#but they’re my guilty pleasure what can u do

[ryuucam]

HANDS OFF !

˓𓄹 ࣪˖ what’s their favorite part of your body? multi-fandom scenario

contains nsfw (duh), oral (both receiving and giving), handjobs, boobjobs/paizuri, marking (a disgusting amount tbf), lots of spit, nipple play, breeding, bondage (m! receiving YES!!!) sub!character but idk if anyone minds actually, ass slapping + ass play, last part is shorter bc i had no more ideas ..

notes writers block is so real u guys .. also i just spent 20€ on hsr somebody sedate me!!!! please!!!! (gallagher and sunday are almost in all of those i need a lobotomy)

he likes your HANDS, likes the way they’re smaller and softer than his. loves when you run them through his hair, even when you pinch his cheeks (even if they end up red and swollen after).

he’s the type of person that loves holding your hand during sex. it doesn’t matter if he’s being rough, or if it’s just gentle lovemaking, you best believe your hand is getting held tightly by his. it’s comforting, grounding, it shows you that he’s here, no matter what, and you can trust him to take care of you. when his hands are busy doing other things (such as keeping your legs open or restraining you from squirming so much), he likes having your hands holding onto his shoulders, or cupping his face, anything’s fine as long as you keep touching him.

handjobs are his guilty pleasure. sure, they may be nothing over the top, but he thinks there’s nothing as arousing as having your small hand (or hands) wrapped around his cock, doing your best to bob them up and down, even if the amount of precum he’s leaking makes everything so sticky and wet. he just sits back, enamored with the little huffs and puffs you let out every once in a while, struggling to grab his whole cock. but that’s what makes you so charming to him, how cute you look when you’re so intent on nursing on his dick, how you whine at him to just help you out. he’s not a mean man, but just this once he’ll just sit in silence watching you.

kaeya, ayato, alhaitham, kaveh, neuvillette, lyney, childe, kinich (genshin impact) welt, sampo, luocha, jiaoqiu, aventurine, gallagher, phainon, anaxa (honkai star rail) chigiri, kunigami, nagi, itoshi sae, kaiser (blue lock) byakuya, nagito, kokichi, rantaro (danganronpa) mikey (lazy ass), chifuyu, ran (lazy ass n2), nahoya “angry”, kokonoi (tokyo revengers) dazai, ranpo, fukuzawa, tachihara, odasaku, jouno, nikolai (bungou stray dogs) deku, aizawa, sero, mirio, dabi (my hero academia) hinata, oikawa, iwaizumi, matsukawa, semi, kenma, yaku, akaashi, suna (haikyuu) whitney, syndey, wren, brian (degrees of lewdity) gojo, shiu, nanami, sukuna (jujutsu kaisen)

he likes your THIGHS, and likes napping on them even more. regardless of how much he likes to laze around, the soft skin always lulls him into a deep sleep. and when he’s not sleeping, he’s tracing countless patterns on them as he talks about his day - or listens to yours. he bites you sometimes, then licks and kisses the skin better. call him a freak, but he’d die for your thighs, no questions asked.

have you guys ever seen those memes that are like “i’d be happy to die crushed by my gf’s thighs”? that’s him. point blank. he spends hours and hours between your legs, overstimulating you to the point of tears, and the more you cry and try to close your legs the more he enjoys it and keeps going. he starts by kissing your legs, inching closer and closer to your core, leaving numerous hickeys and bite marks all over your inner thighs. when he starts sucking and licking your clit, his hands squeeze the fat of your thighs, further bruising the flesh. you can’t even get mad at him, really, because the massages and creams and who-knows-what he gives you during aftercare makes up for it.

when you’re not feeling like having full on sex, you both agreed on letting him fuck your thighs. it’s a win-win, really, since he gets off and you can lay down and rest (as much as you can while having your boyfriend rutting in your legs from the back, to be fair). the slick coats your skin, making it easy for his cock to slide in and out of your thighs. his tip peeks out from the front, red and throbbing while he overstimulates himself. he groans in your ears, about how “you feel so fuckin’ good, sweetheart, you’re such a doll for letting me fuck you like this”. well, you can’t really resist him when he’s like this, so when his cock doesn’t go down after the nth orgasm he’s had, you just tell him to fuck you properly. he can’t wait.

diluc, albedo, xiao, gaming, zhongli, kazuha, thoma, wanderer, pantalone, childe (genshin impact) caelus, dan heng, dr ratio, moze (honkai star rail) isagi, bachira, rin, sendou (blue lock) makoto, kiyotaka, gundham, hajime, shuichi (danganronpa) mikey, kazutora, inui, mitsuya, souya “angry” (tokyo revengers) atsushi, tanizaki, chuuya, tecchou, sigma, mark twain, poe (bungou stray dogs) kaminari, tokoyami, shinsou, monoma, tamaki, hawks (my hero academia) kageyama, yamaguchi, hanamaki, sugawara, goshiki, fukunaga, bokuto, atsumu (haikyuu) kylar, robin, doren, mason, alex (degrees of lewdity) choso, ino, gojo, geto (jujutsu kaisen)

he likes your BOOBS. a worrying amount, actually. he feels like a teenage boy all over again, but he can’t help the way his eyes always drop down to your cleavage (regardless of the shirt you’re wearing, or lack of thereof). his hands are always grabbing your chest, squeezing the fat like they’re stress balls, and he won’t stop unless you whine enough or he’s satisfied (very unlikely). he could spend his whole life tugging and circling on your nipples, sucking on them, biting your tits, anything, really. and obviously your boobs end up swollen, bruised and overstimulated, but can you really be mad at him, though, when he looks at you like a kicked puppy?

a while ago, one of his friends showed him a video of this dude fucking his girlfriend’s tits, and the thought hasn’t left his head ever since. not to say he doesn’t like your pussy, or mouth, but there’s just something so lewd, so messed up about sliding his cock in and out of your boobs. he’s lucky to be dating a cutie like you, honestly, since you let him do just that. he’s a freak, he knows it, but your tits are just so soft, so warm and tight and wet that his dick slides against them so well. sometimes you’re sweet enough to take his tip into your mouth, licking and suckling on it, spreading precum all over your lips. he’s a meanie, though, cumming all over your tits and face. other times, he just rubs his cock all over your chest, pace quickening against your nipples. and no matter how many times he cums, his dick always gets hard again when he sees your doe eyes and pretty tits. be patient with him, yeah?

having you ride him is definitely one of his favorite positions, since it’s a win-win for both of you: you’re taking all of his cock (or at least, you try to), and he has your tits bouncing right in his face. yeah, having you twitch and squirt all over is length is nice (well, more than just nice, but you get my point), but he’s so mesmerized by your boobs. as stated above, he’s no better than a teenage boy, and just a handful of tits is enough to get him going and cumming deep inside you. sometimes he grabs your chest, sucks on your nipples hard enough to bruise them, but when you get sick of all the marks and spit, your best bet is to just tie his hands up. all he can do is whine, “c’mon baby, don’t be so mean. just wanna touch you” and “you’re bein’ so mean to me, i’ll be good, yeah?”, but you know him well enough to know they’re all lies. well, all the more reason to take control for once, no? he does deserve a little punishment every once in a while.

venti, kazuha, ayato, ororon, wriothesley, capitano, dainsleif (genshin impact) caelus, luka, gepard, jing yuan, boothill, moze, blade, gallagher, sunday, mydei, phainon (honkai star rail) isagi, aiku, reo, ness, nagi, rin itoshi, sendou (blue lock) mondo, nagito, kazuichi, korekiyo, kokichi (danganronpa) baji, kazutora, ran, shinichiro, izana, inui, hakkai, draken (tokyo revengers) dazai, ranpo, akutagawa, chuuya, fyodor, nikolai, jouno (bungou stray dogs) deku, shoji, bakugo, todoroki, sero, tamaki, monoma, shigaraki (my hero academia) kuroo, fukunaga, kageyama, tsukishima, osamu, kita, bokuto, sakusa, iwaizumi (haikyuu) kylar, robin, eden, sydney (degrees of lewdity) toji, gojo, higuruma, choso (jujutsu kaisen)

he likes your ASS. it’s a classic: who doesn’t? he likes laying his head on it, likes groping it when you’re wearing short, or skirts, or… never mind, he’s always touching it. whistles when you walk by, slaps it when he passes by you. call him childish but he could care less.

most of the time, he’s fucking you from behind, just so he can see the fat of your ass recoil and bounce when it hits his pelvis. he’s so rough, but he just can’t stop when you’re wrapped so tightly around him, not when the room is filled with the squelching sounds of your cunny. when you whine too much, he just slaps your ass, leaving big, red handprints on it, but he knows you don’t mind it. you won’t mind if he sticks his thumb inside your puckered hole, right? he doesn’t care about that “embarrassing” nonsense you keep on blabbering about, just let him take care of you. you seem to cum harder when he’s playing with your hole, anyways.

