#help im insane. i need to go shower

[phagodyke]

watching the genderswap episode of red dwarf and let me tell u if I was on that parallel universe ship no one would be able to stop me

[euclydya]

idk i think we're insane!

[ceolocunt]

[diomedrian]

Soooooo unsatisfied w life ion even get it

[hannyhann]

more daryl dixon headcanons (NSFW)

I did not expect for my first nsfw to get that much attention, yall are so sweet, I'm gonna sob

Anyways! To give yall a treat, I'll spoil yall with more nsfw headcanons. Enjoy!

!MINORS DNI!

merle would try to come onto you in the early days at the camp in atlanta, always saying he's gonna get some with you to you're face. But you would tell him "Daryl would have more of a chance to fuck me before you ever do." And daryl would just sit there and smile as he overhears

daryl almost dying several times to get protection because yall ran out

daryl would definetly ask glenn for some condoms, of course glenn would obliged, but he would still look at him like "what the fuck?"

daryl knowing where IT is and finding it immediately <33

he wouldn't say anything, but he'd always love when you'd crush his head with you're thighs, it was a secret thing he's never shared with you

again body worship, daryl would be rough almost every time, but there's definitely cases where he takes it slow because he doesn't believe you're real and you love him

you'd 100% have bruises on your hips, thighs, and ass from daryl digging into them

the aftercare cuddles yall (I'm so delusional)

hershel giving daryl THE TALK

when the group gets to alexandria, deanna sees you planting flowers one day and reminds you to keep you're window closed LMAOOO

daryl would use the scissoring motion when fingering you , yall know what I mean.

shower sex. shower sex.

you both have fucked in the forest more than a dozen times

you'd be insecure about your weight or not being good, but in return daryl would pay extra attention to you're body when fucking you, or reassure you that it doesn't matter to him

hed love whenever you'd sit on his face

daryl would leave you unable to walk on more than one occasion

HIS MOANS GUYS- HELP ME

his moans would either be really low and breathy, or very high

you and daryl making out and him getting annoyed if he was interupted. you'd be in the middle of making out and there would be a situation and he'd go "for christ sake." as he's wiping his mouth and you'd just laugh.

daryl going insane at how wet you are

daryl pressing kisses to your pussy and inner thigh after eating you out

eugene watching yall make out one day after you thought you found a secure spot. daryl would be in the middle of giving you a hickey and stops, it'd be awkward for a second before daryls yells "man get the hell out!" And eugene just nods and runs (IM CRYING AT THIS HEADCANON)

daryl asking if you're okay <33

if yall had kids, you're kid would ask rick and michonne where yall were, especially after needing a night alone, rick would just say "not sure, but you might have a sibling soon." And michonne would slap his chest

[elliesdoll]

pt. 3 to my angsty loser!ellie thingy 𝜗𝜚

pt.1 pt.2

nsfw! ellie cries lol, it’s kinda sweet? giggly sex at first, boobie sucking, ellie is kind of a weirdo idk… she makes out with your pussy, oral(e!receiving), fingering (e!recieving), squirt alert!, ellie cums way too fast, tribbing, desperate ellie like damn shes genuinely tweakinf. this is lowkey so nasty idk wut came over me

this is kinda long im sorry… AND NOT PROOFREAD im too lazy for allat. forgive me for any typos i will not be fixing!😊

daily click don’t buy tlou palestine mp

she had no fucking clue what to do. maybe she could pull her pants up and push herself through the tiny ass window above your shower? leave and block your number, move towns, and change her name. maybe that would work.

she shamefully pulled her sweatpants up and wiped her wet fingers on the fabric, then hid her face in her hands. what the fuck was she gonna do now? she was so sick, so perverted. all ellie could do was imagine you in your room right now, feeling so betrayed by your closest friend for being so perverted in the safety of your own home.

ellie was secretly praying to die right in this moment. she’d die happily, if zeus decided to strike her down with a lightning bolt and disintegrate her, right on your tiled floor. why was she like this? she loved you so much, she couldn’t help shoving her hand in her pants at the sight of you. but in a sick way, it wasn’t from lust.

it was from love.

ellie told herself she had some sick masturbation problem, and she probably needed to be put on some medication for being fucking insane. she just couldn’t help it. your kindness made her heart swell so much that it made her horny, in the weirdest way.

ellie had gotten horny from other things before, sure. but that’s all it was. lust. you, you made her horny in the same way that you made her tummy get butterflies. she just wanted to love on you. she had so much love and affection to give, the only way to release it was through taking care of herself, shamefully.

which is what led her to be in the predicament she’s in right now. she swore she’d never masturbate again, after this.

after maybe 10 minutes of sitting in silence, she decided to leave the bathroom. no use in staying there forever.

the walk down the hall to your room felt so suspenseful and wya too fucking long. maybe it’s because her steps got slower the closer she got.

she had already composed what she was going to say to you. “I don’t know what you saw, but it’s not what it looks like.” and go from there. But the second she entered through the door and saw you sitting on your bed, looking up at her with the most intense look in your eyes, all that went out the window.

“i am so sorry.”

she mumbled, her throat having this large, suffocating lump in it from the urge to cry. before you could say anything back, she spoke again.

“i’m so fucking sorry, i don’t know what i was thinking. i— im so fucked up i know, you didn’t deserve that—“

she continues on, her hands gripping so tightly on the bottom of her hoodie, to the point her knuckles turn white. she doesn’t even realize the tears that spill down her face, not until the look on your face changes. your eyebrows raise, and you look almost like you’re pitying her.

“els… stop that. it’s okay. you’re fine.”

you say, standing up and getting right in front of her. you almost wanted to say sorry for intruding on her, but honestly— what the hell was she doing that for in the first place? you didn’t pry, only wanting to calm her down.

“i thought we could laugh it off. yknow.. like something we could look back on and smile about. no need to cry.”

you say softly to her, using that gentle voice you had whenever you wanted to be sincere. you even go as far as to wipe some of the wetness off her cheek with your thumb.

you were so good to her. she should be relieved to hear your response, but she’s not. it only makes her more frustrated.

“i can’t.”

she looks down at the floor, unable to look you in the eye.

“can’t? can’t what?”

you’re confused, why can’t she just move on from it? you really wanted to bury this memory and stay the way you were.

“i can’t move on.”

she blurts out, a few stray tears still rolling down her cheeks. you just stare at her for a moment, and then it clicks.

“oh.”

you knew exactly what she meant by that. the poor girl, she had her feelings for you all pent up inside of her for god knows how long. you felt terrible, for making her feel even worse about this whole thing. but at the same time, you felt unreasonably giddy.

the fact that ellie, your very bestest friend, had such a big crush on you that it brought her to tears? how flattering is that? you always had a little thing for her, but you brushed yours up as some silly friend crush.

but her tiny confession made your heart pound like nobody has done before.

you grab her hands and lead her to your bed, sitting her down in front of you. you were gonna set this right.

“ellie, why didn’t you tell me?”

she looks at you as if you were dumb. why in the hell would she ever admit her undying love for her best friend?

“because you’re… i don’t fucking know! you’re my best friend nd’ i didn’t wanna mess things up— n’ you have those stupid fuck buddies of yours and—“

oh, the fuck buddies. you now realize why ellie was so quick to leave your home that day she showed up unannounced. the poor baby probably had her feelings so hurt.

“you know, there’s a reason i never actually end up dating them, ellie. that’s all they were to me. they didn’t really make me… feel.”

you say, wiping the tears off her cheeks with one thumb. the way she looked at you made your heart melt.

“..huh? feel what?”

she raises an eyebrow, completely missing what you’re saying. you laugh, covering your eyes for a moment. you forgot you’re talking to ellie. you kinda have to spell it out for her.

“dude. i’m saying that you make me feel.”

she stares at you blankly. she really is doesn’t wanna assume, too afraid of embarrassing herself. you sigh.

“fuck, ellie. i like you too.”

you’ve never seen the girls eyes get so wide. is this even fucking real? ellie couldn’t believe her reddened ears. she doesn’t even have the capacity to feel embarrassed anymore. all she feels is absolute, genuine shock.

“are… are you sure?”

she asks quietly, sniffling a bit. the girl’s nose was still running from her humiliating breakdown in front of you. you almost get pissed at her stupid question.

“yes? the hell?”

you narrow your eyes at her, giving her shoulder as slight shove. she grunts and shoves you back, playfully.

“i was just making sure! i can’t tell if you’re fucking with me.”

“why would i be fucking with you? i’m not evil, ellie.”

she just shrugs, and lets out a slight giggle. she smiles a bit, wiping her damp, sticky face. god, how you loved her smile. it was the sweetest thing ever. both of you giggled for a minute, laughing at the absurdity of this whole thing.

after a few seconds of comforting laughter and smiles between the two of you, you realize ellie isn’t gonna make a move. of course she isn’t, even after that confession. ellie would never make the first move, no way in hell. so, you lean in and give her a quick peck on the lips, less than a second long. it caught her completely off guard.

her eyes widened so much, and her eyebrows raised so far up. you literally saw her cheeks redden, like you two were in a movie. she couldn’t stop herself from beaming at you. a large, toothy grin right that made her cheeks hurt. she didn’t even say anything, just grabbing the sides of your face and bringing you in for a kiss again.

she kisses so hard. her lips push against yours, you could feel her smiling against your mouth. she pulls apart for a second, just looking at you. then, she moves right back in.

the kiss is softer this time, more passionate. in ellie’s mind, she was gonna do this right. she’s gone over in her head thousands of times what she would do if she got to kiss you, to make love with you. she couldn’t mess this up.

you two make out for a bit, the smacking noises from the kissing makes your head feel fuzzy. you’re still pretty wet, from the kissing and the sight you saw earlier. after you pull away from her lips for some air, you give her this look. you want more.

“is.. is this okay?”

ellie asks, slowly kissing your neck and stopping just to look at your reaction. you smile and nod, finding her mannerisms to be too fucking cute. she was so eager.

ellie was in heaven. your skin tasted so good, and you smelled like you. her favorite scent. she peppered kisses over every square inch of your neck and shoulders, her hands resting on your hips. she didn’t dare move your top though, too scared to initiate it.

you slowly moved her shaky, clammy hands to the bottom of your little top, letting her grab it and guiding her hands upwards. you whispered to her in a reassuring tone.

“els, it’s okay.”

she just looks at you, pupils blown and nods. she slowly pulled your top off and over your head, letting your tits spill out right in front of her. of course she noticed you weren’t wearing a bra the second she came over, but it still took her breath away.

“holy fuck.”

she muttered, staring right at your tits. they’re better than she imagined. and she imagined them to be the most perfect tits ever. she couldn’t help herself, poor baby. she just had to lean in and take one of your nipples into her mouth. her left hand flew to your other breast, kneading the soft flesh.

the quick action made you gasp lightly, letting out a tiny whine at the feeling of her teeth nipping at your skin. she was tasting you. you felt her warm face press against your skin, as if she was trying to suffocate herself. you got a bit worried, so you tapped her cheek.

“e-els, you gotta breathe—“

you were cut off by her lips popping off your breast, a string of saliva connecting your nipple to her lips. she murmured a quiet “fuck me,” and immediately went to your other nipple, repeating the same motion.

your eyes almost roll to the back of your head. how the fuck was she so good with her tongue? the way she eagerly licked over your nipples until they hardened in her mouth, nipping at them softly. literally eating your fucking tits right in front of you.

