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[teddybeartoji]

Which jjk men are loud af in bed?

SATORU. OH MY GOD HE'S SOOO SO LOUD. he's letting out thee most pornographic moans and whines in the world that you have most definitely gotten some nasty looks from your neighbors before lmao,, but he's just so into it yk? he doesn't understand why he would ever have to hold back on the sounds bc the point of it is literally for the both of you to enjoy it right? and he wants to let you know how good you're making him feel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and he definitely wants you to do the same too btw,, if you're shy abt he is gonna make it a little task for himself to coax some heavenly moans and whines out of you bc they just make him feel soo so fucking good he could literally cum just from hearing you cry out his name in pleasure!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and i do think that he's also a big talker. he's praising you so much that you feel dizzy just from his words aaaand he's also asking for your praise too. "am i doing good?" "tell me how it feels, baby" "c'mon, i wanna hear you" etc etc he just cannot shut up at all (i love it so much)

SUKUNA IS SO FUCKING LOUD TOO THOUGH. he's also a talker but it's like a fucked up mixture of teasing you and praising you and mocking you,, he just loves to fluster you so much lmao he's can be so mean (affectionate) overall i also think that he's very shameless, him and satoru are very alike in this matter. he doesn't understand why he would ever hold back his groans either - if he feels good, he feels good. if somebody doesn't want to hear that they should just fuck off lmao

his voice gets extra deep and extra raspy when he's fucking you and oh god it's so fucking hot......................... tbh in a way it reminds me of like a low purr,, just imagine him staring down at you, his hand on the back of your head as you're trying to take him down your throat and he's just humming bc fuck your mouth is so warm and you look so pretty like that aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I NEED TO HEAR THATTTT

but yeah while everybody else is more like whispering when they're talking to you during sex, these two are not holding back anything they're talking in their regular tone aand when they're groaning and moaning it's almost obnoxiously loud but cmon.. we all know that none of us will complain abt that lmao

[stillsmine]

“    well    ,    it    wasn’t    really    at    the    forefront    of    my    mind    but    …    so    what    if    i    did    ?    ”    feels    embarrassed    to    even    admit    such    ,    won’t    even    explicitly    state    it    towards    femme    .    but    slips    from    his    lips    with    ease    that    it’s    almost    inevitable    .    throat    clears    ,    louder    than    expected    ,    before    a    scoff    elicits    soon    after    ──    defeat    washing    across    features    .    “    i’m    not    obsessed    with    you    ,    presley    ──    christ    ,    you’re    making    it    sound    so    much    worse    than    it    really    is    .    but    that’s    what    you    do    ,    huh    ?    exactly    that    .    ”

" mmhm . so you do listen to my podcast . i knew it . you're so obsessed with me . did you think i was gonna talk about you ? " @stillsmine

[vanyiex33]

HI NERDS

I've been obsessed with bvb!!!

[puckpocketed]

17/10/2024 - LAK @ MTL

i have that too kinda

[ID: Two photos of LA Kings players Alex Turcotte (left) and Jordan Spence (right) arriving to a match. They are both wearing the exact same outfit: a light grey suit, white shoes, white shirt, and black beanie. Brandt Clarke is visible in the background of Turcotte’s photo. /. End ID.]

[purgatored]

STATUS : closed for @dreadbuilt ! LOCATION : the motel !

"YOU GOT CONTRABAND ?" the question is asked almost hopefully, cherry near perking up at the sight of rory which, yeah, might be a first . but desperate times call for desperate measures, and as far as measures go, she could do worse than rory . cherry straightens a bit from where she'd been lazily leaning over the counter, meeting rory's eyes to say, " i'm talkin' literally anything that will make this day better ." cherry's brows arch with the words, her eyes meeting rory's near emphatically . " i'm lookin' for miracles here . bein' sober today sounds like a nightmare ." and yeah, cherry could go into her own shit, but between the two of them they'd finished a bottle of the the good stuff last night and well, cherry wasn't so willing to let go of another one just yet . so in this very specific case only : sharing was caring .

[eliewe]

[dukeoftears]

So proud I officially got angel into the MettaKaard brainrot

[fairyhaos]

SHUT UROPWPPS I KEEP SEEIBG ALL THOSE SVT PICS ON TWT AND IM SO DEVASTATED THEY LOOK SO GOOD 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

I'M NO T EVEN ALIVEANHIMORE KJ MT GODJFJDJFJJDJFDD

[king-of-the-mouseboys]

hi btw

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mwah <3

- ur angel !! <3

:0!! Ive been smooched!!!

Hehe thank you Angel <33 mwah!!

[euclydya]

and like "ok but that's the most sensible thing 2 ship out of all the options there" well whwrre's the content abt it huh. where is it. Where. WHERE. where for the lvoe pf god xan tou fucking link me to it WHERE IS IT

[teddybeartoji]

OOO lemme play lemme play !!! 78 and 96 !!!

LUNNIEE MY BELOVED!!!!!!!!!! AAAHHHHH HIII HELLOO HIII:33333

78. back scratches or having your hair played with?

