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Uplift Your Style By Opting For Tops For Mens

In the ever-evolving globe of men's fashion, staying on top of the updated trends is essential for those who want to make a statement with their style. From casual wear to formal dress, the choices of tops for mens are vast and diverse. In this guide, we'll explore some of the hottest trends in men's tops, providing you with insights and inspiration to elevate your wardrobe.

Printed Shirts

Printed shirts have made a bold comeback in recent years. From floral patterns to abstract designs, these shirts add glam to any outfit. Whether you opt for short sleeves or long sleeves, a well-fitted printed shirt can effortlessly transition from an informal day out to a stylish evening affair.

Polo Shirts

Polo shirts are a timeless chic that always stays in style. Perfect for a smart-casual look, polo shirts offer versatility and comfort. Choose from a variety of colors and materials to suit the occasion, and don't hesitate to experiment with layering, such as wearing a lightweight jacket or sweater over your polo for a polished look.

Oversized T-Shirts

The trend of oversized clothing has gained momentum, and oversized T-shirts are no exception. Comfortable and effortlessly cool, these shirts can be mixed with slim-fit jeans or shorts for a laid-back yet fashionable ensemble. Consider choosing neutral colors or bold graphics to make a statement.

Henley Shirts

Henley shirts strike the perfect balance between casual and refined. Characterized by their buttoned placket and collarless design, Henley shirts are a great substitute for traditional T-shirts. They can be dressed up with chinos or down with jeans, offering a versatile option for various occasions.

Striped Shirts

Striped shirts continue to be a wardrobe staple for men. Whether you go for vertical or horizontal stripes, these shirts add a charm of sophistication to your ensemble. Pair them with tailored trousers for a business casual look or with jeans for a more relaxed vibe.

Denim Shirts

Denim shirts are a rugged and stylish option that can be dressed up or down. They work well as a layering piece or as a standalone statement. A denim shirt mixed with chinos or khakis can be a great option for a casual office setting or a weekend outing.

Athleisure Tops

The athleisure trend has reshaped the way men approach casual wear. Performance-inspired tops, such as moisture-wicking T-shirts or lightweight hoodies, offer both style and functionality. These pieces are excellent for the gym, running errands, or simply lounging in comfort.

Conclusion

Staying fashionable and on-trend is a journey of self-expression, and your choice of tops plays a crucial role in defining your style. Whether you prefer a classic and timeless look or want to experiment with bold patterns and designs, the world of tops for men offers a diverse array of options. Keep these trends in mind as you curate your wardrobe, and don't be afraid to mix and match to design looks that reflect your individuality. So check out this complete guide carefully.

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BLs with Strong Historical Elements

Costume dramas, historical BLs, and BLs with time travel or flashbacks to historical locations & times.

These are in order of my personal preference, best at the top.

I Feel You Linger in the Air

2023 Thailand

IFYLITA is an exquisite BL, from filming techniques to narrative framework (much like Until We Meet Again). It's about a gay man from our time who falls into the past, becomes a servant to a noble house, and falls in love with the heir. It turns out this has all happened several times before. Steeped in history and family drama it edges into lakorn (but not as much as To Sir With Love and with way less scenery chewing). This is an elegant and classy soulmates BL... from Thailand which normally doesn't even try for classy. The main couple (both as a pair and as individuals) were excellent, particularly Bright (Yai) whose eye-work acting style is a personal favorite of mine. Pity about the ending. Oh it wasn’t that sad but it wasn’t good either. This show could easily have earned a 10/10 from me except that it fumbled the… erm… balls in the final quarter. Argh. Whatever.

Nobleman Ryu's Wedding

2021 Korea - WeTV

A boy cross-dresses to take his runaway sister's place as a bride to a shy scholar, turns out they like being married. A historical setting allowed this BL to use some seriously old fashioned romance tropes (arranged marriage, evil step-sisters, Cinderfella) but also modern BL stylings like fake relationship & secret identity (drag) plus some cute gay panic. It reminded me of 12th Night more than anything else which just happens to be my favorite Shakespeare play. For all these reasons, I adored it.

(the ghat kiss!)

Tinted With You

2022 Korea - Viki

Fun stylish time travel meets portal fantasy with a likable cast, historical setting, and two actual kisses that mitigate the rough plot and issues around anachronisms.

Word of Honor

2021 China (censored) - Viki/YouTube?

I don’t rec Chinese stuff often, because I believe in censoring the censors, but this show is one of my favorites of the post 2016 censored bromances. It’s two murder-gay assassins (pining sunshine/tsundere), and they are so insanely gay for two boys who will never be allowed to kiss. Tropes include: wuxia, soulmates, paranormal, historical, and fantasy elements.

To Sir, With Love AKA Khun Chai

2022 Thailand - YouTube?

This is a true lakorn (basically Thai tellenovella or soap opera) with scenery chewing performances, especially from the mother characters. Gone With the Wind + Days of Our Lives but gay. That said? I loved it: A glorious central brother relationship (the best, made me cry), het romances, class divide + gay *gasp* main romance - oh my word, the campy drama of it all! Arranged marriage, rebellion, cut sleeves, over-the-top death with curses and regrets, beautiful if inaccurate costumes, secrets unraveling, cover ups, sparkle murder, sex herbs, coils within coils including snakes and murderous green metallic sequins (is anything gayer on this earth?). It’s a WILD ride but it does end happy for our gay boys. A man cries when he finds DEATH GLITTER. Come on! You haffa watch it. That said, like Manner of Death I struggle to rate something on a BL scale when it patently isn’t a BL. So I ended up giving this exactly what I gave that show, 7/10 I enjoyed it a whole lot, but not as a BL.

The Untamed (Special BL Edition)

2020 China (censored) - YouTube

Censored wuxia bromance, amorphous ending. Probubly the best known BL of its kind out of China and responsible for bring many fans to the BL side.

Our Skyy 2: Never Let Me Go

2023 Thailand - YouTube

I was nervous to watch this PondPhuwin vehicle but I liked it a lot! Doomed soulmates + paranormal time travel to fix the past. I’m happy for the outfits and the dancing (if not the singing). It’s not a bad premise and it’s nice to see GMMTV lean into its high production values for a change. I'd adore a full historical starring these two and this was definitely the best of the second series of Our Skyy. I don't think you have to have watched the original Never Let Me Go to enjoy this.

Legend of Long Yang: Rebirth

2017 China

Gaga

Whipping boy trope... literally, servant character takes the strap for the prince, who then makes him his bodyguard and lover when he becomes king. Low budget historical, comes off as kind of cosplay wuxia version of Irresistible Love, but we get (in the credits) an actual kiss, and they both live. So yay for small mercies.

The Director Who Buys Me Dinner

2023 Korea (historical flash backs)

iQIYI

A new employee at a film company encounters a director who claims to have lived 300 years and insists that they have to date (eat, hug & kiss) if baby doesn't want to die. It has a lot of Japanese elements, not the least of which are: an office setting, the fact that every character in this show is unhinged, and a killing of the gays. Featuring a gorgeous & stellar cast, TDWBMD should have utilized them less for melodrama and more for chemistry. This BL surprised me by going there with a lipstick mark AND an actually gay idol. But (you knew there was a but) while it's a unique twist on an office romance it is NOT a unique twist on the doomed red thread trope, resulting in it feeling less than the sum of its parts and ultimately unsatisfying. This might have also had to do with the fact that this was one of those KBLs where I felt how very short it was the whole time I was watching, like I was missing something constantly, in every episode. Worth watching for some but seriously flawed.

First Love Again

2022 Korea (historical flash backs) - Viki

A popular novelist who remembers his past lives meets his soulmate for the third time, only to find she has been reincarnated into the body of a man. This one started out a touch mean-spirited, but we eventually got a good kiss. The confession/rejection scene was justified and the reconciliation and ending was... fine. All in all, the pacing felt rushed and the romantic arc was underdeveloped. They go from like to love to boyfriends in a red hot minute. But that’s par for the course with Korea’s short form. If you don’t mind a heavy does of melodrama in your BL this one has a solid story with a strong concept that’s well acted and produced, making it a classic KBL with better than average chemistry but ultimately a touch forgettable.

Love in Spring AKA Spring of Crush

2022 Korea

This show was all over the place with uneven acting, narrative, and focus (sometimes it wanted to be a slapstick comedy, sometimes a depressing melodrama) which meant no one, actors or viewers, took anyone or anything seriously.... AND it’s a bromance. I was left wondering if SalHyung is now code for “they were roommates” in Kdrama historicals but otherwise largely apathetic and unimpressed. Korea, I now know you can do better. Do better.

Mermaid's Jade

2019 China (censored-esk) - Gaga

Kills the gay.

The Male Queen: Han Zi Gao

2016 China - Gaga

Kills the gay. Schrodinger's BL, both a BL and entirely not one at the same time.

Diary of Heong Yeong Dang

2014 Korea

Kills the Gay

I was gonna do a top 10 list, but there aren't enough by my metrics, so many end sadly.

