#i wanna see them TRAIN LIKE THE SEXY BITCHES THEY ARE

[himbosandhardwear]

Steddie I Different First Meeting I Lollapalooza/Musician AU I 1.6k I SFW I Side Buckingham

Chrissy is talking but Eddie only catches every fourth word. It's not his fault, the guy walking in front of them is wearing the shortest possible shorts one could wear in public and not get arrested, and the back of his thighs, and the rest of him as far as Eddie can tell, are covered in little brown beauty marks. It's like walking behind a sexy train wreck. 

“So what do you think?”

“Mmm?”

“Eddie! This is important! Pay attention.”

He finally looks away. “Yeah. Italian. Whatever.”

She rolls her eyes. “I already decided on dinner, you jackass. I'm talking about going home for Thanksgiving.”

That's a huge no. He scrunches his nose to indicate how stupid an idea he thinks that is. 

Before she can further berate him, the guy and his girlfriend stop at a random door and walk inside. He's devastated. His soulmate, lost forever! 

“Oh, that's actually on our list!” Chrissy says, stopping him with an arm. “You wanna just go now?”

Eddie's so in his own head he doesn't understand what she's talking about until he reads the door and sees ‘Medieval Torture Museum.’ 

Eddie has a full blown joy filled conniption on the sidewalk. “Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.” He grabs her and shoves her towards the door.

“Asshole, this is silk,” she mumbles. 

He ignores her. His mole-covered soulmate is still in line, so Eddie gets to stand directly behind him while they wait. His hair is so swoopy. He wants to jam his fingers in it and fuck it up.

“Welcome to the Medieval Torture Museum,” a woman standing at the podium drones in a manner fitting a 70 year old Walmart greeter. “Please no flash photography and watch your step. Have a great time.”

Eddie watches as Soul Mate and his girlfriend make eye contact and attempt not to giggle. It's exactly the same thing he and Chrissy just did behind them. 

Once it's their turn to pay and get their little stickers, Eddie is already foaming at the mouth to follow up the stairs. Chris dicks around, struggling to figure out where to put her sticker. Eddie swears at her under his breath while his Soul Mate gets away.

“It's silk, Eddie!”

Fed up, he takes the sticker from her, baps it onto her forehead, and runs away.

He's glad he left her when he gets to the top of the stairs in time to hear Soul Mate mutter, “I'd pay a drug lord to do that to my dad.”

His girlfriend answers, “I'll do it for twenty bucks and first pick out of his wine cellar.”

They shake on it in front of the mannequin display of a Columbian Necktie.

Eddie is more in love than ever. 

“That's not medieval,” Chrissy points out when she meets them upstairs. She's unbuttoned the blouse enough for Eddie to see the sticker is now stuck to her collarbone. 

“If you're gonna get nit-picky, I'm pushing you back down the stairs.”

She gives him a doubtful look. “Daria down there would save me.”

He huffs a laugh. 

They catch up with his new boyfriend as they stand critiquing the Impaling wall, he follows as subtle as he can through the next room too. Luckily, there are other people mingling about, so Eddie doesn't look too obvious, but it's imperative he stay close enough to hear every comment made.

“That would fix me,” the guy says a lot, especially at the display of a man having his head squeezed until his eye pops out. Eddie can relate, he gets migraines too. 

He does get distracted when Chrissy opens the door to the giant metal bull, because he can't miss the opportunity to try to shove her inside. She wails, kicking him directly in the dick. He drops her in favor of dry heaving the pain away. It's totally worth it because he catches Soul Mate watching. 

“Don't even think about it,” Soul Mate’s girlfriend says. 

Soul mate scoffs. “Like you'd even fit.”

“Bitch!�� 

They wander off.

Eddie waddles after, slowly.

He's reading a plaque about flaying when he hears the two of them mutter, “Henderson,” at the same time. He turns and finds them high fiving over a display of a guy with his tongue nailed to a board. 

“Is this a sex thing?” Chrissy asks, holding up a metal cock plate with spikes attached. 

“Without a doubt. I'd venture to say most of this stuff is. Also remind me to have something like this guy drawn up for wardrobe,” he wiggles the one with a boar on the front, “it's so me.”

“Ugh, you're the worst.” 

He stops giggling when he looks up to find Soul Mate looking him up and down, not in a ‘I must have you’ kinda way but a ‘I know you from somewhere’ way. He's not a fan, that's for sure, a fan would've clocked him right away, stupid ball cap on or not. He's sweating his ass off in a sleeveless tank top and jeans, and his tattoos are fairly recognizable. 

Eddie, not shy in the least, gives him a little wave, wiggling the metal boar dildo at him. “How about this guy? Think he'd fix ya?”

The guy chokes on a laugh, embarrassed to be caught looking but not so much that he looks away. “Only one way to find out,” he manages to say just loud enough for Eddie to hear, not so loud that the entire room hears it. 

His girlfriend slaps his bicep. “Don't flirt with Eddie Munson!” She hisses. Not in a ‘you're standing next to your girlfriend’ kind of way but in a ‘flirting with famous rock stars is ill advised’ kinda way.

Hope springs eternal! “No, do. Do flirt with Eddie Munson,” Eddie, shameless in the face of possible love, says back.

Soul Mate moves closer. “Eddie Munson? The Coffin guy? Melted Coffin? You're the Melted Coffin guy?” 

Despite the lack of musical awareness, Eddie is still smitten. “Sure. Melted Coffin.”

Chrissy snickers at his elbow. “Does that make you guys one half of Spoon Goons?”

“Ha!” Soul Mate's girlfriend cackles, holding up a hand for a high five. 

Chrissy gives her a demure tap, actually blushing, like the useless lesbian she is.

“What's a Spoon Goon? Are you guys drug dealers? Why would she know you and I don't?”

Chrissy rolls her eyes up at him, the ‘I lament ever being nice to you in high school, you are embarrassing me’ look.

“They're in Scoops Troop, dumb ass. You've never seen them before because you don't listen to pop music.” She turns back to her new crush. “Sorry, he's allergic to dance beats. Also,” she looks back up at him, “where do you think your drugs come from? The Drug Fairy?”

“That was my nickname in High School,” he quips. 

“It wasn't but it might as well have been.”

Eddie turns back to his Soul Mate and holds out a hand. “Eddie Munson.”

Soul Mate wastes no time shaking, grip firm, hands huge. “Steve Harrington.” He takes his hand away to backhand his friend in the shoulder. “This is Robin. Buckley. Platonic Soul Mate and huge cock block.”

“Huge Cock Block was my nickname in High School,” she says, shaking Eddie's hand and then Chrissy’s.

“Cunningham, Chrissy.” 

“Holy shit!” Robin exclaims. “You're Christine Cunningham? Wait, of course you are, oh my god, I heard all about what you did to Axel Rose last year. That was fucking epic.”

Chrissy, still holding Robin's hand, goes scarlet red. “Oh. Ha. Yeah, he's a dill weed.”

Robin gives her an unwarranted snort. Though calling Axel Rose a dill weed is pretty accurate, it's probably the tamest thing he's ever been called.

Eddie glances over at Steve. They share a look. ‘Can you believe how useless lesbians are?’ 

Eddie nods toward their still clasped hands, pointing out the total lack of awareness on both of their parts. Steve snorts. 

The girls go on a tangent of their least favorite artists to tour with, which is when Eddie gets while the gettin’s good and starts scooting away, Steve equally cat-like beside him. They back toward the next room, side by side, until they bump into a mannequin display of various ways to tickle someone to insanity. 

“Huh,” Steve mumbles, distracted from their getaway. “That can't be right. That claw thing just looks like it would feel good.”

“I'm pretty sure I have one of those at home.”

Steve glances over. “Oh yeah? Where's home?”

“Currently, L.A. Originally? Bout an hour south of Indianapolis.”

Steve's eyes light up. “No shit? I'm from an hour north of Indianapolis!”

“That's insane.” 

“Seriously. Ha.” He plays with the rope contraption on the Blood Eagle display. “You guys are playing tomorrow night, right?”

“Yeah. Nine o'clock. You guys?”

“Sunday at Four.”

Eddie nods, files that away. “The girls are probably gonna fall in love and try to move in together, you know that right?”

Steve shrugs. “We're in Sacramento at the moment, LA wouldn't be a stretch. I'm a wiz at U-Hauling at this point.” 

“Good. So we should do our best to support them. Fucking immediately is probably the best course of action, you know, just to make sure we're compatible.”

Steve doesn't look over but Eddie sees his lips get tucked in, trying to smash his smile down. “You had me at ‘weird torture pig dildo.’”

“You had me out on the sidewalk, I would've followed you down a manhole.”

“Play your cards right, you still might.”

“I love you.”

They're still making eyes at each other when the girls catch up.

“Eddie, Robin and Steve are coming to dinner with us.”

“Yeah they are,” he agrees immediately, throwing an arm around Steve's shoulder.

“Did you know their drummer doesn't have any collarbones?” Chrissy says as they make their way back toward the front stairs.

“Holy fuck, Cunningham, I'm already a sure thing, you don't have to keep selling it.”

[isawritesshit]

I ACCIDENTALLY WROTE SOMETHING AND NOW I WANNA CONTINUE IT PLEASE HELP

Okay, so now that I have your attention, remember how I said I was gonna continue my Gojo series over the weekend?

(Btw, if you want, prologue and first chapter are up on that story so you can go read it and then come back to harrass me about not continuing it for forever because I have writer's block)

Well... I may or may not have come up with another Gojo series...

It's kinda an AU of the series I have already started. Basically, our lovely and sexy reader is actually a daughter of the Kamo Clan leader and had been betrothed to Gojo from a young age (yes, this is gonna be one of those arranged marriage things). Reader is basically trained to become the perfect wife for him, essentially mental abuse and being told her whole life that the best way to serve her family was to become an object for him.

So, when Reader goes home with Gojo after their wedding, she expects him to basically be what she was trained for him to be (demanding, a bitch, etc.). However, what Reader doesn't know, is that Gojo has been in love with Reader since he first saw her when they were children, and basically, he teaches the reader to love herself. Plus, there's going to be plot involved.

I'm gonna put what I have for the prologue under the cut. Tell me if y'all wanna see more of this because I low-key just might write it anyways :)

cw: obv themes of force/arranged marriage, hints of mental abuse, mentions of sex, but overall mostly fluffy.

People would say that if there was one thing that Gojo Satoru was not, it would be committed. Not in all ways, however. Satoru was very committed to his sorcery, to the protection of ordinary people and the balance of the their world and the jujutsu one. It was relationships that he struggled with. Yes, he had always had an authority problem, both growing up and even now, so his relationships with jujutsu elders and other clan leaders were never good to begin with, especially when he became a clan leader himself and took up the title as “The World’s Strongest Sorcerer”. However, his friends? Sure he cared deeply for them, but he could never show them that, lest he risk the possibility of them getting hurt for that same reason. Lovers? Absolutely not. They would last a week at best, hence why his friends would say he had commitment issues. 

