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[gentlebeard]

my pathetic ass crawling back out of my hole: hi everyone, i’m back 🥺

[igncrxntripley]

their secret weapon pt. 3

requested by @babybatlover - “Evkegnevnegnnbv I LOVE the series. What if rowdy judgment day also got a kinda smutty? Also if you make another part to Their Secret Weapon can you tag me plz?”

Synopsis: The Judgement Day sure does know how to party...

Tags: smut, poly!judgement day, fem!reader, dom!rhea, dom!damian, dom!finn, dom!dominik, bottom!reader, kissing, groping, oral, teasing, overstimulation, choking, masturbation

A/N: you wanted smutty TJD? you’re getting smutty TJD (even tho it’s not the best i could do lol). this is also definitely going to become a series so if you want to be tagged in any updates please let me know!! i’ve also made the decision that this is being written with fem! reader in mind, but with future posts i’m going to incorporate more male!reader or unspecified options for anyone else! i’m working on more posts for other superstars as well but pls don’t be afraid to send requests my way!

Mentions: @babybatlover​

Dominik wasn’t kidding when he said The Judgement Day got rowdy when they celebrated. For four people who normally kept their composure, something about alcohol and good music really got them going. Not only that, but they didn’t need anyone but themselves to have a party. And now, that was a party of five. And Y/N felt like she was finally a true member of this group. 

Not only did the four of them know how to party, but Y/N was now finally getting to see the behind the scenes of their relationship. While it was no secret that Dom, Rhea, Damian, and Finn were close with one another and had a special relationship…there was a whole other level to it that only real members of The Judgement Day got to see. Needless to say, Y/N was seeing it all clearly in front of her. No time was wasted getting back to the hotel after NXT and immediately purchasing the best bottles of liquor for the five of them to celebrate their new member. Damian was playing DJ for the night, and it was almost shocking just how good of a taste in music he had. While he controlled the music, Finn was playing bartender and making sure no one had an empty cup for more than five minutes. Just as Damian was a good DJ, Finn was great at mixology. Dominik was serving as the entertainment and was performing his party tricks for the group…even though many of them resulted in eye rolls from The Eradicator herself. There was only so many times the young wrestler could burp the alphabet before Rhea lost her mind. 

As the alcohol kept flowing, the group got more and more rowdy. Damian’s music got louder, Finn’s drinks got stronger, and Dominik’s tricks got slightly more risky. As Y/N sat in Damian’s lap, her back to the large man’s chest and a cherry lollipop stuck between her lips, everyone couldn’t help but laugh as Dom tripped over his own two feet trying to showcase his newly ‘crafted’ backflip. He was feeling the alcohol just as much as everyone else since he stayed on the floor and laughed. “You’re all so mean.” He playfully pouted. Finn rolled his eyes and held out another mixed drink to the younger member. “We’re not mean, you’re just fragile.”

Y/N smiled and leaned her head back against Damian’s shoulder, smiling back at him as they made eye contact with one another. She fit perfectly on his lap, but then again Damian would say the same thing for their other three partners. Rhea sat next to them and leaned on Damian’s other shoulder and gently pulled the lollipop from Y/N’s mouth. “I’ve been dying to kiss you since you became part of our family.” She said softly, leaning in and kissing Y/N passionately. Y/N didn’t need any convincing to reciprocate the kiss either, and she began to make out with Rhea as Damian kept his arms around both of them. “Rhea hasn’t shut up about it,” he teased, finishing his own drink. “And truthfully, I think all of us have been just as patient.” Damian gently tugged Y/N’s face away from Rhea’s to begin kissing the new disciple with just as much fervor and passion as The Eradicator. For someone known as ‘The Punisher,” Damian was gentle with his affection. His desperate kisses were a compliment to his gentle touches on Y/N’s cheek and sides. 

Dominik had moved to sit with Finn on the bed, curled up to the other man’s sides as he smiled at their partners. “You could at least come over here and share with us.” He teased, which made Finn laugh before he started to give Dom gentle kisses on his neck. Damian smirked and obliged by picking Y/N up in his arms and dropping her playfully onto the bed. Rhea wasn’t far behind, and she settled herself on the other side of Dominik. “Damian’s right, we’ve all been patient.” Finn mumbled before moving to sit closer to Y/N and letting his hands wander over their body. Y/N gasped and arched her back; she wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol speaking or the unacknowledged sexual tension that had lived amongst this group for the last couple of weeks. But now it was clear how much everyone was ready to finally act on their urges. “Oh my god…” she whispered and squeezed her thighs together. 

Rhea laughed at Y/N’s reaction and it only made her want to fuck with Y/N more. “Jesus, you’re fucking irresistable.” She mumbled as her hands went to Y/N’s shorts. She didn’t waste any time undoing the buttons and slipping them off of the new girl’s legs to show the black lace panties (that she most definitely wore out of hopes something along these lines would ensue). Damian practically growled when he saw her underwear and began to palm himself. “Fuck.” he groaned and used his free hand to brush Y/N’s hair from her face. “She knew what she was doing when she picked those out.”

Dominik licked his lips at the sight of Rhea touching Y/N. He couldn’t help himself either and wanted his own piece of her, so he let his hands focus on her chest to play with her through the flimsy t-shirt she chose to wear. “I could rip this off of her right now.” Rhea laughed at Dom and started to leave gentle, teasing kisses against Y/N’s clit through her panties. “Who said you couldn’t?” She mumbled, Dominik immediately smirking before grabbing the fabric and ripping it down the front to expose the matching bralette. He leaned down and started to kiss Y/N’s chest, which only riled her up more and made her arch her back into his lips.

Finn smirked at the show in front of him and wrapped his hand in Y/N’s hair, giving it a tug so she was looking up at him. “Welcome to your initiation night, babygirl.” He said. Y/N smirked as her hips started to move in small circles against Rhea’s mouth after her panties had finally come off. “You’ve earned this after all the hard work you’ve put in the last few weeks.” Dominik nodded at Finn’s words, one of his hands playing with Y/N’s nipple while the other left small marks on her skin. “Only the best for our girl.”

Damian rested one hand on Finn’s lower back as he continued to touch himself. “Look at her squirming. She can’t even stay still long enough for Rhea to make her feel good.” Y/N whimpered at his words and Rhea grabbed her hips to keep her still. “She tastes so good.” She smirked against Y/N’s core, and her words only made Y/N moan a little louder. She turned her head and saw Dmian touching himself, and she couldn’t help but want to make him feel good. Her hand replaced his over his length and she began to slowly jerk his cock for him, and in return his eyes practically rolled into the back of his head. “Oh, fuck me.” Damian mumbled. Everyone chuckled as they watched Y/N, and it only made them work even harder to make her feel good. “She’s so helpful.” Dominik teased and moved his kisses up to Y/N’s exposed neck to leave more marks. 

Y/N was so deep in ecstasy with her four partners around her that it was almost a shock when she reached her climax. She writhed under Rhea and Dominik’s touch while Finn and Damian continued to verbally tease her, all the while bringing Damian to his own climax. “Oh, good fucking girl.” Damian smiled down at her. “She’s so pretty when she cums.” Finn said, letting Dom and Rhea move off of her before he quickly flipped her over onto her stomach. “We’re nowhere near finished, though.” He smirked and kneeled behind her. Damian went to kneel in front of Y/N, pulling Rhea and Dom into their own passionate kisses. “Keep her entertained while Finn and I have our fun?” He mumbled, the other two both nodding with huge grins on their faces. 

Finn started to slowly rub his hard cock against Y/N’s wet core. “Rhea was nice for not making you ask for permission to cum on her face.” He said before slapping Y/N’s ass. “I’m not as nice as her, though.” He smirked and started to poke his tip at her entrance. Y/N moaned and leaned her head back to see Damian holding his own cock in front of her face. “You can clean up the mess you made while Finn has his fun.” He groaned as she easily took him into his mouth and began to bob her head. Dominik and Rhea moaned as they watched, touching one another as well since neither got to finish yet. “Can you believe she’s all ours?” Dom asked against Rhea’s lips. She chuckled and focused her thumb on the tip of his cock. “It’s too good to be true.”

Y/N gasped as Finn finally gave in and slowly pushed himself into her entrance. He didn’t even give her a second to breathe before he began thrusting. “Finn’s just happy he has a new toy to play with.” Rhea smirked. Y/N pulled off of Damian to catch her breath, looking up at him as she drooled down her chin. “More…I need more…” she begged softly, to which Damian laughed at her and put her mouth back on his cock. “Don’t you worry, princess. You’re going to get plenty more tonight.” Once again, she barely got the chance to register how She was close to cumming until the edge hit her like a brick wall. Finn, however, knew exactly how close she was and slowed down his thrusts to keep her from getting what she wanted. “Remember what I told you.” He said and slapped her ass again. Y/N whined loudly and pulled off of Damian again with a gasp. “Please let me cum! Please please please!?” She begged as Rhea and Dominik laughed at her. Damian didn’t waste any time in putting her mouth to work again as Finn began to touch her clit. “I don’t know…I’ll have to think.”

No one had ever challenged Y/N like this before…but holy fuck did she love it. She loved it so much that the relentless teasing from her four partners and Finn’s magic touch made her unravel underneath them. Her body trembled as she came for the second time that night, and Finn growled behind her and tugged her hair so she was on her knees, her back to his chest. “I thought I told you to wait?” He smirked as his hand wrapped around her throat. Y/N moaned and continued to gently grind back against his cock out of desperation. “I-I tried, I promise!” She said, even though she was still smirking.

“Unfortunately, we’ll just have to keep going until you learn your lesson.” Damian said with a smirk. Needless to say, The Judgement Day has lived up to their reputation as rowdy partiers.

[sturniolo-rat]

✨Chris Sturniolo Headcanons✨

For Black Girls✊🏽✊🏾✊🏿

💋 Chris loves black girls

I’m sorry but in my head Chris prefers black girls. Like Atlanta Georgia black girls… thick, dark, dressed to the nines, hair done, acrylic nails 💅🏽💅🏾💅🏿absolute fucking queens. Like I don’t describe Y/N in any way but best believe if it’s a Chris fic she’s black to me.

💋 He sees fucking hates racists

This doesn’t actually need to be said but I figured We’d get this out of the way first. Chris definitely listens to you when you talk about race issues so he knows all about micro aggressions. He always notices them and stands up for you every time. “Baby, if anyone says that shit to you again I’m gonna catch an assault charge!”

💋 He owns silk sheets

This man most definitely would buy a full set of silk sheets after you sleep over his house for the first time and he notices you brought your own satin/silk pillowcase. He doesn’t realize it’s for your hair until he surprises you with them the next time you sleep over and you tell him. “Oh, I just thought you were being bougie.” Then he buys more sets of them because he decides to throw away all his cotton sheets.

