#casually....real Real cool...so...do you enjoy pleasure?

[gonzodangerfeels]

Well the weird map of eons which makes no sense to me to this day does say something about that.

🥺.....I would like to see you in some studded leather though.

[rhaeheartzsquirrelz]

Handsy Vika

Sevika x Female Reader.

Your girlfriend loves your chest.

(Head Cannons || Smut + Fluff)

MEN DO NOT FUCKING INTERACT!!!

Cw: Nipple play. Reader doesn’t have a specific chest size, but do they bounce?? idk if thats like.. IDK. 🤷🏽‍♀️

Not Proofread || Note: HAPPY NEW YEARS AAYYY!!! 🥳

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Sevika’s more of the handsy type.

She likes having her grip on things. Whether it’s holding your hand, tapping your ass, wrapping an arm around your waist or even your hips, she likes having you in her grasp— she likes the silent marking of her territory. Letting everyone know you’re hers and only hers.

One thing, however, that gets her attention more than anything else is your chest. She likes how plump your breasts look, how they’re just screaming for her to touch; for her hands.

She doesn’t have a specific type in how big her girlfriend’s boobs should be. But, as they say, the more the merrier.

She enjoys the view of your cleavage. She could stare at it for hours, really. The sight of you in a low cut top makes her hands itch for a poke, a squeeze even.

Even sitting in her lap at The Last Drop she has to hold back the urge to get a brush of a touch. It’s like there’s this invisible force pulling her hand to your chest.

One thing she’ll never admit is that she actually enjoys watching you walk around. She gets lewd thoughts just watching your breasts slightly bounce up and down.

We all know Sevika’s pretty damn protective, but it’s heightened whenever she sees someone’s eyes lingering a millisecond too long on the exposed skin of your chest. She knows you’re pretty, and pretty things attract attention, but that doesn’t mean she likes it. You’re her pretty thing, not some lost diamond waiting to be claimed.

What about when no one else is around? When it’s just the two of you in your shared apartment? When she can do whatever she wants to you?

Watching you walk around with your tight tank top turns her on. More than you’d ever expect.

It’s the way you’re so casually making your way towards the kitchen for a cup of water that gets her heart rate spiling. It’s the way your damn breasts look, all round and soft, that gets her mouth watering.

After trying her best to hold back, your girlfriend will call you over, feigning loneliness and luring you into her lap. And, undoubtedly, you never say no. Not even when her finger runs up and down your stomach, inching closer to your bra. How could you say no to pleasure?

She’ll sweet talk in your ear, whispering dirty little words about your breasts all the while cupping them under your shirt.

“My baby has really soft tits.” Yes, she calls them tits. “You’re harder than before, y’like this?” She’s referring to your hardened nipples. “What if I just?..” and she’ll give you a pinch and a hard pull.

Sometimes what turns her on further is pulling your shirt over your chest, not taking it off but only moving it. Sevika doesn’t understand why she thinks it’s so much more hotter, but all she knows is that she enjoys it.

Kissing your neck with her dark lips while twisting your nipples inbetween her fingers is one way to start it off. She’ll occasionally give them soft squeezes, pushing them together and, as embarrassing as it is for you, poke them and watch them recoil.

All you can do is shiver and moan. The cool metal of her mech hand always makes it harder to focus, especially when she slides it down, under your shorts, and presses it against your clit. It’s a sensation you can’t get enough of, can’t really describe. There’s no real motion, no friction, just a cold touch that makes you squirm.

(No, she won’t stick her mech fingers up your hoo-haa. She’s too scared it’ll scratch you. What if it malfunctions? She’d rather use her flesh fingers.)

Switching spots with her mech hand, she’ll rub against your pulsing clit. She likes feeling your hips shudder in her lap, the way your thighs close and push her fingers harder against you. She has no shame in what it does to her.

Her silver eyes never leave your form. She’ll stare at how her mech fingers are able to dig into your breast, how her flesh hand looks under your shorts, giving them a buldge, how you bite your lip in pure enjoyment, and even how your jaw drops afterwards. Sevika’s in love with your reactions.

Other than using her hands, Sevika likes tasting them aswell. In a comfortable position, she could gobble you up. Nipple in her mouth, she rubs her tongue against the tip. She’ll even, occasionally, give you a gentle bite, a suck and a pull.

She likes keeping eye contact while she does this, because, again, she loves seeing your face as she’s making you feel good. Knowing full well your cunt’s throbbing for more, yelling for contact, she won’t give it to you that quickly.

Alright, now.. what about Sevika when she’s not in the mood for sex? When all she needs is comfort?

After a long day of fixing up after someone’s bullshit, all your girlfriend needs is you.

She’ll come home late and immediately drag herself to the bedroom, laying her eyes on your half-asleep figure. It makes her sleepier.

And you, being the amazing girlfriend you are, always opening your arms for her muscular body to melt into.

She’ll rest her head on your natural cushions, arms lazily draped beside you on the bed as she deeply sighs in relief. Her back pain’s gone (she’s just distracted), her headache lessened, and she’s feeling so, so, so much better.

You’ll press heavenly kisses on her head, fingers playing with her dark hair all the while massaging her scalp. You know full well how to get her relaxed.

Earlier, the mention of your breasts feeling like stress balls— Yeah.. she’ll flip on her side and let her flesh hand give your chest a few, lazy squeezes. Your girlfriend’s too exhausted to care and she’ll continue until she’s snoring in your arms.

[oiblackestsheep]

Hi! I really love your memes. Have you already done MBTI types as video games?

Thank you so much!! Honestly, I probably have at some point in the many years, but if I have, it's been a long time, so let's give it a go. I tried to get a mix of old, new, classic, and modern games in, and tried not to give every one a SUPER OBVIOUS game. Hope you like it! 😸

MBTI Types as Video Games

INTP: Slime Rancher

It took everything in my power to not do Portal 2 for INTP, because it seems like the obvious choice and I wanted something other than that. Maybe not as puzzle-oriented, but Slime Rancher captures a different side of INTPs like their affinity for unique experiences through Ne, comfort Si that allows them to organize all their slimes effectively, and their inferior Fe that lets them take care of cute little creatures with minimal risk.

INFP: Minecraft

An instant classic that lets your imagination run wild and live your life the way you think it should be lived, without the limitations of oppressive reality. Build the comfiest home with as many floors, rooms, walls, etc. as you want. Your house wouldn't be structurally sound and is impossible to create in real life? DOESN'T MATTER, it's what the INFP wants, and it what they can have in their own little world.

ENTP: Among Us

A creative and random environment where you have to either find the killer or be the killer terrorizing the space ship crew, interrupted by segments of ARGUING ~*~discussion~*~ about who the imposter might be, followed by voting to eject them into space via mob-mentality? Is there any game more chaotic and perfect for the ENTP to thrive in that I'm missing, here?

ENFP: Skyrim

You are the nonspecific protagonist with unique dragon powers that let you literally scream somebody to death, and, once again, live your life the way you want to live it, as chaotic or lawful as you might want. Become a criminal werewolf who leads a dark, murderous cult by night, and is the dean of a magical college by day? YOU CAN DO THAT.

INTJ: Satisfactory

Slowly and steadily building the most effecient space colony to mine resources and build interesting and novel alien technology? What could the INTJ want more. It won't happen overnight, but the efforts of the INTJ compound with each and every day, and one day, they'll make use of every square inch of the planet's surface for their factory.

INFJ: Coffee Talk

A lesser known game to some, but just as impactful, nonetheless. You're simply a barista in a coffee shop, but you have the pleasure of meeting and hearing the stories of a diverse cast of characters that let you into their unique inner worlds. You'll get to explore their experiences and choose your own dialogue to interact with their lives and offer your input that is tailored to the individual character.

ENTJ: Left 4 Dead

The goal is simple and well-defined: survive the zombie apocolypse. But the only way to do it in this game is to have all 4 players work together in perfect syncronicity as a well-oiled machine to cover all your bases as you traverse each level. It requires delegation of tasks, foresight of what's to come, and just a little bit of quick, thinking-on-your-feet, a perfect combination to engage their Te, Ni, and Se, respectively.

ENFJ: Mario Kart

Everyone knows Mario Kart, and everyone loves Mario Kart. Much like an ENFJ, themselves. Mario Kart has a very low barrier-to-entry so that the majority of people can learn to play quickly, and enjoy time with their friends! It's fun, it's casual, and it requires a bit of that tertiary Se to make some quick turns to finish in first. The game resembles the ENFJ personality itself, and it is a favorite of an ENFJ I know for those same reasons (as she doesn't play many video games).

ISTP: Assassin's Creed

(Couldn't find any good covers with Altair that fit tumblr's format, so I did Ezio, the fan favorite (and also probably an ENFJ assassins which is p cool?))

The franchise has undergone a lot of change over the years, so I do NOT mean the RPG elements, but rather the original elements of the games that made them so great! ISTPs would rather have a more focused way to engage the game, instead of the endless possibilities of an open-world, anyway. Quick reactions to stay hidden, a good grasp of the terrain around you and how to use it against your enemies, and a solid amount of Ti to calculate the most logical time to strike makes for a great way to engage the ISTP's top functions.

ISTJ: Super Smash Bros

Again, the goal is simple, fight your friends and be the last one standing. The rules are simple, in fact, they are completely customizable so you can save your settings to define exactly what kind of experience you want to have, and you know what to expect. You can play it simple with a set number of lives and no items, or you can crank the spawn rate of all items up to the max, if you're in a particularly low-Ne, (low-risk) feeling, kind of mood. Still, the goal is always the same. Hone your strategy, defeat your friends (or foes lmao)

ISFP: The Sims

Introverted by nature, they appreciate being able to spend some time alone without having to give up the things they like about the sensory world, including house and clothing fashion-design. These aesthetics were made to be seen, but sometimes they can only be made in a video game, and sometimes you need a break from real people. It's a realistic enough game that they can connect with it in a more relatable way than more abstract types of games, but they still please the Fi desire to live their personal life the way they wish without the limitations of reality.

ISFJ: Animal Crossing

Again, it's a familiar environment, with just a little flaire to excite that inferior Ne. You've got what seems like endless tasks (in a good way lmao) to keep you busy taking care of your island, and also forming positive relationships with your fellow residents! You get to meet new people, help solve the residents' problems, become a pillar of your community, and at the end of the day, retire to your cozy home.

ESTP: Palworld

It's new, it's weird but somehow familiar, it's Pokemon with guns. It might not be the most "original" game, but it was an inspiration nonetheless for the simple fact that it took all of the known successful elements of gameplay that people enjoy from other games, and put them all into one game that, for lack of better words, "just gives the people what they want". What you see is what you get, and it packs a punch.

ESTJ: Dark Souls

Although it is the more introverted game compared to ISTJ, it requires an incredible amount of strategy in order to champion this game. The medieval themes are familiar, but that's the only comfort the game provides due to its overwhelmingly punishing gameplay style that only the thickest of skin can overcome. What says thick skin like inferior Fi?

ESFP: Rocket League

It's extreme soccor (or football for my friends from across the pond), but instead of playing as people, you play as cars with rockets to propel them. Why, they ask? Because you want to, obviously. Realisitic enough that the concept is still based in a familiar reality, but the mayhem and competetion has been dialed up to 11 simply because it makes it more interesting that way. Again, what you see is what you get, AND IT PACKS A PUNCH.

ESFJ: Tabletop Simulator

It might seem like an odd choice, but hear me out. It's social, it's familiar, it's easy to jump into, and you're not limited to the physical copies of games that your friends have at their houses - you've got, like, any tabletop game you could possibly want to play! It alleviates the limitations we feel in real life when we want to play games with friends, but maintains the integrity of connection and fun you have with them. PLUS, you can flip the table after losing a game for comedic effect without making a mess in someone's IRL home.

[offbeat-manga-ships]

this is a weird sort of thing to say but i am like. so deeply appreciative your blog isn't mostly m/m stuff. bc like you i don't have a lot of interest in m/m (for me though this is mostly because i love women So Much my brain sort of shuts off if the story doesn't have women in it, i basically never enjoy a story that lacks women) and a lot of other blogs or accounts i've seen of this time tend to skew heavily with yaoi works bc. well a lot more yaoi works get the "freedom" to be "grosser", messier, less saccharine bc people are a lot more cagey about what girls get to do in fiction across the board..... i really really am so grateful you've got so many recommendations for series that are more to my taste in general and tend to feature a lot of messy and interesting women! not to say that's like Why You Do It, but it's a really refreshing thing since almost every time I go to hunt something fucky down it's m/m. the sheer volume of m/m overwhelms other series but you're bringing those ones into view and i've found a lot of really interesting series thanks to how you run things around here so thank you so much......

