#i have said it once and i will say it again but i suck at drawing umbrellas

[baepsays]

More stoner!suguru cause I said so <3

intro to stoner!suguru

tw: mentions of smoking and weed (duh), lowkey exhibitionist stuff, mentions of fem oriented biology, pronouns, and terms of endearments, usage of the term 'slut' teasingly and affectionately:p

whenever you and suguru are on your balcony your neighbors don't dare to come out to feel the night breeze. Even when those separators between each segment makes it hard to see what's going on in the neighboring apartment's balcony, it's always clear what's happening when your neighbors hear their usually inconspicuous neighbor letting out little moans and whimpers.

What's thankfully not clear to their vision, is your practically naked-except for this thin spaghetti strap tank top bunched up over your tits- body reclining on the chair you keep in your balcony, trying to lie as flat on it as the hard material allows. one leg up on one of the arm rests, absolutely high off your mind on a particularly hot ass summer night. and also maybe a little tipsy too. wine and weed, if no one discovered its wonders you might have to be the proponent.

as you space out with the blunt in between your lips, the ash teetering to fall and burn you and your boyfriend—geto suguru. who's currently high off his mind licking you up and eating you out as if he would be shot dead otherwise. if someone told him the burning blunt is more of a threat he'd laugh as if they told the biggest joke. you see, this man would let his partner burn him alive on a stake, so a small blunt is nothing to him.

except that small blunt is more than enough to make him realize, actualize even, what's really important right now. it's that he needs to eat your cunt out, lick up whatever you offer him in the form of liquid arousal or cum, finger you so well it burns. and then if, and only if you allow, to dick you down.

before the ash gathered on the blunt falls on either one of you, you take it out of your mouth with one a last drag,  and while you shake off the ash on the tray on the little table right beside the chair, your other hand slowly drags its fingers from suguru's cheeks-hollowed out, sucking you all in- to tangle itself with his gorgeous hair. again, all loose, a signature high suguru trait as it has become. your boyfriend keeps losing all his hair ties the day after he gets high with you ( most of the time he throws it off the balcony, other times if you guys are indoors he throws it across the room somewhere, once he flushed it down the toilet).

you pull his hair and yank him off your cunt, as painful as it is for you to part him from your twitching cunt, it's way more agonizing for him. he makes no effort to hide that fact, before his frown starts to morph into whines and complaints, you put the blunt between his lips and after he takes a long drag, you don't give him the time to exhale the smoke. you take the blunt off his lips, push his face back in, stuffed between your thighs. this time taking off the one leg off the arm rest and other off the ground to practically choke him with your thighs. and he'd rather not die any other way.

suguru gets a hold of your thighs and with much internal reluctance, parts them slightly to place his face a little less than 10 cm away from your pussy and blows out the smoke trapped in his lungs. as the cloud of smoke surrounds your pelvic region and flows up to melt into the air, suguru's glowing purple eyes stare back at you from the fog of smoke, threatening like a siren finalizing his target from a far on a rock in a cloud of mist. he dives back into it hungrier, and probably more high off his mind.

“Demanding as ever sweetheart.”

his tongue feels more heavy but sloppier on your clit with his licking, which does also come with the price of some hardy slaps on your thighs and ass, as a warning really. 

“Ah ah, my slutty little angel is patient, right?” he says, holding your thighs in place to keep them from curling up around his neck again.

but then he catches you off guard with straight two fingers shoving in your hole hooking up to find that familiar sweet spot like muscle memory, as he starts to suck on your clit and finger you at a matched rhythm. the blunt in between your fingers falls out of your hand on the ground forgotten and now extinguished, as you let out a strained stuttering moan while you came all over suguru's face, with your cum dripping down his chin and him making efforts to lap up every single drop of it.

after a few minutes of catching your breath and coming to your senses (well somewhat, you're still high af) you look down at your bf, who's basically licked you clean and dry, who is perching his face on your thighs and looking back at you with his sultry eyes and messed up hair—somehow in a hoarse voice he mutters;

"Light it back up pretty."

note: thank you sm for reading ^^ this is my more put together post cause it's dedicated to the beloved Damien, aka @cuntphoric <3 sorry but he was the first stoner suguru propaganda supporter ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶

ALSO thank you sm @madamechrissy <3 my beloved<3 beta read and helped me edit

creds for dividers: @omi-resources

thank you to you both <3 cause I genuinely enjoy your writings sm and look forward to them wholeheartedly it was the kindest and sweetest thing that has happened to me in a fandom really.

also my finals start today and it's my bday 👎 sucks to suck ig :( wish me luck pookies

[nenemura]

RAINY DAYS — (nrk x reader)

summary : you spend a rainy day with your boyfriend.

cw : bf!riki x fem!reader, fluff, kissing

wc : 0.7k

nene’s note : ik it sucks but this is a little tiny work while i try to finish the longer ones……. pls bear w me

you loved rainy days.

the cozy atmosphere that it created while staying inside, maybe under a warm blanket, truly gave you solace. your boyfriend’s presence right next to you, providing extra warmth, was the cherry on top.

you and riki were supposed to have a fun outdoor date, but the plan eventually fell apart when dark clouds invaded the sky, bringing with them loud thunders and heavy rain. since the weather decided for the two of you to stay in, you decided to catch up with a TV show you two wanted to watch together but always put off because of other priorities.

riki’s arm was lazily resting over your shoulder, his warmth embracing you completely. your head leaned against his chest, feeling the steady rise and fall of his breathing, a quiet rhythm that brought you an unspoken sense of comfort. occasionally, you would feel his soft, full lips on your temple, making you smile and snuggle closer to him.

you glanced up to look at him for a moment, seeing his concentrated expression. you observed him carefully, how his long lashes adorned his pretty shaped eyes, how his small yet sharp nose complimented his face, how plump his lower lip was trapped in between his teeth because of an intense scene in the show. you had long forgotten about it, completely focusing on the boy by your side, who didn’t take long to notice he was the center of your attention.

