deciding to join, you lay down beside him. Hand curling into his locks as you pet the man. He closed his eyes and sighed, appreciating your touch. When you stopped he reached for your hand and pulled it to his lips. 

“Thank you, love. Despite my initial hesitation, I do greatly appreciate you providing us this brief escape.” You smiled at him. Always so formal with his words, but you wouldn’t have it any other way. 

“Yes, thank you.” Jayce had joined you on the bed. His strong arms curled around you to pull you to his chest. 

Humming with content, you pulled Viktor towards yourself. The man shuffling himself into the curve of your stomach and thighs. 

“You don’t have any plans for us today, do you?” Viktor mumbled sleepily. 

“Not today. We can just rest after our trip here. Besides, all of the activities I have planned for the week are relaxing ones.” 

“You’re too good to us.” Jayce hummed against your neck. 

“You work too hard.” You craned your neck to peck the man on the lips. He left a trail of kisses up your neck. 

“It’s all for science, love.” Viktor spoke softly, you could tell he was drifting off. 

Jayce nodded his head against the back of your neck. His breathing slowed.

You decided to join them in a blissful sleep. Cuddled up with the men you love. 

When you woke up, it was around 6 am. The sunrise just beginning to peek through the blinds of the hotel room. Shuffling to get up, you felt strong arms pull you back to where you were. You snickered. Jayce, ever clingy, gave a sleepy whine. 

“Not yet.” He kissed your neck. 

Rolling your eyes, you obliged the man. Shuffling back to your original position. Arms looped back around Viktor, who gave a hum of content. 

This was something you missed. Being able to wake up cuddled with your lovers was a luxury. Sometimes you managed to find at least one of them in bed with you, but their work always kept them busy. Every chance you had to be pressed up with them you took advantage of. Which usually ended up with them fucking your brains out, but you weren’t complaining.

Eventually, you did have to pee. Much to the dismay of the men you were sandwiched between, you got up. Stretching out your arms with a long yawn. When you returned from the bathroom, Jayce and Viktor were slowly waking up. The larger man was being spooned by Viktor. The two whispering sweet nothings to each other. Viktor trailing kisses across the man’s neck and shoulder, sending shivers up his spine. A sight that you appreciated. 

“You two are beautiful.” You smiled as they sat up to look at you. 

“We should be saying that about you.” Jayce said, extending his arms as an invitation. 

You waved him off.

“Sorry, love. But I do want to get ready for the day.” You opened up your suitcase to pull out an outfit for your relaxing adventures. “I can call room service up for us. It’s all inclusive.”

At the mention of food, Jayce perked up. Right on time, his stomach growled at the idea. 

“That would be wonderful.” Jayce said sheepishly.

“Let me guess… eggs and every type of breakfast meat there is to offer?” You smirked at the man. He was a bit of a gym bro, focusing on his macros quite frequently. 

“I’m on vacation, I can indulge a bit.” Jayce crossed his arms behind his head. “I’ll take pancakes as well.” 

“And you?” You turned to Viktor with a more stern look. The man had difficulty eating properly. Hopefully he’d actually eat during this trip. 

“I wouldn’t mind the meal in front of me.” Viktor purred suggestively. 

Rolling your eyes you chided him. “Later, V, now you need to get something in that empty stomach of yours. Especially since you have meds you're supposed to take with food, yet seem to forget quite frequently.”

He waved you off with an amused smirk. Despite your nagging, Viktor appreciated how much you cared about him. Always sending him off to work with a lunch, and some snacks. 

“I’ll take an omelette with Canadian bacon, cheese, and onions.”

“I think you mean ham?” Jayce playfully shoved the man beside him, who in turn responded by flicking his cheek. 

You made the call downstairs, adding coffee to the order along with your choices. While you waited for breakfast to arrive you decided to make yourself presentable. Peeling off the clothes from your travel, and grabbing your toiletries. Paying no mind to the slack-jawed men as you strode around the room naked. Only smirking as you felt their eyes on you. 

“I have decided I’m in desperate need of a shower, right now.” Jayce exclaimed. 

You giggled and rolled your eyes. The man quickly shuffled out of his clothes and entered the bathroom behind you. Viktor thankfully didn’t feel left out, instead turning on the TV to pass the time. Sexy shower times weren’t very conducive with the man’s poor leg. But he knew that you had a wild week planned for them. He was patient. 

As you turned on the shower, you felt large hands pawing at your exposed body. Jayce was always one to constantly display his affections for you. Always enjoying grabbing you to his body. The man’s fingers tweaked your nipples, making you squeak.

“Jayce, I actually need to shower.” 

“Me too, but with you in it.” His cheeky smile pressed kisses down your neck and back. 

You let out a sigh at the sweet action, then pulled away from the man to enter the shower. Hot water soothing your tight muscles, making you hum with content. Jayce joined behind you, his large hands returned to touching your body. He lifted your chin with his fingers, pressing a wet kiss to your lips. You let out a soft moan as his tongue slid into your mouth. His other hand curled in your hair, pulling your head back for him to trail more kisses down your neck. 

