#forgive the intrusive thoughts winning

[livelaughlovesubs]

I've found my people!

Fellow feral doms that yearn to breed their favorite little blorbos

It's so validating to find others that get it.

My overwhelming desire to overpower/subdue hot fictional men that are bigger/stronger/etc because they get off to being dominated despite the hetero normative expectation to be dominant makes me like that meme of the werewolf ripping opening its shirt

I know in my heart and my coochie that these big strong men would meltttttt if they had a devoted darling that Doms him so thoroughly after a long day of work. He doesn't have to be strong or anything with you, just has to be your good boy and he wants to be that.

I'm sorry 😔 the voices won and it will happen again 🙏

- can I be 🐇 anon if it's taken then I'll be ✨or 🔥 anon

Like the fire that burns away at the edge of my heart, I cannot help but get consumed by the overwhelming desires. Because I.. am actually an alpha woman 😕😕 forced to go into hiding due to the social pressure, but learned to sneakily attack my victims-

Enough role play I’m laughing my ass off ahaha, and I feel that ‘in my heart and coochie’ part, so real.

Anyway welcome 🐇 anon! Bunnies are a Symbole of fertility! I hope you can impregnate many men!

[smile-files]

just a kind word for all of you lovely folks out there: if you say the r-slur or you don't call out your friends for saying it then i hate your guts :)

[rose-coloured-boy]

just saw an ad for someone wildly applying lip balm captioned "let the intrusive thoughts win", so i will be heading to their corporate offices shortly to bang their marketing team's heads off their desks til they burst, thank you and goodnight

[missbluesunflowersstuff]

Some batfamily headcanon

They all have auditory processing disorder at this point, except for Damian and Duke

Damian is the youngest and Bruce and the others protect him most and Duke uses armor plus his powers makes him a little difficult to get hurt

Dick is partially deaf in his left ear and Tim is partially deaf in his right ear

Bruce and Jason suffer from chronic pain

If Steph or Damian just stopped and went into some blank state for more than two minutes call the most responsible adult near immediately, they are having an anxiety attack (they just freeze and stare at nothing, this is their anxiety attack)

Tim has narcolepsy actually this is why he has the worst sleeping schedule of them all

(Tim's narcolepsy may be undiagnosed, diagnosed but his parents hid the result, Tim refuses to take his medication because he believes he can "handle" it, it's up to you)

Jason, Cass and Damian have PTSD

(all of them have it actually, but these three have the worst attacks)

Dick emergency contact is Donna Troy

and it doesn't matter what the batfamily do or say, Dick is always puts Donna as his emergency contact

Damian emergency contact is Maya Ducard

Damian had a lot of nightmares in him early years, the family takes turns to take care of it

Jason and Damian have intrusive thoughts (hurt the others and hurt themselves, Jason villain era was basically 'I let my intrusive thoughts win' ) - today Damian handled it better than Jason did in the past (Jason I love you, but I will never forgive you for what you did to Mia Dearden)

Bruce created a lot of personas for his work and because of it Dick created the "hamburger theory"

If he accepts the hamburger and eats it with both hands it's Batman; if he starts eating his hamburger with fork and knife it's Bruce Wayne; if he's holding the burger with a napkin and smile it's Brucie; but if he rejected the hamburger just run, it's not safe near him in that moment

Dick made this theory when he still was a Robin and this is some 'don't tell dad' information between all of the kids

They usually share information with Cass in audio to help her understand, Babs still helps her with how to read but she prefers to use emojis or audio messages

Cass may or may not respond to their audio, but she will view it

Bruce and the others have no clue about Dick real health status because the only person who has legal rights to it is Donna and she doesn't share with them

One time Tim tried to steal Damian medical records to put in their data, he found out that Maya already did that and now she is the only person in the world legally allowed to have that information

Both Dick and Damian don't regret their decision because they really trust in their sisters more than the bats

(and yes, Bruce feels breyated because of this)

14!Damian is still a little afraid of sleeping, because he doesn't know what kind of dream he might have (he doesn't have nightmares like he used to, but the anxiety is still there)

Duke and Damian usually hang out more than the others; one time Steph asks why in the common channel and Duke only answers "you know that me and him are basically immortals, right? When everyone leaves, we'll still be here" (Duke is immortal because of his powers and Damian... Do you really think his family would allow him die?)

No one knows exactly the kind of shit Damian was submitted in the league and as Tim falls in get his medical records they'll never knows

The same applicants for Cass trying, what exactly Cain did with her is something she'll never tell

Jason actually has amnesia from his league days or some kinda of weird and very selective amnesia, everything just looks like a blur to him

Jason believes that he was hypnotized to forget everything or some weird magic stuff. But on some nights, in the silence of his room, Jason still seems like a fat baby lying near him, he wonders who is the baby and who they are now...

Some days, because of his chronic pain, Bruce uses a cane to walk around the house, but only inside

[shootingstarwritings]

A Beta makes, an Alpha takes

TW: homophobic slurs

Eduardo Garcia was a content creator who, like many others in his field, lived in the SolCal area. He was a self-described ladies man and an amateur pick-up artist. Most of his videos and livestreams focused on giving life advice for men. That night was the same as it always was, with Ed saying his catchphrase, “A beta makes, an alpha takes,” to his impressionable audience.

Once the stream ended and he counted his donations, Ed made his way to the bar. It didn’t take long for him to find another girl to screw. His type was always the same: eager young women new to town and looking for something deep and steady.

After a long and sensual session, the girl whose name he forgot asked if what Ed wanted for breakfast that morning. She had wanted to cuddle, but Ed’s protests kept her at bay. Ed pretended to think for a while before saying, “I’ll treat ya. It’ll be a surprise,” before kissing her.

Around five the following morning, Ed snuck out of her apartment having lost zero winks of sleep that night. ‘Not my fault there’s so many suckers in this town,’ he thought to himself, grinning the whole way back to his apartment. ‘They wouldn’t fall for fellas like me if they had a lick of common sense. I just do what I do. If they don’t wise up then it’s on them.’

That morning should’ve been like all the other ones for Ed. He was in a fantastic mood to grab a quick bite and then spend some time in the gym after scoring as hard as he did the night before. However, just as he reached the floor his apartment was on, he caught sight of his neighbor standing unusually still.

Carlos was exactly everything that Ed hated about the SolCal area. They were in the same field as influencers, but Carlos focused more on “Affirmations of the self,” and “Queer rights,” and other stuff Ed had long-since forgotten about. Carlos had gone to great detail to explain, but Ed had mostly tuned out whatever didn’t relate to Carlos’ follower count or the cash he was making. Knowing the two would never get along, Ed preferred to avoid Carlos altogether, even if he did secretly wish the two would collab so that Ed’s follower count would grow.

Yet, on that morning, Ed couldn’t take his eyes off of Carlos. He stood in front of his apartment door, staring blankly ahead. A few moments passed, but the man didn’t even blink. Ed knew he should just leave him along and mind his own business, but a nosy part of him urged him forward.

“Hey man,” Ed called out, “You okay? You’ve been standing there for like an hour or something.”

Carlos’ head immediately snapped towards the direction of Ed’s voice, causing the latter to nearly jump out of his skin. “I was unable to court another female,” said Carlos in a stilted, unnatural tone. “I was reviewing what I did wrong. Forgive the intrusion.”

‘Court another female. So the fag’s trying to get with chicks, now?’ thought Ed before being struck by a genius business idea. “Good on ya, man!” Any prior concerns about Carlos’ odd behavior were discarded to the wind as Ed wrapped an arm around his shoulders and squeezed. “Good to see ya swinging for the right team. ‘bout time you dropped all that fag shit,” he said, pointing a thumb to the pride flag hanging on Carlos’ door.

“Fag shit…?” echoed Carlos, but he didn’t offer any resistance as he was guided to Ed’s apartment.

“You came to the right place, my friend. Nobody knows how to pick up the ladies quite like this lady-killer.”

“You kill them?”

“Ha-ha! Aw, ya crack me up, big guy. C’mon, I’ll give ya a few pointers.” For Ed, giving Carlos several of his lessons and even showing him the streaming setup was an investment. He was gaining much money from doing this, but all he needed was to win Carlos’ trust over and he’d be swimming in new subs and a brand new market to sell. There just had to be guys who played for both teams on Carlos’ faggy audience, he assured himself.