“hm?” he hummed, tilting his head to look down at you, a small and subconscious pout forming on his lips. you couldn’t help but smile and bring one of your hands on his cheek, caressing his cheekbone softly with your thumb. riki didn’t think too much of it, used to you being touchy, and immediately leaned in, pressing his lips against yours in a quick — yet soft — peck. “do you not like the show?” he asked, pressing a button on the remote to pause it. you shook your head, still admiring your boyfriend’s handsome face as if it was one of the most precious works of art in the world.

“you’re just pretty” you mumbled, thumb now delicately grazing his lower lip. a lovesick smile spread across your face as you took in his features, the soft glow of affection in your eyes. riki’s eyes widened at the sudden compliment, scoffing softly, as if trying to brush it off, but the warmth spreading through his face betrayed him. he buried his face in the crook of your neck, his breath hot against your skin as he tugged you closer by the waist. his large, cold hands slipped beneath your t-shirt, fingertips brushing over your warm skin. you could feel him drawing lazy, abstract patterns on your back, the gentle motion sending a mix of chills and comfort through you.

“you can’t say shit like that so suddenly” he whispered against your neck, his lips barely touching the skin. you let out a giggle, shaking your head at his antics as you brought a hand to his nape to play with his hair. “i just said you’re pretty, you big baby,” you replied, leaning back a little to get him to look at you. “are you blushing right now?” your eyes widened slightly as soon as you noticed how his cheeks turned a soft shade of pink, the sight making you giggle once more.

he groaned and hid his face against your neck once again, leaving kisses here and there to distract you from his flustered state. “not. fair.” he muttered, his lips tracing from your neck to your jaw, finally looking into your eyes once again. “you’re killing me here, i hate you.” he kissed your lips one more time, his words saying one thing, while his eyes revealed something completely different. you shook your head and wrapped your hands around him, pulling him into a tight embrace. “i love you too, idiot” you playfully whispered, your voice muffled as you buried your face in his chest.

his arms tightened around you, holding you as though you were the only thing that mattered. despite his words, the way he clung to you said anything you needed to hear.

[bugslaststraw]

See it's funny because in the games, and in any other assorted media before the movies came out, everyone low-key just hates Robotnik. And not even in the fun dedicated way like they all seem to think he's a bit of a failure. Which sounds weird if you don't know anything about Sonic (and certainly sounded weird to me three weeks ago when I was one of those people) but it really is just genuinely the case. I think?

Obviously his family all hate him. Movie-only fans will have an idea about this one; we've got good old Geralt Robotnik who didn't give a rats ass about him in favour of his long-dead cousin Maria, whom he wants revenge for. Geralt manipulated him and used him and said "oh Ivo you're no Maria" even though Ivo probably doesn't even know who the fuck Maria is in the movie universe and so on, et cetera. Geralt sucks just as much in the games and did approximately the same thing there.

What you may or may not know is that in one of the games, Eggman runs into a descendant of his from generations into the future. That guy's name is Eggman Nega, and he absolutely hates his ancestor. He thinks he's cramping his style? He's trying to go back in time and kill him to restore his reputation as far as I remember. Not to mention he has other family and cousins, none of whom give a flying fuck what happens to him. I distinctly remember someone who's name was Collin but who's nickname was Snively and who also worked with Eggman at some point, but hated him, and then later betrayed him. I can't remember a single family member of Eggman's that actually seemed to like or even tolerate him.

He's had a lot of henchpeople too. Most of them were robots. A lot of them, like Omega, and Alpha, and Sage to an extent (although she was more like a robot daughter he built for himself) betrayed him and joined the good guys too (Sage is another outlier, she isn't exactly switching over but she definitely isn't loyal either so.??) I mean, Eggman isn't even surprised by the fourth time. Smaller minions like Orbot and Cubot and their predecessors weren't able to betray Eggman, but definitely would've if they could've because they all disliked him because he's allegedly a shit boss. (Who says he isn't. He's evil after all.)

He "contracts" a lot of spies and stuff too. Animal characters. They all hate him as well, but he tends to hate them in return, so at least those are entirely fair game.

Not to mention all the villains he's conveniently happened to need the same thing as at the start of the game, but become inconvenient to towards the end, so they betray him as quickly as possible to get ready for their final boss fight with Sonic towards the conclusion of the story. There's more of those than I can count or care to remember. He meets his alternative universe self once and they hate each other. There's even a moment in I think the comics where Eggman loses all his memories and temporarily becomes nice, and hangs out in a village and builds things for the furry people who live there. He makes a wooden puppet style robot that also becomes like a daughter to him. She's good at engineering, just like him. Of course when he gets his memories back and becomes evil again she leaves as quickly as possible and later helps Sonic & co. She's very resentful about it all, I've heard.

None of that is surprising, of course. Eggman is an evil villain to the heroes and a loser to the villains. It's funny! It's a joke. They need to introduce scarier villains in the games to ramp up tension but they can't exactly just drop Sonic's nemesis down a hole somewhere, being as iconic as he is... So he sticks around. But as a joke, rather than an actual threat. And it's a little sad, yeah. But he deserves it! He's trying to create some sort of totalitarian egg-state and he bullies Sonic for having friends, for Christ's sake. Why should anyone want to stay loyal to a guy like that- and why should anyone do it at all? Joining the heroes is the cool thing to do! Shadow does it, Knuckles does it, Omega kinda sorta does it, Sage is toeing the damn line from what I've heard, it's...

Okay, it's kind of a lot? I mean I understand having nobody that's a good guy like the villain, but like... Not even his damn henchpeople robots? In a lot of the animated shows and comics he keeps building robot wives for himself that are explicitly created just to like him, by him. That or he's into someone who's into one of the animals, or similar. I mean, it's that bad. And it's like... Nobody? Not even once in like thirty years did anyone come up with the idea to give Eggman?? This behemoth among famous pop culture characters? A loyal henchman?

And- well, okay, nowadays this isn't true anymore. I'm sure we all know why. And that's kind of fun; in 2020, Doctor Robotnik gained his first and only loyal henchperson. Great! But...

Jeff Fowler is a Sonic fan, isn't he. Would he know..?

