#it's the book I'm reading atm and it's gripping!!!

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damn, the conclave girlies don't fuck around.

[rebelcompany]

Quick question is there such thing as a light read novel that isn't written in first fucking person anymore

[addicsvt]

Who are you, really?

" また桜が咲くまで待ちます。"

pairing - stranger sunghoon x stranger reader genre - minimal fluff + slight angst word count - 543 warnings - none atm synopsis - "why do you stay in my mind?" a/n - saw these pics on my pinterest and i had to do somethin, first time writing enha!!! also new layout??? how r we feeling

[ 見知らぬ人 ] ⤷ a stranger "good things happen when the cherry blossoms fall"

sunghoon wakes up, as he always does. the sky paints its usual blue shade, the streets are crowded with people, and the cherry blossoms have bloomed. he opens his window, careful to not swing it too hard. he sticks his palm out hoping to catch the flowers, he looks outside only to be met with your eyes from below. 

the eye contact doesn't last long, a millisecond at most. but sunghoon feels different, his sleepy state now replaced with an energetic one. he has to forget about this, about you, about whatever that encounter was.

he washes up a bit quicker than usual, grabbing the onigiri that rested on the table. tuna-mayo. he leaves the house making sure to lock the door before he heads on his usual train. his phone makes a buzzing notification as he takes it out of his pocket looking at it absentmindedly. 

"yaa! sunghoon-kun, takashi san is rambling my ear off about your late attendance again, i'm covering for you this time. your lucky im your friend." he reads, eyes tracing the paragraph. geez, he shouldn't have to come to school if only, he knew that his friend covered for him sooner.

"mk, see u at the new cafe? I'll treat you to pancakes" he responds, placing his phone back in his pocket as he arrives on the campus. he rubs his temples deciding to reside in his favorite library instead. 

he sets his bag on the chair beside him, walking to the shelves trying to find the latest chapter of a manga he has been reading. and soon enough his eyes take note of the manga, the last copy, he reaches a hand out to grab it before he feels another force tugging it. 

"oh," was all that could leave his mouth as his grip loosened on the book meeting your eyes. 

"were you getting this?" you muttered feeling exposed under his gaze, feeling as if you committed a crime.

"uhm yeah, I've been reading this, you can take it though, ill find it somewhere else." he blabbers before realizing how stupid he is, this is the only library that has this copy. and he's giving it to some random stranger. 

"but this is the only store that has it, at least in Osaka?" you point out making him look even stupider, sunghoon feels his cheeks on fire. 

"ah, erm, I-" he mumbles trying to collect himself but it's a useless attempt. he has never felt this weak, this embarrassed before. he considers himself cool, collected, and peaceful even. but he probably has to reconsider that. 

Why did you have to look like that?? if you never stared at him like that he would've never messed up. he murmurs some excuse as he grabs his backpack leaving the library, his second home. how could he let a stranger take over his life? 

that night, he doesn't sleep at all. he's twisting and turning, he knows he has seen you before. think, think, think. he tries to remember, getting frustrated with himself. he decides to forget about this day, whatever this was. but he can't forget, a part of you still lingers in his mind. but he's too afraid to admit that, afterall he's always been a coward.

ADDICSVT 2024

[umbrace-rambles]

Oh ty for tagging @hyperions-light <3 anybody feel free to do it if you see it. I haven't done one of these in foreeeever

Last Song: Ursine Vulpine - I Am The Only One (genuinely surprised this song has never made it to my spotify wrapped, I love it)

Favorite Color: Orange!! Combo of black & gold & red as well

Last Book: I'm jumping between too many atm but last I finished reading was A Certain Hunger by Chelsea G. Summers

Last Movie: the!!! wild!!! robot!!!! OUGHHHH THREE TIMES IN A ROW

Last TV Show: Currently watching Sweet Home S3, previously finished rewatching Cabinet of Curiosities

Sweet/Savory/Spicy: Def savory! Sweet bores me too fast and I can't take spicy

Relationship Status: with @blacksa1t!

Last Video Game Played: Horizon, both of them. in a row. I have 187h on them combined and I JUST started Burning Shores

Last Thing I Googled: A lot of information about apartments I'm attempting to rent rip

Current Obsession: on a more mellow transitional period tbh, nothing Very Intensely Gripping me rn. Mostly vibing with Mouthwashing and Horizon (I miss OP.....)

Looking Forward To: MOVING OUTTTTT GOD PLEASE MAKE IT WORK @ MISS 80 YEAR OLD OWNER GIVE ME THE FLAT PLEASEEEE

@blacksa1t @yellingart @ains-art @justamedicalbat @missingn000 if you feel like it <:

[thewolvesof1998]

Hi! 🌩️ pls and thank you!