This post at the behest of @verymuchof thank you for the idea!

Dated April 2023, includes only BLs that had finished their run by that date. Not responsible for cool costume flix that come after that. But you should check the comments to see if any have been added by others!

I might have missed a few that only have time historical elements since I don't always track those.

Also I would like to point out a decided lack of Japan on this list. My ninja yaoi consuming tiny past self is VERY upset about this void.

WHERE ARE MY GAY NINJAS??!!!

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[lilywastaken]

First of all I hope this is the request section second of all love your writings you’ve done so far <3 now to my request, I’ve been seeing way to many edits about dream in mr beast Antartica video. What if fem/reader went along with them and slept with in dream,sapnap, jimmy tent. It would be a dream x reader, friends to lovers or already a couple your choice :). Can’t wait to read more from you <3

⇝ARTIC COLD.

CC! DreamWasTaken x FEM!Reader.

SUMMARY: Spending 50 hours in Antarctica wasn't on your list of things to do this month, but neither was sharing a sleeping bag with your crush.

WARNINGS: Fluff, mentions of blood, illness (Dream's ill the whole time ☠️.), a lot of swearing!

A/N: My first request!! Thank you so much for it! <3 I chose the friends to lovers route with it, and kind of got carried away cause I love this idea (as you'll see)!! I'm actually really proud of this one, it might be my favourite piece of writing yet LMAO. Requests are still open!! Please don't forget to reblog/comment if you enjoy the post, it helps a lot!! Thank you all for the support! &lt;33

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You were used to travelling at this point.

Living with some of the biggest content creators of the year and creating content yourself meant that you were always being invited to places, whether it be conventions or get-togethers with internet friends.

And although you were well acquainted with Karl and knew who he worked for, you had never expected to be invited to be part of one of Mr Beast's survival challenges alongside your roommates and his crew, and you would've been crazy to even imagine you'd be invited to travel to Antarctica of all places.

After living for half a year in one of the warmer states in the U.S., you didn't know how you were meant to survive below 0 degrees when all you had to wear were tank tops and the occasional long sleeved shirt.

Which meant you were stuck borrowing your roommates' big chunky jackets and sweaters that they had brought alongside them for the trip.

It wasn't as if you weren't used to borrowing clothes from them, hell, you were pretty sure most of your closet consisted of Dream's clothes that were too small to fit him anymore.

But that didn't make it any less embarrassing.

"You look like a penguin."

George snorted as soon as you stumbled out of the jet's tiny bathroom, sporting one of the many jackets you were required to wear before exiting the aircraft and stepping onto Antarctica.

"Go fuck yourself." You sneered back, zipping your coat up to your chin and shoving your hands into the pockets, somehow already feeling the chill from the outside despite not having landed yet. "I'm afraid I won't be able to look as stylish as you wish me to during our stay in fucking Antarctica."

"I think you look stylish enough." Clay teased cheekily as he walked up from behind you, large hands landing on your shoulders to manoeuvre you out of his way, causing you to roll your eyes long enough to cause a headache at the cockiness he was exhibiting simply because you had chosen to wear his clothes instead of anyone else's.

"You're just saying that because it's your jacket she's wearing." Nolan commented as Karl helped him zip up the last of the many coats he was wearing, a teasing tone in his voice.

"And she looks good in it, what's the issue?" Dream didn't seem to want to back down from their back and forth, as usually happened with those. When Nolan didn't respond, the blond turned his head around and shot you a grin along with a thumbs up, his silent way of boasting after one of his so-called wins.

"You're such an idiot." You muttered under your breath as Sapnap handed you one of the many scarves that were littered across the floor, and you for one were glad that you had something to cover your face, not wanting anyone to notice the warmth that had risen to your cheeks after your small interaction with Dream.

Despite you living with him for almost a full year, he had somehow never gotten the memo about your true feelings towards him, unlike both Sapnap and George and half of the goddamn internet, who were full-on convinced that you were head over heels for the previously faceless YouTuber, and to be fair, they weren't far off.

He'd been the first one to reach out after lurking around in your streams, the first one to invite you into their server and make an effort to include you into the ongoing lore, to add you to streams with his internet friends and therefore introduce you to the people who you now considered to be your best friends.

It was inevitable, really. After countless hours spent listening to each other's voices through your speakers and being one of the first people to see his face despite his initial fear of rejection, how could you not fall in love with him? He was perfect, from the way his nose crinkled when he smiled to the countless moles adorning his body, he was perfect.

It was stupid, really, how hard you'd fallen for someone who had started out as a simple stranger on the internet who happened to also play Minecraft to one of the people you loved the most.

And you were going to make sure that he'd never know how much you truly loved him, the chances of your confession ruining the friendship you both had built too high to even consider.

"Why are you guys just standing around, we're about to land!" Jimmy came out of the cockpit, clapping his hands together and ushering everyone towards their luggage in an effort to get you to get ready quicker. "Come on! I don't want any of you catching frostbite and dying on me!"

"Wait, that's possible!?"

Despite all the layers of clothing Dream was currently sporting, he somehow managed to feel your hand wrap around his elbow, shuffling closer to his taller build as you readied to exit the aircraft.

"You okay?" He pulled his ski mask down below his lips so he could send you a reassuring smile, his juniper eyes obscured by the ski goggles that sat snuggly on his face.

"Yep. Totally okay. Totally not freaking out because we're about to spend 50 hours in the coldest place on earth. Totally fine, Clay." Your words came out of your mouth almost at the speed of light as your gloved hands fumbled with the scarf around your neck, receiving a laugh from the blond in response.

"Calm down. I doubt Jimmy will actually let us die, okay?" He moved your hands away from your face and fixed your problem himself, the smile on his lips only growing as his fingers brushed against your warming cheeks, a huge contrast to the cold air swirling outside.

"And if you do, just make sure to tell everyone to like and subscribe, okay?" A small 'oof!' left you as Chandler slammed his hands on your shoulders from behind, getting a slightly angered glare from Dream and a few giggles from the others at his action.

"Fuck you, man." You smiled, the sweet yet very brief encouragement you'd received lifting your spirits almost immediately.

But they were swiftly dampened as the doors opened, and holy fucking shit, you'd underestimated how cold it was going to be.

The sun was shining onto your small group, but not a single trace of warmth was felt on your skin, and oh god what you'd give to be back home curled underneath your bed covers holding Patches in your arms.

Jimmy didn't spare a single second to start the challenge, already heading over to the spot he'd claimed would be perfect for the makeshift camp that would be your home for the next two days.

Luckily, you'd been tasked with carrying one of the lighter pieces of luggage, and you'd be lying if you said you didn't almost busted a lung laughing whenever you saw one of the boys slip or trip and fall flat on their faces, but you did stop every time Dream stopped to cough, knowing he had caught a chill right before boarding the plane and the freezing temperatures you were being forced to travel through would likely do him no good.

After surviving a surprise blizzard and almost slipping a few times, you finally reached the spot Jimmy had marked in his mental map. You were almost ready to collapse into the soft looking snow, but of course, you were forced to put up the tents you'd be staying in, which proved even more difficult than propping up a normal tent in the woods, thanks to the never ending wind and slippy snow.

But as soon as you were allowed into the safety of the main tent, you curled into a ball in the corner and fought with your gloves to turn on your phone, which barely worked due to the cold.

"What the fuck are you trying to do with that?" Sapnap groaned as he fell to the ground in front of you, spying at the device in your hands as if he were some sort of prehistoric man and this was his first contact with fire. "You're an actual imbecile if you think there's going to be even a sliver of reception here."

You stuck your tongue out to him and moved to kick his side with your snow boots, snickering in victory as he finally moved away from you, leaving an empty spot at your side as Jimmy started to take out the strange contraptions that were required to make food in such extreme weather, but you were too tired to listen in to his explanation.

"Made you something." You visibly cringed at the sound of Dream's groggy voice before he came into view, ski mask and goggles abandoned so you could see clearly how red and runny his nose was, gloves off so he could hand you the warm packet of food he claimed to have made.

"Didn't know you were a Rudolph cosplayer.", You commented on his appearance with a sly smile, almost dropping the food as you felt him curl into your side, head falling onto your shoulder with a shaky moan of pain, clearly not amused by your attempt at a joke. "You okay?"

"No. Not okay." He whined, his warm breath hitting your neck from where his head was situated and causing goosebumps to form, your body still not used to this much proximity with him. "I feel like shit. Like… worse than shit."

You'd normally roll your eyes at such a statement, but you knew now that he was telling the truth, you'd seen the blood he coughed up the day before during your stay in Chile, and you knew that a cold could quickly turn into something way worse given the time.

You were ready to offer him help with whatever he needed, but you were cut off before you could even begin as you saw his mouth open wide from the corner of your eye.

"Wh-"

"Feed me." He attempted to say without closing his mouth, soft eyes looking up at you through his long eyelashes with a pleasing look. "C'mon. Hungry."