Would anyone involved in making the movies know that Eggman famously... Doesn't have any friends? That nobody seems to like him? That he's apparently infinitely betrayable? Do they know? Do they know? Is that why the third movie is written like that? Is it not just a character complex pulled out of someone's- I mean, when movie Eggman says that there's only ever been one person who actually liked him and one person who actually cared about him... He's quite literally right, isn't he. As in... Since 1991... Like 34 years since conception as a handful of red pixels in the hottest new platformer game there's actually, literally only been one character..? ooh I think I need to lie down for a bit

[m00nkissedlover]

hello hello! just wanted to say how amazing your works are and im such a sucker for your leona fics the most (heuheueh ☺️)

was wondering if i could req a fluff fic for riddle this time around ? (id request for a leona but maybe another time hihi 💓) ur more than free to get creative with this one :))) take ur time as there is no rush <3 have a good day ahead ! 🍰

・｡rules 📚

you've ordered: a honey lemon tart! enjoy!

"can you settle down my soul?"

riddle rosehearts x reader | word count: 820 words

summary: in which you get riddle to relax a little📚

warnings: none!

note: my first ever request!! thank you so much @linlinmoon for requesting this fic, i hope it's to your liking. 🫶🏾 also, i don't center riddle's whole personality around being strict and a rule follower. he obviously has a more complex character than this, but for this little blurb, i just wrote whatever. (i'm genuinely sorry if this sucks T-T)

riddle was stickler for rules. it was the only reason why the heartslabyul dorm hadn't burned down yet. and as much as the dorm's inhabitants hated to admit it, some of these rules actually made sense, taking the members health into account for instance. but some were just plain ridiculous.

you, on the other hand, were a free spirit. you didn't like being tied down by rules, unless there was legitimate reason for them. having to hear ace and deuce (mainly ace) complain about the ridiculous things riddle had them do just because it was "the queen's rules" made you thank the great seven that you were in ramshackle.

because of these reasons, people couldn't believe that you had accepted riddle's feelings and made him your boyfriend. "rules-are-the-crux-of-my-life" and "rules-can-suck-my-wand" were together? like....together together?? they were absolutely floored when they saw you press a kiss to riddle's cheek before class that day, completely baffled at seeing riddle's face get so red for a reason other than pure anger.

like they say: opposites attract.

it was the day after a big exam and you wanted to give riddle a little surprise to help him relax. he'd never admit it, but you knew the redheaded housewarden was more than exhausted from staying up night after night to cram as much information into his brain as he could.

as you saw him walking down the hall, you excitedly creeped up behind him, covering his eyes with your hands.

"guess who?" you whispered, a shiver running down riddle's spine.

"i would guess floyd, but he's much taller and would call me goldfish...so it has to be you, y/n." he said, placing his hands over yours to pull them away from his eyes.

"are you free later today?" you hummed, playfully bumping riddle's hip with yours as you two walked.

he let out a yelp of surprise, playfully scolding you. "mhm. why, if may i ask?"

"well, i just wanna hang out with my boyfriend from time to time." you laughed, riddle grabbing your arm and stopping you from walking. "what's the matter?"

"your tie's crooked..." he murmured, shaking his head. "one must always look presentable."

"you and your rules." you muttered, leaning over and kissing his forehead. "i'll see you at 8:00?"

riddle's cheeks flushed once again, his annoyed expression coming off nothing more than flustered. "i'll think about it."

it was now 8:15 pm. classes had long since ended and you were currently waiting for riddle. where he had gone off to was anyone's guess.

"i'll just wait a few more minutes..." you told yourself, taking out a book from your bag to read.

1 minute passed...2 minutes...5 minutes...until-

"y/n? y/n, wake up." you felt yourself being shaken out of your little nap, your eyes blinking away sleep.

"hm? riddle, is that you?" you murmured, sitting up and stretching.

"i'm so sorry i kept you waiting. the boys didn't take care of the flamingos properly today, so i had to oversee them and make sure they wore pink." another one of those ridiculous rules.

"it's alright. we still have time to take a walk in the garden." you suggested, riddle happily agreeing.

you and riddle were now walking in the school garden, hand in hand. you'd made some lemonade for yourself earlier that day, now sharing some with your boyfriend.

"y/n?"

"hm?" you turned your attention back to riddle, who was suspiciously eyeing the tumbler of lemonade.

"did you put...honey in this, by chance?" he asked, quirking an eyebrow.

"well, yeah. i think it tastes better with honey." you explained, obviously knowing his reasoning for asking.

riddle put the glass down immediately, a look of horror on his face.

"no! that's against the rules! rule number 256: no drinking honey-sweetened lemonade after-mph!"

you silenced his panic with a soft kiss, your hands gently cradling his possibly rose red face. your prediction was proven correct when you pulled away and saw just how red his cheeks were.

"riddle, you'll stress yourself to death with all these rules. sometimes, you just need to relax." you told him, the housewarden's frowning and flustered face making your heart warm.

"i know. it's just-"

"it's just nothing. you know i don't like seeing you all stressed and agitated. will you please just relax? for me?" you hummed, cupping his cheek in your hand.

riddle let out a soft sigh, leaning into your touch. he really was trying to tone it down, but he couldn't help it. it was in his nature.

"from now on, i'll try to be more lax, unless it's completely necessary." riddle agreed, taking a sip of the lemonade you made.

"note to self: make riddle more honey-sweetened lemonade." you teased, riddle rolling his eyes before quickly (and shyly) pressing a kiss to your cheek.

"you're lucky...that i love you..."

"i love you too, my rose red rule book ."📚

© m00nkissedlover, 2025

[sturnwh0re]

inno!reader first time with gentle!matt

contains: fluff, unprotected pinv, gentle sex, smut, pet names, talking through it, orgasm, no use of y/n,

enjoy <3

Recently, you have been thinking about how you haven’t had your first time yet. Yes, you’ve had boyfriends and relationships but never felt comfortable enough to ever start something as heated as that.. nor ever really wanted to— you and Matt have dated for a while and he’s brought it up before but haven’t brought it up since you explained you weren’t comfortable doing that yet.

Now it felt like you almost craved that skin on skin with Matt.

