#im not saying im dependent on your reactions and notes but i may be dependent on your reactions and notes 👁👄👁

[mako-neexu]

all guda related stuff in mahoyo collab

summoning as a highly complicated magecraft -> highly intact sense of self, magical energy, magical crest, sheer willpower........you who is light and equally dark....

casual comments/banter to the people they trust

guda getting shocked of all things at a talking bird www

gudako -> young girl that likes to jog every morning

gudao -> brat that likes small time candy store sweets

UGH the further emphasis on Servants being familiars that no one - not anyone should just use (exceptional...)

stressing the role of a 'Master'

'I also make mistakes a lot'

"I still don't see what's so special about summoning."

guda screams during summons? lmao kind of reminds me of mash with lord camelot

the way guda just refers to other people as 'that another human' www (i know 'person' is more accurate but to me it sounds like an alien in disguise calling someone as 'fellow human' ww)

Of COURSE guda knows how to stop their own pulse

disbelief. perhaps gut feeling. guda's perception of death to others. (i guess in the face of unnatural they would doubt it. but considering Id chapter, it would depend on the person and how theyre closest to?)

'more like tobimaru' 'more like soujyuurou' getting angry on behalf of someone without letting it show as well... i Understand.

THE TOPIC OF AGING KILLS ME. WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU ARE HESITANT????? dont yokuwakaranaina ME????

Don't face world-ending disasters alone

IM CRYING OH MY GOD IM NOT WELL "did you sleep well?" "i slept peacefully because the night was quiet and nice" AUGH GUDAAAAA😭

probably nothing of note but additional descriptor to guda is that they look like a college student as compared to previous descriptions of being 'high school student'.......

not being good at horror stories 🥹 reminds me of summer 5...

(unwell) i forget about guda's tactical prowess sometimes (lies) + guda's mention of the looking glass reminds me of berkercas valentines...

Subtle but gudao's reaction to beating down kashin is 'exhausted or relieved' meanwhile for dako she has the 'doubt' in her dialogue

subtle again but theres a hesitance to guda when asked about what the future looked like. but their second option is saying "eh there arent any flying cars anyways"

ahh okay now i know the crypto stuff guda said. its from gudao. is this MHX's influence lmao. gudao youre advertising crypto seriously? ww

guda casually joking about the times they astral project out of their body likes its nothing and mash is not normal either of course and treats it as regular occurrences. well, its regular but for a normal average person in the 21st century, it certainly isnt ww

GUDA ONCE AGAIN PROVING that despite being 'camera' for us players, they actively hide information and i am not over that fact. (knowing who the culprit is before most of the rest-)

guda not hesitating at ALL to rayshift back to 1999 where the end of the world was supposed to happen www

Ah!! To encourage kinomi in confessing, guda confessed their own out in the open!!!

A bakery with the one they love / A wish to reach the South Pole

You may not be able to have all of your dreams, your nights be peaceful, but I hope that you will still be rewarded at the end of your journey 😭

[the-s1lly-corner]

Can you do a Crp x Reader who can't cook for shit but is really really trying? Like the food they serve looks good but tastes super bad

-From your local shit cook

Various crps x reader who cant cook

bro i made a cake for my birthday and its so good im becoming diabolical.. not really a cake person but this one turned out good!! cinnamon swirl cake w/ brown sugar cinnamon frosting my beloeved characters: laughing jack, ticci toby, slenderman, jeff the killer notes: reader is gn, they cant cook either, the only one who can semi cook is toby and slender but we dive into that in a minute cws: none

SLENDERMAN

the only reason he knows how to cook is through observing; be it watching you or watching others in the past... hes no expert but he seems to have more luck in the kitchen than you do

no need to worry about giving him something that tastes bad, he doesnt need to eat human food- assuming his body even accepts it- and i wouldnt be surprised if his perception of taste was a little different compared to human tastes

doesnt make you feel bad about your cooking, will keep an eye from the corner of the room to see what you could be messing up... perhaps you were messing up measurements, or using the wrong ingredients? sugar and salt is an infamous mix up, it wouldnt be surprising if there were other things that got mistaken for something else

assuming eating human food doesnt make him ill, he will humor you and eat whatever you give him.. its his way of showing support!

TICCI TOBY

can "cook" but in the sense that he knows how to microwave something and follow the instructions, or spice up a bowl of noodles or some other pre packaged goods

despite not being much better than you, he still finds it hard to conceal his face when he tastes something that... probably shouldnt taste like that... he may even instinctively say something out of surprise before backtracking- he may not have much of a filter but hes doing his best to protect your feelings

might force himself to eat through the rest of the portion, may even give some push back if you tell him he doesnt need to finish it if he doesnt like it

theres an effort but keeping his face neutral is hard

LAUGHING JACK

cant cook at all, probably the type to light water on fire and stand there in awe wondering just HOW he managed to pull that off... on top of that, he doesnt need to eat.. so he never really picked up on the skill

eats whatever you make him, not very phased by the flavors the dish may give him simply because this man has likely put everything in his mouth at least once at some point... so unless you make a new thing hes never come across before, hes not going to give much of a negative reaction

he might try to make you feel better by telling you that your cooking isnt the worst hes had, he used to steal food from homes he was lurking in as a joke... theres... definitely worse cooks than you out there

offers to be in the kitchen with you, though that will more than likely end in absolute chaos regardless of if what ends up being made is edible

JEFF THE KILLER

cant cook either, like toby he can only really microwave stuff and make the bare minimum to keep himself going... does not go out of his way to make things better

that being said hes not all that much of a picky eater so theres a good chance hes going to eat most of anything you put in front of him... so theres that! there are a few dishes hes rejected, though, whether verbally or physically (in the form of his body just... ejecting the food. whether in the form of vomit or simply dropping it before he has the chance to swallow.. depends on how bad your cooking is)

if its something you want to get better at he lightly offers to learn to cook with you, his tone comes off as him just saying it to get you to pipe down... but he doesnt fight back or leave when you commit to the idea and get him to join you in the kitchen

[dollcherray]

Hello cutie patootie süße!! I wanted to ask for fpe with a fem(or gn reader if that's more comfortable fy) reader who belly dances and even sometimes has little get together to teach others how to belly dance?

I've been learning to belly dance for a few years and my therapist also went to a belly dancing class a year back haha

Can this be us? You're such a cutie und du hast einer der beste Persönlichkeiten die ich je in jemand gesehen habe und ich hoffe das es dir gut geht🎀

ㅤㅤㅤ ۶ৎ ROSA QUE LINDA ERES ۶ৎ

₊⊹ FPE WITH A FEM READER WHO'S A BELLY DANCER

⋆.˚ Note: fun fact i actually want to learn how to belly dance myself!! thank you for the request and of course this can be us !!! >w< sorry if i do fucky ducky, my acknowledge abt belly dancing isn't one of the greatest :C (você é literalmente uma das pessoas mais gentis que eu já vi <3) i did a bit of the students and miss circle since i dont know which characters you wanted and also did this if reader was close to them >: sorry for the wait! IM ABSOLUTELY SLEEPING ON MY KEYBOARD ITS 0:43 AND IM GIVING MY ALL TO WRITE THIS IM SORRY IF ITS BAD MOOT 😞😞😞

✧₊⁺ Characters: Miss circle, Engel and Edward.

𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖ Type: Fluff, Headcanons, Romantic/platonic

꩜.ᐟ Song: Alibi

ENGEL ⊹˚. ♡

♡ Since we all know Engel's the type to be supportive of everything you do, this time isn't going to be different.

♡ When you first show it to him, he'll be all happy and impressed, cheerfully hyping you up as you did your little dancin' dance, he thinks its pretty impressive since he knows belly dancing not only takes time but a lot of skill too like any other dance.

♡ Engel enjoys learning with you, every time you do your little get together with the others, he'll almost ALWAYS be there too, and also being one of the most interested to learn! Engel is the type of person to pay attention to any interests you show or tell him, let it to the kind student to not miss any details about his close ones hobbies.

♡ If you wear those fancy and shiny clothing full of jewelry when you go to dance, he'll be 10x more amazed, probably would be distracted with the clothing and jewelry but he'll actually be fond of it too! Engel thinks it adds up to the performance.

♡ But yeah, he's pretty supportive of your little hobby, not only because he thinks it's a unique dance but also because he just likes seeing you happy; so, whatever keeps your boat floating!

♡ Honestly- there's really nothing much to say about Engel other than the fact that he's totally cheerful about it.

MISS CIRCLE ۶ৎ

♡ This woman is SMITTEN.

♡ First things first; she finds it very cool, very mindful and demure, but honestly i don't think she'd really express it in a friendly way??? if anything she would express her opinion about it in a weird way; and when i say weird i mean just her being sarcastic in general.

♡ Whenever you show her your little tricks and whatnot, Miss circle's just like "you go diva" while doing some little hype ups here and there, nothing much.

♡ Kinda likes when you teach it? depends on her mood, sometimes she'll be interested in your little get together, sometimes she won't, it's Miss circle so it's kind of expected coming from her., but you sometimes see her amongst the people who want to learn with u.

♡ Okay but she LOVES the outfits (if u wear it) she'll be actually stunned by it although her outside reaction looks different than what she's actually feeling, Miss circle likes it, she finds it very pretty and shiny, says it fits you.

♡ Kind of supportive, just won't really show it that much, enjoy your performances and just like Engel, anything that floats your boat ig??? as long as you're living.

EDWARD ₊⊹

♡ ZOO WEE MAMA!! 😻😻😻

♡ Aw man, he's not only amazed because of your skill, but also because of how good you look while doing it, seriously; Edward's REALLY down for it when you first show him.

♡ To be honest i don't really think he would be invested in learning, but you'd still see him watching your little meetings to teach others when you can so he just can see you dance.

♡ If he's already obsessed with it, be prepared if you wear fancy clothing while doing it, he'll just be staring at you non-stop, not only that but be totally complementing you after you're done, he thinks it's so pretty.

♡ Be the generic type to "brag" about you, thinking that you're so cool and stuff, going left and right saying "yo, look at my friend, she's a professional dancer!!" to his other friends and etc.

♡ I think sometimes he would just jokingly flirt with you in some of your choreography, i mean just to tease a little bit, but ill let it up to you if you'd think it'd be jokingly or not 🤷🏼‍♀️🤷🏼‍♀️

♡ Supportive in his own way X3

[leelesbo]

so this may be a bit of an odd request lol. im not personally into tickeling, but my partner is. i find it really attractive how into it he is, and am super willing to participate for him, but as hes into the lee and ler sides of it, sometimes when im taking the ler role, i sort of run out of ideas on what to say and do LOL. it doesnt come naturally to me like you all who actually Do have the fetish. i basically just picked your blog randomly cause we're the same age and you seem to have experience with it and i dont think he follows you already, but i was hoping you could offer some advice or ideas on good things to say and do that may not be obvious? i'd ask him but he gets so flustered over it that its basically impossible HDFJKGKDFHGL

this is the cutest sweetest ask omfg i would LOVE to help out. i love yapping about tickling you came to the right person (this turned out to be really long so it’s all under the cut LMFAO)

so for teasing, a lot of the times it really depends on Who you’re teasing!! for instance, im not personally a huge fan of the whole “coochie coochie coo” “tickle tickle tickle” thing bc its just Way too babyish and infantile for me, but ive found a lot of people in this community really like it and it flusters them a lot!!! if youre unsure, typical teases like that couldn’t hurt to try!

ok i said “tickle tickle tickle” didnt work on me but Actually in the right context that absolutely could work bc the simple act of Hearing The Word is insanely flustering. fr, if you just keep repeating how ticklish he is, asking if something tickles, maybe even figure out a way to force Him to say the word it should work. there’s smth about knismos where our brain overloads hearing that word and it’s even so hard to say, it’s extremely flustering being forced to say it!!

also, focusing on spots and Talking about how that particular spot is affecting them is killer. if you’re tickling his ribs and it’s making him giggle more than belly-laugh, point that out!!! “oh you really like the ribs, don’t you? you’re giggling so much you can’t even talk! try! go on, tell me how much it tickles!” for me and a lot of other knismos, tickling is a lot about feeling Analyzed. experiment with specific spots and see how differently it affects him. verbally take notes on the differences!

also, emphasize how much he’s enjoying it even if/when he’s Begging for you to stop or move spots. knismos love to pretend we hate it, it adds to the fun of the whole thing. but don’t ONLY emphasize that he’s enjoying it, also throw in how horrible it must be!! how he’s too ticklish to take it, how it must be so bad if he’s screaming for mercy.