But not many people knew that Gojo was betrothed to be married, and if there was one thing that he could say that he was committed to, it was that. 

And not just because he knew that the responsibility of upholding the Gojo Clan’s honor and survival was on his shoulders, but also for a reason no one could have predicted. 

The first time Satoru had seen his future bride, they were both young, too young to understand why each of their parents were sitting across from one another, why the most important members of the Kamo clan were staring him down when he was barely five years old. But then his parents asked to see you, and that’s when everything changed. 

You were brought into the room by a caregiver and left in between the two families like you were some kind of meal. A veil-like mask covered the front of your face from the nose down. Your wide eyes looked about. First at your caregiver, who stepped out of the room with a bow, then to your parents, who didn’t even look back at you, then to his parents, and then, finally, to him, the only other child in the room. 

Gojo Satoru didn’t know it at the time, but it was at that moment that he had fallen in love with you. That same day, it was agreed upon that the two of you would wed when he was 25 and shortly after you turned 24. That seemed like such a long time, but… Satoru decided that maybe he would try to get to know you when he saw you next. 

Unfortunately, that wasn’t possible. Both of your families kept each of you on a tight leash, and neither were inclined to meet with one another just because the Gojo heir wanted to see his bride. They were rival clans after all, with a long history of vendettas and alliances. 

However, just because Satoru saw you once didn’t mean he stopped thinking of you. Even as a pre-teen, he sounded your name in his head, sometimes aloud when he was alone. Kamo (Y/N). It was one of the few things he knew about you, other than what your eyes looked like. He knew that those eyes had likely changed over the years since the first time he saw you, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t think about them. About you. 

There were a few other things Satoru knew about you. You were the only daughter of Arao Kamo, the Kamo Clan head. Not only that, you were the youngest child and had three older brothers, all of whom he had never met before. He would take in what his parents would tell him about you, though it wasn’t much. Only that you had a different cursed technique from the blood manipulation that ran strong in the Kamo line, and that you were naturally beautiful for your age. 

But Satoru wanted to know more. He wanted to know what your interests were and if they were similar to his. He wanted to know more about your cursed technique and what kind of training you had received. He knew that you would receive some kinds of etiquette and liberal arts education, as was normal for daughters of the clans to do, but did you like any of those things? What foods do you like? How have you grown? 

What did the rest of your face look like? That was the question that replayed constantly in his head after Satoru was notified that him and his parents were to meet with you again to make some further updates to the arrangement. Maybe this would be his chance for him to finally speak with you, to get to know you. 

But it was just the same as before, only this time, the both of you were 13. There was no caregiver to bring you in, and no other Kamo representatives other than your mother and father, whom you sat beside. 

Satoru remembered staring at you the whole time, taking you in. His parents didn’t lie. You were beautiful and he hadn’t even seen all of you, and you also carried yourself maturely for a young girl. Your eyes had changed, of course, more grown but still just as wide and lively as he remembered. Your face was no longer obscured by a mask, and instead, you held a delicate fan that matched the kimono you wore, covering your face as you listened intently while your parents spoke, but never speaking yourself. 

You never once looked in his direction.

The meeting concluded before he knew it had begun. His parents had needed confirmation of your fertility, since they were to be among the first to be notified when you started your cycle. However, in an offer that was a bit unexpected, your father had requested that the marriage date be moved up five years, to which his parents agreed. That part made Satoru ecstatic. Instead of waiting 12 years, he now would only have to wait seven. 

And with that, you bowed and departed behind your parents, swift and silent. Satoru tried not to look like he was running as he tried to catch another glimpse at you when his parents excused him, but when he peered out the nearest window that overlooked the front lawn where you had arrived, you were already gone. 

And so, Satoru would go another seven years. Another seven years of thinking of you, dreaming of you, wondering what you looked like behind your fan and cosmetics. He had hoped to see you enrolled in the same class as him at Jujutsu Tech, though he knew for a fact that you most likely would not be. Your parents, more so your father, he realized, protected and sheltered you more than ever after that second meeting. He had expected you not to show up to that first day of school, but when that first day was over and you actually didn’t, a small part of his heart still sank. 

Satoru did take some females to bed during the next seven years you spent apart, mostly out of curiosity as to what sex felt like, but also by persuasion of his friends. However, his friends would get confused as to why he would never allow those girls to stay the next morning, or why he would insist on wearing a condom even when they gave him permission to finish inside. He would give the excuse (thought it really was the truth) that he actually wasn’t that interested, or that he also wanted to protect against STDs (the latter was a great insult that had women storming out on him, to his relief). In reality, he wanted his first real time, his first enjoyable time, to be with you. Even if he was allowed to take on any amounts of lovers he wanted both in marriage and out of it, he felt guilty knowing that you had to save yourself for him. So, in a way, he was saving himself for you too. 

As the years came closer and closer, he began to think of you more, trying to subtly gather more information on you, to little avail. He knew that this pining and longing could be considered childish, but he didn’t care. Was it wrong to want to come to love, to already be in love, with the person he was to spend the rest of his life and create a family with? Satoru certainly didn’t think so. However, that didn’t mean he was without restraint. After his parents had passed and the mantle of the Gojo Clan leader was given to him, he didn’t try or demand to see you. After all, the two of you could still be considered strangers. Hell that is what you were, he had to remind himself. He figured it would be best to keep you with your family and not disturb your current life, especially since you would be seeing your family less once you came to live with him (but also because he didn’t want you to see him as some obsessed maniac). He decided he would be patient and wait, which would make your first real meeting with him all the more sweeter. 

Those seven years passed by too fast, he realized as he stood in the center of a magnificent shrine in what could have been the most spectacular and slightly uncomfortable outfit he had ever worn. Your family surrounded him on almost all sides as they awaited your arrival at sunset. Your parents and brothers sat off to one side of the room, and he could feel their eyes on him the entire hour that he stood there. After what seemed like an eternity, your headpiece peaked slowly over the hill as you ascended the path to the shrine. He held his breath. 

He noticed your eyes again first. 

They were downcast, melancholy, almost near lifeless. Not the lively pools of color he remembered and saw so often in his dreams. Your blank expression was such a contrast to the splendor of your being. Indeed, he thought that he was being pledged to a goddess, with the way your updone hair and headpiece played in the golden sunlight, the way the whites, golds, and reds of your wedding kimono and wraps made you look like a princess, and the way your face, your whole face, looked like it was extracted from a star. To put simply, you were the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen. 

Finally, you found your place beside him, your hands clasped in the folds of your long sleeves. It took you standing this close to realize how much smaller you were than him, though he immediately recognized how your face and demeanor had shaped into womanhood since he last saw you. He would catch glimpses of you when he could throughout the ceremony, taking in more of the newest features that you had laid out for him. His heart was beating rapidly, hoping that you would look back at him at least once. 

But you never did, even when you presented one another with ceremonial wine or when you took his arm to leave the shrine for the reception dinner that was filled to the brim with Kamo Clan members and other officials. As soon as you both entered that reception, your fan was over your face. You didn’t say a word to him the whole time, so he never said anything to you. 

A cold sweat had laid itself over Satoru as you said goodbye to your family members. It wasn’t the type of goodbye that he would expect a family to give to their only daughter. There was no affection, no emotion shown, as if leaving your family was merely another ceremony. And then you turned back to him, eyes still looking down of course, and got into his car without a word. 

Satoru could tell that something was wrong and off about you. Sure, you had carried yourself gracefully throughout the entire evening. Every movement you had made between walking and eating and sitting was done to absolute perfection. Maybe it was those monotone movements that were his first sign. No, it wasn’t that. It had to be your eyes. Why were they always so emotionless? Why did you never look up at him? What had happened to you since the last time he saw you?

At least your fan wasn’t up. That he could be thankful for. Satoru sighed. He couldn’t help but feel like the happiest day of his life, the one where he finally got to be with the girl he had loved for 15 years, was the saddest day of your own. He wanted to ask about it so bad, now that he had you alone, but he didn’t. He would just look at you ever so often as you watched the scenery pass by through the car window. Maybe this was your way of taking everything in, and he didn't want to disrupt that. He trusted that you would talk when you were ready.

He waited for you to say something, but you remained silent as the car stopped and he walked you up the stairs to the front door of his home estate. Your new home. In a perfect world, in what he had imagined previously, you would have been smiling and excited as he picked you up to walk you through the doorway. In that world, you would have hugged and kissed him as he twirled you around and around in your own private celebration. The door closing behind him brought him back to reality. You stood in the center of his grand foyer, taking in dark polished wood and rich splendor of your new dwelling place. The space was only illuminated by shaded lamps and a dim glass chandelier. A new couch, your couch, was against one wall, one of the many of your belongings that had been moved in a week ago. Satoru decided to sit on that couch while you stood in the center of the room, looking down, not moving. 

He couldn’t take this anymore. It was like you treated the floor as if it were the most interesting thing in the world. As if he, your new husband, wasn’t sitting ten feet away from you. He even considered the possibility of you being deaf or mute for a moment. No, he didn’t know what to do, other than speak to you. But what to say? Are you feeling okay? Are you happy? Sad? Were your clothes uncomfortable? How come you didn’t speak or look at him? At anyone? Was it something you were afraid of? Were you afraid of…

That had to be it. 

“Are you afraid of me?”

(please lmk what you guys think)

[vintagesage123]

Fired Gojo x Reader

its been 2 years but i'm back, see you in another two maybe

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That was it, really. No thank you for the years of torture no i'm sorry for all the stress i've put you through over the last 5 years of your life, no of course not, the asshole couldn't even come and tell me he was firing me himself.

All i was provided with was the cardboard box that I was supposed to put my things in. Fuck that, if they want me gone they can pack it them self. I've spent 5 years working my ass off in this company, i'm not spending another second in this hell hole.

16 hours later:

Something does't feel right, my head feels as if my brain is fighting to get out, my legs are like jelly, the hot body pressed to me from behind, and oh yeah that man's arm around me. Wait who the hell is that? ''Good morning sexy'' he smirks against my neck. Oh shit, i know that voice, I can already see that smirk just by the tone of his voice. Please tell me i didn't sleep with my old boss, please tell me i didn't sleep with Gojo Satoru.

i turn slowly around and see him, those blue eyes meet mine, still smiling of course. ''so... you wanna order in or should we go out?'' Oh no.

8 hours earlier

There was a banging on my door, I didn't order food did i?. I'm pretty drunk but i think id remember that. Slowly i peep through the hole in my door and see none other than Gojo. Fuck fuck fuck. What if I just pretend i'm not home?

''I know your in there'' Fuck my life.