ANON!!!! IT'S A SUCH A PLEASURE TO RECEIVE A MESSAGE LIKE THIS!!! because i don't know if you guys know, and to be honest i don't remember if i deleted that part to make it easier to read or not, but i'm pretty sure that in the first iterations of my pinned post i went a little bit into why M/M is not my thing. i am exactly in the same boat of having ALWAYS been more into female characters than everyone around me. my mother has always teased me for it, my friends have always had varying degrees of "huh that's curious" to "weeell i don't care. how about that male character instead?" i was the person defending sansa stark and loving cersei lannister. i was lowkey in love with sharpay while pretending i didn't care about her, my favorite character from percy jackson was and still is annabeth chase, i loved sakura haruno and rukia kuchiki the most, i fucking HATED when anyone said anything bad about leia organa in star wars and it just became a pattern throughout my life that i would come to fiercly love female characters.

i mentioned before how i started watching shoujo when i got the 12 yo version of Being Serious about anime, but i also need to give credit to getting female friends in middle school and even more in high school with whom i talked about romance manga (some also real BL enthusiasts, but they still read some of what i read. honestly, i think it always came a surprise to them how much i liked some stuff the anime fans in general tended to turn their nose up to). 

and i literally won't ever forget when my friend gabrielle showed me the pride and prejudice movie in 9th grade i think and i honest to god had no idea i could love something so overtly aimed at women that much. like, sure i've been casually watching cartoons aimed at girls (if you didn't have cable tv, you watched the cartoons open tv made available to you in the saturday mornings. and yeah i watched and enjoyed totally spies and powerpuff girls and thought kim possible was really cool, but my bread and butter was still ben 10, naruto, jake long, static shock etc. it wasn't just me in the house though. every relative i had at that point from mom to aunties to grandma and cousins: all of them women. we had plenty of girl movies and all of us got together to watch melodramatic soap operas in the evening).

but anyway my point is that i really opened up my personal media consumption after feeling such love for this "chick lit" movie (which of course is actually a great and important piece of western literature which became one of my favorite books not only because i'm still in love with lizzy bennet to this day but also because it's so SO DAMN FUNNY. i laugh out every time i re-read it.) i started watching romantic comedies, i watched series like pretty little liars and whatever seemed to have a bunch of girls in the cover lol and yes, i started reading even more romance manga. even with my 12 yo shoujo watching, i still wasn't fully into those shows. i really liked some of the protagonists (much love to misaki ayuzawa, nanami momozono, haruhi fujioka and risa koizumi but i also could not be fully into whatever was transpiring between such cool girls and those guys LOL). but it was because of the influence of my girl friends and exchanging ideas about what manga to read that i fully found my place in smaller niche romance manga with odd couples and interesting women. 

and it's not like i'm not capable of enjoying media with a lot of guys in it, so i'm a little bit different from you in that regard. i have plenty of favorite male characters and one of my favorite movies ever is master and commander: the far side of the world and that has not a single woman in sight except in one picture and one 5 second shot 💀 obviously, it's not my only favorite movie (they're mostly dominated by women too). as a bi person, of course some men catch my eye once in a while and it's true that sometimes (though it's rare) it's a m/m couple that gets my main attention in a random piece of media. and that's because i'm not like a person with any agenda. i'm fully and wholeheartedly following my instincts (basically a somewhat lighter version of you. my brain also kinda shuts off when it's all the same old Men At The Forefront business and i have to work towards trying to care lol) and it just so happens that i think girls are fucking cool. i don't know if i've said that already, but the main reason i decided to stick with tumblr even though i didn't initially get the appeal of it was because i could find a lot of lesbians here LOL and true, some of them were fujoshi but a lot of them honest to god liked female characters and saw their appeal as i saw them.

and just to wrap this up, i want to clarify that me clearly having an involuntary preference for female characters was not one of the reasons i laid down on that other post when i said why i wasn't as drawn to m/m but it was basically just because i was trying to list reasons that had to do with what m/m had to offer me and not just what it lacks. i sincerely try to approach any story with an open mind and an open heart and i have done that many times even though i realized soon enough that seeing those trope-filled romantic scenarios between manga boys is just really not for me. if you're curious about the type of m/m i like, it's basically the unexpected kind in random non-lgbt media with (probably) tortured men in it and a severe lack of women and it always has been. which is why going after specific m/m media doesn't appeal to me as much (though i can still enjoy it. i really really loved watching the interview with the vampire show for example and even though i didn't like louis/lestat — as i hadn't liked then watching the movie years ago —, i still loved the characters and enjoy a few other m/m pair possibilities).

i'm sorry i went on this whole thing with this many words, but i just want to say, not only do i see you anon, i am you!!! if this blog is for anyone, you are at around the top of the list of people i wished to reach and knowing i could help and connect with someone else who feels the same way i do is such a warm and priceless gift. i understand your frustrations of female characters being more limited very well. not only because i love them, but i abhor any injustice since i was 3 apples tall and that has bothered me since the first signs of the development of my critical thinking skills. but ultimately i also can't help but love manga and i want to find the gems and celebrate varied, complex, weird or even toxic female characters and their messy relationships as much as i can.

[avatarrecom]

Day 12: Fingering

Pairing: Poly!recoms x Recom!reader (can be read as character x reader)

Word count: 1.9k

A/N: So I uhh 👉🏻👈🏻, got a little carried away writing this... At least for my doing lol. But just a 👌🏻 little bit I promise.

I'm curious, what do you guys think of my kinktober till now? I wanna know if my smut is good or not :)

Kinktober masterlist

🌍 Recom Miles Quaritch Miles is a total pro with his fingers, like seriously amazing. But the guy's always busy, so he can't always take you to the bedroom. No worries though, he'll make room for you on his desk and have you sit there with your legs spread, ready for him to touch you. And let me tell you, Miles is a multitasking king. While he's casually filling out his reports with one hand, he'll pleasure you with the other. It's like second nature to him, he knows exactly how to make you lose control. He starts by teasing your clit, driving you crazy with those small circles. Once you let out that first moan, he knows it's time to move on and slip a finger inside you. He's got a tight grip on his pen as he feels your walls tightening around him, but he stays cool and adds another finger because, let's be real, you're probably begging for it. And if Miles is feeling extra generous, he might even add a third finger. So let's just say you've been a good girl and he does. In just a few minutes, MAX, Miles has you a total mess on his desk, moaning like crazy with your head thrown back as he thrusts his fingers in and out of you.

😈 Recom Lyle Wainfleet His fingers are thin but long, and that is something he takes pride in. Especially when he gets you begging and crying with just his fingers. He has you sitting on his work desk, legs spread, his one hand holding the back of your thigh. Your head is thrown back as he pumps his fingers into your needy cunt. First one finger, then another, and then another until you are stuffed with them. Lyle leans down as he places feather kisses all over your inner thighs. The kisses soon turn into hard sucking. Your pussy throbs around his digits as he pulls them back before thrusting them back in. "You like this? You like this, baby? Your pussy is so tight. You are squeezing around my fingers so good." Lyle curls his digits, hitting you on the right spots. Your mouth falls open at his words. You were near, and all you can do is spout nonsense, "Yes, yes Lyle—oh fuck." Lyle looks up at you with his yellow eyes. The expression on your face as you cum all over his fingers. Lyle draws out his fingers, and cum oozes out of you. He brings them to his mouth, sucking his fingers clean as he moans, "Hmm just as sweet as I remember."

🍬 Recom Z-dog She thoroughly enjoys pleasuring you, particularly focusing on your intimate areas. Z-dog takes great pleasure in stimulating your wet folds and your sensitive nub, eagerly anticipating your reactions each time she engages with you. It drives her wild. When it comes to fingering your tight and moist pussy, she shows no mercy. With precision, she inserts one finger, thrusting it in and out before adding another finger, skillfully scissoring your sensitive entrance. Your cries and desperate grasp only fuel her satisfaction as she continues to torment you. Z-dog thrusts her two fingers in and out of you rapidly, determined to elicit a powerful release from you. Your squirming and loud moans, calling out her name, require her to hold you down with her other arm to maintain control. Pressing your back against her chest, she persists in her assault on your pleasure center. As your lover relentlessly drives his two large fingers into your depths, the intensity builds, and you feel on the verge of exploding. Z-dog senses your nearing climax and releases her grip, keeping you pressed against her back. With her fingers still pounding your tight pussy, her other hand descends to roughly stimulate your clit. A smirk plays on Z-dog's lips, as she is resolute in her mission to make you squirt onto her fingers.

🥽 Recom Walker There is something immensely satisfying to her ego about pleasuring you with her fingers. It's not a regular occurrence, as she prefers to eat you out, but the knowledge that she can make you go wild with just two digits is a rush. She knows that it could hurt if she were to just ram her fingers into you, but she's too impatient for that. She'll make sure you're wet enough to take it. Starting with two fingers right away, she wants to see you gasp and arch your back in pleasure. Her fingers will explore and search for your sweet spot, crooking and feeling your insides. She's not gentle, knowing that you're dripping wet and can handle it. Soon enough, she'll add a third finger and stretch you out good. Feeling you tighten around her fingers makes her grin devilishly. Watching you moan her name and squirm under her touch turns her on greatly. Most of the time, she won't let you come and will replace her fingers with her tongue.

😎 Recom Mansk He is an absolute powerhouse, yet surprisingly gentle with you, despite the significant size difference. This man exudes raw, animalistic strength, but his touch is tender and caring. You were comfortably seated on his lap, your legs straddling his robust frame, as he admired you in one of his favorite dresses that accentuated your curves flawlessly. His hand rested on your waist, moving in slow, soothing circles, while his other hand ventured beneath the dress, causing your panties to be forgotten on the arm of the couch. His large hands worked wonders on your body, and his thick fingers... oh my, they were a revelation. Two of them delved deep into your core, not thrusting forcefully, but rather massaging the inner walls with a tantalizing slowness, while his sizable thumb expertly stimulated your most sensitive spot. To put it simply, you were a trembling, moaning mess on his lap, completely at his mercy. His gaze never wavered from your exquisite form, so ready to unravel in his embrace, as your essence dripped down his hand and arm. "Oh, fuck... right there, Mansk," you cried out in ecstasy. He couldn't get enough of you and the way you praised him.

🧯 Recom Prager Prager's hands are so skilled, man. Every touch he makes is like, calculated and efficient, all with the goal of giving you the ultimate pleasure. He's so confident and knows exactly where to touch you, it's insane. You can't help but squirm and moan when his long fingers find all your sensitive spots effortlessly. Prager takes so much pride in making you moan with just a few fingers deep inside you. It's like, mind-blowing how you clench and tremble around him, it's like a drug. He loves seeing you turn into a hot mess with just a simple stroke of his fingers, it's like his favorite thing ever. Sometimes he'll just sit there and watch you react for hours, if he's not in a rush. And while he's fingering you, he'll whisper sweet nothings and have this lazy smile on his face, checking you out. Fingering you is his go-to on lazy days when you're both too tired for anything more intense.

⚕️ Recom Ja Ja possesses the ability to bring you to orgasm with his fingers alone. His touch is slow, patient, and filled with love. Each stroke of his fingers deep inside of you brings pleasure, yet leaves you simmering, craving more. However, rushing his ministrations is futile, as he will cease his actions. Ja takes pleasure in the way your breath catches as his fingers glide against your slick walls. With his forehead pressed against yours, he attentively observes your reactions, guiding you towards the brink of ecstasy at his own pace. Sex is not a race, but rather a sacred ritual, a prayer almost. Every movement is infused with love, and his adoration for you and your body is expressed through soft whispers. Even if the night consists solely of him fingering you to a slow orgasm or two, Ja is more than content. He does not seek reciprocation; his satisfaction lies in witnessing you unravel and reach a state of sensual bliss. The strength in his touch, honed through years of wielding a sword, provides the perfect calloused texture that elicits groans of ecstasy from you.

