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fandomwritingbit · 2 years ago

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"Not so clever now , are you?"

Michael Afton x afab/smart mouth reader

Req: "Michael x fem reader where they are always going at it, reader has a smart mouth, but one day Mike just goes full dom on her and she goes completely sub."

Hi, @exverlysano I hope this is alright lmao, thank you so much for the request xx

Warnings: bad puns and smut

Morning:

You watch your boyfriend turn his head to look out the rear window of his car whilst he reversed into a bay, noting that he looked good while he did it, his jaw sharp and shoulders broad. He clearly knew it too, because he hit you with a cocky smirk. When he was finished you open the door to check his positioning, laughing immediately.

“You’re joking, Mikey, you can’t leave it like that. It’s wonky as.”

He mirrors you, cracking open the door, “What are you talking about? It’s fine.” He makes a point of closing the door again, loudly, looking at you as if you’re insane, becoming annoyed when you just match the stare.

Scoffing, you just shake your head. “Nah, it isn’t. It’s wonky. Won-key.” you tease, loving the crease between his brow. “But then again, it’s not the only thing that’s wonky is it?” you giggle, nudging him with your elbow.

He rolls his eyes at you, desperately trying not to give you a reaction because he knew how much it spurred you on. So you put your hand on his arm, using your best feigned apologetic face, “Sorry, Mikey… I know positioning has never been your strong suit.” you can’t make it through the sentence without grinning, and you don’t get it all out before he unclips his seatbelt and shoves the door open to step out.

“Oh come on!” you laugh, “Come on, Mike - it’s funny!” he doesn’t think so, leaving you to grab your bag and rush out the car.

Afternoon:

You watch Michael playing fifa, it’s an online game, one that looks pretty intense too. So intense that even though he has a headset on you can hear the buzz of voices, no doubt swearing at each other in frustration. Seeing that the climax of the match isn’t far away, you sit down just inside his peripheral, watching the timer count down and the movement of his fingers becoming more frantic on the controller.

You can see the crash from miles away, your lover talking loudly, “To me. To me, I’m open, come on. Yeah-” As the teammate obeys, Mike flummoxes, literally and metaphorically dropping the ball, screwing up the shot. The roar from his headset says it all.

He turns to you, slowly pulling it from his head, the voices still buzzing, “Don’t.” His finger came up, trying to warn you, how cute. “Just don’t. I can’t believe-”

“You ballsed it up?” You say instantly, trying to stop your mouth from curling into your cheeky smile. When he doesn’t laugh, you double down. “Away, if you don’t think that’s a good joke then you’ve moved the goalpost.”

“I’m serious, y/n. Don’t, I’m pissed off.” He starts to leave the room, but you catch his arm, looking up at him all innocent.

“Yeah, I can see that…” You smile sympathetically, when his face softens your mind practically vibrates with excitement. “As a treat why don’t I go and-” you crack, “score us some pizza.” He goes stiff under your grip and pulls himself away.

“Absolutely fuck off. You don’t know when to quit, do you?”

“Alright, Mike. No need to kick off.”

Around 10pm it boiled over.

Ever since you started dating Michael, you took the mick out of him 24-fucking-7, and you knew you could reasonably get away with it. He was too nice to you and given it was only poking fun he tried not to take it too seriously, and mostly he could just forget about the teasing in favour of the times when you’re soft and sweet. Like when you wake up and cuddle into him with no snarky remarks exchanged. When you make him a coffee and set it down beside him with no previous conversation. When you wrap your arms around his waist in public just to breathe his scent.

But right now, he had enough. All day it had been non-stop, a quip here, some snarky criticism there, a joke at his expense.

You’re minding your own business, sitting at a counter in the kitchen and scrolling on your phone, seeing him come in you flash him that cheeky grin, which perhaps normally would have made him smile back. But today he just looked past you to the dirty pots sitting at the side of the sink, instantly rolling his eyes.

“Really? You can’t clean up after yourself?” he snaps, walking over to the sink and flipping the tap on full-whack out of anger, the water splashing you both. You jump back laughing, the cold seeping through your shirt, watching him turn it back off again, the pissed-off look not leaving his face.

Standing on your tip-toes you wrap your arms around his neck from behind, devilish smirk still strong, “That’s not the way to go about making me wet, Mikey.” Your joke makes him tense under you, and even when you pressed a kiss against his cheek he didn’t soften.

He let you slide around him and kiss him properly, your hands coming up to rub his chest. And it was tempting to let you take the lead and forgive you for all your teasing, especially when he felt himself twitch as your hands moved lower; then it occurred to him that he didn’t have to give in easily, he could make you work to earn his forgiveness.

His hand was suddenly rough in your hair, wrenching you against the counter where he again kissed you, his tongue pushing into your mouth. You moan against him, tugging at his shirt, this wasn’t like Michael at all, but you sort of liked it. You try to pull the fabric over his head and he grunts disapprovingly, shoving you against the counter harder, taking a handful of your tits.

“Did I say you could do that?” he speaks against your lips before tilting his head to your neck, biting down on your flesh much harder than he usually would.

“Ah-fuck.” you pant, struggling to keep up with him, as he pulls your trousers down around your ankles, “Since when did I have to ask?” you manage to bite back, before breaking into a moan as he sucked a mark on the underside of your jaw.

Strong arms hook under you and lift you onto the kitchen counter, his foot prying the garments from around your ankles leaving them to fall to the floor. “Since now.” He says against your skin, so firmly that you giggle, this was a completely different look on him.

Your laughing provokes him to damn-near tear the shirt from your body, then force your bra high on your chest, leaving you all but completely nude in your kitchen, whilst the man in front of you stays fully clothed looking as close to menacing as he could.

Michael drops down to the floor, surprisingly forceful hands spreading your legs for him and holding them firm. There he runs his fingers over your folds, eliciting a pitiful sound from you. “Look at you.” His tone is sharp and the words are spoken so close to your core it makes your stomach tense, “Only time you’re quiet is when I’m giving this pussy some attention. All you think about, huh?” You would have laughed again, if not for his tongue suddenly pressing against your nerves and sending a spark through your body. God, you wanted to complain and tell him he was moving too fast but your dripping heat was proof that you didn’t really mind it at all.

Instinctively you grab his hair, a gasp escaping your lips as he sets a harsh pace of flicking between your clit and pressing into your hole. He takes hold of your wrist and pulls you from him, holding your hand against your thigh, looking up at you with a glare of warning that killed any thought of protest you had.

“Yeah, nothing to say now.” He muttered, this idea of showing you who's boss now fully solidified in his head, the role coming to him easier than he would’ve thought.

You only whine in response, feeling utterly pathetic but silently thrilled. This dominance was stirring you hardcore, making a frantic coil in your core form quick and desperate. His sucking of your clit is both not enough and too much at the same time. And without his hair to hold on to, you find yourself bruising your own skin with your grip, being shoved to your end by the now brutal movement of his tongue. It hits you like a tonne of bricks, non-existent purchase making your toes curl with the waves of pleasure he just wrought from you. He grunts when he feels you clench, the reminder of how tight you’d feel around him causing pre-cum to leak from his tip.

With no time to get your bearings, he yanks you off the counter and you habitually wrap your legs around his waist, letting him carry you towards your bedroom, not really knowing what you were getting into.

“Mikey, what’s come over you?” you gasp when he tosses you down onto the bed, looking big and scary over you.

He looks down at you with an almost bored expression on his face, undoing his belt as he answers, “Just tired of your shit.”

You blink, “You can’t be seri- Mike, I only joke like that because you usually take it so well-”

“Then, how about you take it well right now, huh?”

You’re giggling again when he takes hold of your ankles to pull you closer to him. The sight of him slowly stroking his cock making your pussy flutter with the knowledge of his size, made worse by the harsh look of his face.

Oddly, he takes his time, dragging the head of his dick through your slick, using it to stroke himself, before notching in your entrance slowly. He just loved how your breath hitched as he sunk in, he’d never tire of the feeling of you stretching for him and right now it tasted doubly sweet.

The familiar feeling of him inside you made you moan. But something about his calmness was stirring you, making you impatient for him to fully bury inside you, so you reach forward to grab his forearms, pulling at him. And it was like a switch flipped in his brain, why the hell do you still think this is your game? Has he not been clear enough?

Without a word exchanged, he begins thrusting into you roughly, a grunt punctuating every time he fully sheathes, his cock shoving into the part of you that made you come undone so perfectly. He takes hold of your legs and pulls them upwards to see the view of your cunt taking him in, your greediness evident in your pooling slick and the pretty noises you’re making.

You’re blinded by his near-ruthless pace, his hips snapping into yours with a force you’d never seen from him and it left you feeling fucking stupid. The mix of your squeaks and moans and the lewd sound of his action are close to chaos, so much so that you hardly register Michael talking.

“Ah-not so clever now, are you?”

#fnaf #michael afton #michael afton x reader #michael afton x you #afab reader #fnaf smut

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multiheadcanons · 1 month ago

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FUNNY NUMBERS; DOUBLE DUTCH

i did it again. enjoy! 😉

scout: scout’s a virgin, and that’s on purpose… so he says. the truth is if literally anyone asked him to drop trowel and stick it in them he absolutely would no question no thought. actually, that’s wrong. he would have many thoughts. so many thoughts, in fact, that he would say “no thanks” and simply walk away. he won’t do it in public. he won’t do it if he thinks there’s a chance anyone could catch him. he won’t do it in the car. he won’t do it during the day. he won’t do it if he has other responsibilities he can take care of— as a matter of fact it’s one of the best ways to get him to handle responsibilities he has been actively putting off. he won’t do it if he feels weird, or off, or exposed, or anxious, or angry, or sad, or hungry, or avoidant, or too needy… the list goes on. it is difficult to catch scout in a moment of sexual tension to urge him to have sex with anyone because he’s overthinking it. it’s like erectile dysfunction but it’s all in his head. he can turn himself off faster than anyone else could possibly. to get in bed with scout is a multi to the nth degree step process. including a minimum of ten dates and at least two emotional breakdowns. and that’s not to say he won’t try multiple times before you get the first success. he just can’t. he will choke. and it is embarrassing. and if you say anything about it, he will never speak to you again. it’s not even something you can spare a chuckle at because it is just so embarrassing to him. but once he succeeds… what a guy. he’ll bust disappointingly quickly the first few times. usually inside of you. but he’ll find a stride. long, slow strokes. often breaks to eat you out, or finger you, anything he can do to prolong himself he will do it. he’ll even get a cock ring. his face gets so red from the focus of not busting immediately, he’s switching between holding his breath and hyperventilating. remind him to breathe like a normal person, please. he says he’s willing to try anything, but experimenting is only something he’s willing to do occasionally. he’s not denying you because he doesn’t want to do it, he’s denying you because he doesn’t want to do it right now. also, get him a condom, or get on birth control. he hates pulling out. he will make a point to not pull out. he doesn’t want to see anything but a homemade boston cream pie. he’ll cry if he has to pull out. but he cries when he enters you, too. just a couple of tears. he’s not sobbing but he won’t deny it’s euphoric. he’s just a crier in general during sex, sue him. it feels good. it feels great, as a matter of fact. why get upset with him because you feel that good? if there’s an established long term relationship, he may, hesitantly, bring up the idea of bottoming. don’t get too excited or you’ll freak him out and he’ll take it back. he’s cute as a bottom. a lot of cussing, a lot more tears. he might only let you get one pump in before he tells you to get out of him. but trust, he enjoyed it. he just needs a minute to adjust to it. he will go silent when he cums. he will take a sharp inhale, stiffen, and then collapse. bad aftercare at first. he will just straight up fall asleep, still buried inside of you, and if he bottoms he’s absolutely just passing out post climax. if you don’t care, he won’t change. but if you let him know that you need a little more than that when you two are done, he’ll put forth the effort to make it good for you too. just might take him a minute to pull himself out of you. if he doesn’t get hard again. but once you are sufficiently cared for, he is going straight to bed. won’t wake up until his alarm clock goes off. he might, might miss a meal to have sex. but he is only missing one meal like… a month to do that. and honestly, once he gets used to sex and its inner machinations it very quickly tanks in the list of scout’s priorities. he actually doesn’t really care about sex that much. he cares about the closeness he has with his partner, closeness and intimacy which can be garnered other ways. but he’s not gonna say he doesn’t enjoy blowing fat loads in you either.