I groan and open the door '' what do you want?''

''Nice outfit'' i'm wearing a hoodie and pj shorts. He pushes past me into my apartment. ''I have your stuff''

''What stuff?''

''The stuff you left on your desk before you stormed out, obviously'' he puts the box down on my kitchen island.

''Oh well why didn't you just get one of your underlings to bring it, like the way you got one of them to fire me'' i say ''and I also didn't storm out''

''You didn't storm out? then why did James tell me you cursed him out and oh... stormed out'' he laughs at his own joke.

''Whatever, we are done now, i don't have to pretend I like you and you can hire some early twenties bimbo to take my place''

He leans back on the island ''okay firstly'' he holds one finger up ''I didn't fire you for that reason, but thanks for the bimbo tip'' he holds his second finger up ''secondly if i wanted some eye candy I would have kept you, and your also good at your job so that's a bonus''

I step in front of him still a bit flustered from his comment ''Then why did you fire me''

''Your attitude'' he smirks

''My attitude'' i laugh at that ''my attitude, you were the one calling me at 3:30am to see if i could finish the work you didn't bother to get done, and i always got it done''

He leans down to my face ''You did, not very well but you did''

This ass ''Maybe because I don't have a business degree, and oh, IT WAS THREE THIRTY OR LATER''

''Yeahhhh, maybe that's why, anyways, whatcha doinggg'' he looks past my shoulder and sees the half drank bottle of alcohol ''Rough night huh''

''Fuck off'' I make my way to my couch and pour myself another drink.

''Woah, i thought your attitude was bad before, now your a full blown bitch. Keep that up and you might turn me on'' he makes his way over to sit beside me and pours himself a drink''

''What the hell is wrong with you'' i laugh.

''Oh my God'' he looks to me shocked.

''What, what is it!?'' i freeze.

''Your face doesn't crack when you smile''

''What is wrong with you, seriously, i thought there was an axe murder behind me'' I exhale.

He grabs the remote ''what are we watching, fight club, planet of the apes ohhh bullet train?''

I think of telling him to go home but that would be more work than just dealing with his presence ''uhhh bullet train''

It's about an hour in. He has spread himself out on the couch, the bottle's empty and we are pretty drunk. In this light hes kinda hot, well he was always hot, but tonight is the first time iv'e actually looked, like really looked. As I'm looking at him he catches me in the side of his eye. Oh no hes going to make a big deal out of this isn't he''

''See something you like'' he smirks

''Yeah Aaron Taylor Johnson is pretty hot''

''Anything else you like?'' he looks at me with that big cheshire grin.

''I mean Brad Pitt is pretty nice to look at'' he rolls his eyes at that. I almost feel like laughing.

''Sure you don't see anything else'' he grabs my thigh. What the fuck.

''No not really'' i gulp, there's no hiding how nervous i am now.

''Just relax, we've both had a pretty shitty day, why not relax?'' he lifts his hand up higher until hes almost touching me. Oh my god.

''If i say yes this doesn't mean anything, okay'' Is this a good idea, probably not, but i'm drunk and really fucking horny so fuck it.

He pulls me onto his lap ''You say no its a no, you say yes its a yes, you say its nothing then its nothing, what you say goes''

''Fuck it'' i pull him down to me and kiss him, and oh fuck he tastes good, like mint and alcohol.

He's holding me by my hips and grinding me down onto him, hes already hard ''fuck your so hot'' he says making his way down my neck. He picks me up from under my thighs ''where is your bedroom''

''Straight down the hall first left'' he drops me on the bed and crawls between my legs slowly pulling my shorts and panties down.

''Fuck, how long has it been baby, your soaking'' i really don't want to give him that answer, so I ignore him.

He puts his tongue on my lips and i already feel like i'm about to burst and he hasn't even gone near my clit ''Satoru'' i moan.

''How long baby, i wont lick you again if you don't tell me''

This asshole ''I don't know like...three years''

His smile drops ''how are you alive''

''Not all of us have a sex addiction'' he licks my clit this time and fuccckkk.

''I don't have a sex addiction'' he keeps licking''

''How many times have you called me late at night to 'leave to deal with a work emergency' because you wanted to get away from a woman'' he nips my thigh. ''Ow Satoru'' i hiss.

''I love it when you say my name'' he slides two fingers in me and it doesn't take him long to find that spot.

My legs start to shake and my thighs clamp around his head and then i'm seeing stars. Fuck i'm cumming already. He's good, easily my best, ill never tell him that of course.

When i think he's done he keeps going, overstimulating me ''wait Satoru, it's to much'' i moan out.

''How are you supposed to expect me to stop when you say my name like that, anyways I need to get you ready for me'' not long after he says that does he draw circles on my clit with that magic tongue and fuck i'm seeing stars again.

''Satoru'' i moan. Finally he pulls away from me. He pulls my hoodie over my head and see's i'm not wearing anything under it.

''Fuckkkkkk'' he kisses my neck and make his way down to my nipple and takes the left one in his mouth, letting me grind myself on his thigh.

He pulls himself back up to kneel in between my thighs ''I to be in you'' he pulls his fly down ''do you have protection''

''I haven't had sex in four years, so no'' this idiot

He smiles at me, what the hell is he smiling at ''thought you said three years''

''Shut up'' i grit out ''i'm on the pill, just pull out''

I've never seen this man smile more than after that sentence ''fuck yes baby'' he rips off his shirt and pulls down his sweatpants and fuck, no wonder these women keep coming back, easily 8 inches and fat to. Maybe he was right in making sure i was ready, this one time he was right.

''You ready baby'' he says stroking himself and lining himself up to my entrance.

I nod and that's all the confirmation he needs, he pushes himself in all the way ''fuckkkk baby your so fucking tight'' and fuckkkkk, hes right again, It's hitting just right, no man's fingers let alone his cock could hit that deep, but here the one man i thought I'd never sleep with is eight inches deep and i'm loving every second of it.

He starts thrusting at a slowed pace but doesn't take long to build up a rough fast pace. He lifts my legs up to my shoulder's and if i didn't think he was hitting the spot before, he sure is now.

He's not shy about showing how he enjoys sex, hes moaning and grunting just as much as me and it's turning me on more than i've ever been turned on before. He throws his head back in pure bliss ''Fuck baby, where is it''

I can't even think when hes hammering into that spot ''where's what'' i moan in between his thrusts.

''Your vibrator, you haven't had a cock in four years, you definitely have one'' he smiles. I stare at him in shock, how does know that.

''Em, in the nightstand'' without pulling out he grabs the bullet from the nightstand and puts it over my left nipple ''FUCK'' i moan.

Slowly he brings the vibrator down to my clit and in less than a minute i'm seeing stars. He doesn't stop there, he keeps abusing that spot and my clit. The only noises in the room is our skin and moans and before long i'm coming around him again. ''Fuck baby your so hot when you cum''

Tears are streaming down my face from the overstimulation, fuck its all to much, hes to much. ''Come on baby, just one more beautiful'' he lets my legs down and lays above me ''your so sexy baby he says kissing my neck comforting me ''your okay just give me one more''

''Satoru'' i moan and i'm cumming with him.

8 hours later:

Oh yeah that happened

note:

This is the second story i've written so the grammar and pacing might be a bit off but hope you enjoy and please id love some constructive criticism.

another note:

In this story i talked about pulling out, if your having sex pulling out doesn't work, please be careful and use protection.

[munchmemes]

the northern boys lyrics, all songs edition

❛ don't wanna fall in love, i just wanna get fucked. ❜ ❛ when i go, will my loved ones miss me? well, the answer's no. ❜ ❛ no, don't talk to me unless it's an emergency. ❜ ❛ i gotta go, i gotta take a number three. that's a piss and a shit and a wank. ❜ ❛ i tried crack once, i just wanted to test it. ❜ ❛ it's party time, get your drugs out. ❜ ❛ if you wanna make love, get your muffs out. ❜ ❛ call me grandad cause i fucked your nan. ❜ ❛ i know you think that this is a game but it's not. now watch me walk away. ❜ ❛ i'm a love machine, i don't know when to stop. ❜ ❛ do you wanna make love to a sad old man? ❜ ❛ you can find me in the club, fucking it up. ❜ ❛ now i look so pretty, i'm a million bucks. ❜ ❛ if you see me cry, you better walk on by 'cause i don't wanna share the pain that's inside. ❜ ❛ five foot nine in my six inch boots. ❜ ❛ i'm an angry man but i'm a soft old sod. ❜ ❛ don't need a girlfriend or a stable job. i'll be sitting on the bog, just hobbing a wonk. ❜ ❛ no need to drive. i just drop to my hands and feet and scuttle like a beetle. ❜ ❛ listen up, pal. i could die right now. ❜ ❛ i'm gonna robot dance while i take my shirt off. ❜ ❛ one time for the ladies. one time for the men. one time for everyone in-between, yes, you gotta love them. ❜ ❛ raising a glass to the gays and bi's and the trans and the girls and the big bald men. ❜ ❛ you better not assume my pronouns, you ain't got a clue what i feel inside. ❜ ❛ you wanna come fuck me, then get in line. ❜ ❛ i'm a top shelf piece of ass, don't touch what you can't afford. ❜ ❛ sweet love is the destination. now come take a ride on the sexy train. ❜ ❛ let's paint pictures of aeroplanes. this one here is a cargo jet and i'm gonna call him "shadowbane". ❜ ❛ sometimes life is a massive bitch. ❜ ❛ i don't mean to be a dickhead. i wanna put a smile on your pretty face. ❜ ❛ i don't wanna be a part of the human race. ❜ ❛ if you really wanna we can do that too but i'd much rather just hold hands with you. ❜ ❛ 'cause i'm high, i wanna kiss your face. ❜ ❛ i've got a bag and it's full of things. one of those things is your favourite thing. ❜ ❛ am i just high? or am i dying, man? ❜ ❛ devil's at the door and i might fucking let him in. ❜ ❛ i don't give a fuck if you hate me. ❜ ❛ fuck this world of lies, i don't wanna be part of this no more. ❜ ❛ something in my soul doesn't sit right. ❜ ❛ the world is a cunt and we've been neglected. ❜ ❛ tell me that you love me but i know it's all lies. ❜ ❛ i'm a liability, won't you come and chill with me? ❜ ❛ i've got a whole lotta love to load but it's locked inside like a jar of jam. ❜ ❛ i promise that i'll try my best. ❜ ❛ you could never love me for me. i had to let you go. ❜ ❛ you need permission if you wanna touch me. ❜ ❛ look, baby, i'm the flavour of the month. ❜ ❛ your loving is a cliff, i don't wanna take a jump. ❜ ❛ leave me to my own doom. ❜