After about half an hour of coaching, Carlos repeated Ed’s lessons like a college student cramming for a final. “A beta makes, an alpha takes.” For whatever reason Carlos seemed particularly fond of that phrase.

“We’re the men. The providers! That’s why we gotta remind this pussified society who’s really in charge. The alphas,” said Ed, flexing his bicep to punctuate his point. His body was one of the few things he had worked honestly for. Steroids and diets were a frequent topics in his online rants. To Ed, if one couldn’t get a body like his naturally, then they couldn’t call themselves a real man.

“And this has worked to acquire mates?”

“Mates? Bro, I’m swimming in pussy. And soon you will too,” said Ed. He lightly tapped Carlos’ chest. “With a bod like this? It’ll be even easier. Stick with me and I’ll get you laid. Just, uh, don’t forget ‘bout that collab I mentioned.”

Carlos, after what seemed like an eternity of stone-cold stoicism, finally cracked a smile. “Yes, I would love to collaborate with you.”

“Awesome! Lemme get something to celebrate.” It was still early in the morning, but it was always five o’clock somewhere, right? Ed made hi way over to his fridge and pulled some of the quality beer. The cheap stuff was reserved for those rare moments he had a girl over. “We gotta celebrate this new friendship of ours, my man. I got--!”

Carlos tackled Ed as he walked back to the living room. The two crashed onto one of his couches in a mess of struggling limbs. “Yo, what the fuck, man?!” cried Ed. He tried to push Carlos off, but froze as he saw Carlos’ body convulsing and his eyes rolling up, showing the whites. Seizure? Stroke?

Before Ed could reach for his phone in his pocket, Carlos leaned forward and locked lips with him. As soon as the two made contact, a slimy creature flowed from Carlos’ mouth into Ed. Once the substance made contact with Ed, his body began unresponsive. He tried to struggle and push Carlos off of him, but his arms remained heavy and limp. More and more of the slime pumped into Ed until Carlos’ body, unconscious yet still convulsing rolled off of the couch.

Ed couldn’t move but he could still feel a chilling sensation spread throughout his body, filling him up. The slime crawled down his throat and began to expand inside of him. Most of it traveled down his esophagus and began to assimilate his core, arms, legs, and toes. Each limb seized and shook as it became corrupted by the invader.

Ed tried to scream as it fell the creature fill his head and coating his brain, yet he could do nothing but endure the sickening yet pleasurable feeling. It was filling him up, and for whatever reason, Ed couldn’t help but enjoy the way the creature dominated him. His body, still unresponsive to his pleas for help, merely humped the air and sensually moan as it was taken over.

