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dude has 0 impulse control 😭
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*clasps your shoulders gently and looks you straight in the eye*
Keferon. Please read Ninth by Kyn on AO3. I think you would love it very much. It has a large chapter count, but don't be intimidated, it's very easy to get into. It is currently unfinished, but is being updated regularly.
You are the seventh person that recommended this fic to me so ahahahaha yeah
I’m doing great Help I hate some parts of it but I love the other parts I’m spinning in the blender
…..I made the moodboard….
#chapter 37#of 120 or something#I must be like 90k words in haha#large word count is not an intimidation. It’s an invitation haha#I love the fics that I can’t read in just one hour:)#I gotta say I don’t enjoy the concept of making robots into organic life#it’s just my preference#seeing them as humans or animals or whatever feels so fucking wrong#the concept itself drives me off#like. Strongly#But at the same time. This fic isn’t about them being ‘haha cute organics’#it’s ‘oh god. I was turned into something I’m not’#instead of teeheee they’re fluffy#it’s please free me from this fucking nightmare. please let me be myself again.#idk how to explain. I resonate I guess#it often feels very disturbing but the characters are also disturbed#So now I’m kind of stuck reading this fic because I just can’t stop lol#just politely skipping the parts that make me too uncomfortable#also#the body horror is….damn. Impressive. I didn’t expect to read about grotesque fleshy creature turning itself inside out#it’s not even aesthetic or symbolic#it literally looks like a fucking nightmare. Which is impressive also.#the flesh is g r o s s#the beginning got me struggling and skipping#but the intermission is currently ruining my sleep schedule#oh fuck….I usually send my posts to the authors of the fics I read…..but I feel like I might offend the author of Ninth if do this……..#there’s a tiny chance they’re following me….if it’s true then I wanna tell I’m sorry pls don’t take this seriously#your fic got me waay out of my comfort zone#huge points for writing Ratchet. Drift in this fic is…the grossest fucking thing I could probably imagine but Ratchet doesn’t even hesitate#he helps him and he cares for him. Which is…..imma be real my first instinct would be to set Drift on fire to end his misery
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The Group Photo feat. Sam and Adam 🥹💙
All of my fav boys in one place 🥹
#plane just landed and this was the last video i had to share 🥹#guys. i was SO DAMN enthralled by Adam but didn't take a single picture because i didn't want to seem weird 🥺 be proud of me pls 🥺#i didn't really payed him much attention during the st set. But OH BOY. i really was so focused on bilmuri#but everytime he came to our side i just couldn't look away. they could've been setting a car on fire om stage and i wouldn't know#he was literally within an arm's reach. and at one point he took off his hat completely AND the hoodie#so my guy was walking around with loose hair and visible tattoos (with a t-shirt). pussy fresh serving millions#and sam 🥹 well. he a cutie pie#you can't see me in the group photo cus i'm LITERALLY behind the banner#but i made it in the back-to-back photo of iii and ivy on iv's post 🥹#i was there and my friends were there and it was amazing and beautiful and aaaaaaaaa#i need to do a recap once i'm actually home but. wow. what a show and what a way to *basically* end the year#sleep token#adamrossi#sam hallett#sleep token vessel#sleep token ii#sleep token iii#sleep token iv#sleep token tog tour#london ritual
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#myart#doodle#art#elemental#elemental 2023#ember lumen#wade ripple#i think my fem design is a bit lackluster but hay man!! im not getting paid for this#i am not original enough to care if my design is basic :p#people need to get on the fem wade train for REALL#u could hc him as transfem opr just afab either could work for real#his sibling is non binary so his family would 100% be supportive#someone should actually write a fic of that I WOULD READ#omg#SOMEONE DO THAT PLS#tag me if u do pls pls#also i saw a matching hello kitty pajama set and i had to draw them in it#just pretend its fire proof shje deserves fashiopn too.#BYE HOLD ON THE HAND I DREW IS SO FUCKED that would hurt . YKW. hes literally water its fine. ITS FINE.
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pretty scraggly ass motherfucker~🎃
#oh jesus fucking christ#please the scraggly blonde frank#this frank will always kill me badly#pls he’s so fucking gorgeous#i need to set something on fire#my dumpster fire will have to do#someone pass me the kerosene#frnkiebby#frank iero#mcr#mcrmy#frnkiero#my chemical romance#frnkie#my chem#ilhsm
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dragging myself to swim prac like as if i was a toddler. kicking screaming throwing a tantrum in my mind. i probably have the meanest face on rn and god help me this bus ride wont make it any better
#but im going#im doing it#for fucks sake im doing it#frustration levels r high tho#want to bite and tear apart everything that inconveniences me even the slightest#every typo i make i want to set a car on fire#send help and good vibes pls#lil tam rants
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i'm thinking of this idea again and chiyo having three shikigami with official names that she disregards, instead calling them koneko ( meaning kitten; resembles a normal cat, good for reconnaissance ), koineko ( meaning small cat; resembles a bakeneko & perhaps is capable of shapeshifting into its opponent? ) and oneko ( meaning large cat; resembles a nekomata, more of a tank with fire-based attacks )...... yes it's a silly bit, but it's a bit chiyo would commit to okay :' )) and i'm thinking that chiyo perhaps was always capable of summoning these shikigami ( or maybe weaker ones bc i want there to be growth uvu ), but, in her mind, she was never particularly talented nor strong enough to continue being a sorcerer. her strengths would be better suited to working behind the scenes, guiding and protecting those who were talented and strong.
after all, chiyo is hyperaware of how broken jujutsu society is and how sorcerers are pushed to their very limits whether they're children or adults. it would be stupid to get herself killed as a sorcerer when she might be able to save more people as a manager, as odd as it might sound. chiyo very much weighed her options and her chances before she made the decision to quit practicing jujutsu as a sorcerer.