💋 He learns your hair care routine

Chris is the only white person you trust to touch your hair. He makes taking care of your hair into a really loving and intimate experience. If you’re in the bath he adds epsom salts, sets up candles, and does a bunch of stuff to set the mood. “You have any music requests, Mama? If not I’m probably just gonna put on the sexy time playlist.” He sits out side of the bath and takes his time washing and conditioning your hair making sure to detangle and section it the way you taught him. He does the same thing when you’re in the shower except he stops occasionally to pull you close and feel you up. “Come here, Baby. You’re so fuckin’ pretty and you smell so nice and clean. I just can’t resist.”

💋 He sits with you when you’re getting your hair braided and brings you snacks

Before your appointment he packs you a lunch bag full of snacks for the both of you because of course he’s coming with you. “Alright, Baby, we’ve got Doritos, McDonald’s chicken nuggets, and a shit ton of candy. We’re all set to go.” If you think he’s not gonna come when you’re gonna be in the chair unable to get away from his yapping you are sorely mistaken. He’s always keeping everyone entertained and happy. “What’s up ladies! You have any tea for me today.” It’s just him feeding you snacks and having silly conversations with you and the person doing your hair. If you ever show up to your appointment without him everyone misses him.

💋 He pays for your acrylics

He insists on giving you the money every two weeks because he’s just “helping to keep his princess feeling pretty” He also likes to help you figure out designs and themes nails. He sends you random texts with nail inspo all the time. “I know a zoo theme seems extra, but let me cook, Mama!” I’m certain that he makes you get a C for Chris on one of your nails every time you get new set. This probably isn’t exclusive to black girls but like as a black person who gets their nails done I like to go all out on the designs and shit gets expensive.

💋 You convince him to wear a durag

He only agrees to do it one time in the house. You use the situation to teach him its use and significance in black hair care. It takes him a few tries and you have to demonstrate it a lot but eventually he is able to put it on correctly and he looks super cute. Not cute in a “this is a good look for you” kind of way, but in an aww “the little white boy is engaging in cultural appreciation” type of way. “I think if anyone saw me like this I would get cancelled.”

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[mothwingwritings]

can you do Oliva hc and smut pls, i read your valentine post about him and i'm just a smiling mess because of it

Waaaaaaaaaah TYSM darling!!! I love Biscuit!!! ( ˃̣̣̥ω˂̣̣̥ ) Top tier man and one of my favorite Baki boys!!! I have a few fics in mind for him, but here’s just some cute little stuff in the meantime!

WARNINGS: Mentions of sexy stuff under the cut, so 18+ only, but the rest is pretty tame.

Biscuit was SUPER nervous to meet your family/friends for the first time. He holds you in such high regard that he was terrified of the impression he would make on your loved ones. He’s a nice, charming, wealthy gentleman-but none of that changes that fact that he’s a convict, and he was deeply concerned that those close to you would not accept him as your partner for that reason alone. He plans to be by your side till your dying day, so he wants the people most important to you to understand how strong his love is and realize he is not a threat, but a protective force.

I know this is not everyone’s cup of tea, but I really love the idea of a poly relationship with you, Biscuit, and Maria. If Maria is still in the picture, I imagine Biscuit has a very hard time staying away when it’s just the two of you hanging out. Though he’s happy neither of you are alone, he wants to be a part of what you are doing SO BAD it nearly drives him mad. The two of you could literally just be hanging out watching TV and he’ll be hitting up your phones nonstop asking what you guys are up to, talking about how much he wishes he were with you, sending pouty face selfies waxing poetic about how much he misses his beautiful loves. You and Maria definitely gang up to tease him, replying with suggestive texts or hinting at saucy interactions (even if literally nothing is going on) to rile him up. It’s all in good fun, but you do make sure to give him plenty of love and attention as soon as he comes back to you.

Even with how big he is, he loves being the little spoon.  It doesn’t matter how much smaller than him you may be, he melts when you hold him in your arms. He’s not a religious man, but he can believe there is a heaven when he’s drowning in your embrace, because he’s found it in your hold. ପ(๑•ᴗ•๑)ଓ ♡

Biscuit is not one to argue with you, and usually concedes to spats or disagreements with you pretty quickly. In the rare instances where he does need to put his foot down, he feels so guilty about it afterwards that he lavishes you with so much affection and so many treats that he ends up negating any stern punishment he had previously tried to impose upon you.

He gets really grumpy when other men flirt with you. He knows you are beautiful, charming, funny, and smart, so it’s only natural you will catch other people’s eye… but that doesn’t mean he has to like it or accept it. You are HIS and everyone needs to know and respect that. If he is around and sees someone eying you or chatting you up, he will get extremely handsy and overbearing to make said person back off. If they do not, there will be a problem. :)

On the flip side, if someone is rude or mean to you in any way he will outright beat their ass. They honestly may die.  No one talks shit about his baby, and he’ll pummel their sorry ass until they realize just how bad they fucked up… And then beat them a little more, just for good measure. ₍꒢  ̣̮꒢₎

He loves going for long drives with you, especially when it’s on his motorcycle. There is nothing quite like tearing down the highway, wind whipping full speed, just you, him, and the open road ahead. He loves the feel of you r chest pressed flush against his broad back, loves it even more when he speeds up and you grip on even tighter. Sometimes he’ll even pull a surprise trick to get you to squeeze him even harder, but he’ll feel bad if he scares you too much. He always wants you to have just as much fun as he is.

He is definitely the kind of guy that always wants to be matching you, if not outright in the same outfit, then in corresponding fits. He will go out of his way to find out what you plan on wearing for the day, just so his outfit can complement yours. Even if you personally find that kind of thing embarrassing, he will make the saddest puppy eyes imaginable at you until you give in and dress up with him. He always takes pictures of your matching sets-they flood any social media he may have.

NSFW Headcanons under the cut!

He is EXTEMELY vocal in bed-You make him feel so fucking good that he just can’t help himself. Whether its moans, dirty talk, praise, screams of pleasure, he’s not shy about letting you know just how excited he is to be making love to you. He’s so loud other inmates can most definitely hear it, but no one has the balls to say anything to him about it (except for maybe one Jun Guevara who will give you massive shit about it should he ever happen upon you alone in the prison, laughing while doing so over what a pretty shade of red you are turning).

He has a huge praise kink, both giving and receiving. If you were to purr in his ear that he is a good boy he would probably cum right then and there, no further foreplay required. He loves showering you in compliments during the entirety of the love making, and he’ll dreamily relay to you how gorgeous you look stuffed with his cock, how pretty you sound whimpering in pleasure, how stunning you are in the afterglow. He’s so overcome with his attraction to you he could speak on it endlessly and still only scratch the surface of how you make him feel.

Whenever he has to travel, he’ll take mementos of you with him on his trip. Most of them are wholesome, but he always makes sure to bring one that no one else can know of. More often than not it’s a pair of used undergarments he pocketed, plucked off your body himself the last time you made love. He can’t have your body there with him in person, but he can at least have this small token with him to help him along when he’s feeling in the mood. He’d often call you to initiate a conversation, working himself up as the discussion grew increasingly raunchy, stroking himself against the soft silk of your panties until he spilled himself all over the delicate fabric. It wasn’t nearly as good as making love to you in person, but it would work in a pinch.

Biscuit loves to take his time with you in the bedroom, refusing to rush even if you are pressed for time. It’s maddening how slow he is, the languid ghosting of his hands over your body mixed with the leisurely kisses he plants over every inch of you is enough to drive you to the point of insanity. You beg for him to stop teasing you, pleading for him to pick up the pace and let you cum, but that only makes him go slower. It’s the only time he’s ever ‘mean’ to you, but he wants to drag your pleasure out as long as possible. He gets so lost in you that he wants the moment to drag on forever, and he’ll do all he can to elongate the process to try and make that a reality.

To Biscuit, you are royalty, and he will never treat you as anything but. Your pleasure always comes first to him, and he gets majorly embarrassed when he comes before you do. Poor guy, it’s just as torturous (if not more so) to be in his shoes when you two are fucking, and it takes all his strength to not be overtaken by the ardor he feels for you. Looking down on you as you are writhing in pleasure, your face contorted in lust, wantonly begging for his love… He deserves an award for how long he is able to hold back before he completely loses control.

[sirenlulls]

satellite → r. keating (b. skeetz)

pairings — robert keating x fem!reader

summary — what bobby skeetz would be like as your annoying boyfriend <3

spinning out, waiting for you to pull me in. i can see you're lonely down there. don't you know that i am right here?

i feel like you'd be a long-term relationship (like teenage years long term)

ik they went to some fancy all boys school so let's say you went to an all girls school near theirs that would often go on trips together (pls tell me that wasn't just my school that did that)

either that of you'd meet through extra curriculars or overlapping friend groups

EITHER WAY met when ye were young (13-14) and got together when ye were 16-17

tbh most people thought you'd only last a few months bcs it was a teenage relationship after all but you're so chill with each other that it became very clear very quick that ye were just different

major "my girlfriend's my best friend" vibes

because of that, every inhaler fan knows you

you're no longer referred to by your name

you're just "mother" now

it's low-key a problem

like in any of your instagram posts or cute little tiktoks, at least half of the comments have a silly little inhaler pfp and are calling you mother

anyways

he's so annoying

definitely a very playful relationship

mocking eachother and all that

telling anyone else (outside your friendgroup) to fuck off if they do the same

he himself wouldn't be very public with the relationship

like you wouldn't be the face of every instagram post but you'd be in a story every few weeks and you'd pop up in the middle of a photo dump here and there

the inhaler_on_tik account however....

fans play where's wally with you in the tiktoks

usually hiding in a window reflection or the hem of your jacket poking into frame

enough to know you're there

you'd be best friends with all the fans

gigs are your opportunity to make new friends

they all adore you

so many fan tiktoks from gigs just have you dancing away with them

they'd bring you flowers <3

but yeah even if bobby himself doesn't post you a lot, fans would get pictures of you two together and they'd be so cute 😭

most of them are taken before gigs when he's helping you out of the bus or ye're walking into the venue together

but someone got a picture of you two once at some silly little market in spain and you were looking at flowers and he was looking at you

they posted it to tiktok and you asked them to send it to you

it was your lockscreen for a bit x

BIRD BINGO!!!

if you're ever traveling without him, you'd take pictures of any birds you pass and send them onto him

i really need to make sure it's known that he'd be annoying

like imagine you're just lying in bed, reading or on your phone, and he just bellyflops on top of you

no warning

no escape

you're trapped

i said the same in my eli headcanons but i don't really get spooning vibes from him

no matter what way you fall asleep, at least some part of him will be touching you

whether he's full on wrapped around you or just got an arm thrown over your torso

it helps him sleep better

you're best friends with the band ofc

i mean, you practically grew up together

you and rob never have a moment of peace with them on tour

you could be curled up in bed, and all of a sudden, elijah's busting down your door and lying down beside ye to tell you about a new song idea

you finally think you're free for a moment having a smoke by the back of the bus? nope, ryan's there now purely because he wanted to annoy ye

josh is nice on ye though (not really) (he makes fun of ye all the time) (he's my little pookie bear angel) (he can do no wrong)

they love having you around

and even if you leave the tour bus to get some snacks and come back to them trying on your dresses and robert doing josh's eyeliner you love having them around too

you're starting to get the mother thing

they do feel like you're hyperactive little children

bobby skeetz, the man that you are, you'd be a great boyfriend

[arenabreadandbiscuits]

Hmm I'm thinking I'm thinking. Gotta make money one way or another am I right? Anyway, animation commissions?

