#hello handsome uwu

[jinstronaut]

a taehyung a week until he’s released ♥

week 35/52 (cr. namuspromised)

[onlyseokmins]

the devil wears baby blue • h.j.s.

Pairing: joshua hong x afab!reader Genres: smut (minors PLS dni!), strangers to fucking lol Warnings: joshua hong himself 🚩🚩, swearing, alcohol, reader is a menace and tease too i'm ngl, grinding, groping, slight exhibition kink, degradation, name-calling, objectification, FINGERS (all of it fingering, riding, etc), mentions of knife/surgery, choking, wbk but major hints to big cock josh 💔, marking, licking, alluding to devil imagery uwu, roleplay sort of but not really, kind of public sex acts + a mirror, manhandling, lil slaps, dangerous fashion decisions + "fun" clothing shenanigans during sex ig????, mentions of car sex and oral sex (male rec.), dirty talk (joshua won't stfu), edging, lil bit of pain kink if you squint ❤️‍🩹, and tons of banter/insults, is there a thing like a wealth kink??? - as always lmk if i missed smth WC: 7k A/N: *taps mic* would love to thank @onlymingyus and @duhnova for proofing, hyping, and supporting me on this. also ofc a huge honorary shout out to @hwanghyunjinenthusiast for the constant cheering and screeching at me in and out of dms - hope you enjoy this hehe. idk if jackie will see this but her watch post(s) helped re-inspire me to attack this wip. and finally blowing kisses to the joshushushus in my inbox, i hope you'll like this! ps if anyone recognizes where the last dialogue is from, you receive a kiss on the forehead from me and get to spend one night with joshua!! 😏

↪ this is a loosely based prequel to idiot

Seungkwan's hand lays steady on your back, guiding you through the crowd much more efficiently than you could have on your own. He has a way of navigating through the waves of people with practiced ease whereas you would rather just be swept away. It's why you enjoy going to the club with him, especially one as crazy as tonight's.

You would think you were still on the dance floor with how many people are bustling around you, mingling and giggling just as much on the sidelines as they do moving to the music. Drinks in hand, they chat and flirt with one another so it takes nearly twice as long to make it to the bar than you think it really should.

"This better be worth it," you shout directly into your friend's ear despite how close you are to him. "For the amount of times my feet have been stepped on!"

There's a sharp pinch from his fingers that snuck to your side. "Told you not to wear those stupid shoes." 

Though you can't exactly hear it, you can see how his pouty lips purse out in a huff. He's also grumbling under his breath and you're able to catch bits and pieces. Things like, "won't matter" and "swept off your feet anyways" and "don't blame me" make you roll your eyes.

"Acting like this is my social debut with the prince of wales."

"Someone's been watching too much Bridgerton. And with how often you fail to come —" he's interrupted by the loud thumping of the bass, "makes sense."

"You can't possibly compare me against your standards, Mister Social Butterfly. You know everyone… and you've probably screwed a lot of them as well."

Seungkwan can only guess a gist of what you actually say and is therefore mildly tempted to let you get lost in the sea of people like he knows you'd rather prefer. But he's finally made it all the way over to what seems like an impenetrable social circle, though the group readily parts to make room for the two of you to squeeze in. So, he'll have to bring you along for the adventure. 

"Hey there!" 

"Hello!"

"Fancy seeing you here."

"I know, right?" 

Greetings are easily interchanged. Most of them are familiar faces — friends of your own or people you've gotten to know simply through Seungkwan's ever-growing collection of new instagram posts. 

Jeonghan's got some poor new soul to flirt with again and Seokmin looks like he'd rather be at home watching cooking videos. Vernon is wearing headphones of all things while Seungcheol has a shit-eating grin on his handsome face. And you instinctively know Mingyu has to be up to no good because you don't see or hear him.

Not that you're actually paying that much attention to the same-old-same people, focus naturally drawn to the tall man standing next to Wonwoo. Light brown hair curls just beneath his ears, shaggy enough that the urge to run your fingers through and imagine what the tug of strands between them might feel like consumes you. It comes as a shock, considering that Jeonghan's had the same style before and you've never felt like this.

You drink in the baby blue shirt that compliments the mystery man's skin tone, top buttons left undone to showcase the delicate silver around his throat and framed by collar bones. The fabric's elegance belies the strength of the body it clothes, material straining tastefully in the tiniest bit over a broad chest and wide shoulders. Sleeves rolled up to accentuate the flex of his forearm down to the long, long fingers wrapped all the way around the glass of alcohol held between them.

"That's Joshua Hong," Seungkwan supplies helpfully though he can't hide how smug he sounds observing you and shares a knowing look with Vernon who snickers.

"Joshua Hong," you repeat and enjoy how easy his name sounds and feels coming off your tongue. "Is that so?"

"Yeah and to my knowledge, he's extremely single."

"Don't tell me that's how you introduce me to other people."

He feigns innocence. "Can't recall but even if I did, bet it's going to work in your favor. Don't look now but it seems like you've caught a big fish."

Of course, when someone tells you not to look, the first thing you'd logically do is look. Glad you weren't caught staring earlier now that the very same man you were drooling over has noticed your existence and is staring directly at you. 

Brown irises drop down to scan your figure and the suggestiveness of it lights something deep within you. You're quick to nudge off Seungkwan's arm around your waist when Joshua's eyes linger a second longer on it than you'd expect, ignoring your friend's sassy mutter of "hook, line, and sinker."

"I… I really don't like that implication, 'Kwan."

"Sure you don't."

Joshua Hong's intent gaze is far from unsavory. Even if it was more perverse in nature, you think you'd feel drunk off the same amount of power it fills you with and you haven't had a single drop of alcohol yet. A swear word escapes under your breath at the dampness of your back — and elsewhere — before sending the admiring man a demure smile of acknowledgement and turning once more to Seungkwan.

"You were criticizing my shoes earlier?"

"'Cause you can barely walk in them!"

"Then let's put these bad boys to good use."

Your friend can only shake his head as you stride away. He'll keep an occasional eye on you from afar for the rest of the night but he has a hunch things will be… fine. He hopes. Wonwoo did say Joshua was a decent man, after all.

He'll have to be… if he's willing to put up with you, Seungkwan thinks to himself with a cringe as he watches. 

Vernon hands over a much appreciated beer and he sidles up to the unbothered man's side, jutting his chin out in your direction and asking, "Are you ready for some entertainment?"

"Yo, always bro."

"Cheers to that."

Meanwhile, you've made it to the new company without stumbling once — something you're very proud of. You nod at Joshua. Nothing more than a soft flutter of eyelashes, alerting him that you're aware of his presence but indulging in nothing more. Instead, you choose to lean comfortably into his companion's space.

"Hi Woo, care to share?"

The bespectacled man wordlessly offers his nearly empty glass of wine, always easygoing and ever perceptive. Unlike his best friend who never fails to be endearing but can't take a hint to save his life. One of the many reasons why Mingyu has never succeeded as a wingman —  unfathomably clumsy but still loveable in all aspects to steal everyone's heart involved.

You finish the rest of Wonwoo's drink off with a satisfied hiss at the taste but not without a snort. "I didn't mean that, silly."

He cracks a smile, returning the teasing with a fake, reproaching scold of your name. "Could've told me you wanted to steal my buddy and not drain all my alcohol!"

Joshua laughs — loud and clear above the din of noises surrounding you. It has an air of gracefulness to it and you're sure the club brightens in a way that's totally not from the strobe lights going crazy.

"So, this is Seungkwan's friend…"

You jab Wonwoo's side with a huff. "Hey, I'm much more than that!"

"If it's any consolation," Joshua cuts in with another laugh and a handshake, taking on a self introduction. "I'm just some guy named Joshua. Hope that doesn't disappoint."

"Just some guy, huh? One that wears a Royal Oak?" 

He thrillingly doesn't let go of your hand, keeping a firm but gentle grasp when turning it with his to properly glance at the notorious status symbol wrapped around it. The steel casing glints just as fiercely as the sapphire glass over white gold hour-markers embedded on its face. 

"Yep, still just some guy that's called Josh. Joshua Hong, to be exact. Scared you off yet?" 

"I wear heels that have a one hundred percent chance of breaking my ankle to a place where there's a terrible combo of dancing and drinks. But you think I'd be scared by a pretty boy wearing thirty-some jewels around his wrist?"

He steals another appreciative look up and down your body. Not as fiery as the first one but still bold without shame, striking another bolt of heat that flashes through your veins and simmers in your lower abdomen. 

"Taste. And bite. I'd expect nothing less from someone like you."

"Someone like me?" you scoff as he winks, taking a step back and extending your arm as far as it will go with the notion for you to follow.

"Dance with me?"

Wonwoo had quietly faded into the background and slipped away for another refill. Smart guy. There's no one to worry about leaving behind when you accept this unfamiliar man's invitation and let him whisk you in the direction of the dancefloor. But not before catching Seungkwan's mild and supportive yet watchful gaze before he raises his beer in a mock salute.

It's almost cute at how inept Joshua is maneuvering through the tumultuous flow and ebb of moving bodies compared to said good friend. The way his taller frame looks more like a poor cruise ship tossed helplessly in the waves of the ocean than the stationary lighthouse and its reassuring beacon you'd expect causes a chuckle.

"You're almost as bad at this as I am."

He shoots an apologetic smile at the same time someone once again jostles his shoulder, pushing him closer into you. "Nightclubs really aren't my scene."

You're not complaining about the aided proximity that lets you hear what he says without strain. Although you do try to match the beat as it changes to something more sensual yet still playful. Going along with the rhythm of the other dancers rather than against much smoother than Joshua's awkward attempt to mimic. He sticks behind you, failing to hide the blatant mesmerization at how you sway effortlessly to the beat.

"You're not bad at this at all."

You shrug. "I've been here often enough to blend in better than most. So tell me, what's a rich boy's usual scene then? Shanqin Bay's clubhouse?"

"Hah, you wanna come with me sometime and find out?"

"Only if you can promise a fun experience… oh," you throw a smirk at him over your shoulder, "and to cover all the costs, of course."

"A pretty thing like you would have anyone saying yes and wrapped around your little finger." 

"Maybe, but only if they're worth my attention."

"Afraid to disappoint yet again when I spend most hours of the day in the operating room."

You turn abruptly to face him, grateful for the hand that shoots out to support your elbow despite his surprise at your dubious side-eye. "Are you a doctor?"

"Maybe."