“Jayce…”

“Hmmm?” He continued to kiss down your body. Tongue flicking at your nipples, making you jolt. 

“I need to shower.” You groaned as he kissed down your stomach.

Kneeling on the shower floor, Jayce kissed between your thighs. Water droplets clung to his lashes as he looked up at you with a pleading gaze. The look sending a hot shock to your core. 

Nodding, you curled your hand in his hair. A hot tongue pressed between your slick folds, making you groan. It had been a couple of weeks since the men had been with you. Jayce was going to enjoy every moment he could. Groaning at your taste, he reached for his now hard cock. Hand pumping it as he continued to lap at you. Noticing the added motion, you pulled Jayce’s face away from your pussy. The man letting out a pathetic whine, hand around his cock pausing. 

The pleading look in his eyes almost had you cave, but you didn’t appreciate the man not asking you for permission. 

“Jayce, you can keep playing with yourself.” His eyes glittered at the approval. You tutted at his enthusiasm.

“But you cannot cum until I say so, understand?” The enthused look dropped, but he nodded.

“Yes, I understand.” He whined.

“Good boy.” You pulled the man’s face back to your weeping core. 

The man loved it when you used him. At first it was something you had to get used to. Your past lovers had been the more selfish type, only caring about their release. But Jayce, he was an entirely different being. He got off on you and Viktor getting off. Sometimes going for days without release while he gave you orgasm after orgasm. Loving the pain of edging. 

His tongue returned to lapping at your folds. You groaned as his tongue traced around your clit. Hips jolting as he sucked on the sensitive nub. The man was pushing to make you climax, and he was making you get close very quickly. 

“Fuck Jayce, you’re so good at this.” You moaned at another harsh suck. “Such a good toy for me to use, huh?” You finished the question with a breathy moan. 

You didn’t need a response. Jayce’s enthusiasm indicating how much he enjoyed the way you were speaking to him. Cock throbbing at each compliment and degrading phrase. His drooping eyes showed how wrecked he already was. His trembling body showed how close he was to finishing, but he was holding back. 

“When I cum, then you can cum.” You almost couldn’t finish the command as another shot of pleasure flowed up your spine. Grinding your pussy against his face as you felt the knot in your core growing more and more. 

“J-just like that baby.” 

Then he lapped directly on your clit, sending that final wave of pleasure that had you loudly moaning and convulsing. Spraying your own cum to drip down the man’s chin as his spurted from his raw cock. His groans of pleasure send shockwaves through your body. 

When you came down from your highs, you helped the man up. He caught you as you struggled to keep up on your shaky legs. 

“Thank you, love.” You said, adoration shining in your eyes.

“Anything for you.” He sighed, pulling you in a passionate kiss.

Pulling away, you gave him a knowing smirk. 

“I doubt that was just for me.” The smirk on your face grew wider as he blushed.

“It might have been a bit for me too…” He trailed, looking away.

“A bit?” 

“Okay, maybe a lot. But I could tell you enjoyed it too. And that’s all that really matters to me.” He pecked your lips. 

The two of you actually showered this time. Sudsing each other up, and cleaning up any remnants of your dirty time together. Afterwards, you wrapped up in fluffy towels and continued getting ready. 

When you exited the bathroom, Viktor got up from the bed. A knowing glint in his eye as he smirked at you.

“Sounds like you two were enjoying yourselves.” He quipped. 

“Don’t worry, you’ll get your turn.” You pulled the skinnier man into a deep kiss. 

“You better.” He purred, giving you a lustful gaze. 

Once Viktor was done getting ready, room service had arrived. Freshly cooked food and hot coffee filling the room with a wonderful aroma that left your stomach grumbling. The three of you ate on the balcony. The sound of ocean waves making you relax even more than you already were. 

“You’ve done a wonderful job with this trip so far.” Viktor said, lifting a mug to his face. “The hotel coffee is surprisingly good here.”

“Well, I mean we are on an island that produces its own coffee. It’s always best to get it close to the source.” You said, heart fluttering at the compliment.

Viktor hummed, a relaxed smile on his face. With just one night of sleep on this vacation, the man already looked significantly less stressed. 

A strong arm wrapped around your shoulders. Jayce leaned his head on you his thumb lovingly tracing along your shoulder. 

“What all do you have planned for us today, love?” He asked. 

“I was thinking we could go into town and check out the local shops and eateries. I heard they have some really cute local stores.” You smiled, leaning your head on top of his. The motion earning you a rumbling chuckle. 

“That sounds lovely. But you won’t be spending a single penny.” He lifted off of you, booping you on the nose. 

“What, why? This trip is for you guys.” You said.

“And we love that you’ve done this for us. So we’ll spoil you now.” Viktor kissed your shoulder. 

