#i just couldn't resist showing these first hehe

[wildsaltair]

so as I'm sure y'all remember, I went insane when I found the montage of unreleased footage from the Gladiator DVD. I'm planning to do a full breakdown of all the new footage I discovered in there, but I just couldn't wait to share these because they are SO INTERESTING to me. it's like a four second clip of Maximus in his tent in Germania, featuring him doing something where he's shuffling some nutshells around

is he not just the cutest thing <3

but like??? I am so curious about what he's doing!!! it's probably a strategy technique, like him using the nutshells to represent different sections of his army and planning their attack. if not, maybe it's some kind of Roman version of solitaire?? I mean he's been on the road for years at this point, and how adorable would it be if this is his little nighttime unraveling technique, like a crossword puzzle or smth??

idk I just was awestruck by this little moment and wanted to share :)

[onlygarden]

[quietly, baby] - yang jungwon

genre: smut

description: when you bring jungwon into the fitting room as you try on the lingerie he chose for you, he shows his appreciation through more than just words. jungwon x female reader, unprotected sex, public sex (but it's in a fitting room), dom jungwon, oral sex (male receiving), jungwon just can't wait

a/n: i've had this idea for a while and it's FINALLY come to fruition. i hope you all enjoy it just as much as i did while writing it (and imagining it lmao). at first, i planned to only do oral sex but i just couldn't resist adding more hehe. again, i hope this is an enjoyable read !!!

the delicate sound of the last of your clothing falling into a heap on the floor of the fitting room nearly escapes jungwon’s ears. every fragment of his focus was captivated by the event being painted before him. from his position, settled upon the small bench of the modestly confined space, it seemed as though he only just began to relax. the sight of you — bearing nothing aside from your undergarments, slipping sinfully into the black silk he chose for you — acted as his captor. any remnants of relaxation sailed helplessly away from his body; a certain tension now resides in each of his muscles, igniting his body with a need which can only be met by you. 

“how does this look, baby? do you like it?” you ask casually, a hopeful smile decorating your face. 

the question, seemingly simple enough, lingers in jungwon’s mind for a moment. he swallows, a desperate attempt to soothe the sudden spell of dryness in his throat. goodness, of course he likes it. no composition of words in all of existence can ever truly describe just how much he ‘likes’ it.  

he exhales softly, hoping to unwind his taut muscles even a fraction. “baby… you look fucking hot,” he tells you, freely betraying the indecency of his thoughts. 

“can i touch you?” he immediately follows up, hardly giving you enough time to react to the boldness of his first statement.   

an almost inaudible gasp drifts from your lips, and a pang of insistent arousal runs through your body from the sight of his desperation and shamelessness alone. 

much too impatient for a blatant answer, jungwon stands up, breaching the hardly acknowledgeable distance between the two of you. his fingers travel wispily along the curve of your waist, and settle in a hard, possessive grip on your hips. he pulls your body towards his, his hands now roaming the silk of your lingerie slip in a feverish manner.

“just remember baby… we’re in public,” you remind him, a breathless attempt to reign in his barely-contained desire. 

that’s right — public. in jungwon’s erotically corrupted mind, the two of you were concealed enough. surely, no one would happen to overhear if he decided to cage you against the wall and drive himself deep inside of you with feral intensity. surely, the both of you can maintain enough control to hold in any moans, gasps, or grunts. more importantly, however, jungwon didn’t even care. 

he leans down to kiss you without a moment of hesitation, his lips melding and dancing with yours in a flurry of silkiness and roughness. as you moan softly in response to the feeling of his lips and his body against yours, he walks you backwards until he’s pressing you against the wall. he’s surely got you now.

all of your adamant concerns with the risk of nearby shoppers or staff hearing the two of you seemed so trivial now — the way jungwon’s hands slid down your body to grope the soft flesh of your ass snatched any importance away from anything else. in this moment, all your mind could helplessly muster was a need for the delicious stretch that only jungwon could provide you with. you wanted to give your body to him in any manner you could to please him, too. 

“fuck, baby… you’re making me so hard,” he says, his lips still brushing against yours as he speaks. 

god, his hard cock always felt so divine when his body was pressed up against yours. the sensation alone is more than enough to ignite your body with an undeniable impulse to urge streams of cum from him.

you wordlessly coerce him into changing positions with you, his body now pressed against the wall as your lips begin to place kisses down his neck. jungwon’s head tilts back in a subtle thud against the wall behind him as a quiet, throaty moan drifts past his lusciously plush lips. his hands squeeze your ass, his body subconsciously giving into all impulses and doing little to hide the desperate ache in his cock.  

your hands move to his pants, settling upon his belt and unbuckling it with haste. your eyes were hungrily fixed on the way his cock strained impatiently against the fabric. jungwon’s heavy eyes immediately widen as you fall to your knees in front of him, dragging his pants and boxers down in tandem. 

“baby, are you going to…?” his voice trails off in a sharp inhale as you wrap your hand around his cock and lick up his underside. 

“fuck, baby…” he breathes out quietly, a shudder running ruthlessly through his body. 

you lean up just enough to spit on his cock, beginning to stroke him languidly with the lubrication. as you envelop him in your mouth, jungwon’s hands rest tightly in your hair, his cock throbbing so delectably in the back of your throat as it constricts around him. 

“baby, oh god, so fucking good…” he moans softly, his hips thrusting subtly into your mouth. 

you begin to bob along his length, moving up and down so wickedly, your hand twisting around him in a dizzying combination. 

a low, narrowly restrained moan escapes his parted lips, his eyebrows furrowed and his face contorted in the heavenly pleasure your mouth is providing him with.

his chest heaves gently, his fingers massage your scalp eagerly, and his body can no longer brawl with the compulsion to thrust into your mouth once more. 

“baby… just like that,” he manages, his voice helplessly strained with pleasure. 

as your movements gain speed, and your free hand wanders up to fondle his balls, jungwon’s hips jerk forward in an irresistible itch for more. his cock throbs fervently against the wet silkiness of your tongue, and his stomach begins to ripple delicately as shivers of pleasure force through his body. 

“yes, oh god, yes…” he utters in a breathy, strangled moan. in hesitant defiance of the unspeakable bliss rising within him, he pulls your mouth from his length. jungwon would much prefer to plunge himself uninhibitedly within the silky, glossy, indescribably wet palace of your pussy. 

“stand up, baby. i wanna destroy your tight little pussy,” he throws at you. 

the raspy desperation and authority in his voice commands your body to oblige, and you rise to your feet. he pushes you toward the wall, pulling your hips back towards him just enough to allow him to enter you. he pulls your panties down with the same intentions — and the same haste — and he slides his hand under the silky fabric of your slip, effectively unveiling your glistening pussy. 

jungwon’s eyes darken to an intense shade at the sight of your pussy, soaking wet, begging to be stretched and obliterated. “god, baby… you’re so fucking wet,” he says lowly, his hand already wrapped around his shaft, sliding his cockhead teasingly between your folds. 

as you shiver pitifully at such a modest sensation, jungwon forces himself into you. he sinks rapidly into the slick, velvety confines and his cock demands you open as he buries himself to the hilt.

“mmm… fuck, baby. gonna fuck you ‘til you can’t see straight,” he mutters, his words laced with blinding pleasure. as his cock begins to pound you tenderly, assessing just how pronounced the sounds of your gasps and your pussy would be, his hand travels fiercely along the silk decorating your back, eventually settling in yet another harsh grip on your hip. 

a prominent smack echoes through the tight walls of the fitting room as jungwon’s hand meets the flesh of your ass. as rapidly as the sound reaches your ears, the pace of jungwon’s thrusts quicken with drastic measure, and he absolutely succumbs to the desire to pummel you into a daze. 

jungwon’s thrusts are erratic, his cock plowing in and out of you wildly, leaving your body feeble, staggered, and as good as helpless.

you try, god, you try to keep your moans breathy and suppressed, but the way jungwon’s cock mishandled and tortured your insides was much too sweet to rein in. your fervent, hardly controlled, and stuttered moans and whimpers chime lewdly within the confined space, resonating deeply in jungwon’s pistoning cock. he reluctantly stifles the sounds of your moans with his hand, hating to mute such an enthralling reaction to the way his cock tore through you.