kaeya, dottore, tighnari, alhaitham, itto, zhongli, pantalone, childe (genshin impact) sampo, jing yuan, gallagher, mr reca, mydei, boothill, anaxa (honkai star rail) leon, gundham, kaito, k1bo (danganronpa) sae (canon), aiku, kunigami, barou (blue lock) baji, nahoya “angry”, draken, rindou, kakucho, mitsuya (tokyo revengers) kunikida, tachihara, jouno, mark twain (bungou stray dogs) bakugo, kirishima, aizawa, mirio, overhaul (my hero academia) bokuto, ushijima, hinata, yaku (haikyuu) bailey, sirris, mason, wren (degrees of lewdity) geto, shiu, gojo (jujutsu kaisen)

[biblichorr]

yo turkish tv series are crazyyyy man nothing compares to this fr i just watched the most batshit crazy season finale with my mouth hanging open the entire time this drama is on another leveeelllll

[luveline]

would you be in the mood to write something for peter parker x reader?? it’s been a while since i’ve read anything new for him and i’m missing my boy :( maybe something about things getting heated while making out with peter but he knows reader isn’t ready to go any farther so he has to stop them, and then maybe reader feels guilty for not being ready bc they feel like they’re stringing him along? a good mix of (semi)smut & fluff & angst haha. thank u angel i love u <3

ty for requesting, love u <3 fem!reader, 1k

cw suggestive content

“Is that okay?” he whispers. 

You’re nearly too busy trying to kiss him to whisper back. “Yeah, Peter, just–” Fully too busy. 

Peter enjoys being on top of you for two reasons; the first, the most imperative in the moment, is because it flicks a switch in your mind that has you all flustered and breathless under his touch, your chest heaving something sorry and your hands a frenetic back-and-forth between roaming and limp on his back; and the second, his guilty pleasure, is that he’s in an optimal position to slide his knee between your thighs and listen for your breathless sigh. 

He says your name between kisses to catch your attention, finds he can’t quite get it as your mouth closes up on his and your spit wets his lips. Your hand wanders under his shirt. 

Peter has been worse than shirtless around you, a consequence of his strange after-classes hobby, but he’s not so sure you’re ready to peel him out of it. Your fingers ride up his spine. 

He fishes your hand from behind him to hold it above your head. 

“Hey,” he says, pulling back, your eyes lit and aligned with one another, the brightest light in the room. It feels wrong to speak into the dark like this, disrupting your whispers and your quick breathing. “You don’t wanna do that.��� 

“I do,” you say. He’s no genius, but he sees the wobble of your lashes for what it is, sudden regret. 

“It’s okay, bub. We got too heavy too fast,” he laughs. 

You bite the inside of your lip as he sits up. It’s his fault, he shouldn’t have kissed you like that, definitely shouldn’t have let his leg slide up against you, what was he thinking? He’s kissed you so hard your lips are swollen. 

You use the flats of your palms to clamber up against the headboard. Your heart is a thudding he can’t ignore, triply loud, and his own pulse is rocketing too. 

“I’m sorry,” you say. 

“No, that’s okay,” —he reaches for the hem of your sweatpants to tug them back over your hip and stomach— “I was bearing down on you, I shouldn’t have– I–” Peter Parker levels of stuttering occur, to which he can’t subject himself, hiding his face in his hands. 

There’s a small silence. Peter attempts to calm down. Your heart rate slowly drops. 

“I really am sorry, Pete.” 

His neck cricks as he lifts his head. “What?” He lets his legs fall to the side of the bed and shuffles up to the top to see you clearly, squishing the back of your thigh where your legs are up to his hip. “Come on, what do you have to be sorry for?” 

“I’m leading you on and stuff. Not cool.” 

“What? What are you talking about? I started it.” 

“I was giving it just as good as I was getting it,” you say with a regretful smile. “You’re just such a great kisser–”

“Don’t try and distract me, it’s working,” he teases. More seriously, he puts his hand on your knee, thumb pressing to the soft crease underneath it. 

“I shouldn’t kiss you like that if I’m not ready for it.” 

“Why not? You can kiss me whatever way you like, it doesn’t have to lead to anything.” 

“I’m winding you up. Boys don’t like that.” 

“I love it,” he says, dropping his chin to his hand to speak to you from just below your eye line. “I love everything you do, I love kissing you, it doesn’t mean you have to be ready for something else.” 

You don’t accept his reassurances as quickly as he’d like, leaning back, the rising valley of your chest and tummy two pretty not to look at even as something serious transpires. He adores you, your every hill and curve and rigid line, all of it, and he’d love to fuck you but there’s no rush. What do you need to rush for? Peter’s sure it’ll be just as much fun a few months down the line as it would’ve been tonight, but it’ll be perfect then, because you’ll be ready then. 

“Who cares what boys like anyways?” he mumbles, kissing your kneecap appreciatively. 

“I just don’t wanna mess it up, Pete. I really like you.” 

“You can’t mess it up, it’s not like that, we’re not like that. You mean a whole lot more to me than that,” he says, giving your thigh a squeeze. You meet his eyes with less shyness now, the beginnings of a smile like twitches at the corners of your mouth. “I like you more than you like me, anyways. You can string me along. String me up, if you want.” 

“String you up where?” you ask with a laugh. 

“From that statue on ESU?” 

“What? How would I do that?” 

“Get Spider-Man to help you.” 

You pull the leg he isn’t leaning on up toward your stomach, knee rubbing along the inside of your opposite thigh, the last trace of regret. “You’re sure you don’t care?” 

“Don’t care, don’t mind, just want you to be happy.” He kisses your knee. “I thought you’d know that by now.” 

You brace your face in both hands, letting out a long sigh. “I don’t know what I know when you do that thing to me. How about you keep your legs away from my legs for a little while?” 

Peter smiles like an idiot, hiding his eyes in your knee and his mouth behind your calf. He doesn’t mind being honest, but you’re making him nervous flirting like that and he isn’t allowed to kiss you again tonight. “I– I can do that. No leg stuff.” He leans away from you suddenly. “God, no leg stuff. You’re beautiful, I wish you didn’t worry about me.” 

“I’ll try not to, Pete.”  

[darlingdaisyfarm]

hi!! just wanna say you are my fav gravity falls author and im so obsessed with your fics for stan 🙏🙏 could i please have a stan x fem!reader smut where stan just REALLY likes tits. like a LOT. you have full creative freedom to go wherever you want with this idea i just wholeheartedly believe stan is a tit man <3 thank u and plz never delete this account youre the coolest 💞

Stan Pines is obsessed with you and your breasts ♡ (headcanons + blurb)

author note: hii, angel!! thank you sm for this sweet message, i'm literally melting and giggling and smiling rn!!! i can't even tell you how much this made my day, you're so kind and your words honestly mean the world to me 🤍 

i had so much fun with this idea, so here’s something for you bc ur wish is my command! i hope it’s what u expected. and thank you for supporting me! ♡

I need this grumpy old man so bad, guys send me more asks bout him also comments and/or reblogs are always appreciated, kisses u💋

nsfw, fem reader

♡ Stan is absolutely shamelessly obsessed with tits. your tits, specifically. big, small, somewhere in between, it doesn’t matter! he’s a hungry fucking man. he fucking loves breasts. worships them. adores them. can’t keep his damn eyes (or hands, or mouth) off them. “you’re gonna kill me with these things, doll, fuckin’ hell, look at ‘em.”

♡ the first time you caught him staring, you were a little shy about it, but he didn’t even try to deny it. “what? they’re right there! whaddya want me to do, not look? it’s like puttin’ a steak in front of a starving man and tellin’ him not to eat!” and you made the mistake of saying, “you could touch them if you wanted to.”

♡ because now his hands are always on you. always. you’re trying to cook? his big hands are sliding up your shirt, squeezing, kneading, thumbs brushing over your nipples, he’s testing just how fast he can make that little gasp slip from your lips. and god, all of that is being done with that smug grin on his face. “what? i’m helpin’.” sure, Stan. sure

♡ I wanna develop idea about cooking more, so: as i said, Stan can’t keep his hands off you when you’re cooking. for him it’s just an excuse to get his hands on your body. expect him to come up behind you, press his broad chest into your back, let his hands rest in your waist as his lips ghost over your neck, muttering “damn, you look so pretty, baby, you sure you don’t wanna skip dinner and come straight to bed?” when he’s rubbing his growing bulge against you while you’re stirring the pot, literally humping you in the middle of the kitchen. It’s hard not to laugh at how desperate he is

♡ the type of man who’ll insist he’s innocent even when he’s shamelessly and obviously staring. you could be fully dressed, wearing the baggiest clothes known to man and this filthy old bastard is still eye-fucking you. “what? can’t help it, doll, you’re beautiful.” no shame. zero!

