#gawd that man I swear...

[discoschudson]

tots not already switching fandoms 😔

switching from hamilton to EPIC the musical

guess my favorite guys

[icequeenbae]

This is the most precious little pup 🥺❤️❤️ Look at his tiny sleepy pout 😭😭😭 he a baby

baekhyun being adorable on his ig live 230721 ♡

[starsinthesky5]

Do you ever think songbird gives her opinion on football? Like she has full-on conversations and talks joes ears off when they're watching games and Joe is just like😍🤤 he thinks it's the hottest thing ever. Like I can imagine songbird going around the kitchen while making dinner and talking about the current situation with the Bengals and Joe is standing there DROOLING over her UGH

last one for today <3 you’re lucky it was my day off ;) this was so fun to answer because…hell YES. he’s so obsessed with her and when she talks ball? oh my gawd.

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he’s absolutely feral for it.

joe knew from the jump that she was a football fan—hell, that was one of the first things that drew him to her. she wasn’t just some casual sunday watcher; she lived for this. grew up on it. could recall games from a decade ago like they just happened. even had baby photos in little onesies from her favorite team growing up.

but what really got him? the way she talks about it.

they’re in the kitchen, cooking dinner together—well, she’s cooking, and joe’s just hanging around, pretending to help while really just waiting for her to hand him some kind of easy task. and she’s talking, bouncing around the space, barefoot in one of his sweatshirts, sleeves shoved up as she preps ingredients.

“i’m telling you, joe, if they don’t start utilizing the tight ends more, the offense is gonna stay too predictable. they need to mix it up—get some quick, high-percentage throws going, especially with how much pressure you’re getting. and if they don’t fix that run game soon? we’re gonna be dealing with the same struggles we had last year. it’s a cycle, and it has to break otherwise i’m gonna rip zac a new one,”.

joe is standing there, arms crossed, leaning against the counter, staring at her like she just invented oxygen.

because she’s not just repeating what she’s heard on some sports show—she knows this game. she’s analyzing it, breaking it down in real-time.

and holy fuck it’s sexy.

“babe,” he murmurs, not even realizing he said it out loud.

she glances up, mid-sentence, an eyebrow raised. “what?”.

he shakes his head, blinking a few times like he’s trying to snap himself out of it. “nothin’. just—,” he exhales, rubbing a hand over his jaw, smirking a little. “you’re so hot when you talk ball,”.

she snorts, tossing a chopped bell pepper at him. “you’re an idiot,”.

he catches it, pops it in his mouth, and just smiles so cutely, because yeah, maybe he is. maybe he’s whipped. maybe he’d let her talk about nothing but football for hours if it meant getting to watch her like this—focused, passionate, all lit up with energy.

he steps closer, wrapping his arms around her from behind, pressing a slow kiss to the side of her neck. “nah,” he murmurs, voice low. “just obsessed,��.

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she talks his ears off at any given chance. monday nights, thursday nights, and as usual…sundays. she just can’t help herself and needs to ramble about her thoughts while watching, a habit she’s had for years. and who better to ramble to then mr. hunky football man himself?

joe had seen plenty of passionate football fans in his life, but nothing compared to her.

they’re on the couch, the sunday night game on, her feet tucked under his thigh as she leans forward, eyes locked on the screen like her life depends on it.

and she’s going off.

like off.

“oh, come on! why would you call that on third and short? the box is stacked, it was so obvious they were gonna crash the line. they should’ve play-actioned that shit—easy first down,”.

joe doesn’t even care about the game anymore. he’s watching her. watching the way her brows knit together, the way her hands move as she talks, the way her voice rises and falls with pure, unfiltered passion.

and then she hits him with, “babe, did you see how they disguised that coverage? pre-snap it looked like man, but then they bailed into a deep zone and completely baited the quarterback—textbook disguise, i swear, if we don’t start running more of that, i’m gonna lose my mind,”.

and he’s just sitting there, staring at her like she just told him the meaning of life, like his whole world has been rocked.

“god, you’re hot,” he breathes, not even thinking about it.

she barely looks at him, too absorbed by what was happening on the screen. “i know,”.

and fuck, that does something to him.

she’s still talking, still dissecting the game, pointing out mismatches and schemes and coaching decisions—meanwhile, joe is just sitting there, absolutely feral, running a hand down his face like he’s trying to contain himself.

she’s a walking, talking dream to him. because it’s not just that she likes football—it’s that she understands it. deep, real, down-to-the-details understands it.

and she cares. she feels it.

he swears he could marry her right now.

instead, he just shakes his head, grinning, squeezing her thigh as he leans in close, voice all gravely in her ear.

“keep talkin’, baby,” he murmurs. “prettiest analyst i’ve ever heard,”.

and when she rolls her eyes but still keeps going?

yeah. he’s gone.

[bloodchapell]

Hi, I would like some where the 5 wise generals + Stanley and Xeno, go out with a Latina (from Costa Rica) with a very strong character, and she always manages to give them orders and they don't refute, please.

si señora, yes ma'am

what to expect: latina reader HELL YEAHHH, mix between modern au and canon

your sword's note: as a latina myself this was what i needed hell yeahhh, if my colombian mindset slips thru this ignore it, (or embrace it idek) will try to make it neutral, more on my mistresslist

Ryusui:

Starting strong. I am a firm believer that Ryusui is top #1 latina lover, like this guy desires everyone but when he senses a latina things are different. He factually knows basic spanish and will be flirting using his skills. What I mean by this is that he will be calling you mami💀. He met you while he was traveling and since then he has been obsessed with you. His uncle doesn't like you and unusually Ryusui feels like throwing hands because of it.

"Ryusui Nanami did you have Francois cook for you again!?" You scold him once you see the butler standing in the kitchen. Oops, full government name, bad signal.

"That is their job mi amor." His pout can't save him. You drag him by the wrist to the kitchen.

"I see Francois here every day, I love them so much but I know they have their own life and their own desires, so I gave them the day off. Why the hell is then Francois here cooking for you? God forbid something happens to them, you will die of inanition." Ryusui listens with flaky resolution at your stern expression. Growing up he always found his way around orders, but he can't possibly defy you.

My god, he parades you around like a trophy, he brags to everyone that you have a beauty they can't even begin to comprehend. But it doesn't stop there, he is always talking about how smart you are, and how strong you are.

Regardless if you are bad at dancing or not, he considers you a prodigy and insist on taking classes himself so he can dance with you and not embarrass you. He is really good.

Gen:

I don't even know where to start. He is a little bizarre like that and will fall easily for you when you greet him with a kiss on the cheek. His brain can't function properly and he can't use his knowledge of the human mind on you. I can't ever picture Gen as dominant in any shape or form so he will agree with whatever you say. He wholeheartedly enjoys being bossed around.

"Gen Asagiri get here this instant!" You yell and he is already running to you.

"I'm so sorry love I promise whatever it is was unintentional, I did not mean it I am sorry." He is almost on his knees.

"You tricked Kinro and exchanged your workload with his, you apologize this instant." You point at him, he is afraid and nods but you can see the intention of twisting the situation around in his eyes. "Or no arroz con frijoles."

"No! Don't do that to me please! I will apologize right now..." Gen clings to you at the call of his favorite food only you can cook.

Ukyo:

You don't need to boss this man around, he is already perfect.

He loves listening to you, whether it is talking to him in Spanish, or when your accent slips in when you're talking Japanese or English, but his favorite moment of the day is when you sing to him, it doesn't matter if its reggaeton, salsa, bachata, cumbia, he absolutely loves it and will learn the lyrics to your favorite songs and sing along with you.

Ukyo loves how your fiery personality matches his calm demeanor, he feels like its the perfect balance,

Chrome:

MY GAWD THIS IS WILD. My brain is wired in such a way that I can't imagine him with someone that isn't Ruri but we will try.

For some reason, you were in Japan when you got petrified, and you were revived. Eventually when Chrome meets you, he is confused as hell, why do you look so different? He finds it beautiful. When you tell him of the landscapes of your country he will cry, and swears that he will go and explore with you.

"Maldita sea!" You curse when you hurt yourself when helping building the latest invention of the kingdom of science, it's a minor scratch and you tend to it fast. Chrome on the other hand, sits baffled.