(i literally keep thinking of new things to add this is going to be so long sorry)

AND AND AND!!! POINT OUT HOW FLUSTERED HE IS!! how red his face has gotten, how he keeps repeating the same thing over and over bc his brain is fuzzy and he can’t Speak Properly, maybe he can’t figure out what to do with his hands, or he keeps trying to hide his face! LET HIM KNOW U CAN SEE EVERY LITTLE REACTION!!! it’s about the attention to detail babyyyy

tickle teasing can also go beyond the actual Act of tickling. tease him when you aren’t even tickling him!! wiggle your fingers his way, throw the word in casual conversation (“what you said earlier really tickled me”), poke him when ur out in public!! little things :3

when you Are tickling him, make him tell you what spots tickle more. make him help you! maybe choose two spots at a time, tickle one spot and then the other, and make him tell you which was worse (this ofc will take Many trials and retests juuuust to be sure he was right the first time 😌). use different methods and make him choose which is worse! hands or teeth? feathers or raspberries? the list can go on and on and you’ll both be sure to have a lot of fun testing out the varieties of the game lol

okay so i could literally keep going FOREVER but ill stop here for now bc ive already written a fucking essay!!! if you want more i’d be elated to go again, my brain is constantly on Tickle Mode so im always happy to yap about it!!

anyway, hope this helped!! hope you guys have fun, im happy to be of service :3

[cummin-n-cryin]

How do yput hink yandere malleus/vil and azul reacting with a afab reader topping them? 🤔

Im sorry im such a sucker for sub character :(((

~Thank you for your request!

Put Them In Their Place

MINORS/BLANK BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT

Malleus + Vil + Azul x afab!reader

Tw: Yandere, afab reader, Nsfw, kidnapping, obsession, lemme know if I missed any!

Wordcount: 286 + 320 + 292

Side Note: I love your request thx you~♡ Sry for taking so long! This is a bit short but I hope this was okay!

~Malleus Draconia~

Malleus doesn't mind.

In fact, he is glad that you're so willing to copulate with him. He was worried that you'd never return his affections. You seemed quite stressed after he took you from Ramshackle and whisked you away to your new home with him, so it is quite the relief to see you feeling better.

Either way, he's yours just as much as you are his. So yes, you may top him.

Depending on what type of top you are he'll have varying reactions.

If you're on the softer side his heart will warm at any compliments you give to him, to be praised by someone he loves so dearly makes him beyond happy. He also enjoys a slower pace, it gives him enough time to really commit this moment to memory.

If you're on the rougher side, he'll definitely be a bit surprised but he's a powerful fae. He doesn't really worry about you hurting him too much, mostly because you can't. Though, do keep in mind he's not the biggest fan of degrading.

Whether you're wanting to ride him till the sun sets or you want to rail him with a strap-on, it should be noted that he's most definitely never been with anyone before you. All of this is very new to him.

His reaction to sex toys is very amusing though. He looks at such objects in both awe and confusion. Humans are very... Inventive?

Of course, we can't forget the fact that he has such a gorgeous pair of horns. I mean, they're just sitting right there waiting for you to reach up and grab them.

Be wary though, he may get a bit crazy if you do grab them.

~Vil Schoenheit~

You want to top him?

Vil is pleasantly surprised when you try to bed him. He's glad that you've finally learned to accept him as your romantic partner. He's clearly the best match for you so it's nice that you have finally realized that.

Well, he certainly doesn't mind but first you'll have to catch him when he's in the mood for it. Vil is typically very busy so he doesn't usually have much time to indulge in more carnal desires. But at the end of the day, after he's finished everything, he might entertain your desires.

If you're a softer top, Vil enjoys the more relaxed pace. The slow pace really helps him wind down from a long day of work. He enjoys the sensual touching and your worship of his body as well as the praise, but the praise doesn't affect him that much. He gets told how attractive and amazing he is all the time, though hearing the words come from you does make it a bit more special.

If you're more on the rougher side he'll be a little surprised but nonetheless interested. However, if you're going to be so rough, you better make sure to put your all into it. He doesn't tolerate people who are lazy.

Any form of degradation is also a bit surprising. Mostly because not many have the courage to degrade or insult him, so it's definitely a surprise to hear you say such things. The only thing he really won't like is any bruises or marks being left behind. (so make sure to ruin his pretty skin as much as you can!)

Whether you're rough or soft as a top, Vil doesn't mind. He's very adaptable and he will thoroughly enjoy teaching you all the ways on how to please him while also making sure you don't hurt yourself. He doesn't need you hurting yourself or damaging your beautiful body.

~Azul Ashengrotto~

Of course, Azul is more than willing to let you top him.

Azul will do just about anything he can to keep you with him. Lie, cheat, steal, kill, you name it, he's probably done it. All to keep you forever trapped with him.

The fact that you're willing to have sex with him makes him both extremely happy but also very worried. He's afraid that once you look at his nude body you'll change your mind or perhaps you'll think his abilities in bed are lackluster in comparison to others. (If you've been with other people before him...)

Whether you're a soft or rough top he'll have different reactions.

If you're on the softer side, Azul will almost cry at any praise you give him. You mean so much to him and hearing your praise makes him feel like your relationship with him is almost normal. It makes it seem like you actually love him back.

If you're more on the rougher side, Azul will try his best to please you. Degrade him, bruise him, do whatever you want! He deserves it after taking away the life you had with those contacts of his.

At the end of the day he'll still worship you, even as tears stream down his face. He's so obsessed with you, so if doing this for you makes you happy then so be it.

Whether you are more soft or rough as a top, Azul will try his best to please you either way. He's just so desperate to keep you with him, so desperate to be good enough for you.

If the only way you'll love him is in bed then then he'll make sure he's the only one who can satisfy your every desire.

[a-soft-hornytiny]

I just did my nails and since my brain is always in the gutter and thinking about ateez I thought- what would be ateez's reaction to their significant other getting their nails done for them and who's mlt ruin them 😏

- 🍓

Reaction: Getting your nails done for them.

Requested by 🍓 anon

Genre: Fluff, Suggestive

Pairing: Ateez x reader with pretty nails (neutral)

Warnings: none

Notes: Okay this format is a bit weird and new but it works I guess haha reaction and mtl in one

I added some details about what kinda designa you would get for them but im horrible with nail designs so it’s probably bs. Hope its what you wanted hehe

Taglist: under the cut (let me know if you wanna be added)

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Most

Wooyoung:

all day, all tease

“ohhhh you like me so much???” a lot of sighing

he is happy inside but he gotta do his job and annoy you

and he’s most likely to ruin them because he wants to. kinda wants to prove something. probably what an amazing lover he is xD

But he would pay for the replacement.

and because you knew that you had gotten a simple black design with his initials and some of his lines in their songs

Jongho:

he would notice immediately but wouldn’t say anything because.. idk why tbh

similar to Yeosang you would get frustrated abt it but he’d be like “yeah nah I noticed” .-.

but as he noticed it upsets you he’d be really sweet and shower you in compliments, he just has a hard time putting the gesture in context of importance

that is until he googles how much getting your nails done costs

even if its just a purple sky design like you did for him

when it comes to ruining them tho- that man is probably an absolutely beast in bed.. i assume. they wouldn’t survive for long.

Yunho:

puppy eyes, puppy design (or smth blue)

“for me?🥺 really?🥺” i CANT

takes your hands all the time to kiss your nails

cute as fuck but also kinda too much

which may ruin them

and listen: that man will be most likely be ruining them by making you grab the bedsheet to hard if you get what I mean

Mingi:

“are those for me?” you deny it at first to tease him

“oh come on they gotta beeee” whiny man

really full of himself as soon as you admit it, which is why you didn’t at first

maybe some kind of combination of a princess theme with his favourite colour… cement colour.. (i swear he is such a man)

wants to get matching nails 100%

if he ruins them, it was an accident. but since he is clumsy af it may happen xD

San:

happiest bean, so excited

why do I feel like one half of your nails would be like super serious, beautiful gold black designs and the other half is like.. san memes

like a literal mountain or the muscly cat yk

would be careful not to ruin them at first but as the time goes on he wouldn’t have the control to care haha

Yeosang:

wouldn’t notice at first and you’re kinda upset you had to say something

“Your beauty is so distracting y/n, im sorry I didnt see your nails” ironie and shade

but appreciates it, even tho he has a hard time saying it

he’d be proud that you chose a doberman design instead of a maltese one tho (yes i needa be cliche)

would he ruin them? maybe, maybe not. depends on the position👀

Seonghwa:

admires them when you don’t look

he‘s unsure if you really did it for him but as soon as he finds out he is all blushy and happy

definitely either a sakura, strawberry or star design

and he‘s to careful and tidy to ruin them

only if he’s normal hwa tho, horny hwa wouldn’t give a shit

Hongjoong:

he would adore it SO much

would go on and on about how your nails are perfect and that he feels honoured that he was the inspiration to get them done

i think for him you‘d get like a sunflower or music sheet design and he’d definitely want to get some inspired by you too

also least likely to ruin them because they are just too precious to him

Least

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[mypinterestgotbannedsoimherenow]

(My reaction to Bsd 😍)

(I’m scared for how I will view authors after this)

-food 😍

- oh no he’s dying of hunger 😟 WOMP WOMP- (putting myself in the time out corner for that mb mb)

- ATSUSHI?!?! I LOVE HIS BOOK THE MOON OVER THE MOUNTAIN

- wait a second…. BRO GOT KICKED OUT OF AN ORPHANAGE 😨 wait actually that depends on his age

-what’s the difference between orphans and apple the apples get picked (TIME OUT CORNER PT 2😍😍)

- do it sushi roll man steal steal steal

-look at them smexy legs in the water 😚😍😏🥰 (TIME OUT CORNER PT 3)

- I’d tch someone if they ruined my drowning like 😐 go back to ur house sushi, oh wait-

(GUESS WHAT TIME OUT CORNER PT 4)

- bros stomach was prob louder then me

-those are some smexy glasses sir 😏😏

(TIME OUT PT 5 😍)

- “HEEEEY” -smexy glasses man

- KUNIKIDA??!??! THATS SUPPOSED TO BE DOPPO KUNIKIDA NAHHH wait it feels so right and so wrong for him to look like that

So uhm Idk what happened ima try to fix it so uh this is as far as I got FOR NOW HEHEHEHEHH🥰🥰😍🥰😍

(I’ll prob just edit this when I fix itttt) FIXED IT

- I’m still waiting for this sewerslide dude to introduce himself but I have thoughts on who it may be 😐

- predictable it was dazai 😐 STILL HAS SMEXY LEGS THO (it is 2 am I apologize for whatever I put) (TIME OUT CORNER PT 6😍🤭)

-dazai be so over dramatic for his little intro like bruh YOU’RE SO BAD AT LIFE YOU FAILED SEWERSLIDE

(IDK WHY IM ACTING LIKE THIS TIME OUT CORNER PT 7 🥰😍🥰)

-bro has the death note in like freakishly scheduled form

(That made no sense 💀)

- WHAT IS SUSHI MAN SAYING

- detectives scare me

- bro smexy glasses ur supposed to be a detective and smart 🤨who believes in a “neck hanging hygiene” 💀like- dazai is clearly messing with u 😐

- Erm they’re hunting a tiger POV the tiger they’re hunting

- be so fr the tiger is definitely atsushi 😐🤨

- ah yes bribery good job dazai you’re actually using your brain 🥰

- sewerslide for dummies bro is so bad at life he had to buy A BOOK ON HOW TO UNPLUG HIMSELF

(Time out 🥰😍😍🥰 PT 8)

-Womp womp I didn’t come here for sushi man’s back story i came here for the tiger 🤨😐

(Time out PT 9 🥰😍🥰🥰😍😍)

- Okay but why did dazai look kinda 🫢

- omg sushi man is the tiger 😮😲🙊😯🙀��😧 I never saw this coming 😏🙂‍↕️

(Totally 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️)

- “sorry I’m not into hugging men” -I want to unplug myself man

- OMG WHO IS THAT GIRL OMG OMG 😍😍😍

(Time out why Smiley just why WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS PT 10)