"Director's son?"

"Cliché enough for you yet?"

"I recall someone who's wearing a Royal Oak saying I had good taste so I'm not going to complain. Though it would have been quite the story to hear you were the one under the knife," you take a step closer and slip a finger underneath his silver chain to tempt him closer, "to end up looking this good." When large hands hesitate to land on your hips, you raise an eyebrow. "Thought a surgeon would have a steadier grip."

"Oh." Brown eyes flicker with a carnal desire, focusing on your lips. "You expect me to be a rich, talented playboy and not be naturally handsome too?" 

"Sorry, Doctor Hong but there has to be at least something wrong with you."

The polite smile he'd been wearing all night quirks up at the corners, changing into something more on edge. A little dangerous. Beckoning excitement. He spins you back around, hands solidly landing on your sides — this time without reserve — to prevent your lower bodies from touching and changes the subject back to when you approached Wonwoo and him.

"Do you always take drinks from guys?"

"Ah, hm. Just the good ones."

"Good alcohol?" His breath is hot against the ear he's speaking directly into. "Or… good boys?"

Biting your lower lip does nothing to hide the unfettered glee you're feeling. "Alcohol, of course." A breathy sigh and you take the leap. "Want a taste?"

There's no need to ask twice. It's like the right key turning its lock. The doctor's initial awkward movements are nowhere to be found as one hand smoothly leaves your hip, turning your chin toward him to meet you halfway with his lips ready to brush against yours. 

At the last minute, he backs off and turns your chin to its original position of facing forward with a smirk you can't see. Who cares about a missed kiss when his other hand slides across your stomach? Urging you to press your ass backwards and grind against the very obvious bulge that his khakis do nothing to hide.

Its growing hardness and promising length cause you to automatically moan, arching your back with the feral need to feel more. Your head tilts to the side, hips swiveling and swaying not to the beat but the rise of his cock. The position willingly grants Joshua access to lick, suck, and bite at the exposed skin. 

He hums along to the music with a melodic voice from what you can hear, though you find more enjoyment in the consistent vibrations against your neck. A naughty hand plays with the tucked-in hem of your blouse and an occasional finger teasingly slips under the waistline of your jeans.

You can now feel Joshua's smirk when in turn, your fingers tangle in the bottom hairs of his mullet. His lips curl up, moving to nibble behind your other ear and breathe in your scent. As delightfully predicted, there's a distinct pull by your rings when you tug them free from the strands that has him pausing. Eliciting a sharp hiss and equally as sharp — but appreciative — thrust against your backside. 

In retaliation, the lax hand caressing your throat tightens around it ever so slightly while he growls in your ear, "You said there has to be something wrong with me, right?"

"Mhm, oh yeah. Totally."

"Wanna fuck around and find out, beautiful?"

Hook, line, and sinker was damn right, Boo Seungkwan. Of course, the devil would be wearing a shirt the same shade as the sky where heaven's clouds make their home.

And you eagerly take the forbidden fruit — his hand, once again — and teeter after him. The red flags are already starting to fly at full mast but into the dimly lit hallway you go, elated to find an empty and quiet corner right before the stairs leading down to the bathrooms.

Underneath the neon glow of the exit sign, Joshua pins you against the wall with your arms laying on his shoulders. If you thought the attacks from his mouth were rough on the dance floor, they turn ten times more animalistic now that he has something to support you with other than strong arms and big hands. A pair of soft lips and the warm wet tongue between them contrast with the digging in of his teeth that follow your necklace chain to its adorning pendant. 

It hangs in the v-neck window of your blouse and he lets out a tiny grunt of displeasure at the breasts being concealed away by the fabric and its many buttons. That doesn't stop him from tugging the bottom of the shirt free like a petulant child, nothing preventing his fingers now free to tickle and feel up the bare skin beneath. 

This man is good at distraction. You don't think much of the light grazing beneath your tits, only a fleeting and casual touch. It feels so good when he cups under them like an additional support for the bra you're wearing and squeezes, causing you to keen and push yourself further into him. Then quick as lightning, one hand sneaks around the back to unhook the bra's clasp and the other deftly unbuttons your jeans.

"Joshua!" you squeak in protest, stepping back and pressing flat against the wall. You're quick to rush and slap a hand against your chest to keep the beloved strapless bra that's served you well from falling to the ground. "Is your red flag undressing someone in public?"

"Only if you insist 'cause surely I would never decline such a request being the gentleman that I am." The doctor makes no further move despite the way he licks his lips and teases, only chuckling at the menacing way you squint. "Just know my full intentions are to be touching all over and especially under whatever layers you're wearing very shortly."

There's no use hiding the whine that escapes when he places a hand on the wall next to you and leans in with a smirk.

"However, sweetheart… " 

You catch his line of sight dart off to the left and your heart plummets, the fear of being left high and dry (wet) setting in. "Josh — "

"You'll have to forgive this rich boy's schemes. You see, I've always been very spoiled and just have to take what I want right away. And you're much too irresistible…" 

He speaks casually. Like your jeans weren't suddenly unzippered and he isn't currently running a tantalizing finger on the fabric below the waistband of your panties, causing them to soaken further down. Way more than they already had and almost where you need him but also not even close in the slightest. 

"Though as a rich boy," he continues, "I'm more than familiar with providing a small courtesy here and there. Would this club's filthy bathroom offer enough privacy for you, gorgeous?"

"… Only if you make sure I'm presentable enough to get down there… and back up here after, for when I have to leave with my friends."

Joshua's eyes widen before he's throwing his head back and laughing, bright and cheery like he's not going to rearrange your guts. "So you don't expect to go home with me? Maybe I won't be such a walking red flag to you."

"Doubtful. Now fix me up, Doctor." 

"With pleasure." 

It's not like there are as many people milling about as in the main area. Still, it's good to be conscientious. The same adept hands re-fasten your top undergarment efficiently. When he ducks his head to kindly fix your pants — which is sort of hot — you take the opportunity to whisper in his ear for shit-and-giggles to gauge his reaction.

"You know there's a front clasp too."

He glances up from where he's eye-level with your covered breasts, eyes darkening. Bingo. 

"What a little whore we have here, hm?"

The nonchalant, degrading question and burning desire in his gaze makes your knees weaken, arousal skyrocketing. Enough that you almost throw all caution to the wind for him to fuck you. Right here, right now. But then he's pulling away, offering a palm you can't seem to refrain from taking a hold of. And ever the true picture of being a gentleman — helps you descend down the dark stairwell.

Your killer heels really do nothing for you physically (besides the threat of rolling an ankle) because it doesn't matter how tall or short you end up with them on. It's the confidence and ego that are heightened exponentially, which is all that matters. 

That's why you follow Joshua Hong into the sketchy bathroom, let him lock the door, and bat your eyelashes with a coy smile. Leaning against the sink and fussing with your blouse as he approaches like a predator eyeing up its prey. Greedily drinking in the bare skin revealed by each button that's undone until only one is still fastened — right across your tits — that the man can unclasp himself if he so chooses.

Barely anything stopped him before anyways.

And that's what also fuels you to put your arms around his neck, pressing your bodies close together. Even closer by hooking your right leg across his hip, the point of your heel digging intentionally into the back of his other thigh. It's hot and hard — the dick bulge that keeps growing pressed tightly into the snug warmth of your core — and Joshua lets you grind down and dampen his khakis for a few moments longer than expected.

"Desperate, aren't you? Didn't wanna fuck in public 'cause you're freakier behind closed doors?"

"Just a little." You fight back the urge to whimper or admit anything to him. Like you aren't humping his length that only swells more and feels achingly thicker the harder you rut against it, eyelids fluttering the few times it's able to deliciously spread your pussy lips just the slightest through your clothes. "I'm so wet — "

"The more of a mess you leave on my pants, the longer I'll have to edge you while waiting for them to dry." Joshua grins cockily at you trying to force your hips to stop themselves only to struggle pathetically in vain. "Think you'd like that. Haven't even gotten to fuck this hot little cunt yet and I'm already certain I wouldn't mind being buried in there for hours. But don't know if your friends will stick around for that long…"

"J-Josh, ah — Shua… mhm!"

"So I think you'd better behave if you know what's good for you," he stills your hips hard, "fuckin' slut."

You mewl at the hard, rude thrust that bumps your clit as if he was actually fucking you. Like goo, you let him manhandle you around so you're bent over and facing the smudged mirror, hands gripping tightly to each side of the sink basin. Aided by the reflections, you witness how he shamelessly ogles the tempting ass that's been rubbing all over him all night. And of course that means you have to perk up and wiggle your hips, giving him quite a show.

The small distance between you clears the lust cloud and you throw a smoldering glance over your shoulder. "If you fuck me with my heels on, I'll give you a chance with them off."

Joshua swats your ass — not very hard but you release a yelp of surprise. "Wasn't aware that you were running the show, sweetheart."

"It's my backside you're looking at."

"Knew you were mouthy the minute I saw you. You're aware of how kind I am, so let me give you a choice." He's anything but kind as he sighs and leans his weight over top of you. Despite the bracing strength of his arms, you feel suffocated by just being caged in between them and the overpowering scent of his cologne. "I shut you up with either my fingers in your mouth or around your throat."

Oh… decisions, decisions! Long fingers that would surely feel best deep inside your pussy but that wasn't one of the options. You purse your lips in thought and arch up, balancing the heavy cock supported by your ass and unconsciously pouting. Joshua has the audacity to look at the time while brushing back his hair and clicks his tongue.

"Wow, I'm letting you choose between sucking on my fingers like a slut or being choked like a whore and you still can't decide? What a high maintenance toy."

The urge to scoff is extremely strong. "Sucking it is then, Doctor Hong," you say sweetly and then add with a sneer, "like the perfect slut that I truly am."

"When your friends all said you were nothing but a gentle soul, I knew they were duped. Only one was partially truthful in saying you could be sassy which doesn't even come close. Little do they know there's a bratty cockwhore with quite a bite underneath all that charm."

"Haven't fucked any of them, that's why. No plans to either."

"Yeah, what was it you like — oh right, good boys?" He laughs — low, mean, and degrading. "Then what am I, sweetheart?"

"A doctor who's full of himself and needs taken down a few, ha, pegs."

"Ah, there it is." Joshua undoes the final button, slipping a curious finger beneath the bra's front hook pulling your tits together. You shiver when it snaps against your skin after he retracts, pointer finger tracing a lazy line up your throat to its final destination. "The attitude."