Eventually, Ed blacked out. The last thing he perceived was his hands touching his face and his own laughter.

~~~

‘Please, give me my body back,’ whined Ed.

“Give it a rest, Ed,” the creature possessing Ed said, grinning to himself. “Thank you for providing this impressive specimen, by the way. I quite enjoyed the takeover.” He tilted his head as he read the magazine. “Hmm, you are well-endowed, indeed. Perfect for my mission.”

A few days had passed since the creature slithered into Ed’s body. Ed had woken up to see his body piloted by some kind of foreign invader. Despite Ed’s pleads, it refused to give up control, saying, “I’ve been needing a strong and virile specimen to breed and spread.”

‘You can’t fucking do this to me! It’s not right,’ Ed begged from the recesses of his own mind. ‘I’m a human being. I don’t deserve this!’

“Your mind is intact, is that not enough for you?” the creature said as he jerked Ed’s cock in the couch. “You could have ended up like my previous experiment. Right, Carlos?”

“Right you are, my alpha,” said the thing inside of Carlos. Ed tried to look away from Carlos’ naked and puppeted body, but the creature didn’t have the decency to give him that.

Carlos was not the creature’s first victim, but it was the first that didn’t suffer massive brain damage from the creature’s invasive efforts. However, the creature still hadn’t quite managed to access Carlos’ memories and personality. It had managed to figure out the basics and just needed one more attempt to do a proper possession. Ed was the creature’s first success, and it wouldn’t be the last.

“What else do you wish, my master?” said Carlos as he eagerly marched over to Ed, swaying his hips and sticking his ass out as he spoke. “Do you want to breed me once more? Fill me up with more of your spawn so I may go and spread?”

While Carlos hadn’t suffered brain damage, but the trauma of the invasion caused him to become catatonic. To remedy this, Carlos was the first one to received the creature’s spawn. The creature, riding high thanks to Ed’s disgust at the homosexual act, fucked Carlos’ body and let one of its children pilot the still-living husk.

“Please, act a bit more like your host would. Keep reviewing the videos.” Ed mentally screamed to himself as his invader forced him to say that. Even if the creatures had little idea as to how to blend in society, the sheer amount of content that Carlos and he made would guarantee that they had plenty of references for impersonating them. “Later, I’ll pump you full. I just… need to explore this body of mine a bit more.”

Carlos cleared his throat before giving a sweet, nonchalant smile. “No prob, my man. Later we should go out, though. Get familiar with the area.” He winked and said, “Later,” just as Carlos always did.

‘Please, let me go,’ Ed tried once more. The idea of the creature doing this to his friends and family, acting like him the whole time, was a hell he couldn’t bear. ‘I-I’ll even hook you up with another better. Better bodies, just please let me go…’ Ed internally sobbed.

“You’re quite pathetic,” the creature sneered as it violated Ed’s body once more. “Where’s your bravado, Eddie~? You were swimming in pussy just a few days ago. Now you’re pounding men and craving cock.” Ed’s body let out a malicious laugh as ropes of cum erupted from his stolen dick. “It’s like you always said. A beta makes, an alpha takes.”

[fushigur0ll]

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSLycL7PB/ this with reader and Miles?? Thanks!!

thank you for requesting i was about to leave and go play roblox when i seen this 😩 i’m off work today so i hope i can get some fics in

LET ME SUFFOCATE

꒰ ♡ ꒱ — miles found this little trend on tiktok and wants to try it you<3

includes; fluff, kisses, and attempted murder (because of your thighs) just a little small drabble habble

“BABEEEE!!” he yells, tilting his head back and drawing out the nickname for you. he was just scrolling through his phone while you went to use the bathroom. he found a video of a guy with his girlfriends thighs around his head while the song ‘ziploc’ by tyler creator plays and he realizes that’s it a trend when he pressed on the sound and sees a dozen of the same thing.

he slowly smiles when he realizes that he has you as his beautiful lover and wants to partake in this activity too.

“YES!” you shout back, finishing up in the bathroom. “i’m almost done!” he nods and looks through more of the videos, not even noticing that you came out and is walking behind him so now you see what he was watching. you crouch behind him since he was laying horizontally on your bed and you go closer to his head.

“watchu watching” you whisper in his ear and he flinches harshly, dropping the phone on his face making him cover his mouth in pain. you gasp and start laughing but as well as holding his mouth as well, leaning down to kiss his face multiple times.

“i’m sorry, i’m sorry” you giggle and he glares at you shaking his head with a snort. you remove his hands that covering the spot where his phone fell and you kiss around it then his nose and lips.

“forgive me?” you show him your pretty smile and he smiles back from upside down, leaning up to kiss your chin. “you finally give love to my double chin” you gasp dramatically and he snorts, sitting up then pushing your head away. you climb on the bed and onto his lap, smiling at him lovingly.

“watchu smiling so bright and pretty for” he pokes your cheek and you point to the phone. “still wanna do it?” his eyes widens as he forgot about it so quickly but does nod excitedly. you chuckle at his response and peck his lips once more before climbing off his lap to lay vertically on your bed. you spread your legs, patting your pelvis for his head to lay on.

he smiles and doesn’t hesitate to lay back onto you, grabbing your thighs and putting him over his shoulder so it rests there by either side of his head.

“we needa do this more often-you have soft thighs” he whispers, just kneading them while you just laugh. “start the video sir” he gets the video ready and it’s the 3 second count down before the song plays and he’s lip syncing so handsomely towards the camera while squeezing the side of your thigh. you stare at the top of his head blankly before letting your intrusive thoughts win by squeezing his face with your thighs so suddenly that has his eyes widening in surprise and shock. the video ends a bit after and he start coughing wheezing out laughs.

“tryna suffocate me, girl?” he wheezes, squeezing your thigh tighter to let him up and you laugh, letting loose and he sits up to take deep inhales of the air he’s lost. you laugh and pull him ontop of you so both hands on either side of your head.

“you wanna pucker up to me now huh?” he chuckles breathlessly as you stare at him innocently blinking. “what do you mean by that?” you tilt your head cutely and he rolls his eyes and collapses on you, making a sudden wheeze come out of you.

“now you understand how i feel” he snickers and you wrap your arms around his head, kissing his head multiple times. “i know you liked it though” you placed a loudly obnoxious kiss on his forehead and he lifts his head up to look at you right after

“i did, i really did”

“see? ya cant lie to me pooks butt”

fushigur0ll © 2022 all rights reserved.

[hwanghyunjinenthusiast]

[20:57]

Tags: Christopher Bang/Bang Chan x Fem! Reader, dirty talk, mild degradation and objectification (f. receiving), fingering (f. receiving), pussy smacking (f. receiving), breast spanking (f. receiving), nipple play (f. receiving), finger sucking (f. receiving), choking (f.receiving), piv sex without a condom, pseudo exhibitionism (? No actual exhibitionism but Reader and Chris get off on the idea of it) creampie and mentions of aftercare.

I will block you if you are a minor and/or have no easily visible indication of your age on your blog if you interact with me in any way.

Chris isn't a strict man. Well, he's not much of a strict man.

He has very simple rules to follow and, they're more than fair. Honestly, even with a few of them, a bat of your eyelashes and a jut of your bottom lip is enough for him to forgive you for breaking them.

One of his most important ones is not to interrupt him while he's working unless it's an emergency. No disrupting him while he's producing. No disrupting him while he's streaming.

Simple enough.

However, it's a little too enjoyable pushing the boundaries with your sweetheart of a boyfriend sometimes.

The panic that barely flits across Chris's face when your name flashes across his phone almost makes you feel the slightest bit guilt. Almost.

You can't help but, giggle quietly to yourself when his eyes widen marginally at the image on his screen. Nothing but one of your large night shirts drapped over your nude body. Your hardened nipples poking through the white fabric and the barest hints of your thighs visible in the shot too. It's nothing too scandalous but, it's enough for you to notice his eyes darken marginally and his jaw clench.

A barrage of butterflies erupting in your stomach and lower, drinking in the way his face changes. Anyone who isn't too familiar with him would barely notice the shifts but, you know Chris better than the back of your hand.

"Sorry, Stays. Got an important message that I had to check. Sorry for that," he forces a giggle out and his dimples would be endearing if you didn't notice the how tense his smile is.

Perhaps you could've still saved yourself if you'd stopped there. If you didn't let the intrusive, exhilarating impulse to push his buttons win. However, you let them. So, you continue. The pictures of your scantily clad body continue to fill your chat with him periodically. You're not stupid enough to spam him with them but, you sink your teeth into your bottom lip eargely with every glance of his eyes to his phone when your name and 'image' pop up.

The tick in his jaw and barely restrained annoyance in his eyes shouldn't be as enticing as it is. Arousal simmer in the pit of your stomach with every minute change of his expression.

"Thank you all so much for watching. I love you and, I'll see you next time!" He attempts to end off the hours long stream cheerily. Striking his signature peace sign pose before your laptop screen goes black momentarily.

You're not left to stew in your thoughts for long. Your phone vibrating next to you within seconds.

Chris 💕: come here.

The smile that spreads across your face is likely a tad too wide and too toothy but, you can't bring yourself to care. Clamouring to your feet, you make your way to his makeshift work room within minutes. Steeling your resolve, you push on the handle and enter the room.