“you’re so fucking beautiful. so so beautiful.”

ellie mumbles to you, forcing herself to get off your boobs. she could spend the rest of her life right there, but there was more to tend to. her hands went to the hem of your shorts, looking at you for permission.

as much as you wanted to say yes and let her do whatever the hell she wanted, you wanted to see her even more. you tug lightly on her hoodie, giving her a gentle smile.

“take this off first?”

say less. say fucking less, is all ellie thought. she stuttered out a quiet “okay, okay,” and nodded, messily pulling her hoodie off of her. you giggled as it got stuck on her head, and it made her giggle along with you. neither of you could stop laughing at any little thing the other one did.

you sighed at the sight of her in her sports bra and sweats, but you wanted that shit off too. ellie wasted no time either, immediately pulling off her sports bra. you didn’t even get to admire her beautiful tits before you saw her pulling her sweats off and kicking them to the side, leaving her in her spongebob boxers. they had spongebob printed all over them.

“interesting fashion choice,”

you said through a laugh, and ellie just smiled awkwardly. she would’ve chosen a different pair if she knew she was gonna do this. fuck her stupid past self for buying that pack of spongebob-themed boxers at spencer’s a few months ago.

“god, don’t look.”

she muttered, moving closer and kissing you again. you kissed back softly, still giggling a bit. nobody made you laugh as effortlessly as she did. her thumbs hooked around the soft fabric of your shorts and panties, pulling them down in one go.

all the words ellie wanted to say died in her mouth. she laid down between your thighs and was face to face with your pussy. your pussy. she thought she was going to faint, she swore she felt her vision going.

gorgeous, that’s the only word to describe you. you were absolutely soaked, your slick making your puffy pussy lips shine and look tantalizingly supple. your swollen clit, and those gorgeous folds. somebody pinch her.

the scent of your arousal filled her nostrils, and she moaned. a deep, guttural moan from the pit of her stomach, just by smelling you. your cheeks were so warm, as you lifted your head to peek down at her. you were gonna say something, but your throat closed on you the second her lips touched your cunt.

this, this was new. ellie had her nose and mouth shoved deep into your cunt, your wetness and warmth englufing her. you expected to feel her tongue push out her lips and onto you, but no. the first thing you felt was her inhaling. her nose sniffed your pussy so deeply, you fucking heard it. you looked down, confused, seeing a half-lidded ellie groan as she inhaled your scent. you didn’t say anything, literally just watching. nobody’s ever gotten off to your scent before, like ever. but shit, it turned you on way too much.

she mumbled something incomprehensible against your pussy, then slowly, languidly, started lapping at your cunt. her tongue pushing through your dripping folds and collecting every single drop of slick you had, and fucking swallowing it. swallowing after every couple of licks. you moaned, because what the actual fuck.

how did she make this so fucking hot?

it felt so good, but it wasn’t enough to make you cum. it was too slow. your hips greedily moved and pushed against her lips, but she didn’t increase her pace one bit. she was clearly doing this for her own pleasure. too pussydrunk to care. her eyelids were so low, but you saw her staring at you the entire time she ate you out. like clockwork, her tongue dipping into your hole, drinking you up like you were liquid gold.

after hearing enough of your desperate whines for more, she slowly moved herself up, the lower half of her face was completely drenched. she kissed the soft mound of your cunt, then up your tummy, through the valley of your breasts, and finally slowly kissed your lips again. tasting yourself on her tongue made you feel brain dead.

“eat my pussy, please…”

she murmured against your lips, giving you the tiniest peck on your mouth after she spoke. since when did she get so bold? it made you embarrassingly wet.

who were you to say no to her?

you simply nodded, and gently pushed her to the side so she could lay down on her back. you immediately got between her legs, as she planted her feet on the mattress. shit, she was so eager.

she lifted her butt and chuckled quietly as you pulled off her silly boxers. once they’re off, you’re met with the most beautiful sight. her auburn bush, decorating her cunt so delicately. it made your mouth pool with saliva. her pretty, red and needy clit poking out, just begging to be touched. she was so wet. you don’t think you’ve ever seen a cunt dripping this much before. she was already clenching in and out softly, drops of arousal leaking out of her and forming a tiny droplet on your bedsheets. you could’ve came from the sight.

“how long have you been wanting this?”

you ask her quietly, pressing a gentle kiss to her clit. her hips bucked into your face, and you smiled.

“ssss—so fucking long. needed you from the start… fucked myself to you s’much…”

she just kept spilling her guts to you, just trying to get you to put your fucking mouth on her cunt. your fidgety, nervous ellie that you knew turned into a completely shameless slut for you.

“yeah? you could’ve told be earlier, els.”

you tease her lightly, and she just whines desperately. you decide not to deprive her any longer, and lick a long stripe up her soaked pussy. she groans, hands flying to your hair and gripping it. your tongue licked over her clit, making her hips jolt upwards and further into your face. you had her a mess, babbling anything through grunts.

“mmh, so good…”

“jjjust like that, fuck me…”

“i-i love you. love you s’fuckin much,”

you kept sucking on her clit, letting her hips grind against your lips to her hearts desire. your left hand went to hold hers, your fingers being gripped so tightly that you felt your knuckles pop.

your right hand went straight to her pussy, unlatching your mouth from her clit so you can gather some wetness on your fingers. she groaned, and you slowly pushed in your middle and ring finger once they were slick enough. your lips went right back to her clit, sucking and licking on it again.

you got a good two pumps into her cunt before you felt them being squeezed tightly, and her voice suddenly turning high pitched and whiny.

“oh fuck!!— m’cuh.. cumminggg…”

she said quite loudly, and before you could even register what she was saying, you felt a large spurt of liquid splash onto your face. you slowly kept pumping your fingers, taking your mouth away as she literally drenched your entire face with her very theatrical squirt.

she squirted on you after only a minute.

you blinked, slowly pulling your fingers out of her and letting her catch her breath. once she regained most of her sanity from that, the humiliation set in.

she wasn’t supposed to cum that fast.

“oh shit, i’m sorry. i didn’t think… fuck.”

she said a breathlessly, looking down at your drenched face. she was so embarrassed, cumming pathetically fast. she wasn’t even properly fingered and she already made a mess all over you and your poor bed. but honestly, you didn’t care.

“ellie. that was probably the hottest thing you could’ve done.”

you smile at her, sitting up and wiping your face a bit, licking the residue off your hand. you give her a soft kiss on the lips, getting ready to settle next to her. but ellie has a different plan in mind.

“wait, i wanna make you cum.”

she’s shy with her words, as if she wasn’t slutting herself out for you less than a minute ago. she sits up, not letting you turn down her offer. she wants to make you feel good so bad. so, you let her do her thing.

but when she situates herself between your legs once more, lifting your right leg over her shoulder and kissing your calf lightly, you speak up.”

“oh, els. you’re not too overstimulated for that?”

you protest lightly, not wanting her to push herself. she shakes her head, not wanting to back down from this. this is what she’s wanted for so long. to make love to you, in the most intimate way possible.

“let me do this for you, please.”

her voice is soft and desperate, practically begging you. how could you turn down that offer. you smile warmly at her, and she takes it as your green light. she whispers a tiny “i love you” before lowering her sopping cunt and slotting it right against yours.

euphoric. mind fucking blowing. both you and ellie gasped at the sensation. your sticky, warm pussies pushed up against each other felt so good. you let out a slightly strained moan, and ellie slowly started to move her hips in a rhythm against yours. poor baby couldn’t even focus on her overstimulated clit— she was desperate to make you cum. and it felt way too good.

“oh, right there.. so good ellie.”

you let out a string of praises to her, and she just kept moving. the sloshing noises of your cunts mashed together was mind numbing. ellie definitely wanted to cry.

the way you two made love was so intimate. she felt so connected to you, no words could describe it. she started at your face with a fucked out expression, continuing the movement of her hips.

“gon…gonna cum, els…”

you warn her, and she keeps going. her hand grips onto your leg so tightly, fucking her cunt onto yours so deliciously.

“i know baby, i know. m’close too. gonna cum with you, okay?”

she rambles, voice unstable and shaky as you both reach your breaking point. you nod and keep whining broken parts of her name, your nails digging into her forearm.

with one last thrust, you two cum basically at the same time, your cunts leaking onto each other. she keeps moving her hips slowly until the overstimulation sets in, which forces her to pull away from you, her weak body plopping right down next to yours.

both of you lay in silence for a few moments, just enjoying your post-orgasm bliss. ellie’s hand snakes back over to yours, and your fingers immediately intertwine the second they touch. she looked at you with all the love in the world. and of course, you did the same right back at her.

she was still your best friend though, so you had to push her around just a bit.

“so, you wanna tell me why you own spongebob boxers?”

ellie smiles and shoves you lightly. yeah, she was so in love with you.

Ok baiii i hope u guys liked it! :3 i can’t tell if im satisfied with it but i tried… sending love xoxo

taglist: @lil-elliesgf @a-little-bit-of-everybody 🩷

[honeycloudz]

Silver Glint

Content Warnings: MDNI!! Dom!Character x Fem!Sub!Reader, LOTS of praise and degradation, Dacryphilia if you squint at baji's part, pre-established somnophilia for rindou, overstimulation, shower sex, and humilation, porn with no plot basically, this is so self insert its insane (see a/n at the end for context), not proof read, wrote it with my clit lowkey, SPREADING MY MONSTER HORSE COCK BAJI AGENDA!

Baji

Good luck keeping this menace AWAY from your titties

Always has to grab them claims they are good for stress relief

Call him old fashioned but this man's favorite position is missionary, whether it be watching your boobs bounce due to the force of his thrusts, to him rubbing your already sensitive nipples with his calloused hands and rough fingertips, or leaning down to nibble, suck, and lick at you 

You’re always a whiney, sniffly, teary eyed mess when he reaches inside you fully, making you turn into putty in his big hands that are creeping their way to toy with your piercing. Your moans are bouncing and echoing off the walls as he speeds up, going deeper and filling you to the hilt each time. You can't think or breathe- or do anything other than take what he is giving you. “Hnghh- Hah K-Keisuke, s-so big, so mmph- deep” your moans turn into whimpers as he abuses the spongy spot inside you. He couldn't help but leave trails of feather light kisses against your neck, in stark contrast to when he gets to your chest and leaves long lasting bite marks and hickies. “Yeah? C'mon be a good girl and fuck- s-squeezin me so tight baby” he cuts himself off when you clench around him because of the praise, “cum on whats yours pretty girl, yeah fuck there you go” he grunts out more praise while you reach your peak, watching closely  as your eyes cross. “Im gonna fuck you dumber on this dick- shit I love these tits” he groans as he leans down to swirl his tongue against your nipple. Ran

 LOOOOOVESS marking your chest up (and basically the rest of your body but especially your tits) 

 Everyone has to know that you belong to him and only him

 His favorite way to tease and rile you up is to start palming you through your shirt, kneading and lightly pinching at your nipples to hear you whine and get all worked up

You’re making Ran and yourself morning tea when you feel his warm hands snake their way around your waist as he leans his head down to lightly kiss your forehead. “G’mornin baby” he grumbles out in his deep morning voice, making you rub your thighs together. You almost feel bad for getting horny this fast because Ran notices every time. “Mmm? Somethin on your mind baby?” you can feel his breath fan across your neck, giving you goosebumps as he teases you. He wastes no time kneading his rough hands at your tits that were currently covered by his dress shirt. “Love it when you get all needy like this in the morning, ‘specially when you wear my shit- fuck” you can feel his length pressing against your lower back as he slightly grinds his hips against you. You close your eyes and whimper against the feeling of his hands when suddenly the stimulation is gone. You were about to argue when you felt him lifting you above his broad shoulder with ease, walking back into your shared bedroom. “I'm gonna take all the time that I need with you baby, s’ just us today, you're mine sweetheart” he rambled playfully with his rough voice, lightly tossing you on the bed. 