- OMG ITS YOSANO THATS THE GIRL ITS NOT ACCURATE BUT IM OKI WITH THAT 😍

- Ranpo love his book human chair

- kenji he has some good books i like Night on the Galactic Railroad

I LOVED THAT 😍😍😍 I DID LOSE TRACK A BUNCH BUT I LOVEED ITTTT

@sunnychuuya

Pov: sushi man

[helaenalyst]

me when theres a war in the war show: guys im so fucking sad about the war

episode 4 reactions

fun note: i saw someone who knew either from the books or from leaks who died in the episode but described them as "the most annoying character in the show" and i loved that because depending on who you ask that couldve been literally anyone

anyway

SIGHS

aemond. aemond. what a character. ewan really squeezed his three milliseconds of screentime this season to provide a buildup for what happened today. aemond's inner emotional wound that he's carried all his life is so strong that he chose to take his revenge rather than seize an easy bloodless victory for his team. aegon's intervention even played in their favor, since meleys locked into battle with sunfyre was the easiest of targets for a melee attack. but he straight up chose to burn aegon, and later was seen trying to finish the job? hundreds if not thousands died needlessly, and among the ones that could have easily died as well was cole, who raised aemond like a father and who trusted him blindly with his life and with the life of his men. and for what? i can imagine this is going to be a divisive topic because i think this isn't how it goes in the books but personally i see it as a logical development of what we've seen of show!aemond so far. he's a deeply wounded individual who cannot see past his wound and an embodiment of what the targaryens are (and of the pain and damage that they cause to everyone who has the misfortune to interact). even in a gray morality context such as the one in this show, i feel that aemond earns the title of villain from me because he fights only for himself and does not care even for the lives of those who have been actively kind and loving to him

and i know a lot of people will likely disagree with that. personally i think in a show like this where all the big players in the war have done terrible things it is quite the fun introspection tool to see who we may consider the "worst" of them all and why. for me i think that the way that aemond toyed with the lives of hundreds today for his own personal gain is what takes the cake. i think the only other main character off the top of my head for whom "nothing is sacred" in pursuit of personal gain would be larys and i'm not sure what that says about the show's relationship to depictions of disability but that's a topic for another day. what i am trying to say is that it is fun to see what each fan considers the "worst sin" committed in a show that is basically a sin feast. hypocrisy? being a bad mother? being a bad father? kinslaying? we each feel our heart and our own wounds stir at ones and not others, i believe

daemon in harrenhall continues to be an A+ storyline, alys rivers is fantastic and i loved the little interaction between aegon and larys where aegon said "dude? you don't care? it's your fucking castle!!" and larys replied uhhhh yeah but it's haunted milord. i eat that shit up i love that kind of fantasy storyline. cursed castles, witches, battling your own mind, i eat it up. i loved one little shot where we could see daemon's bloodied hands from where the camera was but it disappeared as he turned his hands. i know he'll be okay but i just love descent into madness storylines

i loved jace and baela in the council btw they are so adorable if the shows turns them into bad parents or evil rulers i am going to jump off a cliff you cannot grow attached to any innocent kid / young adult on this show fr but i do think those two have a heart of gold and if not then i guess i will eat my words

so much more to say but its almost 6am i hope everyone enjoyed the episode i know i did except for all the scenes where i felt like there was no point to go on living. the fact that criston chose to hang out with gwayne despite being one of the few people he doesn't closely know in the entire fucking army has my approval and i hope gwayne didn't die so they can eventually kiss that's all

[showrunnerihardlyknowher]

Do you have any general tips about writing g/t whump, or g/t or whump in general. I'm thinking about writing g/t or whump or a combination of the two. And your like my go to author when it comes to reading g/t or whump (your shit is really good, if you ever wrote a book and published it, I would be amongst the first to purchase it, I like your writing/content that much lol). So do you have any tips or tidbits for any wannabe writer that your willing to share?

Also I completely understand if this isn't an ask you want to answer, I realize im asking alot out of a stranger for free. So no hard feelings if this post is ignored.

Thank you for taking time to read my ask nonetheless though.

This is such a sweet ask you're so sweet to me ily and if I ever become a published author you may have all my books for free

I think writing anything definitely depends on what style you like, such as mine is very "internal thoughts" and "descriptive action". Settings, physical descriptions, plot set ups -- I'm much more vague about those (which can be a downfall) because I like to focus more on what the current action is versus what lead to that moment.

So my advice, based on my own style, is that mental feelings are just as important as physical feelings when it comes to describing. Your tiny character just got smacked against the wall by a feral giant: tell me how much it hurt, tell me what hurts the most, tell me how focused or unfocused they are, tell me how close they were to cracking their head open on something a few inches away.

Now tell me if your tiny has the stamina to run, tell me if they've given up the fight and are accepting their fate, tell me what they're envisioning said fate to be, tell me if they're scared or angry, tell me what their last thoughts might be before they're cut off by whatever the feral giant does next.

In my opinion, it's much better to write from one character's perspective for a fic (unless you have noted breaks in between paragraphs to switch POVs or if you switch POVs every chapter). It gives the reader time to attach themselves to a single focal character and really get to know them via these internal thoughts and musings. It makes the character much more relatable in the sense that we can sympathize with their reasoning, or at least understand it on a deeper level compared to another character. It also leaves that air of mystery that we, just like the character we're being projected through, only know what we're being told/shown.

And again, descriptions are the shit my guy. Not saying you need to go on a monologue about what color your character's eyes are, but describing your actions and reactions against a duller background helps create more vivid imagery for what's going on in that very second. Your character gets punched in the gut: they're winded, they can't suck in any air between their teeth, they can taste burning bile in their throat, their train of thought slams on its breaks, their stomach feels like it's been split in half, they crumple to the ground in a fetal position, they don't even have the breath to moan in pain.

Also, when it comes to g/t whump specifically, I like to throw in the reminders of how large their size difference is pretty frequently. Remind your readers just how easily it would be to snap a tiny's leg like a toothpick when you have them dangling upside down from your fingers. Remind them how suffocating a giant's presence can feel both literally and figuratively when they're trapped under a hand that engulfs them like a weighed blanket.

Last piece of advice, if there's a writing style you like or a fic you adore or an author you want to emulate - try to figure out which parts you like and why, and then copy it lmao. Not plagiarize their whole story, obviously, but if you see vocabulary or sentence structures you like that's being used, store that shit in your brain to use for later homie. I love run on sentences being used to portray anxiety because your thoughts are going a mile a minute. I love scenes ending with an italicized onomatopoeia because it's the last thing someone hears. That's shit I read from fanfics that I still use in my stories.

I hope this helped some (if any)!!

[reficu1]

hi :p for matchups, i hope this okieee <3 genshin and bsd

my names kuro, no gender preference. im gender-fluid, i look like a cute girl and a cute boy depending on how i want haha. im INTP, depends on day. also virgo.

like idols, skincare, vampires (im vampirekin/i am one), cats (i love taking care of them and cats usually nice to me since i know how best to approach them). love music (gothic rock, neoclassical dark wave, breakcore, experimental rock, ec). love fashion aLOT, im very very into vkei, lolita/ouji and gyaru (i usually dress in kogyaru fashion). love night-time and wandering streets at night, especially in cities where its active and people are around. good food (rare beef, curry, mooncakes, mantou, castella, manju). would have cat ears and tail if i could.

dislike dogs 👎 scared of them. being center of attention (i prefer to watch people than be watched by others). dirt (including messy people). people who are very loud and annoying. birds, anything gross or violent. i dislike fashion styles i wouldnt wear.

hobbies include designing clothes, sewing, listening to music, baking, attending festivals, interior design.

personality: i prefer to listen to others than talk, but depending on who/topic i can speak for hours and hours. relaxed mainly, i dont like being energetic or loud/fastpaced. very picky with food/texture/fashion/literally everything. i comes off weird/scary to a lot of people but it doesnt bother me, its nice. can be a little lazy, i let people do first move. prefer doing things my way, and isolate from others a bit. very careful with how i look.

insecurities: not many, wish i was taller (162cm). dont want to gain weight (in the 40's of kg). i guess maybe how pale i am but im sensitive to sun so i cant help it.

thank chuuuuu

I match up for you...

Xinyan. I think you would agree on your best interests for sure! Of course, you may not be a songwriter, the main thing is that you share her hobby, for which she was offended in her childhood. Of course, now there are no problems with the recognition of her work, but still. She is so full of energy that she would take you with her to her concerts or other festivals. Imagine how one day Xinyan gathers all his friends from Líyuè, you are asked to design clothes for the guys and ideas for the interior of the festival. In such preparation for the event, there is work for everyone, and everyone would help each other. I want to note right away that Xinyan has a violent reaction, and you mentioned that you don’t like loud people, but based on her manner of communication, I can say that she strives to evoke positive emotions and comfort in people in the company. In the circle of close friends, she does not entertain them, she maintains a kind and cheerful atmosphere. Yes, that's why at first you did not immediately consider each other.

Koyo Ozaki. I want to say right away that in the works of bsd I try to be realistic and work with character analyzes, so they can be preyedat by negativism. Her manner of communication includes pathos and a dramatic and stormy character. She has a beautiful speech and can use metaphors well. "A flower grown in darkness will not survive on the side of light." I'm sure she would try to do whatever you want. But Koyo does not have a wasted maternal instinct (sorry that I use this incorrect term), so she would take the position of an auditor who would watch you, and Koyo is one of those parents who are convinced that they know better how their child lives and what to choose. BUT! You can consider your interaction after Koyo's conversation with Dazai, then she reconsidered her attitude towards you and it would already be more like a healthy relationship. Of course, she would continue to follow you, give in, help, indulge. It's just that it's all part of the consequences of her psychological trauma. She wouldn't want to lose you.

[greasysteak]

Im back you guys

Supernatural is never forgotten it seems. Very happy to be here I missed being passionate about this show lol😇😇😇😇💝🎖️

Anyways one of my favorite things in sam and deans dynamic is the way they compliment each other in how they respond to when the other is in danger/dead/injured. I remember some really amazing posts being made about this by other people before omg. Still on my mind.

Idk I know partly it’s because the show puts them in very different situations but I think it’s very telling that when Sam dies dean hurts himself, plans his own demise (ie suicide) and when Dean dies Sam plans to essentially hurt the outside world (so, others) in this very mechanical vengeful way. Same way John did really lol although the show already presents this comparison very early on.

Dean is protective, his sole focus is that Sam is ok, no matter if he does end up fighting whoever in the process. Sam is reactive, his focus is on hurting whoever did the inflicting on dean. This in my opinion is because Sam is Dean’s world, or at least, Deans link to the outside world as well as his sense of self as a person with the role of Protector. Meanwhile Dean is arguably the most important part of Sam’s world, which is filled with the rest of everything as well. And Dean is Sam’s link to the world of Hunting, even when hunting becomes something he’s chosen on his own for himself no matter what Dean might want for him.

In this same train of thought, when Sam dies, Dean’s first reaction is to paralyze, to become passive, outwardly distressed, disconnected. When he does become active, he’s still very clearly emotional. When Dean dies Sam very quickly becomes active in a much controlled, methodical manner where the anger boils and spills.

Obivously within reason. They both cry, are sad, etc Lol. But I do think the contrast in how they act is there.

I really like the characterization of Dean not being someone especially vengeful, rather dutiful. And Sam as either the opposite, or both.

In the same vein I’ve always found it really interesting how the persona of who is the normal one and who is the weird one flips and flops between the two brothers throughout the show and in various contexts. In reality they’re both outsiders within their world and they are both weird, since they’re hunters. Deep down Sam is the one with the conflict of being a freak, both in his family and an actual freak with the demon blood thing, and a freak within college life at Stanford in Palo Alto. But really Sam is also at the beginning of the show especially, presented as the normal of the two due to having been outside the world of hunting, unlike Dean, who remains sheltered… despite not having been the one BORN into hunting. He may be charismatic but he’s closed off, antisocial, except for Sam and the few contacts they have. As the show goes on, Sam’s neediness and Dean’s charisma puts them into the private and open one respectively.

Also i think it’s very important to note that they view their relationship in equally (yet different) distorted ways. And the show shows this. It’s lowkey easier to focus on Dean because he’s very protective but Sam is absolutely the same way (or even more intense lol depending on your interpretations) he just conceals it better most of the time lol.

Then again the show is so long and has so many glossed over details and so many retcons I swear you could make ANY claim and find substantial textual and subtextual evidence to back it up. I haven’t forgotten about the drunk driver Dean debate, you guys… That’s honestly what I love most about spn lol the implications of it all………

Anyways I’m not saying anything new here I know but I love this side of tumblr and spnblr omg..

[igbylicious]

it’s a tradition i treasure DEEPLY asdkjasdkdjdasjkdas!!!! (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

The sweater metaphor 🥺 it’s so good. weaters are warm and comforting.

aw i’m glad hehe i really wanted those cosy vibes for them!! (〃▽〃 )

God. it’s difficult to see others living your dream u_u pfff <3

sometimes living vicariously through fanfic is a joy, sometimes it’s a cruelty! ( ╯□╰ )

“so little”  yeah sooo little, like having a loving, mutually beneficial relationship with two adonis-like men who are fun, kinky, and genuinely care about you. Barely anything at all 💅

well when you put it like that… they do bring just a lil smth to the table i guess uwu

uh oh simp alert!!  (<- said as if i have not spent the last 6 months screaming into the void about ateez)

pffff hahaha at least San balances it all out by being just as bad of a simp right back! (╹◡╹✿)

i may be in love with him. you cant prove anything though. 

sus 👀

i kinda really wanna see this, at the very least to satiate my desire to see Wooyoung beg, sob, whimper, and lose his actual mind

‘begging, sobbing, whimpering and losing his actual mind’, you say? noted ____〆(ⓛωⓛ)

hnjdfhjh Woo coming without any more help ;;;; i wanna pet him and tell him he did so good ;;;;;;;;;;;;; 

saaaaaame ;;;;;;; San was stronger than i could ever be for reigning back his reaction asdsjkadsjkdsajk

Oh shes just like me fr fr

ASKDJASDKJ OK SEEING THOSE TWO QUOTES SIDE-BY-SIDE MADE ME SNORT-LAUGH SO UGLY god i wish i could say that was intentional xD but yeah reader at her most relatable LOL

how DARE you make me have emotions in the middle of this !!!!!! (affectionate) one moment im having thoughts none of which are in the bible, the next im all… all,

he’s their Sannie!!! ;;;; true story i actually had to take a short break here from writing bc i needed a good think on how to pivot back into the hard smut after that asdkjadskjkjs 〒▽〒

ASDKJASDKJKADSJJKADSJSDJKASKDJ

i will never get enough of how you write sub wooyoung, especially when he’s in this state - wrecked and pliant. 

ngl he is easily my favourite sub to write EVER 〒▽〒 if that favouritism is showing in the fic, well, good! he deserves it!!! i always get all giggly & happy abt all your reactions, but the reactions to sub Wooyoung have an extra extra special place in my heart asjkasdjkdaskj ♡

need dick from a guy who whines /gen

FOR REAL!!!!!!!!! ಥ_ಥ

im no dom nor a switch, but i can imagine it’s such a nice change of pace after he’s been the one with most of the responsibility so far. (maybe i just assume it takes more out of a person to dom than it actually does? who knows lol xo)

i think that’s a fair assumption! obv it depends on the dom how much a scene wears them out and what kindof aftercare they need; but considering San had to look after TWO tied-up subs, making sure they’re both satisfied and safe during a pretty intense session? yeah i think that would take a lot out of most doms; that man is TIRED and absolutely deserves to get spoiled in return! (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

endlessly amusing to me that San is the dom™ most of the time, but also the most shy out of the bunch xD woo and reader are being menaces and he’s just spluttering and trying to keep up with their shenanigans<3

asldjkasldksja i was lowkey hoping someone would point that out lol!!! yeah San is comfortable and confident abt sex within like, very specific parameters, but take one tiny step outside of them and he’s an instant blushy mess („• ᴗ •„)

By the way i'm keeping a doc of all this yelling im doing because i document EVERYTHING, and bc it's under a read-more and i don't want to risk losing it when i inevitably change my tumblr url, or tumblr fuckin... burns and dies. and i thought you might like to have access to it as well! so heres a link :)

omg we both have must-document-brain I LOVE IT, i keep backups of feedback ppl leave on this fic so it’s 1) all nicely gathered in one place & 2) in case smth ever gets messed up BUT THIS IS SO NICE AND STRUCTURED AHHHHHHHHH (♡°▽°♡) (i got the documenting part down, i do *not* got the organisational part down lol!)

