#im tipsy 🥴

[lelianaslefthand]

this shot always eats OUGH i lov her

[wombywoo]

What about vampires drinking the blood of someone who has alcohol in their system, a la what we do in the shadows. Would that also get them drunk? 🤔

Im living for the lore dumps

oooh they definitely can if the person has enough alcohol in their blood 🥴 now I'm picturing Quinn all tipsy and blushy trying to get Vincent to sample the cocktail he's got distilling in his bloodstream...🥵

also in answer to this other relevant anon:

Drunk Vincent is a concept I need to explore further 😏 Quinn will not last long with how loose and handsy he gets...

[hotchs-big-hands]

all i could think about while looking at this is being undercover with aaron and using this opportunity (and liquid courage) to grab his hand and show him where you want it and how you really feel about him and he kinda doesn't believe that someone as amazing as you would fall for someone like him (i want to hug him so bad!!!) so he brushes it off as you being a little tipsy and chooses to discuss it with you after the case is closed. when you get back to the hotel room THAT YOU'RE SHARING!!! he's like "what the hell was that? 🤨" and you confess your feelings to him and he's still being his stubborn self not believing a word you say 🙄 so you push him on the bed and straddle him, one hand gripping your hip and the other gripping your thigh 🥴 everything is quiet and you could cut the tension with a knife when he finally flips you over and asks you if you really want this

IM SO SORRY THAT WAS SO LONG AND CRAZY AND MY MIND JUST WONT STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM 😭😭😭

OMGGG YOUR MIND IS SO INCREDIBLE 😭😭😭😭😭

G O D this poor man doesn't know what to do with himself !! The second you take his hand and slip it between your thighs, brushing against your panties his brain is about to shut down. You; beautiful, funny, cute, talented, sweet you are holding his hand against your clothed slit. And he can feel just how hot you are right now... is this for the undercover op? Is it because you've had some alcohol? Are you for some reason actually into him? He doesn't know what to think! So when the opportunity to make a move comes around he takes it, pulling his hand from between your plush thighs. (He's a fucking perrrv thinking to himself *don't bring your fingers to your nose. Do not do it* over and over 🫣)

And when you're back in the shared hotel room his arms are folded across his chest, head tilted slightly as he asks you what the meaning of it was. And you, sensual you, saunters over to him to profess your feelings for him. And his brows rise up KSKSKS he is in disbelief. And so his arms drop and he steps back, a step closer to the bed.

"(Y/n), I don't see why you'd be interested in your-"

He cannot finish his words, not when you lunge at him and pin him below you, straddling his hips and gazing down at him. One or your hands rests on his beating heart and the other is on his lower stomach, steadying yourself. Automatically, his own hands grasp your hip and thigh but his expression is all the more surprised. You bite your lip as you slowly roll your hips against him.

"You really haven't noticed? I've been trying to get your attention for a reaaal long time, sir." You murmur.

Aaron doesn't respond, and for a moment you think you've fucked up big time, about to lose your job. But as you make a move to pull away and apologise he moves, gripping onto you and manhandling you to lay beneath him, chest rising and falling against yours. His eyes are dark and narrowed, dangerous.

"You're certain you really want this? Want me?" He asks quietly. You nod, offering an affectionate smile.

"I've always needed you, Aaron."

In response he presses his lips to yours, pulling your thighs up to wrap your legs around his hips. He's gonna show you just how much he's been needing you too...

[breezybangtanbebe]

Bad: Kihyun❤️‍🔥

A/N: KihyunxOC, jealousy, angry sex, oral, shit-talking, mild degrading, "who's is it?".

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Relentless.

Insufferable.

Stubborn.

An animal..

Those were the words running through Kihyun's mind as he listened to you rant beside him in the passenger seat.

It was like any other night out together. Where it begins on a high note, with flirting and teasing. Liquor and lingering glances. Grinding against each other on the crowded dance floors while you whispered in his ear, telling him how much you wanted him and how good his body felt against yours. Alcohol had a tendency to loosen you up in more ways than one and Kihyun was always mindful enough to pace himself and not drink too much so that he could be ready to handle you and your...personalities.

But he could only do so much when soon after your tipsy giddiness, came the drunk and mildy belligerent side.

So predictable...

Typical...

"..and theeen that bitch had the nerve to stare at you when we passed her...you better be glad you got me out of there when you did...I would have made a scene, Kihyun. Don't play with me..." You remark agitatedly, glancing out the window and shrugging off your boyfriend's leather jacket.

".....better be glad you got me out of there when you did..ptthhhht" Kihyun mocked you silently from the drivers side, checking his mirrors distractedly.

You glanced over at him sharply and he stealthily schooled his features, which were just contorted comically in the way he felt you looked when you were nagging.

"You say something?" You seethe and Kihyun shoots you a quick oblivious glance as he drove.

"Hmm? Me? Nope...not a word your majesty..." he shrugs and you scoff.

"Your majesty...cute...funny how you're snarky now but didn't have shit to say when that bitch bumped into me."

"What?" Kihyun furrows his brow with his eyes ahead and you turned fully in the passenger seat to face him.

"You heard me. Always so cool and so passive...you had nothing to say when your ex was eye fucking you from the bar. Then nothing when she bumped into me...I bet you if she had of grabbed a handful of your ass you wouldn't have said shit then either.."

"You know damn well thats a lie. If anyone touched me or you, they'd be flat on their ass by the time they figured out what hand they used.." he scoffs and though you knew that to be true, something about poking with Kihyun while he was driving and couldn't properly poke back intrigued you.

"Yeah..maybe. Maybe the old and fun Kihyun would have. But now youre just...bleh.." you respond and the side of Kihyun's mouth twitches into a darkly amused smirk.

"Bleh?...So what, Im boring to you now?" He lifts his brow and you hum thoughtfully as your eyes scanned over him as he drove in his white v-neck tee and dark washed jeans that fit his body so attractively.

"Lori.." Kihyun calls to you and your drunkenly lustful and distracted gaze is pulled up from his crotch to his face.

"Hmm?" You respond. Kihyun glances over at you in spurts expectantly.

"You heard me."

You sigh dramatically as you rolled your eyes, rolling over in your seat in turn to face the window again.

"Do I think youre boring? No....Not at all baby. Youre just so....I dont know. Good..." you exhale. Kihyun frowns at your word choice.

"Good? As opposed to what? Bad?" He asks. You pause before nodding in a agreement arrogantly.

"Yep. Precisely...you used to be so good at being..bad. So quick at the tongue. Ready for whatever...but now you're just...good. Which isn't bad. I guess...." Your drunken mumbles were making less and less sense and Kihyun was barely sober enough for it.