Animations ain't easy so I'm trying to set prices correctly in a way were people get what they pay for but also where I'm not offering in a way that burns me out over something stupid..

Animations would include well of course the animation and the panels that I'll draw either in comic form or separate parts so you could have them.

Vv🔞NSFW-BELOW🔞vV

I'm open to certain ships ((GIVE ME RADIOSTATIC AND ADAMS APPLE 😩)) but I'm more comfortable doing OCS right now. Things like holding hands, kissing, snuggling, etc and unlike this animation wip:

You'll get: FULL lineart and maybe after I see how colors work on Flipaclip and add those in for now but for now expect something like this.

Actually I'm thinking about it more and maybe coloring it won't be bad but I hate coloring in other cases so I you the Wips and the videos and color I think $100 dollars is fair right?? (Comms are used to help support me as I recover, find more info on that HERE on my writing commissions post. Obviously writing is a bit different from art so that why prices are what they are, prices can not be negotiable here because I don't want to accidentally sell myself short and then burn out knowing good and well I need to make funds somehow 🤦🏾)

Honestly this is a work in progress. I've done writing commissions, art and animation but it's just making sure I set things up correctly so hopefully I don't regret anything later. Like I know I can do it I just need the right customers to find me.

Customers of Value: if you are willing to be patient, checking in with me here and there while also not rushing me (because I'll literally send screenshots whenever you need them as I work on your art. Rushing me literally stressed me out so pls don't ^^')

Hm, I'm thinking of how I can explain this better.

What you will get:

at LEAST ten slides on your animation (pricing varies but not heavily so)

'manga' panels of how the animation is basically formed or came to be. (Four panels each page. 2 pages in total with no extra fees)

Screenshots of work whenever you feel you actually need it

A little writing blurb either of what happened prior to the animation or after it. 2k words minimum.

Bundle Example (reposted my own art lolol):

+ the animation!

(screenshot from a RP I was in but I'm using it as an example of my writing for y'all to see.)

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I think the highest I'd make anyone pay is $150 at a minimum because it feels fair after all that. ^^'

What y'all think? Oh and did I mention I'll even do the lineart for the manga panels? I will.

Examples of my line art (reposted art of mine):

Now we wait 🫡👀

I think I covered everything I need to but I'll make edits if I have to at any point in case I didn't! If you've made it to this part of the post I thank you for reading! ❤️

Payment methods for me, I will only take:

Cashapp

Chime

Venmo

One

Current (but on hold for now because I'm still getting used to current ^^')

[waterfallofspace]

💐🎋⏰ for sskk with aku as snzr pls? tysm if you do it!

So this only took me foRevER to answer- I'm so sorry!! But finally got enough motivation to get around to answering these!~

So here's a little drabble, thank you so much for sending in the prompt! And I'm sorry it took so long haha~ First time writing in a while now, so my apologies if it's a little disjointed!~

💐fits 🎋itchy nose/throat/ears ⏰inopportune from ~This Post~

Word Count: 1.8k Characters: A/ku, A/tsushi, mentions of D/azai and M/ori ~~~~~~~~~~~~

If anyone else had asked, Akutagawa would have unleashed Rashōmon on them. Or, perhaps still follow the order, but the company would have been refused. Firmly refused. The mortifying ordeal of being out in a public space in the dead of spring is bad enough. But Jinko being here to witness the… results-

“hH- nGT’uh!” 

This was definitely Dazai’s doing. No one else had all of the key ingredients to this misery. Sway over Mori’s choices, knowledge of the meeting place, a hold over the weretiger, and most pressingly, knowledge of Akutagawa’s… situation. 

“S-sorry, I didn’t catch that, what did you say?” 

Akutagawa turns his attention back to the task at hand, pointedly ignoring Atsushi’s question, and direct stare. Obnoxious on the best of days, which this was decidedly not. They had been sent to the park in search of some sort of information. 

“What exactly are we looking for?” Akutagawa asks, not bothering to hide the annoyance in his tone. 

Atsushi offers an awkward smile in return, hand scratching the back of his head. “Well, see that’s just it, I’m not exactly sure… Dazai said it would be here, and well, he’s never wrong, but…” 

“He didn’t say what it was or where it would be.”

“Nope, not a word.” 

Akutagawa sighs, flinching against the wave of itch crawling its way down his throat. It’s the worst kind of itch, one so deep in your ears, the back of your throat, you know you couldn’t touch it even if you stuck your entire hand in your mouth. 

Settling for a vague noise of disapprovement, he sets off in the general direction of what appears to be a fountain. Good a place as any to start, especially if it puts some distance between the wereti-

“Hey, wait up!” Atsushi calls, tagging along barely behind. 

Akutagawa grimaces, but slows his pace. 

“Thanks,” Atsushi smiles, plainly false. No one can be that happy having to cluelessly search a park, especially with your rival that’s been trying to kill you since you met. Let’s face it, neither of them was happy to be here.

“You thinking of looking at the fountain?” Atsushi continues, that optimistic tone grating on Akutagawa’s last intact nerve. “That’s where I’d hide information. Easy to describe to people who need to find it.” 

“Novice. h’ngKT!” 

The stifle leaves him breathless, the buzzing feeling in his sinuses promising this wasn’t even close to the end. Against all odds, Atsushi seems not to have noticed, his attention pulled towards a couple passing by. 

“Excuse me, where’s the best place to meet someone here?” 

The couple offered some vague responses, Akutagawa ducking into his coat for a semblance of privacy, uttering a few horrible noises. It’s the only way to scratch the back of your throat, touch that itch, but it’s not exactly subtle.

Thankfully no one noticed, Atsushi jumping from person to person, eager smiles and genuine politeness. It’s sickening. Choosing a more contained approach, Akutagawa lets his eyes wander, tracing the landscape. 

Mori’s words echo in his mind, “A simple task. After all, you’re a trained member of the Port Mafia. Trained by Dazai no less.” 

Somehow a compliment, and a deep burn. The respect their boss continues to hold for the deserter is only rivaled by the desire to be noticed clawing against the back of Akutagawa’s pride. And yet, somehow he picked… him. 

The ‘him’ in question is currently half wading through a fountain. Oblivious to the art of subtly, or simply choosing to disregard it entirely.

With a hissed sigh, and a frantic sniffle as the action sets off a new round of itch throughout his swollen sinuses, Akutagawa makes his way towards Atsushi. Everyone around them seems more concerned with staring at him than the one practically swimming in a fountain. 

Have they never seen someone with allergies before?! Akutagawa barely manages to catch a cough in his throat, feeling his tongue tense as the action ripples throughout his chest. He’s almost at the fountain when he feels a tap on his arm. 

A woman stands, looking at him with a mixture of concern and disapproval, and... of course. 

“Wearing this much dark clothing out in the sun is extremely irresponsible and dangerous.” 

Akutagawa barely has time to process her concerns, his focus overtaken by the overwhelming scent of pollen drifting from the flowers strewn throughout her hair. That, mixed with the aroma of freshly cut grass that she must have been rolling in to have gotten so coated with it. 

He manages a choked, “mind your own business” before breaking his coat from her grasp, and continuing his frantic pace to the fountain. The woman shrugs it off with a huff, speeding away, but the damage has been done.

“ngXT-! ah’tNgt’ch!” 

A few stifles break loose from his grip, Akutagawa’s hand snapping to his face instinctively. Pinching his nose, he managed to contain another rapid set, control wearing off at an alarming pace. 

“Oh hey, Akutagawa!” Atsushi calls once Akutagawa enters earshot. “I don’t think it’s in the fountain, I’ve searched all over- Oh! Unless it’s underwater, though… how would papers…” 

“They migh- kNgt’ch!” Akutagawa feels a faint flush settle over his cheeks at the interruption, but he continues with a growl before Jinko can get a word out. “They might not be papers. I was only told to intercept ‘information’, and you weren’t given any further clarifications.” 

Atsushi pauses, scratching his head with a sheepish smile. “Oh, I guess you’re right! In that case, maybe it’s some sort of coin? People tend to toss a lot of them into the fountain.” 

Another set of stifles break free as Akutagawa swivels on his heel, attempting to shield the outburst best he can. Turning back, it seems he was successful, Atsushi diving headfirst back into the fountain on his coin mission. Sighing, Akutagawa tosses a piece of advice over his shoulder.

“You should look for- nNgt! ah’knCH! Look for foreign coins, something recognizable, but not too obviously out of place.” 

“Yeah!” Atsushi smiles, turning his attention back to Akutagawa. “That’s a good idea! You want to help?” 

“Not in the slightest.” 

As he attempts to maintain his composure, Akutagawa feels another wave of itch overcome his throat, a vague growl slipping out before he can help it.

“Are- are you okay, Akutagawa?” 

“Yes,” Akutagawa snaps back, bringing the back of his hand up to his mouth to fake a cough.

Atsushi seems hesitant, but nods and returns to his search. Minutes pass, ticking by like hours as Akutagwa attempts to hold off another scratch of the desperate itch beginning to crawl deeper into his ears. Finally he can’t stand it anymore and he lets out another deep growl, covering it with a pathetically ticklish cough. 

Unfortunately, he realizes far too late that action will set off a chain reaction, his nose bursting with a newfound need.

“nNgh’tch! hehh– hH’YIZshhuh! ayEZSHhh’uu! zschh– yiszhh– yizzschh’uu!” 

This time they break through, the last ones tumbling over each other in a dizzying frenzy of desperate irritation. This will be harder to play off as a mild lung condition. 

“Oh- Akutagawa are you okay? Do you need hel-” 

Atsushi is cut off by a blow from Rashōmon, Akutagawa glaring at him from behind his sleeve.

“Do not mistake my suffering for weakness, Jinko. I am more than capable of holding my own.” 

The words would have carried more weight, had the congestion lacing them not left him sounding a touch pathetic. Nonetheless, he pulls himself together long enough to release his nose, snap something about ‘checking around’, and rush off to another section of the park. 

Letting a congestion moan slip from his lips, Akutagawa digs his heels into his eyes again, wiping away some stray tears as the irritation releases itself in yet another disgusting display.

“knGNT-! ngt– nGXT– hH’kNGXt’zshh! hhih… hh’nGHtchh! huH’ZYESHh! yIEZSHh’uu!  ” 

The sneezes tear out from his throat, a bit sore and yet unbelievably satisfying. They not only scratch the mad itch in his sinuses, but leave his throat feeling mildly relieved. 

This relief is cut short as a hand brushing against his back nearly scares him out of his skin.

“Bless you!” 

Akutagawa rolls his eyes, muttering something about ‘western customs’ between the frantic hitching of his breath. Atsushi averts his eyes, at least offering the semblance of privacy as Akutagawa ducks into his chest with a rapid fit that barely gives him time to breathe. 