Rindou

 Doesn't matter if you're big or small, this man is a ‘tits’ guy through and mfing through! 

 Sleeps on your chest which he claims is heaven on earth, ends up having a wet dream about you and he wakes up to find you peacefully snoring away

 Rindou decides if his sleep shall be disrupted with the filthy images he conjured up in his mind about you, then it has to be the same for you

Rindou awakes with his heart beating rapidly in his chest, as his hair sticks to his forehead, only to remove the covers off himself to see a big wet sticky patch in the middle of his boxers. Shit, he thinks as he looks over at your peacefully sleeping form, his only next thought being fuck it, as he lightly lifts the cover off you as well, careful not to wake you. Knowing you weren't wearing a bra because he was sleeping soundly on your chest before he was rudely awakened by vulgar pornographic thoughts of you. The reminder of his dream shot blood straight into his dick. Equally as carefully he lifts your shirt and palms his growing hard on. Holy shit. No panties either. You truly were something else, he thinks, tracing feather light shapes onto your thighs, wanting to pull a reaction out of you in your unconscious state. Like an angel he thought, you hummed against his teasing. He traces his pointer finger on the inside of your thighs and you tremble against him. He decides on pinching slightly at your nipple and tapping lightly on your clit, and in your slumber, he still manages to pull little sounds outta you. God- Rindou thinks you're the cutest lil’ thing when you lean into his touches and whimper, you were his angel he thought, only his. 

Sanzu

 Be warned, once he finds out/ his first time seeing your piercings, this man goes absolutely feral for you

 He’s standing, and has you pinned against the wall with your arms wrapped tightly around his neck as his strong arms hold your legs up while he's absolutely drilling in you, and you just have to take it all, grabbing at the back of his neck and tangling your fingers in his the strands of pink hair

 He is absolutely zoned in on your boobs that are moving due to his thrusts while your own body betrays you and trembles in his hold,  from just how many times he made you cum

Its agonizing almost, how your legs are bent at a awkward angle to fit your boyfriend between your legs so he can fuck you, against your wall, over and over and over again, giving you no break time in between cumming all over his abdomen. You've lost track of how many orgasms he's pulled out of you- and at this point, you’re sure you've caused a small puddle of cum mixed with his own, to drip underneath you. “Fuuuuck '' he draws out “I can’t- hah- s-stop, you feel so good”, he growls in front of you, lulling his head back for a moment before speeding up making you squeal in pleasure. “C-Cant hah- fuck H-Haru please” your cries making the man exasperated. He was so lucky to have you all pretty like this, all fucked dumb for him, by him. “But pretty girl, look at how much this pussy loves me. Just shit- ngh- say you needed me like this- needed my fu-hah cock like this” he groans, “I think you have a few more in you princess”.  

Draken 

 When he find out about his angel sent from heaven girlfriend has nipple piercings he is absolutely SHOCKED to say the least, unconvinced by you when you told him

 You? Who wouldn't even hurt a fly? With a piercing, let alone nipple piercings?!

 Doesn't believe you, so you take it in your hands (literally) to prove it to him, as you lift your shirt, and flash him in all your glory

He ends his shift early and fucks you right then and there in the garage 

No one could have prepared Draken for today's events. He hadn't even been clocked in for too long to process the roller coaster of emotions you just put him through- confusion, denial and then shock, which is why you are in your current predicament, cheek pressed against the door to the small storage room in Draken and Inui’s motorshop. “Hah- fuck hun’ never realized my sweet girlfriend was a whore” he laughs at you. “Ngh- Mmph- n-not a whore” you whined before he grabbed a fist full of your hair, forcing your back to knock against his chest as he slowed his thrusts to flip you around. “Yeah baby? Lemme look at you” too embarrassed to gaze back at him, you covered your face with both hands and he quickly grabs them to pin them above you, resuming his deep strokes. “Dont get shy on me now hun, let Inui hear how much of a hngh- whore you are, imagine what he’d think of sweet little ditzy you if he saw these.” He lets one hand trail to your tits so he can rub your nipples against his rough fingertips. 

Mikey

 No one can convince me that he isn't a ‘boob’ kinda guy like Rindou

 This man has absolutely no shame, doesn't care if he is in a meeting, he needs to be motorboated, Riding his bike? He doesn't care if he crashes, it'll be fine as long as he's got his head in the center of your tits, you're busy taking a shower? Don't worry! Mikey doesn't care he will hop in and do as he always does, put his head between your piercings that he can't get enough of

You've got your arms wrapped around his neck while he leaves hickies and bite marks on your chest, one hand toying and pinching your clit the other massaging your boob. “J-Jiro I need more” you whine as he sweeps his tongue against yours before pulling away. “Mmm, I hear ya sweet thing, you just gotta beg” he whispers lowly in your ear as the warm water hits you both. “Ngh- Manjiro c’mon” you whine and plead with him to give you what you want, this only makes him slow down to your dismay. “Beg”. You both knew he wasn't asking, he was demanding. Feeling the need to cum, you obey him. “M-Manjiro, please- please just fuck me Ah- please?” you beg, hoping he will listen to you, and to your relief he obliged, lining up his cock to your awaiting walls. Mitsuya 

 He’s a gentleman, or at least he tries to be

 But everytime he sees you bouncing on top of him, chasing your high, he cant help but get a little mean :((

 nibbles and tugs on them while he’s degrading you

You hardly see this side of him- the side of him that thrives off of humiliating you.  “Lookin’ like a bitch in heat- fuck- look at you baby, look at you ridin my cock like a whore” he laughs cruelly at your tear striken wobbly lipped face. “Aww c’mon baby, we both know you love this more than anything” he coos at you grabbing your hips and fucking himself much, much, deeper into you.

A/n: Im pullin an all nighter to finish some hw and shit and ended up writing fanfiction but anyways, as yall can probably tell, nipple piercings had to with this fic, thats cuz im getting mine in 6 days 😭, im so fucking nervous but excited, i needed to write this to hype myself up lowkey! wish me luck and feel free to leave constructive critism in the comments <3 thank you for reading :)

[mattsnight]

Hot shower - Matt sturniolo

Warnings; shower sex, use of y/n, flirting, eating out, dick sucking… tell me if i forgot anything :-)

Summary: in which y/n wants to take a shower but her hot best friend walks in.

(English is not my first language so sorry if i write something wrong💖)

NOT PROOFREAD😔

Life as a nurse can be difficult. Today i tried helping a patient with dementia. I’ve been taking care of her for around 5 months and i thought we were getting along well. I was wrong. When i walked into her room she gave me a mad look and i asked her what happened. She didn’t really give me an answer, but she did yell at me for ‘stealing her puppy’, which i didn’t. I told her she’s been in the hospital for some time and that she never even adopted a puppy. She didn’t believe me and started throwing her food at me.

My colleague Anna took over my shift and send me home.

Right now im sitting in my car, covered in whatever disgusting vegetables we serve. The only thing i can think about is a hot shower.

After a while i arrive at my house, which i share with my triplet friends Nick, Matt and Chris. I’ve known them since Highschool and we immediately became best friends. Ever since we met i’ve had a slight crush on Matt. Obviously i didn’t tell anyone since i knew they would spill it right away.

I walk into the house to be met with Chris. He looks at me confused. ‘Bad day?’ He asks. All i can do is nod before walking off to the bathroom i share with Matt. I strip out of my clothes, get my hair out of the ponytail i wore and wipe off my makeup.

The shower is hot. I wash off all the disgusting food that was thrown at me by the lady. For a moment i feel no worries… just calmness.

Matts pov;

I was busy streaming all day in my room and i need a shower so fucking bad. First i decided to clean up the extreme amount of Pepsi cans on my table.

After some time i walk into the bathroom, just to notice my best friend y/n is in there behind the curtains. She doesn’t notice me coming in. ‘Oh fuck-‘ i say.

‘Matt?’ She opens the curtain a bit. I force myself to look away, respecting her. But i can hear a chuckle escape from her mouth.

“Sorry, didn’t know you were in here…” i say as i start to walk away.

“Wait-“

I turn around to see her now fully naked in-front of me. My eyes trail over her body as she just stands there, biting her lip.

Y/n’s pov;

Before i know it Matt’s lips crash against mine. It’s passionate and enough to make me absolutely go insane. He takes off his clothes before pushing me back into the shower, making sure i don’t fall with. My back is against the cold tiles as his lips trail from my mouth down my neck.

Pathetic whimpers leave my mouth. I can’t hold back. His large hands land on my hips as he lowers the kisses.

“Please matt…”

“Please what? Can’t understand you, princess.”

“You know what i mean!”

“You’re right, but i want to hear the words come out of your mouth.”

My body reacts to that sentence immediately, feeling very needy for every bit of pleasure he can give me. I don’t want to beg for it, but i know he won’t so anything until i do.

“Please… fuck me matt…” i say, slightly embarrassed. He smirks as he buries his face between my legs. His strong arms hold me tight against the wall. The knot in my stomach is already about to explode and i just can’t hold back. My hand goes into his hair, gripping it and pulling him closer. His tongue moves against my clit, getting me closer and closer to the edge.

“Matthew… please. Please let me cum…” i whimper as he enters me with his middle finger. At first his movements are slow but he picks up the pace in no-time. Another finger is added, which sends me over the edge.

“Fu-uck…” i hiccup as i come all over his face. My eyes roll into the back of my head, letting myself enjoy the full pleasure. He smirks as he removes his fingers slowly, prolonging the orgasm. My legs tremble.

There’s a moment of silence before matt makes me sit on my knees in-front of him.

“Can you do this for me?” He asks.

“Do what exactly?” I say, teasing him back like he did to me. After all.. i can’t just be boring and suck him off immediately.

“Suck my cock, sweetheart. Let me receive the same pleasure i gave you.” He says as he pulls my face closer to his cock.

I let out a sigh before licking his slit. Moans escape his lips. It’s very rare to see him this vulnerable. Most of the time he’s the toughest guy in the room.

His hips move against my face, making his dick enter my mouth. He is fucking huge.

I gag on his cock as he thrusts into my mouth. His fingers are in my hair, slowly running through it as a sign of comfort.

“Doing so good for me… im close.” he moans.

“Cwowwmm wworr mewww.” You hum against his tip sending him over the edge. His hips stop moving as he lets go. Orgasms after orgasms fades over him. He pulls away from me, panting.

“Such a good girl for me..” he says before turning back to me.

“You want to come all over my cock?” He asks, i nod.

His dick lines up at my entrance before he slowly enters me, stretching me out. Loud moans escape both our lips as he thrusts faster. My body shakes against his.

‘Oh god baby.’ He moans.

‘Im already close!’ I yell.

He slams into me over and over again until we both fall apart against each other. It’s almost fascinating seeing how fast people can come.

After we both recover from our high we get out of the shower.

“That was so good.. thank you.” I say, smiling at him. He smiles back at me as he plants a soft kiss on my head.

We both dry ourselves and change into some comfy clothes before walking into the living room where his brothers, also my friends, are sitting. They look at us with disgust.

