#i think we should be allowed to kis him

[forgeofthenine]

Sorry guys. I don't have time to save the world. It's time for me to ask a blacksmith out on a date ✌😘🌹

As much as I love Astarion and the rest of my party I was so ready to peace out and marry Dammon, tadpole be damned lol.

Very much "the world is ending? But I wanna kiss the cute tiefling instead >:("

[im-yn-suckers]

ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ? ✧˖° bf!riki x gf!reader ✧˖° tw: kissies, cuddles, mention of stress, reader is said to be short but that could literally js mean shorter than him, and only sorta maybe perhaps a little kinda self indulgent bc i want a riki ^^ a little disclaimer: idk if riki listens to all of these, as they just come off of my playlist !

your desk is covered in pens, pencils, sticky notes and other supplies. ah yes, another paper, but this time you finished in time. previously you were worrying about getting in on time and if you did it right. will the professor think its good? will i get a good grade? i hope i didnt mess up

all of these thoughts crowded your mind for days maybe even weeks. it brought you tears and pride. the final paper you so horridly dreaded now turned in as you leave your desk, not bothering to clean it up. you walk over to your bf, who was busy playing league on the couch, that filled up, almost, the entire room.

you plop down next to him, leaning on his shoulder. his scent intoxicating you, god, how you missed it for the last 3 hours. "you done pretty girl?" he asks, though not looking down, too focused on his game. you only nod. minutes pass and youre still cuddled up to him. soon enough, he turns the tv off and turns toward you, fully sideways. he lets himself fall back onto the couch, allowing you to fall w him.

a giggle leaves his pretty lips, as you fall on top of him. the couch cant fit the both of you so he improvised. you lay your head on his shoulder, almost his clavicle. you lightly peck the skin-exposed by his black hoodie-covered by pretty moles. "youre squishing me!" "shhh this was all you" he sighs in defeat. "lets go to the bed then" you sigh, not wanting to move.

on the bed, you two lay on your backs, close together. something about his calm presence when you two are in bed, ready to fall asleep, is so comforting. maybe it was his scent, as mentioned, its intoxicating, almost dizzying. or maybe his giant figure next to yours, offering a sense of protection. maybe his soft breaths as he lays down, scrolling tiktok, not quite ready to sleep, yet.

"baby, baby!" he perks up, seeing a video "hm?" you respond, on the verge of falling asleep. your eyelids droopy. "lets make a playlist and take turns adding songs!" you giggle as you hear the idea, finding it quite endearing. you nod in agreement. he opens his laptop and pulls up spotify.

tapping the plus, he creates a new playlist. "what should we name it?" he asks, trying to complete the first step. "mmmm idk, something short but cute" he types in your name to tease you. "hey!" "what?? you said short and cute!" he deletes the name, trying to think of a new one.

"wait! ki! yk the song tell my momma by kard?" you have an idea, hoping its a good one. "uhm i know OF it, why?" "how bout we put 'ill do anything to make our love last long'?" you suggest a long but sweet lyric "baby, thats corny" "so is making a playlist tgt" silence. "ugh ig ure right" you giggle and he puts down the lyric.

"ok songs, you add one first" he pushes the laptop your way and you think for a moment you add the first song, every kind of way by h.e.r, he smiles seeing the song. he takes his turn "where is love" by 3house. your turn again, "wa-r-r" by colde. his turn again, "someone like u" by lullaboy "infranumi" by steve lacy, "pink+white" by frank ocean. "seasons" by wave to earth, "3:00 am" by finding hope it goes back and forth adding songs and laughing

once you two finish, he shuts the laptop, reaching over to set it down. he turns to his side to grab you and pull you close to him. his arms wrapping around you. he presses a little kiss to your lips saying goodnight.

[palajae]

the calm after the storm.

PAIRING... jungwon x reader? | GENRE... idol! au, romance, angst | WC... 1k

he plops onto the couch with a sigh, feeling the exhaustion settle into his bones. one show after another, checked off the tour set list. sometimes, jungwon wonders how much more he has in him. 

the staff allows all of the boys free time to explore afterwards, as always. jungwon takes his time getting ready in the hotel room. he didn’t have much to do, a simple baseball cap would suffice for going out at night.  

he pats the remaining of his skincare in. it’s too quiet in the spacious double king room. he wonders where ni-ki, his assigned roommate for this leg of the tour, is. probably visiting the other nembers. 

then, jungwon warily eyes his phone sitting on the bathroom counter next to him. he shouldn’t—he knows he needs to stop. more for his own sake, anyway. 

but after every single concert, strangely enough, his thoughts always circle back to you. 

his plans are interrupted—he quickly shuts the balcony door and hits the dial button. 

while jungwon nervously waits for an answer, the familiar tune filling his ears, he observes the sight in front of him. the beautiful nightlife in the city, unfamiliar lights and sounds filling the silence. it was the kind of view that should’ve taken his breath away.

but all he can think of, all he can feel, is your absence. that lonely ache in his heart. 

he isn’t sure how many rings pass until the screen lights up with your face. your face looks confused, yet it softens when jungwon finally acknowledges you. 

he takes all of it in—you sitting on your couch, wearing a hoodie that’s too large for you. jungwon almost winces. 

your hair is slightly tousled and makeup already off, he guesses it’s been a long day. even so, you were so beautiful that his breath hitches. 

ah, and he forgot about the time difference. lucky him for catching you at the right time. 

you smile hesitantly when you call out his name. he realizes how much he missed the sound. 

“jungwon,” you state pleasantly albeit surprised, “is there a reason you called? i thought you guys just finished-“

“hey,” jungwon suddenly has to clear his throat. he’s caught off guard by how much he has to control his feelings. he shifts his weight between his feet, clutching his phone a little tighter over the precarious railing. 

“sorry, for uh, disturbing you right now. i don’t know if you’re busy or what but, i just… i felt like calling.” 

your head tilts, curiosity in your eyes as your smile still holds a silent question. but you don’t push, as always. your patience was probably one of the things he admired most about you. 

“where are you guys right now? made it back to the hotel?”

jungwon nods, bangs falling slightly into his eyes as he feels the satisfaction fill him, just by seeing you and hearing your voice after so long. 

“yeah, we made it back.”

“then…you guys must be exhausted. you should-”

“no no, i’m alright. it’s worth it.” 

“oh, okay.” your lips press into a thin line. jungwon’s not sure if it’s because you’re unconvinced.

he turns the camera around to show you the view. 

“i’m,” he squints at the small screen in the corner, “i’m not sure if you can tell but—it’s really pretty here. but i don’t know, it just feels like something’s missing.”

jungwon turns the camera back to himself, watching you closely. your expression softens as he waits expectantly for an response. 

“does it?” 

“i don’t know how to explain it… kind of like i’m missing someone. it’s just too empty without…”

jungwon almost adds the you, it just barely refrains from coming out. he has to catch himself. as much as the word burns on the tip of his tongue, he holds himself back. 

it just doesn’t feel right without you. it never does, really—he wants to say. 

you blink, mouth opening to speak but you don’t say anything at first. he sees the way unreadable emotions flicker across your face, as if you’re deciphering his words and collecting your thoughts. 

“jungwon?” your voice comes out just a hair above a whisper. 

“i don’t think i-“

the door to the balcony flies open and jungwon jolts up. 

it’s ni-ki. 

“yo, what are you doing out here alone?”

his gaze falls onto the bright phone screen in his hands. jungwon feels his heart plummet to his stomach. 

ni-ki’s eyes squint at the screen before his face morphs into one of bewilderment. 

“is that my—“

“ki?” you visibly brighten up, and jungwon has no other choice but to drag his two feet over to his bandmate and share the screen. 

“baby!” he greets you back, gaze shifting between jungwon and the screen curiously. 

“what were you guys talking about?”

“oh—nothing much,” jungwon says as nonchalantly as he can, “just trying to catch up. i actually called heeseung’s brother earlier.” 

he isn’t sure why and how he came up with that lie on the spot. 

“oh,” the younger one simply nods, “cool.”

“wait, that reminds me. ki—you told me you were gonna call after the concert ended!” you interject with a playfully disapproving frown. there’s that sparkle in your eyes again, jungwon notices. 

wordlessly, he hands his phone to ni-ki. “i didn’t forget! i just got back and wanted to check up on jungwon first. i just didn’t know he beat me to it,” ni-ki jokes.  

jungwon forces out an awkward laugh. you smile again, although it doesn’t quite reach your eyes. 

“my boyfriend’s bandmate cares about me more than my own boyfriend does,” you pretend to sulk. as ni-ki childishly protests and you fight back, jungwon eventually sighs and smacks ni-ki’s shoulder. 

“alright, alright, you two. it all worked out. now you can yap.” 

jungwon shoves his phone into the youngest’s hands and pushes him to the door exasperatedly, “you know what—just take my phone and talk inside. i’m tired.” 

ni-ki stares at jungwon, about to retort, but he simply holds out a hand to stop him, “leave me out here in peace.” 