“tsshh– tzshh– izshh– yzshh– yieZShh’uu!” 

These ones do nothing to relieve any itch, instead they almost seem to spread it deeper. After a minute of awkwardly standing there, Atsushi seems unable to resist commenting. His mouth opens and closes a few times, unable to find the words.

Akutagawa, on the other hand, couldn’t say anything about this if he wanted to. 

“We- zshh– ah’YZShh! I ndeed- tzzshh– ezshh– iZShh’uu!” The words are lost between frantic gasps and rapid fits. Atsushi offers a few more blessings, Akutagawa barely managing a harsh glare through the water in his eyes.

Finally, after what feels like forever, a last “yiEZZSHh’uu!” breaks him out of it, giving him a minute to catch his breath. 

“Bless you, Akutagawa. Those are some bad allergies-”

As soon as the word leaves his lips, they both know he’s made a mistake. Spoken something that should have been left unsaid. Before he can start backpedaling, and inevitably make it worse, Akutagawa takes control of the situation.

“Are you going to show me what you found, or just stand here all day?”

“R-right! Sorry,” Atsushi gives that same sheepish smile again, and for a second Akutagawa almost feels- well, nevermind that. Taking the reprise from the burden of speaking, he lets Atsushi begin rambling on about the coin, and something to do with codes. 

“heH’ZSHHuu!”

“Oh, bless you!”

Another eye roll, followed by another “zSHhh! yiEZSHhh’uu!” 

Which of course is followed by another blessing. 

This pattern continues for a few minutes, Atsushi futilely attempting to explain the code and offer enough blessings for Akutagawa’s ever increasing allergy attack.

“Hey,” Atsushi suddenly offers, tone switching to something softer, “how about I just fill you in back in the detective agency?” 

“If you- ih’ZZSHh! tZSHh! If you think I’m setting foot in that-” 

“Then how about the Port Mafia offices? I doubt they’d kill me on site, seeing as they sent us here together for this.” 

Akutagawa rolls his eyes, but nods. It would be foolish at this point to not accept the offer. And besides… It's much better than showing up like this in front of Dazai.

“Alright, but I won’t promise no harm will come to you. In fact, it may come by my own hand.” 

But as they begin their walk, Atsushi handing over a pack of tissues, Akutagwa lets that thought slip from his mind. Maybe the weretiger isn’t so bad after all.

[ebonybow]

oh so we can choose which blog to reply to posts from now but im still sending asks from my stupid dead blog. anyway sex pollen scargrian 👀👀👀👀👀👀 if u dont mind

Augh I KNOW pls Tumblr, catch up!!!

I have a whole bunch of this sex pollen written but it's mostly from the start of this year, and it needs some major rewriting because I feel like I didn't have a proper grasp on their voices yet. Premise: Grian falls into a weird spore blossom cave and comes home feeling unwell, and Scar checks in on him a few times, clueless as the sex pollen fever progresses.

Sex Pollen:

Grian’s various pieces of armor are scattered in the hall outside the bathroom, as though he’d flung himself into the shower or bath the moment that Scar had left the night before, though his elytra are neatly hung in their usual spot near the door.

And then, he finds Grian in bed in his room, tucked into the back of the base, bare shoulders peaking out from beneath his bedsheets. The air is stuffy back there, almost muggy with the windows closed, and Grian is asleep face-first in his pillow.

So Scar does the most sensible thing and checks if he’s still breathing, leaning in close.

“Scar,” Grian startles awake and Scar lets out a hoot of surprise, stumbling backward to avoid being headbutted. “Why? What are you doing here? Why?”

Grian's voice is rough with sleep and confusion as he clears his throat, blearily pushing himself into a more upright position in his bed.

“Checking you’re alive,” Scar intones, as cooly and matter of factly as he can. He’s definitely not distracted by just how shirtless Grian is, as he – seemingly self-conscious – gathers his sheets and pulls them close around his torso. 

Grian is– small is the wrong word, despite the height difference. Grian is strong. You don’t haul blocks around for hours on end every day without building some muscle. 

“It’s morning?”

“It’s morning. Your bedhead is adorable.” That’s a normal Scar Thing to say, right? “Anyway, you’re breathing, so. My job here is done.”

Grian's gaze visibly softens again at Scar's flustering, and he slouches back a little bit in the bed.

"No, sorry. Sorry. I'm glad you're here," he says, and it sounds like an admission. He's still so very pink-cheeked, a reflection of the night before, but now Scar can see that it goes all the way down his chest between his pecs. He looks warm. Hot. "I'm glad you checked in on me."

It's like watching glass fog over, the way Grian's eyes cloud, suddenly hazy. He licks his lips.

"You got any water on you?"

"Well sure," Scar says, slipping his pack off his shoulder to rummage through. "Have you eaten? I have, ooh, I brought an apple."

"You brought snacks?" Grian asks, sounding somehow weaker this time, eyes wide and glossy as he looks up at Scar, accepting a bottle of water from him.

"Of course," Scar smiles, and sets an apple down on Grian's nightstand, and a small tub with some watermelon. "Who else is gonna take care of you?"

Grian suddenly makes a strange and very un-Grian noise, like a choked-off whimper, lips parting on an inhale before he bites down on his lip. Of course Scar is staring at his mouth now. Of course he is.

"Uh huh," Grian says, suddenly intent. "Scar, I need you to fuck me."

Had Scar been looking anywhere but Grian's mouth, he may have thought he misheard. Except, he literally sees the words come out of Grian's mouth.

"You- huh. You want me to check that fever?" He says, moving to get up off the bed as Grian's hand shoots out to stop him. "I might have a thermometer back at my place."

"No, Scar, listen."

"You are clearly delirious."

"I'm not. I mean I am, probably, but listen."

It's not hard to break free from Grian's grasp, and Scar takes a step back to catch his breath. The room is stiflingly warm, even more apparent now than before.

"You- you want to take care of me right?" Grian  rises to his knees just to get closer to Scar again, clutching his bedsheets close over his lap to at least preserve some dignity, Scar assumes.

"Of course," Scar says, but it comes out weaker than he'd appreciate. The words have an entirely new meaning now but his answer is still the same.

[kokiriofthevalley]

My silly little Ganondorf headcannons

(curing my boredom and my first post on tumblr lol anyways)

Ocarina Of Time

✷he wears gold lipstick/makeup that was commissioned by him from the other gerudo that has very specific, precise and even rare ingredients that can't be made better anywhere else in Hyrule

✷i feel like his usual outfit was made to go to Hyrule, rather than be an outfit he typically wears while in gerudo fortress and his actual outfits look similar to his people's, maybe because it's traditionally considered more feminine? And he felt like they (Hyrule) wouldn't take him seriously unless he was conforming to Hyrule's gender binary of clothes

✷I feel like he'd be really reserved at any type of function or party that's not hosted by him/any other gerudo, like an older sibling at a birthday party. But he would be civil and "involved" with others when he knows it means gaining and maintaining a reputation

✷you would not catch him DEAD doing karaoke if any hylian is there or in a 100 mile radius dear GOD but give him more than a few drinks and leave him by himself and when you come back he'd be soloing "I need a hero" in no time

Wind Waker

✷I already wonder what he did everyday for the past however long between getting out/being freed from the sacred realm and kidnapping blonde children

✷but I think he would send bokoblins and moblins to raid islands for their books, specifically history and folklore books so he could not only gather info of what's happened over how ever long he had been gone but also get at least an idea of what happened to the hero of time and/or princess Zelda afterwords

✷ I'm not even going to lie, when he kidnapped that rich girl that link has to save and she becomes poor, he definitely stole her eyeliner if she had it on her, or he at least got his monsters to raid some woman's makeup drawer

✷He would 100% duet "gotta go my own way" with the helmaroc king while drunk, he would let himself have fun and sing 'cringe' songs he's tired ok

He would do Gabriellas part let's not lie here

Twilight Princess

✷He would get into the Salty Spitoon just by walking past it on the street

✷I personally think he wrapped up the sword of the six sages because it glowed like a light saber and it gave away his location at least one time to some random ass person he then had to kill

At LEAST once thinking about it is so funny lol, you see some tall guy with a glowing stick while going to buy a bag of flour or something and now you're dead lol

✷when he's in bed and he's recalling his earlier days, he definitely cringes to himself at the fact that he got snitched on by a child who most likely can't tell you what a verb, an adjective or a hyperbole is

✷he has to take off his crown(?) when he goes to bed (and even IF he does sleep) because he tried to go to bed with it on once and woke up to his pillow absolutely torn the FUCK up, like it was just rags at that point

Tears Of The Kingdom

This one is gut feelings because I haven't played it yet because I'm broke and if anyone sees this pls don't comment spoilers 😭

✷takes VERY good care of himself/his appearance and definitely has people who work in Hyrule castle who have a crush on him (both male and female and also gender nonconforming)

✷Trained from an early age to fight, but specialized in swordplay and archery, rather than fighting with his bare fists

✷I saw from others posts that don't have spoilers that he absolutely dispises rauru. He would 100% act petty. He would subtlety deform rarus cutlery if they all have a meal together when nobody is looking. not to the point where it's obviously bent but like the handles aren't straight at all now and he knows that they can't fix it unless they completely melt the forks and knives down to reform them

✷He also definitely "discovered" a broken window or two in Hyrule castle

[leclercsbf]

hello!! i know you posted about this a while back but i just wanted to tell you that i honestly would love to see you write that charlos + landoscar fic (the roommates au) i just know for sure that the entire fic would be CHAOTIC because they’re all oblivious lovesick idiots at the end of the day (pls feel free to add in a splash of maxiel as well if you would like too)

and the amnesia au!! YES YES YES. i love the fact that they’re husbands too, i think it’ll be really interesting to see the dynamic between them and that like whole ‘oh’ moment charles would get when he gets his memory back (pls tell me he does gets his memory back because i cannot handle pure angst in this context)

i am so on board with the idea of the set it up au as well, i haven’t watch the film but i did watch the trailer and small parts of it and i feel like it would just make perfect sense to have lando and oscar in that context. and also the idea of having charlos and maxiel as their bosses *chefs kiss* you’re an absolute mastermind

and that line from pierre in the “woke up with lady parts” au is EVERYTHING. it’s just so pierre coded and typically like charles said there’s always an element of “fucking the other person back to normal” so i cant wait to see the direction you’re going to go in with this fic

and of course the whole jack frost and pitch idea is literally so intriguing i love your mind so much

im so sorry if this feels like added pressure i really don’t mean for it to come off that way!!

i just absolutely adore your ideas and your whole thought process and if you do plan to write these fics i hope this gives you somewhat of a motivating boost :)

sending you so much love <33

hi there! please don’t apologize. you’re free to send me asks about whatever, whenever, because asks are generally appreciated. thank you so, so much for letting me know that the ideas i mentioned piqued your interest! if anything, i’m probably going to start with the roommates fic because it seems like the lightest fic overall, but we’ll see how it goes because i haven’t written up a proper outline for either pairing. your boy has unfortunately been too busy to write. i miss it. looks off.