“Oh matt please! Please let me comee!” Chris mocks from what i moaned earlier. Embarrassment fills my face as nick and chris both die from laughter.

“Such a good girl for meeee.” Nick now mocks matt.

“Uggghhhh im so cl-“ chris says before getting cut off my Matt.

“Oh shut up guys. You’re just jealous i can get amazingly pleased and you can’t.”

I chuckle as nick and chris roll their eyes, going back to their phones. We ended up ordering some takeout before doing the same thing all over in matt’s bedroom.

[yunhoszn]

motive

PAIRING choi san x f!reader

WORD COUNT 3.37k

GENRES kinda fluff ig﹒smut

WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, mature language, friends to lovers, reader is lowkey down horrendous, but san is too i guess, um tbh this is just porn with minimal plot… 😭, reader gets jealous, Tension, i can’t think of anything else for the tame aspect so, making out, exhibitionism, soft dom!san, marking-ish, scratching, vaginal fingering, multiple orgasms, they’re like kinda clumsy in the way that everything is a fucking joke to them, actually a lot of kissing, san’s a sweet talker, public sex, shower sex, unprotected sex (pls be safe), creampie, cutesy ending

SUMMARY it’s annoying that your gym partner constantly gets flirted with right in front of you, especially when you have a crush on said gym partner. good thing your gym partner has a crush on you, too.

MORE HELLO oh my god okay, this is my first written fic on this blog and im actually so nervous posting it… but fuck it! we ball! this wasn’t originally the first fic i was gonna post but,,, the other one is still marinating in the drafts so you get mr. choi san instead <3 ALSO THANK U SM FOR 100 FOLLOWERS HELLO. my blog is 2 weeks old that’s insanity 🤕 big thank u to the loml @kimsohn for betaing for me ilysm maya <<3 pls reblog if u enjoyed and pls moot me :( i need more atiny friends 💔

“Wow, San, you’re so strong,”

You scoff to yourself as you watch the trio of girls surround him, dainty fingers touching anywhere they can. He laughs sheepishly, shifting his seat on the weight bench. You think it’s funny, really, the fact that he was eating up their attention and acting like he was so shy about it. He was supposed to be your gym partner. 

With a small grunt, you take the dumbbells in front of you and focus on your form in the mirror. You make attempt after attempt to ignore the commotion behind you, but ultimately fail. How could you not stare with all the obnoxious giggling? Even as you lunge, eyes zeroed in on the perfect 90° angle your legs make, you can still make out the group’s reflection in the mirror. 

Every drag of a manicured nail along his bicep, each twirl of hair, it was pissing you off. You had no real right to be mad, though. It’s not like San was your boyfriend or anything. You were just friends, and he’d volunteered to help you out when you mentioned struggling at the gym. What started as him spotting you when needed and giving tips to help improve your workouts, turned into waiting around for him to stop flirting with the girls who flocked over to him. 

Maybe you were being a bit dramatic. It’s not like this happened every time you came to the gym, but it was enough to be irritating. There was also a very high probability that it ticked you off so much because you had a crush on San yourself. Your infatuation was less superficial, however. Yes, he was an attractive man, that was one fact that couldn’t be refuted, but there was more to him than his big muscles and handsome face.

You’d known San since you met in your first year Anthropology course. This was way before he started hitting the gym and building his physique. He used to be this thin, pretty boy. Girls thought he was cute, but that was about it. No one was jumping at the chance to ask him out, or giggling at his every word. No one except for you.

He was not only cute, but he was sweet and funny and just about every good quality you could think of. You didn’t want to be one of those people who thought you were special because you knew him before his insane bodily transformation, though in a way you were. San was your good friend above anything else, and you had a fear instilled in you that that’s all he would ever be. The idea made your stomach churn.

”Do you think you could bench me?”

A sigh pushes past your lips when you see one of the girls get a little closer to him. You’re over working out at this point, ready to just call it a day and go home. What were you doing here if your partner was going to ignore you the entire time? You set the dumbbells back on their respective rack, grabbing your phone and water bottle while simultaneously turning up the volume on your headphones to drown out everything around you. 

You don’t bother telling San that you’re leaving, making your way into the changing rooms to grab the rest of your things from your locker. The frown etched onto your face as you do so serves as a reminder that he would never see you in that way. Perhaps you were perpetually stuck as the girl space friend. With a giant emphasis on the space. 

There’s a gentle grasp around your wrist, making you jump in surprise. You turn around with wide eyes, pushing your headphones off your ears. San stares back at you with an unreadable expression, lips slightly pursed.

”God, San, you almost gave me a heart attack,” you hold a hand to your chest, heaving up and down a little.

”I tried calling your name, but you didn’t hear me,” he shrugs, releasing your arm and shoving his hands into the pockets of his athletic shorts. “Why didn’t you tell me you were ready to leave?”

”You looked busy.” Really, you wanted to hide the jealousy and bitterness from your tone, but ultimately failed, even throwing in an unintentional scrunch of your nose. It feels like your heart dropped to your stomach, resembling a prey caught by its predator when you realize the connotation behind your words.

San smiles at you, a smug grin that’s so out of character for him, you’re a little nervous now. He takes a step forward and you back up until you reach the lockers, one of his hands coming up to rest on the surface near your head. A small chuckle breaches the sound barrier, his eyes drinking in your figure like he might never get the opportunity to do it again. “Y/N… are you jealous?”

Instinctively, you shake your head. What he doesn’t know can’t kill him. But then he’s raising an eyebrow in question and you feel like a puppy with its tail between its legs. You blink up at him, nails digging into your palms to keep your composure. “Should I be?”

His tongue darts out to wet his lips, that same cocky smirk on his features. He knows what he’s doing, you think to yourself. He has you cornered and he’s using it to his advantage. The hand that isn’t holding his weight comes up to your face, fingers gliding along your jaw with a feather light touch. “No, I don’t think so. The only girl who’s attention I really care about is right where I want her.”

Your breathing stutters, halting in your throat and momentarily winding you. Choi San might very well be the death of you. Especially with that darkened look in his eyes, the chocolate brown color now resembling the night sky. His thumb swipes across your lower lip, letting it resume its original place. “What do— what do you mean by that?”

He was giving you a bone, a hint that he could potentially feel the same as you, but you wanted to hear him say it. You wanted the words to leave his mouth and verbally confirm that for you. Want wasn’t even good enough. You needed it. 

“There’s no way you don’t know,” San says, voice hushed. “No way that you don’t know how badly I’ve wanted you since first year.”

Something similar to a choked groan departs from you, your pulse racing in your ears, thumping beneath your chest. You’re too stunned to move, frozen in your spot in case this is all some fucked up dream. It doesn’t even occur to you that someone could walk in, doesn’t even cross your mind that you’re in too public of a setting for this conversation or where it could go. 

“I don’t— I didn’t…” Your eyes attempt to stay on his, but keep flickering down to his mouth. 

“It was so hard for me to play nice guy for so long,” he whispers, a pout adorning his expression. “And today? I couldn’t even stare at you shamelessly because of those damn girls. It’s so fucking annoying when they bother me while I’m trying to flirt with you. But since I’m Nice Guy San, I can’t be rude.”

“You flirt with me?” You snort, your shell shock wearing off and a goofy smile worming its way onto your face. He laughs along with you, tilting away to hide the warmth blooming on his cheeks. The tension is still present, but it’s a lot more bearable.

”I guess I’m not very good at it if you couldn’t even tell,” he glances down at his feet, the confident San from before long gone and now replaced by a bashful version. “Am I going crazy, or is this gonna go somewhere? I don’t want to misread anything and ruin what we already have. The ball is entirely in your court.”

It’s your turn to be shy, shrinking in on yourself slightly. Acknowledging that you had feelings for San was a separate can of worms. There was a big difference between him confessing to you and vice versa. You know if given the stage, you’d just start blabbering on and on about how you feel for him, and that would just be embarrassing for both of you. So instead you say, “Can I show you?”

When he nods, your fingers raise to his jaw, cupping it gently as you lean up. Your lips brush his softly, barely grazing them. His eyes flutter shut, a shiver running down his spine simply from your kiss. A pleasant buzz courses through your veins from your lips to the tips of your fingers. You’ve wanted this forever, you don’t think you could ever go back.

You pull back and San fists the fabric of your t-shirt on your waist, eyes still closed as he chases your mouth. “Fuck, Y/N, can I kiss you again?”

“Please,” you whine, enveloping your lips with his as soon as you get the green light. This time is desperate, noses bumping each other. You’re going lightheaded and dizzy, already intoxicated by him. Your back presses into the lockers behind you, arching into his chest for more. 

He deepens the kiss and it’s almost too much. You’re overwhelmed by the emotions taking control of you, not at all prepared for what would come with actually being with San. It had always been a distant fantasy, something that felt so completely out of reach that you didn’t dare let yourself indulge in the notion for too long. The way his lips lock with yours, fluidly and synchronously like missing pieces of a puzzle, you think you can die happily. 

“As hot as it would be to fuck you right here, I’d rather not get kicked out of this gym,” he chuckles breathlessly. “And since we’re both sweaty from working out, I think we could use a shower. Don’t you?”

You leave a kiss on the corner of his mouth, nodding frantically at his suggestion. Though you imagined your first time with San being in a bed, slow and sensual, you’d be so stupid to complain about this. Fucking in one of the gym showers, where anyone could hear you? Go big or go home. 

He scopes the area to ensure the coast is clear before hauling you into one of the stalls, dragging the curtain shut. You kiss roughly between removing articles of clothing, San turning on the water while his lips make quick work of your neck. Goosebumps form on your skin when the cool water hits it, your fingers combing through his wet hair as he sucks harsh marks into your collarbone and sternum. 

“You’re so gorgeous, babe,” he mutters into your skin, nipping lightly at the tops of your tits. One of his hands travels south, sliding through your folds with ease. He rubs tight circles into your clit, prodding at your entrance with his ring finger. “I need you to cum for me once before I fuck you for real, okay?”

“Mhm,” you moan quietly, hiking one of your legs around his waist. His finger pushes inside you to the knuckle and then curls. Your eyes all but roll to the back of your head, back arching off of the tiled wall. “Feels so good, San…”

“Yeah?” He smiles against your skin, trailing pecks up your neck and along your jawline. You whimper in his ear, cunt sucking in his finger greedily. He adds a second, the middle one, and applies pressure to your clit with the heel of his palm. The sight of you falling apart by his hand alone is sending blood rushing to his brain. 

Your body feels hot to the touch, risking a downwards glance at where his fingers disappear into your pussy. It forces another whine out of you, your head tossing back. You tug at the strands of hair that stick to the nape of his neck, steeling yourself the only way you can in this position. San just seemed to know you, to know exactly what you needed without you having to tell him. Either he was really good at guessing, or everything he did seemed to be perfect, because you’ve never climbed to the summit this quickly before. 

There’s a knot in the pit of your stomach that weaves itself tighter and tighter with each curl of his digits and each swirl of his thumb on your clit. You think you could cry from how attentive he was, from how determined he was to provide you pleasure. Your cunt contracts around his fingers, and he can sense the precipice of your orgasm, speeding up his pace. 

You squirm around in his hold, allowing him to spread apart your thighs so he can brush the pads of the digits buried inside of you up against that spongy sweet spot. You’re trembling now, nearing the edge of that familiar cliff. “San, baby, I’m— god— I’m so close,”

“Let go for me, my love.” He coos into the corner of your mouth, hushing your moans. He doesn’t slow his assault, inching you further and further towards your release like it was his own personal mission. That knot in your belly begins to unravel until it slips through your grasp completely, your orgasm rocking into you like a tidal wave. 