"What was that!? Is she a sorcerer?" He runs to Senku.

"No idiot, that is Spanish, another language." Senku huffs.

Chrome insists on learning Spanish.

"How do you say 'thats bad' in Spanish?" He asks with his eyes glimmering.

"Que malote."

He says it in Spanish now.

Senku:

I am having a field trip with this one 🤑.

The stereotype of us latinas being bossy and having a strong character is lowkey so real. Initially he would be bothered by this, but eventually he gives in, sometimes it is true that you know better.

"Why is your family's Christmas celebration on the 24th?" Senku asks confused. You invited him back home for Christmas since Byakuya was training in NASA.

"We are staying up until 12 and celebrating, to open the gifts." You shake him. He rolls his eyes but will oblige.

"Mijo pass me that thing over there, la cosa esa." Your dad points and he has no idea what your dad wants him to hand over.

"It's just 3pm, why are you all dressed up? You better not spill food over your clothes, now go get the soda." Your mom complains. You of course drag along Senku, and he sees how lively the neighborhood is.

As it gets late, more and more family members will arrive, you introduce him as your boyfriend and they talk his ears off. He is baffled at how many people there are in the celebration.

Your family will pray and then get to eating, he stays silent during the prayer and eats. Everything he has eaten before in his life is literally trash compared to your mom's cooking.

At 12, the fireworks start to go off and everyone hugs each other, you will hug him and he corresponds after he realizes he was the first person you hugged. Everyone opens the gifts and he feels so warm at how nice everyone is.

After that, he plays video games with your cousins, eats more, drinks upon the uncles' requests, and finally, falls asleep on two chairs at 4am as everyone is still dancing.

Stanley:

This is latina lover #2.

You are the annoying high school couple omg. After years together he knows Spanish but his accent is so heavy, you always make fun of him, he would also be conjugating things wrong. "¿Donde estas tu? Ya llegue a el casa y yo no te encontrar."

"Pfttt, ¿el casa?" You mock him through the phone.

Your family 100% calls him gringo. He doesn't care.

The chances of Stanley messing up in his work are almost impossible, but during the times that he has almost messed up, he thinks of you; not in a cutesy way.

"Listen to me Stanley Snyder, if you are going through with this soldier thing, you will be careful, you will come home in a piece, you will make sure nothing happens to you, because if it does... trust me, bad things will happen, if you die I will revive you myself, torture you, kill you and revive you again only because I would miss you. But believe me, whatever miserable hell you might go through doesn't compare to my tortures. Do you want to see some other guy consoling me after you die? Think wisely, and act accordingly."

Xeno:

Bro is that one American who is fluent in Spanish just by osmosis. His pronunciation is flawless, conjugation is perfect, accent is minimal.

There are greater goods, greater evils. He is evil, but you are a greater evil. He will be so happy when he realizes you are also evil.

Your elegance is on another level, even in moments when you are technically not elegant, he will always find something so stunning and perfect about you.

A total gentleman. He is somewhat surprised that you corresponded his feelings because he saw you so out of his league.

"Xeno, I don't want you coming home at 11pm a single day more, if you get here later than 8pm, you will find your bags on the doorstep." You scold him after he gets home late from work.

"I am really sorry princesa, I will do better and make it up to you."

And he does.

[pikinanouart]

Chapter 99 sucker punched me right in the FEELS but Clueless!Henderson was still funny.

I mean yeah he eventually got it but a billion years too late man

Now Becky Blackbell better makes it her life mission to reunite them together, I swear to gawd.

[m4ah]

Yesterday I was rlly miserable bc final exams are coming and my braincells are all retired hags

So instead of studying and helping myself i checked fei's wiki bc this guy is my motive to continue living

AND OHMYFKINGOD

THEY DID WHAT.

VICTORY ROAD FEI.

A DSMN VR FEI

THE DESIGN IS FAR FROM MY EXPECTATIONS BUT GAWD DAYUM

7TYCCTUICTUCGUVVIVIIBIBUIBIYBIYBYIOBYIIIGYIVIYGIVYIGIVIOUGIYVYIIGIYIIGIYIGYIGIBBYIIIYUGGYUIVYUIGYIOBOYIBYIOBYIOOYUVVYUIIUVITUIIFTUICTUFTUIvuivguiuvyibuigiouguiovyiouvyivuoyuivyuivyvyuiufituictftuicuiiturydxrtuxrtudrygiouyvoiyvuvuyivyuiuiCGUIIYCGICGUCGICGUCGUIICUTICUTCTUCTUYFTICUTFTYIFITCYFFYITCYTFUUUUCTYCUTTYTYCTUCTUCYTUTYUCYTU

LEVEL-5 REMEMBERED FEI?????

FEI IS ALIVE AGAIN

I WONT END IT ALL

JS WAIT FOR MY EXAMS TO FINISH.

I SWEAR I WILL DRAW THIS MAN LIKE IT'S MY RELIGION

THEY REVIVED HIM

I FEEL LIKE EXPLODING

I MIGHT FUCKIN FAINT

WHY IN MYY EXXAAAAAAAAAMMMMSSSSSS

I WNA DRAW HIM

I GENUINELY CANT I CICIYGUICGCTUITCYITCIUCITYCYUTCYICCYITVUITVGUGGIIYFCYITCCIFIYIFUCYITCTUFTYIFTYIIFUT

I WIN AGAIN

[sinning-23]

B.A.S (Satori Gojo x Reader x Geto Suguru)

NSFW BLUEB MINORS DNI 18+

He lyin to me, and I’m lyin to him. Fuck it, guess we both ain’t shit

Yall I swear to gawd I had a vision and I needed to properly execute it. You already know what my specialty is so expect smut and drama I. This little concoction I whipped up! I HOPE YALL ENJOY!

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On one had, he wasn’t you man….but damn did it feel good fucking him like he was. Satoru’s got you in a headlock damn near. That’s stupid smirk ever present on his face as your boobs bounce with each wicked thrust.

“Cmon don’t tell me you’re tired already?” He chuckles, his free hand coming down to pinch your sensitive clit.

Fucking you from behind with this bruising pace has you fucked dumb. You can hardly think anymore. But each stroke slamming into your back is met with another from underneath.

“Yeah she is, look at that face?” Suguru chuckles from below, silky black tresses sprawled over the pillows and sheets.

“Be a good girl and cum again?”Satoru adds, your body fighting for it’s life as each of them pull orgasm after slippery orgasm out of your tired and spent pussy.

“I-I-I..ohh f-fuck.” You stutter out, each thrust knocking the wind from your lungs.

They pair only chuckles as a moan falters and tears it way past your glossy kiss bitten lips. Your juices drip once again coating Satoru and Suguru’s cocks as they continue to fill you with loads of sticky cum.

“Atta girl, take it all, fuck, take it all in.” Gojo huffs pulling out of you to admire his work, ropes of white spilling out from

You as you whimper from the suddenness of begin empty. Slightly that’s is…Suguru is still pumping you full, his last trust making him whine, his cock slipping out of you as the very same thing occurs.

What a fuckin mess.

And to think, Toji didn’t have a clue.

[negrowhat]

do you have any fave possessive characters in bl live adaptations you've watched? who are your top 5 or 10? thx

Heyyyyyyyyyyy Anon! Sorry I'm a few days late but I was out of town and I didn't want to answer this without the proper attention you deserve! And I'm glad I waited because when I was reading this ask on my phone I could swear it said "obsessive" and not "possessive" lmao.

To me, possessive and jealous kind of go hand-in-hand. Typically possessive people are extremely jealous since they want all of their person's everything. And of course I have favorite possessive characters! A good handful of them actually so let's go down the list shall we!

Phun from Love Sick the Series. Oh gawd Phun didn't want anyone talking to Noh. And he was extra possessive because he knew Noh had trouble with curbing people interested in him. Phun would physically insert himself Noh and anyone he viewed as a threat. Pushing people aside and then smirking at them when Noh would lean into him. He was a man of few words but everyone learned that Noh only belonged to him.

Solo from Oxygen the series. He was clingy possessive. He wanted Gui to spend every waking moment with him and he got pouty and bratty when Gui would even breathe in another person's direction. He didn't want anyone to touch anything given to him by Gui and he practically coerced Gui into moving in with him so he could be attached to his man like velcro. To be fair, Gui definitely seemed to show Solo extra special care and attention he gave no one else.