You and Matt were just sitting on his bed together. He had just got off his games with his brother and was now scrolling on this phone and wasting time. Damn near a million thoughts raced your head— you just wanted to ask him to fuck just once.. but what if it hurt? what if he thought I was gross? What if—

my thoughts were cut off by Matt putting his hand on my thigh. I zoned back into reality and put my hand on Matt’s, collecting myself before I either embarrass myself or.. or just embarrass myself.

“Hey um.. babe?”

My voice was trembling, it was obvious I was nervous about something to Matt so he immediately looked up concerned.

“Yeah? Yeah what’s up— whats wrong?”

His hand gripped on my thigh with more pressure as he sat up further. He shut his phone off and put it face down on his lap, very clearly listening to whatever my voice was shaking about.. I cleared my throat glancing around, regretting I ever even said anything— now I have to say it.

“can I ask you something— weird?”

My whole body felt itchy and cold at this moment. Now not only my voice was trembling but every nerve in my body was reacting to everything going on. Matt tilted his head but still had those understanding eyes.

“Of course sweetheart, what’s up?”

I took another deep breath— my stomach was flipping round and round before I finally sucked up my own feelings and blurted out.

“I wanna have sex with you.”

The room went silent as me and Matt were just making awkward eye contact for a moment. He looked away and blink his eyes while shaking his head in disbelief. I’m guessing he didn’t think I’d ever say something like that— I guess me too. My face was a pale red after Matt let out a giggle. I just knew it was gonna be a no.. why would he bother laughing if it was a yes?!

“your ready to have sex babe? Are you sure?”

He said it in a soft and understanding voice. He knew losing your virginity was a huge thing. Especially for a girl! I could tell he was as nervous as I. His Adam’s apple was bobbing up and down and he was glancing around a thousand miles per hour. I swear I could hear my heartbeat through my ears so it took a second before I answered him.

“Yes. I- I want you to be my first time..”

He had quit glancing around the room and looked at me. His blue eyes switching between both of mine. He scooted closer to me and pulled me onto his lap while gripping my hands in his.

“I’d be more than happy to be your first time baby.”

He leaned in and started to give my neck soft kisses, we have never had sex before but he already knew how to rile me up so quickly. I felt myself pooling between my legs, an unfamiliar feeling— but it was definitely one I could get familiar with.

“M-Matt.”

I whimpered. He stopped for a second and looked at me

“Yeah?”

“Can- can you be gentle when we get there..?”

He chuckled as if I asked some sort of dumb question! My face gleamed a bright red from embarrassment. I replayed the question i asked in my head to make sure I didn’t sound stupid—

“Of course I’ll be gentle with you baby.”

He said softly. Phew.. I’m guessing my question wasn’t dumb.. after a second of silence he leaned his head back in to leave small tongue kisses on my neck again. I put both of my hands on his shirt gripping the fabric lightly. Without even realizing it, my body had started to grind on his for further friction. Matt let out a small groan and looked down— which is when I finally realized.

“Sorry.. s-sorry.”

I said quietly. I don’t know how to do any of this I didn’t wanna mess something up, or even worse make him never wanna do this with me again. I had to tread lightly on this opportunity.

“it’s okay sweetheart don’t apologize.”

He quickly leaned forward and slapped a kiss on my cheek, to try and lighten the anxious feelings I was overwhelmed with. He tucked some of my hair behind my ear looking up at me before gripping my hips with both his hands.

“are you ready?”

His thumbs were rubbing circles on my hips, distracting me from any other thoughts. His touch was so electrifying it was hard to do anything but stare off into space. I took a few seconds before comprehending what he said fully.

I look a long deep breath before finally answering.

“Yes. Yes I’m ready.”

Matt smiled and squeezed your hips further. You couldn’t even front anymore— you were so behind nervous it was hastening through your entire body at this point. Matt was adjusting himself before breaking the silence

“Here- flip us over.”

My confusion was interrupted by Matt quickly flipping you both over, leaving me under him while he was on top. His hands trailed down my hips to the hem of my fuzzy pajama shorts. He leaned forward as his lips connected with my neck. The stimulation of his cold thumbs rubbing down on me as he pulled your shorts down, and the warm kisses filled my stomach with aggressive butterflies.

I was letting out soft sounds I knew would also rile him up— this was such a new experience for me so many thoughts bolted through my head like bullet trains. I finally zoned back in to Matt fully removing my panties and pants. I looked at him anxiously— what if he didn’t like what he saw? What if— before anymore thoughts struck my mind he spoke.

“Your so beautiful baby.”

All thoughts fled from my mind as my face flushed with red. My legs relaxed after being so cramped from anxiousness. Matt’s hand rubbed my thigh as he continued to look down at it, as if it was some kind of hidden gem he’d been searching for.

“Thank- thank you babe.”

I chuckled slightly trying to not make it obvious I almost had a fucking heart attack from the previous short silence. Matt rubbed his hand back up my body, his face going back to my neck but this time on the opposite side of it. As he kissed and sucked on my neck, I heard him start to rustle with his pants, it being difficult to do with one hand.

he eventually let himself out and— fuck. Fuck he was huge. For my first time? My heart started to race again before Matt kissed my cheek, calming few nerves.

“Sweetheart I’ll be gentle. I promise.”

I took a deep breath and nodded. Thoughts were still flying around like bees on a summer day it felt impossible to focus on the moment. I had collected my words and finally spoke—

“O-okay.. okay. I’m ready.”

quickly, both of Matt’s hands planted on my waist as he sat up to really focus on what he was doing— he didn’t want to hurt me and I could see it in everything he was doing. He lined himself up with me and make sure to look at my face and occasionally glance down at what he was doing.

He had slowly been pushing in, watching my face twist with pleasure and pain; of course pleasure winning 2-1. My back slightly arched, not wanting to move so much and disrupt Matt trying to be gentle with me.

“Your doing g-good baby”

A few struggles and moans later, he had finally managed to push fully inside. I was fighting back all the stars I were already seeing just from this before Matt pulled me back into reality by grabbing my hand. He interlocked his fingers with mine, looking deep into my soul.