"You guess....ok..." he chuckles as he lets out a measured exhale through his nose, massaging his temple with his forefingers as the car came to a red light.

You said a few things here and there for the remainder of the ride and Kihyun tuned out the majority of it because you weren't saying anything spectacular and it was always the same.

Not to mention slurred as hell.

Complaining. Criticizing. Reminiscing on the Kihyun you met several years ago who would brawl it out with any man who took as much as a look at him or you funny. Who would get excited about seeing you so jealous and territorial and would mock any woman of his past to their face with you in his hands.

Coming home late with locked lips, liquored tongues, red and raw bruised knuckles, and scattered cuts on his face and lip.

There was something so enticing and exciting about him then and that was what pulled you.

Your lust for chaos and his edginess.

But eventually, everyone grows up.

To be fair, the change was welcomed and needed. The fights were often volatile. You were always a spitfire and not one to allow any man to shake you up. At least until you met Kihyun and he completely wrecked you in ways you couldn't explain.

And while you two were compatible and loving, you also pushed each-others buttons.

ALOT.

Thus infusing the constant power struggle between the two of you that ultimately ended with one of you on your backs.

Metaphorically and literally.

Good times.

Thankfully, You found some silence as Kihyun was pulling into the parking garage of your apartment complex. But your attitude was still on 10. Maybe it was the buzz that was quickly fading. Maybe it was the fact that your feet were killing you in those heels.

Or maybe it was Kihyun's lack of engagement in your attempts to get a rise out of him.

You didn't bother waiting for him to open your door for you and you slammed it shut with excessive force. You staggered for a few steps, wobbling on your heels, and you huff out of frustration before cursing under your breath. Kihyun is just now exiting the car and walking around it to spot you bending down to snatch the heels from your feet.

"Ugh...stupid...fucking..shoes..." you mumble and Kihyun snickers from behind. He tilts his head and narrows his eyes appreciatively at the way your short skirt rides up your legs. Then he rolls his eyes at the fact that you were probably ass'd out the entire evening. He sighs.

"Is it the shoes that are the issue? Or that tiny ass skirt.." he sneers as he strolled passed you with his leather jacket hanging over his shoulder. You felt his eyes on your backside as you straightened up.

"Im surprised you noticed either one..." you snapped at his back as he left you to approach the elevator.

"Please...me and half the city noticed that ass hanging out all night. You'd be pleased to know..." he mutters and you step briskly  to catch up to him on bare feet just as he pushed the call button.

"And what the hell is that supposed to mean?" you grumble beside him and Kihyun barely responds, sparing you a low scoff and smirk as the doors opened.

In the elevator, you made sure Kihyun felt your annoyance by standing in the corner opposite of him.

Your arms are crossed over your tummy, heels dangling from your fingers as your bare foot taps against the floor impatiently.

Kihyun leans casually against his side of the elevator, his head leaning against the wall and his eyes upon the changing floor numbers.

If someone were watching them on the security cameras, one would think they were strangers.

Sometimes it felt like you were.  The things you said to him earlier weren't just born in your mind tonight. There was a major shift in his behavior and the way he wasn't as passionate as he used to be.

He was working a steady job now and putting in lots of hours. Paying bills and taking care of business had its tendency to dull the brightest of people. Even you had a tendency to feel like the routine life you two adopted was taking a toll on you.

But at least you were still you...

At least you still cared enough to react or to pick a fight...

Unlike...

Your attitude persisted as the two of you entered your apartment. Kihyun was quiet per usual, dropping his keys against the counter and stepping out of his shoes. You bumped him on your way to the bathroom, slamming the door behind you dramatically. Kihyun chuckles in amusement at your antics, knowing that the true root of your tude was beyond the minor events of the night. Beyond the tame turn he'd taken and your struggle with adapting to it. He knew exactly what was going on and the thought of it had him tensing in excitement and anticipation when he heard your heavy footsteps traveling up the hallway towards your bedroom.

You were too consumed by the task of removing your jewelry and tossing your heels in the closet to notice that you weren't alone.

As you were turning around to begin peeling off your club attire, Kihyun was suddenly behind you and yanking you towards him by the arm. He pushes you against the wall roughly and blocks your view of anything beyond him with his jaw clenched.

Your eyes flutter at the sudden aggressiveness but you have no time to respond verbally when his lips were suddenly against yours. A strained moan vibrates between your mouths and the heat of Kihyun's hard body is on you, pinning you against the wall. His tongue dominates yours and his hands rove all over your body, from wrapping around your neck to squeezing one of your breasts through your thin top.

He groans softly as he pressed himself into you more, letting you feel every muscle in his chest and torso through his shirt, as well as the sizable bulge forming in his pants. You wanted to touch it and him, but you were too distracted by the skill and passion of his lips moving against you.

"You know...you've got...a lot...of fucking...mouth..." Kihyun practically growls to you between kisses. The hand at your neck grips you unsubtly and he pulls back to watch your pupils expand as he applied some pressure. Something in him ignited and the fact that he was much soberer than you were made you squirm.

He was irritated and focused and sexy as fuck.

A deadly cocktail.

"I think We've heard enough of the shit talk from you for tonight...What do you think?" He whispers. As he did, the hand on your chest moves down and slides beneath the waistband of your skirt. He resumes kissing you to keep you from uttering another word, tilting his head to deepen the kiss as he slipped his hand beneath the stretchy material and lace. It's like electricity charged his touch when his fingers make contact with your wetness and Kihyun smiles against your lips again wickedly.

As shocked as you were by his sudden shift, you were elated at the sense of familiarity you felt. It was taking you back to when the two of you first met and he fucked you in the back of his car after your first date.

Don't judge...

"I guess being so aggravating really gets you going huh? " He teases, rubbing over your clit slowly with the pads of his fingers. The sweet friction feels like heaven and hell, pleasurable and torturous at the same damn time.

Kihyun's lips linger against yours, barely touching but parted as you shared a breath. His eyes are low and off focus, his other senses keying in on the way you were responding to his touch. Your staggering breath was still laced with the scent of alcohol. Your skin was flushed and warm from your inebriation and arousal. Your searching hands holding him at his shoulders, digging your nails into his shirt as he upped his pace. Rubbing you faster and harder, licking over the front of his teeth as he smiled at your soft moans.

He abruptly pulls his hand out from your heat and lifts his glistening fingers between your lips and his.

The scent of your slick is heady and more intoxicating to him than the liquor in your system and in an act that makes your insides quake, Kihyun presses his tongue between his wet and slippery fingers. He tastes you and feeds you a sample in one pass of his tongue. You lick at them thirstily, chasing his mouth and fingers as he pulled them both away with a smirk.

