#feel free to send in a request I'm running low lol

[zombiecleodoodles]

a tiny fairy cleo perhaps?

Cleo would be the type of fairy that causes problems on purpose

[vbecker10]

Could I request headcanons (or a little scenario if that's what you'd prefer) for loki befriending the new member of their team that can turn into a huge bear and she's used as their heavy hitter in fights but since a bear's sense of smell and hearing is much more sensitive than humans she has a tendency to get bad sensory overloads even in casual settings and shifting between forms sometimes leaves her in pain and just basically how they would bond over time and help her through her struggles. Thanks!

Help you Bear It

(I'm not proud of this pun but @soubi001 will be lol)

Pairing: Loki x female reader (Y/N)

Summary: As the newest member of the Avengers, you are desperate to prove yourself as a heavy hitter who can keep the others safe. You hide the pain you feel when shifting between your human and bear form during training sessions but while you are on your first mission in the field, Loki knows something is wrong. He tries to support you through your shift back to being human and is curious as to why you fight through the pain when you could just never shift again.

Warnings: fighting, minor injuries, anxiety, some sensory issues, pain when shifting forms, feeling useless, feeling like a monster, abandonment issues - don't worry, Loki is super comforting, fluff at the end

A/N: I'm so so sorry it took me forever to get to this request. I'm finally going through my requests and I thought this idea was super interesting. I sort of ran with it a bit so I hope you don't mind if it's a little different from your ask. Thank you for sending it! I hope you like it! 💚

lille bjørn - little bear in Norwegian (I asked Google so hopefully that's right lol)

You roar loudly, standing tall on your hind legs as Steve spins and throws his shield towards you. Swinging one of your massive claws, you easily swipe it from the air and send it to the ground with a heavy thud. Your attention is pulled from the Captain by the sound of Clint unleashing a series of arrows in your direction. Running on all fours, you avoid being struck as you close the distance between you and Steve.

Without his shield, Steve has little choice but to turn and run from you, hoping one of the others will distract you until he is armed again. Your head turns towards the sound of another series of arrows leaving Clint's bow and you easily change course. Out of the corner of your eye, you see a flash of red and know the God of Thunder has joined the fight. Your attention now shifts to finding Thor, you take a sniff of the cool air and growl when you catch his scent.

Stalking slowly to the tree he is hiding against, you keep one ear open listening to Steve's footsteps through the tall grass. Just as you reach the tree, another arrow zings past you and you stand on your hind legs for a better view of its origin. You finally see the archer, hidden in the thick leaves of a tree several yards away. He is too far for you to do anything at the moment but at least you've located him. Now back to the god and super soldier, you think, your lips curling to show your sharp teeth.

Lightning cracks overhead and the fur around your neck stands up in response, you let out a low growl. The thunder that follows is not enough to hide Steve's approach from behind and you turn to face him. Again, he throws his shield at you with as much force as he can but you swipe it away, embedding it into a nearby tree. With a roar, you charge forward but at the last second, you turn to your left just in time for Thor to land before you, his red cape fluttering around him in the breeze.

He dodges your charge, leaping out of the way but not in time. You reach for him with one of your large claws and pull him back to the ground by his ankle. He swears loudly in Asgardian as you slam him down on his back but before you can continue your attack, you hear Steve pull his shield free from the tree. Three more arrows fired in quick succession soar towards you, you swerve through them and keep your attention fixed on the Captain. Roaring as you run to meet him, he throws his shield for a third time and for a third time you cast it away.

He stands in front of you, ready to continue the fight without any weapons. You growl as your heavy frame collides with him and you send him backwards onto the ground. You rear up, ready to pin the barely conscious Captain America but your ears perk up, alerting you to the electricity in the air. You quickly lower yourself to be on all fours and move away from him just before lightning strikes where you had been. Thor once more lands just behind you, Mjolnir spinning by the leather handle. He charges towards you and you run to meet him.

You rear up on your hind legs, narrowly avoiding being hit by Mjolnir as Thor releases it. Before it can return to him, you throw your weight forward and force him to the ground on his back causing him to miss catching it. It slams through a tree and buried itself into the ground in a hail of splinters. You loom over Thor, your paws pinning him to the dirt as you roar inches from his face.

He looks up at you then yells, "I yield! I yield."

You sit back immediately and the forest around you fades away. Stark white tiles replace the lush grass, the sun brightens into a row of LED lights on the high ceiling and the sound of birds is turned off. You look to your left and watch the rest of the team applaud and cheer your final test through the floor to ceiling glass wall.

Loki cheers the loudest as the replay of you slamming Thor into the ground is shown on a loop on one of the monitors. "That's how it feels!" he says excitedly, getting up from his seat. He laughs to himself and ignores the judgmental looks from Tony and Fury.

You walk over to Steve and nudge him lightly with your nose as he stands slowly. "I yield too," he says with a light laugh, rubbing the back of his head with one hand and the top of your head with his other hand. "Good job, Y/N," he smiles.

You lay down and rest near the rear of the training room, watching the team leave as they talk and laugh with each other. As soon as the door shuts and the room is empty, you close your eyes and with a deep breath you begin to focus on shifting to your human form. The process is extremely painful and you've been told it's hard to watch so you plan on sparing the others from witnessing it for as long as possible.

You lift your head, suddenly feeling as if someone is in the room with you but as your shift progresses, your senses are overwhelmed and hard to control. With a final roar of pain fading into a groan of agony, you kneel on the floor, fully human again and exhausted.

On shaky legs, you walk over to where you left your backpack and sit heavily on the floor, resting your back against the wall. You grab a bottle of water, drinking the whole thing at once then tear open your protein bar. Your ear twitches and you look up, the feeling of being watched returns. You catch a faint green mist settling near the door but you shake your head when you don't see anyone, assuming your simply exhausted and take a bite of your protein bar.

The next morning you sit between Loki and Steve on the jet, heading to your first mission. Your leg bounces nervously and you chew on your lip until Steve taps your shoulder and pulls you from your anxious thoughts.

"Try to relax," he says in a brotherly tone.

You nod but continue to bounce your leg which happens to be resting against Loki's.

"Will you please stop that," he Loki says few minutes later. You instantly stop moving your leg and make eye contact with the God of Mischief.

"Sorry," you mumble and look down quickly. You place your hands on your knees and take a deep breath to try and calm your nerves.

"Thank you," he says calmly as he lowers his eyes back to his book.

"Almost there," Natasha calls over her shoulder from the pilot's seat of the jet.

"Great, thanks Nat," Steve responds as he gets up. "You ready?" he asks, standing over you.

"Mmhmm," you nod. You force yourself to keep your eyes on Steve as you feel Loki's eyes fix on you.

"Are you going to..." Steve waves his hand vaguely at you.

"Shift?" you guess and he nods. "Uh... yea, I mean not right now though," you let out a nervous laugh. "Having a bear on a jet doesn't sound like a great idea right? I'll do it when we land."

"Makes sense," Steve agrees easily with a shrug and leaves you to take the copilot seat next to Natasha.

Loki leans towards you and in a hushed voice says, "Remember to stay calm, lille bjørn. You bested my brother and the captain. You will do well today."

You look up at him but his eyes have returned to his book. "Thanks," you tell him, feeling both stunned by his compliment and a bit more confident. He nods in response and you think you see a faint smile on his lips but he doesn't look up until Steve tells you both you will be landing in five minutes.

"We need to get to the computers they have in basement," Steve says as he catches his shield, spins and sends it flying down the hallway again.

Loki raises his hand and with a green glow, throws three Hydra soldiers into a wall, knocking them unconscious. "Y/N and I can hold them back while you and Widow retrieve the files," Loki offers as he sends two more soldiers flying towards you.

You roar in agreement as you turn your attention to the men Loki sent your way. You pin one to the ground and bite his shoulder before swiping the other across the chest with your claw.

"Sounds like a plan," Natasha says as she follows Steve to the door leading to the stairwell.

Loki creates two duplicates, each armed with daggers to block the path to the door. You turn then rear up on your hind legs and slam a soldier to the ground before he is able to take a shot at Loki.

"Nicely done, lille bjørn," he smiles before a duplicate throws a dagger at another Hydra soldier standing behind you.

Fifteen minutes later, Loki's radio crackles with static and he groans in annoyance as he tries to adjust it with one hand while sending a soldier into a wall with his other hand. "Repeat that captain," he says into the radio.