♡ of course Stan loves to bury his face in your chest. it’s his happy place there. his hands sliding up your sides as he presses his face between your breasts, groaning, “fuckin’ heaven, toots. yer like a damn pillow, but better, so soft, so warm.” while you let your fingers run through his hair. It’s more about being intimate and soft though

♡ “goddamn, look at these beauties. best fuckin’ view in the world, ain’t it?”

♡ he’s a sucker for leaving marks on your breasts. bite marks, hickeys, little bruises from his teeth and fingers

♡ uhh. . . hear me out, him stuffing dollar bills into your bra as a joke (or no). “figure they’re safer here than my wallet anyway.”

♡ Stan loves when you wear anything that lets him see your nipples, especially when they’re hard (from cold or because you’re horny?), he goes crazy when thin shirt or a dress hugs your body. “goddamn, sweetie, could stare at those for hours.”

♡ his guilty pleasure is watching you put lotion on after a shower. you’re sitting on the edge of the bed, smoothing the cream over your arms, shoulders and chest and that old man is drooling

♡ Stan is so domestic, he loves the way you look in the morning, your breasts barely covered by his tank top that you stole. you stretch, yawning, your nipples peeking through the thin fabric and he’s already pulling you back into bed. “don’t care what we had planned today, baby. yer stayin’ right here with me.”

♡ Stanley gets so distracted when you’re undressing in front of him. doesn’t matter if it’s casual or if you’re trying to tease him, once your top comes off, his eyes are immediately glued to you while his cock already twitching to life in his pants. “jesus christ, woman, yer tryin’ to kill me. c’mere and let me get my hands on ya.”

♡ and when he finally gets you laid out on the bed, his hands worshiping every inch of you, oh, he takes his sweet time. dragging his thumbs over the stiff peaks of your nubs, leaning down to wrap his lips around one, sucking gently before giving it a teasing bite. he’s grinning against your skin when you gasp his name, one hand slipping down to spread your thighs apart while he gets comfortable between them. “love when you make these sounds. what’d i do to deserve this, huh?”

♡ oh, his tongue too. it’s wet and warm, circling slow before he flicks the nub just to watch your back arch. his free hand squeezes your other breast, pinching and tugging lightly on the nipple. he groans from how heavenly you taste. “softest damn tits I’ve ever had my hands on. christ, baby, I love you so much.”

♡ if you let him, he’ll press his cock between your breasts, his hands squishing them together as he ruts into the softness, groaning like a goddamn mess. “fuck, baby— mhmm, your so fuckin’ soft, look at this, huh? takin’ me so good, atta girl.”

♡ more thoughts about breasts fuck. i personally think Stan would love it? because there’s something about the sight of his heavy cock sliding between your breasts, the way you press them together for him, making a perfect, soft little channel for him to fuck into like a needy old man he is. he gasps, praises you, worships you whole as he watches himself disappear between them, his tip slick and glistening with precum every time it peaks out

♡ “fuck, doll, keep squeezin’ ’em like that. jesus, yer gonna make me cum just from lookin’ at ya.” and he does, oh, he does. he spills his seed all over your chest. and when he’s finished, Stan isn’t shy about making a mess, watching his cum drip down your breasts

♡ when he’s drunk, Stan gets even more handsy than usual

♡ you get him worked up sometimes by accident. like, when you’re reaching for something high up on a shelf and your shirt rides up, giving him the perfect view of your waist, those soft curves that drive him absolutely crazy. Stan will mumble something like “god, babe—gimme a second, I gotta go fix somethin’ in the back room. . . you know how it is with my old bones.” but it’s all a damn lie because he just needs to take a breather after staring at your body for the last five minutes

♡ Stan absolutely loves when you’re riding him, leaning over with your tits pressed into his face. he doesn’t care if it’s just for a few seconds or longer, he wants to feel them on his lips. he’ll lift his head slightly to suck on your cute nipples or trail hot kisses down your cleavage, his hands gripping your ass as he pushes his hips up to meet you. “sh-shit, baby, lemme just. . .”

♡ you lean over the counter while talking to him, doesn’t matter if you’re talking about what’s for dinner or how the vending machine ate your dollar, his eyes are locked on your chest only, already undressing you in his mind. he’ll mutter something gruff like, “yeah, uh-huh”

♡ loves to make you squirm. Stan’s a teasing bastard and he knows exactly what he’s doing when he brushes his thumb over your sensitive nipple slowly, watching it pebble under his touch. “sensitive today, huh? what’s the matter, sweetheart? thought ya liked it when i played with these pretty little nubs of yours.” and then he pinches, just to hear you gasp and watch you press your thighs together 

♡ i swear, Stan will make excuses to get you on his lap, just so he can slide his hands under your clothes and play with you while you sit there all flustered, giggling silly. “ain’t no law against touchin’ my girl, is there? c’mon, lemme have my fun, been thinkin’ about these all damn day.”

♡ as I mentioned, he’s a sucker for when you’re on top, bouncing on his cock while his big hands squeeze your waist, holding you so tenderly in his arms despite how hard and rough he bucks his hips into you, his mouth is latched onto your nipples. the way your breasts move drives him insane

♡ during lazy, slow sex, Stan loves lying on his side with you pressed against him, one hand massaging your breast as he thrusts into you slowly from behind. his lips are at your ear, whispering filthy things about how soft and warm you feel

♡ but when it’s rough, he’s gripping your breasts so hard you’ll have finger-shaped bruises the next day, pinching your nipples just to watch you arch your back and tremble under him, “you like that, huh? that’s right, my good fucking girl,” and every word he says he punctuates with a thrust. “can’t get enough of me touchin’ you, can ya?”

♡ reminder: Stan doesn’t just love your breasts because they’re sexy, though, yeah, they are. he loves them because they’re yours. soft, warm, comforting, just like you. and if he can bury his face in them and forget about the rest of the world for a little while? that’s just the cherry on top! a nice bonus!

♡ bonus: little blurb 

sight of you in his suit jacket, oh god. that thing swallows you whole but it’s too big for you so it hangs off your shoulders, exposing your skin, letting him see your thighs as well. Stan’s jacket, smelling like cigars, is over you in a way that makes his throat go dry. and underneath that beautiful little bra you knew would make his head spin, it’s lace and soft cups hugging you in ways he wished his hands were right now. your cleavage drawing his attention like a magnet. no, it’s too goddamn much for Stan to handle

he’s slouched on the armchair, legs spread wide, trying to keep himself from losing control. his eyes latch onto the soft lace of your bra, the way it cups your tits just beautiful enough to tease him. he looks so needy already and you’ve barely touched him

“Jesus christ, doll.” sounds like he’s choking on his own breath. “yer doin’ this on purpose, parading around in my jacket, showin’ off these tits like some goddamn pin-up doll, huh.” his lips curl into a smirk

perfect, just exact reaction you waited. you bite your lip, stepping closer, swaying your hips for him. you play it coy, of course. shifting the jacket like it’s just slipping off, letting one strap of your bra peek out more. “what? this old thing?” you smile like you don’t know exactly what you’re doing

and then he’s got his hands on you in an instant, dragging you into his lap because he can’t stand another second of his pretty girl being out of reach. his palms feels rough as they grip your hips, tugging you down until your thighs straddle his.

“you tryin’ to kill me, toots? walkin’ around like that, wearin’ my jacket.”  

your knees settle on either side of him, and his hands waste no time sliding up your thighs, over your hips, and straight to your waist, holding you close to him because this man is always starved for physical contact. his thumbs dip under the edge of the jacket, brushing the bare skin just above your bra

“Staaanley,” you breathe, your lips hovering just above his. your hands tangling in his hair, tugging just enough to make him groan.

“No, no, no, don’t you ‘stan’ me, pretty,” he mutters, and one of his hands slips behind your back to unclasp your bra with a flick of his fingers, the other cupping your breast like he’s been dying to touch you all day. “you don’t get to tease me like that, wearin’ this fuckin’ outfit, and then say my name like some innocent little thing. you know exactly what you’re doin’, don’tcha?”

his thumb brushes over your nipple and then his lips follow, placing wet and hot kisses along your breast, sucking gently before biting down to make you gasp.  

“That’s it,” he groans against your skin. “wanna hear all those pretty little sounds you make, baby. fuck, you’ve got me harder than a goddamn rock.”  

he’s saying true because you feel the evidence of that pressing against your core, even through your panties. his free hand slides between your thighs, fingers pressing against the damp fabric and you whimper when he rubs slow circles over your needy clit.  