Choi Jun from Jun & Jun. Big Jun felt like he had every right to be possessive of Lee Jun because he had been in love with him since they were younger and he had known him longer. He just wanted to have Lee Jun all to himself. He could not STAND that Lee Jun had so many suitors and he made sure all those other men understood that he would stop at nothing to keep Lee Jun to himself. He was also pretty open about it with Lee Jun too which was pretty refreshing. He knew he would be victorious.

Kiyoi from Utsukushii Kare. I think Kiyoi feels possessive of Hira because he knows Hira feels like he doesn't deserve to be at his side. He's very much like, "Ummmm you belong to me so how could you be worthless or useless?" He chose Hira and he wants all of Hira and he didn't appreciate people talking crap or belittling someone that belonged to him. I think it's interesting because Kiyoi wanted to be admired by all in the beginning but the only person he cared about being seen by was Hira.

Kinn from KinnPorsche the Series. Now technically Kinn owned Porsche in some sense because he was his boss. And for a good hunk of the series he outright treated Porsche like a belonging, loaning him out and making him serve and what not. Definitely the most straightforward case of possessive I have.

Takara from Takara-kun to Amagi-kun. I mean he wanted to be the only person to see every facet of Amagi's personality. He wanted to be the only person to have full access to Amagi and all of his emotions. Honestly it was good that Takara was so possessive of Amagi because Amagi's abandonment issues made him want to belong to someone.

Babe from Pit Babe the Series. Hello???? Babe's boy??? Babe couldn't STAND seeing other people talk to Charlie if he didn't already know their relationship. He was so nasty to Jeff in the beginning because he thought Charlie was trying to belong to them both. He took Charlie being his boy very, very seriously and I know he would never allow Charlie to be with anyone else. Charlie belonged only to him. He is an Alpha after all and Alphas don't share.

Tae Myungha from Love for Love's Sake. I wasn't sure if I was going to include Myungha but Myungha straight up told Yeowoon not to forget that he belonged to him. Like that possessive side came out so swiftly and seamlessly. And it's the way Yeowoon loves that Myungha shows possession over him. Look the gif was there (thanks Vlada) so I used it.

Lee Jihan from City_Boy Log. From the moment they met Jihan kind of inserted himself into Jaejun's life and swatted away anyone else trying to get close to Jaejun. He didn't want anyone else showing that man affection. He wanted to be the only one with access to that man. And honestly I think Jaejun enjoyed all that attention from his possessive boyfriend. It never seemed to be a problem.

Type from TharrnType the Series. Type was insanely possessive and jealous when it came to Tharn. He mentioned quite a few times that Tharn belonged only to him and Tharn enjoyed being claimed by that man. Type had no problem literally going toe-to-toe with anyone he felt was trying to steal Tharn away from him. Type was toxically possessive of Tharn.

Oh look it came out to 10 characters.

[sharonisthebettercarter]

hugh campbell is literally the tallest member of the boys in the show and it's one a my favorite details<3

they rarely show it off and tend to use camera angles and posture (hughie boi i see you constantly slouching--LOOK AT HIM~<3<3<3 just casually *unintentionally* making butcher appear is *actual size*--) to play up or downplay/switch up height differences, but i kinda love that hughie went from being the second shortest member (comics) of the boys to the literal tallest<3 (butcher was generally in the middle with homie just casually being a head taller than him--, frenchie and mm being the taller guys on the team, love sausage of course being the biggest guy when there~<3<3<3 he still is btw--)

love love LOVE him so fucking much<3<3<3 literally the *only* REAL bear in this damn series (HE STRAIGHT UP BEAR HUGS BILLY IN THE COMIC AHHHHHHHHHHH~<3<3<3!!! we better see moar of him i swears--). mm is a close one, but he's more of a good big papa wolf~<3 butcher's a scraggly dumpster kitten or fuckin' heifer--

i *also* love love LOVE the single inch height increment hughie and billy got goin' on with homie, it's just the cutest most fun thing~<3 it goes--

5'11" (homie<3)

6'0" (billy bean<3<3)

6'1" (not so wee hughie<3<3<3)

6'2" (LOVE SAUSAGE~<3<3<3<3!!)

i see you sandwiched right inbetween those bois there, 'ey billy~<3? ;)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

throw in mm between billy and homie, it's hard to find a solid height on that bitch<3 (and they *def* keep trying to downplay his height and bulk cause holy FUCK, THAT MAN--) but i'm gonna say he's probably around 5'11.5", closer to 6'0" maybe??

lol for the roughest layout i guess, they tend to bill urban a bit taller than he is (you can tell cause they'll bill quaid at the same numbers but he's definitely taller than urban, also i SWEAR everytime this man is in a photo that's not a solo glamor shot he's tryin' out some jank ass angles always always always leaning *in* to the camera to make himself look *bigger* leik honey you are so fuckin' cute-- and they *def* keep trying to make billy look *way* bigger than he actually is, BILLYYYYYYYYYYY--) but boi, i see you too<3<3<3

i guess maybe a little closer, it might go something like...

5'11" (homie)

5'11.75" (mm)

6'0.5" (billy bean)

6'1.5" (hughie)

in which there's .75 increments, and then a full 1 inch leap from billy to hughie. either way, they're def very close and not a single one is 'small' per se (except compared to love sausage--tho i do bet starr is one of those fuckers to downplay his height so other men get insecure LMAO--), but i just love the sequencing<3<3<3

what i *also* love~?

(bad posture homie lol) homie's reaction to hughie posturing at his full height was fucking amazing. IT WAS OH MY GAWD--i can't. he had his little surprised moment and then made a *pleased* "ooh~<3" and then smirked like THIS--

leik hughie... MAH BOI--i know he *tried* so fucking hard but leik. homelander is just so unthreatened by him that he's fucking *amused* and engaged with hughie *trying* to be brave. *he relaxed further*-- he just... he just doesn't give a shit. and it's horrible. but also *beautiful* because at this point, you can tell he's just so bored out of his mind that he even *welcomes* the challenge in some ways. he is LOVING that people feel so attacked by him without him doing much--LEIK.

there are a couple other unhinged and unsettling *positive* reactions he has to people similarly enough, (his descent into madness in real time--not gonna get into it now lest this post become *all* about homie--) but man oh man~<3

little bit less posture difference here, will say it's silly fandom obsesses over/exaggerates single inch height differences (particularly between homie and billy while ignoring/reversing hughie and billy, leik C'MON--let hughie be his height~<3! also we should be obsessing over the perfect~<3 *sequencing*, DUH--) but it's honestly pretty amazing how much of a nonfactor the height is in general.

for homie, it's pretty obvious he doesn't give a shit as he's particularly relaxed and unbothered by people being taller than him (especially hughie--literally amused by people posturing LEIK--by the gods his reaction to hughie challenging him--I CAN'T IT WAS FUCKING--GOOSEBUMPS~<3<3<3), but it just goes to show. motherfucker is just playing with his food--

BONUS~<3

lmao blurry ass pic of baby urban getting *dwarfed* by dwayne "i'm 5'11" and wear lifts" 'the rock' johnson. (also that mofo got so much bigger leik gotdamn i am actually curious how much more he'd *DWARF* urban cause ya look at him now and just. he ate a truck--ya look at the rock next to a guy leik SHAQ and HOLY FUCKIN' SHIT the differences are staggering leik one inch is nothin' baby--) SWEET BABY JEEZUZ--

bonus bonus~<3

another detail i *love*?

the shorter two (and frenchie~<3<3<3!) have the bigger/longer noses and... *likely* the biggest cocks--

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[daydreamgoddess14]

Guilty as Sin

Yes, I know I'm supposed to be doing the last (? maybe? Not sure...) chapter of First Impressions but first I couldn't get this out of my brain because I swear I literally think about this man every minute of the day. Did you know he can sing? Sweet jesus, no one show me proof, I guarantee it will finish me off. Anyway, here's a little quickie (hehe 😏) cos gawd knows this fandom needs a lot a lot a lot more River and I will happily carry that burden 😂

River Cartwright/OFC (you/reader insert, no use of Y/N, L/N). Lots of smutty smut and jealousy, River feeling feelings, language warning. Mature rating.