You lift your head to look towards Loki, your paws resting on the chest of the man pinned under you. More static comes through the radio and Loki looks at you with a shrug, his duplicates vanishing as the hallway seems to be empty. In an instant, you move off the soldier you have on the ground and charge towards Loki.

"What-" he tries to ask as you pass him, grabbing the soldier behind him by the neck and bringing him to the ground. You turn your head to look at Loki over your shoulder and he opens his mouth to speak but the radio crackles again.

"Loki-" Steve's voice can barely be heard over the static. "Run- detonated-"

"We can't understand you," Loki says, you can hear the concern in his voice as you walk towards him on all fours. You lift your head and sniff the air, drawing Loki's attention. "What's wrong Y/N?" he asks even though he's knows you can't answer him.

"You need to leave-" Steve's voice comes through clearer. "They detonated the self-destruction protocol! The stairwell is blocked-" the static returns. "Natasha and I-" he cuts out. "We're almost out but you need to leave!"

Your ears perk as a faint beeping grows steadily louder and you can no longer smell any approaching Hydra soldiers. You nudge Loki hard with your nose and force him to start moving, guiding him back the way you had entered the base. You can hear the count down clock but have no way of letting Loki know how little time is left. He runs next to you, relying on your sense of smell to track the multiple hallways you had followed to lead you this deep into the building.

You suddenly realize there isn't enough time for you to reach the exit, the building is going to come down around you both. You stop short in front of one of the containment labs and Loki nearly runs into you.

"Y/N, what are you doing?" he asks. You stand on your hind legs and push him into the room. He staggers backwards and catches his balance before he falls. "We need to-" you interrupt his words by slamming your paw into the control panel, causing the large metal door to slam shut.

A moment later the building shakes violently and you position yourself over Loki to protect him from falling debris. Alarms blare as the explosion rips through the base and you close your eyes. When you open them again, there is dust in the air and sparks fly from torn cables and wires in the ceiling. You quickly move yourself away from Loki and he looks at you in stunned silence.

Loki gets up, dusting himself off before he moves to the metal door. You slowly walk to a nearby wall and lay down on the ground to rest. He tries to open the door but between the broken control panel and the damage it sustained during the blast, it's no use. He sits next to you, his back against the wall as the radio sparks to life.

"You guys ok?!" Steve asks in a frantic voice.

"We are unharmed," Loki confirms then he looks at you. "Y/N found us somewhere to be protected from the blast but unfortunately we seem to be stuck."

You hang you head in exhaustion and listen to them talk.

"Nat called Tony and the rest of the team. They're on their way but it could be a few hours until we can get you out," Steve tells him. "Just hang tight."

Loki rolls his eyes and sets down the radio, keeping his eyes on you, he says, "Looks like we may be here a while."

You nod in agreement but barely move. You have never been in your bear form for this long before nor have you spent this long constantly fighting and running. You rest your head on your paws and close your eyes.

"Maybe you should become human again," he suggests. "Not that you are not wonderful company as a bear, but you are a bit easier to talk to when you can actually... well talk." He laughs lightly at the last part.

You lift your head to look at him but lower it again slowly. As much as you need to shift back to your human form, you are almost too tired to even think of the pain that awaits you. You know the longer you wait to shift, the worse the pain will be but you just want to sleep.

You finally give into him and push yourself up on all fours, walking away from him with your head hung low. He stays where he is, watching you closely. When you look over your shoulder he lowers his gaze to the floor but not before you see the concern in his eyes.

He is quiet for a moment and says, "I won't watch, if that is what is stopping you." You shake your head no and he sighs. "Do you not want to shift because of how torturous it seems?" You nod without looking at him, unsure how he figured it out when the rest of the team is still in the dark. "Y/N, you are clearly exhausted," he says, touching your fur gently. "You should shift back so you can rest. This form is taking a heavy toll on you."

You move as far from him as you can in the confined space. Closing your eyes, you begin to focus on your breathing, drawing in slow deep breaths as you start the excruciating process of shifting. Your bones feel as if they are breaking and splintering as they shrink to fit your smaller human form. Your muscles ache and cramp from overuse as your extraordinary strength fades away. A growl of pain escapes you as your joints crack and force your body into a more human-like position on your knees.

You curl up in a near fetal position as your body returns to its human form but your senses remain that of a bear. Covering your ears with your hands, you desperately try to block out the smallest sounds which are now amplified. The faint buzzing of the remaining overhead lights, the soft static of Loki's radio, the sparks from the frayed wires. Squeezing your eyes shut, you attempt to protect yourself from how bright the room suddenly seems even thought most of the lights are broken. The smell of smoke, sweat and blood fills your nose and you can do nothing to stop it. You cry out in pain, wishing it would end and all at once, it does.

You try to take a slow, deep breath and are surprised at how easily your lungs open to take in the air. Your heart rate slows and you push yourself into a seated position on the dust covered floor. The sounds and smells that overwhelmed you only seconds ago are gone and you immediately know why.

Loki kneels on the ground in front of you, his eyes locked on yours. A bright green glow emanates from his hands and surrounds you, easing your pain and calming your senses. "Is this helping?" he asks in a low voice and you nod, trying to hold back your tears.

"Why didn't you tell me or anyone else how excruciating this is for you?" he asks, his voice full of worry as he lowers his hands.

You answer quietly, "I can't." Loki is the first person you have allowed to see you shift in almost ten years and it makes you feel vulnerable. You try to stand, wanting to be alone but it's too soon after your shift and you lose your balance.

He catches you in his arms and helps you sit against the wall, your legs still shaking. He sets himself next to you and you lift your head as he waves his hand with another green flourish. "Eat, lille bjørn," he says gently as he hands you a protein bar and sets a bottle of water next to you.

You take a bite of the protein bar and realize it is the one you brought with you. Almost to yourself you say, "I left these on the jet."

"I took your bag," he says as your backpack appears next to him.

"Why?" you take another bite, too tired and hungry to be as annoyed as you want to be at the knowledge that he took your things.

He shifts, crossing his legs as he rubs his hands together, his eyes focused on them. "I knew you would need them. I saw you... in the gym after your final test," he admits and your heart plummets realizing what he saw.

"You saw me...?" you echo his words.

"I didn't mean to," he assures you quickly but it does little to ease your discomfort. You were embarrassed enough that he watched you shift when you knew he was here but for him to have seen you without you knowing was almost to much. He wipes away a tear as it runs down your cheek. "I'm sorry," he says but you don't respond. "I had forgotten something in the training room and when I saw you on the ground like that... I was afraid you were hurt in the fight, you seemed to be in so much pain."

"It wasn't from the fight," you say quietly but you know he already knows that.

"How can you continue to shift when it is so obviously painful for you?" he asks genuinely curious. You ignore his question and finish your bottle of water as he makes a second appear. "You should tell them how hard this is for you," he continues. "You know they would understand if you had to stop."

"No. I can't tell them," you argue quietly and he sighs. "I need to shift. It's hard to explain but... I have to prove that when I'm a bear I can protect my friends and keep the team safe. I have to show everyone that I'm not..." you pause and Loki shifts closer to you, his arm wraps around your shoulder as he gently pulls you towards him. "I need to prove I'm not a monster," you finish, looking down as you bring your knees to your chest.

"Who in this realm could possibly think someone as kind and protective as you could be anything close to a monster?" he asks, his voice laced with true shock. "And that is coming from someone who has quite a lot of experience with the term," he adds trying to ease the tension you feel.

You look up at him and he wipes away another tear. You close your eyes and rest your head against his chest for a moment while you gather your thoughts. He sits quietly, letting you take as much time as you need, his fingers slowly move up and down your arm.

Keeping your eyes closed, you lean into Loki's comforting touch and decide to tell him something you've only ever told one person almost 20 years ago. "The first time I shifted... I was ten," you tell him and he continues to hold you close as you open your eyes.

"My class went on a field trip to the zoo. I remember being so excited that morning," you tell him with a faint smile that fades as you continue. "We spent all day there... my mom even chaperoned," he shifts a bit so he can look at you curiously. "Sometimes parents would come to help the teacher keep track of all the students," you explain and he nods without a word.

