#dp+w hs

[avocado-writing]

sending a horny dp+w thot of logan and reader making wade watch (tied up, with reader’s underwear being used as a gag and promises that he can join if he’s good)

(and of course they do take care of him after - but isn’t anticipation the best foreplay?)

he’s tied to the chair in the corner of the room, double and triple-knotted so he can’t just break out and join in. not that you think he would because, deep down, Wade Wilson likes to be a good boy. he moans from around your underwear, soaked from where Logan warmed you up in them before shoving them roughly against his tongue, silencing his smart mouth.

Logan has you pushed forward on the bed, your face buried into the mattress, fists clenching the blankets and groaning each time he fucks into you. he goes hard, his hips slapping against yours loudly, balls hitting your clit over and over. you look up at Wade with wide, fucked-out eyes, mouth slack from being taken so good.

“aww Wade… he feels so good… he’s so deep… I’m sorry you have to sit there and watch…” you choke, preening as Logan runs a possessive hand down your spine.

“well he was bad, baby. bad boys get punished,” he says with an air of finality, staring at Wade as he rams into you with a thrust so deep that you’re jolted up the bed. Wade is so hard that he can feel his cock bouncing against his stomach, smearing pre all over his navel. he’s leaking so much he’s definitely ruined the upholstery of this chair. but all he can do is watch as Logan fucks you and fills you full of his cum; once on your front, once on your back, once up against the wall as you beg for mercy but don’t mean it. he’s dripping out of you, all the way down your legs, filthy and messy and fuck Wade wishes he was a part of it.

fucking you. being fucked full. either. both. in the middle, spoiled and cherished.

eventually Logan lets you pay attention to the poor merc. you crawl over, exhausted, taking him in your mouth and lazily sucking him, and it’s the best thing Wade’s ever felt. Logan sees how you’re flagging and wraps his fingers in your hair, helping you slide up and down Wade’s cock, breathing encouragement.

“cmon baby, our boy deserves to cum. why don’t we be nice for once?”

Wade cums so hard he blacks out for a second. the two of you are exhausted and Logan at least does the kindness of cutting his binds off, grabbing you both a wet cloth and a glass of water. Wade is blissed out at staring at the ceiling as you pull your upper body onto his chest, lazily tracing one of his nipples.

“you okay, sugar?” you ask, still soaked with sweat and spent. Wade grins.

“fuck yeah. but next time, you’re the one tied up.”

doesnt sound too bad to you.

[cheswirls]

looking @ old fic i started when i was 14/15 is so funny bc im realizing once again why i never mark fics as abandoned even if its been literal years since i've touched them. specifically i was checking docs for stuff i started and either did or didn't post to ffn.

and its like. nothing is bad??? like i can see where my outside-the-box ideal of fic writing comes from. not just fics but writing in general, i'm p sure. even if it's a total cliche plot setup, there are details on each that rly make it stand out like oh yeahhhhhh i did have this great idea once upon a time.

funny too bc was it executed well in prose??? no absolutely not i wrote like shit when i was 15. would i revive an idea one day and revise it to be less cliche or cringy while still keeping the stand-out elements??? yea maybe. i might. everything i'm currently working on that i started from 2021 up to now still holds my supreme interest, but like i'm not gonna say never.

esp since i write fic first and foremost for my own need and specifically what i like to read, it makes it impossible to consider an idea i've thought extensively about "not worth writing anymore". anyway not making this too long i jus found everything interesting to consider

[fictionfordays]

Rule Breaker

HS!Kayn x fem!reader x HS!Sett

Summary: Kayn wants to have a little fun.

CW: threesome, pwp, fingering, kissing, oral (m and f receiving), dp, hair pulling, biting, licking, hickeys, um um um if I missed anything just lemme know

WC: >2500

A/N: Don't perceive me ;-;

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He sees how Sett always looks at your ass when he happens to be behind you. How his eyes linger on your lips after you laugh at something funny he said. Kayn sees how your fingers seem to brush against Sett’s whenever you hand him something. How you bite your lip to try and hide the flustered grin on your face when Sett takes off his shirt or compliments you. Please. Kayn isn’t oblivious to the sum of little hints that continue to add up.