🧢 Recom Brown You confidently lean your head back on his shoulder, observing as his fingers disappear into your eager pussy. His eyes follow the same movements, and he remarks, "Look at your needy pussy eagerly taking my fingers in like a whore." He begins to thrust his fingers into you slowly at first, gradually increasing the speed. With each thrust, your back hits his chest. "Ah... ah-h Brown," you moan as his fingers gently and rapidly stroke your insides. Brown skillfully crisscrosses his digits, hitting your g-spot. His eyes lock onto yours with a smug smirk as your expression transforms into one of pure pleasure. "Fuck, you're taking it like such a good bitch," Brown murmurs in your ear, licking it before sucking it passionately, leaving it red. Your legs tremble as they attempt to close, but Brown firmly holds them open. The thrusts become harder and faster. "Brown, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna c-cum... fuck!" Your hand digs into his thighs as you experience the intense release of your climax. Brown smears your hot and sticky cum over your pussy, proudly stating, "Only my fingers are enough to make you cum this much, huh?" He grins with pride at your disheveled appearance and glistening pussy.

📿 Recom Lopez Lopez lay beside you with his head resting on his palm, watching as you struggled to get off by his fingers. You lay flat on your back, quivering with pleasure. You guided his thick fingers in your throbbing hole, holding them tightly in your own. Two of his fingers, along with one of yours, fondled your insides. "Lopez, please," you begged, tears of frustration rolling down your temple. But Lopez just smirked down at you and cooed, "Please what, sweetheart? You gotta be more clear. All you're doing is crying like a bitch in heat." Without missing a beat, you demanded, "Make me cum... please." And Lopez gladly obliged, pulling your finger out and shoving his own back inside. Two digits were enough to fill you up, and you sighed with relief. As his fingers stroked your insides, his thumb started to dab the hood of your pussy. Your legs jerked closed as a shiver shot up your spine, but Lopez instantly pushed them back open and started to thrust even faster and sloppier. Your back arched, lifting off the bed, and your grip tightened on the sheets as you came all over his hand, "Fuck fuck fuck fu--" Lopez grinned and brought his hand to your mouth, pressing his fingers on your parted lips. "Suck," he commanded, and you eagerly complied, tasting your own pleasure on his fingers.

⛓️ Recom Fike Fike doesn't have much experience with women, which honestly makes him nervous when it comes to pleasing you. He's quick, messy, and a bit frantic. But what he lacks in practice and knowledge, he makes up for in enthusiasm. Even when he fingers you, he's eager to explore and try every angle and spot. He'll be watching your expressions closely, hoping for that moment when you completely lose yourself to his touch. And when he finally hits your most sensitive spot, it almost makes him lose control just by seeing your eyes widen with desire and hearing your long, drawn-out moan. Fike really enjoys fingering you as a way to get you turned on. Once you're wet and have had one orgasm, he easily slides inside you without any trouble. And you always moan even louder for your second orgasm. It's just beautiful...

[newsoulresolutions]

What’s your weirdest habit or quirk?

probably my random obsessions and thought patterns. I randomly break out into British accents. I'm a complete goofball (when I'm not taking myself to seriously) I love a woman that smells great and also might not shower after the gym.

What is your conflict style?

I have very aggressive tendencies when im in a conflict so I try to talk my way through it best I can. I have some trauma related to conflicts so I try to keep my tone even and understanding and ask my partner to do the same. If I get to a point where im too frustrated I try to step away, Go outside, have a smoke, Im learning that sometimes alcohol can do more damage than good so Im learning to lean less on it when im irritated or frustrated. I'm learning that leaving isn't always a good thing. Yes it allows for space to cool off but it can also make your partner feel abandoned. I try to avoid conflict. I have triggers from things getting out of control. Name calling, rudeness, disrespect. It pushes me to an aggressive place and I become the person I'm trying not to be. I don't like having my buttons pushed but I'm learning that it's not the other person's fault for pushing my buttons it's mine because I allow there to be buttons in the first place.

What are your expectations for the relationship?

My expectations are that my partner and I can build something real. To grow to understand one another and share new and fun experiences. Im a big homebody and like to be at home and just lounge but I do like to explore new things when given the chance. Id like to have a partner that understands im not perfect but im a work in progress. Im looking for my apocalypse partner, my late night rambler, my random kitchen cook, just someone to explore and enjoy the parts of me I dont show everyone. Since addressing my life with polyamory I'm searching to be whole. Some might say you can't use people to make yourself whole and that is true. What I mean is that I'm seeking to be all of myself. I can easily work a crowd. Talk to anyone. It's just a mask though. I want to be able to be the normal me. The cook, the lover, the caregiver, I also want to be the sadist, the Dom, the indulger (pretty sure I made that word up). I've struggled a lot with identity so I've forced parts of myself into the shadows to keep a partner happy or to make things work. Truly I just want to be all of myself and for that to be okay. Not fixed. Not judged. But accepted in a healthy way. I'm a lot of people and I just want a partner that allows for that. I understand that relationships cost. Energy, time, effort, selflessness, and reciprocation. It's not all about me. I want someone that helps me learn them where there are not solely for how they got there but how to be what they need right now.

How would you describe your spending habits?

I spend the bulk of my money on bills. Sucks but things have to be taken care of. I grew up in survival mode and it's carried over into my adult life. I'm used to working long hours or two jobs to have a bit of what I want here or there. I'll get caught up on things and make a big purchase or a group of small purchases really just to make myself feel better. I don't do much self care besides my haircut and a nice bottle here and there. Im coming to a place where I'm managing better. But there is always room for improvement.

What’s your guilty pleasure?

Having my face sat on. A good Netflix binge. Steak. And eating pussy lol. For some things in life there are no substitute.

What’s your favorite date night activity?

So as I stated above im a homebody. But i dont mind going out. I think unless something catches my eye and im like oh yeah that would be awesome I think more of the basic dates. movies and dinner. maybe some range time. spa days are good and getting pedis or something. I typically just enjoy casual things.

What’s the best setting for date night?

Wherever you can connect with your partner best.

What makes you feel the most loved?

understanding of me and the way i think. The world isnt black and white and i tend to see things from others point of views. the way I treat people and the way the people i care about means so much to me. Its not always the way people expect its not the way that people assume things. Im just odd. and I think i feel most loved when I feel understood.

Do you believe in monogamous relationships?

I do. I believe the idealism behind it sometimes locks us into places that can be avoided. I believe monogamy and polyamory both have their merits and should be explored in an honest and open way.

Ideal sex life?

As often as possible and makes it good for both parties. I love sex. I think I've struggled with what makes sex good. Is it the orgasm? Is it heading my partner moan? Is it learning new things to try? I've struggled with anxiety and am still struggling with it. I think ideally my partner would communicate and say I love this but I don't like that. I want someone who can express what I'm doing makes them feel good and helps me be better for them.

[existentialmagazine]

Review: Oh Ryan’s zesty new single ‘Tangerine’ offers their staple indie-pop colour and feel-good outlook even when aching through heartbreak

The Dublin-based alt-rock group Oh Ryan have been taking 2024 by storm, delivering an infectiously indie-pop rooted sound that radiates with ease through their every new song. Since their debut ‘I Quit My Job’ last year, and their most recent single ‘Take It Easy���, the four-piece have slowly but surely made a name for themselves that won’t be slowing down in gaining traction anytime soon.

Now with their zesty new single ‘Tangerine’ left to continue hooking audiences left, right and centre, Oh Ryan are ready to really get themselves heard. With an intro of chanted voices singing the catchiest of hooks in the form of ‘da da da’, you know you’re immediately in for a good time, ready to enjoy a sound that’s contagious and playful as much as it is exceptional. The drum beats and guitar strums perfectly time with every word, bringing the energy before the song has even had a chance to get into things. Picked up by this sunny little introduction, the verse dances through steady drums, smooth, groovy bass twangs and guitar plucks, simmering into more of a casual instrumental palette that’s still as funky and fun as ever. The charismatic vocals add a spoken-sung lively touch, running through lines that feel like they’re sung with a smile, capturing wit and ease in one.

The chorus completely shifts, speeding into quick guitar strums, a racing bassline and tumbling drum beats, a change that mirrors the narrative as much as it does an excellent job at keeping you absolutely hooked. From the opening’s cool, calm and collected approach to being stuck in a relationship with someone who can’t quite make up their mind, you’re left believing that despite the turmoil they’re coping quite alright. But Oh Ryan seem to find their racing heart and impatience as the chorus bursts into action, singing ‘I get a little nervous chasing you… oh my god I needed out’, an admission that even when they can be confident on the surface that there’s often more beneath it we don’t see. That isn’t to say that ‘Tangerine’ isn’t for the most part a refreshingly positive take on a breakup, finding pleasure and excitement in the prospect of new beginnings and letting go, but with the choruses twist Oh Ryan keep it real in that even when escaping those that aren’t right for you there will still be some negative emotions you need to process.

This back and forth is present throughout, showcasing a level-headed demonstration of self-love in one of the very first lines: ‘break it off or take it slow, just don’t keep me hanging ‘cause you can’t let go.’ A lot of us perhaps would struggle to be so candid, desperate to be wanted back, but Oh Ryan explore the opposite and in-turn offer their audience a push to value themselves more than they do now. Continuing ‘I’ve been waiting for communication, but everything you say is as equally frustrating’ , the situation seems to become more and more unbearable with time, dealing with constant confusion and a partner that just leaves their heart hurting. As the bridge sings ‘I guess I’ll get my feelings straight’ , there’s a soft admission that they still need some time to process what they’ve been through, and with the entire band singing ‘we’re gonna be okay’ , it’s quite hard to feel anything other than wholeheartedly reassured. Everything about ‘Tangerine’ is a bit untraditional in the best kind of way, giving way for a new kind of post-breakup anthem when you need it most. Just be sure to keep listening for yourself here, it’s worth it.

Written by: Tatiana Whybrow

Photo Credits: Oh Ryan

// This coverage was supported and created via Musosoup, #SustainableCurator.

[yukimomodivorce]

hi I just remembered that I got tagged in this I never did it and since I've got a while left on my train (I will be late to class) I'm doing it now

Do you make your bed?

I guess I do? I don't make it every day or plan to do it or anything but when it needs making or if it occurs to me I make it

What's your favourite number?

I hate all numbers indiscriminately :)

What is your job?

stereotypical arts student so I'm unemployed. I take casual jobs where I can though, will hopefully be babysitting again this holidays

I also just almost forgot to change trains oops

If you could go back to school, would you?

high school? absolutely not I would rather die. I definitely want to keep going with uni but I'm also gonna say no for that, just cause I wouldn't want to do any of it a second time so far. please take me to third year classes immediately I need to be reading above my grade level

Can you parallel park?

I have never driven a car! it's also been almost exactly a month since I got my learners so that's fun

A job you had that would surprise people?

I haven't really had enough jobs for this. i guess for about a month last year (I quit cause I got overwhelmed) I worked at a fruit and veg stall at a market a couple suburbs away, surprising cause I managed to wake up at 5am on a saturday for it and because they paid us in cash and it was all not very legal

and my lecture starts in 2 minutes and I just got off the train so I guess I am finishing this later

update i made it and I only missed three minutes 👍

Do you think aliens are real?

in the 'futuristic green guy' sense no, in the 'some form of thing living in space' sense probably, but either way I guess you can't really prove that they aren't. same with most supernatural/whatever things, I don't actively think that they're out there but if I was on a walk and some weird green guy came down to earth in a big spaceship I'd just be like ok man

Can you drive a manual car?

again, never driven. I reckon I could do it though

What's your guilty pleasure?

uhhhh I guess if I had to think of something it'd be like. I like bad whiny music that people would probably call emo and/or pop punk. like sleeping with sirens and the front bottoms and the WSTR identity crisis album. idk if you can really call it a guilty pleasure though I don't feel guilty about it I just. enjoy things that I think are not good objectively

Tattoos?

I don't think I can bother with them at the moment but I would want one, if only to spite my mum for saying I would regret the fma tattoo I told her I wanted when I was 10 because that tattoo was awesome I would absolutely still get it and fma has been very dear to me for the past like 8-9 years

Favourite colour?

green! I like any green but particularly more pastel or mint (yuki colour) shades

Favourite type of music?

I hate this question because what do you mean by 'type'. I don't understand genres it's all just vibes to me. my taste is also very inconsistent but i guess I would call my favourites vocaloid songs that go hard, idolish7 songs that emotionally destroy me, and whatever type of music they might giants makes. weirdguy music

Do you like puzzles?

only if I'm good at them

Any phobias?

I have a bug phobia of mystery origin. I don't think bugs are scary I think they're cool and pictures of bugs don't scare me (most of the time) but for some reason if they're big enough and indoors and/or too close to me I start getting heart palpitations and go into fight or flight. I don't understand

Favourite childhood sport?

