#it looked more natural with the other leg ngl

[redfeline]

redrawing stuff ep 2: this is a stylized version of my sibling's roblox avatar. Original drawn back when they were really into flamingo.

[vivimura]

PAIRING ~ bf!nrk x gf!reader

SUMMARY ~ riding riki's abs cuz he's too damn hot doing crunches.

GENRE ~ smut, ab riding, pwop(?).

WORD COUNT ~ 1.302k

ᯓ★ love the banner for this ngl. not my best work:( but it was requested so here

visiting your boyfriend's apartment to be met with the sight of him shirtless, doing crunches in his room was definitely a welcome you'd want to see more often.

you'd blame ovulation, but something about seeing the beads of sweat dripping down the pattern of his abs made you feel a certain tingle in a place sinfully up between your legs.

with a cool facade, you flashed a soft smile, settling your bag down in its usual place and unwrapping the winter layers you had on. ��working hard, huh, riki?” you teased, but it was mostly just a mere attempt of hiding and distracting yourself from your fluster and desires.

"mm." he responded with the short, low hum that you couldn't decipher as a yes or a no. his breath came out in rhythmic puffs, hands clasping each other as he pushed himself up and down. he wasn't exactly talkative when he was 'in the zone', but the hint of a smirk curled on his lips as he looked up at you. "you're just on time. i was getting lonely." his little complaint earned a mostly playful scoff from you. “geez, i was gone for one hour because somebody refuses to be a grown up and get their own groceries.” 

having had familiarity with his bedroom, you made your way to sit on the edge of the bed beside where he was on the floor without having to look up.

he groaned as he sat up, rolling his head from side to side to ease the strain in his neck, flexing his abdominal muscles by accident as he did. "mm. i hate grocery shopping." he retorted back quickly, his eyes settling on you. his gaze was intense, filled with a bit of annoyance and something else, something that you knew from experience would lead to your clothes being tossed to the floor in a messy pile.

with his new position, came the delicious little sight of his sweaty strands of overgrown bangs sticking to his forehead, his glistening flexed muscles and the naturally prominent tent in his gray sweats.

you cleared your throat, ‘discreetly’ looking back up at his eyes.

“you’re just too childish.” you countered, ending your sentence by hypocritically sticking out your tongue in a childish manner.

he rolled his eyes at that, the smirk on his lips growing a bit wider as he rose to his feet, taking slow and deliberate strides towards you. he towered over you, forcing you to look up in his eyes as he stepped between your legs, pinning you against the edge of the bed with his arms on either side. "mm, really." he chuckled at that, his eyebrows raising. "keep sticking your tongue out like that and i'll find a better use for it."

oh, he knew what he was doing. you swallowed thickly at the implications of his words, but scoffed sassily. but god, his abs were right there, in front of your face, glistening in a way that made you wish it was something other than his sweat.

“whatever. you’re sweaty and stinky, go take a shower.” it was a lame excuse, but at that point you’d try every bit you could to escape the situation.

riki chuckled again, amused at your attempt to keep him from sensing how his very presence was already making you want to throw your clothes off. he leaned in close, so that his nose was practically grazing yours. "that doesn't sound like the nicest thing you could say to your boyfriend who's been working so hard in the hot summer heat, now does it?" he teased back, a smirk on his lips and an obvious mischief in his eyes.

“and what do you think is the nicest thing i should say to my oh-so hardworking boyfriend?” you immediately snapped back, an edge of annoyance forming in your tone, thanks to his teasing. 

he was absolutely infuriating, and all while looking so damn sexy that it drove you crazy in all the best ways.

he chuckled again, enjoying the smartassery you continued to try and push past his guard. riki pressed a light kiss to your forehead before giving you a response. "something... less rude." he stated simply, his hands gripping the edge of the bed now, caging you in. "like... i don't know, like…” he leaned in close to your ear, his body gently pressing itself against yours. "i think it should've been more along the lines of 'oh my handsome boyfriend, you're working so hard. let me help you relax~'"

you let out a scoff-like chuckle. he was really pushing it out of cockiness of having the upper hand and your admiring gaze here, wasn’t he? “self-indulgent much?” "damn right." he shamelessly said, his voice dropping an octave, eyes locking onto yours. "very." the smirk on his face curled into a half-smirk, his hot breath tickling your skin. his hips pushed against yours, his hands still on either side. "i want to be a little selfish right now."

you hummed, spreading your legs wider to incorporate his larger frame. with the decision to indulge in his little game, you questioned, “selfish how, hm?”

riki's smirk only widened as he settled between your legs, a hand gently taking your chin and forcing your gaze to remain locked on his. "in a lot of ways." he responded, his other hand gently gripping your thigh. "one of them being a nice reward for working so damn hard."

“i have a different proposition.” you suddenly interrupted, your tone one he couldn’t recognize. without giving him time to reply, you continued, “i have a very selfish desire, myself.”

his smirk widened again, his head inching closer like a lion nearing his prey. his eyes had a fire burning behind them, a sort of intense desire that you knew only led somewhere hot and messy. "oh yeah?" he responded, that hand that was gripping your thigh running up a bit. "and what's this 'very selfish' desire of yours?"

one thing led to another, and the next thing he knew- you were sitting on riki's muscular abdomen, hands on his chest as you coated his abs with your slick.

his hands moved to grip your hip instead, digging his nails in as guided your movements against his flexed muscles. he wore a lazy smirk on his lips, bringing one of his hands to make circular motions on your clit.

“fuck..” you cried out in pleasure, frantically riding on his abs like your life depended on it.

“you feel good baby? don’t even need my cock to get off anymore.. greedy baby.” he basically purred into your ear, continuing to rub your clit with his calloused thumb.

the pretty whimpers and gasps escaping your lips were like music to his ear, you were clearly too delirious to take offense to his teases, let alone come up with a reply. your pussy pulsated on his abs as a clear sign of approaching your orgasm, and it only encouraged him to further guide your hips and rub you.

“riki..” you mewled in utter glee, your hips jerking forth involuntarily ever so often.

“yes, baby? you close? gonna cum on my abs?” he teased, his voice ringing low and deep in your senses.

you gripped onto his chest just a little harder, the knot in your stomach breaking apart with a lewd moan. you stilled your hips as he rubbed your clit through your orgasm, your ejaculation now coating his proud muscles.

he groaned at the wet warmth of it, now gripping onto your hips in a way that made his own needs evident. “that was fucking hot..” he commented, making you return back to earth from your high and hide your face in the crook of his neck out of post-nut embarrassment. 

“shut up..” reblog and comment or i'll appear in ur room at 3 am with a knife :3 💗

[vhaos-chaotic-writing]

(TFE) Starscream being a parent to the Terrans

Hear me the frag out - I've been watching the series (I'm rn at the 11th episode) and I'm loving it. It's a good show! I just fell in love with the found family trope, the Terrans are so damn adorable and when I saw Starscream (even when it was for just like 3 seconds) I went apeshit.

(★ ω ★)

And of course - I need to write about my favorite character taking the role of a parent because I can't just keep with the Hashtag and Starscream father-daughter scenarios!

WARNING: Fluff! Megastar, Starbee and Opstar hinted (yeah), Starscream being a parent even when he denies being it. Headcanons on how seekers act (?) Long ass post ngl

So, imagine Starscream was given the opportunity of 1) Not being locked up again, 2) Stay with the Malto family and 3) In general the opportunity to show he can have a change of spark just like Megatron did.

Why was he given the opportunity? When Optimus and Megatron saw how Hashtag and Starscream bonded after that near to death experience with the Dweller, and the sole mention of either Starscream leaving or being taken back to G.H.O.S.T HQ, had Hashtag begged to not take away Starscream, hugging him tightly and said seeker also get in a defense stance as he held back the young terran, both former leaders finally accepted and, after talking with both the Malto family and G.H.O.S.T (who begrudgingly accepted the situation), Starscream was welcomed into the Malto family's home.

Of course - conditions were placed on the table: Starscream was not allowed to leave the Malto family's territory without any type of vigilance and had to help around in the family. With a few complains and groans, the seeker accepted, smiling as Hashtag celebrated happily.

Aaand from there on, the seeker started to show how he was taking a parental role with the young terrans, as if it was natural.

Of course, the first one to recieve this treatment was Hashtag - the young terran was nearly always with Starscream, talking his audial off about anything and everything. But the seeker didn't mind. Of course, he still made some snarky comments here and there, but from time to time was invested in whatever his daughter Hashtag told him about. Hell, one time Optimus saw how Starscream gently snuzzled his helm against Hashtag's, optics closed as he... purred? And Hashtag was all happy, smiling and giggling at the small affection before she left with her siblings to another class with Bee.

Seekers snuzzled their sparklings. It made Optimus' spark giggle.

"I... thought you weren't one to snuzzle another bot."