Hi!

🌩️ Share something funny/cracky from your WIP...

I literally had to go and write this because most of the wips I'm working on atm are full of angst 😂 This is from my Buddie Librarian AU based on this post called Let Me Check You Out. This is just a first draft of a scene that has been giving me some trouble so I hope you enjoy it:

“Things have a place Buck you can’t just put them back wherever you please,” Eddie says, pinching the bridge of his nose as if Buck’s giving him a headache.  “I know that Eddie, that’s why I’m putting it here, in its place.” Eddie lets out a sound of frustration, reaching for the book Buck is currently placing on the top shelf. He gets his left hand on it before Buck can tug it away. And look Buck knows how this looks, can see the glances library patrons are giving them out of the corner of his eye. But at this moment he really doesn’t care because it's been two weeks of putting up with Mr Neat Freak and this is the last straw.  “Really Eddie?! This is my department, I know where the book goes” Buck says trying to yank it out of Eddie’s grip but he holds on.  “Your department is a mess! Let. Me. Help.” Eddie says tugging the book towards him.  And look later when Bobby asks what happens next, Buck’s going to blame Eddie because apparently those well-defined biceps aren’t just for show and Buck’s off-kilter because he’d been reaching to put away the book and when he tugs on the book, Buck tumbles into him. Who then in turn tumbles into the shelf and then when the shelf starts to tip under the weight of two full-grown men it’s really the lack of funding and respect for the children’s department's fault because Buck’s department is in the old part of the library and the shelves here aren’t the sturdiest and he’s been asking for them to be replaced for months now but he can never get the funding.  When the world finally stops tilting, he’s half lying on a bookshelf and half on top of Eddie, his nose squished into his neck just above the collar of his shirt and Buck’s traitorous brain can’t help thinking Eddie smells as good as he looks. 

If you want to read more of this fic check out here and here.

Thanks for your ask!

ask game for teasing wips/upcoming projects

Thanks to @hannah-ruth-990 for the idea of this fic!

Thanks to @forthewolves @hannah-ruth-990 @hippolotamus @darkangel2792 @jesuisici33 and @sammy-souffle for helping me with this scene

Fic Tags: @wikiangela

[worminterface]

hi there

Hi as far as you need to know my name is Matt or Mattie (Matthew if you're feeling fancy). I am on the computer to have a good time and post bordering-on-too-personal shit on my Web Log

17, he/she, white, bigender trans guy (<- oh look he admitted it. rejoice), straight/lesbian/you get what I mean

I shall not list my disorder/s here enough time following me and such will become obvious to the wise

I uh don't do much. sometimes I write/draw/craft etc but I don't make a habit of it. regardless my art tag is wormart

Things I like:

foraging (plants, mushrooms, + otherwise)

mycology

hazard signs and traffic signs and signage in general

radioactivity

horror movies, games, books, etc. for which I will always be up for recommendations (specifically I loooove a good fucked up short story/novella)

bone collecting/vulture culture

writing, once in a blue moon (short stories and poetry)

drugs (occasionally

urbex? maybe ? we'll see

guitar (I'm not good at it)

writing music sometimes

My cat. my cat image tag is chloe look at her please

Music:

It's a very very mixed bag so I'm just going to list some individual artists that I like a lot Btw I like all of them in a cooler and better way than you

Barbed Wire Barbie

100 Gecs

Laura Les/osno1 (I'm sooo fucking normal about her)

GEL

MF DOOM

Akintoye

Misantropic

Jack Stauber

wych elm

Death Grips

Playboi Carti

Terrifying Girls High School

onebillion other things

While I don't consider myself punk so much as an identity, I do love punk and hardcore music and I go to shows whenever I can, my area's scene is great

I'm also in a crust/hardcore band (kind of. it's just me and my best friend atm and I can only barely play the guitar. her false chord vocals are great though). We're called Self Digestion and if we ever put anything out I'll link to it <3

my music tag is &. go through it and listen or you're gay

Also I'm a furry. I will reblog furry shit. you've been warned

Neocities coming soon (in months

woww if you've read this far you must really like me. DMs&asks are always open (to mutuals and non-mutuals), feel free to talk to me even if we've never talked before :]

[triviareads]

Can you suggest any books with good blow job scenes?

Like the one you described?