You're undercover and it turns out River is incredibly jealous.

Without further adooooo...

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You take another long drink, watching him as he watches you. His eyes haven't left you for what feels like hours. It has been hours, this back and forth, push and pull. It's a game you both so enjoy. The noise of the bar is growing as the night goes on, colleagues leaving and being replaced by the early doors club, then those replaced by students and the few in it for the night. You're not sure where you fall just yet, though it's clear enough that he’s struggling to keep his hands off you, so the night will not go on forever. Your knees bump together under the table, and he takes the opportunity to put a hand at the hem of your dress, lightly stroking your thigh. It's not your usual get-up. You've made an effort, and it's paying off beautifully. His eyes track down your throat and to the very deep neckline of the dress, held precariously in place with the best tit tape Boots had to offer. They look pretty fantastic if you said so yourself. A good handful for someone with good hands, which he had. With your empty glass on the table, you put a firm hand on his thigh. 

“Shall we move somewhere… quieter?” You suggest, your voice low and leading. He lights up like a Christmas tree, trying (and failing) to hide his eagerness. 

“Yeah, yeah, we should. My place?” He asks. You laugh - not unkindly or at him.

“No, not just yet. We're having so much fun, aren't we?” 

“Hmm, hard to argue that point. I'm sure I can wait a little longer. Some privacy wouldn't go amiss, though.” You slip from the stool, giving him a perfect glimpse down the front of your dress, and reach for his hand. If you remember correctly, this lovely bar has a small snug. A handful of more intimate tables with high booth walls and table service. Drinks are on him, after all, it'd be rude not to. His hand is possessive on the small of your back while he talks with the waitress. She tells him it's just a short wait, and that's fine. The wine has made you a little flushed and giddy, so you lean into him and let his warm body wrap around you. His hands shamelessly roam your body, groping and squeezing your bum and hips. He leans down to place a hot, wet kiss on your neck. His body crowds you against the hostess table, and you're not sure he actually will wait any longer.

“I'm just going to the bathroom while they get us a table,” you tell him quietly, your hand deliberately brushing across the front of his chinos. Away from the drinks and his heady aftershave, you can take a breath in the corridor to the bathrooms. 

In the dark, a body pulls you against their chest, a tight grip on your hip. 

“What the fuck do you think you're doing?”

“I've got him right where we want him, River, what the hell are you doing?!” You wrestle from his grasp and pull him to the very end of the corridor and away from potential passers-by. 

“He's all over you like a rash!”

“Which is exactly my plan,” you tell him. He's got you backed against the wall, and you've gone from being in complete control of the mark you've been flirting with all night to being utterly at River's mercy instead. He's never like this. Petulant? Always. Occasionally irrational and more often than not, sarcastic, but whatever this is, it's new. 

“Is it turning you on?” He demands to know. 

“Him? Or this?” You snap. You're half wondering if he can tell the difference between you faking it in the bar and whatever you're feeling now. Can he feel your heart pounding? Does he know your thighs are clenching desperately at nothing, aching for his touch? This attraction has been brewing between you for a while, glances that linger just long enough to suggest there could be more between you, but he's never made a move, and so neither have you. 

“Do you think you're turning him on?” He asks quietly, his eyes on your lips, you couldn’t resist the deep luxurious red lipstick you spotted in Boots while hunting for the tit tape.

“I know I am. I could have him on his knees for me before the night's out.” At that, he bites back a groan, bruising your hip with his tight hold. He’s holding you so closely it’s like he’s breathing life into you. And then just as it dawns on you, you also realise that you've been gone too long and you’re actually supposed to be working. “Are you jealous, Cartwright?”

“No.” Came the strained reply in the crook of your neck. You place a gentle hand on his chest and push him back a little, his lips graze the corner of your mouth as he moves. 

“I need to get back out there and finish this.” His hand catches yours as you leave, fingertips holding on until the last moment. It's knocked you for six, the intensity of his gaze and the meaning behind his sudden temper. He may have denied it, but surely you can't have imagined it all?

I keep recalling things we never did

Messy top lip kiss

How I long for our trysts

Without ever touching his skin

How can I be guilty as sin?

“Thought you'd gotten lost,” the mark said as you approached the table. 

“Just needed a few moments alone.” You tease. His eyes light up, and sure, if it's going to make your life easier, then he can go ahead and believe that you've just been touching yourself in the bathroom. 

“That so?” You're momentarily distracted by River passing your table to sit at the one behind. “You couldn't resist a little early playtime, huh?” You smile coyly, letting him do most of the talking - and draw his own assumptions - rather than confirming anything. “Gonna be lucky if we make it to mine,” he was saying, “I bet you love the thought of getting caught.” From this distance you could see the muscle in River’s jaw clench. The mark leaned forward but did nothing to lower his voice, “I'm gonna fuck you so good you forget your own name.” Holding his gaze, you leaned in as well, 

“Dare you.” At the table behind, you're sure you heard knuckles cracking. “Let's get out of here,” you tell the mark suddenly. It's cold outside as you lead the mark to the alley beside the bar. He presses you against the wall and it feels completely alien compared to when River did the same thing barely an hour before. He kisses you and you play along. While he's distracted and trying to grope your breasts over the top of the dress, you're in his pocket doing your job. A key card and the slip of paper you watched an aide pass him hours ago. Bingo. You push him off you quickly and turn away, faking a sudden bout of drunken sickness. You retch and moan, a hand out behind you to stop him getting closer. As if he would.

“Oh gross, forget it love, you're not that fit.” He leaves, disgusted and you count to twenty before standing straight and putting the loot in your bag. You hadn't seen River follow you out of the bar, it makes you wonder if your backup has deserted you. Just as you reach the street, a body blocks your path. “I knew you were too fuckin’ good to be true.” The mark sneered, forcing you to take a couple of steps back and away from the people leaving the bar. 

“You came back!” You coo, reaching for his lapel. “I’m feeling loads better.”

“Games up, bitch. Give it back, or I beat the shit out of you.”

“But we were getting along so nicely,” you pout, pushing the boat out in one last opportunity to win him back over. He's not keen to play along this time and his hand painfully grabs the top of your arm. His other hand reaches for the split in your dress and his rough fingers find the top of your thigh. You try to scream out but your voice catches in your throat in fear.

“I knew you were all fuckin’ talk, filthy slut.” He slaps you across the cheek and the stinging pain is immediate, it makes you feral with anger. You wriggle and wrestle and try to stamp on his feet, just to get a bit of movement away from him, and finally you're able to get out of his grip far enough to knee him in the balls. He crumples forward in pain. His arm stretches out to pull you back but behind you, another arm pulls you away from him and shoves you into the front seat of a car. River's car. It seems to take an age to get the car into gear and moving but luckily the mark is still bent over in agony. A few bystanders checking on him. Once you’re a safe enough distance away, you feel River watching you. The skirt of your dress has twisted and ridden up in the hurry to get into the car, exposing more of your legs and from the gritted teeth and deep swallow, you can tell he’s noticed. You straighten out in the seat and pop down the sun visor, your cheek is still a little pink but it’s hard to tell from the streetlights. The lipstick is still perfectly in place though.

“Where'd you go? I thought you’d left.”

“I wouldn’t have left. I saw him wink at one of his drongo mates as you left so I got out just ahead of you to get the car. Figured you’d need to act fast.”

“If you hadn’t turned up when you did-” Your previous bravado has all but abandoned you, leaving you underdressed and vulnerable.

“I know.” He replies quickly, his mouth set in a hard, angry line. “Did he hit you?”

“Slapped me.” You find a bottle of water between your two seats and wonder how long it’s been there before deciding you really don’t care and taking it anyway. He stops for a red light and takes a hand from the wheel to turn your face so he can see. His thumb caresses your cheek for a brief second until the car behind alerts him to the green light. He pulls up at your apartment and you sit in silence watching next door’s cat. You can feel the anger radiating from him, his shoulders tense and his hands white knuckled on the steering wheel at ten and two. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” You tell him softly, ��thanks for being there tonight.”

“Just doing my job.” 