If he’s being truthful with himself, he’s been wondering what Sett’s massive hands feel like around his neck and wrists, or how they’d look wrapped around your own pretty neck. Your hips even. Hell, if he were honest with you, he’d tell you as much. That he wants to see your eyebrows furrow as you sink down on Sett’s cock, how the stretch burns even after so much prep they did with you. Each taking turns using their thick fingers to spread you apart, bending you however they saw fit.

To his surprise, you want to fuck Sett just as much as he does. He grins slyly, you’re so shy about your wants, your desires. It’s cute, really. He pulls you to him for a rough kiss, teeth and tongue clashing hungrily. His tongue piercing runs over your plush lower lip as his fingers twitch and pull against the fabric of your clothing to try and bring you even closer to him.

He makes a game of it, chasing your almost naked figure down the hallway to Sett’s room, glad nobody else is home to see what mischief you’re both up to.

He grabs at you, pulling you close to him as you both fall onto Sett’s unmade bed. It’s comfortable, you think, lined with stuffed animals, still warm and smells like him. His mattress and blankets are so plush and cozy, too, you’d love to nap here. You don’t have long to think about snuggling with the boys before Kayn attacks you with tickles. His fingers graze against your sides as his teeth nip softly against the skin of your neck. You giggle, trying to keep your voice down and softly pushing against his chest, his fingers still tormenting your sides.

Finally, he settles down, smiling smugly against your neck as he wraps his arms around you. He rolls over, pulling you on top of him, your lips colliding with his where they belonged. You sighed against him, melting into his embrace as his tongue glides over yours. 

“Ahem,” Sett’s voice rumbles from where he stands in the doorway, towel draped around his hips, hair still dripping from his shower. You pull away from Kayn nervously, sitting up on the bed with Kayn still underneath you, propping himself up on his elbows breathlessly, smiling mischievously over at Sett. His eyes trail over the both of you slowly, trying to figure out what’s going on without making any assumptions. He clears his throat again, “w-what are you two doing in here?” The grip on his towel tightens, his face remaining neutral.

“Now you’re playing hard to get, huh?” Kayn winks over at the redhead in the doorway. He grabs your chin and turns your face towards Sett, a deep blush covering your cheeks as you bite your lip. Sett swallows thickly. “She’s pretty, huh? A real good girl, too…” He smiles devilishly at you, tongue darting out to wet his lips before his gaze returns to the redhead. His eyes look lust-blown, his grip on his towel so tight his knuckles are white. Kayn’s voice drops an octave, “You wanna touch her, don’t you?”

Sett gives a small nod, his eyes never leaving your body. His ear twitches impatiently. Kayn gestures for him to come over, still holding your chin in his hand firmly. You watch as Sett closes the door behind him, taking slow steps towards you, unsure if this is real and not wanting to show just how eager he is. Your eyes scan his abs and chest slowly as he approaches, muscles flexing with each step. You eagerly lean up a little once he’s close enough, the pink-haired male dropping his hand from your face.

“Tsk tsk,” Kayn says softly, pulling you by your hair so his lips tickle the shell of your ear. “No kissing.” He bites his lip with a grin when you whine quietly, your plush lips forming a small pout. “Oh, what’s this? You thought there wouldn’t be any rules, beautiful?” He grabs Sett’s hair and pulls him down to be eye level with the two of you, speaking sternly to the male, “no marking her either.” He places a teasing kiss on Sett’s lips before continuing, “and if you get cum anywhere near her perfect pussy, I’ll beat the shit out of you.” His voice holds a teasing lilt, but no one in the room doubts how serious he is. The two males kiss again, tongues darting out to taste each other as Kayn keeps his grip on your hair. Your breath hitches as you watch them, chest tight with jealousy.

You get to work nibbling Sett’s neck, tasting the water droplets on his skin. His thick fingers thread through your hair tenderly, drawing you closer to him as he sighs against Kayn’s lips. You lick a trail up his neck to his jawline, your fingers gripping the yellow collar around Kayn’s neck to tug him to you. He smiles against your lips, loving when you take what you want from him.

Sett keeps his fingers busy, gliding over your back so softly that a shiver runs down your spine, a sound almost inaudible escaping your lips. His arms wrap around you loosely, large hands coming up to cup your breasts as he places open mouthed kisses across your shoulders. You shudder, leaning back against his chest. Kayn places his hands on top of Sett’s, encouraging him to squeeze your soft mounds a bit harder.

