#im going to go so fucking insane

[kisses4kaia]

brothers best friend billy bc i am self-indulgent ☺️ very poorly proofread😴 edit; here’s another installment of this au <3

william h. bonney is a gentleman.

he is a gentleman, but fuck, if you whisper another word into his ear, warm breath fanning over the cusp, he’s not above bending you over the poker table and fucking you in front of everyone, including your brother.

and billy knows, he knows you’re trying to rile him up, knows you’re just trying to get a ride rise out of him, but did you really have to hit him where it hurts? you’d learnt not too long ago that billy is quite sensitive on his ears—when you nibbed him on his earlobe while he was balls deep inside your tight cunt and he came on the spot—and if you didn’t take advantage of that from time to time, you reasoned, it would be an injustice, truly.

“oh billy, don’t you know fucking your best friends little sister is wrong? how long has this been going on—2 months, huh? hmm, you ever gonna tell jesse? oh, no. he would kill you if he found out, wouldn’t he? and you’re still taking that risk for me; how romantic of you, billy,” your voice is a tantalizing taunt, and it’s winding him up, so much so that he has to take a swig of his whiskey to cover up the flush spreading on his cheeks.

your whispers are received from billy with a shudder, whom you’re standing behind while he sits at the poker table. nobody really even notices you talking to him, not even jesse. he’s focused on winning, as is billy, but you just make it so much damn harder for your lover.

the game is on its last play and it’s gotten quite intense. “reveal your hands,” the dealer commands and jesse lays down his cards before billy shows him up completely, 4 aces over jesse’s straight.

the sportsmanship is friendly even after billy gathers the whole pot for himself and jesse goes to catch a drink at the bar, giving billy the perfect opportunity to figure out what the fuck your little show was about.

his large hand is wrapped around your—by comparison, small—wrist, and he’s dragging you outside the saloon, all the way to his house just down the block.

when the door slams shut, billy’s lips are on yours faster than you can blink.

he has this way about his kisses—they’re always needy, but not all-dominating. he doesn’t want to own you, you can see it is his eyes, the eyes that are so much softer than lil the other men you’ve come across, who look at you like a piece of meat. he kisses you with a certain passion, a fire that you haven’t been able to find with anybody else, and it ignites something bubbly inside you. he’s feverish, and you reciprocate his urgency, fingers hooking into his two front belt loops, pulling him closer to where you need him the most.

“fuck, pretty. really tryna rile me up, huh? fuck was that, back at the game?” his lust-blown pupils do nothing to hide the fact that you won. you got just what you wanted, so with a giggle you respond, voice teasing. “i just wanted to see how gentlemanly you could stay before you would eventually break—i knew you would break,”

billy scoffs and rolls his eyes, before placing his lips on yours, more gently this time, and picking you up, wrapping your legs around his waist, carrying you to his bedroom that you’ve grown oh, so, familiar with.

he surprises you when rather than laying you down on your back unto the bed, he sits down himself, begins unbuttoning your linen button-down and unbuttoning the boot-cut denim jeans that hugged your ass so fucking well, before pulling all of it off of your limbs and helping you pull his own trousers down.

with gentle maneuvering, billy eases you onto his hard, awaiting cock. a soft gasp leaves you, and a deep groan from billy reverberates throughout the room. “this is what you wanted? to sit on my dick, make your pretty, little pussy cum? yeah? go on, use me. ride my cock, hm? you own it, it’s yours,” his breathy words only speed up your pulsing around his dick, and pull a aroused moan from your throat.

he sounded so honest, so real. it was times like these, with him underneath you, coming more and more undone by the second, that felt the most raw. it was times like these, when his hands where welded onto your hips, surely leaving bruises, that you realized, you didn’t want this with anybody else, ever. you never wanted to leave his loving embrace, and it’s with that epiphany you speak.

“fuck, billy, i love you. i love you so fucking much, oh my god, fuck!”

his hips falter slightly at the sentence, but almost like a serendipitous parallel, billy cums with a loud moan right along with you, orgasms perfectly in time with one another.

and as he comes down from his high, riding you through your own, his response to your confession is uttered—in hushed tones, in fear that if he dare raises his voice, dare speak freely, dare open his arms, you may disappear, like sand through his calloused fingers.