I was never a sport person for various reasons but the one sport I think I did mostly enjoy as a kid was soccer (american football I'm pretty sure). when I was 6-7 I joined a club my friend was in that was pretty laid back and I liked when I got to be goalkeeper and then the club shut down and I didn't want to move to one of the competitive ones so I quit. majority of extracurriculars I did after that were ones my parents forced me to do

Do you talk to yourself?

not out loud, for whatever reason I find it difficult to speak when I'm not talking to someone else (this was in issue in highschool english because they were obsessed with giving us assignments that were like "make a podcast!" i.e. record yourself giving a speech and I would just turn in the script cause I didn't feel like forcing myself to talk) but internally yeah. when I was in primary school I went through a lot of phases of thinking as if i was talking to the editor of my novel or my imaginary youtube audience or a fictional character. now I just do it directly to myself (I/we depending on the vibes)

What movie(s) do you adore?

treasure planet my beloved. fullmetal alchemist conqueror of shambala is a movie made specifically for me (fma03 and set in the weimar republic and historically accurate. disregarding all the alchemy/magic). also my controversial problematic fave ghibli movie ocean waves <3

Coffee or tea?

definitely tea, I don't really drink either but coffee just tastes bad. like dirt but sad and not even crunchy

First thing you wanted to be when growing up?

not sure about the first, I think the biggest one I was serious about was a fiction writer but I reject that because I only chose it to copy my mum. I'm gonna go with archaeologist cause that's one of the earliest ones I can remember and it ended up being surprisingly relevant

not tagging anyone but as always feel free to consider yourself tagged if you see this!

Ask Meme

I was tagged by @rosencrantzsguildenstern for this ask meme, so why not!

Do you make your bed?

Uhhhh well. Sort of. I definitely make it any time I expect I'm going to have company, but on a weekday when I'm the only one in my dorm room? Nah. I didn't make it when I had a roommate either unless I thought she was going to have company (but she never warned me in advance for that so LMAO)

What's your favorite number?

I'm a lucky 7 kind of gal, but I also really jive with 36 and 81. My factors of 9 <3 <3 <3 If I have to pick one, it's always going to be 7 though

What is your job?

Right now, I work for the US Department of Agriculture! I've worked some other random jobs though, such as a waitress at a high-end retirement home and an assistant at a local hospital

If you could go back to school, would you?

Yes. Absolutely. I would reduce how many classes I take (because haha I am at 22 credit hours right now :')) but I love learning! I don't love all the pomp and circumstance of academia, but I've considered becoming a teacher several times as a career option and I actually have taught in a professional setting before. School's a love of mine that even all the stresses I've put myself through hasn't fully been killed

Can you parallel park?

Yep! My city almost never requires it because it's a newer one and street parking is only really used in our tiny downtown or in neighborhoods, but I can do it!

A job you had that would surprise people?

Uhhhh I think my current job is that, LOL! But even then, once I explain the details of my job, people seem to think it fits me pretty well :)

Do you think aliens are real?

I think that somewhere in space, there's something that could be considered life, but we can't agree if viruses are living, so I doubt that whatever could be "life" in another part of space would fit our current definitions! Evolution is already fucked enough as is, so accidentally going down any path that resembles what happened on Earth feels pretty unlikely to me

Can you drive a manual car?

Yes! I practiced with my grandpa's old car, though I also stalled a few times LOL so I'm not GOOD, but I can do it! With more practice I think I would be fine

What's your guilty pleasure?

I'm not really sure? I'm not really guilty about any of my pleasures because they're all pretty vanilla? In my household it's definitely mayo though. No one in my household likes mayo and I usually have to deal with Bullying of the highest degree if I want to use it when I'm eating with my sister and parents

Tattoos?

Nope! And I don't want to get them either. I have an irrational thing of permanently adding things to my body to the point where I had a surgery to remove a part of my flesh instead of having a tiny metal rod inserted in me. Tattoos are filed under the same "body modification" ick mentally

Favorite Color?

A soft lilac! I also really like the darker, desaturated greens, but purple is my eternal love

Favorite type of music?

Things that lean more into the rock side of things! I like harsher sounds, faster tempos, that sort of thing, but also my music taste is literally all over the place. It really really REALLY is a case-by-case basis but if I had to say anything, most Paramore songs are ones I love

Do you like puzzles?

It depends on the puzzle! I like logic and math puzzles, and mysteries are fun as well, but a jigsaw is something I'll only really do if I'm with friends or exceedingly bored

Any phobias?

Well, there's that body modification one I mentioned earlier! I also have an irrational fear of beetles and an even more irrational fear of specifically dropping a kitchen knife into my foot! Yowch!

Favorite childhood sport?

I didn't really play sports as a kid, but if I had to pick one, probably swimming? My current favorite sport is definitely dancing, though (folk and ballroom!)

Do you talk to yourself?

Yep! I use both the singular and plural first person pronouns "I" and "We" when I talk to myself. Generally, I use "I" when I'm more passively thinking, and "We" when I'm being metacognizant.

What movie(s) do you adore?

Back to the Future (1985) by Robert Zemekis my BELOVED!!!! I cannot recommend it enough, and I made a quote from it my senior quote in high school. I also really love The Sixth Sense (1999) and Tangled (2010)

Coffee or tea?

Tea, as I have yet to ever drink coffee! But when I drink my tea, I like it unsweetened and iced

First thing you wanted to be when growing up?

First thing I remember was, ironically, a teacher! Some things don't change <3

I'm gonna tag @riinsanity @0mega-x @koi0boi @always-a-joyful-note and @yukimomodivorce but anyone can join in!

[zablife]

Dog Tags

Jake “Hangman” Seresin x female reader

Summary: You decide to wear Jake’s dog tags. When he notices, it awakens his possessiveness over you.

Author’s Note: Porn with no plot. Dom!Jake 

Warnings: 🔞, smut-oral sex, domination, orgasm denial, breath play, unprotected sex

You stepped out of the steaming hot shower, wrapping a towel around your body and wringing the water from your hair. Drying your feet on the plush bath mat, you wiped a clean stripe across the mirror and stared at your reflection. Your face still held a blissful expression from the amazing sex you’d been having all weekend with Jake. Even though you could still feel a pleasurable ache between your legs, you couldn’t help wanting more. 

You needed him like a drug and he knew it, giving you that smug smile whenever he was across the room. He could sense when you needed him and he always came to you. One glance across the Hard Deck and you were leaving arm in arm. That's how you ended up here.

As you searched the counter for your lotion in the haze of the remaining steam, your hand bumped against something. You looked down to see Jake’s dog tags and you picked them up, turning the cool metal over slowly in your hands. Feeling brave and slightly mischievous, you slipped the chain over you neck and opened the bathroom door, walking out toward the couch where you knew he’d be watching the game. 

“Hey, baby,” you greeted him casually bumping his shoulder with your hip. He turned his head, realizing you were only wearing a towel and drank in the sight of you appreciatively. “Look at you, darlin’” he said in a hungry voice. He pulled you into his lap and let his hands roam over the damp towel, squeezing your curves as he went. He kissed you, while unwrapping you like a present. You squealed with delight as he discarded the towel, leaving you naked on his lap as you ran a hand through his hair. He slipped a hand down the valley of your chest, feeling the metal that lay tucked between your breasts. He pulled away to look at what his hands had found. 

Flicking his eyes back up to yours he grabbed your chin harshly, “Wearin’ my dog tags means you’re mine, sweetheart.” You looked at him with big eyes. You loved it when he got possessive. The sex was so different. It was like someone flicked a switch inside Jake and he was intent on proving he was the only person who could satisfy you. You watched his pupils blow wide with lust as he asked, “You want me to make you mine?” You nodded eagerly.

Without warning he scooped you up and carried you to the bedroom, capturing your mouth in a harsh kiss full of tongue and teeth. He wasn’t as careful with you as he usually was and that was already turning you on. He placed you on the bed and slipped out of his gray sweatpants, cock bouncing against his stomach, already hard at the thought of ruining you. He took your chin in his hand once more. “Prove to me you deserve to wear those tags, baby,” he said pulling your wet hair into a ponytail in his large hand.

You took him into your mouth and bobbed tentatively at first, but he pulled you off slapping your face lightly. “Gotta do better than that, sweetheart,” he chided. You began again and took him deep into your throat, looking up through your eyelashes to see Jake exhale a shaky breath. You knew he was enjoying it and you began to repeat the motion over and over again until the saliva dripped obscenely down your chin. Holding your head with both hands, he began pumping his hips into you until you gagged. He laughed, pulling you up to his chest and holding you there for a moment. “That was real good, baby," he said wiping the tears from your eyes. "Need you to spread those legs for me now,” he said in a fucked out voice. You nodded against him.

In seconds he had you on your back, pinning your arms above your head with one hand. He lined himself up against your soaking folds teasing you with his tip, “Did you get this wet from sucking me off, you dirty girl?”

“Please, Jake…” you whined bucking your hips up toward him, needing him inside you and wishing you could reach out and run your hands down his toned chest and abs. You didn’t care how desperate you looked or sounded, you needed more.

Jake finally obliged, pushing into you slowly. You inhaled deeply, feeling satisfied at the exquisite stretch of him and the comforting sensation of fullness. The fingers of his opposite hand curled around your hip in a bruising grip. You'd surely have the crescent shaped imprints on your skin in the morning. He always liked to leave some kind of mark on you to show his ownership.

He pulled out of you suddenly, making you cry out and he knocked your legs apart further with his knee, bending down to growl in your ear, “You like being spread wide for me, don't you?” You felt his lips curl in a cocky smirk against the side of your face as he pushed back into your warm heat. You tried to nod in agreement, but your head only lolled to the side, too overcome with pleasure to respond fully as he began to pump into you lazily, slowly building speed. He sucked a deep bruise into your neck as you bucked against him and moaned.

You bit your lip as he hit the spot you loved most, the perfect spot deep within your walls that made your toes curl with pleasure. He continued rolling his hips into you expertly. As your body tightened with an impending orgasm, Jake suddenly took it away, stopping his thrusts altogether. He brought a hand up to brush the column of your throat, leaving you panting and desperate. Wrapping the chain of the dog tags tightly around his fist he resumed with punishing force asking, “Who fucks you this good, darlin?” His thumb rubbed harsh circles over your clit bringing your pleasure back to you quickly. Although your vision was turning spotty, you could see the look of devilment in his eyes, wanting to know he was the only one you craved. “You…only you,” you managed to gasp, feeling yourself peak with those words on your lips. He released the chain as you came hard around his cock. 

Your hands flew to his back, nails digging into him as he fucked you through your orgasm. He chased his own high, grunting with pleasure at the feeling of you milking him. Finally finding his release within you, he dropped his forehead to yours fanning his hot breath over your face and kissing you full once more. You kissed him back passionately, hooking a leg over his hip, wanting to feel the weight of him over you a bit longer. You heard him chuckle when he finally rolled off you. Slinging an arm above his head and letting out a sigh of deep satisfaction, he exclaimed, “Damn, honey, seeing my dog tags on your sweet, little body does somethin’ to me.”

“I noticed,” you said with a knowing smile.