“I’ll let you taste her, Sett~” he pushes you onto your back on the bed next to him, kissing a line gently down from your lips to your breasts, tongue flicking against your perky buds before continuing his path downwards. Sett watches you eagerly, the way your chest rises and falls in anticipation, the way Kayn nibbles your inner thighs as his fingers loosely grip the sides of your black, lacy panties. Your breath hitches when you feel Kayn’s warm breath on your covered pussy, his tongue ring catching your clit just right even through the fabric. He begins to slide your panties down agonizingly slowly, his dual-coloured eyes meeting yours with an impish grin, the flat of his tongue still licking upwards against the fabric. Sett’s fingers slide between yours, holding your hand as the other male continues teasing you. Murmured sighs escape your parted lips as you watch Sett drop down to his knees next to Kayn, helping you out of your undergarment. The red-haired male leans forward as Kayn continues licking teasing stripes against your now exposed folds. His tongue pokes out experimentally to taste your nectar with Kayn’s saliva, a groan falling from his lips at how sweet you are. He kisses the pink-haired male again, this time including your folds in the mix with teasing licks from both of them.

A soft whimper escapes you as your hips buck up gently against their mouths, wanting more friction, more anything, really. Sett finally smiles up at you, eyes glimmering, as he squeezes your hand reassuringly. Kayn chuckles softly, moving up your body slowly, leaving damp kisses in his wake before reaching your neck. Sett settles in between your thighs, focusing solely on you and the way you moan and sigh from his and Kayn’s lustful caresses. His arms wrap under your legs, holding your hips still and your thighs against his cheeks as he makes love to you with only his mouth. He moans against you, your warmth and wetness absolutely intoxicating him as he sucks firmly on your clit, his tongue flicking in little circles against the sensitive pearl as his muscular arms squeeze your legs securely.

Kayn cups your breast, thumbing over your delicate nipple as he bites down on your neck, drawing a loud whine from you as you pant from the stimulation. He grinds slowly against your hip, the fabric of his annoyingly-still-on underwear already a little damp from the pre oozing from his painfully hard cock.

Sett’s free hand snakes over to Kayn’s hips, rubbing small circles over his skin while he continues eating you out. His fingertips trace the top line of Kayn’s waistband, tickling his skin softly. The male above you kisses you hungrily, drooling onto your chin as you moan and tremble against him from Sett’s ministrations. Gods, Sett was so good at this…

Kayn stands up abruptly, slightly startling you and Sett in the process, and rips off his underwear. His cock smacks against his abs angrily, a thick string of pre snapping from the loss of the annoying fabric. He pulls Sett away from you slightly, accidently (or maybe on purpose) tearing away your orgasm. You whine at him, tears pricking your already glazed over eyes. He ignores you with a small smirk, bending down to grab Sett by the neck for a hungry kiss.

He looked so sexy like this. Both of them, really. So enthralled with you and each other at the same time.

When you finally decide to stop staring, you sit up on the edge of the king-sized bed. Your fingers slip underneath the towel still wrapped around Sett’s waist to undo the fold, the rough, yellow fabric dropping to the floor and exposing his aching and girthy hard-on. You knew he’d be big, but honestly, the size of his cock is intimidating. An angry red tip leaking with pre, girthy enough you can barely fit your little hand around him when you paw at him.

He hisses against Kayn’s mouth, sucking on the other male’s tongue when your fingers finally wrap around him, him in one hand and Kayn in the other. Both men groan loudly when you begin pumping their lengths firmly, bringing both of their tips to your tongue for lustful little kisses. Kayn brings one hand down to your hair, gripping tightly as his hips thrust shallowly into your hand, moaning slightly louder when his eager tip bumps against Sett’s.

“F-fuck…” Sett moans into the other male’s mouth breathlessly, giving his hair a gentle tug and his lip a tender bite.

Kayn chuckles softly upon realizing that this is Sett’s first time with you. He turns and pushes the red-haired one onto the edge of the bed roughly. “Go ahead, beautiful, show Sett what a good girl you are.” You can hear the teasing smirk in his voice as you move eagerly to sit on the floor between Sett’s legs, your chin resting on his knee as you pull your bottom lip between your teeth. His lust-blown gaze meets yours, a small nod of approval just for you present with a wink, flashing his most charming smile at you.

He’s already making you feel so weak in the knees.