“i love you, too, angel. i think… i think want forever with you.”

[chiisanajimi]

post-credits sonic prime

(part 2)

[redpapercraness]

to lose you

[kiras-law]

light "if someone tries to read my diary i will set my drawer on fire" yagami

[sparrowchute]

chat how are we feeling

[elliesanqel]

hair tie

sypnosis; you’re inlove with ellies hands. the pleasure they were able to bring with a simple touch was so sublime. and whilst ellie was roughly using her strap on you, you urge her to use her hands instead of a hair tie. warnings; smut, strap use—f!receiving, vaginal sex, hair pulling, praising, dom!ellie, sub!fem reader, not proofread, mdni. a/n; …hello! its been a while since ive written anything, and posted here…but i cant hold back anymore and i have to write for ellie. so if this is bad and rusty, i’m sorry in advance. and as this is my first fic for ellie, (after being obsessed for years straight), i’ll gladly take requests! they’re always open. ۫ ꣑ৎ .

your hands, sprawled out on the bed, gripping tightly every now and again for support. knees digging into the sheets as you felt ellies hands cup either side of your ass, her plump lips leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to the small of your back. she slowly spread your legs further for her, her eyes locking on your glistening pussy, a smirk plastered on her face. “haven’t even started yet and you’re already so wet.” she mumbles quietly, her voice seductive as her words only make your core ache more and more for her.

she holds your hips in her calloused hands, the tip of her strap meeting your entrance. you could practically feel your eyes rolling back as you shamefully tried to hold back a whine as she hadn’t even entered you yet. “fuck, els. please, just—” your plea was quickly cut off as ellie rolled her hips forward, her strap slipping effortlessly, due to how wet you already were, into your aching pussy, leaving none of it for the eye as your hole swallowed it completely.

your back briskly arched as your lips parted and a strident moan fell from them. “oh fuck…” you whine, your head falling forward as you push your hips back against ellies for more contact. her eyes flicker, her teeth finding her bottom lip as a needy whine escaped her. pulling her hips back until the tip was left in, before slamming back forward, her hands never leaving your hips as her eyes squeeze shut in ecstasy.

at this, a strangled gasp left you, ellies sudden thrust causing your hips to push forward and make the bed squeak. one of your hands involuntarily reached back, gripping ellies hip as your nails dug into her skin, pulling her forward and deeper. this caused ellies eyes to swiftly open, a moan falling from her lips as she picked her pace up, making sure she was hitting the right spot everytime she thrusted forward. or, in her perspective, the spot that made you moan the most.

“oh, baby…shit. taking me so well, aren’t you?” she uttered, her voice cracking with every word as they dripped with arousal, her hips moving forward at a rapid pace. “doing so well for me. fuck—mmm.” she urged, her ogling came out needy, only egging you on. your head smushed into the pillow, your pretty strands of hair sticking to your face due to the sweat that was collecting. your mouth held open as you tried lifting your head, pushing the hair out of your face quickly, making it obvious you were doing so in order to silently urge the idea that you wanted ellie to grab ahold. that was, of course, until you felt one of ellies hands snake up your arm.

her hand slowly gathered your hair as the other held your hip, grabbing it all in one hand and pulling you up. it didnt hurt, only because you lifted yourself as she pulled in order to help. with that, she pulled you further, so that your back was against her bare chest and her hard nipples were poking your back, your ass against her thighs. the new angle compelling a needy whine from your throat.

“shit, mmfuuuck.” ellie groaned, her eyes squeezing shut again. she held your waist with both of her hands, fucking up into you as her rapid pace never faltered.

her mouth was agape beside your ear, so the low groans, sighs and curses that left her mouth went straight to you. one hand slowly slid down to your stomach, pressing slightly as she thrusted up further, even though further felt impossible by now. “feel that? feel me, baby?” she teased, a breathy sigh falling from her lips. “doing so well, ohhh—fuck.” her praises led you on, your hand reaching back and cupping ellies neck from behind you. a familiar knot in your stomach began to form, and you knew that you were teetering on the edge now.

“els, im so—fuck…” you choked out, finding it hard to form a simple sentence as ellie relentlessly fucked her strap up into you, causing needy moans and whines to occupy your mouth instead.