"We got to the grizzly bear exhibit and..." you shake your head as the memories flood back. "I don't know how it happened, I didn't mean to but I somehow shifted. I remember pain, excruciating pain and then everyone was screaming. I tried to talk, to tell them it was just me but all I could do was growl. The other students in my class were terrified of me. Everyone was running from me, the students, the teacher, the other parents."

"What about your mother?" he asks.

"My mom..." you say slowly and Loki senses your hesitation. He waits patiently for you to continue, he places a gentle kiss on the top of your head and you look up at him, surprised by the gesture. He gives you a small smile but you can tell he seems worried about his question.

"My mom was so scared," you confirm his fears. "I tried to talk to her, I tried to ask her what was happening because I was scared too but it only came out as roars and growls. She kept moving away from me. I just wanted a hug..." you shake your head and begin to cry more freely. "I scratched her face with my claw when I reached for her then one of the zookeepers came running to... to protect her from me."

"Your mother left you there?" you can hear the anger in his voice.

Loki easily pulls you onto his lap and you turn your face so you can bury yourself against his chest. He rubs your back gently and you sit up after a moment, wiping your eyes. You look up at him and continue, needing to finish. "He shot me with a dart or something, I guess," you shrug. "I woke up a few hours later. It was dark outside and I was human again but I was trapped alone in a small cage. I screamed for I don't know how long but no one came."

You nod, "The next morning someone from Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters came to pick me up. I never saw my parents again after that. I swear never meant to hurt my mom or scare anyone... I was just so afraid and no one could understand me, no one wanted to help."

He hugs you close and you cling to him, "I'm so sorry my lille bjørn." He touches your cheek gently and lifts your head so you are looking at him. "I understand more than most your desire to not be seen as a monster but I want you to know I never saw you in that light. No one on the team could possibly think you are anything other than amazing and if they do, I will personally set them straight about the matter," he says and you feel a smile creep across your lips. He strokes your cheek and says, "I know it will be pointless to continue to plead with you to stop shifting..."

You nod in agreement and quickly sit up, "I can manage the pain. It only hurts for a little while I promise." He looks concerned still and you add, "Please don't tell the team."

"I know this is something you think you need to do," you nod again. "And I will not tell them under one condition," he says calmly. His fingers lift your chin so you are looking into his eyes. "You have to promise you will let me help you," he says.

"Like you did before?" you ask, referring to when he held back your pain after shifting.

You nods, "I can dull your pain and dampen your senses as you shift. You are too sweet and caring to experience something so horrific for simply trying to help others."

"My little bear," he says as his radio crackles and Steve announces the team will have you both out in half an hour.

You blush at his words but he doesn't let you hide your face as he asks, "Do we have a deal?"

"Its a deal," you laugh quietly.

He smiles and pulls you against his chest again, kissing your forehead lightly. You giggle and look up at him suddenly wishing he would kiss your lips. As if he heard your thoughts, his hand finds your cheek again and he gently brings his lips to yours. "My lille bjørn," he calls you as you rest with your arms around him.

"What does that mean?" you finally ask.

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[carcarcraziiv2]

aphelios and blood play??!!!!

Amazing, iconic, and PERFECT. ABSOLUTELY.

Here you go 💜

TW: Blood Play, minor injury?, sex, needles, there's a TON of mentions of blood obviously. ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK !

WORD COUNT: 1797

A/N- Imma be so fr I didn't proof read but i dont think there should be a TON of errors??!??? lol <3 IM SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT AND ILY FOR SENDING A REQUEST!

Aphelios is filthy.

He was always like this, at least on the inside.

The two of you got very comfortable together, feeling free to discuss anything and everything on your minds. One day however, something came to light that you hadn't known about Aphelios yet.

You and Phel had gone on a bit of an adventure in some local wooded areas. Mainly hiking and overall just having fun goofing about in the forest.

You had worn a low-cut shirt that day, a V-neck tank to keep cool in the summer heat. After a particularly entertaining minute of teasing your partner, he had given you a look that said, "you better run, because I'm going to tickle you to death in about two seconds."

You giggled as you evaded him, running through greenery and ducking every now and again to avoid trees as small branches and leaves whipped across your arms and chest.

Soon enough you had to stop, panting in place with a huge smile on your face, bracing for an onslaught. As Phel came to a stop before you, matching your goofy expression, he glanced down at your chest before hyper fixating on something he spotted there.

You creased your brow, looking down to notice a small trickle of blood seeping from a small cut under your collar bone, sinking down and under your tank.

"Oh," you had said, "I didn't even notice I was bleeding." For a moment you felt grateful, used to Phel's silent social ques for you to pay attention to something in particular.

You went to clean it off, but Aphelios suddenly reached up and gripped your wrist to stop you.

He licked his lips, eyes never leaving where they once were. To your surprise, he lent down and caressed the spot with his tongue. Your eyes went wide, even though his action had fireworks erupting in your belly. Only when he pulled away and looked at you with heated eyes did you dare a glance down, noticing he was hard.

"Oh," you said again. Apparently Aphelios had a blood kink.

After that, you two didn't discuss what had happened. You were thinking that Phel may have been ashamed, although he hadn't really done anything to appear that way. Why would he hide something that he enjoys? Especially something that sexually arouses him?

One day, after a particularly large amount of research and a continuous increase in your own interest in trying things out, you addressed the situation with him.

"Hey my love, I have a question," you had started, not looking away from the book you held in your hands until you completed your statement to look over at him. The two of you were sitting on the couch, both indulging in your own little hobbies as you relaxed together; you reading and Phel drawing in his sketchbook.

He tore his gaze away from his artwork, nodding at you to continue with your inquiry.

"Remember that day we went out hiking? I was thinking about what happened after you chased me," fiddling with the tips of the pages of your book, you trailed off as you watched his expression go from one of curiosity to realization, before he finally nodded. He flipped to a blank page in his notebook and wrote.

When I licked the blood off of your chest?

For a moment after he handed it to you, you saw his nostrils flare and pupils dilate.

Unbeknownst to you, even the thought shrilled him. He thought about it a lot; how you tasted, the color of your life source seeping from your skin, the way the flush on your cheeks matched the tone of the blood that he had just consumed from your body.

"Yeah... I was wondering... would you want to try something with me?"

Phel looked at you with a surprised expression, noting your nervous stature. He gently took the sketchbook back from you and wrote again.

You want to try something, like blood play? I don't want you to do something you're not comfortable with just for the sake of me. Either way, I don't want to hurt you.

He handed it back to you once more, and you nodded as you read, silently giving him the confirmation he was looking for.

"First of all, I would hope you would know by now I am not opposed to a little pain during sex. Plus, I bought some things to help us, if you're comfortable. But of course, we need to do some sanitizing and whatnot," You gulped, standing and heading for an unopened amazon package left on the counter. The night prior, you had seen that people recommended both needles, or if you really want something more knifelike, a scalpel. Of course you ordered both, you wanted to have options. "Have you ever done this with anyone before, Phel?"

He shook his head, watching you strut back over with the two small boxes in your hand.

After some time and some communicating, the two of you found your flow. The easiest and most sensual ways to draw blood, and how to incorporate it during sex.

Phel loved watching it seeping from its source, using the needles. Your blood sucking up into the tube aroused his thoughts to how beautiful your skin would look covered in the same dark red substance- so that's what he did.

Spread out on the bed, towels soft under your bare skin, Phel sat on his knees between your legs.

You shivered as you gazed at his toned body, he lifted the vial he held and uncapped it with his teeth. The popping sound of the lid caused you to jump slightly.

The sight was nearly vampiric as a splash of the liquid inside jumped up onto his lip, dripping slowly down his chin.

He glanced at you a moment, asking for permission. His constant appreciation for your consent even this long into your relationship never ceased to thrill you. It made the throbbing desire in your body burn even brighter as you gave him a silent nod in approval.

He leant down briefly to kiss you, easing your mouth open with his tongue. This was so taboo to you, tasting your own blood on his lips that you couldn't help but whimper into his mouth. When he pulled away and saw the smudge on your lips, his pupils dilated, his breathing became heavier and without a moment's notice he poured the empty vial over your naked chest.

His gaze followed seemingly every direction it fell. You squirmed as the liquid tickled your skin during its descent. His veined hand reached forward, caressing the sides of your stomach and smearing your blood over your skin.