Stan grins as he pushes the lace aside. “you’re fuckin’ soaked. all this from me touchin’ your tits? jesus, doll, yer even dirtier than i thought.”

his fingers tease your wet entrance, rubbing over your folds before dipping inside, and your head falls against his shoulder, moaning as he pumps them slow and deep.  

“C’mon, baby,” Stanley brushes his lips over your ear as he fucks you with his fingers, his other hand still kneading your breast. “tell me who you belong to. say my name, and i’ll give you everything you want. everything. I’ll fuck you so good.”

you moan his name, digging your nails into his shoulders 

“Yes, that’s it,” his hand moves faster. “gonna make you scream for me, sweetheart. make sure you never forget who you belong to.”

[lustfulslxt]

can you make a fic where reader has a secret tumblr account and she’s a pretty popular writer for the sturniolo fandom (matt fics only). she also happens to be dating mr matthew 🤭🤭🤭

anyway she gets a shit ton of reqs from an account (u can pick the username lol) and PPL EAT THEM UPPP they’re dirty filthy naughty requests. one day she’s on matt’s phone and sees the tumblr app and confronts him ab it and they both figure out the other one’s lil secret 🤭

Mr. Wrinkleton - Matt Sturniolo

warnings : freaky freaky freaky

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Looking through my recent activity, I can't help the wide smile that covers my face. Writing on Tumblr has honestly been so fun and exhilarating. I'm only in the Sturniolo fandom, specifically for Matthew, my boyfriend. I came across this app while I was scrolling through comments on TikTok. Just from the way people were talking about it, I knew it was a NSFW type of ordeal.  Me being me, I was quick to download it. Let's just say, I do not regret it.

After a couple of weeks of browsing through the Sturniolo hashtag, I decided to go ahead and write something of my own. Simply to say, people ate it up. I find joy in writing half imaginative, half true experiences with my boyfriend, and the love I get makes me proud. Nobody knows Matt and I are together, and even if they did, my account is completely anonymous. I would be mortified if it somehow got out. Matt would probably think I'm a freak, and not a good one.

I have a few 'fans' on my account, some that request a lot of fanfictions. There's one in particular that I love, Mr.Wrinkleton. They send in so many good requests, ones that I love fulfilling. They have a very peculiar imagination, some things I'd love to try with Matt, and some I have tried with him. Thinking back on those moments brings a smile to my lips, those were great nights.

As I lay sprawled out on the bed, Matt sits at his desk, buried in his PC, playing the game with his brothers. He has his headset on, so loud that I can hear the commotion from across the room. Saying that, he can't hear my continuous giggling. Tumblr has definitely become my favorite app, my guilty pleasure.

Setting my phone aside, I saunter over to my boyfriend, placing my hands on his shoulders. He slightly jumps, removing his headset from one ear and shooting me a quick glance before directing his eyes back to the screen in front of him.

"What's up, baby?" He asks, his attention solely on the game. "You good?"

I chuckle, shaking my head. "Yeah, I'm fine."

I plant a short kiss on his cheek, rubbing his chin a bit, and walk towards the bedroom door. With my hand on the doorknob, I turn back to him just before he places his headset back over his ear.

"Do you want anything from the kitchen?" I ask him.

"What?" He asks, only shooting me another quick glance. A second later, he's yelling at the game. "Bro, you're trash! That was such an easy kill!"

Simply rolling my eyes, I walk out the room. As I walk down the hall, I can hear Matt calling for me, but I just head into the kitchen to grab something to drink. I grab me a bottle of water and Matt a can of root beer before making my way back to the bedroom. I walk in, softly shutting the door, and place the can of soda in front of Matt. I'm about to head back to the bed when his hand catches my wrist, halting me in place.

"Thank you, gorgeous." He says, kissing my hand. "Sorry, I'm super invested in this. We're doing so good right now."

"It's all good." I say, placing a kiss on his head, then make my way back to the comfort of our sheets.

As I lay back down, ready to pick my phone up and continue with my naughty secrets, Matt's phone, on the nightstand table beside me, flashes with a couple of notifications.

"Matt, your phone." I say, only to be ignored. "Matt?"

He doesn't budge, so I pick his phone up to give to him, only to freeze when I see the icon on his screen. I know that icon all too well. There's absolutely no way, I must be seeing things. I dramatically wipe my eyes, glancing back on the glowing screen. It's definitely the same. I unlock his phone and read the notification.

Tumblr @flowerxbunnie liked your post: "wow."

My jaw drops, shock evident on my face. Without a second thought, I click the notification. Once it loads, my jaw drops even more. It's one of the fanfictions I wrote. I'm so confused. Matt has a Tumblr account? There's no way. I hesitantly click on his profile, and if it were possible, my jaw would quite literally be on the floor.

Mr.Wrinkleton.

Is this real life? Am I imagining things? Have I been spending too much time on Tumblr? I close the app and it's still there. I open the app, going back to his profile, and it's still there. Matt is Mr.Wrinkleton. Matt's been sending me dirty requests to write fanfiction about him.

Before I can even stop myself, I'm shrieking, "Matt!"

His head snaps to me, confusion ridden on his face. He takes his headset off and turns towards me.

"What's wrong?"

I can't even form words, so I hold his phone out. He sets his headset down and walks over to me, completely unaware of why I screamed his name. Once he grabs his phone and glances at the screen, every ounce of color drains from his face. His eyes are wide as he stares down at the opened app on his phone.

He looks up at me, his mouth formed into an 'O' shape. "Oh my god. Uh-"

"You have a Tumblr account." I state, as if we haven't established that.

"You weren't supposed to see that." He cringes, sheepishly rubbing the back of his head. "Did you read any of that?"

"I didn't have to." I say, because I already knew.

That's when I start hysterically laughing. What are the odds? His face suddenly flushes with a deep red color, his eyes still wide, only now from embarrassment. I can't even form any words because of how hard I'm laughing. I just pick up my phone and open my Tumblr app, handing it to him. His eyes read over the screen, before his head snaps over to me and his mouth is wide open again.

"Are you serious?" He asks, "Am I being pranked right now?"

"Matthew!" I laugh, "You're such a freak!"

Getting over the initial shock, he's now laughing with me. "I'm the freak?! You're the one writing everyone's dirtiest fantasies!"

"Everyone -- including you!" I tease, my laughter growing more.

He nudges my shoulder, his face still beet red, "Shut up!"

Once my giggling subsides, I pull him into me. "So, you like that stuff?"

He swallows, whispering, "Yes."

"Which one's your favorite?" I ask him, my tone soft and sultry.

He shakes his head, an embarrassed smile pulling to his lips. "You're gonna laugh at me."

I pull him onto the bed with me, us sitting side by side. I shake my head, "I would never." Receiving a pointed look from him, that causes me to laugh again, I continue, "Okay, that was different. I just never expected that. But I would never laugh at your fantasies. From what you've requested, they're pretty hot."

He bites his lips, looking down at me, his voice low and husky as he speaks, "Um, that so called witchcraft."

My mouth fell open, surprise taking over my features. I can feel the desire growing between my legs. I love that story, specifically that detail. A sly smirk pulls to my lips as I stare at him. I can tell by the cheeky grin on his face that he can read it all over me, I want to recreate it. He nods his head, beckoning me over to him.

"What about your game?" I ask, standing in between his legs.

"What about it? It'll be there tomorrow." He mutters, running his hands up my shirt.

His cold fingertips trail over my skin, causing me to shiver. He holds my shirt up, peppering soft kisses along my stomach, his tongue trailing in between his lips. His hands run along my back, easily finding the clasp to my bra and unbuckling it. In one swift motion, he pulls my shirt over my head and lets my bra slide down my arms, onto the floor. The cool air hits my nipples, hardening them instantly.

"Such perfect tits." He mumbles, taking them in his hands, massaging them.

"Love your hands on me, baby." I softly moan, indulging in the way he touches me so effortlessly.

He continues groping my boobs and begins kissing all over my stomach, and up my chest. He sticks his tongue out and drags it between the valley of my breasts, causing me to pull my bottom lip between my teeth to minimize the noises threatening to escape. My hands tangle in his hair, softly tugging every so often.

"You don't understand the power you have over me." He groans against my skin, his hands gliding down my body. "Every little thing you do drives me absolutely insane."

A soft moan leaves my mouth at his words. His hands go around to my ass, squeezing my cheeks through my shorts, massaging them in circles. He grabs the waistband of my bottoms and swiftly pulls them down, leaving me in nothing but my panties. His hands trail up my legs, rubbing them from the outside in. The closer he gets to my core, the more desperate I become. The outside of his hand firmly presses against my clothed center as he grazes along my thigh, and I'm suddenly very aware of the damp patch in the cotton fabric.