He leaned his head in and pushed our foreheads against each other, forcing us to only be in each others line of vision.

“If— if it starts to hurt squeeze my hand, okay?

I took a deep breath. I was starting to adjust to his unbearable size more, but it still felt like a slight sting and sore.

“Okay.. okay.”

My words were breathy and being pushed out— I didn’t really want to talk honestly, I really just wanted to do this new experience as quickly as possible with my boyfriend. He kept a deep stare into my eyes as he slowly started to move his hips.

“Shit- shit fuck..”

He was already a grunting mess and I was holding my breath without even realizing it. I was squeezing his hand but it wasn’t because of the pain, but it was because of the new type of pleasure. My mind was foggy and Matt broke the fog by speaking.

“Breath baby, breath.”

I could feel my thoughts start to go black before I took a deep breath. Once I finally let the air into my lungs and back out if it my mind cleared up and my lips parted, following with noises I’ve been building up the whole time I’ve been holding the air.

Intimate noises bounced off the walls of the room, along with Matt’s simple praise you were unable to respond legibly to.

“your doing so good for me..”

“your so beautiful baby.”

“Fuck- I love you.”

An unfamiliar tightness started to form, something I’ve never felt before. As Matt continued his slow pace it continued to get tighter and tighter— I didn’t know whether to be concerned or..

Then it popped. I felt my limbs start to uncontrollably shake as i flew up against Matt. Noises flew from my mouth that I didn’t even know could come from me as I squirmed around.

“Matt- matt..!”

Matt lightly chucked, knowing I had my first orgasm. His thrusts came to a stop as he watched my chest rise and fall as if we did some hardcore shit. Matt put a hand on my cheek, looking into my face flushed with red and pleasure.

“good job baby.”

He let out as a breathy chuckle, still catching his breath. He had never seen somebody get so worked up over a simple orgasm— he couldn’t make fun of me for it since I’ve never had one! He let me collect myself before answering; although he was slightly giggling at how riled up I got.

“That- that was euphorial matt.”

I said breathing heavily. Matt chuckled even louder at that, me and him still connecting from both our most vulnerable place. He kissed me on the cheek before pulling his face back again

“The fuck does that even mean kid?”

I let out a breathy laugh putting a hand on Matt’s face, pinching his cheek lightly in a playful manner. It took me a second to respond— I was starting to admire Matt’s hair sticking to his forehead and his pink lips due to the abuse he was putting my neck through earlier.

“It means good, stupid.”

“Low blow babe!”

He pulled my face in once more by my chin and pressed a content kiss to my lips that have been craving him since before this all happened.

AUTHORS NOTE: if you guys wantttt I can make a part 2 of the morning after, it will have no smut & will be fluff with some suggestive content. The poll is below.

[lastoneout]

OH MY FUCKING GOD??

We actually managed to get ahold of the doctor I saw last before I left yesterday(who I believe was my doctor for the whole stay) and he said that the nurse was either misinformed or straight up lying to me about what dose I was being given AND they denied me medication he prescribed!!

Apparently, they usually start patients with 5mg of oxycodone once they're in their rooms after surgery and IF THAT ISNT ENOUGH they are instructed to give me another dose to bring me up to 10mg and if it wears off I should have been given more even if it was within six hours, so yeah the nurses not only TOLD ME I was being given 10mg when I fucking WASN'T, they were ALSO SUPPOSED TO GIVE ME MORE MEDS THE SECOND I SAID WHAT THEY'D ALREADY GIVEN ME WASN'T HELPING OR IF THEY WORE OFF EARLY AND THE WHOLE "YOU ONLY CAN TAKE IT EVERY 6 HOURS EVEN IF IT WEARS OFF AND YOU'RE SOBBING AND AT A 10" THING WAS HORSESHIT.

The pharmacy ALSO did not fill all of the scripts they were given?? The doctor told us that on top of the pain meds he prescribed miralax to help with the ungodly, agonizing bloating I'm dealing with AND A MUSCLE RELAXER TO HELP WITH THE PAIN neither of which were given to me OR EVEN PUT ON MY DISCHARGE PAPERWORK.

The Doctor not only apologized profusely, he said he's going to talk to the nurses I had and let them know what they were doing was directly contrary to his instructions and that isn't fucking okay, and up the dose of the painkiller with a new script since the current one just isn't helping enough and the only thing I have to do is bring in and swap whatever I have left of the old ones, AND make sure the muscle relaxer and miralax get filled!!

He also let us know the setting my shunt is at, the headache I have is normal but if it gets really bad or lasts more than a few days (or if I just feel like something isn't right) that I should call back or just go to the ER, that I should be drinking 64oz of water a day as well as whatever electrolyte drinks I want, AND I can have coffee which should help, and sprite or ginger ale or anything I think will help with the nausea.

I take the shit I said about the doctor back HE knew what the fuck he was doing, the nursing staff and pharmacy just fucked the hell up for whatever reason. Which like...ngl given that two of the nurses were standing in the hallway, ignoring my repeated requests for help and the fact that I was literally sobbing in agony at even the lightest touch in favor of shit talking me!! I feel like maybe we had a case of at least some of the nurses being assholes for no reason. I will probably never know why but I do have a buzz cut, am giving off undeniably queer ass vibes, and had gay pride buttons on my bag, I live in Arizona, and I'm almost certain my gender in the system is set as nonbinary so....I can say for sure but it does makes me wonder.

(Honestly tho it's probably just them being understaffed and stressed and the whole "med school essentially teaches you that all patients are so stupid you can't trust anything they say AND drug addicts waiting to happen" thing and/or the fact that the worst people in the world will always seek out positions of power and being a nurse is a great way for terrible people to gain concerning amounts of power over vulnerable people.)

I'm still never going to this fucking hospital again unless I have literally no other choice tho. They have a long history of treating me and my family like complete and utter shit—like the horror stories I could tell I s2g they nearly killed my mom due to neglecting her severely infected leg for TWELVE HOURS—that place is run by people who literally only care about profit and staffed with the worst, most cruel and careless nurses I've ever met(and that sucks because they are partnered with the local university so basically ALL nursing students in my city train there) and the few that do give a shit are so stressed and miserable they can barely provide care at all.