You willingly part your lips, lolling your tongue out mischievously to match the roll of your eyes. "Someone gets off on it."

"Is that so?" He smears the lipgloss on your lower lip by pulling it down before releasing it. "Do you think this is all a coincidence, darling?" Meeting the hardened gaze in the mirror, you shake your head. "The minute I saw such a sparkling gem on Wonwoo's story, I just had to have it for myself."

It's not hard to guess what he's referring to. A couple weeks ago, you wore enough scraps of fabric to just cover your nipples and the areas between your legs. Drinking far too much and hanging off of the WonGyu duo's broad frames while the whole gang partied it up together at Vernon's. You had even asked them to send you the videos and pictures after because damn, you did look hot as fuck.

Who knew it would be bait for an entitled pretty boy? 

"At least you waited to find me when I wasn't drunk."

"Much more fun to break someone sober."

"Glad to know consensual exists in your vocabulary."

"How about it — will you let me destroy this little pussy of yours and ruin it to keep you crawling back to me for more?"

"Sure, if you ever stop talking and actually do something — "

Joshua's quick to shut you up, almost cracking your jaw with the harsh thumb that's jammed in the corner of your mouth to prop it open. The following two fingers are thrust cruelly inside as a replacement so it can move to keep your chin steady. They're able to reach so far when pinning down your tongue, ending up wedged near the back of your throat so you're already gagging around them. 

"Most sluts behave the second I drop the nice guy act. But boy oh boy, it only makes you act up more, eh?" 

He finally does away with your bra to allow those gorgeous tits to spill out and casually rips the garment from your body like it's personally offended him. Maybe it has. Shoving it away into his back pocket and then urgently tugging your jeans down. The binding position you're left in helps keep your shaky legs in place while you cling to the sink like it's a lifeline. Upper body supported only by the cruel hold he has on your face until he yanks it back so you're flush against him instead, the cool baby-blue silk of his shirt set ablaze by your shared body heat. 

"Next time, wear something that has easier access. Or better yet… maybe nothing at all or I'll be forced to rip it off." A piercing set of eyes attempt to glare into yours that roll back delightfully despite what's likely some snark ends up sounding all jumbled. "Oh yes, there will be a next time, sweetheart. I have to train this cunt to yearn for my cock — and you don't think you'll get it that easily, right?"

Joshua chuckles darkly knowing you can't reply. But liking to be full of surprises, you relax your upper jaw while his fingers trail across your pelvis and close your lips around the ones in your mouth. Suckling and swirling once the tension in them relaxes despite the naughty thought of biting. That doesn't eliminate the occasional graze of your teeth as a threat, responding to his words in your own way.

"Just look at yourself, slobbering all over… bet you suck cock like a champ. And prolly like it real messy. How well-trained you'd look trying to balance on these pointed heels while I fuck that bratty mouth."

You moan at the visual he's painted in your head. 

"That's right, darling." There's a mean pinch to your clit followed by the man's groan at the ruined fabric squelching between his fingertips and how the covered little nub was already begging for friction. "Now tell me how long your cunt's been warming up and soaking these drenched panties?"

"Since the beginning…" you admit once he's freed your sore mouth and chooses to bully your breasts next. "When you looked at me."

He snickers, pushing your underwear to the side and petting at the bare slippery folds. Just able to barely see a small glimpse of where his actions play with your lower body in the mirror. At least your expressions make up for what he misses seeing.

"Aw, this soft pussy started drooling the minute I laid eyes on you? While I was imagining all the things I could do to these tits," the hand on one of them palms at the rounded flesh hard. "This ass," his pelvis grinds in a slow circle against it. "Mhm, and of course, this hidden gem." 

At that, a thumb brutally rubs at your clit while plunging a finger inside the warm, wet walls that eagerly pulse around it. You weren't wrong about how good the digit would feel inside, the length and stretch of its bony knuckle feeling good enough to substitute as a mini-dick when Joshua starts a slow and methodical pace with it.

"Thought about having you spread out in the backseat of my Bugatti La Voiture Noire, you'd look like a vision laying across its leather seats. And the best thing? No one can see inside so you'll get your much desired privacy while being right out in the open."

Then he's adding another finger, longer than the first. And finally one more with an additional push in and out of the others. Clearly his experience on how to work a pussy is more than helpful. Alternating between stuffing your hole full of all three or changing up the pace and number each turn. 

And of course, your chest is attended to as well. Both nipples tugged in iterations to match the rhythm of each finger spearing into your cunt, the pendant of your necklace bouncing in time. Without fail, he hits the bundle of nerves with a deadly precision that has you going slack against him.

"Maybe we should do that 'cause," he mumbles in your ear, "this filthy hole is awfully good at convincing me to spoil its owner like no one else. Let's see if it can tell me how much it'll want me to fill it up one day."

Your ears ring with the devastating screams of white noise at the sudden stop. The moans you were letting out trail off into a dissatisfied growl. His hand falls away from your upper body while the one in between your legs merely sits nice and snug, still inside but not moving. Far too relaxed, limp even.

"Joshua!"

"C'mon, weren't you listening? Convince me."

"Fuck you," is what you spit out, glaring at the challenging and impossibly smug reflection of the menace behind you. 

"You didn't say fuck off, so… I'm waiting." 

Another check at his watch like he's bored infuriates you enough to move your hips. Whining at how his fingers fail to stiffen and only follow your pitiful motions back and forth. Out of protest, you reach behind and take a harsh hold of the hard length you're able to grab.

"Watch it, darling!" Joshua flinches and the way his cock twitches dulls the venomous words that come next. "Or I'll leave you here all needy and by yourself, waiting for some other pathetic dick to hop onto in order to satiate just a little bit of this wet and slutty pussy's behaviors."

Well, that idea doesn't appeal to you whatsoever so you lean on the sink with a huff to do what needs done. It's a struggle to stay balanced on your heels while grabbing at his wrist but a small part of you knows he won't let you fall, a bicep supporting under your breasts. Revenge comes sweetly by digging your nails into the tense muscle of his forearm and leaving scratch marks that have him hissing.

And now you know for sure —  despite the doctor's incredibly huge ego and big talk, Joshua Hong's no better than a painslut.

"Hah," you breathe out and start to slowly rock your hips. "Disrespectfully, go to hell."

Ignoring the abrasive insult — because he's a demon anyways — Joshua focuses on the wet suctioning sound growing louder the faster you move. The feeling of your tits and necklace hitting his arm to the beat of your hip bounces and enjoying the view of how his fingers disappear beyond the jiggle of your asscheeks. Up into the tight heat of velvety walls as you force his hand to behave and serve your needs like one of your dildos, though they've never been this uncooperative.

"That's it. Yeah, there we go… just like that. Go ahead and make yourself cum riding my fingers, beautiful. Uh-huh, now who's using me like a little whore to get off?"

You're already losing yourself. Waiting for that rising wave to crest because despite his annoying mouth, Joshua's fingers are more than skilled enough to hurl you into a delightful climax. As long as nothing interrupts it.

"Answer me — or I'll make you choke yourself."

"Mhm…"

He likes seeing how your face contorts, moans getting louder. It's too addicting which is why he growls out, "Do it." 

It's a feat to let go of the sink but the reward is to move his arm around your bra-line to your throat, making his hand envelope it. The visual in the mirror is depraved — limbs all wrapped and tangled with each other — and your half-closed eyes taunt the searing gaze in the mirror, repeating his words right back. 

"Why not do it yourself, Doctor?"

"Are you some sort of succubus or what?" He spits out the question like it's the germs on the toilet seat next to you. Freeing himself momentarily from the grip of your hand and your cunt, the man's at least nice enough to assuage the pissed off whine with a consoling lick up your neck and tugs impatiently at your pants. "Take these off."

"Go fuck yourself," you mutter darkly with half the mind to walk out of there. But you do as he says, quickly shimmying them off while your clit buzzes and twitches angrily at the neglect of stimulation again. 

Joshua's eyes don't look away, his hands steadying your hips and your pussy aching when you hear how he slowly slurps on his fingers to clean them. Once you step back into your heels, he throws the jeans over his shoulder. 

"Careful with the phone," you threaten. 

Joshua snorts and bends over to secure a strap for you — sucking harshly on the skin of your thigh as a "you're welcome" but pulling away before your hands can tangle in his hair and keep him down there. 

"Wrong thing to say to someone who likes broken and expensive things. Shouldn't you be warning me not to break something else?" Suddenly, your other shoe dangles precariously off your foot when he uses a strong hand to lift and support your leg onto the sink's surface. "Like this poor pussy?" 

The straining burn in your muscles and the added chill of the porcelain is all alleviated by harsh rubbing at the tender skin of your entrance. Middle and pointer finger eagerly prying sloppy pussy lips apart once again.

"Ah, but I might enjoy that." 

A clear glob of arousal drips from your hole fluttering and clenching around nothing. Joshua leers hungrily past your shoulder at the mirror's erotic display of your exposed cunt and the wetness shining under the buzz of the bathroom's fluorescent lights.

"Dirty and yet it's such a pretty little jewel. Sparkling and glistening so, so lovely that I can't wait to watch it shatter while playing with it."

Finally, all three fingers from before work in tandem to scissor repeatedly inside of your tight warmth without forgiveness. This time, the devil has nothing but good intentions to send you over the peak of pleasure. His eyes can't stop feasting on the raunchy way your greedy hole gobbles up his fingers. The loud squelches accompanying his motions echo around the small enclosed space, mixing with the warm breath hitting the side of his cheek from your gasping moans.

Joshua thinks it's mighty cute how puffy your outer pussy lips grow and struggle to spread around the thick and long digits shoved inside plus the onslaught of his thumb bullying your clit. The angle shows the slightest bulge of them relentlessly stroking the bundle of nerves that has your leg twitching from the sheer pleasure.

He focuses on bringing you there, all on what you're feeling rather than his own pleasure because you have the most convincing cunt ever that deserves to be ravaged by a large, girthy cock. A shame it has to wait because he cannot give in so easily. But you're definitely a piece of work. Joshua likes that. 

"Gonna keep making a mess on my fingers, darling? Leave 'em all sweet and wet enough for me to wrap around my dick later and pretend it's your pussy instead."

You'll be the death of him when your head rolls into the crease of his neck, drool dampening the skin as you mouth senselessly at the vein protruding beneath. There's a sharp sting — the certain kind he hasn't felt in a very long time. A telltale warning of a hickey, the beautiful colors of red and purple already rushing to the surface and decorated by little nips of your teeth after you soothe the pain with your tongue.