to be honest, i haven’t really figured out whether or not charles is getting his memory back, but angst isn’t currently on the roadmap for the amnesia au. that might change once i start writing it, but i’m not planning on any tears for now! i feel like i owe my ao3 account a bit of joy after the last charlos fic i wrote.

set it up is a very good movie, and i’m not just saying this because i have a massive crush on zoey deutch. i’m not really a romcom kind of guy but this had me very entertained, so i definitely recommend checking it out if you’re in a romcom kind of mood. that said, i don’t plan on following the movie to the letter. i’ll basically just be taking the general premise and maybe a few details here and there, because the kiss cam scene? actual genius.

you know i just had to make pierre say it, anon. i absolutely had to, because it’s a very pierre thing to say. the direction for that fic is basically homosexuality (as per usual) and i’m very excited to write it! the question of when i’ll be able to write it is an entirely different matter, but the motivation is there. believe it. i’m similarly intrigued by my own brain because i feel like it was onto something with that jack frost and pitch thing… i just wish i knew what my brain was cooking because i completely forgot. HELP. glad to know that it sounds interesting to you as well, though!

and don’t worry, it doesn’t seem like you’re pressuring me in the slightest. i really appreciate that you went out of your way to express your enthusiasm for the ideas i’ve got lying around. fic writers do what they do because it’s fun, but it always helps to know that people enjoy reading our work, too. gives us a much-needed boost. sending you just as much love, anon! i’m wishing you the best day. ♥️

[lambilegs]

hiii apologies for the late response, i've been resting lately thank you! and LMAO sorry for the confusion, i was debating on whether to use 'seggc' since it isn't a common slang, yet ended up writing it anyway. i see you added red suit lee in her masterlist, looking good w your layout <⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠>

omgg i feel you, making edits seem complex and intimidating hence, i don't post/edit any (tho i'd like to make my own just for fun). and YEAH AGREED lee w out-of-pocket audios would be so funny (insert: "i like that autistic man" audio LOL) + seggc edits oop 👀 also sure thing, you got this pardner! it's alright to feel that way, allow yourself to take breaks too so you don't burn out.

ohhh vampire lee is such an intriguing and brilliant take on her character, i like it a lot hehe im curious to see/read how the ever-reserved and patient lee handles that type of curse, one w such strong instinctive behaviors. it polarizes her calm rationality to this unhinged mess of a monster inside her. it'll be fun to see that feral side come out and takeover once in a while 🤭. i kinda feel bad for lee being in pain and desperately fighting those urges but also SHOW IT TO ME RACHEL SEND IT TO ME PLS (+ i've heard maika's been casted in a vampire movie? we might get a glimpse of vampire lee in there)

ps. sorry for spamming your asks w long messages (i've another incoming ask) 😅🤠

no no you're all good bae!! <33 i hope you got to catch up on lots of rest hehe and LMAOOO it's all good, lowkey might start saying it myself 🤭 and thank you so much!! I'm so happy with how it looks. plus, I'm sorry, but the movie did us dirty by only showing us with the red shirt once 😔

you should definitely go for it if you're into the idea!! :o it's a little complicated at first, at least it was for me, but once you get adjusted to it and play around with it for a bit, it's really exciting to sort of bring your vision to life. PLSSS I ACTUALLY KNOW AN EDIT W THAT AUDIO. HERE IT IS (if the link doesn't work, I'll add it to the comments too)!! and thank you sm :") yeah, I can definitely overwork myself sometimes by trying too hard to get requests out so they don't pile up, but that ends up being counterintuitive anyways, since I usually end up even more stressed LOL so, for sure, definitely need to take more breaks. I think I just get worried to w my lee fics bc I get scared that if I take a break, by the time I return, there'll be way less people, you know? since the fandom is so small and all. but, I also know that if I overdo it, I'll probably crash and end up taking a break anyways LOL

RIGHTTTT IT'S SO COOL TO THINK OF!! I love writing her as a vampire or werewolf, because it contrasts so well with her rationality, and seeing how those two elements of her fuse is really cool. and, oh my god, YES, you literally described it so accurately and beautifully. "polarizes" is the perfect word for it. like, even w the werewolf story, I found it so funny to write her doing a whole whiteboard display to explain her rut. like, contrasting those fantastical elements with how no-nonsense she is is both so fascinating and humorous to me HAHA.

NO SAMEEEE LMFAOOOO i literally started the vampire fic today, and poor baby is in so much pain, but like... the longing, the yearning, the desire OHHHHH. it's so delicious, hehe. and omg yes!! I will absolutely project lee onto maika's role in that movie LMAOOO.

I just feel like because of lee's reservations, it's just so cool to think of her in all these different worlds and scenarios and figure out how she'd react within each of them, you know? as well as open up and get more vulnerable. like, I'm also gonna work on a bodyguard!au of her soon, and I'm so excited, because I could see her being so loyal to her job and professionalism that any romantic feelings are very pointedly ignored by her LOL. how about you, are there any particular situations/worlds you like to think of her being in?

ALSO OMG DON'T APOLOGIZE I LOVE YOUR ASKS HEHE <33 I have so so much fun reading and responding to them!! I can't wait for the next one

[starjxsung]

Babe is such a universal thing, I think I’m going to start calling you honey! Honey is one of my personal favorites heheheh

I’m so sorry you went through so much star I hope you’re doing well and I can’t wait for you to be able to make that cake ahhh please send me pics! Also on the applying it’s best to stay in the job your in because it’s so true it’s hard to apply and see if you even get the job especially me as someone who’s still trying to apply and no luck ugh

What’s your love language??? Mine is words of affirmations I love telling people I care that i appreciate them so much

I don’t remember if someone had asked this before but has an anon actually tried to get with you like I know most of anons flirt with you a lot and you flirt with us and we made a mutual connection by even talking out of tumblr but like has an anon actually tried to take your flirting to the next level ie actually thought you were trying to get into a relationship????

A little life update on my end: anxiety really sucks, it’s making me lose sleep by waking up every hour and it’s messing with me a lot making me feel like my friendships are just one sided and that they rather be with other people than me. It’s not helping either that this anon on my tumblr has been saying mean things about me and criticizing the way I write ( it usually doesn’t affect me but rn with how I am mentally it kinda is) but it’s getting so bad that opening my phone and seeing notifications just makes me want to puke

🩶

NO BC HONEY IS SOOO CUUUUUUTE it feels like marriage vibes frfr I love it 🤞🥹

I WILLLL POST PICS OF JILIX CAKE TOMORROW PROBABLY I actually bought one of those mini birthday cakes and it’s been sitting in my fridge for like 3 days so it probably tastes like shit now but it’s SOOOO CUTE IM SO EXCITED 💓 Ughhhhh I know exactly what you mean the job market sucks ASSSSSS rn I just know it’s gonna be an ordeal but I’m definitely still looking at what’s out there and seeing if there’s anything I can transition into that might be a little easier bc my work load right now is the fucking worst :(

Love language HMMMM I think it’s words of affirmation for myself, and then for others I’m really partial to gift giving 💞 I loooove being the kind of person who just finds something cute online and sends it to someone or surprises them w it! I order my sister little desserts sometimes since she lives in another city or sometimes I get random shit for my parents or friends bc it reminds me of them I just love seeing people’s reactions to gifts 🥹

The anon question hahaha yesssss I was in a kinda long situationship type thing w an anon on here and it ended really badly. I truly wish her nothing but the best now and we’re no longer on talking terms, but I’m always grateful for the people I have the pleasure of being in romantic relationships/situationships with even if they end badly ! I hope she finds what she’s looking for eventually

Also I’m so sorry to hear about your anxiety :((( I’m kind of in the same boat rn (literally just picked up my antidepressants today slayyy) but holy fuck wym there’s an anon sending you hate?? Hello?????? That is so fucked up oh my god I’ve gotten my fair share of anon hate on here but please just delete any messages you get and don’t even give them the time of day. It’s so fucked up they’d stoop so low and hide behind an anonymous profile to send hate to random people. What have they even been saying to you? If you need to send me anything privately on discord pls feel free to do so :( I’m so sorry this is happening my love you don’t deserve this at all and it’s gross people would think to do that. I love you so so much please ignore those losers

[py-dreamer]

honestly mood and a part of me definitely agrees

They both have indeed messed up and both deserve dunce hats for what they both did

But there's also a deep dark part of me that's seen so much of the scale skewered to one side, the fandom bashing one of them and coddling the other to the point I find peeps who defend the other one are to be outliers and bashing them being the norm.

Meanwhile in my personal view, one normally being bashed is at least has been shown to be canonically remorseful, is at least trying to work on things despite their flaws and has aknowleged those consequences and has dearly paid for them himself.

Yet I still see so many peeps bashing them, characterizing them as a socially inept asshole who has no semblance of responsibility, everyone hates them and if there are apologies in a fic, they will go hands and knees sobbing at how guilty and listing everything that they were in the wrong about meanwhile the other guy will just say: "I did bad things too." and leave it at that. Or he will not the accept the apology and also refuses to apologies for the sh!t he's pulled.

The guy getting coddled is also literally a villain and though is currently an anti-hero at the moment and HAS NOT APOLOGIZED TO ANY OF THE CHARACTERS HE'S WRONGED WHO NEVER HARMED HIM IN THE PAST.

And I see so much content where they characterize him as an 'uwu babygirl damsel in distress' who needs to be protected and is uncharecteristically weak and I just have to plough through it to get to stuff I can enjoy.

Even in stuff (fics) everyone objectively enjoys sometimes I can still sniff the skewering of the scales or big elephants in the room not being aknowleged and his sins are brushed under the carpet or if you think about some thing sin retrospect are supper messed up yet you just have to suck it up in order to enjoy that fan-content that is absolutely great but wreaks of skewed opinions. AND IT'S ALWAYS THE SAME WAY OF BASHING AND CODDLING!!!!

To the point that other characters will be grouped with the one that's coddled by the fandom even though they have very little canon interaction and normally you'd be fine with it.

But when you see it skewed always to one side and everyone hating the other guy...you kinda get a wee bit sick off it.

And after wadding through all of that, you're left with like 4 blogs who actually speak out about this and post excellent content too but are left feeling a bit peeved about the skewering of everything until you yourself are protecting the character getting bashed and trying to call out the other guy just to even the scales and make something for once instead of 'complaining'.

I can respect anyone who does favor one character over another. And if you're avoiding this drama, that's great! Good for you!

I'm just a wee bit peeved and caught in this storm trying to 'even' out what can sometimes feels like the overwhelming majority.

(Again, if your opinions are skewed that's fine. Just don't send any hate pls we're all allowed our own opinions. Please don't stop making fan content, it's all great, it really is. Do whatever your heart feels.)

Okay, soooo… can we talk about the ‘I'm gonna call out the monkeys bullshit!’ thing going on in a lot of fics 😅 ? I've seen it a lot, usually it's ‘I'm gonna call out Macaque’ or ‘I'm gonna call out Wukong’ and, well, okay I'm in for some monkey angst or the monkeys getting the consequences of their actions but there is so much unnecessary hatred sometimes.