“mmm, baby… you like that?” he asks crudely, knowing the answer all too familiarly.

the indescribable drag of his length along your walls, the utterly enticing sound of his muffled grunts and quiet whines, the way his fingers dig into your hips in an urgent declaration of ownership — it all sends each of your senses and nerves spiraling defenselessly into an electrifying pool of delight beyond description. 

as jungwon frantically observes the evidence of your orgasm — your softened cries vibrating against his hand, your body shuddering under the intensity of the pleasure, your pussy convulsing and spasming around him — his cock begins to pulse within you. 

“oh god, gonna fill you up so good- fuck, fuck, fuck!”

he spills freely inside you, streams of his cum flooding your pussy abundantly, his cock buried as deep as your battered pussy would allow. a gentle shudder travels through him from the magnitude of the pleasure you so willingly provided, and he loosens his rigid grasp on your hips. 

“you think anyone heard?” he asks playfully, his deep, short breaths tangling with your own.

a gentle laugh escapes him as you immediately nod, and he begins to withdraw his cock from you, thoroughly enjoying the squelches he receives in return.

neither of you are quite ready to return to the store, reluctant to face the impending shame.

but in truth — jungwon doesn’t really care.

[angelic--kitty]

hello hello, how are you doing?

this is my attempt at trying to cook hehe but what are your thoughts on dehya with a virgin reader?👀 my brain is just dehya x reader and clorinde x reader rn its so fun🥰😅

dehya + virgin!fem reader

warnings: smut (minors/ageless blogs dni), wlw content, virgin!reader, dom!dehya, fingering

a/n: ahh dehya my beloved ♡ trying to keep up with these daily postings. hopefully i can maintain this </3

"hey, hey, relax. i'll go slowly, i promise." dehya gently kisses your temple as your back rests against her chest.

she rubs circles into your hips with her thumbs, gently urging you to rest comfortably against her. she wants you to feel safe, surrounded by her warmth and love. she wants to feel you against her, let the pounding of her own heart resonate through your chest to show just how nervous she was too.

her hand snakes down between your thighs, gently opening them for her, peeling your panties off. "you're so pretty." she mumbles into your ear. "the desert sunsets would be jealous of you." she relishes in how your skin feels warmer with her praise. you're just so cute...

she rubs your clit first, just to get you to ease up a bit, your hips grinding into her hand eagerly. "huh, looks like someone's getting comfy, huh?" she laughs and you scoff.

"ready for more?" dehya asks, and you nod hesitantly.

"i...i think so." you answer softly and she kisses your cheek before slowly sliding her finger into you.

she can hear your soft whimper of discomfort, how you squirm against her. "i know, princess, i know. i got you." she coos, rubbing her cheek against yours, letting you grow accustomed to just one digit for the time being.

"feels weird, dehya-" your voice is breathy and she resists the urge to rut her hips up against yours.

"breathe, just breathe." she tells herself more than you. once you're ready, she curls her finger, relishing in your needy whine. you couldn't control it, and she practically moans when your hips jerk up against her touch.

"dehya!" you squeak when she slips another finger in, holding your hips down against her and kissing down the column of your neck.

"relax, you're okay, i've got you." her voice rumbles against your neck, almost like a purr. you relax with her voice, letting her curl and stretch her digits out in you.

though tonight she has no intention of taking you on her cock, she still wants to get you slowly accustomed to being stretched out a bit. she doesn't want you to get hurt, now does she?

you're her sweet princess, of course. and archons be damned if she didn't give you the royal treatment anytime you allowed her access to your pretty body.

[writingstoraes]

Hi lovely i absolutely adore your work! Could i please request a charles x actress!reader fic where charles hard launches their relationship after someone flirts with reader? (i hope this makes sense 😭😭) thank you!!🩷🩷

all mine 🪩

pairing: charles leclerc/fem!actress!reader

type: instagram imagine, social media au

notes: tysm for requesting this, anon! i hope you like this hehe fc is hailee steinfeld! and yes ur request makes sense <3 lmk what u guys think!

about: during your first paddock appearance, charles gets wind of someone else being a little too friendly with you.

yourusername

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yourusername Finally watching my favorite sport live! Props to the F1 paddock club for the banging champagne 🥂

f1thusiast crazy publicity for the team she's going to be supporting

forzacharles didn't she say shes a merc and ferrari fan? ynoscars Yeah but she's apparently visiting different teams and not just those two

ynlover ATE EVERYONE UP! HAVE FUN QUEEN

spiderverses the main attraction everyone's talking about her

ferrariyn Y/N twt in flames there's too many content so much people are trying to interview her 😭

mercedesamgf1 Thank you for the visit, Y/N! We loved showing you around 🤍

scuderiaferrari Looking forward to your garage tour here at Ferrari ❤️

leclercsyn give me a y/n and charles interaction and then ill forgive you guys for all your slip ups

yourusername added to her instagram story!

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc My love's first grand prix and paddock appearance today and I couldn't be happier. To my biggest fan, best believe I'd never miss a chance to brag about you — and I'm over the moon that I get to start today.

Almost two years together and I'd honestly say that seeing you in the paddock has been something I've been looking forward to ever since. Je t'aime, à l'écran et dans la vraie vie, que tu sois à côté de moi ou loin. I love you, on-screen and in real life, whether you're beside me or far away.

carlossainz55 I knew you'd skip the soft launch and do it your way 🤣

pierregasly I will send you that clip every day lol

mercrbr THIS IS SO FUNNY

yourusername What a shame you weren't at the garage when I toured it 😣

charles_leclerc We'll visit it again later :)

scuderiaferrari Love is in the air indeed! ❤️

landonorris Bro don't be mad but she visited us earlier... afraid you'll quote me on Twitter too 🤣

forzasainzz they will never live this down lmao

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yourusername P1 today! Was on the edge of my seat the whole time, but my faith on you never wavered. Truly the happiest when I watch you in your element 🏎️ Couldn't resist not taking the first picture when you showed up on screen.

Love you to bits, my world champ :) Cat's outta the bag now I guess, no more hiding how crazy I am for this man in red (lol)

zendaya Finally!

leclercsyn this is like a dream come true for me

charlieferrari QUEEN SUPPORTING THE KING THATS RIGHT

landonorris Charles just can't stop smiling

charles_leclerc ... Get out

taystan power couple! we love to see it ❤️

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tagging: @slytherheign, @honethatty12, @siovhanroy

notes: lmk if anyone wants to be a part of my taglist! as usual this took surprisingly long for me to make lolol requests for charles are open <3 lmk what u guys think!

[thegoldencontracts]

Too Late!

You and Azul are texting each other one day when he accidentally sends you some more honest texts.

Note/Warnings: Azul/Reader, fluff with a smidgen of angst (specifically Azul insecurities, he gets comforted tho)

You loved Azul. A lot. You'd been dating him for quite a while now, after all. But you couldn't deny that it felt like he was a bit- formal with you, to say the least. Sometimes, it felt like he was playing the role of a perfect boyfriend in a Romance Novel's screen adaptation. How did he really feel? Was he happy to be somewhere, or was he just playing along so that the other students in his dorm could see how attractive and understanding he was while they seethed in envy at the fact that they were single and he wasn't?

Which was why when Azul slipped up one day when you were texting, you were very, very happy about it.

It was a boring evening, like always. You were texting Azul, complaining about your homework while lounging in your bed like always. Nothing out of the ordinary.

Zuzuuu <3: You know, if you'd like, I'd be happy to assist with your homework. It'll even be on the house, just for you.

Me: cant believe im dating a capitalist mf /lh

Me: really tho, tysmmm for helping <3 I don't deserve u bbg...

And then, something completely out of the ordinary happened.

Zuzuuu <3: how could you say that you're literally so perfect? I love you so much I keep doodling you bc you're so. Pretty. I simp so hard for you plz never say that again <3

At first, you wondered if Floyd wrote the text as a joke. It was pretty in character for him, after all. But that didn't make sense. This wasn't Floyd's way of texting, nor did it even attempt to imitate Azul's. When Floyd was in the mood to prank someone, he put in the effort to make it good.