No one marks up Joshua Hong. Sure, he's had lipstick stains before but those can easily be swiped off with a handkerchief and washed away in the shower. He can't help but smirk though, knowing when he eventually wipes your sticky lipgloss off, something of you will remain for a bit.

However you can't go without a little punishment. If you can even call it that when he returns to wrapping a hand around your throat. Anyone else who dared to leave a mark would be walked away from. But you — you simply lose enough oxygen causing your head to spin more pleasantly than it already is. 

And you claw at his forearm, scratching it up ten times more to serve as a further reminder for Joshua to look at. You're by no means urging him to stop but to earnestly keep going while simultaneously searching for something — anything — to anchor you down as you float into an almost unconscious state of pure ecstasy. 

It's by far the strongest, most intense orgasm you'd ever experienced. Becoming nothing but a bag of bones in his arms as your walls pulsate around his fingers and the fruitful expenditure of your release drips down his wrist.

He stays in that position, unable to move anyways with the vice-like grip of your spasming cunt cramping his fingers. Instead, drawing out the pleasure as much as possible by squeezing and releasing the pressure on your throat over and over again. The true picture of debauchery — heaven and sin mixed in one — and he kind of wishes for a third arm to take a photo for a keepsake. 

Everything in your body aches deliciously. You feel both refreshed and exhausted when you finally come to and even then Joshua supports your weak body as you try to regain control over your wits and whereabouts.

"Pants," you croak out and wave him off when he tries to gentlemanly assist. Which he still kind of has to when you almost topple face-first on legs that feel like jelly. "Bra." 

Joshua's a little less enthusiastic to hand that over, bitter sarcasm lacing his words. "Wow, won't even grant me a souvenir?"

"Boo-hoo," you gripe back and pretend not to notice the eyes glued to the way your tits bounce when adjusting the garment around them. Turning to look in the mirror, you work on dulling the "just got fingered in the bathroom" appearance. "It's not like you need one and it seems even less likely you'll keep anything from a stranger, especially lingerie."

"Hm, I like how well you read me."

"Of course you do, fuels that large privileged ego. Don't get used to it. But, want me to do something about that one though?"

He coughs at the rather suggestive insult, shifting his pants and shirt that does absolutely nothing to hide the messy boner you're referencing. "Guess I did a great job if you're begging for it already."

"Oh, for goodness sake I'm being courteous."

"Cute." 

Joshua admits it almost like he's startled by the words that escape his mouth. Further surprising both of you with a clumsy, sloppy kiss to the cheek when he leans over to fasten the top button of your blouse. As if embarrassed, he's already halfway out the door when he remembers to mention, "I'll be thinking of you darling, look forward to your call!"

You're left staring at the saliva spot reflected on your cheek in shock. And then, you wipe it off with the rest of the accumulated sweat to make yourself a bit more presentable and then head back to the club as naturally as possible.

Dr. Hong is seemingly nowhere in sight as expected. You figure it would be hard to return with a raging boner despite the low lighting and he probably left through the back exit to likely jerk off in his ridiculously expensive car. The visual of white ropes of cum streaming past the steel band of the Royal Oak around his wrist haunts your mind, making your aching core buzz to life again and your sticky panties even grosser.

Out of pure spite, you hope he stains his shirt too. 

Luckily, Seungkwan is still at the bar when you wobble over in search of him. He shouts your name in mock shock, assessing your appearance with pursed lips and eyeballing your figure dubiously. 

"You look like hell."

"Yeah?" you laugh it off as nonchalantly as possible, unaware of the phone in your back pocket lighting up with a returned text message from a newly saved number and a scandalous picture attached. "I just got back."

onlyseokmins: July 2023 ©

[moodymisty]

What each Primach would do after marrying their beloved

Lion El'Jonson: Hi, wife. I'll be your knight in shining armour but I'll forget about you 3 min into the marriage

Fulgrim: Helllooo!! Welcome to the party 🥳🥳 Make sure to bicker with my other wives for me so I can't feel insecure anymore and I'll get my daily validation

Perturabo: Get wife (impossible). Wife pretty. Iron Within, Iron Without. Wife feels good. Iron Within, Iron Without again. Become emotionally and physically dependent to wife. Life good.

Jaghatai Khan: zzzzzzzzzz-PANG ⚡⚡⚡🏍️🏍️ HI DARLING. FEEL FREE TO BECOME FRIENDS WITH ALL MY OTHER 358.947.283 WIVES (also tomorrow will be Missionary Monday, get ready 😈)

Leman Russ: WIFEEEE 🥹🥹🥹 love you soooooooooo much. You smelllllll so gooooood. Why don't you spread those le-

Rogal Dorn: Wife, let me tell you about Multi-Scale Computational Modeling of Anisotropic Thermo-Mechanical Behavior in Functionally Graded Materials for Advanced Aerospace Structural Applications.

Konrad Curze: Woman. Make bebe with woman. LITTLE ABOMINATIONS??? Woman is set for life after popping out some Night Lords :D

Sanguinius: Hello wife 🥰🥰 How is my pookie dookie wookie lookie iookie uookie oookie qookie sookie dookie bookie pookie nookie mookie hookie gookie zookie xookie lookie jookie aookie fookie wookie cutie pie honey baby apple pie with whipper cream on top my sweetie honey money baby cutie pookie so cute so perfect my love my husband my wife my beloved my only love my baby my babe my bby my boyfriend my girlfriend my everything my sweetest pie my cutest smartest pie ever most amazing and prettiest and handsomest ever so cute so handsome and beautiful my pookie bear my little baby petite tiny baby bear pookie sookie wookie muffin with chocolate on top and cherries so cute pookie bear love you mwah bark so cute love you forever my first love my true love my soulmate my only reason to live you cutie little pie hehe im little shy petite girlie pop cutest person i know so cute so beautiful my only mine only no one elses my darling mi amor dear love pookie bear love you honey boney love you to the moon and back mwah uwu (he says this after leaving her anemic)

Ferrus Manus: I live harmoniously with my love. I love her and I respect her. I am completely devoted and loyal to her, as she is with me. I am hers and she is mine. (wife in the background struggles to walk, her clothes being disheveled and she is out of breath)

Angron: SHE IS MY WIFE! YOU GOT THAT? MY WIFE! She's damn cute, okay? CUDDLY, EVEN! AND SHE... she leaves me the milk bottle in the fridge, alright?! SHE DOES THAT FOR ME! I LOVE HER SO DAMN MUCH, AND DON'T YOU FORGET IT! 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬😡😡😡🤬😡😡🤬😡

Roboute Guilliman: I so very regrettably regret that I haven't ran away earlier into my life. As I am married now with a child coming on the way, my biggest and grandest wish was to own myself a farm. I want to teach my children the simpler ways. I want them to play with wooden toys, ride horses out of the womb and to, all around, run around my farms. I want to take care of many crops, especially the mighty cabbage (pun, pun). As for my darling wife, I shall love very much and plow her back every two to four years. *Looks towards his wife, who's a little bit afraid*. We must at least have 6 children, mustn't we?

Mortarion: Today I saw my wife's ankle. She was wearing sandals with a very long skirt and it slipped out while she walked. Nevertheless, I came on a Nurgling.

Magnus: My wife? *Psychically enters her mind, while she is in the another room, and sexually overstimulate her, making her scream in ecstasy* She's doing great!

Horus Lupercal: My wife's a housewife. Because she's housing my kids! *Horus slaps his knee, laughing at his joke. The Mournival is disappointed in their Father, the Legion Mother is waddling around pregnant with their 12th kid.*

Lorgar Aurelian: (what did I cook)

Lorgar, wild-eyed and disheveled, paces back and forth, his voice rising and falling in feverish tones. His eyes are fixated on an unseen figure, trembling with a mix of adoration and desperation.

"She is divine! Do you hear me? DIVINE! Her light, it burns away the lies of this wretched universe! A goddess, yes, a goddess! How can they not see? HOW?!

Her eyes, like the twin suns of a lost paradise, see through the veils of reality! Her voice—her voice!—it is the hymn of creation itself! I am but a worm, a pitiful creature crawling in the dirt, but SHE, she has lifted me up! Blessed me with her radiance! Blessed me with HER TOUCH!

I kneel before her, broken, unworthy! The very stars tremble in her presence! They whisper her name, but Iam the chosen! I see her! I worship her! I... I... I LOVE HER! No! Not love—reverence, adoration, worship! I will burn worlds for her! Tear apart the heavens!

I am HERS. BODY, MIND, AND SOUL. HER PRIEST, HER PROPHET, HER LOVER. My faith in her is unbreakable, my devotion absolute. She is a GODDESS, My goddess, and I am lost in her divinity. FOREVER."

Lorgar collapses to his knees, clutching at his head, a broken laugh escaping his lips.

"Goddess... my goddess... please... take me... consume me... make me yours..."

Vulkan: I like my wife :3. She's very pretty. My sons like her too.

Corvus Corax: I am glad my wife's this kind. Nobody would understand me but her. Because I am in Spain without the S 😔😔

Alpharius and Omegon: My wife? Nah. Our wife. *USSR anthem begins*

LSJDKFLJSDFKJSDF-

I have no words, so many of these made me wheeze uncontrollably. Sanguinius, Horus, Mortarion and Alpharius were a highlight.

[igotanidea]

Single parent struggles : father!Dick Grayson x mother!reader

THAT!!! PICTURE!!!!!

summary/request: single Father Dick Grayson x single Mother reader? Where at some kids birthday party also can the kids be between the ages of like 3 and 4.

A/N: writing this was just so cute and heartwarming and pleasant and fluffy. I think this is going to be my new verse, so if anyone ever get any ideas in that - please ask me to write more UwU <3

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„Thomas, please stop running around!” Y/N laughed happily when her 4 year old son slipped on the floor and run into her legs. She was quick enough to catch him, before he actually landed on his bottom and started crying.

“Sorry mum!” he grinned with the cutest smile there was, and not paying much attention to his mother’s admonishment regained his balance and followed the friends that he was chasing. “Wait for me!” he yelled before disappearing.