Kayn gives you a lingering kiss on your lips before you lean forward, tongue poking out to give Sett a few kitten licks on his sensitive tip. The pink-haired one helps you out, pulling your hair back and holding it out of your face for you as you take Sett’s cock into your mouth. You suck on his tip like it’s your favorite lollipop flavor, moaning from the taste of his pre, before taking him as far down as you can, hitting the back of your throat. His head falls back, a deep groan rumbling from his chest as you gag on him. His eyes squeeze shut, just enjoying the feeling of your warm and wet mouth bobbing along his fat cock. Suddenly he feels teeth nipping at his chest, looking down to see Kayn wanting in on the action, too.

Kayn trails sloppy, desperate kisses up Sett’s neck as you continue bobbing on his length at a steady pace, Kayn’s hand still holding your hair back. Your drool pools at the base of Sett’s cock, your soft moans sending little vibrations down his length. His own moans get breathier, louder as the coil in his belly tightens. He tugs at Kayn’s pink and purple hair, pulling him up for a desperate kiss as he groans, nibbling Kayn’s lower lip roughly. You can feel how much his dick is throbbing against your tongue now, his abs flexing against yours and your boyfriend’s fingers as he gets closer to his release.

Kayn smiles devilishly into the kiss and bites harshly at Sett’s lower lip, eliciting a deep groan from the redhead. His drawn-out groan turns into a whine as the bicolour-haired male pulls you away from the cock you were sucking so greedily on. You whimper a little at the loss but comply with his unspoken orders, standing at the edge of the bed, cunt leaking with your arousal. Drool covers your chin, your eyes glazed over, eagerness flooding through your veins as both men drink you in. Kayn is the first to move, standing next to you and licking the drool from your face before kissing you passionately.

Gods, you were so divine like this, so ready to please. It’s one of the many things he loves about you.

His hands settle on your hips, giving you a reassuring squeeze as he turns you around, your back now facing Sett. If only you could see the way Sett’s eyes lit up when your ass came into view, so plump and squeezable. The male bites his lip, wanting nothing more than to grope your soft skin and sink his teeth into the juncture where your neck meets your shoulder. He grows impossibly harder just thinking about it.

Kayn reaches down on either side of you, searching for Sett’s hands eagerly. “‘S what you’ve been wanting, yeah?” You can hear the teasing smirk in his breathy voice as he puts Sett’s hands right over the globes of your ass, the male sighing when your skin makes contact, squeezing roughly. Your boyfriend guides Sett’s hands to your hips before roughly pushing you back on the thick pad of muscles, a surprised sound escaping you as his arms wrap tightly around you, kissing your neck sloppily. His right hand travels up to grope your breast, squeezing the supple skin tenderly, lips and teeth still attacking your neck. His left travels down to the apex between your thighs, thick fingers sliding between your sopping folds, one teasing your entrance to collect more of your arousal. He teases you with slow circles to your throbbing clit, increasing the speed gradually as your sighs and moans become more frequent.

Kayn’s eyes are blown as he watches Sett’s fingers on your perfect pussy. He loves watching how you react to one of his closest friends stuffing you full with his thick fingers. Fingers he wants almost desperately around your throat. His throat. He reaches for his cock as you start to buck your hips against Sett’s hand, whining as he inserts one, two of his big fingers to scissor you open for him. You sound like such a perfect melody to both men’s ears, your whining increasing in pitch as the coil in your belly grows tighter and tighter. Your boyfriend drops to his knees, pumping his fist along his dribbling length faster, free hand holding your thigh as your legs begin to tremble as you approach your high.

His gaze briefly finds the other male’s with a slow lick of his lips, signaling his permission to finally fuck you.

Sett’s ears twitch and he groans into your neck as your walls flutter relentlessly around his fingers. Gods, you’re so tight. Your boyfriend helps pull the redhead’s cock out from under you, the heavy weight of him resting against your groin for a moment before your boyfriend gently grips him. Sett growls into your ear, hips bucking softly when the flat of Kayn’s tongue runs along the underside of his dick, teasing the sensitive veins that run along the length of him, tongue piercing fiddling around his frenum. Fuck, the whine you release when Sett’s hand travels to your neck, gripping tightly, as his other hand works your throbbing heat faster is almost enough to send him over the edge with you as your pussy tightens its grip around his fingers.

“That’s it, beautiful…” Kayn moans as his tongue pauses exploring Sett’s length to have a taste of your slick as you tremble in the muscular arms of the man beneath you. “Shit, you’re doing so good, baby… Such a good fucking girl…”

I do not own these characters. All rights to the original creators. All content—created rights are reserved to Wallabypirate©2024.