"Always so easy to get you going." He says, his voice holding a rasp to it.

All that leaves my mouth are small, breathy moans as he continues putting pressure right where I need him. He suddenly stands up, now towering over me. One of his hands wrap around my throat, his other hand full of ass, and he yanks me into him. His lips slam against mine in a hot and needy kiss. Our teeth clash as our lips surround one another, then he shoves his tongue in my mouth, exploring every nook and cranny.

It's always so easy to get lost in his kiss. He never fails to make me feel like I'm floating on clouds, whether it be soft and delicate or wet and sloppy, like right now. It's as if he's sucking my breath from me, and I'm left in a hazy daze, high from the feeling he bestows upon me. Time seems to be standing still around us. After a moment, he pulls away, both of us breathless, strings of saliva connecting our mouths.

"God, I can't wait to make a mess of you." He whispers, his warm breath fanning my face.

He plants a few more kisses on my lips, pulling away to remove his shirt. I gently tug on the waistband of his sweats, indicating I want them off, to which he obliges and strips from them. His hand comes to my face, connecting our mouths once again, his other hand guiding me onto the bed, never breaking our kiss once. He straddles my legs; I can feel his hard on pressing into me. There's only two layers of clothing preventing us from succumbing to our needs, and I know it's only a matter of time before they're lying on the floor with the rest of the discarded items.

Matt pulls away from my mouth, his going straight to my boobs. His lips envelop my nipple, sucking and taking turns between the two. The sensation from his warm, wet mouth on me has me clenching around nothing. Desperate for more, I reach down and grab at his constricted erection. I can feel him throbbing under my touch, and knowing he wants me as bad as I want him turns me to putty.

"Matt." I moan as he grinds his hips against mine, his dick adding much needed pressure to my core.

"Haven't even done anything yet, and you're already a mess under me." He tsks, smirking. "Don't worry, baby. I'm gonna give you what you want."

Without another word, he pulls his boxers down and places his dick on my pussy. He moves back and forth, rubbing over the soaked fabric. My eyes roll to the back of my head as he brushes over my clit, and I can feel myself practically oozing juices. He pulls my panties to the side and continues gliding his dick through my glistening folds.

"So wet and warm for me." He moans.

"All for you. Only you." I agree, my hands gripping the sheets.

Suddenly, he pulls away, causing me to whine at the loss of friction and warmth he provided. He quickly pulls down my panties, throwing them across the room. Sliding up and down my folds a few more times, he's slowly sinking into me. He tosses his head back, a groan emitting from his throat. I squeeze my eyes shut from the pleasure, subconsciously clenching around him.

Placing a hand on my stomach, he starts thrusting in and out, his speed increasing with every stroke. I can't help the moans that fall from my lips, my entire body overcome with ecstasy. He always knows how to make me feel so good. His hand travels up my torso, applying just the right amount of pressure as he goes. His fingers hook into my open mouth, pulling my jaw down, almost as if he was using me as leverage. The moans coming out of me are now broken and muffled seeing as my mouth is now stuffed with his fingers. I take advantage of this and wrap my lips around them, my tongue sliding all around them as I harshly suck.

He bites his lip, suppressing a loud moan, "Fuck. You make me wanna do very dirty things to you."

"What's stopping you?" I moan as his thrusts grew fiercer.

He instantly leans back from me and lifts my legs over his shoulders. He places his hands beside me to hold himself up as he starts drilling into me. The sound of skin slapping echoes around the room, and you can hear how wet I am. He's reaching places only he's ever been, leaving my legs quivering atop of him. My hands grip onto his biceps, my fingernails digging into his skin, surely leaving crescent shapes behind. One of his hands travels between my legs, rubbing fast circles into my clit, causing me to spasm beneath him.

"Oh god." I whine, feeling the intense knot build in my abdomen.

With my repeated clenching around him, his thrusts grow sloppy, and I can tell he's close. Lewd moans leave both of our mouths, our states of mind clouded with bliss. A throaty groan emits from him, before he quickly pulls out and releases his hot load all over my pussy. It feels so good, especially when he rubs his tip over my clit, then pushes back into me.

He only got a few more pumps in when he pulls out with a hiss, "Touch yourself."

I eagerly do as he says, my fingers easily finding my center. Once I come in contact with his cum, I drag my fingers through it, spreading it into my folds. My fingers brush over my clit, causing me to convulse with pleasure. I rub my clit in slow circles, enjoying the feeling of his seed all over me. Gathering more of his nut, I plunge two fingers into my entrance with a loud moan.

Matt's gaze hasn't left me this entire time, his dead eyes full of lust. I notice him repeatedly lick his lips, as if he wants to dive in and devour me, watch me come undone on his tongue. I fuck my fingers into my pussy, eliciting pornographic moans from me. Like he can't take it anymore, Matt removes me hand and replaces it with his own. Two of his fingers pumping in and out of me while his thumb rubs my clit. My entire body is shaking underneath him. He always knew how to make me feel good, better than I ever could. He knows my body inside and out, knowing exactly what to do to make me unravel. And sure enough, the pressure building in my stomach grows until it ruptures.

"Oh, my fucking god." I moan out, my back arching from the bed as I release onto his hand.

He continues fucking his fingers into me a few more times, before pulling out, "Such a pretty sight."

I am spent. Falling back into the bed, I attempt to catch my breath. Watching Matt with tired eyes, I see him slip his two fingers into his mouth, sucking our mix of fluids off. He leans over me and takes me in for a deep kiss, his tongue sliding all over mine, our blended concoction melting into my mouth. I can't help but moan into the kiss.

He then collapses next to me, immediately pulling me into him. "How about whenever we have something new in mind that we want to try, we just give it a shot rather than searching for it in fiction?"

"Agreed." I breathe, weakening into his embrace. 

Thank god for Tumblr. 

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a/n : quick shoutout to my baby for the witchcraft idea 🫶🏼🫶🏼 enjoy, love u bunches xx

[t1ts-4-donaldson]

Okayy what do u think something each of the three(tash art pat, individually) are secretly into.. could be sexual or not

Guilty pleasures ig

Oooo I had to think hard about this it never crossed my mind surprisingly I got carried away too NSFW:

Patrick: hate fucking for the win is generally into feral sex, ripping into each other, cussing one another out likes to antagonize you and wants the same energy back. I think he likes a brat someone to dominate until they can’t form coherent sentences “my fucked out slut” ramming his hips into your core you can barely think squeezing your mouth open and spitting on your tongue and tbh will just do it on your face smearing it across your mouth and cheek, face fucking till your choking on his dick squeezing his thighs trying not to tap out.

Patrick is aloof but adores you. I don’t think he’s ever tried to be the best boyfriend before you, strictly into one night stands and month long situationships also giving into whatever woman his parents want him to date next until he fucks them over out of spite but he wants to do better when he meets you, is in your space all the time, he’s messy, always in your space, he ends up desiring intimacy calling you late at night aching for comfort only you can provide

Art: I think he’s a sweetheart in every sense of the word, gifts and flowers before most dates, dotes on you whenever you feel like shit (massages, cuddles, will happily validate your feelings agreeing to everything you’re saying even if you’re wrong) craves pleasing you wants to be your good boy.. and I think he is kind of a switch sexually in the sense of wanting to care for his partner fulfill their needs and not feeling satisfied until they’re met but also likes to be babied wanting you to love him until he’s brought to tears.

Then the other side of the coin wanting to wreck them fucking them like no tomorrow especially when shit hits the fan, he’s on the verge of snapping after terrible tennis tournament or feels emasculated especially around Patrick and wants to be dominated he’s your dumb baby that needs to be used and humbled (breeding kink too that man wants a big family).

Tashi: hard dom all the way, you’ve seen her dictating Art she’s does the same to you, setting schedules and specific regimens for you to follow (meals you should eat, when to exercise, time to focus on your goals) insisting that she knows what’s best for you, punishments inside when you don’t reach her standards but absolutely amazing at aftercare she needs you to know how much she appreciates you even if you step out of line in her eyes. Will give you anything you want, you make a comment about how beautiful an Hermes bag is while passing the store she’s automatically buying it for you, notices you scrolling through your favorite fast food restaurant menu she already knows your order delivering it asap.