“huh? what did he say?” your voice cuts through, and jungwon only closes his eyes. 

that was his final straw. ni-ki has no other choice but to go in, the sound of your two voices getting quieter and quieter. 

jungwon wonders what would’ve happened if he really said what he meant. if he really spoke what he felt. how would it all be different? 

he supposes he’ll never know. 

and neither will you. 

a/n ▸ surprise?! had my spring break + my bday coming up so just wanted to pop in with a little something :>

[p0ckykiss]

prank gone wrong - nishimura riki

summary -> ni-ki's silly april fool's prank sends you to the hospital

-> established relationship

the prank had gone too far.

in retrospect, niki should probably have checked everything before messing around with the food.

as a result, you had to be taken to the hospital due to food poisoning and niki feels horrible now. it turns out that some of the ingredients niki used were past their due date for months and, although they smelled just fine, they were not supposed to be eaten at all.

and you, being you, didn’t check and just wolfed down what was given to you. niki’s plan for his april fool’s prank was just mixing up something that tasted bad but looked like it was good. he didn’t try it though and you ate the whole thing, saying it was not bad at all, have you been practicing? with a smile on your lips.

the result was disastrous. your friend had taken you to the hospital himself - and has just now asked niki to stay and keep you company.

as it seems, you had fallen asleep due to the nausea medicine you were given, and the doctor said you could leave as soon as you wake up since you’re all good now but it’s taking longer than expected.

“i’ll just get a taxi to the company,” he says to niki and gives him the car keys. “you drive back safely and let me know when you make it there.”

he only nods and hope the face he’s making is a thankful one because he had panicked when you suddenly stood up from the couch and ran to the bathroom ten minutes after eating the “food” he made and your friend had to step in and take the reins.

“thanks,” niki finally mumbles something but he is already gone.

niki is sitting down on a bench that’s not so far from the room you are sleeping in right now. he would’ve gone in, but he sent your friend instead. it was a shared room and only one visitor per patient was allowed, niki didn’t want to face you yet.

now he’s the one in charge and, although he wants to stall their reunion, niki stands up and takes slow steps until he’s standing in front of the door.

the nurses are taking care of the patient on the end of the room and you are still sound asleep, chest heaving up and down calmly and niki sighs in relief.

no one pays him attention and he shyly sits down on the stool placed right by your bed.

niki stares at the hand sliding down the mattress and is about to reach out when you pull it back under the bedsheets.

niki looks up to glance at your peaceful sleeping face but is met with a glare.

“were you trying to kill me?” you ask, eyes still trained on niki’s face.

“why would I try to kill you?” he stutters back at you, nervously rubbing his hands together. “i’d never do that.”

you huff.

“you were eagerly offering me what you made,” you explain and niki sighs at least twice before covering his face with both hands. “i thought you were trying to get rid of me.”

“it was supposed to be a harmless prank,” niki whispers and doesn’t dare look you in the eye. “i didn’t know the food was not good anymore and it was not aimed at you. my plan was giving it to the first person who showed up in the kitchen, it just happened to be you.”

“so it was not a targeted attack on me?” you whisper and niki looks up when he hears soft laughter. “i won’t hold it against you then.”

“i’m really sorry,” niki pouts and jumps up when he sees you are sitting up. he tries to help you up and gets his hands slapped away.

you glare at him.

“it was just food poisoning”

you leave the bed and fold the bedsheets, niki watches in silence. “it’s not like you ran over me with a car. i can walk and do things by myself just fine. i’m fine now but you’re lucky i’m not too mad right now.”

oh god, if you were bedridden because of that, niki would not hear the end of it.

in amidst his thinking, you leave niki for a second to ask something to a nurse who’s in the room and come back quickly.

“she said we can leave and that I’m dismissed,” you say solemnly, gathering your belongings that were on the small table by the bed and urging niki out of the room. “i just need to hand this clipboard at the front desk before we exit the hospital.”

you wave said clipboard in front of niki’s eyes and takes large steps out of the room and towards the front desk. you were on the ground floor, so everything was done fast, with niki only watching as you do all the talking with the staff.

“how are we going back to the apartment?” you ask as soon as you both are out of the hospital. the wind that hits your faces is cold and niki is reminded that although winter has ended, the chilly weather still remains and he shivers, buttoning his overcoat up. he turns to look at you and feels terrible because you only have a thin sweater on since you left the dorms in a rush, there was no time or space to think about grabbing a jacket for you.

without thinking, niki unbuttons his overcoat and hands it to you and earns himself a funny look from you.

“what are you doing?” you ask, brow raised, and lips pressed together in a straight line.

“trying to be a nice boyfriend after almost killing you,” niki mutters, shoving the overcoat in your hands. “your friend left us with the car but it’s parked a little far,” he starts walking in the direction he remembers it is.

they walk in silence and niki smiles to himself when he sees you have decided to wear his warm overcoat, the sky blue one he loves the most.

the car is parked five blocks from where they were and niki is rubbing his hands against his arms when they finally reach it, teeth clattering and shivering with his whole body.

“you’re an idiot,” you say before entering the vehicle, claiming the passenger’s seat.

“i’m an idiot,” niki confirms once he’s inside the car as well, sighing in relief at the lack of the cold wind but still trying to warm himself up. “are you hungry?”

you hum and put a hand under your chin.

“are you going to cook for me again? because if so, then i don’t think i’m hungry,” you say and laugh at your own words.

niki is sure his ears are red now, he feels them burning hot, but he can’t blame you for joking like that. “but if you’re going to buy something on our way to the apartment and if you’re paying, then I am hungry.”

niki sighs for the nth time and you stifle a laugh.

“are you paying or not?” you say, reaching out to hold niki’s hand that’s frozen on the steering wheel. “do you need me to drive or something?”

“you don’t even have a driver’s license,” niki replies alarmed and turns to give you a look.

“that was a trick question to make sure you’re here with me and not somewhere in your own head,” you tell niki and squeeze his hand with a smile on your lips. the smile comforts niki who was still tense, thinking about the whole incident with regret. “i hope you’re not feeling too bad about what happened.”

“i am feeling bad but,” niki laughs and finally starts the car, turning the heating on maximum and already thinking of where he can stop by for food. “i’m also feeling scared and a little threatened. please don’t get back at me for attempting to prank you.”

you burst out laughing and niki turns to look at you, a shiver runs down his spine. you have a mischievous glint in your eyes, something is brewing in that ingenious brain of yours and all niki knows is that he’s screwed.

[ditzydoe444]

Knight Jason x Princess Reader when he helps her sneak away from the castle to get away from the pressure and they end up near a creek or deep in the woods or something and he fucks her against a tree while still keeping her from getting dirty or hurting her (please)

MDNI 18+

knight! jason x princess! reader

—ㅤ꒰ྀིㅤ jason todd x reader ಿৎ

a/n: i loved this request sm i had to do it the moment i saw it!! though im not too sure if i did it justice sorry anon :((

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“should we even be doing this?” you asked as you turned your head to look back on the palace, jason’s large calloused hands holding yours as he took you to the forests. “you said you needed a distraction and i have one,” his voice firm as he guides you two deeper into the woods.

you’ve never left the palace before, being heavily sheltered as a princess meant that the only place you could even stay was your own bedroom, maybe the garden on a good day.

“you’ll love it here, they have flowers that the palace’s gardens don’t even have.”

you would’ve been afraid, hell you should’ve been, but with him you didn’t.

“i like to go here during my breaks, helps clear my mind,” he speaks softly, his soft gaze on you as he scans your emotions.

the forest was really beautiful, thick tall trees that covered the two of you, unique flowers everywhere and the sound of nature moving around was so different to the palace, you felt free.

“i want to clear my mind too,” your voice barely audible as you held his hand tightly, the two of you standing face to face as your back was against the tree trunk.

jason chuckled, “well i can help you with that,” his tone soft as he gently brushes a strand of hair away from your face. “though, i don’t think it’s something a princess like you would want.”

well fuck that. you had enough of being pushed around, trained to be a prim proper princess you were meant to be.

you wanted to live.

“please,” your eyes wide and pleading, “show me.”

and he did.

his lips meets yours in a matter of seconds, at first it was a soft gentle kiss, as it continues his grip on your waist tightened, his movements more passionate. your mind was all hazy, this was something you’ve never experienced before, and you were pretty damn sure you would never until now.

jason was a real man, he was a knight that fought in war, protected people. the snobby noble men and princes that your father had set you to with didn’t compete.

“need to get this dress out of the way,” he grumbled, his voice huskier now as he fumbled with your dress, ripping it.

“jason! it’ll be obvious now.”

a grin formed on his face, “great, now everyone can see who fucks you.” as he threw the pieces of fabric away, your long dress now short, allowing him to lift you up in his arms, seeing your panties.

“aren’t you suppose to where some royal garment?” he teased as he eyes the small damp spot on your thin cotton fabric. you blushed, it was true, royals were meant to wear some absurd garments, but who was going to notice? well, clearly jason.

“didn’t like them,” you mumbled as you avoided eye contact, jason chuckled, “well i like these better,” his gaze stuck on your panties as they outlined your pussy.