ALSO!!! IN CASE YOU THOGUHT I WAS KIDDING ABT PRINTING IT OUT!!!!!!!

they keep me company when i’m making foodies hehe ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

whichever way [woosan x reader] pt10

pairing: woosan x f reader

rating: 18+

genre: smut, fluff-ish, neighbours au, friends with benefits

ch. summary: You and Wooyoung get tied up again, under slightly different circumstances than last time.

wc: 9.3k

ch. warnings: dom San, sub Wooyoung, sub reader, San gets a lil mean here and there but he’s such a huge softie underneath it all, threesome, objectification, praise kink, degradation kink (@ Wooyoung, ‘slut’ is used 1x) & degradation as praise, blowjob, light choking on cock, orgasm denial, subspace, vaginal / anal fingering, cockwarming sorta, vibrator, DP (vaginal / anal), overstimulation, multiple orgasms, a few spanks, biting & bruises, pain kink, dacryphilia, squirting, creampies, condomless sex w/ IUD, aftercare, nicknames for reader (‘baby’, ‘good girl’, ‘cocksleeve’, ‘(fuck)toy’, ‘cockslut’ & ‘rope bunny’ 1x) (+ a 5 sec mention of shower sex (handjob) w/ lowkey subby San at the very end)

a/n: features a soft-bodied, aromantic reader who uses she/her pronouns.

additional warning: reader is referred to as ‘little’ 1x, but it’s strictly meant as ‘calling you cute in a lowkey demeaning way’, not a reflection on physical size

masterlist. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14

After your heart-to-heart with San and Wooyoung, nothing changes immediately. Not on the surface, at least.

Like a beloved warm sweater which has its seams reinforced by all your care and effort; it still looks the same on the outside, but less liable to tear or fray. The same patterns are intertwined through your shared lives, but strengthened, solidified.

Of course, the details of how the three of you fit together will need to be figured out in the long run — but for now, you are perfectly happy where you are.

(Especially when ‘where you are’ is, once again, the familiar space of San’s bedroom.)

“That’s it, baby, doing so well,” San hums, enveloping you in sweet encouragement.

He has you on your knees and bent over, your mouth stuffed full with Wooyoung’s cock. One of San’s large hands runs up and down your back, the other rests on your waist. Strong fingers dig into the soft meat of your hip, keeping your ass pressed against his clothed crotch.

“Get Wooyoungie real close for me, won’t you?” San says, his sweats doing little to hide the growing bulge that he’s rocking into the cleft of your ass. “Want him hard and squirming before he gets anywhere near your sweet cunt.”

You whine a muffled moan around Wooyoung, eager to obey San’s demands, and even more eager to get to the next part.

It’s finally time to revisit a certain bondage experiment; to have you and Wooyoung tied up together — only this time, there won’t be any clothes in the way. There won’t be any heartfelt, quiet conversations either; you and Wooyoung had both asked San to push you tonight, and San’s eyes had lit up with a bright gleam that promised you’d get exactly what you asked for, and perhaps even a little more.

Already San delivers on his promise; using you to push Wooyoung right to the edge before San has tied even a single rope around either of you.

It won’t take much longer now. Wooyoung shudders with a choked groan when you take him a little deeper, his chest heaving as he lays on the bed, an arm slung over his flushed face. Your hands rest on his hips, holding him down while you get him riled up to San’s liking.

San’s hand slides all the way up your spine, between your shoulder blades to the nape of your neck, where he guides your head down with firm pressure. You make a gurgled wet noise when Wooyoung hits the back of your throat, but San takes it slow, gives you time to relax and control your breathing.

“There you go, that’s my good girl,” he says, voice smooth as silk. The petname hits harder than ever before, wrapped securely in the knowledge that you’ll stay his good girl for a long time to come. “What a messy thing you are, drooling on Wooyoung’s dick exactly like you’re told. Our obedient cocksleeve, gonna fill up all your pretty holes just like you deserve.”

Anticipation sears through you at San’s praise, soaking your untouched cunt as you whimper. They will test your limits today, just like your patience is being tested right now, needing them both inside you already. The weight of Wooyoung’s cock on your tongue is pleasing — but it is not enough, not when you know what is to come.

San reaches a hand between your thighs and groans in appreciation at what he finds, greeted by wet slick when he parts your folds.

“Is that just from taking Woo’s cock down your throat, baby? Didn’t even need my fingers to get you nice and wet, did you?” San asks, but his hand is still firm on the back of your head, refusing to let you off Wooyoung’s dick for an actual answer.

Salty precum leaks onto your tongue while San still slowly guides you up and down, and your eyes tear up at the insistent prodding at the back of your throat. Without warning, San starts rubbing rough circles around your clit, and he chuckles with obvious delight at your muffled noise, convulsing against his harsh touch.

“Fuck, Woo, look at that. Takes so little to get her worked up, she wants to be used so bad.”

(Yes, yes, you want to moan at him. Want them to use you, to take you for themselves; your body, your pleasure, your all.)

Wooyoung breath hitches at the way you whine around him, but he lifts his arm off his face and looks at you, just like San told him to. A shudder runs through him at the sight of your lips around his cock, plump and glossy, moving with San’s steady but unrelenting pace. Wooyoung’s eyes are watery already, like his body senses what will soon happen to him.

“Shit…” he rasps, his gaze fixated on where he disappears inside your mouth. “Hmnh, making me f-feel so good… Getting close, Sannie…”

“You can hold out a bit longer,” San tells him, almost dismissively. “Need to prep our sweet girl at least a little bit, if we want her to take us both tonight. Wouldn’t want to break her, would you Woo?”

“N-no— ngh—!”

Wooyoung chokes up when you let out another loud, garbled moan around him. You can’t help yourself; your head is starting to feel fuzzy, intoxicated by San’s rough fingers on your clit and the way he talks about you, like you’re his plaything to take care of. He hasn’t even tied a single rope around you yet, and already you’re bound to his will.

San chuckles fondly at how noisy you are, but there is a condescending edge to the sound. His hand tightens just slightly around the nape of your neck, holding you in place on Wooyoung’s cock. The tip teases right at the back of your throat this way, your nose nearly touching his pelvis, and you whine as San presses harder into your clit.

“Hey, hey, quiet down, baby,” San gently chides you, like he isn’t the very one making it impossible for you to do so. “Are you trying to make it even harder on Woo not to cum? Later, when he’s stuffed in your wet cunt; then you get to be as loud as you want. Fuck, you won’t be able to help yourself, not with I’ve got in store for you. But for now… Don’t let him waste his load on your throat, alright?”

You can barely fight back the next moan, a few stray tears escaping down your cheeks. You hear San’s voice from somewhere far away, reminding you to take steady breaths. You do just so, feeling slightly less light-headed and overwhelmed, but Wooyoung is still throbbing in your mouth, so deep that every tiny quiver of his hips causes you to spasm around him. You push down on Wooyoung’s waist a little harder, trying to keep him in place.

“That’s it, deep breaths, just like that. Good girl, listening so well,” San praises you — only to instantly abandon your clit and bury two fingers deep inside you.

The sudden intrusion has you keening, a jolt searing through your body as San forces you to accommodate his thick fingers. Wooyoung jerks against your grip, hissing broken curses as his veiny hands scramble for purchase in the sheets. Your hold on Wooyoung slips for just a second, leaving his hips free to buck up and make you gag on his cock with a wet gurgle, tears and drool spilling down your face.

“Easy, easy…” San’s grip on your head relents, and his thumb finds the crook of your shoulder, firmly kneading your tensed muscles. His cock presses half-hard against your ass, twitching with growing interest as you shudder under his touch, his fingers curling inside you. “Just need you to keep Wooyoungie’s dick warm while I get this tight cunt ready for him. You’ve been doing so well, just a little more.”

The need to please San ripples through you like a warm, soothing wave, but it’s hard to stay relaxed when a deep pressure has been building between your thighs. San is thorough as he scissors you open, and Wooyoung whimpers, instinctively trying to thrust into your mouth, to take pleasure into his own hands. You try to keep Wooyoung down, but your grip on his hips is not strong, and grows weaker as San continues to stretch your cunt.

At first you think the brush of his thumb against your clit is accidental.

Then it happens again, and again, and San’s thumb quickly becomes clear in its intent; to make you squirm just as much as Wooyoung. And when San sets his mind on something, there is very little he can’t achieve.

Sure enough, he pushes you further with every wet squelch of his fingers, and you quickly feel light-headed again. Mindlessly you rock into his hand, your moans sending shockwaves through Wooyoung’s body as he whines and jerks his hips again — but San slips his hand down from your head to Wooyoung’s waist, helping you to keep his boyfriend pinned.

“Careful, Woo. Don’t break our girl before we get to the fun part.”

“S-San, I don’t know if I can— hmgh, ah, fuck—”

Wooyoung twitches dangerously on your tongue and you are not much better off, a sharp heat swelling in your belly with every thrust of San’s fingers until you feel close to bursting, unsteady on your shaky knees.

San makes a noise of gentle disapproval when he realises how close you both are. “Tch. No, my pretty playthings, I can’t have you cum; not yet,” he purrs smoothly, the sweetness in his voice a cruel contrast to his next actions.

His fingers suddenly disappear from your cunt, right as he pulls your lips off Wooyoung’s cock. Freed from obstruction, your lungs pull in air with wheezy, choked up sobs — but your orgasm fades out of reach no matter how much you whine and twist against San’s hold, rubbing your slick thighs together in a poor attempt at finding friction.

But Wooyoung is even farther gone than you; his cock, glossy with saliva, leaks precum from the angrily flushed tip, his abdominal muscles twitching. Wooyoung whines with a pitiful cry, bucking his hips uselessly at the loss of your mouth. The veins in his forearms pop as his hands tremble in desperation, and he instinctively reaches for his cock to get himself off.

San reacts immediately, the flat of his hand connecting against Wooyoung’s outer thigh with a sharp, warning smack. Wooyoung sobs out a strangled wail at the impact, but he obediently withdraws his hands and is rewarded when San rubs soothingly over the reddened mark on Wooyoung’s thigh, easing him through the denial.

San uses his other hand to give you the same attentive care, reverence and desire in his touch as he squeezes at the plush love handle of your waist, sweet kisses on your shoulder. “There,” he murmurs when your and Wooyoung’s breathing has steadied, “now you’re ready. Let’s go have some real fun, hm?”

He does not even need to provide further instruction; as soon as San backs away to clean his fingers with a wet wipe, Wooyoung sluggishly turns onto his side and you sidle down next to him.

Wooyoung groans with a shuddery breath when his hard cock presses against your soft stomach, smearing you with spit and precum. He burrows his face into the crook of your shoulder, his lips hot on your skin while his arms wrap around you. Your body whines in need at the feel of him, and you return his embrace to bring him as close as possible.

Even just a clumsy brush against your clit is enough to send sparks through your body. It takes every ounce of willpower to stop yourself from grinding against Wooyoung until he’s trembling in your arms, until you find the release that San denied you.

Would it break Wooyoung if you went against San’s instructions? Would Wooyoung try to be good and not cum on your stomach, or would he join your rule-breaking and hump back against your thigh, heedless of the consequences? You think that you know the answer, but you sure are tempted to have it confirmed.