Like… please, they both messed up, 😔. Can we acknowledge that? I just feel like everyone (and I mean everyone down to Chang'e??? Who is literally on the moon and never interacts with anyone much??) is hating either Wukong or Macaque. And while okay the monkeys should feel the consequences of their actions… When the whole cast is against one monkey and hates him so viciously, it just makes me sympathize with the monkey getting all the hate.

Am I the only one who just wants to put those monkeys in blankets and pet them on the head and say it's gonna be okay?? Maybe it's just too much angst for me or my fluffy heart is coming out, idk.

I think I'm just gonna avoid those ‘I'm calling out’ fics now ‘cause I can’t handle that much angst, 😭.

Like please I love both monkeys equally.

Anyway, it was just a rant of mine, you can disagree, no hate.

[jun2u]

                 𝟕 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 - 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢 𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐧.

pairing:  nonidol! choi yeonjun x f. reader.

genre: smut

summary: a party game quickly heats up when sworn frenemy choi yeonjun comes over to join in on the fun and spice things up.

wc: 2,612

warning: frenemies, dom!yeonjun, sub!reader, making out, oral (f. receiving), profanity, use of “princess”, a bit of a begging kink somewhat in there ?? MINORS DNI !!

authors note: my first fic on here eeek i’m nervous !! pls enjoy but this is a trial run , pls don’t take it too seriously ... but definitely give a like / reblog if u enjoy !! i’ll be posting more so don’t be shy to follow / send requests !!

“are you guys all ready for seven minutes in heaven ? everyone , find a spot on the floor and get in a circle ! it’s gonna be so fun ! ”

you grin at your best friend’s words , though you feel a tingling rush of nervousness fill your stomach with butterflies. it’s your 21st birthday , and although you’ve always been one to prefer simple , small get togethers , your best friend has different plans. you need to let loose for once , she’d told you weeks prior , when the idea was first proposed. just say yes and i’ll handle the rest. i’ll plan a party you’ll never forget.

just as you’re about to start , the sound of the doorbell has everyone’s head turn curiously towards the door. subconsciously , you do a quick head count - everyone who was invited was here …. right ?

“ mm , i’ll get it. it might be a neighbor complaining about the noise , so i should probably be the one to answer. ” hesitantly dragging yourself to the entrance , you open the door already preparing to apologize. the last thing you expected was to open the door to a familiar face adorning a smug grin.

choi yeonjun. definitely not a friend , and definitely not invited.  you’d known him since middle school , a cocky jock who’s flirtatious nature and relentless teasing hadn’t stopped after graduation. unfortunately for you , mutual friends between the two of you had kept you both in each other’s lives , constantly butting heads. while you spent all your nights in studying for exams , you heard the infamous tales of the male , throwing wild parties and allowing yet another naive girl to fall for his tricks.

“ happy birthday , beautiful. ” he winks at you , and his words break you from your thoughts. subconsciously , your eyes rake down his body , scanning his outfit. wearing a short sleeved t-shirt and jeans , his athletic prowess evident in his figure alone. and of course , that same , stupid grin he always had painted on his face. you’re not proud to admit how long it takes to pull your eyes from him , clearing your throat as you begrudgingly allow space for him to slip through the door.

“ who invited you , anyways ? you weren’t on my invite list , and i think i’d know since it’s my party. ”

“ in case you forgot , we’ve got mutual friends , so i heard from them. but let’s not pretend you’re complaining. you look more than happy to see me , y / n. ” as he slides past you to get in , his chest slides just ever so slightly over yours , and you swear you catch him tug his bottom lip with his teeth. but before you can say much more , the inevitable chaos that comes anytime yeonjun is around begins.

“ yeonjun ! so glad you’re here ! okay quick everyone , sit , sit ! ” while everything in you wants to complain , you decide not to , not wanting to let one man ruin your entire party. so you comply , sitting on the ground with the group. as you do you smell cologne waft down right next to you , and when you look up you see the dreaded male smirking back at you , deciding to take a seat noticeably close to you. his hands , seemingly innocently rested at his side , brush the sides of your thighs , bare right under the place your dress cuts off. goosebumps instantly make their way to your skin , causing you to mentally roll your eyes at yourself.

hell no. the last person that should make you feel any type of way is yeonjun.

“ all right , everyone ready ? who wants to spin fir- ”

“ i’ll do it. ” before there’s time to protest , yeonjun grabs the bottle of soju from across the circle. “ whoever the bottle lands on , is the second person , right ? ” though the question sounds innocent , you spot a devilish light in his eyes , his fingers absentmindedly stroking the top of the bottle. across from you , other girls look with anticipation , no doubt hoping the bottle will land on them. it’s no secret yeonjun had the eyes of numerous girls - hell , he’d been the crush of almost all your friends at one point or another. and yet , you can’t help but hope that it lands anywhere but on -

“ y / n , oooh ! ” commotion is heard around the room as the bottle spins to a stop , the tip pointing so obviously to you it’s nearly comedic. so caught up in your thoughts , you hadn’t even realized you’d be chosen. when you look up , yeonjun teasingly blows you a kiss , though the darker desire in his eyes reveals deeper intentions than he reveals. everything in you tells you to make up an excuse, some reason you have to go or can’t go with him. and yet … looking across at him , stretching as he rises to his feet , shirt slightly rising to give a peek to his toned body … you find your body making it’s way to the vacant guest room before you can think to do otherwise.

when the door closes , however , you try to put up a front , crossing your arms and attempting to look as stern as possible. “ look , don’t think that -  “

“ oh please , can we just cut the bullshit for once , y / n ? ” you’re so used to him talking in riddles that the abrupt bluntness of him catches you off guard , visibly showing shock at his words.

“ i - i don’t think i understand. ”

“ i think you understand perfectly. you think i didn’t have anything to do with that bottle landing on you ? that i wouldn’t do anything in my power to get just a second with you alone , all to myself ? ” as he talks , he steps forward , causing you to step back as well. but before you realize , you trip over the edge of the bed , causing you to take a seat on the edge of the mattress. as you do , his figure comes even closer , looming over you as you take in the sight of his entire body.

you must be mistaken. as annoying as he could be , there was no denying how attractive yeonjun was , and it didn’t make sense for him to be taking an interest in you all of a sudden. after all , you didn’t do much to make yourself very known , whereas it seemed he did just about anything for attention. so … why now ?

“ and don’t act like you don’t know what i’m talking about. your hair … that smile … that dress. ” it looks like he has to physically restrain himself from going further , his eyes taking their time down your body. he crouches down to your level , taking your chin gently in his , though his fidgeting hand seems to be wanting to do much more.

“ yeonjun - i , ” you’re not used to being this flustered , but with him so close , the intoxicating scent of his cologne , his eyes drilled into yours , you find it hard to speak. “ it just - doesn’t make sense. why now ? why , when we can barely stand being in the same room as each other ? ”

“ the only reason i can’t be in a room with you is because i know what i’ll want to do to you if i stay in it. ” and god , when he says that , it’s like you’re actually drawn closer to him by some invisible force. “ i know you feel it too , y/n. you drive me crazy and i fucking love it. i just haven’t gotten you alone to show you just how crazy i can make you. ”

your breath hitches in your throat as he leans in , but before he can get ahead of himself , he stops. “ i know what i want , but i won’t do a thing until you tell me how you feel. we’ve got six minutes , ” he explains , eyes quickly flickering to the clock before returning to your lips. “ and it’s up to you how we’ll spend that time. ”

your brain is racing with thoughts , many of them being images of what could happen should you let lust get in the way of your decision making. you probably shouldn’t though … right ? if the others heard , or worse , having to face the consequences of your actions tomorrow … it all could go so bad.

and yet , all the bad can’t amount to how good you want to feel.

without thinking , your fingernails reach out to grab his neck , pulling him into a kiss filled with passion and anticipation. you hear him hum against your lips , evidently pleased with the choice you’ve decided to make. as if you had been made to go together , your bodies intertwine , years of repressed emotions being released through your bodies. a gentle push from yeonjun sends your back crashing down on the mattress, as the male takes the chance to trap you under his biceps, hooded eyes staring back at you with desire.

“ fuck , y/n. you don’t understand how much i’ve been wanting this. ” even amidst your lust-filled daze, the words fill you with a wave of happiness , not being able to fight back a small smile at the words. “ i just - didn’t know if you did too, but … ”

yeonjun raises himself off of you , causing a groan of frustration to leave you. but he soon returns , sending kisses all the way down you , starting from your lips , to your collarbone , all the way down to the silhouette of your dress.

“ but when i opened the door and saw you - looking like this tonight ? ” on cue, his cool fingertips trace over your inner thigh , causing you to lean into his touch. his stare is so intense you swear his eyes are burning straight through your clothes.  “ well , i knew there was no holding myself back. ”

urgently , his fingers move lower to your inner thigh , their sensiitivity causing a gasp of pleasure to escape you without much restraint. your vocal pleasure clearly satisfies him , as he lets out a low chuckle , but silences you with a quick peck on the lips. “ hey - you don’t want them to hear you , do you ? i need you to keep quiet , princess. ”

princess. you’d never been one for pet names but ironically , coming from his lips , you don’t seem to mind. in fact , you obey him diligently , biting back the feeling of his name threatening to spill out from your lips. as much as he annoyed you , as much as you tried to deny it …. everytime you saw him , warmth spread throughout your entire body. his stupid grin he always had made you think dangerous thoughts you’d never dare admit. and yet , the more he touches you , the more those thoughts threaten to spill out.

“ can i go further ? we don’t have much time , so i need you to let me know. ” you don’t think it’s possible to speak without coming out in a messy collection of rambles , so you merely nod with urgency as you let your fingers trail into his hair. however , you’re sadly mistaken when he stops touching you completely , staring back at you with serious eyes.

“ oh y / n , that wasn’t a request. that was a demand. you need to let me know what you want. ”

“ i - want you to go further ? ” you reply hesitantly , slightly confused by the question. it makes your cheeks warm to admit it so candidly , but right now , your body’s desires were far outweighing the rational side of yourself. but clearly , your answer isn’t enough for him , as he shakes his head with dissatisfaction.

“ no , no , that’s not good enough. princess , i need to know you mean it. i need you to beg for me. ”

you could nearly choke right then and there , as his statement causes your entire body to freeze up. beg ? you can tell he’s already getting off on the idea , his smug grin returning as he cocks an eyebrow , clearly waiting for a response. well … fuck. no matter how embarrasing this might be later , you still let the words flow out , coming out a little more freely than you would have liked.

“ please. i need you to make me feel good , yeonjun , i - i need you so bad. ”

and then , the melodic sound of a low moan comes out his lips , licking his lips as the pleading from you seems to do far more than mere physical touch ever could. but , being a man of his word , he doesn’t hesitate to lean into you , crawling lower and lower until his hooded eyes peer back at you from between your thighs.

“ such a good girl. and only because you asked nicely , i think these have to go. ” with impressive dexterity , his slender fingertips slide over the band of your underwear , impatiently sliding them under your thighs. you’re quick to assist , legs raising , but not before his stronger hand presses both legs firmly to the mattress.