Whatever. You took a screenshot of the message so you could treasure it forever. And lucky you, because right after you did, the message was deleted.

Zuzuuu <3: Please don't say such things about yourself, even for comedic purposes.

He was not being slick with that. You sent a text in response, giggling all the while.

Zuzuuu <3: Regardless, would you like to come over later today?

Me: Real slick hehe... Plz show me ur doodles of me they probably look so good bc you're good at art just like everything else somehow

After a while, Azul replied.

Zuzuuu <3: I don't know what you're referring to. Regardless, would you like to come over?

As much as you wanted to press, you decided not to. Too much pressing would just make Azul clam up more. You'd just have to get him in person, where it'd be harder for him to run away when you showed him the screenshot.

Me: Sureee! Heading over right now

And so, you set out for Octavinelle, evidence in hand. You were going to make him admit he sent that text.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

By the time you got to Azul's room, you had everything planned out. He wasn't usually so candid with you, and he was clearly ashamed of it when he was. You were going to figure out why.

You knocked on the door, and Azul opened it, letting you in.

"Come in," he said, tone even more formal than usual, by some miracle.

"Thanks," you said, taking a seat.

"So, about that text-"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Azul said, quick to cut you off.

"So quick to interrupt, Azul!" You said with a mock-pout, before grinning as you pulled up the screenshot on your phone. "But I think you do."

First, Azul's mouth hung open in shock. Then, his whole face turned red, lip quivering as a high-pitched whine left his mouth. Then, he moved to snatch the phone from your hands.

You narrowly dodged, and you couldn't resist sticking out your tongue at him.

"Too slow!" You laughed as he tried to grab the phone from you again, only to fail even more without the element of surprise on his side, because for all of Azul's many strengths, speed wasn't one of them.

"Delete that at once!" He shrieked, voice cracking in the middle.

He kept trying to grab it for a while, before finally giving up.

"Fine, fine," he grumbled, pouting like a kid. Cute. "You win. Are you satisfied now?"

"Very," you said, "because I get to see you. Your actual thoughts. Not just the ultra-filtered version."

Azul scoffed at that, seemingly in disbelief, though you saw the way he stifled a smile.

"Don't flatter me," he said. "My 'true thoughts' are not something you'd want to see in the slightest. Merely a more pathetic, messy version of what I already tell you."

"And that's precisely why I want to hear it," she said. "You sound so perfect all the time that I wonder whether you're really being honest with me, you know. It's just so refreshing to see you be gushy and candid about things. And pretty cute."

"How odd," he said, before turning to you with a face more genuine. "Thank you. For what little it's worth, I'll try to be a tad more honest with you. I can't promise anything, though."

You smiled.

"That's all I ask."

And really, truly, that was enough.

Bonus:

"So, how'd you learn so much internet lingo? Never took you for that kinda guy."

"I'm in the board games club with Idia Shroud. What did you expect?"

[ticklygiggles]

Lovelynim's tickletober Day 30: Magic

Hyuna & Luka

A/N: after fallen into Alien Stage despair, I asked my best lizard cutie ( @lovelynim ) to choose a day for this pairing that I was craving. I don't care what everyone thinks, my beloved Luka is just baby ❤️ fabifabi, I hope you like this, it's certainly not the best but I hope it's good enough hehe 💕

"You know..." 

Luka felt a chill run down his spine as he heard Hyuna's voice behind him. He did his best to stop himself from jumping as the girl sat down beside him under a large tree in the garden. 

Luka blinked. "... what?" 

"I learned a magic trick from the other kids. Do you want to see it?" 

Luka frowned a bit, such a baby face looked so serious as he stared at Hyuna as if she had lost her mind, yet, he couldn't resist that bright smile on her lips and he nodded hesitantly.

She giggled, her cheeks turning a bit pink. "Great. First, you have to raise your arms aaalll the way up!" She lifted her own arms just to show him and, still unsure, he slowly raised them, tilting his head to the side. 

"Amazing. Now, you need to close your eyes!" Luka looked at her wearily and she giggled again, nodding her head. "Go on! Go on!" 

Luka let out a long sigh, but again, he did what he was told and closed his eyes tightly. 

"Nice! Now, the magic trick will start when I count to three! One... two... three!" 

"Gah-! Ahahahaha!" 

Luka burst into loud laughter as Hyuna's fingers touched his underarms. His arms came down immediately, clamping to his sides as best as he could as those fingers wiggled nonstop against his skin. 

What a weird sensation. It was something akin to an itch? Like a bug crawling on the skin, but intensified numerous times. It was overwhelming, he couldn't escape it. It made his body go crazy and uncoordinated; he squirmed, and jerked and, most of all, he was laughing uncontrollably. His stomach was starting to hurt and tears were clinging to his pretty eyelashes.

It was as if his skin was vibrating. It was too intense, especially when Hyuna's fingers moved down slowly towards his ribs. Luka fell back onto the green grass, arching his spine as Hyuna's light fingers touched all his ribs, from the highest to the lowest. 

His mind was blank. He couldn't think, just feel this magic trick make his skin wake in gooseflesh. He felt vulnerable, exposed, but at the same time... it was a little fun? It felt good to laugh like that. He didn't want Hyuna to stop, but so much laughter was already making it difficult for him to breathe and so he started to beg. 

"H-Hyuhuhunahaha!" He said through very high pitched laugh, a horrible shrieking sound leaving his mouth when those fingers now moved to his tummy. "S-Stahahap! Stop! It feheheels weheheird!" 

"Hehe, do you like my magic trick, Luka?" 

He shook his head no, but that was a lie. "Plehease! Ahahaha, n-nohoho!"

Hyuna giggled mischievously, but she did stop and Luka went limp, like a little puddle of residual giggles and heavy breaths. Whoa, that was so revitalizing. 

"I h-hahated it..."

"Oh? Of course you did~ C'mon, Luka. Let's show this magic trick to Hyunwoo~!"

[lightlycareless]

Please make a oneshot with our couple taking a bath together 🥺💕 but you know it would not end with just a normal bath since it's naoya....heheheh

Heya anon!!

It would not even begin as a bath let's be real hahaaha. However, I do think Y/N would be the one starting the whole, you know, that 😏 it's probably one of the few moments you get to be in control. Kind of. hehe.

Warnings: smut. doing it in the shower!!! or bath whatever. slight mentions of pregnancy (more like wanting it)

Now, happy reading!!!

Before meeting you, Naoya hated going back to the estate.

He hated how lonely, scrutinized, and diminished he felt whenever returning to his supposedly called home after an extensive ordeal, only to be scolded for his seemingly lack of skills, even when he was already the best around. 

Naoya couldn't wait for the moment either his dad died so he could get control of the clan and do whatever he pleased, or leave, wait out for that moment and back to reclaim what was rightfully his.

But when you came along… Let's say his perspective changed for a lot of things.

Starting with this one: his fervent hatred to return home. Now, it's all he thought about: the moment he'd get to see your beautiful face cheerfully receive him, with those softly tinted cheeks and shiny eyes he wishes he could stare at for an eternity— though he supposes he could make do with the fact they were solely his for now.

Once informing you he was on his way back, Naoya already knew what to anticipate.

First, you'd ask his staff to solely leave his care to you, so when he arrives at the gates only you'd be there to receive him. No one else was worthy of his presence like you were, and they wouldn't dare risk his ire for interrupting this intimate moment between the two, so they complied without much resistance.

From there, a warm meal. Naturally, you were very knowledgeable of his tastes, so there was never overestimations when it came to your commitment. In fact, such sentiment, alongside your meek demeanor, fingers fidgeting with one another as you sweetly asked if he liked what you prepared is what made your food far more delicious than anything else. Though going out to restaurants was also a valid suggestion—if you felt like it, he’d arrange it.

And finally, perhaps his favorite activity of all, a bath. Just like all the things you’ve done for him, it was prepared with such delicacy there was no way he could let it pass; in fact, Naoya often preferred doing this first, and would probably do so far more frequently, if he didn’t end up dirtier afterwards.