soldier: if you meet this man anywhere near a crawlspace you’re leaving with a creampie, and if that’s not what you want, maybe stay out of his sights and go the other way. keep an eye and a keen knowledge of whatever field you may be on, because soldier is acutely aware of every small, cramped, mostly private space; and that’s where he’s headed if he is not caught in the heat of battle. if you even say hi to him, he’s assuming that’s what you want. frankly, both teams are fully aware that the blu soldier is getting his… “needs met” on the field. and it’s funny, to them, to take guesses as to whether or not he’s got a partner (or partners) joining him in his more… vulnerable moments. but everyone is tight lipped about it. so nobody on either team knows who’s been the lucky one (or few) to join him except soldier himself, and the lucky recipient(s). the teams are so aware, in fact, that they even give him the grace of privacy. nobody wants to kill a man with their dick out. that’s not fair or fun for anyone involved. and honestly, when he returns he is never disheveled any more than he seems to be when he is battling normally. which begs the question to the team if he’s actually doing anything other than taking a break or if he’s always been doing this. it is the latter, there are people on those teams walking around with either condoms in their pockets exclusively for jane doe or a creampie. soldier is a man of efficiency. he really has no clue or interest if his partners are getting off unless they’re men, and when he’s done, he’s done. maybe if he really likes you he’ll make sure you are cleaned up enough to be presentable, he might even give you a kiss, but he’s not staying any longer than he has to. and he’s vicious. there is enough foreplay to get you going and that is it. he’s going at the pace that feels good to him and that is it. sometimes, if you’re lucky, it’s a good pace for you, too. but i really hope you don’t want that every time because most likely you will not get it again. gets a little confused if you offer to suck him off. not “where does my dick go” confused, but “why would you want to do that” confused. soldier will never have sex on the grounds of the base, so having sex with him in general is somewhere where he doesn’t have access to a shower, making it dirty, nasty, occasionally bloody… he fucking reeks. and you want to put your mouth on that? put your nose all up in his pubes? but he supposes he can’t say no. he will let you do what you want if you’re direct in your request for sex and he likes you enough. but he won’t ask you himself unless he really likes you. really, he’s never propositioned anyone to join in on his escapades. he just realized he was fighting with a boner most of the time, and would quickly excuse himself to take care of it. then people just started… meeting him there. and if they propositioned, or took over whatever he was doing, then he assumes they wanted to have sex. the same way he never told anyone to not tell. if they wanted to air out that business to the teams he didn’t care, as long as it didn’t get to the higher ups. his partners decided to keep their silence. curses and grunts when he’s getting close, and i have to reiterate he’s not pulling out. if anything he’s driving himself in deeper. as far as he possibly can. normally will have his partners face down in the dirt anyway, holding their hips up just high enough to get the angle he wants, and draped over them otherwise. he doesn’t think anything of it, but his partners do. it’s touching. he’s shielding them from view. taking the fall of being the freak. he is genuinely just trying to bust his nut and go about his business. don’t talk to him while he’s fucking you, either. don’t make any noise, in fact. he’ll tell you to shut up. and if you can’t, he’s going to cut off your air supply until he’s done. he won’t kill you, but you might pass out depending on how long you’ve been going at it. if he’s fucking a member of the red team he’ll kill them so they have an excuse for being MIA, if they express concern.

pyro: pil. low. fuck. er. pyro goes through like… a pillow a week grinding against them until they’re limp and sad, they’re not even getting used for bed. the team does not question why they are ordering obscene amounts of pillows, they just buy the pillows. it’s not weird as long as they’re not specifying the pillows they want. maybe they just like having a bunch of fluffy, clean pillows. that’s fair, and the team can delude themselves into thinking that it’s even remotely correct and even improve their opinion of pyro at the same time. they are a desperate humper of anything and one that will not deny them. if you actually say “yes, please god pyro fuck me put it right here” it’s just a cherry on top. when they are desperate they make it known, to everyone. but it always starts so innocent. gentle back pats here, an innocent offer of their gloves hand to hold, the team doesn’t mind that too much. it lets them know pyro’s feeling good, enjoying their company, they appreciate it, even, from pyro! but then they turn into lingering touches, that then sink lower. the team will shut it down at that point unless pyro absolutely begs for them to acquiesce. and sometimes they do! because pyro will beg. on their knees, mask pressing into their shoes, so forceful with it you can make out every letter through the mask. “please. please please pleasepleaseplease—” it’s honestly too cute. like a dog begging for something to do. unfortunately pyro has cruel masters. and the team will almost always redirect pyro’s need elsewhere. so the pillow has become their main lover, though they are constantly thinking about what it could feel like to be touched by someone else. they have explored their body as much as they’re willing to, they have found what they enjoy and what they’ve hate; and they’re ready to share that with others. pyro is a strong contender as one of the nicest lovers on the blu team. they will make sure you are not only thoroughly satisfied, but that you are well cared for afterwards as well. they will listen to you if you tell them to do something, they will do it without complaint. they do not care as long as you touch them back, and don’t ask them to take off the mask. say whatever you want. call them whatever you want. stomp directly on their chest until you hear the bones crack, just touch them. and hopefully you’ll get naked and they can look at you. and touch you back. pyro is very gentle, and you would do best to not sway them any other direction. let them be soft to you, you don’t owe them anything if they want to be soft. but there is a price to asking pyro to play rough. pyro doesn’t play rough very well. they don’t know when enough is enough. they don’t know when the tears are good or bad, and if you allow them to be mean to you they will take it further than either of you expected it to be taken. it is simply not worth the risk. let them play nice. they are more than satisfied with that. they really don’t want anything more than to touch someone and be touched by someone. eerily silent, aside from heaving breaths and ragged pants past the filter. it’s hard to even know if they came or not, or if they really just wanted the view and didn’t care otherwise what happened from there. but either way, it’s pretty cute. if you wanted to you could make them roll over. you could make them kill someone and they’d do it if they thought they would get a night with you. they’d do it and return faithfully to your side. pyro is eternally on the quest to fulfill everyone’s love bar until everyone is willing to touch them. and they used to feel like there was just too many people in the world to really make headway with anyone. but when the world is pared down to only a select few, it’s not nearly as hard, it seems, to do enough for someone to get so much as an ass squeeze. they mean, seriously, who’s balls or titties do they have to suck to get a smack on the ass every once in a while? a gentle caress, they’ll even take a kiss blown their way, can someone please give pyro the chance to appreciate a body other than their own?

demo: a professional whore. demo will not have sex drunk. he will touch you exclusively when he's sober. he wants to remember exactly what he's doing, he wants to remember every gasp, every twitch, every sigh, the good, the bad, and the loud; he needs to remember all of it so he knows what to do next time. he is striving for perfection come your third interaction with each other. so if you want him to make love to you, or fuck you, let him know so he can emotionally prepare to be sober for the day. he won't even sneak a single drop of liquor as he waits. and he's incredibly twitchy while he waits for what he knows is going to be the best time of his life. so he's twitchy, as he usually is sober, but he's also invigorated. ready to move. keeping his mind occupied as he counts the seconds. if he could, he would force the time to move faster. he can't wait to experience you in your entirety. demo's driving force, much like his counterpart's easy going manner, lends itself heavily to sex. a word you could describe for it is 'excited', but the most realistic word to use is "motivated". you will come to him and he is immediately stripping. tell him what you want, he is happy to get started. and he'll do anything. anything you want, you just tell him so he can begin. even the super freaky shit. he will suck the polish off your toes. he will fist you. he will go proposition the other teammates and run a train on you. he'll watch someone else fuck you, even though he might get a little jealous. he probably won't allow that to happen for long before he decides he's going to join in. he'll invite someone to watch him fuck you, which he is much more excited to do. he will suspend you from the ceiling and slowly lower you down onto his cock like a sexy saw trap. he will shove his dick so far down your throat that you vomit. he will sit on a cake and eat it off his own ass. he'll hold a gun to your head and ask you, firmly, to get on your knees. he'll stick an entire tree up his urethra if you tell him that will get you off. he will never say no to you. do you want to fuck him? he is prepared and ready for you. he will bend over so fast and spread his legs so wide. do you want to watch him fuck himself? do you want to watch someone fuck him? he'll do that too! and while he will never complain about whatever you want to do, if you were to ask him personally what he wants, he will blank. he knows a lot of what he doesn't like to do, but he doesn't really focus on exactly what he likes! he likes being inside of any orifice you offer him, and that's about it. he'll never say no, but every sexual experiment leaves him at a net neutral. he's just happy to be fucking something that isn't his hand. he doesn't have jewelry in his prince albert currently, so when you both find out there's a second hole in his dick, that will be an experience for both of you. kind enough to pull out, unless you explicitly ask him to cum inside of you; and if you do he's going to ask you to repeat yourself. not to be smug about it, but he just wants to double check that's what you want. god tier aftercare. what do you need? a towel? a snack? something to drink? and he will check, double check, and triple check if you want another round. because if you're done, he's getting a drink. he may not drink himself into a stupor, but those first few gulps... almost better than sex. that relaxes him enough to come tend to you, and hold you, and give you the comfort he's unable to in the heat of sex and sobriety. he can be an absolute sweetheart once he's got some liquor in him. but he will never fuck you drunk. it is the only time he will deny you. he just doesn't have the heart for it. he doesn't want to touch you and not remember what he did the next day. he doesn't want to forget how you ask for him. he clings to those moments. it's his life preserver in the sea of liquor. it reminds him there's a reason to not drink so often. he can be the man he wants to be when he's sober. maybe only exclusively in the bed, but if that's the man he wants to be... then what. a. man.

heavy: to fuck this man there is a question you have to ask yourself: can you match his utter freak? mikhail isn’t described as a sweet, kind, or caring man on his best day, and he will never be described that way if he has anything to say about it. his easygoing, relaxed demeanor is a facade. it is the nectar in the pitcher plant that is this man. you will die interacting with him. but you will die at the top of mount everest. you will genuinely think this man at least likes you the first time he propositions you for sex. and he doesn’t. he’s not gentle. and he’s not attentive. he was looking for the quickest way to get a nut and you provided that for him. it’s fine enough. if you beg for something he may give it to you. he probably won’t. it’s fast. he gets what he needs. he ignores you for the rest of the day. the cracks begin to form in him if you come back for more. if you start demanding actual pleasure. something in him is almost forced to comply. and he’s not happy. he’s not happy that he’s compelled to drop to his knees at your mere command of it. it’s embarrassing looking up at you, but he is waiting patiently to be told what you want him to do. you’re so soft, and you’re so warm, and it hits him that he is so cold. you are a lovely reminder that he loves to eat. there’s something about your noises. your taste. and then his eyes flick up at you… and it’s not so bad to be on his knees, watching you squirm above him. and it compels him to be gentler as he slides into you. if you’re really enjoying it, he might even kiss you. hesitantly, nervously, almost. he won’t pull away until he cums. in the clarity, he hates you. he doesn’t want to speak to you, look at you, be around you, he’s ashamed to even think that he submitted for you. and you’re everywhere in his mind. he gets flustered, almost angry if you’re actually in his presence. he finds anywhere else to be. he fears he might actually appreciate your presence. at that point, put a collar on your new dog and keep him on a short leash. most anything you want can be done with a firm command, and he will obey. but when you’re done using him, he will beg you to leave him alone. he will plead that you leave him be so he can fix his mind. all i can tell you is don’t. he actually doesn’t want you to. if you do, he can convince himself he was overcome by carnal desire. but he won’t stop avoiding you, or acting like he hates you either. so tighten your hold on him. demand his presence daily. watch as he grits his teeth and follows. watch him crumble as you undress for him (his mind shuts down. he can’t stop thinking about how good you look with nothing on.). watch a man gain an addiction to giving oral. listen to a grown man call your name in hushed, broken gasps as you slowly lower yourself onto him. feel his hands grab at you, grip tightening to the point of sprained bones. watch a man gain an addiction to you. there comes a point where you don’t have to ask him for anything. he will memorize the times you call for him and wait for you. he’s had so much experience with you he knows exactly what you’ll ask for, and he waits to see what you want first. any request is met with immediate action. he’s obsessed. and he will flush red if you mention it. he leans into your touch, and it’s the first time past his mouth you feel heat emanating from him. he refuses pleasure unless you insist. and he hates you. he reminds you every time you’re done that he hates you. it’s hard to believe that when he’s sitting on the floor, looking up at you, face covered in your fluids. just let him hate you. don’t tell him you love him. you will break him. he can’t contain his rage if you tell him that. he doesn’t want to be loved. he wanted to be left alone. he wanted to fuck and be left alone from there. he didn’t want to get this attached. he didn’t want to like you. but he does. and he doesn’t know any other way to show it except to follow you dutifully to a bedroom and slowly sink to his knees, waiting for the best meal he’ll have the pleasure to eat. bon appetit to him.

engineer: oral connoisseur, vehicle sex aficionado. you can suck this man off anytime you want. do not ask for confirmation, you tell him you want to suck him off and the overalls are coming off. no questions no qualms no statements no problems. thankful and gracious for all sexual encounters. loves some road head. he'll hit a pothole to hear you choke. one hand on the wheel, the other on the back of your head. you don't get to get up until you reach your destination or he cums. and don't think he won't reciprocate! he is more than happy to lean over if you're in the driver's seat. something about the idea of oral in the car just gets him going. he can't even describe it. much more of an exhibitionist and voyeur than he would like to admit, and he's not willing to connect the dots of that and his tendency to fuck in cars. but if he walks into something he shouldn't have... it might take him a little while to find the door again, if you catch his drift. though he won't want to join in. the idea of a threesome or anything more than a two-person job makes him a little queasy. he's just not sure how anyone could keep up when there's that many people. he almost feels bad for the porn stars who are on the receiving end of a train, because he just can't imagine. but that's not gonna stop him from staring. dell would probably have a fun time at a kink or fetish party. he will respectfully ask to be an extra set of eyes, and will never attempt to go further than that. he'll even refuse if he's propositioned. he makes a very good aftercare partner, usually the one who has the most energy to get towels and drinks for everyone else involved. engie is also a top contender for one of the nicest lovers on the team, and other than his tendency to stare and be stared at, is quite vanilla in comparison to his counterpart. he will normally pick one partner, and if that spot is filled he is not looking for replacements. and his libido is not raging. now, he's not a priest or a monk or anything like that, he just doesn't have the energy, time or want to put sex high up on his list of priorities when he needs to get paid... and he lives at his job. literally. since moving his workshop off the main building, getting his rocks off has become infinitely easier. no members of the team really know exactly where the workshop is, so they have to contact him first to get a location to arrive. which has made his sex life flourish! nobody comes to his little den unless he invites them. and because it's disconnected from the base, you can be as loud as you want! he won't quiet you down. he himself is not loud, but he is vocal. just likes to talk, and will actually talk about anything during sex. his plans for the week, your plans for the week, a meal he had a week ago that he's considering trying to recreate... his mind wanders unless you're keeping him there. so talk to him! you can indulge him in his own silly musings, or you can ask him how you feel. what you taste like. if he's having a good time. that will generally let him know it's time to lock in and get some answers for you. and he's happy to do so. quite a slow lover. prefers to show you a long time, with generous bouts of foreplay. he will cum anywhere, you just tell him where you want it. happy to paint your face, happy to fill your mouth, more than happy to cum inside of you, condom or no condom, and he'll never deny a nice backshot. he will normally have towels and water on hand for aftercare, and he likes to take the time to hold you. caress you gently for a while before he sends you on your way. he doesn't like to sleep in his workshop. but, if he's still got some energy left in him, and he's feeling a little adventurous, he might invite you back to his room. it depends how lively the base is. the greater the chance he has to sneak you in the more excited he is to try it. if there's a chance he might not even make it to his room, he's happy to put you in a closet and tell you to stay put. he'll come grab you if the coast is mostly clear. or he can have you there, if you'd prefer that.