You tried to ignore the head creeping up your neck as you reached into the bag with the plastic spoon to scoop up some of the now lukewarm food out and into his mouth, watching as he closed his mouth around the spoon and gulped, moaning softly at the taste.

"Holy shit that might actually be the best thing I've ever tasted." He opened his mouth again, waiting for you to shovel a bit more food into his mouth.

"Oh, so what you said about my pesto was a lie?" You said, pouting in mock sadness as you repeated your action, shoving the spoon into his mouth a bit too hard and making him choke, but before you could apologise, he shook his head, answering your previous accusation.

"Okay, second best. Your cooking skills put this delicious cold goop to shame." He joked between a few chews, nudging you slightly with his shoulder. "You know that."

"Ah, so you're comparing my food to this?" You raised the bag in question and shook it a bit to further your point, trying your best to not burst out laughing at how panicked he looked as he tried to explain himself; a frown etching onto his face as you finally broke and let out a soft giggle.

"You're making fun of me." He finally seemed to realise as you nodded in response, about to shove some snow in your face if it weren't for the spoon that was shoved into his mouth and the puppy eyes you shot in his direction.

"Truce?"

The gulp he made was enough of a response for you.

Once the spoon you had used for Dream was well disposed of (you didn't want to risk getting ill yourself), you started eating some of the food yourself, Dream's head still snugly resting on your shoulder as he watched your every movement, making small talk every now and then and joining in on the conversations the others were having.

"Okay, it's like… almost midnight." Jimmy commented as he stared down at his watch, everyone staring back at him with the same bewildered expression, since the sun was still shining down onto your small camp. "We gotta get to bed."

"But it's still sunny outside!" Karl whined, pulling back the entrance slap to stare outside for a split moment, everyone immediately shouting at him for letting the cold in.

"And it's going to stay like that! Did the American school system fail you this badly!? Haven't you lot learnt about Antarctica? The sun is always up here!" George exclaimed in frustration, already zipping up his jacket, urging everyone else to abandon their food and do the same.

"Exactly! So let's get into our tents and try to get some rest, okay?" Jimmy encouraged, trying his best to keep everyone's morale up, picking up his sleeping bag and waiting for everyone to be ready before opening the tent.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" You heard Sapnap curse as he followed his group into the tent with their sleeping bags, your own pressed to your chest for extra warmth until you reached the tent you'd be staying in, quickly making yourself at home on the right side.

"Dibs!" You didn't even try to hide the amusement in your voice as you slammed your bag and belongings onto the plastic ground, immediately starting to zip down the giant coat you'd been wearing.

"Yeah, yeah." Jimmy rolled his eyes with a smile as he and Nolan claimed the left side, leaving Dream standing at the entrance in confusion, staring at the empty spot beside your sleeping bag as if it was an abomination of nature.

His brain hadn't seemed to comprehend that he'd be sleeping next to you when you confessed you'd feel safer sleeping in the same tent as him, he had simply assumed you'd be sleeping next to Nolan or Jimmy, not him.

"You okay, dude? You're letting in all the cold." Your voice snapped him out of the daze he had been in, rapidly nodding instead of answering since he really didn't trust his voice to work right then.

Once the tent was zipped up tight, he awkwardly shuffled towards you, watching intently as you pushed your jackets off, which left you in the tight shirt all of you wore beneath the heaps of coats.

His hands shook as he undid his sleeping bag, and he wasn't sure if it was because of the cold or because of how close to you he was going to be in a few minutes.

And he didn't know why this was affecting him so much, he'd been cuddled up into your side less than an hour ago, and he wouldn't be able to count the times you'd crawled into his bed back home after a nightmare or if you were being too lazy to make the few steps that it took from his room to yours. He'd had you in his arms, hell, he'd felt the warm skin of your waist beneath his open palms that one time he helped you decorate the Christmas tree, so why was this different?

Maybe he was deluded.

That's probably right, his cold had gotten so bad that it was affecting his senses, which meant he was now super fucking awkward around you and wanted nothing more than to hide his face in the crook of your neck and feel once again your warm skin bene-

What?

What the fuck?

What the actual fuck?

He froze in his tracks as he stopped his train of thought from going any further, his face heating up as he reviewed the thoughts about you that seemed to have infiltrated his mind.

Well…. it wasn't like he hadn't ever thought about you like that, it was sort of inevitable. You were one of his closest friends, (maybe his closest, but don't tell George that.) and yeah, maybe once in a while he had thought about kissing you, about threading his fingers through your hair and tracing every feature on your pretty face while you laid in his arms.

And… and maybe he had told himself that all those times you had come to him at night for comfort or had stayed in his arms while watching a movie, were nothing but platonic, that you would probably do the same with Sapnap or George (despite the absolute fucking jealousy he felt brewing inside of him at the thought of you lying in their arms instead of his.) and the moments you spent talking about everything and anything at the same time weren't reminiscent to all of his past relationships, because this wasn't a relationship! He was your best friend! Not some creep that was in love with the girl who trusted him the most! Nope! No way.

He nodded to himself in confirmation as he finally finished setting up his sleeping bag, flopping down onto it with an angered huff, ignoring the amused look you sent in his direction.

"You're going to sleep like that?" You questioned, poking his side teasingly, causing him to yelp and move away from your touch as if it was poison as quickly as he could, snapping his head down to look at his outfit.

His cheeks went even redder (if humanly possible) as he realised he had been this close to falling asleep in full Antarctica tactical gear, quickly shoving all of his layers off so he was in the tight shirt your two other tent-mates were also wearing.

"You're so stupid." You snorted at him with a fond smile, turning around on top of your makeshift bed to pick up your phone and some earphones you'd been smart enough to bring. "Downloaded some anime Karl recommended, you want to watch an episode before we sleep?" You offered, making sure your voice was low enough that it didn't disturb Jimmy or Nolan, who were busy talking to the cameraman; lifting an earbud in one hand and waving it around enticingly.

"Y-Yeah, why not?" He smiled back at you, awkwardly shuffling towards you and keeping his distance because he was your friend who respected your boundaries and definitely did not like you.

He sputtered out a whine as you rolled your eyes and pulled his sleeping bag flush against yours, forcing him to sit right next to you, arm to arm, leg to leg and foot to foot. He raised a shaking hand to pop in the earbud you handed to him and tried his best to focus on the screen and not on how fucking warm your skin felt against his, how cute you sounded when you let out a short snort or a low giggle, how pretty you looked from the side with the glow of your phone reflecting your features.

Fuck.

You, for one, were actually enjoying the show at hand (despite only having one earbud, but that didn't matter.), and not focusing on how close Dream was to you, something you were learning to do after all the times you'd spent curled into his side at his bed back home.

You hadn't really thought about how the sleeping arrangements would work back on the plane, you were more concerned about the plastic device Jimmy had shoved into your hand and tried his best to explain how it was supposed to help you use the restroom.

But now that you were given the time to breathe, you finally realised how close you'd be to him, the thought enough to make you want to shove your face into a pillow and scream into it like a schoolgirl, just like every time you ended up in his arms.

Before the episode could finish, the cameraman left after filming a bit of Jimmy and Nolan, the latter escorting him out and turning back around, his gaze flicking down to your sleeping bag.

"Ah, shit, your bag's ripped."

"What?" You let your phone fall onto your lap and leaned over your legs to grab at the end of what would've been your bed if it weren't for the giant gash that had split the bottom in half, exposing your socks to the outside. "Fuck! Jimmy!"

The man in question popped his head up from where he was lying down, surveying the damage before biting the inside of his cheek in thought, scratching his chin.

"Uh… I don't think we've got any spares. Are… Are you okay with sharing or something? I mean, you know Karl, he'll probably be up all night so you can probably take his or share…?"

Dream didn't want to admit how horrible the thought of you leaving his tent to share with Karl was and how disgusting he felt as the jealousy grew in a pit of his stomach as he kept on thinking about it.

"Uh-" You looked down at the threads hanging out of the tear, shrugging your shoulders as you silently agreed. "I mean… as long as Karl's okay with it…? I don't mind."

"Great! Here, let me hel-"

"You can just share with me."

Dream's groggy voice cut off Jimmy's enthusiastic one, causing all of the tent to snap their head into his direction, as if you had forgotten he was there.

"That's fine, right?"

"Yeah!" You cried out a bit too eager, quickly coughing and changing your tone of voice to a more mellow one. "Yeah, that's fine."

"Oookay! That's actually better. A lot of people huddle close for heat here so let's see if you help Dream with that cold of his, eh?" Jimmy nodded, slipping his sleep mask back down his face and lying down, leaving you and Dream wide awake and staring at each other, Nolan having slipped into his bag during your awkward conversation.

"Here." Dream got up and tried his best to pull the sleeping bag open to make more space, waiting patiently for you to unzip your snow boots and put on some fuzzy socks you'd manage to snag in Chile before taking the plane.