But before your curiosity grows beyond control, San returns.

He makes a pleased sound at the sight of you and Wooyoung already in position, clueless of the disobedient thoughts on your mind. “Look at you two,” he says fondly. “I’m so lucky with such a pretty pair of rope bunnies to play with. Won’t know where one of you begins and the other ends by the time I got you all tied up.”

The back of San’s fingers brush over your cheek in approval, dimples poking at his cheeks as he smiles down at you and Wooyoung; and like a fucking simp, you feel every trace of brattiness melt away at the touch. Nothing remains except a longing to be taken care of by San, to surrender yourself to the safety of his control.

(San may have a huge soft spot for you, but fuck if it isn’t mutual.)

San wastes no time to begin his ropework, starting with tying Wooyoung’s hands behind your back. No chest harnesses today, favouring simplicity for a speedier process. San’s dominant exterior softens a little as he works; he is more thorough than usual with his checks, mindful of the fact that you and Wooyoung are already worked up and antsy.

Wooyoung is definitely still affected by the denial, struggling to stop himself from wiggling around; but San does not reprimand except in the gentlest of ways, just enough to keep Wooyoung in line. Meanwhile, San treats you with murmured assurances and calming touches, already luring you into the edges of that fuzzy subspace; sharp arousal blunted by a pleasant hazy cloud that coats your thoughts.

Soon enough you and Wooyoung both have your arms incapacitated, trapped together into your embrace. San moves down to bind your legs, but pauses when he catches sight of Wooyoung’s cock still pressed against your stomach. His eyebrow raises in disapproval.

“What are you waiting for, Woo?” he asks sharply, pinching Wooyoung’s hip. “Thought you were excited to fuck our pretty girl, but I can always do this without you. You two aren’t my only playthings, I don’t need your cock to plug that wet cunt. There are plenty of other options if you’re not up to it.”

(True; San had asked you to bring a few of your favourite vibrators, just so he’ll have his pick from your own personal collection, if the mood strikes him.)

“No, no fuck, wanna fuck her, wanna fuck you so bad,” Wooyoung babbles, nuzzling deeper into your shoulder.

You moan at his desperation, rolling your hips in an attempt to guide Wooyoung inside you. But the angle is awkward and Wooyoung struggles without use of his hands, his cock uselessly sliding against your sodden folds without finding entrance.

“Oh Wooyoungie,” San croons as he watches Wooyoung’s pitiful attempt at filling your cunt. He runs a hand through Wooyoung’s hair in a cruel imitation of comfort. “You poor clumsy thing, need some help with that?”

San does not wait for an answer; instead he taps your thigh, signalling you to lift your leg to give some space. Wooyoung hisses when San firmly grabs him by the base, and finally his cock sinks into your wet heat, stretching pliantly around him. You sigh blissfully at the easy, snug fit of Wooyoung inside your cunt; San’s fingers prepped you well.

“There, that’s better isn’t it?” San pushes your hips forward to press flush against Wooyoung’s, just for good measure. “Now… can you be good for me a little longer?”

He gives a loving squeeze to your ass, then gently cups Wooyoung’s cheek to lift his face up from your shoulder.

This time, the comforting touch is genuine. San knows he is asking a lot; especially from Wooyoung.

You feel on a cloud already and just hum at San in confirmation, ready to descend deeper into this foggy frame of mind. Your thoughts are slowly melting into a sweet syrupy goo, swirling with nothing but pleasure.

But Wooyoung whines, rocking into you unevenly. His eyebrow piercing glints in the dim lamplight as he wiggles, a hypnotising shine. Wooyoung barely seems aware of his movements, a glaze drawn across his eyes, his jaw slack. You can’t help a giggle from bubbling up at his desperation; there is just something so adorable about how badly he needs to cum, and how ineffective his attempts are at getting there.

San, however, is less amused.

“Woo,” he says, sharply smacking his ass to snap him out of it. “Can you be good, or do we leave it here with the rope? Can’t tie you up any further if you can’t behave.”

It sounds like a scolding, but you have been with San and Wooyoung for long enough to know better than that. You can see the intent hidden underneath; San’s honest question of whether he can safely continue with the bondage or has to stop, asked in the only way Wooyoung can hear him right now.

“Hm, y-yeah,” Wooyoung slurs, his hips going still. The sharp sting has cut through his desperation, clearing a path for just enough lucidity to answer. “’M good. Want it… wanna get tied up together even more…”

“Good. Then let’s go on.” San moves his hand to squeeze your hip. “Still with us, baby?”

“Not going anywhere,” you sigh, the warmth of San’s palm infusing a soft glow into your skin.

Wooyoung grins at you with heavy lidded eyes. “You better not,” he mumbles, giving you a pointed look. “You promised to stick around, right?”

“Woo, don’t tell me you’re still worried about that,” you giggle, feeling floaty from the way his cock is filling you up, from San’s warm hand running over your thigh.

“Right now? Not even a little bit,” Wooyoung says, leaving a light bite on your shoulder that he quickly soothes with a light dart of his tongue. “You’re not exactly a flight risk like this.”

“You know what? Fair point,” you manage to breathe out as Wooyoung starts on sucking and nibbling at your bottom lip, while San pecks your and Wooyoung’s cheeks before he picks up a new piece of rope.

Wooyoung only breaks away from your lips to give San feedback on rope tension, or to let you to do so. His newfound composure hangs on by a bare thread, cock twitching in your sensitive cunt at even the lightest shift. You moan into his mouth, the threads of your own composure fraying with every brush of Wooyoung’s tongue.

Thankfully, San only needs a few more simple but effective ties. He binds each one of your legs to one of Wooyoung’s, using a few lines of cord to wrap snugly around your thighs, calves and ankles, all laid carefully to avoid pinching any knees.

By the time he’s done, you are pressed together so tightly that Wooyoung couldn’t slip out of your cunt if he tried.

“There,” San says, looking over his work with a pleased, slightly smug curve to his lips. “Now you can cum.”

Wooyoung’s mouth latches onto your shoulder before you can even fully process San’s permission. You whimper at the bite of his teeth, the rough bucks of his hips, but the ropes dig into your skin, denying you any satisfying range of motion. Wooyoung’s frantic thrusts do nothing but jostle the both of you in place, making you groan in frustration.

You cast a desperate glance at San, but he is content to simply watch his helpless subs in a sweaty, gyrating tangle of limbs while he palms himself through his sweats, flushed tip peaking up above his waistband. The corner of San’s lip twitches when he catches your eyes, but perhaps you overestimated his softness for you; San is utterly unswayed by the silent plea in your teary eyes, only stroking himself a little quicker as he enjoys the show.

“W-Woo, a little slo— Wait, I can’t— I can’t cum—” you whimper, but all restraint is lost to Wooyoung. He groans against your neck and tries to slow down, turn the roll of his hips into something more purposeful, but you can’t find friction, can’t find the right angle, no matter how much you shift and wriggle against him.

It feels good, being filled up by Wooyoung’s cock; but he can barely move, never hitting that toe-curling spot inside you, giving your clit little more than an awkward grind. Faint sparks prickle across your skin and through your cunt, only a weak echo of your earlier build towards orgasm. San had cruelly denied you release then, but now an ominous feeling sits in your stomach; that you and Wooyoung could lay here struggling for hours to no avail, never finding release no matter how you try.

Your head is still fuzzy with submission, but despair creeps into the sweet surrender to your restraints.

“Sannie…” you whine, pouting at how he continues to touch only himself. His sweats are pulled down low on his hips, allowing him to lazily fist the head of his cock, thumbing at the precum that oozes from the slit. “Please, San…”

It’s a pitiful attempt at appealing to San’s softer side and you both know it. He gives you a crooked grin, his hand coming to a slow stop. “What’s wrong, baby? Didn’t I say you’re allowed to cum now? Go for it.”

Wooyoung groans in shared frustration, panting hard into your shoulder, littered with his bites. Again you wiggle and try to find that angle, whining with the knowledge it’s no use.

“P-please, Sannie, need your help…”

San’s cocky facial expression shifts to fake sympathy, his lips set in a mocking pout. “Aw poor thing, Wooyoungie can’t get you off by himself?”

Wooyoung starts to grunt in protest, but you shake your head. “N-no but, hmm, I— I can’t get him off either.”

San’s eyes widen in surprise, the mocking sympathy knocked right off his face. (There is that soft spot.) “Shit, baby…” he murmurs, shifting in closer to run a soothing hand over your arm. His fingers leave a glistening trail of precum. “Not even thinking about yourself?”

“Wanna make him feel good too,” you whine and clench around Wooyoung’s cock, drawing a rough moan from him; but doubtlessly he is in the exact same predicament as you, unable to cum from just this.

“Hm, you know what I think?” San says, with an affectionate smile that crinkles his eyes. “Think that deserves a reward. Let me see if I can help where Wooyoung can’t.”

Wooyoung twists against the ropes, his breathing laboured. “H-hey,” he gasps, “what about me?”

“Hm? What about you, Woo?” San says, like he’s just making casual conversation. He kicks off his sweats and makes himself comfortable on the bed behind you, pressing a few kisses on the shiny trail he left on your arm. “You got that juicy cunt keeping you warm, don’t you? That not enough for you?”

“Hngh,” Wooyoung groans out, though you suspect he has a whole lot more to say. But instead he goes in for a rough kiss, tongue delving past your lips with a frustrated vigour, like he’s trying to use your mouth to keep his own shut.

San makes a soft noise of approval. “That’s better,” he says, patting Wooyoung’s thigh. “Appreciate what you’re given, hm?”

He slides his hand down, just barely fitting between your and Wooyoung’s squirming bodies. His palm runs over the junction of your thigh and hip, until his fingertips brush against your clit and press down. You keen at the added stimulation, body instinctively trying to convulse; but between San and Wooyoung, one pressed against your back, the other tied up in tight embrace, you can barely move an inch, completely pinned between them.

The angle is still awkward, but San rubs sparks into your clit all the same. Wooyoung groans as you clench around him, his roving mouth chasing after your every single gasp and whine. San keeps up his steady pace, grinding into your ass with low breaths. He slowly kisses his way up your neck, your jawline, then props himself up on his elbow and leans over to brush his lips against yours, introducing his own tongue to the sloppy tangle of you and Wooyoung.

Your head is spinning, lost in the heady, uncoordinated mess of hungry lips. You shudder at the glide of their tongues against yours, jaw slackening to grant them easier access, a mingle of your saliva and theirs spilling onto your chin.

Again, Wooyoung tries to rut into you — and it causes San’s fingers shift slightly, right into a spot that cuts sharply through the dizzying heat of their mouths. It happens fast, so fast you barely see it coming despite the long-build up, and suddenly your entire body stiffens up as your muscles pull taut, cumming on San’s fingers with a choked up cry.

San breaks away from the kiss, murmuring gentle praises as he roughly keeps at your clit, wresting every ounce of pleasure that he can from you. You clamp around Wooyoung’s cock, twitching with every aftershock, your slick smeared against his pelvis and San’s fingers. Wooyoung gasps for harsh breaths, his eyes squeezing shut when it becomes too much.

An unintelligible string of curses falls past his lips as his hips stutter and his hot seed spills inside you. You moan contently at the feeling, sagging in relief when San’s hand finally stills, letting you come down from your release.

San blinks at Wooyoung in surprise as he processes what just happened. “Woo, did you just—?”

For a split second, San’s face brightens up with genuine delight — but quickly the mask slips back into place. He chuckles in amused derision and pulls his hand away from your cunt, up to pat Wooyoung’s cheek with slicked-up fingers, spreading your mess on his face.

“Couldn’t even wait your turn, huh? That desperate for it.” San turns to you next, swiping his thumb across your bottom lip. “Look at him, baby, that sweet pussy is just too much for him to handle. Such a perfect, well-behaved cocksleeve you are for us, and it’s wasted on that brat. What are we supposed to do now? His dick must be going soft and I haven’t even started to fuck you.”

San rolls his hips, pushing his hard cock against your ass.

“K-keep going,” Wooyoung rasps, his chest heaving with strenuous breaths. (He is softening inside you, but unable to pull out.) “I can— I can take it.”

His words are shaky but filled with resolve, and San looks him over with a pleased smile.

“Hm. What a well-behaved toy you suddenly are,” he hums. “The brat got what he wanted so now he’s willing to play along? Alright, then we’ll play.” San’s voice is sweet — yet you can’t shake the feeling there is a warning hidden underneath.

Wooyoung seems to sense it as well, wiggling against you. “Please, please San, I’ll behave,” he says in a low whine. “Ju— just couldn’t help it, felt so good, she’s so good…”

“I know, I know…” San soothes him, running his sticky fingers through Wooyoung’s hair. “Poor Wooyoungie, you just wanted to cum, right?” he says, his sympathy towards Wooyoung carrying the same edge of mockery as it had for you.

“Y-yeah,” Wooyoung sniffs, but there is a hesitation in his answer, like he’s trying to figure out if there’s a trap hidden inside the question.

San chuckles. “That’s what I thought,” he says, then turns to you again. “What do you say, baby? Can you relax that tight cunt and give him a break while I prep your pretty, plump ass?”