now all of that is to say!! i ultimately believe that chiyo would push herself to train and get better after the shibuya incident. there's really no other choice to her -- japan has experienced a great loss and great change overnight. she doesn't have the luxury of choosing to be weak. she needs to be strong. determination and hard work can only get her so far, but it's far enough to at least not be dead weight or helpless if a situation arises. i don't know if she'd go so far as to enter the culling games?? but that's a thought to contemplate another day bc this has already gotten long asdfg
#does this make sense for the world of jjk..... i hope so bc i'm hyperfixating on this idea a lil :' ))#before i've had such a hard time imagining chiyo past the shibuya incident bc there's so much action and conflict#we don't get to see much of what people like ichiji are doing in the meantime#and it's a little easier to think of her in that setting if she's a lil more capable of defending herself#plus!! pls consider training and sparring with chiyo... she's so competitive so it'd be a lil funny :' ))#anyway i'm here now and will be queuing those one liners and then!! we'll see what i manage after that!!#OH and more as a note to myself so i don't forget this as an idea!!#koineko could be more like a kasha with either fire or lightning abilities?? and maybe be more of a glass canon type shikigami#i might like that idea a lil more than the shapeshifting one uvu#i sit before flowers & hope they will train me in the art of opening up | headcanons#embrace this pain | jujutsu kaisen
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girl bossed my way too close to the sun work is making me want to dissapear into a forest build a hut there and never come back
#i have 39 samples to analyse i have to do it 6 times per sample except as it's exploratory samples and not production it means they look#a bit like shit and i have to do it all MANUALLG#and it's with algorithms and shit to treat images and i hate it#and i have to do it 39x6 times#and then i'll have to analyse them in another way 5 times each#end me now#googling arsonists near me pls someone set fire to my workplace
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ohhhh no. robin to steve "we have to try, right?" and mike to max "we have to try" i hate that stobin scene i hate it so much and now this DIRECT PARALLEL to madwheeler it's so FOREBODING i HATE IT
#st posting#plus robin holding a can of gasoline when it was mike's idea to set the tunnels on fire in s2#i hate it here actually.#robin pls get to mike before the rest of these idiots do#he needs someone with a brain#i seriously hate that scene so much it's such foreshadowing. i hate it. stop that
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What's your #12 Wrapped? The world needs to know
The world has asked and I shall answer!
#asks#polyolefinprince#music#spotify wrapped#enter Shikari#(pls) set me on fire#aw my boys#I didn’t listen to them half as much as I usually do#but they’re still my top artist of the year#for the 12th year in a row
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Me starting fe engage rolling my eyes at animated sequences, hating the voice acting + the overdramatic sprite animations, being taken out of the battle I was enjoying to watch more animated sequences & being like "just Let Me Fight! The Fuck?????"
In other words my engage game is going swimmingly, it seems
#speculation nation#i have it set to hard mode bc ive learned i enjoy fire emblem games more on hard#since i like fire emblem for the tactics to start with. not much worth to having battles be way too easy#anyways im like barely started. dont rly like the summoning system. feels cheap + marth deserves to not have to deal with this crap#i chose the female protag bc ???? idk smth about the male protag pissed me off more#SORRY FOR BEING A HATER BTW hfkhsjf i feel so mean rn to ppl to like this game#listen i love fire emblem. and i think i will have plenty of fun with this game once i get used to it.#but i swear hearing those two kids yelling when she woke up (literally why do they have KIDS appointed to watch her???)#made me just Grimace. i really do not like their voices.#the protag's voice is... okay... i like it more when she sounds confident. the sniveling 'uhmm... and you are...?' just annoys me#the knight dude's voice is actually the most tolerable. im not a big fan of his design but it could be worse.#at least i dont end up wanting to rip out my ears when he talks.#pls tho i need more units so i dont have to listen to those fucking kids. where's the awoo guy. i think id prefer him over this
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my teen fangirl ass getting eviscerated by "True romance" from the year 2023 lmaoo
#she dug up the body and set it on fire girl pls lmao#pinkpantheress#true romance#i wasn't the worst though shoutout the girlies tucked away in our fun lil 'what if' fantasy lands lol#god now i'm thinking about girls who were like i couldn't believe shit they would just... say? and really mean?? like huh???#and how annoying they could be like oh ok we are not the same i have made a mistake saying this band's name oh no#omg and the ones that would meet folks and talk to them all kinds of ways like girl you do not know him at. all. lmao??#it's been so long and i've never really reflected on them for more than like two mins they were intense#and now they have/are having kids god what a thought (r u gonna tell em lmao)
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crashing out — onyakopon
⭐️: nsfw 18+ in which you learn why your fiancé retired from his old ways
cupids arrows: if you’re new here pls ignore my old post 🙏🏾
Onyakopon was the chillest man you’d ever met.
You remember the first day you met your fiancé like it was yesterday. Your puppy had slipped her leash and bolted after the two of you got caught in the rain. Mud was everywhere—on her paws, on the soaked sidewalk—and you watched in horror as she ran straight for the tall, dark-skinned man with deep waves and glistening golden grills, his baggy jeans and fresh Dunks standing no chance against the chaos she brought.
The muddy paws left stains all over his jeans, and you were mortified. You snatched her up quickly, firing off apology after apology, even offering to clean his shoes and pants. You were so embarrassed you swear you felt your soul leave your body.
But he just shrugged it off, his low brown eyes soft, paired with a small smile that eased your panic.
“You good,” he said simply, his voice calm and mellow, while you were seconds from collapsing in shame.
That day never left your mind, especially after you somehow ended up in a relationship with the man. Ony was so... nonchalant.