A soft whimper passes through your pouted lips and your lust drunken eyes drag up to meet Kihyun's.

"What? You want more? " he arches his brow. You bite your lip and bat your hooded gaze up at him, letting your head fall back against the wall as he loomed over you. He hums deep in his throat at how fucked out you already looked for him, seeing as how he had barely done anything yet.

You were so gorgeous. Everything about you was perfectly placed and designed. Except for your attitude. If only you would shut up sometimes...

If only there was a way to keep you quiet-ish for an extended period so that he could enjoy his most favorite parts of you.

If only...

Sexy swanky time skip

Relentless.

Insufferable.

Stubborn.

An animal...

Just three words you would use to describe your man's overall personality. Though you would use many more to describe him if given the opportunity, those three, in particular, are the only ones that came to mind at the moment. The haze of the alcohol still buzzed in your veins as you lifted your head weakly with your kiss burned lips parted and agape.

Kihyun had been tucked between your legs for what felt like forever, licking you to the brink of insanity for God knows how long. You were trembling and spent from cumming so intensely back to back, but that wasn't stopping him from trying for your fourth orgasm. Your walls clenched and pulsed around his fingers, completely coated with slick that dripped down his wrist.

His tongue had to be battery charged from the way it flicked and swirled over your clit tirelessly. You were surprised it hadn't gone numb on you yet from the overstimulation.

But no.

You were too aroused at this point. Especially with how Kihyun was looking up at you periodically with those beautifully seductive eyes and groaning appreciatively at your taste.

"Baby...please..." you whimpered, lifting your head weakly to gaze down at him. Kihyun closes his lips around your clit to give it a few hard sucks as he finger fucked you, completely ignoring your desperate plea for mercy as he pulled your fourth orgasm out of you.

This time you squirted for him, gushing all over his bottom lip and chin as you cried out in a string of curses before gasping.

His fingers rub vigorously inside of you, making the sounds of your wet release most dramatic.

"Please what?" He pulls his mouth away from your clit to ask. When you were able to find him through the blur of your tears, Kihyun was looking up at you from between your trembling legs with that glint of darkness in his eyes.

Shit.

He was still annoyed.

"Please what?" He repeats, his fingers finally slowing to a soothing rhythm. Which you were thankful for with how sore he had you with his hand alone. You were almost afraid of how you'd feel after he fucked you.

If he fucked you...

Kihyun stares up at you expectantly, seeming a little annoyed at you interrupting him. Your mouth gapes a bit with hesitance. You weren't sure of what to say or what it was exactly that you wanted.

To stop?

Well...no.

To keep going?

Eh....yes and no...

To stop being a jealous,bratty cunt who felt the need to take her frustration out on her moody boyfriend instead of just using her words like a normal adult?

Abso-fucking- lutely.

"Can you just....talk to me?" You mutter and Kihyun lets out a short laugh.

"Talk? That's what you want?" He lifts his brow.

Mind you, three of his fingers were still nestled deep inside of you.

"Yes, baby...please. Can we talk?" you half moaned when Kihyun suddenly pulls his fingers from inside of you. There's a dull ache at his fullness vanishing and you sigh in relief as he stood at the edge of the bed. You gazed up at him desperately as he begin undressing. You were already ass naked and sprawled across your shared mattress, panting and exhausted already.  Kihyun regards you with zero pity as he pulled his shirt over his head and tosses it aside. Then he begins undoing his button and fly, pulling the zipper down with a sinister glare.

"All of that shit you've been talking all night and now you wanna have a conversation? Funny.." He mutters. You were too mesmerized by the body in front of you to respond. His smooth and even complexion and his rippled abdominal muscles. Though Kihyun wasn't considered by most to be a large man, Everything about the way he carried himself screamed big and confident. His body was just as perfectly made as the symmetry of his facial features, which were screwed into a sexy scowl right now as he pushed his pants and underwear down in one swoop.

Now that he was naked, a small rush of fear and excitement fell over you.

He was clearly irritated by you and your shenanigans from earlier tonight.

But his dick was HARD. Thick and twitching, every vein in his shaft bulged and prominent. Kihyun smirks at your expression and he reaches for your ankles.

"What was that? I thought you wanted to talk...you're pretty quiet now.." he mutters as he tugged you towards him, spreading your legs in preparation to fuck you.

The sight of his hard dick aimed and ready at your entrance makes your mouth water admittedly but you blink away the daze so that you could address him. 

"I mean...I don't have to be..." you stammer and Kihyun let out a soft chuckle.

"I'm betting on it. Open your legs..." he demands, despite already having you spread.  Kihyun dips down and grasps you by your thighs, yanking you even closer to him so that his dick grazes over your folds, rubbing your aching clit along the way. You moan pitifully at how good it felt and Kihyun bites his lip when he pulled back to drag his dick back to press the tip of him at your tight entrance.

"I'm not in a talking mood. So if you're not gonna be quiet...." he trails off as he sinks into you.

He eases into you quickly and pulls back only for his dick to be forced back into you again.

Then again. And again.

Snapping his hips into sharp hard thrusts that have you jolting up on the bed. Your eyes are already rolling back at the fullness and you put zero effort into containing your moans. For once, the sound of your voice doesn't make him want to roll his eyes tonight and he leans over your body to pull you into his hard gaze.

"What was that? Can't hear you.." he grunts as he fucked you deeper.

Kihyun places his hand over your throat to hold you still so that he was sure you were making eye contact. Which you were, barely.

You were doing your best.

He applies pressure and you moan out a gasp that has him groaning in satisfaction.

"Ooooh fuck, I love that sound." he grits, squeezing your throat tighter and upping his pace. He smacks into you hard as fuck for a few strokes that begin rotating his hips to stretch you further for him. All while choking you and relishing in all the noises you were making.

"mmhmm...that's what I wanna hear from you. That's all I wanna fucking hear from now on. You understand me?" His tone goes cold and you knew he expected you to respond. So you nod and whimper affirmatively the best you could under your current circumstances and thankful, Kihyun accepts it.

"Good."

Suddenly he's pulling out of you, his dick glistening with your juices. He gives your thigh a light tap that makes it jiggle and tuts his chin.

"Now get up and turn around. Right now..." he commands in a gruff tone.

You didn't move as graceful or as coordinated as you normally would have but you didn't hesitate to do as you were told. Now that you were on all fours and arched for him, Kihyun climbed up on the bed and lodged his legs between your thighs. This forced you to spread for him even more and he quickly resumed his delicious torture.