[codes]

the absolute journey of me raiding in ffxiv is just me being dragged into things bc i have a hard time saying "no" like

plays ffxiv so consistently that an irl friend i hadnt talked to since hs msgs me to say that he noticed i play a lot -> invites me to play w other hs friends -> agree but didnt know he was srs about it

he asks me to join him for an extreme (slightly harder than regular content) -> nervously accepts and we clear a fight on 5 pulls that they struggled in for 3 hours straight the day before

he invites me to a raid server -> too shy to sign up for anything -> other friend drags me into a fight (thordan extreme) bc they needed a fill -> is exceptionally quiet and anxious -> does badly

refuses to sign up for anything ever again -> asked to fill as tank for a savage fight (much harder than regular content and extremes) -> anxiously accepts -> the fight is called off bc they couldnt find a final fill, i celebrate

they AGAIN need a fill for the next week and ask me last minute bc they have no one else, sadly accepts -> we dont clear but i had fun so i sign up for the next session -> we clear the next week and i sign up for the next savage fight bc it was hard but fun

this is now a weekly thing and i sign up for other organized events, everyone in the group recognizes me and calls me their friend

my old hs friend (also in the group) invites me into an ultimate static -> i decline and feel sad but proud for putting my foot down -> he insists bc the ppl who weve been playing with also had me as their first choice -> i accept bc ok he did stroke my ego there

im in an ultimate static now (MUCH harder than savage and entirely diff from regular content), our main tank is sad that im not his constant off tank buddy, still a bad player but i have the best dps in our group (somehow), life can be ok...

[postsofbabel]

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[folansstuff]

Take this askwhoopin' boy.

1. Why is X-Men so important to you as a franchise?

2. You're the new head writer for a solo Magik run. What's three big changes you make?

3. You're an executive at Marvel. You're asked what the MCU X-Men lineup should be. It's starting with a team of five. Who do you choose?

4. Atticus is dying permanently this time. What's his last words to Yana?

5. Which villain does Atty personally hate tye most?

6. Thoughts on X-Men: Destiny?

7. Thoughts on the upcoming DP&W?

8. Do you listen to metal at all (personal curiosity)?

9. Pick a song to be Atty's character theme. What is it?

10. What is one thing that absolutely disgusts Atty?

More big ones, answers under the cut.

1. I mean why is it resonant with any queer person? The feelings of alienation and prejudice simply for being slightly different rings true as always. Also they always felt more like a family then teams like the Avengers, and I like that.

2. First Change: Katyana is canon. That's non-negotiable. Second is probably give her back the reigns of Limbo, I'm a little torn on this one, but overcoming trauma is such a major part of her character and Limbo is that magnified. Maybe let her and Maddy work together? idk. Finally uhhhhhh let her set up a magic school. Thatd be cool.

3. Okay so. A friend of mine and I brainstormed this, and we wanted to skip straight to Revo-Scott for the MCU X-Men. Make the fox movies just actually canon and go from there. So the team is Scott, Emma, Magik(?)/Colossus, Magneto and like, Storm. Just send it.

4. I have no idea. Probably something very sweet though.

5. He's still mad at Mystique for shooting him, but its probably Sinister or Mojo. Toying with peoples lives is a big no-no, and Mojo hurt his favourite popstar and fellow DM.

6. The game? I played it as a kid, the only thing I remember is them doing Pixie super dirty. I'd take another one, but just.... not as awful.

7. Unfortunately I do not care for the MCU, Deadpool or Logan. The only way they will get me to pirate this is if Yana turns up and it isn't embarrassing. I did once get punched in the face in HS for saying I liked Superman more than Deadpool lmao, good times.

8. Not really. Closest I got were some of the harder King Gizzard records. It's just not a genre I have a lot of tolerance for, I can do hard rock and Psych rock, but that's abt it.

9. "This World is Not My Home" - Specifically the version from the Kentucky Route Zero Soundtrack. I've always associated Atti with those extremely downer church songs, and the folksy version from the game is perfect.

10. Mistreating kids. Fastest death in the West for people who do that. That's how he got to be the no.1 Dad on Krakoa.

[sorrowfulsoul]

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[soysaucevictim]

🍄!

Are there any fandoms you've never written for but want to try?