[catchyhuh]

do any of these bitches respect personal boundaries

leave these fuckers ALONE. but know they won’t be leaving you alone,

lupin:

lupin is very much the most touchy, and probably the most okay with being touched in general. and if you AREN’T good with being touched? lol. good luck around this fucker

its not even a conscious thing he does, because if it was, by god, he’d have FULLY weaponized it by now to annoy EVERYbody

it’s comfortable for him, more than anything. he’s on his feet for HOURS at a time, y’know, and the poor thing’s never had to work retail, so leaning on another person kinda gets that weight off anyway

however, he does recognize like, everybody ELSE has personal boundaries, so he catches on when anybody stands a bit too close, or leans over his shoulder to see what he’s looking at. by habit it makes him trust the other person less, or, if it’s somebody he already trusts (i.e. jigen or fujiko) then he KNOWS they’re trying to mess with him

jigen:

voted number one easiest (and cheapest!) way to get your head blown off! do not touch him

he’s not going to start yelling at some random person for leaning on his arm or anything, but he doesn’t waste any time pushing them off, with varying degrees of  the gentle “i know you don’t mean to make me uncomfortable but do not do that again” guiding them away push, and the “don’t wanna cause a scene but if you try that again you’re going to be a stain on the wall in 2 seconds” harsh shove

as you probably guessed, the only person who HALFWAY gets away with it is lupin. he usually just leans forward or backward out of the way if he sees it coming and he’s not in the mood, which has the bonus of getting to watch lupin fall flat on his face if HE wasn’t paying attention. the only person who fully gets away with it is, as you also probably guessed, goemon because he… rarelyACTUALLY we’ll get into it when we get to goemon anyway

however, jigen DOES dish out the boundary breaking bits on occasion, usually (if not always) to gloat or establish that he’s winning in this particular situation, and he’s GOING to make YOU uncomfortable about it!

fujiko:

reasonable about it. fujiko, like lupin, is great at reading people, but he just doesn’t really think too much about the fact that people usually don’t like you all up in their grill. fujiko, however, does, so there’s a great tactical balance

she’s not just touching random strangers, but she IS aware of the positive and negative pressure stuff like that has. so like you may have noticed with a lot of things with her, miss mine WEAPONIZES the comfort/discomfort that comes with touch in different situations

fujiko is a naturally touchy person with the right people, but that’s more for her sake than anything else. and i’m not bullshitting this part either-- if you watch anything where they actually try to write her with a personality beyond hehe sexy lady, fujiko is always putting a hand on someone’s shoulder, hugging them (and meaning it!), kind of gently guiding people back away from things, kissing cheeks when she’s excited, IT’S ALL REALLY CUTE AND NOT JUST RESERVED FOR LUPIN! 

goemon:

goemon is… a strange example, because mentally, he’s even more resistant to his boundaries being broken than jigen is, but rather than simply draw his weapon, he tends to freeze up a bit. like oh, um. mhmm. yeah you’re welcome. please get the fuck off of me at your earliest convenience

it’s (as a lot of things are) likely a holdover from his training/general lifestyle. physical touch leaves you susceptible to being attacked, or even worse, pinched, because lupin and jigen and fujiko KEEP DOING THAT JUST BECAUSE THEY KNOW HE GETS STANDOFFISH,

HOWEVER, like we halfway established, jigen always has full permissions, and vice versa. mostly because in the event goemon is truly, actually upset and not just (somewhat) jokingly threatening to gut him like a fish, jigen can read the signs before goemon has even said anything, and leaves him be. but really, all the times that goemon has really TRIED to make jigen uncomfortable by getting in his space could be counted on one hand. goemon has other, STRONGER methods for getting back at that motherfucker :)

all in all goemon is hands down the most likely to leave you the hell alone, exclusively interacting with you from a safe, yet not rude, distance. he only ever gets touchy on very, very specific occasions with people he knows very, very well, so unless you are literally inches away from getting cartoonishly crushed by a piano two feet in front of him, he’s not going to just be grabbing you

zenigata:

it depends very much on the mood you catch him in. if he’s just like, doing whatever, having lunch or something, and he accidentally bumps into you, he’ll apologize and step away. if he thinks you know even a fraction of information about lupin however,

it’s the same kind of slidey scale with his comfort on having HIS space invaded too. it’s more a matter of weird pride that he gets kind of stiff and grouchy when certain people get up in his space and start touching him, but again, if it's just some polite stranger unrelated to anything that just taps on his shoulder and leans into his space trying to ask for directions or whatever, he’s not that bothered

the main takeaway here is that upon a casual meeting, he might not immediately, actively grab you by the shoulders so hard that your spine pops twice and get so close to you that the brim of his hat is touching your hair, but the chances are never, and in fact FAR from, 0!!

[unhingedthirst]

for the smut prompt id love to see julian with 30 and or 93!! love your work <3

Thank you love! That means the world to me! You got it ! Hope it’s okay I combined them!

Minors DNI

Julian and female! Reader

Fluff and smut

CW: oral (male receiving), road head, dirty talk, Julian moaning like a lil bitch, drinking, cursing, car sex, choking, angst? Fluff? and unprotected p in v sex

93. “That’s good, baby, keep doing that.”

30. “Stay still, don’t move your hips.”

Julian knew that dating him couldn’t exactly be easy; he was constantly busy, in danger or in jail. He felt very lucky that you put up with him and his friends so often and that you’ve stuck around. He didn’t know what he’d do without you at this point. Julian walked out of the gates of the prison he had spent around 6 months in and saw you leaning against his car looking like a fucking mirage. Clad in a dress he’d never seen before you had been waiting for this moment but fantasizing about it constantly didn’t prepare you for how good it would actually feel to see his eyes light up when he saw you. He walked toward you trying to keep his cool but his gait was definitely faster than usual. His big hands met your hips and he hoisted you in the air “god I missed you” he practically purrs and presses a passionate kiss on your lips. It was eager and sloppy, you giggle into his mouth as your teeth clash. He Set you down and you gently brush your hand over his strong jawline “I missed you too handsome” you say trying to will yourself to stay calm

“Let’s go home” you say as you get into the car and hand him his drink. He really didn’t know what he would do without you. During the drive it felt like no time had passed since the last time you were together. “I finally finished Catcher In The Rye” he said as he rubbed his thumb over your knee. You smile softly as you hear that; you guys had been compiling books that you were reading together. Like your own little book club. “Yeah me too. I don’t get the hype.” He nods in agreement “I’ve seen Ricky do waaaay greasier shit than anything I read in that book” he states and you laugh shaking your head “I’ve seen /you\ do way greasier shit than that book” he cracks a small smile and takes a swig of his drink. You tell Julian about how J-roc is throwing a welcome back party and he shoots you a annoyed look “I didn’t do it. Don’t look at me like that” you quip and he sighs “I just wanna go home, bang and get drunk” you snort out a laugh because he sounds just like Ricky and he smacks your thigh lightly “don’t.” He warns and you throw your hands up in protest “I didn’t say anything Julian.” You say innocently. You expect some sort of smart ass response but he just keeps his eyes trained on the road and shifts uncomfortably.

You sit in a weird silence for a moment and then you speak again “Julian? Is everything ok?” You say in a hushed tone worried that something was wrong or that you said something to upset him. He takes a deep breathe and glances at you; you looked so good, smelled so good, sounded so good. He was so starved for you; he took a big gulp of his drink “you need to stop saying my name like that.” He says his voice going down a few octaves. You bite your lip in confusion and look at him for a moment “like what Jules?” You ask and place a hand on his shoulder; it takes all his willpower to not pull over and fuck you on the side of the road. “Like that.” He basically seethes “all sexy.” He continues and you roll your eyes “driving me insane. Is that dress new?” He asks his hand finding its place back on your thigh. You nod and lean back taking him all in.

He looked so good, he was bigger than the last time you saw him and his hair was longer. His blue eyes dilated either from the sunlight or the the fact he was touching your supple skin for the first time in 6 months. You reach over and start palming him through his signature blue jeans “it is a new dress handsome. I bought it just for you.” He felt his soul leave his body as you started touching him, it’s been so long. He could hardly focus on driving and only the heavenly touch of your hand on his hardening length. You watch him with tender eyes as you feel him growing under you “how bout some road head for my big strong handsome boyfriend huh?” Your voice was teasing but he couldn’t help get high off the compliments. He watches you as you unbuckle his belt and readjust yourself, you sit on your knees in a downward dog position as you start to pull his big cock out his pants. Julian was hanging on by a thread to keep this composure as his knuckles turn white as you start to take him in your mouth. He lets out a needy moan and you could feel a jolt of arousal hit you as you heard him.

The one perk of Julian going to jail is that after he gets out he’s extra needy and the sounds he made were divine. Loud and unashamed, none of his usual filter. You take his cock into the back of your throat and he grabs ahold of your hair “mmm.. fucking shit. Look at that.” He says as his eyes locked on you. You Bob your head and hollow your cheeks around his thick cock, relishing how he feels and tastes in your mouth. You hum around his cock and tap his thigh and pull off “Jules. The road.” You say and swirl your tongue around his sensitive tip as the moans keep falling out of his mouth. He took your advice though and kept his eyes on the road for the most part. You start focusing on massaging his cock head with your soft lips. The rest of his length was pumped with your hand because you know it drives him insane; your point proven when he moans out his head tipping back as his knuckles turn white “That’s good, baby, keep doing that.” The praise goes straight to your head and cunt as you take him fully again feeling him hit the back of your throat. You could feel him pull over as you swallow around his cock “mmm ffffuck pretty girl..Missed you so much. Missed your mouth.” He says desperately and bucks his hips up into your mouth making you gag slightly “sorry honey.” He says and pulls you off his cock a string of salvia still connecting you to his member.

You smile up at him “couldn’t focus?” You taunt as you take off you dress. Julian’s eyes widen as you watches you. He was always so tender and desperate after not seeing you for this long. It was the one time you felt like you were actually in charge but even know you know you weren’t. He watches you with hungry eyes not caring about the truckers honking as they pass by. You were his dream girl and he can’t believe you stayed. He has a hard time telling you all that stuff sometimes but he sure does show it. His hands find your waist and he tenderly runs his hands up your sides and land on your breasts as they are being freed from the confinement of your bra. It was almost too much to see him like this; the look in his eyes were ones of pure love, he looked at you like the most precious thing in the world. You press your lips into his and close your eyes enjoying the tenderness of the make out session. You crawl over and go to straddle his lap even though the space is tight. His cock was hard with his tip red and leaking. It had been awhile since he came, he didn’t like to do that kind of shit when he was locked up. He did it only when he actually felt like his cock was gonna fall off if he didn’t.