"Thanks," You mumbled quietly, awkwardly moving to a side of the bag so Dream would be able to fit in next to you. "For holding it open. And uhm, for offering. I really didn't want to leave the tent, plus, with Karl, Sapnap and George I doubt I'd get any sleep."

Dream snorted in affirmation, aware of how dangerous they were when put together, and he couldn't even imagine how powerful they'd be when contained in such a small space. It was his turn to throw off his boots (not even bothering to unzip them first), and quickly shove himself into the bag next to you in hopes of keeping the warmth his feet had previously been in.

After a bit of shifting and moving limbs, you finally got into a comfortable position, your body draped over his side to preserve warmth with an arm wrapped around you waist with the other tracing random shapes into the arm that was sprawled across his chest, something he subconsciously did every time you were in his arms in such a position.

"This is nice." He mumbled, half joking, half serious.

"Mhm." You hummed, not trusting yourself enough to form proper sentences, carefully resting your head onto his shoulder and tickling his cheek with your hair.

A few moments passed in the same position, Dream's warm hand rubbing circles onto your waist in an attempt to soothe your nerves, knowing how stressed you probably felt without having to ask. You almost melted in his touch as he moved his head to rub his nose into your hair, closing his eyes with a sigh.

"It's impossible to sleep." He finally broke the silence with the muttered sentence, making you giggle and hide your face further into his shoulder.

"Don't you have an eye mask?" You mumbled from your spot, voice muffled by his shirt, feeling him shift beneath you until his hands left you to pull what you assumed was the eye mask down to his face.

"Forgot about it." He grumbled, warm hands finding their spot back onto your body and continuing their ministrations on your skin, lulling you quickly to sleep, feeling as if your head had been stuffed with cotton, tired enough to ignore everything around you, especially the quiet confession that came from Dream's lips and the soft kiss that was pressed to your forehead, leaving it to be a secret of the night.

You were woken up rather abruptly, the tent opening and Karl's high pitched laugh coming in along with the cold air, making everyone in the tent groan in discomfort and move beneath the covers to preserve the warmth, including you two, who during the night seemed to have moved into a different position, your face pressed right into Dream's chest with his chin resting on the crown of your head, his hands cupping the pudge of your thighs as they wrapped around his waist, thumb rubbing in circles like he had done last night with your waist, quickly soothing you back to sleep.

"I'm going to kill you, Karl!" Nolan shouted from his bag as the boy rolled into the tent, Sapnap following close behind with a disposable camera, not trusting his phone enough in such a weather.

"You got it?"

"Yep."

Sapnap made sure the flash was off, not wanting either of you to fully wake up and ruin the moment, before snapping a few pictures of Dream and you cuddled beneath the top layer of his sleeping bag, keeping their giggles and snickers to a low before leaving the tent with a nice reminder of what had happened beneath you.

"Told you it was smart to bring a knife." Sapnap pointed to your discarded sleeping bag with a grin before fully exiting the tent, not without letting in a gust of cold wind.

That seemed to finally snap you out of your sleep, groaning softly as you wriggled in Dream's arms, stopping in your tracks as he let out an incoherent grumble and brought you closer into his arms, as if you were a simple teddy bear and not his best friend who had totally overstepped a line by actually fucking wrapping her legs around his waist as if he were your boyfriend!

"Clay." You whispered as you faced him, moving a hand to push a few of his curls out of the way of his closed eyes and observe the freckles splattered across his skin like stars in the night sky, your finger tracing the short invisible lines between all of them. "Wake up…"

"Hmng…" His hold on you tightened for a moment before returning back to normal, his way of pleading for you to give up and slip back into his arms.

"Claaayy~" you said a bit louder, pressing your finger into the tip of his nose in hopes of getting him to wake faster. "Come on, we've still got a whole day left."

"Do you think I'm actually well enough to do something?" He finally spoke, and you almost jumped at how much worse his voice sounded than last night, but that was a given due to the cold and the mix between his already muzzy voice and the deep tone his morning voice normally took. "Just stay here with me for a while…"

"But I'm well enough to do something, Clay." You mumbled, letting your arm fall by your side and attempting once again to escape his grip, smiling softly as he didn't fight this time and let you slip out easily.

You didn't make any further effort to wake him up again, giving him the luxury of sleeping in a bit longer and getting yourself ready to leave the tent, despite how warm his hold had been and how you truly wanted nothing more than to slip right into his hold and wrap your arms around him.

But you fought the urge to, exiting the warmth of your tent and rushing towards where Karl and George were building a snowman (although it wasn't much of a snowman due to Karl slipping and falling onto it every few minutes.), and offering to assist them.

Ignoring the cold and the fact you didn't have anything to decorate the so-called snowmen with, you actually had fun with them, having said goodbye to Nolan and Jimmy before they left to "claim a mountain" a few hours ago; and you were now left with four snowmen without features, so they really couldn't be called snowmen at all.

"I think it looks pretty good!" Karl hummed as he finished rolling one of the bigger parts of his snowman.

"It's just three balls of snow on top of each other, Karl." George deadpanned as he moved his goggles to see the abominations you three had made.

"I think it looks a bit like you." You stuck your tongue out at George, who returned the gesture before the both of you realised how cold it was to be doing it and quickly returned your tongues back into your mouths.

After making some food and welcoming Jimmy and Nolan back, you spent some time with Dream outside (despite how much your body was screaming at you to get somewhere warm.), and threw a few snowballs at each other, last night's events never discussed or mentioned during your conversations.

You finally realised how much time you had spent outside when Chandler announced the plane would be here in almost two hours, the fact you'd spent almost a day in the freezing snow enough to frighten you into getting frostbite.

"If my fingers fall off I want you to have them, Dream." You confessed to him as you both worked on taking down your tent, giddiness filling you at the loud laugh he let out, nodding his head with a smile beneath his ski mask.

"Yes ma'am, I'll make sure to cherish them until I die." He teased back, shoving whatever remained of the tent into a bag and wrapping some of the rope around it, letting you admire for a moment how strong he truly was before Sapnap called you over to help him with the rubbish.

You didn't have much time to talk as Jimmy hurried you all back to where you had started, where the plane was waiting in all its glory, and holy shit you couldn't wait to be back inside.

You almost tripped on the stairs from how desperate you were to get inside if it weren't for Dream's hands holding you up from behind, knowing how excited you were to get back into the warm safety of the aircraft.

You collapsed into one of the window seats with a loud dramatic exhale, closing your eyes for a moment to enjoy the warmth of the leather chairs and the exaggerated smell of the air freshener that was wafting along the main cabin.

"Fucking finally, right?" Dream laughed after shoving both your luggage into the upper compartments, knowing you'd probably be too exhausted to do it yourself after barely catching any sleep in the last 24 hours, and falling into the empty seat next to you.

"I never thought I'd say this, but…" you turned to look at him dramatically, his heart beating rapidly at your serious expression and words until you spoke. "I actually miss Florida."

He breathed out a sigh of relief along with a laugh, nodding his head in agreement as he moved his hand to wrap around yours, heart fluttering as you didn't even stop him from doing so.

"I can't wait to wear some shorts and a tank top and still be hot." You mumbled with a smile, turning your head to a side to make eye contact with him. "Although it'll probably be a bit too cold for that."

"Yeah, you never know with Floridan winters." He snorted, interlacing your fingers with his and moving to look out the window. "As long as I'm out of this coat, I'll be fine."

It was your turn to laugh, nodding your head in affirmation, and shifting on the seat to rest your head on his shoulder, much like he had done when you had first entered the tent.

Silence filled your little corner of the plane until he finally spoke, turning to you completely and making you lose the balance you previously had.

"You uh… did you hear what I said? Last… uh, last last night?"

You cocked your head to a side like a confused puppy would, shaking your head, a no.

"Uh… well… Shit I'm really going to regret this." He breathed out as a laugh, raising his free hand to pull off his ski mask and ruffle up his curls. "I… I kind of, well… kissed your forehead. And said I- I love you."

Your brain short circuited at his words, blankly staring into his eyes as if your body had stopped just so your mind could make any sense of what he was saying.

"In a non-platonic way."

"In a non-platonic way." You parroted, blinking like a fool as you watched him panic underneath your gaze.

"Yeah."

"Oh."

"Oh."

Silence once again filled your little corner, both of your hands still intertwined and both your gazes locked together, Dream's whole body ready to give out if you didn't give him an answer soon.

"Please say somet-"

"I love you too." Your confession cut him off, his mouth hanging open with unsaid words ready to come out, looking something akin to a fish out of water gasping for air.

"O-Oh!" He breathed out, his body finally catching up to his brain as he nodded at your confession, cheeks pink from both embarrassment and illness. "Holy shit."

"Holy shit." You echoed once again, although this time you ended it with a small breathless giggle, raising your free hand to cup his cheek, stubble pricking your palm and cold skin meeting warm.

"I really want to kiss you right now." He confessed, half closed eyes searching for your gaze as his hand came up to cover yours over his cheek. "But I don't want to get you sick."