Starscream yelped to then hiss at Optimus. "You saw nothing, Prime!" And quickly left to lock himself inside of the barn.

(. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

Next ones to start bonding closely with the seeker were Thrash and Twitch. Twitch started to try and get better at her flying abilities and was often asking Starscream to teach her more - and Bee accepted since, well, he couldn't fly and the seeker was perfect to teach anything related to flying. The young femme terran always seemed to smile brighter whenever the seeker praised her for having done correctly her training and, even when the seeker always procalimed not liking hugs... hugged her back if she gave into her bursts of affection. With Thrash it was different - the young mech terran seemed to look after the seeker to find comfort whenever Mo, Robby, Dot or Alex were not around. And Megatron once got to hear Thrash and Starscream talk.

And Megatron has never heard Starscream speak so... softly to someone else before.

"It's just - I still sometimes feel like... we do not belong! And... and I'm scared Optimus and the others are going to be disappointed in us. That we are going to fail... to our small family." The young terran confessed, hugging his legs against his chestplate, sitting by the seeker's side.

Starscream gently wrapped one arm behind the terran to pull him close. "You shouldn't feel bad for feeling like... you are not enough. It is quite normal."

"Really?"

"Yeah - I've always felt that way back with my old team, and even back at my original home in Cybertrone." The seeker explains, to then look down at the terran. "But, be easy with yourself, Thrash - you are doing more than I've ever done or any of us have done. You do belong somewhere - to earth, to your family. You are doing an amazing job at becoming a greater Cybertronian-terran."

"You... really think so?". And it seemes like Starscream affirmed silently, as Megatron heard Thrash giggle and when he peaked a little, he found Thrash hugging Starscream. "Thank you, dad - I mean, Starscream!" and soon the terran left when Mo called for him, smiling brightly.

Starcream... chuckled. His optics held such fondness it made Megatron blush. He forgot how beautiful Starscream's calm expression was...

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On days later - Bee has been witnessing a silent bonding between Starscream and Nightshade, the latter following Starscream whenever he was going when none of them had tasks to do or anything in general to do.

Has also catched the seeker telling stories about Cybertron and Vos, his original home, to Nightshade and the other terrans. All the young terrans held surprised and awe expressions on their faceplates - and Bee saw just how truly happy Starscream seemed to speak about his culture and about their old home.

And has even seen Starscream aid Nightshade inside of their lab, teaching them new things and do, just like he has done with Hashtag, Twitch and Thrash, gently snuzzle his helm against the terran's.

"I'm proud of you, Nightshade." Oh, the sight made Bee's spark twirl.

(｡･∀･)ﾉﾞ

Starscream won't say it out loud, but his spark always feels warm whenever Jawbreaker acts as a small protector whenever Optimus or Megatron visit the family. The terran has seen how Starscream becomes tense and more irritable whenever either former leaders are visiting.

"Can you please stop being a hard to deal bot with and speak with me?" Megatron asks, following Starscream who keeps his helm up, arms crossed over his chestplate.

"I ain't going out on a small walk with you, I have better things to do!" Starscream said, finally turning to look at the bigger mech.

Before Megatron can say anything else, Jawbreaker is already between them, arms wide open as if protecting Starscream.

"Jawbreaker?"

"S-Starscream said he does not wish to speak with you!" Jawbreaker said, forcing himself to stand strong. Megatron was a little bit confused, but was soon frozen at seeing Starscream smile warmly, placing a servo on Jawbreaker's helm.

"My young knight." The seeker said jokingly but fondly, and the young terran smiled proudly as he looked up at the seeker. Starscream's smile disappeared as he looked back at Megatron. "So! If you are done being a dense mech, leave! Hmph!" The seekers turns around to keep walking, not before taking Jawbreaker's servo and the terran happily followed him. Like a sparkling does following its carrier or sire...

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"Daaad!!!" A chorus of happy cries are heard as 5 terrans hug the seeker.

"W-what did I told you about calling me that?!" The seeker complains as the young terrans laugh cheerfully. But the seeker smiles fondly and tries to hug all the youngs as he gently snuzzles his helm against any helm he can reach, forgetting the three mechs who were watching the whole thing.

Oh, to say at least, Optimus', Megatron's and Bee's sparks were in love with the father-children scenario.

Vhaos out!

[snixkers]

Picture You

Pairing: Emily Prentiss × GN!Reader

For: requested by @suckerforcate to fill my body worship square for @cmkinkbingo2024

EXPLICIT CONTENT, SMUT

Content Warnings: Cunnilingus/fingering (emily receiving), pagan/hellenistic religious imagery that could be considered blasphemous, reader is simping hard, and I don't blame them, Emily is implied to be older

Summary: You feel the need to prove to Emily she's your one and only.

Author's Note: Ngl, this might be my favorite piece I've ever written. It's definitely less steamy, but I was feeling the wlw yearning HARD (And, as always, peep the Chappell Roan song)

Feedback is always welcome!

Requests are OPEN!

Your girlfriend was absolutely gorgeous. Sometimes, the hardest part of being with her was that she didn't see that herself. Emily was always relatively confident, but she didn't see just how beautiful she was.

Her raven hair, which was slowly starting to mix with sparse strands of silver, was perfect for running your hands through. Her onyx eyes were easy to get lost in, reflecting her wisdom and maturity. Everything about her, head to toe, was like she was made just for you.

And you planned to show her.

That's why she was currently flat on her back on your shared bed, legs and arms spread wide so you had easier access.

You started with her forehead, peppering her face with quick kisses that made her giggle before trailing down to her neck. She trailed off into a choked moan, looking down at you. You just smiled at her, tugging gently on her hair and urging her to close her eyes. Once she did as you asked, you moved down to the smooth expanse of her chest, kissing the valley between.

She was moaning fully now, and you could feel her getting antsy. You kneeled between her legs, not letting her relieve the pressure. You wanted to be the one giving her pleasure. Your fingers wandered after your mouth, sliding down to palm each breast.

Emily bit her lip, keeping her focus on your touch. Her hips shifted slightly, but you reassured her you'd be giving her what she needed shortly. You trailed the tip of your tongue down the center of her stomach, feeling the hidden muscles beneath.

The two of you fell into a comfortable silence, years of togetherness making the needs of her body second nature to you. You finally settled between her legs, licking a broad stripe up her folds and reveling hedonistically in her noises.

She knew what you wanted, for her to sit still and enjoy it, but she needed more. You obliged, spreading her slickness around and making her writhe needily. It was like an offering, and the sounds you managed to coax out of her were your rewards. This woman was like a goddess, and you were her willing disciple, tending to the temple of her body.

Emily spread her legs wider to give you better access, and you greedily lapped her up. Your hands found their way to the usual spots, one alternating between each nipple and lavishing them with attention while the other moved closer to her entrance.

She whined for more, and who were you, a mere mortal, to deny her what she wanted? You slid one finger into her waiting heat, which she rewarded with a sharp gasp. Your finger thrust with renewed vigor, determined to make her moan, make her come, make her feel the prayer you were reciting between her legs.

Your fingers worked in tandem with your tongue to bring her to climax, and the taste of her was ambrosia itself. Certainly, if she bled, ichor, not blood, would flow from the wound.

Slowly and reluctantly, you peeled away from your feast, hovering over her to take everything in. How in the world did someone like her walk the earth without a loyal band of followers, people willing to bend to her every whim?

But as she kissed you lovingly as your reward for your piety, you knew that it was worth doing the work millions should be as long as she was satisfied.

[minimiance]

Traveling Buddies ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶ (Vash x fem reader)

Warnings: Monsterfucking :3, inhuman vash, loving sex ngl like making love…, biting (briefly), NOT MUCH ITS A SOFT ONE LET ME KNOW IF U WANT A ROUGH VER :3, made with 1998 vash in mind but really can be read as either!!

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Going along with Vash after that one night. You never brought up how inhuman he looked that night, and you felt he almost appreciated it. When all was said and done you were laid out next him, panting like a dog.

When your vision had cleared, the man laying next to you was the same he looked when he brought you to this rundown inn. The next morning when you woke up, you stared wide eyed as you watched him pack his own stuff and yours as well.

You maybe vaguely remember a conversation along the lines of “wanna follow you everywhere Mayfly, wanna bring you with me” as he pounded you so hard you were walking with a limp.

And then next you knew you were out in the deserts of No Man’s Land, riding along with Vash and digging through a sack to give him a donut as he rode. Looking off into the distance as you continue along the path set by Vash. He seemed to know where he was going. On the breaks where you would stretch your legs and drink water in the heat were marked with a soft peck on the lips from Vash. Sharing the canister of water and a small meal that wasn’t very good. The end of the break was always signified with a deeper kiss from Vash where you felt a familiar inhuman rumble deep from his chest.

Coming to the next town was a multiple day venture, leaving you tired and worn out. Sighing in relief when you were able to eat a full meal and wash up.