You yapped his ear off from morning until sundown, never running out of things to say, and he never once complained. When you accidentally knocked over his grinder, spilling his entire stash of weed, he didn’t get mad—he just kissed you on the forehead to quiet your babbling apologies. When you bleached his Chrome Hearts hoodie, almost crying over it, he shrugged and said, “It’s just a hoodie. I’ll get a new one.” And he did.
He was a sweetheart through and through. He spoiled you, listened to you, and made you feel like you could do no wrong. Even when he proposed—after three years together—it was the most emotion and the most words you’d ever heard him say all at once.
Most of your love lived in unspoken gestures. A look, a kiss on the temple, his hand resting on your knee when you ranted about your day. You always seemed to read his mind before he had to say anything. And you were okay with it—Ony’s silence spoke volumes.
So when his friends sat around telling wild stories—about your Ony chasing some guy down three blocks for stepping on his shoe—you just blinked, completely dumbfounded.
“That was not my Onya,” you said, shaking your head.
It was one of those late summer days where the air felt heavy with heat and conversation. You and Ony were at one of Sasha’s backyard barbecues—loud music, too much smoke in the air, and way too many faces you didn’t know. You didn’t mind, though. Ony always brought you along, hand warm in yours, whispering low in your ear, “You good, ma. I got you.”
But today, Ony had disappeared somewhere in the crowd. Probably off somewhere smoking a blunt to cool. You didn’t mind. Coco was leashed at your side, her tail wagging as she sniffed around, and you were content grabbing a soda from the cooler, letting the afternoon sun warm your shoulders.
Until you noticed him.
Tall, built like Ony but rougher around the edges. His smile didn’t reach his eyes, and something about him set you on edge.
“Cute dog,” he said, nodding at Coco, who barked happily.
“Thanks,” you replied, polite but wary. “She’s a menace, but she’s ours.”
The man chuckled, eyes lingering on you. Too long. “Yours and Ony’s, huh? Never thought I’d see the day Ony got himself all... domesticated.”
You blinked, thrown off by his words. “Yeah. We’re engaged.”
For emphasis, you lifted your hand and showed off the engagement ring sitting proudly on your finger. Ony had picked it out himself, saying something about it being “the only rock that could keep up with you.”
The man’s grin faltered for a second before turning sharp again, something ugly flickering behind his eyes. “Man... Ony really cleaned up. Bet you don’t know half of what he used to be on.”
You shifted your weight, suddenly uncomfortable. “Do you know Ony?”
Before he could answer, you felt it. The shift in the air.
You turned to see Ony stepping up, shoulders squared, jaw tight. His calm, lazy demeanor was gone, replaced with something cold and dangerous.
“Yo,” Ony’s voice was low, sharp like a blade. “What the hell you doin’ here, Ricky?”
The man, Ricky, smirked, completely unfazed. “Relax, bro. Just catching up with your girl. Didn’t know I wasn’t allowed to say hi.”
Ony ignored him and stopped in front of you, his hand gently brushing your elbow, like he needed to feel you there, steady and safe. “You okay?” he murmured, voice softer now.
“I’m fine,” you said quickly, searching his face. “Who is—”
“You don’t talk to her,” Ony cut you off, his voice sharper again as he looked back at Ricky. “Ever.”
Ricky barked out a laugh, shaking his head like the whole thing was a joke. “Damn, Ony. You really changed, huh? Wife. Dog. Family barbecues. You think this erases all that sh*t we did? Think it makes you better than me?”
You looked between them, confusion swirling in your chest.
Ricky’s smirk widened. “You ain’t gonna tell her? About Kev?”
The name hit Ony like a physical blow. His whole body went rigid.
“Who’s Kev?” you asked, your voice trembling.
Ricky grinned, ignoring you. “The one who didn’t make it ‘cause we were out there actin’ reckless. But you remember that, huh?”
It happened so fast you gasped. Ony’s fist collided with Ricky’s jaw, sending him stumbling back.
“Ony!” you cried as Coco barked wildly.
The crowd turned, the music seeming to dim as Ony’s voice rang out. “Keep my name out your mouth!”
Ricky spat blood and grinned like he’d won. “Same old Ony.”
Ony let Eren drag him back, but his face was still tight, his body vibrating with rage. He didn’t stop to explain. He just scooped Coco into your arms and pulled you out of the backyard, his hand gripping your waist.
“What the fuck was that, Onyakopon?” you hissed as you reached the car.
“Get in the fuckin’ car,” he snapped.
The tone stunned you into silence. It was the first time in three years Ony had ever raised his voice at you. Before you could argue, he lifted you off your feet, set you in the passenger seat, buckled you in, and slammed the door.
The ride home was silent, the tension so thick it choked the air. Ony’s jaw was set, teeth gritted as his knuckles turned white on the steering wheel. You sat stiff in the passenger seat, arms crossed over your chest as you stared out the window. Even the low hum of the engine felt deafening.
When you got home, the silence followed. Ony unlocked the door, opened it for you like he always did, and set your purse down, but his movements were robotic, like he was on autopilot. You didn’t move—just stood there staring at him.
Finally, you snapped.
“You don’t get to act like nothing happened, Ony!” Your voice trembled with anger, eyes blazing as you threw your hands up. “What the hell was that back there?”
Ony didn’t answer. He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it onto the couch, walking straight to the kitchen like he hadn’t heard you.
“Don’t walk away from me!” you shouted, following him. “Don’t you dare—”
“I said it don’t matter!” he barked, whirling around. His voice was sharp and raw, cutting through the air like a blade.
You flinched but stood your ground, refusing to let him shut you out. “How can you say that? That man knew you, Ony. He knew things about you I don’t! And the way you hit him? Who was that?! Because it sure as hell wasn’t the man I know!”