Again, you squirmed beneath him, and his eyes shot up to your before he dived down to kiss you once more. Kissing down your neck, you leant your head to the side to allow him more access, breathlessly moaning his name as he went. His hands trailed all up and down your body, and you could feel his hips move in desperation as he swiped over all the wet spots.

He shamelessly moved down your body with his lips and tongue, licking long strips along your skin while looking at you through thick lashes. His pink eyes spoke all the words he wanted to say to you in that moment.

You are extraordinary.

Look at you, being so perfect for me.

My dream partner.

You are my moon and my stars.

He reached the precipice of your thighs, and kissed down until you could feel his breath cooling your warm front. you couldn't help but adjust yourself slightly embarrassed at his long stare. He looked back up at you, and the most feline Chesire grin spread across his lips.

"Please, Phel..." you murmured, your hands tangling into his soft blue hair and moving it out of his eyes.

My good fucking b/g he thought, as he dived down to pleasure you.

You writhed beneath him, stars clouding your vision as he used his hand and tongue to feast on you.

Once you tugged on his hair, you craved for more, pulling him off of you. He couldn't help it, as he trailed his eyes over your red skin he tore off his boxers, revealing his hard veiny length. The tip was flush red, and a drip of pre fell from the slit.

You nearly drooled with how salivated you became looking upon him.

Aphelios smirked to himself, knowing your fucked out look was only going to get more relevant once he inserted himself in you. He was feeling so feral, keen on getting your blood smeared on his skin as well. He wanted to wear it all night, although he knew you would make him shower after this.

He slowly began pushing his dick into your entrance, catching you off guard in your daze.

"Fu-fuck Phel!", your back arched off of the bed, and he let out a deep breath and shook his head slightly as if to calm himself as he watched your hole suck him in.

He began rocking slowly at first, using one hand to trail down your body and the other to play with your front. You were overwhelmed with pleasure, and when you adjusted to grab your chest and stomach in your ecstasy, Aphelios lost it when he saw your blood cover your hands.

He pumped into your relentlessly then, shamelessly, letting out grunts and whimpers into the sex ridden air. You couldn't keep quiet either as he gripped your thighs and pulled you impossibly closer to him.

Feeling the cusp of your orgasm, you gripped the towels beside you in your fists and leant up on your elbows. Biting your lip, you dared a glance down to see the base of his cock as he rammed into you.

Eyes rolling back, you caught sight of the sweat dyed pink trailing down Phel's chest and you fell to pieces. Coming undone, your muscles pulsed around him, and he thrust hard a few times until he let out a long jagged breath, his release hitting him hard.

He pulled out of you slowly, allowing you time to adjust and him to feel the last pings of pleasure as your hole tried to keep him inside.

"God damn, I have never seen you that riled up before my love," you panted as he fell to your side, laying on his back. He glanced at you and rested his hand on his chest smirking. He couldn't keep his eyes off of all the smears, and although you thought it was hot your first thought was to get this man clean.

"Shower time?" you smiled shyly, and he rolled his eyes, pouting. He shook his head no and you arched a brow.

Silly how a man who just took you like an animal can go from that to pouting within an instant.

[writing-whump]

Hi, Sol! ^^ I don't want to hurry you or anything, we have enough stories to reread and enjoy in the meantime c: But since you wrote that you are planning the bigger and more serious heart episode for Isaiah (I have impression they are successively getting worse already😭), the perspective lives rent free in my head and I'm simply wondering, when could we expect it? Or maybe there are many things yet, that should happen before. 🥺

I'm only asking for a little sneak-peek of your plans. 😉

A. 🐾

Hi A.!

It's so cool to hear about the interest in the heart episode that's coming up! Been squealing quite long when reading this ask 🥰

Tbh the last three chapters were quite angsty about the reveal. I have been hoping to write a little conclusion to that with Hector taking Arnie to Isaiah for breakfast, but the whole thing is giving me trouble running smoothly 😅. I'm not sure how it should go LOL.

Glad you noticed the heart episodes are def getting worse 👀

The heart episode that lands Isaiah in a hospital will be quite serious and will take a few, maybe even 10 chapters of heavy influence of anything that will happen with everyone else. So I'm saving that up for its own recovery arc.

Until then I was thinking of doing a 10 chapter arc of other things the Sonder pack gets to do before Isaiah is out of commission.

The current tentative plan is:

Breakfast scene with Arnie and Hector visiting Isaiah

Matthew accused at school by a scared teacher + Isaiah coming to his defense + in need of emotional comfort (ask)

Wolf event where Seline picks a fight with a few witches and Isaiah defends her from wolves they sent at her in turn (some Isaiah power show off lol 2x asks)

Fallout of that with Matt and Sel having seen Isaiah's executioner style

Isaiah meeting Seline's parents (overeating cause he can't say no)

Hector helping Arnie with driving lessons

Seline with some sugar low freaking out Matt

Isaiah's collapse hitting out of nowhere (60. Chapter)

This plan is subject to change depending on what hits me and what kind of asks and requests come my way (always feel free to send them!! 😉).

[localceilingdevil]

buggie • any pronouns • artist + animator • multifandom

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oc content (inactive woops)

currently obsessing over ocs

hey!! just someone online happy to share whatever I draw. that's all! thank you for stopping by :]

some fandoms I'm into would include rainworld, sky: children of the light, chainsaw man, genshin impact, omori, and especially zelda!!

inbox is always open and welcome to everyone. feel free to ask questions or send me silly stuff!! (doodle requests OK!!)

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RAINWORLD ●●○|○○

#guts - NOT MONK!! this is the silly yellow dude i like to draw every now and then. he is his own slugcat!

#twobits - little blue dot slugcat that is normally drawn with his red lizard friend named doom

#risk - guts' brother. white with a little spot on his right eye. throws hands with lizards on the daily and is littered with scars

iterators

#six myths (sm) - the orange iterator with a leaf cape running around my blog sometimes [she/they]

#hope among the winds (hatw) - purple iterator. she makes masks and is super sweet [she/her]

#flare of shards (fos) - flare!! red guy. hotheaded. anger issues :] [he/him]

#fields vast and fruitful (fvaf) - FIELDS. FIELDSSS. green iterator. he gives off chill gamer dude vibes i love him so much. [he/him]

#boundless prosperity (bp) - purple iterator with star-themed EVERYTHING. [she/they]

#buggies rainworld oc rambles - planning to use this tag in the future to rant about rainworld lore that i have for my iterators and slugcats. probably in the form of simple comics :]

◇ SKY CHILDREN OF THE LIGHT

#meteorite (he/him) - goofy hat guy with a bird. sometimes can be seen rocking a scar and earrings

#asteroid (she/they) - sibling of meteorite. they too have a scar on their eye and can be seen wearing their hair down. uses a sickle

#darkstone (he/him) - beloved guide of eden! gratitude mask and antlers. firework staff

#lune (he/him) - brother of darkstone. another guide :] gratitude fox mask and glasses over said mask.

#starlight (she/her) - sister of darkstone. also a guide ! she wears the weasel mask and cute shoes with socks

#whale (they/them) - forest elder hair and fabric covering nose and mouth. very bulky

#eel (they/them) - top dog of the valley racers. braids. sometimes wears gold tusk earrings

#fire (he/him) - also a beloved valley racer. flight hair and tufted sideburns. ultimate gift flight feathers and abyss military cape

#monowing (they/any) - valley racer. moth hair, earmuffs, scarf and a snowboard. owl cape

#north (he/him) - not necessarily a racer but he's friends with them. long silky hair and earrings. paints on his cheeks with glue and glitter.