Settling into the inn’s bed and ignoring the kisses you feel at your neck for a moment before eventually allowing Vash to move his kisses down to your chest. Letting him suck at your nipples as he purrs softly.

He was more open with his inhuman nature this time. Glowing before your eyes get blurry. Working you open on his fingers and letting you see his cock, that seemed to sprout from a…flower of sorts? You couldn’t bring yourself to think about that much. Watching as a tapered and ridged, and almost bioluminescent blue, entered you slowly. Listening to Vash whine in a double toned vocal. You finally get to see the exact ridge that rubs against your clit on his harsher thrusts.

Feathered wings encapsulate you both, leaving you unable to see other than the faintest glow from inside of you where you are both connected and the glow from Vash and his skin all over.

“Mayfly…” Vash groans in your ear “love you, need you so bad. Gonna make me a good man…” He sighs, loud clicks coming from him that you can now identify as a sound of pleasure. He wasnt human, there was no way you were making things up in your head.

He was too fast with his thrusts, bumps that you can feel the whole time as your thighs tighten around him and you claw the only human flesh you feel on his shoulder as you silently scream. Vash rubbing small circles on your clit as you come undone with him, listening to the trill and buzz that comes from him take over your mind again like nights prior. Whining when his teeth sink into your shoulder possessively.

Laying with him and his unusually cold body, wings craddling you both in tight together as clawed fingers run up and down your side. Humming and purring like an engine as he traces your face and leaves kisses all over you.

[allmyocsarebritish]

Confessions

Pairing: Velvette X reader

Warnings(?): a bit rushed, i had a dream about Vel and this is what came of it, my share pony is called Velvet so this was a little odd ngl

Your close friendship with Velvette allowed you to see a side of her contrasting the way she presented herself to the rest of hell. It was nice, to see her acting sweet and soft, doting on her best friend.

Almost loving.

Although that was most likely your imagination, right? Of course: you slept in the same bed at sleepovers every night; shared a ridiculously oversized wardrobe; were eachother's first kiss; and spent all day practically glued at the hip, but that was just friendship. Right? You weren't stupid: you knew of your feelings for the young overlord. But the thought of them being reciprocated felt so inconceivable that you pushed down any hope of something more than friendship.

You sat cross-legged on Vel's queen-sized bed, the immaculate fuchsia sheets crisp and cool beneath you. On the other side of her luxurious room, Velvette sat at her dresser, mindlessly scrolling on her phone whilst waiting for her straighteners to heat enough to use.

"You know," you began, catching her attention as she turned her head to look at you. "I don't know why you insist on using those every day. I like your hair the way it is naturally."

"Are you questioning my sense of style, Y/N?" She asked, though her wide grin betrayed her attempt to seem offended. "Anyone but you would be dead for that, babe."

You tried not to show the way heat flushed your cheeks at the nickname. However, Vel being Vel noticed immediately.

"Aww, what's the matter? Flustered?" She taunted you, hopping off her chair and waltzing over. Your thoughts began to whirr at her words, were you so obvious? Did she know how you felt about her? You felt a tiny dip in the bed as Velvette sat next to you.

"Who, me? Pfft, no!" You decided to play into it, joining her in the banter. "It's just warm in here."

"It's cause I'm here." You scoffed at her 'joke', rolling your eyes. In a way that couldn't be any less subtle if you tried, you decided to stand up at that moment, mumbling something about checking her straighteners weren't overheating. As luck would have it, they were just about ready to use.

"They're done, Vel." You told her, turning around and making eye contact. Her face was mostly neutral, though there was a just noticeable hint of confusion and racing thoughts behind her expression. You felt the nerves sieze you at the prospect of her catching onto you, but you suppressed them, not wanting to draw out the awkwardness of the conversation. Vel slowly pushed herself off the bed and made her way over to you, uncharacteristically reserved.

Velvette sat down on the chair at her dresser, facing away so that you had complete access to her hair, but you stepped in front of her.

"What's on your mind?" You gently poked her forehead, hoping you hadn't made her uncomfortable with your barely concealed feelings. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, pinching her nose bridge, and you could swear your racing heartbeat was audible. The silence was drawn out and you began to panic.

"You don't have to tell me what's wrong if you don't want to, V." You decided to give her space, pivoting so you once again stood behind her.

You gently gathered her hair and began to get to work on styling it, exceptionally careful not to pull or snag, and gently running your fingers through her soft curls.

Velvette was always observant, able to pick up on signs of how others were feeling. She did it at the overlord's meeting with Carmilla, she did it when communicating a business pitch, she did it when around Vox and Val - their moods were the most unpredictable. But you confused her, and it was incredibly frustrating for the young overlord. She couldn't interpret the inconsistent signals you emitted, and she was too scared of losing you to assume. Her pride refused to allow her to admit this however, so she continued to question in silence for as long as possible. Her need for attention led to attempts at dropping hints herself, but you were either oblivious or dismissive, and she was reaching the end of her tether.

"How do you feel about me?" Her question caught you off guard and you stopped in your tracks, frozen like a deer in headlights. (aLaStOr MenTiOnEd?!?!) Oh, now you were certain she was onto you. You swallowed thickly, aware that there was no going back from this. However, you still continued your vain attempt to play cool.

"I think that I'm honoured to have you as my best friend, you're smart, successful-"

"That's not answering the question."

Shit.

"Vel, I-" you took a deep breath. Now or never.

"I really like your stupid face and I couldn't live without it."

The drawn out silence lead you to question if maybe you said the wrong thing. Until it was broken by Vel's light-hearted laugh, one reserved for only you.

"I love you, you daft sod."

"I love you too." You grinned, smiling at her as she turned around in her chair. Velvette opened her arms and you slot in them, embracing her tightly and allowing relief to wash over you.

"But call my face stupid again and I'll drop you off in cannibal town."

[pandorasfavorite]

Dominik Mysterio with a girlfriend who has a temper.

AN: Ngl I'm not going to proof read this, just enjoy babes.

If his jabbering goes on for another minute surely you will go crazy. Finn is an idiot for being friends with him, Damian is an idiot for letting him in and Rhea is an idiot for allowing it. Dom is just there but you are positive you could think of something that would make him just as stupid. Everyone agreeing to let JD in the group made your days at work nearly unbearable, but you've always been one for exaggerations. "Shut up!", you are sprawled out on the couch with your head pushed into the pillow as you yell at JD. He has been the only person talking for the last 10 minutes and to make matters worse he and Dominik lost 30 minutes before. You hear his tiny scoff, "No need to be rude, I was just saying...".

"Yea, well just stop 'saying' or whatever you're doing." you sit up on the couch completely. Everyone apart from JD is grinning at his offended face, at this point he should be used to it. He doesn't speak again for another few minutes, instead he moves to stand by Finn expecting some sort of backup. Dominik rolled his eyes at the whole situation, he was already annoyed by the loss that without a doubt JD brought upon him. He comes towards the couch, plopping down beside you and tapping the side of your thigh with his leg. You don't move or give him any more room on the couch, your side is against his, and for a moment the idea that you will get thrown to the other side of the couch runs through your mind. But surprisingly Dominik does just the opposite, his arm slings around the back of the couch and your body falls into the comfort of his side. Any previous anger that you felt vanished in a split second.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------In the morning you wake up with a rocky start, your alarm failed to wake you up and you are drenched in sweat from the heater. Both of these are your fault, you forgot to set the alarm and you turned the heat up but nothing determines your day like a bad morning. You swallow down two aspirins on the way out of the house, the icy breeze instantly making the blood on your face rush to your cheeks. You just barely make it to work without slipping on the ice on the stairs, in fact, you had to catch yourself on the railing. You feel the irritation itching in your brain and your eyebrows seem to be permanently frozen on your face. You stomp all the way to the room without even realizing it, but The Judgement Day could hear you from all the way down the hallway. They all spare each other glances with the same look of realization, today you woke up MAD. You throw yourself into the room but not without struggling to open the door with your gloved hand. Your glove goes flying at Damian's face the moment you trudge through the room.

He merely laughs before looking away quickly to avoid your glare. "Can we please get this over with?", you ask without a sliver of patience, it's too damn cold to be fooling around. "Rough morning?", JD asks from his spot by Finn. Your frown deepens at the sound of his voice and your eyes snap to him, "Rough race?", you ask him right back. Rhea smacks a hand over her mouth to stop her laughs but Damian, Dominik, and Finn don't bother hiding their fit of laughter. Dominik walks over to you still suppressing a few laughs, his cold hands grab yours, and his eyes naturally flicker to look at your lips when he talks. "What's got you grumpy?", his thumb glides across the outside of your hand. "I woke up late then Jack Frost decided to be a bitch", you say not joking, your frown somehow deepening even further. Dominik can't help but huff out another laugh, and then in an instant his hands move to your face, smoothing over your eyebrows and forcing them to go back to normal. Then he brushed his thumb across the bottom of your lip to watch your lips twitch into a loving smile. "You're too pretty to always be mad princess-", he begins to give you the same spew you've heard for months.