medic: oohhh, doctor!! stay away from this man because i want him. call the police immediately so i may go post his bail. and don’t fuck this guy. having sexual relations with the blue donned doctor is like getting on your knees and begging the devil to bring a spark back into your life. while he is (allegedly) unassuming and uninterested in sex half the time, if you proposition him you will never be free from the man. one of the few good things about him is that he will absolutely drop everything to tend to you instead. subjects will be left on the table, paperwork left unfinished, if not simply thrown away, if he doesn’t fuck you on the desk and ruin them regardless. he won’t care who walks in, if anything it may be more beneficial to you to have a third party watching, because the medic is mean. and he’ll trick you into thinking you’re getting just a good love session… no. you’re getting fucked. you get maybe a solid thirty minutes of him being so disgustingly sweet to you, mumbling almost incoherently into your skin of how he will care for you, he will love you, he could love you and maybe then you could truly be worth something to the world because he loves you, now. and he can make something useful of you. and if you fall for it, his smile is absolutely precious. soft, kind, almost apprehensive. focused fingers drawing circles and running down your skin in lines as he maneuvers you where he wants you. he loves being able to keep your entire body in his line of sight, from every hair on your head to your toes. the foreplay is lovely! it’s everything that comes after that which will utterly ruin the phenomenal ground work he just laid. the slowest thrust is the one where he enters you. the moment he has been fully sheathed inside of you, he’ll lean over into your ear, and ask you once to be his good little toy. and he’s going to just piston into you. he is actively aiming to put his dick in your stomach acid with every thrust. and he's just cruel. he's snarling in your ear as he thrusts, commanding that you take it. take every inch of him. take every thrust. cry for him. tell him how much you love it; how much you love him. and don't stop telling him how much you need him. and even if you obey him, and you do everything he could possibly ask, he will never be kind to you in return as long as he is inside of you. you will not hear those soft words he roped you in with. you are a whore, you are a sick, sad little slut who's so dick-obsessed that you'll say anything you need to to get what you want. you poor, desperate little thing. he's happy to tend to you, though. who else would possibly bother with you? and you have to beg him to not cum inside you. make it sound like it's a better idea for him to cum elsewhere. it's an easier task to convince him to give you a facial. he's happy to paint your face white. and none of this is to say that he is an entirely indomitable man. there are times where you could, hypothetically, turn the tables on him. but it is a fight. he will fight you. he will hit you. battling the doctor one on one isn't an easy task by any means. and if you can't overpower him, he will taunt you as he hold your arms at uncomfortable angles behind your back and slides inside you. but if you can get him on his back, or on his knees, he'll let you take the win. out of breath, probably bloody— he has the most cowardly smile on his face. tell him what you want him to do. he'll listen. he'll even respect it enough that he won't try anything to get the upper hand on you, this time. he certainly won't let you win again for the forseeable future, but he'll certainly enjoy being told what to do for the moment. stupidly obedient when forced into a submissive role, the second you get this doctor's ego in check every request, suggestion, command is met with an immediate correction, and the profuse thanking that you would even give him the opportunity to please you. please let him cum inside you. or at all? a small orgasm for the doctor? he’s been good, promise. don’t trust him. let him suffer. make him beg for it.

sniper: hands down the best friends with benefits you could possibly ever have. snipes is the most easygoing guy on the team. and should be exclusively approached for casual sex. this is not a guy to fall in love with. snipes is the guy you take to the shitty dive bar and fuck in the car and if you've got time maybe you'll both go to the ihop and have a fascinating conversation about whether extraterrestrials exist, and then you're not gonna hear from him again until he wants to fuck again. and it is hard to not garner some form of feelings for the guy, because he is a hell of a conversationalist. before and after, he is a muse, a jester, and a philosopher all at once. it's not that you play mind games with each other, per se, but you build an entirely new reality that you are the sole occupier of. he is not there with you. you are a good time and a fun conversation. a nice way to spend a day off. and those are few and far between unless he's slacking off. unlike his counterpart, this snipes keeps a very clear line between his job and his personal enjoyment. you will not be contacted unless he's got an off day coming up. your attempts to contact him will be ignored. though, sometimes, you can catch him out and about in town. it's very rare, but there's only two guys in the entirety of teufort who wear that god awful hat, and one of them exclusively wears red. so it's pretty easy to confirm who you're looking at from a distance. that is, if he hasn't spotted you first and turned tail. but, if you manage to catch him, depending on the length of his roster (which is never particularly long) and whether you're one of his favorites he might be willing to appease you for the moment. but then he'll have to tell you to not go out of your way to locate him again. granted, this is a pretty easy command to hear and promise to follow when he's teasing you with the world's best (or worst, depending on how you feel about being teased) game of just the tip. and while he slowly pushes in and out of you, he'll make some... unnecessary confessions to you. one of those being that he kills people for a living. and following him is not a smart thing to do. and you don't want to be on the wrong end of the wrong rifle, do you? he hasn't forgotten about you, he just can't be there all the time for you. but he'll help you out this once while he's on the clock, and he'll try to keep you more updated. this is a lie, by the way. he isn't going to reach out any more than he was prior, which was never. but, on his next off day, he'll give you some special treatment. he rarely likes being the sole object of your affections. he doesn't like anyone being overly invested in his business. it's why he excels at fantastical conversations. conversations where he doesn't have to give any actual information about himself is where he feels most comfortable. it's where he's most charming! it's where he finds the most beauty in the human nature around him! it's when he can get swept away in the fantasies of a utopian society, and not the one where he kills people every day. if he wasn't working, he would certainly have his way with a new partner everyday. he would love to be a hedonist! but neither he, his lifestyle, nor his brain were actually built to be that guy. he's actually never had enough pussy, ass or otherwise thrown his way to even see if he could walk that walk. but dammit... if he doesn't want to try. he has a fantasy of having a harem, of different people and different types, and maybe they can fuck each other too so sometimes he can just be left alone. solid contender for the third nicest lover on the team. thoroughly engaging, if not marginally cruel, snipes is good for an expulsion of energy that keeps coming back. he's the one to go to when you thought you just needed one round, but when you're done you realize that it just wasn't enough. he can go toe to toe until he's back on the clock. pulls out, he has no interest in fatherhood or paying child support, and he doesn’t trust any partner to not baby trap him. keeps condoms in his pocket.

spy: spy wouldn’t fuck pyro with a gun pointed at his temple. pull the trigger, he dares you. sex is a tool spy knows how to use, with much less enjoyment from it gleaned than his counterpart. however, doesn’t mean he’s no good at it. he just prefers it when it’s not used for business. spy is a disgusting, hopeless romantic. he really isn’t invested in the sex unless he loves you. not just like, he has to love you. otherwise he’s not cumming. and getting spy’s love is hard. it is a herculean task that nobody has surmounted. you have got to be phenomenal in the sack to get anything past boredom from the frenchman in a one night stand. whether he’s bottoming or topping. he generally looks uninterested. he’s bored to death, and normally attempting to reach his cigarettes. and he doesn’t truly mean to sound so cruel, but when he asks you “are you done?” you may as well be, or the dejected sigh he lets out as he continues will make you want to stop entirely. and he makes heavy eye contact. so he’s staring you directly in your eyeballs with a scathing look of disappointment and boredom. at that point get off of him. he will probably never contact you again. being a sexual partner with spy without emotion attached is best for quickies, preferably five minutes or less so he can leave and let you feel stupid alone in the post nut clarity. supernaturally attracted to glory holes, but he likes to look through them first. it’s almost like a peephole to another world. he got caught once and now he cloaks to keep up this little habit of his. it does not deter him. all of this to say, spy is not selective with sex. he’s selective with love. and with his love comes the true sexual prowess this man wields in his cigarette smoke riddled body. anything you may want to do, want him to do, want to do to him is on the table. he loves it all, if you’re suggesting it. and he’ll do it with the dopiest smile on his face. not a smirk, not a tight pulling of the lips, a full teethed smile. that’s how you know he’s in that mood. because he looks at you and can’t help this shit eating smile on his face. a smile that says he’s plotting something and it’s gonna be good when it comes to fruition. his favorite position to take you in is missionary. is it boring? sure, but it’s low effort and everything he wishes to touch, kiss, and stare at is in easy access. and he can look down and watch himself enter and exit you, which strokes his ego. he can’t help but to laugh during sex. he just feels… victorious. it’s a prized possession, to have you in his bed. to have your ankles over his shoulder. to hear you whimper, and gasp, and grab at him. he almost gets high off of it. and however loud you want to get, he is happy to match you. he’s more likely to bite into your skin to silence himself, but if you’re howling… what does he look like trying to be quiet? sex is a two man job. and you’re making him feel just as good as he’s making you feel. pulls out, he is paranoid about pregnancy and he's not even the one getting pregnant. he will usually book a hotel room if he’s expecting “company”; he doesn’t want to deal with the team’s jeers. and it gives you a sense of class. you deserve better than a dark room in a building with seven other men (and pyro). you deserve a soft bed. dimmable lighting. clean sheets. but also if you wanted him shitfaced in an alleyway he’d have you there, too. if you want him to pluck you off of a street and drive off without another word, and you just come up missing from the world for a few days or weeks, he’s happy to do that for you, too. and he just can't wipe the smile from his face when he catches sight of you. anything you ask that he can accomplish, he is happy to do. he just wants to make love to you, however you want him to showcase his love to you. he's not very good at being mean, or firm, because he just can't remove the smile from his face. even as he has you bent over and his fingers in you up to his knuckles. even as he ties you up. that smile just shines. if you're having a good time, he's having a lovely time.

#team fortress 2 #team fortress two #tf2 medic #tf2 heavy #tf2 sniper #tf2 engineer #tf2 pyro #tf2 scout #tf2 spy #tf2 soldier #tf2 demo #tf2 demoman

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kiwi-luminaryofthestars · 2 months ago

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03/02/2025 Progress Update:

Why hello again! We're back to the phantom thief au, whoop whoop!! So excited to continue with this!!!!

Just to update you on where we're at with chapter 5, I already have 14.1K drafted and I'd say it's halfway done... Uhhhh yeah, this is going to be stupidly long—probably longer than chapter 4. I just have so much to goddamn do in this chapter that I'm at the mercy of only so many words to say it. But, if y'all still like it being long, then hopefully that's a benefit and not a disadvantage.

Most of today's writing wasn't actually drafting, mostly researching and writing notes for the incomplete first section. I hadn't intended on this part being very detailed, BUT I got so enraptured by reading about forensics and trace evidence that I just couldn't stop myself from including SOME nerdiness. I want to give Shuichi an okay amount of detective-ing that isn't JUST the phantom thief so it can further solidify his skills and be something fun to read about, and a lot of the first section is detective-ing. I read a fuck-ton of articles about glitter, pollen, and entomology forensics, which WOW is so goddamn interesting!!! Like holy shit I want to be a forensic analysist; this is so cool.

I did have a question for people who follow my updates, if you've read this far and feel so inclined, about what would be more desirable to see. Would you like to see more Danganronpa characters as unimportant side-characters?? Obviously, IMPORTANT ones will eventually show up, but would it be interesting to have a homicide case involve characters we know?? I feel a little weird about having dead characters show up for Shuichi to investigate loll but I feel like I see so many other fics place other characters around, and I wonder if my limited range of characters is feeling a little boxy.

I didn't give the strangler an actual character (mostly because I thought it more appropriate with Shuichi projecting his uncle onto them that they not have a distinguishable character) and I'm unsure if that's how it should continue. My sister has expressed she thinks it would be weird but could work lol, so here's my call to the limited masses asking your opinion. To me at least, it's the same whether or not they're an actual character in this franchise, so it's up to you whether you'd enjoy a face/name attached to it lolol.

Anyway!! Excited to keep going with this, I'm so fucking pumped. I could not give you an ETA on when this chapter will be done, especially since the move is coming any day now, and I'm already so swamped with packing, but I promise it will come!! I love writing this thing so much; no matter how it'll end up being received, I just adore this process. I almost despair at the idea that it might be done one day because I could write it forever. BUUUUT of course I'm excited for people to see the climax, too, so my double-edged sword it will be.

Hope you all have a lovely night and beat those Sunday/Monday blues!! We've got this; Monday will not stuff us down. Corporate hellscape be damned, we're writers and we're gonna paint our little world with artistry.

#thwwichphantomthief #cheesy af line at the end there #but i do truly believe it #my gray monotony is beat by this stupid fanfiction and i adore it

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iamadequate1717 · 1 year ago

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OFMD S3 (Manifesting!)

I think we've all seen Casey Bloys' comments on an OFMD S3:

“What’s a little bit different in a linear world than here is… how a show performs over a longer period of time than three weeks or something,” Bloys stated. “So we’re figuring out how it’s doing, what it’s looking like.”

My reaction:

Really, HBO? HBO, after running one of the worst, most spoilery, most front loaded marketing campaigns I have ever seen, wants to talk about the long term?

The question that was driving everyone feral for an S2 was, will Stede and Ed find each other again? HBO/MAX put their first face-to-face meeting in the trailer. Why watch the show when the marketing will just toss a greatest hits reel out to the public before the episode even releases?