Kihyun fucked you hard and fast with his hands gripping the meat of your hips. He drills into you over and over with his fingers tangled in your hair, tugging your head back with every thrust. Snapping his hips and grunting with each thrust that has you nearly sobbing from how good it felt.

You loved this. Every fucking bit of it.

As he pounded you into the mattress relentlessly, you called out his name between moans.

"Ki.....Kihyun...baby..." you mewled desperately. Your eyes were rolling back and your body rocked back against his hurried and deep strokes.

"Look at you...finally using your words..." he snarks from behind you. His stamina is unmatched and it's a wonder that he can speak so evenly while digging into you so deeply.

"Kihyun ...Kihyun please..." you cry out.

"Please what, Lori?" he barks, your name on his tongue stinging bitterly in your ears. It makes you crazy and even needier, the burn of your impending explosion sizzling down your spine. He never lets up his powerful pace as he tugs your head back in expectancy of your response. You cry out at the pain and whimper. "Gonna...gonna cum..gonna cum..oh my god..."

"Yeah? You done being a brat? " he grits and you moan something along the lines of a yes. He groans in satisfaction at the sound, biting his lip.

"Oh fuck...fuck..You know you're mine, right?" He tugs at your hair again with emphasis.

"Yes!" you yelp. Just then, Kihyun lets goof your hair to push your head down into the pillows. He rises higher over you with one of his legs up and foot planted by your waist to give him a better angle and he goes into overdrive.

From that point, if he asked you anything else you wouldn't have known, heard, or fucking cared. You were all tears, sweat, drool, and muffled moans from here. Taking the delicious consequences of your actions from the entire night like a champ. Somewhat.

When you came, you saw stars.

When he came, it was with his dick pressed as deep inside of you as it could go. Painfully so, but he didn't care. He wanted you to feel every drop and inch of him so that you knew that the man you fell for in beginning was still there and had been there all along. It was a matter of whether or not you could handle him once you woke him that he needed you to keep in mind.

After a while, the two of you ended up spooning beneath the newly changed comforter and sheets on his bed. Kihyun is behind you with his bare chest against your back, his arm draped possessively over your waist to keep you close. You were both still awake surprisingly and there was still a thin layer of earlier tension still hanging over you.

"Did I hurt you?" Kihyun rasps in your ear, an edge of uncertainty in his tired voice. You were sore all over and felt as if you had been in a fight and lost, but you weren't going to tell him that.

Because you loved the feeling.

"No"

You could a slight sigh of relief lift at his chest from behind you.

"Still wanna talk?" he asks after a beat and you smiled. A few seconds passed as you considered your response and everything you'd been on about all night. Suddenly, all of it seemed microscopic now. You squirmed back against Kihyun's naked frame and nuzzles your neck, squeezing your waist beneath his arm.

"No."

"Good." he deadpans, earning a sharp elbow in the ribs from you. He huffs out a surprised and pained chuckle, knowing your fiery personality wasn't far away despite him fucking you into submission for hours. And he was relieved at the fact.

There wasn't a thing he would change about, even if you bugged the fuck out of him, being with you felt too good.

And bad.

Something you both were oh so good at being.

[hotluncheddie]

gator going so slow down the stairs is sooo <3 poor puppy probably struggles a little with stairs already but stuffed to capacity AND tipsy??? that boy has to go Slow (but still wants his love to wait at the bottom of the case because the little jolt of humiliation at publicly being their slow, lazy, tubby puppy who can’t keep his paws off his belly goes straight to his dick.)

and ohhhhh!!!!! the robe!!!!! they always make those things so small, gator wouldnt stand a chance :3 his love waking up to the sight of him looking like a puffy lil marshmallow is so silly… but nnbgggghhhhh ‘puppy looks overfed and spoiled’ is so 🥴🥴 even when he’s soooo empty he’s plump and round and looks precisely like an overfed pet 🐶 having to prove you’re empty is prime big boy activities.

getting plugged before breakfast !!!! he eats three plates at the buffet, face flushed and eyebrows pinched, rocking his hips a little to grind down on the plug until his sweetheart catches him, leaning in close under the guise of stroking his hair and kissing his cheek, telling him to keep still and behave unless he wants to go back to the room right now and save himself until lunch, and get no snacks before dinner. He barely moves aside from fork to plate to mouth to plate again. They pet at his lower belly under the table, cooing at him and praising him and saying ‘you want mama/daddy to feed you the rest, honey? too full and dumb to do it yourself?’ he can’t do anything but nod and open his mouth for another bite of eggs.

but ohhhhh keeping him at capacity all day on the cruise would be so Easy!!!!!! those things are designed to promote indulgence, so practically thd second gator stops feeling gurgly and achingly full his love could shove a new treat at him.

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i think the public aspect of the situation is a big part of what makes gator so happy!!! like his family had to maintain a particular image and tough reputation, so to be vulnerable and soft and subby in a place with hundreds of other people who barely bat an eye about it makes him feel so good!!!!!!

and when people acknowledge his size it makes his head a little fuzzy and floaty, not sexually, but it kickstarts a shift into his pretty little puppyspace (if he wasn’t already there, because he usually is).

when the bartender slips past him with a ‘’scuse me, big boy’ and a pat to his gut in the busy bar, his knees go a little weak and he nuzzles at his love until they scratch his scalp like a doggy!!!

and when an older lady at the breakfast table next to theirs that his sweetheart befriends shakes his hand warmly and tells his sweetheart conspiratorially ‘i see you’re keeping him well fed’ he pushes down the instinctive urge to yip, settling for a barely noticeable wiggle (wagging his tail, mama/daddy calls it) and slips his big gator pants on juuuust far enough to be able to ask his love ‘can you fix me another plate, baby?’ (he ate three plates of french toast and heavy porridge and pastries and eggs and sausages already). the older lady giggles and gator smiles fondly at the sound of her laugh, his cheeks chubby and pink.

but when he’s sitting on the lounge chair by the pool, shirtless and bronzed and Stuffed, his love leaning on the arm of the chair and sipping at a fruity diet cocktail that they periodically offer to gator (‘gross, babe. should’a got a sugary one’) while they murmur to him about all the fit-as-a-fiddle couples their age that are poolside, telling him ‘they’re all abs and bi’s and tri’s, and you look like you could be the beach ball,’ gator gets Hard. because gator gets hard whenever his love teases him like that, makes him feel like the biggest little puppy on the planet <3

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also i think i remember you saying something about gator occasionally going to the gym with his love (who i like to think goes most days) and im in looooove with that💖🐶 his love in their proper workout gear on the machines, doing cardio and lifting weights and doing yoga, while gator lifts weights then follows them around by the hand, leaning on the treadmill to chat with them while they run, sitting on the floor and sneaking melty chocolate from his gym shorts pocket and ogling his love while they do yoga !!!! cuties