These fatal fantasies

Giving way to labored breath

Taking all of me

We've already done it in my head

Once you’re alone, you kick your shoes off with such ferocity that the heel dents the cupboard door. You stand in the dark in your small kitchen and pour a nightcap. The window overlooks the small car park and you can see that River’s car hasn’t moved yet. As you move through the flat and pass the front door, you can hear shuffling just outside so you pull the door open.

“What the fuck do you think you're doing?” You ask, an exact replica of his earlier question. He doesn’t speak, he takes the glass from your hand and finishes the contents. He does attempt to put the glass on the table by the door but it’s too close to the edge and falls, glass shattering. Neither of you takes a scrap of notice, he’s on you before you can say another word, lips claiming yours in a messy kiss. Your hands scramble for purchase on his shoulders while his arms wrap around your waist and lift you enough off the floor that your bare feet are nowhere near the broken glass. He walks you forwards until he can press you into the doorframe. His kiss moves down your neck and he pulls the thin straps of your dress down your shoulders.

“You were right.” He mutters kissing along your collarbone.

“Was I?” You’re not sure how you can be expected to hold a conversation while he’s cupping your breast over your dress and running his thumb over your hardening nipple.

“I am fucking jealous.” Your back arches, pressing your chest to his, silently begging for more. “No one else touches you like that again.”

“Says who?” You challenge him. He kisses you again, a clash of teeth and tongue, a silent reply - a silent promise. His hands run down your body, but unlike the mark who groped aimlessly, River clearly has intention. He pulls at the lightly tied belt holding your dress closed until it’s barely clinging on. He pulls back to see your face, your firm nod of approval and kisses you more softly than he had previously. You can feel the anger and tension evaporating from him. With a final tug, the belt is undone and the dress begins to fall open. When his warm hands are at long last on your bare skin it’s like a green light. You scramble to pull his jacket off, throwing it to the floor closely followed by his shirt. He takes his time peeling the dress from your skin where it’s been held down by the tape and kisses the skin as it’s exposed to him bit by bit. When the dress is pooled at your feet your hands tangle in his hair. He nips at the curve of your breast, your ‘good handful’ dwarfed by his large hands. 

“You were wrong about one thing.” He says suddenly from the valley of your breasts.

“Enlighten me?” You lean back against the doorframe, grateful for the pause but still very distracted by his hands. 

“He wasn’t going to get on his knees for you.” Your eyes widen a little as he disappears from view. You can feel his hot breath against the cotton of your knickers. “Say now, and I’ll stop, and we can forget this ever happened?" 

"I don't want you to stop," you whisper. 

"Good." He hooks his thumbs into the waistband of your soaked underwear and pulls them down your legs, then he nudges your legs apart and lifts one to drape it over his shoulder. "So wet," he teases, peppering her inner thighs with kisses. “Is this from him?” He licks a broad stroke through your folds, his nose nestling up against your clit. 

“You, only you-” you manage to reply. You can feel your knees shaking so he puts a firm hand on the hip of your raised leg to hold you steady. His other hand moves to join his determined mouth, he replaces his tongue and fucks you with his fingers, turning his attention to suck your clit.

What if he's written 'mine' on my upper thigh

Only in my mind?

One slip and falling back into the hedge maze

Oh what a way to die

"Oh f-fucking fuck, Riv," You tangle a hand in his hair, partly to stop him from moving, and partly to keep yourself upright. His fingers, knuckle deep inside you, pump lazily in and out while he savours your taste, wanting to drag out your pleasure for as long as possible. Your dripping cunt aches for release but he doesn’t let up.

"You wanna come for me, love?" He murmurs as you whimper at the loss of his tongue.

"Yes, god yes -" your hips cant towards him, changing the angle so his fingers brush against your g-spot.

“You’re mine?” He asks so quietly you can hardly hear him over the pounding of your heart, he flicks his tongue over your clit, demanding an answer before he continues. 

“Yours, River, please-, fucking arrogant-” Your sentences go half finished once he’s happy with your answer, finally bringing you right to the edge and eagerly letting your cunt contract around his fingers. You’re not sure you can breathe any longer, let alone stand. He rests his head against your thigh as you lean limply into the doorframe. 

“I’m what now?” He asks smugly. He reappears in front of you, an arm around your waist to hold you up.

“Arrogant. Jealous. Annoying as fuck.” 

“Surely I’m not that bad?” He teases, kissing you. You can taste yourself on his tongue and you melt against him. He lifts you with ease, “bedroom?” 

“Down the hall.” You’re about to chastise him for chucking you on the bed so unceremoniously but he’s already making himself very comfortable between your thighs again. 

“River?”

“Not done yet.” You're in pieces again even before you feel the wet slide of his tongue against your clit. He holds you down with one hand as you cant your hips towards him. 

"Fuckkk," you whine, hands desperately gripping the bed sheets. He gives your thigh a bite.

"Hold still," you can feel him smirk against you. It doesn't take much for him to have your legs shaking and you’re grateful to at least be lying down this time. You practically wail his name as you come, he's watching you come down, letting you think he's done with you before he goes back for more. By the time he's crawling up the bed to you, the need to have his skin against yours is sinful. You can barely form full sentences.

"Clothes, more, now". He laughs, a low rumble that you feel against your ribs.

“Hang on.” He rolls off you and grabs something from your bedside. You feel a weird sensation on your inner thigh, and sit up to see exactly what he’s up to now. He looks up with a satisfied smile having literally written mine on your skin. You shake your head in disbelief.

“Green eyed monster really got hold of you, didn’t it? Y’know if you wanted to ask me out, you could have?” You ask.

“I don’t think I realised how strongly I felt til I saw him all over you. Then when we were outside the bathroom, it felt like something changed?”

“C’mere,” You pull him on top of you and after hastily kicking off his jeans, he pushes into you in long, slow strokes, his whole body weighted against yours. After his earlier anger and jealousy, it’s surprisingly intimate and gentle. Your desperate pleas and praise ignites him and he holds you tightly, pressing you into the mattress as he fucks into you deliriously slowly, lewd noises filling the air. Your legs wrap around him, holding him against you. Your walls flutter around him as he makes you come again, sighing his name.

What if the way you hold me

Is actually what's holy?

“Had I known your jealousy was going to lead to this, I probably would have offered to go undercover a long time ago.” You mutter in the dark. You’re fairly sure he’s asleep, his nose is nestled into the crook of your neck, his long body curled around yours. It’s not until his snigger jostles you both that you realise he’s still awake. 

“Maybe I’ll go undercover next time.”

“I’m not sure you’d make a good honeytrap.”

“Rude, I can be pretty.”

“I know. I will rip the eyes out of any woman who so much as looks at you.” You tell him sleepily.

“Oh now I’m definitely signing up next time. Can’t wait to see you get all jealous.” He kisses your neck again as you drift off.

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[xocoluvr]

I know that in your masterlist it is written that you write in MK1, but can you pls use MK11? I beg you, I beg you!😣🙏🙏🥺 I really like the way you write!<3<3<3 You will make me a happy person ! If you can't do it on MK11, I understand. I respect your choice. <3

I really want to go with daddy young Johnny! I want to get a sexual overdose 🥵 and embarrassment! ////// (Okay, stop asking! Sorry if it's too much)

ʚThe theme for the fanfic is this: F!Reader makes hints that she is not indifferent to him. He looks at him for a long time, makes dirty jokes, looks for an opportunity and a reason to touch him, but respects his personal space. And when they are alone, she is wildly embarrassed by him, although she is a pervert.ɞ

Thank you in advance! You are just lovely 🥰 I'll be looking forward to it.

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| MK11 Young!Johnny Cage x flirty gn!reader

Word count: 2.2k

CW: 18+, smut, praise, penetrashunnn, thigh riding, dry humping, brief mention of fingering, no use of y/n, dirty talk.

a/n: THNX ILYSM !!!!! I should've been clearer on mk1/mk11 SRY. BUT YES MY GAWD \(`Д`)/ young mk11 johnny is so bbygirl the most bbygirlest eyes ever planted on a fictional man i swear (ง ื▿ ื)ว

edit: i did go back and change some stuff so this would be gn, just cuz :3)

sum: Seeing a younger version of your Johnny awoke something in you.

reblogging is very much appreciated! ᕙ(‾̀◡‾́)ᕗ

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Even after it was thoroughly explained to you, you couldn't get it through your head that there had been a weird 'glitch in the matrix' from some guy Raiden, making it so the younger version of your boss was now in your present timeline. Yeah, you found your present Johnny attractive but god was his younger self something else, his demeanor, his personality, you wondered how this Johnny turned out to be so mature.