You nod, taking a few deep breaths — but relaxing is a challenge when San’s palm slides over the curve of your rear. He groans lowly at the feel of you, letting his fingers dig hard into the soft meat.

“Fuck, I don’t take advantage of this ass nearly enough,” San rasps, giving another roll of his hips. “Gotta take it slow but damn, it’s been a while… Don’t know if I can hold back once I’m fucking that tight hole…”

You moan weakly, trying to push back into him, but San lets out another groan and holds you in place.

“Can’t rush this, baby, gotta loosen you up for me first.” He nips at your ear, breath hot on your skin, then goes to reach for a small bottle of lube. “Don’t worry, gonna make you feel so good taking my cock, taking our cocks. Can’t believe it took us this long to do this, finally stuffing our sweet cockslut just the way she needs… Just wait a little longer, alright?”

“Want you, Sannie…” You tilt your head to glance back at him, and San can’t help a fond smile at the needy look in your eyes.

“Yeah, I know you do,” he says quietly, unable to fight back the dimples poking into his cheeks. The earnestness in his voice catches you off-guard. “But that’s not enough, is it? You want Wooyoungie too, greedy thing.”

Huh.

Despite having personally provided some evidence to the contrary, you are not an idiot; you understand fully well what San is getting at.

He is just tugging lightly the seams of your still ambiguous relationship, playfully testing its strength, baiting you to reassure Wooyoung. San probably thinks he’s being subtle about it too, hiding the bait in his dirty ramblings. It’d be fucking adorable if he hadn’t just spread your asscheeks, a lubed-up finger teasingly circling around the tight muscle of your rim.

You try not to get distracted by San’s actions and focus on his question instead. You look back at Wooyoung, his hair matted with sweat and a faint glimmer of tears in his eyes. His cock is still nested deep inside your cunt, sensitive and twitching.

“So much… Want you so much…” you sigh, closing the tiny space between you and Wooyoung to press your forehead against his. “Feels so good, filling me up so good…”

Wooyoung shudders at the praise with a tight groan, and his nose clumsily bumps into yours as he finds the angle for a kiss. It’s slower than before, sluggish in the aftermath of your orgasms, but still intense, especially when San pushes his finger inside and sets an unhurried pace.

You whimper into Wooyoung’s mouth, gasping for breath when he breaks away to put his mouth on your neck instead, languidly sucking the sweat off your feverish skin. “Shit, Wooyoung…” you whine at a graze of teeth, involuntarily clenching around him.

He’s getting hard again, his ridiculously fast recovery time never ceasing to amaze you, slowly rocking into you with the limited movement allowed to him. Meanwhile, San picks up his speed when he feels you relax, going pliant as he stretches you out.

“More?” he asks, lips brushing against your ear.

“Hm, yeah…” you mumble, surprised San even bothered to ask — and even more surprised when his finger slips out. “Wha—?”

You turn your head back to look at him, and blink when San holds up one of your vibrators; long, sleek and tapered at the base, with a nice range of intensity settings. Slim, but definitely thicker than just one of San’s fingers.

“You— you’re not gonna?” You frown at San; not opposed but… confused. The drawn-out, slowly building intensity of the scene is definitely getting to you. It’s like you’re wading through a thick fog, only a few strings of nebulous thoughts crystallising into words. It’s a great toy, one that has done you great service in the past, but… But what about his cock?

The thought slips out of your mouth before it can consult your brain on the matter. Immediately, San bursts out in a short laugh, and even Wooyoung’s shoulders shake, his giggled cackle muffled by your neck.

“That’s my eager little cockslut right there,” San grins. “Knows exactly what she wants. Don’t worry, baby, we’ll get there soon. Just want to ease you into it, remember?”

‘Ease’?

A faint flash of scepticism briefly crosses your cloudy mind; a vague nagging there might be some inherent contradiction between ‘ease’ and ‘vibrator’ — and San seems to be in a bit of a mood today. But the thought fails to catch hold, and you nod your assent.

Pleased, San lightly kisses your cheek, and you wiggle impatiently at the squelch of more lube. All this business about your toy is getting Wooyoung is impatient too, restless from what he clearly perceives as an unnecessary delay. He expresses his discontent with bitey kisses, tugging your bottom lip between his teeth.

Wooyoung sucks in a sharp breath when you squeeze around him, an involuntary response to San carefully pushing the vibrator into your hole, still turned off for now. You hiss at the increased stretch, but San starts off with a few shallow thrusts, easing you into it just like he promised. Gradually he takes the vibrator further, until he finally pushes it in completely and leaves it there, nested deep inside you.

Wooyoung suddenly goes very quiet, freezing into the kiss. “San…” he breaths shallowy; is it a plea? A warning? You can’t tell at all, sunk too deeply into your daze to read his tone.

But San is wilfully deaf to whatever Wooyoung is trying to communicate, keeping his focus on you instead. “Gonna turn it on now, alright baby?”

The toy whirrs to life, a pleasant hum against your tense muscles — and only separated from Wooyoung’s sensitive, half-hard cock by the thin barrier of your inner walls.

Wooyoung reacts at once, jerking violently against the ropes as the vibrations send brutal jolts of pleasure through his body. He lets out a strangled cry that borders on anguished, fresh tears springing in his eyes. Jostled by his writhing, you moan as your clit drags against his cock.

“S-San—” Wooyoung tries again, desperately. “Fuck, I— I don’t—”

From the corner of your eyes, you can just barely see how San’s lips curve into an aloof smile. “What’s wrong, Wooyoungie? You said you wanted to cum, didn’t you?”

Wooyoung groans, eyes rolling into the back of his head. He grinds out a swear through gritted teeth, his hips bucking uselessly against the ropes, giving him no escape.

San slowly tilts his head, raising an eyebrow. “Changed your mind? You can stop this any time, remember.”

“Ngh, ah, I—” Wooyoung hisses tightly, and his eyes snap up to meet San’s. A volatile heat burns behind them, a thick tear trickling down his flushed skin. He looks a mess, but still Wooyoung stubbornly shakes his head, like it’s below his pride to cave in now. “T-told you before, right? Keep going.”

San holds his gaze for a long moment, but then he nods; trusting Wooyoung’s judgement.

“Fuck,” San swears lowly. “Could put you through anything and you’d just take it for me, wouldn’t you, Woo? Just wanna cum over and over again, what’s it gonna take to wear out a greedy slut like you?”

He takes the vibrator up a notch and the increased intensity hits you hard, your body trying to bow in on itself as you gasp and tremble, a sharpness coiling between your thighs. You’re clenching down on Wooyoung hard, and you whimper when San suddenly licks a broad stripe up your neck, wet tongue dragging heavily against your skin.

“Gonna need you to help me to ruin this one here, baby,” San murmurs, his voice gravelly. “Think you can do that?”

You shudder as his tongue flickers against your ear; but looking at Wooyoung, it honestly doesn’t seem like San needs your help. Wooyoung looks plenty ruined already; his eyes squeezed shut, face contorted in agonising pleasure. More tears escape his lashes, trailing down his temple into the sheets. Still… it’s a request you’d hardly refuse.

“Y-yeah, yeah I can help,” you say, hoping it’s true. You’re pretty far gone yourself; pressure is building rapidly from the toy’s persistent buzzing. The base of Wooyoung’s cock presses against your clit, indirect vibrations pulsing through the swollen nub. Even if Wooyoung does not cum soon, you will.

“That’s my girl,” San hums, and leans over again to capture you in a short, searing kiss. You moan in surprise, your sluggish body too slow to respond before his lips are gone again. “Then… how about you suck some pretty bruises into that pretty neck for me? Remind him he belongs to us.”

“‘Us’?”

You blink, your mind as sluggish as your body. Sunken too deep into a submissive state to process the concept of someone belonging to you.

“He is our Wooyoungie, isn’t he?” San says, smiling down at you. “Just like you’re our sweet girl.”

“A-and you?”

For a moment, San goes quiet. He nods slowly, eyes intent as he looks from you to Wooyoung.

“Yeah,” he says softly, “I’m your Sannie.”

The moment is so gentle, you would almost forget that San has the two of you tied up in rope, subjecting you to the vibrator with no escape.

San’s soft gaze lingers a little longer, until he seems to remember the truth of the situation himself and snaps out of it with an abashed chuckle. He recovers with a quick wink, his smile gaining a toothy edge. “Now, take care of Wooyoung for me, will you?”

Wooyoung’s breath gets even more pitchy, his eyes fluttering open. They shimmer with tears, pleading at you. “Please…”

Shakily, you let your head fall forward into the crook of Wooyoung’s neck, wired so tight that you can do little more than press open-mouthed kisses on his skin, tasting the thin sheen of sweat gathered there. He whimpers, shuddering under your mouth, and slowly you relax into him, lapping at him with growing enthusiasm as you get used to the vibration’s intensity.

San flicks the toy to a higher level.

“Fuck—!”

Wooyoung snaps, his back arching sharply. Your body bows forward with him, teeth sinking into his shoulder as you spasm around his cock. With calm, amused interest, San watches the outcome of his actions, how you and Wooyoung twist and convulse, ropes digging into your skin as you squirm.

He chuckles at the ruined mess before him, and decides to just leave the vibrator buried inside you to free up his hand. San roughly grabs at your ass, plying your neck with kisses. You’re panting, sweat beading on your forehead as hazy overstimulation takes control, burning through your nerve endings and fogging up your mind.

Wooyoung’s cock is hard and throbbing in your twitching cunt, his moans high and whiny right by your ear. You can feel yourself melting away into his desperation, like you are nothing but a conduit for San to mercilessly drive Wooyoung to the edge again. San keeps you grounded but only barely, his lips sweet against your shoulder while he kneads harshly at your asscheek, like he means for his fingers to leave a permanent indentation into the thick meat.

The vibrations turn up again.

Your orgasm hits you before you even realise what is happening, tearing through you like lightning. Heat pulses through your abdomen and static fills your ears. You barely even register Wooyoung’s pathetic mewl as he cums, or how some of his seed trickles past his trapped cock, mingling with the fresh gush of arousal from your fluttering cunt.

San turns the vibrator off when Wooyoung lets out a broken sob, and his trembling body sags against yours with a loud groan as the buzzing finally stops. You draw breath in sharp gasps, still coming down from the aftershocks while San runs a soothing hand over your arm and asks how you’re feeling. You moan tiredly, turning your head to try and find him in a kiss. He indulges, briefly but sweet.

“Such a good girl, fucking amazing. Doing so well for me,” San murmurs against your lips, a strain to his voice. Then his eyes flicker to Wooyoung, and San gently cradles his head to lift him up from your shoulder. “Woo, are you alright?”

Wooyoung groans, limply going along with San’s hold on him. “Give— give me a minute,” he says hoarsely. “Just… give me a minute. I—”

San gently shushes Wooyoung, bringing him in for a kiss. “Fuck, you really just take it all, no matter what I put you through, don’t you?” San says, but there is not a trace of derision this time, only full-blown awe and adoration. “Relax, Woo, there’s no rush.”

Wooyoung sighs at the reprieve, then glances at you with a fatigued grin.

“He sure takes it real damn serious when we ask him to push us, huh? What a fiend.” Wooyoung’s tone leaves no mistake it’s intended as the highest of praise.

“That’s our Sannie, alright,” you giggle, and peck the tip of San’s nose. “Personal demon at our beck-and-call.”

An adorable rose blush dusts across San’s cheekbones. “Okay, that’s enough out of you two,” he admonishes almost bashfully, leaning over you to kiss Wooyoung again.

As San shifts, you can feel his hard cock against the small of your back, the tip smearing precum on your skin. San might’ve said there is no rush — but his dick clearly has a different opinion on the matter. Still, he does not hurry anything, lazily kissing Wooyoung until he switches back to you. He stays like that for a while, caressing one with soothing touches while he kisses the other.

It does not take long before you start to fidget again; impatience roused by the combination of San’s gentle stimulation while the toy and Wooyoung’s dick are still inside you. Your hips start to move in time with San’s fingers brushing across your thigh, unable to suppress your body’s urges like he is.

Wooyoung moans at your slight rocking, responding in kind. You can only image how sore he is, but his dick still twitches back to life.

“Oh? Everyone’s ready to go again?” San asks with a fond chuckle, and he reaches for the lube again when you and Wooyoung confirm with an emphatic yes.

You hiss as San slides out the vibrator, trying not to stiffen up at the prospect of finally having his cock fill your tight hole. It won’t be your first time taking San like this — but it is your first time while Wooyoung is already stuffed in your cunt.

San notices the way you tense, giving you a few passes with two freshly lubed-up fingers first. “Relax, baby, relax,” he murmurs. “You trust me?”

“Y-yeah, yeah I do.” Your voice is shaky, but resolved. You want this too much to back out now, eager to have your fantasy fulfilled at last. So you take deep breaths, tension seeping out of your body with every exhale.

You whine when San’s fingers disappear, replaced by his slick cockhead pressed against your rim. For a moment he just waits there, his hand resting on your ass and uneven breaths falling on your neck — just long enough to make you shudder in anticipation, until San pushes forward with a shallow thrust, breaching your walls.