(this went for way too long im so sorry)

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ughhhhhhhh love this love this love everything about itttttttt!!! Like his love teasing him by the pool while gator is stuffed and round and so so so hard is so hottttttt he’s sooooo cuteeeeee!!!!

i think the public aspect would absolutely and completely be a massive thing for gator. based on his past and his family like you said. but also a massive turn on he likes being teased he likes being embarrassed and he likes being a big boy. anyone who looks at him can he his mama/daddys love all over him, all over his chubby cheeks and rounded belly and squishy thighs. they can see what a spoiled puppy he is without even knowing him. and gator loves that. loves being his mama/daddys round sweet puppy boy. stuffed full at the buffet, handing off of their arm as they walk lazily around the boat, gator trying not to squirm to much under his mama/daddys fingers as they spread sunscreen over his round stuffed belly by the pool.

and omg gator would be so so cute going to the gym with his love!!!

they go most days, usually in the morning while gator sleeps in - puppy not a morning person and all the eating really takes it out of him. but maybe two or three times a week gator goes too, putting on his snug shorts and tank sleepily, letting his mama/daddy guide him there by the hand. gator stretches with them, making point of having to heft his squishy belly out of the way to reach certain poses. then they lift weights and do squats, gator likes still being strong, likes being able to lift his mama/daddy up if he really wanted too, likes the way the leg work makes his ass round and plump and firm. but by that point gator is tired, and hungry, and he wants to go eat breakfast and feel his loves hand on his belly and start on the important task of getting tipsy while they laze by the pool.

but his sweetheart insists on ending with some cardio, so gator pouts and leans against their treadmill until they finish. only being good and quiet because they went and got him one of the free protein shakes that the cruise offers at the gyms little snack station - opting for the gaining shake, for bulking, peanut butter and chocolate flavour. high calorie and perfect for their growing puppy. gator sucking in it happily as he listening to his loves breath start to pant, their feet pounding the treadmill. his hand watering to the soft squishy part of lower belly thats been threatening to peak out of his shirt for the past week -‘gator knows it does when he lifts his arms over his head, his mama/daddy telling him so, groaning about it once they got him back to the room, filling gator up before making him shower and change ready to be stuffed full again. Kept full all day long <3

(I’m just, I can’t get over how easy it would be for his to be so so stuffed all day, like an all day stuffing almost every day. I wonder what the list would be if they wrote down everything he managed in a a day - how big he’d be at the end of it. Like how his clothes would fit so differently when he puts them on the the morning compared to the end of the night after everything 🐶💕)

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also cant stop thinking about gators love weighing him 💞 - maybe every week or every two. Not as a big deal, they don’t have goals or anything, but its something fun. Fun for them both to have another way to show his growth, the wild little vacation they’re on, letting themselves fall more heavily into that part of their relationship.

gators favourite thing that his mama/ daddy does though is when they step up flush to his back, looking down over his shoulder and describing how they ‘cant even see the number like this’ - 'puppy's belly is just too big.’

then they lean gator forward, until the numbers become visible to his mama/daddy. 'now you'd be able to see them, getting to big for me baby.' and gator whines, not able to see but he can imagine, imagine himself leaning over to read the scale.

He’s hard and squirming over the act. his hands squishing into his own belly, feeling it spill between his fingers - reaching out so far in front of him now. And when hes stuffed it throws him of balance slightly, filling up his T-shirts more than ever, more than when he first got in the boat. He loves it, loves how big his belly is getting, how big his mama/daddy is making it.

its a moment for them to be close, together in their little game to see what happens to gators body when they play and stuff and let him be down all day. sweet and hungry and pliant for his love. on this once in a lifetime trip that gators mind and body never has to forget - the evidence all over him. he feels so much love, so much care. its so fun for them, to check the scale together 🐶💝

[toadallytickles]

Got to celebrate Valentine’s Day early and all weekend at the Super Bowl tickle gathering!! Tons of fun as always! ❤️🏈

- Clay and I did everything we wanted to do this weekend! Like playing with certain people! Meeting friends in-person for the first time! I watched my very first Super Bowl game!

- We also met a few fans of our content! That’s always super flattering and awesome! Happy we met some of you!! 🥰

- I was quite switchy this weekend, usually I lee, but this time I equally lee’d and Ler’d~. Definitely have special cravings for certain tickle boys hng~. 🍽️

- Got to be switchy with someone I usually play with at gatherings.. I love being tickled by them.. but wrestling them and tickle-dominating them was so much fun too.. especially when they’re bigger than you…. Their reactions .. so fueling unf im feral… I also got to introduce them to the position where their wrists are cuffed behind my back, so I have easy access to a ton of upper body spots~. 🥴💦

- also we got walked in on while they were sitting on my back tickling me ….. 🥴🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤💦 i love being caught~

- then Clay and them GANG TICKLED ME WHILE I WAS HIGH EEE!! (〃˘▽˘ ʃƪ)*:・ﾟ✧♡ (even tho I was actually really shy and embarrassed about this like it was so gross omg like 🙄 let’s not remember this please)

- A c t u a l l y, I Ler’d more than lee’d.. Clay got tipsy Friday night, I was high. He was curled up in blankets and I just felt like being mean to him 1. because I can, 2. I knew he wouldn’t and couldn’t fight back, so I tickled him into this ticklish lil ball.. he was extremely ticklish to light tickles.. his laughter was so high-pitched and giggly.. so funny, I couldn’t stop laughing at him and torturing him~ 🤭❤️

- oh yeah we found out there was a dispensary nearby so we got edibles~ :)c

- I somehow found the confidence to wear 2 different crop tops (in one day lol).. very shy about that but I got a lot compliments~ :)c ❤️

- And then no one can do anything more embarrassing during a session than me now, I’m still cry-laughing about it honestly: Clay and I were playing, he already made me cum once and then was overstimulating me with the Hitachi.. I have an amazing second orgasm but I wet-fart basically in his face during it, and then I actually squirt unexpectedly but it’s just yellow against the white hotel sheets (and I wasn’t drinking enough water) .. so I pretty much peed the bed…. our session ended after that LMAOO, but we’re both laughing, and Clay’s glad I’m laughing instead of crying. I clean myself up and then Ler him~. On the drive home, I think about how much of a green flag that is in our relationship and as play partners. Anyone else, I’d be mortified. But with Clay, it’s hysterical and now another fun memory~.