Read Grace Callaway. Any book. All her books. Every heroine gets off on blowing him, and every hero is SHOOK and brought to his knees every time it happens. My favorite is either from The Duke Who Knew Too Much where Emma and Alaric are in a dark corner and on the other side of the curtain, they hear someone coaching someone through a blowjob, and Emma basically follows that other man's instructions..... on Alaric. OR Fiona and the Enigmatic Earl has a somewhat rough carriage blowjob where Hawk is standing in the carriage and gripping onto the handles while like, thrusting into her mouth. It's a wild time. Wait I have one more: The Return of the Duke has a scene where, uh, I feel like this post best sums it up.

The Raven Prince by Elizabeth Hoyt: Gorgeously written, very stark in part because they do not talk; Anna's a bit chagrined about how the last time they had sex went down (he did all the heavy lifting so to speak) so she figures blowing him will help her regain the upper-hand.

Thief of Shadows by Elizabeth Hoyt: An emotionally raw blowjob that starts as a way for Isabel to make Winter *perceive* her, and ends with BOTH of them crying which I am a sucker for.

Brazen and the Beast by Sarah MacLean: Genuinely one of the most romantic blowjob scenes I've ever read; Whit is tied up against the mast of a ship while Hattie blows him and it's so emotional I can't-

The Earl I Ruined by Scarlett Peckham: Notable because Apthrop coaches Constance through a blowjob behind a curtain at their own engagement party, and they're BARELY finished when the curtain drops.

Lady Viper and the Bastard by Eva Leigh: This is a part of the Villian I'd Like To F... anthology; There's a fabulous blowjob scene in which they're roleplaying lecherous dance master/innocent student and he's "teaching" her how to blow him (the irony here being Violet and Ian are both much older and very jaded).

The Lady Gets Lucky by Joanna Shupe: Another great example of a more female gaze-y blowjob since Alice is doing it to assert her desire for Kit which is why she came to him for sex lessons in the first place. Kit is so proud, and then gets absolutely wrecked.

Devil of Downtown by Joanna Shupe: So maybe Jo has a thing for writing her "good girl" heroines going down on the hero. This is another excellent carriage blowjob that has big bad gangster Jack Mulligan (and I quote) "wheezing" even before Justine has her mouth on him.

I'm sure I've read other good bj scenes but they're not coming to me atm— I'll reblog if I remember any!

[pharawee]

im sooooo glad you posted your text post on reading ifylita on the tags cuz ive been dying to discuss the book to someone since i finished reading it back in 2022 when the teaser trailer dropped. its such a good book. and the translation is top notch since it describes the setting in their specific timeframe and they also add footnotes for non-thai speakers. i also agree that the formatting could use some work but the book is just... so beautiful. it keeps you on your toes. im interested to know more about your insights with the book in the future

Hi! 😊 And yay, someone else who's read I Feel You Linger in the Air! What were your favourite parts? Did you also look up historical Chiang Mai architecture because the house(tm) seems just as much of a character as Jom and Yai? 🤣

I finished the book yesterday and now I'm a bit sad because I rushed through it in like, two days. I just couldn't help myself. It's so beautiful. I keep returning to my favourite chapters and moments. I'm not ready to let this book go. It has such a grip on me.

The author has said that this was their first piece of historical fiction and how they extensively researched Thai literature, history and architecture to be able to capture the distinctive style of both eras. It really shows, especially in the way Yai speaks. It's so poetic but not stilted at all and full of warmth and love. I wish I could read the Thai original with all of its linguistic nuances and different dialects (although the translator - as you said - did a fantastic job of conveying all of that).

And I did not expect the second part at all. But I loved it just as much. I'm curious how they'll tackle this for the series. Negl I'd be very sad if they ignored the second part entirely (although it would work, I suppose). I love Commander Yai just as much as I love Khun Yai.

And they cast Nonkul so well as Jom. I could picture him instantly while reading (I haven't seen Bright - the actor who plays Yai - in anything but I'm sure he'll do an amazing job, too).

I'm also super impressed that the author managed to avoid all the usual clichés and tropes. It's like you said, the book really keeps you on your toes. Everything - the past and the present, the mystery and time travel, the history and romance - fits together so incredibly well.

Lmao I'm sorry I'm just really, really in love with this story atm. And a bit sad that I probably won't find anything as beautiful for a long while.

Also, to the anon who asked me if the story ends in tragedy: no, it doesn't. It's a beautiful, satisfying ending with only a hint of bittersweetness.