“ i don’t want you to move an inch - i’ve got you right where i want you. ” and before you can protest , the foreign sensation of plump lips connect to your center, tongue trailing down to taste you in your entirety.  he takes you in so expertly it’s like he’s done it countless times before , from below , the wet , filthy sounds of yeonjun consuming you fill your ears , complimented by his groans of satisfaction from under you.

“ you taste so good , y / n. i could do this forever. ” and with the way time slows down , it feels like he is , your mind focused on nothing but the sensation of yeonjun , and yeonjun alone. his tongue , weaving it’s way in and out of you , messily tasting you in your entirety.  just as you get used to the sensation of his tongue , two fingers sliding into your damp entrance with ease make you gasp with unexpected pleasure.

“ you make it so easy for me , ” he growls , increasing speed as he sucks hungrily on your folds. all you can do is whimper in response , leaning deeper , more submissive to his touch than you could have ever imagined. in this moment , he’s in control of all of you , all your sensations in the palm of his hand. watching him , eyes glazed over with the same need as you , you feel energy building up in your core.

“ i - ah ! yeonjun , i think i’m going to - ”

“ do it for me , princess. show me how much you love it. ” he isn’t caught off guard in the slightest - in fact , his pace remains as steady as ever as he talks , looking back up at you between desperate licks to gauge your reaction. he seems to love to be the one in control , doing anything he can to trigger a dramatic reaction from you , to get you to plead for more of him.

his words send you over the edge , and as you let go of any restraint , your body releases with ease , your fingertips gripping the sheets below you. as you ride out your high , he bites his lip , slowly rising until he’s looking down at you , obviously proud of the reaction he’s managed to get out of you. looking into his eyes , all you can do is fall deeper and deeper , helpless within his touch , as you whimper the one word you can muster -

“ yeonjun ! ’

as if to praise you for a job well done , he replies with a heated kiss on the lips , tongue sliding into yours ever so gently. as his body presses against yours , you can feel his desire , hardened against you as his body begs for even more. but just as you open your mouth to beg for him , all of him - you see him lift his phone , just as an alarm goes off , soft words sliding out his mouth like silk.

“ times up , princess. ”

[becca-e-barnes]

Hear me out — Bucky would love every inch of your body. As he’s taking down your panties, he grabs each leg and worships them as if he was born to do it. And even though you’re surprised, he gives the most sensual, tender foot kisses on the arch of your soles that send spasms through your body. It’s almost enough to send you over the edge just by the way his lips move over your erogenous zone. Could you please extend on this tenderness in one of your upcoming works, or even a Drabble? Love your work🥺🥺

I cannot lie besties, I think this is my favourite fic I’ve ever written. This is one of the only times I’ve proof read a fic of my own and it’s made me all 🥵 I am so here for intimate, married!bucky. Anon, if you don’t write fics, please start because this request had me low-key shook. Definitely not a foot fetish piece, dw

(Also I start my new job next Monday!! I have most of this week off so I’m hoping to write a lot of my requests and post them this week so apologies if it feels like a spam)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 3.4K

Summary: Your first date night with Bucky after you have your second baby

Warnings: Smut, daddy kink, slight breeding kink, unprotected sex (pls wrap it), married!bucky, oral sex (f receiving), multiple orgasms, alcohol mention, marriage kink? possessive Bucky, alcohol mention, lil implied voyeurism, feet do come up but not in a fetishy way? Fluff, mentions of past trauma (nothing specific)

Minors, do not interact

It was your first real date in months, a whole evening planned out by Bucky. He had told you not to worry about a thing, he would sort your outfit, book the table and call your parents, all you knew was that you had to be ready by 6pm. You dropped your kids to your parents house at 3pm together, giving them a few extra kisses goodbye since you wouldn’t see them until the following day. Ollie was so excited to spend the night with his grandparents, he almost couldn’t have cared you and Bucky were leaving him and Lily, your youngest, wouldn’t be any the wiser since she was only seven months.

Coming back home was almost torture for Bucky, knowing the house was empty, there would be no interruptions if you both decided to blow off some steam before dinner but given how fancy the restaurant he had booked for dinner was, you both had so much to do to get ready. So instead he tried to contain himself, building up the suspense as much as possible. You showered in separate bathrooms, Bucky taking time to neaten up his beard in the steamed up mirror, chest glistening with water, towel wrapped around his hips, meanwhile you got dried and dressed, loving the black floaty dress he’d chosen. The huge slits up either side were more daring than you were used to, your legs peeking out as the material fluttered around them when you walked but you knew you looked good and Bucky would love it. He had picked out a pair of strappy heels too, making your legs look longer and slimmer and some gold jewellery, knowing how much you liked your accessories to tie in with your wedding bands. Your hair and makeup didn’t take too long and around 5:30, Bucky joined you already dressed in his suit.

“Hot. Fucking. Damn. Mrs Barnes, you are breathtaking.” He was looking at you like he’d never seen anyone so stunning in his entire life, eyes hungrily drinking in the sight of your legs through the splits in the dress and how the shape of the bodice made your waist look even neater.

“If you keep looking at me like that, we aren’t gonna make it to dinner.” You teased seductively and you could swear you heard an actual growl leave his throat. Fuck, he was half hard already, cock stirring as his head swam with all things you, his need only heightened by the smell of your perfume.

“We don’t have to go. Could stay here and let me eat you instead.” He offered, making you laugh since you knew he was completely serious. He crossed the short space between you, slotting in neatly behind you, your back pressed to his broad chest as he took in the sight of you both in the full length mirror.

“Who would’ve thought the mother of my children would be so damn sexy? Two kids later and you look even more beautiful than the day I married you.” He purred, his dick twitching in his trousers against the swell of your ass, lips buried in your hair behind your ear as he spoke. His hands were wandering slowly from your waist, trailing his fingertips down to where the fabric split to expose your thighs. As much as you were enjoying yourself, you just couldn’t spoil the surprise you had lined up for later so you pulled away, stepping to the wardrobe to pull out a little gold clutch.

Bucky lived for the tease. You knew that, hell, it was even evident from the dress he had picked out for you. He loved to be riled up and kept that way and he knew he had all the time in the world tonight.

Dinner was absolutely unbelievable, the restaurant had been so fancy, dimly lit by candles, Bucky spending all night admiring how the flames danced on the skin of your collarbones. You looked nothing short of stunning and he couldn’t keep his hands off you, his fingers wandering under the table to grasp your ankle when you had your legs crossed, trailing gently up your calves, never getting any higher than your knee. He wasn’t making it easy to focus on making conversation, that’s for sure. It was lovely to go out and not have to worry about the kids, reaffirming the fact that you very much still had a life of your own outside of being a mother, something that you hadn’t really felt recently. Compliments poured out of Bucky in the same way he poured the champagne from the iced bucket beside you both, telling anyone who asked that you were celebrating having some “alone time” as new parents.

“You know, I still fall harder in love with you every single morning.” He smiled during dessert, one hand holding his spoon, the other stroking your leg under the table. “I can’t take my mind off you. No matter what I’m doing. You and the kids are my world. You gave me the two biggest blessings I never thought I would have. You just blow my mind, you know that? Still can’t believe you married me.” Your heart ached in your chest hearing him open up like that. He was the best dad to your kids and you loved him endlessly so it hurt a little hearing how he still couldn’t believe this life was his.

It was that romantic vulnerability that fuelled you both as you headed out to get a cab back home, Bucky trying to keep you close, never letting his hand leave your waist. You were his and he wanted to do everything he could to show that off.

It didn’t take long before you were stumbling in through the door to your empty house, Bucky’s lips on your exposed neck in the cold evening air making you shiver as you unlocked the door. Before you even really had time to think, Bucky had you pressed against the door, his lips firm and insistent on your own.

“Thought about this all night angel. Since I saw you in that dress, I’ve been thinkin’ bout taking it off you. You know how hot it is? Knowin’ we’re married, that you’re actually all mine?” His words came out in a breathy gasp, pure lust taking over.

“Bucky, fuck, bedroom.” You whined, your back arching away from the door, needing to be closer to him, pressing your chest flush with his. A growl escaped his throat as his hands wrapped around your exposed thighs, picking you up and carrying you to drop you unceremoniously onto the bed before layering his body on top of yours again in a passionate kiss. It was all teeth and tongues and needy gasps, pouring all his love and adoration of you into a single gesture. His suit jacket and tie were discarded quickly, your hungry hands gripping his back through his shirt, needing to feel him against you.

“God, you’re keen tonight aren’t you angel? All worked up for me?” He cooed softly, pulling back to unbutton his shirt and take in how beautifully disheveled you were beginning to look underneath him.

“Yes daddy, need you, fuck.” You whimpered, tearing a groan from Bucky’s throat. His fingers stopped working on his buttons for a second to press his growing bulge in his trousers to your core that was still covered by the front slip of fabric of your dress. You knew the effect that title had on him when it fell from your lips like that and you loved it.

“Fuck, gonna treat you so well tonight angel. Gonna take this pretty little body apart. You won’t even believe how good daddy is gonna make you feel.” He went back to undoing his shirt, pushing it off his shoulders and letting it drop to the floor before grasping your right foot in his hand.

“Bet these heels weren’t comfortable toots, lemme take them off for you.” He cooed softly, finding the buckle and undoing it, unwinding all the straps that clung up your legs. With the shoe finally discarded you let out a little hum of relief, Bucky’s cool metal hand squeezing your aching foot nicely. Your eyes closed, lying back on the bed, letting him work his magic until you felt his mouth press to your sensitive arch, lips soft and smooth as his hand continued squeezing. You hadn’t expected it to transport you straight to heaven but it did, little groans falling from you. Noticing you were loving the attention, Bucky’s touch became heavier, his kisses more open mouthed, teeth grazing the most sensitive areas, making you shiver.

“Feels so good Bucky.” You whined, eyes squeezing shut as his teeth grazed your sensitive arch once more, his stubble rubbing against your heel nicely.

“Oh honey, is daddy making you feel so good you’re forgetting how to be a good girl? Daddy’s mouth knocking all thoughts from that pretty little head? Don’t worry angel, no punishments tonight. Daddy just wants to make you feel good.” As he spoke he had undone the strap on your left shoe, giving it the same attention. You hadn’t even noticed you had slipped up and used the wrong title but you couldn’t have cared with his flesh hand now working your right foot in time with his metal hand and his mouth on your left. You were practically blissed out already, aware your pussy was dripping from so much intimacy. This wasn’t something you and Bucky had tried before but you knew it would absolutely come up again on those nights he was intent on worshipping your body.

After feeling like he had given your feet enough attention, his mouth drifted to your ankle, kissing along it, trailing his wet lips higher up your left leg before lifting the slip of the dress out of the way. He could’ve cum in his pants at the sight that greeted him, your pretty pussy, absolutely soaking wet, not covered by panties as he had been expecting.