Over time you got to know more about younger Johnny, he was always so friendly with the others you felt left out seeing him laugh it up with his older self. You wondered if you and Johnny could ever be like that together, he never sought out to have a friendship or showed any obvious interest in you. After a speech to yourself in the mirror, you decided to suck it up and walk up beside him as he sat on a chair with his legs wide open, lord the intrusive thoughts were really beginning to get to you.

As you sat down with a smile, you introduced yourself formally and finally started a small conversation about what younger Johnny thought about himself in the future. "I seriously can't believe I turned out so... Boring. It's like I lost all my 'Johnny'." He says looking over at himself, who is doing regular work and clicking away at a computer. You chuckled, suddenly everything Johnny said was so hilarious? Not thinking about what you were doing, your hand flew right above his knee. Too distracted with laughing away at Johnny's joke, his eyes almost immediately fell to your hand, he had gone silent as he felt blood rush to his already forming erection. Finally hearing the sudden silence, you stopped and cleared your throat, quickly removing your hand seeing Johnny's pupils were blown out gazing at you. Choosing to ignore something that had clearly happened, you and Johnny continued on with your conversation.

A couple hours had gone by since your super awkward and gut-wrenching encounter with Johnny, and you couldn't stop thinking about how he had quickly gotten up after cutting your conversation short to rush to the bathroom. Maybe he was just so turned off by your comfort around him that he didn't want to be near you, you had to stop overthinking about every little tiny detail. Turning away from the work you weren't doing, you turned to see if Johnny was still around. He was standing by the table with his arms crossed, analyzing a map, 'God his arms look so good' you thought, your eyes were definitely lingering in areas they shouldn't. You were getting lost in him as you wondered what his arms would look like wrapped around you, maybe in a hug, perhaps wrapped around your neck as he went at you from behind... You were caught off guard when you heard Johnny call out your name, not only sending shivers down your spine but making you worried he had caught you in your perverted thoughts.

"Would you mind helping me over here? I need a second opinion on this." You almost jumped out of your seat hearing he wanted your opinion. You walked over to Johnny trying to act as nonchalant as possible, your hand rested on the table as you leaned on it with him towering over you. "What's up? Have your eyes finally started to fail you?" You joked, as you said it you saw older Johnny glare at you, reminding you that he was still there. Younger Johnny smiled and chuckled, you were so close you could almost feel the bass in his chest when he laughed. "Hah, no I actually just needed your opinion on this plan I made, apparently Johnny over there doesn't know how to attack in style." He stepped back a little to give you room to look over his plan on the table, he kept a close distance as he observed your facial expressions and reactions to his ideas. As you took up the space where he was, you couldn't get rid of the overwhelming feeling of his eyes on you. Knowing he was behind you, you repositioned yourself with your hands holding you up on the table. You just so happened to accidentally rub up against Johnny's crotch, causing his breath to hitch and raising his body temperature in milliseconds. Of course, you had to take the opportunity to be this intimate with him so you kept your hips where they were for just a good amount of time before deciding it was time to realize your mistake by standing up straight.

Turning around acting completely oblivious to the fact that you just made him so incredibly hard, you smiled and said “Yep, looks good.”. His lips were ever so slightly parted as he felt the life flush out of him at how much control you had over him. In this moment Johnny knew exactly what he had in mind for you, he had gotten the hint immediately and was already planning in his head the rest of the day. Johny stayed next to his older self for the entire workday, using himself as a prop to stay near you. As the day went on and more and more people were beginning to clock out and go home, the more you eventually forgot about what happened. All you thought about was how long it was gonna take for you to finish up reviewing a couple more documents, the part you dreaded the most was going to check the inventory of weaponry for the future mission older Johnny was putting together. You assumed everyone had already headed home since it was so quiet and dark. Making your way to the large building where everything was kept you held your clipboard ready to just skim over everything, you couldn’t help but think about how younger Johnny made you feel earlier in the day, butterflies were fluttering around your stomach as you daydreamt.

Unbeknownst to you, Johnny was just on the other side of the door, sitting on a crate waiting for you, was it crazy that Johnny asked his older self for your entire routine? Possibly, but it was going to be worth it. He waited for you to open the door and be greeted with him sitting on a crate in a poorly lit cold room. Your heart sank, seeing Johnny after work hours was definitely different than seeing him around other people, other people to be more extroverted with.

"Oh! Johnny? What are you doing?" You had a look of genuine concern on your face, your brows were furrowed while his were relaxed, it's like he didn't see the total confusion and awkwardness in the situation. He stood from his carefree position and made his way to you. "You thought I wouldn't notice?" His voice sounded a bit more serious than normal, he sounded like his more mature self which got you a bit nervous. Your palms were moistening up the closer he approached. You took a half step back as he got closer.

He had a smirk plastered on his face. Your steps were soon stopped after you felt the back of your knees hit a crate, allowing Johnny to get close enough to feel your uneven breath on his cheek. "What?" You replied in a soft whisper, you were pressed up so close to him. You could feel his hands make their way to your waist, trapping you to him. Your face started feeling hot as you began to think back to your thoughts earlier in the day, thinking about this exact situation versus living it at the moment felt strange. "The way you look at me.." As you turned your face to the side to conceal your embarrassment, he inhaled sharply into your neck, basking in your scent that sent a bolt of arousal to his growing erection. He pressed his chest against yours and snaked his hand up to your face from your waist to cup your cheek, bringing your attention back to him. "Don't get all shy now, you wanted this, didn't you? I could tell..." Through your shame, you couldn't help but get wet hearing his words. You clenched your thighs together hoping he wouldn't notice how turned on you were from this.

To your dismay, Johnny did notice and smirked looking down at your eagerness, he couldn't help but tease you by using his knee to spread apart your legs, stopping you from getting any kind of relief. You whimpered quietly at the loss. Hearing you solicited him to capture your lips in his, his lips felt so soft against yours, it's as if they were made to be connected to yours. He slipped his tongue into your mouth searching for more sounds while his hand on your waist crept up under your shirt to cup your breast, occasionally teasing your nipple. You mewled weakly into his mouth while clenching your thighs around his knee, you pulled away from the kiss to tilt your head back in pure bliss from the stimulation. He grinned and pushed his knee further into your core letting you get off on it. You soon came on his thigh with a whiny moan, and your hand reached out to grasp his wrist.

"I know baby, I know.." He muttered quietly, he gently pulled your hand away from his wrist and hooked his fingers on the bottom hem of your shirt, slipping it off smoothly. His tongue swiped across his bottom lip as he observed your breasts carefully like he was trying to engrave the image into his memory. You felt a little self-conscious from his gaze, so you covered your chest with your hand. Seeing your facial expression turn a little uncomfortable, he took your hand and raised it to his lips, kissing it softly before bringing your face closer, and giving your lips the same treatment.

Your tongue slipped into his mouth once more, forgetting why you were even feeling self-conscious. As both your tongues danced together in sync, you could feel his hands slowly make their way to the button of your jeans, undoing it and pulling them down and off. He was getting so turned on by the sight of your panties that he couldn't resist but pull you closer by the hips to rub himself on you. A guttural groan squeezed out of his throat as he felt himself get harder through his pants which he was aching to get out of. By the time you were about to protest that you needed more pleasure, he had already pulled his boxers off along with his pants. He smirked at the way your eyebrows raised a bit looking at his pre-cum leaking cock.

You reached down and gave him a few pumps before lining him up with your entrance, you whimpered quietly as you rubbed his tip on your sensitive bundle of nerves, while collecting your wetness and putting him back at your entrance. Johnny kept you from falling back by putting his right hand on the small of your back, and slowly pulling himself into you. You clenched your jaw as he inched himself further in, the stretch his cock gave you was filled with pleasure and good pain, "Oh Fuck- You're so- Mmh." He struggled to continue, needing to stop and hold before he came too early. Your walls squeezed him in more, causing him to groan again, you could feel his cock twitch and throb in you which only made you squeeze him even more.