This was typical of the men. Often they preferred to be the one’s purchasing things for you. Mention you’re in need of jeans? Jayce already has his card pulled out and has dragged you to a designer store. Say your headphones broke? Viktor has already expeditiously ordered you the highest quality ones. While you enjoyed being pampered now, it took quite some time getting used to it. 

With their Hextech inventions, the men had earned more money than they knew what to do with. Even with their millions in donations, funds still raked in. Viktor had always grown up frugal, and his mindset didn’t suddenly change. So when he had a person he found to use his money on, he took the opportunity. Jayce just enjoyed spoiling you in general. Anything and everything you wanted was yours. You had once joked that you wanted to own a zoo, and had to stop Jayce from signing the deed to the city zoo. 

“Guys, I’m trying to spoil you…” You whined.

While your lovers might have quite the hefty paychecks, yours was much much smaller. A freelance writer didn’t pay all too well, but it was a job that felt good to you. So you took what you could get. And now that you didn’t have to worry about paying expenses, you managed to save up enough of your own money to pay for this trip. When the men found out you had used your own money they almost short circuited, but relented when you had given them those damned puppy dog eyes of yours and said in the sweetest voice… “I just wanted to treat you.” 

They caved, but clearly had caveats. 

You decided to allow them this win as they were both adamant about it. You had a feeling anything you laid your eye on would end up wrapped up and shipped home, but you knew that they enjoyed it. The weekend was all about enjoyment and relaxation after all. 

The three of you spent the early part of the day out on the town. Viktor and Jayce admiring you as you tried on beautifully handmade dresses at local shops. All of them just so happening to be sent out with you in many shopping bags. 

After enjoying lunch at a local seafood joint. You returned to the hotel for some sun and sand. Viktor lathered himself up in sunscreen, knowing that his skin would likely turn cherry tomato otherwise. When you put on your bathing suit, you were faced with the men ogling you once more. A cute two piece that showed off A LOT, but again, you were treating your boys. Jayce was practically drooling as he stared at the mostly exposed fat of your ass. 

Thankfully, the hotel provided private pools that led to a privately owned beach. So you knew prying eyes weren’t going to be much of an issue. A good thing, as you planned to tease the men as much as possible. 

Jayce made the short trek to one of the hotel bars on the beach to bring you all refreshments. You gratefully accepted a mojito with fresh mint as you lounged poolside next to Viktor. The paler man enjoying the shade of an umbrella, avoiding the sun. Jayce took to the pool, enjoying the sun. An amusing dichotomy despite the men being similar in so many other ways. 

The rest of the day was spent between you lounging by Viktor and joining Jayce in the pool or the ocean. The larger man constantly pawing at you, claiming he “couldn’t help himself”. Making you wrap your legs around him as you made out in the pool, Viktor watching with amusement. Such a needy man. 

When you sat next to Viktor, he whispered to you quite the fun plan for sexy shenanigans. One that had you blushing like crazy, but extremely excited regardless. You decided to set it in motion when Jayce had returned from another drink run. Your soft body draped over Viktor’s angular one as you kissed him. Audibly moaning as Jayce approached. The man paused to watch you two. You lifted yourself up to look over your shoulder, a twinkle of mischief in your eyes. 

“You can set those right there”, you pointed at the table by the lounge chairs. Jayce complied, setting the drinks down. A questioning look on his face. “Thank you.” You chirped before turning back to Viktor. The two of you ignored the other man’s presence as you continued to kiss and grope each other. Viktor’s hands trailing over you, making you gasp and shiver. 

“Um.” Jayce cleared his throat, attempting to interrupt you. 

You and Viktor looked at Jayce, waiting for him to speak. 

“Do you need something?” You asked, a teasing hint to your voice. 

Jayce was taken aback. 

“Um, can I?” He reached toward you, but Viktor batted his hand away. Shaking his head at the tanner man. A dark look in his golden eyes. 

“Oh. Okay.” Jayce kept his hands folded in his lap as he watched you and Viktor continue to go at it. 

As the day grew dark, your trio headed back to your hotel room. You showered and readied yourself for a nice dinner that night. Enjoying the way Jayce’s jaw clenched as you showered Viktor with kisses and compliments, while you barely gave him a passing glance. He knew what you were doing. The teasing was getting to him, and as frustrating as it was, he found himself getting more and more turned on as the night continued. 

Almost whining when you went to give him a kiss and instead turned to kiss his cheek. You looked so good. Donning a lovely tropical themed dress that hugged your curves perfectly. Oh what he would do to get between your thighs, to make you give him attention. But he knew better than to try and touch you. For tonight, he had to be good and keep his hands to himself. He was sure Viktor would find some sadistic punishment for him if he did otherwise. 

Viktor was also ignoring Jayce to give you his full attention. Long fingers trailing over your body. Hands gripping your ass when only Jayce was looking. The larger man had to hide the growing need in his pants as he watched Viktor play with you in public. Almost whining when Viktor managed to make you gasp with a kiss to your neck. 