He reclines the seat so you can line yourself up with his cock. Sinking down onto him felt like heaven, you could feel him stretch you out as you left out a whimper “fuck babe. You are so big. God I missed your cock.” You mumble into his lips as you press against him. He moans grabs onto your hips “I am never leaving again. You feel so good.” Your eyes roll back into your head as your rolls your hips and he swears he’s never seen anything hotter. “How good do you feel baby? Talk to me. Whose cock did you miss?” He growls and places a hand at the base of your throat. Your legs were burning and your cunt aching as you bounced on his lap, your tits were too tempting for him to not start to suck and kiss. You were beyond words as very nerve in your body was lit up, but you tried anyway “oh god. I missed your cock Julian. Missed you. You look so good.” You put your hand on his hand that’s around your throat giving him permission to apply pressure. Your bouncing was getting sloppy from your impending orgasm as well as the over extortion of fucking your muscular boyfriend in his car. He squeezes your throat slightly and experimentally as he watches you moan and whimper; he did notice you struggle to keep pace so he places his other heavy hand on your hip “stay still, don’t move your hips.” He moans out and you comply happily. Before you knew it his hips were slamming up into you and you lean back in pleasure your back laying on his car horn, you both chuckle and you throw your hands over his shoulders to lay off the wheel. His pace was relentless and the way you felt around him. So slick, tight and hot. You could ask him for anything in the world in this moment and he would give it to you. He grabs your hair and pulls you onto his lips kissing you passionately and holding you close as he spills his load into your heat. “So hot Julian. You are so hot. Fuck I’m so close” you whimper and Rock into him as he’s coming down from his orgasm. He starts rubbing your clit with two big fingers in tight circles “cum for me honey. Come on.” He encourages and your body just gives out as you cum around him. You could feel a sob leave your mouth as your legs shake, he watches you in awe and rubs your thighs “so fucking greasy baby. You see what you do to me?” He teases and smacks your ass lightly. You roll your eyes as you kiss him gently before sliding off and sitting back in the passenger seat. “You are the one who had to pull over cause you were too horny to wait.” You say slip your dress back on with a giant smile on your face. He shakes his head and lights a cigarette “you were the one blowing me!” He says and passes you his drink, you took a swig and rub his right arm gently “okay Julian.” You say using your best porn star voice to tease him for him not being able to hand you saying his name. He shakes his head and starts to drive again “you really aren’t ever gonna get locked up again?” You say after a few minutes and he looks at you like you just kicked him but his eyes soften.

“I’m gonna try not too. Can’t leave you again.”

He was it for you. You were it for him.

[hungergamesheadcanons]

Because I'm weak and anyone who follows me must suffer my immediate train of thought:

Behold some kpop artists that remind me of Hunger Games characters.

Katniss is a difficult one. I flitted between a couple of different artists, but ended up settling on Dreamcatcher. A lot of their songs are powerful, which shows the impact she has on people, but they also have some beautiful ballads which remind me of her softer side.

Songs that remind me of Katniss: Scream (Quarter Quell), You and I (relationship realisation), Polaris (singing for Rue)

Rosé from BLACKPINK has some solo songs, although anyone who listens to them is very aware of that. A lot of her songs really remind me of Peeta though, especially because she has an undeniably softer tone but still carries a lot of power, like how Peeta is physically weaker than Katniss but is incredibly skilled with his words and pinpointing weak spots in the Capitol's front. Special mention of Somi's Fast Forward though BC accurate.

Songs that remind me of Peeta: Hard To Love (hijacking), On The Ground (post first games), Gone (Peeta realising the first love was an act (even though Katniss wasn't sure herself))

Ok for Finnick we've got two, and that's because his personality in and out of the Capitol are two sides of a coin. In the Capitol, it would be a crime if I didn't say Taemin. Soft, sensual and sexy, Taemin's music makes me think that if Finnick had at any point sang, he would have been turned into a performer like Taemin. Outside of the Capitol though, I lean towards Red Velvet. The mix of upbeat pop that shows how fun and silly he can be, to slower more r&b songs, to emotional ballads, really just encompasses the main facets of his personality.

Songs that remind me of Finnick - Taemin: Guilty started this whole post, and I have to throw Slave and Thirsty in here too.

Songs that remind me of Finnick - Red Velvet: One Of These Nights (Annie in Capitol), Rose Scent Breeze (filming reveal propo), Red Flavor (can't pinpoint it but I can see him vibing to this idk)

I don't really think Johanna would listen to much music, but I will shoehorn her into liking kpop because this is my world now Suzanne (and Finnick survived). So Johanna I would say probably listens to Jessi? Jessi's music gives off bad bitch vibes and she's sometimes criticised for her attitude etc etc, so I think Johanna would resonate with that. Also, confidence is sexy y'all.

Songs that remind me of Johanna: Nunu Nana (idk just vibes man), What Kind Of X (interview), ZOOM (feels like she mocks Finnick with this song but jokes on her he vibes to it too)

I wanna say Twice, because I think it'd be really funny, but I'm gonna go with Lee Hi. She has a lot of easy listening music that wouldn't bungle his brain when he's drunk out of his skull, and also some jazzy tones that I think he'd appreciate.

Songs that remind me of Haymitch: Special (mourning his family), Am I Strange? (realising he's incredibly fucked up but also realising so is every other Victor), Scarecrow (joining the revolution and being hopeful for the first time in a while)

Twice, unironically this time. Young Prim in particular is so happy and hopeful, and I think that slightly-older-revolution Prim would hold onto those cheerful songs like a lifeline in the darkness of 13.

Songs that remind me of Prim: Cheer Up (when Katniss comes back alive), Dance The Night Away (vibing at Finnick's wedding), What Is Love? (Pure vibes again idk)

[gay-dorito-dust]

I am soo sorry for the late reply. I've been going through some things, and I went back into my shell . Your message has been on my mind and literally been my own motivation to reply.