The showstopping set piece of 2x3 (MerStede rescuing Ed) was spoiled in their "marketing" since they released the concept art for MerStede days before the episode aired in a BTS video.

Let's look at the finale:

The beach kisses and the inn were spoiled in BTS videos released days before the episode was released after putting a week between 2x7 and 2x8 releases. Yeah, yeah, they didn't show the kisses exactly, but what else would that pose be for? It really enforced that 2x7 and 2x8 should have been released together, but HBO/MAX choose to create a cliffhanger while immediately posting the resolution in their marketing

Ed thinking Stede was dead was spoiled by the episode promo

Ed and Stede running toward one another on the beach was spoiled by the trailer. (It didn't show them in frame together, but it was obviously the same location and the direction they were going in matched.)

Ed reading one of Stede's letters was spoiled by marketing a few days before the finale release for no discernable reason

Izzy's climatic speech to Ricky (and that he was saying it to Ricky!) was spoiled in the trailer. It could have been a good hype VO, and they didn't need to spoil whom Izzy was talking to

The crew in the British garb and taking out soldiers was in the trailer. This plot begins nine minutes before the credits start.

The Revenge Crew working with Spanish Jackie and Zheng at some point was well spoiled beforehand in their BTS promo material. Zheng saying they should team up is three minutes before the credits start.

(Has anyone seen this amount of BTS material of episodes, including the season climax, released before an episode releases instead of after? Just holding this BTS material until after seems like a no-brainer to extending a show's interest after the finale is released.)

The reason the pacing felt super "off" on your first watch is because HBO/MAX already released a bulleted run through of the episode beforehand, and you were mentally ticking it off as you went instead of watching it organically. Watching it a second time really improves the flow of the episode.

This is a show whose popularity was raised created entirely through word-of-mouth excitement. The greediness of these streaming companies is why we couldn't have the actors doing promo, but then they took away the show's next most powerful tool, the word-of-mouth discussion, by releasing large swathes of the climax of the season before it aired, and the social media hype and discussion was front loaded to before release instead of after.

S3 was set up to show Ed and Stede as a solid couple and to show the pirate community against the British, and the season climax of these two points was released by HBO/MAX before the episode, and it was excitedly discussed then. Now, a week after release, we're stuck in some horrible gravy basket of discussing the part of the last five-ten minutes that HBO/MAX didn't outright spoil (though they tried their hardest with the grave promo stills and Ed's bloody hand in the promo!): Izzy's death. No one is having fun!

There is a lot of story setup for an S3 but DJenks and company had to set up a season that could double as a series finale in a pinch, so we also lost the "What happens next??" fervor because HBO/MAX wouldn't greenlight two seasons at once of their biggest new IP of 2022. The bizarre marketing strategy didn't lend itself to a long term success, and it's up to the fans once again to do HBO/MAX's job for them.

#ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd s2 #ofmd 2x08 #hbo max #ofmd s3 #renew as a crew #talk it through as a crew #ofmd meta #renewal gravy basket #ranty rant rant #ofmd s2 spoilers #is it worth tagging s2 spoilers anymore?

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writingquestionsanswered · 1 year ago

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Later Reveal of Past Trauma

Anonymous asked: My character was neglected in childhood, but the story's main conflict is war and related smaller-scale conflicts. A friend's remark shakes the character's worldview, making him realize his upbringing was not normal. Then the war breaks out and doubles the grief of the past he never had along with the future he's now lost. He spends the rest of the story, right until the climax, running from his grief, too heavy to face. The neglect of his past is revealed later on in the story (gradually), but I'm worried the reader won't understand the core conflict until that reveal begins. How could I resolve this?

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It sounds like your story has both an internal conflict (effects of past childhood trauma) and an external conflict (the war). Typically, in stories with both internal and external conflict, the two conflicts work together, each one informing the other. Your character's internal conflict informs how they navigate through the external conflict, and the external conflict helps to propel them through the evolution and resolution of their internal conflict. Ultimately, the moment the resolution of their internal conflict coincides with their ability to resolve the external conflict once and for all.

However, here it sounds like you have an internal conflict that is separate from your external conflict, almost like you have two different stories, and you have to be careful about that... because you don't want to kick off this interesting internal conflict (realizing childhood wasn't normal), then abandon it to kick off an interesting external conflict (the war breaking out), then abandon that to have your character running around avoiding this unexplained grief.

I think the first thing you might want to consider is why you feel it's necessary to hide the reality of this character's past trauma from the reader for so long? If you're looking for an exciting plot twist, that's not it. But there are ways you can build on the childhood trauma to create a plot twist if that's what you're looking to do. For example, if you start the reveal of the neglect as soon as the friend's remark makes them question the normality of their childhood, you can build that grief as they start to compare their childhood experiences with observations and realizations about what would have been normal instead. You can still have them run from that grief and try not to deal with it, but on some level that grief should still be lurking at the back of their mind, forcing some level of ongoing processing. And that can come at the hands of realizations and observations that occur alongside the experiences they have as they try to run from that grief. Then, maybe in that "dark night of the soul" moment ahead of the climax, you can have them discover something or learn something that turns the whole internal conflict on its ear. Like, maybe they discover some mind-blowing reason behind why the neglect happened, or some staggering discovery about the people who raised him... this is where you can find a twist. And if you can find some way to relate it to the external conflict and/or the climax, all the better.

At the very, very least, it would be important to find some way to hint at the neglect from the friend's remark onward, even if the outright reveal occurs later... and at that point, maybe the reveal comes in the form of a newly surfaced memory that illustrates just how bad the neglect was. Then it's not so much a twist but a heavy, impactful moment.

I hope that helps!

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I will request the renleosho threesome 🙋‍♂️

Thank you for taking one for the team anon! I 🙏

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18+/nsfw/minors gtfo

ALSO BEFORE YOU CONTINUE THERE WILL BE SLIGHT MENTIONS OF DOUBLE PENETRATION IN THIS ONE PLEASE CONTINUE WITH YOUR OWN COMFORT

Ren and Sho have gotten to the point where they are fed up with Leo's teasing and bullying and wanted to put him in his place.

Ren suggested blasting him online, but Sho like "no, there is only one way to tame a brat like him"

The two got the chance to corner Leo in Vagastorm inside his room, and got to business so let's skip the foreplay okay?

Snow is no good with that -

At first it was mostly aimed at Ren , for being bad with his hands mostly. Where does he place them that wouldn't be in the way of Sho either?? He never did a threesome before!

Ren and Sho took turns watching each other have their own 1 on 1 time with Leo. Railing him into the bed.

But that wasn't going to be enough to hush up him

"... Do you think we can both fit in there"? Was what Ren asked -

Leo was surprised about the suggestion - could he?

He was in the middle of his thoughts when Sho agreed to try it?!

Ren laid on three bed behind Leo with him no top and facing up, Ren was inside already, Sho was applying a generous amount of lube to himself before he lined up to the hole with Ren already inside.

He slowly joined Ren inside the same hole, it was a tight fit, Ren actually made a comment that they are going to get stuck inside.

Leo was tensing up and sobbing softly, it was a stretch, a big one in fact. You would cry too if you got two inside the same hole for the first time....

You can see a bulge inside Leo's stomach it was two separate ones, when one moved out you could see the other move inside him , it was clear as day on his stomach.

Ren and Sho actually were good at moving in sync with each other inside of the hole.

The three climaxed one after the other, Ren biting Leo's shoulder as he came inside of him.

The two pulled out of the Leo hole and watched him tremble a little.

"Ren get the camera the hole is twitching "~

"Oya? We can get a photo. Label it as" Leo's cute hole, excited twitch "

They caught the image of Leo's hole twitching out after having two people inside him as the same time, leaking out a bit of both Ren and Sho's seed.

But they weren't done with Leo still. Carefully, they moved Leo on his hands and knees, Ren entered the hole again, even though Leo was stretched out he still tightened around Ren.

Sho on the other hand , grabbed a fist full of Leo's hair to pull his face towards his dick to get it in his mouth and throat fuck him.

Sho and Ren gave each other a high five while Leo was having both his mouth and hole stuffed.

Afterwards, Leo was all sore and tired out, Ren and Sho admired Leo while telling them how much of a good job he did, and Ren and Sho kissed too to praise each other.

"Hey. I am the sore one, pay attention to me" is what Leo said all because the attention was off him.

It walls silent for a minute, only Sho taking off his bandana was next.

"He still talking, Ren, could you go one more"?

"What? Again? You fucking sex maniacs! How much can you do"!? ..... "... Yes I do want to go again"~

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American Horror Story: A ranking of seasons — 10-5 | part I

American Horror Story is one of the most iconic horror series of the last few years. It has this really cool concept of telling a different story each season, which lets the show explore all kinds of horror subgenres. One of the things I love most is how it showcases the actors’ versatility — seeing them return in completely different roles every season is always so fun. Anyway, it’s easily one of my favorite shows of all time. I love everything about it.

And since the fandom basically lives here on Tumblr, I wanted to make my own personal ranking of the seasons (the ones I’ve actually watched). I’m splitting it into two parts just to keep things a little more organized — So here it is — full of unhinged thoughts and deeply biased opinions.

10. Apocalypse (S8)

Honestly? I don’t care. It doesn’t shine. I only watched it for Michael — and for Cody fern’s acting, let’s be honest — and the ending is just plain bad.

This is the season that splits the fandom in half. Some people will defend it with their lives, others will trash it to the grave. Me? I’m stuck in the middle of the mess. Apocalypse starts with grand promises and delivers nothing but confusion. And that’s exactly why it lands in last place.

American Horror Story was always about telling new stories each season — but over time, we started to notice the connections. Everything exists in the same universe, and that’s exciting. Apocalypse takes that concept and tries to turn it into a spectacle: the Antichrist from Murder House, the witches from Coven, and a highly stylized, dramatic end of the world.

And in the beginning? It works. The early episodes have a strong atmosphere, mystery, and even some clichés that work well — a group of survivors trapped in a bunker, people dying one by one, that unsettling tension building up. The sci-fi teen couple, the apocalyptic mood, the campy aesthetics. And of course, Michael Langdon himself: charismatic, enigmatic, terrifying. He owns the screen. His early development is genuinely compelling. Watching the rise of the Antichrist should’ve been a chilling, fascinating ride.

But then… it all falls apart.

In the rush to tie everything together, the season begins to stumble — and eventually collapse. Characters come and go with no weight, entire plots are abandoned mid-season, and Michael loses all his momentum. What could’ve been the universe’s epic climax becomes a clumsy patchwork of nostalgia and fan service thrown together with no real focus.

And then… there’s the time travel plot.

I have a love-hate relationship with this trope. It can be iconic. It can be the powerful final twist. But here? It feels like a slap in the face. It’s the lazy, rushed solution to take down the most powerful villain this series has ever created. And sure, I get it — to defeat the Antichrist, you need something big. But this version of time travel only creates more questions. It reopens timelines that were already closed, it breaks the rules of its own universe, and it leaves us with even more confusion.

You start Apocalypse with questions.

You end Apocalypse with double the questions.

And just when you think it’s over… they hit you with a time loop twist. Yes. The Antichrist is coming back. It’s all going to happen again. And the answers? Nowhere to be found.

9. Double fature (S10)

This season left me feeling really conflicted. Double Feature is split into two separate parts: Red Tide and Death Valley. They have completely different vibes, tones, and storylines, and at first glance, they don’t seem to connect at all. So, to fairly rank it, I decided to break it down into three sections — part one, part two, and the full experience.

Part One – Red Tide: artists, monsters, and the addiction to success

Red Tide had a really strong concept and was honestly fun to follow. The atmosphere was eerie, cold, and constantly tense. The critique of the artistic process, the pressure to create, and the desperation for relevance is the strongest part of the story. The characters were great — there was nothing about them that I disliked, and I genuinely enjoyed watching their descent.

But then… that ending. What was that? After so much build-up, it just crashed and burned. It felt rushed, empty, and like it completely wasted all the tension it had spent episodes building.

That said, I still kind of love Red Tide — maybe more than it deserves — mostly for personal reasons: vampire Evan Peters and Finn Wittrock being dramatic and unhinged? Yes, I’m into it.

Part Two – Death Valley: aliens, presidents, and… what am I watching?

If Red Tide was a grounded, moody horror story, Death Valley is complete chaos. Four people being impregnated by aliens to create a superior hybrid race? U.S. presidents making intergalactic deals? I was literally sitting there like, “what is happening?”

At first, the concept seemed intriguing, but it quickly became slow and kind of painful to watch. The pacing dragged, and the characters? Honestly, pretty bland. I couldn’t connect with anyone, and even with all the weirdness, it just didn’t hit emotionally.

Weirdly though, there’s something strangely enjoyable about how absolutely insane it is. But still, it loses momentum and the ending — again — feels like a letdown.

Double Feature as a whole: what actually connects these two stories?

That’s the big question, right? Why bring these two wildly different stories together under one season? What actually makes Red Tide and Death Valley Double Feature?

For me, the answer lies in the theme of dehumanization.

As different as they seem, Red Tide and Death Valley share a core idea: the loss of humanity. In Red Tide, artists literally transform into blood-hungry creatures in the pursuit of greatness — they trade their humanity for success. In Death Valley, humans give their bodies to science and aliens, surrendering their individuality and autonomy in the name of progress. Whether it’s for fame, brilliance, or innovation, both parts explore how far people will go — what they’re willing to become — to reach something “greater.”

Each half tells a story of transformation, manipulation, and the erasure of self. And maybe that’s exactly why these two halves were put together: Double Feature is about what remains when we stop being human.