After an unbearable dinner for Jayce, you returned to the hotel room. As soon as you were inside, Viktor set his cane down. He pulled you toward him, hand caressing your cheek before he kissed you passionately. His tongue easily slipping into your mouth, making you moan at the taste. Again, Jayce only watched. His hands itching to grab at the two of you. But he would be good. Being good meant he would get rewarded. No matter how hard he was getting watching you two, he would be good. 

Viktor led you to the bed, having you fall on top of him. You kicked your heels off, before straddling his waist. Grinding against his hard dick through his pants, making the both of you groan. Jayce whined, making you pause. You looked around the room, a cheeky grin on your face as you spoke. 

“Did you hear that?” You looked Jayce right in the eyes.

“Hmm, no. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Viktor had a cheeky grin of his own. “I’m sure if you did, it was nothing.”

“I guess so…” You trailed, before leaning back down to kiss the man under you. 

Jayce was practically panting as you began to undress Viktor. Slowly popping the buttons of his dress shirt and pulling it off along with his undershirt. Revealing the man’s skinnier bare body. Your mouth kissing down his neck making Viktor sigh. Then he groaned as your lips attached to his nipple, tongue tracing around it. You felt a hand grip your hair and pull your head back. Meeting golden eyes giving you an intense stare, sending heat straight to your core. 

“Mmm…such a naughty girl. Teasing me like that.” That made your eyes widen. 

“I-I’m not teasing.” You whined, face red. “I’m trying to make you feel good.” 

“Why don’t you put that mouth to good use instead of making excuses then?” The man yanked you down to give you a hard kiss. Tongue sliding against yours, making you dizzy. 

When you parted, you kissed down Viktor’s torso, removing his pants, boxers, and leg brace as you trailed down. His cock was extremely hard and leaking. The sight made your mouth water. 

Another whine came from behind you. You pushed against the urge to look. You knew Jayce would be absolutely wrecked. And you would be correct. From Viktor’s view, Jayce had decided to take a seat in what you had referred to as the “cuck chair.” A now fitting name. The larger man was palming himself over his pants. Viktor gave him a warning glare, shaking his head. Jayce whimpered, removing his hand and placing it on the armrest. Fingers practically tearing into the faux leather as he watched you. 

A moan escaped Viktor as you licked a stripe up his cock. Your soft hands fondled his balls before you sucked down his cock into your mouth. Viktor groaned as you took all of him in your mouth. Wiry fingers curling in your hair and lightly pulling. He enjoyed the lustful look in your hooded eyes. Already just as fucked out as Jayce was, and barely anything had happened yet. It made the man above you chuckle lowly. 

You continued to bob your head up and down his cock, enjoying every moan and whimper you could get out of the man. As you felt the man nearing his climax you continued your pace, adding more of your tongue into the mix. Trailing it along his shaft then swirling it around the head, eliciting the most delicious sounds from Viktor. 

“Ah, love!” Viktor exclaimed before shooting his load down your throat. Which you gratefully swallowed. 

The man thumbed open your mouth, enjoying the fucked out look on your face. But he wasn’t done with you. 

Leaning back, he motioned for you to fully undress. You slipped your dress off revealing you had gone fully commando. No bra or panties. Both men in the room groaned at the reveal. Viktor motioned for you to come toward him and you obliged. 

“Sit on my face, love. I need to taste you.” He breathed. 

You didn’t need to be told twice. Quickly shuffling yourself above the man’s face. His arms wrapped around your thighs, pulling your pussy to his mouth. He moaned as his tongue lapped at your drenched folds. Jayce joined in moaning, wishing he was the one under you. Unconsciously, you ground yourself against Viktor’s tongue. Chasing your pleasure. Viktor continued to lick at you, occasionally moaning against you. The action sending shivers of pleasure through you. 

Soon you felt your climax on the horizon. The knot in your stomach becoming unbearably tight. Your pussy continued to grind against the man as you reached your peak.

“Viktor, I’m gonna…”

“Cum.” He commanded.

Convulsing above him, you obeyed. Spraying his face with your release as the knot inside you snapped. As Jayce watched he groaned, remembering how you felt cumming on his face that morning. 

“I wanna fuck you.” You breathed out, coming down from your high.

“Please do.” Viktor said, pulling your face down to kiss him. Tasting yourself on his lips.

Jayce’s jaw went slack as you lined up Viktor’s now hard cock with your entrance. Your drenched pussy dripping down the shaft. The man in the chair groaned as you slid down the other man’s cock so easily. He pictured how warm and soft you felt. 

“Viktor, you feel…” You began to move up and down his length. “So good.” You moaned. 

“You feel amazing, love.” Viktor thrust up in you, making you sputter. 

You continued to bounce on the man’s cock. Feeling your orgasm building up again. Jayce was dying as he watched you. Wishing so badly that you would invite him in. But you didn’t, enjoying how desperate the man was as he watched. 

Beneath you Viktor panted and moaned as you bounced on his cock. Loving the way your plush walls slid up perfectly against him. His fingers teased at your clit, heightening the pleasure you were feeling. 