“I’m tired.” Naoya states; and with just that simple word, you were able to clearly understand what he wanted—getting to act soon after by leading him into his personal bathroom, unfastening his shirt and hakama, letting it fall to the ground and subsequently revealing his toned body for your admiration, which you always did whenever he came back from a mission, but not for reasons one would expect.

It was the fretting side of you, the one hopelessly devoted to him, that consistently led you to observe if there were any new scars, injuries for you to tend and endear, for you could never hate anything related to Naoya.

Luckily, your husband was very cautious when working, and with his technique making it far easier to avoid curses, it was rare that he’d come with injuries, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t worry, nor show your appreciation for the work he puts in for the community, the same one you often think doesn’t deserve him.

It wouldn’t take much longer after that for you to strip as well, one swift movement and your kimono would fall alongside his clothes, Naoya’s breath hitching to his throat at the sight of your bare body as you guided him into the bathtub, promptly joining him.

“Does it hurt?” you murmur when beginning to scrub his body. Naoya finds it endearing that your touch, as gentle as it was, still managed to worry you of its adequacy.

“No.” he chuckles. “You’re quite adorable for fretting about such silly things.”

“I can’t help it, I worry for you whenever you’re away…”

“Really? And how much do you worry, if I must know?”

“I can’t tell you” you breathe, pressing soft kisses against his jaw. “But I can show you.”

“Always eager, my love. Is this what you thought about when I was gone?”

You press your lips together, letting out a subtle hum as you nod.

“Y—yes.” you breathe, kissing him once more and making Naoya sigh in turn, becoming putty underneath your gestures. “It’s the only thing I think about…”

“You’re a vixen.” He chuckles, hand trailing down your back and onto your ass, where he’d give it a tight squeeze, making you release a whine he quickly captivated with his lips.

Before the eyes of others, Naoya liked to present himself as powerful, imposing, domineering and with no intentions of ever considering others beyond what he could get out of them, if they served any purpose he could exploit, and discard them when they didn’t.

But with you, behind closed doors, he likes to indulge in something else; lean back, relax, and let you take the lead to deal with all his pent up frustrations.

It shouldn’t come as a surprise to anyone that spending never ending days away from his wife was bound to agitate him; thankfully, you seemed to understand this very well, and just as he expected of your lascivious nature, your hands would eventually find their way to his cock, innocently stroking it with the pretext of cleaning it, only for your velvety walls to engulf his hardness later on, choking him with the same agonizing tightness and warmth he could only describe as home.

“Aah… oh, fuck princess…!” Naoya groans, melting away between your kisses and steady jumps, keeping a stable pace that has you taking his member deeper and deeper, as if trying to imprint his size, to make up for all the emptiness you felt when alone. “Yeah… Keep—keep moving like that—!”

“I love you” you whined, pressing kisses against his neck as your hands roamed his body, worshiping the work he’s put in. The reflection astounding sorcerer he was, the future of the Zen'in—your husband. “I love you, Naoya-sama…”

“You—you whore” his cock twitches at your debauched use of titles, at the submission you've conceded for him, or whatever he was able to distinguish past your moans and the sound of water splashing alongside your thrusts. “Know your fucking place.”

“I'm — I'm sorry.” You whined, moving your lips up to his in efforts to kiss him, but his wicked interests deceive you, earning you a sour taste of rejection as seen on the teary look in your eyes. “N—No… Naoya… kiss—kiss me, please.”

“You already have my cock and you still want more?” He chuckled, enjoying the way you suffered by his indifference. “What did I do to earn such an ungrateful whore of a wife?”

But it was all a jest, of course it was, you knew that well—for the second time you attempt to captivate his mouth he immediately succumbs, taking in your soft lips and it's sweet flavor, the same one that completely hypnotized him the first time he had it, the one he'd rather die than to never taste again.

He could never deny you. Naoya physically couldn't, the pain of being away from you was too much to bear that he couldn't even hide it, ruining his mood even more than usual, to the point where outsiders kept their distance for their own safety. That much was your influence.

It's why Naoya gave you whatever you desired, though not without some banter, because you're the only one that has made him feel safe, capable of being vulnerable without the fear of being ridiculed, but most importantly loved.

So, he gives you all the kisses you want. All the caresses across your curves, sweet nothings against your ear, and his seed deep inside your belly, holding you tightly against him, careful to not let a single drop spill, as he promised to celebrate you with the highest honor he could bestow upon you, the lady of the house, his beautiful wife: his children.

The two have been trying, for quite a while now too, diligently and as frequently as possible given your desperation to become a mother, and his need to make another claim and let everyone know you were his.

But results have yet to be seen, and while somewhat disappointing, this doesn’t demotivate neither too much, understanding that until his seed takes root, both could still enjoy each other's company: with you continuing to ease his pent up frustrations, this time with your mouth under another silly pretense of cleaning him, making him cum two more times, before drying him and moving to the bed…

And him succumbing to your affection, seeking your embrace soon after the two laid on the futon, intertwined with one another as Naoya enjoys your comforting warmth, as well as your scent.

“You smell… different” he notes. Not that he minded, you were always sweet and gentle with your selections, yet, something about it…

“I wanted to make your return special.” you murmur. “I thought I'd try something out of the usual”

There it is, what made this observation unique. He smiles at your dedication, however…

“I like the other one better” Naoya teases, and you pout, somewhat saddened.

“I'm sorry, I’ll go back to that—” you attempt to peel away from him, eager to get up and change into the perfume of his liking, but he holds you down, smirking.

“Or we can just… sweat it out” he suggests against your ear, you tense up but do not reject him.

“We just took a shower.” It’s your last, feeble persuasion.

“I think you missed a spot”

Maybe the insatiable one here was Naoya all along.

Naoya gets turned on when you call him naoya-sama. With that cutesy voice that UgH you know what buttons to press to make him GO WILD.

Anyways, thank you so much for this request!! Still working on improving my smut skills, so keep 'em coming hehehe 🤭

Take care and hope to see you soon!! 💖💖

[kentosbabes]

I want to request eren with something like y/n fell for him first but this man fell harder?(even tho it took him forever to realize) Wanna see this man get heart-eyes frustrated. No is ok! I like everything you write about him anyway hehe

You knew Eren was the one, ever since he came and sat next to you in math class you couldn't resist. how could you? his brown hair falling loose out of the messy bun his hair is thrown into, framing his face as his brows furrow in confusion at the math question in front of him. You often laughed as he looked at you in confusion pointing at his answer as if to ask if he was right when it was so wrong.

That was how it started you helping him with his math after his football training. From the quiet library, he began coming to your place and then began staying for dinner, which then turned to stay the night. You helped him pass the class and at the same time, you got to see him almost every day. Eren knew he liked you but he let you take the initiative, asking him out on a date and making sure you were at all of his games. You loved how he would always look for you in the crowd as you stand cheering for him, he would blow a kiss and send you a quick wink before running off down the pitch.

It was a couple month into your relationship and one day when you're in a bath together and he's massaging your shoulders when you let out 'I love you'. You slap your hand across your mouth as you look back and him but he's just smirking at you. 'omg I'm sorry It just slipped out I-' you try to speak but Eren just brings your lips to his in a kiss telling you he feels the same.

There was no need for you to do anything when you were with him. He began to realize how he didn't want you to lift a finger when you were with him, he wanted to make you happy and take away all of your worries. Need your nails done? Eren's taking you as soon as he can, sitting next to you with your bag in his lap. It's worth it when he sees his initial on your ring finger and he can help but think how it would look wrapped around his di-

Eren would cut up your food when you would struggle and loves feeding you bites of his own food for you to taste. He enjoyed the simple things others may consider annoying like sitting down as you try on hundreds of clothes and following you around like a lost puppy at parties. He didn't know when or why he suddenly became so attached to you it just happened, wherever you went he was by your side his arm thrown over your shoulder or at your waist. At the same time as wanting you to be happy, he also found himself getting more agitated when you would speak to other men - in particular, his friends because he knew they all has a thing for you.