“i know, i know.” she assured, her voice low and breath hot against your ear. with one last final thrust, your whole body jolted, a needy ‘ah’ coming from you as you came, your juices coating ellies strap.

she couldnt help but almost roll her eyes back as she swore she could feel your pussy pulse and clench around her, causing her own to pulse harder at the feeling and a choked moan escaping her. she waited for a bit until she knew you’d come down from your high before she slowly pulled out and you shifted off of her lap, body still shivering and completely spent. ellie flopped beside you, her hand resting on your stomach. “you were perfect.” she compliments, her eyes gleaming as her gaze inked into yours.

you nod. “and i know for sure you’ll be just as perfect.” you spoke, your words low and seductive, causing ellies eyebrows to furrow in confusion, but slowly her puzzled expression changed completely once she felt your fingers edging near her folds, that were indeed still pulsing.

[the-mpreg-guy]

the hill that i will die on is that cas would have never said he loved dean if he had to deal with the consequences of it afterwards, meanwhile dean (who was SUPPOSED to tell cas he loved him in the original crypt scene script) would have eventually worked up to saying it without external pressure

[hiding-under-the-willow]

anyways. What

[bonnieisaway]

dandadan episode 7

OH MY GOD OH M YGOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD

the transition is so FUCKING SMOOTH HGRHGKRGJRK OH MY GOD IM FUCKING OBSESSED and he JUMPS INFRONT OF HER SO QUICKLY OH M YGODHGRJKG KAGJRKGAJGKAR (choking nosie son the floor i am dead)

[proselles]

clinging to the sex warning for arcane like an angst with a happy ending tag on ao3

[lbhslefttiddie]

honestly i don't think sqq (jiu) would have minded the accusations of preferential treatment from yqy if they'd felt true. like as children he guarded the title of being yue qi's Favorite with teeth and claws. why shouldn't he be given preferential treatment? everyone ought to know just who qi-ge likes and trusts over everyone else. and for good fucking reason--who else here is watching out for qi-ge? as peak lords he's literally 2nd in command and chief tactician, if yqy values his word over yours, then its both what makes most sense and also what he deserves.

the thing is that to sqq, being accused of being favoured by yqy over others now just feels like a sick joke, because obviously (to him) that's not the fucking case. if he actually gave him preferential treatment you'd think he'd listen to what he has to fucking say, instead of believing what anyone else tells him about sqq. you'd think, if he was yqy's favorite, he wouldn't have left him to rot.

so i think, in a setting where they reconcile after becoming peak lords, that sqq would very much slap yqy's love for him in everyones faces as a kind of power move. a kind of, "oh, you thought that was favouritism? you havent seen yet what it looks like when qi-ge lets himself favour someone."

[skullzy20]

Hold on everyone I'm gonna be sick thinking about this

The fact the Drifter doesn't even feel like they belong in the Origin System is honestly painful. The fact they feel like everyone likes the Operator more because it's originally their timeline, and they've just grown to already accept that. The fact they feel actually at home in the fucking year of 1999.

The fact they feel like they were essentially being used when being sent back to 1999, but they end up staying and feeling more at home in the year despite being sent there like an errand boy. Feeling at home in a place you've barely been in for too long compared to everywhere else you've been for the rest of your life? That must feel wild, y'know? And exciting, but also terrifying.

They just have never felt like they belonged anywhere, basically, but when being sent off on a mission by the Lotus they end up actually feeling like the place they ended up felt like home. People finally care about them, and even love them. Friendships were formed and maybe even a true and genuine heartfelt relationship. Sure, they're still surrounded by daily threats like the Scaldra and Techrot, but there's people who actively care about their well-being now.

Imagine it, no longer actually being alone for most of your life? Having people who worry about you, for the first time in who knows how many years? Getting genuine human (as 'human' as the protoframes get) interaction instead of being called around to do jobs? To simply just exist in such a place? It must feel like a huge breath of fresh air

It's so human and it's so real. You finally begin to heal from the trauma that's been a part of essentially most- if not all your life before arriving. It's such a stark contrast to how things are in the Origin System. I wouldn't want to leave either.

Yeah I like the 1999 update a normal amount (lying)

[missm0rgue]

Underrated look

[hurtingbuck]

[nonbinarylesbianherb]

[thehecklingmouse]

the implications of this are driving me nuts.