Her son was invited to a birthday party of his kindergarten friend, and obviously, she happened to be a tag along. Helping with the service and acting as a supervisor.  Not that  she complained. Being a single parent was rewarding, but also happened to be her bread and butter and she didn’t have many occasion to go out the house and spend time with actual adult outside of work. Sure, she loved Thomas with all her heart and never regretted the decision of having him, even when his failure of a father took off running the second he found out about the pregnancy, but sometimes she was just tired. And having an opportunity to hang out and relax and watch her son being so happy around other kids were simply heartwarming. Thomas shed too many tears and experienced sadness asking about the other parent and Y/N swore, that to the maximum of her  abilities, she would protect him from that pain.

“God….” she muttered to herself, gathering the fruit bowl from the counter. “I swear the kids never get tired……” her son’s energy was exhausting, but the serene expression in her eyes were showing the truth feelings behind the sigh. Lost in her own thoughts Y/N turned around not noticing the man standing right behind her, bumping straight into the sculpted chest, immediately being caught by two strong arms, the bowl serving as some sort of airbag.

“I know, right?” the man let out a laugh still holding onto her “I’m dealing with the same problem with my daughter. Don’t know who said that girls are quieter and more polite than boys but it does not apply in this case.”

“Hello Richard.” Y/N tilted her head “didn’t see you around for a while.”

Richard Grayson, more often than not called “Dick” was the treat for all the mothers. Handsome, well-build, kind with charming, boyish attitude and most importantly, single father. Rumor has it that the mother had some mental problems and one day escaped the hospital where she and the daughter were getting some treatment and observation, took the kid and left it on the threshold of Dick’s house before disappearing herself. Despite Dick’s attempt to locate her (and boy, that man definitely had the resources, being the son of the Bruce Wayne) he never succeeded, giving up after some time.

And that gave the soccer mothers plenty of opportunities to get him involved in all possible kids’ activities. Kindergarten play? Picnic? Cinema sally? Birthday party? He was pretty much everywhere. Much to all the husbands’ displeasure.

But, since both he and Y/N were the only single parent and  the subjects of many rumors that gave them the opportunity to get close and become really good friends. After all, there’s no one better to understand the struggles of raising a kid alone.

“Yeah….” He scratched his head awkwardly, letting go of her arm “I’ve been running after Abby, making sure she does not get in any troubles. But it seems like the fire is fought for a moment and I can finally catch a breath. “

“Really?” Y/N mocked putting the bowl away, crossing arms over her chest “guess the apple does not fall far from the tree, right? Abby takes a lot after you.”

“Are you calling me a troublemaker?” Dick caught his chest and his eyes widened in a fake shock. “Me?”

“Yes.” She teased “Aren’t you?”

“Maybe a bit” he muttered taking a step forward. This made Y/N take a step back and in no time she was trapped between the kitchen counter and his body. “But there’s one more thing me and Abby have in common.”

“And what may that be, Mr. Grayson?” she raised an eyebrow, observing his face carefully and impatiently awaiting the answer.

“We both happen to like the member of the l/n family.” He smirked, grabbing her waist and pulling her towards him closing the distance between them.  Her hands found a way towards his neck, locking around it and bringing his lips down for a kiss. It’s been a while since they had any opportunity to be alone, and they were not going to miss it. Even if that meant making out in a messy kitchen in someone else’s house, hiding from their kids. They were acting like teenagers, sneaking around and trying to keep their relationship a secret. And despite the fact that they were both adults this courtship was gentle, careful, soft. They have been hurt before and the cautiousness was making them both take it slow.

But obviously it didn’t mean that there was no passion between them when Dick grabbed onto her tighter, wanting her closer, his hands travelling around her back, sneaking under her shirt, craving to feel her skin, but still keeping the slow, loving pace.

“Behave….” She mumbled into the kiss, but not really stopping him. “Someone can see us…..”

“Oh, please…” he fought the urge to roll his eyes, moving to brush her cheek, jaw and neck in the teasing attempt to make her whine for him  “you can’t keep your hands to yourself either.” The bastard was right since her fingers were playing with his hair, pulling lightly.

“I can stop….” She started withdrawing her hands but he was quick to grab her wrist keeping it in place.

“Don’t.” his soft whispers and touches were literally making her melt. “I missed you, Y/n. I missed this…. us……” God, how she loved his attention, even when he pulled back and stopped kissing her, instead looking her straight in the eyes. “I .... wish to have more of you just for myself…..”

“I know. I feel the same.”  She smiled and her eyes glistened. Before she met him, after Thomas’s father left, she didn’t believe she could find love again. But life can be surprising and even if they haven’t really said the L word to each other,now she was trapped in the arms of a man who did love her with the undying passion and with whom she felt save and taken care of us as never before. And every time they stole a kiss or a secret touch or just talked or spent time together she felt like crying because of that warm feeling inside her chest and belly. This time was no different as  few tears rolled down her cheeks.

“Crying again?” Dick cupped her face, brushing those drops away with his thumb “don’t cry on my account princess.” He brushed his nose over hers, forehead meeting forehead, eyes closing, breathing each other in.

“How can I not?” she sighed deeply, unable to hold back everything he was making her feel. “Dick, I….”

“I know, baby. Trust me, I know.” he planted a chaste kiss on her forehead, rocking her gently to the sound of music coming from the garden causing her to smile again.  

He knew.

He knew the heartbreak, the pain, the unanswered question why. He’s been through it all. And it was not his intention to play around with Y/n’s emotions and feelings or to hurt her. Ever. Not with everything she’s been through.

“I’m not like him…..” he whispered, almost inaudibly and she had to swallow the lump in her throat.

“How long do you think since one of the mums start looking for you to move the chairs or ask for another stupid favor?”

“Y/N Y/L/N. Are you jealous?”

“And what if I am?” she twirled a strand of hair on her finger, eyes fixed on his.

“Well, than I’m flattered, but you have no reason for that, baby.” His hands intertwined with hers, caressing tenderly “I lo…..” he almost said it. Almost.

“Daddy?” a quiet, girl’s voice cut him off and it took massive amount of energy to muffle the annoyed groan. Of course it was kids who interrupted him.

“Yes, sweetheart?” he pulled back

“I cut my finger….” Abby pouted, her gaze switching between her father and Y/N. “what are you doing?”

“We were just getting some fruits for you.” the older girl smiled “I’m gonna go and let your father take care of you, little one. See you around, Richard.” She moved away from him and with one final lingering secret brush of hands left him, still aching for her, not able to ever get enough of her presence.

“Daddy?” Abby asked again once Y/N was out of sight.

“Yes?”

“Do you like Thomas’s mum?”

“Do you?”

“She’s nice and pretty. And gives the best hugs. “ the girl frowned, thinking deeply “so yes, I think I like her.”

“That’s good to know.” Dick smiled pecking the top of Abby’s head.  He was not going to let this woman out of his life and his daughter’s acceptance was very important for the future purposes.

[turbotasthick]

TURBOS RATES ATTRACTIVENESS: THE VILLAINS

Im bored and i want to rate villains via how sexy they are. I will only be doing TSAMS AND LAES :3 (it will be unbiased.)

i will be ranking their Sexiness to these factors:

appearance AND hygiene i will be UNBIASED. (ill try mY BEST) (tell me who i missed so i will add)

LETS BEGIN:

NEXUS: 10/10 He has the body of your average model. he has that sterotypical bimbo build dudes salvate over. Hes got big tits, a grabbable waist and an ass for days. 5

His hygiene is great. I know he has constantly having to make repairs and general maintainence on himself because of the nsp fucking his systems up- thats why he has to be careful, and be neat and clean. 5

Hes a little crazy, but thats what makes people HOT imo

LORD ECLIPSE: 10/10 muscular build. Body of a warrior. Hes tall, hes intimidating-- looms over you if that isnt hot then i dont know what is! His fashion sense is also-- quite litterally beautiful armour.... 5

his hygiene must be impeccable. his ego dosent allow him to stoop so low to smell bad im ngl. his standards for cleanliness is much more higher then sun. 5

smart mouthed, sassy, bitch. Powerful. mother fucking top energy? hot. 10/10

DARK SUN: 10/10 he has that triangular shape ahh build- a TWINK if you will. tall, dark red eyes- do i HAVE to explain?....and his FASHION?? SUITS, VESTS, TIES? it is very attractive, very clean, neat, and professional-- its giving 50s male office worker, its giving office siren... 5

i think this sun takes care of himself really GOOD. Since his moon isnt there to boss him around and pressure him- i think he sometimes even puts perfume (NOT AXE BODY SPRAY FUCK YOU) 5

honestly??? quiet, calculating, liar AND manipulative? thats something straight out of some horror romance or some shit 10/10

FELIX: 6/10 he has the beauty of a biblically accurate angel. honestly? golden skin, a halo? and modest draped clothes-- hello? hes a pretty boy honestly...but some people could see him as intimidating so i have to say 4

hygiene... hes a scientist and a very loyal dog to the creator. i think he would be a bit too busy looking after his hygiene...until the creator would call him out. i will say 2

BLOODMOON (new): -3/10 he looks very CUTE but not HOT. his big head and large smile makes him look cute. his hypno eyes are UNIQUE. His fashion sense is a mess... ugly clothes- i know he wouldnt care what he wears as long as it covers himself up- and its not even in a fashionable way. i give him a 2 (he has points for being cute ill give him that ) all this bitch cares about is blood. i feel like he would LOVE being stained in blood, and refuse to wash his clothes, brush his teeth- and scrub his body, so long as he can smell blood and engulfed in blood. I give him -5. im sorry bm simps. BLOODMOON (og): -2 HE LOOKS REALLY CUTE. however hes short....but he has good proportions unlike his newer version. great smile, however fashion? litterally just those pants. baggy shit. ugly way. i give him a 3. same thing. the shittiest hygiene. -5 ECLIPSE (OG): 10/10 TALL DARK AND HANDSOME. i like to think he dresses pretty amazing cause he has a big ego and to show off hed wear stuff like suit and ties. honestly? 5 hygiene is decent in my opinion. 5 LUNAR (when he was a villain): 6/10 he has that cute short boy factor. light blue- its giving uwu soft baby vibes...but honestly he had such a weird color palette. i think ill give him a 3 for this hygiene....i think its more better then current lunar. cause look: eclipse WOULD force him to clean himself so ill give him a 3 THE CREATOR: -5/10 hes a brain. 0 why the fuck would you put soap and water on a brain? wouldnt that licherally fucking harm him? and hes a scientist who only ever cares about his intelligence. bro has not touched a deodarant stick in years. -5