I feel like she gets off on watching you fuck someone else, controlling the entire situation who does what and when to cum. She’s possessive but isn’t opposed to group sex as long as she’s in charge

[cxvii666]

hiiiiiii tennn i would love to get a matchup, so

name: Lena

age: 18

pronouns; she/her

sexual orientiation: straight

guilty pleasure trope: best friends to lovers oh my days, orrr best fwb catching feelings

fandom: bnha or jjk (whatever u feel like tbh but i really wanna know both so just (if you want to ofc) mention the other matchup from the fandom you dont choose )

fav first date: on the couch eating takeout and watching a movie

favorite album: either requiem by keshi or preachers daughter by ethel cain

screen time: 10h (dont slander me plsss im in pharm school (also i skipped a year in school and we dont have to take an undergrad degree to start pharmacy in my country) (the 18 looks so sus im crying) and take notes on my ipad)

current status of my love life: nonexistant tbh (i lowk have a one sided crush on the tall loser with glasses in my course tho)

“your perfect match is...”

... YUUTA OKKOTSU

“been waiting all this time for you to take your turn,”

wc: 580

"you're literally gonna break the- oh my god..."

"you saying i'm gonna break it is stressing me out more."

"i'm stressing you out? how can you- STOP STOP STOP."

yuuta places the yellow lego brick down with a sigh, clearly frustrated. you’d been at it for almost an 20 minutes at this point. you’d caught him sat in the common area surrounded by pastel coloured lego pieces attempting to build what looked like a flower, or something to that degree, without instructions. you’re not really sure where he got it from, and you can tell he has no idea what he was doing. you had noticed his struggle, and when you questioned him, his answers had been so vague and cryptic, you weren’t sure if he was deliberately avoiding giving you details or if he genuinely didn’t know what was going on. and when you’d offered your assistance, his ears burned pink, and he nodded silently.

for someone so smart yuuta was adorably clueless, his face scrunches in concentration as he stares at the half-built structure in front of him, his eyes squinting in that way he always did when he was trying to solve something difficult. "well, if you're just gonna sit here and yell at me then-"

"then what? do you want me to go?" your eyebrows raise, and you mock stand up and pretend to look around for your stuff.

yuuta pouts, expression softening, his eyebrow creasing adorably, as he reaches out and grabs your arm gently, holding you in place "...no."

you swallow as you look down to where his long fingers are wrapped around yours. you wait for him to let go, to break the tension, but he doesn’t. instead, you meet his gaze, there’s a tenderness swirling in his eyes something almost magnetic in the depth of his eyes— a tenderness, a softness that makes your chest tighten.

“please stay,” he whispers gently.

you feel your heart skip, and You relax back into the couch, facing burning as you look away. there’s something, something unspoken, like a weird current in the air, or an invisible gravitational force pulling you in. yuuta doesn’t realise how attractive he is, or how his presence affects you, but you know you feel it. the way his wide, bambi eyes are trained on you, his gaze full of sincerity, makes it impossible to focus on anything else.

you cough gently, trying to shake off the heavy tension, “pass me the pink one.”

he wordlessly obeys dropping contact, his cheeks flushing profusely, yuuta’s shocked at his own boldness. he watches you shyly out of his peripheral as you start assembly the head of the flower. you instruct him gently and he assists you when you need it.

within five minutes the lego lotus flowers are finished displayed on the table.

you smile self-satisfied and flourish, “all finished!” when yuuta doesn’t reply you continue, “they’re actually really pretty, aren’t they?”

the silence is choking and before you can get up to go back to your room, he picks up one of the stems and places it into your palm. he swallows when he looks up at you with those beautiful dark eyes and you nearly melt right into his hand.

 “i want you to keep it.”

both of you miss gojo in the doorway watching the two of you interact with a soft smile of his face, after all, no one’s allowed to take youth away from young people.

hi lena ik youve been waiting for me patiently so much loveee 😛 10 hours is crazy but pharm skl is even crazier, i hope ur enjoying your weekend and you enjoy this one too xx

[hunterwritesstuff]

Anyways, here's the thing without Rubberhose. Doing it out of the kindness of my heart even though it wasn't specified. Under cut, yada yada, minors don't fucking read.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex): He checks up on his partner after, making sure he didn't go too rough, stuff like that! Definitely makes tea for them after!

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s): His favorite part of his body is his hands! He loves that he's lucky enough to be able to hold his lover's hand and that he's able to make his lover feel good with them :) His favorite part of his partner is his horns, he KNOWS how sensitive they are and he just. LOVES to tease him by rubbing them :3

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically): Seeing his partner's face an absolute mess after sucking him off always gets him going.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs): He's willing to let his partner top him :D

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?): He's pretty experienced, I like to think.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying): Missionary, basic it may be, but it works just fine for him :) Also uhhh Mating pres-

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.): He tries to be serious, but sometimes, a giggle slips out.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.): Fairly well groomed

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect): He's constantly making sure his partner is enjoying themselves as much as he is :)

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon): One of his guilty pleasures is using one of his partner's pillows as an aid for jacking off

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks): He loves seeing how his warden voice causes his partner to fold like a lawn chair, he definitely has a size difference kink, and voice kink :)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do): Bedroom, but he isn't above fucking his partner into his desk.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going): Getting his horns touched, getting his wings touched(I hc that he got them from his momma), getting his ass grabbed, his chest being touched.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs): Anything bodily fluid related, knifeplay, stuff along those lines.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.): He LOVES seeing his partner going down on him, shit drives him nuts.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.): He starts off slow and sensual, but the more riled up he gets, the faster and rougher he gets.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.): He's fine with them, he'll invite his partner over for them every so often.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.): He's definitely willing to experiment.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?): He can go for quite a while, yeah.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?): He has this one toy he uses to get his partner riled up :)

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease): He loves teasing his partner until it begs him to rail them :)

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.): He's pretty quiet, mostly making soft grunts and groans.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character): He has a dick piercing due to a dare.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes): I like to think he's big down there-

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?): Pretty high sex drive.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards): His favorite activity afterwards is to just. snuggle up with his partner, curl up around them, and just. sleep together...

[blixabargelds]

I was watching Ghost Adventures (guilty pleasure) and the frankiefic brain rot kicked in. Anything you can spill about the sftd boys? (No pressure of course) And do you believe in paranormal stuff at all? Have you been to any famous haunts even just for funsies? I’ve been to a few and they just make me sad but the aesthetics are nice. Anyways sorry to ramble your internet ear off! I hope you’re doing well and end the year on a good note! <3

hiii omg what a fun question thank youuu!! i love ghost adventures listen i like to think of sftd bucky as a smarter, sexier zak bagans. in fact they’ve for sure met and bucky found him insufferable but probably hard to stop talking to lmao

hmmm what can i spill about them hehe umm i can tell you some stuff coming up in chapter two 😈

john gets freaked out by something they see on their camcorder and tests its reliability afterwards in a very unprofessional way

they realise they’re in a signal dead spot

gale’s traumatic upbringing becomes more relevant (no his daddy was not just a guy who got drunk and sometimes violent)

john is failing at quitting smoking again

gale starts acting a lillll unlike himself !!

of courseee i believe in the paranormal! when i was about 7 years old there was something very unsettled in my bedroom which lead to the scariest thing that’s ever happened to me which was definitely not caused by a living human. my current house is haunted too. one of my best friends has very strong clairvoyance in their family. i don’t believe in ghost hunting shows, which is why i wanted to write something starting from the perspective that they’re obviously fake, but i do believe in ghosts and spirits very much. i think that not only do some souls cling onto this world but i also think this world clings onto them sometimes. it’s the same reason that i get a sick sort of euphoric feeling going out into the middle of the woods like there’s always something there you know. i don’t think science and paranormal/ spiritual beliefs have to be so one or the other. ive always held the view that science fiction simply predates fact (this is actually a pretty big reason i both spiralled with hypomanic delusions in october and found it hard to explain after that i still somewhat held the same beliefs, making it hard to convince my care team that i was feeling less manic fkhfkfj). like at one point everything we know to be scientifically proven now was a hair-brained theory so to rule out the idea of the paranormal when it’s not been proven or disproven yet is nuts to me.

i haven’t ever visited a place just because it’s claimed to be famously haunted. i actually don’t have much interest in doing so for some reason. i have been to a few famously haunted places, mostly just for history tourism reasons. i’ve been to the tower of london, which definitely felt unsettled but that could have just been the imposing nature of it lol, bodmin jail which i think was pretty dull, woodchester mansion which i didn’t notice any feeling at but i would really recommend going to because it’s a beautiful heritage site and does so much for bat species protection! the only famous haunted place i’ve been to that really creeped me out was the hms belfast. i stayed on it overnight as part of a school trip when i was about 15 and i didn’t sleep at all. really horrible feeling the whole time i was on it it was just dread. in the most part though ive had far more paranormal experiences and feelings in just ordinary places.

this is me rambling your ear off now!!! but thank u sm for the opportunity hehe i love my ghostie au boys and i love talking about ghosts in general weee i’ll welcome any excuse to go on about either! <333

[gothushi]