You knew he was just jealous but he was the petty type of jealous, giving you the silent treatment and training more than usual. but he couldn't stop the feeling inside him telling him to be near to you, so even when he was in a mood he would still try and cuddle you and be close to you. When you confronted him about it he just wrapped you up in his arms repeating how much he loved you and couldn't lose you. Only then did he realize how down bad he was for you. Eren didn't stop though he continued to spoil you every chance he got and instead of getting petty when you were with him and his friends, he would have you sitting on his lap or giving you sloppy kisses to show you off making sure they all know you're his.

As you lay in bed cuddling he is always talking about the future and marrying you as soon as he can. He makes sure to do his best at games so he can go pro and provide for you so you don't have to do anything but look pretty. Eren had made sure to let your dad know of his good intentions and was easily welcomed into your family.

Even as you got longer into your relationship he would still stare at you in awe like it was the first time he ever saw you. He still couldn't believe you were his even after a year into the relationship. You made sure you still attended each one of his games because you were his 'good luck charm'. and after each game, you made sure he was well looked after, massaging soap into his muscles in the shower and then letting him relax a little in bed as you give him the best head of his life. Eren was usually the one taking charge in the bedroom but days like that you had him moaning and practically whimpering in your grasp. He was happy to be vulnerable with you and trusted you with his life.

Not to mention Eren is whipped on your pussy. After feeling how tight and wet you feel he couldn't even think about having anyone else his focus was just on you. No kiss ended with anything other than sex. No matter if you give him just a peck or you making out, in seconds he's picking you up and taking you to the bedroom. He loves putting you in missionary so he can keep eye contact with you watching your mouth lets out sweet sounds and your eyes rolling back.

He just loves you so much.

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[bnnywngs]

Oikawa remembers everything from beginning to end, as if it was a movie with the highest definition inside his own brain and he was the lonely viewer.

When they first met, they were both 15.

The first time Oikawa met Koushi, he didn't know who he was - it was his anonymous post on a very popular, at that time, online forum for volleyball players. Koushi used the forum to rant and vent, letting out his thoughts and feelings for anyone interested enough to read, like a diary or something.

Oikawa couldn't judge, he did the same.

It was one particularly emotional and depressive post that their first interaction happened. Koushi had lightly sprained his ankle after too much training and was out of volleyball practice for at least two weeks. Oikawa was a veteran in injuring himself for practicing too much, just ask Iwa-chan.

After that, they started to talk more, at first through comments in each other's posts, then through dms, and lastly, through their personal social media accounts. Oikawa struggled with his feelings for a while until he found the guts to ask for Koushi's phone number.

Their talks were long and deep, exchanging personal struggles and painful feelings they rather not show to anyone. Little by little, day by day, they got closer and Oikawa was going mad, his heart overflowing with affection.

"Can we meet?" was the message he sent after losing to Ushiwaka yet again - first time in high school.

"Sure!" Koushi's answer was quick, without showing doubts or apprehension.

The place they decided to meet for the first time was a popular boba place near the station, without saying where they lived or where they went for school.

Oikawa fell even more in love with Koushi when he saw the other boy up close. Those beautiful round eyes with a beauty mark, that silky hair and innocent expression, they made his heart skip one or two beats before going overdrive.

"Wow, you're so pretty!" Koushi said and his voice was as beautiful as his everything.

Blushing faintly, Oikawa scratched his nape "You're also reaaally pretty."

"Hehe." Koushi chuckled and Oikawa could swear he saw the boy sparkle.

And suddenly, their meetup ended up being a date of sorts, with both flirting in a subtle way with each other.

Though, they never touched the subject of volleyball and school.

By the fourth pseudo date, Oikawa found the courage to ask about it.

"Isn't it better to let fate decide if it wants us to know where we study?" Koushi said with a beam that pierced right through Oikawa's heart.

"But why~?" he whined "What if I want to pick you up during Valentine's Day with a heart shaped chocolate?"

Koushi, for the first time, blushed, his pale cheeks gaining a pinkish hue that made him look even more pretty. Unfairly pretty. Oikawa was so in love he wanted to scream or bash his head against the concrete floor.

"Oh." Koushi said, embarrassed "I mean... I want that. Definitely. But." he chewed on his lower lip, looking for words "Wouldn't it be funny if we went to interhigh and we look at the other side, to the school we're playing against, and saw each other?"

"...Maybe?" Oikawa wasn't convinced "But why wait?"

"Tooru, please~" Koushi huffed, exasperated "Imagine the surprise! The dread! The panic! The gay panic! It looks straight out off a shoujo manga, right?! Right?!"

Oikawa laughed "You're so weird, what the hell." then sighed "Fine. You win. Let's do your way."

"Not my way, fate's way!" Koushi looked so proud of himself.

Not resisting anymore, Oikawa bowed down and kissed those pretty lips.

They were both 15 when they met online, and 16 when they started dating.

A year later, they found themselves across a net.

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕗𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕗𝕝𝕚𝕣𝕥 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ daily anon request: MMJ LEN, N25 LUKA AND VBS KAITO WITH A... UHHHHHHHH💀🤷‍♂️🥺💀🥺🤷‍♂️😼💀😼🤫 flirty reader?? The type of person to like point at something and when they look at that direction, reader like, turns their chin to face them🥺🥺🥺🤧 or maybe the type to lift up their chin?? Or like.. the type to go OVERBOARD and by that, like FULL OVERBOARD the type of person to blast fireworks when asking u out😘 (flirty x flirty is my fav trope)

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DAILY QUSSTIONNNNN😡😡😡😡 not sure if i did this but ur favorite n25 cards?? Idk the names but it would be the new kanades new card😔 ena's i nandesu card, mafuyus white day card and mizukis diner card!!

-daily! Anon

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ HEHSUWD THAT'S SO COOL

ANYWAY QUESTION FIRST

For Kanade itd be card from "Heart in Water" event, for Mafuyu from "Drifting Slumber at Dawn", for Ena it'd be her colorfesta card with her sekai fragment, and for Mizuki it'd be their Phantom Chaser card!! Tho I admit I had small problem picking for Ena and Mafuyu 😔

GOING BACK TO FIC TOPIC I hope you like it!!! 'Cause I certainly had my fun while writing this ^^

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

MMJ!Len was just on backstage with you while the other idols had their daily practice on the main stage. But you couldn't let it be just a normal hangout... no... you had your mischievous plan ready!

"Hey Len... what's that?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"There."

You pointed at something, tho he only gave it a quick look and went back to you with his gaze, not giving you enough time to make your plan a reality.

"I don't see anything..."

"Just look closer!"

He went back with his gaze to where you were pointing, now trying to take a better look, even squinting his eyes.

"I still can't-"

He began but your hand was already on his cheek and tilting it back to yourself. His mouth was literally making small "o" as you did that. After a while tho, he finally blinked and chuckled, reilizing what was your intention.

"Sneaky~ Don't worry tho, I'll prepare something for you next time!"

"Hehe~ Think you can outwin me?"

"I can try~"

He gave you his determined smirk to show just how serious he is about his goal! Because when he said that, he was already planning how to sweep you off your feet and surprising you at the same time!

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@bleachtheidiot @superstar-ethereal - come get your banana boy!

N25!Luka was simply minding her own business... walking through Empty SEKAI without much destination. Or maybe her destination was her lover? Who knows~

What matters is that once she saw them, she gently smirked to herself as she decided to greet them, maybe even surprise them! But you had the very same goal...

So once she came over and was about to spook you, she was spooked instead! You quickly turned around, wrapping your arms securey around her waist and made her weight rely on your arms a little bit.

"Look who's in my arms yet again~ Couldn't wait any longer?"

She was a little bit surprised but soon let out a gentle scoff, maybe even followed by chuckle your ears simply couldn't catch...

"And you couldn't hold back from wrapping your arms around me immidietly after seeing me~ And who's guilty, hm?"

This time it was you letting out a gentle chuckle as you saw your girlfriend in the right mood! Tho she always is a little of a tease, you guess...

"Maybe we both are? You can't resist me and I can't resist you~?"