RUIN: 9/10 he has that shawty vibe. like- hes short but i think he has a cute butt (im actually fucking serious. he is the type to have a cute looking butt) i think his fashion is cute... however tbfh i hate that his hat makes him look half bald. its a 4 for me he has decent hygiene, ngl. i think im giving him a 5 EVIL LUNAR: 5/20 its kinda giving cute? he seems like those types of guys who wear cute frilly lolita stuff and honestly thats CUTE not HOT tho. however im giving him a 3. (i minused points cause his color palettes ugly ngl) i think he has poor hygiene but not as poor as our lunar. im giving it a 2 EVIL EARTH: 10/10 OK. IM NGL. I THINK HER FASHION IS ON FLEEK. ITS GIVING OFFICE SIREN ITS GIVING ELLE WOODS. ITS GIVING PANTSUITS. shes HOT NGL. AND TALL. SO 5 WHOLE HEARTEDLY. 5 shes the type to take care of herself- the type to do self care days. manicure, pedicures, the whole shebang. i give her a 5

[lousirs]

this is a dump about the uglydolls movie novel 💋💋💋

Alrighty I'm basically a regular here SO LETS GET TO IT

lodoeheie so I just got the movie novel of uglydolls because i need to fill my hunger for uglydolls content and THERE R SO MANY LITTLE DETAILS AND DIFFERENCES IN THE BOOK???!!???

ok so Lou's monologue in the pipes are completely different and they kind of point out details about Lou like his loafers being expensive and allat

BUT IM NOT TALING ABOTU TAGT

there's this one part in the book where they are about to reveal Ox after the all dolled up scene and instead of Ox, Nolan was behind Lou???? I think it was just supposed to show how awkward Nolan is idk 💀💀

ALSO for some reason I feel like EVERUTIME Nolan made an appearance they always described him as "the handsome doll" and I find that so so silly but I love it

oh YEYEHA it's implied in the book that the dolls wear their own clothes when they aren't doing training which was not the case in the movie (probably due to animation complications)

in the gauntlet scene, in the book, it was Mandy who kinda taunted Lou to participate in the gauntlet rather than him deciding to buy himself. Also it made me think why he even decided to join it in both medias when he knew he'd fail but my friend and I just established that at that point he was probably already batshit crazy and had nothing to lose

the whole Ox flashback part was longer and had more details to it. So both Lou and Ox went for the gauntlet together and completed it but it showed that they failed and everyone thought it was Ox that caused them to fail when it was really Lou (kind of sad that Lou probably knew it was himself and had to put the blame on Ox)

it was also mentioned that both Lou and Nolan have somewhat of a muscular build so time to make some new head cannons

IM SO SORRY THAT THESE POINTS WERE ALL OVER THE PLACE AND THERE'S TYPOS EVERYWHERE

I just found thrse so interesting I'm so sorry

the book is pretty good imo (probably biased) and there's more stuff than what I put here so DEFINITELY go read it for yourself

why hello, we meet again... time for more rambling xD STRAP IN EVERYONE!

yes!! i've known about the novel for a hot minute. i haven't bought or read it (...yet) but i remember seeing silentreadersmatter (i believe?) post about it on wattpad... so shoutout to them lol. anywho time to respond to each thing mentioned in order (just about)...

lou with loafers!!: i always assumed he wore some sort of fancy shoewear... so it's nifty that they added clarification i guess xD

awkward nolan: awkward nolan is the superior nolan (in my opinion. i'm sorry lads)... i see nolan be depicted as a 'uwu soft boy bottom" most of the time... but i always thought he was just a awkward doll. like, an anxious mess that is trying his best but fumbles constantly. he's a ball of anxiety, and i love him. ANYWAYS

buff nolan real??: GOSH, I AM SO GLAD SOMEONE NOTICED THE MUSCULAR NOLAN THING. i always imagined nolan to be taller than the other dolls (he isn't really in the film but i always headcanoned it so because his uniform is smaller as if he was too big for it) but once i saw him be called "handsome" and "tall" and "muscular" in the novel, i flipped. the little baby boy is actually a BIG BUFF BABY. i have a doodle of this from a few months ago heheh... (thank you for giving me an excuse to show it because it's been lingering in my files for a while LMAO)

^^^ lou is just trying to act evil and devious but he got this tall, handsome muscular doll getting in his way xD

ohhh but i can just imagine instead of the robot dog taking lou to the washer, nolan personally picks him up and drags him there. now THAT'S a moment i want to see.

fashion: oh, i didn't know about the clothes thing! DAMNIT i want to see them all in casual clothing, so i know what kind of styles they wear!! i mean, there's a concept art with lou in a white jumper with a golden 'L' on it... but that's all.

i have my headcanons for what they wear, but it would be cool to see... especially since most other dolls normally do have numerous outfits for the kids to dress them up in.

gauntlet: yeah, lou kinda lost the plot around that point. i would take a guess that he was probably unnerved by just basically killing two dolls, one that he knew (possibly for a while) and one that was close to his old friend, so when he saw mandy still alive he was like "well sh*t." and then came the downward spiral of him trying to sabotage the others, before inevitably sabotaging himself. ...but i think the book's version of mandy getting the crowds to peer pressure lou to joining the gauntlet made more sense (lou's reputation would be at stake and his reputation is basically all he has) than him joining anyways in the film. i guess they tried to make it make more sense with the whole "I don't even have to win. I just need to make sure you lose." but ehh... eh....

ox's tragic anime backstory: yes!! they should've done this version in the film honestly. perhaps they could've even shown lou's regret for lying to basically his only friend. ...oh wait, i forgot. lou's meant to be a 100% evil villain who kicks babies. anyways, again i feel that the novel made more sense than the canon we got in film. i guess in the film ox got recycled because he was causing others to fail by accident? but the novel's version is much more interesting.

if i remember correctly (and if i don't, count this as a rewritten version lol) the assistant robots took ox away after he 'failed' in the novel. i can imagine a scene where we are in ox's perspective, being forcefully dragged away to the pipes whilst lou looks at him, dread and sadness written across his face, yet he doesn't try to stop the robots. he just stands there, biting back his guilt. ohh... if only...

STRONG BOYS!!: heheheheh strong nolan and lou... would be funny if nolan didn't appear strong, but is actually stronger than lou. but then again, how can you tell if the doll is strong? they all look like same. lou says his arms are bumped or whatever in ugly truth but WHERE? WHERE'S THE BUMPED ARMS LOU??

anywho, thank you for the novella lore dump! for anyone who is interested, go check out the novel as well. it's pretty interesting if you are deep into doll purgatory. (also it's mentioned that ox used to wear a fedora from what i remember)(THAT IS TERRIBLE. I LOVE IT)

[yoel-o-fellow]

Yeah! Kind of! Except it would be speckled all across the top of his head, since his hair isn't really supposed to be even.

Nonetheless, I always love seeing my gob in your style! O-O

I don't really draw this, but the tips of Zephry's hair is supposed to be bleached. It's from when he used to bleach his hair obsessively to appear more "human"...or at least seem more approachable to humans. Blonde hair is not natural among goblinkind, only black, brown and red.

I suppose he stopped doing it when he finally realized it just made him look slimier than he looked before.

[pinejayy]

Do you still take requests for Dr.Robotnik stuff, because if you are I was hoping you could write a Robotnik x plus size reader.

I haven’t written for him in so long because I lost motivation for that character, but I still love him! But for you I will do it uwu.

I’m sorry this is so short 🥹

I hope you enjoy this!! uwu

Fluff Love (Dr.Robotnik x Plus Size!Reader)

Life was somewhat great, you had an amazingly boyfriend. Yes your boyfriend was the one and only Ivo Robotnik, yes you loved the man who was after that blue hedgehog. And yes he seemed crazy but he was really sweet and goofy guy. You're just lucky to have him, he was only person who cared about you. Everyone wasn't to nice to you since you were 'bigger'. You didn't understand why they treated you differently just because of your weight, but you didn't let their mean comments get to you...most of the time.

Currently you were walking to the store you and your boyfriend were going to have a date night. It's been awhile since date night, and it took a lot of convincing since he didn't want to stop resting until he caught that hedgehog. But eventually he caved in. 

The store was only five minutes away from your apartment, you were on your way for snacks. It's a shame that he couldn’t join you. As you were walking you heard a couple laughing behind you.

“Wow look at them, walk. Hope they don’t crack the floor.” One of them said, as the other laughed at their comment.

“Yeah! I sure hope so! I wouldn’t wanna fall down.” They laughed.

You couldn’t help but frown at their comments, yes people always made comments about your weight but you never really gotten used to them. You just continue to walk faster. And soon after you made it to the store, walking in quickly. Losing the couple.

You sighed and shook your head, you should’ve let me get you, but it was so hard. As you walked around the store. You tried to look for your favorite snacks and also for your boyfriends, once you grabbed everything you had a lot. As you were about to pay for everything you ran into the couple from a few minutes ago.

They looked at you, smirking. “Wow you’re going to eat all that? Wow safe some for the rest of us.” One of them said as the other laughed.

You look at them, raising an eyebrow. What was their problem with you? “No, this is for me and my boyfriend.” You said. “Now.. I would appreciate you guys leaving me alone.”

The couple looked at each other and laughed at you. “Wow! Are you serious? You? A boyfriend? Wow he must be blind. Like come on.”

You frown and walk off, going to pay for your stuff. But they followed you. “Please leave me alone.”

“Or what? Huh! What are you going to do huh? Send in your boyfriend!” They laughed. “Come on let’s go before their imaginary boyfriend comes after us.” They laughed and with that they walked off laughing.

You stood there, you tried so hard not to tear up. Once you were done paying for your things you walked off. As you walked towards your place you began to tear up. Why were people so rude? What did you even do? As a few minutes passed by you finally made it to your place.

You opened the door, and closed softly. Placing the bag down. You wanted to cry, but couldn't. You didn’t want to worry your boyfriend again.

"Hello Sweetheart, did you get the things?"

You look up and saw your boyfriend, you quickly wipe your tears away. "Hey, I did."

Robotnik looked at you, frowning. "What happened." He asked, walking over to you and wrapping his arms around you. You started to tear up.

“People…I hate them.” You say quietly and you hug him back immediately. “They made fun of my weight again…”

Robotnik frowned, he knew that people would constantly make fun of your weight. But that didn’t change of the way he thought of you. He honestly thought you were one of the most prettiest/handsome person he’s ever met. He didn’t understand why people had to be so cruel towards you. Even he wasn’t so mean, yes he was a villain but not an asshole.