Hmmm... maybe something Final Fantasy or Danny Phantom comes to mind. Maybe Psychonauts (tho I've technically done 'crossovers' w/ it - it was just structural window-dressing around the main AU in focus.)

That DP fanfic I wrote with the serial numbers filed off that I wrote in HS doesn't quite count. Because I never posted it nor will it see the light of day. (It's extremely bloated structurally and a lot of the humor and execution thereof has... not stood the test of time. However. It was a valuable learning experience and I try to keep that in mind in my appraisal.)

(Tho my brain is still p strongly in SaSi mode in terms of priority... not an inkling for what I'd even write in another fandom at this juncture.)

[reallycool12345]

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[1892]

it's also bizarre to me the variance in rigor & standards of ib schools...? like my school was combined ib & traditional; in my graduating class of 650+ students, only about 30 were in ib, and all but three got either their ib diploma or certificate... fast forward to college, where I start to meet other ib kids, and am shooketh to my core by the number who attended all-ib high schools where all students did the myp/dp path and less than 5% of students got their ib diplomas

i didn’t get mine lol, my school was corrupt and bullshit and boosted ppls grades and even tho i worked for those grades i ended up not going to school senior year (my mom had us stay home for covid, i unenrolled in most of my classes bc i had taken plenty for regular graduation requirements) so i graduated hs w/o my ib diploma dispite 3 years of a 4.0 unweighted (4.7 weighted) gpa. it’s actually ridiculous how on track i was to get it and covid hitting i lost it all. fucked up lmao but oh well now i’m in heavy debt going to a school i don’t love graduating late. but im emotionally better than i was so whatever

[mccarthymolly]

mddl youth. Literally ,limits jj, not au or youth or disorder sense

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trained to say i love you but not how to love

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[avocado-writing]

Ahem DP & Logan + virgin partner. Would like to know which one of them would have a corruption kink.

*I adore your work btw*

minors dni. They both do!!! Who’da thunk it.

they have you between them in bed, mouths hot and rough on you, when suddenly one of their hands starts to move south, and they notice how you freeze up. Wade cottons on first, pulling back so he can see you properly.

“this is your first time,” he says, agog, and that makes Logan pause too. Embarrassed you hide your face in your hands.

“sorry…” you whisper. Wade laughs, but not unkindly.

“ohh, you’ve got nothing to be sorry for. But with both of us? You have pretty big ambitions, you dirty little thing…”

his mouth returns to your neck, running his lips where your pulse throbs hardest. You moan.

“Are you sure you want this?” Logan asks eventually, his voice rough, perhaps more turned on at the idea of your first time being here, between them, so rough and so much… but you nod enthusiastically.

“yeah. More’n anything,” you sigh. So they take turns opening you up, one of them between your legs at all times, kissing and fucking you with their tongue. Sliding fingers in until you’re ready for one of them. But when it comes to who’s gonna go inside you first, you have to whisper, “I’ve got more than one hole…”

You hear wade whisper a prayer to whoever’s listening*, and Logan swallows hard. So they work you open there too, stretching your hole with the lube Wade always keeps in his bedside drawer (he needs to be prepared).

Logan slides into your cunt, keeping you steady and propped up on his chest, enjoying the way your eyes roll back into your head as he fills you; when he’s fully sheathed Wade follows suit with your other hole. Talking you through it the whole time. How good you are, how fucking well you take them both. When he’s fully in your ass they let you settle for a moment, your breathing laboured with pleasure.

“you okay…?” Logan asks, and a bitten “fuck yeah” in reply makes him chuckle. They start off slow, fucking you properly on their cocks, but going harder when your body starts to become more pliant. You fall onto Logan when your arms can’t do the job of keeping you up any more and wade presses down onto your back and god you’re so fucking full of them. You come with clouds swimming in your head and they leave you stuffed full, spend dripping from both your holes, and then hold you close afterwards because they can’t stand to be away from you ever again. 😌

(* to the gods of fanfic. Avocado specifically.)