HAVING YOUR HAIR PLAYED WITHH!!!!!!!!! ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS I'M SOO FUCKING WEAK FOR THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i play with my own hair as a stim anyway but when somebody else does it🥴🥴🥴 i'm thinking abt my weddings vows.

96. what’s the first thing you think of when you wake up most mornings?

very basic but... coffee!!!!!! i love the morning coffee routine so so much idk it tastes so much better in the mornings.........

interview the mayor

[bbael]

:D (if you’d like :3 love you a lot 🖤🖤🖤)

(But also lovesong 😳)

[heimonas]

94

"But, but that was long ago / Now my consolation is in the stardust of a song / Beside the garden wall / When stars are bright, you are in my arms"

[urbanangel222]

i am simply a girl your honor <3

[angclnumber]

CLOSED STARTER FOR: @morangcs ! BASED ON: this plot !

"I REALLY LIKE YOU ." elm blurts out despite herself . she can feel her skin getting warm at the words, and even that is probably a sign that she maybe can't do this . she looks up at her and finds herself looking right back down . whether it's in guilt or shyness she can't even tell anymore . "like more than i thought i would . a lot more than i thought i would ." elm hesitates a moment before meeting her eyes and adding, "i know that sounds like it might be an insult but i swear it's a compliment ."

[ellecdc]

HIII, I wanted to know if I could request a poly marauders x festy slytherin reader.Something of how they started or whatever you have inspiration for.I would love another part of that, if you feel up to it. Hope you are taking care of yourself <3

feisty/slytherin reader x poly!marauders is actually my favourite thing to write (followed closely by any ship with whimsical reader) so I was more than happy to whip this up for you! Thanks for requesting! 🫶

poly!marauders x feisty, fem, Slytherin!reader

p1 // p2 // p3

CW: werewolf prejudice, making fun of possible birth defects due to Pureblood's being terribly inbred, swearing

Remus felt that generally, he was a very understanding person. And not just in a compassionate way, but also in a sense that he just understands a lot of things.

He understands Sirius’ need to defy his family whilst simultaneously looking after his brother as if his life depended on it.

He understands James’ need to make sure everyone around him feels as loved as humanly possible, even if it’s at his own expense. 

He understands that Gryffindor’s hate Slytherin’s, but he also understands that not all Slytherin’s are horrible, prejudiced racists.

He understands everyone makes fun of Hufflepuffs for being soft and emotional, but he also understands that Hufflepuffs can be some of the most heartless, ruthless friends you can have.

What Remus has had a hard time understanding, however, was his boyfriends’ sudden interest in you.

Remus could admit that you were quite attractive, but you were also sort of…terrifying?

“What have you boys done?” Lily murmured in quiet horror (quiet awe if you asked James).

“We pranked Slytherin!” Sirius said jovially, as if Lily had somehow missed that key piece of information. 

“I can see that, Sirius.” She said like one might speak to a small child who was quite dumb. “But on portrait day?”

Sirius smiled smugly as he watched Slytherin’s enter the Great Hall for their school portraits. As they passed through the door, they were unknowingly walking under a charmed mistletoe (which was very difficult to find this time of year, thanks James very much) which turned their green and silver robes and ties to a beautiful red and gold. 

The best part is some students still hadn’t noticed yet, and another amazing part was that those who had noticed couldn’t figure out how to turn it back.

“Mr. Black, Mr. Potter, Mr. Pettigrew, and Mr. Lupin. I suppose the four of you have no idea who may be behind this prank?” Professor McGonagall challenged as she looked down her nose at them sitting at the Gryffindor table.

Sirius smirked as he responded “Why, not a clue Minnie. But I’ll keep my eye out and let you know if I see any mischief makers.”

McGonagall let out a long suffering sigh as she took five points from Gryffindor for improper address of a professor. 

“You rotten dugbogs.” Remus heard you screech before he saw you. He had the good sense to cringe as you stormed up to their table whilst Sirius and James grinned enthusiastically. 

“Why hello Y/N, my beautiful angel.” James greeted as Sirius let out a sultry “Don’t you just look smashing in red.” Accompanied by a wink.

“I don’t know what you sods have done, and quite frankly, I don’t care about the rest of them; but you will fix this.” You spat angrily gesturing to your faux Gryffindor uniform.

“But that would be such a crime, dollface.” Sirius lamented.

“You can’t expect us to mess with perfection.” James added.

You shot your hand out and grabbed James’ collar, pulling his face to yours until your noses were nearly touching. 

“I swear to Salazar himself, Potter, if you do not change my robes back, I will cut your dick off and charm it to your forehead so you walk around looking like a limp-dick unicorn. Change. It. Back.”

Your voice was low and threatening, and Peter actually gulped as he hid behind Remus. But looking at James’ face pressed up to yours, you would have thought you had just serenaded him with the greatest love song known to man.

“You have such beautiful eyes.” He murmured in awe. Remus was certain he could see steam forming behind said beautiful eyes, but before it could shoot out of your ears, Sirius came to your rescue.