Christ alive. What a fucking hellhole. Glad I was right about these last two days being a nightmare of bullshit and I never, ever should have been treated that way. Small comfort, but it's still a comfort.

Anyway I'm gonna go take my new, correctly dosed meds, eat something, and take a nap o7 sorry for all the venting, hopefully this is the last of it.

[teaxeee]

Heaven and back | Park Gunwook

Summary: Just as he thought his birthday couldn't get better, it did 100 times more.

Pairing: Female reader x Park Gunwook

Genre: Smut (as usual, Minors DNI)

Word count: 1262 (IN ALMOST 2 HOURS AAAA)

Warnings: Sub!Gunwook, Dom!Reader, Tipsy!Gunwook, deepthroating, BigDick!Gunwook (kind of), pet names (baby, pretty boy, birthday boy, bun, Y/Nie cause Gunwook called you that), food play, drinking mentioned a few times I lost count-

Notes: Since it's Gunwook's birthday, I thought why not celebrate it by writing a fic for out birthday boy? I still can't believe he's 20 y'all, anyways happy birthday to our cutie and all rounder!

Song recommendation: HEAVEN AND BACK - Chase Atlantic

“Baby, stop…stop teasing…” Gunwook choked out as you lapped at the tip of his cock. He was a mess, his whole length covered with the frosting leftover from his birthday cake. How did you manage to convince him to let you suck his cock?

A few hours prior you celebrated his birthday, just you, him and a group of your shared friends gathered up at your place where you threw a surprise for him. He almost thought that everyone forgot about his birthday, the surprise? That made him cry for at least 10 minutes, with you having to calm him down with kisses before he was back to being giggly and cheerful.

After celebrating (and having a few drinks) everyone soon went home, except you and Gunwook. It was noticeable that he was slightly tipsy, his cheeks flushed as you fed him a bite of the cake. You ordered the prettiest and tastiest cake just for him, and with the way he was humming from each bite, you knew you made the right choice.

“Baby…so delicious…” He says in between chewing, his mouth still full as he had his eyes fixed on you, he was definitely lovestruck.

“I’m glad you like it, pretty boy.” You said as you placed your free hand against his cheek, and he leaned in your touch. He craved your touch, more than usual whenever he got drunk.

The room was filled with silence for a few minutes, you feeding him and him eating happily while you also fed yourself a bite of the cake. It really was delicious, and you took a mental note to order it in the near future again. He looked sleepy, it made you almost laugh at how cutely he was talking, his words slurring slightly but not to the point where you couldn’t understand him.

You took a look at his appearence: his hair was a bit messy with the way he ran his hand through his hair every 5 seconds, his lips parted as he breathed out, cheeks becoming more flushed with the way he kept taking sips of the champagne you bought a while back.

You looked at the cake sitting on the table, then back at him, an idea already popping up in your mind.

That’s how you ended up on your knees in between Gunwook’s legs, his head thrown back against the back of the couch and his whole body slumped against the soft cushions. He didn’t expect you to convince him to let you suck him off just by whispering dirty in his ear and coaxing him to eat a frosting covered strawberry.

As much as he was shocked when you applied the frosting on his cock, he didn’t think it was that bad until you started licking at the base of his cock, a moan escaping past his lips. He never thought he’d be so turned on by the sight of his girlfriend being on her knees and sucking his cock with frosting on it, which made it a huge turn on.

You already made him cum once just by stroking his cock with your frosting covered hand, your nails scratching deliciously against his heated and veiny skin. He was already panting and moaning, letting out occasional whines whenever your tongue poked at his slit, causing more pre-cum to leak from the reddened tip.

The way you looked up at him while swirling your tongue around made him almost cum right then and there, but he held it in longer. He was panting, his eyes half lidded as he stared down at you, fixed onto your tongue. His cock twitched every time your tongue made contact with his skin and by that you knew he was close.

“Bun, please…let me cum…need to c-cum…” He whined as your lips closed around the tip of his cock, sucking on it gently and finally giving him the relief he craved so badly.

His mind felt foggy, filled with the most filthiest thoughts of you, he was definitely going to remember this moment for days, months, probably even years.

Just as he was about to cum you pulled away, a whimper slipping past his lips as he watched the tip of his cock slip away from your lips. That alone made him miss the feeling of your mouth on him.

“Why did you do that, Y/Nie~” He cried out desperately, tears forming in his eyes as he squirmed against the cushions. You knew he was getting extremely needy with the way his voice became more whiny and his breathing became heavier.

“Do what, birthday boy? I didn’t do anything.” You said, acting innocent despite knowing he didn’t like it, but with him becoming submissive with each passing second? It was way easy to rile him up.

“Y-You knew what you did! Don’t act like you don’t have a fucking clue about it.” He said, his words slightly slurred as he glared at you. He definitely was pissed, but that only made him hotter.

He was about to keep protesting when you suddenly took his cock fully in your mouth, deepthroating him as you started bobbing your head up and down, finally sucking him off deliciously. That caused him to groan loudly, his hands gripping the cushions as he let out a string of curses.

“Shit, so good…fuck…baby��” He chanted, his eyes rolling back as you kept bobbing your head, while slowly starting to stroke whatever was left of his length that you couldn’t fit in your mouth.

He felt like he was in heaven, he loved that feeling and would often want to keep going back to it over and over again. It didn’t take long before he was close to the edge and just as he was about to cum he let go of the cushions and grabbed a fistfull of your hair with one hand, pulling you off his cock, watching it slip out while he wrapped his hand around his length the other and started stroking it.

With just a few strokes he came all over your face. Your cheeks and lips were covered with the hot seed, some of it dripping down on the floor. He groaned as he kept cumming and stroking his cock, and he needed a few minutes before he stopped, his cock twitching and the tip spurting out the last of the liquid.

You licked your lips and looked up at him, seeing how drained he was and hearing how much he was panting. It was definitely the hottest sight you witnessed every time, and you wouldn’t change it for anything else.