Ony ran a hand down his face, pacing back and forth. “You don’t need to know that part of me.”
“Why?” you shot back, stepping closer, fists clenched at your sides. “Because you’re ashamed? Because you don’t want me to see who you used to be?”
He stopped dead in his tracks, his chest heaving as he looked at you, eyes dark and stormy. “It ain’t like that.”
“Then what is it, Ony?” you pushed, voice trembling. “You can’t stand here and tell me you love me—ask me to marry you—and then keep this huge part of yourself locked away like it doesn’t exist.”
“You don’t get it!” he snapped, voice booming. “I was reckless, alright? I was a dumb kid, running around, doing shit I ain’t proud of. You really wanna hear how bad it got? You really wanna know the kind of man I used to be?” His voice cracked, his fists shaking at his sides. “I ain’t that man anymore. I can’t be.”
You stared at him, your chest tight with a mix of anger and heartbreak. “I want all of you, Ony,” you whispered fiercely. “Not just the version you think I deserve. I don’t care how ugly it gets. I’m not some fragile thing you need to protect from the truth.”
He froze, shoulders slumping as he stared at you, something breaking behind his eyes. “I’m tryin’, ma,” he said hoarsely, his voice barely above a whisper. “I’m tryin’ so damn hard to leave that shit behind. You don’t know what it’s like, carryin’ that with me every day. Losin’ Kev... I don’t ever want to feel that again. I don’t want you to look at me like I’m some monster.”
Your face softened, tears spilling as you stepped closer. “I’m not gonna look at you like that,” you said, your voice shaky but sure. “But I need you to trust me. I need you to stop pushing me away.”
Ony’s gaze flickered to yours, the fight finally draining out of him. He let out a long, unsteady breath and sank down onto one of the kitchen chairs, resting his elbows on his knees as he rubbed his face.
“I’m sorry,” he muttered, his voice rough. “I’m sorry I scared you back there. I just... when I saw Ricky talking to you, all I could think about was keepin’ you away from that part of my life. Away from him.”
You took a deep breath, the anger still simmering but softened by his words. “I’m not going anywhere, Ony. But you gotta stop keeping me out.”
He looked up at you then, eyes raw and vulnerable. “You deserve better than the mess I used to be.”
You stepped in front of him, taking his face in your hands and forcing him to look at you. “You’re not that man anymore,” you said softly. “I see you, Ony. I see who you are now. And I’m here because I love you—all of you.”
His expression cracked, something deep in him finally breaking free. He let out a shuddering breath, his hands sliding up to rest on your waist. “Damn, ma,” he whispered, his voice thick. “I don’t deserve you.”
You shook your head, brushing your thumb over his cheek. “Stop saying that.”
Ony’s hands tightened on your waist, his eyes holding yours. “Let me make it up to you,” he said softly, his voice low and rough, sending a shiver down your spine.
You blinked at him, breath hitching. “Ony...”
His gaze darkened, the tension between you shifting—charged and electric. Slowly, he stood up, his towering frame forcing you to tilt your chin up to keep looking at him. He leaned in, his lips brushing yours in a kiss so soft it made your knees weak.
“Please,” he murmured against your lips, his voice husky and full of promise. “Let me make it up to you, baby. I got you. Always.”
His hands slid up your sides, slow and deliberate, his touch both gentle and possessive. You melted into him, your fingers tangling in his hair as he deepened the kiss—soft and tender at first, then hungrier, like he couldn’t get close enough to you.
“Ony,” you breathed, your voice trembling as he kissed down your jaw, his lips trailing warmth along your skin.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered against your neck, his words punctuated by soft kisses. “For everything. I swear I’m gonna be better. You just gotta let me show you.”
You swallowed hard, your hands gripping his shoulders. “Show me, then.”
He pulled back just enough to meet your gaze, his dark eyes searching yours. “I will,” he said quietly, his voice rough with emotion. “Starting right now.”
And that’s how you found yourself lying back on the bed, your body a tangled mess of need and warmth as your fiancé, lost himself in your ocean. His hands gripped your thighs with a possessive force, pulling them up and against your chest as his tongue worked in ways only he knew how to, bringing you to places you’d only ever reached with him. Every motion was deliberate, skilled—each flick, each touch of his fingers pushing you further, deeper into pleasure. His strength held you in place, leaving you no space to escape the sensations he stirred in you. His mouth, hot and insistent, tasted you, marked you, as if he couldn’t get enough, as if you were the only thing that mattered in that moment.
The pleasure became too much. Your body jerked, squirming away from the relentless skill of Ony’s tongue, but he was quicker, stronger. His grip tightened on your thighs, keeping you exactly where he wanted you. His large palm landed on the side of your thigh with a sharp smack—not hard enough to hurt, but enough to make you freeze and gasp.
“Where you think you goin’, mama?” His voice was low, husky, as he leaned up, his lips and chin glistening with your essence. His golden grills caught the light, making him look both dangerous and divine. “Why you runnin’ from me? I’m just tryna apologize.”
Your whine came out incoherent, the words caught in your throat as his dark, smoldering eyes stayed fixed on you. He towered over you now, his body an imposing figure as he crawled over you, caging you beneath him. His breath was hot against your cheek, and you stared up at him, dazed, your vision swimming with glassy tears of overwhelming bliss.
“Look at you,” he murmured, his lips pulling into that half-smile, wet and sinful. His smooth, dark skin gleamed, catching the dim light in a way that made him almost unreal, too beautiful to belong to one person alone—but he was yours. Completely yours. “So fuckin’ pretty, baby,” he praised, brushing a thumb over your cheek to catch a stray tear.