- Lastly, I’m just really happy with how this gathering turned out for me because I could apply my growth and what I have learned at past events and kink classes to curate my experience! It’s been a lot easier navigating kink communities when you know yourself, your boundaries, and what you’re looking for~. 🥰

[john-riordan]

How much gets you tipsy, how much gets you drunk?

Oh boy, are we talking about wine? Id say Im tipsy on wine after ~2 glasses. Drunk, Im not sure. Wipsy (I didnt mean to type this but Im keeping it) is the best, but Wunk is the worst 🥴

[aelyosos]

hi hi hi hi

[possum-tooth]

i literally wish i could just fuckijg figure it out like either fucking commit or DONT i cant do this anymore.

[inklore]

slutty drunk thought of the night is giggly drunk sex with anthony bridgerton when you're stumbling around the furniture and your clothes leaving a trail behind you and suddenly he rips the bodice of your dress because it's on the way and he got too eager to get his mouth on you 🥴 bonus if you tease him for it and he gets back at you by making you unable to utter another sentence

appeasing cruelty.

pairing: anthony bridgerton x (f)reader

word count: 1.1k

warnings: teasing, foreplay/fingering-ish. 18+ ONLY MINORS DNI.

etc: looooook i could of let this be a ten sentence reply but i just couldnt, i had to go above and beyond because im going feral for this man. also sorry for the shit regency talk lmao, i suck at it. also i’m tipsy so i’m also sorry for spelling mistakes!

i do not give anyone permission to translate or repost my work, please be respectful — if you enjoyed please comment or reblog!

You are certain that the both of you are going to have bruises along your back sides and legs come morning with the way you’re hitting every piece of furniture on your way through the Aubrey Hall. You’re grateful for everyone else within the hall having slipped off to bed and cannot see the way the two of are devouring the others mouth; Anthony’s tongue licking it’s way into your mouth, his hands not leaving a part of you untouched, gripping your clothed breasts, gripping the side of your neck so your mouth never leaves his own unless it is for him to kiss and bite on the side of your throat, his hands trying to rid you of the rest of your garments—but finding difficulty from your descendants to your private corders, and the chairs that keep finding themselves smashed to the back of his legs.

“Christ,” he grumbles against your lips. His tone laced with a sting from the blow to the back of the leg, frustrations from not being able to devour you properly, and that gravely twang that makes your lower belly burn, makes the slick gather between your legs.

But you can’t help but laugh. Can't help the small chuckle that slips out against his lips when his hip collides with the corner of a table and his words repeat. That bubbling bliss from the drinks you had consumed earlier within the night making your chest shake with chuckles; a chest that Anthony now has his mouth on, his tongue skating across your skin, the sounds leaving your lips turning into whimpers. His mouth leading a devilish trail to the top of your breasts, your eyes closing, head bent, lavishing in the way his mouth feels, letting his arm around your waist keep you flush to his front as he continues to lead you throughout the place, his cock hard and pressed to your inner thigh; tantalizing and begging for your attention.

You feel your tailbone hit a table, a low groan from the slight pain just as quickly forgotten as you hear a rip; feel a hard tug, a pull of fabric, and then you feel the cool nip of the air within the room on your breasts. And when you look down your bodice has been ripped, barely hanging off of your body, the other fabric that had once been covering your chest now pulled down. Anthony’s mouth making it’s way across the peaks of your breasts. Wrapping his lips around your nipple, his tongue flicking against the sensitive skin until your it’s erect, and making you grip on the table currently pressed to your back side.

It feels too good, his mouth always does. taking passion in speaking with his mouth and tongue against your skin, the grunts and groans against you as he worships every part of your body, your being, writes a pledge of desire and so much more with the tip of his tongue. You love it.

But when you look down at him, take in the moment—and no thanks to your body buzzing off of more than liquid lust—the trail of clothes that litter the room you have currently found yourself in, your shoes scattered about, his shirt, and now your bodice that he pulled to the floor; you can’t stop the laugh that slips from your lips.

Anthony’s eyes open as he looks up at you through his lashes, your nipple still in between his lips. When he pulls off there's an obscene wet noise and his lips look swollen and red. His eyebrow is raised in inquiry, and it just makes you chuckle deeper.

“What's so funny?” His tone still holds that lust fueled edge that makes you delirious, but his mouth pulls into a sly smirk and he presses a kiss to your lips silencing you for mere seconds.

“I knew this was your favorite gown of mine, my lord.” Your fingers find the back of his neck, letting them slip into the hair that lies at the base of his there. “I never imagined it to be that irresistible to have you rip it as if you were an animal.” You tease, “If only I had been made aware of your beastly desire before this, I would have worn something old.” Your chest bounces with how deep your laughs turn the more Anthony’s smirk switches from playfully annoyed to devilish.

“It is not the fabric I care about, my dear wife.” He presses another kiss to your lips, silencing you. “I wish to see what’s under it, to taste what's under it.” His breath is hot against your lips as he speaks, as he makes his intentions clear. The playful smile still etched on your features, there's more teasing on your tongue, more laughs and chuckles that are threatening to come out.

Anthony seeing as much, his hand coming up to hold your chin in his forefinger and thumb, “does the Viscountess find my desire funny?” He questions, “does she not know how hard it was to keep my eyes on her tonight. To see her sway around that ballroom looking delectable, all the other gentleman in attendances eyes on her as she did so. Their thoughts just as indecent as mine.” His smile is gone, his tone dark, eyes blown out with a dark lust that you should be frightened to look into. It only making your knees weak, that burning in your lower belly turning into something scorching and desperate.

You open your mouth to speak, there is a shake of your head that you want to give but Anthony's fingers stop you. The press of his lips to yours, your cheek, the skin under your ear, making the efforts moot. “Is my desire not matched?” His breath on the shell of your ear makes your skin burn hot, shiver all over. “If I reached my hand under your skirts would I find your cunt slick and wet for me?” The tip of his nose runs along the column of your neck, the palm of the hand that once rested at your breast now skating along your remaining cloths and coming between your thighs. Slowly dragging his pointer finger along your wet folds. “Mmm,” Anthony hums, you can feel his smirk against your collar bone. “You’re completely soaked, throbbing against me,” the sharp intake of breath from feeling his finger press against your clit makes any other sound, plea, statement die inside of your throat.

“And yet you tease me so,” the pad of his finger rubs slow circles against your clit; your nails digging into the muscles of his arms, your lips parted as moans flee out, lashes fluttering. “What an ungrateful wife you are.” He kisses the bottom of your lip, the ability for you to form a coherent thought quickly succumbing to the pleasures of his hand; the way his finger rubs and circles your clit. His other fingers teasing your entrance, giving you the tiniest taste of the feeling of being filled, full of him—no where near comparable to the part of him you’re now wishing for as the lust and euphoric pleasure completely takes you over mind body and soul. No, the fullness you want can only come from Anthony’s cock, the thick, throbbing appendage you can feel at your hip, that can make you come harder than any woman should dare to imagine possible.