"Your smile is perfect you know?"

"Please don't be mad, I love seeing you happy baby"

The normal spew. "Then the world needs to stop making me mad-", you turn around and squint at JD again, "-and him too". You point at him to make sure he knows you're talking about him. JD throws his hands up and looks around to see if anyone is going to say anything but honestly, The Judgment Day loves to see you humble him.

[strom-in-the-sky]

hii i just saw your dazai smut and it means so much to me 🥺

is it possible to do a dazai x afab reader comfort + smut who has small chest is often feels insecure of the way she looks, thinking shes not as pretty as the other girls and had a breakdown in front of him about how she is not good enough and doesnt understand why someone as handsome and desirable as dazai would ever love her?

tysm bby <3

Ahhhhh! Thank you >< I'm glad to hear!!! Thanks for the request! ♡

Warnings/content.

Female user, no y/n mentioned. user is a bit inoccent in a sense. Dazai nickname for women ((Bella, belladonna)), body shaming on user part. User not mentioned as skiny, or plump. (You all pretty never underestimated yourself ♡) breakdown/ poor mental health. Mention slightly of dazai past. Dazai being probably occ. Insecurities. Written by someone who's a virgin and no experience in sex is not actually to the real thing. NSFW under the cut.

Sort ngl.

You were pretty in dazai's eye. Very pretty. For a man sin and dirt on his hand, he found peace in someone, and that lovely person is you. He doesn't even care what type of body you have. Sure, he been around once and awhile paying with other girl's feelings. But yours oh his sweet little inoccent bella. He loves you so much and pretty much shows you it every single day. Many kisses in the morning, secretly making sure you were much better than him. Seriously, this man is broke, but he spends every cent on you to see you smile happy. It felt much, much better than anything else he ever indulged in. Now dazai isn't stupid. He is a very smart man. Many more sometimes than you expect. So when he felt something was off with his sweet bella, he opted for the best option, finding it out himself. Since you probably wouldn't tell him straight up or lie. He could see it, so he opted to get the answers he wanted himself.

"Bella~, I'm heading out to buy us something to eat, alright? I be back in a bit, " he lied but for a good reason "accidently" leaving his wallet on the counter as he made his way out of the bedroom. You were showing, but you till heard what he said. Once you came out, the shower, drying off your skin. You got on your bra and panties before letting a small sigh out. Looking down at your chest. Dazai always said your body was built so wonderful for him. The perfect nature of a woman in his eyes. The doubts started to flood your head. Wonderfully. Just wonderfully. "I wonder what he sees in a woman like me... he is so handsome and wonderful. I'm just a skiny bones.... I don't even have a chest... maybe a more woman with a chest...or ass..mabye, even a skinner waist...." Words leak out your mouth almost like how water did. Oh, but that lovely boyfriend heard it all. His stomach dropped. How could his wonderful Bella think of that! It broke his heart to hear you sniffls but also he loved hearing them when if was onlt for him...oh his sweet bella dod things to his heart.... "He probably doesn't deserve me-" With that, the door was pushed open as dazai pulled you into his arms. He was taller, lanky frame curled over yours as he pulled you back into his chest. "Bella. Never ever think of that again, you hear me. I love you. Do you know what you do to me? You make me... feel whole... don't you ever say if you deserve me. I'm the one who is lucky here." he mumbled into your ears as you cried. God, he hated how much it made him twitch in his pants. As he just wished to bend you over and take you then. But he knew he had to care softly for his precious Bella first.

"Just let me show you how much I love this body of yours~" he didn't even let you get a next word as he sat down on the bed pulling you to his back again making you face a mirror in the shared bedroom. The small, fully body mirror, as he loop his legs to yours to pull them apart. He whispered nothing but sweet words in his ears as his lanky hands ran down your neck to your chest. "You know I like any women, bella~, and well, I don't care if you don't have a chest or a models body. You know how adorable you are when your girls get perked~ like~ ah! There it's~ It looks like someone existed to see me!" His big palms didn't waste time getting the bra off as he tossed it away as he squished your small chest. His figures worked on pinching and twisting your nipples. Chuckling at your face as he watched threw the mirror. As small mewls came from your lips, one hand moved to travel to your neck and hold your head to look at yourself in the mirror when you tired to look away as the other slid down your body over your stomach. "Your belly is so good too~ I just move to rest my head on it, so squishy and nice~ so much hickey i can leave on it~ my sweet bella..." he purred as he titled his head to suck and lick your neck. His hand squished your stomach as his palm almost cover your whole stomach, completely tracing heart shapes to it. His eyes looked at your face as he smirked. "Good girl~ and then his litte pretty cunt. I can't get enough of it." That when it came painfully noticeable. He was rock hard in his pants. He knew what he was doing as he shifted his hips a bit. "Feel it bella? Feel what your body does to me? I can't control it when it comes to you~" he chuckled as his hand traced your pantie line.

"Suck a shame. I got to mess up my pretty girl pussy up~"

I hope this was good >< slightly rushed and I might add more or change more later....

Proof read- nu uh.

[onskepa]

Hey! How about neteyam x human reader? Back on earth, she had been working at a circus and knows lots of tricks. May she show him some?

Ngl it reminded me of the Amazing Digital Circus. BUT! I will stray from that! So I used black butler for reference and other circus stuff to get the idea. So I hope you enjoy this one~!!

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Ko'on

Na’vi are flexible by nature. Running, swinging, swimming, doing so many activities that make their bodies lean and very strong. Broken bones or an injured body part is bound to happen. Neteyam knows this, he has fair share of getting hurt, being scrapped and on close calls breaking bones. 

However, what neteyam can't wrap his mind around is how boneless the humans can be. How flexible they looks, as if their skin is made of rubber or some material that can move freely. 

Best example he can put is his good friend ko’on. She can move in such strange ways that neteyam would believe she has no bones. Bending completely backwards, forwards, or walking around with just her hands. Better yet, do archery with her feet! Ko’on would give brief explanations of how she was able to do such things. But never a full blown explanation or proper reason for how she can be so…movable.

“Hm, this is pretty good actually,” Ko'on comments as she happily eats some dried meat. Neteyam was sitting across from her, staring down in worry and being slightly weirded out. Ko’on notices his stare and looks up at him, “what? Do I have something on my face?” she asks. 

“Does it hurt?” he asks. 

Ko’on looks to her left and right, shrugging, “what hurts?” 

“Ko’on, you have both of your feet beside your head while bending backwards completely. How does that not hurt?” he wonders. 

“Ooohh, well it is the same as you hanging upside down, it's normal. Nothing hurts” ko’on answers simply as she takes another bite of her little snack. “Wow, looks like i'm going to ask your mom to make more of these tasty treats-”

“Forget the meat for one second and tell me how that works. Do you even have bones??” neteyams interrupts ko’on. She rolls her eyes and sits up normally. “I do have bones. I am just flexible from all my years of being a performer back on Earth”. 

“A performer?” he repeats. The girl nods, her mind swinging into nostalgic mode. 

“Yuppers, I used to be in a circus” 

“What is a circus?” Neteyam asks after a couple minutes of silence. He and ko’on were taking their time walking around in the forest, him walking calmly as his friend jumps and makes some neat tricks on the branches and vines.

“A circus is a wonderful and even magical place. With a big massive tent that can hold hundreds of people! There is a ringleader, the host and team player. Then you got the stuntmans, the silly clowns and dare devils! There was a whole team of amazing performers”

Neteyam listens happily as ko’on goes on of her time at the circus. And from how she describes, it seemed to be a fun place where everyone was able to enjoy themselves. Perhaps that would be something his family would enjoyed.

And seeing ko’on go on, smile as she explains what roles and shows they had, neteyam wouldn't mind hearing her all day.

“So, what was your role in the circus?” he asks. Ko’on smiles widely, spreading out her arms almost like in a T-pose. “My role was the acrobatic performer. I could jump, lift, swing in tight ropes, walk in thin ones, and almost fly high! And my flexibility made me light as a feather” ko’on said with such enthusiasm.

Neteyam couldn't help but chuckle a bit, “well, if you are as amazing as you say. Perhaps you can show me a few tricks?”. His friend looks down at him, tilting her head a bit, “you want to learn to be flexible?” she asks. Neteyam nods, “as much as I can be”

 “You make it look so easy…….!!” neteyam stumbles on himself, falling down from trying to copy ko’on. The girl in question giggles as she sits with her legs over her shoulder and walking around with her hands. “I think its your tail, might be in the way of not properly balancing yourself”. 