San aids you as you ride out your high, already spent before he’s even gotten the chance to be inside of you. He kisses you tenderly, pulling out his fingers with caution since you were still so sensitive. Your nails claw down his front, scratching his abdomen with a purpose. He shudders beneath you, lips curling up into another soft smile. 

“What?” You ask with a giggle, mirroring his expression when he wipes water from your face. 

“Nothing,” he shakes his head, grin unwavering. “You just look really pretty like this.”

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were trying to get into my pants, Choi San.” You tease, yanking him down for a saccharine kiss. He reciprocates without hesitation, drawing his palm on your thigh so he can wrap it around his waist again. 

“Me? Never…” He laughs along your mouth. “Is it working, though?”

You roll your eyes playfully, reconnecting your lips. “Are you gonna fuck me for real now?”

“What kinda question is that?” He glides the tip of his cock between your folds, shutting you up instantaneously. He’s heavy where he sits, slipping the shaft through your lower lips. “I’m gonna fuck you so good, you forget where you are, baby.”

Before you can even let out another sound of appreciation, he’s stretching you out, cock thrusting up into your pussy without warning. You jump up a bit to hook your other leg around his hips so he’s supporting your whole weight. The new angle makes it easier for him to delve deeper in your cunt, his dick accessing places you’d never knew existed. 

After he’s sure you’ve adjusted to his length, he starts to move, pistoning in and out of you much more forcefully than he did with his fingers. Your lips part for a voluminous moan, but then you hear a group of loud girls entering the shower area and San slaps a hand over your mouth. He makes no effort to stop, fucking into you without a single care for the people on the other side of the shower curtain. 

“Did any of you see where San went? He disappeared so fast.” 

You recognize the voice as belonging to one of the girls who was openly flirting with San while you were working out. Not even needing to see her, you can picture the exaggerated pout on her face based on her tone alone. 

“He probably followed after that stupid bitch he’s always with.”

Your half lidded eyes meet San’s but he still pays no mind to them, digging his nails into your plush thighs. He pulls all the way out, just to slam his cock all the way back in. His pace leisures, but his power doesn’t, abusing your cunt with every snap of his hips. 

“I think I’m gonna ask him out next time I see him. I have to stake my claim before someone else does.”

He holds back a laugh, hiding his face in the crook of your neck. You drown out their conversation after that, too focused on the feeling of his cock dragging against your walls so deliciously to even worry about those idiot girls. Little did they know he was closer than they thought…

Thankfully, they leave not much longer after that, and he uncovers your mouth. You gasp for air, panting feverishly when he picks up his speed again. Your bottom lip quivers with a whine, too fucked out to conjugate words that make sense. 

“You’re taking me so well, baby. Taking me like a fucking princess,” San praises. He groans, water droplets slipping along the valleys of his sculpted chest and abdomen. It drips with every roll of his hips and every thrust of his cock into your pussy. This was what he had been building up to, what he’d been dreaming of for years. “Who’s fucking you like this?”

“Mmm,” you moan, supping him in deeper, further, as cavernous as humanly possible. “You, San— fuck— y-you are.”

You arch your back, sneaking a hand in the middle of the two of you and pressing the pads of your fingers harshly on your clit when you do so. San holds you closer to him so your pelvic bones nearly clash each time he punches into you. The change in depth that he fucks you has your cunt squelching, any semblance of coherent thought escaping you. 

Your vision goes blank, stars decorating the backs of your eyelids as your second orgasm blindsides you. Not a sound leaves you after it knocks into you, cumming with so much force you think you might pass out in San’s arms. When you’ve finished, you let out a guttural groan, walls fluttering around his cock. 

“Gonna cum— shit— where do—“ you interrupt him with a whimper. 

“Cum inside of me,” your begging tone has him spilling into you practically on command. He fills you up perfectly, a moan from deep within him reaching your ears. You both stay like that for a moment, skin sticking to the other’s due to the thin sheen of sweat coupled with the steam of the shower coating your bodies. 

You can feel the rise and fall of his chest when he breathes, one of your hands coming up to caress his back gently. He pulls out with a wince, palms resting on either side of you as he recuperates. He breathes through his nostrils, forehead glued to your shoulder. His hands rub up and down your sides soothingly. 

“It’s safe to assume you’re gonna turn that girl down when she asks you out, right?” You ask suddenly, attempting to diffuse whatever’s in the air between you now. San laughs into your shoulder. 

“Y/N, I’m turning down any girl who asks me out from now on,” he stands upright, biting his lip before kissing you gently. “I don’t think my girlfriend would appreciate that very much.”

You raise an eyebrow at him. “Girlfriend?”

“Am I being too overzealous?” His nose scrunches up. 

“You’re being the right amount of zealous, I think,” you brush away a strand of wet hair that falls into his eyes. “But I think your ‘girlfriend’ would like it if you actually asked her to be your girlfriend.”

Choi San is the prettiest man you’ve ever set your sights on, but somehow, he looks even prettier smiling down at you after having sex with you in a gym shower. It’s a feat that should be considered illegal, and you should receive restitution for the distress it’s caused on your heart. 

“Will you be my girlfriend, Y/N?”

And well, maybe you’d deal with that later. It was kind of difficult to ignore that sparkle in his eyes, especially when it was directed at you. You nod without a second thought. 

“I would love nothing more.”

© yunhoszn. do not steal, claim, or repost. 

[erwinsvow]

was watching the latest hunger games and i don’t know if you’ve seen it but there’s a scene with snow and lucy gray that is so reader and rafe core. like the scene where he kills the mayor’s daughter and lucy gray is in hysterics and he just grabs her, warns her to pull herself together and go back outside and pretend like he’s not just killed someone and i’m like this is so rafe and his casual dominance with reader. 😍😍

babe STOP you are SOOO onto something here.. + that scene in the movie had me FERAL!!!!! picturing season two after limbrey kills that guy (im so sorry i cannot recall any names.. was too busy staring at rafe's arms)

"oh my god!" you squeal, eyes wide like coins, tears filling up and almost spilling over in a matter of seconds. "oh my god, oh my god-"

rafe fucked up. he shouldn't have gotten you anywhere near this situation, it's his own fault. your insistence on not being too far from him and his own ego that found pleasure in that fact had won him over. rafe liked that you liked him, that you needed him around.

but right now he can tell what you're thinking—probably something along the lines of the fact that he was insane, that his dead body had appeared and he was going to take care of it because he wasn't reacting at all like you were, how any normal person would.

limbrey was staring at you, and a sudden fear ran through his mind that she might try and hurt you too.

"go inside-" he barks at the older lady, who doesn't move, gun in her hand. "go inside! m'gonna have to take care of this, leave-" she stalks off, while you watch with your big wet eyes, shoulders shaking, voice run dry from your screaming.

your reaction is normal, expected. he can't find it himself to even be remotely angry. he leaves the dead body where it is, hands finding your shoulders and dragging you away, like that might help you.

"hey, listen to me. listen to me." he says sternly, and you listen obediently, if not due to fear. "don't scream. don't worry. m'gonna take care of this-this mess, okay? we're gonna be fine."

"r-rafe, she k-killed someone. we, we have to call the police-"

"we're not calling anyone. m'gonna handle it. he was a bad guy, okay, no one's gonna miss him."

"a-and that makes it okay? rafe, you-"

"hey," he barks and you freeze up, listening. "listen, kid, have i ever gotten you hurt? haven't i kept you safe? hm?" he wants an answer, so you nod, still shell shocked. "s'gonna be fine. keep it together. i can't have you like this. we're gonna be fine."

"o-okay." you look down at your white shirt, observing tiny little dots of blood. "what, what do i-"

"go inside. throw this shirt in the fireplace. and then go upstairs to my room and take a shower. okay? i gotta take care of this first. then i'll come join you, got it? alright?"

"okay," you repeat, nodding, frozen. you look up at your boyfriend one last time, trusting him like you always do, even when a little part of you is screaming to run and take off in the other direction. "what're you gonna d-do, with him, uh-"

"i don't know, kid. i need to get you away from it first. just go upstairs, please-" your shoulders relax as soon as the sentence leaves his lips. your mind goes fuzzy, like it always does around rafe, but hearing that even in this insane, unfathomable situation, that his first priority is you, makes your head spin.

you lean in, pressing a kiss to rafe's lips, not pulling away until a minute has passed, your shaking hands tight on his arms.

like always, you follow the instructions he's given you, walking away and heading inside, shedding your clothes and burning them, cleaning yourself in the scalding water until you can smell nothing but the vanilla of your soap and the pine of rafe's shampoo. once out, you put on one of his shirts and some of his long white socks, everything feeling cold still.

you wait patiently on his bed, not able to focus on anything on your phone. when rafe walks in, you don't move, letting him come sit beside you.

"what did you-" you start, before being interrupted.

"don't ask, kid." rafe doesn't sound mad, rather protective. "if i tell you, you're in this shit now. can't have that."

you wrap your arms around his neck, crawling into rafe's lap and into a tight hug. his hands tense around your waist, and you close your eyes, inhaling the scent of his skin. he doesn't smell like blood, at the very least, so you think he hasn't done anything crazy yet.

or crazier, you correct yourself.

"the swamp. in the woods. there's gators, and foxes, and who knows what else." it comes out as a whisper, like you're scared that the walls might overhear. "if you bring him there, no one will find him. if no one finds him you can't get in trouble."

rafe pulls out of the hug to look at you, all shaky limbs and wet eyes. he presses a kiss to your forehead.

[lunicho]

wandering thoughts - han taesan

- synopsis: taesan can't help but get distracted while on holiday with your family. all he wants is to be under your gaze. (2.1k words)

- warnings: subby taesan, gn reader, brief nipple play, y/n and taesan almost get caught, handjob, reader calls taesan kitty like twice (lmk if i missed anything)

a/n: first fic omgg, i'm rlly rusty with writing so pls be nice 💔. i don't normally call taesan by his real name but my mind works weird so i have to write fics with his real name idk why, anyways hope you enjoy!!

“dongmin you have to let go!” your voice was muffled because your boyfriend had his arm around you, pushing your face into him. he'd been holding you in place for so long, not wanting to be left behind. “i need to shower!!” after a little bit of a struggle, you somehow managed to twist out of his grasp. 

your eyes were squinted as you adjusted to being in the light again, but you moved to your drawer to grab your clothes. “i'll just go with you then.” he sat up as well, moving himself to the end of your bed. 

“no, you already know that you can't. i won't be that long, you big baby.” you laughed when you saw his expression, a slight pout placed on his lips. he continued to watch your every move, eyes following you as you moved around your room. 

you turned your body towards him, a deadpan expression coming across your face. “baby, seriously im not gonna disappear the second your eyes leave me, relax.” dongmin threw his body back on the bed, sighing at how badly he wanted your attention. 