“good thing i didn’t need them anymore,” in a matter of seconds he pushed your panties to the side, his strong arm holding you up whilst the other traced your slick cunt.

“gonna let me fuck you against the tree princess?”

you hesitated, your whole life you were told to be modest and yet fucking out in the woods was probably the least modest thing you’ve ever thought about.

“yes.”

and god, did he fuck.

his strong arms wrapped around your waist as your tits spilled out of your dress, bouncing you on his cock with little to no effort. “so pretty princess,” he grunted as he felt your gummy walls clench around him, your arms wrapped around his neck as you moaned. “‘m gonna make sure you don’t get all dirty from the woods yeah? just let me take care of you please,” he pleaded as he kissed your neck, all he wanted to do was to look after you and cherish you.

“m-mm,” you moaned as he hit a sensitive spot, your cunt gushing around his thick cock as you barely took him in. “princess you’re making a mess, ‘m gonna help you clean up yeah?” he whispered as he held you in his arms, bouncing you in his cock like his own personal toy.

as rough as jason’s thrusts were, sharp and powerful he was gentle enough to wipe any dirt from the trunk off you, making sure to keep your skin unblemished. “if i knew you were going to feel so damn good i’ll keep fucking you in that bedroom of yours, keep you and your pussy all to myself.”

he kissed your shoulders gently, making sure you were getting the princess treatment you deserved whilst getting fucked like a slut. god your father would be furious to see his only daughter, a princess to be exact getting fucked by a knight, someone out of her status.

“i’ll keep you entertained in that room of yours yeah? teach you all the positions, and how to make you come on your face, cock and fingers.”

“tree trunk not hurting you right princess?” his tone soft as he scanned your back for any redness or irritation, thankfully, he found none. you didn’t respond, your eyes glassy with tears as your head laid on his shoulders, your body limp as he fucked tou hard, making you drool on him.

jason couldn’t help but to have his chest filled with pride seeing you be such a mess, “guess i tainted you, no longer the prim and proper princess you were raised to be.”

[bubblebaththoughts]

Beach Sex

Ao’nung x Fem!Metkayina!Reader

kinkmas masterlist

warnings: 18+ MDNI, p in v, oral!male receiving, sneaking around, bit of fluff at the end. One use of Y/n.

“Bro, just come with me, Neteyam said no and I know Kiri won’t go.” Lo’ak begged “You’re my only other friend, please.”

Tsireya had invited him to go to a party with the other Metkayina people.

He didn’t want to go alone, that was the problem.

“I never go to these dumb things, even before you got here.” You poked Lo’ak’s chest “It just like… one big orgy.”

“Please?” He whined “It’s the first one I’ve been allowed at!”

“Eywa help me.” You rolled your eyes “Fine, just this once, after this you’re on your own!”

“Ha! Thank you!” He smiled, “After last light is what she said… so meet me here?”

“Yeah, sure.” You grimaced

Lo’ak doesn’t know how or when to shut up. That’s what you’ve learned in your time of knowing him. Ever since he got comfortable with you, he’s always talking. About literally nothing. You didn’t mind it though, he would talk and you would listen.

Like now, for example.

He was rambling on about Tsireya while you listened to him.

You led him to the secret beach, and it instantly reeked of sex and alcohol.

“Lo’ak!” Tsireya called out, she definitely had been waiting for him, she came into view with a smile on her face, “Oh! Y/n! You came?”

You nodded, almost scared of her reaction.

“That’s great! You never come!” She smiled, bringing you in for a hug

“Right well, I think I’m gonna go find a drink.” You break away, waving them off as they snuck away together

Another one of your friends, Oreya, found you a drink. You hadn’t had one in forever, it made you wince.

“Can’t hold your alcohol anymore, Syulang?” A teasing voice made you look up, Ao’nung

You roll your eyes, looking back at him with a nasty look. “I remember it was you that couldn’t hold his alcohol.” You sassed

Ao’nung merely laughed, his shoulders shrugged as he backed off.

“You know how it is, Syulang.” He smiled “Why’d you come tonight?”

“Brought your future brother.” You teased

“My futu- Lo’ak?” His jaw dropped “He is not my future brother.”

“Well… where are they?” You gestured around “Sounds like someone’s sister might be making-“

“Shut up!” He groaned

“You’re really upset?” You laughed at his pained face

“Forest people and reef people shouldn’t be together.” He shook his head “I couldn’t imagine the outcome.”

“Of their little babies? Oh they would be adorable!”

Suddenly you’re being shoved against a rock, “Thought I told you to shut up?”

You shove him off of you, “You’re such an ass!”

He mocks you, pissing you off further.

You couldn’t deal with him like this, so you stomped off and did what anyone else would do, you started drinking.

You found yourself sitting at a fire, next to a couple that was making out. You weren’t drunk, just sober enough to be aware if your surroundings while also not having to think about anything too much.

You hear you name called from across the beach, you look up.

Ao’nung.

Just by a small nod, that signaled you to follow him.

As soon as you closed in on him, his lips were on you.

“Syulang,” He groaned “I miss you. You don’t play with me anymore.”

“We’re not kids.” You chastised “Not anymore.”

“You know what I mean.” He laughed, his hand cupping your pussy

You gasp in surprise, “Ao’nung!”

You’re shut up as his fingers begin to rub tour clit in perfect motions “Hm?”

“I know you too well, Syulang.” He whispers to you, “Know this perfect body too well.”

“We shouldn’t be doing this.” You whisper into his ear as he kissed your neck

You feel his smirk grow against your skin, “That’s what makes it fun.”

“Ao’nung…” You whine

“What is it?” He mumbled, still working your clit “You wanna come? Is that it?”

“Ao’nung… I shouldn’t.” You breathlessly whispered

“Yes, you definitely should.” He leans in, capturing your lips in a fiery kiss

You feel the warmth of his body against yours, and you can feel the energy between you two. His lips are soft and gentle as he kisses you, his hands exploring your body. You can feel the intensity of the moment, and you let the passion take control. You're completely taken by him, and you can't help but feel the electric current between the two of you. You can feel your heart racing as he pulls you closer, deepening the kiss. You can feel the emotion in the air and you can't help but give into it. You let go, completely lost in the moment, and you know that you never want it to end.

Your heart races as he pulls away, leaving you wanting more. The world around you fades away as you stay lost in his embrace.

He pulls his hand away from your needy pussy, “Did you miss me Syulang?”

“Ao’nung… I see you everyday.” You mumble

“Answer me.”

“Ye-yes, I missed you.” You stumbled

“Mm, I missed you too.” He smiled

He stands before you, looming large and waiting for your next move. You take a deep breath and slowly move closer, a sly smirk playing on your lips. You can practically feel the anticipation radiating off of him.

Your hands reach out and slide around his waist, your fingers tracing the contours of his body. Your touch sends a thrill through him, and you can feel his muscles tense beneath your fingertips. In response, you press yourself closer, your body melting against his.

The next thing you know, you’re backed against the rock and his mouth is on yours, his tongue exploring your depths. His hands roam over your body, igniting a fire within you.

“Get on your knees.” He demanded as he pulled away from your lips

You obey with a nod, dropping to your knees in the soft sand of the isolated beach.

“You know what to do.” He pushes your hair back

Ao’nung untied his loincloth for you, revealing his hard cock.

Your heart races as you kneel before him, the scent of his desire intensifying with each passing second. You take him in your mouth, your lips wrapping around him like a glove. His gasp fills the air as you start to move, your tongue swirling around him in a way that only you know. You can feel him trembling as you take him deeper, your throat constricting as you feel him swell.

He moans as you continue, your hands running up and down his length as you work your way further and further down. You can feel his breathing becoming labored, and you can sense that he's about to let go.

You take him as far as you can, your mouth and throat feeling like they're on fire as you milk him for every last drop. His body quivers and shakes as he releases, and you swallow every drop of his pleasure.

“Damn, Syulang.” He moaned, his hand holding your face gently

You can feel yourself trembling as you pull away, the taste of him still lingering on your tongue. You look up at him, and the look of bliss on his face is all you need to know that you did a good job.

He gets down on his knees with you, and he pulled you into a passionate embrace. His lips were soft and inviting against yours, and his hands moved to cup your face as he deepened the kiss. His tongue explored and caressed, and you felt your body melting against his.

His hands moved to your waist, and he pulled you closer. His lips trailed down your neck, sending shivers of desire through you. He cupped your breasts, and you gasped as pleasure surged through you. His hands moved lower, and he tugged at your loincloth, eager to explore more of your body.

You untied it for him, and his hands roamed over your body, caressing, exploring, and arousing you until you were trembling with need. He moved you back to the sand, and you sank into it as he settled between your legs.

He kissed your throat, and you felt his hardness pressing against you. He teased you, his movements increasing in intensity until you were both panting with desire.

With one smooth motion, he entered you, and you gasped as pleasure surged through you.

He moved slowly at first, and then faster, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through you. You clung to him, and he groaned with pleasure, his movements becoming more urgent.

He began to rut into you at an unmatched, animalistic, pace.

“Rub that little clit for me, huh?” He brought your hand down for you

You listen to him and begin to stimulate yourself while he fucked you.