Your entire body seizes for what seems like a lifetime when Chris's gaze finds you. His eyes are easily one of your favourite features of his. Soft and warm and welcoming and everything that you love about him.

None of those emotions are present as he pierces you with them now.

"I said come here," he says lazily but, you know better than to miss the edge in his voice. Your insides squirming viciously as he lightly pats his, admittedly appealing, lap. His thighs straining against the shorts he opted for this time around.

Once you remember how to move, you walk towards him. Studiously avoiding his weighted stare until you're between his spread thighs. Your heart hammering against your ribcage as you wait for him to do or say anything. Anything to end your spiralling.

Chris's hands are firm as they settle on your hips and turn you around. Your brain barely manages to piece together what has happened as you now find yourself seated on his lap. Arousal spreading all across your body, to your very fingertips when you feel his half-hard cock against the swell of your ass.

"You wanted my attention, right?" He mutters into your ear. The brushes of his pillowy lips and soft breaths sending shudders down your spine while his hands innocently palm your thighs. Toying with the hem of your shirt enough to quicken your breathing.

One of his hands drifts to your throat, applying enough pressure to prompt whimpers from you and more of your arousal to seep into your already sticky panties, "I asked you a question."

"Ye-Yes. I wanted your attention," you manage to rush out. The lack of air adding to the already muddled state of your mind and you barely register his other hand shoving itself between your spread thighs.

"God, you're so wet already," he practically moans. His long fingers trailing over your soiled panties. Forcing them to cling to your folds even more and, ever brush of your clit prompting your hips to jolt into his hand.

"Did you get this wet sending me all of those pictures?" His words leave his lips more like a bite than a question. From his hand lightly wrapped around your throat and his fingers seemingly content with toying with you over your panties, it's no wonder you don't have the presence of mind to immediately respond. Your body curling into him while hushed moans fill the space of his room.

Chris's typical patience is nowhere to be found tonight. His hand comes down firm and harsh on your slick slit. Angling it just right so your clit is met with the brunt of the impact. It hurts. It hurts enough to force more watery whimpers from you and more of your arousal to leak out of your clenching hole.

"I asked you a question," he says with another quick spank to your almost ruined panties. His firm grip on your neck keeping you from curling into yourself, "My, my. I've had to repeat myself twice already. I'd hate to have to repeat myself a third time."

It's so easy to get lost in the gentle lull of his voice. Your hazy brain just barely catching the underlying threat in his tone.

"I'm sorry, Chris," you whimper out, desperately clinging to his veiny forearms in some hope of steadying yourself and focusing, "Ye-Yes. Sending those pictures made me wet. I wanted to- I liked riling you up."

"There we go," he purrs into your ear, sending bolts of lightning straight down to your sensitive clit and puffy folds, "Maybe you can be an obedient girl after all."

Any pleas and begging are swallowing by a stuttered moan as he slips his fingers into your panties. Continuing his previous ministrations and leisurely stroking you as though he has all of the time in the world. As though you can't feel his cock swelling underneath you. However, his composure never falters.

"Yes, Chris please," you beg, sounding pathetic to even your own ears but, you couldn't care less right now. You've been starved of his touch for hours. You might just crumble right here, right now if he doesn't touch you how you want. How you need.

"You're so fucking spoiled," he bites, running his teeth along your lobe as he adds a bit more pressure on the sides of your neck. Skillful fingers alternating between teasing your eager entrance and drawing featherlight circles along your clit.

"Fucking brat. Getting me fucking hard while I'm supposed to be working and, now you want to be greedy?" The knowledge that he'd gotten hard while streaming coupled with the sprinkles of humiliation from the venom in his voice just make you buck harder into his hand. In search of anything he's willing to allow you.

"I'm sorry," you keen, trying your best to grind into his hand, "I just wanted your attention. I'm sorry," you repeat desperately. Clutching at his forearms as his fingers apply more pressure to your swollen clit. His other hand freeing your throat and snaking its way under your shirt to knead your breast.

"Can't even go without me for a few fucking hours," he mutters into your neck while his hands toy with you to his heart's content, "You're so spoiled."

Any argument you have dies on your tongue when he pushes two of his long fingers into your soaked hole while his fingers pinch and tug at your hardened nipple. The pain forcing your walls to clamp around his fingers viciously.

He laps and nips at every bit of your skin that he can while his fingers work you open. Your foggy mind just barely being able to register his hips grinding up into you in search of some sort of friction. The lewd sounds of how wet you are intertwining with your high-pitched moans and needy keens all that can be heard.

The heel of his palm is angled so that it rubs right into your clit. "Chris ah," you cry out, your fingernails digging themselves deeper into his forearms as he builds up your release expertly. You jolt forward once again when his heavy palm comes down on both of your breasts in rapid succession. Whimpers coaxed out of you as more of your arousal drenches his hand. You wouldn't be surprised if you'd leaked onto his shorts by now.

"This a punishment, baby," he coos. It's so easy to sink into the softness of his voice. The juxtaposition in his tone and words and movements all only tightening the knot in the depths of your gut.

"Don't forget," he whispers into your skin as his lightly drags his teeth along you. Goosebumps rising all over your body and your orgasm building up higher and higher-

Only for Chris to stop his movements all together.

"Chris," the way you whine his name is frankly pathetic to your own ears but, you can bring yourself to feel self-conscious when you were so close you could practically taste it. Your wetness further coating his palm and your walls spasming. Your hips jerking up to his touch instinctively.

"I've definitely spoiled you too much," he drawls into your skin. Easing his fingers out of you as though you're not close to tears from having bliss ripped away from you so mercilessly.

"Chris. Chris please. I'm sorry, I won't do it again. I won't disobey you again," you rush out, your hips grinding your sopping pussy against him for a taste of relief. "I'll be good please. Please. I want to cum please."

"Remember, this is supposed to be a punishment, baby," he tuts into your skin. However, the butterflies in your stomach rise to your throat as he manoeuvres you so he can reach the waistband of his shorts. Impatiently tugging them and his boxers down so he can free his cock.

You watch as best as you can as he barely wraps his hand around it. Giving it a few pumps before lightly smacking it against your wet folds. His tip occasional brushing your clit and causing needy whimpers to leave your dry lips.

"Do you want something?"

You're not above begging, "You, Chris. Please touch me. I want you to fuck me, please. I want to feel your cock inside of me plea-" a sharp gasp leaves you as he guides your hips down onto his cock. Making sure he's properly aligned before pushing you down onto it. He's seemingly content to let you claw at his biceps as he stretches you. Your lashes flutter with every centimetre that he let's you sink onto.

Your walls clench and unclench around him sporadically, his tip kissing the deepest parts of you as he gives you time to adjust. His hand drifting from your hip back to fondle and massage your breast while his other hand cups your face.

His first thrust is merciless. Barely allowing you a moment to catch your breath or for your mind to catch up as his sets a harsh pace from the offset. The obscene sounds of his cock shaping your pussy around him echoing through his work room coupled with your respective watery moans and gritted curses.

His fingers toy with your bottom lip and you open your mouth without anymore prompting from him. Your tongue lapping at his fingers and the slight saltiness of your wetness hitting your tastebuds as he shoves them deeper into your mouth. Gagging you on them.

"Look at you," he pants out between sharp thrusts, "Spreading your thighs and letting me fuck you in my work room. Sucking on my fingers like you're little better than a mindless toy."

Your keens are completely muffled by his fingers and your pussy tightens around him further as his words wash over you. God, you're getting close again you pray to whoever is listening that he'll let you cum this time. You may just lose your mind if he doesn't.

"Want everyone to know how much of a needy toy you are?" He mutters into your shoulder, using his unoccupied fingers to angle your face, "Want me to fuck you during one of my streams? Let the entire world know how much of a disobedient slut you are?"

The thoughts makes your head spin. You're nodding before you even realise it. Clutching him to you even closer as he continues to fuck into your poor pussy. The sight of his camera aimed directly at the two of you bringing back that all too familiar sensation of the knot in your gut tightening.

"Yeah?" He moans into your overheated, sticky skin, "You like the idea of that don't you. Love the thought of everyone watching me fuck your pretty pussy." He breathes between laboured groans of his own. His hold on your breast burning and his fingers coating themselves further in your saliva that dribbles down your chin.

"Want everyone to watch you get your pussy filled with my cum," he laughs with little humour. You honestly don't know he's still able to speak so coherently when you feel like your mind is coming apart at the seams.

"You're such an attention seeker."

His words are scorching lashes that serve to only further fuel your desire and bring you closer and closer to the edge. Your thighs quivering and you're vaguely worried that you might have dug a little too deeply into his pale skin with your nails.