Also I re-read what I sent and I apologize for any mistakes. My mind will delete words while I'm reading. I'm sorry..again. 😞

~~~~ back to leooon ~~~

Games like that show that they believe their audience have cognitive thought and... fucking thank you 🥺. I wanna come back to a game or spend more time playing it because I can't get over whatever vague/mysterious element. You need a game to come back to, and if i found out about everything, I'm not coming back. Let me stop before I go on a rant about the lack of critical thinking nowadays.

Lol it's almost like Leon's bad lines are a virus too😏😌 aahh I just read your message of calling it a disease so I'm not erasing my previous statement. Great minds think alike.

One of the PRETTIEST BOOOYSSS!!! Plus the depression and a bored expression are what keep me coming back to that buffet of a man. Hooo-Weee! 👅 Keep em coming! Speaking of list...who's your top 6?

Ofc! You know he'll have a shit eating smirk when he says the line too. Oop- cuz he never gets taken by surprise? Hmm. How do you think Leon would react to his s.o trying to sneak up on him?

🥺🥺🥺 he really does need a hug (😙 maybe a kees)!! AND A DAMN DAY OFF!! Yoo Leon is not a fool! He will not turn into a top heavy bitch. Like you said you KNOW he doesn't skip leg day. 😈 honestly if I could get a lil gross, his arms and thighs!! Nah I'm dying because I was drooling over them and not paying attention.

Long time no see my friend, Its great to hear from you again and I hope that you’re alright during theses times and know you’ve got someone to talk to if needs be. ❤️🦦

My top 6 pretty boys? Ur asking the real brain ticklers but I shall give it a try. Though keep in mind this list is subject to change.

1. Leon S. Kennedy

2. Chishiya Shuntaro from AIB

3. Jamie Reyes from blue beetle

4. Jason Todd aka Red Hood

5. Sam Alexander aka nova from The Ultimate Spider-Man animated show

6. Vergil/Dante/Nero from dmc (yes all three of them)

(Bonus: Loki, Link, Dick Grayson)

How would lean take his s.o trying to take him by surprise?

He’d probably heard their breathing or footsteps or something but plays pretend because he loves how happy they get when they achieved in ‘taking him by surprise.’

Or he’d be a little shit and ruin their little plan by taking them off guard first. He’s a smug prick afterwards bc it proves that his training had paid off whilst holding his s.I in his arms as they pout, do they care? No they’re in Leon’s arms and staring at his veins.

Petition to kiss and cuddle Leon whilst giving him words of comfort but also listening to him when he talks about his terrors and traumas.

Leon’s thighs are firm as fuck, so I bet sitting on them would be like sitting on a plush armchair or swim thing along those lines. His arms aren’t anything to scoff at either bc we’ve seen those sexy things! I just wanna trace those veins whilst also caressing the moles he has there.

Be as filthy/gross as you want, there ain’t no judgment here!

(I remember making a fic about tracing the moles on his necks and now wanna do one for his arms cuz I might be asexual but god those arms are making me think things.)

[floridakilo]

before i die i want to know what its like to love you with no restraining order in the middle nobody to lie to no mama to lock me up in a cage nothing to keep you away its like crippled horses running through my brain i swallow secrets spit em up all rotten to keep him take me like a charm bracelet like the little girls with daddies get my daddy is a rifle in my big brothers backseat my daddy doesnt cover me let me be in your arms tonight time is on my side like a best friend i know im gonna die soon like all the heartless girls the worst girl in the worst i move across the rose garden like a fly lonely like tunnels i got something to sell i got a train to catch i said do you still slang he said you bet he said lets get high today in your grandmas house hideaway cornbread for dinner we sneak out like sinners smoke hoodies and liquor are you still seeing that other girl do you miss her i cant see you no more i dont set any demons free im just a girl who burns like a bullet a pitbull in a pulpit are you listening just a girl who tucks all her scars inside and lets them eat her alive sweetie pie i trace your jawline you call again like a bad man can we keep this between us or are you leaving havent felt anything in days can i dance on your grave you could paint my nails the same color as your diamonds ill blow em dry and look up at you and stare ill smile like i care beg in the hallway you caught a case now im back in the courthouse you hate me cuz im a whore now so im cruisin down broadway all day blood flowers fire jewels these are the things i want from you like a light switch why him yeah you can gag me so used to the feeling you dont gotta ask me angel counting money ill melt into your mattress and youre like i like that move fast bitch before i die i wanna know what its like to disappear so i can be ready for heaven and not scared these streets are like clouds im moving like kisses in the dark fists in the club guns in the cut i go nowhere but i go till im gone wanna look soft in a little black dress and a lost chain but ive been wearing this lingerie for days im running through the city hotel room to hotel room like a maid let me make it up to you your dreams of me are violent so i kiss your eyelids knew it when i saw you in school mean and quiet i leaned against your locker you look sexy with your hands around my neck you remind me of my father i just wanna die in love and with my mind on fire

[madthetruemad]

I’m back from my loooooong resort retreat, not outside my country but def still good experience. And I saw this sexy man on the train billboard, it was an ad for Versace’s Eros energy but I nearly fell between the platform and the train from drooling to hard. Anyways,

I just read your reply on my survival guide and I would definitely die 💀💀💀. I FKNING FORGOR MOZE EXISTED😭😭. Ig he’s a spy for a good reason. Like fk, I forgot about him so horribly.

So change of plans, if I were y/n I would :

1. Do the poisoning incident except make it look like the Sanctus medicus were after him and I just saved him by drinking it in his place. Doing this would let me incriminate one of Jing yuan’s side chicks so 2 birds, 1 stone.

2. Stop the maids from looking down on me by giving em the good ol’ attitude. I remember working as I waitress part time and these dumb customers would be complaining about every single dish and I would be running everywhere to meet their demands. So it gave me the idea on how to be thing bigger bitch. Literally say I don’t like it to every single food during dinner time and make them run all over the palace. If they don’t threaten to cut their tongue off or say something like

“You have quite the gall talking back to me. Where I’m from, we don’t tolerate audacious maids, do you know what we do? We cut the uncouth tongues of those who dare speak against their masters. If you know what I mean, then *scram*”

Like go queen, I support

4. Make Jing yuan jealous. Has to be after amnesia plan so we avoid the chance of him getting killing me from annoyance. I say the best male candidate would be boothil cuz he’s not 100% loyal to the emperor and owes us a favor. Butt, I would use the favor from boothil as a back up in case I need to get the fck out and run. And I totally fcked up on going insane plan but it was a last resort 😭😭

5. Moze is a really huuuuge issue actually, becuz you never know where he is. And I can’t think of a way to get him off my back .Would learn abt the political situation of the empire to see if I can align with anyone that hates the emperor. Idk if I’m onto smth with this or I’m speedrunning getting killed.

6. I still rlly like the idea of using our other lives to learn abt some information because Sunday is literally the biggest clutch ever. (I luv u sunshine boy). And he also has some beef with Jing yuan so I would find a way to meet with him to learn more. Should be top priority after amnesia plan is success.

7. Cuddle up to Jing yuan if he ever gets all clingy or lovey dovey after amnesia plan. Like laugh along to whatever, call him by his name, or kiss him on the cheek or smth. This is the best possible time to make him jealous. Hehe. 😉

8. I want to put him in a difficult spot when I have an “amnesia” so I would ask all sorts of bs questions a lover should know. One is “do u have any allergies?” Cuz a real bf/gf should know or “did I have any favorite flowers” again these or some stuff lovers do together so he has to make up one on the spot. “What’s my favorite food is a good one” because even if he gets the question right somehow, I can be like “really? I used to like that? It disgusts me so much now, perhaps that’s because of my accident…”

Literally give y/n an Oscar and she dropped this 👑, oh wait. You also dropped this too 👑.

I’ve been a lil absent from hsr lately cus I’ve been watching squid game season 2, not sure if u watch k dramas. And I find that this style of time loops is a 10/10 idea and I wanna recommend the manhwa ‘the villainess reverses the hourglass’ it has a big brain main character and I think it would rlly help with the fic. I hope u enjoy reading my long asks, if it’s annoying pls tell so I can the fck shut up. And u can call me ‘Mei’ or ‘caristiona’.

Have a slay vacation and I hope u have no awkward family meet ups with that judgey aunties. Happy new year wonderful hooman <3

LMAO I hope you're alright!!! Must of been one hell of a sexy man if you almost fell!!

Ngl, I also almost forgot about moze 😔 and I'm supposed to be the writer here 💀 how I remembered he existed? I'm not entirely sure...

XD poison and making the maids really WORK!! Now that's something, if the maids didn't hate y/n they certainly will after all that lmao

And frfr, if you want to make jing yuan jealous, then it'll definitely be after having amnesia 💀 the man will probably cut y/n down if she tried to do that without the whole amnesia thing backing her up...

Also, moze may be an issue now, but maybe meeting Feixiao can... better y/n's circumstances 🫣 and fr, learning about Sunday is a must!!

LOL I can definitely see y/n being a little troll when it comes to the amnesia bit. If she can gain that confidence and reel in her acting skills, then she can definitely throw yuan for a loop!!

Also, I love Squid Games!!! I've only watched season 1 so far, but I do plan on watching season 2 soon!!

And dw!! I love reading your asks <3 thanks a lot for sending them, Mei 💞

And i hope you enjoy the rest of your vacation too! Happy new year!!

[gothsuguru]

KAIRO KAIROKAIROOOOOOO!!!!!!!! WE HAVE TO TALK ABOUT OUR OC'S PLEASEEE PLEASE TELL ME ABOUT YOURS!!!!!!!!!!! I WANNA KNOW ALL ABT THEMM:333333333333 - @teddybeartoji

THIS IS MY FAVORITE ASK I HAVE EVER BEEN ASKED SO THANK YOU FOR MAKING HISTORY MICKEY <333 omfg okay i’m literally jumping w excitement let me tell you everything about my favorite bastards <333 i’ll say their names & jobs now and then i’ll go into detail :3

dmitri king (assassin), xavier rayne (assassin/homme fatale, spy), icarus (thief), damien romanov (assassin/homme fatale/spy + poison concocter), silas kane (hacker)

okay so they’re all in a group together and as you can see they’re all criminals, BUT, as atonement they somehow found themselves in a robin-hood esque group where they help those less fortunate/who’ve been hurt by other criminals/the rich and help them out w whatever they need! they’re a group of hilarious bastards i Love them :3

and then they all have dilfy dads and i WILL get into that as well <333 MORE INFO UNDER THE CUT :>

OKAY SO!!!!!

- dmitri is one of my first proper oc’s i ever created and she’s my utmost beloved <333 she has a scar on her left eye and her iris in that eye is a blood red color (because panache) and she also has a scar on her heart — i’ll explain these a little bit later! but she currently works as an assassin alongside her friends that she’s made in the business! she’s a bastard, witty, funny, & a bad bitch/chaotic dumbass and i Love her so much <3

she also owns a male strip club called “Eros” where her father used to work as a dancer — a beautiful man who’s a psychopathic evil dilf — he had her VERY young and he would use her almost in a kid-fighting ring & would take her along during hits where he’d seduce & kill his marks while she watched. he also tried killing her when she was a kid (stabbed her in the heart and kissed her, and then he left her in an open grave where she crawled out of) + years later she gains another “father figure” when she’s put into the system but he cuts her eye during a fight they have and she kills him and burns the house down while she laughs (insane breakdown but she’s a bit psychopathic so she doesn’t care anymore)

she grows up doing hit jobs and for lore i made her handler xavier’s father — he finds her all bloody and covered in soot because she’s crawling away from the burning home <333 and he gets her a job with an Assassin Guild where she ends up being the top assassin <3 she doesn’t care for the title, she just enjoys killing :3 as she grows older she becomes the owner of Eros and a protector of those who work there! (another assassin oversees the strip club when she’s not there, his name is adrian storm he’s very sexy & sexually sadistic :3 he’s tall & has tan skin + wavy purple hair in a half up-half down style and he carries a whip w him :3)

but omg yeah dmitri my bestie she’s very beloved to me :3 i love my badass assassin so much <333 there’s a lot of STORY behind her character but this is just a lil taste! she has a very Rough childhood but doesn’t pay it any mind honestly! except one day during a heist at a fancy party she ends up seeing her dad… chaos ensues…