“Gonna make me cum if you keep clenching down on my cock like that- fuck!” Ao’nung cursed

“Ao’nung I, I’m gonna…” You whimpered

“I know, go on baby, do it for me, cum on my fucking cock, do it.” He relentlessly thrusted into you, making your eyes roll back and your hands dig into his arms

Your orgasm almost broke you, made you over sensitive. He fucked you through it with reassuring words of praise with small kisses.

Once you came down from your little high, Ao’nung picked his pace back up, his own personal goal was to cum in your sweet little pussy tonight.

And oh how he did.

Refused to pull out even after, but when he did, he watched his own cum dribble out of you with awe, and then used two of his fingers to push it back in you.

He lies there with you, holding you to him as close as you would let him.

“Missed you so much.” He mumbled

“Missed you too.” You tiredly answered

taglist: @danniackerman @loakslut

[parasiticstars]

Bored so here’s a bunch of Star Wars headcanons I have; specifically for the Jedi Council members. Some of them are absorbed from other people

Ki-Adi-Mundi is really really really tired of people asking him how many extra square feet of fabric it takes to make the robe cover his head. If you MUST know, it’s not feet, and it’s exactly f—

Yarael Poof, however, just makes up increasingly outlandish measurements. If it’s a youngling, he also says his head can retract in on his neck like a telescope. That usually makes them stop

The Best Jedi Council Tea Cups™ are made by younglings during assigned craft time. They’re janky and colorful and covered with fingerprints and smoosh marks and smudged paint and somehow, tea in them just tastes better

You can almost taste the joy and love they imbued into the cups. It’s an honor to be gifted a cup by a youngling

Yoda has a bookshelf of them. Very proud of them, he is, hrmmhrmm

We jest about Aayla’s oversexualized outfit (as we should), but considering this one post where it points out that Jedi robes are very similar to farmers’ which means they’re basically going to summits and in the battlefield in overalls, that means she’s walking around everywhere in like. Lululemon.

Which isn’t much better but it’s kinda funny to think about imo

Kit Fisto (like all nautolans) breathes through his skin like a frog. He’ll use this to justify walking around tits out as often as possible

He also can’t spend much time in Coruscant due to the heavily polluted air. Makes him sick after a week

I seriously think if you threw a ball Oppo Rancisis would have to hold himself back from chasing it, if not have others hold him back. Crusty toothless white dog headass

The real reason Anakin wasn’t allowed on the council was because they knew he’d do exactly that to him

[areyoufuckingserious]

𝑭𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏 (𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒔)

Spiderman! Jungwon X Female College Student! Reader

Read part 1 here

Synopsis: Dating Spider-Man is not easy, never knowing if he’ll make it back home to you. But one day when he’s off duty you never expected something like this to happen.

TW: Mentions of Amnesia, Hospitals, Angst with comfort (get crunk 🤗)

Wc. 1.3k

You run to the hospital with Ni-ki in tow. “Use those long ass legs of yours” you yell over your shoulder to Ni-ki, their tears still running down your face. As soon as you guys get to the hospital they sit ni-ki and you down as they fill out paperwork. “What happened that made you look at your phone like that?” you ask trying to calm yourself and him down.

He looks at you, breathing hard “They know..” you tilt your head staring at him “Who knows what?” You grab his arm again trying to get an answer out of him. The nurse comes around the corner before you can ask again “Y/N L/N we’re ready to see you” You quickly grab your jacket and ni-ki’s hand following after the nurse.

You burst into tears as soon as you see him in the hospital bed, wrapped in bandages breathing shallowly hearing the heart monitor. It's almost too much you feel overstimulated like your heart is shattering. You feel Ni-ki put his hand on your shoulder and pull you into a side hug. You feel yourself break even more when you see the glistening in his eyes.

You turn to the door when you hear the doctor walk in “Ms. Y/N L/N and Mr.?” She reaches her hand out to Ni-ki. Ni-ki wipes his eyes and reaches his hand out “Just Ni-ki is fine, thank you” The doctor smiles “I'm Dr.Elias” she says while rereading Jungwon's file.

“So let's get straight to it” As soon as she says that you feel a wash of dread come over you. “Jungwon is currently in a coma and is suffering from a severe head injury, there's not a high chance he'll die from it though” You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding in. Dr. Elias keeps going “But when he wakes up there's a chance he’ll have a concussion and at worse amnesia”

“If he does gain amnesia, how long do you think it would last?” you wipe your eyes holding back tears from falling. “At the looks of his injury, probably a few months” Dr.Elias checks her clipboard. “Is that all?” Ni-ki asks, rubbing your shoulder warmly. “No, we will be keeping him here until he wakes up and only one guest is allowed to stay the night” Dr. Elias grabs her things and exits the room.

You walk over to the hospital bed and look over Jungwons face, “His face is out” You turn and look at Ni-ki “What?” You look at Ni-ki still holding on to the cover on Jungwon “They put his face on the news” you drop the cover and walk over to ni-ki grabbing his phone “So they know he’s spider man” you ask but you already know the answer.

Ni-ki sighs and runs his hands across his face “Yes”, you shake your head and grab your purse “Let's go” you walk towards the door with Ni-ki following you “Where are we going?” he asks. “I have to pack Jungwon's stuff and I need to think ''. As you walk out of the hospital you feel as if something shifted in the atmosphere “Did you hear that?” you turn towards Ni-ki he shakes his head and raises his brow “It's fine let's just go” you lead him out the hospital ���Are you sure your ok y/n we can just sit down if you nee-” you cut him off “I think you should stay with jake for a while” you say stopping to look at him.

“What” Ni-ki looks at you perplexed “Why do I need to stay there” he frowns at you “It's just until jungwon gets better and you'll love it there,” you say still looking at him “Plus you can get to know him” you guys start walking towards the fire escape in the alley “Who is he anyways” ni-ki asks helping you up the ladder “He’s jungwons uncle” you say while snickering “I thought he was still in uni” you laugh at his comment “Jake is 31 and has a business” you laugh as you go up the second ladder.

“So what's gonna happen when Jungwon wakes up?" Ni-ki asks climbing into the window of you and Jungwon's dorm. You start to pack a bag for Jungwon and Ni-ki “His memory will probably be gone and I’ll have to teach him everything all over again” you sigh, “It's okay, I'll help you.” ni-ki rests his arm on your shoulder. you laugh “How are you gonna help when you don't know anything”,ni-ki looks down at you and rolls his eyes “Enlighten me the” he puts his hands on his hips.

You laugh and grab both bags off the bed “I'll sum it up for you okay” You hand Ni-ki his bag and sit down to change your shoes “Parents died he was like three he went to foster care” You roll your eyes grabbing your left new balance “Can you tell me the long version please”he reaches for the doorknob to walk outside “See I’m gonna tell you when it's completely necessary” you pick up your luggage and walk outside ni-ki rolls his eyes and closes the door.

You walk with ni-ki down the alley again but you feel something off. You look at Ni-ki and whisper “Do you feel like something weird is happening-” You stop talking,and grab Ni-ki's arm and pull him into the direction of the hospital. “Y/n, what's happening” you hear Ni-ki asking in your ear but choose to ignore him until you get to the hospital.

You arrive at the hospital and walk straight to jungwons room. “What happened?” ni-ki asks, trying to catch his breath. “Venom..was near us,” you tell him between breaths holding your chest. You reach your arm out “Can you hand me my phone” Ni-ki furrows his brows but hands it to you.

Jake arrives at the hospital a few minutes after your call with him. As soon as he walks in he pulls you into a tight embrace “Are you ok?” he whispers into your hair. You nod your head pulling away from him to pull Ni-ki closer to you guys. “This is ni-ki, he’s my little brother,” you say smiling at him, Jake smiles at you two and reaches his hand out to shake ni-kis.

“Sim Jaeyun, but you can call me Jake I'm Jungwon's uncle” Ni-ki gives Jake a slight smile and shakes his hand “Nishimura Riki but I go by ni-ki” Jake looks at Jungwon in the hospital bed and frowns. “How long has he been sleeping?” he walks over to Jungwon's body and looks over his wounds. “It happened early this morning after he went to see Heeseung”.

“Where’s his suit at?” He looks at you, raising his eyebrow. You shrug “They never gave me any of his belongings”. He shakes his head and holds Jungwons hand. “So Ni-ki is staying with me right” You look back at Jake and nod yes.

You guys talk for a while until Jake has to leave. “I have to head back home” he turns and looks at Ni-ki and nods at the door. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” you say while getting up to embrace Ni-ki “Be safe, and get some sleep” he lets you go and you kiss the top of his head and smile at him “I will love you” he smiles at you and leaves with Jake.

You close the door and look around the room. Your eyes stop at Jungwon in the bed, breathing less shallow than when you guys first got there. You walk over to the couch in the corner and roll it over so it can be next to his bed. “Shit” you whisper under your breath after your foot hits someone you look under the couch and see both of Jungwons web shooters.