Overall, I’m pretty neutral about Double Feature. I don’t hate it, but I definitely don’t love it either. Red Tide stands out a bit more for me — both for its story and for the cast — but both halves suffer from weak endings and inconsistent pacing.

In the end, Double Feature had a solid concept but felt like a mix of highs and lows. Interesting ideas? Yes. Great execution? Not quite. That’s why it lands in 9th place on my American Horror Story ranking.

8. 1984 (S9)

It’s a fun horror cliché with iconic characters and an absolutely flawless 80s aesthetic. The season starts off strong: slasher vibes, summer camp, neon lights, blood everywhere, and over-the-top characters that really work within the theme. The soundtrack is amazing, and visually, it’s one of the most beautiful seasons in the whole series.

The storyline involving Richard Ramirez is obviously controversial, since he was a real-life criminal. But within the exaggerated and fictional world of the show, he becomes this bizarre, cartoonish, almost supernatural villain — and that actually works for the chaotic energy of this season. I also really liked Montana’s twist as a villain; it added something unexpected and fun to the story.

And Brooke? She’s such a great final girl. Sweet, beautiful, lovable — I was rooting for her the whole time.

That said, the story goes off the rails hard in the second half. Margaret and Mr. Jingles’ plot becomes completely absurd, and when Jingles turns into some sort of ghost avenger… yeah, it lost me. On top of that, my favorite characters didn’t make it (justice for Xavier, my sweet charismatic king), so honestly? Screw it.

Aesthetically, though, this season is a total feast: the music, the settings, the costumes…I love all of it. It’s just a shame the plot couldn’t keep up.

7. Roanoke (S6)

This season is honestly great. Genuinely scary, with a solid plot — though it does get a bit boring later on.

It’s considered by many fans to be the scariest season, and I both agree and disagree. I think real horror goes beyond violent ghosts. What truly scares me is the stuff that feels real, the kind of thing that could actually happen. The more likely something is, the more it creeps me out. That being said… yeah, I was terrified watching this season. I’m a scaredy cat, I admit it. (After all that critique, right?)

I love the found footage documentary concept, and I really like when the show pulls from real legends. That’s already scary — but here, they went even further: a third-person found footage documentary based on a real legend? They served terrifying scenes.

Special shoutout to Lady Gaga’s performance — she’s almost unrecognizable, and her character is really compelling. The use of first-person camera work was brilliant here. It builds tension in such an intense way, making you feel the characters’ fear — and the actors’ performances really elevate it. I’m honestly shocked this season didn’t win any awards, because the acting was top tier.

The cannibals were absolutely terrifying. Their scenes are disturbing and panic-inducing. Finn Wittrock and Robin Weigert were completely unrecognizable and played bizarre, creepy characters so well — total nightmare fuel.

This season really shows off the cast’s full potential. Amazing performances, iconic characters, intense moments. And visually, it’s a very strong season with a powerful, immersive atmosphere.

6. Asylum

The fandom’s sweetheart — and for good reason. This is one of the most iconic and well-written seasons in the entire series. The storylines are solid, everything is explained with care, and the historical inspirations (like real-life asylums and serial killers such as Ed Gein) make it feel way too real — which honestly just makes it even more terrifying.

The protagonists are phenomenal. Lana Winters (Sarah Paulson) and Kit Walker (Evan Peters) carry the season with powerful performances and emotionally charged scenes. As for the villains? Chills. Bloody Face is easily one of the scariest characters in the whole franchise — unpredictable, cruel, and deeply disturbing. Then there’s Dr. Arden, who starts off almost cartoonish and ends up being one of the most terrifying due to his real-world roots.

The season delivers iconic moments: the “Name Game” musical number, Mary Eunice singing “You Don’t Know Me,” and her heartbreaking final scene. It’s all hauntingly beautiful.

But despite all that, I can’t rank Asylum any higher — it’s just too heavy. The themes are dark, the violence is brutal, and everything feels too possible. It’s an incredible season, no doubt, but I have no desire to rewatch it. It’s a masterpiece that left me emotionally wrecked.

5. Freak Show

I am the defense attorney for this season. I can see the flaws, but I can also see all the beauty — and there’s a lot. I love this season deeply: the aesthetic, the music, the characters, the storylines, and the cast. It’s a season full of emotion, talent, and visual richness.

The only real issue is how many storylines are packed into it. It feels like it was originally written for a longer run, and then they had to rush the pacing to wrap everything up. You’re left with the feeling that nothing really got the full closure it deserved. In my opinion, the lore with Dandy, the Twisty the Clown arc, and the conjoined twins’ journey didn’t fit neatly into the same plot as Jimmy’s family drama, the backstory of the “freaks,” the students trying to destroy the show, and Elsa’s past — it’s a lot.

But despite that, I absolutely love how this season lets the cast shine in a different light. Not only are they incredible actors, but the musical performances are beautiful. Jessica Lange (queen!) singing “Life on Mars” is stunning. Evan Peters singing “Come As You Are” is such a sweet and unexpected moment.

It genuinely bothers me that this season didn’t win any awards for makeup or acting. Sarah Paulson portraying Bette and Dot, the conjoined twins, is beyond impressive — her performance is flawless, and the CGI work is top-tier.

This season also features one of my favorite episodes in the entire series: the Edward Mordrake special. What a haunting and beautiful episode. And the finale is so touching too — melancholic, poetic, and somehow peaceful.

I also have to highlight Elsa Mars, an iconic character played brilliantly by Jessica Lange. She’s layered, complex, ambitious, fragile, and unforgettable. One of her best roles in the series.

Honestly, I wouldn’t mind seeing a whole season just focused on Dandy and Twisty, or on the students vs. the freaks storyline. There’s so much there. But even with the pacing issues, Freak Show is a season worth watching, full of heart, talent, and unforgettable moments.

I love it. I LOVE it

This is it… for now.

The curtain closes (temporarily), but the madness continues soon

And that’s the end of Part I of my American Horror Story ranking.

Five seasons in, and we’ve gone through love, chaos, emotion, and a whole lot of drama — just like the show itself. I talked about what worked, what didn’t, and what still lives rent-free in my mind to this day.

If you made it this far: thank you for reading, for sticking with me, and for loving this messy, brilliant series as much as I do.

Part II is coming soon, with even more iconic seasons, unforgettable characters, and, of course, more opinions straight from the heart.

Stay tuned — the best (and possibly most controversial) is yet to come.

To be continued…

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Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers

Rating: E

Art by: @mxaether (view the amazing art here)

Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Cam Boy Steve Rogers, Trans Steve Rogers, Trans Character, Beefy Bucky Barnes, Professor Bucky Barnes, Professor/Student, College Student Steve Rogers, Mean Dom Bucky, Dildos, Sex Toys, Age Difference, Shrinkyclinks

Summary: "The hand wrapped around his dick stroked with every move of Steve’s hips. He saw the signs of Steve about to come but could tell on his face that none of the fantasies people have sent would send him over that edge. Bucky smirked as he hit send that his response would be the one to send Steve over that edge."

Written for @buckybarnesevents ShrinkyClinks Double Bang 2023

“Hi my little bunnies!” Bucky smiled at his computer screen as the live stream from his favorite cam boy started and the blond twink showed up on his laptop. Bucky couldn’t help but palm his dick through his sweats. Just seeing the twink’s face never failed to make Bucky’s dick stir.

“I hope you all have had a great day. I know I did.” The cam boy, who goes by Grant, giggled. “I was sent a gift from one of you lovely people and I decided that we could try it together.”

Grant leaned over the side of the bed and grabbed whatever gift he was sent. When it appeared on screen, Bucky couldn’t help the smirk that graced his face. The icy blue tentacle grinder was attached to a pillow with the provided straps. It was the top item on Grant’s wishlist and he’s talked about it so much on his socials that Bucky decided to buy it.

“Now, I know who it’s from and, before you all ask, no I will not be sharing their name. That’s for me to know and me only.” Grant laid back and slid his lacy, wine red panties down his legs revealing the other star of the show. “As you can see, I’ve been very excited to try this toy. I think I’ve soaked through three pairs of panties since I’ve received it.” Grant rubbed his fingers through the wetness that was leaking out of him. “Now I can’t wait anymore. Enjoy the show, my little bunnies.”

Bucky groaned as Grant slid two fingers in his pussy with little resistance. Bucky slides the waistband of his sweats under his balls and grip his dick tightly. He didn’t want to bust his load before he saw Grant get off. Grant pulled his fingers out and shifted so he was kneeling on the bed and grabbed the pillow with the tentacle grinder attached to it. He placed it between his legs and settled on the grinder. The cam boy rolled his hips experimentally and he let out a loud moan when his dick rubbed against the bumps of the grinder.

“Oh, god.” Grant moaned with his head thrown back. He gripped the pillow tightly, his pale knuckled turn as white as the pillow. He rolled his hips faster and with each brush of his dick against the grinder, his moans got louder and louder. Grant lifted his head up and looked directly into the camera. Bucky groaned and stroked his dick faster. The blissed out look on Grant’s face made him wish he was the cause of the cam boy’s pleasure. Although, in a way he was since he gifted Grant the toy.

“I’m gonna come.” Grant moaned as his hips moved faster. He looked like he was riding a dick and Bucky wished Grant was riding his dick. Grant’s moans became louder and his body hunched over as his hips stuttered with his climax. Bucky came not long after and his release coated his hand and some landed on his sweatpants. It’s a good thing Bucky didn’t have anything to do after this because there was no way he’d be able to focus after the show he just witnessed.

“Oh. My. God.” Grant took a deep breath as he collapsed on his side. His chest rose and fell with each panting breath. Bucky could tell that orgasm took a lot out of Grant and the dom side of Bucky wished he was there to provide the man the aftercare he deserved.

“That…was amazing.” Grant giggled as he rolled onto his stomach and kicked his feet in the air. The smile on his face proved that Bucky picked the right item to gift him with. “I’m going to get cleaned up now but I hope you came as hard as I did and enjoyed the show. I’ll see you all again, my bunnies!” Grant blew a kiss at the camera before he ended the stream. Bucky closed the web browser and shut his laptop. He cleaned himself up with a tissue since he wasn’t leaving his apartment today. After a show like that, Bucky would cancel all plans just so he could recover.

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“Welcome to Literature 101. I’m Professor Barnes but you can call me whatever as long as it’s respectful. The syllabus is being passed out and in it, you will see the books we will be reading. You do not need to get all of them right now, unless you want, but make sure you have them at least a week before the start date. Now, if you’d turn to page-”

The door to Bucky’s classroom slammed open as a blond hair student stumbled in. The student pushed his glasses up his nose and Bucky’s heart stopped when he made contact with the blue eyes that fill his every thought.

“I’m sorry, Professor. I got lost and-” Grant started.

“It’s fine, just find a seat please.” Bucky luck must have run out because the only available seat was front and center. Grant slid into the seat and Bucky placed a syllabus on his desk with a small smile. Grant looked up at Bucky through his long eyelashes and mumbled a thank you as he took the syllabus. “Now, turn to the second page…” Bucky continued going through the syllabus and then had the students take turns saying their name, their major, and what they hope to do when they graduate. When it got to Grant’s turn, Bucky was interested to see what he’d say.

“Hi, my name is Steve. Right now I’m undecided but, um, I like art so I’m thinking of maybe going into art therapy or something for kids that are in the hospital for treatment. So…yeah.” Grant’s, well Steve’s, shoulders came up to his ears as red colored his cheeks. For someone so confident on his Only Fans, Bucky was almost shocked to see how shy Steve is in person.

“Thank you, Steve. I’m sure if you want to do art therapy, you would help many kids.” Bucky gestured to the next student to go but saw Steve out of the corner of his eye blush more with a smile on his face. Almost as if Bucky’s praise hit something within Steve. Bucky smirked internally knowing he could use that to his advantage.

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“So one of my professors is so hot, you guys!” Steve, now that Bucky knows his name, says as he lazily works a dildo in and out of his pussy. “No, I’m not going to say what class, brock7894. Besides, it doesn’t matter anyway.”

DaddyDom41: i bet its anatomy. can show youre professor that pussy

sitonmahface: nah its pe

faeboy: is there even pe in college?

Bucky chuckles at the chat when they start talking about if colleges have P.E. as a class. Which, technically no, but Bucky won’t burst their bubble. He keeps switching his gaze between the dildo Steve has and the chat begging him to say what class. Seeing Steve so carefree on his streams, makes Bucky want to keep him forever but logistically he can’t let Steve know who he is since Bucky could possibly get fired for sexual misconduct.

“Alright, you guys. Enough guessing about my classes. What should I do for this stream? I’m already soaking as you can see.” Steve pulled out the dildo which was shiny with his juices. “I didn’t have a plan since I’ve been busy with classes.”

user23468234: you should ride that grinder again. you came so hard.

Steve grinned like a cat who caught the canary. “Oh, that’s a great idea. And I did come hard. Probably the hardest I ever came.” Steve pulled the dildo all the way out and gave it a lick before setting it aside. Steve leaned over out of the camera’s view and then quickly came back into frame with a wolfish grin on his face. “What if we made this even more interesting? I’ll hold off as long as possible and you all try to make me come by telling me what fantasies you have.”

Bucky shifted in his chair when Steve said that. The fantasies he has almost always involve Steve. Bucky bending Steve over his lap and spanking that pale ass until it turns a beautiful shade of red. Pushing Steve on his knees and forcing him to take Bucky’s dick deep in his throat. Throwing Steve on to his bed and eating out his cunt and sucking on his dick until the blond is quivering and begging Bucky to fuck him. There’s no way he could type out his fantasies and send them in the chat without making himself look like a creep. Although, compared to others in the chat, based on what “fantasies” they’ve already sent, Bucky’s probably tame.