“Gonna cum…” You said.

This time Viktor only nodded, too fucked out himself to answer. 

Your walls clenched around the man as you came hard. He let out a deep moan as he pumped his cum into you. His balls clenching as his orgasm continued for longer than usual. He chalked it up to waiting to have you for so long.

Shivering from the pleasure, you collapsed on top of the man. His half hard cock still inside you. 

“Keep me inside you, but turn around.”  Viktor said, propping himself on his elbows. 

You listened, twisting around, being sure not to hurt him as you faced the opposite direction. 

Viktor sat up, looking over your shoulder at Jayce. The desperate man, still clenching the armrests. Cock straining in his pants. The man behind you smirked and chuckled at Jayce’s desperation. He reached a hand out, pointing at the man in the chair and curling for the man to come forward. Jayce nodded and jolted out of the chair. 

“On your knees, Talis.” Viktor commanded. His lips kissed up your neck as you watched Jayce settle to the floor. 

“I bet you want a taste, don’t you?” Viktor’s hand reached down to your pussy. Spreading your folds as his release ran down your legs. Jayce nodded emphatically, his tongue swiping over his bottom lip.

“Well, why don’t you get one. naughty boy.” Viktor chuckled as Jayce dove in. 

You moaned as Jayce’s tongue lapped at your pussy as it was still stuffed with Viktor’s cock. The debauched sounds sending shocks of pleasure through you. Viktor groaned as you clenched around him with each lick Jayce gave. 

The man below you focused on licking stripes up Viktor’s cock straight to your clit. You knew you were going to cum around Viktor again. Eyes pleading as you craned to look at the man holding you. His brow furrowed at the pleasure you were receiving in tandem. He nodded, allowing your release. With a cry you came around Viktor again, your release spraying on Jayce’s face. The man moaned, but continued to lap at you. The overstimulation made you whimper, but you took it anyway. Finding yourself bouncing on Viktor’s cock once again. The man you were riding groaned at the movement before stopping your hips. 

He pulled you off of him, his cock leaving you with a wet pop. Shakily, he stood up. Jayce grabbed your hips and pulled you back to his mouth. It was as if he was starving for the taste of you and Viktor. Viktor smirked at his desperation. The man grabbed the futon and pulled it to the edge of the bed. 

Roughly, he pulled back Jayce’s head. The man on the floor whining after losing your taste. 

“Strip, Jayce.” Viktor growled, then released his hold on Jayce’s hair. 

The man immediately stripped out of his clothes, his cock standing tall and red. It made you drool, but Viktor stopped you from moving over. 

“You’re going to fuck our love, and I’m going to fuck you. Understood?” Viktor gave Jayce a deep look, making the other man gulp with nervousness.

“But what about your leg?”

“I’ve got some support.” Viktor pointed at the futon he pulled over. “Now, bend over.” 

Jayce obeyed, bending over. His strong hands pulled you towards him, lining his cock up with your entrance, but not pushing in yet. You decided to play with him, sliding your slick pussy up and down his sensitive head. The man was practically crying at feeling you against him. He panted and whined as you continued your torturous teasing. A sadistic smile on your face as you continued the torment. 

From behind Jayce you saw Viktor with a bottle of lube. He squeezed some onto his long fingers, then circled Jayce’s hole. The man above you jolted at the motion. He looked over his shoulder as Viktor methodically prepared the man to take him. First sliding in one finger, then two, hitting Jayce’s sweet spot. A spurt of precum landing on your stomach as Viktor continued to finger the man. 

“Ah, fuck.” He panted, falling into a pleasurable bliss. 

When Viktor felt he was sufficiently prepared, he glided more lube onto his cock. Then he slowly slid into Jayce. Jayce’s cock slid into you easily along with Viktor’s movement. All of you moaning together. Jayce’s cock stretching you out with a pleasurable sting. 

“Please, move.” Jayce said, barely above a whisper. 

Viktor thrust into Jayce, making the man thrust into you. You moved your hips as well, loving how Jayce’s cock left a delicious bulge in your belly. 

The room filled with wet slapping sounds, moaning, and panting. Viktor continued to thrust into Jayce, holding back his orgasm till the other man came in you. 

Above you, Jayce was shaking. The pleasure coming from both ends was almost too much. He needed to cum so badly. 

“Please! Please!” He whined. 

“Please what?” Viktor questioned. 

“Please let me cum!” Jayce whimpered.

Viktor looked over the man at you. You were being fucked dumb, a goofy smile on your face as Jayce pounded into you along with Viktor.

“Mmm… I suppose you’ve been good. You may cum.” Viktor crooned, kissing Jayce’s neck. 

The words were Jayce’s undoing. His cock pumping cum into you as your own orgasm slammed into you. The way your walls clenched around Jayce made him cry out. He kept cumming for longer than he thought he could. 

Viktor soon found his release into Jayce. The man groaning as his overstimulated cock had now been fucked raw. Slowly, he pulled out of Jayce. Enjoying the view as his spent trailed down the man’s legs. 