Your body trembled as he shifted, lining himself up with slow precision. Then he pushed into you, your shared groans filling the room as he sank in deep. Your fingers clutched at his shoulders, nails biting into his skin as he stretched you perfectly.
“My pretty fuckin’ wife,” he growled against your lips, his voice thick with possession and reverence.
You didn’t have the strength to reply—just a soft moan as your legs locked around his waist, anchoring him to you, letting him take you to where only he could.
The slow, deliberate roll of Ony’s hips sent waves of pleasure crashing over you, leaving you trembling beneath him. He leaned closer, his lips brushing against your temple as he whispered, “You feel so good, baby. Perfect—just for me.”
You could only moan in response, your hands sliding down his back, nails raking gently across his skin. Every movement he made was precise, deliberate, and meant to unravel you. His pace quickened, his control slipping as he pushed deeper, his grunts mixing with your cries.
“Ony,” you gasped, your voice breaking. Your legs trembled as you wrapped them tighter around his waist, desperate to feel all of him.
“I got you, mama,” he murmured, his lips brushing against your ear. “Ain’t lettin’ go. You hear me?” His words were both grounding and intoxicating, pulling you further into the bliss he created with every stroke.
The heat built between you, your breaths turning shallow and ragged. Ony’s forehead rested against yours, his dark, hooded eyes never leaving your face. “Look at me,” he commanded softly, his voice deep and low.
Your glazed eyes fluttered open to meet his, and the intensity in his gaze made your chest tighten. “I love you,” he said suddenly, his voice raw, almost breaking.
The words hit you like a tidal wave, a sob catching in your throat. “I love you too,” you whimpered, your voice trembling as your hands cupped his face.
His lips met yours in a searing kiss, his pace growing erratic, matching the desperate beat of your heart. “You’re mine,” he growled against your lips, his movements growing sharper, deeper. “All mine.”
Your body tensed, pleasure coiling tight in your core until it finally snapped, sending shockwaves through you. Your back arched as you cried out his name, your nails digging into his shoulders.
Ony wasn’t far behind, his hips stuttering as he buried himself deep, a guttural groan escaping his throat. His body shuddered against yours, his head falling to the crook of your neck as he whispered your name like a prayer.
For a while, neither of you moved, the only sounds in the room your mingled breaths and the faint rustle of the sheets. Ony’s weight was solid and grounding on top of you, his hands still gripping your thighs as though he was afraid to let go.
Finally, he shifted, pressing a gentle kiss to your collarbone before rolling to the side, pulling you with him. He tucked you into his chest, his large hand splaying across your back.
“You good, mama?” he asked softly, his lips brushing against your forehead.
“More than good,” you murmured, your voice still shaky. You tilted your head up to look at him, your heart swelling at the tenderness in his gaze. “I love you, Ony.”
“I love you more,” he said, a small smile tugging at his lips. He kissed you again, slow and sweet, before resting his forehead against yours.
As your breathing evened out and sleep began to tug at your senses, Ony whispered, “Ain’t nothin’ in this world I wouldn’t do for you, baby. You know that, right?”
“I know,” you replied softly, nuzzling into his chest. “And I’d do the same for you.”
The last thing you felt before drifting off was Ony’s fingers tracing lazy circles on your back, his lips pressing one last lingering kiss to your hair.
#aot x black reader#𓊆ྀི onyaᝰ.ᐟ❤︎𓊇ྀི#ony x black reader#ony x y/n#anime x black!reader#aot x chubby reader#aot x black y/n#aot onyankopon#onyankopon x reader#onyankopon smut#onyankopon x black reader smut#aot smut#aot x reader
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BIG D*CK FOR DUMMIES (s.jy)
The one where you find out that your boyfriend has a huge cock and you’re not entirely sure if you can take all of it.
MDNI!!! | pls leave feedback and reblog your fave writers!
PAIRING ― jaeyun x afab reader
WORDCOUNT ― 2.4k
CONTENT ― first time, established relationship, top jaeyun, painful sex
NOTE ― this was originally written for a different idol on my other blog [ncteez] but i pictured jake in that one en o’clock episode doing this and went feral so……here’s ur giant package.
smut tags― he’s a little cocky (lmao), i guess you could say size kink but it’s more like huge cock / tiny pussy size kink, theres some crying, praising, reader gets off like almost instantly and becomes incredibly cock drunk the second he’s able to actually fuck
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Things you knew about your boyfriend before dating: he’s very protective, super smart, has good taste in music, his hands are big and warm, and he’s very down to earth.
Things you didn’t know about your boyfriend until after dating and he’s on top of you during a moody and rainy night makeout session: his cock is huge and it’s very intimidating.
One might ask, how could you have not known? Well, that’s easy. It’s a fairly new relationship and a very shy relationship at that. It’s a bit embarrassing for you, actually, because it’s not like you don’t want to be intimate with him. You definitely do, and apparently so does he.
It’s the first time in the three weeks you’ve been dating that you’ve gotten to be completely alone with him in an intimate setting. For one, you live with your parents, and secondly, he lives with three other dudes who like to be all up in his business. It’s not exactly easy to get alone time with him. Thankfully, your parents are out on a five-day holiday somewhere in the Bahamas and you’re here on your family couch with Jaeyun’s hands cradling your neck as you kiss him.
It got heated very fast, presumably because the two of you haven’t really had the privacy to do more than a standing makeout session without someone listening in, or worse, walking in. It almost makes the air feel electric now, kind of like a breath of fresh air except the fresh air tastes like the fruity chewing gum he had in his mouth when he originally came over.
Here’s the thing though, and man, it’s a thing. Looking at Jaeyun you’d think he’s average at best and you’re not really the type to go around guessing dick sizes. So, naturally, when he slots a leg between yours as he got on top of you and you fucking felt it against your leg, you were a little more shocked than anticipated. Maybe he let out a little snide chuckle at your reaction too, you wouldn’t know, you were kind of busy wondering when he was going to let you in on the secret.