I have seen some sexy head canons for our Newbon boys, but we need one for shits and giggles. What are their ball grooming habits like?

okay this one caught my attention….

honestly u say this is for shits and giggles but good god am i drooling thinking about this

the options are either no trim at all, tamed trim, or consistently shaved.

i think rob, ernst and seb don’t trim like.. at all. rob doesn’t gaf, ernst just… hadn’t learnt to, nor had seb/seb doesn’t rly care either. rob looooves watching u bury ur nose in his pubes, against his pubic bone whilst ur deepthroating him, watching ur drool spill all over and make him all wet. seb’s the same way, surprising himself with how much he likes that sight, but i get the feeling he would sometimes trim up a bit too. when u first peg him he completely shaves clean though. ernst just hadn’t.. had the ability to shave properly and was never worried abt it on the island. i bet though that once he’s integrated back home and stuff he’ll let u help trim him up or even shave clean.

simon, charlie, father anthony and hook all groom themselves well, keeps themselves trimmed up nicely but not fully bare. father anthony and hook both do so bc they take good care of their beards, hence that transfers down south, but they don’t like the smooth feeling of being completely shaven clean. simon and charlie both often let it all grow out bc they’re just so busy with stuff until they can trim again, but both of them will often let u help them. this often ends in their dick aching hard bc ur on ur knees.. safe to say u fuck in the shower

nikolai, luke and quinten all love feeling all smooth and soft. luke more so bc he gets all sweaty during practice/games, just prefers how it feels compared to a full bush. nikolai likes to keep himself groomed and bare all the time, maybe just the slightest prickle grows but he never lets it get much longer than that. quinten would have to learn himself how to shave, eventually u help, but his guilty pleasure is being able to play w his soft balls and rub on the smooth skin, makes him tremble.

[elibunn]

9 people you want to know

thank you so much @azaisya for the tag!!!! i love these kinda posts

three ships: i am so deep in dnd that my first two are automatically garnetxvalerius (current partner) and garnetxafvari (past partner who’s super dead). i love them so much they’re so good and i love them. i suppose after that tbh probably klance they’re my guilty pleasure i was a voltron fan (unfortunately)

first ship: my first ship that i can recall is defo haruhixtamaki from ohsch, it was my first anime and was a big part of what got me into art actually bc i drew an insane amount of fanart of them 0 0

last song: “i need to meet richard dreyfuss” from “i wanna meet richard dreyfuss” by gabriel gundacker. 10/10 would recommend that whole album is a masterpiece

last movie: long legs! saw it a few weeks ago and while i adored the main character and the score i wish it had done a better job of living up to the hype that the advertising and trailers gave it :/

currently reading: a book my friend wrote called “the rites of iron: the trials of gnash”!!!! he dms the campaign i’m in currently and i love his writing so dearly.

currently watching: gravity falls, watching it as a write this baybeeee (if fallen into a pit please help me i keep watching it on repeat)

currently eating: not currently but i had mac n cheese for dinner! leftover bc i try not to let food go to waste

currently craving: i am quite literally always craving ice cream, specifically blue bell’s homemade vanilla flavor, it is the sexiest vanilla ice cream in existence i love it so much.

truly 0 stress if u don’t wanna do this!!!

@coveofmadness @yamikuruku @cryiling @hugoodraws

[piotrtymcio]

Wanderer

Canon EOS 200D, Tair 300mm f/4.5

[EN] I don’t want to jinx it, but I think I’m getting better—at least, I am. Tymon, on the other hand, woke up with a fever today. Three weeks at home, four days in preschool. Brutal.

I won’t go into all the symptoms and how they’ve changed over time. This week is a total loss photography-wise, and the weekend will probably be spent resting—if not entirely in bed, then at least focused on recovery.

Since I’m not doing much anyway, I started catching up on my Netflix backlog.

Cobra Kai sometimes goes so hard on the cheese that it’s painful. But I’m still devouring it like a true ‘90s kid. This show is tailor-made for boomers like me. I’m about to finish the final season, and I’m not even trying to predict what else might happen. I’m just rolling with all the absurdities. The character transformations are fun to watch, and the writing is surprisingly strong.

So many old franchises have been resurrected over the years, and most flopped. Cobra Kai somehow nailed it—original actors, fresh new characters, constant plot twists. Sure, you have to squint a little and take it all with a grain of salt, but the nostalgia flows. And the new characters? They’re actually likable. They managed to weave a ton of personal storylines into one cohesive arc.

I have a feeling the ending will be peak melodrama, with every villain somehow getting redeemed. But I need to see what they’ve come up with. As far as entertainment goes, this show is top-tier.

So yeah, that’s the one upside to being sick—I can finally binge the last season of a show that’s been waiting for me for months. And there are still a few guilty pleasure titles in my backlog, just waiting for my next infection.

If I believed in conspiracy theories, I’d say streaming services are spreading the flu to keep people glued to their screens longer. 😉

[PL] Nie chcę zapeszać, ale chyba idzie ku dobremu – przynajmniej u mnie. Tymon wstał dziś rano z gorączką. Trzy tygodnie w domu, cztery dni w przedszkolu. Masakra.

Nie będę tu opisywał wszystkich towarzyszących mi objawów i zmian na przestrzeni czasu. Fotograficznie tydzień spisany na straty, weekend pewnie też przeleżę – nawet jeśli nie całkowicie, to jednak czas na regenerację.

Z okazji, że i tak nic nie robię, zacząłem nadrabiać zaległości netflixowe.

Cobra Kai potrafi polecieć takim kiczem, że aż słabo się robi. Mimo wszystko łykam to dzielnie, jako dziecko wychowane w latach dziewięćdziesiątych. To serial wymierzony w takiego boomera jak ja. Za chwilę skończę ostatni sezon. Nie próbuję nawet zgadywać, co tam jeszcze może się wydarzyć – przyjmuję wszystkie głupotki i niedorzeczności. Cieszę się, oglądając przemiany, jakie przechodzą bohaterowie. Wszystko jest bardzo dobrze napisane. Cholera, mnóstwo filmów zostało odgrzanych po latach, a mało który spełnił oczekiwania. Tu udało się to znaleźć – oryginalni aktorzy z przed lat, zupełnie nowe postacie, historia, która zaskakuje co chwilę. Nawet jeśli trzeba zmrużyć oczy i brać to wszystko z dystansem, to sentyment leje się hektolitrami. Nowe postacie da się lubić – ile udało się całkiem zgrabnie wykreować? Ile wątków osobistych układa się w jedną całość? Mam wrażenie, że końcówka będzie pompatyczna do bólu i ułaskawiająca wszystkie czarne charaktery serii. Zżera mnie ciekawość, co oni tam sobie wymyślili. W kategorii rozrywki to jest mistrzostwo świata.

No! Taki jest plus tego całego chorowania – na spokojnie mogę wchłonąć ostatni sezon serialu, który czeka na mnie już parę miesięcy. A jeszcze jest parę innych tytułów w kategorii guilty pleasure, które czekały na moją infekcję. Gdybym wierzył w spiskowe teorie, to powiedziałbym, że serwisy streamingowe rozsiewają grypę, by przywiązać ludzi do telewizorów na dłużej. ;)

[toffeelemon]

GET TO KNOW ME🤩

thank u for tagging me @skibasyndrome 🫶🏼

do you make your bed?

not ever since i read somewhere that leaving your sheets uncovered is actually good for airing it out and reducing lice risk sksk (excuses). i would if i’m a guest / at my parents’ though

what's your favourite number?

0 is pretty neat

what is your job?

an architect - in training sksksk (for the past SEVEN years but any day now guys) would very rarely self describe as a MuLtiDisCiPLinArY artist/writer/researcher if i’m feeling like a wanker or trying to impress wankers

if you could go back to school, would you?

constantly entertaining the idea of a useless phd sksks - mostly for the gender neutral title and the most distance from capitalism to be honest

can you parallel park?

no. i can only shuffle in if it’s a space for 2 cars sksk i literally used to circle the block endlessly when waiting for family to grocery shop instead of parking if there’s no 2 spaces for me to pull into

a job you had that would surprise people?

i’m not sure i have anything surprising. i sold car magazines at a book fair and i will not elaborate.

do you think aliens are real?

yes. and they’re purposefully not making themselves known to humans because they don’t wanna touch this clusterfuck with a ten feet pole

can you drive a manual car?

never ❤️ city gay refusing to drive forever😗✌🏼

what's your guilty pleasure?

pimple popping videos or in general mildly gross “satisfying” videos sksksk. i would binge until i get sick and delete them from my history so i don’t have to see any more suggested once i got my fill

tattoos?