"I need you to- Mmh- To relax-." He used his left hand to rub your thigh attempting to soothe you a bit. You let out a satisfied sigh when you finally felt him roll his hips out at a slow pace, still adjusting. As he got used to your tightness, he went at a swift pace. The sounds of skin slapping and the crate bumping against the wall filled the room. Johnny couldn't hold back the quiet grunts that slipped from his mouth every time he thrust in you. You felt so at ease with him in you, that your head lolled back, allowing him to plant his lips on your neck and leave deep-tinted hickeys that would undoubtedly be questioned the next day. He got put in such a trance that he was starting to feel numb, his mind going into such a haze that he without warning, grabbed you by the hips and flipped you so you'd be bent over the crate.

"Fuck- Sorry-" he murmured before plunging back into your dripping hole. Although his roughness was a bit new to you, you weren't complaining. His hand found a place on your lower back again to hold you in place, his brutal pace was surely going to leave you sore. You felt yourself reaching your second orgasm while Johnny continued slamming into you over and over again, he felt you squeeze him tighter giving him the sense that you were close. He reached for your sensitive bundle of nerves and rubbed at a fast pace, matching his thrusts. The added stimulation was only making you scream-moan louder, you could feel tears threatening to fall from the corners of your eyes. Your moans were cut to a gasp as you came, He followed soon after as the rhythmic squeezes you were giving his cock made him moan and slightly whine. You felt the ropes of his cum painting your walls, and slowly start to drip out when he pulled out with a pleased sigh. He plunged his fingers into you once more making sure to not waste any of his seed, the unexpected feeling leaving you to whimper quietly. "Next time, don't tease me like that."

[frooglet]

THE NAME'S WALTER. WALTER WHITE.

Jk you can call me anything, but I do go by Charlie, Jay or Frog in a lot of online spaces.

All the main shizam abt me is just up there under my profile, ^ like my interests and stuff, sooo I didn't really feel the need to make a pinned post for my acc.

But bc I've made a few friends during my time here, and bc a few ppl follow me now lol, I suppose I should make one that's a bit more...in depth?

Nothing is in any particular order lol

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Starting withhhh MOOTS AND FWENS!

@wood-leaf-tee-hee my bestie irl, LDR, and online. She's the only thing keeping me from snapping my neck when I'm slightly frustrated! Luv yah pooks <33 🩷✨🌸🌈 >:3

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@faeriesandfables OK OMG this is such a kind person they post such funny stuff 🩷🫶 RAWR

I luv all of u platonically, except for Woodleaf, keep ur paws off my pookie 😤 (we are not dating LMFAO I'm jk with this)

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🚨 NOW HERE'S SOME SERIOUS STUFF! 🚨

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𝗗𝗡𝗜: ʜᴏᴍᴏᴘʜᴏʙᴇs, ᴛʀᴀɴsᴘʜᴏʙᴇs, ᴢᴏᴏᴘʜɪʟᴇs, ᴄʀᴇᴇᴘs, ᴀʙʟᴇɪsᴛs, ᴍᴀᴘ's, ᴛᴇʀғs, ʀᴀᴅғᴇᴍs, ᴅᴏɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴘᴀɢᴇs (I CAN'T DONATE, I MIGHT REBLOG LIKE ONCE BUT IT'S VERY RARE SO IT'S BETTER TO JUST NOT), sᴇx ʙᴏᴛs ɪғ ᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ, ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏᴜs ᴇxᴛʀᴇᴍɪsᴛs (yes, I'm religious, that doesn't mean I push it on to others or make others uncomfortable around me bc of my personal belief. You should have the same level of respect), ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀᴛᴇʀs.

🖕 ｈａｔｅｒｓ 🖕

𝑷𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆: 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘴, 𝘣𝘤 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘳. 𝘗𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘨𝘣𝘵𝘲𝘪𝘢. 𝘛𝘳𝘢𝘶𝘮𝘢 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴 (I'm always here to talk if anyone needs). 𝘝𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘺𝘢𝘱𝘴 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵. 𝘠𝘢𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦! 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘴, 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘢𝘸𝘴, 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘧𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘉𝘌𝘌𝘌𝘌𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘱𝘱𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘿𝙉𝙄.

𓆏✎✐✎✐✎✐✎✐✎✐✎✐✎✐✎✐✎✐𓆏

I POST ABT A LOTTTT OF THINGS. Here's a few:

𝙵𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚜 (all my fandoms are found way up there, under my name when you click the little arrow to see more hehe),

𝙿𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚢 (I'm a fairly positive person on the internet and like to keep that vibe in the things I post, at least the majority),

𝙻𝙾𝚃𝚂𝚂𝚂 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜,

𝙿𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚜, I'm not far left nor far right, but I wouldn't vote for Trump either. Do with that what you will.

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚜. NOT 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎, 𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚓𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚌𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢. Like I said, I like to keep things relatively positive, so hehe

𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚕

𝙳𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙰𝙽𝙸𝙼𝙰𝙻𝚂 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴 𝚈𝙴𝚂𝚂𝚂𝚂𝚂 <𝟹𝟹𝟹𝟹𝟹𝟹

𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚜. 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙴𝚂.

𝔸ℕ𝔻 ℂ𝕎 𝔽𝕆ℝ 𝕋ℍ𝕀ℕ𝔾𝕊 𝕀 𝕄𝕀𝔾ℍ𝕋 ℙ𝕆𝕊𝕋: I curse. A lot. More than I probably should. And I'm pretty vulgar too, so yes, I do make the occasional sex joke. I don't post about being religious but if I do care to talk about it, I'll put a tw/cw for religious stuff. I make a lot of posts/reblogs about being part of the lgbtqia, if this specifically makes you uncomfy, the leave button is right at the top of my page to the left! I'm not here to argue, I'm here to be myself and post about what I want. ANYHOODLE, IF ANY OF THAT OTHER STUFF MAKES YOU UNCOMFY, I WISH YOU WELL, SINCERELY <3

𓆏✎✐✎✐✎✐✎✐✎✐✎✐✎✐✎✐✎✐𓆏

And yah that's it for that!

Anyhoo, here's some

COOL PPL WHO (kinda) DON'T KNOW I EXIST (I just support them a ton bc they're all amazing!):

@comicallyqueer a fantastic artist, and an extremely relatable person when it comes to queer confusion and other things that they make comics about.

@kaylasartwork omg ANOTHER AMAZING ARTIST.

@our-biromantic-experience a very sweet person who brings awareness to people who are biromantic, regardless of sexuality.

@peachfuzzpanda posts about stuffed animals!! Yessss!!!

@theconcealedweapon posts about various things concerning the world and a lot of childhood trauma, and some issues with ableism.

@aw-tysm AWETISM

I just love what they do on this platform in general, and they all seem like very kind people so FOLLOW THEM IG? YES DO IT (if ur interested hehe)

𓆏✎✐✎✐✎✐✎✐✎✐✎✐✎✐✎✐✎✐𓆏

Oh and here's a little smidgen more about me bc idk maybe ur a CURIOUS LITTLE FREAK WHO IS STALKING ME.

I'm pansexual meaning I like ppl regardless of gender :))))))

I'm nonbinary but simply go by queer, and pronounfluid, mainly to take stress off myself from societal expectations and stereotypes ✌

I am a Christian but I don't post things about it, it's just a small fact hehe

I'm autistic which is just another small fact. I know a lot of ppl make a big deal of their mental disabilities/illnesses and such, to bring light to it, and I think that's good for them! But I don't really talk about being autistic a lot simply bc it's just not a topic I talk about...? I'm happy to talk about it but 𝘐 won't be the one to bring it up, necessarily 😌

I'm a quarter Asian, Philippines 🇵🇭 to be exact. And to be even MORE exact, Pacific Islander. And yes, cringe culture is dead and saying Filipinx is totally valid. Same with any word that's gender specific. (Latinx, for another example)

I'm learning how to speak French! Salut 🫡 (I'm getting there, but don't expect to come yapping to me in French just yet ^^" j'etudie Francais)

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: there's this girl in my church and oh my golly gee I'm lucky to be breathing her same AIRRRR I wish for us to hold hands and run into the woods together 💔

WEIRD CATCHPHRASES/WORDS I MADE 😃 (bc I can): oh my golly gee willikers. HOLY SHIZAM! oh MAH fricking frazzle. Exsqueeze me? Unforklenuttly... )Soghnosisssss( wow that's 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙.