"Fuck," he breathes, his hips beginning to stuttering into you, "Your perfect pussy just tightened even more around me. That's filthy, baby. You do like the idea of spreading your thighs for everyone to watch huh," he pants against your skin between strained groans. His cock twitching incessantly inside of you with each every uncoordinated thrust.

Your frantic nods only spur him on further. His grip on your jaw and breast bruising as his orgasm hits him. Thick ropes of his cum filling your spasming walls while his moans, curses and pants of your name hit your ears. It doesn't take much else for you to cum around his still twitching cock after that. Your head flying back to rest on his shoulder as your hips rock against him. Your combined releases dribbling out of your spent pussy onto his softening cock and likely onto his couch.

You're too far away to care all that much right now.

Chris recovers before you do. Gently pulling his wet fingers from your mouth and kiss the side of your face. His large hand shifting downwards from your breast to soothe you as you continue to twitch in his lap. "You did so well, baby," he coos against the side of your face. Affectionately nudging you with his nose as he pulls you further into his broad, sweaty chest. The skin left bare by his tank top hot to the touch.

"You were so mean," you pout tiredly with no real venom. Fatigue replacing every other emotion as you happily melt into him.

His laugh is far too cute given everything he put you through moments ago and his cum still leaking down your thighs, "I wouldn't have to be mean if you listened to me."

You have no retort for that.

"Now come on, let's get you cleaned up and go to bed, okay?"

AN: I was originally working on a much softer Chris timestamp then Paris happened. So, here we are. I am going through something with Chris at the moment it seems given how long this winded up being.

Reblogs are greatly appreciated.

Do not repost, edit, copy and/or translate my work. I do not give you my permission to do so, nor will you ever receive it.

[vampcubus]

𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐎𝐓 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐇𝐂𝐒

a/n: second round! ik i said i was done with the unsolicited aot hcs for a sec but that was a lie and we both knew that.

⋆ ࣪.❤︎ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒!┊erwin, connie, eren, and pieck.

⋆ ࣪.❤︎ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒!┊spicy in places, boner mentions in eren’s, these got long… but don’t they always? 💀

❥ 𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐇

— this man… THIS MAN. Literally should write a book about it because he kisses you like he was made for it.

— Your first kiss is soft and full of a hesitance you rarely see from him. Despite his age, Erwin was unpracticed in matters of the heart. He has a brilliant mind but he’s adorably clueless when it comes to romance. He has to maintain a pristine and calculative appearance as commander of the scout regiment, but he’s tearing down a lot of those walls for you. Don’t let his stoic exterior fool you, he’s tender inside.

— His kisses start off gentle, but everything about Erwin just feels so passionate, and that passion bleeds through in everything he does. It isn’t long before you feel his hand at your lower back, pulling you further against his body, the originally chaste kiss melting into something more. He’s just got so many feelings for you bubbling inside that he can’t always quite translate into words.

— He uses the sweet press of his lips against yours as an outlet for all that wound-up desire. You can almost feel it sizzle and hiss between you as he closes the distance between your bodies, thick fingers brushing over your cheeks, at the nape of your neck, in your hair… he can’t get enough of you or your wicked lips.

— Erwin is a creature of habit, so your kisses absolutely become a part of his routine (when the poor man can afford to have one, there’s always something going on in the scout regiment)

— oftentimes the first thing you feel when you wake up is his warm lips on your temple before he’s whisked away for his duties as commander. If you’re awake enough you can grip him by the shirt collar and coerce him into giving you a few proper kisses before he’s really gotta go. Nothing more endearing than the disappointment in his eyes when he has to pull away from your sweet lips before he winds up late because you “seduced him back into bed.”

— Greatly appreciates kisses to his temple or between his brows when he’s swimming in paperwork <3

— Likes it especially when you climb into his lap while he works, every once and a while trailing kisses along his jaw when he’s deep in thought.

— You’ve had too many cadets and captains alike walk in while you’ve got your tongue down his throat though 💀 at this point it’s a running joke. It’s cute watching him get all frazzled by the intrusion, especially if you appear unbothered by it. “You could at least try to act embarrassed,” he’d whisper to you, and you’d only grin, getting all comfy in his lap as the mortified interrupter attempts to state their name and purpose.

❥ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑

— If I had to pick one word to describe Connie’s kisses, it’d be enthusiastic. He’s been dreaming of kissing you for years (he’s so perfect for friends to lovers I swear) so you’ll have to forgive his eagerness once he finally gets the opportunity.

— Sometimes he gets a little too excited and your teeth clack or your noses bump together none too gently, but you two usually just laugh it off and then try again—softer this time.

— Connie gets a little too good at kissing though, and absolutely uses his smooching prowess to win arguments and distract you from work. Sasha is always making kissy faces when you’re around so you can assume that he’s constantly babbling to her about how good a kisser you are.

— A kiss thief, he’s always stealing kisses from you when you least expect them. He can’t help but love that adorable look of surprise you get when he lays one on you out of nowhere, it’s priceless to him. Turns into a puddle when you turn the tables and surprise HIM with a sudden smooch. It makes his knees get all wobbly.

— Gets whiney if you turn your face when he leans in so his lips hit your cheek instead. He does the same thing to you though just to make you mad, especially after he starts sprouting up like a weed (seriously how’d he get so tall?). He just tilts his head up so you kiss his chin instead 😡 like that’s not allowed.

— Very much the “where’s my hug/kiss?” bf.

— Smiles into kisses <3 He’s always grinning ear to ear when he’s around you so it’s inevitable.

— Connie’s favorite thing to wake up to is your soft lips peppering saccharine kisses across his entire face. You can tell when he’s awake because the biggest grin breaks out across his face, and he starts trying to return them, turning his face this way and that in an attempt to catch your lips on his.

— Watch your neck around this one, he’s always trying to sneak hickeys there no matter how much you admonish him about leaving visible marks. Connie does it especially when you aren’t paying enough attention to him (you never are by the way, he wants all of it)

❥ 𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐑

— Whore (affectionate). No literally, cus even the softest well-meaning kisses result in you making out. It’s hard to stop once you’ve started. It’s so easy to get lost in his warmth, his smell, the way he softens and his body sags against you.

— Eren’s kisses are passionate and hungry, like he’s trying to devour you. You’re one of the few good things he thinks he has and he doesn’t want to let go.

(modern au eren with a tongue piercing?? if his tongue isn’t in my mouth right this instant-)

— Literally just wants to lay on the couch and kiss n suck on your sweet lips till they bruise. And if you play with his hair while you suck on his tongue? He’s whimpering, shifting his hips around like you can’t feel him poking you. He gets hard super easily, but he’s oddly content to just keep kissing you instead of paying attention to it.

— His kisses are wet?? Like why tf are you leavin so much spit on my cheek?

— Another one that comes up behind you while you’re working/cleaning and starts kissing along your neck just to distract you. He really likes the sound you make when he pulls the tender flesh of your throat between his teeth and sucks dark marks into it. And once you’ve made the slightest noise of approval he’s impossible to shake off. He’s your leech <3

— Doesn’t care about PDA, there could be a hundred people in the room and he’s still gonna be smashing his lips against yours like there aren’t countless eyes watching you.

— It’s a little embarrassing actually, you’ll find yourself constantly reminding him

“Have some restraint. We aren’t alone, ‘ren.”

“Save it for home.”

“People are watchingggg.”

— And for the most part, he’ll relent with enough nagging, but he’ll pout about it. It’s cute, watching him all crestfallen like he just got his favorite toy taken away.

— Eren gets jealous so easily, and you can tell cus he’ll start getting all handsy, practically hanging off of you. His sudden starvation for attention might be confusing to you, but you don’t see the daggers he’s glaring over your shoulder at your potential admirers. And if that isn’t enough, he’ll start nudging at your shoulder with his nose to demand kisses. Acts all pathetic about it cus he knows the pitiful act always gets him what he wants.

— He’ll whine about how you’re “so mean,” and that he’s “kiss-starved.” And if he’s convincing enough—which he can be if he really tries—you can’t help but spare him a few smooches (even if only to shut him up)

❥ 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐂𝐊 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑

— Pieck’s kisses are very sweet? Like she gets that soft look on her face before she leans in and sighs as if relieved when your lips touch, arms snaking around your middle so she can be as close as possible.

— Rubs your noses together affectionately <3

— Believes in kiss currency, she’ll do just about anything as long as you promise her a kiss for it. Also withholds belongings until she gets her kiss, “you want this? gimme a kiss first >:(“

— Sleepy morning kisses are mandatory!! She doesn’t care about morning breath, she wants her smooch and her “good morning, princess” NOW.

— Intentionally kisses you while her lipstick is still drying so she leaves behind stains on your face and DOESN’T TELL YOU. You’re so confused as to why you’re getting strange looks in public with the hugest kiss print smack dab in the middle of your forehead.