Instantly the stretch threatens to overwhelm you, your nails digging into Wooyoung’s back as you let out a strangled whimper. “Sh-shit, San—” you gasp as he gradually presses deeper. “It’s— hmgh, ah— So tight—”

San slowly rocks into you, his lips catching a lone tear on your cheek. You can’t remember it falling. “Stay with me, baby, you can do this” he soothes, squeezing firmly at your ass when you whine in response. “You can do this. Who knows your body best, hm? Who knows what you can take?”

“Y-you do,” you pant. “It’s you, Sannie.”

“That’s right,” San says, his voice raspy but warm, “and I know you can take me, baby. A pretty cocksleeve like you can handle the both of us just fine.”

“Fuck, San,” Wooyoung groans, his head falling back. “I can fucking feel you, feels so good…”

“Getting hard again already, Woo?” He chuckles when Wooyoung whines in confirmation. “Then help our good girl out, alright? Distract her for me until that tight hole is ready to get fucked fast and hard by my cock, just how she deserves.”

Wooyoung nods eagerly and leans in to kiss you, but you shake your head. Just a simple kiss won’t be enough to distract you, not with your body straining to accommodate San’s thick length as well. “N-no,” you moan, tongue-tied from the overwhelming pressure in your lower abdomen. “No, n-need you to bite me, please.”

He sucks in a sharp breath, eyes gleaming darkly. “Fuck, baby, since you asked so nicely…”

Without hesitation, Wooyoung bites down on the top of your shoulder, getting a solid mouthful of muscle. He suckles and gnaws at the skin, surprisingly gentle at first, but he slowly clamps down as you whine at the sharp pressure. Pain blooms beautifully under his teeth, perfectly masking the discomfort elsewhere by demanding your full attention.

Wooyoung groans as your cunt reflexively tightens around him, his jaw twitching. He stays on you for a while, but then breaks away with a whine, leaving an indentation that you just know is going to bruise like a fucker.

You don’t know if the release is a relief or a loss, but it got the job done; the slide of San’s cock has gotten much easier without you even realising. The feel of them both still borders on overwhelming, but it feels good, so good, stuffed so full that it’s like your mind is getting pushed out of your body, drifting hazily between them. Wooyoung laps sweetly at your shoulder and San joins him, angling his head so their lips can meet against your marred skin.

San’s self-control is fraying at the edges, the smooth roll of his hips becoming rougher by the second. You let your head fall back against his chest, moaning in encouragement.

“Please, San, please,” you whimper, unable to keep still. Awkwardly you rut against him and Wooyoung, using every inch of your limited movement to try and fuck yourself on their cocks.

Wooyoung shudders with a loud moan, twisting against the rope to match your rhythm. He is unravelling quickly, while San holds himself together just long enough to give himself a fresh coat of lube. He ignores the combined protests of you and Wooyoung when he pulls out almost completely — protests that are silenced when he slams back in.

The hard snap of San’s hips jostles you forward, almost knocking your chin into Wooyoung’s. San buries himself with a low groan, and sets a punishing pace as he humps against your ass. His energy is frenetic, agitated, like he’s the one now frustrated by how tightly bound you and Wooyoung are, the position limiting the force of his thrusts.

You manage to turn your head just enough to see the wild look in his eyes, teeth gritted and sweat on his brow. Both of his hands grab at your ass now, spreading your cheeks and pushing at you like he wants to push you on top of Wooyoung, his mind gone haywire from the mindless need to fuck into you at full strength.

Wooyoung is fully gone at this point, whiny “ah”s falling past his lips; drunk on how he can feel the outline of San’s dick against his own, through your throbbing walls. He doesn’t even try to move anymore, at the mercy of San’s ruthless pace. Arousal leaks freely from your wet heat, so slippery around Wooyoung’s cock that you’re sure San would be pushing him out your soaked cunt if the ropes didn’t keep you forced together.

The pressure against your g-spot is immense, and you’re so wound so tight that a flare shoots through your spin with every awkward brush of Wooyoung’s cock against your clit.

It’s all too much, the decadent onslaught of sensations that comes with taking San and Wooyoung at once, something coiling deep inside your stomach. You try to warn them, but only a silent, choked up sob escapes your throat when you topple over, writhing wantonly between their heated, sweaty bodies as you cum with sharp jolts, clear fluid spewing from your fluttering cunt as you squirt on Wooyoung’s sore cock.

Wooyoung mewls and spasms as your cunt constricts around him, but somehow it’s not enough to push him over the edge — or perhaps it is too much, too overstimulated to find release. “Oh fuck, fuck,” he babbles, cursing under his breath as San fucks you through your orgasm, wresting as many pulsing aftershocks from your spent body as he can.

“There you go, good girl,” San rasps in your ear. “Give it all to us, every fucking drop.”

He tries to be gentler as your orgasm subsides, knowing you and Wooyoung must be at your limits, but his self-control hangs on by a frail tether. He grinds against your ass, murmuring sweet praises and even sweeter whines as he chases release. San noses at the column of your neck, and you surprise him with a sloppy kiss, sucking at his tongue until finally he gasps and shudders, spilling deep inside you. A few more thrusts, then he stills with a low groan.

San breaths hard, giving himself a moment to come down before he pulls out, his seed leaking out of your stretched hole. He makes a faint noise of disapproval, gently rubbing a finger around your rim and pushing his cum back inside you, almost absent-mindedly.

You moan weakly, the finger helping you to adjust to the absence of San’s cock, but Wooyoung is still hard inside you.

Wooyoung whimpers quietly, drawing hitched, snivelling breaths. “S-Sannie…” he begs, pushed to the very edges of what he can take. “Please, I gotta… gotta…”

San’s eyes widen with a start. “Shit, Woo, you didn’t—? Fuck.”

Immediately San comes into motion, his finger leaving your sensitive hole. He expertly loosens up the ropes that bind your thighs together, letting the tension fall away and allowing Wooyoung to slip out, cum now also dribbling from your sopping cunt.

With utmost care, San gently palms at Wooyoung’s aching cock, carefully jerking him off. “There, that’s better isn’t it?” San says, the words wrapped in tenderness. “You can cum now, Wooyoungie, fuck, you deserve it after all that. You can let go now.”

You watch, enraptured by the slow shift from agony to bliss on Wooyoung’s face. He bites his lip, cheeks shiny with tears and sweat as San brings him to one last high, trembling with every pass of San’s hand until he spills on San’s fingers and your stomach, nothing but translucent fluids at this point.

From there on out, San engulfs you and Wooyoung in the softest of aftercare.

He undoes the ropes with his usual practised swiftness, then thoroughly checks your bodies for abrasions. There are a few spots of light rope burn; nothing severe, but San still smears a soothing salve over any patches of even slightly chafed skin. There are some drinks and snacks at the ready, and you are just sipping on some water when San takes a washcloth to the crusted remains of cum on your thighs — but you ask him to leave it for a little longer, and relish the faint blush that blooms across his cheeks at the request.

“Dirty,” Wooyoung grins at you, and neither of you miss the way San has to take a grounding breath.

“Yeah,” you grin back at him. “Maybe we could take a shower later, get all of that taken care of,” you say, nudging your head meaningfully towards San. “…Once my legs don’t feel like rubber anymore.”

San’s cheeks burn even hotter, and he shoots you and Wooyoung a vaguely cautious look — but he has no reason to be wary, not tonight.

Once everyone is steady enough on their feet, the three of you somehow manage to (not quite) fit behind the shower curtain. It’s not an easy feat to get clean in the crowded space, but it is easy for you and Wooyoung to tiredly lavish San with some well-earned attention. Sluggish hands run across the soap-sudded expanse of his soft skin and firm muscles, languidly jerking him off as he whines and sighs between you.

Safe to say, everyone is fully satisfied by the time that the three of you are settled on the couch in San’s living room.

Wooyoung has wiggled himself in the middle, so you’ve curled up against him. You’re still pretty damn sore; maybe you pushed it too much with the shower, but damn if it isn’t worth the tired, pleased smile on San’s face. He has an arm slung around Wooyoung, his hand resting on your shoulder, carefully avoiding the indentations that Wooyoung’s teeth left on your skin.

You’re bundled up in comfy clothes and a cosy blanket, with leftover pizza in front of you and some old Pucca cartoon playing on the TV. Nobody is really watching, just background noise while you chat quietly, re-balancing your emotional equilibrium after what easily is one of the more intense scenes you’ve done with San and Wooyoung.

“Still can’t believe I forgot to take a picture,” San pouts, shaking his head in disbelief. “You looked so hot tied up together like that.”

“We could just do it again, you know,” Wooyoung says. He stretches out his arms with a big yawn, then resettles by lying down across you and San, his head in your lap as he grins up at San. “And then you could fuck me next time around.”

The thought mulls slowly in your exhausted head, but it does ping a definite interest. To watch and feel how San rails a helpless Wooyoung into oblivion, fucking Wooyoung’s cock into you with every thrust? Yeah. Yeah, you’re pretty on board with that idea.

“I could be persuaded,” you say coyly, playing with the damp strands of Wooyoung’s hair. “Just give me like, I don’t know, a month to recuperate first.”

San chuckles self-consciously, but there’s a little gleam in his eyes that tells you he’s pretty damn pleased with himself too.

“Sure, we can let you take it easy for a while,” San teases, but then he sighs, a wistful look in his eyes. “Just too bad I can’t fuck you both at once. Only thing that could’ve made tonight even better.”

“I mean, I feel like there’s options for that,” Wooyoung says, tapping his bottom lip. “Take turns or something, and there’s plenty of toys to play with.”

“Yeah, maybe we can get San one of those clone-a-willy kits,” you suggest casually.

“Clone a what now??” San chokes on a cough, his eyes widened in shock as his face goes bright red again.

“Good thinking! We can add a fourth to the mix, strap San’s dick-clone on them, problem solved.”

“You’re a problem,” San says, pouting at you and Wooyoung. “You guys are missing the point, then it wouldn’t be me—”

“Okay, so we find a Choi San lookalike to impersonate you,” you shrug. “Problem solved now?”

San groans, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Seriously? Can someone please remind me why I put up with you two?”

You giggle at his exasperation. “Because you’re our Sannie, remember? You promised me.” You do reach up to gently squeeze his wrist, his warm hand still resting on your shoulder.

“Yeah, I am,” San says with a long-suffering sigh. “Guess I’m stuck with you.”

But his actions belie his words as he rubs your shoulder affectionately and pulls Wooyoung closer into his lap. Wooyoung winks up at you, and you grin back, shuffling a little closer so you can lean against San.

The three of you recover from the scene in the emotional safety of each others’ company, finding yourselves bound together all the more closely for it; even after the ropes have come off.

[kn1feinthec0ffee]

the doctor is in - henry pearl

doctor!dad!henry pearl x reader

warnings: lit rally nothing this is the usual heaping serving of fluff & cuteness 🥰

word count: 650

notes: ohmygod this is a mess sorry i was really busy and today is just not it for me so this is what you’re getting bc i didn’t want it to be 3 weeks since i’ve posted something

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you woke up to a hardly noticeable tug on your sleeve. as you lazily blinked your eyes open, you saw the silhouette of your son, michael.

“what’s up, hon?” you slurred, rubbing the sleep from your tired eyes.

“i think i’m gonna throw up,” he murmured, clutching his stomach before he ran to the bathroom. from what you could hear, he barely had enough time to flick on the light and lift the toilet seat before he got sick.

“aww, poor thing,” you mumbled to yourself. you sat on the cold floor next to him and ran a soothing hand along his clammy back. “i’m sure daddy can help you feel better, sweetheart.”

as if that was his cue, henry sleepily stumbled into the bathroom, his emerald eyes squinting as they adjusted to the bright lights. “oh no, someone’s not feelin’ good?”

“my tummy hurt when i went to bed and i couldn’t go to sleep, so i was playing with my toys, but then i felt really bad.” michael sniffled, wiping his tears with his balled up fists.

“that’s alright bud, i promise you’ll be feelin’ better soon. you’ve just got a nasty stomach bug, that’s all.” henry playfully ruffled his hair.

once it was clear your son wasn’t going to be sick again, henry lifted him up, holding him close against his hip as he took him into the kitchen. much to your confusion, henry left michael sitting on the countertop, only to come back a moment later decked out in a white coat with a stethoscope hanging around his neck.

“doctor pearl is in,” he cooed lovingly, gathering the “supplies” he’d need. “now, when you have a stomach bug, your tummy’s jumpin’ and hoppin’ around, and i’m willing to bed that doesn’t feel so good. so for it to calm down, you wanna eat some boring stuff, how does that sound?”

michael nodded and swung his legs off the edge of the island. you and henry busied yourselves making some bland foods for your soon to eat, including soup, toast, and a glass of water.

your son sat quietly as he slurped on the chicken noodle soup and crunched on some toast. his lack of chatter saddened you since he was usually so talkative.

“daddy, can i watch something?” michael asked softly, reaching up to place his dishes in the sink.