[quietquaking]

i don’t have a whole lot of dandash hc’s, but i have a list of character ones! most are partially canon, it’s titled “Let Dash Be A Person 2023”

Dash

- best friends with kwan, they tell each other secrets

- had a boy band phase

- has a dog named pookie

- collects teddy bears

- likes opera and romcoms

- likes Jerry Maguire (Tom Cruise)

- massive DP phan

- likes to read campy romance novels

- still stays in shape after hs, but stops playing football

- gay and struggles w it

- dyslexic, probably adhd

Danny

- actually a nerd, but bad at schoolwork

- did have a crush on sam at one point, but got over it

- she came out to him as a lesbian so now they just kinda let everyone think they like each other as a cover story

- def adhd

- eventually he gets to be an astronaut as phantom, since he doesn’t rlly need to breathe (it’s a good emergency system, too - something goes wrong, danny can fight off the problem, or take the humans back to earth)

- trans, changes in the locker room shower so no one sees his binder

- out to his parents as trans but not as a ghost

- bi

Sam

- goth (that’s not hc i just really like it)

- strong advocate for women’s rights

- doesn’t shave

- absolutely has a belly+stretch marks, doesn’t try to hide them

- she came out to danny as a lesbian so now they just kinda let everyone think they like each other as a cover story

- once danny and dash start dating, they discover that she and dash have a lot in common and they get along rlly well

Tucker

- everyone forgets he exists and it makes me mad

- every so often people will realize how important he is and finally give him the gratitude he deserves, but it doesn’t often last

- flirts with everyone but also has a bit of an actual crush on Star - her looks, yes, but also how smart and kind she is

- he and danny both game

- has kinda feminine hips+a bit of chub, he’s a little insecure abt it, but danny sam and dash try to help him like it more

- leveled up from the beret to a beanie in junior year, wears a backwards ball cap in the summer

- i feel like he and kwan would date at some point once they graduate

- maybe he’s poly and we end up with a kwan/tucker/star polycule…

- very bi

Ykno what tell me your headcanons for DP or Dandash… I want thoughts

[hottie0]

k so i had an idea for a chameron ao3 series of all the fics being conan gray songs but i got lazy and only wrote 1.5 stories for it so because i’m not acc gonna do it imma share the ideas i had cuz someone might find them useful so (btw these will be copied directly from notes the first time i wrote them, they can also be used for other ships if u want but i made them for chameron):

grow: a year after hs cam and charlie run into eachother in vermont and then u see a bunch of flashbacks of old nights and things at welton. they exchange numbers at the end or smth. (i did this one)

idle town: charlie can’t sleep at his new school. he reminisces and whatever. a little more focused on cam. he looks over at the other side of the room but cam isn’t there anymore. instead it’s his new roommate who he doesn’t even know the last name of. end it somehow.

generation why: pre-canon cam and charlie just talking on the roof. banter. romantics ensue on cams behalf. charlie doesn’t feel the same way. that’s why charlie treats him the way he does.

crush culture: charlie pining after cam. a bunch of little things cam does to push charlie over the edge. charlie talks to neil and neil says cam likes him too. he doesn’t. charlie kisses cam one night while studying and cam rejects him and they argue. this is the night of neils death. that’s why cam didn’t find out through charlie and everything hurt a little bit more than it should’ve.

greek god: cameron’s being made fun of all the time by charlie and he knows charlie likes him and idk tbh this one got deleted and idk what i had written

lookalike: pre-neils death cam and charlie dated in their time at welton then broke up which caused tension going into senior year. the dead poets knew. when the dps started charlie got a gf and wouldn’t stop talking about her. her name was elaine. he brought her to a meeting and she looks just like cam. damn.

the other side: falling out of love. the process.

the king: cameron accidentally reads a poem charlie had written for/about him. he stresses all day and acts weird. everyone else is like ??? at night cam decides f it and confronts him. it ends cute

comfort crowd: night time. tomorrow morning charlie was meant to leave welton so all his stuff was packed up. hed already punched cam so it was tense. to say the least. cam randomly gets up out of bed and charlie is like wtf?? cam fuddles around then he’s like “u coming” they go to the cave and have a meaningful talk and if they end up cuddling then that’s their business

wish you were sober: charlie and cameron get drunk in their dorm. cam can’t hold his alcohol well so he gets wayy more drunk. he tells charlie some personal shit. some of which includes the fact that he used to have feelings for charlie. charlie has feelings for cam. he’s sad and sends cam to bed.

maniac: short one. they’re at the same bar a few years later. not with eachother but cam knows charlie’s there. charlie is talking shit abt cam and calling him weird and blah blah. but just that night, charlie had called cam desperate after years. cam thinks abt everything. he gets up and leaves but doesn’t leave w/o saying a big ol’ f u to charlie. this ones so mean to charlie. sucks. anyways.