As soon as he calmed down he glanced at you, watching how you maneuvered yourself onto his lap, your soaked panties pressing against his now half hard cock. He felt you wrapping your arms around his neck, but he was too tired to react.

“Happy birthday, baby. Hope you’ll like the gift I prepared for you.” You said as you pecked his lips, which made his eyes widen at your words.

“There’s more?” He asked, his breath hitching as you subtly rolled your hips against his cock, the friction causing him to groan and you to moan softly against his ear.

“You thought we were done? Not a chance, because I have a lot prepared for you, baby.” You said as you let one of your hands move down from his neck to the hem of his shirt, slipping your hand inside.

That’s how he realized he was in for a long, enjoyable night and endless rounds of pleasure.

[urauntiefaye]

Hii I was wondering if you could write something about sleeping reader x needy yuma + jo pleaseeeeeee

Yuma+Reader+Jo Threesome 🔞

WC: 1,065

TW: Smut, Double Penetration, Unprotected sex(wrap before you tap), consensual somnophilia, threesome, she/her pronouns, AFAB reader, usage of nicknames, oral(reader receive), that should be all let me know if I forgot anything.

A/N: This took me a while to write this since it's more of a Oneshot/Full shot? and those take me a while to write. But I decided to combined these ask if that's okay.

You were originally supposed to work five hours today as you had to do the morning shift, but since your coworker had called off you ended up having to pick up their hours as well until someone else was able to come in and take over; that never happened. So when you did finally get home to say you were beyond exhaustion would be an understatement. All you wanted to do was go home and cuddle up in your bed and fall asleep.

So that being said, waking up with Jo playing with your tits and Yuma in between your legs eating you out like a starved man was not what you were expecting. Your soft sleepy moans now turning into loud whimpers as you tangle your fingers through your boyfriend's hair. His lips wrap around your clit sucking harshly, your other boyfriend scooting down to take a nipple in his mouth. Licking the little nub as his fingers flicker your other one. . “M’ sorry pretty, didn’t mean to wake you”, was all Jo could mutter out. Yuma finally pulling away from your now soaking wet pussy, “we just needed you baby girl, you're okay with pleasing us right lovely?”. Feeling overwhelmed you could barely respond, heat covering your body as the need of some sort of release overtook you. You whined out pathetically, “Pl-please?, need you”. Yuma gave you his signature smirk as he kissed you aggressively, his tongue shoving itself down your throat asserting his dominance. All of your clothes being discarded; as Jo maneuvered your bodies so that your back was now pressed against his bare chest with Yuma between your legs. Jo lips attached themselves to your neck, leaving little marks to show to everyone who you belonged to. Giving up on thinking you let your brain go blank as you let them both have their ways with you. Jo’s hand finds purchase on your chest once again, sending shivers down your body as your felt Yumas fingers rub your clit. Moans escaping your lips as you spread your legs further, “yuma? More, please need more”, yuma tilted his head to the side at your request. “More? You hear that Jo, our little kitten wants more, should we?” Jo’s cheeks flushed at his friend's words. Looking down at you he moved a strain of hair out your face and pressed a chaste kiss on your temple. “She's been good” he mumbled out, already lining his tip to your entrance. The corners of Yuma's lips curled up to a smirk, rubbing his dick slowly up and down against your clit making you whine out.

“Fine fine, m’gonna make you feel so good kitten” he cooed watching Jo slide his much longer member into you. Your eyes squeezing shut as you let out an exhale of pleasure. Jo began to slowly pump in and out of you, Yuma still rubbing his shorter but thicker dick against your clit. Leaning down as he captured your lips in a heated kiss, his tongue licking your lips before shoving past them. Capturing your tongue between his sucking harshly on your wet tongue making you whimper pathetically. Only letting go of it when he's satisfied; as he pulled a way ever so slightly “think you can take both of us?”. Just the thought of them both fucking into you has you moaning louder, spreading your legs wider like a whore in heat only nodding and whining out ‘please’. Taking his dick in hand and lining it up to your greedy hole as Jo slowly pulled out leaving only the tip. Jo stayed like that, waiting for Yuma to put his in, Jo’s hands running up and down your body. Rotating between squeezing your tits and holding your legs open as he continued to sucked little love bites all over your neck. Once Yuma finally pushed his tip in now alongside Jos you'd throw your head back letting out a loud moan. Both slowly sliding theirs in, already feeling overwhelmed from how Jo's dick reached deep inside and how Yuma's stretched you out to no end. They stayed still inside once they both bottomed out. Letting you get adjusted, Yuma kisses down your chest making sure to suck hard enough to leave bruises. Jo whispering in your ear on how well you're taking both of them. After a while you hips start to buck up, squirming around wanting them to just fuck you already. Your actions caused Jo to wrap his arms around your waist tightly as he inhaled sharply. Yuma smirks as he straightens his back, hands gripping your thighs as he holds them open. Pulling out slowly till it's just his tip, Jo also pulls out but slower to Yuma. So when it was just Yuma's tip and Jo still half sleeved in you it made you and Jo both moan when Yuma slammed into you. Now being fucked by both sending your body into overdrive, your eyes rolling back moans falling from your lips. The way Jo barely pulled out with each thrust, being slower but harsher than Yuma's paired with how Yuma was thrusting into you like a wild beast making sure to pull out all the way till it was just the tip and filling you back up again.

It has you seeing stars, feeling your orgasm already building up as they took turns hitting that special spot. Your moans getting higher and higher as Jos hand reaches down in-between your legs, rubbing fast circles on your clit making sure to add just the right amount of pressure.

Your back arching when they both simultaneously speed up, feeling their release coming soon. Yours reaching it breaking point pussy clenching down tightly squeezing them both as your vision goes white, body trembling with intensity. Only hearing Yuma groan out fuck and Jos hold on you getting tighter as you felt warmth oozing inside you filling you up to the brim. Your body goes limp against No as he massages your shoulders. Yumas fingers lightly grazing your stomach, “fucking christ we got to do this more often” he let out breathy all of you trying to catch your breath but nodding in agreement. “S’glad you brought this up” Jo whispered to you, which again you also agreed. Who would've thought a simple idea of wanting them to fuck you awake would feel so fucking good.