“Very right, Prongs. She does have beautiful eyes. Unfortunately, I believe her usual green does compliment them better than the red.” Sirius said lasciviously as he cast the counter charm to return your robes to their rightful colour.

You looked down at your form before looking back at the boys skeptically. You seemed only then to realize you were still holding onto James’ collar like a vice and dropped it. Remus almost chuckled at the look of loss that crossed James’ face.

“Right.” You said and cleared your throat, backing away from them as if you weren't fully trusting what just happened. “Thank you.”

Sirius’ head actually reared back in surprise at your thanks and James beamed.

“Anytime angel, truly.” 

James’ pet name seemed to snap you out of whatever trance you’d been in as you narrowed your eyes at him. “Don’t call me that.”

“Terribly sorry, my love.” He relented.

You groaned in exasperation and carried on towards the Slytherin table.

“Isn’t she lovely?” James whispered in awe, eyes still glued to your form as you bodily shoved Evan Rosier out of what Remus could only assume you had dubbed as your seat at the Slytherin table and sat down. 

“Try bloody terrifying.” Peter shivered in horror as he finally extricated himself from behind Remus. 

“Oi! Don’t talk about our future missus that way, Wormy.” Sirius squawked and swatted at the poor sod with his copy of the Daily Prophet.

“Is he wrong, though?” Remus asked as he let out his own breath of relief.

“Don ‘t worry moons,” James murmured into Remus’ cheek as he pressed his nose into the werewolf’s hair line. “She’ll win you over soon.”

Remus wasn’t so sure.

You were the only Slytherin photographed in proper uniform that day. 

A few weeks later found Remus sitting horrifyingly uncomfortable in Defense Against the Dark Arts as they moved on to the unit featuring Werewolves.

James sat on his right, and though the shaking of his knee under the table gave away his nerves, he spent the entire class rubbing soothing circles along the back of Remus’ hand with his thumb.

Sirius, sitting on Remus’ left, was incredibly stiff and clearly poised to fight if given the chance which did nothing to ease Remus’ discomfort. It also didn’t help that they shared this period with the 6th and 7th year Slytherin’s.

He just wanted this day to be over.

“Why are we even talking about this?” Mulciber sneered, interrupting the professor as they discussed elements of the Wolfsbane potion. 

“What is your question, Mr. Mulciber?” The professor drawled out in a bored tone.

“Why bother discussing werewolves? The lot of them should be culled anyway; euthanize them on site for all I care.” He spat, earning snickers from Avery, Goyle, and Snape. 

Sirius sucked in a breath in preparation of a verbal (and possibly physical, should he be so lucky) spar when Remus dug his nails into Sirius’ thigh. “Please, Pads.” He begged quietly; voice taught with emotions.

Sirius let out a pained sigh and leaned back further into his chair.

“Funny, Mulciber.” A bored tone commented, “I was just thinking the same about you and your lot.”

Remus, James, and Sirius all turned to see the majority of the eyes in the room already on you, though you never bothered lifting your head from your textbook.

“Care to repeat that, L/N?” Mulciber sneered, sitting up in his chair as if ready to lunge at you if necessary.

You lifted your bored gaze from your book and stared at him head on. “Do I need to repeat myself, Mulciber? Mummy and daddy kept it too close in the family tree, huh?” You murmured in faux sympathy. “I was just thinking, most of the Sacred Twenty-Eight ought to be culled. That would save the wizarding world a whole lot of trouble.”

“How dare you compare me to some filthy half-breed. My family is royalty compared to those disgusting creatures.” Avery shouted.

“The only one acting like a disgusting creature here is the likes of you tossers.” You shouted back.

“Alright.” The professor tried (not very hard, albeit) to quell the quickly spiralling discussion.

“I could hardly look at myself in a mirror if I’d been tainted with a curse like lycanthropy.” Snape sneered, pointedly facing the Marauders across the room. Sirius burned with shame and protectiveness, being the reason Snape knew Remus’ secret and the overwhelming need to defend his lover. Remus took that moment to dig his nails into Sirius' thigh again, pinning him to his seat.

“Are you sure, Snape? Are you sure you wouldn’t rather live a life with lycanthropy than have to look at that mug of yours in the mirror every day.” You drawled.

“You insolent little bitch.”

“Hey!” James finally shouted from across the room, far more stern than Remus can ever remember seeing the boy. But you carried on, completely undeterred. 

“I’d bet ten thousand galleons that not one werewolf ever asked to be a werewolf, yet you wake up each and every morning actively choosing to be the ugliest, most hateful, vile, disgusting beasts known to mankind. That is what is despicable. That is what should be euthanized on site.” Your voice grew louder and louder with each word until you were standing behind your desk and punctuating each word with a slam of your fist against the table in front of you. 

“Alright, that’s enough.” The professor finally called; tone booming across the lecture hall intoning no nonsense. 

“Mr. Mulciber, Mr. Snape, and Miss. L/N. Detention with me this evening.”

The Slytherin boys all scoffed and cursed under their breath whilst you offered a bored shrug of your shoulders, returning to your textbook as though this was just a run of the mill day for you.

The boys had been absolutely right; you just won over the affections of one Remus John Lupin.