— Pieck doesn’t mind PDA, in fact she’s notorious for trying to sneak kisses when you absolutely shouldn’t be sucking face. Meetings with the brass, diplomatic parties, on the battlefield… her favorite thing is when you climb onto her titan as she’s phasing out of her nape to breathe for a few smooches. She always looks so serious when she’s working, the soft gasp of surprise when your lips smack against hers makes it worth nearly getting scalded in the process.

— another chronic hand kisser, it’s just too convenient and intimate.

[junipers-archive]

Hi, i see you are taking requests i would love a husband spencer, like a lazy sexy weekend with Reid, thank you

➥ Making this pancakes with spencer, thank you for the request!!

You had planned to wake up early with him this Saturday to make breakfast. You know the way the couples do it in the movies? What you didn't anticipate was being splattered with pancake batter at eight in the morning.

"Spencer!" you were now chasing him with whisk in hand, your pink bunny slippers crunching against the wooden floors making you all the less threatening.

"I'm sorry! Y/n I swear it was an accident!" And yea maybe it was likely but the way he was grinning with his hands up in the air playfully made you believe otherwise.

"Reid. If you don't get your butt over here right now. There will be no pancakes for you!"

At those words he quickly scrambles towards you, a worried look painted across his face. "I won't do it again."

"Thought you said it was accident." You challenge smirking as he becomes at a loss for words.

"I-It was! I just- you know- we-we can't control the actions of our intrusive thoughts!" You shake your head, grinning up at him as he pulls you closer. "I just- I let them win! I'm sorry baby."

He's pouting now like a child would after they've been reprimanded. "Forgive me?"

You roll your eyes playfully nudging him away as you turn back to the mess of a counter you've both managed to create. "Get me the bag of chocolate chips."

You can hear his grin as he fetches the bag in the cupboard,

"Oh you must really love me!"

"Chocolate chip pancakes means I'm hungry Spencer, this does not mean I forgive you!"

It goes quiet for a few seconds and you think he's going to scare you but then you feel him press against you, his firm and familiar body fitting against yours perfectly.

He leans down once he puts the chocolate chips on the counter.

Whispering rather seductively for someone who just ran away from their significantly non-threatening wife in bunny slippers,

"I could think of other ways I could make it up to you."

"Yeah?" You can't help the shudder that runs through you, but you won't let him win this one.

"Yeah." He leans in so you can feel all of him.

But instead of picking up where you left off this morning in bed you slip away at the small expanse between the counter and him,

"Start with passing me the sugar, will you?"

[willyoubemycherryy]

❥𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑎 𝑜𝑓 𝐽𝑜𝑒 𝑅𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑧’𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑙 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑔𝑓．．．٩(◕‿◕｡)۶𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒆𝒔!

Warnings: innocent victimless pranks😇, disturbing his peace, some suggestive lines here and there, she’s a headache but one he loveeees getting folks😂💕

“𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒚, 𝒊 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒊 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒐...𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 ��𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚...”

._(✿ ❤︎︎‿❤︎︎)(っ˘з(˘⌣˘ )(≧◡≦) ♡( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡•..~

Its been about a week ago since Joe had attacked your poor cheek and persons with his cutesy bullying….

And you’ve been making good on your vow to get him back.

By inconveniencing him in every way you could.

Letting your intrusive thoughts win every time, It had gotten so bad that even the boys on the team knew about it.

Shorty especially got a kick out of it.

Like that time when Joe came to practice with red lips all over the ass of his shorts, kissed personally by yours truly.

“That color’s workin for you Rantz!”, he teases as some of others whistle when they catch on. Joe, however, is confused.

“What are you talkin’ about?”

The very mature answer he gets, comes in the form of various obnoxious kissing sounds.

They’re on their way to the boat when he catches one of his coaches try and fail to hide their smirk before he notices his reflection out the corner of his eye in the water. Breath catching in his throat, he’s flushing the same shade of red when sees it.

The deep red, lip-shaped stains all over the seat of his shorts. He had so many questions but none of them about who left them.

He had some clues as to why but not how. Unfortunately, that was only the beginning.

From leaving marks on his persons without him catching on, getting him riled up then leaving, pinching his butt and messing with him by insisting you didn’t know what he was talking about when he called you on it; to spraying the inside of his backpack with your perfume and watching him freeze in class the next day when he opens it and your scent, along with a few choice memories tied to it, hit him in the face. Looking away quickly when he snaps his head up at you.

And you deserved an award for how well you’d play good girl. Wiping the smirk off your face with record speed, assuming the look of utmost innocence before looking up at him through your lashes. Pouting, “why I’d never, honest.”

To prove that you definitely would, Joe decided to test you. Doing everything you like in a day and seeing if you’d tease and flit away or jump him like you usually did.

You were both out in the water after the sun had gone down and you were sitting in his lap while he tried to “teach” you how to row.

Blanks weren’t the only thing about to get filled.

Until, you push away from his wandering hands and lips to sit as far as you can.

Pinching your lips in as you smile, “well look at the time. Guess we should be heading back now..” and that’s when he gets it.

“You’re still mad huh? That’s why you’ve been actin’ up so much.” Of course you let him off the hook. It was so you could get him back.

Then since the jig is up…

“Duh I’m still mad! You laughed at me for like 10 minutes straight! You…you bullied me,” dropping your voice at that last line, so he can hear the pout.

Smiling, Joe shakes his head with a huff amusement. There’s his dramatic girl. Making sure the oars are secure, he reaches across and pulls you back into him.

“Alright sweets. I shouldn’t have laughed like that. That wasn’t very nice of me, to you, who’s never bothered me.” You definitely have bothered him and on multiple occasions but he’s being sweet and a little sarcastic which is your weakness. You’re just too fond of him. Breaking into a grin, you giggle prettily. Making his heart swell in adoration as he looks at you.

“Forgive me?” Obviously. You throw your arms around his neck, nodding happily.

The war was officially over.

“Good. Now, was the lunchbox with ‘from your big sexy girlfriend who wears the pants in the relationship’ written on top of it necessary?” Ahh yes. You may have went a drop overboard.

But if it’s one thing you are: it’s shameless and unrepentant. Blushing, you nod again.

“Absolutely necessary”.

Pecking his full lips and pulling away with a wink.

Cheeky. What was he going to do with you?

Grabbing the oars with you snuggled happily in his lap, Joe starts to row you two back. Feeling content that out of everyone you could have been “inconveniencing” with the loveliness of your presence, you chose him.

It’s that thought with the feel of you cuddled all over him that has him grinning ear to ear all the way back.

♡︎ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ, ᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴅᴏʟʟᴀʀ😌

[stxrmxtsu]

I know this sounds wierd af but um…how likely do you think the brothers would touch S/O’s boobs or butt (WITH THEM ENTHUSIASTICALLY CONSENTING OF COURSE)

GIRL YOU AIN’T WEIRD FOR ASKING CUZ I WANT THEM TO TOUCH ME LIKE THAT

also i added a little personal touch to this since at first i didn't understand your ask, and i kinda just rolled with how i read it, so IM SO SORRY IF ITS NOT WHAT YOU MEANT

(small update: i got a little lazy and 'to the point' with these because this fandom is slowly slipping through my fingers :( so sorry if it isn't top tier)

tag(s): talks about booties and boobies so slight NSFW warning, ichimatsu being lowkey obsessed with you (as he should), etc.

osomatsu:

you don’t understand, he NEEDS to have a hand on you at all times. especially on your ass. he would constantly ask if he can touch your tiddies, even in public, and with your ENTHUSIASTIC consent, you’d mostly say yes and not care that others are watching but when its an actual inappropriate time, you’d be like “BOY SHUT UP”.

i think he likes touching your ass more tho and he more often than not, does the ‘put hand in the back pocket of your jeans’ thing.

karamatsu:

kara is also a 'put hand in the back pocket of your jeans' kind of person, but i think it's more of a 'im being protective of my woman/ kind of thing', but we all know....that's only half of the case.. i believe that karamatsu is a pervert but he chokes that shit down and hides it with his 'omg im so cool' facade. he gets nervous when he gets close to your tiddies tho, even if you consented or just did not care if he put his hands all over you, he would be like 'nope respect women juice comes first before my sick perversions'

choromatsu:

its a given, he's awkward as all fuck. listen, you consented, you told him you didn't care if he touched you, and he still sits there and stares at you awkwardly waiting for you to initiate something first.

one time though, he actually mustered up the courage to touch your boobas while you were making out and then he got cocky and started squeezing your waist, down to your ass and you moaned, of course, but his brain processed that as 'oh my god i hurt her' and he pulled AWAY.

you didn't forgive him for that one and he has apologized so many times since that day.

ichimatsu:

he's also a pervert that chokes it down, but i think in a relationship, his sick mind comes out more. OF COURSE, he would ask you first, he would never just let his intrusive thoughts win. and with your surprisingly enthusiastic consent...

all hell breaks loose..

what have you done, [name]?

that man is just as bad as osomatsu, his hands are EVERYWHERE on your body.

i think his favorite place is your ass tho. idk, its the perfect place to rest his hands on and he especially loves laying on it when you two have your lazy days.