"Heh~ Maybe~"

She said with gentle smirked as she stood back up just to cup your face with her gentle hands and place even gentler kiss on the tip of your nose!

"Or maybe it's just you~"

Oh she wouldn't let you win that easily... seems you need to prepare yourself for even more teasing and tough fight to see who really is to blame here!

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@bleachtheidiot @prsk-krow @superstar-ethereal - come get your elegant woman~

VBS!KAITO was just casually sitting on some street with you, as the two of you decided to get some fresh air and just relax!

Poor boy didn't expect anything... he just leaned back against the wall and dozed off as he stared at the sky, lost in his own thoughts, as his right hand caressed your left. It was surely cute seeing him like that but you had to make this hangout a bit more interesting...

So out of nowhere you reached your right hand and held his chin, making him immidietly wake up from his little dreamland and turn to you, who had a smirk on their face right now.

"Is something wrong, love?"

"Your attention is on the wrong thing, that's what's wrong, darling~"

"Haha... I'm sorry... I can explain myself tho."

He pointed up at the sky, even moving himself closer to you to make sure your gaze will be exactly where he'd want it.

"If you tilt your head a bit... doesn't this cloud look like a heart a little bit?"

How could you ever even pretend you're mad at him when he's like that? Well... you can't... but you surely can tease him about what he just said!

"Awh~ Did that remembered you about me so much~?"

"Why of course. There's no hiding our feelings, love~"

He looked back at you with caring smile, his right hand was still softly caressing your felt, untill he brought it to his lips to leave a gentle kiss on it's palm, before returning to just caressing.

"You really can't stop thinking about me, huh~?"

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@bleachtheidiot @hayillaaaaaaa @wabatle @sucodelaranja86 - come get your soft gentleman~

[sixpennydame]

Sailor Bestie ♥️

How are you? I hope everything's fine for you!

I missed your *Smut Dialogue Prompts* post yesterday but maybe it's not too late? If it's still ok, how about Reader saying "you taste so good" (16) to Levi?

Because we all know what is the better angle to look at him, right?😈

Lots & lots of love & hugs ♥️♥️

Hi Bestie! It's never too late - I'm always happy to write for you. <3

I hope you'll enjoy this "angle" of Levi, hehe.

Forbidden Fruit

16. You taste so good.

Levi x Fem!Reader

C/W: oral (m receiving), nsfw, minors do not interact

Your father had warned you about Levi Ackerman, the man he'd recently hired to help him with his orchard during the summer harvest season. He'd seen how you both looked at each other, eyes resting on each other just a little longer than he deemed appropriate.

"He's just a seasonal worker, darling, a brat from who-knows-where. You stay away from him," he commanded at dinner one evening.

But you couldn't resist the way Levi's blue-grey eyes followed you as you walked through the orchard, or how his hand would graze yours when you offered him a drink in the hot sun. He often preferred to be alone in his off-time, but always seemed to be around when there was a chance you'd show up.

Your father would be irate if he knew that Levi Ackerman was kissing you under a big oak tree in a far and isolated corner of the orchard, his tongue licking up the juices of a peach you had just eaten, the liquid running down your neck and chest. It wasn't the first time you two had met in this place, each time exploring each other's bodies a little bit more; hands moving under shirts, whispering sweet nothings in each other's ears.

You wanted more. Needed more.

This time, your hands wander down his chest to the waistband of his pants. You play with the button the move down the zipper slowly.

"What do you think you're doing?" he asks with a smirk, then pulls you further behind the tree.

"I want to taste you," you respond, pulling his pants down slightly and touching the bulge in his underwear. You fall on your knees in front of him as you pull down his boxers, his dick springing out.

He bends over slightly and lifts up your chin. "You dirty girl. What am I going to do with you?"

You look up at the ravenette, his eyes full of yearning and expectation, and lick his cock from base to tip. He hisses, then his hand rests delicately on top of your head as you take him fully in your mouth. You bob up and down and he moans; what starts as low growls are now almost whimpers as you continue to suck on his beautiful cock.

His hips start bucking against you and his hand weaves into your hair.

"So good...I can't...I just..." his hand tightens in your hair and his voice shakes as he groans. "I'm sorry...but you can take it, right?"

"Mmmhmmm," you reply, and the vibrations of sound elicit another moan from him. He's rougher now, his cock hitting the back of your throat, causing tears to form in the corners of your eyes. You look up at him, doe-eyed, his own eyes feral and intense, until he finally closes them and bites his bottom lip.

You feel his warm cum fill up your mouth - a salty, sweet taste you've never experienced before. As he pulls his cock out of your swollen lips, you wipe the corner of your mouth.

"Levi...you taste so good..."

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I've recently added drabbles as a choice on my Taglist!

@mrsackermannx @notsaelty

[thorchickmotorchick]

Today's topic, as I said, is also about the Dark World and the heart's desire?.. It can be called whatever you want, but the point is that the comic book shows Thor's greatest desire. About what happened to Thor while Loki was in prison.

ᴄᴏᴍɪᴄ: ᴛʜᴏʀ: ᴄʀᴏᴡɴ ᴏꜰ ꜰᴏᴏʟs.

His desire was shown through an illusion, namely the Crown of Fools. Thor, the Warriors Three and Lady Sif were all besotted by it. We are not interested in the wishes of others except Thor. (hehe.)

You can read the comic yourself, but the gist is clear.

Thor wanted to rule TOGETHER with Loki.

He may not have thought about it before the first movie, but at the moment of Dark World... You know what surprises me the most?

At that moment, he was away from Jane. And.. It's strange, isn't it? If I didn't know about this comic, I would have thought that at that moment all he wanted was to meet Jane. But no. Nooo.

He wanted to be with Loki. (Yes, this sounds ambiguous.🫠)

Yes, in the end the illusions became perverted, but the essence remains only that Thor wanted to share the throne with Loki. He thought about him. He wanted to be with him again. But he just couldn't. He couldn't forgive him. He would not have been understood, and he knew that Loki would refuse as before. He had to carry everything inside himself...

P.S. I hope you found it interesting and like the way I describe... Yes, I'm using a translator (a little reminder that I'm not American.), so I can only hope that I explain everything clearly. And I’m very sorry that I write so much.. I just can’t resist, I need to speak out!😥

Another little reminder: I don't care how you take it, romantically or brotherly.

Next topic: Deadpool manga featuring Loki. (I will also talk about Thor/Loki)

[egg-emperor]

You're the expert on Eggman so I'm really curious to hear your answer

If Eggman found that Sonic died (something along the lines of Sonic was killed by someone else or he fell victim to some strange disease) would Eggman be upset that he didn't get to experience killing Sonic himself or would he immediately begin partying and start working on his vision for Eggman land?

I know Eggman would be ecstatic about finally getting to move towards his goals with no obstruction, but I guess what I'm really asking is how would Eggman feel knowing that something else took the life of his greatest enemy and he'll never get to experience the thrill of being the one to do it

(Also, in this hypothetical situation, Eggman did not kickstart the events that led to Sonic's death whatsoever. It was mostly out of nowhere, and Eggman is just finding out about it.)