“i'll be back, i promise.” you grabbed the remote from behind him, placing a kiss on his pouty lips simultaneously, “find a movie or something while im gone.” you dropped the remote in his lap, quickly leaving the room before he could protest any further. 

this was the first time dongmin was visiting with your family for an extended period of time. you've brought him to get togethers and other family events but he's never stayed at your parents house or any of your family's house for that matter. the day was awesome, everyone was getting along well and you had a lot of fun, especially since you hadn't been to your parents house in a little while. he hated that his mind strayed like it did all day, the only thing he was able to focus on was you. 

his mind wandered again as he tried to pick a movie, all he could think about was you in the shower. how the water would run down your body, the way your sweet scented shower gel would lather on your chest, and how you'd stand wordlessly in the warmth, enjoying the way the water heated up your joints. he bit his lip at the thought, trying to snap himself out of it by scrolling through more movies. he could feel himself getting hard already, just the thought of your naked body could drive him to insanity. dongmin eventually landed on one, sighing as his pants suddenly felt way too tight. 

he got up to change into pajamas, hurriedly removing his pants. he palmed himself over his underwear once his jeans were off, eyebrows furrowed with frustration. a small pool of precum leaked through his black boxers, the sight making him harder. he thought about quickly getting himself off but ultimately decided against it, not wanting to disobey you. 

you caught his attention a little bit later by opening your bedroom door, entering the room in your cozy pajamas. you threw your dirty clothes into the basket by the door, smiling at your boyfriend lovingly, “do you wanna go take a shower?” you grabbed your lotion and sat on the bed, rubbing down your arms and legs. dongmin shook his head, “no, i took one right before i came.” he lifted the blanket off of himself a little to show that he had already changed into pajamas. 

you nodded and turned your back to dongmin, looking at the tv, “ooh you picked a good movie, you can start it.” he pressed play, the tv faintly playing sound. you normally keep the volume fairly since you usually watch tv late into the night. 

you could hear dongmin moving around behind you, the way the bed slightly shook also giving it away. the bed dipped below you a bit when he got closer, you could almost feel heat radiating off of him. his hands rested on your shoulders and he brought his face down to yours, placing kisses on your face and shoulders. he briefly smelled the nape of your neck, the freshly sprayed perfume and body oil made a heavenly mixture on your skin. you tilted your head, allowing him more access, “seriously what has gotten into you today?” you put the lotion down with a smile on your face, moving onto the bed and cuddling into your boyfriend. 

“don't know, just love you.” you now had your back to the tv, the two of you facing each other as you cuddled up. “well, love me from over there.” you said jokingly, trying to move out of his grasp again, hands pushing him away. you both laughed but dongmin's grasp on you remained firm. he lowered you onto your back, placing his lips on yours. a quiet whimper fell from his lips, showing how desperate he was for your touch. 

“you know,” you pulled away from the kiss, sitting up on your elbow, your free hand moving down his torso, “you could just tell me when you're needy like this..” you brush your hand along his hardened length, confirming your suspicions. 

he sucked in a breath, reacting to the way you grasped him gently, fingers gripping the bed sheets. his big eyes gazed into yours, his lip caught between his teeth. he breathed out a whimper when your hand moved away from him. “keep quiet, don't want my family hearing you..” 

you sat up on your knees, the long forgotten movie still playing behind you two. you moved the blanket down his body, allowing yourself to fully see. “why should i help you right now? maybe i should just leave you like this as a punishment for being so dirty.” you were only teasing but the desperate head shaking that came from the boy below you made you smile. 

“please.. i need you so bad..” his volume was low, desperation leaking from every word. he ran his hand through his hair, his thighs pressing together slightly. 

“i can't believe you right now..” you genuinely were a little shocked, dongmin isn't usually the type that's not able to control himself but he'd just been extra needy today. he'd been keeping a hushed but flirty tone with you all day, leaning down to your ear each time. when you'd be alone with him he'd kiss you quickly, pressing his lips against you as much as he could. 

“please y/n..” he shut his eyes tight, a slight wave of embarrassment washing over him. he brought his hands up to his face, slightly covering it. he's always so shy during sex but he was so so cute. 

“aww it's okay baby, i'm sorry for teasing you so much.” with one hand you pulled his hands away from his face, your thumb brushing over his bottom lip. he pushed his lips against the pad of your finger, his lips parting slightly. with your other hand you gently palmed him over his pants. your voice was hushed as you spoke, not wanting anyone to hear, “gonna take care of you okay?” he nodded, eyes desperate. 

you pulled the tied drawstring of his pajama pants, quietly asking him to pull them down. you ran a finger up the length of his shaft, watching as he shivered under you. his precum made his tip slick as you thumbed his throbbing slit. 

you reached for the lotion you used earlier, squeezing some into your hand, finally slowly pumping his length. small needy noises spilled from the boys lips. you caressed his cheek gently, heart melting when he unconsciously leaned into your touch, just like a little kitten. “you've gotta keep quiet kitty.” with that you swiftly stuck two fingers into his mouth and he immediately started sucking on them. 

he breathed out heavily, one of his hands holding onto your arm as a way to brace himself. you adored this boy, continuing to pump his length at a steady pace. 

dongmin couldn't sit still, his thighs tensed and released repeatedly as a tight ball for formed in his stomach. his hips rolled in small circles, eyes staring up at you once again. he moaned around your fingers, one of his hands moving to go around your waist. 

you couldn't help but whisper, “such a pretty kitty..” your voice sounding slightly awestruck. times like this just swole your heart up, filling you with warmth. you pulled your fingers out of his mouth, moving your hand under his shirt to toy with his nipples. 

his nipples weren't that sensitive but they still got him reacting a bit. they hardened as soon as you touched them, hands brushing across them playfully. 

you focused your hand on the tip of his cock, repeatedly brushing over it. his hips slightly stuttered, pushing away from your grasp out of sensitivity. this got his orgasm building up even faster than before. 

he was so close to finishing, so so close but there was a knock at your door. dongmin's hips stilled, a mortified expression crossing his face. “y/n?” your hand slowed down on his length, his body tense in your grasp. you continued to play with the head of his cock as you answered, knowing your mom wouldn't open the door, “yes mom?” dongmin accidentally whimpered at the feeling of your hand slightly tightening on his length, his noise almost being too loud.

without second thought you slapped a hand over his mouth. he breathed out heavily from his nose, the air blowing against the back if your hand. the adrenaline of the situation caused his cock to twitch. he shut his eyes tightly, suddenly getting the urge to fuck your fist and make himself cum. 

“are you guys hungry? do you want a snack or anything?” you nodded although she couldn't see you through the door, “yeah, thanks, we'll be out in a second, we're finishing up part of this movie.” she responded to you after that, the sound of her footsteps getting farther from your door. 

you waited to be sure she was gone before speaking, leaning closer to the boy, “oh you liked that, hm? almost getting caught made your cock harder didn't it? so dirty..”

you uncovered his mouth and watched his mouth move as if he was going to say something, but nothing came out. “next time we're at your place i'm gonna fuck you up for this, you know that right? gonna ride you until you're begging me to let you cum.” he nods eagerly at this with furrowed eyebrows, desperate to cum now. 

the way you're talking is enough to get him going even more. his hips moved on their own causing you to stop your movements on his cock. he fucked himself into your fist, head thrown back and mouth falling open. 

several moans come from him, your fingers returning to his mouth. his moans are muffled but still quite audible as he gets himself off in your fist. 

ropes of cum eventually shoot from his cock, landing on his stomach. you begin stroking him through his orgasm, his hips stuttering once again. he breathes heavily, pressing his lips shut against your fingers as he comes down from his high. he keeps his eyes closed as his chest rises and falls, his hips jolting every once in a while. 

you pull your fingers out of his mouth once again, leaning down to kiss his slightly sweaty forehead. you brush his hair out of his face, kissing down to his cheek, “you okay my love?” to that he nods, finally opening his eyes and smiling shyly. 

“thank you y/n.” he was feeling slightly embarrassed again as he sat up on his elbows looking at his stomach. he was covered in his own cum, unable to move from his spot. he shook his head before looking to you for help, hands returning to his hair to fluff it up, a habit he has. you turned to him and nodded with a smile as you looked for something to clean him up with. 

you grabbed a towel out of your laundry basket, wiping your hands before taking it over to dongmin. you helped him clean himself up, returning the towel to the basket shortly after. you stood by the door, watching the boy on your bed. 

“hurry honey, i wanna get some snacks.” he smiled at you as he pulled his pants back up, tying the knot once again. his heart was still pumping quickly as he exited the room, the adrenaline of the situation still with him. 

[joicecubes]

this started as a twitter post but it got way too long

i feel. INSANE. ABOUT FIDDLESTAN YOU GUYS. i’ll admit i didn’t get it at first, like the original concept seems kinda bonkers, they never interact! what a silly rarepair! BUT NO. I SAW A SINGLE PIECE OF FANART AND IT WAS OVER FOR ME. IM HOOKED. im sorry i need to talk about them

my favorite set-up for fiddlestan, and the one i see most people going with, is the idea that fiddleford comes back to ford’s house after ford’s already been sucked through the portal, so he finds stan instead. and thats like such perfect/devastating (depending on how you look at it) timing because their wounds from ford are both so raw.

i feel like this is gonna get long so. gay rambling under the cut

on the one hand, they get from each other what they never got from ford. or at least, what they lost from ford. fiddleford wants love, he wants his unwavering devotion to ford to be reciprocated. and stan, being such a deeply lonely person, can give him that! what he wants is companionship. he wants a friend, like what he had in his brother. he wants forgiveness. and god, fiddleford is one of the kindest, most forgiving characters in the show. if anyone will see where stan is coming from, if anyone can extend forgiveness and understanding where ford fell flat, it’s fiddleford.

and while this exemplifies just how deeply they would need each other in this scenario, when you think about how tightly they both clung to ford, there presents a very real possibility that one or both of them would feel like ford’s replacement.

stan is ford’s twin. people have played with the idea that fiddleford would see a lot ford in stan, even though they may not be very similar in demeanor. they look the same. and deep down, they do have similarities. alex hirsch said in a dvd commentary that there is more of ford in stan than he even realizes, and fiddleford would probably see that. not to mention just how deeply he would miss him.

and when stan has always felt like a worse version of ford, you can imagine he might feel like a stand-in, especially as him and fiddleford get closer. fiddleford, whether he means to or not, would definitely see his best friend in stan. he has his face for god’s sake!! and would stan just accept it? would he be upset to be seen in this light, to act as a replacement, or would he accept that he’ll always be second to ford? either way is just. DEVASTATING. for fiddleford to unintentionally confirm all of stan’s deepest fears and insecurities…

and then there’s what fiddleford is to stan. while i don’t think fiddleford would feel as deeply a replacement as stan does, he IS a big fucking nerd. and stan probably begged him for help getting ford back when he found out that fiddleford is not only a scientist, but worked on the portal in the first place. and he of course wants ford back too, but it wouldn’t surprise me if fiddleford ends up feeling like stan only keeps him around for that purpose and that purpose alone. to learn more about ford, to live vicariously through him as ford’s best friend. because stan is desperate to know more about him, to satiate this need, this wound of missing his brother for over a decade.

god and all the little things too… fiddleford being riddled with anxiety and stan being able to ground him, to knock some much-needed sense into him the next time he wants to pick up that memory gun. stan struggling to take care of himself, to see his own self worth, and fiddleford being there to make sure he eats enough food, reminds him to shower, helps wash or cut his unkempt hair. falling asleep holding each other, because they need that comfort, that warmth, that heartbeat, to feel okay enough to rest.

ugh you could do sooo much with these bitches it drives me up the wall. i feel so unwell just thinking about them. i could yap even more but i’ll keep that for another post