he's just happy you exist tbh and he can do whatever he wants without having to feel bad about it.

jyushimatsu:

alright let me just make this clear, jyushimatsu is just as perverted as his other brothers, he just also drinks his respect women juice.

but once you give him free reign over touching you..

he's so 'cute' about it though, i think? he likes to mask the fact that he's tryna touch your tiddies with 'aww a hug from behind! how cute' kind of thing.

WE KNOW WHAT YOU ARE JYUSHI.

todomatsu:

totty is.....totty. of course he would wanna touch your tummy more because of your belly button, but this is about boobs and booty. i think he's in the same boat as jyushi, 'mask the fact that he's tryna feel you up with a cutesy act' thing.

if you're taller than him (this is gonna get self indulgent), he likes to rest his chin on your chest (boobs) and look up at you all innocent, like, YOU'RE NOT FOOLING ANYONE TODOMATSU.

i think in general though, he doesn't really touch you anywhere, even with your spoken consent. the only times he'll probably touch you there is when you guys are getting....steamy.

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the end! im so sorry this took so long to get out to you, anon. my life is just really busy and i never really have time off to myself anymore but hopefully this makes up for your wait! as i said, i did get a little lazy and just came up with some things on the spot but i hope its still worth reading! (i mean any matsu content is matsu content).

and as stated, my hyperfixation for this fandom is slowly dwindling but i really hope i can get back to it and get this content out for you guys!

also mini life update: i started my ear stretching process for gauges! its still very small and hopefully i can get it to a decent size, i don't want them TOO big because...ew.

[kurus-other-things]

Places the OM bros would kiss: On the face edition! 😘

Disclaimer: I thought of this while in bed past midnight so forgive the rambling and ooc-ness. Also because usually in the game you're the one with the option to kiss them, this is more like when they're the ones who initiate the kisses first

LUCIFER💙

straight up on the mouth kiss

because of course he's bold enough to do that

feel like he'd be smug about it too

if he's in a mood to tease you he'll go for the edge of your jaw

it's close to your mouth but not quite your neck

and won't go for either until you tell him exactly where you want him!

or a forehead kiss because I feel like it's intimate and mature (at least from someone like him)

MAMMON💛

I feel like a side-of-mouth peck that's a spur of the moment kind of thing

like he totally let the intrusive thoughts win and just did it

but of course he's going to act like he was planning to do it all along

that or he was aiming for your mouth but got nervous and 'missed' instead lol

or maybe a peck on the upper part of the cheek like just below the eye

I feel like it's just a unique part of the face and he thinks that no one will have thought to kiss you there

Your first man has obviously gotta get there first!

LEVI🧡

just straight up direct peck on the cheek

only because I feel like he'd combust or faint if he did anything more lol

he's definitely completely red in the face and ears the entire time too

and it's quick too almost like he didn't do it at all

you’ll have to chase him down if you want more!

give him a break he's not used to doing normie things;;;

SATAN💚

also a forehead kisser because it's the place closest to your mind (also hoping you'll think of him more)

also again because it's an intimate and gentle gesture

I also think a direct peck on the lips

and it'd happen so naturally too like you'd barely even notice

like you pass each other in the hall and he gives you a small peck and then keeps walking

ASMO💗

I feel like he could also be an on the mouth kisser

like he's the master of making out no doubt about it

but I feel like he's one of those one peck on each side of the mouth/cheek types

it's fancy and you get two kisses instead of one!

also a big fan of giving nose kisses because he'd definitely love those cutesy kind of gestures♥♥♥

BEEL💖

this is probably a little cheaty (it's technically not the face) but definitely a top-of-the-head kisser

I just assume he's taller than everyone and anyone soooooo

(not me and my 150cm ass totally projecting the need for top of the head kisses lol)

if not the top of the head then I think he's also a forehead kisser

like if he catches you (or Belphie) napping he'll definitely give just a quick gentle peck on the forehead and move on

also gives pecks on the cheek because it's simple sweet and to the point

BELPHIE💜

FOREHEAD KISSER

because who else would be better at giving a goodnight kiss on the forehead???

if you're lying down facing him he'd scoot up (if he needed to) until his lips were at your forehead and then stay there (because he's probably already asleep)

he's also a big tease like I feel like sometimes he'll hover over your lips on purpose

and like the bratty little shit he is will wait for you to make the move first

[honeysucklethornsandalligtrhorns]

Lex's List: Truths, Advice, Quotes, Mantras, & Words to Live By:

Fuck it, we ball.

Take it easy, but take it.

Life is not measured in a series of wins and losses; some things just are.

Don't approach a horse from the rear, a cow from its side, or a fool from any direction.

Perform random acts of kindness and senseless acts of beauty.

Be gentle with yourself. You are still learning.

Be gentle with your past self. They were still learning.

Treat yourself as you would treat your daughter.

We all die, you either kill yourself or get killed.

Fuck around and find out.

To accept queerness, disability, neurodivergence, mental illness, differing religions, differing cultures, and a differing world, is to accept 'weirdness' and learn how to properly educate yourself on new (sometimes only to you) ideas, subjects, concepts, ways of life, etc..

One essential way to properly educate yourself on new ideas, subjects, concepts, ways of life, etc., is by listening to the stories and experiences of people who are of that specific group, from them themselves.

"Because I'm sexy! And chubby, man." "Why aren't you on a diet?" "Because I like to eat, is that such a crime?"

There are two types of anger-- explosive and implosive.

Intrusive thoughts are not from you, your brain is a wrinkly hunk of fat with lightning in it and it doesn't always know what it's doing. Just let them pass on and don't dwell on them.

Maybe they're just new at it.

You need to love yourself before you try to love others.

Saying sorry doesn't guarantee forgiveness. It's an offering, not a fix-all.

Trust, like respect, is earned.

In that sense, respect & trust can be given and taken away. They are privileges. You have to uphold them.

Phases are a natural part of life. Embrace them.

Everybody talks.

Whatever you do, there is a child out there doing it better than you.

Comparison is the thief of joy.

Everything is a social construct because we live in a society.

Family is not just blood or genetics.

It's okay to need help, but clean up your own messes.

If you leave towels crumpled up instead of spreading them properly, they won't dry correctly.

If you leave issues untouched instead of addressing them and communicating, they won't dry correctly. They will fester.

Water damage is real. Clean up your spills.

This is your only body. Take care of it.

At the end of the day, it's only meat, fluids, electricity, and bone.

You have free will for a reason.

Homosexuality is present in over 1,500 species. Homophobia is present in one.

Never make assumptions.

Fact check everything.

Do not get involved in drama that isn't yours.

It's just fabric, get over yourself (in regards to judgment of others' clothing).

It's just fat, get over yourself (in regards to judgment of other people).

It's just skin, get over yourself (in regards to judgment of other people).

Admitting you were wrong takes more balls than arguing over who's right.

Ask first.

Mean what you say and say what you mean.

Use deodorant.

Vaccinate your kids.

If you can afford it, go to therapy.

Don't expect rewards for basic human decency.

Healthy, safe, and well-informed sex education is vital and should be taught in schools.

Don't purposefully walk into a strip club and then act shocked and offended to find strippers.

The axe forgets, but the tree remembers.

Your ancestors looked like you, and they all managed to get laid. There's hope.

Spite is the world's greatest motivator.

Do it bored.

If we want the rewards of being loved we have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known.

You are the light. It's not on you, it's in you. Don't you ever in your motherfucking life dim your life for nobody. Don't you ever stop being who you are and dimming your light for none of these motherfuckers out here.

Art should calm the disturbed and disturb the calm.

Thousands of years ago, ancient peoples got bored.

There's a likelihood that you are not the first in your family line to be queer.

Nine days before the Wright brothers' flight, it was predicted that man would not achieve flight for another million years.

To love and be loved-- that alone is what makes this lifetime bearable.

Those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.

Language is fucking weird and accents are natural.

To laugh is to feel such joy you cannot contain it.

90-year-olds still go on dates. You will find someone.

Don't put metal in the microwave.

Taking 'unnecessary' precautions is favorable to getting unnecessarily hurt.

You can switch religions whenever you want.

And the universe said I love you/ And the universe said you have played the game well/ And the universe said everything you need is within you/ And the universe said you are stronger than you know/ And the universe said you are the daylight/ And the universe said you are the night/ And the universe said the darkness you fight is within you/ And the universe said the light you seek is within you/ And the universe said you are not alone/ And the universe said you are not separate from every other thing/ And the universe said you are the universe tasting itself, talking to itself, reading its own code/ And the universe said I love you because you are love.

To be willfully ignorant is to welcome death.

The Nation that makes a great distinction between its scholars and its warriors will have its thinking done by cowards and its fighting done by fools.

Coercion is not consent.

Make sure you have a safe word set in place.

Grief does not disappear. You simply grow around it. You live with it.