Now, here you are deep in thought of how the hell that thing is going to fit anywhere while simultaneously one hundred percent willing to make it fit because god, does he know how to makeout and feel someone up.
The more he kisses you, the more his hands roam, the more you experience intimate touches with him, the more you feel like your skin is on fire and replacing that intimidation with extreme arousal and lust. All the way until the point that the presumed makeout playlist starts over and he finally pushes a bit further with you.
“Is this okay?” He asks, now slotting himself entirely between your legs and essentially pressing his length directly against the pool that is threatening to seep through your fucking denim shorts.
You give him a half nod, trying to pretend that he’s definitely a normal man with a normal cock. He smiles though, knowing full well that this isn’t what you were expecting. No one ever expects it from him.
“You seem occupied,” he comments, pressing himself against you a little more and leaning down on his arms to nip at your lips. “or shocked, maybe?”
You try to kiss him to shut him up, not wanting to expose yourself for being entirely inexperienced with a size like his.
“Hm?” He encourages you, pulling back again and looking directly into your eyes with a confident smirk.
“Well,” you shift your eyes away and sigh out, “you’re kind of huge…”
He takes that compliment and runs with it. It’s not like the two of you have to finally have sex or anything, but you both knew what was happening and you both definitely knew what the other wanted. At least ten minutes ago that was the situation.
“Is it too much?” He asks, this time a bit more concerned that his own biology could ruin this for you.
“Probably? no, maybe?”
Jaeyun pulls away from you, moving himself to sit back against the couch and give you your space. Considering probably and maybe isn’t a yes, he feels no need to push or pressure you into doing something you don’t want to do. There have been times where he’s hurt another person while being intimate, though not intentionally, he’s not exactly willing to do that to you unless you’re like, you know, jumping his bones for it.
“Still, i’d like to try–” You start, looking at him as you sit up and feel your entire body tingle at the cold air that replaces his warmth. “Maybe if we take it slow– like, really slow?”
He looks at you with shining eyes. He asked you to be his girlfriend because he genuinely likes you. He likes your voice, he likes the way you smell, likes when you talk about your favorite songs and favorite movies. He was definitely smitten from the moment he saw you trip on your own two feet down the front porch of a house party months ago. Taking it slow with you was pretty normal, and the fact that you want him too just makes him all the more willing to take his time.
“I’ll take care of you, ” he hums, spreading his legs a bit across the couch to give himself more space to re-adjust himself. “Just tell me if I need to slow down?”
You nod, staring directly between his legs and rubbing your own together on instinct. If anyone’s gonna split you open, it might as well be your boyfriend.
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When he said he would take it slow with you, he really meant it. The fact that he curled three fingers into you for a solid twenty minutes and you still feel like your legs will buckle on you at any moment knowing that this is just for prep– oh damn.
The fact that he even used his tongue on you for the first time, making sure you were more slippery than you already were for another twenty minutes? The fucking fact that you were on the verge of orgasm when he pulled it out and presented it to you like a cock you could totally sit on without issue?
Fuck.
Reality washes over you far too quickly when you actually make that attempt.
You’d be lying if you said it didn’t feel like you were being torn apart by him, but part of you loves the way his gentle hands hold you steady as you try to sink down. You can feel the wet heat between your legs coat his length inch by inch as you start to slide down.
He stops you only for a moment when he notices you wincing.
“Breathe, baby, just a little more.” He encourages, getting a nod from you before guiding you down further.
You breathe, clenching around him and doing your best to stop doing that so you can relax. You can tell he’s struggling to actually take it slow by now too, only because you can feel his hands shake against you as he holds himself back from obliterating you, probably. You’d think it would be quite endearing to see, if it weren’t for the fact that your eyes are blurring from the tears threatening to fall.
Feeling embarrassed, you wipe your eyes and focus on how he feels inside of you. The pain is still there, but as you “sit” here, that pain somehow does replace itself with a strange sensation of pleasure little by little. You’ve always wondered what it felt like to be full, and it appears that this is exactly it.
It’s overwhelming.
“Do you want to stop?” He asks after noticing your tears, a bit of panic in his voice despite the fact that you could have sworn hearing a moan come out alongside it, “Pull up, it’s okay, you can–”
You sink down further instead, now bottoming yourself out on him and releasing a broken whine of both pain and pleasure. He grunts in unison to your whine, gripping your hips even harder than he already was and squeezing his eyes shut.
“Fuck,” he sighs out, lazily opening his eyes to look at the way you perch yourself on him so perfectly. “Such a tight fit.”
You nod, mostly unable to hear a word he’s saying as you try to relax your body enough to get rid of that small hint of pain. The consistent clenching of your adjustments send your boyfriend spiraling a bit, unable to contain his sighs of pleasure as your tight and wet heat squeezes his cock.
“Tell me when I can move, please, tell me–” He groans out almost frantically, staring down at where you sit flush against him and wanting so badly to fuck into you.
He’s wanted to do this to you since you started dating, now that it’s finally happening, and now that you’re quite literally jerking him off simply by adjusting to his size– you know, it’s not exactly easy to contain himself.
You take a few more seconds to breathe before your body finally relaxes and you give him a reluctant nod.
Instantly it’s like you’re seeing stars. He barely moves, all he does is flex his abs and press his hips up and it’s like he manages to fit another non-existent inch inside of you.
You groan out, falling forward against his chest and gripping onto his shoulders as you feel your body adjust to even that small movement. To you, this is so fucking embarrassing, but to him?
Hottest thing ever. Really.