[teddybeartoji]

thinking a lot of thoughts about bf!gojo :(

he will be the sweetest bf ever.. it's a bit concerning with how attached he is to you, bordering on codependency but he just cant help it he loves you too much :(( everytime youre both together on something like lunch with friends or hanging out the sight of you two is enough to give anyone who spares a glance cavities.. his eyes are so in love and hes always got that dopey smile on his face, his touch is always gentle and caring despite him being a teasing asshole sometimes 😭

and behind closed doors ... dear god this man is INSATIABLE.. always has to have a hand around you and touching you !!!! and his sex drive.. erm.. yeah.. idk i see him as the type to want to do it everyday because he just loves you too much and he doesnt know what to do with himself and all this love he has !!!! theres something sweet about him just always wanting you and wanting to make you feel good eufnhffhehrjfnf

the stark difference between you two being such a sweet couple in public but also .. having seen each other INSIDE OUT quite literally is so hot and cute.. :( that level of intimacy .. :((( BF!GOJO WE NEED YOU !!!!!! ok this has gotten too long im sorry HAVE A GOOD DAY THANK YOU

HIIII MY SWEETHEART I'M SORRY FOR THE WAIT!!!! BUT I'M HERE I'M HERE I'M HERE!!!!! I'M HERE AND I'M FEELING TERRIBLY SOFT FOR HIM AND I NEED TO HAVE HIM IN MY ARMS RIGHT THIS INSTANT!!!!!!! i agree with everything you've said nonnie!!!! and i am covering you in kisses as thanks!!!! mwah mwah mwah!!!! wait also!!!!!!!!!!!! more exclamation marks!!!!!! please please please don't apologize for rambling!!!!!!!!!! i will always hear you out!!!!! i want more actually!!!!!!!!!!!! please!!!!!!!!!!!!! i love you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ok everybody get comfortable bc i have some of bf!gojo headcanons for you!!!!

his pupils are literal hearts whenever he's with and whenever he's Thinking about you!!!! (i'm saying that his pupils are always like that)(he is simply unable to get you off his head)(he's not even trying)(he's so fucking in love with you).

he's constantly resting his head on your head or on your shoulder. this just came to me. he wraps his hands around your middle and he always gives you a squeeze!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and a kiss on your neck. and he probably (read: definitely) smells you. and then hums into your skin. omfg i need to hug him so badly. i am losing my mind here nonnie...

okay and i just talked abt him taking naps with you too, right? and i just can't stop thinking about him always taking pics of you whenever you fall asleep on top of him:(((((((((((((( drooling or not, he's taking the pic!!!!!! AND i truly believe that he has begged (literally begged down on his hands and knees) shoko and suguru, so that they'll take pics of the two of you together aswell!!! satoru has a folder with like a THOUSAND pics of you both just napping together:((( he goes through it whenever he's really missing you:(((((((

ok and he loves taking showers and baths with you. loves, loves, loves. he just wants to sit under or in the water with you, just feeling your skin against him. feeling your heartbeat against him. he likes the intimacy of it all. it's so tender and so soft and so loving and he just wants to do everything with you. he's gonna take a fucking piss with you if you'd only let him.

he loves your smile sm. this is such a basic little concept but he does. nothing else in this sick world brings him as much joy as your smile and laughter. and oh my fucking god his heart feels like it's going to explode whenever he makes you laugh (which is all the time let's be honest he's very fucking funny and he is not afraid of making himself look like a fool just for you<3). he loves it when you laugh at cat videos, he loves it when you laugh at whatever the fuck is playing on the tv and he loves it when you laugh at a joke one of his friends make!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he goes a little insane whenever he sees you having fun with his friends:((((((((((((((((((((( it just means the world to him:(((( and you and the younger ones too!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! omfg when he sees you coddling gumi and yuuji and nobara:((((((((((((((((( stop, he literally feels like he's going to cry every time i am also crying i can't do this anymore

btw he always swings your hands whenever his fingers are interwiened with yours!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ahhhh!!!!!!! and he has that big dopey smile on his lips again and his dimples are showing and he's laughing so loudly that everybody is turning to look at you both on the street but you couldn't care any less!!!!!!! how could you when your boyfriend is making your heart grow twice the size it was before and you just feel so giddy and so full of love and you want to kiss him stupid!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

he loves spending his morning with you. i actually think of him as more of a morning person actually idk how popular that concept is but yeah. don't get me wrong - he refuses to let you up from the bed for at least an hour after you wake up but he does have a lot of energy. he wants to kiss and he wants to hug and he wants to tickle and he wants you to play with his hair and he wants and he wants and he wants and you will give and give and give!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he's a little lovesick puppy and he needs your attention like he needs air!!!!!

and then he wants you to brush his teeth for him. yes. you read that right. he sits you down onto the bathroom counter and bares his teeth at you like the puppy that he is and HE'S SO FUCKING CUTEEEEEE FUCKKKK CUTENESS AGGRESSION IS SO REAL I NEED TO JUST SQUEEZE HIM A LITTLE AAAAAAAAAAA I NEED TO PINCH HIS CHEEEKS!!!!!!!!!!!! he still looks sleepy and his smile is so fucking big and his hands are resting on your hips, his thumbs are drawing hearts into your skin. and he most definitely kisses you before he actually rinses his mouth.............. and then laughs when the toothpaste gets all over you. it's a mess and he's laughing and you're in love.

he loves it when you baby him. he does ask for it as a joke but when you genuinely do it he gets a little flustered. the tips of his ears always turn into a shade of dark pink and he's looking at you like puss in boots. you know what i'm talking abt. big eyes, fluttering eyelashes - he loves you so fucking much. he loves it when you tuck him in bed, he loves it when you kiss his nose, he loves it when you pinch his cheeks i am biased i just said i want to do that don't look at me, he loves it when you tickle him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WAIT STOP HE LOVES IT WHEN YOU TICKLE HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!! HE WANTS YOU TO STRADDLE HIM AND TICKLE THE LIVING FUCK OUT OF HIM HE WANTS TO LAUGH WITH YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i died

he also loves it when you cling to him. in any way. hands around his neck, around his body, around his arms - it does not matter. he wants you to quite literally climb him like a tree. he loves it when you snuggle into him and when you refuse to let him go. and when you hold his hand and try to stop him from leaving. he's not going to go. it doesn't take a lot for him to give into you. he's folding immediately. he doesn't want to go either. he loves it when you're needy. he loves it when you whine. he loves it when you tease him. he might pop a boner. at everything you do. he just loves you sooooooooooo muchh!!

18+ HE IS INSATIABLE!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE IS THEE LOVERBOY!!!!!! i think he does like to get a taste of you every single day, no matter whether it's actually having sex or it's eating you out or it's just making out or it's entertaining you with his beautiful slender fingers or it's dry humping etcetcetc. he wants to touch you, he wants to feel you - it's a must!!

i already said it but he loves intimacy!!!! like yeah ofc he likes his freaky sex as much as the next guy (he most definitely likes it more than the next guy) but he loooooves when he can just be in the moment with you!! he's always savouring you - holding your hand when his burying his dick deep inside you, he's snaking his arm around your body as he grinds into you from behind. he's licking and nipping at your skin because he just can't get enough of you. he's sucking on your tongue, he's pressing your hips down against his, he's kissing every fucking inch of your body. i truly think he wants to eat you and he wants to devour you and he wants to merge the two of you together forever<33

okay i have officially melted away... i am a puddle of love Goo... ily nonnie

[r4fe-cam3ron]

CHRISTMAS STORY FOUR | DRIVE - e. munson x reader

w; mentions of s4 — follows but it’s a fix it fic!, mentions of blood and death, angst & fluff!

an; this was simply random and i honestly enjoyed writing it BUT im also not sure that i like it as well :( i hope you all like this!! soft eddie <3 mwah

Eddie’s still in bed — it’s been one month since Steve had struggled to pull him from the Upside Down, Eddie’s body limp even though he tried to help when he could. 

His feet only dragged behind as he tried to take a step, creating a track in the dirt. 

Steve had help on the other side, luckily, Dustin and Lucas on the other side. You had dropped through to help the two teens. It was rough deciding on where to go — though Hawkins was safe because of some teens and adults in their early twenties, Eddie’s still a wanted man. 

Hopper’s cabin wasn’t far, luckily, Steve had practically broken many laws to get there, eyes glancing in the rearview mirror at you. 

His blood was stained on your clothes, mixed with your own and along with the dirt and soot that covers everyone from head to toe. Your fingers had tried to work out the knots in Eddie’s hair on the floor, but it was no use. Max had sat next to you, a lingering feeling that feels quite familiar to what she had at the mall. 

But you’d gotten there, safe, and Dustin had helped Steve with Eddie up the steps. He was still holding on. 

You’d stitched him up that night, cleaning the wounds and dirt from his face. He looked so…

He looked as if he was a dead man walking. 

Your heart broke when you looked into his eyes that were hazy with tiredness. “Told you it was my year.” He breathes out, chest slightly heaving. 

You smile softly and nod, gripping his hand with yours. “Yeah. It’s your year, Eddie.” You whisper. Steve had then moved him to the small bed he had cleaned up. Eddie grunts when he tries to situate himself on top of the mattress. You pull off his boots, tossing them to the other side of the room. 

“You need me to stay with you?” Steve turns to you. You shake your head, eyes lingering on Eddie as his eyes widen slightly, trying to stay awake. 

“No,” You say softly. “I’ll be okay. Take the kids home and take a shower — you stink.” 

Steve lets out a small laugh, lips pulling into a smile. He pulls you into a tight hug. Your arms wrap around him, hands splayed flat against his back as you pat him softly. “Go.” 

Steve nods against your shoulder, pulling away. “I’ll be back a little later with some clothes for you both and food.” 

“Okay. Thanks, Steve. Be careful.” 

“I will. Lock the door behind me.” You watch as he turns the corner before looking over at Eddie, walking over and placing yourself next to him. Your hand grabs his — you’ll lock the door in a moment. 

“You didn’t have to stay.” 

“And leave you here by yourself when you can barely even keep your eyes open, much less walk? You’re insane if you think I’m going to leave you here alone.”

A small smile tugs at his lips. “I’m so tired.” He whispers. 

“Then sleep,” You pull up the covers. “I’ll be here when you wake up.” 

“Promise?” His eyes open slightly and you can see a bit of his pretty brown eyes. You push his curls from his cheek, placing your hand against the stubbly skin and brushing the pad of your thumb under his eye.

“I promise.” 

He nods in your soft hold, tilting his head slightly towards your palm, nose grazing the skin. It was slightly ticklish, but you wouldn’t pull away from him until he was asleep. He says your name softly. 

“Yeah?” 

“You forgot to lock the door.” 

Your lips pull into a smile as you shake your head. 

A month later and he’s able to sit up a bit on his own in the bed. Although he still winces and has trouble getting comfortable, it’s better than having someone come help him twenty-four seven just to fix the covers. 

You never minded, but he did. He was so used to doing things on his own, he never wanted to be this bad where he couldn’t even stay by himself. 

Hopper was working on getting his name cleared. It caused an uproar is what Dustin had told him. But he didn’t want to think about that. He couldn’t go away for life for something he didn’t do. 

Wayne doesn’t even know he’s hiding out. He wants to see Wayne — wants to hug him tight and tell him everything will be okay. But he can’t and he doesn’t know if he’ll ever be able to. 

It’s about as scary as what he had seen a month ago. 

It’s as scary as looking death in the eyes. 

You’d have been the one to stay with him - morning and night - only leaving when necessary but always coming back when promised with some food or new clothes. 