2! 🦈🪼

favorite color?

pink and blue. i like most pinks, like them less the more purple they get, i like pastel blues and navy blues but the bright saturated ones in between not as much

favorite type of music?

i’m a pop girlie through and through - almost exclusively listen to queer and/or poc artists now. i like hyperpop, pop punk, indie pop

do you like puzzles?

i used to do so much with my mum and got pretty insane over it (like 1000 pieces sets) but not as much now

any phobias?

hmm i don’t have much Irrational fear - one would be i Hate the idea of having my back exposed i always have to sleep with my back to the wall

favorite childhood sport?

Loathe sports. i loved ice skating and it’s one of the few things i quit against my will and in another life i would’ve been a figure skater

do you talk to yourself?

ever since i’m not living with any family i need to check whether i still speak my mother tongue every now and then sksk

what movies do you adore?

i keep going back to ghibli films. my absolute favourite is howl’s moving castle

coffee or tea?

i don’t drink coffee.

first thing you wanted to be growing up?

studio ghibli animator🥹 also wanted to write full time. play orchestral percussion full time

tagging @prince-simon @cloudywilmon @ungaroyals @aro-of-artemis @angelbabysimon @tooindecisivetopickaurl

[umgirldog]

Would love to hear your general thoughts on Buffy! Favorite characters, episodes, seasons, ships!!

omg anon this is the question of my dreams I’ve been dying to talk about this

I have a hard time choosing order of favourite characters or anything, they’re all phenomenal, but big three for me are probably Tara, Buffy, and Willow. (Honorable mention to Oz i love werewolves and cool dudes) I think I could make whole essay posts about each of them so I won’t elaborate too much, but Tara and Willow respectively are wonderful characters, I find myself aligned with those two the most, and Buffy is a stellar protagonist and fashion icon, SMG and the cast made the show what it is, Joss aside (do we like him?)

(That said I actually have a picture of Faith in my wallet for when I go out as a reminder to never let my standards fall. Otherwise I switch it out for a picture of Tara and Willow so that I’m always ready to fight for something. Kidding. Kinda)

It’s been a while since I watched the earlier seasons but one of my favourites was 4x10 Hush. According to actors it was once of the hardest eps to film, but I love the monsters. They terrify me and their freaky little henchmen are godawful I love it. (Also brownie points for Tara and Willow content teehee) Once More With Feeling and The Wish are also close runner-ups, and I’m sure there’s more it’s just been like a year since I started watching - for that reason I also don’t think I could accurately rank seasons YET. I have the first 5 seasons on DVD and I plan to rewatch tho…

As for ships I love love love Tara and Willow more than anything, my guilty pleasure is Buffy and Faith, otherwise I just got into the fandom side of everything cause I was trying to stay away from spoilers! So recs to fics, comics, fan stuff and less known canon stuff whatnot is totally welcome and appreciated!

Thank u for the question I am totally psyched to get into the fandom more and wanna hear other ppls opinions too :o) lmk ur fav eps so I can plan a chaotic rewatch while I find a DVD player :oP

[subskz]

One more Hannie ask for the soul bc... yk why not

Yes, Han always wants a kiss; a big ole smooch if you will... but yk one other habit of his?

Randomly sticking his tongue out.

Now, it's got the little critter on the wheel running my brain going and thinking abt him with just a huge oral fixation; OH PUPPYBOY HANJI (instant thought that popped into my head at that moment oh bother)

Dumb pup who is just eager to please; him eating you out but kicking his legs like so:

(Literally idk how to describe that action, but you get the idea)

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Heyyy, hope alls been well Rin :) i'm getting my first tattoo on the fifth so I'm stoked for that.

I'm personally writing my own larger skz college au that may or may not ever see the light of day (i have not written a single word of it, but the lore building is there) so we are having fun with that lmao

Now... I'm curious (and nosey) if you like any other kpop groups or have some other faves besides the resident babygirls.?

(I can't even make a: "I've never seen Changbin and Me in the same room" joke bc I have been in the same area, lmao; that being said... 👀 who's to say)

thank you for providing for the hannielovers amidst this chan frenzy 🙏 you pointing out how often he sticks his tongue out is an extremely distressing piece of information for me…i fear jisung is never beating the oral fixation allegations

he really is just like a puppy waiting for his treat he lets it hang all the way out, it’s so cute 😭 kicking his feet while eating you out has gotta be the most hannie thing i’ve ever heard in my life oh my god…he gets to satisfy his need to work his mouth and please you in the process!! i think he’d absolutely be the type to get so turned on while giving head that he ends up grinding against the mattress without even realizing it

thank u for checking my dearest pink! it’s been a bit of a busy week but i’m doing well, i hope u are too <3 and a tattoo HELLOO that’s so exciting!! can i ask what ur planning on getting? (if you’d rather keep it private ofc no worries 💗) i hope ur appointment goes as smoothly and painlessly as possible!!

AND WHAT’S THIS? 🫢 that makes me so happy to hear omg please let me know if you decide to share it!! you know i will be first in line to eat up that good soup 🍽 i’m glad ur having fun w it hehe college aus are a guilty pleasure of mine, they’re always a blast~

hmm skz are the only group i’ve ever been invested in, but i do listen to a few other casually!! mostly loona, day6, and itzy (i think wonpil and chaeryeong are super cute) and i know very little abt her, but wonyoung from ive is so pretty too ♡ how abt you!

LMFAO in that case there may be some cloning activity going on here…i’m onto you!! don’t tell me you’ve been lying all this time and your birthday was august 11th instead of march 11th 😽

[dragonmarquise]

Bro i love reading your brc headcanons, do you have more about the futurism and eclipse crew members that date each other? I think i saw it mentioned in one of your posts and the idea lives in my head rent free

Ahhh thank you!! ;u; And I have a few for them! Maybe not as extensive as my other BRC ships but still.

Before I get into headcanons, just want give a shoutout again to this awesome art by @monkiinart which inspired me to ship these two in the first place! ;u;

So then, the two particular characters here, at least for my headcanons, are Nyx (FUTURISM spring palette, joins BRC in the post game) and Aquila (Eclipse summer palette, the one with dark brown hair).

First, the set up for them dating:

Nyx decided to just be blunt and asked Aquila for her number. Aquila of course thinks it’s just a trap, with the two of them being on rival crews and all. She challenges Nyx to a series of score challenges, five in a row, but is genuinely impressed when Nyx manages to nail all of them!

A quick script-thing of part of their exchange after Nyx finishes the challenges:

Nyx: So, am I getting those digits or what? Aquila: Still hoping for that, huh? You’re either very brave or very stupid. Nyx: Why not both?

That actually gets a laugh out of Aquila, and she figures, fine, why the hell not. They start texting/calling each other, and eventually go on dates, and then the rest is history!

And now other random bits:

Not quite related to them as a couple I think? But Aquila is femme and Nyx is butch, just saying. :u

At first, Nyx was pretty flustered around Aquila on their dates, partially in a “Holy crap I’m actually dating her now, what the hell do I do” kind of way. Which contrasts a lot with her usual calm and confident personality! Even after a while of dating, Nyx is still sometimes flustered around her girlfriend. Aquila herself doesn’t mind, she thinks it’s cute and will say as much. Which makes Nyx even more flustered most of the time, lol

Aquila does yoga and has gotten Nyx into it too. Nyx has also been getting Aquila more into video games, she’s found she enjoys turn-based RPGs the most.

Nyx tends to be snarky with others, even to friends and people she respects like DJ Cyber. Aquila is the only person to whom Nyx drops the snark. Likewise, Aquila is usually fairly dismissive of others outside of Eclipse, especially any rival writers, but with Nyx she’s genuinely respectful and kind. Not to mention they’re both very loving towards each other!

Favorite guilty pleasure for both of them is watching cheesy rom coms and romantic dramas together!

Aquila’s day job is as the director of a science museum in New Amsterdam. She loves it and often brings up science topics while she’s on dates with Nyx, like new research projects and discoveries across a whole bunch of science fields. She’s really happy with how Nyx is interested in this stuff too and can keep up with her.

Though, sometimes Nyx has to look up a ton of stuff afterward to get a better understanding of certain things they talk about. Usually with topics that she isn’t already familiar with. But hey, she gets through it for her girlfriend!!

Aquila has been meaning to try out cooking new recipes and stuff, but she would often put it off. Now that she’s dating Nyx, she has encouragement for cooking more, plus a taste tester for new recipes!

I mentioned in the FUTURISM post that Nyx sometimes gets into little prank wars with Cueball. She does “pranks” on Aquila too, but instead of like, scary or annoying pranks, it’s more like hiding positive and lovey-dovey notes for Aquila to find~

I think that’s about all I have… for now! If I end up brainstorming more stuff, I’ll either add them here or make a new separate post. :D