“What the hell?” You grab both of the shooters and put them in your bag under your clothes. You lay on the couch getting comfortable. “Won what am I going to do with you” You turn your head to look at him while tears well up in your eyes. You grab his hand and continue talking to him until you drift asleep.

“Goodnight Jungwon” You kiss his hand and fall asleep.

©✰𝕶𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖊✰ 2024— do not repost on another platform, copy, translate or edit my works!

[starberry-cupcake]

GUESS WHO'S BACK IN THE HOUSE???

I don't know how frequent these will be but I'm gonna try to pick this back up now that, at the very least, I am done with having to read stuff for mandatory academic reasons.

But before I go back and start over with chapter 33, I'm going to do a little recap of where I think everyone was when I left them, as far as my own notes and my memory allow. I'm probably going to make less sense than before now that I had a 5 month hiatus and I'll probably guess even less of what's going on, but such is life.

This character recap should be read with this song in your head because that's the energy I picture.

she's going through it

doesn't remember shit

thinks ortus was her cavalier

is constantly targeted by alleged gideon aka ortus the first

who actually also told her how to defend herself from him (them? he said "us") (use blood, not bones, of course)

is seen as "lyctor lite" because her cavalier slurping thing "didn't work"

(we think this might be good because of gideon reasons)

improved her necro abilities to "make up" for it

can't really hold the sword

everyone expects her to die

I think she's stronger than they think and that's their mistake

sent letters to herself that she hasn't yet fully read

like I made these recaps that now I'm re-reading, life parallels

gave yandere twin her arm back with necro sex or something

is dealing with an inner chad who is as difficult in death as in life

misses her sister who she thinks is still alive

I also think she's alive

got a new arm through necro sex or something

is kinky as well as yandere

thinks too highly of augustine

wants to be a good lyctor

has issues with her self-perception because she was always the ignored twin, even if she had the necro abilities

sleeps in a room with a lot of nudes

wanted to kiss harrow but was rejected (the second time, the first time was some harrow conspiracy theory thing)

I hate this guy

is very bad at his job

or very good, if his job is to be awful

supposedly he's gonna be killed, but so far no results on that front

had a thing with ice cube barbie aka AL aka annabel lee, allegedly

undetermined what kind of "thing" that was

gets into orgies with his lyctors, apparently

is always reading stuff

has created a system to destroy planets and their energy

this has brought them issues

who would have thought

there are now energy things that are wanting to destroy them

they killed some but have, I believe, 3 still trailing them

claims that what they did was a good thing

doesn't take responsibility for things that are clearly his fault

isn't disturbed by harrow's origin story of baby blending in a necro magic bullet to make her

probably because he has committed genocide himself

is also being hated on by a bunch of rebels whose leader disappeared about 20 years prior

my running theory is that gideon's mom might be related to that

aka Senior Chad

don't like this guy

he's training yandere twin, if we can call it that

dislikes mercygirl a lot but isn't above getting dirty with her and the emperor

you can't convince me there weren't other ways they could have distracted him, but he went for that, so

wanted to help kill alleged gideon aka ortus the first

thinks too highly of himself

explains things in a convoluted way

is treated very poorly

can help people with wounds

thinks harrowcita is very smol and always claims her to be younger than the last time

was involved in the plan of getting emperor reverend doctor john Distracted with Capital D to get alleged gideon aka ortus the first killed

idk how much she knew of the plan before getting into it tbh there wasn't a lot of discussion prior

insists she's not moving not!dulcinea

argues with people all the time

his name is up for debate at this point but I'm sure it's actually gideon

may or may not be involved in things beyond the planet situation

seems to be sort of possessed or something because, in a moment of maybe lucidity or not wanted to protect harrowcita from "us"

maybe he's not the kind one, maybe it's his cavalier, but idk

is probably who the note in book 1 was referring to

wants to kill harrow to protect the emperor, apparently

was about to be killed by not!dulcinea (who doesn't get a section but is STILL wreaking havoc because nobody listens to me)

harrowcita saved his life like in toy story 3 with the incinerator

was seen doing Stuff with not!dulcinea prior to this

emperor john alluded that he may be aroace though

we stan him for that

doesn't get along with the rest

also we stan him for that

has been trying to kill harrowcita the whole time

we don't stan him for that

aka AL aka annabel lee, I think

it wasn't stated but that's what I'm going for

is the body that was in the locked tomb that harrowcita saw

but now is haunting harrow and going around with her but only she can see and hear her

her eyes though are like gideon's maybe

harrow claims to love her

she's also present in the gideon-less past we keep seeing as well

we don't know much about her but if the emperor imprisoned her, we're on her side

canaan house but with a lot of events differently set

starting with gideon not existing and ortus being harrow's cav

ortus is also in a polycule with the fifth

dulcinea is the real one in this one and protozoa is alive

regina george twin was pushed to her "death???" by mayonneise uncle, before he also threw himself

palmolive and camilla are dead in this one

the second house has 1 alive and 1 dead

abigail seems to know a lot of stuff

maybe hadn't she died immediately, book 1 would have been shorter

everyone keeps saying "is this how it happened?"

IT'S NOT

harrow reads a note only she can see that keeps getting longer about someone ranting to some guy and there's a potential triangle situation going on and also eggs

I'm thinking it might be a fertility thing but idk

there's a waker/sleeper that behaves like a slasher villain

it's hidden in a coffin nobody can open and kills with a rifle

it also has a gideon-like sword?

not sure how this connects with what's going on in the emperor's bolthole because not!dulcinea doesn't exist in this one, apparently

even though camilla is very much alive and slaying and palmolive is currently a skull in a bag, I'll leave that for the next recap once I've caught up with the entire chapter

[oomisluvr]

(new!) domestic sakusa strikes again!

a/n: im so in love with the idea of kiyoomi meeting ur friends!! and them all getting along!! a short drabble, roughly 600 words. this takes place in the early stages of the relationship :')

An apartment full of five drunk girls is much louder than what Kiyoomi expected, but at least he knows he’s got the right address.

Three raps on the door activate a chorus of shrieks, and a flurry of footsteps rush for the door.

It swings open with a loud smack.

It’s your friend, the one from college with the dyed hair and smiley piercing. Kiyoomi rushes to introduce himself as your boyfriend, bowing lowly as a sign of respect to one of your closest friends. He recognises her from the pictures on your Instagram.

On the way up, he realizes she left, having opened the door and ran off to do god knows what. He blinks.

Should he… come in? Is that allowed? He’s still bent at a 45 degree angle. 

He figures it’s fine, and steps inside.

Rounding the corner, he almost laughs when he sees you, crisscrossed on the living room rug, scarfing down a large McDonald’s fry like it’s your first meal in months. He sees where your friend ran off to, having joined the rest of you all in a gossiping ring. He pretends like he can’t see up your mini skirt. 

“Hi.” He grins, boyish and cute and a little bit shy. His hair is still damp from his nightly shower, wet curls bouncing in his face making him look a few years younger. He clears his throat and waves awkwardly, “I’m Kiyoomi. It’s nice to meet you all. Thank you for taking care of–”

“Ki!” You cheer, eyes lit up in excitement. You pat the spot next to you with three heavy smacks, “What are you doing here? Come sit!” 

Looking to your friend for permission to further enter her home, he kicks off his shoes and settles next to you on the rug. He kisses your forehead in greeting. You feed him a fry as thanks. Your friends coo at the interaction.

“I’m here to take you home.” He wipes a glob of ketchup from your chin. You’re gonna hear all about this tomorrow. “Ready to go?”

“Can’t I finish my food first?” You haven’t been able to stop giggling since he got here. You’re genuinely so fucking happy to see him. His Naruto themed socks make you giggle harder.

“Of course.” He confirms, adjusting the throw blanket to cover your toes, “Tell me about your night.”

“Oh my god!” Your other friend squeals, smacking the arm of the girl to her left. She’s the one that works in accounting, he thinks. You two get brunch every other Sunday, if he’s remembering correctly. “Tell him about the fucking bartender!”

All five of you double over in laughter, screaming half-finished sentences and pointing fingers at one another. Kiyoomi shakes his head in amusement, does he even want to know?

You all continue trading off stories and perspectives, and Kiyoomi feels like he’s watching a reality television show. Your nights out are much more exciting than his. At one point your friend complains about the low water pressure in her kitchen sink, to which Kiyoomi helpfully offers to replace it.

Kiyoomi’s never felt more important, giving a mini-lesson on how to change a water filter to five drunk girls. You all cheer when he flicks the tap on, the full pressure having been returned to the faucet. 

When all’s said and done, you help clean up the food containers and blankets.

“Thank you,” you whisper, fluffing a couch pillow, “For helping her. You didn’t have to do that.”

“It’s no problem,” He whispers back, looking around, “Will they be okay by themselves?”

“Oh yeah,” You confirm, “We do this all the time. I’ll probably be back tomorrow morning so we can all get breakfast together.”

He hums in confirmation, “Ready to go then?”

“Yes.” You smile deviously, “But only if you carry me.”