You smiled at his pout, shrugging your shoulders as you nodded down towards your fingers. "There's no way I'm not getting sick after that, Clay. It's fine. I want to kiss you too."

He nodded faster than the speed of light as you started to pull him down, pressing your lips to his for a moment that felt like eternity, and oh god, it was better than you imagined. It felt as if fireworks were going off in your head, sending shivers down your spine and lighting every nerve within you on fire, his breath against your lips as he pulled back from them almost burning your skin from how much you wanted to press them back onto his.

"Holy shit."

And by the sounds of it, you hadn't been the only one affected ridiculously by the kiss.

"Can we do that more often?" Dream basically vibrated in his seat at the prospect of being able to repeat that experience, his smile only growing when you nodded your head, a matching one pulling at your lips.

"Yes. Yes please."

[chic-a-gigot]

The Delineator, no. 4, Vol. XLVIII. Autumn Number. October 1896. Published by the Butterick Publishing Co. London & New York. Colored Plate 19. Figures D41 and D42. Autumn Toilettes. Internet Archive, uploaded by Albert R. Mann Library

Figure D 41. — LADIES’ PROMENADE COSTUME.

Figure D 41. — This illustrates a Ladies’ costume. The pattern, which is No. 8631 and costs 1s. 8d. or 40 cents, is in thirteen sizes for ladies from twenty-eight to forty-six inches, bust measure, and may be seen in three views on page 418.

Rich myrtle-green broadcloth and silk are combined in this elegant costume, with lace edging for the jabot and iridescent spangled trimming and narrow lace edging for decoration. The basque adjustment is made by single bust darts and the usual seams and the closing is concealed by a double jabot of lace edging. A frill of narrow lace edging falls over the stand¬ ing collar, giving a soft and dainty touch. Bolero jacket-fronts are a pleasing feature of the costume ; they present a rounding outline and are reversed above the bust and extended to form a deep round collar at the back. Between them the jabot of lace appears fluffily, the edges of the lace falling softly on the boleros. The end of the jabot droops over a pretty crush belt of silk that is gathered at the ends and crosses the front under the jacket-fronts. Pointed epaulettes bordered with spangled trimming stand out stylishly over the one-seam leg-o’-mutton sleeves, which flare in puff effect at the top and fit the arm closely below. The back of the waist is lengthened by a peplum that ripples gracefully.

The three-piece skirt consists of a front-gore and two circular portions that meet in a seam at the center of the back, where the skirt is gathered at the top. At the sides and back the skirt falls in stylish rippling folds and at the front it flares in the approved fashion.

The revival of broadcloth invites refined and artistic dress for the street and marked individuality may assert itself in the selection of colors and decoration. Warm, rich tints of broadcloth in such shades as garnet, dahlia, mulberry, chestnut and wood-brown are liked, as well as green, blue and black. For decoration, bands of passementerie, spangled trimming, fur, etc., are commended and a soft jabot of yellow lace is becoming and rich with any shade of cloth. Aside from broadcloth, there is an infinite variety of materials suitable for Autumn and Winter wear, serge, Scotch cheviot, camel’s-hair and novelty wool goods being all available. With any of these materials velvet or satin may be associated in a costume like this, the decorative fabric being employed for the boleros, girdle and epaulettes; or a third fabric may be used for the girdle. The effect is always enhanced by trimming, which, however, should not be tawdry.

The hat has a soft velvet crown and is trimmed with lace and flowers.

Figure D 42. — LADIES’ VISITING TOILETTE.

Figure D 42. — This consists of a Ladies’ basque-waist and skirt. The basque-waist pattern, which is No. 8659 and costs 1s. 3d. or 30 cents, is in thirteen sizes for ladies from twenty-eight to forty-six inches, bust measure, and may be seen in three views on page 440. The skirt pattern, which is No. 8599 and costs 1s. 3d. or 30 cents, is in nine sizes for ladies from twenty to thirty-six inches, waist measure, and is shown on its accompanying label.

The basque-waist is pictured made of salmon silk and decorated with velvet ribbon and lace edging. The lining over which the waist is arranged is adjusted by double bust darts and the usual seams and is closed in front. The square front-yoke is closed on the left shoulder and the full front fastens at the center. The front has its fulness drawn well to the center by gathers at the top and bottom and puffs out stylishly; the seamless back has two backward-turning plaits at each side of the center flaring toward the shoulders. The one-seam sleeves flare in leg-o’-mutton puffs at the top and fit closely below, and a frill of lace edging droops from the wrist edge over the hand. The yoke is trimmed with two frills of lace edging arranged to follow the square outline, each frill being headed by a row of inch-wide velvet ribbon, and the standing collar is encircled by a softly twisted stock of Avide velvet ribbon, a pretty fan of lace edging drooping over the stock at each side. A soft twist of the wide velvet ribbon surrounds the waist.

The skirt of dahlia crépon, known as the new bell skirt, is circular at the front and sides and in two gores at the back; it may be dart-fitted or gathered in front and presents the rippling folds at the sides and back now fashionable.

A very artistic toilette may be composed with this basque-waist and skirt, if becoming colors and stylish materials are selected. Silk will be most appropriate for the basque-waist and broadcloth, serge, crépon, wool canvas or novelty wool goods are commended for the skirt. Lace edging, spangled trimming, passementerie, velvet ribbon, etc., are popular garnitures.

The hat is stylishly trimmed with fancy plumage, ribbon and a jewelled ornament.

[puddle-nerd]

The Adventures of Shopping

Summary: One of your lovers decides to slip something inside you during your trip to the mall. The other is only too happy to play with the controls. (Tonowari/Reader/Ronal)

Prompt 16 (Sex Toys) for my submission for LunasKinktober2023

Story Tags: No use of y/n, Female Reader, everyone is legal, Modern AU, Human Tonowari, Human Ronal, Polyamory, M/F/F, Established Relationship, Sex Toys, Sex Toys Under Clothing, Vibrators, Orgasm Control, Dirty Talk, In Public, Daddy Kink, Mommy Kink, Vaginal Sex, Squirting, Creampie

Part 2

It had been Ronal’s idea.

And when she wanted to do something, she usually got her way most of the time just because you and Tonowari were so hopelessly in love with her. It also explained why she had wanted you to wear a short skirt and a thong today before dragging you and her husband to the mall. So, when you entered the changing room of one of your favorite boutiques and Ronal slipped in right after you only a moment later, telling you to strip, who were you to argue? The older woman eyed you with a smirk, her blue eyes darkening as you removed your outer layer of clothes for her, leaving you in only your underwear.

“I said strip, little girl,” Ronal repeated herself, eyeing your panties with a raised brow and a cocky smile. You simpered and wiggled your hips as you slid the scrap of material slowly down your legs, watching her grin sharply in building lust. Ronal then reached into her little black purse and pulled out a love egg and a small tube of lube from the inside pocket. “Now…” she commanded, holding them both up for your inspection, “spread ‘em.” Putting your foot up onto the provided seat, you gave your female lover full access to your pussy, trying to control your breathing as she stroked her fingers through your damp folds to get you slick enough to press the lubed toy up inside of you. You quickly grabbed her face, smothering your moan as you kissed her hungrily. “Greedy,” she teased, nipping at your lower lip.

You couldn’t help yourself when it came to her.

Letting the egg settle inside of you, you trembled for a moment, whining, “Mommy,” as Ronal teased your clit with a couple of tantalizing touches before making sure your panties were settled around your hips once more.

“Be good for Mommy, little girl, and we’ll let you cum,” she insisted as she nudged your nose with hers, kissing you chastely this time.

When you both stepped out of the changing room, Tonowari smirked with a knowing brow raised in your direction before he slapped your backside lightly and leaned down to kiss his wife. Then, the two of them made you wait and your anticipation of whenever they would turn it on grew with each passing moment as you felt it inside of you.

The first vibrations started about twenty minutes later.

Your and Ronal’s fingers were intertwined and you had stopped to look at a dress for her through a display window for her upcoming gallery showing. As the egg turned on, you squeaked a little and your spine straightened, your grip on her hand tightening just a little as your cunt tingled from the sudden stimulation. The older woman shot you a perceptive glance and kissed your knuckles before dragging you into the store to try on the dress she wanted. You walked a little stiffer than normal as the egg vibrated pleasantly within your channel but no one looked too closely at you, just yet.

Tonowari just smirked at you, holding his phone as he touched the screen to change the tempo.

“What do you think of this one, little girl?” Ronal brought your attention towards her. She held up the bodycon dress she had been eyeing and you turned to look at the stylish black dress. It had a high neck and long sleeves, ending mid-calf but what made it special was that the whole left sleeve and a column from top to bottom had been exchanged for a sheer fabric with black polka dots.