Both straight up from the failed position practice. Dusting himself off, neteyam wasn't ready to give up. “Is there anything that doesn't have my tail in the way?” he asks, and immediately ko’on nods. “Yuppers! Balancing on a thin rope, or since we are outside, the vines. Your tail might help you alot in this”. 

Ko’on takes the lead in demonstrating him as she easily stands still on one of the nearby vines. “The key is mental control. Try not to think you will fall over cause then you will. Be calm, be in the moment, be in the zen mode and it will be easy”. 

‘Well easy for her to say’ neteyam thought. Seeing ko’on walking around on the vines was amazing truly, but neteyam felt like he might die if he takes one wrong move. 

“Also dont sway-DONT SWAY!!” 

Too late, neteyam swayed too much on the right that he fell. Luckily the fall wasnt that high. He grunted as he landed on the groun, hissing a bit at the pain from landing on his side. Ko’on jumps down with grace and goes over to him. Bending down to examine him, she suggests “how about a break?” 

He nods to that. 

Eclipse was reaching soon so the two take their sweet time making it back home. 

“Hey, maybe with some stretches and other stuff, you might be able to pull it off. I was going a bit hard on you "Ko'on says, breaking their silence. Neteyam nods to that, but remembers something. 

“The circus…is it still a thing on Earth. When you talk about it, you say it with a bit of sadness” he points out. Ko’on nods, a sad smile matching the mood of her eyes. 

“Unfortunately, circuses is not the same. Heck, when I was in it, it was nothing like how it was 100 or 200 hundred years ago. The circus had different kinds of animals. Wild and exotic animals. But as years go by, those animals would stop being shown…and they would be extinct..” 

“So what happened? No more animals..? 

“In a way, yes. But holographic animals. Its not the same, and before I left, they wanted to change the circus forever. More than usually and I hated it” ko’on says with anger growing in her voice. Neteyam blinks a bit, wondering. 

“Changed it? How?” 

“Getting rid of actual performers and stunts, all what makes a circus, gone! And to replace it with the oh so “The amazing digital circus!” ko’on says in a rather mocking tone. Neteyam contained his inner laughter. Not wanting ko’on to see it. 

“And the ring leader isn't even a real ring leader! Just a talking gummy jaw with floating eyes and a weird ass bubble assistant!” 

Im sorry, I had to put it in. But that was a goody! Hope you like it! I might come back to fix it cause im writing it while being half asleep. So, until next time! See ya!

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ko'on = Ring, oval shape, closed ring

[urautismdiagnosis]

A Really Self Indulgent Sea Monster AU

the design is inconsistent because I drew them on different days lol

theres lore after my doodles

spider

we still love you <3

i feel the need to clarify that he's doing that snake thing where they stick out their tongue to sniff things, bro is not coming in for a smooch, he's trying to see if barnacles has more fish biscuits LMSO

"big kitty <3 he loves me and I love him<3"

"he brought me food so I have to stay"

alright so this au is basically "lol he talks about sea monsters all the time what if he WAS one?"

first off, what even IS he? well he's sorta a fire spirit with some inspiration from Japanese yokai! split tails and split ears in cats are representative of nekomata. I'm not really extremely well versed in Japanese yokai or their possible alternate stories, but from what I can tell nekomata are essentially older domestic cats that have a more sinister side and strange abilities that are often associated with death and manipulation? anyways side tangent over-

Time for weird *ss biology that doesn't make sense!

The fur is actually more like sharp quills

venomous biter, for the main mouth and the snakes

the fire on him isn't actually fire, it is energy and it is warm, but it shouldn't actually hurt you, if anything its more of an illusion

^^^ however if the fire makes contact with the venom it is... very explosive and can cause real actual fires that are very hard to put out

he scampers like a weasel or a marten on all his legs

like 14 feet tall at full strength

very bendy, great climber and jumper, very twisty, can also swim very well too

snakes have lil gills and the eye on his underside (under the first chest) is actually a false eye, its still sensitive to light, but it really acts as another source for breathing in the water lol (or spitting out venom at things trying to get his more soft and sensitive underside)

gonna be real he absolutely would eat a deer alive womp womp

6 eyes on the face, the two main ones function like normal, the two lower ones kinda work like a snake seeing heat and the two top ones are less "eyes" but more like electricity sensors lol

yes he's so over done and over detailed but he's not supposed to be a natural creature, he's supposed to be a giant freak and I love him with all my heart

also he has absolutely zero braincells like this

THE THREE SNAKES AYY!!!!:

Ok so, the snakes are essentially just his subconscious brought out,

Noodle: Survival and awareness, very serious always alert

Worm: Nuturing and seeking comfort/shiny things

Aepep: Has adhd

Noodle is more physically seperated from worm and aepep and has more length to move around. Each snake has one "eye". Noodle has the normal eyesight, while worm has the infrared and aepep can sense things the same way a hammerhead shark can. they can all sniff, only noodle can spit venom tho, but dont tell the others theyre not venomous or else that WILL hurt their feelings.

the snakes themselves can function independently with their own behaviours and even interact with eachother, however they're still part of the main entity.

Kwazii can choose to look through them (would have to close off all eyesight from his face though, it would take at least 10 minutes to get it back) or they can basically "tell him" because they are literally his subconscious. he cant "see" what they do when they tell him things, but its more of just an innate understanding? like closing your eyes and still being able to tell what you're touching with your hands ig

because he's so long and large he also uses the snakes for balance and as a way to prevent injuries. them being able to move on their own uses a lot less of his mental energy and helps him be able to prioritize his focus, which is important when u got SO many limbs

He also sees the vegimals as little kittens just thought I'd share that

anyways onto the ACTUAL AU

i havent really developed it all that much ngl, I just wanted to make a Feral Lil Guy

but essentially the idea is that kwazii got cursed a long time ago while treasure hunting and grabbing the wrong treasure or something (thats a lie, he was the treasure being hunted LMSO lil runaway babyyyyyyyyyyyy

(the idea is that essentially that there was some treasure or something that was more like a source of energy or whatever the hell, and if some forest animals went "damn people keep trying to get this rock so they can ruin our houses and nests>:( ooh! lets get rid of it by throwing it at the next person we see!" and then they kinda just threw it into a lil kitten kwaziis skull (who was out exploring alone when he shouldnt have been) and then it just... went straight through him and he just... fcking absorbed it....

lil guy didn't even know until some years later when "SHT went down" and oh nooooooooo another evil pirate clan against ur lone crew because they think u have some weird *ss treasure y'all haven't even heard offff who could've foretoldddd... Oh noooooooooooo you discovered that you're a daemon in the worst way possible, talk about a crazy puberty transformation

all he remembers is a storm and that he's cursed and was the only one to make it out smh <:(

ill probably change the details later tho ngl but this is what I have for now LMSO

anyways he managed to seal it away, but it comes back out if he breaks the seal. how is the seal broken? why by stabbing right where the "eye" on the abdomen is, right below the rib cage! wonder how they'll find that out :)

Alot of this will probably change but this is what it is rn

If u couldn't tell by now he can't really talk like this, also the size and amount of limbs and etc is pretty dependent on how safe he feels?

So basically when the seal was undone it was just... releasing repressed emotions is what I'm now realizing

And also it kinda happened as a last resort kinds thing that was very dangerous...

I'll probably get into some of my ideas for that later on a reblog or seperate post,cuz my little "plot" for what happens isnt really that developed other than "omg he calms down when barnacles plays his accordian shttily 🥺" and "oh he brought them a dead deer like how irl cats bring mice after he realized that they weren't dangerous "

If yall have any ideas tho I am interested 🥰🥰 cuz I'm still developing the plot or whatever yk?

[onecantsimply]

I'm gonna be blunt about this, so... 👀

Submissive Jack.

Face down, ass up.

Getting mercilessly fucked from behind by Male Reader.

Include bondage, edging, and extreme overstimulation.

I wanna see this man cry and beg.

He's not escaping.

Please and thank you. 🙏🙏🙏

Warning: Submissive Jack, massive overstimulation, bondage, edging, begging, crying, male reader being a teasing dick, and me not being able to write anything to set up the smut so we're getting right into it- 

I have no idea how to do bondage lmfao, so-

Ngl this was kinda rushed but I might write more smuts soon-

- RIGHT INTO THE SMUT LES GO- -

Jack clutched at the sheets, his nails digging through the fabric and into his skin. It ached from the strength of his grip, but seemed like nothing compared to the complete pounding he was receiving from behind. "(Y/n)... More gentle...! Ple-" Jack was cut off when (Y/n) had pulled him closer, the male's tip pushing right into Jack's g-spot. The gentleman was immediately rendered unable to move from his own accord. His eyes seemed to faintly twitch as they slightly rolled to the back of his head. 