“Oh my goodness!” Steve giggled. “I haven’t even gotten the grinder set up and you all are already sending in stuff.”

daddysbitchboi: i’d like to tie nyou up and watch as you get fucked by every dildo i have

SameulWilliamBenjaminJames3: I would ask you what you wanted to do. I’d be at your mercy for you to use my body however you pleased.

Bucky rolled his eyes at that comment. Has this guy never seen one of Steve’s videos? The twink is exclusively a pillow princess who wants to be used.

Bucky groaned as he saw Steve pull the icy blue tentacle grinder into view and attached it to a round pillow Steve always kept on his bed. When Stev straddled the pillow, Bucky’s hand shot straight into his pants. He tightened his grip at the base of his cock to stave off his climax. He needed to see Steve reach the end before he did.

“Alright, fuck,” Steve took his bottom lip between his teeth as his hips moved over the bumpy grinder. “I forgot how good this feels. Hng.” Steve threw his head back as his hips moved faster. He then slowed down with a blissed out look at the camera. “C’mon. Send me those fantasies. The one who’s fantasy makes me come might get a special treat.”

Bucky knew then he’d resign from his teaching position. He’d risk it all for Steve. With one hand, Bucky typed his response but waited to send it. With all the videos he’s seen of Steve’s, Bucky knows when the blond is about to come. The way a red flush makes its way across Steve’s cheeks and down his chest. The tendon in his neck bulges out as Steve clenches his jaw to stave off his climax.

brock7894: i’d tie you up and attach you to my fucking machine. youd take the biggest fake dick that could fit in that pussy

Bucky growled at that brock7894 ass. Trying to steal his boy. Not…that…Steve was his actually. The hand wrapped around his dick stroked with every move of Steve’s hips. He saw the signs of Steve about to come but could tell on his face that none of the fantasies people have sent would send him over that edge. Bucky smirked as he hit send that his response would be the one to send Steve over that edge.

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“Remember that your final essays are due next Thursday. They count for half of your grade to please make sure to work on them with ample time.” Bucky dismissed his students and sat behind his desk and started closing the powerpoint on his computer. When the last student, or who he thought was the last student, left the door was slammed shut and Bucky heard the faint click of the lock. He turned his head and smirked when he saw Steve stalk over with a glare across his pretty face. “Mister Rogers. What can I do for you?”

Steve slammed a piece of paper on the desk and pointed at Bucky with an accusatory finger, “You knew who I was the moment I stepped into your class.”

Bucky looked down at the paper and smirked when he saw it was his chat response.

jbb32557038: if you were my boy i’d take you over my knee and spank that ass red. you’d be on your knees so quick that you wouldn’t know up from down. i’d force your jaw open, shove my dick down your throat and make you choke until you start begging for my cum. or maybe you’d be bent over my desk while i teach. every time a student fails there your sweet ass would be ready to take my frustrations

Bucky looked up at Steve with a shiteating grin, “Hey, you came harder than you ever did before.”

Steve’s glare deepend. “Isn’t there something in the rules about engaging with one of your students sexually? I’ll go to the dean.”

Bucky stood up from his chair and towered over Steve. The way the shorter man took a step back made Bucky grin more menacing, “And tell them what, sweetheart? That you’re a cam boy? That one of your professors watches your videos and did before you were his student?” Bucky stepped closer to Steve which caused the shorter man to back up. When Steve’s back hit the door, Bucky knew he had him in his grasps. “Or would you tell them that you came so hard from your professor’s fantasies? That your little dick twitched as your pussy exploded. That you soaked the pillow you had your grinder on. The same grinder your professor bought you. I was watching your videos before you were my student. Should I have stopped when you walked in that first day? Probably, but with the way you’re reacting I made the right choice of not stopping.”

Bucky gripped Steve’s throat and the blond’s eyes rolled back. The professor leaned in close so Steve could feel his breath on his lips. He gently squeezed the sides of Steve’s neck to get his attention. Crystal blue eyes met Bucky’s own storm cloud gray. “Now, if you’re done being a brat I’d very much like to kiss you and fulfill all my fantasies and yours. What do you say?”

#shrinkyclinksdoublebang2023 #hannahshattuck writings #bucky barnes #steve rogers #stucky #stevebucky #steve rogers x bucky barnes #shrinkyclinks

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thebawdybaldurian · 6 months ago

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Kinktober Day 20: Double Penetration

Nearly finished a new Modern AU scene with the Tav, Halsin, Astarion trio, but stalled on finishing the ending because I skipped my ADHD meds today, so here’s a regular old pairing of the trio post BG3 that will be published into a new story eventually.

Content and Warnings: oral sex, PIV sex, double penetration, fingering.

Pairings: Femme Tav x Halsin x Astarion

The kids fell asleep quickly due to the day’s excitement and Tav left the kitten in the upstairs bedroom as she and her husbands prepared to slip over to the cottage for some intimate time. Astarion grabbed a bottle of wine and they slowly undressed one another once they moved over to the cottage bedroom. They made out and caressed one another before climbing into bed together. “So have you both decided which hole you want?” Tav purred, sharing her mouth between their stiff cocks. “Do you want to stick with this one?”

“The honey pot?” Halsin looked at Astarion with a grin.

“That was my choice as well,” Astarion grinned back.

“I thought so,” Tav purred, snaking her tongue back and forth between their tips. “I think it has sprung a leak just thinking about it.”

“We’ve never…mmmmm…done that before,” Astarion moaned, receiving the full extent of her mouth for a moment. “Just…ahhhh…adjacent holes…”

“It will be a fun experiment to be sure,” she grinned, pausing to take a long sip of wine before moving her lips to Halsin’s cock.

“We better…uhhnnn…make sure that you’re well prepared then,” Halsin sat up when she returned her mouth to Astarion. He climbed behind her, growling loudly at the slick pink slit between her legs. “Mmmm, you are dripping,” he mewed, immediately setting to work with his tongue.

Halsin rarely went a day without tasting her honey, but never slouched on his technique. He knew exactly how much pressure she liked, when to ease off, and how to instantly push her over the edge. She stroked and sucked Astarion as best she could, pausing when Halsin’s mouth became too much and she could barely think. Astarion didn’t mind much, receiving enough pleasure from watching her face contort and her limbs tremble. “Mmmmm…fuck…oh gods!” Tav whimpered, resting her head against Astarion’s thigh after Halsin had made her come.

“Do you think she’s ready yet?” Astarion asked, stroking his fingers through her hair as she caught her breath.

“Nearly,” Halsin reappeared from behind her thighs, his beard glistening. “She’s warm…flowing…she just needs to be stretched properly.”

He let out a long moan, easing his throbbing cock inside her for the next step of their planned double penetration. “Don’t…unfff…I get a say in things?” She grunted, feeling his cock circling along her entire canal.

“Not when you constantly push yourself too hard,” Astarion cooed. “Let us take care of you for a change, hm? We want it to feel good for you too.”

“Mmmhmmmm,” she moaned, Halsin fucking her deep and slow. He worked her hips at every angle, making sure she was nice and pliable.

“Please,” she finally begged, her cunt aching from Halsin’s slow, probing strokes and Astarion’s cock twitching with need in her loose grasp.

“Your honey is certainly flowing, but I think a little more lubrication wouldn’t hurt,” Halsin finally pulled out of her, shuffling over to grab some oil from the nightstand.

“Oh…look at you,” Astarion grinned as Tav crawled up to his waist, a bead of arousal dangling from her slick lips. “You must be throbbing.”

“I am,” she whimpered, mounting him at once and bouncing furiously along his shaft, desperate to come again. “I just need it faster…”

“Not too much, honey bee,” Astarion grabbed her hips to slow her down. “Or you’ll make me come too soon…and we wouldn’t want that.”

“No,” she whined, arching her back as he reached down to rub her clit. “But I want you both so much…I really need to come again.”

“We know, little dove,” Halsin cooed, pouring a generous amount of oil into his hand as Astarion rubbed her to another quick clitoral climax. Halsin slicked the oil down his shaft and then reached between her legs. He rode his hand up Astarion’s cock as Astarion guided her hips slowly, teasing just his tip in her as Halsin stroked and oiled his shaft. Halsin slipped a few fingers inside her as Astarion moved her hips back down, making her moan loudly. “How is that?” Halsin asked as his fingers shared her warmth with Astarion’s cock. “Is that alright?”

“Gods yes!” Astarion and Tav said almost in unison, Halsin’s thick fingers already adding to the throbbing pressure of her canal.

They all giggled at the outburst, settling into a steady, wet rhythm. “Fuck…oh gods…yes!” Tav cried, writhing her hips along shaft and fingers. She gripped Astarion’s hand tightly, hanging on the precipice of a final eruption. “I’m ready for your cock!” She looked back at Halsin. “I need it!”

He nodded with a smile and they slowed again, allowing him to move into an appropriate position between Astarion’s legs. Tav leaned forward a little more, giving him a better angle to slip in from behind. “Tell me if it’s too much,” Halsin asked, keeping her spread with his fingers.

“Yeah,” she nodded, biting deeply into her lip.

Halsin squeezed himself in slowly, sharing a long, quiet groan with Astarion as their cocks slid together in a tight embrace. “Oh…” Tav squeaked, her eyes rolling back in her head and her legs starting to tremble.

“Fuck!” Astarion grunted, still holding tightly to her hand. “You’re so full, little honey bee. So tight.”

“Mmmmhmmm…I’m gonna come so hard,” she whimpered as they began slowly thrusting together. “I can’t hold it.”

“I won’t last long either,” Halsin moaned, his throbbing cock sliding against Astarion’s.

They found a slow, but steady rhythm again, the room filling with heavy breaths and moans. It was a brief, but pleasurable moment, ending prematurely due to the intensity. Tav erupted first, letting out a cry that could be heard from outside. Halsin and Astarion joined her in succession, thankful that they’d moved their coupling to the cottage. Their shared cum load seeped out with no where else to go besides her womb. “Don’t either of you dare pull out yet!” Tav panted, collapsed tightly against Astarion’s chest. She was still pulsing from climax, the contractions squeezing every drop of cum from their balls.

“I’ll stay here forever, if you like,” Halsin whispered with heavy huffs, leaning over to nuzzle behind her ear. It was the perfect sensation of their shared love, snuggled tightly inside her along with Astarion.

“I could fall asleep like this,” Astarion grinned, threading his fingers through both of their hair. “I can’t believe we hadn’t tried this yet!”

“I’m so full of cum,” Tav giggled. “I can almost taste it.”

“We fit so well together…even like this,” Halsin kissed them both, slowly rolling to the side once her climax had finally concluded.

She lay slack against Astarion’s torso, feeling all her muscles relaxing as he slipped out of her as well. “That can’t be a nightly thing…but that is definitely going into our regular routine,” she let out a happy sigh.

“Definitely,” Astarion rolled her slightly on their sides, nestling her between Halsin and himself.

#astarion #halsin silverbough #halsin x tav #astarion x tav #astarion ancunin #halsin

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princesscolumbia · 1 year ago

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WIP Game

If you're like me and you have a million WIPs and are anxious about updating them, play this game!

List the titles your top five priorities for WIP updates (link your fics for new readers!)

An upcoming scene, event, or detail in each fic that you're looking forward to writing

Bonus: make a poll for your followers to vote on which top 5 WIP they are most excited to see an update on!

Then tag 10 writer friends!

Top Five WIPs to update next

Fission - R.5/Sailor Moon Fukufic - Ranma and Usagi 'collide' mid-transformation for both of them, causing...a whole lot of nothing. At first.

Deviation - MLP:FiM/EQG Omegaverse - Sunset Shimmer's banishment didn't go like she planned. She's outed as 'alien' immediately thanks to her...unique presentation as an Alpha female.

Double Isekai - Ranma 1/2 Isekai - One person from two variant timelines dies in both timelines, one variant isekai's into Ranma Saotome, the other isekai's into Nodoka Saotome. Which might not be so bad but it's 1985 and the Internet won't be available to the public for 10 or so years.

Lost Little Wolf: The Minor Key - MLP:FiM Isekai/Displacement - Years before the 1,000th Summer Sun Celebration, Chrysalis hatches a queen...carrying the soul of a dead woman from our Earth...me.

⚠ And at This Point I'm Afraid to Ask ⚠ - Ranma 1/2 Smutfic 🔞 - Ranma realizes that the NWC is about to all go into college but there's one question that has never been answered for the aquatransexual...what is a 'pervert,' anyway?

Upcoming scenes I'm hype for (some spoilers ahead)

Fission

Honestly, this work is packed with MASSIVE moments all throughout that I just cannot wait for everyone to read, but one big one that's been living rent free in my head for nearly 20 years as I've had unplanned hiatus after unplanned hiatus; After Ranma's Inner Senshi receive all their transformation items via mysterious means, Ranma receives a package (along with Shampoo and Ryoga) with a 'key' in it along with a note telling him/her to trust his/her heart and she'll know who the missing Outer is for her team. When Ranma (as Sailor NeoMoon) discovers that Ryoga is NeoUranus, she's suddenly not sure at all who the new Senshi is supposed to be if guys (besides herself, being...heh...genderfluid) can be senshi, too...until she sees Haruka and Michiru exchanging a private moment and realizes exactly who it belongs to, and it might just save Ryoga's life.

Deviation

Sunset is the first Freshman elected captain of The Friendship Games in Canterlot High's history, and in this universe the final round is settled by the highest ranking Alpha for both teams facing off in the combat ring. Sunset has barely been a human for six months, but she now must defeat the star student of Crystal Prep, the genius athelete and top Alpha student of the school, Shining Armor.

Double Isekai

When Happosai summons an oni to punish Ranma, the NWC are unprepared when the demon possesses Nodoka, who's already been dealing with temper issues. Now her anger has been turned up to eleven and is being fueled by a demon, and Ranma cannot bring herself to harm her mother.