Jayce also pulled out, watching in awe as his and Viktor’s cum poured out of you. 

The two men collapsed beside you on the bed. Everyone panting from the exertion. 

Viktor reached for your hand to kiss it softly. You turned to meet his golden eyes, his gaze filled with love. 

“Thank you, love.”

Jayce nestled into you, still shaking from the overstimulating pleasure. 

“We really needed this vacation.” He mumbled. 

You pecked both men on the lips.

“And we’re only one day in.” You sighed with a smirk. 

[starzify]

fire — dean winchester

pairing dean winchester x reader

warnings slightly smutty

SPN MASTERLIST

The room was still, save for the low hum of the air conditioning and the soft flicker of the neon light outside. Dean was sitting on the edge of the bed, eyes locked on you, his gaze dark and unreadable. You could feel the weight of it, a heavy presence that was all-consuming.

You’d been teasing him all night—small glances, brushing against him just a little too much, your voice a little too soft whenever you spoke. But now, standing just in front of him, you realized you’d pushed him to the edge.

“You’re playing with fire,” Dean muttered, his voice low and rough, though there was something like a warning buried in it.

You stepped closer, your breath almost mingling with his. “I like fire,” you whispered.

Dean let out a short, strained laugh, his fingers tapping against his jeans as if he was holding onto his control by a thread. “You’re gonna burn, you know that, right?” His hand slid up your leg, brushing the hem of your skirt, just enough to make your pulse spike.

You didn’t pull away. Instead, you leaned in closer, your lips brushing the shell of his ear as you whispered, “Then let me burn.”

A low growl rumbled in Dean’s chest, and before you could blink, his hands were at your waist, pulling you onto his lap with a force that stole your breath. His hands roamed, fingers trailing lightly over the skin just below your waistband. His touch was light—teasing—but you knew it was only a matter of time before he lost that control.

“You’re making this hard,” he said, his voice strained, just enough to make the air feel heavier. His fingers brushed the edge of your underwear, lingering just long enough to make you gasp, but never crossing the line.

You smirked, shifting your hips in his lap, just enough to feel the hardness of him beneath you. “I don’t hear you complaining,” you teased, voice barely above a whisper.

Dean’s grip tightened on your hips, pulling you flush against him, and the room felt like it was spinning. “God, you’re gonna drive me insane.” His lips crashed against yours, hot and desperate, and you responded in kind, your hands sliding up into his hair, tugging him closer.

But Dean didn’t let you control the pace for long. His hands slid lower again, finally—finally—touching you in ways that made your pulse race, leaving no room for doubt. You could feel him hard against you, the tension between you so thick it felt like the room might crack.

“I warned you,” he muttered against your lips, his breath coming faster now. “You want this… you’re gonna have to take it.”

And just as he said that, his hands moved beneath you, finding exactly what he needed, touching you in a way that made your body arch into him.

You gasped, but you didn’t pull away. You couldn’t. Not now.

Dean’s fingers flexed, the tension breaking as he finally gave in, pulling you closer. The rest of the world faded as you surrendered to the heat, to the desire that had been building all night.

tags: @ultravi0lence14 @dulcescorderitas @beausling @j2archives @titsout4jackles @h8aaz @bluemerakis @misatxox @chevroletdean @pointocean @figthoughts @cowboysandcigarettes @haunteres @soldiersgirl @sunsbaby @whisperingdaze @deansbeer @deanangel @sunsettsam

[punksyeet]

- Lovesick ❥

Plot: When a sickness bug ruins his Valentine’s Day plans, Jimmy makes it his mission to help his lady feel special regardless.

Warning: Mature language & fluff! <3

A/N: happy belated v-day friends! please excuse how late i am to the party, as the flu has been kicking my ass for over a week now. also, don’t mind any errors or lack of attention to detail in some parts. this sickness took away any attention span i had left in me. 🥲

anywho, i hope you all enjoy this one. she’s a tiny one compared to my others, but we love her regardless! 💌

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“Well Miss Gianna,” my doctor begins, walking back into the room after leaving to run a few tests. Covid, strep, and flu to be exact. “It turns out your instincts were correct. Your flu test came back positive.”

My heart drops at those last six words.

Positive? For the flu? On Valentine’s Day?

I let out a deep sigh, running a hand through my hair.

“I know the timing isn’t ideal,” he continues, intertwining his fingers in front of him. “But please understand that your health comes first.”

I nod slightly, my eyes fluttering closed. “I understand, Doc. Would you be able to send some medication over?”

“Absolutely,” he responds. “It’ll be ready at your pharmacy as soon as tomorrow morning.”

I nod again. “Thank you.”

“You’re very welcome,” he replies sweetly. “Take care, alright?”

And with that, he’s out the door.

I sit there for a minute in disbelief of my bad luck, before climbing off of the examination chair and putting my jacket back on.

When I reach my car, I immediately FaceTime Jon.