He didn't know why (Y/n) was going so hard on him this time around. Usually, he was never so rough, naturally always going to Jack's preferred pace. But this time... it was a disaster. Perhaps something went on during his assignment as an assassin? He did seem slightly distressed when he got home. And yet, Jack couldn't do anything to help his own lover unless it was... this. 

So here he was, being used as a stress toy for his beloved husband. 

Jack could barely even breathe through the sheets. But if he lifted his head, he knew fully well that he'd be a groaning and mewling mess. Well, he couldn't lift his head anyways. Not with (Y/n)'s hand clutching his hair and keeping his head in the bed. Jack's eyes twitched once more before his head was tugged upwards. The male grit his teeth faintly, whimpering with every thrust (Y/n) gave into his walls. 

Well, even with how rough he was going, Jack couldn't say that he didn't like it. From how erect his dick was and how twitchy it was, there was no exception to the fact that he enjoyed what was being given to him. 

(I can barely even move... My legs... They're so... -Jack) 

The male faintly shivered as he attempted to lower his head. Yet, (Y/n) tugged it upwards again, making Jack whimper. He could feel his dick starting to throb upwards the closer he got to his release. "(Y/n)... Cumming..." Jack softly warned. The male immediately fell onto the bed with a pant the second the male let go of his hair. "Do you want that release?" (Y/n) questioned. His pace started to slow down. "Yes..." Jack muttered. He once again clenched at the bed sheets. "Then beg." A darker heat clouded his face. 

Did (Y/n) truly want to steal more of Jack's pride? More than he already has? 

"You can't say anything about it. After all, this is what you want." The gentleman immediately shivered upon hearing the complete truth. "And you want more... So beg for it." Jack bit at his lip the moment (Y/n)'s thumb rubbed against his tip. "I've..." The gentleman softly started. "Louder." The other man ordered. "This is precisely what I've wanted..." Jack muttered, attempting to think, even with how jumbled his mind was. "I've always needed pleasure like this... without ever touching myself..." He clenched at the sheets even more as his nails dug into his skin. "And... I ache for more..." Jack whimpered. He attempted to look down, only to softly shudder when his head was pulled up again. "I want more..." Jack softly begged. "Louder, Jack. That isn't enough." The male began to tear up when he felt (Y/n)'s thumb teasing at his rim. The man's nail was circling around his tip. "I want more of this...! Please keep going...!" Jack once again begged. 

"Ah... So cute, aren't you...?" The male panted, not even being able to reply anymore. 

He felt oddly humiliated, so why was it that his dick grew more excited when he had to beg?  Why was it that he got more aroused the more he had to endure (Y/n)'s touch? 

At this point, Jack fully understood one thing. 

In any situation, he'd be satisfied to get fucked by (Y/n) at any time.  And he'd want to get more, even if it requires for him to not be able to move by the next day. 

"Ah, you're a good boy... Your begging is so adorable..." Jack was immediately placed on (Y/n)'s lap before the male started to thrust up into him. The gentleman yelped for a moment. Yet, he began to slur as he melted into the arousal given to him. 

(Yes, yes... -Jack) 

The male felt his eyes slowly twitch. 

"There, there...!" He softly begged. 

(Y/n)'s dick immediately began to pound right into the man's g-spot once again. Right as it did so, Jack could feel his dick throb upwards. Even more so when (Y/n) continued to stroke at his entire dick. 

There was nothing Jack could do but get ready to cum. 

He slurred the moment (Y/n) had pulled him down to the very deepest part of his dick. 

Jack felt his cum gush out of his tip, especially when he felt a warmth invading his walls, most likely creating ribbons and webs of semen within him. 

The male could barely keep his eyes open. He could distantly hear (Y/n) chuckle as he gently kissed the gentleman's cheek. "You did good, Love..." Jack could only whimper in reply, slightly mewling when he felt the male pull out. "We have some aftercare to go through, so no falling asleep now, got it?" 

That somewhat felt impossible.  Jack just hoped he could stay awake as (Y/n) carried him to the restroom. 

[urauntiefaye]

Faye, are you still opening your requests? If still, i want to share my thoughts, I want you to write it into a oneshot😙. (Yk i love my man jo👀)

scenario/storyline Jo's jealous sex when he saw me perform a duet with a sexy concept with Myung Jaehyun (BoNeDo) on the MAMA stage🌚

Jaehyun and I are one year apart, and I'm the same age as Jo in this plot✨. Ugh, I'm curious about your writing from my hard thoughts (Aka I want to know your version). Your oneshot about jealous Lee-Han is really good huhu🥺. It really feels hard smut when you make the Lee-Han version, especially without protection👁️👄👁️ (I'm quite surprised that someone requested that abt lee-han😭)

Slow it Down: Jo One Shot(🔞)

Title: Slow it Down

CW: choking, mention of Jaehyun from Boynextdoor, DomJo, fem/afab, unprotected sex, spanking like once, let me know if I missed anything.

WC: 446

A/N: I tried man, I hope you like it 😭, ngl I feel like I might have rushed this, I’m working on another Jo fic though that might take me forever to write tbh.

To say that Jo was pissed would be an understatement, he was beyond pissed, after seeing your little dance with Jaehyun during Mama had really set him off. Now he knew that you would be doing a duet with him, but he did not know that the duet would involve you practically grinding your body on Jaehyun. Your hands were tied above your head, your legs pushed up against your chest as Jo relentlessly thrusted into you. “J-jo, slow down, to’much~” you pathetically moan out only to have Jo respond by landing a harsh slap to your already sore ass. His hips never once slowing down, instead picking up the pace even more which you didn’t even think was possible.“He touched what’s mine” Jo grunted out between harsh, sharp thrust. Your moans echoed through out the room following the squelching sound of his dick ramming into your tight wet hole. He wrapped his hand around your throat adding slight pressure, his possessive nature started to take over. He leaned closer to you, his chest flushed against yours his lips barely just brushing against yours as he made you look him in the eyes ``no one touches what’s mine”. His words made you clench around him, mind going blank as the pleasure became overwhelming. You soon became a blubbering mess, trying to plead with him but not a single word came out. Jo could tell that you were close from how your legs started to quiver, his slim fingers darted your clit and rubbed quick circles. His actions caused you to arch your back, your breath hitched in the back of your throat. “Cum baby, cum on dick~” he groaned out, His hips practically jackhammering into you as he was also close to cumming, your body not being able to keep up, shaking in pure ecstasy as your walls spammed out of control around his cock. Both you and Jo lost in the pleasure you didn’t know that he had already come to you, the thick seed leaking out making more of a mess between your legs. He didn’t let up his thrust however, instead becoming more desperate, “f-fuck, such a filthy whore, taking all of my cum” he groaned into your ear, your body convulsing even more as another orgasm washed over your body. Jo rammed his hips into your more, after one last powerful thrust he emptied himself inside you, your pussy taking every last drop. He rubbed your sides as he peppered soft kisses around your face, stilling all movements but not pulling out. Despite both you being sweaty messes you choose to stay in each other’s arms soon falling asleep while cockwarmimg.

[quickestsilvermaximoff]

look at this godforsaken mess that you've made me (mcu wanda maximoff x f!reader)

a/n: ngl idk where this came from but y'know what I love Wanda let her have a fic! it is a sad fic with some smut in the middle BFNJEDFB

warnings: major character death (reader and Pietro's death), bi Wanda having her bi awakening, bathroom sex, vaginal fingering, kind of subby Wanda, one use of y/n FBHGBHHGFJHBF

The days following Sokovia are filled with grey. With endless nothingness. Her heart aches, her soul aches. The Wanda Maximoff of before is no longer whole. There is a void in her life, a gaping, agonizing wound that bleeds and aches and bleeds some more, refusing to heal even with time. She is given her space by her new team members, mourning the loss of her country, her brother and...

Losing Pietro was like losing a limb, feeling her connection with him just end like that was something she would never, ever recover from. It's hard not to think of him every day. If he were here, he'd know what to say, would pull her into his arms and reassure her that life would go on. How could it, now? Now that her brother is gone, as well as...

Losing you was like having someone stamp on her already defeated and broken heart.

Finding you had been a surprise, completely unexpected, out of the blue. Pietro had been giving you the eyes, smirking that smirk that made Wanda roll her eyes and that made girls weak in the knees. But you had smiled, given his shoulder a pat and promptly informed him that he wasn't quite your type.

The last part said, naturally, while looking at Wanda from across the bar.

Her brother had gotten the hint, backing off and giving Wanda a wry smile as she blushed, ducked her head down.

She'd never been hit on by a woman before. Had never been faced with considering...

She'd had thoughts, alone, in her bedroom or the shower. Thoughts of what it would be like to kiss a woman's lips, to touch her breasts, to taste her...

"I'm [Y/N]," you had introduced, smile wide and eyes bright, and oh, oh how Wanda's stomach had twisted into confused knots. "Can I get you a drink?"

"Yeah," Wanda had breathed, swallowing. "Whatever you're having is fine, uh..."