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[gxnic]

general kento nanami headcanons

cw: gn! reader. there’s nsfw stuff but that’s separate from the sfw stuff

a/n: hey y’all, so this is my first *real* post here on tumblr. i’ve written fanfic b4 and have posted it before (albeit i’ve deleted everything i’ve ever posted fanfic wise) but i’ve never posted on tumblr! i wrote a small drabble and posted it to test the waters and that’s about it. since this is where i read most of my fanfic i figured lol why not writing is one of the casual hobbies i’ve always had anyways. about the headcanons, ive seen the jujutsu kaisen volume 0 movie three times already and it hasn’t even been out for a week, so i’m in a jujutsu kaisen writing mood. i have a nice one shot planned for both yuji and gojo (separately. obviously.) so if u want u can look forward to that, but for now i thought i’d start off lighter. hope u enjoy! :)

masterlist

sfw

ok so

starting off strong

coming from a plus size woman herself anybody who’s ever said nanami wouldn’t like a plus size partner is completely fucking wrong????

like omfg

he would love the feeling of your soft body in contrast up against his hard and rough muscles

this man definitely tries to live a healthy lifestyle. work out regularly, eat healthy, the whole shebang

however he’s the type of man who finds it extremely classy when somebody isn’t afraid to indulge in the simple pleasures of life

and he just wants u to be happy while doing it

don’t get me wrong he would encourage u to be healthier but when u ask if that was his way of trying to politely say you need to lose weight he would be genuinely flabbergasted bc no that’s not what he meant at all that thought literally never even crossed his mind he just wants you to be healthy and live a long life

doesn’t mean he won’t also indulge himself with u tho lmaoooo

like i feel like he acts all committed to this super strict diet and routine but in reality he doesn’t stick to it that often regardless of the fact he feels like he should bc life is short who cares? certainly not nanami

anyway pls never talk negatively abt ur body bc he will ask why it even matters every single time before complimenting u cause ain’t no way ur ever gonna talk badly abt urself and him just let it slide

long story short no matter what ur body looks like he thinks ur beautiful like weight ≠ beauty in his mind

anyway on a completely unrelated note

he snores lolllllll like rly loud

and he sweats in his sleep a lot too idc

it’s cute tho

blanket stealer too and when u guys wake up and u tell him he was hogging the blankets in his sleep he gets all embarrassed and won’t look u in the eye and denys it even tho he knows he does it he just can’t admit it

which usually isn’t that big of an issue cause y’all are glued together in your sleep anyways

cuddling alllll the time deadass

he always likes the air conditioning to be set pretty cold D:

like he’s definitely the kind of person who knows immediately if someone changes the temperature even one degree

he’s a good cook tooooo omg

for some reason i feel like he excels at italian food don’t ask me why i don’t know

like nanami would make the most fire pasta

but yeah he’s a good cook

he’s also rly flexible

i mean for the record think of what he has to do for his job of course he’s flexible

but he in particular is super flexible like he can do all that cool contortionist shit if he tried (which he won’t cause he’d be too embarrassed)

also he spoils u

like duh that much is obvious ofc nanami spoils his s/o but like….

yeah he totally spoils u.

he’s not really a religious dude tbh

like if ur religious that’s cool he’ll accept that he’s not gonna shame u and he’ll happily listen to u talk about it

but most of the time he’d just rather talk about something else

most of the time he’s just calling you by your first name but on the rare occasion when he does call u a pet name that’s when u know he’s feeling affectionate and wants ur attention

he doesn’t call u very many pet names either he’ll call you “sweetheart” the most, “beautiful” too and also maybe “darling” on the days he’s feeling extra affectionate

like it’s super easy to tell when he wants to just say f everything and be all over you

he doesn’t rly like pda so he’s super touchy at home

he likes to hug you from behind

his favorite cuddling positions either consist of him being the big spoon or him laying down on your chest

like i can see after a rly long day he wants nothing more than to come home get dressed comfortably and crash right on top of you laying his head in ur chest and putting his arms around you and feeling your hands through his hair

he would find the rhythm of your breathing and your heartbeat very comforting

especially after the horrors he’s forced to witness on a daily basis

you’re a comforting reminder that he’s alive

he’s just really obvious with how much he loves you

like even b4 y’all got together it was really obvious he thought he was super badass and hid it rly well tho LOLLL spoiler alert he didn’t

the thing that sold it the most pre your relationship was the way you’d always feel and catch his eyes glued to you

+++ it’s not easy to fluster nanami, but considering even the simplest of gestures from you turned his face and ears pink? yeah duh ofc he likes u

he tries to cover his face when he blushes too but he’s rly bad at it LOL like he’ll put his hand over his mouth and extend his thumb and fingers over his cheeks to try and hide the redness but it never works

like he’ll stay composed but his body’s reactions give it all away

hear me out i feel like he’d like a friendly talkative s/o

like maybe not somebody who’s as eccentric as gojo 24/7…

but definitely somebody who’s lively as long as they know when to be serious and is capable of remaining composed in a situation that calls for it

he would appreciate it to no end if you were able to get him to lighten up a little and be less of the stick-in-the-mud that he knows he is

he’s the slow dance with you in your kitchen in your pajamas type guy

but honestly no matter who u are

just one glance at u and he’s smiling to himself thinking abt how in love with u he is

you’re his biggest motivation, after all, and no matter how long the two of you are together you never stop giving him butterflies

nsfw

oof oof oof oof oof

oh to engage in the devils tango with this man

whenever mappa animates him loosening or taking off his tie it’s always so focused on and detailed like whatchu tryna say huh?

yeah he ties your wrists together with his tie lolllll

like ok listen

i don’t think he’s sex dungeon level kinky

but i also don’t think he’s completely vanilla either

he’ll blindfold u, tie ur wrists together, maybe your ankles if he’s rly feeling it

he can be reallyyyyyyy rough too

generally he tries to be gentle but if he’s ever really pent up or angry or frustrated abt something he wants to rid himself of that anger in a healthy way and sexual release is a go to for him

those are the circumstances where he’ll be rougher with u

he usually apologizes after though

and if u were the one to ask him to be rougher he’ll do so with pleasure but he’ll definitely still seek reassurance afterwards and ask you if what he did was to your satisfaction

he’s generally the more dominant one

he likes obedience

he’s okay with you taking the lead too but he prefers if it’s nothing too extreme

he feels bad asking u but god he loves getting sucked off so much :(<3 sweet baby

especially after work when he’s feeling especially exhausted and he’s had a bad day and he’s lazing around he loves nothing more than some good ass head and then cuddling to sleep

he’s a giver too don’t think anything less

he’s always between your thighs before he’s actually inside of you whether it’s his mouth or his fingers

he’s cool with using toys on you too, he actually really likes it

he doesn’t see sex toys as a threat he sees them as his best friend god healthy masculinity is so hot

u can use ur imagination to think about how he’d use them on u >:)

also nanami isn’t a one night stand guy

like hear me out i don’t think he sees sex as some crazy sacred act or anything

it won’t take all that long after you guys get together for him to be okay with dicking you down

but he doesn’t fuck anybody he’s not in a stable relationship with

meaning that, yeah, he isn’t a virgin, but he probably has some awkward first time story with somebody he slept with once and since then he’s only slept with one other person he was in a relationship with

like… he has experience, but not a lot of it

don’t get me wrong tho his stroke game is crazy

he 100% puts in the effort to figure out what you specifically like and don’t like

it’s definitely always a focus of his to first and foremost please you

he teases u but also praises u

like full on degradation? no not his style

but teasing yesssssss he loves it he loves seeing you squirm from just his words

like god just imagine his chest up against your back with his arms running down your sides and hips while he’s whispering teases into your neck goddddd i wish i wish

he also likes it when u scratch up his back hehe

he likes it when you leave marks on him and he leaves marks on you in places people can’t see

he doesn’t think it’s classy when people walk around with hickeys and such on full display however knowing he has marks/you have marks on your bodies that only the two of you know about is something that turns him on

also, if you’re fem bodied, he’s a hardcore tits man. i will die by this.

boobs in his face yesssssssss

[has-gilgamesh-doneanythingwrong]

Can I request something with Lance Cu and a master who is into being bitten. Like in an NSFW way sorry if this is awkward I haven't requested anything before.

Hi anon, thanks for the request! That's totally fine. Seeing as you haven't specified any gender, I'll be keeping the master gender neutral (ayyy) and sticking to a more foreplay-based nsfw headcanon featuring Lancer Cu this time, with a little touch of sex, too. Please enjoy, and thanks for the wait!

Warnings: 18+ NSFW content (tagged as 'lemon fic'). Includes foreplay, some vague depictions of sex, shower scene and a lot of biting/ teeth action.

Cu Chulainn (Lancer) x Gender-Neutral Master NSFW Headcanons (Foreplay/ Biting Kink/ a 'bit' of sex)

✲ It starts off as a mere bit of banter, the two of you playfully teasing one another as usual; until Lancer suddenly catches you off guard- by snaking those lithe arms of his around yours from behind, nipping you lightly on the cheek! As his teeth lightly graze against the round flesh of your cheek, his hot breath mingles with your skin, as he finally releases his hold to take a breath that sends shivers down your spine; mingling warmly against the cool surface of your flesh.

✲ Explosive heat bursts through your body at the unexpected action, embarrassedly placing your hands upon the part of your cheek that was now tingling with pleasure! What was initially purposed to be a mischievous- yet also affectionate- action accidentally unveils one of your deepest desires, resulting in you sheepishly recoiling away.

✲ Lancer's crimson eyes widen with surprise as you twist away, his keen instincts instantaneously tuning into to your rapidly shifting mood.

✲ "...Yo, master. You alright there?" As Lancer peeks his head around your shoulders, his piercing red eyes gaze into yours; slightly concerned. There was no getting past this keen warrior's heightened senses, after all. Silence takes the helm as you mull over what to say, anxiety prickling at your throat; however you overcome that by simply admitting how you feel.

✲ "When you nip and bite at me like that, I like it a lot. In fact, I'd like it if you could do it some more..." Throwing all fear to the wind, you courageously and directly confess the truth; pride swelling within Lancer's chest at the fact that you were willing to entrust him with your feelings. And it sure as hell feels great for you to release such a heavy burden from your shoulders as well.

✲ Not one to miss a beat, he skillfully plays along with your request; easing you in with gentle nips against your earlobe, as well as the nape of your neck; your breath quickening as his teeth and tongue mark you- fluctuating between nipping and licking at said sensitive spots. Now that he knew what you liked, Lancer was going to tease you as much as he possibly could about it- come hell or high water.

✲ As your knees buckle at the growing intensity of his ministrations against your neck, growing increasingly desperate for him to bite just a little bit harder, to suck just a little bit deeper; sparks of heat meld against your body as his hands slip underneath your clothing, Lancer's fiery hot touch setting your bare skin alight. Gasping from the unexpected heat now blistering against your once-cool skin, Lancer vehemently smirks.

✲ "Oho, master. Seems like you enjoyed that. If you want more...then tell me. I'll make you feel real damn good." The low hum of his whispering reverberates around your cranium, your heart's thudding beats echoing as loudly as the crashing beats of a heavy bass, as you regard the darkening of his eyes- Lancer's maroon hues now misting with lust.

✲ Barely managing to stammer out your request (who could blame you for that, with him being so intense?), within one slick movement, he slips the clothing off your shoulders; casually dipping his head into the crevice between your shoulder and neck as he presses his teeth lightly against the exposed flesh of your skin; his eagerness to drive you to the edge motivating him to an immense degree!

✲ His exhilarating bite evolves into an almost insatiable sense of pleasure, as he proceeds to then suck deeply against the now-throbbing zone-it sending tingles up your spine, as you moan at how good it feels. Now the whole area had been claimed with a hickey large enough for the entire world to see.

✲ "Fuck, I love it when you moan like that." Tell him how good it feels. Your response is what drives him on to please you even more. A smug aura laces his words, as he carries on, "So, tell me what you want next. Whatever you need...I'll make sure to fuck you real good-!!" His arousing words are brought to a startling halt, as you flip around, so that you're facing him- impishly grounding your hips against his own.

✲ Now Lancer is the one who's taken aback, a bashful expression briefly fluttering through his features. However, it's only a matter of seconds before he's matching your pace, fingers kneading into your hips as the two of you rub against one another, a delicious friction kicking up between you both.

✲ As he devilishly smirks, the sexual tension between the two of you becomes palpably tight, you pulling him into an intensely passionate kiss that quickly devolves into fervent grabbing and touching- as you fall into a twisted heap on top of one another, tongues encircling one other. Pulling briefly away from the kiss, he purposely bites your lower lip, relishing in the pure bliss that emanates from you; finding the dazed expression in your eyes to be rather endearing.

✲ By this time, all matters of clothing begin to lose their place- as you undress one another, your lips greedily claiming any spots of his exposed skin. Any pauses in your exploration of his form is responded to in kind by him nibbling at the weak spots all over your body- the fleshy parts of the thighs, the soft parts of the stomach, and especially any other spots that you particularly like- the twinging of his numerous bites numbed by the electricity sent skirting up your body by his velvety tongue.

✲ Mind exploding with desire, all thoughts concentrate onto him. You wanted him. Now. Craved him, even. However, Lancer is forever the tease; smirking at the increasing desperation of your trembling form as he gently tests the limits of your patience by sliding his slick cock extremely close to the parts of you that were hungering for him; yet refusing to give you the sweet sense of relief that you were so badly yearning for!!!

✲ However, such teasing doesn't last for long as the lust takes over, trapping you both beneath its heady mist. Sweating bodies melding against one another, as you both settle into a frenetic rhythm that gradually builds in intensity- slippery smacking noises echoing all around as you become deeply entwined with one another's insides; the world twists into a murky, dazed mist. The feel of his cock is incredibly good- turning you completely and utterly inside out. As you heave such words of praise through labored breaths, Lancer releases a breathy laugh- only then to double down in intensity.