Kiyoomi rolls his eyes, scooping up the heels you had tossed on the floor, “Fine. Only if I get to come to breakfast, too.”

kiyoomi is one of the girlies 💅💅💅

[synnamonroll666]

Goddess Of Innocence

Prompt 1: Worship & Virginity Pairing: Syzoth X Fem!Reader Description: After finding out that you are a virgin, Syzoth decides to show you the appreciation he feels you deserve... Warnings: Body Worship, Dirty Talk, Shy Reader, Teasing, Implied Oral, Implied Sex... Word Count: 1k A/N: Surprisingly, this is the first virgin!reader fic I have ever done! I've always wanted to do one, and I'm honestly surprised that Syzoth is the first character I've used for it. But I'm not complaining. 🤭 I hope you all enjoy the fic! 💚 Main MasterList: 🖤 Kinktober MasterList: 🖤 Synny's Angels: @lorebite, @mornandil, @queenkhepri.

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"So, so pretty." Syzoth whispered in a deep and sultry tone while his eyes roamed my figure from where he sat kneeling on the floor.

It wasn't necessarily my intention to end up in such a situation tonight. But when his eyes lingered on my form a few minutes after saying goodnight when he escorted me to my room, we could no longer deny the connection we felt.

It started out with a few tender kisses, but now I'm here, sitting on the edge of my bed—in my bra and panties—while his bright green reptilian eyes drank me in.

His eyes dart back up to my face due to my lack of response, and he may have noticed the uncertainty in my features. He reached a hand up to caress my cheek, bringing my eyes back down to meet his.

"What's wrong, princess? Don't you want this?"

At first, I thought he was teasing me, but the sudden soft look in his eyes told me something different. Breaking my face away from his hand, I turned my head to the side to avert my gaze from his.

"I do. I'm just..." I let out a deep sigh as I prepared myself to admit something that embarrassed me more than it should have. "I'm shy..."

To my surprise, he merely scoffed at my answer.

"Shy? What is there to be shy about, princess?" He asked as his tone dipped, becoming softer and more calming. "You are a goddess—a goddess who must be worshipped." 

The stinging warmth filling my cheeks told me that I was painfully red, and I wanted to curl up in a ball and hide from my new lover. But then Syzoth moved his hand to the side of my face one more time and brought my attention back to his striking green eyes.

Without him even having to speak words, I knew what he wanted from me. I crawled backwards onto my soft mattress and laid flat, while Syzoth stood from the floor and rounded the bed to meet my side. I swallowed thickly as I awaited his longing touch, and soon I was given what I had anticipated for so long. 

Fully clothed—unlike myself—it felt as if Syzoth held all the power in his large hands. It was something I didn't mind, since I was too nervous to actually function properly. He placed a finger delicately upon my throat and dragged it downward, allowing it to brush along my skin and send heat to each place it touched. He moved it down until it reached my bra, and that's when a smirk grew on his soft lips that I craved to kiss again.

"You look so pretty in this lingerie." He commented as a sultry tone filled his voice. "But I think you would look even better without it."

Without another second passing, Syzoth's hand transformed into its natural, scaley form. With one swift swipe of his claw, he cut my bra right down the center, earning a sharp gasp to escape my throat. He released a raspy chuckle at my reaction as his hand turned back to human form. Shortly after, his hands found purchase upon my breasts.

"So cute," he whispered as he kneaded the soft tissue, forcing shameful whimpers from my lips as his gloved palms toyed with my sensitive nipples.

After being thoroughly satisfied by my pleasurable squeaks and whimpers, his hands moved down to my sides before he leaned down to allow his lips to claim my skin. Soft gasps parted my lips as he pressed gentle kisses to my breasts, which grew more firm and intense as time went on. 

Eventually, Syzoth's tongue began lapping up my flesh with each passionate kiss, making me writhe and keen below him. Again, he chuckled darkly at my reactions and lifted his head to speak once more.

"Such a sensitive little girl." He said as a cocky smirk that broadened as time went on. "Tell me: Will you be able to even handle a Zaterran?"

"I-I guess time will tell." I spoke between heavy breaths as the arousal burning deep within me grew too intense to care whether a virgin like me could handle such a beast of a man.

"Indeed, it will, princess." He chuckled again before moving lower to press soft kisses to my abdomen.

As time went on, the title "princess" seemed less like my born title of impowerment and more like a way to make me feel weak and innocent when spoken from his lips. It was as if he held all the power in his hands and would use it to bend me at his will. And I was more than okay with that.

Finally, his lips reached the waistband of my panties and he took his sweet time to press soft kisses along each inch of the front of them. Then, when he lowered his gaze to see the wet spot forming on the silky cloth, his smirk grew devilish.

"You need this—don't you, princess?" His eyes rose to meet mine, and I could feel my blush deepen under the heat of his gaze. Shamefully, I nodded my head and I knew from that moment that I had given him all the power I once held.

He kissed my thighs a few more times, taking a few minutes to savor my taste on his forked tongue. When it came time to remove the final layer of clothing that protected my most sensitive spot from the beast before me, he froze and took another moment to let his eyes roam over my form.

"Such beauty—such elegance. I am truly honored to be the first—and hopefully last lover of Outworld's finest princess." He murmured sweetly as he peered up at me from between my now quivering thighs. "Your (H/C) hair, your (E/C) eyes, your stunning figure, your soft skin, and your soft lips—you truly are a goddess, princess. And I greatly intend to make you feel like the one you are."

Tears filled my eyes as he spoke his words. From happiness? Were my insecurities finally being put to rest? I was unsure. With one final kiss to my cloth-covered mound, he slowly pulled down my panties to reveal just how soaked I was for him—how I throbbed for him to enter me and sooth the burning desire I felt for him for just a little bit longer.

If almost on instinct, my trembling hand rose from where it clutched the bedsheets and sank beneath his hood to tangle into his dark, soft hair. And then, he lowered his head—lowered it to worship me in ways that would have me seeing stars.

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[butterphii]

"Besties"

TW: Friends to lovers, kissing/making out, bulge/thigh riding, dry humping, didn't know they were dating, pet names (but in a more friendly way), praise

This was for the Roll-A-Trope Writing Challenge hosted by @burntheedges! Thank you so much for letting me join!

-------------------Joel Miller---------------------

You and Joel had been best friends for years. You did everything with him. You were always together. That's why it didn't surprise you when rumors spread around town about you two dating. What did surprise you, though, was that you wouldn't be mad if you were dating.

"Did you know people are saying we're t'gether?" You turned, talking to Joel when he was sitting at your dining room table. He nearly spit out his whiskey. "What?" He laughed, loud and gruff. You loved his laugh.

You walked over to the table, bottle of hard lemonade in hand. "I know, right?" You said. "I wouldn't be mad if we were, though.." You very quietly mumbled to yourself when he looked back down, laughing.

"I can't believe people are actually thinking that, I mean like..it's just that we spend every minute of almost every day together and are the bestest friends ever.." He said sarcastically, rolling his eyes and laughing at you. "Oh, fuck off!" You threw a balled up napkin at him before breaking out into laughter yourself.

"Fuck, ohmygod, I love you, baby." Joel chuckled, catching his breath. "Jesus Christ, love ya too, Joe." You wheezed. "I mean, y'know, it would make sense if we were, right? Like..maybe we should pretend to, like a prank to people." He said before finishing off his drink. "What was that? You in love w'me Joel fuckin' Miller?" You stared into his eyes, sipping your drink.

"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. You lovin' me now?" Joel asked back, trying to cover up his embarrassment, hinting to you he really did want to try with you. "Ohh, so you DO want to date me!!" You yelled at him, howling into a fit of giggles. "Maybe I fuckin' am! You're basically my 'platonic' wife! You wouldn't be mad if I said yes, would..you?" He said loudly, but then quieting towards the end, questioning his words. "Honestly, no. I'd like to try with you, an' if it don't work, we can still be besties." You said, emphasizing the word "besties".

He quieted, his eyes making their way from your stomach to your chest, chest to your lips, lips to your eyes, and eyes back to your lips. His mouth parted, but he was stuttering to make out words. "Joel, can I kiss you?" You asked, looking down, then up at him. He nodded, you walking around to his side of the table and straddling his lap.

You kissed Joel's lips delicately at first, little pecks at a time, until his tongue grazed your lower lip, begging for you to open. You allowed him to deepen the kiss, your tongues dancing together in a solid rhythm when you felt his cock harden under you. You gasped when it twitched under the wetness soaking through your pants.

You moaned into your kiss, grinding your hips slowly. Joel groaned back, your hands roaming his graying curls and his on your lower back, reaching into your shirt. You started to speed up, your hips creating an amount of friction against his he groaned your name and praised you.

"Fuck, you're doing so good..oh my god.." He groaned into your lower lip, your forehead resting on his. "M' gonna cum..i's comin', oh, fuck.." He moaned into your chin, staring down at you both working to pleasure one another. His words seemed to connect you to him, watching him cum and feeling the warmth of his seed soak through his pants and warn up your pussy made you feel like you were going to burst if you didn't release.

"Joel, oh fuck, I'm gonna-" You cut yourself off before you screamed into his shoulder. His name dropped out of your mouth a million times before you were both too tired to do anything, just panting on each other's shoulders.