#branch (she/her) - little gal. two braids and withered horns. leaf cape

#bird (he/him) - little dude! emo hair swept over one eye and juggler cape and pants. carries a guitar with him

#buggies skycotl oc rambles - self explanatory lol. I'm very passionate about them so who knows, maybe I'll start talking about them more in the future

#buggie's coliseum junk - coliseum is an original storyline filled with my non-fandom characters. a hobby!!! and the subject of many many years of fixation

[frapppee]

stuck on you | pt. 1

an austin!elvis fanfiction

rating: (PG)

hey, guys! i just wanted to say thank you for all of the support you've given me to write this fanfiction! you guys are absolutely amazing, so to pay you back, here is my first fic on the blog!

i was a little nervous before posting this, and to be honest, i still am!

i'm just very happy that i could finally finish some of it lol. so many things happened to me while i was writing this, and if it weren't for you guys' encouragement, i probably would've just gave up 😅

anyway, i hope you guys enjoy my fic! i love you all so much!! muah muah muah!!! <3

(request: my request is the reader and elvis just started dating and she goes to one of his concerts and she's just so proud and thinks he just looks so hot! and maybe after the concert is finished she runs backstage for him and he lifts her up and kisses her and stuff! thank you so much!! - @smckinney)

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stuck on you | pt. 1

rating: (PG)

When you and Elvis started dating, you were always drunk in his presence, immersed in his black pupils, and couldn't help but consume more of him. His eyes were like summer pools, simultaneously cooling and exhilarating the body during even the most sinister or thrilling times. Elvis takes you right over the edge and keeps you on your tiptoes, making you dependent on his watchful eye. You thought that when you were away from him, his effect would wear off, but there was nothing that could shake him. Elvis had claimed you.

He was forever stuck on you, and Elvis confirmed it with this performance.

Elvis lifts his head upon the audience. His darkened lids twitch, and his chest rises and falls in short, rapid breaths. He whirls around, lets his pink-and-black blazer billow behind him, and strums his guitar, drawing nearer to the pleading women in front of him. With round eyes, you gape at Elvis's hips as every sway and ripple of his flowy, pink harem pants gradually sends you to an otherworldly high. With each of his hip thrusts, you feel jolts of pleasure between your thighs, pulling you into a forever-lasting pit of ecstasy. Elvis directs his attention into your crazed irises and flashes a coy grin at you, your eyes immediately transitioning onto his face when you feel his gaze. You rise from your seat, pry through the crowd of horny and stimulated women like yourself, and reach over the very edge of the platform from where Elvis stands. 

He kneels down and extends his hand toward you. You feel your cheeks rise and burn and your chest heaving with delirium as you reach to touch his hand. Your heart pounds with such force that you instinctively put your hand over it to keep it from jumping out of your chest cavity. At that moment, you had almost forgotten about the women surrounding you until one of them pushed you away from the crowd. You curse at the woman, smooth down your skirt, and watch them ignorantly pull at Elvis's sleeve. By the look on his face, he must've forgotten about the women, too, and immediately pulled himself away.

After that, he and his band were lost backstage, leaving only his blazer to be taken away by a bunch of squawking females. You run out of the auditorium before anyone else could and let the cool evening air chill your spine. Your body loosens with every step, your shoulders low and free of the overwhelming tightness you had in the auditorium. 

However, you were still emotionally bombarded with numerous feelings you couldn't list. Everything went by so fast, and you were a little upset that you couldn't watch more of Elvis's performance. You were also mad at that woman who pulled you away from Elvis, but you knew you'd probably do the same, so you brushed it off for the time being. You instead thought about how proud you were of Elvis for his first performance in a long time. He absolutely killed it on that stage, and you were astounded throughout it all. Elvis's hips, voice, expressions, the playful looks he gave-- it was all so sexually arousing. 

You start walking toward the back of the auditorium, where multiple cars had been parked hours before the show had begun. You expected Elvis to be outside, but only his band members were in sight. You walk past them, and moments afterward, you hear a gathering of girls giggling on the opposite side of the building. You suspected they were coming over to find Elvis, just like you were, so you mumbled a quiet string of swears before booking it into an alleyway.

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thanks for reading!! i've already started with the next part already, so if this part was too short for you, there is no need to worry! the next one will be out much sooner. i hope you guys enjoyed!

if there are any grammatical or spelling mistakes, please inform me and specify where they are! thank you!

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tags: @smckinney @obetrolncocktails @butlersbitxh @rxtrovillans @austin-butlers-gf @stargiirl27

[good-beans]

Good-beans presents:

🎁 A Bean-cret Santa (3!) ⛄️

A fanart secret santa open to any kind of art medium, any skill level. Drawing, crafting, collages, edits, moodboards -- whatever your specialty is, go for it! The goal is to have fun and create for some new characters/ocs you wouldn't have before. It was a big success last year, I'm excited to run it again :D

You can enter until November 15, I'll keep this post pinned on the @beancret-santa blog for reference. I'll send out art assignments That following weekend. Specifics under the cut

To submit, send me an ask or dm saying you want to participate and request a character to receive as your gift. You can send those here or to the dedicated blog. I'll likely send a dm in reply just to confirm I received it. There are three options for anonymity:

1) If not otherwise specified, I'll give your username to your gifter so they can reach you when it's time to post gifts.

2) You can remain anonymous to everyone else -- just let me know when you send your request. At the end, send me your finished product and I'll post them for you, keeping your ID a secret the entire process. I'll also make sure you see your gift!

3) You can be 100% anonymous, and send this blog an anon ask with your request + some kind of unique identifier (fake name, code word, emoji) and I'll make a public post assigning gifts to each fake name so you can see what you'll be creating. The only issue I need to work out is how to post completed gifts, as you can't send images anonymously... I'll work on that and get back to you...

Any character is welcome to request, including ocs, book/podcast characters without official images, celebrities, popular characters but you're picky about something, etc! If they aren't easily searchable on the internet, try to send pictures or text descriptions for your secret santa to work with. Gifts will only be art of any kind (not writing) so that people can try their hand at new characters and fandoms without any prior knowledge.

You're free to request multiple characters as options to choose from, ships, or groups of characters, but your secret santa is only responsible for drawing one.

I'll officially close submissions on Nov 15. Assignments should be ready within the next few days.

Gifts will be posted on Jan 1. If you think you'll be a few days late, that's fine, just give me a heads up and your receiver will be patient :) If you realize you can't or don't want to participate anymore, that's also fine -- just let me know as soon as you know so I can reassign the gift lol

No nsfw work please. I have nothing against it normally, it can just get sticky especially if things are anonymous and I can't be sure people are 18+

Let me know in your submission if there are any triggers or squicks you're afraid may appear in your gift. No need to give me any personal info, just things that you believe have a possibility of appearing given the character/media you requested, and you don't want.

I will be using a digital randomizer to assign these -- I'll know who has who so that I can facilitate, but I won't have a hand in any of the assignments. (The only thing I will change is making sure there are no repeat pair-ups from last year if you participated before 👍)

The tag I'll be using to post/find gifts when the time comes is #beancret santa as well as putting them on the official blog.

Feel free to reach out if there are any other questions -- this is supposed to be pretty laid back and low stress 😎👍 I hope everyone has a good time! :D

[microwave-imagines]

hii honey! can i request some soft Ran stuff? i'm going through a lot rn and i just need him to pamper me lol.(you can do it in HC or scenario, feel free to do whatever you want. I'm ok with anything). have a nice day <3

I hope whatever ur going through gets easier! Ily! Here's some ran hcs for u.

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This man will pull you into his lap

It doesn't matter where you are, you will end up in his lap with his fingers running over ur hair.

He tells you he loves you at least six times a day, and that's on the low end.

He's interrupted meetings before to call you.

"Ran, aren't you working?"

"Yeah, but I love you, you know that right?"

"Yes, please go back to work baby."

He brings home your favorite snacks, and knows how you like your preferred morning drink.

Sends you photos of dogs he see's during his day.

You came home one time to every pillow, blanket, and cushion on your living room floor in the biggest blanket fort you'd ever seen.

He never explained why he did it for you, but it's because you seemed sad when he called you earlier in the day and thought it would cheer you up.

Now it's a tradition. Sad people get the pillow fort.

Forehead kisses, he loves em.

Leave lipstick marks on his face and he'll be grinning like an idiot for hours.

Got you matching sweaters once, he wears that shit every chance he gets even if Rindou makes fun of him for it.

He brings you flowers just because.

He makes the best tea, it's canon, the author told me himself.