Your conscience is a triangle. It pokes you when you do something wrong. If you ignore it enough, it'll smoothen out and become a circle. You won't feel the pokes anymore.

To live is not to survive.

Change your perspective, even if you think you're seeing clearly.

Don't be a dick to kids.

Money may not buy happiness, but it buys comfort.

First, you have to forgive yourself.

Don't panic. Panic drowns thought.

Carelessness is to die.

Your art hot like potato chip.

Remember to take your meds + drink water + eat a snack + unclench your jaw.

If you wouldn't take their advice, don't take their criticism.

'Bad' art that's made with passion is better than 'good' art that has no soul.

Hate is a learned trait. No one is born intolerant.

Love was the law and religion was taught.

Arrive early.

Just because someone looks like you does not make them a friend; just because someone does not look like you, or is unfamiliar, does not make them an enemy.

There are different temperatures and steeping times needed for different types of teas. If you get it wrong, your tea will turn out flavorless or bitter.

Don't store raw meat next to vegetables.

You can't 'just cut the mold' off of soft cheeses, fruits/veggies, or most dairy products.

Boiled water is not the same thing as boiling water.

Bake flour to remove the bacteria. Boil water to remove the bacteria. Put toxic things (such as tarantulas) in boiling water and boil for at least an hour to remove the toxins.

If you don't take yourself seriously, neither will others.

Defeatism is to die.

We are made of stardust.

Never make generalizing statements.

If small things bring you joy, fill your home with small things.

To be cringe is to be free.

Punch 'em in the throat.

[no-where-new-hero]

From now on, showtime! is legitimately the most underrated show I've seen so far on my kdrama journeys. Despite being a fan of fantasy shows and looking out for genre recommendations of all types, I'd never have even heard of it if I weren't determined to watch everything PHJ was in, and he's not even the best thing about it. He's barely in the top three best parts about this show. It's a fabulous ensemble comedy, it's a meaningful but not overblown past-life second-chance love story (it's what TOTNT was doing between Yeon and Jiah but more realistic), it's about forgiveness and trying again and true personal growth and sassy ghosts and letting the intrusive thoughts win sometimes, all with a very passable script, good direction (the lighting director deserved an award), and a kind of like...classic feel to it? It reminds me of older dramas somehow, in its sly and humorous approach to recognizable tropes. Anyway, if you have any interest at all in speculative kdramas (especially if you want something less epic than the Love from the Star/Goblin/Tale of the Nine Tailed/My Demon brand) i really recommend it.

[mesanthropi]

hihihi moots as svt memes go!

i feel like i know you from somewhere, anon 👁️👁️ but i have a shit ton of those so LET'S GO. I'M DOING THIS FOR ALL MY MUTUALS (memes under the readmore)

@wheeboo still can't believe we're moots. anyway, i literally just clicked on this one solely for the captions, but i guess i just gravitated to seungkwan naturally. we're all shocked by capitalism, but ate rani would be the most shocked by it. (she'd hate gas prices here in the ph)

@weird-bookworm these are all gonna be gose pictures, huh? /j this was literally her with me earlier this afternoon. like i was all "should i let the intrusive thoughts win", she came into the replies, then on discord HAHAHAHAH im so sorry you have to deal with my nonsense, but i am stuck with you like oxygen to blood cells.

@3ninth ok not a kpop mutual, but i don't have many mutuals so ya'll are here now no matter what fandom you come from 👉👉 homie is my fellow discord mod. miss her sm fr, hopefully she's back when the owner pops back in from school activities!! if you see this, paula, hope ur having a great time. if not, tell us who we need to beat up

@fairyhaos ATE YENAAAA <33 ok so as an alternative, there's [this], but! primarily, she's giving. this specific mingyu pic. this was defo them during the shua dating rumors and i don't blame her, BUT ALSO. I FEEL LIKE THIS IS ALSO A THING WHENEVER AN ILLEGAL REQ POPS INTO THE ASK BOX. WHEN ARE WE GETTINBG AN UPDATE ON THE COUNT /JJJ

@kyeomyun she's the homie frfr actually. jadaders would tbh go "that's unfortunate" with the biggest smile on her face if there's any minor inconvenience that happens to either you or her. it's either in a way where girlie is fr amused by your misfortune, or this is a call for help. she's going thru it @ school so hopefully she gets a break soon ^^

@i-luvsang just for you, i'm getting an atz meme (and also bc its their 5th debut anniv <3). feel like marimoon would get the nearest stuffed animal in a shop, call for me, and do this with the blankest face they can manage. i'd lose my mind ofc i laugh at everything but especially shit like this. it's deadpan humor, i swear

@hannyoontify KIKIEEEEEEE <333 DO YOU LOVE ME /LYR /J anyway, kie!! my homie kie, we miss you here at residencia misantropia. moving on, we have this lovely jeonghan screenshot from a knowing bros episode. feel like this is their mood sometimes. hopefully you're taking care of yourself, man! when you come back, we're here with open arms fr ong!!

@joshuahonggf JIAAAA we don't talk much but i adore her sm. [img text's rough tr: i know you're getting nervous about tomorrow, sis] we'd probably be the type of homies who'd spam e/o on discord about a project we're grouped up in. or an exam. or a performance, one or the other. but we end up doing great anyway B))) we're cool like that

@haowrld HI PRE 👉👉👉 abnother filo buddy of mine hehehe. wishing u luck on ur fic btw! i assign to you this woozi screenshot. because sometimes, we get those moments of having zero thoughts in our head. this is also at every writer ever, we're good at imnagining shit but actually writing it is either the hardest thing ever or it comes naturally. goodluckies!!

@wqnwoos HANA WHO CAME BACK BECAUSE ANON CALLED THEM POOKIE 👉👉👉 /jjj but seriously, hana was one of the ppl i first followed after i discovered svt fics on tumblr. she's one of the firsy writer si followed!! but considerinh the fact that she used my iwn salt shaker threat against me, this is what they'd send me i think. idk. its lke 1:21 am im getting sillier with these

@mach1nat1on YOU. ASSHOLE. TRAUMATIZER. IMN GIVING YOU THIS BECAUSE THIS IS WHAT I FEEL SOMETIMES WHENEVER YOU DO SOME SHIY IN THE PRIVATE SERVER. YOU HURT MY BBGS YOU HURT ME!! DID YOU KNOW THAT!?!?!??! NOW YOU'RE JUST SOMEBODY THAT I USED TO KNOW 🗣️🗣️ but i also love u dw i forgive u everytime and i support your righst and your wromgs. just know that we are forever in a love/hate relationship

@lumasahina im gonna sc this and send this to our priv server but!! hey dude <3 traumatizer numero uno right beside mac and holls. this is you wnheever i manage to put lore into my silly little writings and my silly little characters. and for the record, just so you know, i feel the same way sometimes. i love how you do lore tho! it's always so well-done n they flow well hehe

@holland (not @ing for other reasons) my HOMIE OF ALL HOPMIES, MY POOKIECAKES MY POOKUMS SNOOKUMS <3 sorry abt that those were rge demons. the voices. anyway! here's your assigned meme. skz just for you. i'd take pics of you like this. those 0.5 angles on iphone, then use them as reaction pics or emojis in our server. but i would also cherish these pictures bc they're you and you r my resident "across the world homie for years". stay safe, drink water, and i hope to finish ur req soon aughhhh

holy shit its like 1:53am now wtf

[mediumtires]

Aight Opinion On the TPs/CEOs in Formula 1

and!!!!!! had a few of these in my inbox so!!!!!

random selection of team principals and ceos — worst to best

13. zak brown

i think we can all agree, he’s the worst one. i wish him nothing but despair and misery. may mclaren never win again.

12. franz tost

am convinced he’s the devil. i have nothing to back this theory up with, it’s based on gut feeling and vague finger pointing at yuki tsunoda. same tier as helmut marko (hell)

11. guenther steiner

but ell! he’s so meme-y! he’s all “don’t fok smash my doors" and "hi gene”! he says fuck a lot! i know. i know. however he broke my baby boy mick's heart and i will never forgive him for that. in the bin with him for all i care.

10. mattia binotto

right down there with his boyf. in my eyes, he’s personally responsible for charles pain hours last year and therefore does not deserve happiness ever again.

9. andrea stella

only down there based on the fact that we have yet to see more of him. he could be great! he could be shit! personally i hope he has a good therapist.

8. jost capito

he left us! how dare you jost! where did you go???? points deducted because he was not supposed to partake in team principal silly season and i have abandonment issues.

7. mike crack (krack)

recently had a chat with sash about this. he could be absolutely anyone. you look at him and you forget his face immediately. also sending thoughts and prayers (has to deal with fernando alonso now)

6. james vowles

blaming merc’s downfall solely on his departure to williams however good on him for ditching one sinking ship for another, speaks in his favour tbh.

5. andi seidl

10/10 great name, great glasses, great hair. the personification of The Dad. forehead kiss.

4. otmar

ok i am blaming dts for this but i love him! he’s adorable! “je m’appelle otmar”? iconic. forehead kiss.

3. fred freddie vasseur

oh fred. i love him. simple as. his face! his attitude! he’s hilarious! also he’s currently swinging the sledgehammer in maranello and i am so here for it. you go fred! listen to all your intrusive thoughts! be silly goofy and sack the entire team! do it i wanna see what happens!

2. christian horner

yes. he’s only second best and those of you who know me will be appropriately surprised by this because he is indeed my favourite war criminal. but he had to make space for-

1. toto fucking wolff

listen. it takes a lot to be this unhinged. he is the cringest craziest most flamboyant team principal there ever was and he is PROUD of it and he really should be. every single thing he’s ever said is iconic. christian horner is a windbag? iconic. likening him to a yapping terrier? iconic. every team has a target on their backs next year? iconic. michael i just sent you an email? iconic. wait a second wait a second i’m talking no you change your fucking car because checo has been saying checo has been on the record i have it printed out ✋🏼? iconic. no one does it like him.

—— and don’t @ me but who the fuck is in charge at alfa romeo now