✲ The pace becomes so tight, so deep; hitting all of the right places in a way that makes your body curl, hands gripping onto the bedsheets for dear life, as a burgeoning warmth kicks up a rush inside of you- filling your belly with heat. The pleasure is so insatiable that all you can do is whimper- however, Lancer is far from finished yet.

✲ Just as you can feel the ensuing waves of an orgasm reaching you- threatening to spill over the edge- he clamps his teeth into your neck, biting you exactly the way that you like it. This topples you over the edge as only white takes over your vision, your body pulsating with an entire legion of heavenly waves of pleasure. He too loses himself to the sensations, the two of you wholeheartedly indulging within one another; as you press your hands into his flaming hot back, nails digging into his skin.

✲ After such a glowing, white-hot night; the two of you wash the dew of the night away within a soothing shower, torridly kissing as he fervidly backs you up against the shower wall; searing heat drifting through the steamy air.

Things seemed to be far from over.

The night is still yet young, after all...

[bueris]

hope you don't mind me reblogging with opinions 🙏 also I may be oversharing a bit but feel free to laugh at stuff (wouldn't put it here if I cared)

the rise and fall of a midwestern princess (song by song):

femininomenon: I've never dated a man or had an online relationship so I think the true meaning is lost on me, love it when the bass gets more prominent around the chorus (I think it's the chorus but I'm not a music buff) also is there a reason Boston gets brought up in so many songs??? because I have no concept of that place

red wine supernova: "fell in love with the thought of you" why would you do this to me. a lot more relatable, sounds good in a "something I'd listen to just before I find out the person I like hates me" kind of way but ngl that might be a very not universal feeling. molly I'll never forgive you.

after midnight: oh nice bass nice cadence. reminiscent of what I listened to in 2020 but in a good way this time, makes me think of playing animal crossing in my garden all summer

coffee: absolutely beautiful. I'm sleeping on the road tonight.

casual: deeply unrelatable because I have absolutely zero game to the point I think I may be genuinely some kind of asexual

super graphic ultra modern girl: ohhh okay very familiar sound a lot of UK beats sound like this at quite a few points. I really like this

hot to go!: OH OKAY THIS FUCKS. would memorise and mumble for months at a time. h-o-t-t-o-g-o you can take me hot to go all day baby. love it

my kink is karma: yeah real I also like watching my ex (there's two, one is a lovely girl and the others a cunt) get their life ruined. proud to say I'm doing better them lmao

picture you: less of a fan of slow songs, usually I find them a bit whiney but the way she sings here is really nice. not my favourite but it's respectable and good. nice build ups.

kaleidoscope: same thing about slow songs but her voice is lovely and her lyrics are beautiful

pink pony club: had me doubting in the first minute then gagged me horrifically oh my god THE GUITAR AT 2:36 AND THE END????? this fucks stupendously hard and I'm dancing

naked in manhattan: title sounds like the most normal thing in new york from all I've heard about it. "an inch away from more than just friends" okay cool nice song gonna kms. thanks molly.

california: just not my thing I guess

guilty pleasure: uh oh the intro sounds like this is gonna hurt. it didn't hurt! and it sounds great! love this! sounds familiar idk why

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everything else:

anschluss: 4:20 run time lmao. like the sound, I would listen to this on repeat but I have no particular feelings about this

chu, tayousei: I like the sound, less a fan of the singing but like give it a few listens and I'll warm up to it

flyers: this is an anime opening isn't it ITS THE DEATH PARADE OPENING OH MY GOD I HAVEN'T HEARD THIS IN YEARS

power & control: sounds good, loved marina when I was 11ish, not a listen on loop kind of song but I'd enjoy it fully whenever it'd come on. seems like something someone would make a yuri on ice edit to (goes hard)

camn aven: more like Carmarthen‼️‼️ I LOVE WALES AND THE WELSH (mother's side) listen to on repeat song, I really like this, like the drums

saturday: I think I've heard this somewhere before, wouldn't be surprised I really liked fall out boy when I was 11-13. whatever phase I liked them in, this song is making me miss it tho I had another fob/p!atd phase when I was 15 and reading a shitty translation of mdzs

grand theft autumn/where is your boy: neuron activation upon the first lyric I used to love this song so much oh my god I have an undying love for this genre

smile like you mean it: oh like the mr brightside band cool, liking this lots, lead singer sounds deceptively british but I know he's not

jenny was a friend of mine: mmm lots of sound all at once, I'm a big fan of crowded music that I can deafen myself with

hiii I'm bored and in need of song recommendations, may I have some?

hi i meant to answer this sooner but i had stuff to do 😭 but of course!

right off the bat i’m just gonna say, if you want a full album to listen to: go listen to the rise and the fall of a midwest princess by chappell roan. lately i’ve had like half of the album on repeat and i’ve danced to it so much 💀 it’s quickly become one of my favorite albums and i’d totally recommend it.

but! if you don’t want to listen to the full album but want the highlights, listen to:

femininomenon

hot to go!

pink pony club

naked in manhattan

enough about chappell roan though. i don’t really know what music you’re into, so i’m just gonna throw out some of my favorite songs, and see if anything sticks lol

scheibe - lady gaga

g.u.y. - lady gaga

government hooker - lady gaga

anschluss - the cabs

chu, tayousei. - ano

flyers - bradio

power & control - marina

camn aven - the cabs

saturday - fall out boy

where is your boy / grand theft autumn - fall out boy

smile like you mean it - the killers

jenny was a friend of mine - the killers

[beyondspaceandstars]

That Black Tee

Relationship: Bucky Barnes x Reader Warnings: SMUT, NSFW, penetrative sex, fingers, slight metal arm kink, sex against a wall, semi-public sex, dirty talk - 18+, minors DNI. Summary: It was such a simple thing. Just a simple black tee-shirt. But the way Bucky wore it had you practically melting -- and he seemed to realize it, happily granting your needs A/N: idk guys there was just something about that black tee-shirt bucky wore in episode 4 of TFATWS. it got my mind wandering. and i love practicing writing smut i hope im getting better at it lmao

Masterlist

You knew you absolutely, utterly fucked the second Bucky took off his jacket, revealing that damn black tee.

So simple yet so fitting, so accentuating. He looked casual and cool yet incredibly powerful and dominant with that metal arm fully on display thanks to the short sleeves. Between that damn shirt and the hard expression he wore, you were pretty much done for. It took all you might to not march over to him right that second.

Bucky appeared to be aware of all this as he turned to you, feeling your eyes wandering shamelessly over him in that shirt. He just looked so… him. Not a soldier, not some asset, just him. And he was hot.

He shot you a little smirk, making your eyes widen, suddenly unreasonably worried your boyfriend could read your mind.

You two must’ve been too caught up in your silent communication because the next thing you heard was Sam asking if you were okay.

You jumped and forced yourself to look away from Bucky. "Yeah, Sam," you nodded, "I’m fine."

He hummed, suspicious. "Are you sure?"

But before you could answer, Bucky felt it was his time to chime in. "She’s a little distracted."

Your eyes widened again, this time sending a signal to your boyfriend to shut the hell up. He wouldn’t look at you and instead just laughed to himself.

"Distracted?" Sam questioned.

"I- I’m fine, really-,"

Bucky cut you off, "Actually, I need to talk with her about something."

Your jaw went slack as you tried finding some words of explanation, something to save yourself from this situation as you could see Sam’s concern growing. But nothing was able to come out before Bucky was grabbing your hand.

"You can’t talk to her out here?" Sam asked.

Bucky shook his head, profusely. "It’s a very private matter. Incredibly serious. Just between me and her."

"Bucky-," you just about yelped as he started walking to one of the off-shoot rooms from the living space. Sam tried asking more questions but Bucky promptly shut him down by slamming the door. Hard. It was a miracle the thing didn’t just fall right off its hinges. For whatever reason, that suddenly turned you on even more.

You stood there in the middle of the room watching as Bucky slowly turned to you. He had a playful glimmer in his eyes as he took in your nervous yet needy state. Your thighs were practically in pain from how hard you were trying to squeeze them together, wanting some relief to your core that was set ablaze by him. Him and that damn outfit. That damn hair. His damn face- God, you just needed your boyfriend right now.

Bucky walked towards you slowly, intensely. You tried averting your eyes to save yourself from crumbling but he stopped you. His fingers came to your chin, forcing you to look him in the eyes. He appeared to be just as eager.

"What happened back there, doll?" He asked just barely above a whisper. He held your chin firmly.

"What- What do you-,"

He chuckled. The fucker chuckled at your flustered state. "What do I mean? I mean that look you were giving me. How those eyes were peeling off my clothing piece by piece. Made me want to take you right there."

Bucky’s words went straight to your core. The wetness was pooling profusely, practically soaking through your jeans. You let out a little whimper as his thumb brushed over your lip.

"It’s your tee-shirt," you whispered, surprised that you could even find any sort of words in your dazed brain. He was way too intoxicating.

Bucky’s face shifted in surprise. "My shirt?"

You nodded. "It just… looks good on you."

He couldn’t help but let out another chuckle. You pouted at his reaction which he took as the opportunity to quickly place a kiss on your lips. You tried moving into him, grinding your body with his to beg for more, but he stopped, forcing you two apart.

"Oh, doll," he mumbled as his hand left your chin and slowly made its way down your body. Over the curve of your clothed breast, down your stomach, to your hips… the hand finally dipped under the waistline of your jeans. Without much warning, two fingers traced your folds, dipping slightly in to collect the wetness. He gave a few thrust, teasingly. Bucky groaned. "You’re this wet just from how I look in my shirt?"

You gasped, nodding. Embarrassment wanted to coarse through you but the pleasure from Bucky tracing his fingers to your clit was too much. Slowly, he started with circular motions, making your body jolt. You squealed in surprise. Bucky smiled down at your reaction.

He kept it up, adding pressure every now and then as he continued. Your legs began to shake forcing you to grip his arms in support. Bucky noticed this and brought his metal hand to your hip, steadying you.

He picked up the pace, his eyes boring into yours intensely. You let out a breathy moan at the sight of him, looking at you so hungry and aroused.

"Come on, honey, cum for me," he mumbled, still working on your clit. Every now and then he’d stop to dip a finger in as if gaging your wetness. In those moments you’d groan, waiting for the contact to come back. He never let you suffer long, though, finding his way back to your clit quickly, keeping the pressured motions. "Be a good girl and cum for me, doll, and I’ll fuck you real nice against the wall just like you deserve."

That was the final straw. His words alone practically sent you over the edge. Your body shook as the first orgasm pulled through you, lighting fire throughout your body. Your hips bucked and twisted uncontrollably, almost trying to get away from the touch but Bucky didn’t lighten up. He worked you through it, whispering sweet praises in your ear, making you lose it even more.

Once you came down from the high, Bucky wasted absolutely no time gripping your hips and pushing your back to the nearest wall. You yelped in surprise before his lips attached to yours, rough and demanding.

He lifted you up and grabbed your legs, circling them around your waist. You took the opportunity to grind into him feeling his erection hit your covered core. It lit a new fire in you making you gasp at the feeling.

Bucky moved his lips down your face to your neck, kissing and nipping at your skin. You whined and grabbed onto that fucking tee shirt, still trying to push into him, wordlessly begging him to speed up.

"Eager, doll?" Bucky asked. You could practically hear the dumb smile on his face and it made you want to slap it off. But all you could do in response was nod.

He placed one more kiss on your lips before his hand made its way back down your body. This time he popped the buttons of your jeans open. Briefly, he placed you back down to pull your jeans to your ankles. When that task was done, you were back wrapped around his waist, now feeling the erection more prominently. You let out a deep, uncontrollable moan when it hit.

As if he understood your annoyance, Bucky quickly undid his own jeans. In your dazed state, you must’ve zoned out because the next thing you knew, your panties were just pushed to the side and his cock was breaching your walls. You two were in sync letting our moans and groans at the warmth, the wetness.

His arms held you tight as he began his thrusts, so precise and strong. You were backed into the wall forcefully, enjoying the pressure and pleasure combining into one. Your boyfriend groaned above you, sounds going right to your core which was made evident by the squelching sounding in the room.

Bucky kept his thrusts up as his metal hand left your hip and made its way to your clit. His body held you up with his other arm, giving you a second to marvel in his strength. It was always such a treat when it came out in the bedroom. How he could hold you down or hold you up had your mind spinning half the time.