"I love you, Joe." You whispered to him. "I love you too, baby." He panted, slithering his face into the crook of your neck to kiss it, you giggling.

[changelingsandothernonsense]

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I've done a bit recently on both the Yani painting and chapter 19 of Serious Mistakes so I'll post a bit of both.

Art first.

(Click for full) Yani's got a face! I'm happy with how his eyes turned out. I gotta start on his face scaring next.

POV sad, fight prone smuggler who barely speaks Redoran Dunmeris properly makes eye contact with you from across the corner club.

Next we have a chunk of writing that i'll put under the cut. It's a dialogue scene between Josh and his niece, the Urshilaku Wise Woman circa 4E 199. This is during a healing session (roughly 1000 words).

“When did you get cut?” She frowned, pointing at his shoulder, “It looks recent, and the stitches have broken, why didn’t you tell me about it when I was healing the cut on your temple?”

Teldryn sighed and glanced at his shoulder, noting the small droplets of blood that welled along its surface, “Was fighting off an ambush a few days ago an got a taste of the fucker’s sword. The ah…outlander patched me up.”

“See, she likes you,” Ki smiled as she uncorked the potion and handed it to him.

Teldryn shook his head as he brought the potion to his lips and took a drink, grimacing at the bitterness of it, “Nar she just found me half gone in a cave. Means nothing.”

He could feel his cheeks flush as he finished the potion, feeling the pain that was radiating throughout his body slowly lessen. Gods, why was he having this conversation now… with his niece of all people? The fact that she was grinning at him the way she was only served to enhance his embarrassment.

“Oh, I see how it is,” She teased, taking the empty glass vial from him and placing it to the side, “Teldryn you are allowed to be happy.”

“It’s not—” Teldryn stammered, pouting a little, “I don’t— It’s complicated, Ki.”

“Dae’ata, you say that about everything,” She sighed, “She seemed sad when you left dinner last night.”

“I ah…” He sighed, dragging his hand across his face, “I didn’t exactly make the best first impression…or second— third. You know how I’m a fuck up.”

Ki frowned, reaching over to better examine his shoulder, “You put too much pressure on yourself.”

“If I don’t then I fuck up, Ki,” Teldryn frowned, “Or Nerevar fucking escapes an starts running amok. Which is what happened.”

“Nerevar doesn’t like new people, I know,” She replied, moving off the bed again and moving towards her bag, “I think I can heal that gash enough for you to not need those stitches. If you can just sit up.”

Teldryn did as instructed, pulling himself up and resting his back against the carved bedhead. The position sent an uncomfortable tugging sensation through his pelvis.

“I do not like that you are still making that face,” Ki frowned, sitting beside him again. She passed him a still steaming mug of what smelt like black kaveh, and he was thankful for the warmth of the mug between his palms.

“I think tilting it outwards pulled something or…I don’t know,” Teldryn mumbled, shaking his head, “It feels like knots in there.”

“Well, there should be a lot of scaring if my predecessor’s notes are anything to go by,” Ki sighed as she brought a small set of sheers to his shoulder and started snipping at the remaining threads, “And I can feel a lot of resistance in it when I was moving it around. The fact that you can still walk without assistance on a good day really is a marvel.”

“Your aunt was as talented as you are with this sort of thing,” Teldryn smiled, taking a sip of his kaveh.

Ki shook her head, biting on her lower lip, “I am still trying to understand what gave her the idea to just cut you open and heal the bone from the inside.”

“I ah…I don’t really remember much of it,” Teldryn mumbled, his gaze falling to his lap, “but apparently nothing else was working because of the Corprus.”

Ki nodded, carefully pulling out each stitch from his shoulder, “Sometimes I wonder whether I should replicate it, try and heal some of the scaring internally.”

“An subject yourself to the ooze that’s in there?” Teldryn grumbled, “Nar it’s not necessary, dumu. I’m fine.”

“It is a thought,” she sighed, taking a sip of her drink. “I guess I want to see you riding guar again, as in the stories.”

Teldryn chuckled, trying his best not to strain his aching muscles too much, “I think I’m a bit past ever doing that again. Besides, I wasn’t actually all that good at it, was more Erra’s thing.”

“Still, I wish I could have seen it,” She smiled warmly, readying her spell in her hand, “I mean in a way that I could remember.”

“I remember Erra taking both of us for a ride up to the coast,��� He smiled to himself and tried his best to relax as Ki cast her spell, “He strapped you between us an I swear I was so afraid the whole contraption was gonna fall over—”

“It didn’t though,” She cut in, her eyes meeting his, “If I recall the stories correctly, you stopped me from being a mudcrab’s lunch.”

“Yeah, but I don’t trust myself with kids, you know that.” Teldryn sighed, shaking his head, “I mean you know what shit’s like with Adren. I fucking suck at the important stuff.”

“Hey, that’s not something you could have fixed,” She frowned, her fingers lightly moving across his skin, stitching the gash together under her fingertips, “Even seers cannot see everything, and you cannot help not knowing about him until you were out of exile.”

“You know he helped me out with this whole Tong business,” Teldryn mumbled as he took another sip of his drink. The revelation was still so strange to him, the two hadn’t quite been on speaking terms since the boy’s mother passed just after Red Year. The fact that Adren had taken it upon himself to get his name cleared…maybe there was still a chance?

“I thought you said the outlander did?” Ki raised her eyebrow at him, her fingers slowly moving down his arm, his wound slowly scaring over as she healed it.

“She spoke to him when she was in Skyrim,” Teldryn sighed to himself, “Apparently, he’s why I was released into the Free-Winter’s custody. Managed to convince them I wasn’t a murderer with like…evidence an shit.”

“I do not think your son hates you as much as you pretend,” Ki sighed, “I do, however, think that he is as stubborn as you, dae’ata.”

“Yeah, but like don’t tell him that,” Teldryn grinned, “I… I’m proud of him though, even if he doesn’t actually want anything to do with me.”

“I think he might come around eventually,” Ki sighed as she dismissed her spell, “Obviously he does not wish to see you harmed.”

[cacophonitic]

Many more birthdays to come.

“Wake up,”

“Wake up, Carlos,”

“Baby, it’s 9:00 in the morning,”

He heard those sweet voices calling him, making him open his eyes and look at two figures who mattered the most to him, sitting on the bed adjacent to him. TK was dressed in a soft navy blue sweater and jeans, and Jonah was in an organic green shirt and black pants.

“I had only two hours of sleep the day before yesterday,” he mumbled, face down on the bed, and closed his eyes.

Almost a decade ago, if he had told his past self that he got to sleep-in, in the future, his past self would have called him delusional and also frail. But that’s not the case right now and he is so happy that his life turned out this way. The best way possible.

“But you need to wake up,” he heard his husband taunt him.

“Yes, it’s your birthday,” Jonah added, excitedly.

“Exactly, you people should let me sleep,” he said and secured the comforter firmly against him.

“C’mon, Carlos,” Jonah pulled the comforter.

“You have slept enough,” TK stated when he cracked an open at those hooligans.

“Yes, you’ve slept for,” Jonah paused and counted on his fingers.

“10 hours,” he declared later, triumphantly.

“Actually, it’s eight hours,” His husband amended without really thinking. Now, that stirred him awake from his slumber and made him alert.

“What? You guys celebrated at midnight,” Jonah looked disappointed.

“No, that’s not what he meant,” he said, glaring at his husband. He does not want Jonah to know the reason. No second-grader should know the reason.

“That’s cheating,” Jonah huffed and scowled at his big brother.

They never allowed Jonah to stay awake after 9:00 pm despite the boy refusing to sleep. He is so much like TK, a miniature ball of fire whose energy exceeds everyone in the room.

“We really didn’t,” TK affirmed.

They need to change the topic. He cannot, for the sake of God, explain why stayed up.

“Then why-”

“Hey buddy, there’s some surprise in the living room, I guess,” He asked the boy who mirrored his eyes.

Jonah nodded, enthusiastically, forgetting about the entire façade that was previously going on.

“Why don’t you check it up? We’ll be there shortly,” TK said, smiling at his brother.

“Absolutely,” Jonah proclaimed and ran out of the master room.

“Careful,” They both called in unison.

When he knew that the little ears were away from the room, he turned to his husband who was grinning like a Cheshire cat.

“What are you speaking in front of our seven-year-old?” he said, his tone accusatory.

“What? You, yourself said we should tell the truth to our child,” his husband replied, a little too amused.

“That does not involve this,” he rolled his eyes and flopped face-first on the bed.

“Well, I knew that would kinda wake you up,” his husband shifted towards him and ran his hand in his dark curls.

“To wake me up you don’t have to give me a minor heart attack,” he looked at the gorgeous face.

TK just laughed at that. Carefree and ecstatic.

"Stop," he said, which must’ve sounded abrupt to TK, judging by the face his husband pulled.

"What?" his husband questioned, a cheeky smile playing on his face.

"Stop being so smug," he turned fully towards him and said it with false exasperation.

"I didn't even say anything," TK voiced, totally cocky.