You nodded, tightening your thighs together as the vibrations ramped up slightly. “You should definitely try it on,” you agreed, voice slightly strained, your body trembling before you spotted a different dress that your lover could also try. You stepped carefully over to it; this one was a full-length sheath dress in a slightly lighter black with a halter neck and a sequined peacock feather design draping down from the neckline and over either side of the bodice. “You could try this one on tooooo!” Your voice raised into a squeal as the vibrations increased much higher, suddenly, spine going even stiffer and your legs beginning to tremble, the blissful feeling inside your pussy causing pleasure to rake up your spine and heat to trickle through your limbs.

Ronal smirked but smacked at her husband to dial it back.

“Thank you, Mommy,” you whimpered quietly, trying to catch your breath, feeling the slick beginning to leak out of you. Ronal grinned and dragged you to the changing room, having you sit upon the bench while she stripped. You watched her avidly, clenching your thighs together as you took her in, biting your lips hungrily.

Even though Ronal was in her mid-forties, she was still absolutely sexy as fuck. And you happily told her as much when she caught you eye fucking her.

“Aren’t you the sweetest thing, little girl?” she purred, leaning down to kiss you softly. You happily met her lips, pulling her onto your lap and nuzzling your face into her lace covered breasts, sucking upon her nipple teasingly. She sighed, arching her back to allow your fun for a moment before she firmly grabbed your jaw, pulling you away from her, saying, “We can play later, greedy little thing.”

You nodded, muttering with a pout, “Yes, Mommy.”

Only to whine as the vibrations ramped up again.

Ronal chuckled, watching from your lap as you writhed in pleasure while her husband played with the mechanical pulsations and the tempo of the love egg buried in your cunt from outside the changing room. Her hopping off of your lap to slide on the first dress, eased the pressure, just a little. You rocked your hips back and forth upon the bench, seeking more friction as you began to climb higher and higher. “Oh, oh,” you whimpered, legs beginning to shake as the heat coiled hotly within your belly. Then you noticed her in the dress. “Oh, that’s so pretty,” you tried to get out, your pelvis grinding down upon the seat faster as the coil in your tummy tightened further.

“Stop,” your lover suddenly commanded and the vibrations ceased a second later. You whined as you forced yourself to halt your movements, legs trembling visibly with the effort as you staved off your climax. She gave you a sharp toothed smile and added aloud, “Good girl… Shall we go show ‘Wari?”

You nodded and slowly got up unsteadily, taking a moment to stabilize yourself and ignore the tightness of your pussy. Your need pulsed deep within you and all you wanted was to cum but from first hand experience, you knew they would draw it out. You clung to your male lover as Ronal modeled the first dress and then changed into the dress you had picked out for her, snuggling under his arm and trading a lazy kiss or two with him as you waited. One of his hands cupped your bottom beneath your skirt and you had to stifle a mewl as his fingers tugged provocatively on the cord of the egg. You squirmed against him, wanting to drag him into the changing room and fuck him but you couldn’t. You both knew you needed Ronal’s permission.

Ronal stepped out and modeled the second dress. Both of the outfits looked amazing on her so the older woman decided to get them both.

With her purchases in tow, Ronal suggested, “Let’s get lunch.”

The vibrations started up again the moment the three of you sat down at a round booth table and you bore your pelvis down into the seat cushion. “Oh,” you hissed, leaning against Ronal and sliding your fingers through Tonowari’s as they bracketed you in the booth. Your breathing got heavy as pleasure seeped through your veins again. Your male lover placed his phone on the table and you watched as he teased the vibrations up and down, feeling the effects of it making your pussy begin to clench.

You buried your face into his shoulder to stifle your panting, your legs shifting as your tried to surreptitiously garner more friction and get yourself closer to your peak. Ronal grabbed one of your knees and stoked the inside of your thigh teasingly, keeping you a little stiller.

“Be good, little girl,” she warned, smiling cooly at the waiter who came up to their table.

All throughout lunch, Tonowari and Ronal tortured you with the app connected to the love egg juddering inside of your quivering cunt as your pleasure rose higher and higher, only to drop as they lowered the settings back down, denying you of your climax. A couple of times, your noticed people giving the three of your strange looks, but that might have been because they also noticed you leaning on either of your lovers, kissing them occasionally as lunch was delivered to you. Or it could have been their tribal face tattoos.

That garnered attention, too.

You might have been a little more paranoid as you tried not to moan in pleasure continuously.

You were just finishing your meal when the egg somehow managed to shift deeper inside of your channel and you had to nearly swallow your tongue to not let out a high pitched mewl.

“Oh… F-f-fuck,” you whined, trembling and clinging to both of your lovers as the coil within you tightened further. “Fuck, I’m so close, Mommy,” you whimpered, burying your face into Ronal’s shoulder to try to conceal your lascivious actions from anyone else in the restaurant possibly looking your way. “Please let me cum now,” you hissed quietly, hips rocking back and forth in your seat. “Please, please, please!”

Tonowari glanced at his wife with a raised brow. Ronal reached beneath your skirt and ran her fingers through the slick dribbling out of you and stuck her fingers into her mouth. She smirked and gave the tiniest of head shakes, gesturing towards the exit instead as she licked her digits clean. He turned down the vibrations and smothered your whine of protest with a hungry kiss. “Just a little longer, little girl,” he promised. “Let’s pay the check and get out to the car, first.” You nodded shakily, clinging to his thick bicep as your shaky legs threatened to give out on you. He had to bodily lift you up into the back seat of his truck before he tossed his wife the keys. Settling into the backseat, Tonowari buckled in before pulling you into his lap, your spine to his chest and reached between your legs. “You’re so slick, little girl,” he purred. “Your panties are fucking ruined.”

You whined, bucking your hips into his touch, noticing Ronal situating herself into the front seat. Her husband maneuvered your legs to the outside of his and spread you wide, flipping up your skirt and showing off your soaked thong to her gaze in the rearview mirror.

“‘Wari’s been patient, hasn’t he, little girl?” the older woman asked, starting the engine before turning around and taking in the sight of you straddling her husband’s lap. “He’s been watching you be pleasured by the egg all day and not asking for anything in return. He should be rewarded, shouldn’t he?”

You swallowed, bobbing your head. “Yes, Mommy.”

“Go ahead and fuck her, ‘Wari,” Ronal commanded. She laughed a little viciously as her husband hastily pulled out his cock from his jeans, stiff and full. Tugging the egg out of your cunt, he stroked himself twice and then pulled you dripping cunt down onto his length. He hissed through clenched teeth.

The sudden stretch inside your clenched pussy had you crying out, nails biting into the seat on either side of his thigh. “Oh, fuck, Daddy,” you whined, grinding down on him. “So close. Please let me cum. Please, Mommy.”

Your lovers both chuckled at your desperation, Tonowari’s a little more strained than hers. “What do you think, Ronal? Has our little girl finally earned it?” Tonowari grunted, gripping your hips tightly and tugging you down onto his cock harshly. “Can she cum?”

You nodded, meeting Ronal’s gaze in the rearview mirror, pleading desperately, “Yes, please, Mommy. Please let me cum.”

The older woman grinned; her blue eyes dark as she drove towards home. She finally nodded, saying, “You’ve both been very good today. You can cum on Daddy’s cock, little girl, as he fills you up.” You sobbed in relief and rutted down onto Tonowari near frantically, chasing your orgasm as the pressure built higher and higher within you. He reached around your front and played with your clit as he shifted and found that one spot, hissing when you reached behind yourself and tugged at his hair lightly. You felt like you were on fire as the coil tightened within you. The movements of the truck as Ronal drove towards home as well as Tonowari controlling your movements so he could bully his way deep inside of you, it was all so much. Almost too much. You began to sob as you got closer and closer to your climax, grinding down onto his length and into his fingers. You ripped your top up and pulled at one of your nipples for even more stimulation.

“Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!”

You wailed, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as your release crashed over you like a tsunami, unfurling in your belly like a hot wave and the pressure in your pussy exploding in an overwhelming gush of liquid releasing from your depths and spraying out of your cunt. You spine arched as you came harder than you’ve ever come before in your life, continuing to squirt as his cock bullied that spongey spot inside of you and his thumb ran circles over your clit, making your climax feel like it wasn’t ever going to stop. Your whole body shuddered and your eyes crossed, your pussy clamping down on Tonowari’s cock like a vice.

He snarled, tightening his grip and grinded you down upon him even faster, hissing, “Just a little more, little girl. Daddy’s almost there.”

He continued to work himself inside of you as you continued to feel the bliss racing throughout your limbs, slumping against him and mewling as he used your hole for his own pleasure. Ronal shifted within the front seat; her cheeks slightly pink but the look in her gaze hungry as she watched the show through the rearview mirror.

Finally, Tonowari groaned, pressing you harder down upon his cock and you felt the heat of his seed pour into you. You nuzzled his cheek and kissed him softly, humming softly as you two basked in the afterglow.

The rest of the ride was quiet until Ronal parked in the garage, cutting the engine.

Releasing her seat belt, she turned around to face both you and her husband and smirked sharkishly, reminding you both, “It’s my turn.”