- xavier rayne is so beautiful to me he was my first male oc :3 devastatingly beautiful, he has hair like geto’s where it’s in a bun & he has bangs! he’s tall and a bad bitch <3 he’s the mastermind/leader of this criminal group and as a child i think he had a backstory similar to black widow in which he was trained to be a spy/assassin and he’s an homme fatale — he uses his beauty to get what he needs.

(fun fact, when dmitri’s dad fucks off after he stabs her, he ends up in the place where they train young boys to become assassins/homme fatales as xavier & damien’s teacher!) in order to become a Proper Assassin he had to fight to the death against other aspiring assassins (he won which shows how strong & powerful he is — not as much as dmitri ofc ;) they originally met when he was sent to kill dmitri and he tried flirting w her but she was SOOOOOOO oblivious he was so done w her and when she realized he was flirting w her she was like “you can continue please continue” and then he bonked her on the head and said “no.” <333 beloved losers turned besties

- damien romanov grew up in a very strict household, i think his father wanted him to become a violinist and it was just a VERY cold home/relationship! certain events happen and he ends up at the same assassin guild and becomes a spy & he concocts poisons/is very well-versed with medicine as well! he has shoulder length black hair and stormy grey eyes <333 he’s very beautiful & lethal :3

- ICARUS!!!!! beautiful gorgeous fun baddie <333 he’s an art/jewelry thief! he loves the finer things in life so he became a thief <3 he grew up in the circus and left as a preteen! his father… is a bit insane but also very kind yet sociopathic… if that makes sense </3 icarus has hair like gojo’s just a lil tiny bit longer & tan skin <333

THE BADDEST BITCH EVER! actually icarus + dmitri + xavier + damien + silas (coming up) met at an art museum where they were each sent to retrieve something! (it was a set up from some evil organization methinks) ((idk if you’ve ever watched leverage but this entire group is based off that group and so is the art museums thingy!)) also icarus & xavier end up dating :3

- silas kane! he’s a hacker and he’s the sweetest one of the group and also one of the smartest! he lives with his grandma and everyone loves going to his house for a sense of normalcy :’) he ends up dating damien :3

there’s soooooooo much lore esp with each of their own individual backstories & how they all interconnect! (and TRUST… they interconnect.) i just loved the idea of criminals getting together robin-hood style <333 they’re all so feared but as a group they’re witty dorky goobers ;3 and then also… all their DADS are assassins in a group together too unbeknownst to the children… certain dads try to look out for their kids but others (dmitri’s dad) are praying on their downfall 😭 but also the dads don’t know that their kids are in a robin-hood esque group either until the party… omg let me open google docs rn [the kids and dads are also shocked when they realize they know the OTHER children of the other dads because like i said… all fates & meetings are interconnected 🤭]

BUT OMG TELL ME ALLLLLLLL ABOUT YOUR OC’S MICKEY <333 KNOWING YOU THEY’RE GONNA BE SO COOL AND SEXY

[blackenchanting]

Welcome to Ravens Borough episode 19

Somewhere in the unheard of town of Ravens Borough

The contents of this story are nsfw therefore not for children

The dodge magnum drove down the interstate with the subwoofers booming in the back as They drove in silence

"Fuck. I really shouldn't have eaten that leftover cake." Rob said. As Robin placed his finger on a button causing Rob's window to go down as Rob promptly vomited out the window.

"It was so good though…" Rob said, wiping his mouth.

"This is why it pays to be human these days" Robin said clipping his cat ears to his head

"You'd think it wouldn't affect me so violently." Rob said.

"You're a werewolf. You may not have ears or a tail. But you have the genes flowing through you." Robin said.

"Yeah I know. Ugh. Why must real chocolate taste so good." Rob said.

"One of the seven deadly sins" Robin replied pied

"And I keep doing it every single time." Rob said.

"The other being sex" Robin said honking at a sexy female walking by the side of the road

"Well yeah. But it looks like you still have that bad habit." Rob said.

"Not all of us have a personal Fuck buddy" Robin said

"This is true. Though I'm sure you can still find someone to take care of it from time to time." Rob said.

"Nah.." Robin said as they drove around the corner passing the now leaving ravens burrough sign" as a large purple truck came up behind them

"So what exactly is the opening you have anyway?" Rob asked.

"Part time detective" Robin said

"Sounds perfect." Rob said. As flames shot out the top of the duel stacks on the truck behind them

"Well that's interesting. Usually flames don't shoot out of those unless it's pushed to the limit or backfires hard." Rob said, noticing the truck out of the rear view. As red smoke came out of the stacks Flowing behind it

"Oh god" Robin said as the train whistle came out of it

"What?" Rob asked.

"Oh.. it's you again" he said

"What are you on about?" Rob asked.

"That's the road princess that was riding Eva's ass the other day" Robin said

"Ah. I see. Well no one rides her ass but me. When she allows it." Rob said. As the purple truck was riding his ass

"Should we let them pass or?" Rob asked.

"No idea you wanna kick their ass?" Robin said

"Eh, I could go either way. Flip a coin." Rob said.

"Flip it" Robin said as Rob flipped a coin and it landed on tails.

"Fuck it, ass kicking o'clock it seems." Rob said.

…..

They pulled off with the big ass truck behind them as the driver side door opened

"Oi! You were digging my girlfriend the other day!" Rob said. Aproching the door as Robin watched from the car

"You think you're tough huh city boy" a small ginger girl who was even shorter then Eva said dropping from the truck

"Well not anymore. Because you're shorter than her and she can kick my ass." Rob said.

"Lets go mother fucker" she said adapting a fighting pose

"Fuckin alright." Rob said doing the same.

"Oh god" Robin said looking away as the small ginger put a sunhat on

"Yeaaaaaaah I'ma make you dig your own damn grave and then put you in the son of a bitch" she said

"I regret everything. Just watch the face." Rob said already prepared to dodge.

…

Robin looked away as there were many painful sounds and slams as Rob landed next to Robin on his back

"Welp looks like she wins. Ow." Rob said as a shovel landed next to him

"Oi. You made your point." Rob said.

"Fuck no get your ass down their and dig" she said pushing him down the hill.

"Bitch. Who the fuck even are you?" Rob asked.

"The wrong person to fuck with" she said tossing the shovel down

"Now fucking dig!" She said.

"Fuck that, I already got my ass kicked." Rob said picking up the shovel and digging anyway.

"Bullshit i told you id make you dig your own fuckin grave and put you in it" she said

"The consequences of a fuckin coin toss." Rob said digging. As she hit him over the head with a different shovel and buried him alive

…

With a few digs Robin unburied Rob

"Fuckin hell." Rob said as he dug out of the grave.

"Done playing grave digger yet?" Robin asked

"Yes. Pretty sure that was Ameila's sister." Rob said standing up.

"What gave you that idea?" Robin asked

"The fact that she's essentially a smaller Lucinda." Rob said.

"Or I mean.. there was the license plate on the front that said Madison on it" Robin said

"Didn't get a good look at it while I was getting bodied." Rob said.

"And that's why you don't mess with a girl who's clearly from oregon" Robin said

"Yeah. I get that now yeah." Rob said.

"remember. Just because she has a truck. Dosent mean she wants to fuck" Robin said

"No shit. I think I have a concussion fuck." Rob said.

"Just needed to make sure you understand" Robin said tossing the shovel into the ground next to him

"Fair enough. Let's get going. And get me to a hospital." Rob said

"Mabey" Robin said as Rob glared at him.

….

Ameila flipped up the counter Revealing the stove

"And this is where the stove is when people want something to eat" Ameila said

"Oh that's cool." Eva said. As Ameila hummed the lyrics to put on your sunday clothes as she tied up the back of Evas outfit which was identical to hers

"Oh did I not do it well enough?" Eva asked. Ameila took her hand

"🎶Put on your Sunday clothes there's lots of world out there!🎶" Ameila sang as she spun Eva in the middle of the bar

"Woah, careful now." Eva said.

"🎶Get out the brillantine and dime cigars🎶"Ameila continued singing

"Alright you can let go of me now." Eva said.

"🎶We're gonna find adventure in the evening air Girls in white, in a perfumed night Where the lights are bright as the stars🎶" Ameila sang letting go of Eva

"So what else do I need to know, boss?" Eva asked.

"Put on your sunday clothes sing it Eva" Ameila said

"I don't even know that song. Most of what I listen to is video game soundtracks or rock music." Eva said. as Ameila stopped spinning in the center of the bar. As everyone clapped for the Tabaxi who bowed to them.

"Impressive." Eva said, clapping as well.

"I will spare you the Irish tap dancing this time around" Ameila said

"Fair enough." Eva said.

They slid over to the bar

"Remember always clean your hands after you make the drinks, you can make them however you want I chose to wing it every single time, there are recipe books under the counter if you're a Psychopath" Ameila explained showing her where everything was

"I'm definitely using the book then." Eva said.

"And no I do not write my recipes down. So people cannot steal them To make the fan favorite scarlet kiss. You need this this this and a little bit of that" she said, placing bottles down for Eva.

"Noted." Eva said.

"Good luck" Ameila said giving her a polite slap on the ass as she made her way into the back.

"Hey! Hands off! I'm liable to remove any appendages." Eva said.

"Already way ahead of you hun" Ameila said as her prosthetic arm landed on the counter Infront her.

"That's not what I meant but you're actually not far off." Eva said.

"Sorry figured you could use.. a hand" Ameila said recollecting it and disappearing into the back.

"Right." Eva said.

The hearts of steel boomed with life flashing colors and loud music as two boots entered connected to a pair of faded ripped jeans and a belt buckle that said 'bamf' on it with a shotgun hanging on the side. Going he was a purple haired green eyed werewolf smoking a cigarette. He was in a black T-shirt with purple sleeves and a long purple tie. he pitched the cigarette into the nearest can as he sauntered through the bar. Taking a seat at the nearest stool as he pulled out a box of strawberry pocky

"What can I getcha?" Eva asked.

"Hmm" he said, putting a stick of pocky in his mouth as she glanced at the logo on his shoulder which was a circle with demon horns, a demon tail, and a big F. A. Inside of it

"Take as long as you'd like sir." Eva said.

"Il have a… star killer" he said

"Coming right up." Eva said quickly ducking down behind the bar and grabbing a bottle of demonbrand whiskey, raspberry juice, and a lemon.

Eva deftly pour both liquids into the mixer evenly before shaking it like it owed her money before tossing it into the air and catching it. She then got a chilled glass out cut the lemon in half, squeezed one half into the glass before cutting a slice of the other half and squeezing that into the glass, then poured the mixer into the glass and put the lemon slice on the rim of the glass and served it to the man.

"One star killer, taste the star because you ain't gonna be seeing em." Eva said.

"Demonbrand huh? Not as good as moonwalker beer.. but it will suffice" he said drinking the glass in one go

"Well shit that's unexpected." Eva said.

"Your talking to the guy who's been drinking for about forty years. What did you really expect?" He asked

"Not you to down a full glass of demonbrand and some raspberry juice in one go." Eva said. As he shrugged sliding the glass over

"Guess I'm just special" he said

"Pfft, that's hubris, want another drink?" Eva asked.

"Uh.. sure" he said

"Alright, same thing or something else?" Eva asked.

"Go for it" he said pulling out a small device

"Alrighty then." Eva said making another star killer.

As he pulled an antenna out of the device and watched it intently

"What's that?" Eva asked serving the drink.

"Oh if it told you. I'd probably have to kill you" he said drinking it all in one go again

"Fair enough." Eva said.

"Mhhhm" he said as Katelyn grabbed his shoulders

"So what brings you to the hearts of steel?" she asked

"Good question." Eva said.

"Ran out of steam on my last hunt so I decided to drop by and say hi" he said

"Hello Ian" Katelyn said

"Hello Katelyn" Ian said

"Oh you know each other?" Eva asked.

"Unfortunately" Ian said

"Ohh come on don't be like that" Katelyn said as Eva remained silent and moved on to make drinks for others.

"He's my twin brother" Katelyn said slapping her hand on his shoulder

"Ah. I see. Interesting." Eva said.

"We're triplets" Katelyn said

"Oh god there's another one?" Eva asked.

"Absolutely" Ian said

"I'm afraid to ask who it is." Eva said.

"You should be" Katelyn said

"Just tell me already." Eva said.

"Orion" they said in sync

"That's… but he's so chill and you're both… not." Eva said.