Aww thank you I'm honored to be considered an expect hehe 💜

I feel his initial reaction is always to be absolutely delighted and burst into laughter because his arch nemesis is dead and that will never be a total downside for him. The two moments we've seen his reaction to Sonic presumably being dead, he's been overjoyed, standing out as some of his happiest moments in the entire series lol

And while technically he was pretty much responsible for both as Sonic wouldn't have been cyber corrupted in the first place if Eggman hadn't kicked it all off, we still got to see how he feels if he isn't the one to really directly finish him off, calling it his "only regret". While he would've preferred it of course, he can be happy about it regardless. It's still hilarious and delightful to him

Though if he had no involvement at all because it was from some other foe that isn't connected to him, or a sickness, or anything else, I could see him being a little disappointed or even mad about how he couldn't get the glory of killing him. Like in a possessive "Hey, that was my prey! I was going to be recognized for my power and brilliance by killing him!" type way-

But overall he'd still be happy he was gone, the benefit of him no longer being around to get in his way remains. Plus he could still get the glory of defeating the rest of his friends if he's not feeling satisfied when he can't take any pride and credit in anything. As long as he gets the sense of accomplishment and bragging rights in other areas, I think he'll be happy enough in the end

So I'd say he'd probably still have the same mindset of when he said Sonic denied him the pleasure of finishing him off. His initial reaction would always be joy and laughter, even if after it wears off, he pouts like "But it should've been me that did it though >:[" and feel a little unfulfilled. It feels like he was denied one of the greatest thrills, catharsis, and satisfactions he could feel

And he could go "Wow sucks that for years I've aspired to put that blue pest down myself and the opportunity was ripped from my hands. I wanted to put him in his place and prove myself before I rid of him forever!" Because let's not forget, the reason he kept Sonic alive in prison in Forces was because he wanted to show him his completed empire before banishing (killing) him

He would wish he could've shown his glorious empire to Sonic and said "Ha I told you I could do it, I was never bluffing! Now the world is mind and my glorious empire will rule supreme and you're nothing before me. Now goodbye forever!" And really rubbed his accomplishment and superiority in his face, then had the glory of killing him himself. That's his absolute dream scenario

Accepting that he isn't ever going to get that could be a tough pill to swallow after years of anticipation and fighting for it but it wouldn't stop it from overall being a great positive thing overall that Sonic is dead. What's done is done, so I think he'd be able to replace it in the end by proving himself to all the rest of those that try to resist him and getting the joy of killing his other enemies himself

l can also see him still thinking it was hilarious if he died in such a lame way if it was due to a sickness or something instead of in an epic battle lol. He might not have been able to prove his brilliance in it but Sonic at least proves his patheticness. Like how I can see him looking down on Maria for her terminal illness and dying by a bullet and using it as a reason to say he's better in both cases

Then he can personally prove his power and superiority by destroying or dominating the rest by himself. He'd know how to look on the bright side of it and find other ways to use his demise as proof of his own brilliance either way. In the end it'd still result in him cracking open a bottle of champagne and celebrating that blue bastard's end and the beginning of his glorious empire XD

So I think the upsides would outweigh the downsides no matter what, as he'd still get what he always wanted with his main dream of dominating the world and building and ruling his empire. It's just along the way defeating Sonic also became a part of it so it can be a bit a bummer- but he won't let that sour the happiest time of his life when the world is finally his, he has an empire to rule!

But I mean hey, maybe Eggman wouldn't want to accept it, to the point he'll go back in time to save him or find a way to revive him 06 style, something so noble and heroic. Like oh my god maybe he actually can't live without Sonic and needs him in his life! - But then it's actually just so he can kill him himself and get the glory and the credit. Dig him up to make sure he gets it lmfao

And he'd still do it in a way that he gets to prove himself, by taking him prisoner for a while while he builds his empire, shows it all to Sonic to really anger him and then gleefully declares that they'll engage in one last epic battle to the death with him, where he plans on finally killing him. That would be pretty fucking awesome. But if he loses and Sonic gets to live on, it'd immediately become his biggest regret!

[taylortruther]

I've been following the discourse on The Alcott, which I love, and I couldn't resist chiming in (long-time reader, first time sending an ask hehe). I agree a lot with everything that has been said, and even though The Alcott is canonically about Matt and his wife, I do think aspects of Taylor's dynamic with Joe towards the end inevitably bled into it.

In the song, The Alcott is a place sacred to the lovers bc it's where one of them runs off after a fight and the other one chases after them, and in the Alcott (could be a bar or cafe), they manage to reconcile. To me, "I get myself twisted in threads to meet you at The Alcott" is the charcater saying that he will do whatever is neccessary to meet his lover at this place of reconciliation in order to fix things after a fight, no matter how hard it might be, but in a way it's also the character saying that he will pick fights over silly things, as in having to do mental gymnastics ("get twisted in threads") to find something to fight over just to get the chance to meet her at the Alcott, bc even if the rs is going through a horrible rough patch where they're emotionally distanced from each other, causing a fight would force them to at least feel something towards the other and talk, and that is better than feeling nothing, even if the emotion is anger. He knows exactly where she will be bc that's where she retreats to when they fight ("I'd go to the corner in the back, where you'd always be"), and seeing her there reassures him that that's where she (and him) will continue to run to in the future: not away from each other, but to this place of reconciliation. She's "writing something about someone that used to be me [him]", which could be a way of saying that she's now writing about someone else that she might be falling in love with as she's falling out of love with him. However, to me it feels more like a reference to how in the last couple of years (see the Joe songs on Midnights) Taylor reverted to writing about the beginning of their rs, back when things were good and joyful, bc at the present things were very bad and she desperately wanted to get back to how good it once was; hence why she's writing about it. I agree that "the last thing you wanted" and "the first thing I do" is referring to saying "I love you"; the reason why it's the last thing she wants could be bc that's how he usually tries to fix his wrongs in an easy way and she's tired of him saying that but not actually making an effort with his actions, which I do think Joe was guilty of towards the end. Or, alternatively, it could be bc the charcater has fallen out of love with him and therefore doesn't want him to say "I love you" bc she can't truthfully say it back. "I tell you my problems, you tell me the truth" could also be in this context: he tries to apologize by telling her his issues, she tells him that the truth is she no longer loves him. In the context of Joever, however, imo it refers to Joe telling her all the problems he has with her excessive fame and the public attention on them that it implies etc, and Taylor being honest about how songwriting and performing are an essential part of who she is, and giving it up forever would be devastating to her. But that she would do it for him if it could save them.

The fact that he waits for her to look up makes me think that he's cautious bc she might still be angry and/or that he doesn't have the courage to initiate the apology, and instead waits for her to do it or tries figure out what to say that will earn her forgiveness. "How many times will I do this and you'll still believe?" shows that he knows he screwed up badly and has done so repeatedly, yet she still always forgives him bc that's how much she believes in their love and wants to fight for it. How long can the relationship withstand and survive his repeated offenses again and again though? (which goes back to "how long could we be a sad song till we were too far gone to bring back to life?").

"Tell me which side are you on" is very interesting in reference to the "you fire off missiles cos you hate yourself" in Renegade and the "I tried to be your bravest soldier, fighting in only your army, frontlines don't you ignore me" in YLM. She's saying "why are you fighting against me, when we're supposed to be fighting together? I'm not the enemy, I'm always on your side and fighting for you", yet he still (consciously or subconsciously) treated her like the enemy, blaming her for things that were completely out of her control and all the outside stuff that they thought was the cause of their rs problems, instead of being on her side and fighting for her too. He left her all alone on the frontlines and not only ignored her efforts but also contributed to the missiles fired her way. Will be very interesting if she further develops the Archer metaphor in TTPD, under the theme of "I had only arrows as defense from your angry missiles and your love bombs" or something akin.

"Have I become one of your problems?" seems like her conclusion to him telling her his problems: apparently, they all have to do with her/her career. Yet, she's clearly exhausted and drained by their fights, and desperately wants it to be easy for once, so she puts the blame on herself ("everything that's mine is a landmine"), knowing that her continued forgiveness and desire to love him could redeem and heal him but it could also very much enable him to keep hurting her ("did my love aid and abet you?").

Then, as the lovers sing "I'll ruin it all over for you" together, they're both accepting the blame for the fight equally, which is the ideal conflict resolution (but sadly, not at all how I think it went with Taylor and Joe towards the end).

The back and forth in the last chorus is particularly gut wrenching to me. In a way, it echos the desperate begging and pleading in the bridge of YLM, but in this case it's softer, more hopeful perhaps, and as you and anon said, it alludes to pain and pleasure (both emotional and sexual): she's telling him "go ahead, shit on my art and my job, rip it off me, set the terms and conditions you want ("read my sentence out loud"); anything to save our love" but there's also a darkness to this, where she would rather he use her for his own physical pleasure even when still mad at her bc that way he at least feels something for her, which is very 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 but it goes to back to how in the beginning of the song he says he will pick fights in order to at least make her feel something (anger/rage) towards him, instead of remaining in the coldness and disconnect in which they were before. Florence + The Machine's song "Dream Girl Evil" describes this type of dynamic very well imo (which is even more😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫), where sex is used as both a weapon during conflict and as a means of resolution. I do think this was the case with Taylor and Joe after their honeymoon phase (False God, Afterglow) and also towards the very end, hence the TTPD cover. During folkmore it seems like they had a couple of years where they learned to use their words to resolve arguments instead of resorting to sex, but unfortunately went back to that dynamic when the rs started to fall apart.