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Originally Posted: 16 October 2023

Word Count: 2,500

AO3

@pandoraslxna, @eyweveng @teyamsatan @lovefrommeelise

[kikuism]

ranking gojo's outfits in the anime/manga!!! not counting official art and i might've missed some these are just what i remember off the top of my head

7: the collarbone shirt

the girls were going bonkers bananas over this look but im sorry it doesn't do anything for me. i don't care about his collarbones. i prefer a buttoned up gojo, the flashes of skin i like to see on him are not 'delicate' like shoulders/collarbone (seeing those on geto however is a different story, it suits him, that's more his style imo) but im going to expand on that later. such a shame too bc black is his color but this shirt is just Not it. and those fuckass glasses!!! ive always hated them good lord

6: wild side

okay soooo he's very cute in the ed i remember being very charmed by him when i first saw this but the clothes do nothing sorry. i think it's the colors. but i also think it's the collared half sleeve shirt that's just not working in his favor like either commit to a full sleeved collared shirt or no collar at all. also the shirt under the shirt doesn't work either. points for the blindfold though!!!!!!

5: baseball dad

again the way the girlies were going googoo gaga over this look.....no <3 this is Not hot. come on. this is the most office dad look i've ever seen. i do like the sleeves rolled up exposing the forearms that's always tasteful, and the one button left undone giving just a hint of neck. nice! and i like how this outfit is contained and put-together. i don't like the glasses though, i hate the shape. BLINDFOLD SUPERIORITY !!!!!!! for me what makes this kinda cute is more the context of the outfit, supervising the baseball game and bonding with his students <3 and also i like how it's his attempt to look more sophisticated and like a real adult that's cuteee

4: jjk0

CUTE!!!! a nice casual look. see, again i like how he's covered up lol it just suits him so much. i guess it just fits also bc he's so closed off from everyone around him and i like when his clothes reflect that but it's very stylish all the same. this is peak casual relaxed getting over his bf gojo and i love that for him. extra points for the blindfold once more !!!! black is his color 🖤✨

3. robes

ONE OF MY FAVES and we only get it for 30 seconds but the long loose flowy look is just superior on him and he's fully covered which i love. he fills it out so well too with his physique. any character wearing traditional clothing is always a plus for me!!!! really not much else to say here it's just so lovely

2: vs sukuna

HE LOOKS SO GOOD HERE. giggling and twirling my hair hiiiii gojo. this is a great look bc it's understated in its simplicity but highlights his physique very tastefully. like it's not even the outfit itself but more what it's conveying. he is strong!!!! there's a sense of power here, and i love how it's not overt either, we're not seeing like every single line of his abs, which would just give me the ick (sorry toji girlies), it's more like the charisma is on full display here. and i know it seems like thus far i prefer covered up gojo and yes that's true, but if he's going to show skin, it has to either be unintentional (hint of navel as his shirt hitches up, back of the neck exposed with the blindfold, etc), or purposefully on display like this. gojo’s not a skinny twink despite how mappa portrays him, and he's far from dainty in his mannerisms, so dainty displays of skin just don't work on him (the collarbone shirt). if you have a strong physique this is how you show it off!!! well done gege!!!!!!! i just really hope in the anime they don't give him ab lines like toji pleaseeeee that'll ruin it for me. he has such a nice build and this is coming from someone who really doesn't give a fuck about muscles...(pssst here's my veryyy unpopular opinion but that nanami scene that was making the rounds well i just didn't care for it bc i don't care at all for that insanely built look in fact it turns me off 😭)

1. the uniform™

the undisputed champion. number one in my heart always and forever. this is how we're introduced to gojo and im not ashamed to say it was over for me at first sight. how can you not want to know more about him??? it's such a neutral look, so simple and doesn't define or enhance anything but at the same time it's so sleek and sophisticated, all black and all straight sharp lines making up his silhouette. huge fan of how his neck is covered too like every part of him is hidden and inaccessible which is exactly who he is as a person <3 it's so unassuming that it becomes invisible in a way and elevates his charisma if that makes sense. while i really love the vs sukuna outfit, that one conveys a 'going all out' energy which is great but this one just imbues that easy breezy cocky confidence ('my students are watching so i'm going to show off a little' he says in this bedroom voice while his lips basically brush sukuna’s ear WHEW I'LL STOP) that enamored me to him instantly. not to mention the shibuya insanity <3 this really is the superior look!!! sometimes less is more and for someone with such explosive power and a larger than life personality, for this all to be contained in this totally nondescript uniform just clicks in my brain in the best way. the juxtaposition really makes this one. in conclusion he looks THE BEST when he's covered up and understated ‼️

[mysticstarlightduck]

Villain Sneak Peek (Supernova Initiative) - Red Adder & Arachnys

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☆ ・・About/General Info ・・☆

The most dangerous and infamous power couple in both the Junction and Khosmonian Galaxies, Ciara (alias - Red Adder), and her husband, Evander (alias - Arachnys), are the bosses of the ruthless Saphir crime family - they own most of the sprawling criminal underworld with almost nothing from the shady side of the law that they don't somewhat control. Basically, they are the Queen and King of organized crime in both galactic systems. They're also the founders of the conglomerate that owns the illegal, shady clubs responsible for the disappearance of Tarah's best friend and are also the sponsors of Meridian Shardd's inventor. A lot of other lowlifes, mobsters and space pirates in the series answer to them and cause a lot of trouble to the main cast.

☆・・More Info ・・☆

Pronouns:

Arachnys/Evander Saphyr - He/Him

Red Adder/Ciara Saphyr - She/Her

Age:

Arachnys/Evander Saphyr - 42

Red Adder/Ciara Saphyr - 41

Current Role - Antagonists, two of the Main Villains

Appearance:

Red Adder - She is a lithe, yet voluptuous woman, with dark lilac eyes and striking, yet refined, makeup. Her skin is warm white, and she often favors a deep red, almost wine-colored, lipstick, along with pink sunglasses. Sometimes, she wears a black leather choker and leather gloves, especially to avoid leaving fingerprints on anything. Ciara wears dark clothes, often choosing stylish black-tie style clothing, especially dresses, with a white, silk jacket on top and killer heels. She is often regarded as the colder and more menacing looking out of the duo, and that is true. Her hair is a deep shade of red, with her fringe occasionally dyed pink.

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Arachnys - He is a muscular, tall man with tan skin and piercing eyes with pitch-black sclera and ghost-white irises. His smile is impeccably dangerous and his canines look akin to vampiric fangs. He often wears white and gold long-sleeved shirts, slightly unbuttoned, under a dark grey overcoat or jacket, along with black pants and boots. His hair is a dark, striking shade of pink-ish red, with a white streak on the fringe. His brash, short-tempered personality also shines through in his style and appearance more than often.

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Personality Types

✶ Enneagram:

Red Adder - 7w6

Arachnys - 6w5

✶ MBTI:

Red Adder - ESTJ

Arachnys - INFP

Species & Place of Birth: Humanoid Aliens (Eillahn); Unknown;

Sexuality: Straight (both of them)

☆・・Extras・・☆

✶ Character Playlist (A full Character Playlist is still To Be Made. Also this playlist applies to both of them!)

Old Money - Jonathan Young

You could have it all This city would bow beneath your feet Walk like a wolf amongst the sheep And each day you shall dine You could have it allDon't be another casualty You can join our family [...] You could have it all Forbidden fruit that you can bite Follow temptation like the tide Why walk when you could fly? You could have it all Join us and rise above the rest

Feeling Good - Micheal Bublé

Birds flying high You know how I feel Sun in the sky You know how I feel Breeze driftin' on by You know how I feel It's a new dawn It's a new day It's a new life For me And I'm feeling good I'm feeling good

Deal You Can't Refuse - Cristina Vee

You need protection out there Don’t walk the streets alone You can’t deny that you’re scared You know you’re on you’re own You need some peace of mind That I can help you find You only just need to sign Upon the dotted line Make you a deal you can’t refuse Alone, or safe with us - I’ll let you choose Make you a deal you can’t refuse So tell me what you’ve got to lose There are no angels out thereJust demons on the streets This city doesn’t play fair We’ll help you play for keeps

Playground - Bea Miller

Who told you what was down here? Come along, if you wanted a peek I've seen your face around here Come alone, tell me under the table What do you seek? [...] Welcome to the playground, follow me Tell me your nightmares and fantasies Sink into the wasteland underneath Stay for the night, I'll sell you a dream [...] What brings you to the lost and found, dear? Won't you pull up a seat? Everybody got a price 'round here to play Make me an offer, what will it be? Oh-oh, what will it be?

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✶ Tags:

#wip supernova initiative #oc: ciara saphyr #oc: evander saphyr #oc: red adder #oc: arachnys

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[jaylienpotter]

October 2nd @prongsfoot-microfic prompt "heart"

Porcelain

Ever since he first encountered those silver eyes, there was nothing else he thought of. The lad - Sirius Black, he recalled - had been crafted by Michelangelo himself.