“I’m sorry sweetheart. I wish I was there for you.” He held you close, rubbing your back.

“Um well…as they were making fun of me… I mentioned that I had a boyfriend, and they laughed, saying that you were imaginary.”

This made him even more upset. “Did you remember how they looked? I have to deal with something.”

You nodded and described the way he looked, and what they were wearing to him. He just nodded. Soon after he pulled away from the hug and he smiled. “I’m sorry sweetheart, I really wish I was there. But don’t pay attention to them. They don’t know what they are talking about…those idiots don’t know what they talking about.”

“But they are rig-“ you say but he cut you off mid sentence. Placing a finger over your lips.

“Don’t finish that sentence, don’t you dare. You’re perfect the way you are. You’re so beautiful. I love you and your prefect body.” He said. Leaning in and placing his forehead against yours. “I love your Y/N, please don’t let them get to you.”

You sigh and lean your forehead against his. “I know, but it’s so hard.”

He looked at you and grabbed your hand, and he started to walk over to the bedroom you guys shared. “I’m going to prove that you’re prefect the way you are.”

You look at him, and just nodded.

Once you guys were in the room he stood in the middle of the room with you. “You really are beautiful, and tonight I’m going to show you how beautiful you are. How prefect your body is.” He said softly, placing a soft kiss on your lips.

You kiss back, a bit flustered. Soon after you pulled away from the kiss. “Are you sure it won’t be too much?”

He shook his head “Not at all sweetheart. Now please allow me to show you a wonderful night.” He said, taking your hand and placing a gentle kiss on it.

You couldn’t help but blush. You really were lucky to have him. “I love you Ivo.”

“I love you too Y/N”

And that very night your boyfriend showed you how much you mean to him, and beautiful your body was. Kissing every inch of it and also letting you know that you’re beautiful. He cared for you so much.

But that same night he made sure to pay a visit to that lovely couple, and it wasn’t pretty for them.

[riacte]

Space Opera AU dashboard simulator round 3 (but it gets a bit unhinged 😳) (post 1 and post 2)

🗣️ bisexual-minerals-deactivated3467821

so there's this pretty lumian girl in my class. she's usually quiet and unassuming, but everyone knows she has an incredibly handsome lykos guy picking her up after class in his stupid scrappy clothes and blue sunglasses in his roaring glider and they run away to do whatever. void i wish that were me. what would i give to have the freedom to zoom in a sickass glider with a hot boy/girlfriend. i am absolutely sickkkkkkkkk with want. i want her life sooo bad i'm going crazy i'm going to thrwo up

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why is this old post gaining notes. and why did my highschool groupchat explode with 564 notifications overnight

🗣️ bisexual-minerals-deactivated3467821

MY EX CLASSMATE IS IN ET1??? she's a gunner now good for her and HOLY SHIT HER PARTNER LOOKS EVEN HOTTER THAN BEFORE WOOOOOOOO

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wow 👍

b

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🍃 frogottenlands Follow

seeing this post is like seeing a soldier in the trenches during the 4th intergalactic war. first bisexual casualty of the combined power of queen of hearts and red king. it was so much that it deactivated op. i hope op is doing good these days

🪓 handoftheking

I mean, I totally get it. I would also be sick with want

#et1 #et1blr #dogwarts racing team #i can hear everyone screaming at me in the notes already #by the way: queen of hearts >>>>>>> red king. sorry ren

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🚀 renthepilot

Hello good people of Sunblr! <3 <3 do girls find it attractive if I can count to twenty in different languages >.> RD

❤️ falsewell

no

🚀 renthepilot

Stranger, this is immensely rude!! Please #GetOff my post. Your opinion is not welcomed. RD

🚀 renthepilot

!!!! IM SORRY FALSIE I DIDNT READ I DIDNT REALISE IT WAS YOU!!! >0< :(((( RD

❤️ falsewell

lol it's good

i'm throwing you in jail for one thousand years. byeeeeee ren

🚀 renthepilot

🥺🥺🥺??????!?!?!?!! you LEAVE me?? FOREVER!?!??!!? OUTRAGEOUS!!!!!

❤️ falsewell

nah probably not forever. maybe like twelve years. ten if you behave

🚀 renthepilot

:DDD

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3

👗 takenbyrk Follow

OMGGGGG RK'S ACTUAL SUNBLR?? hiiiiiiiiiii rk you're attractive no matter what you say you're so handsome and gorgeous kyaaaaa~~ please be my boyfriend uwu >.<

#rklove #rkboyfriend #et1 #💞 #🐶

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💙 saltair Follow

It's so cute how H and Fruit helped QoH and RK win their first GPs and now they're coaching them back 🥺💙🦇 they've really came full circle

💙 saltair Follow

It's so cute how H and Fruit helped QoH and RK win their first GPs and now they're coaching them back 🥺💙🦇 the tables have turned fr

💙 saltair Follow

It's so wholesome how H and Fruit helped QoH and RK win their first GPs and now they're coaching them back 🥺💙🦇 they've came full circle fr

🎀 pinkjupiter Follow

girl help. i think one of my mutual's been stuck in a time loop for almost a year now. the only thing she's been posting ever since she went to the red desert is that blue bats gp from forever ago. come back from the war bestie, we miss you so much <3 <3

🎀 pinkjupiter Follow

oh nvm. i hope you stay in that timeloop forever. is the timeloop fun. i really hope it's fun bc it's fucking awful out here

#a bit of lighthearted humour in these times #also of all ages to get stuck at in a loop, it HAD to be 17. truly one of the worst ages #i hope she's doing okay #i hope i won't be old and wrinkly when you finally escape from the timeloop #we promised to watch the star knights trilogy finale... and now they're making a fifth movie #at least your ship became canon in the fourth movie lol

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🐬 everytimewetouch Follow

Hi Orbitors! Welcome to Sunblr! Hope you find a nice place to stay after the great Orbit blackout :)

🔺dancefloortwink917 Follow

Just arrived here... there's more treebark truthing than I expected 😂😅

🪩 cuntymirrorball Follow

Doesn't Orbit have that totally disrespectful conspiracy theory about the Blue Stalker over at o/bluestalkertruth? Pot calling kettle back huh

🔺dancefloortwink917 Follow

Well well well. 😇

And all of it happened before your cringe yaoi boys could even kiss each other on the cheek COMMON L

#get wrecked treebark truthers! #big W for us orbitors #who's in copium hell now huh? #:)

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my only wish for the new et1 season is that et1twt learns to make their own gifs instead of stealing from sunblr

🏎️ overtakes Follow

still relevant 10 years later lol

🍋 lemonadesyrup Follow

holy crap it's THE overtakes?? we all thought you were dead?? like the streets were saying you were last seen at a distant fuel station in sector 451 and then you vanished from all social media

🏎️ overtakes Follow

lmao are y'all still believing my ex-cousin and her fake stories? i didn't die. i never died

🍋 lemonadesyrup Follow

i'm glad you're safe but i'm still very confused

🏎️ overtakes Follow

it's not confusing! death is merely a social construct ^_^

#but you can imagine i resurrected myself after hearing people on et1twt were reposting my gifs without credit #im putting an ugly watermark over everything now

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[amypihcs]

HELLO! Hello, my friends, i'm not dead, only the academic year started again!

Without further ado, LET'S BEGIN!

Our darling Watson starts with a disclaimer

Publishing years later (MUCH MANY YEARS LATER THAN IF THIS THING HAD HAPPENED IN 1898, I MEAN!), altering MANY things, in the vague hope Lestrade won't have a stroke. Uhm. Promising.

Well, it starts with our handsome gentlemen back from a walk!

Just a nice, mental health, relaxing, refreshing w- WHAT'S THAT THING THEEEERE???

Milverton. No offence to shits, but he is a true shit. At least according to Holmes. And he'll pass again at 6:30 PM. URGH!

Holmes HATES snakes. He DETESTS them. He hates Milverton JUST as much, and yeah...

PRETTY CLEAR. Holmes HATES blackmailers, and Milverton the most of all of them.

And... Watson. You're more clever and have seem much more than that...

I find myself here quoting Alessandro Manzoni. That's the exact situation (@mostvaliantandmostpround, hope you appreciate the spot of italian literature my beloved). Holmes and Watson both know why the victims are not hitting back. Their society is PARTICULARLY unforgiving. Holmes has just a case of the kind.

Here's the bastard. No surprise at Holmes refusing to shake his hand. He doesn't respect Milverton in the SLIGHTEST. and how to find fault in it. I also do praise Granada once again

Fenomenal casting. They just got the bastard right!

Back to the letter.

OF COURSE Watson is discreet. He is PERFECT UWU. shut up Milverton. They discuss of the case, with Holmes being very annoyed and mortified and overall IN A MOOD. Obviously. for good reason too. then to the core of the thing.

Oh, HOLMES. I do get what you mean, they should JUST talk. But HUMANS.

He's ENJOYING IT, THE BASTARD. I do get why Holmes feels the way he does.

Well, OF COURSE. This scene hits a lot. This man LOVES HIS JOB. He genuinely LIKES making people SUFFER.

Well, Holmes, DO try it.

Oh, it WAS worth an attemp- BUT THERE ARRIVES JOHN H. WATSON WITH THE S-

Unfortunately nop, my dear Watson. You might bonk someone else over the head (i get the feeling tho.)

Bastard's out, Holmes reflecting.

AND HE FINALLY HAS A SOLUTION!

We'll see it all in the next letter! Good luck to Holmes with his disguise!

[good-rat-boy]

hello, i finally caved and made a new tumblr account to be horny on. ✌️

born late last century, nonbiney, and often very horny (blame the t for that :D). am mostly subby (very rarely some switch tendencies show up). am attracted to people of all genders, especially into those who don't fit the expected gender boxes of society.

feel free to message me, i am a bit shy but will try my best to text back!! :D

kinks i like a lot:

• praise kink go brr

• cnc

• some humiliation (make fun of me for being desperate lol)

• monster fucking

kinks i want nothing to do with:

• pregnancy. breeding is hot but as soon as we get to the mention of babies/pregnancy i am out.