In this way, the metaphorical Alcott for Taylor and Joe was the bedroom ("you had turned my bed into a sacred oasis"): it became their sacred place of reconciliation. Their love, once a blessing, is now a curse, but a curse that she loves and cherishes bc it's theirs, it keeps them together, within this home (both physical and metaphorical) they have built together over the years; she sees no other option but loving him (as we know, Taylor thought she would die if she lost him). All of this is emulated in the beautiful yet vulnerable and almost sad way in which Taylor sings the last "back in love with you": in The Alcott, sacred place for the lovers, they reconcile and fall back in love with each other.

I didn't mean for this to turn into an essay but oh well 😅 those are my two (or twenty) cents. Would love to hear what you and the anons think! Also, I love reading your blog, your takes are brilliant :)

i don't have much to add, because i like just letting this interpretation just sit on its own! but i do love that your interpretation of the alcott being the bedroom fits in perfectly with the discussions we've been having the last 2-3 days.

other things i really liked here:

Will be very interesting if she further develops the Archer metaphor in TTPD, under the theme of "I had only arrows as defense from your angry missiles and your love bombs" or something akin.

me too!!! how will the combat theme she discusses so often evolve in ttpd?

also intrigued by this:

"Tell me which side are you on" is very interesting [...] She's saying "why are you fighting against me, when we're supposed to be fighting together? I'm not the enemy, I'm always on your side and fighting for you",

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Or, alternatively, it could be bc the charcater has fallen out of love with him and therefore doesn't want him to say "I love you" bc she can't truthfully say it back. "I tell you my problems, you tell me the truth" could also be in this context: he tries to apologize by telling her his issues, she tells him that the truth is she no longer loves him

this was my first take!

but what i've noticed is that everyone has a different opinion on which role taylor is occupying (the one going to the alcott and confessing, or the one receiving the confession.)

also, i feel the need to address this for the readers: no, we do not know which parts specifically that taylor wrote, and she did write this from the pov of matt berninger's wife. acknowledged!

[cloudytaemin]

key as your friend with benefits :]

after killer i think i literally fell in love with kibum hes so... unexplicable so enjoy my small hard hours key cause phew

god he's so good in bed

the way he calls you baby and runs his fingers through your hair

every time he shows up at your door, breath hot and clothes messed up

you know exactly what he wants

he's such a shockingly good tease, making you tell him everything

he'll ask suggestive questions like "is it good, baby? you like that, don't you?"

he's not really one for head but when you give it to him he doesnt object and urges you on

of course, the longer this goes on the more feelings he gains

but he knows that he's not the one for you, or at least in his eyes

the pining will never end but what else can he do?

kibum will take his love for you to the grave

he couldn't explain himself the first time you slept with taemin

so much jealousy bubbled up inside him he thought he might just go to your house and walk in on the two of you

even in public you throw yourself at him, he's got to just pat your leg and smile at your horny ass

if kibum hates one thing its pda

don't get him wrong though, he'd pin you against your window any time but in public places? no way

he'll scold you over the phone later

telling you all of the things he's going to do to you when he sees you next

every next time he finds just a little more passion in your kisses

just a little more longing

from him or you, he doesn't really know

but he's good at hiding his feelings

getting over them even

so he convinces himself hes over it

of course you keep fucking, who could resist kibum

every time you rut your hips against his thigh he gets the stupid knowing smirk on his face

he'll take you home later and pin you up against the door, theres no time to make it to the bedroom

kibum will have you crying his name until sunrise

i'll continue this in a bit since i have an idea i want to write into a ff for this (hehe) but kibum is fucking with me so bad rn

[drunkoffsmoke]

Riz(beastars) x short!m bear reader hcs?

a/n: brother elliot has gotchu👍

pairing: riz x short!male!bear!reader.

fandom: BEASTARS.

genre: fluff, headcanons, horror.

! WARNING ! : contains spoilers, mentions of death, unhealthy relationship.

a/n 2: it's been awhile since i've last watched beastars, so i apologize if the headcanons are a bit ooc. you didn't quite specify whether you wanted romantic relationship headcanons or platonic relationship headcanons so i did a mix of both.

p2 here

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little story hehe

Riz isn't the most extroverted fellow. He likes to keep to himself and interact with those he considers close friends.

Still, he couldn't help but glance at you during classes and wonder how he should approach.

Bears are a pretty rare sighting in Cherryton Academy, mainly because the population isn't that big.

And you know how bears are pretty united, cuz they got to deal with the same problems and stuff.

So when he saw you for the first time, he just couldn't resist the temptation to approach.

He found your height to be adorable, despite you being an almost full-grown bear.

It came to him as a shock first, seeing how such small thing like you can even be considered a bear.

So he used your height to his advantage.

You were in the library, looking through the many bookshelves in search for a book that may peek your interest.

Soon enough, you found one. To your luck, it was at the top of the bookshelf.

You tried reaching for it, cursing under your breath at your pathetic attempts to grab the book.

It wasn't long until you could feel someone behind you.

You spun around, being greeted with the bears chest. You had to tilt your head upwards in order to look at his face.

He wasn't looking at you, he simply reached for the book you initially wanted to grab and handed it to you.

He had this charismatic soft smile on his face as he extended his hand, urging you to take the book. "Here you go." He calmly said, his eyes half-lidded.

And that's how you two became friends.

okok headcanon time

You and Riz are spending majority of your free time together, discussing various books or just chilling together in the park near the Academy.

You two don't speak much, letting your actions speak louder than your words.

Riz likes it, since he feels like every little word coming out of his mouth is a lie.

He feels as if actions speak louder than words, so he mainly shows affection by gently caressing your back or gently stroking your cheek.

He seems like the type of guy to quietly observe if someone is flirting with you. Not the jealous type, but he can get possessive.

Especially if you seem uncomfortable.

He's a gentle giant that isn't so innocent and clean, y'know?

Anyways, he likes crafting things and DIY itself, so presents from him would either be books, tea, or origami he made. (the origami is a bit wonky and it doesn't perfectly function but don't blame the poor fellow, he has big hands and the paper is small...)

He likes reading poems to you. He doesn't make them, but he likes reading them.

And whenever he stumbles upon one that reminds him of you, he wouldn't waste a second to read it out loud to you.

He'd be a bit hesitant to show you affection during school hours, a bit afraid that he'd get in trouble,

But behind doors he is a touchy fellow. Little big man needs you close for cuddles.

You and him don't really go on dates, both of you being so focused on school and your studies.

But when you do, you either take a stroll in the city, go to a library or a café, anything that can relax the both of you after a stressful day at the academy.

His nickname for you would be Little Koala, because one time the two of you were at the beach and a jellyfish popped up right next to you.

Let's say you clinged to his back and refused to get off until the two of you were out of the water. (jellyfishes r terrifying fr)

He talks in his sleep. Quite often, actually. If he can even sleep in the first place.

One night you heard him murmuring something about Tem, his friend that was viciously attacked and killed by a carnivore.

You couldn't quite pick up what he was saying, because you were tired, but you surely heard something about taste.

You've been cautious around Riz ever since.

He obviously noticed you were getting distant. It didn't even take him long for him to realize you found out the truth about Tem's death, that he was the reason for it.

So he started getting cold with you. Not in a 'no longer hanging out with you' kind of cold, he started threatening you that if you tell anyone about the truth, he'd kill you aswell.

He was constantly stalking you to make sure the truth wasn't told to anyone.

Soon enough, your friendship with Riz has become toxic just because of the truth. Of course, on the outside, your friendship looked wonderful, but behind closed doors, happy things weren't happening anymore..