"Gotcha. Can I get your name, while I'm at it?"

"Wanda," she'd said, mouth dry and pulse thrumming. The twinkle in your eyes was downright hypnotic.

"Wanda," you repeated, and god, she should have been embarrassed for it, but warmth pooled between her legs at her name coming from your mouth. The way you tasted the word, eyes darting down to her lips. "Pretty, I like it."

It was a good thing that you did, because shortly, the pair of you had disappeared into an empty bathroom stall, hands desperate and mouths hot.

"I've never- not with a woman before," Wanda breathed against your lips, hands clinging onto your waist so tight she's certain she's left marks.

You just smiled, leaning your forehead against hers. "You sure you wanna do this?" you asked, cupping her cheeks, gently brushing her thumbs along her cheekbones.

Wanda nodded, breath hitched in her throat.

You pressed the softest of kisses to her lips, before trailing sweet kisses down her neck, one hand slipping up beneath her blouse, moving underneath her bra and delicately tweaking at the nipple there.

"Oh!" Wanda gasped, causing you to smile against her throat, pinching harder on her nipple. It's painfully good each time you twisted and lightly pulled at the nub, sending little shocks between Wanda's legs. "It feels so good I- fuck it's too-"

"Shh, baby," you smiled, nipping at her neck. "Be a good girl and just enjoy it, alright?" your other hand moved down, unbuttoning her jeans and sliding the zipper down.

Nothing could have prepared Wanda for the feeling of another woman's hand on her most intimate area. Your fingers are light, teasing, a lover's caress. The hint of your touch has Wanda panting, squirming against the wall of the stall.

"Please." she pleaded, and you looked at her, smiling, leaning down and softly pressing your lips to hers.

"You have no idea what you're asking for, do you?" you'd hummed, kissing your way down her throat, down her body. You slid her jeans and underwear down her legs, leaning in and gently pressing your lips to the apex between her legs.

Wanda's legs trembled, her hands scrambled against the wall for balance, a strangled gasp escaping her as you parted her legs and licked a long stripe from her soaked centre straight to her clit. One of your hands moves from her hips to between her thighs, gently stroking, gathering wetness, before abruptly they're being shoved inside her.

"Fuck!" Wanda squeaked, squeezing her eyes shut at the sudden sensation, her cunt throbbing around your fingers. You smiled against her clit, a wicked thing that sent another spark of heat deep in her cunt.

And that was that.

You were both inseparable after that night. Pietro often made fun of you both for it, but Wanda knew it wasn't malicious. She found herself staying at your place more often, found herself growing more and more comfortable with herself each day. You made her feel like herself, like she didn't need to hide a damn thing.

Your smile was intoxicating, your eyes mesmerising, your laugh made her ache with the desire to keep hearing that sound. You were funny, her sides still ached from the memory of laughing at you and Pietro trading barbs and taunts like you'd been brother and sister all along. You were sweet as honey, stern as can be when it came to political rallies and protests. You fucked her so good she'd forget her name, you held her close during the nights and made her feel truly safe.

All of that was gone, now. Buried deep within Sokovia, your beloved country.

You hadn't been found amongst the survivors, hadn't registered in the endless list of names. But Wanda knew, even without looking at the register. She'd felt the loss of you alongside Pietro.

Even now, curled up on her too big, too soft bed, a sitcom playing in the background, the loss eats away at her still. The memories make her hurt, rather than feel fondness. She both wishes to forget and desperately clings to what little shards of you she has left.

"Wanda?" comes the soft voice of Vision, for once having entered through the door. She peers up from her blanket pile. "I'm not interrupting, am I?"

"No, no, you're fine." she murmurs, sitting up and removing her blankets. Vision smiles warmly at her, and she returns it as best as she can.

One day, perhaps, the ache deep in her chest will abate. One day, she may be able to truly smile again, to laugh, to feel anything but this all consuming pain buried deep down to the marrow of her bone.

[scekrex]

I like to think that after many rounds of bottoming, adam would become more confident with it and also become more dominant while bottoming.

What I'm saying is just really want power bottom adam.

Power bottom Adam is one of my fav headcanons for that man ngl. Like he gives both, power bottom and pillow princess and I love both

Rocking your world

pairing: Adam x male!reader

warnings: language, anal sex, choking, bottoming from the top

note: not beta read bc fuck you I don't have beta readers

Your back was being pressed firmly against the headboard of your bed as the first man’s hand was wrapped around your throat. His shiny golden eyes met yours and a shiver ran through your body at the sight of lust and desire that reflected in those beautiful orbs. Adam’s body had found its place in your lap, his legs were wrapped around your waist as he kept pushing his hips up and down your erected dick.

Who would’ve suspected the first man to be so fucking amazing at taking dick? You bet God had not been prepared for Adam’s bisexual curiosity - or maybe the mighty Lord above had it all planned out before you and Adam had even met, who knew.

“Fuck,” the brunette huffed breathlessly as the tip of your dick hit his prostate and he tried his best to keep the angle as steady as possible to not lose the stimulation of his sweet spot again. You loved seeing your boyfriend so confident while technically bottoming - yet you were not allowed to call him a bottom, the first man had explained that even though he was taking your dick, as long as he did the work and he was seated on top of you, he was the top and you were the bottom and given that you really couldn't care any less about who’s what, you had simply agreed with the older male. If that was what caused him to feel more comfortable with how things went, then you’d gladly play into that.

Your sweaty palms reached for your partners waist and once you landed a good grip, you guided his thrusts and steadied not only the angle but also his pace a little, huffs, groans, soft cries and moans were falling from the brunette’s lips and you were sure that no other creature that God had created and would create in the future was able to make sounds as pure and gorgeous as Adam’s sounds of pleasure. The light his halo produced made the sweat on his skin reflect which made the first man even more divine looking. And he was all yours.

The feeling of pride filled you as you watched your boyfriend, the taller man bounced on your dick like it was second nature, like he had been created for this, created to take your dick, to let you fuck him silly, to be filled up with your seeds. Especially because in the beginning he had not been a fan of the idea and even after trying it out for the very first time in all of his existence, he had not been fully convinced. But you had slowly introduced him to it all and after a few more rounds of him taking your dick instead of the other way around, he grew more and more comfortable with not only the situation but also the feeling itself and the fact that he was giving up a lot of control - even though he was on top of you, choking you while keeping your body pinned against the headboard.

A thrust of your hip caused him to softĺy cry out your name, followed by a curse, the grip around your throat tightened and you cheekily grinned up at the taller male, squeezing his hips playfully while pulling his body down until his ass was firmly pressed against your hips. “You’re not the one in charge,” you teased your boyfriend as another firm thrust against his prostate made him cry out once more, his back arched all beautifully at that and you were not able to hold back your hands which started to move from his hips to his chest, roaming over his perfect skin. “Fuck you,” the brunette tried to bite back, yet the ‘u’ sound of the word ‘you’ turned into a needy moan as you penetrated his sweet spot again, the grin on your lips only widened at the sight of that. “On it bitch,” was your response to his insult.

Adam shifted his hips, then he leaned forwards, his chest was almost pressed flush against your face as he looked down at you, “Oh really?” His voice had dropped, it sounded deeper than it usually did and that caused another shiver to run through your body. “Maybe you need to try fucking harder, slut,” the first man basically growled down on you as he tore his hips from your grip to move his hips again. That you were not willing to simply let him go through with, so you wrapped your hand around his dick instead which earned you a loud, throaty moan of your name and a stutter of his hips as his hand tightened yet again due to lack of self control. “Fuck, don’t you fucking dare and stop,” his voice sounded needy and his words reflected that neediness in Adam’s very own, very special way. He would not beg, he had done so once in the past. But he would demand. Demand you to go harder, to use him, to let him cum. It was his own version of begging, that you had learned. And so you quickened the pace as the brunette tried to not only meet the thrusts of your hips, but also the movements of your hands, chasing his pleasure while pleasuring you in the best way possible. Whines of your name fell from his lips every now and then and when you felt your orgasm building up, you tightened the grip around his dick as your movements all grew sloppier. Your thrusts kept missing his prostate, your hand slid off his dick before grabbing it again, it was visible that you were close. And audible too, given the sweet, sweet sounds that your body kept making for Adam’s ears to listen.

The first man was quick to react on both of you about to fall apart, the firm grip around your throat was used to pull you in as he bent down, he captured your parted lips in a bruising kiss, his teeth kept pulling your bottom lip between his very own soft lips, biting down on it without actually harming you. The sudden and surprising stimulation and intimacy the first man had suddenly initiated caused you to fall apart. The taller male’s lips swallowed all the sounds your body made, kept you quiet. And in return you swallowed the sounds the first man made as he painted your stomach with the familiar white and salty fluid.