[sunriseindigo]

drdttober day 5: royalty

my first drdttober prompt!! i think whit would be peach main in mario kart :3

[aroanthy]

i love how fraught and complicated discourse around various utena characters ‘dying’ is when anthy is literally stabbed to death eternally by a million swords imbued with human hatred. and then utena gets stabbed to death by them also. like. ‘death’ is incredibly interesting in rgu because most of the time it’s this ambiguous figurative thing that has interesting implications re: ohtori as a closed-off world one can escape. we are all trapped in our coffins. mamiya is the only named character with a grave. nemuro memorial hall functions as one all the same. ruka is implied to have died in the hospital— was he dead all along? who was the boy we saw for these two episodes? is this dead boy the same boy, or is this just another coincidence from the shadow girls, cutting like a knife? it’s heavily implied that akio and anthy murder kanae by poisoning her, adding to the previous implication that they were poisoning mr ohtori too, but there are no perceptible consequences of this. kanae’s absence is not felt. she’s fed an apple slice. what happens to the bodies? we know what happened to the 100 boys, but what about everyone else? and so on and so forth. ‘death’ is a tricky thing in utena, i think it’s constantly functioning on figurative and literal levels in very different ways for very different purposes. dios died. dios was dying. dios didn’t die. he grew up. etc etc

[shannonsketches]

like why did they change where Vegeta was when Cell announced the cell games in the anime

why did they make this vegeta starting shit with yamcha instead of chillin in the lab with his family? why did they take Bulma out of the lab? Why'd they say she was Out while Dr Brief was repairing 16? Why did they change Bulma working on advanced robotics to running in late with her baby?

it's the same scene except: - Bulma's actively at work being a scientist - Vegeta's not being rude to her (or anyone else!) - Vegeta waits for Trunks instead of leaving the room - Cell interrupted the airwaves, which means Trunks and Vegeta were just hanging out with Bulma and Dr B while they were working

Those are all Great Character Details!! That the anime rails against!!

[seaofreverie]

Sparkstember Day 28: The Sparks Brothers

I'm not a movie person... So when I do actually rewatch a movie (I mean, even watch it, at ALL, haha) it must really mean that something is up. I mean, well, it also IS a thorough, highly enjoyable and visually appealing movie about a band that I've been so incredibly invested in for the past several months. So maybe it's a surprise that I don't watch it more often actually. Because one beautiful side-effect of seeing it each time was getting an unexpected and very strong surge of motivation to keep on going towards the things that matter to me the most, despite any and all obstacles that could appear on the way. Another side-effect of it is being happy and joyfull and being filled with warm feelings and thoughts for the whole following day at least. Usually up to 3 days afterwards actually.

But ok, of course, what I'm getting at is that the Maels' story is so incredibly inspirational. Seeing how they persevered through all those years and NEVER lost their spirit or their vision, never gave up... is not only moving but also something that reminds me that wow, so much *really* is possible. I spent so many years fully convinced that there are things that I'll never be able to achieve. And sure, some of them are indeed pretty unlikely to happen. But if you told me from even one year ago that I'd be making art daily and not dreading being so much as perceived anywhere in the great world (so, including the internet)... well, I would have not believed it at all. I really mean it when I say that I used to believe that there are things that I'll just never be able to do. It's like it was simply not meant for me to be able do it and have those experiences. And yet...!

There's a lot I owe Sparks and this is one of the biggest things I'll always be grateful for. They really changed my life for the better. Truly nothing else before them reaches the same degree of how much it helped me. And well, I'm saying this on TSB day because this is where this feeling of gratitude and feeling SO lucky becomes the strongest. And the beautiful thing about it all is that they were always just themselves. They had their vision, they knew what they wanted to do and didn't care about how it would be received. Which is such an important and meaningful message to me, I can't even express how huge it is to me to see these two people who only really had themselves and their endurance and got exactly where they wanted to be.

Alright, some less grandiose observations now. Well, let's start with the fact that this was by no means my introduction to Sparks but it still really cemented my love for them even more. I loved being reminded of their whole journey and learning more about it, and even moreso I loved being able to see more of their beautiful brotherly bond and their wonderful personalities. Truly no other people in this whole world make me as happy as them currently. And the brothers' sense of humour hits super close to mine, so this is also a time filled with genuine laughs (I die laughing at the absolutely true Sparks facts at the end EVERY TIME). And since I'm a huge fan of animation and mixed media art and such things, this was simply a joy to view for my more artistically-inclined side too.

And damn, those two hours and 15 minutes really fly by so fast. When I have to arrange a huge timeslot to watch it all in one go, because that's the only way to do it for me, and then it feels like no time has passed anyway. And even with so much being said there, it feels like there's still so much more to get to. But it's still enough to lift my spirits completely for a pretty long time. And to make me cry a lot of the time too... Absolutely impossible to not shed a tear by the end of it all. It's moving, it's funny as heck, it's super fun and it's absolutely beautiful and truly lifechanging. 💖

[hope-ur-ok]

I have not eaten anything today and I frankly don't have the motivation to make anything, or even care that I haven't had anything

[accidental-spice]

In the words of Jessica Day, "Work sucked today, my friends"

[rabbitindisguise]

on the negative side, I'm never drinking caffinated tea ever again because it apparently makes me manic. That's especially sad because I found that out after drinking delicious tea I'll never be able to drink again and by becoming manic (i.e. the hard way)

on the plus side, I wasn't manic before I drank caffeine! and I probably won't be come tomorrow afternoon thank fuck. It's so unpleasant. So, so uncomfortable. I'm already starting to come down I think. It's hard to tell.

but yeah otherwise getting tea with my friends was nice. It was kind of magical to do a tea tasting, it's just too bad that- well. Can't drink alcohol. Can't drink coffee. Can't even drink tea either. They need to invent some kind of chocolate milk tasting or something for me personally so I don't feel like a sad wet dog about the situation.

[yusuke-of-valla]

I am so nervous I wan puuke!