And yes you will catch me using all of those at some point in time 🙂‍↕️

OH FUN FACT IF YOU READ THIS FAR: I never say "yeah". If you catch me saying "yeah" typed like that, instead of "yeh, yah, yup, yep, yes" or anything else, feel free to call me a dirty liar and a damn cheat. I will deserve it.

OK AU REVOIR!

[putridherb]

Sorry not sorry but like-

Knubbler is SO fine. Look at that SCRUMPTIOUS OLD MAN.

ABSOLUTELY DELECTABLE.

I swear to GAWD...

Must make DICK CONTENT RUGAGRHAGGRHAHVRHAVRVAGHR

I LOVE OLD MENNNNN AHHHHHHHGGGHHGGHHGGG

KNUBBLER TO THE FRONT PLEASE!!

KNUBBLERRRRRRRRRRERRR KNUBBBYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY AGRHRHRHRHHRHRHRHEHRHRH

I just wanna twirl his hair and poke his schnoz.

And then strangle him. Lovingly, of course (not in a kink way. I just have severe cuteness aggression)

[kundaquarius]

I know some writers have their faves, at first I thought it was Lars but now that I'm using a slot with Clarence, gawd the author is down bad for the detective. It surprised me a LOT, but the most surprising thing is that I'M DOWN BAD FOR HIM TOO LIKE ON ANOTHER LEVEL, A PSYCHIATRIC LEVEL DO YOU UNDERSTAND.

Gaws I have no words.

I SWEAR TO GOD, I'M READY TO SAY GOODBYE TO MY FAMILY FOR THIS MAN

[anonymous-spooks]

LOST

A oneshot fic...

When you lose somebody close to you, it’s like you lost a part of yourself.

When Jeff didn’t show up at work one day, Liu wasn’t worried. He knew that Jeff struggled with sleep and anticipated his return an hour or so later. But as soon as more people sat themselves down in the pizza shop, Liu and his uncle had to get business running. Jeff never showed up. Liu called his parents and friends on his break, asking if they had seen Jeff recently. They had not, and they were all worried. Maybe Jeff went on vacation? No, that’s impossible; Jeff would’ve told them ahead of time. Liu went to Jeff’s apartment and asked the neighbors if they had seen him, but they hadn’t. He was granted access to Jeff’s room, and he wasn’t there.

Worry turned to panic as Liu reported him missing to the police. For weeks, the police spread out across the city, trying to gather any information about Jeff’s whereabouts. Liu and his family formed search parties as well in hopes of finding him quicker.

Year after year after year after year after year after–

The police gave up. With the lack of witnesses and information, they had no choice but to stop the search. It doesn’t help the fact that they were already in the middle of another serious case, involving brutal murders caused by the infamous “Man with the Forever Smile.”

Liu continued to search for his brother, despite the changes he had faced. He works full-time at the pizza shop, got into a minor car accident that left him with a few stitches, finally married the love of his life, and will be a father very soon. And he still held onto hope that someday, somehow, Jeff would come back. Safe and sound.

——————————————————————————————

Once the final customer paid the bill, Liu closed the shop up for the night, tensing up from the cold breeze as he stepped outside. Locking the door, he wrapped himself tight in his coat and walked down the street.

Dark, cold, bitter—winter was approaching soon. There weren’t a lot of people wandering about, as he had expected. With the weather and possible dangers lurking in every corner, Liu knew that it’s not safe to be out for so long. His apartment was just a few blocks away.

But when he passed by a dark alleyway and froze in place, he realized that he might not make it home on time tonight.

With a step back, he thought his vision or the dark was tricking him. But then he smelled the scent of copper. There were bodies… and… oh, gawd… there was blood… a lot of blood and red and… where did that guy’s arm go?

Liu stumbled back when he noticed that there was a figure in the dark, one that was very much alive.

White hoodie… dark hair… carries a large knife… a grotesque “smile” on his face…

The Man with the Forever Smile.

The “Man,” if you could even call him that, stormed towards Liu, who let out a panicked cry and fell backwards, desperately trying to get away. 

“NO! NO! Get back!” Liu pleaded as the Man grabbed him by the collar and pushed him against a brick wall, his piercing eyes freezing Liu in his place. “Please, please, please, man! Let me go, please! I won’t tell a soul, I swear! I got a wife, oh gawd, I don’t wanna die…”

It was only for a full minute, and the Man didn’t do anything but stare at the shaking Liu, who was almost at the brink of tears. Finally, he spoke.

“...Liu?”

It wasn’t the mention of his name that threw him off. It was the way he said it. He looked at the Man, trying to figure out how he could know his name. But after staring at his disfigured face and the blue eyes, he felt his heart drop.

Jeff.

Before Liu could speak, Jeff let him go and stepped back, gripping the handle of his knife.

“The… the hell do you think you’re… doing here?” Jeff asked in a cautious tone.

Liu was shaking all over, trying to stand as straight as he could. But what on Earth could he even say?

Jeff was alive. This entire time. He should be fauwking relieved that he did not disappear from the face of the Earth.

“What… the hell do you think you’re doing?” Liu gritted his teeth, gesturing to the bodies in the alley.

“This has nothing to do with you—”

“WHAT THE ACTUAL FAUWK HAPPENED TO YOU?!” Liu exploded, beyond scared at this point. “IS… IS THIS WHAT YOU’VE BEEN DOING THESE PAST YEARS?!”

Jeff’s gaze only intensified; whether it’s fear or anger, Liu doesn’t know or even care.

“We had done everything to look for you! The police gave up, but we didn’t—I didn’t give up on you! To think that you were this… monster this whole entire time didn’t cross our minds.”

Jeff flinched at Liu’s harsh words, holding his knife so tight his knuckles turned white. He changed so much, to the point he’s unrecognizable.

“I’m leaving,” Jeff growled.

Liu clenched his hands into fists. “You’re not going any-”

“I fauwking mean it,” Jeff cut him off, raising the knife towards him. “I know this isn’t what you wanted, but there are things out there you can’t understand.”

Liu stood still but still glared defiantly at him.

“So if you’re going to follow me, I’ll kill you. And I don’t want that.”

The winds grew colder as Liu watched the man he once called “brother” walk back slowly into the darkness, disappearing from him again. In a shaky breath, Liu pulled out his phone and dialed 911.

——————————————————————————————

The police arrived at the scene, examining the bodies and questioning Liu, who tried to keep his composure but felt chills down his spine. He felt sick in his stomach, like he lost a part of himself.

“And you haven’t seen anyone running from the alley?” One officer asked.

Liu shook his head, trying to shake away the image of Jeff. “No… I didn’t see anybody.”

“We appreciate your assistance, sir,” another officer said. “Since this was pretty recent, I think it’s best if we drive you back to your home. Who knows whether the killer is still out here?”

With a weak smile, Liu nodded.

[supvoidchimera]

Caleb

This may be a bit rambly but I NEED to get these thoughts outta my brain.

Alrighty, so I am...unsure? About Caleb as a love interest for my main mc as when we were first introduced to him i saw him as an older brother figure (yes I know they're not related & were just simply raised by Josephine, doesn't really change how the vibes felt).

I am very aware of this raised together since childhood having complicated romantic feelings for each other etc etc, I'm pretty ambivalent? Towards this kind of trope sometimes it fun other times...not.

Now after the trailer...well...imma be real depending on how chapter 12 goes he probably won't be one of Raiha love interests but I could be wrong after all I wasn't planning on Sylus vibing with Raiha (boy howdy was I fucking wrong that Man came for her heart like a gawd damn wrecking ball!!!), Man will the angst be bloody gold though!!!

Very glad I decided to make another Mc after all I am excited to see Caleb again and just cause the vibes aren't right with Raiha doesn't mean they can't be great with Pandora!!! Although if vibes do fit...no idea how I'll integrate him with the other guys hmmm.

Tldr: some complicated feelings towards Caleb but still excited for his story none the less!!! I really want to like him as a love interest.

ALSO ASTRA BETTER NOT BE THE SIXTH LI!!!!

I SWEAR ON GARLIC BREAD & CAKE!!!

IT IS STILL ON SIGHT WITH THAT PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR A DIETY!!!

FUCK ASTRA

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