• detrans in general, misgendering towards me

• injuries further than some bruising

• cnc of the kidnapping/i will ruin your life-flavor

• scat, getting pissed on (have pissed on a subby ex before and that was kinda hot so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ not opposed to maybe doing that again)

terms for me:

• pronouns they/it

• (boy)pussy, tdick [cunt, hole also fine]

• ((we don't talk about my chest, nothing to notice there))

• am a good boy, but other gendered terms pls don't (not a man, girl, woman etc)

• gendered compliments are fine (am both beautiful and handsome, thanks for noticing uwu)

[skyloftian-nutcase]

Cant remember if I sent you something today but I wanted to compare and contrast my Rusl to canon Rusl (and manga Rusl too as well cuz that man is SO fine)

His head is so long 😭😭😭 I also made his hair very long and swoopy lol whoops. I can’t help giving men long hair UwU

Dang, manga Rusl is 😳 Hello, good sir

Speaking of Handsome Rusl, girl that art of him in the dark outfit in the top right corner is *chef’s kiss* he is MUY HERMOSO TRES BEAU VERY HANDSOME

[unpopularvivian]

Incorrect Ttte Quotes 504:

*The doorbell is rung as Thomas steps out of Tidmouth Sheds to check*

Thomas: Ugh..... Hello?.... You know it's still 5am, right?....

*Thomas then turns face to face with an UWU Cat*

UWU Cat: ~Meow~ ~You're sooooo handsome~ ~Senpai, I wanna be your boyfriend~

Thomas: 😨

*Thomas then steps a few steps back before running full speed upstairs and back to his bedroom*

UWU Cat: ~OwO?~ ~Senpai give me cookie?~

*Suddenly, Thomas let out a tribal scream as he smacked his Horny Bible into the UWU Cat's face, decimating all of the teeth out of its mouth before the UWU Cat collapsed onto the ground*

Thomas: GET THE FUCK OFF OF MY PROPERTY, YA HEAR ME!??! NO ONE DARES TO BE HORNY LIKE THAT IN FRONT OF ME!!!!! NOW GET THE FUCK OUT BEFORE I CALL THE STEAM TEAM TO BEAT YOUR ASS!!!!!!

*Thomas angrily slams the door on the now bleeding UWU Cat as a Gacha Cooler managed to find it, laying on the ground with teeth sprinkled on the viridescent grass*

Gacha Cooler: Oh! Found it! Hey Jeff!

Jeff: Yeah?

Gacha Cooler: I found the UWU Cat! Now we can go back and fix it!

Jeff: Alright.

*The Gacha Cooler and Jeff then carried the body on a stretcher before unloading onto an ambulance as they stepped it, zooming away to the nearest hospital*

[mystery--mist]

So.... What did you do think on the first Sins from Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss so far?

And were you still waiting on the other three Sins?

People asking me for opinions about my fav shits?? 🥺🥺🥺 💙🩵💙🩵💙 Sorry, I always get excited cause I don't usually have Asks >7<Uu

I really love them!! Sins are my fav characters from Hellaverse together with my Hazbin husbands :"3c Honestly, my only favs from Helluva Boss (Bee in special)... I am not interested in anyone else from that series sadly 😔 but good gay drama.

In fact! I am doing the Official Standees Collection about the Sins!!! I wish there was one of Lucifer ;w; but I will get the other 6 Sins eventually. Satan is the next 😎

I guess my top Sins right now:

Lucifer

Beelzebub

Mammon

Asmodeus

So far!

Nothing against Asmodeus, really! He is a truly cool guy, I love his sexappel, his personality and healthy relationship with Fizz 💙 But "villain" code characters are my shit so Mammon is above :"D

Damn let me ramble about every Deadly Sin kinda 👉🏻👈🏻

❤️ Lucifer, even being the leader and King of Hell, I actually love him because of his personality. So goofy, expressive, extravagant, also a caring and lovely father despite his depression and absence with his daughter. He is so... special and childish! I love childish people! 🐤 (Don't confuse with unmatured). People say he is autistic (?) Dunno, not for me, but I can see he is very hyperactive person :") He is a really amazing person, father and surely husband. My faith in Lucifer is blind and strong, guys 😔🙏🏻 I wish him the best. Ofc I love his designs as well, so handsome and sexy short king~ He is my only Hazbin husband who is not a villain, hello?

💛 Beelzebub is my queen 👑 🐝 as I said, my top fav character from Helluva. She is very outgoing, pure happiness and passion for her illusions and stuff like Lucifer. And pretty please, I couldn't understand people complaining about her design, I fell IN LOVE with her design!! Outstanding Bee-Fox demon! I like the mixing of canine with insect details. All the fan-redesigns didn't convince me at all, I wasn't very into full insect Bee demon, dunno, boring personally. For me, the current official Queen Bee is perfect for me :") I need to draw her one day yet eeeek- Also, it's a good plus her VA is Ke$ha, i also adore that singer X) I wish Bee appeared more in the series... I really miss her, she has pure good vibes...

💚 Mammon the motherfuckering Mamonazo (Spanish word joke). Yeah, luv that fat Christmas tree 🎄 He is charismatic and silly. He is also a true piece of shit and boss abuser ^^ yeah, very "villain" code for me, kinda similar to Valentino. Yeah, dunno, I love assholes like them :") And his Australian accent is fun and cool, sexappel to the accent 😭💚 like Spanish Valentino gjdjgjdskdn Accents are sexys, ok?? Can't wait to see him again in one of the future episodes :"D I want more of him so badly! Especially cause I enjoy the rivalry between him and Asmodeus 👀👉🏻👈🏻 When Sins battle? I love seeing Sins interacting with each other!

💙 Asmodeus the great fuzzy Ozzie aaains the Lust in person (literally). He must be the sexiest, in male and female form. I love the vibes of Asmodeus, I understand he wants to keep an image as King Sin of Lust but he is a marshmallow in private with his partner Fizz. Proud of him, he puts his lover over his public image at the end, but I'm sure there will be consequences for the poor man and I feel bad for him ;w; I also wish him the best. Such a loving partner, I would love an Ozzie in my life even if I am asexual 🥺😭 That daddy pls~ dat design~ fjdinfkeng ok enough horniness here. Although I must say he is a bit 🤏🏻 overprotective with Fizz in the episode where he is kidnapped together with Blitzø

And about the second question finally

Yeesssss!! I want all of them!! I'm hyped for their special episodes!!

I don't care if I don't know how the next Sins will be, I will simply take them and love them as they are uwu. In fact the silhouette of Satan (?) already looks rad and menacing 👀✨🔥🔥🔥 Can't to see him in full view~

And about Leviathan and Belphegor, no idea how they will look but I am curious about Belphegor, the other female Sin together with Bee :"D All males except 2 fndjfn. Also I wish with all my strengths they all interact together! I want them like a big Sin family scene :") with a lot of drama like in every big family lmao. I would love Charlie could interact with her uncles and aunts honestly ;w; for me it's tender, and Lucifer too... Sins are my world, I love them with passion as the big dysfunctional family they are :")

Actually, I have thought of drawing a big Art piece with the 7 Sins together before anyone else does it 👀 if I have them all drawn already and i only have to add the left ones to the canvas, I will be the first hehe~

Well sorry for my big ass ramble!! >~<💦 I love fangirling and talking about my hyperfixations and nobody usually ask me anything so I get hyped when someone comes to ask me stuff 👉🏻👈🏻

Thanks for the ask, Anon 💕

[spoiledleaff]

45 and 37.

Not to rarepair but perhaps sunshine/rain? UwU <3

harpie, please!! i love a good rarepair, hello?? ugh, eating this prompt up and swallowing it whole, haha!! :Dc This one got a little sweet on me!

explicit ✿ mtf she/her sunshine + intersex they/them rain ✿ wc ; 535. terms here include cock and dick for sunny and a little bit of everything for rain, haha!

"Is this okay, rainbow?"

Sunshine looks nervous - fucking radiant with how the moonlight accentuates her curves and the thin layer of sweat glistening over her dark skin - but nervous nonetheless. Her manicured claws look so dangerous with how they're prickling into the meat of Rain's thighs. Her fluffy tail is swirling anxious circles behind her, and Rain vaguely wishes they could bite the appendage. Huh. Cuteness aggression?

"Yes-" They barely manage to grit out, all of their braincells currently devoted to feeling how Sunshine's fat fucking knot is spearing through the tight ring of Rain's cunt. They're so wet - so fucking wet that with every twitch of Sunny's dick, it sounds like a fucking slip 'n slide down there - but even their legendary water ghoul slick isn't enough to make this effort go smoothly. They've been limply stroking their cock in an effort to take their mind off the burn, but Rain can feel their erection waning and it makes them want to just reach down and shove the rest of the multi ghoul's knot inside their hole.

(They tried. Once before actually. But Sunny was quick to smack their hands away and say, 'we do this my way or we don't do this at all', and Rain was helpless to do much else than just lay back and try to relax.)

"Are you sure?" Sunshine winces, and Rain almost feels bad for her. "You're so fucking tight, Rainy. Which, I mean, normally feels fucking amazing. But-"

"It burns." Rain blurts out, their fist tightening around the head of their swollen cock.

Sunshine coos something, clicks soothingly at the way Rain's cringing. Her claws turn docile as the palms of her hands press soft circles into the jut of Rain's hips. She leans down, the weight of her breasts and the gentle heat of her vessel reminding Rain of a weighted blanket. Their hands abandon their cock, instead opting to loop around Sunny's neck with a vice grip.

The multi ghoul shifts her hips a certain way, and Rain sobs quietly feeling her knot slip out of their cunt entirely.

"Please don't pull out all the way," Rain whispers in the space between the sun and the moon, "I don't want to feel empty."

But I'm scared to feel so full.

"Of course, rainbow." Sunshine purrs, butting her horns against Rain's with a silly grin. "We can try again a little later? Or, I can always just get you off like this, and we can always try again later, you know?"

"I don't know what I want to do." Rain admits quietly, his gills fluttering with shame.

"That's okay too, Rainy!" Sunshine giggles softly, teasingly kissing the very tip of Rain's nose.

"..." Rain's breath hitches at the seemingly simple gesture, and they can feel the way their cock jumps in renewed interest. "Do it again?"

"Do what again, baby?"

"Kiss me?"

"Oh!" Sunshine chitters, looking much to delighted over such a silly request. "Oh course, rainbow! I'll take any excuse I can get to kiss this handsome face!"

And Rain can feel the way their pussy drools around Sunshine's cock, a low moan slipping past their lips as Sunshine dives in for a proper kiss.

[jinanreona]

@muraenide sent:

Hello handsome, interested in being a part-time model? uwu

He and Jade both know he's too difficult to work with. Just ask Vil~