“Fuck, nothing underneath this dress at all? You really went to dinner in nothing but a dress, heels and a wedding ring? If I had known that I might’ve fucked you then and there on the table.” You squealed out as his metal finger dragged along your dripping core, spreading your slick over his fingertip, looking up at you in wonder. You were absolutely coming apart under his touch, your body aching for him to give you more.

“Should’ve fucked me there daddy. Let everyone know I’m all yours.” You whined, your voice coming out higher and needier than you expected.

“You would’ve liked that, wouldn’t you princess, daddy filling you up for all those people to see.” His voice was rough and low, his own need shining through. Without giving you time to think, he slipped a finger inside you, stroking your clenching, silky walls without hesitation, not even giving you time to adjust, lips meeting your clit and sucking hard. You moaned, high and needy, fingers tangling in his dark hair to pull him closer to your dripping sex.

“Feels so good daddy, so so good.” It felt even better knowing your house was empty. You could be as loud as you wanted and you wouldn’t risk waking the kids.

“You like being stuffed by daddy, don’t you toots?” Your husband quizzed, pressing a second finger into your unbearably tight heat, making you mewl weakly. He was working you embarrassingly quickly towards an earth shattering orgasm, one that you knew you wouldn’t even be able to hold back if you tried.

“Is my baby losing herself on daddy’s big fingers? Oh honey, you haven’t even got my cock yet and you’re almost senseless already. You gone all cockdrunk on daddy? Can’t get enough can you? Feels like you’re ready to cum already. Don’t know if I can let you honey, that ‘no panties’ trick was naughty of you. Just can’t resist takin’ your panties off when I’m around.” His fingers had stilled inside you, making you almost cry from need.

“No daddy please, please, I’ll be so good. Jus’ needed you daddy, needed you to be able to slip into me if you wanted to. Needed you to be able to fuck me any time you felt like it.” His eyes went wide at your little admission, fingers begin to to move again, wet sounds filling the room.

“This little body really is all mine isn’t it. You know you’re mine. Such a good girl.” He breathed out in awe before his tongue moved to flick against your clit again, tearing sobs from you as he pulled you over the edge of pleasure. You couldn’t help how you thrashed on the bed, one hand tangled in his hair, the other tangled in the sheets beneath you, rocking your hips against his face to ride out your explosive high. Your thighs shook as Bucky pulled his fingers out of you, licking them clean, watching how your chest heaved after your orgasm. The sight of him could almost make you cum again. His beard was shining with your slick, his chest was bare, his abs looking nothing short of delicious and his dress trousers looked painfully tight around the crotch, his bulge from his neglected cock was so evident. He looked godly and he was all yours.

“I love you so much.” You whispered, noticing how his face softened at the little wholesome admission.

“Oh baby, I love you too.” His lips slotted over yours, slower, reverently, tongue pressing against yours like it was your first kiss all over again. There was no need to go too fast after all, you weren’t in any rush tonight. His hands clasped with yours, pinning them to the bed over your head, little sighs escaping both of you as the kiss became more intense. His clothed cock began to rut against your bare core, knowing your slick would make a mess of his trousers but neither of you could find it in yourselves to care.

“You saved me, you know that? You really are an angel.” His words reminded you both this wasn’t just about sex, this wasn’t just passion and lust and need, pent up after months of only having quiet quickies in the early morning hours before your children woke. No, this was love making. It was slow, it was worship and praise, thanking the other for their commitment and dedication to your little family. A reminder of the vows you had taken, the promises you had made to each other feeling renewed by the way your bodies reacted to one another. You weren’t just lovers, you were partners. Soulmates.

“You saved me too Buck.” You whispered back, not wanting to dwell on the past too much, choosing instead to think ahead to the future and all the happiness that awaited you as a family.

“Need’a be ‘nside you angel, can’t wait much longer.” His voice was strained, almost sounding overcome by his own steadily growing need. You both separated long enough for you to pull your dress off over your head and for Bucky to take his shoes, socks, trousers and underwear off, leaving you both completely bare. It didn’t get any more raw and vulnerable than this. His cock looked thick and heavy, weeping with need as he gave himself a few slow strokes, taking in the sight of you baring yourself to him. It was at times like this that he made the mental note to kiss every single mark on your skin after you had both finished, needing to worship every freckle, every scar, every stretch mark that made your body his safe place.

“So beautiful like this, Mrs Barnes.” He whispered, his voice hanging in the air as he leaned forward, pressing himself to your entrance, beginning to slip in. It was still a tight fit, your walls fighting to accommodate him as quickly as possible. As always, he gave you some time to adjust after he got fully seated inside you, your breaths mingling together as you both got accustomed to the fact you were absolutely full of him.

Neither of you could have waited much longer before he began to move, pulling out slowly before pressing back in, gasps escaping both of you.

“You feel incredible, Jesus, you’re so big.” You whimpered, the thick head of his cock nudging that sweet spot inside you in a way that only came from years of practice.

“Such a tight fuckin’ squeeze for me angel, you don’t make it easy to last. Pussy is grippin’ me so tight. You’re so wet too, fuck.” He hissed, mouth watering at the wet sounds escaping where your bodies were joined. His pace was increasing gradually, careful not to give you too much at once and risk hurting you. You felt like he was fucking you senseless, all thoughts leaving your head except that growing pressure in your lower tummy, telling you Bucky was hitting your sweet spot just right.

“Oh no, daddy I’m close.” You whined, gripping his ass to pull him in deeper as you felt your walls contract. Bucky fucked you through your high, loving how you didn’t hold back any of your moans for him.

“Tha’s it angel, cum for daddy. Such a good girl, love seein’ you like this. Daddy’s cock is all you need, hm? Gonna leave you feelin’ fucked out baby girl. Know you’ve got another orgasm in there for me. You can gimme one more.” You cried out as he sped up, thrusting into you harder and faster, not giving you a chance to come down from your high before he was working you towards another. His abs rippled as he chased his own release, fucking you at a good steady pace. His brow was furrowed, mouth hanging open, curses and mumbles of your name dragged from his plump, wet lips and God he looked beautiful.

“Buck please, ah, cum in me! Cum in your wife.” You knew those words would drag him painfully close to finishing but ever the gentleman, he couldn’t cum until you did. Without much more thought, he reached down and grasped one of your legs, bending it up between your bodies, pulling back a little. His new angle meant he was pounding your sweet spot in a way that had you seeing stars but it also meant he could caress your ankle how he had done before. His lips latched onto your arch, the beard tickling ever so slightly once again and you were right on the edge. Bucky maintained eye contact with you as his teeth grazed over the most sensitive part of your body, absolutely worshipping you. He could see how good it felt from the look of your face, two more well timed thrusts, coupled with an open mouthed kiss had you cumming, practically screaming your way through your high as Bucky tore it from your body mercilessly.

“Oh fuck, tha’s it, fuck yes. Look at you makin’ a mess for me. Love you so much honey, fuck.” Bucky had lost it, pounding into you recklessly, feeling like you were clenching around him harder than ever before. He came inside you with a grunt, still watching your face, cock pressed as deep inside you as possible, letting rope after rope of hot cum paint your silky walls. He pulled out of you after he was sure he was done, flopping onto the bed beside you. You were both spent and sweaty, chests heaving and totally satisfied, fucked out and in love.

“That…. Wow, that was just… Wow.” You laughed giddily, not feeling like you could find a way down from the cloud you were currently floating on, cuddling in close to his firm chest.

“You can say that again.” He chuckled, kissing you tenderly, metal fingers trailing up and down your spine slowly.

“Let’s hope that’s not how we end up with baby number three.” You smiled, kissing his stubble, letting him catch his breath.

“Who knows honey, guess we’ll find out soon enough.” He laughed heartily, pulling you into another loving kiss.

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༉‧₊˚✧ yeonjun

flirts with you constantly.

i can see him using super cheesy pickup lines on you almost daily

"are you a parking ticket? because you've got fine written all over you"

"do you believe in love at first sight or should i walk by again?"

"yeonjun we are literally dating"

biggest hype man !! no matter what you're doing, he will cheer you on and always be your number one supporter

loves pda.

yeonjun gives me kind of possessive vibes, not in a toxic way at all tho

he definitely gets jealous easily and hugging you / kissing you in public is his way of showing everybody around that you're taken

he would love singing with you ! this man breaks into song all the time so he would love a partner to sing with

would love it if you were close to the other members, they're his family and he would love his s/o to be a part of that too !

༉‧₊˚✧ soobin

i said this in another post, but i think soobin would be really shy with pda

he would hold your hand or link arms with you as you walk

when you two are alone, this man is a cuddle fiend

will not let you go anywhere once you're in his arms

being with him would feel like having a relationship with your best friend. so warm and loving and calm :(

loves hugging you ! really just any excuse to be close to you he will take

when he's hugging you he would put his head on yours bc he's so much taller :((

would love to tease you about being so much smaller than him

"soobin it's not my fault you're a giant"

he loves it tho

would call you simple nicknames like 'baby' or 'love'

he's so whipped for you

if you ask him for anything, he's there in a second

"soobin can you pass me my-"

he's already there with what you needed and extra things he thought you might like

protect him <33

༉‧₊˚✧ beomgyu

makes fun of you / teases you all the time, but it's always out of love and never serious

teases you, but is so quick to defend you if anybody else does it

he remembers all the little things you tell him

your coffee order? he knows it by heart

the type to always talk about his s/o to anyone that will listen, he could talk about you and how cute you are for hours

would play guitar and sing softly for you until you fall asleep

he would start writing songs about you so sing them to you at bedtime :((

pls play with his hair !! he loves it

would call you cute nicknames sometimes, but mostly would call you weird ones he comes up with

"i love u cotton swab"

༉‧₊˚✧ taehyun

taehyun is very perceptive, he would notice all the small details about you

knows everything you like or dislike, knows your orders for every restaurant / cafe you like, all of those little things

the type to call you rather than text because he just loves hearing your voice when he can't be with you

leaves you voice messages about whatever he's doing to keep you updated

he would plan super thought out dates for the two of you to go on

honestly the type of boyfriend that knows more about you than you do about yourself

not much for pda, he would prefer to show his affection in private than with other people watching !

as pda goes, i think he would be okay with hand holding and maybe a quick kiss depending on where you guys were

really good at communicating his feelings so you hardly ever argue

loves to have deep talks about the things both of you are passionate about

shows his love by being there for you and remembering everything you tell him <33

༉‧₊˚✧ huening kai

the type of boyfriend that you can never keep a straight face with

he could look at you and you both wouldn't be able to stop laughing

he would send you random texts at 3am about whatever was on his mind

"y/n, do you think a stranger could sneak into someone's house and live there unnoticed if the house was big enough?"

"kai, go to sleep."

matching outfits !! he would love this

would take you on shopping dates so he can pick out your outfits to match :((

spends all his free time with you

the type to leave his hoodie at your house on purpose and hope you get the hint to wear it

but if he ever sees you in it, he'll freak out over how adorable you are :(

would send you songs / videos that remind him of you

i'm convinced kai would make a playlist of all the songs that remind him of you / you recommended to him