He can hear your whiny gasps against his neck when he moves and it’s driving him fucking wild, especially considering the fact that his cock is driven so deeply inside of you that he thinks you’d tell him to stop— but you don’t.
You’re so good to him, and for what it’s worth, he wants to make sure this will be the best orgasm of your life.
Slowly, his hands fall to your ass and guide you up. You feel slight relief as a few inches leave you, and your stomach bubbles with that same sensation of both pleasure and pain when he slides you back down.
He moans out at you, almost like he’s cooing in pity at how much you’re trying to take for him. It’s incredibly sexy to hear now that your ears have stopped ringing and you’re beginning to believe that you’d never want anything smaller than him anyway.
This time, you lift on your own and sink back down just as fast, wincing again against his neck but releasing a moan that sounds more like pleasure than anything else. He sees this as a green light, gripping your ass and encouraging you to lift slightly again.
“Stay like this.” he mutters with a deep breath before kissing against your forehead and thrusting his hips up once, hard.
The tight heat you’re offering sends him into a frenzy when paired with the wet slap of his pelvis hitting your pussy, and the sounds you’re making offer little in terms of stopping because by now, you’re both loving it.
He thrusts into you with ease, the drag loud and slippery, the moans of pleasure you release only make him go faster, harder. Almost releasing a whimper of his own at how fucking perfect you are for taking all of it.
“Look.” he tries to let out, waiting for you to pull yourself up from his chest and look at him.
You do with ease, that broken face from before now replaced with lustful and blown out pupils.
“Look how good you take it,” he praises with a groan, almost punctuating each word with a thrust, “knew you could take it.”
Your broken smile that falls into a slack mouthed string of nonsense only continues to push him. All the way until you can’t think straight at all, and you’re feeling your body tense up with such pressure that you can’t even warn him before your walls are clenching so tightly that it even hurts him.
You grasp onto him for dear life as your orgasm washes over you, drenching his entire length as you hold your breath. Never have you gotten off while feeling so fucking full, and arguably, you don’t think you could ever feel an orgasm so intense without him being the one to split you open.
“There you go baby.” he hums, watching you breathlessly fall apart on top of him before picking up his rhythm again and chasing his own high.
By this point, you’re so well adjusted that even the searing pain of his restless thrusts feel good. Your brain is foggy but you can’t help but just fucking watch him.
This is your boyfriend and this is what it looks like when you’re making him feel good.
“Are you close?” you start to bounce on him, meeting his rhythm and allowing him to rest his own hips.
He nods as he looks at you, awestruck with how you’re already able to ride him as if you weren’t whining just moments before. Seeing you take him in full like this is enough to have his cock pulsing.
“Just a bit more, baby.” He closes his eyes and runs his hands up your waist. “Keep riding me, fuck.”
And that, you do. Feeling proud of yourself for being able to actually take this literal monster, you focus on the twitch inside of you as he releases with a deep and breathy moan.
It’s entirely too sexy to ignore, and you continue to bounce even as he tries to hold you in place to subdue the sensitivity of his cock being fucking strangled by how tight you are.
Once his body stops jerking and you feel the last twitching release inside of you, you fall forward and both of you groan from the sensitivity.
“There are pros and cons to having a big dick, i guess.” he admits in a groan.
Even when you laugh, there’s another wince from both of you followed by a groan.
“Pros: big dick.” he whispers, holding you still against him so you don’t move again before he can soften up and pull out. “Cons: big dick.”
You still laugh, and it still hurts.
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me and my lame ass endings lmfaooooooooooooooooo
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🕸 With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility
Driver: Oscar Piastri Genre: SMAU/Fluff Occupation: Actor
☆ TAG LIST IS CLOSED ☆
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oscarpiastri2013 just hanging around set 🤟😁
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user1 oh my gosh he's such a loser....perfect for peter parker
user13 UHHGGG I WANT TO SEE THE SUIT - ALL WE'VE SEEN IS THE OLD ONE FROM CIVIL WAR 👹
flickthewrist still waiting for him to meet y/n l/n 🥱
user40 who's y/n and why is she important?
flickthewrist she's a formula 1 rookie driving for mclaren (which happens to be Oscar's favorite team) 🤭
user40 hmmmm might have to look into it!
robertdowneyjr you're crushing it kid! 💪
oscarpiastri2013 learned from the best 🥳
user2 YOUR HONOR I LOVE HIM ALREADY
lewishamilton my nephews are already waiting to see the movie
user77 WHAT THE HELL IS A POLAR BEAR DOING IN ARLINGTON TEXAS????
landonorris oohhhh ok I see the appeal y/n81
y/n81 YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO TAG ME WHAT THE HECK DUDE I HATE YOU
maxverstappen1 we were tired of hearing about him from you
y/n81 WHY ARE YOU ALSO HERE??? GO AWAY??? I KNOW WHERE YOU HIDE YOU SNACKS 😀
user33 my worlds are colliding and I'm not ready for it 🧍♀️
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y/n81 YES TEAM, P-WAAANNN BABY - THIS IS EVERYTHING I'VE BEEN DREAMING OF AND YOU'VE MADE IT POSSIBLE! I'M NOW ADDICTED TO THE TOP STEP 🧡
SUCK IT LANDO 🫵😌
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user3 I'm definitely NAWT crying like I actually know her in person but I'm so proud!
user91 PAPAYA 1-2 FINISH OH I USED TO PRAY FOR TIMES LIKE THIS!! 🙏
landonorris ...suck it....lando?? 👁👄👁
y/n81 YES SUCK IT
landonorris charles_leclerc pls come get your gremlin - I don't want her as a teammate anymore 🧍♀️
charles_leclerc I fear she became your problem back in march, I'm keeping my peace
landonorris is that code word for sucking max's d-
y/n81 HEY NOW LET'S NOT IN MY WINNING POST
charles_leclerc norris you better watch your back next race 😀
landonorris I feel threatened and I don't like it
user45 so underserved - if you can't win without your teammate being told to swap positions then you don't deserve it
user82 kindly shut up 😚
oscarpiastri2013 👏 amazing race!
y/n81 THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU (I'm totally normal about this)
maxverstappen1 did she just scream from her motor home??
landonorris yep. get the ear plugs ready.
user57 this is just the beginning of l/n domination - it could bore the fans
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oscarpiastri2013 I am so very thankful to have been invited to the McLaren garage to witness another spectacular win from Y/n!