[crow-in-a-teapot]

unreal unearth first impressions

OKAY REALISING I AM RELISTENING TO THIS ALBUM FOR THE HUNDREDTH TIME JUST TODAY ACCIDENTALLY SO IIM GONNA QUICKLY WRITE DOWN MY FIRST IMPRESSIONS BC IM ALREADY BEGINNING TO ACTUALY THINK ABOUT THINGS AND LOOK AT LYRICS AND READ OTHER PEOPLE'S OPINIONS, so here is an only slightly tainted not quite first impression of unreal unearth from me (obviously the singls ive heard before but)

de selby (part 1) i turned on the album sitting in the absolute dark, ten minutes past twelve at night, this started playing, cue instant tears. i think i was just hit with 'this is the most beautiful thing ive ever heard' and i wasn't expecting that from de selby 1 for some reason. and when the irish kicked in that just. no words, just crying and im what two minutes in. i wasn't even thinking about what he'd been saying about connemara in the dark and mirrors of people you used to know (i'd seen him talk about it, but purposefully skipped the actual song when it came up online) it was just. de selby 1. and the part as gaeilge

de selby (part 2) sexy groovy silly fun, it's really growing on me, thinking about 'i'd still know you, not being shown you

i only need the workin' of my hands' also i cant wait to read third policeman and look at this completely differently

first time the beginning was jarring, and then at the lyric about his name i kind of :( i also liked the lethe/liffey parallel, it's so very hozier of him to do that. god the push and pull of there must have been something off from the beginning? if every time they called him baby he died? something like that was my first interpretation, now im wondering if it's because it's not his name and they're the one that made his name sound wonderful for once. intellectualising that part of the lyrics kind of ruins it for me ngl, i think it's more about how it feels, i think it feels like contrast like not knowing if it hurts or is wonderful. little detail of when he says come here to me and it sounds so casual and irish like come here to me tell me, i really love it. and the final lyric hurt. really impeccable timing for a breakup album like

francesca why can't i listen to i'd tell them put me back in it for the first time again WHY CAN'T I LISTEN TO I'D TELL THEM PUT ME BACK IN IT FOR THE FIRST TIME AGAIN AND REEXPERIENCE THAT. my favourite thing from this hozier era might just be that music video (over all the other ones help)

i, carrion (icarian) is just really devastating. sunlight but what if you wanted your heart to be torn to shreds. the imagery is so vivid

eat your young is growing on me too, the lyrics are just so good. they're just SO GOOD, their rhythm is so satisfying they fit together so smoothly, and at this point it's just as fun and danceable as something like de selby 2

damage gets done is kind of pop? it made me think of the bones ft marren morris

who we are [had to remove a section here] the vocals are otherwordly. the drums are gorgeously frantic. quietly it slips through your fingers love??? falling from you drop by drop??? HOLD ME LIKE A KNIFE???makes me physically ache

son of nyx i'm so glad this is here, an instrumental was something that really could put me back to where i was mentally with de selby (part 1). first thing i thought was i can't wait to learn the piano part. i've seen people say this, but it does seem like the obvious, it's an instrumental that just belongs in a movie

all things end all things do end so real. very cool how much of a direct inflence gospel music is

to someone from a warm climate (uiscefhuarithe) i can't wait to relisten to this one again and again, the parallels between being a child warming up a bed and jumping to later in time with a lover aaaa so tender NATURAL AS ANOTHER LEG AROUND YOU IN THE BEDFRAME AAAA

butchered tongue A FAVOURITE A FAVOURITE foreigner's god but softer, how can i listen to this and ever leave ireland how can i listen to this and feel like this and be packing suitcases what is wrong with meeeeee. the violin and the instrumence. jesus christ. instantly picturing my road signs when he started singing about the native ones

anything but THIS SONG STARTED AND I INSTANTLY STARTED SMILING COMPLETELY INVOLUNTARILY, THOUGHT OF ALMOST (SWEET MUSIC) i started thinking of bright lion king imagery before he even started talking about stampedes and hoofbeats. and the vocals here too, so overwhelmed by how cheerful and joyous it sounded that i really didnt pay attention to lyrics, so it'll be cool to look deeper later

abstract (psychopomp) the production here i was very unsure about, because there was something that made me think if it were more rustic/intrumental and less modern, it might have hit me even harder, like there might have been a way to elevate it further. it made me think of colours and purples and reds and oranges, another really visual song, like i, carrion. it's really gorgeous. SEE HOW IT SHINES will be in my head for a long long time... ugh it's all so bittersweet and sad and beautiful. all my love and terror there balanced between those eyes what a line

unknown / nth if you've scrolled through my accunt for longer than a second you know how i feel about unknown / nth

first light i was hit with such intense terror that this was the last song of the album. what am i supposed to do for the next decade without music to look forward to while andrew goes back into hibernation under bray train station jean jacket lost and found or whatever. so i didnt play and instead did this musing on how beautiful the vocals throughout the album are and how funny it was in the zach sang interview when he talked about singing instead of playing instruments when recording songs because he's 'better at singing than most intruments' and his producer just wouldnt replace those voice recordings and that's why there are so many choirs and zach is basically like 'you absolute weirdo no one else has the talent to do that but ok' (affectionate) (paraphrasing). i love the drums so much. i love the strings so much too. A VOICE YOUR BODY JUMPS TO CALLING OUT YOUR NAME :(((((((((((( imagining hearing this in the 3arena and having colours break out across the whole ceiling ill remember those lights during no plan in 2019 forever im an indoor concert girlie forever what they can do visually is so magical.. i saw a good omens edit of this today already i love you good omens fans

not to sound like a broken record i wish swan upon leda and through me the flood and love of were on this and maybe even but the wages and

[radios-arcade]

pssst hi hello it’s your turn to receive asks now :D can you tell me about your ocs?? i’ve been intrigued by them since i saw your artfight profile, literally all of them look so cool… do you have complete stories in your head for them? :0

omg hello :3 oh gosh there's a lot of them JKLGHLK. They do all have stories! some completed some in the works, it fluctuates over time lol. I should *probably* write it down at some point other than in my friends dms lol. I'll go from least serious story to most serious :333 The cats are Mune, Bea, Jake, and Marvin. Their story is basically just a classic band story but with cats lol. mune and bea are childhood best friends, bea plays guitar and mune sings. They met jake while trying to find someone to play drums for their band. He's the middle child of six, he's used to being pretty quiet until you get him talking about something he likes (like drums, he's a very one note man/pos). Marvin is a friend from school, really very much the impulse control so they need him around lol. Bea knitted him fingerless mittens for the winter so he could still write with them on and now they all call him mittens. (he's a sphinx) hmmm one fun fact about all of them just to round it off (dont want to go overboard lol) Bea: loves to skateboard, knit, room is covered in local band posters Mune: into goth fashion, boba, yoga, and girls/j Jake: likes drums. Likes animal crossing. great with kids Marvin: enjoys colorful patterns, bugs, and swimming the mers are part of a story where mers are just kind of integrated into the natural world, they just exist, but theyre not well studied yet. elhadi is a shark mer, sheyyu is a ray, and spec(pronounced spess) is a deep sea mer, which at this point in evolution has branched off significantly from more shallow water mers(who moreso rely on mimicry). Sheyyu is the oldest and most protective, elhadi is the youngest. They live in the harbor of a small fishing town, all the locals know and respect them. All of them can shift into a semi-humanoid form, although with varying results. Okay snippet of fun fact for each :3 Elhadi: can never stop swimming! she will die :3 likes humans the most. the two braids in her hair represent her two siblings who have died. despite these descriptors she is the most cheerful and friendly lol. Sheyyu: does not like humans except for maybe two. has a scar from a harpoon. strongest of the group, knows how to herd fish. Spec: was experimented so has quite a few scars from that. Likes to swim with elhadi at night to keep her company. likes soft textures okay last one jSKLGH would take a v long time to explain ngl but the JIST of it is scooby doo series turned actual horror, mixed with gravity falls. I'm sure that's not confusing at all/j. We have Logan and Cassius, they're siblings. Logan has visions of the future and Cassius is able to see anyone's 'true form'. that means if you've made a deal with something, if youre something in disguise, ect ect. you cant really hide from him. Ghost is their guy in the chair, he lost his leg in their first expedition out and decided to stick to computers after that. Woke up with no memories one day in the wrong family, still wrestling with that. M has lived in the town it takes place in her whole life, has ties with a lot of the creatures that live in the woods there. okay one fun fact about each sjdkglh Logan: favorite color is pink, has a cat name shadow, shortest in the group Cassius: has a girlfriend named Mickey, dyes his own hair(although not very well lol), tallest in the group Ghost: has a service dog named Juniper, likes making collages, the calmest in the group M: has a creature her family cares over she calls Brother who is vaguely fae adjacent, knows the town like the back of her hand, strongest in the group tysm for asking that was nice to get o ut of my system lol