Lost Little Wolf: The Minor Key

There's, like, only five chapters left of this thing, so the next big event I can't wait for is the resolution after the climax. As much as I'm okay with spoilers...this one is just too close to the end to spoil too much! 😜

And at This Point I'm Afraid to Ask

This one is a good 13-15 chapters into the future and there's LOTS of good stuff in the second raunchiest thing I've ever written, and readers of this work will understand by this point in the narrative that it's one chapter of plot, one chapter of smut, repeat. The following happens during a non-smut chapter and makes me giggle every time I think of the planned scene:

Ranma's polycule has moved out, mostly to get away from Ranma and Akane's parents so Ranma can live her best life as a transwoman...with LOTS and lots of private, free time for sex. Ranma's also discovered that she's a submissive bottom, and when her three butch lesbian girlfriends/lovers discover this they start doing some private role-play, including dressing in business suits and having Ranma wear a sexy maid's uniform while doing chores and 'chores.' One day, Ranma's mother comes over unannounced and, not realizing who's at the door, Ranma opens it while in full maid costume.

@jaquik, @patternwelded-quill, @beedok, @burgerbecky, @mistyfdfa, @iron-kolo, @thestargayzingetherian

(I am 100% sure there's more authors on my following/follower list, I just can't remember who's PFP/Username is connected to the AO3 accounts I follow obsessively. Please sound off in a reblog or @ me in the comments if you're an author and I missed you on this!)

#ranma #ranma saotome #ranma x akane #ranma ½ #ranma 1/2 #sailor moon #sunset shimmer #fanfiction #fanfic #my little pony #mlp #mlp: equestria girls #mlp:fim #mlp: friendship is magic

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simplylove101 · 4 months ago

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2024 Horror Challenge: [93/?]

↳“Fuck it. Let's break stuff.” Y2K (2024) dir. Kyle Mooney

Plot: Two high school nobodies make the decision to crash the last major celebration before the new millennium on New Year's Eve 1999. The night becomes even crazier than they could have ever dreamed when the clock strikes midnight.

Starring: Jaedan Martell, Rachel Zegler, Julian Dennison, Daniel Zolghadri, Lachlan Watson, Eduardo Franco, Kyle Mooney, Mason Gooding, The Kid Laroi, Miles Robbins, Fred Durst, and Alicia Silverstone

So, this one is gonna turn out to be the last watch I can include under the challenge this year I guess (I'm excited to watch Noseratu but I don't see me going to the theater for it tbh) And well, at least it was better than F Marry Kill?? lol And more properly horror adjacent as well, despite it not remotely taking itself seriously at all in a way that one could find anything scary in it, but hey, that's the point here. Now, I love a good horror comedy, so I was down to give it a chance. Also, you've got one of the biggest names in production companies (A24) right now releasing it, so I was bound to get curious. The thing I've found that I really like about A24 is that it seems to generally let the creators of said movies to just go for it because they believe in their vision, which is admirable. A lot of successful movies have come out of that. But even they have their flops (ex: this year's The Front Room) For me, this one wasn't so much a flop (tho it definitely tanked at the box office unfortunately) as it was just not one of their true gems. I think it kinda starts with me knowing I don't always vibe with Kyle Mooney's humor from what I've been exposed to. He's a little corny for me. lol But even with a weak script, I enjoyed the cast and thought they really gelled in a way where they made it work enough to be entertaining. It's kinda crazy how many people in this cast I recognized. Naturally, people will most likely know of the leads Jaedan Mitchell (the It movies/Knives Out, etc.) & Rachel Zegler (the Hunger Games prequel/West Side Story) and they were both good. Their romantic storyline was cute enough. Trying to picture Jenna Ortega in the role since it was originally hers but she had filming conflicts, and while I do think she would have been just fine since she's a super game horror girlie, it all worked out imo cuz Rachel suited it well too. But yeah, I found the side characters to be rather fun, even if the writing was very stoner humor (Not necessarily an insult btw since I love Idle Hands & Judd Apatow movies & the like but it could have been better), especially since so many of them were familiar faces. Ngl seeing Kid Laroi was in the cast made me do a double take cuz I was like, what is he doing in here?? XD But he did good too, I'd say. Certain kills did annoy me only because spoiler alert: I get why they had to have his bestie die story-wise, but I was hoping we were getting a buddy horror comedy (aka something Simon Pegg/Nick Frost-esque) and losing him so early felt weird to me. Definitely was odd to see Fred Durst in this. His inclusion felt a little try-hard for me to be quite honest but some of the jokes worked I guess. lol The actual climax was kinda lame tbh but then that goes back to the script and its flaws. Overall, I still found it fun enough to watch though. As I said, I liked the cast and the music choices, and the wacky humor occasionally appealed to me, so I wouldn't consider it a total loss. But yeah, it could have been better.

#y2k #horrorchallenge2024

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zoeykallus · 3 years ago

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Hey, love your stories ❤️

I have an idea which is often disregarded. Reader not being able to cum during sex. Maybe due to something on their mind or a stressful mission...

If thats not up your alley than I absolutely get it!! ^^

I just think the boys would be super understanding about it.

Well I see this is a challenge, one I'd like to give a shot, cause after all, it's realistic and could happen to any couple. Thanks for the inspiration! I hope my guess is to your liking. A little warning, most of them might be understanding, but still not taking it too well.

The Bad Batch x Fem!Reader – Spicy HC's 7

Warings: Suggestive / Sexual Content / Slightly Hurty / Fluff / 18 +

No Climax

Hunter

You are fully involved and Hunter is as always very passionate and generous about it, but he soon feels that your excitement does not build up further, on the contrary you slow down. This has a direct effect on him thanks to his senses. He pauses and looks at you emphatically.

"Cyare, are you all right? I can feel that you, somehow, are not really in the mood. Your arousal is waning. Is something wrong?"

You don't know how to explain to him that today was just too much and you don't have any energy or nerves left and the mood just isn't right. Usually Hunter always gets you going, but today you absolutely don't feel like it.

"I... I don't think I can do this today."

He frowns worriedly and gently leaves your body.

"Did I do or say something wrong?" he wants to know.

You assure him it has nothing to do with him. Hunter is indulgent and considerate, he doesn't hold it against you, but no matter what you say, he won't be able to shake the feeling that it's because of him until the next time you've spent a successful night of love.

Echo

He's panicking, asking you what's wrong, what he did wrong, if he should do something different. He caresses you and hugs you as if he has to apologize to you. You need to be patient with him, be gentle and try not to seem annoyed, that will only make him more insecure. He is such a lover and giver that he has difficulty understanding what is going wrong.

Of course he listens to you and understands what you are saying to him, he is considerate, will not push you at all and will be loving, as always. But no matter what you do or say, he will be so insecure that he will be downright grieving. He can absolutely understand what is going on inside you, especially since you explained it to him, but he still feels like a failure, he can't help it.

You can count on him to double and triple his efforts at your next sexual encounter and to pamper you as you have never experienced before. Every wish will be fulfilled, there are no taboos. You just want to hump his thigh? No problem, Echo will flex his muscles just to make you enjoy it even more, he will praise and adore you while you ride his thigh until you get off on it. No matter what you want him to do, he does it. And you will see in his face such a relief when you cum that you will probably be confused at first.

Wrecker

He is very empathic, he quickly senses that something is wrong, and addresses you on it. Wrecker is very sensitive and understanding, you can be very frank with him. His self-confidence is healthy enough not to feel bad if things don't work out, he knows it can't always go perfectly no matter how much you want it to.

He may offer to pamper you, give it another try, and offer to just sit back and let you indulge, but if you don't feel like it, that's okay too.

"Next time it will work again," he says lightly, pulling you into his arms. He's not really worried.

He'll probably lie there half the night with a hard-on, but you could be a good sport and relieve him, he won't ask you for it and won't resent it if you don't feel like it, but if you do it of your own accord, he's very grateful and count on it, he doesn't forget that and is only too happy to spoil you when you're intimate with each other again.

Tech

Our ingenious boy of course already notices during foreplay that something is wrong, because that is always very extensive with Tech and one of his favorite things when it comes to your intimacies. Part of his kink is to pleasure you and give you orgasms and when that suddenly doesn't work he is of course confused at first, especially since he knows all the tricks and you are usually a squirming, moaning mess when he takes care of you. But he knows that something like this can happen, of course he has read about it before.

Tech likes to listen to you, you can talk to him openly, he will like to talk to you about that too. After all, he can also learn something here. Similar to Wrecker, he will offer you to keep trying, maybe pull some new tricks out of his sleeve. It's up to you if you want to let him try. He won't take offense if you say no, don't worry. He may not have the greatest self-confidence, but he knows what he can do and he knows that you love him, he won't worry so quickly, but you can be sure that whenever you let him, he will take good care of you.

Crosshair

Damn. As soon as he notices something is wrong, he's pissed. He's not mad at you, but with Crosshair it's sometimes hard to tell. He retreats without comment and angrily. He feels nonsensically humiliated. It's not your fault at all, and he knows it, but he needs a moment to cool down before he faces you again.

It may take a while for him to calm down and probably his behavior will unsettle you, but when he comes back he is unusually tender. He takes you in his arms and pulls you to him without a word.

Sometime after a while you hear him grumble, "It's okay, next time it will work out again, can't always go perfectly."

He kisses your head and tucks you in.

If you ask him shyly, "Can I do something good for you anyway?" he will shake his head and say, "No, one-sided doesn't make sense. Get some rest, it's not that important".

He is very physical and has a very high sex drive, but sex is only fun for him if he can also satisfy you, for him it is almost something like a question of honor.

Is that what you had in mind?

@rintheemolion

@andyoufollowyourheart @clone-whore-99

@brynhildrmimi @kaliel2310

@misogirl828 @tech-deck

@meshla-madalene

@chxpsi

@thebahdbitch

@nahoney22 @ladykatakuri

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opalesense · 4 years ago

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Dick headcanons for Kaeya, Diluc, Childe, and Zhongli? 👀

dick headcanons

kaeya, diluc, childe, zhongli & gn!reader (NSFW)

1.1k words • ~9 min. read

warnings: cockwarming, blood mention, size difference, liyue arc spoilers

notes: SUPER delayed response (i’m so sorry) because i genuinely took a couple days to think about some fictional characters’ dicks??? i think it’s time to touch some grass?? ANYWAY i hope i did this request justice, i’ve never thought about this stuff in detail before :0

kaeya

i’ve always imagined that kaeya really has some LENGTH. he’s slightly above average so it’s not monstrously large, but he can definitely hit your sweet spots with ease or no effort at all.

it’s to the point where he can easily make bulges in your throat or your stomach. he absolutely loves watching his entire length disappear inside you and will either tease you about how he fits inside so well or how he’s so big that he can’t fit in you. just depends, of course.

cockwarming!!!! especially if you take his entire length in so well, expect him to ask if he can bury himself in you when the opportunity presents itself.

not super related to the topic but he’s the type to “fake bang” you if you’re bent over just to tease you. also the type to discretely grind his bulge against you when he’s in the mood, whether you’re hugging, cooking a meal, or even in the middle of a conversation with someone. he will not hesitate to let you know he wants you by letting you feel how hard you make him.

i don’t think many people talk about this but i imagine he’s uncircumcised... it’s going to sound so stupid but the “always hiding something” characterization... i’ll stop talking, you probably get it now HAHA

very well groomed down there! he truly does care about appearances and cleanliness after all. you never have to worry about poor hygiene with him in general. even though he loves doing dirty things with you there’s no doubt that he will always keep his dick as clean as possible. (shouldn’t everyone, though?)

he loves feeling tightness around his cock. whether it’s your hand pumping him or his form fitting pants restricting his bulge, firm pressure against that area can make his heart race. sometimes he can just be so needy for his cock to get attention.

diluc

despite being around average size he really has some girth on him! his cock is deliciously thick, that’s for sure.

twitchy! you can learn what he loves by the way his cock or his hips will twitch in excitement, almost as if it has a mind of its own. sometimes he can get so lost in the feeling and become speechless that those twitches would be your only indicator to keep doing what you’re doing.

his tip is so sensitive... if you lick that specific spot underneath his head or use your fingers to squeeze his tip, he will absolutely lose his mind. he also likes to shallow fuck you sometimes, loving the feeling of penetrating you over and over again.

that being said, expect him to usually take things slow and steady at first. he loves seeing the way his cock stretches you out, and especially loves seeing your hole gaping open to match his thickness. the feeling of pushing your walls apart because of how thick he is is always enough to make him weak at the knees.

he loves when you inflate his ego a little by using two hands to jerk him off rather than one. he especially loves when you use one hand to massage his balls, another sensitive spot of his. seeing you so eager and dedicated to please him will always send his heart pounding.

i like to imagine he has big, thick loads too to match his fat cock... he would definitely love dumping his cum inside you then letting it spill out so he can fuck it back inside again, penetrating you until your entrance is sore and covered in his load.

childe

this man is packing. he’s huge. nothing anyone can say will change my mind. out of this entire boy band group, this man packs the most. even his in game model has been proven to have such a fat cock that his bulge can literally be seen from behind???

it can tear you apart! hell, maybe it could make you bleed if he’s a touch too rough with you. but we all know that’s secretly what he would love to see... his bloodthirst might extend to intercourse too.

despite this, of course he would make sure your comfortable with his size first and would adjust accordingly in normal circumstances. he’s aware of how big he is and doesn’t want to make you feel genuine pain. maybe in other circumstances where he needs to take out his frustrations, he might not be so considerate...

if you gently touch or lick the veins that travel on the underside of his cock he goes a little feral! his veins are his weakness, just imagine the shaky moans he lets out as you tease him by tracing your finger along those veins... god help me

i believe in size kink foul legacy childe supremacy... his cock is already above average in size when he’s his normal self, but when he transforms you often tremble in borderline fear wondering how he could fit inside you. it’s mind boggling how the size difference is humanly possible.