“of course you can, bud,” henry quickly scooped the bowl out of his hands for him. “let’s go put somethin’ on.”

the three of you made your way to the sofa as henry flicked the tv on. your son laid his head in your lap and made himself comfortable as your husband searched for the kids channels. michael decided on spongebob, letting out little giggles every time mr krabs would catch plankton trying to steal the krabby patty formula.

after a few episodes, he was out cold, snoozing softly against your lap, fabric bunched up in his tight fist. you turned to look at henry, not surprised to find he was already looking over at you. “thanks for doing the whole doctor shtick, i think he really got a kick out of it.”

a look of confusion passed through his eyes as he mischievously cocked his head to the side. “shtick? excuse you, i’m a certified pediatrician, and i’ve got the doctorates to prove it, missy.”

“you’re absolutely right,” you laughed, careful to keep your volume down lest you wake up your sleeping angel. “my sincerest apologies, doctor pearl.”

“you know i’d do anything for him,” henry rubbed his hand over his sleeping son’s warm back. “and that goes for you too, and don’t you forget it.”

“never ever, doctor pearl.” you accentuated your claim with a kiss to his perfect button nose. “now help me get this patient to his ward before he wakes up.”

“sure thing, sweetheart.” henry grinned, complete adoration in his gaze.

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please forgive me if this is short or if there’s any errors i wanted to get something out today sO BAD so this might be a little rushed

tags: @emmyrosee @babyboy-cody @jadelynlace @skrsgardspam @stevesharrlngtons @manicpixiedreamguurl

[narcosmx]

make up sex with benjamin arellano-felix woud include...

author's note: oh it's the dad shorts for me. this was an old request i started while i was waiting for new ones but lets fuckin do it

so i really imagine benjamin doing literally everything and anything to avoid fighting with you

you're the only sense of calm and stability in his fucking life plus you suck his dick this man is not stupid he's going to keep you happy

b ut especially the 3rd season you see benjmain under a fuck ton of stress

so that chips away at his patience all of which he reserves for you

and i just okay he's having one of his crazy fucking days; things are going wrong, more and more money needs to be spent, ramon probably fucked something up, the sinaloenses are simply existing within a 300 mile radius of him, barron is drinkng water on company time lol

so he's in the house, just silently stewing in his big chair lol and that's when you come in

i'm imagining you coming back from shopping; it can be clothes shopping and you're excited to show him what you got him or like grocery shopping and chirping about what you're making for dinner or like showing him that mangos are back in season and you picked him up some because you know how much he loves it

you just filling the house with your happy voice and benjamin just snaps

it's not a big show like ramon would do, but that may make it sting even more

"shingado , puedo tener un segundo de silencio en mi propia puta casa"

and see now this could go one of two ways and it depends on the kind of person you are

there could be an immediate flight/freeze reaction right, shutting up automatically, benjamin turning around to look at you and being like F U C K

you just shaking your head, leaving the shit on the table and being like "sabes que, 'sta bien. puedes tener todo el silencio que quieres mi amor" and you just fucking turn on your heel and leave whether it be because you don't want to deal with him right now or because you know that he needs space and to stew in his guilt

or it can go into straight up fight more right like " a mi no se habla asi, no soy uno de tus pinche brutos en nuestra casa me vas a respetar hijo de la chingada"

i'm literally shouting could you imagine and benjamin is standing up and you fucking square his ass up, standing these with crossed arms like who the actUAL FUCK do you think you're talking to

could you imagine fucking storming off and telling enedina about what the fuck he just said

the absolute hell fire that he would have to pay when dina chews his fucking ass out for this. could you imagine

"ahora si lo cagaste, pendejo. y quien te crees hablandole asi a tu mujer... "

anyways whatever you choose i see you fucking leaving the situation whether it be cussing or icing him out

you coming back i can just imagine you fuming being ready to be like bitch get the fuck out of here you're not pushing me out of my house

and you coming back and benjamin is pacing back and forth in the living room wringing his hands together

"mi vida... mi vida perdoname" i just benjamin a little glossy eyes, hesitant to touch you without permission

i'm just this bitch is ready to get on his knees and shamelessly beg you to forgive him

you offering your hand to him cautiously and he's automatically taking it and kissing your hand

"you are my entire life, mi amor" meekly trying to pull you closer "im sorry that i lost sight of that today" whispering

i just "s h ow me how sorry you are" a H H H

him being a little confused at first an d you just doubling down i'm dead "if you're so sorry then show me, que soy la reina"

i just benjamin is so slow in processing this, he's like do i need to give you money???? what do you want....

and then he's like oHhHHHH

and you're like yeah dipshit

i just i'm RUSTY OKAY LET'S GET BACK IN THIS NSFW MODE

okay idek how to start this but i have this image of like benjamin eating you out and he's coming up looking at you with these puppy eyes and gonna say something

an d you just shove his head back down i mean gently but you're pushing him back down against you

FUCKER not even fighting, gets even more into it because he knows you don't want to hear him blubber about how sorry or how much he loves you

and this bitch aint no quitter, i think benjamin goes for a lot more of the sucking, vibrations, suckling, light biting as opposed to like straight licking or tongue fucking (feel like that's more mon's thing you know"

this man will not be satisfied until you've cum at least i'm going to say 2-3 times i mean

i'm just imagining him cleaning you up completely each time, kissing along your thighs while you catch your breath...

min likes leaving marks only he will be able to see, so inside of thigh bite marks are chefs kisses

won't even think about getting on top of you until you're like pulling him on to you

and as i've always said, benjamin has studied your body... he knows exactly how you like his strokes, exactly how you like the way he sucks on your nipple or like the way he grips onto your hips when he's hitting the spot

i just he's nt satisfied until your eyes are rolling into the back of your head

i just when benjamin has sex i swear the last thing he worries about is getting himself off

he knows the second he lets himself focus on how good you feel around him he's going to finish

i just benjamin is not satisfied until you're literally a shaking mess and he gets to lay next to you and hold you and sh sh sh you as he pets your hair

nuzzling into his chest and i just "mm si me das asi de duro mañana, i´ll think about forgiving you

i just exasperated laugh benjamin :(

[dakotafinely]

heyyy !! i saw ur reqs were open and im literally about to binge everything youve written- and i hope whatever happened you’re okay now !!

im so sorry if you dont take x readers but may i request the rise turtles (separately ofc) with a reader who says the corniest, cheesiest, mind numbingly stupid pick up lines

like they think they’re safe until the reader starts spewing pick up lines at the most random moments

thank you if u decide to write this !!

Poiuhgfghjkjhnbghui hello! Thanks, the thing happened months ago I'm just super slow at responding to things oiujhjolkjh but still thanks! I hope you enjoy your reading binge!

I don't really do a lot of X Reader requests (mostly because I don't get that many) but I assure you I'm never opposed to them! Plus how can I resist such an idea, as a corny cheesy dork myself I must represent all the corny cheesy dorks out there!

== == ==

Leo:

Say what you wish but this man is already a corny cheesy pun master

I mean have you HEARD his puns? He is a man of the corn(y lines)

So he's actually very good at matching your energy most of the time

Heck sometimes he can even guess what you're gonna say before you get to even say it

Tho sometimes, in the moments where he truly doesn't expect it, you can get him red as a tomato

Honestly, why do you think he likes to use cheesy and corny pick up lines? Because he's a romantic little sap who wants someone to match his energy and romance him that's why

He'll cover his face and smile wide when he blushes hard

"Ya can't just catch me off guard like that you know?" He jokes

Bc truly, he adores it that you can keep him on his toes and guessing sometimes

Donnie

Complete opposite of Leo, but are we surprised by this?

Either it goes over his head by taking whatever you said literally (which you find adorkable let's be real)

Or he rolls his eyes and tells you you're a sap

But if you stop? If you stop bc you believe your annoying him or you've had a bad day and don't wanna deal with his reactions?

"Are you okay? What's wrong, you haven't made a pun and you've been here for at least ten minutes."

Worried, he won't show it, but he will pry and make sure your okay

Bc yeah, he doesn't really care for puns or cheesy pick up lines, as their not his thing in the slightest

He still likes that you do them, their your thing, and it's what makes him love you, even if he doesn't admit it

And trust me, he'd probably rather die then admit it

Mikey

Mikey either giggles from them or smiles and rolls his eyes depending on the level of cheesiness

He loves you! And he loves that you love him! And he loves that you express it in a adorkable way!

What more can he say? He'll try and reciprocate it but he's not quite the pun master the way Leo is

Still, if he does and you two get the ball rolling back and forth his heart flutters with joy and that's the thing to keep him smiling for months alone

His favorites are your arty based puns, as they often come with a little doodle or are a left behind sticky note he can keep as a little token of you in his room

Plus their the easiest for him to reciprocate too as an art nerd

Just a lil cheesy doodle with a pun based pick up line and boom! You two are giggling like dorks in love

Tho he's most frequent response is often just a string of giggles and hugging you tightly

Raph

Raph is a very big pun lover as well as pun despiser

While he may laugh and rolls his eyes at everyone else's puns, if he makes one without thinking he just goes :| (contemplates life choices)

Tho in truth if he does get a laugh or giggle out of you with a pun, he'll smile wide

And he loves your puns and cheesy pick up lines so deeply

He is a blushy boy I refuse criticism

While he may roll his eyes and scoff lightly

It's SO obvious that he truly enjoys it from the blush on his face and smile spreading on his beak

He doesn't really ever return the energy you throw at him but he does always accept it and embrace it

He honestly enjoys clever puzzle based pick up lines

Or any pick up line or pun that makes him think for a minute

== == ==

This was cute! Thanks for the ask, I always enjoy 'em! Hope you have a lovely day, afternoon, and goodnight!

[bunniislvt]

you don’t have to answer all of these, these are just ones that came to mind for me! d, j, k, p, and u for albedo? (congrats on 200 love <3)

title : nsfw alphabet : d , j , k , p , u

characters : albedo

notes : dropping all my other asks rn to do this and omg im doing all of them bcs youre a special circumstance B) and AA TY <33

cw : smut -- experimenting -- mentions of oral (reader giving) -- edging -- overstimulation -- breeding -- exhibitionism

(not proofread)

D - dirty secret--

i feel like this one is given but he'd have like-- fantasies about experimenting with you

and not like just new kinks or positions

well those too

but i mean like giving you something odd to drink and seeing how you react during sex

like for example that one albedo fic on ao3 where he gave the reader something that made them horny and delirious asf and fucked them for hours

so yeah something like that JGHJ

he'd just love to observe you and your bodies reactions

and he'd never admit it but he sometimes might experiment on himself, taking something to see how his cock reacts when he strokes himself off or when he fucks you

something lighter:

he has all these dirty daydreams where you suck him off under his desk

if you do ever do that, he'd be trembling and biting his lip, trying to steady his pen as he writes <3

J - jack off--

god i love when someone asks for J

honestly i see him fucking himself a lot

like everyday

and it could go on for hours

in reality, albedo is pretty touch starved and once he finally gets attention, he cant stop thinking about it

its always in the back of his mind when he tries to work, leaving him horny and desperate :(

he also likes to see how far he could push himself, edging and overstimulating himself for so so long

he might even edge himself and stuff his twitching cock back into his pants because he wants to see how his body will react to being edged for so long

but anyways adding back on to him being desperate

i feel like he'd find a picture of you and just stare at it while he jacks himself off

and and and

mutual masturbation>>>

would absolutely love to watch you touch yourself and whimper out his name

god it would get him so so hard <3

K - kinks--

edging and overstimulation

he could be so mean, edging you until you cry and then fucking you, pulling orgasm after orgasm from you and watching how much your body could take

dont worry, he may be mean but he's fair

so he'd edge and overstimulate himself with you <3

all the shakey breaths he takes as youre both edged for the nth time, he may have to pull out just to make sure he doesnt keep fucking you

exhibitionism

ive seen this done time and time again but it makes sense

the idea of sucrose and timaeus walking in on you two makes him feral

his hips would speed up so so much, snapping against your own

"mh.. dont want sucrose or timaeus walking in, do we? so hurry.. cum for me."

he'd say that but then overstimulate you for an hour smh

breeding

i believe since he's basically made of chalk, that he wouldn't be able to reproduce in this way

so the idea of him being able to fill you up over and over again makes him oh so hard

theres always the smallest chance that he is fertile

and that risk excites him

but dont worry, thats most likely not going to happen <3

knowing this, he'll fucking his cum into you over and over again, making sure none of it spills out of your tight hole

P - pace--

it really depends on how his day went

like if he edged himself earlier then he'd be fast and desperate

but if nothing really happened, he's usually one to be sensual, rolling his hips into you at a decent pace

though, if you specifically ask for him to be slow or rough or anything of that sort, then thats what he'll do

if youre riding him, he'll buck his hips up at about the same speed as you

overall he's pretty considerate and sensual, but if he's desperate then expect to be railed into his desk

U - unfair--

again, it depends

if hes desperate then he'd just rail tf out of you and the only thing you'd hear would he his soft, strangled moans

but normally, hes pretty unfair

keeping you edged for hours, toying with your nipples, and the teasing words that would come from his mouth

saying things like, "ah, you can wait," as he edges you

so mean smh