You’d even come back with a small christmas tree this time, placing it on the stand next to the bed. 

“It’s small, but,” You glance over at him, shrugging slightly. You look away when you notice he isn’t going to be the one to look away first. “I thought I’d bring a little christmas to you.” 

His heart warms and his soft plush lips pull into a smile. “You’re sweet, you know that?” His head tilts back onto the wall as his eyes remain on you. One thing about Eddie — his looks make you feel as if you and him were the only ones in the room. 

Well, the only ones in the world really. 

At first, the intense look is what made you nervous around him - not the fact he’s pretty, with curly hair, with perfect teeth and a perfect smile that creates dimples, absolutely not! 

But now, what used to make you nervous and dizzy, makes you feel calm. It makes you feel as if he’s committing you to his memory. That thought should scare you, but for some reason, it doesn’t. 

You glance back at him, smiling softly. “I try to be,” You nod. “Oh, would you like a cookie? They’re freshly baked - double chocolate chip and snickerdoodle.” 

He continues to stare at you, his brow slightly lifting. “Did you make my favorite cookies?” 

You smile. “I’ll be back,” You walk out of the room, grabbing the tin that was on the table along with a small bag. You make your way back, dropping the bag at the end of the bed before opening the tin and holding it out towards him. “For you.” 

He smiles and takes the tin into his hand. You toss the lid to the side, reaching for the bag. “You know me so well.” 

“Of course I do,” You shrug, glancing over as he takes a chocolate chip cookie first, biting into it with a soft hum, eyes sliding close. “Good?” 

“Oh, so good.” He whispers with a mouth full of cookie. You smile in amusement, grabbing the blanket from the bag and spreading it out over his lap before grabbing the lights. 

You step back over to the tree, twisting the lights around. “I didn’t bring any ornaments, I’m sorry. I just thought maybe the lights would be okay.” 

“It’s perfect,” Eddie nods. He reaches out and grabs your forearm, making your hands pause their task, head turning to him. “Really. Everything you’re doing is perfect. You’re perfect.” 

You duck your head bashfully, shaking your head before finishing the lights, feeling his warm palm leave your arm. Once finished, you plug it into the outlet, smiling as the warm colors brighten the room even more. 

Eddie hisses playfully, covering his face with his ring-less hand. You laugh, walking over to the light switch and flicking off the light. “Better?” 

He drops his hand. “So much,” He nods. He reaches for the lid, making you quickly walk over and grab it for him. He stares at you. “I could’ve grabbed it.” 

The tone in his voice makes you quickly retract your hand when you feel his fingers wrap around it. “Sorry. I just…” You motion towards him. “I don’t want you accidentally reopening your wound. That’s all.” 

Eddie looks away and pushes the lid onto the tin, pushing it onto the nightstand as he scoots down slowly to lie back. He looks over at the tree as you stand there awkwardly. 

You finally turn to leave before he finally speaks up. 

“Can you lie with me?” 

You stop quickly, turning to look over at him. He doesn’t make any move to look at you, he doesn’t want to push you. Toeing off your boots, you slowly walk over and crawl up from the edge of the bed, lying on your side. 

You stare at the tendrils of curly, brown hair, the soft up and down of his shoulders as he breathes. His nose looked perfect from the side — his face carved from the warm, dark blue lights. Lifting a hand up slowly, not to scare him, your fingertip drags down the slope of his nose softly. 

His eyes slowly flutter close, and the jealousy for his eyelashes grows more within you. Your finger traces towards his temple, before tracing across his eyes. 

“What are you doing?” He whispers softly. 

Your movements stop and your finger lifts from his face a tad. “I was just…” You stop. You don’t know what you were doing, really. “I don’t know. I’m sorry.” Your hand begins to retract from his face, his fingers quickly wrapping around your wrist when it’s close enough. 

“It’s okay,” He nods. His head turns to look at you. “It was nice.” You nod softly. 

“Do you want me to keep going?” He nods and allows his eyes to close. Lifting your hand with a bit more confidence this time, they trace under his eye softly, before dragging down his cheek and her his cheek bone. 

He lets out a soft sigh when it begins to trace over his jawline, a small smile pulling at your lips. “You okay?” You whisper. 

“Better than okay.” He says softly. 

Your eyes drop down to look at his lips as your fingertip drags dangerously close. Tracing over his lips, his eyes slowly open. Your eyes lift, meeting with his droopy ones. He turns his head slightly, pressing his lips to your palm, before brushing his nose against the skin when it lays against his cheek. 

“Can…” He stops when his voice cracks slightly. “Move closer.” Nodding, you move closer to him as he had asked, knees bumping against one another, foreheads pressed together. His nose brushes yours softly. 

Your heart speeds up. Even if Eddie is the type of person to make you calm, you're nervous now, breath hitching when you feel his rough fingers brush against your own lips. 

He leans closer, brushing his lips over yours as your eyes flutter shut. He stares at you quietly in this moment, the blue covering the room makes you look like you’re an angel, cheeks highlighted from the color. 

His hand cups your jaw, thumb pressing under your chin as he tilts your head up a bit more, pressing his lips against yours. 

It’s soft, slow, and consuming. 

Absolutely earth-shattering. 

He can taste a bit of the candy cane chapstick that lingers over your lips - smell it when he inhales deeply, tightening his hold on you. His thumb slides up to your chin, pressing slightly. He feels your fingers wrap around his wrist, gripping softly before slowly dragging towards his hand, folding your fingers over his. 

He slowly pulls away, the dip of his nose dragging up yours slightly. You release a shaky breath, leaving your eyes closed and your lips slightly parted. 

Your heart still beats quickly and you’re sure Eddie can hear and feel it against his own chest. 

“Too much?” He asks after a while. 

Your eyes open and you quickly shake your head. “No. No,” Your nose brushes against his cheek slightly. “Not too much.” You whisper, allowing your top lip to brush against his bottom lip. 

His fingers tangle into your hair, kissing the corner of your mouth. “I love you.” He mouths over your lips, eyes staring into yours. 

You stare at him for a moment longer, squeezing his hand softly. You smile against his lips.

 “I love you.” You mouth back. 

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[allpiesforourown]

as a greek person who knows absolutely no one into scum villain irl, seeing binghe speaking greek and using the politeness plural for shen qinqiu nerfed me. i was like am i going insane finally?? and now i'm being plagued by thoughts of oh binghe would use the politeness plural for shizun in a greek translation even after they get married (highly unusual but he would) and shen qingqiu would get so pissed off but also turned on by it every time. aand now i'm thinking about translating the whole novel into greek because i know professional translators are not insane enough and would butcher it. i'm suffering even imagining reading that (official greek translations of the few gay books that are popular enough suck ass).

you don't understand the dopamine rush AND psychic damage you've dealt me and i don't know how to explain it. GOD. help. i cannot let my adhd get ahead of me i literally struggle to shower and do laundry i cannot lock myself in translation hell again. at least this time it'd be a good novel. no. no i shant. i'm literally in severe burnout from doing too much. this is rambly and insane but i feel like that should be ok given the blog i'm sending this to (highly complimentary). oh god binghe in greek. shizun in greek. LIU QINGGE in greek YUE QI-

you've killed me but also i haven't felt this alive in weeks. i apologise for the madness in your inbox but i needed to vent this.

as a binghefucker the idea of him learning and speaking greek. ough

Don't push yourself anon ᵈᵒ ᶦᵗ as wonferful as it would be to give more people access to svsss don't get sucked into such a large project ᵗʳᵃⁿˢˡᵃᵗᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ʷʰᵒˡᵉ ᵈᵃᵐⁿ ⁿᵒᵛᵉˡ we just recently got the russian translation im sure we'll get greek soon ʸᵒᵘ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ so you shouldnt spiral into spending months straight hyperfixating on translating svsss ᵈᵒ ᶦᵗᵗᵗᵗ

[f4ggydog]

Hear me out, obsessive lottie, specifically in the wilderness.

not sitting near her during any downtime? she will move directly there just to feel up on you, subtly but surely enough, she will make it known, obviously grazing your arms and body in different ways, sending a message.

talking to others more than her? she will force her way into conversation, or make it notable that she’s the first one to talk to you m the morning, asking question after question just so she can continue to talk to you.

eventually once alone, the two of you deep in the woods, likely for foraging, she wraps her arms around your waist finally getting to fuck you with no one around.

i like to think she will straddle you against a tree and use you like a fleshlight murmuring over and over again that you belong to her, as she worships you, rough from the start, creating crazy big marks, from hickeys, bites, to full on bruises from her hands gripping you so hard, even marking up your face..

she cums SO FUCKING much, it takes her a while to pump everything out….

(🌿)

anon this ask is going to brick me up so bad not gonna even lie…

first of all, you are completely off limits. and that even includes stuff like talking. nobody is allowed to say a word to you and god help them if they take the time to look at you for even one millisecond. it’s already over for them and they’re facing lottie’s wrath. when you confront her and ask why the hell she’s gotta be so possessive, she smirks and slips a finger over your mouth. “you know i have to be careful. things can get really scary if im not looking out for you. it’s all for love, baby.”

if you feel like prayer circle isn’t working for you and you don’t wanna intervene, lottie takes your hand and forces you to sit down. she doesn’t even look angry. she’s able to conceal it under a mask of a knowledgeable leader.

she’s always needs to be next to you at all times. she’s got no concept of personal space whatsoever and she never wants to let you have your little bubble without her. if you go somewhere, she will always stalk behind you, whether you approve or not. and the sex…the sex is insane, as one would expect.

when it’s just you two, there’s an 100% chance that she will pounce on your ass like a lion ready to catch an unwilling or naive zebra. she’s bending you over, tearing your clothes off, kissing your neck and cooing when you try to resist. “just relax baby, it’s okay. it’s gonna feel so good. just be good for me, yeah?”

lottie doesn’t even bother with much foreplay. she’ll lose her mind if she’s not inside you so she just fumbles with the buttons of her jeans and pulls them down along with her boxers. before you can comprehend anything, her cock’s already sprung out and it’s sliding into your quivering hole. and you guys are done when SHE says you guys are done. thrusting into you at the speed of light, her cock so deep inside of you that it outlines your stomach. she’s an animal and her pace matches that, her hands pulling at your hair while occasionally slapping your ass and face. but under that roughness is her tender voice saying, “you’re behaving so good for me, baby. you’re such a good little whore, my perfect little whore.”

she’s already got spots on your body black and blue before her first orgasm even approaches. and when it does, you’re already gasping at whining at how lottie’s still rock hard. she just doesn’t stop. she’s literally addicted to fucking you. not even three rounds is enough for all the cum she wants to shower your pussy with. “just stay still while i paint you white, princess/prince. yeah, are you my filthy little mutt?” the breeding is never ending, and by the time she’s finally cut you some slack, she’s still growling about how you are hers and how you’re her little breeding toy. meanwhile, you’re close to passing out if you haven’t already and your body is an aching, trembling mess. you can hardly stand up straight, if you even can.

i feel like this version of lottie would be so good with aftercare too though. after all the rough fucking, she’d pull you close, whispering how you were such a good puppy for her and how incredible your pussy felt. “so good princess/prince,” she coos, her cock still inside of you because she just CANT pull out yet. petting your head, rocking you to sleep and letting you rest off both your orgasms. after all, you are still her treasure, even if she likes to show that aggressively.

(this one was so fun to write anon i apologize if my horny brain took over and affected the quality 😞😞)