(un?)fortunately, he can’t keep this form up for very long but rest assured he loves seeing the look on your face when he fucks you silly on such a fat cock, even if it’s just for mere moments.

that being said, expect childe to be super cocky about his size. his ego swells whenever you swoon over how big he is and he’s definitely the type of person to use this to his advantage by teasing and pushing your buttons.

zhongli

several sources have stated that rex lapis was able to change and alter his form freely... surely if zhongli could still do this even with his gnosis taken away, he would change his size to your preference if needed.

if you wanted his cock to rip you open, just say the word and he will do so accordingly. but if you’re feeling a little more mellow and wanted things to be gentle, he would gladly alter himself to be average size, or even smaller if you wanted.

but when i say he can alter his form, you best be sure that he can make it so he has two cocks at once. yes i believe in double cock zhongli supremacy... do with that information what you will.

since zhongli isn’t exactly human, his cock doesn’t exactly match that of a human’s either. in his most natural form without any changes being made, his cock is tougher and firmer than a normal human’s muscle. it doesn’t squish easy to the touch, but it’s not completely rock solid as you’d expect, which is quite ironic coming from a geo god.

you notice his veins on his cock, just like the rest of his body, are golden. they only actually show up when he’s reaching his climax where they’ll glow brighter if he’s getting closer to his orgasm. finally, with each pump of cum he lets out, these veins start pulsing with light until they eventually dim when he’s calming down from his high.

weird, huh?

#kaeya #diluc #childe #zhongli #kaeya x reader #diluc x reader #childe x reader #tartaglia #ajax #tartaglia x reader #ajax x reader #zhongli x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact smut #genshin impact hcs #mine #bang #genshin impact x reader #requested

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coffeecatsandcandles · 4 years ago

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𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡, 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐

part 1

➵ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 | You begin to think your arrangement with Steve and Bucky is too much.

➵ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 | steve rogers x reader x bucky barnes

➵ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 2.5k

➵ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 | SMUT (18+ MINORS DNI), mmf threesome, overstimulation in beginning, brief spanking and fingering, fighting/breakup, cheating?, dp (double penetration), Bucky is a little cocky shit

დ 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | დ 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | დ 𝐤𝐨-𝐟𝐢

Your arrangement with Steve and Bucky had been going on for about four months now. It was never anything more than what it was before. If Steve was in the mood, he’d come over to you and Bucky’s shared apartment and they would both have their way with you. Steve wasn’t allowed to look at you during, according to Bucky. There weren’t many rules for this arrangement, but the ones that existed were made by Bucky.

At first it was exciting. You’d never been with two men at once- and they were both so good. You felt a sense of pride knowing you were the first and only person Steve had ever had sex with. He was such a sweet lover because of that. He was gentle most times, only being rough when his nerves got the best of him. He’d always fuck you from behind, seeing only your ass and your back, while Bucky got to see everything else. Most times he’d join in, other times he’d just watch.

Not to say that Bucky wasn’t a sweet lover as well- he’d just changed dramatically since the arrangement started. He wasn’t yourBucky anymore. He was rougher in bed, but that was always his style. The two of you fought more often now, and it was almost always after you, him, and Steve all had sex. His jealousy always got the best of him, as much as he tried to play it off like it didn’t.

You could tell this arrangement was straining their relationship as well. Steve and Bucky used to be best friends. They’d hardly ever had a disagreement. And you felt like you were responsible for the strain. This entire thing- though fun at first- revolved around you, and now that you had your doubts, so did Steve and Bucky.

The most recent qualm had to be the most tiring. Bucky had been particularly irritated with something you’d done earlier in the day, choosing now to punish you by overstimulating you. He’d easily made you cum twice, then urged Steve to do it for the third and fourth times. Steve was unsure how, so Bucky assisted him in climaxes three and four, and when Steve got the hang of it, he’d brought out five and six. Now they were attempting number seven together, Steve’s fingers deep inside your drenched core as your face was buried in a pillow. You were worn out, exhausted. You weren’t sure if you could physically handle another one- and your suspicions were proved right when you found yourself near passing out when the seventh one hit, soaking Steve’s hand with your juices. But you said nothing; surely, that’d be the last one.

“Come on angel, I know you can handle another.” Bucky said, rubbing your bare ass with his hand and giving it a harsh smack.

“I-“ you started, trying to find the energy to speak. You were dizzy, unable to form a coherent thought let alone sentence. Steve brought his hand back to your clit, which was now sore and without a doubt swollen from all the rubbing. You jerked yourself away with a newfound energy. “No. Stop. I’m done.”

“What the hell, Steve?” Bucky suddenly spoke, his voice laced with anger.

“What do you mean? I didn’t do anything, you’re the one who wanted to go another round!” Steve poked an accusing finger at Bucky’s chest, to which Bucky smacked it away. The two began shoving each other, growing more and more frustrated with each other before you stopped them.

“Stop it! Both of you! You’re acting like children!” you sighed, grabbing a blanket to cover your body. “Get dressed. Steve, go. Bucky, find somewhere else to sleep tonight.”

“Doll-“

“No, don’t ‘doll’ me, I’m done. With both of you.”

You’d threatened to break up with him before. You’d threatened to end things between all three of you, because all of you knew that you were the one calling the shots. If you weren’t comfortable, nobody was.

Steve listened to your orders, getting dressed, grabbing his things and leaving almost immediately muttering “Sorry,” the entire time. But Bucky persisted.

“Bucky, I said go somewhere else.”

“What’s this all about, baby?”

“You act like you have full control over everything I say and everything I do,” you said, the rage clear on your face, “Sex with you used to be enjoyable but now it’s just- you only care about yourself.”

“That’s not true!”

“Yes it is! And you’re jealous of Steve. You’re the one who set this entire thing up, and now you regret it. How do you think Steve feels about this entire thing? Don’t you think he feels a little used?” You were beyond frustrated with him, yelling at him once more to get out of the apartment and never come back.

The next morning, you thought over what you’d said. Maybe you were a little harsh. Maybe neither of them deserved that. Especially Steve.

Steve. You always had a little soft spot for him. He was so sweet and understanding about the entire situation- he dropped flowers off at your front door with a note apologizing to you, hoping you’d forgive him, though he didn’t expect you to. You called him to thank him for the flowers, letting him know you weren’t serious about breaking things off, you were just upset.

You sat for a while after calling Steve, admiring your flowers. It didn’t even occur to you to call Bucky and tell him the same thing- you were still upset with him.

Bringing out your phone once again, you went to your messages to send a picture of the flowers to him.

They’re beautiful.

You contemplated your next message, then began typing again.

Can we please keep this between us? I’m still not ready to talk to Bucky yet.

You hit send. Not even ten seconds later, Steve responded.

Of course. Our little secret.

Your stomach began doing somersaults, and you began typing and hitting send on your next message before you could even think about it.

Come over.

Not too long after, Steve showed up at your apartment, examining you right away. “Are you okay? Did you get hurt?”

You laughed lightly. “No, Steve. I’m fine. I just wanted to see you.”

Steve’s brows knitted together. “Is Bucky here?”

You shook your head, running your hand up and down his arm, relishing in the feeling of his muscles. Before Steve got the chance to say anything else, you leaned in and kissed him. “Maybe I made a mistake,” you whispered against his lips, Steve’s hands grabbing onto your face, “I went for the Sergeant when I should’ve gone for the Captain.”

Steve felt his pants get tighter at the sound of you calling him that- to you admitting your feelings. He felt your hands roaming his entire body, and he paused before he let things go any further. “Do you really want to do this? Are you still sore from yesterday?”

“I can handle it, Steve. I know you’re gentle.”

That was his cue to lift you up, letting you wrap your legs around him as he carried you to the bedroom. With the most careful of touches, he lifted your shirt above your head, exposing your breasts. He’d seen them exposed before, but never a good, long look like this. He brought one of your nipples into his mouth, earning a light, gentle sigh from you. He then shimmied off your shorts for you, leaving you in nothing but your underwear.

You moved your hand to his belt, undoing it and bringing it to his boxers, teasing him by playing with the hem. You stroked his cock for a moment before putting your hands where Steve wanted them to be- wrapped around his shoulders.

Steve liked being on top of you, watching you squirm beneath him while looking to him for pleasure. He liked that in this moment, you were depending on him to feel good. He’d learned a lot from you about pleasuring a woman, and now was the time where he wanted to show you how good he’d gotten at it.

Hovering over you now, Steve moved your panties to the side and slowly eased into you, absolutely loving how blissed-out your face got when he entered you.

Steve was an excellent learner, you knew that now. He seemed to be hitting every single spot in you before even getting his fingers on your clit. Just the feeling of him alone was enough to drive you to that special place.

“Oh, Steve..” you moaned, eyes nearly going to the back of your head when his hands finally got to your clit, playing with it gently to get you started.

“God, this looks so much better,” he half moaned, half laughed, “I get to see that pretty fuckin’ face.” His Brooklyn accent seemed to jump out at you, only making you grow more obsessed with the way he was making you feel.

It was all so much at once- the feeling of Steve’s utter girth inside of you, his gentle touches, the way he wasn’t afraid to also let out a moan here and there. You hadn’t even heard the bedroom door open, and your heart nearly exploded in fright at the sight of Bucky standing at your door, shocked seeing you and Steve fucking on your bed.

“Oh my god!” you said, covering yourself with the thin blanket as if Bucky had never seen you naked before. You’d forgotten you’d given him a key not too long after things were getting serious between you, in case he really, really needed you.

Steve also panicked. It hadn’t even been twenty-four hours since his near fight with Bucky. He wasn’t sure where they stood now- were they still friends? Still in this weird relationship they never even imagined would be possible in the 40s?

Bucky took a few steps closer, and you could tell Steve was ready to strike if Bucky tried anything bad. But the closer he got, the clearer he got. And it didn’t take long for you to notice the outline of his erection in his jeans. “Do you two have any idea what you just got yourselves into?”

You and Steve were silent. You couldn’t tell if he was mad, turned-on, or both.

Bucky looked at both of you, then spoke again. “I didn’t tell you to stop.”

Slightly relieved he wasn’t about to get his ass beaten, Steve slowly brought his hands back to you, cupping your breasts in his hands as Bucky began to strip.

Bucky didn’t do it often, especially around Steve, but sometimes as you fucked, he would lightly slap you around. After taking off everything but his grey boxer briefs, the outline of his erection even more noticeable, he gently slapped you with his flesh hand, earning a light squeal from you. “You little fucking slut,” he cooed, “I love you so much.”

Steve was clearly confused. In everything he’d seen- by fucking and watching you to porn- he’d never seen someone enjoy getting hurt. He liked it.

“I’m sorry for everything.” Bucky lowered his head, trying to share a private moment with you as Steve’s lips remained pressed against your back, as if he were assuming his normal position. “Give me another chance, baby doll. Please.”

You smiled. “You don’t have to ask twice.”

Maybe that was why you liked being with both of them. They both accessed those different sexual sides of you. You and Bucky could be rough with each other, but you could only take so much. Steve was sweet and gentle, but he still needed time to grow, learn, and experiment. When you had both of them, though it still took some practice, you got a perfect fix of both sides at the same time.

“Besides… I like it when you boss me around. You might have to do that more often.” Bucky whispered in your ear, his voice laced with lust.

“Okay, fine.” You pulled him into a deep kiss, feeling Steve behind you sigh into your ear and kissing the top of your head. “But Steve gets to be up front this time. And you have to be nicer to him. Got that?”

Bucky took a second to think about it, then began to assume his new position as Steve hesitantly took the front. “Yes ma’am.”

Steve sunk into you once again, moaning at the feeling of being back inside you. Bucky held onto your shoulders for stability as you held onto Steve’s. You cringed at the initial pain but soon sunk back into the feeling of pleasure as Bucky found your second entrance, taking his time to ease into you, knowing it was rare you used it.

“Baby,” Bucky moaned at your tightness, petting your hair as you relaxed your head onto his chest, too blissed-out at the feeling of two supersoldiers inside of you to do so much as lift it up.

You felt Steve’s fingers grip your face and hold your head up. “Stay with me, honey. Come on. You’re almost there, doin’ so fuckin’ good for us. You look so fuckin’ pretty stuffed with our cocks, doesn’t she, Buck?”

“She sure does,” he answered. You felt fireworks inside of you as they fucked you, not being able to form a coherent sentence because everything they did just felt so good. “Look at her. Can’t even speak, she’s doin’ so good.”

The feeling of their sweaty bodies pressed against your front and back, the way their muscles and hot breath felt on your skin, plus the way they knew every single inch of your body and how to take you to your peak all blended together to make the perfect concoction.

You came with a jolt, screaming out Steve’s name and then Bucky’s. They fucked you through it, wanting to reach their peaks with you. Soon enough, you felt their warm spend on your stomach and ass followed by them both carefully pulling out of you.

“Stay here,” Bucky whispered to you, “Steve, keep her up.”

Bucky left the room briefly as Steve did what he was asked, holding onto you and keeping you upright.

“Where did you learn to talk like that?” you whispered, to tired to speak up.

You earned a light chuckle from Steve, “I have some amazing teachers.” He brought his lips to yours, deepening the kiss by slipping his tongue in. You didn’t even hear Bucky come back in and almost jumped at the feeling of a warm washcloth on your backside. You melted into the feeling as he handed it over to Steve, getting your stomach.

The boys laid you down on your back, hovering over you and taking turns pressing deep, perfect kisses onto your lips before laying on their backs right next to you.

A few moments of silence passed before Bucky spoke, starting with a chuckle. “What the hell are we doing, doll?”

“I don’t really know,” you admitted finally regaining some composure, “but whatever it is, I like it. A lot.”

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