“Not so cruel now are you?”

[kingkatsuki]

IM BACK WITH MORE KIRI BIRTHDAY THIRST ON MY LUNCH BREAK

you guys just pals being pals on his birthday, hanging out at your place where you invited him over for a surprise party, just the squad nothing huge, you baked a cake for him and decorated it terribly but he loved it all nonetheless

he stayed latest of course, not going to let the fact it was his birthday stop him from being respectful and helping you clean up your home from the slight untidiness the heroes left in their wake, most of it from kaminari tripping over himself as he left

both of you drunk enough to loosen your lips while still aware enough to know you’d remember anything too embarrassing in the morning

it’s in this time he admits he hasn’t gotten any in a while, and what are friends for if it’s not for tipsy birthday sex in your living room

sorry if this was kinda bad 🥴 i’m in a lil rush i have 2 min left LMAO

AHHHH!! This just had me picturing like soft, sloppy sex? Neither of you have any sense of urgency because it’s like 2am and inebriation has lowered your inhibitions, so you’re sat straddling Kirishima on your couch as he just lets you take whatever you want from him.

He laughs softly at the way you gasp and whimper when you try to sit yourself straight down on his cock, the stretch unlike anything you’ve ever felt before as his fingers slip between your bodies to prep you. You’re still complaining that it’s not enough, that you want him to fuck you now but he just stares up at you with lust-blown eyes as he murmurs that “Don’t wanna hurt you, sweet girl. Wanna make you feel so good. Wanted to make you feel good for so long.”

The realisation has your walls fluttering around him as you shamelessly try to grind yourself along the length of his cock that sits between your bodies, laying flat against his abdomen as the swollen tip drools pre. When he thinks you might be ready to attempt to take him, he wraps the hand that’s now slick with your release around his thick girth as he aims for your entrance. Catching against it before he loses it and his fat tip presses against your asshole, the sensation has you gasping as intrigue begins to gather in your mind at how he’d feel inside that tight hole. Repositioning himself as he tries again, the alcohol making it difficult as his large palm squeezes your hip to steady you as he brushes your clit before finding his goal.

Watching the way your pretty eyes flutter as you sink down on his cock, your palms splayed on his broad shoulders for balance as you begin to fuck yourself on his cock.

“That’s it, baby.” He hums, a deep timber to the tone as he watches you use him for your own pleasure, “You get yours-”

Kirishima’s certain your lipstick is all over his face, judging from how messy it is smeared against your skin as you lean down to press another hungry kiss to his lips. His large palms moving to your ass when you start to tire, taking over as he begins to bounce you on his cock. Lifting you up before dropping you back down on the length of him, surprised you’re taking him as well as you are.

You’re positive you’ve never been this full before, every single inch of him pressed against your silky walls in the most delightful way. Your chest heaving as you try to quell your racing heart, feeling the pleasure slowly consuming you as you beg him to make you cum. Your noses bumping together as you steal more kisses, grinning at each other as you continue your sloppy movements.

“Yeah? Is that what you want? Want me to make you cum?” You’re certain Kirishima has no idea what he’s doing to you with his words, his hands spreading your cheeks as it tightens the sensation inside you as he nuzzles your bouncing breasts. Him still completely clothed while you’re almost naked, your panties pulled to the side do nothing to hide anything as he does his best to commit this sight to memory. Scared that in the morning you’ll be back to just friends.

“Want you to cum inside me, Eiji. Please-” You beg, knowing his balls are thick and heavy with cum, eager to fill you to the brim.

“Fuck—” He groans under his breath, were you trying to kill him? His restraint was already almost non-existent thanks to the shots his friends had been plying him with all night, “Can’t do that, sweet girl. Shouldn’t even be fuckin’ you now with no protection-”

“Don’t care,” You gasped at a particular thrust that hit the same spot inside you, “I’m protected.”

“Shit,” The words had his hips stuttering as he dangled over the edge of his release. His thumb speeding up against your puffy clit as he worked you towards your bliss first, wanting to feel your tight little walls flexing around him as he came.

Because who is he to deny such a pretty girls gift on his birthday no less.

[ppnuggie]

I Love your 'Decpticons x reader/raiden shogun'!.

I absolutely love it and I just keep reading it! Is it alright for me to request u a 'decpticon x reader/venti or zhongli' ?. You don't have to do both.

Have a good day/night!

　　　　　　CONS x gn human reader

　　　　『　megatron ,, starscream ,, knockout ,, breakdown ,, gender neutral human reader ��

　　-> cons w/ a venti like s/o

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, crack ,, mentions of wine n alcohol

　　— tysm !! im glad you liked my crossover 🥴😎 i did venti for this one but i can do zhongli too in a separate post ! :D i chose four cons though since you didnt specify ^^

megatron ::

• hes not quite happy having you onboard his ship with your frantics ,, making a mess of things instead of just standing by like he assumed you would

• whilst you do provide a lot of fun and excitement towards the vehicons ,, he’s still not all that okay with you onboard

• he just huffs and puffs ,, giving you glares from across the room whenever you start singing and telling tales ,, he finds it unnecessary and silly

• but ,, the work ethic from the vehicons has gone up ,, and you do help out a bit when you use your anemo powers to lift stuff for you

• the thing megatron does take a liking to is your fighting style ,, your crossbow style and how neat your anemo powers look when mixed together

• he feels and thinks that you could be better ,, but when you use your anemo powers down in the energon mine ,, hes quick to provide a small nod of thanks

• when he catches wind of you slipping up and talking about a certain nation you and a few others destroyed ,, he starts to rethink his view of you

• he wishes to hear more about what happened ,, but doesnt push it as you get quite stiffy when you slip a certain nation through your speeches

starscream ::

• he finds a lot of things about you infuriating ,, your silly songs ,, little fairytales ,, your somewhat obsession with wine and getting a bit tipsy ,, he honestly doesnt see why megatron even allowed you onboard the nemesis

• he does notice you help out the vehicons and eradicons but that doesnt mean he likes you !! he just ,, happens to know how nice and gentle you treat them ,, and help them

• he does like your anemo powers ,, never seeing that in a fleshy before ,, but he brushes it off and gruffs about how a little wind and air does nothing to help the cause

• only when youre too tipsy and gone do you share your most gruesome stories ,, how your first friend had died horribly and how you were alone after that