When he answers and pops up on the screen, he’s sat at a table taping something, a gorgeous smile on his face.

J: Hey, beautiful.

I smile at the compliment, pulling out of my parking spot.

G: Hi, my love. What are you up to?

J: Not much, just helping twin decorate his place for T before she gets home. Where you headed?

G: Aw, that’s sweet. She’s gonna love it. I’m headed home now.

J: Gotchu. Where you coming from?

My smile fades and I take a deep breath.

Get a grip, Gi. It’s not your fault. He’ll understand.

G: Urgent care.

He raises an eyebrow and a concerned look comes over his face.

J: Urgent care? What you was there for? Baby, you alright?

I shake my head, biting my lower lip.

G: Relax, Jon. It’s nothing too serious. I tested positive for the flu.

He just kind of sits there for a second, disbelief written all over his face.

J: You’re fuckin’ joking, right? You messin’ with me?

G: I wish. I felt like shit when I got up this morning and ran right to the doctor, knowing how much shit is going around. I called you as soon as I left.

J: Fuck, man.

He throws his head back and runs a hand over his face.

G: I know, babe. I’m sorry.

J: Nah, baby, don’t apologize. You ain’t get sick on purpose. The timing is just…

His voice trails off and I nod in agreement, resting my head back on the headrest when I reach a red light.

G: I know. That’s what I said.

He sighs and strokes his beard.

J: Aight. I guess we’re gonna have to work with what we got.

I pop my neck back, giving him a mean mug.

G: Boy, are you insane? You’re not coming anywhere near me.

J: Like hell I ain’t. Bae, you’re sick. I gotta take care of you. Do right by the woman I love.

G: Jonathan-

J: Nah, I don’t wanna hear allat. Lemme finish up here and I’ll be home in a bit, okay?

I sigh, running a hand through my curls, knowing that as hard as I try, I’m not winning this argument.

G: Okay. Fine.

J: Aight. Love you, mama. I’ll see you soon.

G: Okay. Love you too.

And with that, he hangs up.

I let out a deep sigh as the streetlight turns green, allowing me to turn onto the highway.

** Jimmy’s POV **

“Was that sis?” Josh asks, walking back to the island from the bathroom and taking a seat. “Everything good?”

I nod, licking my lower lip. “Yeah, man. She’s got the flu.”

His jaw drops in shock. “Fuck, man. You serious?”

I sigh, nodding. “Yup. She’s driving home from the doctor now.”

“Damn uce,” he replies, his attention turning to a banner. “Whatchu gonna do about tonight now?”

I shrug, shaking my head. “No idea. I had dinner reservations set and everything.”

He sucks his teeth. “I’m sorry, bro. Maybe you can rain check?”

I narrow my eyes, shaking my head. “Nah, I still gotta do right by her. I’ll come up with something.”

He nods, nudging my arm. “Whatever you need uce, I gotchu. Just let me know.”

I smile, nodding slightly. “Preciate you, man.”

Suddenly, a lightbulb goes off in my head and I turn back to my twin with a smirk.

He looks up at me and his expression immediately fades. “The hell you lookin’ at me like that for?”

“Big Jim has an ideaaa!” I sing, hopping out of my chair at the island.

Josh groans in response, placing his head in his hands. “Five words the world fears most.”

** Gianna’s POV **

“Guess he’s not home yet,” I mutter to myself, pulling up to Jon and I’s place and seeing an empty driveway.

After pulling in, I shut off my car, grab my things from the passenger side, and head up the pathway to our home.

With one swift motion, the front door flies open and so do my eyes.

There’s balloons and flowers everywhere.

Soft music echoing throughout the house.

The deep and warm scent of vanilla takes over whatever’s left of my sense of smell.

“J-Jon?” I call out, closing the door behind me and stepping further into the house.

“Welcome home m’lady,” he replies in an awful French accent, suddenly appearing in the doorway to the kitchen.

I chuckle in reaction to his goofiness and look around. “Babe, what is all this?”

He walks over and taking my stuff. “I refuse to let some stupid ass sickness ruin our night, baby. Today is all about love. Lemme show you how much I love you.”

I dramatically stick out my bottom lip as he pulls me into an embrace, rocking us back and forth and kissing my hair.

“Jon please,” I plead, stepping back. “I don’t want you to get si-“

“Shh,” he interrupts, pulling me back in. “You’re ruining the moment.”

I playfully roll my eyes and he chuckles, cupping my face and kissing me.

I wrap my arms around his waist and kiss back, my worries fading away the second we make contact.

“Cmon mama,” he orders, taking my hand and placing my stuff down on the couch. “Dinner will be ready soon.

“You go ahead,” I assure him, letting go of his hand and heading upstairs. “I’ll be right back.”

He nods and heads into the kitchen.

The dress I bought while shopping with T last week is too pretty to go to waste.

And if I can’t leave the house, it’s time to play dress up I guess.

I freshen up with a quick shower and slip into the silk, followed by a little makeup and hair action.