Ran loves u lots

[jungwonenthusiast]

AHHH omg these prompts are really good, I sent in a request for Jungwoo literally one minute ago, but Yuta is testing me🙏 May I possibly request Yuta saying 12 + 1 + 16?😭 I'm imaging a whole video call situation going on, leading up to mutual masturbation🤤 Please feel free to choose only the Jungwoo request or only this one! I'll be perfectly content with any, thank you to the moon and back🥺✨

hi!! tysm for ur request! sorry that this ended up being so long lol but i hope u enjoy it <3

You haven’t seen Yuta in what feels like years but it’s only been two months. You were doing okay for the first few weeks but lately anytime you see a picture of him or hear his voice you start to feel tingly all over. There've been so many instances of you laying in bed late at night, contemplating calling him and telling him how needy you’ve been but you always get too embarrassed to try. But tonight was the last straw. The music video for “gimme gimme” just came out and you’re laying under your duvet watching it. You smile, feeling so proud of your friends and loving how gorgeous they all looked in the video. But of course, Yuta catches your eye. His hair is dark, dark blue and hanging over his forehead. He looks fucking incredible in that white button down and harness. You rewind all of his scenes at least three time, feeling only a little but embarrassed every time you do. After fangirling a bit on how handsome your boyfriend is, you text all of the members to congratulate them. Then you call Yuta, you figure it’d be a bit rude to just text him. Plus it wouldn't hurt to see his pretty face while you're at it.

“Hi my love,” he greets you warmly and you smile. He’s sitting at his desk. His voice is a little gravelly and his hair is floppy, had woken up a little bit ago?

“Hi, the video was incredible.” you say, sitting up in your bed.

“I know right,” he says and you chuckle. “what have you been up to?”

“Missing you,” you sigh.

“I know darling,” he says, he looks so good right now. “I’ll see you soon though, only two more weeks.”

“I don’t think I can last.” you pout.

“I promise you can.” he assures you.

“I miss you,” you start and once you do, you can’t stop. “I miss you voice and your kisses and your hugs and your everything.”

“I wish I could crawl through my phone to be with you.” he says and you smile.

“We’re so corny,” you scrunch your nose and he laughs.

“We are.” he sighs and stretches, dropping his neck back, revealing smooth skin and his adam’s apple. A small moan comes out of his mouth and you blush, squeezing your thighs against each other.

“Are you alone?” you ask him quietly.

“Yeah,” he cocks and eyebrow. “why?”

“Nothing.” you try to cover for yourself but he sees right through you.

“No why?” he crosses his arms.

“Nothing,” you look away, how does he still manage to make you nervous over the phone. “I was just curious.”

“You know you’re a bad liar y/n.” he says. “Did you have a secret to tell me or something?”

The way he’s testing you is getting you hot. “No.”

“Oh come on,” he smiles. “you don’t ever have to hide anything from me, you know that right?”

“Yeah,” you admit, squeezing at your covers.

“Now what is it that you need?” he asks.

“You.” you say bluntly.

"Well, here I am." he says, playing dumb.

You know what you need to say, you're just embarrassed.

You swallow your pride. "I miss you. I need you to help me cum."

"There you go," he says. "did you call me just to get off on my voice?"

You cover your face with your hands, blushing. "Maybe."

"Naughty," he tsks. "Show me how much you miss me angel."

You look up at him with a questioning look on your face. “What do you mean?”

“You know what I mean,” he taunts you and you can already feel how wet you’re getting. “put me out of my misery and spread those legs for me.”

You comply, eager for relief. You’re only wearing underwear beneath your hoodie, so it doesn’t take much effort to reveal yourself.

“Fuck.” he says under his breath. “You’re so wet. All from thinking about me?”

You nod pathetically, squirming under his piercing stare.

“What have you been thinking about sweetheart?” he says while unbuckling his belt. The sight makes your mouth water. “Tell me all about your fantasies.”

You know it’s better just to answer than to get all shy again. “I think about you touching me, fingering me...” your voice falls short.

“Mhm? What else?” he says. You can see his arm moving.

“Tasting me, fucking me,” your thighs start to shut at the thought of all of this.

“Keep your legs spread.” he says sternly and you listen.

You keep gripping at your hips, trying to resist touching yourself until he says so.

“Do you want to touch yourself?” he asks and you nod eagerly. He smiles. “Go ahead doll, show me how you like it.”

Your fingers trail down to your dripping pussy, collecting the slick on your fingers before rubbing your clit. A moan of relief escapes your mouth.

“Fuck,” he curses. “that pussy looks so good.”

“Can I go faster?” you ask him and he nods. You pick up the pace. Your sounds are starting to get loud.

“You sound so pretty darling,” Yuta says, infatuated with you. “Finger yourself for me.”

You push one finger in and give yourself a few pumps before adding another.

“Atta girl.” he says. “Imagine those fingers are mine, fucking you just right, hitting that spot.”

You whimper and roll your hips against your hand.

“Do that again.” he says, his eyes dark and full of lust.

You roll your hips again and your fingers brush against your gspot.

“Fuck yes,” you moan.

Yuta leans back in his chair, displaying himself stroking his cock nice and slow.

You whimper at the sight.

He smirks. “Do you miss how hard I fuck you? How deep I fuck that pretty pussy?”

You nod, your eyes rolling back from imagining his every word.

“Get your vibrator out.” he orders and you listen, pulling the toy out from your nightstand. “Put in on low and just run it down your body,” he says “down your stomach, down your thighs, around your pussy.”

You writhe on your bed, not able to handle the teasing.

“Where do you want it angel?” he asks. His shirt is hiked up now and you can see his slim torso.

“On my clit.” you say. You want it so bad it almost hurts.

“Go ahead.” he says and you finally put it where you need it most. You let out a sultry whine. “That feels good doesn’t it?”

“Yeah,” you look at him through your lashes.

“Turn it higher,” he says and you click to toy into the next level. “don’t stop finger fucking yourself.”

Everything feels so good it nearly brings tears to your eyes. Your fingers going in and out of your pussy, the vibrator on your clit.

“I’m close Yuta.” you manage to say.

He’s pushed back his hair now and his head is occasionally falling back in pleasure. The view feels so crude but so good.

“I bet you are,” he says. “cum for me then.”

Your fingers start to pump faster, curling just the perfect amount.

“Come on,” he says. “I know you can do it. Be a good girl for me.”

His words send you over the edge. You let out a long whine in complete ecstasy, your pussy pulsing from all of the pleasure.

“Fuck,” he growls, his eyes focused on your gorgeous figure. “That’s my girl.” he says.

You finally come down from your high, breathing heavily.

“That felt good huh?” he says while taking his cum stained shirt off.

“Yeah,” you say. “I need you to come back.”

“I know,” he nods. “I’ll make all of the wait worth it.”

[turbulentt]

Ridin'

genre: smut | jaemin x fem!reader

word count: +1.7k

warnings: explicit content, dirty talk, degradation, name-calling, oral (female receiving), fingering, orgasm denial, riding, power play, unprotected sex (play it safe kids)

summary: jaemin is your best friend and fuck buddy, you both act like you’re powerful tops but in the end you’re desperate for each other’s touch.

author’s notes: it’s sort of a special for the comeback lol

"Jaemin…" you whisper as your fingers trail the hard desk material. "What?" he doesn't even spare a look. You scoff at his unbelievable attitude and start pulling off your top, action he doesn't seem to notice.

"Jaemin," you call again, this time with a more stiff tone, demanding attention. "Wha-" he chokes on his own rudeness as his head turns to you "Fuck… stop"

You smirk amused. Jaemin seems lost on your skin as his eyes eat you up on sight. 

"But I haven't done anything…" you chant playfully turning his chair to you, purposely bending down so your breasts are at the same level as his hungry eyes "...yet."

His hands recklessly grab your hips and with one rough pull, you're sitting in his lap. You smile victoriously and adjust yourself in his lap, accidentally brushing your dripping core against his obvious bulge.

"What the..." he curiously lifts up your skirt and looks up at your face again "You must be fucking kidding me. You’re already this wet? Are you that desperate to be fucked?" 

His words make heat rise up your entire body and a whimper falls from your lips. 

"I’ll take that as a yes, you slut." your eyes widen at the name and Jaemin throws his head back laughing. Annoyed at his cockyness you try smacking his chest but he skillfully grabs your wrist. "Don't even try to hide it." he pulls you closer and attaches his lips to your ear "You say a lot of interesting stuff when you're drunk."

You turn your head to the side avoiding his gaze and he laughs once again. Here he is, the cocky bastard Jaemin you don't usually get to see often.

"Now you're shy?" he teases "Can't be a brat anymore, uh?"

You shut him up with a rough, desperate kiss that he, immediately, takes control of. Seems like dominant rough Jaemin is as desperate as you. With one slick movement, he picks you up slamming you on his desk. His lips part from yours suddenly leaving you breathless, only connecting the two of you by a strand of saliva, that Jaemin has to admit to be extremely sexy, even more with your plummed rosy lips half-open. All of this because of him.