As his thrusts began to pick up, his metal hand started with the circular motions again on your clit. The coldness meeting your warmth was enough to drive you crazy. Your hands fisted his shirt, trying to keep yourself grounded. You let out a surprised moan at the whole sensation which Bucky seemed to like as he gripped you harder. Your brain was going fuzzy, drunk even, as he pounded you into the wall flawlessly.

"Bucky… B-Bucky…" you choked out.

"Hmm?" You could tell he was staring at you despite your eyes being fluttered shut. He was taking in every inch of your face contorting in glorious pleasure. It seemed to drive his thrusts faster, the circular motions on your clit picking up as well.

"I- I’m gonna-,"

"You gonna cum again, doll?" He asked, a little mockingly. You would’ve bit back if you weren’t in this state but you couldn’t do anything, just take what he was giving. You nodded weakly. "Alright, honey, that’s it… Cum for me, come on. I got you."

It was like Bucky flipped that last switch as his strength and speed picked up. You yelped, clinging to his shirt even tighter.

One final push on your clit was all you needed before you were crumbling in his arms. Your body shook as your orgasm flooded you with ecstasy. Bucky didn’t want to let up with the trusts, though, chasing his own orgasm and thoroughly working you through your second. He kept pounding, his hand opting to leave your clit to grope at your breasts under your shirt. The metal hitting your skin in a new place made you squeal again.

The sounds and motions were it for Bucky as the next thing you knew, he released inside you, coating your walls and thrusting in and out, letting it leak onto your skin. You moaned at the sensation.

Bucky gave a couple more weak thrusts before he let out a final groan and stilled inside you. Both his arms now were around your waist, pulling you close as you two panted, coming down from the pleasure.

Bucky leaned forward, his head resting on your shoulder. Your hands left his shirt and came up to his hair, where you ran them through his short locks.

"Was that what you needed, doll?" He asked, voice breaking through the heaviness of the room.

You giggled, "Exactly what I needed."

"Hmm," he sighed and straightened back up. He pecked your lips. "Guess I gotta wear this shirt more often."

You gasped, slapping his chest lightly as he laughed. But you couldn’t totally disagree. "I wouldn’t complain if it made an appearance every now and then."

Bucky shook his head, "I don’t understand how a black tee shirt can get you going, doll."

After he spoke, he slowly removed himself from you, letting you down from the wall. Warm wetness began soaking your thighs feeling so intimate, so hot, it almost made you almost suggest round two right then and there but that didn’t seem on the table after Bucky handed you some tissues to clean up. Not to mention the fact there were people in the living area.

You shrugged, readjusting your shirt and pulling your jeans back on. You watched as Bucky also readjusted his appearance. "It’s because it’s on you," you insisted. "You could walk around in the most ridiculous outfits and I’d still beg you to jump my bones."

Bucky let out the most joyous laugh at that. He walked back towards you, securely wrapping his arms around your waist. You placed a kiss on his lips, which he hummed happily into.

"I’m flattered," he mumbled. The light blush across his cheeks confirmed his words.

You smiled, "What can I say? I got a hot boyfriend and he should know it."

Bucky placed another kiss on your lips. "Oh, trust me, I think he knows it now."

You let out a giggle and pulled away from his grip, despite a little protest. "Come on," you said and motioned towards the door, "we should probably leave this room before we get any shit from them."

"Oh, you’re getting a lot of shit once you come out of that room," Sam called from the other side of the door, making both you and Bucky jump. "Might as well stay in here."

You groaned at the words, your face and neck suddenly becoming hot in embarrassment. Bucky just chuckled, somehow finding everything amusing, and wrapped an arm around you.

"Worth it, though," he whispered before placing a kiss on your cheek. You rolled your eyes playfully but couldn’t at all argue. Just glancing between the wall and that black tee made you suddenly hot and bothered all over again.

Bucky picked up on your gaze, once again practically reading your mind. With a suggestive smirk, he asked, "Round two?"

You bit your lip as his hand began running over the curve of your ass.

"Fine."

Bucky didn’t waste a single second before whisking you off your feet

[falcor-thee-luck-dragon]

Rainy Afternoon- Klaus Hargreeves x reader

Summary: It’s supposed to be movie night, though Klaus always seems to change that in one way or another.

Warning: fluff, smut mentions

Masterlist

Klaus gently grabbed your shoulders, his face inches from yours as he looks deeply into your eyes, “We’re watching Twilight.” He says softly in the most gentle and sweetest of voices, like he telling you he loves you for the first time or something of the sort.

You let out an amused snort, “No, we are not.” The words leaving your lips bluntly and with as much enthusiasm as a stick.

Laying sprawled out on yours and Klaus’ shared apartment bed, your eyes trailing over the chipped white ceiling as your cuddly man hugs your torso. You couldn’t feel happier or more loved right now in this very moment while a storm rages against the window.

It’s about three in the afternoon and the clouds don’t seem to want to move, nor does the sky appear to remain keen on halting its assault of never ending water droplets onto the city below. But that’s all well and fine with you and Klaus on this lazy Thursday.

So far the two of you have half successfully baked a chocolate cake and eaten mostly all of it for your breakfast/lunch like the health conscious adults you are. Then for almost two hours you both danced around the apartment like wild hoodlums, making sure to push all the furniture aside for safety and to better show off your fantastical dancing skills. After that rush of excitement and heavy physical activity, you both stuck your heads out the window to let the soft pattering of the rain cool you two off.

Once that was done, Klaus dragged your bum to the bedroom for some kisses and a needed cuddle session now resulting in the two of you laying in your casual positioning for the time being. The only sounds to be heard is the pouring of the rain outside and Klaus’ dramatic sighing he does when he wants your attention.

Though you’re trying to ignore it just to fuck with him, even so, it appears your man will not let the room stay in a peaceful quietness. With Klaus. Never.

“What if we had tails?” Randomly questions Klaus, the feel of his hard chin digging into your rips as he tries to look up at you for an answer.

Tilting your head down ever so slightly to meet his emerald gaze you smirk, “What if you shut the fuck up?”

Abruptly lifting himself off of you, you’re left slightly colder as his face feigns offense, “Rude.” He tisks in disapproval, “Y/N you kiss me with that mouth.” He giggles, moving to hover over you, both of his muscular arms to either side of your face.

Looking up into his green irises you can’t help the love struck smile that tugs at the corners of your lips, “You’re one to talk considering yesterday I was making you say a whole lot worse while we were...”

Suddenly his lips are on yours and the slight chill you might have once had is gone in an instant. He’s warm and welcoming as always, letting this moment take its sweet time as he slowly lowers himself flush against you.

Feeling the full weight of Klaus is a solid blessing, he’s warm and enough to cover your smaller frame which is always nice. Soon he’s caressing your hair as his legs fall on the mattress in between your thighs while he continues to move gently against your lips.

All to soon Klaus pulls away, resting his elbows against the bed as he stares deeply into your beaming gaze and almost swollen lips from the swiftly pleasant previous events. His hair is a usual mess, dark brown locks throwing themselves every which way. His unkempt mane is slightly longer then normal but you’re not complaining, gives you something to tug when you’re getting rawed into the mattress.

Without a second to spare he leans down to press a sweet kiss upon your lips before pulling away just as quickly, a mischievous glimmer to his eye that sends an electric bolt of excitement into your body.

Letting your finger tips lightly drag down the side of his handsome features, he closes his eyes as you smile, “I know that look. What do you have in mind we do next?”

Opening his eyes once more, he kisses your cheek, “Oh I have something very intriguing swirling through this wonderland.” He quips, ever so slightly pressing into you as he pecks the corner of your lips.

“Klaus.” You halfheartedly warn, “You’re treading on some very dangerous territory my love, are you even prepared?” You purr, sending shivers down his naked spine as you drag your nails gently down his back, causing the man to close his eyes in pleasure. “You are weak to my power.”

Leaning his head against yours, Klaus tugs at a small lock of your hair, “Y/N. You have no fucking idea.” He mutters lowly, oh you got him now.

“You are nothing but a simple weary traveler who’ve lost their way in the storm.” You whisper, “Wandering, lonely, desperate...”

“Y/N.” He warns, though there is no real threat that could make you fall back in fear, Klaus loves when you act like this. God you’ve got him by a string.

“A man alone is no way to live in this world. It’s a fortunate thing I have found you then, and taken you into my castle.” Your words are soft and sensual as your body begins to press up into his growing member, “Now look at us, how far things have gone from when I found you alone in the woods. Now you’re tiny and desperately in need of being touched.”

“Oh lord.” Mumbles Klaus as you tug at his tiny neon boxers, your lips dancing across his cheeks the whole time.

——

Panting from Klaus’ persistent love making capabilities that’s left you sweaty and slightly sore in more areas then your thighs. You take a deep satisfied breath, body nude and hot as you lay against the beds soft blankets, listening to the pitter patter of rain against the window.

Klaus is a sight to behold, with his hair a wild jungle and his body absolutely glistening in the neon lights of your room. He lays on his back next to you, eyes closed as his face reveals a big dumb smile blessing his handsome features for you and only you to enjoy.

His naked chest rises and falls in repetitive slow waves as he keeps a single hand protectively against your wrist that’s closest to him. You can tell he’s spent, giving all of himself to you in many positions and various places throughout the room is no easy feat. But you’re worth everything to him.

You blink up at the ceiling, immensely enjoying the feeling of being naked and completely vulnerable to the world in this very moment. Though the prying eyes of the universe isn’t a huge problem right now, you’re just grateful to have someone like Klaus who absolutely worships you.

He’s never made you feel like shit, never judged you, let you down when you needed him most, or mocked you for anything. He’s always made sure to keep you close and to never let his addictions get in the way of your love and deep friendship. Sure he’s struggled, but you’ve always been there to reach out a hand when he stumbles.

And for that he owes you everything, possibly even his life. Though he’d never want to fully admit that, he’s still a bit stubborn in those areas. But without a doubt he has always shown you how much you mean to him, and that means more to you then anything in the whole wide world.

Gently tapping your wrist, Klaus stirs from beside you, “Y/N.” He whispers, causing you to turn your attention over to him.

“Yes?” You whisper back, eyes trailing from his lips over to his emerald eyes.

He breaks out into a cute little smile when your gaze meet, “I’m hungry.”

“Me too.” You confirm, shifting yourself on the bed so that you’re now laying on your stomach facing Klaus, “I have a fantastic idea and it involves you going to get us something to eat.”

“Blah.” Complains Klaus with a pout, “Can’t we just order gummy worms? Oh, some of that Thai from Fifth Avenue?”

Shaking your head you chuckle, “I’m afraid not, they don’t serve gelatin sour candy or have delivery.”

“Tragic.”

“Well....we could go on a heist to the 7 eleven, you wanna join me?” You ask while gently twirling his hair with your fingers as he thinks of an excuse or hopefully a more positive answer.

“Ugh but the rain.” Whines your man as he throws his arm up to point dramatically at the window before it falls back onto the bed with a thwump sound. “Why do humans need to eat?”

Leaning your head down, you gently kiss his lips for a few moments to silence his dull excuses before pulling away once more, “Why do humans need to fuck?” You whisper to him in the darkly lit room as rain continues to softly patters against the glass.

Raising a brow, you watch as his lips shift into a grin, “Fair point my dear. Fair point.” He mumbles while reaching a hand up to press your lips against his once more. He tastes so sweet and delicious, but alas your stomach growls in defiance as it complains of your hunger.

Tugging on his hair, you lift your head up to give him a half annoyed look, “Stop kissing me. We need to eat something and the fridge is empty.”

Smiling cheekily he softly caresses your skin, “Why can’t I just eat you instead? I know how absolutely scrumptious you are.” Sweet talks Klaus in that compellingly sly voice of his that absolutely drives you wild.

Biting your bottom lip, you contemplate taking him up on that implied offer just as another pang of hunger curls in your body. “I’m thinking cheap frozen pizza. How about you hot-stuff? And anyways, what else you got going on?”

“Showing my girlfriend how much I love her on this fine day?”

“I like it, but wrong answer.” You reply with a smirk, “Now come on, let’s get some food so we can come back here and be lazy again.”

Klaus rolls his eyes, “Grrr fine. But only because I love you.”

[sohin-ace]

Josuke & Okuyasu - Magazine

Inspired by that one fanart I can't use because I can't find the artist.

Enjoy~

'Boys will be boys'.

We don't count the times this excuse was used to justify the hormone-driven and often stupid decisions or behaviors of male teenagers.