• starscream overhears it when he gets his daily energon ,, not meaning to eavesdrop ,, yet his wings droop as he can easily synthesize with your pain

• he ,, too ,, have lost those quite dear to him ,, optics gazed at the floor before decided he’s had enough and leaves

• he does change his attitude towards you a bit ,, only being a little more nicer then before ,, but that doesnt mean he likes you !! stop teasing him fleshy !!

knockout ::

• knockout is more then pleased to meet you ,, already a fan of how nice you are to everyone around you ,, despite being on an alien ship with even ruder aliens

• you and knockout tend to hang out often ,, showing him your anemo powers and sharing your tunes with the mech ,, he’s delighted to hear your stories as well

• knockout makes for a good friend ,, supportive and interested about you ,, helping you with things along the way of being on an alien ship

• he notices your kindness towards the vehicons ,, and just smiles to himself ,, glad to have at least some sort of positivity on this hell of a ship

• definitely appreciates when you use your anemo powers to help him buff himself 💀

breakdown ::

• breakdown is absolutely head over heels about you ,, so fascinated with everything you do and say ,, hes quite the friendly guy ,, probably the most friendly mech onboard

• loves your little harp and your songs <33 always clapping when you finishing singing or telling a tale ,, asking questions and all

• when he first sees your anemo powers ,, hes super impressed ,, as if he couldnt be as impressed beforehand

• he is appreciative of how nice you are towards the vehicons and eradicons when they work ,, knowing full well that they get injured a lot and deal with a lot of negativity already

• all in all ,, he makes quite the nice friend

[manjiroscum]

Spread love today!!! Tag your favorite writers (close or not close) and say whats your personal favorite fics/hcs from them ❀

thank u for this anon! 💕 list is long so 😅 i also recommend reading their works! pls respect their rules ok? (especially not to spam like 👁️👁️)

@fic-dumpster bby omi i miss u, and my personal fave is this piece of hers: tipsy visits (nsfw) and also dear in headlights series

@kshira most of her works are god tier💕 and while i havent finished reading it (which is a crime), i absolutely love: black licorice (nsfw) and leather jacket (nsfw)

@lovebykai i love love love this piece: chills (nsfw) to the point i keep still thinking about it bc that cliffhanger tho 👁️👁️

@p-antomime bby kiki's works are to die for, and i will always come back and reread: i see (nsfw) and also one of the very first pieces i've read from her: poly relationship with inui and koko (nsfw)

@8kh hunter's works are *insert angel singing* my personal fave is: him & i (nsfw) it's special to me bc it's one of the many fics i first read here on tumblr 💕

@sanzuchi aly's series: teach me (nsfw) is also one of the many fics i've first read here and possibly of ran 😭 (i have a memory of a goldfish okay ueue) and i also recommend: see you again (smau/nsfw) *sobs*

@lalunanymph dawn’s imagine: calling bonten "daddy" on bed (nsfw) is 🥵 and go harder! (nsfw) is also hot. count on dawn to make kakucho content 🥴

@thekillingtimethekillingmoon moon bby’s rose red (nsfw) is 😚👌 especially if u like ran proving himself to be the better brother kdhsjs read the warnings first okay?

@pupchiro overall the yandere bonten pieces (nsfw) 😩💕 and puppyboy!kazutora (sfw) 💖 read the nsfw piece too 👁️👁️

@dejwrites that ushijima fic still makes my blood boil but all for good reasons: 4th baby mama (read the warnings first okay)

@kazuwhora for someone who doesn't like rindou much kc's baseball au with rindou is 😩🥵: bubblegum bitch (nsfw) i also recommend u reading kc's works, especially ones written for kazutora (stay winning kazutora stans)

@beautifulblhell *screams* this this this: lilium longiflorum (angst) if u wanna cry, but with beautiful sparkly tears, i recommend this

@bxnten im a sluuut for cat's: the night we met (read the warnings) probs because i wanna see ran suffer *cackles*

@bajisbabe *screams* i cant say one is my fave when i like them both equally: what lurks below the waves (nsfw) and ET (nsfw)

@sakusins tee bby is the master of making fluffy content *sobs* and anything that concerns hanma the menace: mean (sfw) the very first piece i read from tee and will always be my fave 💖

@manjiyo nhnngh i love forbidden romance (nsfw) and everything else bby sei has to offer 💖

@sukirichi im still in denial that this talented person followed me 😭 and i absolutely love the bonten husband shots, especially this: bonten husbands getting into arguments (read the warnings)

@festive bby vivi's headcanons are 🥴💕 and i love NTR, NTR (nsfw) bc id def go back to my ex if he were Haruchiyo Sanzu

[daisys-gard3n]

Risotto chuckles as you sway on the spot, clearly feeling tipsy after a few drinks. You take a step and stumble slightly, bumping against his muscular chest with a squeak. “Che bella,” he murmurs, brushing your hair out of your face. “Come here, sweetheart.” He guides you to the couch, tugging gently to pull you into his lap. You’re adorable like this. Do you know how tantalizing you are to him? How irresistible? He smirks as he watches your eyes linger on his mouth, cocking an eyebrow when you look up to meet his gaze. “See something you like?” You try to stammer a response, and he chuckles. “Cute.” He grabs your chin almost roughly, leaning in so his lips brush yours but not giving you what you crave. You can feel his breath against you when he speaks, still not moving. “Good girls get what they want, principessa. Use your words and ask like a good girl.” - xoxo Laur 💓

Skwhk hngggg

I would have a much more hornier response if i was as drunk as i was when this was sent

Just...hbggg im a sleepy horny drunk and getting treated gently and cooed at while I'm too sleepy to fight them off...nut on sight

When big man has way with me gently 😵🥴

[hansensgirl]

Babbeeeessss, I had a little idea, kinda shitty but let’s roll with it.

Imagine you’re dating CEvans for a couple years now and y’all go to a premiere and y’all having fun drinking and talking to everyone and you get cornered by a nosy reporter and she asks you about your wedding date. Now you kinda tipsy and jokingly tell her to ask Chris when he’s going to man up. Yada yada yada you get home and Chris asks you why you responded like that and you said cause it’s true, y’all argue and you try to be bratty and Chris is not having it! Y’all go from yelling back and forth to Chris stuffing your mouth to teach you a lesson. 😈😈😈😈🫣🫣🫣

Ps: im that brat that wants to get stuffed for opening my mouth too much. 🥴 sorry not sorry.

YESSSS!!! brat tamer!chris eeee why do i get those vibes from the civil war premiere??

just peak “unafraid to put you in your place” vibes!!

[bottomburt]

i think im tipsy from this sake rn 🥴