"I'm giving you what you want. Aren't you happy?" a smirk forms on your lips and you nod "You fucking slut."

He forcefully leads you to sit on the edge of the desk and kneels down. You watch carefully all his movements and heat rises on your cheeks when he pokes his head under your skirt. 

"Jaemin…" you moan out lowly feeling his hot breath hitching your pussy. "Just stay still," he whispers while teasingly running a finger between your folds. You squirm and hold yourself up with trembling arms. 

Jaemin's tongue carefully roams your slit, drawing raspy moans from you, his hands resting on your thighs making sure they're wide open for him. Your hips buck forward when the tip of his tongue meets your clit and a shiver runs up your spine. 

"You're squirming so much. How pathetic," he says as his fingers grip your skin harder. "Stop… saying those things," you ask breathlessly. "Oh, but i recall you telling me how much you were into degradation." he leaves a long slow lick along your pussy before looking up. You stay quiet, childishly avoiding his gaze. 

"Nothing to say?" he chuckles "I don't need you to tell me it's true. I can tell by the way you're spread open for me right now."

You bite your lip containing a moan and Jaemin smirks, once again. He knows that by now his words have turned you on to the point you're soaking wet.

Hungrily, Jaemin decides to finally eat you out properly, he couldn't be patient anymore, not with your sweet scent intoxicating him. A loud moan exits your lips as you feel his tongue playing with your aching clit. With a shaky hand, you lift your skirt up allowing Jaemin to look at you while making you feel good. 

Curses fall from your lips as you feel two of his fingers sliding inside of you. Jaemin happily chants lows hums sending vibrations to your clit, making you slowly buck your hips almost riding his face.

His fingers start working faster, curling up, touching and teasing inside you. You let your head fall back, overwhelmed by the sensitivity his tongue and fingers cause you. 

"Jaem… one m-more…" you plea helplessly "One more finger…"

Jaemin chuckles at your request, the even stronger vibrations from the sound making you feel closer to release. Immediately, he takes his fingers away from you only to slam them back in, now with a third one. 

Your arms give in and you fall back completely on his desk, carelessly throwing some materials to the ground. His fingers thrust deeper and rougher inside you and your legs shake frantically as you feel yourself draw closer by the second.

"I’m gonna… g-gonna cum." you moan out. Your hips buck faster against Jaemin's smirky expression. When you start to shake helplessly, seconds away from cumming, Jaemin backs away from you.

"Oh for fuck's sake." you almost scream in frustration. You decide to finish it and lower your hand to touch yourself but Jaemin quickly gets hold of both your wrists and smiles at you viciously. 

"You deserve it. For being such a whore," he whispers next to your ear.

You look at him in shock, after all the times you two have had sex, Jaemin had never denied you an orgasm. He just liked to hear you scream his name too much. He must be very proud of himself by seeing you frustrated like this.

Your eyes meet his’ and you can even feel the cockyness in his gaze. Done with his attitude you free yourself from his grip and hop off the desk. Jaemin looks at you curiously, thinking to himself that you might be so angry that you’re leaving. No. Suddenly, you smash your hands against his chest making him fall back, directly onto the bed. He holds himself by his elbows and looks at you clueless.

“This is what whores do.” you smile innocently and slowly sit on his lap. “Let me at least take my clothes off.” he chuckles but you don’t let him out so easily.

Grabbing his wrists above his head and straddling his lap so he can’t leave, you just lean to kiss his cheek. 

His eyes widen as you start moving your hips, slow, strong movements that make him whimper by the pain his cock is feeling. Your lips meet his neck and desperately you start marking him all over, leaving kisses on top of every mark.

“F-fuck… you slut,” his moans are raspy, dragging out of his throat as he throws his head back in pleasure and frustration. “What is it, baby?” you mock him “Do you need something from this slut?” 

“D-don’t tease,” he bucks his hips up making you gasp “You know exactly what I need, and you’ll give it to me.”

You chuckle at his attempt to take power on the situation and bounce on his clothed cock making him let out a loud raspy moan. Satisfied with his reaction you start riding his lap as if you were riding his cock. You had never heard Jaemin whimper so much in his life, but it surely was the sexiest thing you have ever had the opportunity of experiencing.

Stopping for a brief moment you looked down at his sweatpants and there was an obvious wet spot. You giggle and Jaemin follows your eyes, groaning flustered at himself.

“And I’m the pathetic one?” you let go of his hands only to start palming him over his clothes “You’re so cute.”

“Are you going to ride me or not?” he hisses at you and grabs your hips harshly, probably intending to leave marks. “Ask nicely.” you smile cocky at him, making him have a taste of his own medicine. Jaemin hates being dominated, but so do you. “Ride. Me,” he says firmly. 

You shake your head reprehensively and bounce hard on his lap again. He opens his mouth but nothing comes out of him. Yet you can see a small tear slide down his eye.

“Try again,” you say and bounce once again. “Fuck! Please-” he almost screams, digging his fingers into your skin “Fucking ride me!”

Satisfied, you get off of his lap and help him get rid of his pants and underwear, taking yours right after too. You don’t waste another minute going back to his lap and positioning yourself on the tip of his cock, teasing slightly before fitting it into your pussy slowly. Both of you are a moaning mess and his cock fills you up completely. 

“Fuck-” Jaemin bucks his hips up unconsciously making you tremble on his lap “Are you cumming already?”

“I’ll only cum when you do,” you whisper, a smile upon your lips and he pulls you to him for a kiss.

A rough needy kiss that has you whimpering on his lips. You finally start riding him properly and the wet sounds caused by both of your wetness make Jaemin groan in satisfaction. 

In a steady rhythm, he thrusts his hips up as you throw yours down. Both of your moans falling into each others mouths as you kiss, again and again, feeling closer to climax. 

“Fuck, fuck, fu-” curses fall from his lips and you already know what’s coming “I’m gonna cum..”

“M-Me too... g’nna cum too-” you shake on top off him, holding yourself up by putting your hands on his chest. Your hips move furiously in search of release and your climax finally arrives when Jaemin moves one of his hands to rub circles on your clit with his thumb.

You fall on top of Jaemin as you cum yet he keeps thrusting hard, making you shiver from the overstimulation.

“Thought you were going to cum with me,” he says playfully. You gather some strengths to move your lips next to his ear and whisper in a fucked out voice.

“Shut up… and cum already.”

Placing your hips down on him and slamming into you deeply Jaemin releases all of his cum inside you and you gasp feeling yourself being filled up with his fluids.

“You should tease me more often,” he says lowly as his hands caress your hair lovingly “Now, let’s take a shower. We’re too sticky.”

[mannatea]

*1) did you read the end of AoT, or hear about it? Has your opinion about aot changed during those years? now that it's all over I can definitely say that I'm disappointed and deeply hurt (especially with the death of my babies sasha and hange) although for some reasons different from yours. I understand if you don't want to talk about aot anymore, but the thing is,

Hi, hello, thanks for sending this almost out of nowhere. I really appreciate it! (Like, genuinely. That isn't sarcasm.)

I do recall that post I wrote about characterization, because I believe I also had a request to do one for Hange (which I think I did? I feel like there was a hideous artwork I did to go with it and I remember that way more than the post). I can't believe how long ago that was LOL!

I'll hit on a couple of points, or try to. I'm super flattered that you'd come to me for characterization help/advice... FeelsGoodMan. I mean, I'm kind of a washed up ol' fanfic writer now (blows the dust off of my works) but the one thing I've always tried to do is write right by the characters. They are the reason people are clicking on your story, after all; you'd best write them right.

(I fully acknowledge that I was not always successful in this endeavor. Of all the levihan works I put out into the world, the picky picky new me would probably chuck about half of them in the landfill for being OOC.)

I did not catch up fully on the series, though I do still follow a couple of people who read to the end so I have a kind-of moderate understanding of what happened (props to them, by the way; you are stronger and braver than me).

I think I've made peace with the series going a direction I had not anticipated and did not like. At least...to an extent. I'm sure with the right people I could spew endless rants into the air, but the reality is this: sometimes things evolve and change in a way that you, the audience, either:

1. Are not happy with.

2. Do Not Like.

3. Are disgusted/revolted/angered/saddened by.

These are three separate points because honestly, I think if the degree of unhappiness with a direction your favorite series takes is low, or even at the Definitely Don't Like That point, you're not likely to drop the thing, especially not cold turkey.