This applies to our two protagonists, Josuke and Okuyasu who just happened to be at that age where boys were curious about their own selves but most importantly of course, curious about the opposite sex.

They couldn't really be blamed, sexuality was a normal part of a teenager's life after all. Which may or may not imply them oogling questionable things here and there or watching specific videos, for instance.

Josuke and Okuyasu decided to feast their eyes as a part of their numerous 'bro dates' as they called them, and made it a regular thing.

Of course, they made these moments very secret. Only them could know what sinful things they were doing after school. They trusted no one else than each other and nobody should ever know about their activities.

They especially couldn't let a girl know about their shenanigans. Oh no, that would be an absolute disaster if they were to be caught red-handed by a girl from their school. They would have to carry the heavy title of 'disgusting perverts', stamped right on their foreheads for the rest of their highschool years, if not their life.

One day as they got out of school, they decided to check out the X-rated section of a local konbini, section placed strategically in the far corner of the shop, and opened some nice porn magazine for their needy eyes. As one does.

"Yoooo Josuke check this out!" Okuyasu exclaimed to his friend while pointing to one of the pages, already blushing madly and coughing up an impressed chuckle.

"Oh my god!!" Josuke whisper-yelled to his friend, trying to not catch people's attention. "That's hot! You think those boobs are real?"

They kept on drooling over pictures of sexy women in bikinis or underwear and posing suggestively for 10 more solid minutes, completely forgetting about their surroundings.

They weren't really worried about getting caught as the section they were in was pretty far away from the entrance of the store and nobody really passed by this corner of the shop anyways.

As they were in their own little fantasy world, they didn't notice a certain H/C haired female coming up behind them.

"Hey isn't that the red head girl from last time?" Josuke commented as he pointed at a certain picture.

"The one who was licking a cherry? Yeah I think so." Replied his tan best friend who started chuckling.

"Who even licks cherries like that?"

"I don't know but she can lick my cherry if you know what I'm sayin'~"

They both snorted obnoxiously and stupidly to themselves until they suddenly heard a very familiar someone right behind them.

"Hey guys! What's up!"

The boys jumped, screaming high pitched 'Eeeks' and 'Uwahs' at the sound of your sweet voice startling them into the worst heart attack they'd ever experience, threatening to cut their short lives even shorter.

Josuke nearly dropped the lewd magazine from his clammy hands and they both turned around abruptly, sweating bullets as they desperately and clumsily hid the piece of dirty evidence behind their backs.

'Oh no. God, everything but not this...' They both thought in unison, as if connected.

The last thing they could have ever expected or wanted, was seeing YOU, of all people, here out of all places and now, out of all times. They really had the worst luck. Suddenly, getting struck by thunder seemed appealing.

"O-o-oh hey Y/N-chan..." Okuyasu stuttered shakily, still sweating profusely.

"What uh... Ahem... What are you doing... here...?" Josuke continued clearing his tight throat and eyeing his best friend with rising anxiety.

The boys were silently communicating, trying to come up with anything, any excuse to either hide their shameful crime from you, or make you leave as soon as possible. They had to work their so-called 'bro-telepathy' like they never did before.

"I was passing by to get some strawberry milk, but then I recognized your hair in the distance! I'm so glad to see you!" You smiled angelically at them while showing them your little pink carton of strawberry milk like it was some prize.

You were beaming so brightly at them, they almost had to squint at your radiating light and beauty. Oh no this was bad, they were both striked by you like an arrow right through their heart.

'She.... SHE'S TOO CUTE FOR THIS WORLD!' They both screamed in their heads.

You, in particular, should never know about what they were doing. EVER. You were way too pure and too innocent for this. Who knows what your reaction would be if you discovered their lewd secrets? Would you judge them? Be disgusted by them? Never talk to them ever again? They couldn't possibly risk that.

Sadly, they were not as glad to see you here as you were to see them. You eventually asked them the oh-so-dreaded question that they wished you'd never ask.

"So, what were you boys doing? Reading manga?" You leaned over to the side slightly trying to see what they were hiding behind their backs and they both panicked.

Obviously you didn't notice the big 'R18' sign over all three of your heads and surely, you couldn't know what this part of the store was since you probably never checked it in your entire life.

In an amazingly coordinated moment, Josuke swiftly handed the magazine to Okuyasu while walking towards you, passing in front of the Jobro, the action completely hidden from your sight.

Josuke came in front of you and grabbed your shoulders, smiling big and trying to act as natural as he could.

"Aah um yes! Manga! Actually there's this one manga I wanted to show you, good thing you're here!" The pompadour-haired haafu was still obviously in utter panick, even if he tried his best to play it cool.

As Josuke was trying to deflect your attention from their guilty pleasure, Okuyasu took this advantage to turn around and scurriedly hide the magazine back in it's original shelf.

You were confused at their shady behavior and furrowed your eyebrows a little bit. You noticed Josuke was sweating and panting slightly, but your eyes traveled to Okuyasu fumbling with the magazines behind and you tried to make out what he was doing.

But Josuke wouldn't let you discover their evil plan for anything in the world, and so, he cupped both your cheeks in his large hands earning a gasp from you as he almost squished them, and turned your head back to face him.

He leaned down to your height and your eyes widened, puzzled by his spontaneous actions.

"Y/N Look at me! Look at my eyes!" He stared at you with a serious expression and you blushed at his sudden bold act and how close he was.

"J-jojo...?" You yelped as your heart was beating fast in your chest.

You were so confused as to what the hell was going on and why they were acting so weird. You knew the two could be up to some truly bizarre adventures sometimes, but that was just so strange.

Whatever they were trying to distract you from, it was working. His face was so close to yours, and his big hands were so warm, you subconsciously put your small ones over his wrists in response, face now red with blood and adrenaline.

You were beyond puzzled at everything that was happening, but you were so lost in Josuke's ocean blue eyes, you completely forgot about what Okuyasu was hiding so clumsily.

Speak of the devil, the tan male suddenly came up to you both, and Josuke released you from his grasp as his best friend made a surprisingly genius offer.

"Ohh Y/N, you didn't pay for that milk yet, right? Good, it's my treat then! Josuke, let's get some too! I'm thirsty."

The scar-faced boy casually wrapped a large arm around your shoulders and swiflty turned you around in his strong hold, effectively dragging you away from the adult section of the store, and barely letting you any time to even glance at the overly sexual display around you.

"Eh? What about that manga you wanted to show me?" You looked back at Josuke, regaining your composure slowly.

"Oh that? Never mind, it's not important anyway- Hey Okuyasu, do you want banana flavor or chocolate?" The fourth Jojo quickly changed the subject as he opened the fridge doors and picked up some drinks.

"You guys are acting so weird today..." You loved the boys, and they usually brought you into their messes, that wasn't anything new, but sometimes you really couldn't understand them. "I'll go wait in line while you guys make up your minds."

You gently patted Okuyasu's chest who almost forgot to let you go and you walked away towards the cash register.

When you were finally out of earshot, they both stared at each other, thinking of how they just dodged a bullet so big, it might as well just have been an atomic bomb.

"D-dude... That was so clutch man...." Josuke sighed, still swallowing his stress out and his best friend only shut his eyes and cringed before grabbing his drink.

"Just shut up, let's not talk about it..."

"Aaahh!!" Okuyasu let out a loud sigh of delight as he sipped his banana milk. "Man, that hit the spot."

"Yeah! Nothing better than some fresh milk in the summer. Great idea Y/N."

You three walked out of the store and headed back home, enjoying your drinks. You giggled at their over-the-top reaction and handed them your own carton.

"You guys want to try strawberry flavor?"

"Oohh~" Okuyasu gushed before smirking and taking the item from your hands. "An indirect kiss from my little Y/N! Lucky~"

Josuke gasped and snatched the drink as well, snickering when he was done. "Can't say no when she's the one who proposed huehue!"

"Well you both drank from the same straw, so technically you two kissed too!" You laughed at their priceless shocked facial expressions.

"WHAT?!"

"Naah dude, no homo, no homo." Josuke patted his friend's back, reassuring him with the holy expression famous for saving countless men from potential homosexuality.

Okuyasu sighed in relief. "Yeah, no homo! Still in the bro zone, bro."

You snorted at their questionable reasoning and kept on walking when you suddenly saw two familiar faces coming towards you.

"Oh! It's Koichi and Yukako!" You waved and smiled at the couple who approached you.

"Oh hey guys, what are you doing?" The short male greeted with a smile.

"Oh nothing much, I bumped into them in the konbini." You sheepishly answered and Yukako quirked an eyebrow at the two suspicious looking males next to you.

"Really?" She feigned, still staring at them. "What were they doing without you I wonder..."

"I don't know, reading manga I think? I'm not sure, they wouldn't tell me." You tried to look between her and them and they seemed to glare at the girl as hard as she did them.

"Huh?" She scoffed and shifted her weight on one leg." I bet you guys were reading porn again. Y/N I can't believe your patience around those guys."

"HUUUHHH???" Koichi yelled in pure surprise at the revelation and you three widened your eyes.

"YOU FREAKIN- OH MY GOD SHUT UP!" Okuyasu gasped and screamed at the girl who was smirking in victory.

"W-what?" You stuttered and looked at the two visibly stressed boys. "Po-... I don't- ... What??"

"Y/N DON'T LISTEN TO HER SHE'S LYING!" Josuke guiltily tried to reason as you covered your mouth in shock.

"Well it's the truth, right? Did I hit a sensitive subject, perhaps?" The brunette chuckled cutely, infuriating your friends even more.

"YOU'RE DEAD!!!"

Josuke sprinted towards Yukako who easily hoisted her awe-struck boyfriend over her shoulder and ran for dear life, having no regrets whatsoever.

An old one. A very old fic, it hurts to read it. I'm going to go ahead and post some old stuff I wrote just to get them out of my drafts. I hope they'll be enough for my beautiful gangsters.

[bitterbrained]

❝ not often. ❞ the answer to the question is just as flat as it is swift and anyone who didn't know malcolm ( such as the gentleman standing opposite him now ) might assume him a liar for how abruptly he shuts down the notion. but the honest to goodness truth? he really doesn't. see, malcolm is about as much of an open book as the audubon — you may get a glimpse beyond the surface, sure, but only one that has been chosen for you. pre-selected. he keeps his details sealed away, locked and guarded. beyond the occasional gripe to his brother — more often than not, about his own behavior — malcolm seldom shares his complaints. but particularly not with strangers ; what are they meant to do with his burdens? his expression does not falter even a twitch at the younger man's incredulous reaction to his reminder. malcolm stands by what he said. ❝ i've been 'round the block enough now t'know ye canny assume to judge anybody on looks alone. what's yer outfit got to tell me yer capable of, outside o' maybe listenin' to trash bands? ❞

the fact that ikarus bothers to explain himself at all is enough to encourage malcolm to cool it on the offensive a bit ; he's still wary as he would be of anybody else loitering outside of the club, but he takes a step back, spares enough attention to his cigarette to flick away several centimeters' worth of smoldering ash he's wasted. a long drag fills lungs with the deliciously acrid burn of nicotine. malcolm blinks at icarus through a cloud of smoke. ❝ isnae conductin' yer business directly outside of — and still on the property of, mind you — another establishment exactly the definition' of solicitin' anyhow? ❞ there's a brief pause and, for a moment, one could almost be convinced the enforcer had his own cyberware enhancements for the nearly visible gears turning behind a slate gaze. he chooses to ignore the morbid images evoked by a casual comment ( violence may run hot in his veins, but that doesn't mean he enjoys when it is gratuitous ) but — ❝ pool toys and toes? ❞

malcolm shakes his head. ❝ already told ye my thoughts on yer looks, it don't matter. listen, i've seen ye 'round here, ikarus, i know yer not startin' any trouble— ❞ just as much a statement as it is a warning, but there's no real heat behind it. he suspects there doesn't need to be. ❝ ―but would ye be so kind as t'keep yer dealin' with the degenerates from the deep end away from this particular doorstep in the future? canny be good for business ― for the hens, ye figure, their peace o' mind ― having creeps treat it like a porn post box. ❞ and look, malcolm understands the irony of his statement given the very pleasure heaven's night purveys, but he'll argue there's a difference between that and kinky bootleg braintrips. ❝ yer clown's got a problem with it, ye can tell 'im mac said so. ❞ there's another pause as malcolm takes a drag from his cigarette ; longer this time, he begins exhaling the smoke through flared nostrils partway through as he reaches for the other's hand. ❝ i'm mac. ❞