"It's written all over your face, Mr. Husband," he gestured with his right hand at the magnificent face that bore a naughty smile.

“Is it? Oh, how well you know me, my dear husband,” TK sounded like an 1800s maiden who was in love with the gardener.

“Ugh, today is my birthday and I’m supposed to have a good time,” he aired, looking at the love of his life.

“I did give you a good time,” his husband whispered in his ears, his voice fervent and seducing, bringing back all the memories. He bit his lip trying to hide how affected he was by all the teasing. Five years of marriage and his husband still manages to take him apart and turn him into a stuttering mess.

His husband was the finest person he had ever laid his eyes on, both in kindness and beauty but he was also a troublemaker and someone who was perfectly satisfied by teasing him several times until his cheeks hurt from blushing. So, he removed himself from the bed and folded the comforter, TK watching all the while, not moving an inch. It always left him wondering how him doing the most possible mundane things could affect TK, in the most delicious way, which also had an effect on him when he was the spectator.

After doing that job, he approached his husband, slowly, TK’s eyes nowhere near his face, and hovered above him far enough from their lips touching. TK craned his neck further, closed his eyes, and urged his mouth for a kiss when Carlos stopped him with a finger on his lips, wearing that smirk. He looked so adorable, his mind supplied.

“You need to get out,” he said looking into those lush green eyes.

“What?” TK asked, quite offended.

“I need you to go out, so I can shower,” he replied, leaving his husband hanging and he walked toward the closet.

“We are married,” his husband said, now standing.

“Yeah, I know, babe,” he said, content with the way things were going and skimmed through the cupboard.

“I have seen you naked plenty of times,” TK said, his brow furrowed.

He let out a laugh and turned back, facing TK who was now walking toward him.

“And?” he asked, light-heartedly when TK was only arm’s length away from him.

“So, why should I go out?” TK questioned, completely confused.

“Because I’m going to shower,”

TK sighed, puzzled.

“You’re making me ask the same question again, but, if want me to head out, I will,” TK started in the direction of the door and he stopped him, holding his hand.

“Because there is a pre-schooler in our home who is awake and we cannot afford to go for another round in the shower,”

“Oh, so sure of yourself Ranger Reyes,” TK smirked.

“Get out,” he said, no real malice in his voice.

“Oh, before going though, I should get something from you,” his husband put into words.

“Isn’t it my birthday? If anything, I should get things from you,” he commented.

“It is a good morning kiss,” TK announced and cupped his cheek.

He stopped the man, again, with his index finger.

“Baby, why are you stopping me?” his husband was totally vexed now. Who knew denying his morning kiss would aggravate TK Strand this much? Certainly Carlos Reyes.

“Is this revenge for yesterday’s night? Because I thoroughly remember you requesti-,”

He swallowed whatever TK was going to say next because the key to stopping Tyler Kennedy Strand from being a cheeky bastard and shutting him up is only kissing him. So, he did that precisely.

“Happy Birthday, baby,” TK wished him after the kiss.

“Thank you,” he replied mirroring the smile on his husband’s face.

“Big brother,” a voice broke out from the kitchen.

“Now, go,” he said, later, causing TK to leave the room with a wink.

What a beautiful life, he thought.

[jayparked]

question:

i wanna get into andteam but I watched iland and idk if it’s evil editing or what, but K didn’t seem like the greatest person to me? Maybe I’m biased because my ult is Heeseung but idk. The same could be said for Ni-Ki but he was 14-15 when the show aired, I think K was old ebough(?). But seeing recent clips of him he seems extremely supportive of his members! (And my bsf also loves K so i hear a lot of good things about him!). No hate to him obviously!! Just wanted you input!

so i'm going to apologize right away if my tone does not sound as nice as it usually does while i answer this. i am honestly just very tired of the "k was mean" discourse and people not taking the time to see the entire situation as a whole. all everyone sees is "k was mean. riki cried" when it is NOT that cut and dry

every single person on iland was tired, frustrated, stressed and overworked. each of them were being pushed to their limits. have you ever been so tired and exhausted that your words don't come out that great or your patience is a little thin? keep this in mind when you think about iland k

k was the only person who expressed his frustration to the people to their faces instead of going behind their backs and talking about them like what people did with heeseung. could he have worded things better? sure! but given that in the moment he was exhausted, frustrated, etc (which are not negative emotions) he tried his best to express himself. riki did not just cry because of what k said to him. riki cried because he was ALSO feeling exhausted, frustrated etc. it's not so black and white. and no one likes to be scolded or called out by someone they admire. it's embarrassing but what k said was not wrong

we also have to consider the fact that because k is the oldest he inherently had MORE responsibility put on him than everyone else. he's immediately held to a higher unfair standard and it's not his job to parent a bunch of teenagers. he was there to fight for his dream just like everyone else and he acted like everyone else

reality tv always wants a villain. so because k had the guts to express his frustrated feelings outwardly was gold for them. there was absolutely evil editing and they purposefully didn't show just how close k was with riki or jay etc. they focused on k's relationship with taki and made it look like he favored one over the other. k and riki are friends to this day. if k truly was so horrendously mean like people try to make him out to be, both jay and riki would not speak so highly of him still or be in contact with him

idols are held to extremely high and sometimes unrealistic standards. k is human. he's allowed to not be perfect all the time. he's allowed to say things and have them be misinterpreted. he's allowed to not be everyone's cup of tea. but what makes me mad is out of all the "drama" that happened on iland this is the thing people will not let go of. if you think he was mean, okay that's fine that's your opinion. i would hate if people referred to some of my most traumatizing moments in my life and denounced me to just how i reacted when pushed to my limits. he is so much more than the person he was on iland. he is extremely loving, kind, patient, and considerate to not just his members and i really urge you to take the time to see the kind of person he is outside of iland

another thing to keep in mind is we don't have the full picture of that moment. things were edited and framed in ways to keep an audience engaged. we also did not get to see every moment on iland. we didn't get to see how they interacted when the cameras were off, we didn't get to see a LOT. we got a snippet of some discourse and then were moved along to the next part of the show. we are missing a lot of context to what happened

at the end of the day you can have your opinion of him but just know if anyone thinks k was truly mean on iland you should probably not waste your time on my blog. i greatly urge you to do your own research and come up with your own opinions before just siding with twitter discourse etc...

[kitsuvil]

— sea foam 【picturesque/ayato smau】

[ masterlist ] written portion after the first 3 photos!

I squinted, trying to make out if the man on the beach was really Ayato. From the looks of it, it was. I'd be concerned if anyone else was on this private area of the beach, anyway.

Staying cautious as to not drop my coffee cup, I took my steps quicker.

“Ayato!” I called out. But I hadn't considered the complications that would come with a moment alone beside him. Recently, each time we hung out together with just the two of us, my heart became more unsettled. I couldn't really describe it, but I had the strongest feeling it was due to… Love. Or maybe it was the early signs of a heart attack.

Somehow, the latter sounded better.

“How come you're up so early?” Ayato looked up from his camera and looked at me. I felt vulnerable.

“I could say the same thing… But I'm going to assume that it's because of the sunrise. I'm here for that same reason, after all.” I smiled as I took a sip of the coffee.

“You're away from Kusuri, yet you still can't avoid making little latte art?” He questioned.

“I think it’ll be stuck with me forever. You don't want a sip?” I offered, handing the cup to him. He shook his head, “I already had some before coming out.”

I frowned. “So that's why the coffee machine felt warm. Don't tell me you didn't sleep all night, at a place as beautiful as this?”

“I think I'm a little desensitized to it, having seen this house more than a few times. That's what comes with having the money to buy things like this. Of course, I still have to come outside with my camera. Nature is something I can never be desensitized to.” Ayato sheepishly smiled. He felt it was a sensitive topic, but he spoke the truth. The next time I come here—but maybe I'm getting too far ahead of myself assuming there will be a next time—I'd also be much less amazed.

Ayato’s next words quickly broke me away from my thoughts. “Will you allow me to take photos of you here?”

I was frozen for a long moment. “I thought you didn't take photos with models.”

“I ask this because you wouldn't be a model… And I believe you're just like nature. Beautiful enough to be the center of all my photos.”

“Flirt with me like this and I'll run off, be careful.” I teased, but the desire to flee was high. It's not that I enjoyed it. It's that I enjoyed it too much. That feeling made me worry, it reminded me that I didn't really know what I was doing. So much of my life was focused on things I could trust and have comfort in. This, romance, was new and unfamiliar.

“Only if you keep them to yourself.”

“So that's a yes?” Ayato grinned.

“Like I said, only if-” but he cut me off almost immediately.

“I'm amused that you think I'd use them for anything. I want these photos so I can capture them in my heart.”

He acted so confident in his flirting, but when both of us were silent, I could hear his heart beating out of his chest.

“You should really get that checked out, you know?” I rolled my eyes after swallowing down the nervousness.

“I did. My doctor told me to wait for a response after I confessed to them.”

— karaoke chapters are my weakness, i fear. i had one in my kazuha/albedo smau too,, anyways isn't ayato so CUTE

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