However, if that direction makes you feel a strong negative emotion, and makes you feel it for long enough—because the shift has a lasting impact for whatever reason—you may find it's in your best interest to, uh...part ways.

And when I say this, I don't just mean This Series! The same issue is taking place in my current fandom as well, to the point where I even made a post talking about it—about how hard it is to feel those sorts of disappointments, rage, fear... I know it sounds silly but when you write fanfiction, draw art, engage in a fandom by making friends or interacting with fanworks...you emotionally invest yourself in it. That makes it hard to let go, but sometimes you do have to ask yourself: should I, though?

That full post is for another day or maybe never (idk, if anyone wants to read that hit me up), but I let go of SnK. It started out interesting but before the timeskip they'd already lost me. It ended up becoming a series that was not meant for me. I've accepted it! And when I've kind of low-key paid attention to what was going on in the series (because even though I dropped it, I still wanted to know how it ended; I mean sure I'm nosy af, but I didn't invest myself into the series for four years only to lose interest in knowing how it ended) it just further solidified my understanding and belief that I did the right thing in dropping it.

Anyway, unfortunately I cannot offer you any "updated" advice for either character, because I'm just so separated from the series it's like...I've lost touch with them (if that makes sense). The one thing I think is probably true though, is that Hange and Levi are the types of characters whose core essences would not be significantly altered by temporary or short-term circumstances. And when I say short-term, I mean relative to how long they've already lived. Yes, Hange undoubtedly gets more "serious" and depressed as time goes on, but it's not as if she's lost what makes her her. Circumstances force her to put on that brave face and take charge where necessary, to put more energy toward serious discussions and making difficult decisions, but the curiosity, the desire to protect humanity: that would never go away. After all, Hange's curiosity, her drive to Do Good in the World: all of that came along way before the newest set of circumstances. So it's still there—she's still Hange. It's just...this looming disastrous new issue is in play and it requires a lot of energy that she used to devote to other things (and can no longer afford to).

I have no earthly idea if any of that will help you, but the most important thing about characterization is to try and put yourself into the shoes of the characters you're writing. Try to fully immerse yourself. Don't make the mistake of thinking, "What would Hange do?" and then really writing what YOU would do in that same circumstance. Pull from canon where you can to get a better grasp on characterization, ask a friend you trust (not a Yes Man kind of friend—someone who isn't afraid to tell you that your idea is OOC), write down character traits that you've seen to help you recall them more easily.

One last advice: no one is perfect at character writing. We all make mistakes or bite off more than we can chew with a character. Heck, the creator himself made sure we knew what a genius Erwin was and then had him form the most hare-brained dumbass plan ever (the suicide run YES I AM STILL SALTY I LOST MY BOY MARLOWE!!!). The key is always going to be to think twice. At least with fanfic you have the option of being able to take as much time as you want because you don't have deadlines to meet, so you can iron out issues like that (provided you can catch them, but you can also find yourself a lovely beta-reader to assist in those matters). Heck, if you try to write something and you realize you're out of your league, you can simply Not Post It, saving yourself a lot of pain and suffering. (Even I do this more often than I want to admit!)

Best of luck out there, and if you think of anything else feel free to send me another message. I hope this was at least one percent useful lmao.

[thetaekooklibrary]

Heyy! Any new angsty fics? Like really angsty? Like the type to make me cry my eyes out? I'm really looking for an angsty fic which doesn't involve diseases or a major character death. Thannnnk you, love your blog 💖

i just recently answered something like this but i’ll give you angsty one that don’t have character death or diseases, since i didn’t leave those out of the other message lol

give me the bright lights by hoesthetic - the highest of the high while being on the low, taehyung is the epitome of overused tropes and sticky lipgloss on his teeth.

don’t leave me here alone by purpleleaves - Jeongguk finds home in Taehyung. Taehyung takes a little longer to find home in Jeongguk, too.

Ghost of a Good Thing by thedarkestdawn - Taehyung is different these days, and Jungkook wants to know why.

I hope you reflect on this by seredipty - He’s good at this, Jungkook is. Good at ignoring his problems, running away from them, rather than sorting them out. Confrontation has always seemed so exhausting to him, as well as daunting and just outright scary, so he avoids things instead. Oven not working? Use the microwave. A dish he was hoping to make failed? Order take out. Lab report not complete? Just miss the whole class. He doesn’t live a life of trying to fix things; trial and error just does not exist in his day to day duties. Rather, he tends to run away from the problem altogether, take a different approach and pretend the bad thing just doesn’t exist. But avoiding ovens and classes is easy. Avoiding Taehyung, is not.

or

Jungkook feels like he isn’t enough for his boyfriend, so he begins to distance himself

Brighter Days by theshyauthor - It’s okay. This is okay. Jungkook feels soft next to him and Taehyung can smell his shampoo. The younger boy’s breath tickles his neck and somehow Taehyung finds comfort in all of it.or: At the age of 17, Taehyung has to sell his body for sex to survive on the streets of Seoul. That all changes when a client hears him sing in the shower one night and introduces him to none other than the CEO of BigHit Entertainment. As crazy as it sounds, Taehyung is now set to debut with a band called Bangtan Sonyeondan. Between being a trainee, learning to trust his new band members and trying to forget his old life, Taehyung thinks that he finally starts to understand what happiness is and how it feels.

Purpose by dangerouspheels - Jungkook’s parents told him about it when he was still young, maybe 6 years old, after he’d asked them how they met. They told him about the phenomenon that would quickly bring him his first real dream, and would gradually transform into his worst fear.Soulmates.

Neu Roses by merelypretty - Everything happens for a reason. Jeongguk tells himself that this makes sense between shattering his ankle and meeting Taehyung, but the pieces don’t fall together as easily as he’d like.

Of Your Broken Little Hearts by Authumnder - There are thousands things Jeongguk can’t doubt—like two and two is four, water is wet, the sun is bright, the sky is blue, or that he is in love with Taehyung. The one complication is that they’ve broken up and Jeongguk has no single idea why or even how it happened.

my hands are warm (warm only to you) by taekookies_and_cream - taehyung meets jeongguk and falls in love with the way he touches him like he is worth something. or, the one where taehyung is a prostitute with synesthesia who has only ever known harsh touches, and jeongguk teaches him that touch doesn’t have to be a bad thing.

The Dating Debacle by dabbleinthedrabble - Kim Taehyung was just helping a friend out (a friend who he just happened to have a teeny tiny little crush on) when he jokingly offered to date Jeon Jeongguk. Now it’s up to him to ensure that Jeongguk has the best fake relationship in order for him to know what the dating lifestyle entails. There is no ulterior motive whatsoever.(Where everyone thinks they’re dating before they actually do. Oh, and Taehyung has never really dated before so he’s basically winging it, but don’t tell Jeongguk.)

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[sinfulwrites]

Part of me was worrying no one would like the slasher stuff, yet it's my most popular post right now... You guys are awesome, I'm glad you liked it so much!!

I wanna make this post to say requests are open!

Feel free to send requests!! (I'm running low on ideas lol help)

[natashathebananagirl]

Yeah, I did heavy lifting for 2 years (from 2016-2018), then early this year I stopped to focus mostly on mountain biking and a bit of running/ body weight strength training. I gained about 20kg during the 2 years that I was lifting, but I think it's mostly muscle mass because I'm slimmer through my stomach and legs than when I weighed less. I'm not as lean as you but my stomach is mostly flat. I'm trying to lose a bit more fat in my stomach/ face while keeping my booty gains lol

Okay 👌🏽 remember we can’t decide where we want our body to lose fat from, for some people it drops from specific places first before anywhere else and for others it’s a gradual all round fat loss. I’m sure you will be able to maintain your booty even while losing fat as it’s mainly muscle which you can strengthen through bodyweight exercises. I’d say I average about 20-40g fat per day. Drop the oil from your meals or request low oil if eating out. Having avo here and there will be fine but avoid nuts for faster results. Is it fat around your face or is it just puffy? You could flush this out by doing some more intense cardio and drinking a lot of water. If you wish, feel free to send me a headless bikini shot of you currently and a shot of what your goal is.