"We're chill aren't we?" Katelyn asked looking at Ian

"Well I thought we were but what the hell do I know" Ian said

"Not like Orion. Dude will find a way to watch his daughter from his armchair without getting up." Eva said.

"Point is he's very different from you two." Eva explained.

"He's always been the weird fucker of the litter" Katelyn said

"Probably why he built a lodge up close to the mountains and doesn't talk to us very often" Ian said

"Yeah the more and more you say it the more that makes sense" Katelyn replied

"Yeah that tracks." Eva said.

"Well shit" Katelyn said walking away

"Well it's been fun but I gotta get going" Ian said placing a random amount of money on the table as he made his exit

"Well that was interesting." Eva said. As Ameila came out and took an exhausted breath and came over "looks like you had your first customer" she said

"Yeah. What were you even doing?" Eva asked.

"Bills," Ameila said

"Ah. I see. You're lucky he only ordered two of the same drink that I actually know." Eva said. Making eye contact with a tall harpie with brown hair and blue eyes walking by the bar

"Interesting." Eva said. As the harpie stabbed a familiar looking knife into the counter which made Ameila visibly uneasy

"You alright boss?" Eva asked.

"Yeah.. yeah" Ameila said disappearing into the back

"Alrighty then." Eva said.

"And so then that's when I realized he was dead" Robin said as he and Rob walked over

"You what?" Eva asked.

They took a seat at the counter

"Anyway, what can I get for you?" Eva asked.

"Anything. I still have a headache thanks to Ameila's sister." Rob said.

"That one's more on you than her buddy" Robin said

"Yeah I know." Rob said as Eva served him a Star killer.

"Il just have my usual" Robin said

"I see." Eva said.

"Uhuh" Robin said

"You don't know do yha" Robin said as Katelyn came over

"It was a cherry popper, however no one's told me what goes in anything except for the Scarlett kiss." Eva said.

"Its actually the one named after the boss" Katelyn said

"Point still stands." Eva said.

"One full metal alchemist coming up" Katelyn said

I'm convinced most of these are all just made up on the spot as their ordered." Eva said.

"Kinda?" Katelyn asked as she pulled two bottles down, sitting the orange punch and vanilla secret on the counter. As she mixed them together and sliding it towards Robin

"I think this one needs more work" Robin said gesturing to Rob

"Especially after I just had to dig his ass out of his own grave" he added

"Yeah that's kinda just the trouble he gets into." Eva said.

"I'd probably be dead without you two." Rob said.

"Correction without her. Because I was thiiiiiss close to just leaving you in there" Robin said taking a sip

[briarrosescurse]

LET'S GOOOOOOOO

ahaha.... what if i.... make a shundain!vinh for the hell of it 😳

twisted from that specific chunk of the great wall and that ‘now all of china knows you’re here’ torch :>

[tender-rosiey]

labor — gojo satoru x f!reader

ᴀ/ɴ: now I wanna write angst sigh

“babe, honey, baby please, Y/N! YOU’RE CRUSHING MY HAND PLEASE!” gojo, world’s strongest jujutsu sorcerer, screams as you clutch his hand tighter and tighter.

you groan, breathing heavily as the stubborn baby is still making his way out of your body, painfully so, “SHUT UP! NO ONE TOLD YOU TO HAVE SEX WITH ME!”

“I AM SORRY, OKAY?!” he replied, hoping to still have a hand intact so he can at least hold his son later on, “BUT YOU ALWAYS LOOK SO HOT AND SEXY!—“

“SATORU YOU FUCKING BITCH!” you yell at the top of your lungs, desperately hoping for this to end.

“sir, I suggest you stop yelling and try to comfort her—“ the nurse urges but the man falls off the chair to his knees because of the strong hold on his hand.

“CAN’T YOU SEE THAT I AM TRYING?!!” he looks up at her and she can clearly see just how painful it is for him and considering how blue his hand is starting to be.

but he has to stuck it up because you are giving birth and you’re the one who deserves the comfort right now.

your tears are staining the pillow below you, “SATORU, IT HURTS SO MUCH!”

“I know, honey; don’t worry—“ he attempts to talk but you raise his hand and slam into the bed again, making him slam his head onto the bed as well.

“WELL THEN DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!” you throw your head back, “STRONGEST MY ASS! MORE LIKE USELESS!”

gojo fakes a sob, “is this what I get for turning my infinity off?”

while you are inside, his students are outside of the operation room, stuck between laughing at their screaming teacher or to feel bad about you who’s in pain right now.

“Y/N, HONEY PLEASE I WILL GET YOU ANYTHING YOU WANT JUST PLEASE GRIP A LITTLE LIGHTER!” he yells for the hundredth time today and is once again ignored as you’re rather a little busy with something else.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

after a long while, the hallway is silent, and nothing is coming out of the room.

“who was screaming at the end?” yuuji questions nervously, looking at his other two friends.

megumi blinks and sighs, “either gojo died or y/n passed out.”

“I really hope it’s the first option,” nobara prays as her hand hold each other tightly; the other two follow the motion and nod.

three bottles of water are opened on top of each one of them until they are soaked to the toe and a note falls onto megumi’s lap.

i heard you, so expect harsher training <3 now let me enjoy this moment with my wife and son

— your super cool teacher, gojo satoru

they can hear squealing and the crying of a baby that slowly becomes quieter; the squealing is their teacher, that much they can tell, “y/n, he is so cute! just like you honey,” he coos, pressing a kiss to your forehead and proudly holding his son.

“well I just birthed him, you better fucking like him.”

“love, you are so vulgar,” gojo gasps, “what if our son picks up on that?”

you have no power to do anything but glare at him and he laughs quietly, “okay I am sorry; you were amazing.”

he presses soft kisses on your hand, “thank you so much; I am so proud of you.”

“shut up,” you grumble but softly say, “give him to me.”

“of course,” gojo replies, placing your son in your arms gently and he quietly gasps, “will I get to see you breastfeed him?”

“…doctor, can you get him out of here? like urgently please.”

“at your service, ma’am.”

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[bangtangalicious]

bts smut recs | needy!jungkook

there is something about when our lovely jeon jungkook is portrayed to be a hormone crazy, super needy, greedy, whiny character that is so fucking hot. tmw readers. i know you’ll love these. the hyper-horniness and blatant hunger for sex is so sexy. these are all jungkook x reader 18+ SMUT recs based on this theme. more to be added as i find them!!! 

🔺 = yandere/taboo themes *ALL ARE SMUT

MILF (series) by @koosbabygrl | 🔺 ive read this so many times. like. SO MANY TIMES. this is PEAK needy!koo energy. its so fucking hot i cant even put it into words. theres this mommy kink moment and i CANT get over it holy shittttttttt. also the sequels are GREAT, in part 2 when he has her riding his cock while she does her makeup oh my fucking godDDDDDDD. amazing.

this specific needy!koo drabble by @voidswan | 🔺 i know its not a full fic but its literally so hot i cry. bunny!koo just wants to fuck so bad poor thing I DONT KNOW WHY IM JUST OBSESSED OK the stuttering gets me every fucking time. screams. 

clean up by @lonelyhobi & @scribblemetae | he’s drunk and he feels so guilty abt it but he cant help himself!! god its FEVERISHLY good. he’s all whiny and crying and he needs u so bad and the way its described is so fucking hot. the dirty talk is inSANE. dry humping. fuck. amazing amazing.

thunderstorms are scary by @lonelyhobi & @scribblemetae | same couple, but this innocent needy kook is just scared and comes to sleep w noona and then ends up groping you and poor kookie just cat stop bc you feel so good. he ruts into ur ass and whines and ugh. brilliantttttt. honestly recommend this whole masterlist of step-bro fics from them its amazing. theres also a fun loss-of-innocent taehyung one :))))

training wheels by @fithehunnybee | theres a twinge of like sneaky manipulation in this one which i love. y/n kinda a bitch but she drives poor lil koo up the mf WALL. we have some cumming in pants action which i know you all LOVE hehehehe. also i love that it builds the tension so well with koo getting so desperate and y/n teasing..poor lil bunny

the dark prince (series) by @jkeuphoriadreamland | 🔺 LISTEN. first of all, read all their works bc, chefs kiss, but focusing on the needy koo in this, he DEVELOPS mmkay, he starts off all innocent but once he has a taste oh boy does he know what he wants (its you, btw *wink). poor boy cant see at first but he cant fucking help himself your touch drives him insane. how can you resist? the slow burn. the build up. the teasing. IMMACULATE. 

thank you, baby (series) by @scribblemetae | 🔺 im gonna clickbait you ALL into reading this. its twisted in the best way. a few personal highlights for me are when y/n is wearing the VR goggles and jungkook is like yeah imma just slide my cock in real quick lmfaooo its really hot though. the sort of unraveling of the reader adds to the desperation and neediness of both of their sexual actions. its fanfuckingtastic. each part has a good dose of things we all crave: begging, whining goodness

born sinner (series) by @1kook | OUR GOOD LIL CATHOLIC BOY IS UP TO NO GOOD and its got so much of his POV and the GUILT is so well portrayed and makes the whole thing seem more taboo/intense and its just fantastic mmm. 

forbidden by @googikoo | 🔺 again, i read this more times than i can admit. its not so much loss of innocence and more like straight up NEEDY but essentially sneaky devious lil koo is dating your daughter but, obvi, he wants you ;) 

teeth by @sweetbunnykook | ITS LIGHT SMUT BUT ITS JUST REALLY HOT LIKE I CANT EXPLAIN IT JUST READ IT ITS HOT

and not to be entirely self-serving but in case you want more..i too have dabbled in this genre ;)

touch me wherever

tickle me there 

touch yourself here 

wanna touch you 

soaked n’ slippery

ALWAYS LOOKING FOR MORE!! if you know of any other fics that fit this niche please feel free to lmk!! im always looking for new reads :) this one is for my TMW readers. i know what you like hehehehe ;)

[sashi-ya]

| 𝐍𝐬𝐟𝐰 ~ 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢, 𝐋𝐚𝐰, 𝐙𝐨𝐫𝐨, 𝐀𝐜𝐞, 𝐈𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐣𝐢, 𝐊𝐢𝐝, 𝐃𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐲, 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 & 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐏𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐂𝐬 |

Tw: Nsfw. Random short HCs that I wanted to write just for fun. Pegging.

Thanks to my server babes who made me laugh and always support me, I love you boos!

➡ 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢

Whatever you want he will try.

However, pegging?... that’s not proper of a ma- “GO DEEP (Name) PLEASE, DEEPER, HARDER!”

A mess, a total mess. Squirming, moaning, and whining.  Overstimulation king, make him squirt after the orgasm, please.

Also, ask him to wear thigh highs. -and maybe, a little skirt-

➡ 𝐋𝐚𝐰

(Name)-ya, no. No.

Yes. Ok well… maybe, but that’s because the male G-spot is right thereeee ~

Nipple play too, specially since he got them pierced.

Blushed cheeks and bad mood after, it’s just because he discovered you were right, and he loved it. Will take a lot of time to try again. (because he isn’t able to ask for it)

➡ 𝐙𝐨𝐫𝐨

Good luck topping that demon.

He likes it? Sure. But not before you give him 93894 litres of sake.

Nipple action for him, too.

It turns out he sees it as an endurance training. “Oi, (Name). Let’s do that thing you like, pegging”

➡ 𝐀𝐜𝐞

He will help you chose the size.

Pleasure has nothing to do with gender roles, go ahead (Name).

Spank him for extra fun.

Imagine his freckled cheeks all blushed while you go faster in and out of him.

➡ 𝐊𝐢𝐝

So, you think he wouldn’t like it huh? HE DOES. Such masculine show off always has a little sub behind

Give it to him harder, the bigger size please. Imagine the grunts, ugh!

Don’t tell anybody or you will face the devil itself

➡ 𝐈𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐣𝐢

If you wanna die try suggesting such thing.

It’s a no -even if he knows he might like it-. Royals like him can only fuck, not be fucked.

He will, however, try by himself in the shower. He will like it, and he will become an addict to the point of being unable to think in any other thing while sexy time... he will succumb, you just have to be patient.

➡ 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬

“Aw my baby wants to be the top tonight? Go on, love” he would tell you while you are sitting over his lap.

No problem, he will take it. He will laugh at first, cause he thinks you aren’t that dangerous... But he will moan like a bitch

➡ 𝐃𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐲

Yeah sure, you have chosen death too.

He will make you think you will be pegging him. HAHA.

Prepare to have your insides destroyed, and then try to peg him with trembling limbs -if you can.

➡ 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐨

Seriously you thought he wouldn’t like it? Nah, he would enjoy it. Not only because of his own pleasure, but how hard it makes him when you take the lead.

Leashes are a must; he enjoys you pulling from them while he bites the pillow.

He would love for you to call him “Baby-boy”

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