online love): they’re doing long distance because charlie got expelled. they break up over the phone. aw. make it depressing. maybe by them being interrupted before rly saying goodbye and shii.

checkmate: they’re playing chess idk i couldn’t think of anything better. just cute and fluffy cuz i say so.

the cut that always bleeds: cameron is in a problematic relationship w a girl he met at uni. they just went through one of their fight episodes. cam went back to his room but he needed company. he decides to go to charlie’s dorm for comfort. but they haven’t spoke since that evening years ago. charlie says “i thought i’d never see you again” yadda yadda cam tells charlie everything and they just hold eachother. the gf is like “plz take me back” so cam does and he never sees charlie ever again. cry abt it.

fight or flight: charlie has a gf but little does he know she’s cheating on him. he ends up catching her with her side piece in their apartment. it’s cameron. there’s a whole wtf moment and the gf is like “u two know eachother???”. cams like “i swear i didn’t know” the girl leaves but cam stays. they argue or whatever or just talk not sure yet. then they kiss and charlie says something dumb and it ends. also cameron is hot as shit in this btw.

affluenza: probs short. when charlie is getting ready to leave cam is like “so money can’t buy happiness” and charlie’s like tf did u say to me. they talk abt where charlie’s going and whatnot and money. “i can’t do the things you do charlie, don’t you get anything” charlie leaves feeling a bit more guilty.

(can we be friends?): cam and charlie’s life growing up together. cute moments of them falling for the other. “now charlie knows why he and cameron could never be friends.”

heather: charlie and knox are together. cameron likes charlie. one night charlie is drunk and it’s just cam and him in the dorm. charlie ends up kissing cameron as a joke and cameron doesn’t know. there’s a fic like this. after the kiss it’s never the same. knox doesn’t know what happened. cameron has to watch them be all buddy buddy and shit- even if they’re not out to the rest of the group, cam knows. cameron knows not to interfere with their relationship no matter how much he wants to. he chooses to sit and watch and keep all his feelings inside.

little league: charlie stops by a cafe one night because he has nothing else to do. it turns out it’s open mic night. someone gets up to read. that someone is cameron. cameron performs a poem called little league. charlie remembers things. he leaves before the poem is over. /OR/ Cameron is an adult, he's a doctor or smth bouj, he has a family, a house, the embodiment of the american middle aged straight white man dream life. But sometimes, in secret, he takes Welton's Yearbook out of the shelf, and he traces Charlie face, and he remembers.

the story: cameron and charlie are late-night swimming in the lake together. they’re fantasizing abt whatever and charlie says “we should run away” they continue the convo like they did the others. a few days later charlie brings it up again, seriously this time. “what? dalton are you on something?” no. they get into an argument and shit. about a week later cameron wakes up to charlie sneaking out, but this isn’t sneaking out like dps meeting sneaking out, he’s running away. cam: “charlie? what are you doing up?” charlie: “this is your last chance. you coming?” cam: *thinks* no.

fake: ratting on keating and more angsty mess

overdrive: first kiss moment. they’re meant to be studying but they got distracted and are just talking instead. charlie’s like “cam have u ever kissed sum1” cam: “i think u know the answer to that dalton” charlie: “do you want to” cam: “ha! that’s a laugh! who can i find within a mile of here that i could kiss” charlie: me. whole carpe diem whatever- “charlie are you kidding do you know what would happen if someone found out!?” “so i won’t let them” but they kiss and it’s cute

astronomy: au: cam never ratted out keating but neil still died but just that whole thing never happened. ok. ever since neil died both cam and char were different. their relationship was tense. before it had been perf and everyone was envious of them but after neil everything changed. cameron was more agressive and easily irritable. charlie was more reserved and quiet. they tried to fix it but they decided it would be best to split. they still saw eachother in hallways and stuff, but were no longer roommates. after a couple months, they were strangers.

people watching: a view on the cameron/charlie relationship from other people. they’re opposites obv. when ppl were first informed they were taken aback to say the least. but when they see how they are together they get it yk? yeah u do.

ur welcome for my genius guys u need it.

[talkingtea]

DP just retweeted EW statement, THR and unfollowed HS on IG -_- okay bitch as if your not still friends w/ AJK and was a large part of the reason why you black costar was silenced and created a complicit environment.

She’s so full of shit. 🙄

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