(also thank you to the nice worker who lent me a team polo after spilling coffee down my shirt 😁)
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user47 SOMEONE PINCH ME I'M DREAMING
user91 is the movie done filming?? he seems like he's had a lot of time on his hands??
flickthewrist filming ends in a couple of months and then there will be the premier!
user91 thank you!
y/n81 I'm beginning to think you might be lucky
landonorris you seem quite tame?
maxverstappen1 oh she's not. she's about to hyperventilate and Charles is freaking out
charles_leclerc SOMEONE TELL HER TO BREATHE?? HER FACE IS THE SAME COLOR AS THE SPIDER-MAN SUIT!!!!!
oscarpiastri2013 I will have to 🕸stick🕸 around then!
y/n81 AHAHAHAHA STICK THAT'S SO FUNNY YOU'RE SO COOL
charles_leclerc yeah she just fell out of her chair 🧍♀️
chrisevans kid you need to get back to set
robertdowneyjr evans here decided to set fire to the microwave
oscarpiastri2013 fine 🙄
user22 is anyone else ever confused as to WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON IN THE COMMENTS??
lewishamilton I've just decided to roll with it ☕️
user72 finally, a race that showed off y/n's talents! no team orders this time!!
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maxverstappen1 didn't know air-max was part-time baby sitting that includes nap time
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user38 this is actually hilarious
user4 this just shows that lando can indeed fall asleep anywhere :D
user88 ARE WE JUST GOING TO IGNORE THAT Y/N IS LITERALLY SLEEPING ON SOMEONE??
charles_leclerc they're going to be so pissed when they wake up
maxverstappen1 they sleep on my plane, I get black mail 😈
danielricciardo I fear for my life
maxverstappen1 you should ☺️
robertdowneyjr pls bring the kid back in one piece?? Jon will kill me if he's not
maxverstappen1 👍
user79 DOES THIS MEAN OSCAR IS ON AIRMAX?? IS HE SLEEPING?? IS HE THE ONE BENEATH Y/N?? ANSWERS PEOPLE I NEED ANSWERS
mclaren just a pair of sleepy teammates 🧡
maxverstappen1 the bill is $1,203,206 for daycare
mclaren I'm just the admin 🧍♀️
user37 ok but Oscar and y/n together would be so cute!!
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f1wags so after some recent (very recent) activity between y/n and Oscar, I felt like he needed a little introduction IF he's going to be the newest wag to the paddock!
oscar jack piastri is an australian actor now most known for his role as Peter Parker in the MCU. he made his debut two years ago in Captain America Civil War and now fans are debating if he's the best spiderman yet! the perfect mix of boy-next-door Peter with a sarcastic side behind the iconic mask! Spiderman Homecoming is set to release in theaters January 5, 2025 (two years after the announcement of the movie).
His other roles include The Impossible, In the Heart of the Sea, and The Lost City of Z.
His interests outside of Formula 1 include cricket and chess.
Although there hasn't been an official announcement from either Y/n or Oscar, their friendship so far has been fun to see. Oscar would be Y/n's first boyfriend (as she has previously stated that she has had no time to date due to trying to work toward a full-time Formula 1 seat).
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f1gossipgirl I am INVETSTED IN THEIR RELATIONSHIP
user2 what is max doing in the likes???
maxverstappen1 shhhhh I'm on a secret mission 🕵️
charles_leclerc it's not a very good secret mission SINCE YOU COMMENTED ABOUT IT
landonorris someone free me from these two I BEG
user84 y/n has also been a fan of Oscar's since The Impossible :)
user8 awwww first boyfriend 🥹 Oscar better not hurt her in anyway or there will be blood
oscarpiastri2013 .....dully noted 🧍♀️
user92 I need y/n to be invited to the premier!!!
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y/n81 my spider-boy 🕷❤️
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user30 I KNEW IT I KNEW IT I KNEW IT AHAHAHAHA
user92 I'm glad they just decided to hard-launch after max soft-launched for them
charles_leclerc YES FERRARI RED 👏 SO PROUD
landonorris this is betrayal at it's finest - you WILL be hearing from my lawyers
y/n81 I'm surprised you know what that word is
landonorris ya know what? I'm glad that osco has taken you off my hands
user94 LANDO ALREADY HAS A NICKNAME FOR OSCAR I'M DYING
user84 y/n is SLAYING IN THE SPIDER-MAN RED
charles_leclerc *ferrari red 😌
oscarpiastri2013 my spider-girl 🥺
y/n81 I'm glad you didn't pass out while we tried to do the kiss
oscarpiastri2013 it's not like I hang upside down for a living or anything :)
maxverstappen1 you're welcome for that picture by the way. I still want compensation 🙄
oscarpiastri2013 you can be in the next film?
maxverstappen1 done.
charles_leclerc I WANNA BE IN THE NEXT FILM?? LOOK AT THIS FACE - IT DESERVES TO BE ON THE BIG SCREEN - MAX TELL THEM
landonorris please, for everything that is good and holy on this planet, GO AWAY
user33 I'm still confused as to what is GOING ON
lewishamilton just sit back and sip
user81 THEY DID THE KISS
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