“Goddamn,” Jon coos when he sees me, after looking up from what looks like pasta sauce cooking on the stove. “Look at my girl.”

He lifts my hand and twirls me, a gorgeous smile on his face as he admires my body.

“This dress was originally for our date but,” I reply, soothing out the torso part. “I figured why let it go to waste when you’ve worked so hard on this too?”

He smiles and takes me into his arms, pulling me in by my waist.

“I love you so much, you know that?” he asks in between kisses to my jaw.

I giggle and lift my head, his beard tickling my skin. “I know, I know. And I love you too, baby. So much.”

I hold either side of his dreamy face and pull his lips to mine, softly smiling in the kiss.

He pulls away with a “mwuah” sound and takes my hand, leading me over to the dining table.

The rest of the night includes a candle light homemade dinner featuring our favorite wine, a steaming hot bath with rose petals, and gift giving on both sides.

Me to him, a silver chain to go with his favorite bracelet.

Him to me, a Cartier love ring that I’ve been eye-ing for months.

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The next morning, I wake up to a bright ray of sunshine peeking in through our curtains.

With a groan, I turn over and nuzzle my face into Jon’s neck.

He responds with a pair of big muscular arms wrapped around me extra tight and a kiss on my temple.

“Mmm morning,” I greet him as best I can, before placing a light kiss on his jaw.

“Mornin’ ba-“ he’s interrupted by a fit of coughs.

Flemmy, raspy coughs.

My eyes fly open and I sit up, an amused expression on my face.

He glares up at me, shaking his head. “Don’t say it.”

I pucker my lips to the side with a smirk before laying back down to whisper in his ear. “I told you so.”

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[thebookworm0001]

after i finish my first run of veilguard i will probably be going back to inquisition so i can shake solas like a ragdoll for all the shit he just Neglected to tell us

[doctorwhommm]

dontcha think it’s kinda cute that i died right inside your arms tonight?

[fobnsfwdoodles]

If they didn't want me to make them into yaoi they could stop being yaoi for five seconds

[captainshyguy]

[pacing] no but actually what did they put in close wars maul to make him so hot like what was that

[finncakes]

Do you feel like Ashton and Orym are avoiding speaking to each other? I've seen a few others mention it and it feels like they have plenty of opportunities to talk but don't

OH YEAH ABSOLUTELY.

i feel like ever since their talk in ep 40 there's been smth off between them versus before. extremely long rambling under the cut i am so sorry these two change my brain chemistry

personally i think on orym's side he doesn't like someone who's able to read him this well. i think it's esp interesting cause ashton in ep 40 said "i know you're not okay." rather than asking if orym was okay, feel like that makes orym uncomfortable. someone not evening giving him a chance to continuing putting on his strong exterior. probably last person able to read past his bullshit was well...will, derrig or his mother.

ashton i think seems afraid of how easily they open up to orym. just like ashton sees through orym's, orym sees through ashton's bullshit. they've almost started to say things to orym & just abruptly cut off (and it's killing me!!! ashton i am shaking you by the shoulders what were you gonna say!!!). they want to be ready to talk to him but they aren't cause once they start i don't think they'll be able to keep everything in. knowing how much this group is players who embody their character nearly 24/7 (i do it too agfgh), i was esp sad seeing ashton after the battle. look like they were holding back fuckin tears man (orym too).

both of them are feeling small and lost and i think once they do talk? it'll be big for them internally because they read eachother so well and are a lot more similar than they originally thought. ESP seeing even slivers of how orym copes with things this awful. seems like ash & him cope more similarly than i would've figured. also makes me worried for those 6 years orym was lost for....girl what happened...

in general i think their talk in ep 40 made all their similairties and abilities to just see straight through eachother more apparent to them both. and that's sorta scary for both of them, hence why they're just avoiding it. easier to ignore it than sit down and talk to someone who you know will see a very vulnerable version of you whether you like it or not.

[ardalys]

saw a tiktok that was like "which one are you bouncing on the hardest" and one of the pictures was Astarion and almost all of the comments were like "only if he consents 🥺🥺" & "I would make him feel safe first 🥺💓"

like pardon me... I feel like that part was.....implied????

[moe-broey]

Man. I do love when the character is Scared and fucking MAD ABOUT IT. Going from crying and cowering to snapping and biting the MOMENT a hand is extended to them. Trying to help them or otherwise just work with them somehow and the entire fucking time they're kicking and screaming and complaining and being disparaging and stuck up and just kind of a brat about it. ASSUME HARMFUL INTENT BY DEFAULT, get THEM before they GET YOU‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ And NEVER trust a helping hand ESPECIALLY when it feeds you.

[wizardnuke]

bf says ive been going thru it and doing really well at that. bursts into tears.

[dropthecop]

actually the only good unhelmeting of a masked character is if they have a smaller identical helmet underneath the first one

[all-lars-bars]

You listen to Prince Ali ONCE and now you're thinking about a mh Jam AU based on the story of Disney's Aladdin.