He was hot. And from the way the presented himself, he knew it. He looked like a rock star, his dishevelled hair stylish, unlike James's that was purely messy. His piercings, chains and rings all added to the aesthetic. And the tattoos... Oh Gods. He had one going down into the seams of his low pants, Potter could only wonder what the full tattoo looked like.

The best (or worst) part was his charisma. He seemed to have a permanent half smirk on his face. And his casual comments that could definitely be flirty (or maybe James was just delusional). To top it all off, he walked with no destination. He was mysterious, radiated a sense of freedom and yet so much hidden under that easy going portrait he presented.

Days had passed and the man of porcelain skin hadn't left the boy's head. He wished to trace all of the ink on his body, to find each drawing and imperfection and crack. Find his flaws (surely they exist, right?), insecurities, life story.

He had a crush. You might think it's impossible to fall so quickly, for a stranger to top it off, but James Fleamont Potter always did wear his heart on his sleeve.

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[tiger-in-the-flightdeck]

Hii! Can i get a Tim drake uh, treat? first time doin one of these so yeah, thank youu!

Hello! I hope you enjoy this!

Read here, or on AO3

After hours of work, he was finally able to turn off the computer and step away. 

Hours? If he were honest with himself, it had been days that he had been working without any real break. This was nothing new, especially since leaving the Manor and setting up his Nest in the middle of Crime Alley. With no one to loom over him, he could get lost in his task and not come up for air until he was finished. 

As he stood, Tim’s back cracked and popped, and his knees trembled, not used to the movement after being folded under him since daybreak. 

He was used to ignoring his body’s demands. When he had still been growing -something that to his utter disappointment had stopped several years ago, topping him out at five foot almost six- he hadn’t noticed it as it happened until he would put on an old pair of jeans and find that cuffs showed an extra inch of ankle. He didn’t listen to the rumbling of his stomach until he got lightheaded and someone more responsible shoved a sandwich in his mouth. 

Creaking with each step but gradually standing straighter as he went, Tim made his way to the master bathroom where he ran himself a hot bath to soak away the stiffness. As he went, he shed his clothes, marking a path from his desk, up the stairs and down the hall. 

Each discarded item exposed the marks on his body that he often forgot about as well. Not for any kind of self neglect, but simply because it was easier for him to compartmentalise and tuck those little bits of damage away to be dealt with later. Later just rarely came. 

On his belly, the jagged wound from a sword that had run him through while he had been searching for his father. Even now, he wasn’t entirely sure he believed Ra’s when he said that he had survived the surgery and that he hadn’t been dipped in the Pit. It would explain a lot. How he had survived everything else he had faced since, for one. The dark thoughts that often swirled in his mind for another. 

He sank into the tub and let the steaming water come to his chin as he closed his eyes and ran his fingers over his body, cataloguing other marks. 

The still red slash down his forearm he had sustained from the blade of his future self, delight in his eyes when he saw that it formed on him as well, telling him that there was still a chance that he wouldn’t turn into the monster he was. He had to wear long sleeves now, to save himself from pitying, misunderstanding looks. No real hardship in Gotham, where the sun shone an average of twelve hours a year and there was a damp chill in the air more often than not. 

His fingers slid delicately over his throat where the doctors hadn’t quite been able to conceal the scar where one of Penguin’s goons had put a bullet through him. It was mostly covered with the Robin suit, and he wore scarves now when he was in public. Stylish, cool, and stopped any questions from paparazzi. 

On his thigh, four parallel lines scored across the skin just above his knee where his first attempt at shaving his legs had gone awry, and Caroline Hill became a waxer instead of a shaver when she went out in short skirts and high heels to spy on targets at a bar. No one ever noticed that she only drank mineral water, and just pretended to sip at the drinks that were sent her way, her crimson lipstick never smudging on the glass. Tim had learned to run in five inch Louboutin So Kate pumps that summer and so far it was a skill that none of his siblings could master. After he had gotten used to the leers and found his new centre of balance while sporting a full bra, there was something about Caroline that boosted his confidence. She was fun, and sweet, and liked to dance, and when she bent over to pick up a dropped pen, all eyes were on her ass. So different from Tim, the reserved and awkward and gangly. 

Tim laughed softly, the sound echoing off the walls of his bathroom as the memories of crowded dance clubs came to him and his prick twitched and waved for attention through the soap bubbles sitting on the surface of the water. The last time he had been dancing, strangers had pressed in close, holding his hips and pressing their knees between his own. Pinned between two men he had felt relaxed and carefree, even as he kept a careful eye on his target at the other end of the bar. 

He had gone home alone that night, and he was beginning to wonder if he should have given in. 

The way his cock throbbed with want, he realised he had been neglecting other needs as well. 

And he was so bad at taking care of himself, he needed someone else to do it for him. 

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[captainmalewriter]

I posted 78 times in 2022

That's 36 more posts than 2021!

75 posts created (96%)

3 posts reblogged (4%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@swapsrus

@shootingstarwritings

@captainsfavstories

I tagged 75 of my posts in 2022

Only 4% of my posts had no tags

#male possession - 32 posts

#caption - 26 posts

#body possession - 23 posts

#male body possession - 20 posts

#male body switch - 20 posts

#male body swap - 19 posts

#body swap - 17 posts

#body switch - 15 posts

#male takeover - 12 posts

#reasonswhy - 12 posts

Longest Tag: 26 characters

#god i overthink everything

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Stop It

I sat there in the passenger seat as my Dad drove us back from the gym.

This was part of our normal routine, yet I found myself feeling really impatient.

"Dude, c'mon, get out of there already! This is getting weird," I said to him.

"Son, what did I say about calling me dude or bro? You will address me as Sir or Dad,"

"Knock it off man! This is just weird! Get out of my Dad already!"

"And why should I? Just look at these cannons!"

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455 notes - Posted February 8, 2022

#4

Gift That Keeps Giving

“So... how does it feel?” Kamal asked the man in front of him as he adjusted the sleeve of his jersey. The handsome man stayed quiet as he continued to bounce around in place, seemingly trying to get comfortable in his own skin. 

Kamal couldn’t help but admire the man’s well groomed appearance; from his perfect beard to the stylish haircut, Kamal was already fantasizing what it would be like to see that handsome face from underneath him as he jackhammered his ass into submission. He could already hear him begging him to go harder between moans. He knew the jersey would have to stay on during sex to avoid the transformation reverting back, but Kamal accepted it as a fair trade off if it meant he got to fuck a hunk of a man every night from there on. 

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470 notes - Posted May 24, 2022

#3

Watermelon Challenge

The sun was shining as bright as always that Tuesday morning. Beams of light shined into the young Tiktoker Mo Saffari’s room, causing him to wake up. He yawned as he rubbed his eyes, knowing it was time to get up for the day.

Mo grabbed his phone from the nightstand and unlocked it. He cleared out all of the notifications from his various social medias and checked for any new messages. He answered a few of the more interesting ones and left the rest on read. They could wait a while longer.

He then turned off his phone, and in the split second before he tossed it to the side, Mo caught a glimpse of his own reflection on the little black screen. He smirked as he admired himself. He knew he was hot, and with that thought in mind, he decided to snap a quick selfie for his Instagram stories. Something to get his many fans and followers going.

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480 notes - Posted June 27, 2022

#2

Side Business

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Then, out of nowhere, Jojo’s eyes opened. I saw how bloodshot his eyes were. I took a step back at the sight of it. Jojo started arching upwards too. It looked painful, seeing him stretch like that… He was still gasping while all this happened too. This disturbing sight continued for a few seconds that felt like an eternity, then Jojo slammed back down to his bed, as motionless as before he started flailing. 

I stood there, hand against my beating heart, trying to process everything that had just happened. It felt like I had just witnessed a man have a seizure and then have it resolved by itself! 

After another brief pause, Jojo’s eyes opened again. They weren’t bloodshot this time, they looked as white as ever. He rolled out of his bed, and began to look and feel around his body. 

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576 notes - Posted May 28, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Payback

***

Somehow, I had fallen onto my knees in the midst of all the pleasure. I was about to get up, but then an inexplicable pain began to spread in my throat. It was a sharp pain, like something had just jammed itself down my throat. I also noticed a weird, slimy taste in my mouth. It was disgusting!

“What’s the matter? Don’t like a little cum in your mouth?”

I heard a deep voice that sounded vaguely familiar, and when I looked up, I saw my own body looking down at me.

I stared in horror as I watched my own body flexing and pec bouncing right in front of me. I then looked down at my body, and saw I now had the body of the dainty twink that had just sucked me off!

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673 notes - Posted March 11, 2022

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[fashionbooksmilano]

Merchant & Mills Workbook

a collection of versatile sewing patterns for an elegant All Season Wardrobe

Make / Fashion / Work

Pavilion Books, London 2015, 144 pages, 21,5x27,5cm, ISBN 978-1-90939-742-2

euro 35,00

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Six classic garments that create a stylish multi-layered wardrobe from scratch. Make fashion work.

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26/10/24