[lotrmusical]

tagged by @tom-bombadil-is-transgender ! thanks for the tag :))

last read: babel by r f kuang! i'd been meaning to read this for a while and it absolutely obliterated me - i was pretty sure i'd like it but i wasn't prepared for the grip it would have on my brain from the instant i started reading. i'm a sucker for a book with footnotes and i loved the linguistic/etymological connections and thoughts on translation and empire/colonialism, but most of all i found the emotional pacing so so good. had the space and weight it needed to create something very satisfying. tore me to shreds. loved it.

current read: i haven't started my next book since finishing babel, so my only other current read is my continual eternal unceasing lotr reread (at the start of two towers atm)

next read: either a fractured infinity by nathan tavares, or radical love by neil blackmore! haven't decided which yet

tagging @frostsalts @ultravioletness @winterwyrd @burritoachilles @esaurivimorsi plus anyone else who sees this and feels like it >:)

[umilily]

thanks for the tag @kalmeria for: “9 people I'd like to know better” answering questions like these always makes me sound like the most boring person ever lmao but it's fun :)

last song: burning burning burning by yuyoyuppe. <- actually the first vocaloid producer i listened to religiously, haha. still produces bangers over 10 years later.

currently watching: ... nothing really? admittedly i don't watch a lot of shows in general, i need to be in the right headspace to watch anything new and i'm too busy with uni to really get into anything atm. so i just watch gaming, cooking or travel videos on youtube

currently reading: my lecture slides Das Schloss by Kafka. this makes me sound so much more intellectual that i actually am lmao i read way more non-fiction than fiction tbh and don't ask me how long i've been trying to finish that book... really looking forward to my break from uni tho, so i can read some more enstars stories :3

current obsession: mainly enstars. got me in a death grip. honestly never expected to get into it that much, i originally just wanted a new rhythm game to relax. well, we all know how that turned out...

onto tagging! only if you feel like it of course :)

@mufflerly-juu @spectralpooch @minkibug @catzakis @chitsuus @mutsuowo @exmeowstic @beastofmoss @zakomoya

[macchiatosdumptruck]

Tagged by @vveissesfleisch !! Thank you. I meant to do this earlier. Lol.

Last song -

Currently watching - my adventures with superman. And I'm being low key obnoxious about it and I should be more obnoxious about it tbh. It gives my brain those sweet happy chemicals.

Currently listening - my ever expanding silverusso playlist. (Lol I'm gonna edit this later with the link)

But also a lot of Taking Back Sunday and Brand New due to my lawrusso wip.

Currently reading - sadly little 😩😩. I'm still trying to get through Ralph Macchio's book. And I've had it for months. I'm still trying to finish volume 1 of Alan Moore's swamp thing. I'm setting aside several horror comic miniseries as I'm sorting through my collection.

Someone needs to force me at (water) gun point.

I'm also going through a big ra'stim phase for fanfic ATM.

Current obsession- I don't know if I would call it an obsession, but I've been actively trying to cook from scratch and bake more.

Oh, I'm also a sad simp for online tcg games ATM because marvel snap has me in its grip. I won't break and buy physical mtg cards though. Out of personal spite lol.

Now I've gotta tag 9 people I'd like to get to know better so I'm gonna tag my last 9 moots. Obviously, no pressure.

@itsheliotrope @tardreryen @averageheight29 @1-800-t3rry @zappedbyzabka @bitsieb @dollsnguns @georjeez @xxdiamantesicesxx @notourstars

[natandacat]

Tagged by @gloriousmonsters 🧡

Last song: currently listening to Voyager by Daft Punk bc a tumblr post reminded me that I love Daft Punk

Currently watching: We're rewatching kinnporsche and it hits So. Much. On the rewatch. Knowing how horrific the end is. Korn is playing family trauma chess and he is winning. It's gothic af. Can't believe Vegas and Pete are the healthiest ones somehow.

Currently reading: a thousand academic texts at once. Currently on queerness, disability and colonialism mostly, along with regular updates on long covid research. One day I'll read a fiction book again I guess.

Current obsession: Hades. I played so much in 2 days that I triggered a medical episode. I did manage to escape from the hells!!! And almost immediately was incapacitated for 4 to 6 hours (didn't quite reach the couch at first but I made it), 8/10 almost worth it. The writing is delectable. The voice acting is out of this world. Megaera has a vice grip on me. That voice should be illegal. She wants to whip Zagreus so much. Wish that were me.jpeg. Generally speaking I'm delighted by every single interaction. The game play is actually fun for me bc I don't get punished for failing, I get rewarded with more lore and plot! I also got really into the fighting strategies but I think it might be too much cognitive exertion for me atm. Very mad at this bc ideally I'd like to keep playing it more like it's my job. We'll see! Anyway I am so endeared by Zagreus. Teen bi boy of all times. Stick it up to the old people!!

Tagging.. I'm bad at tagging. Let's say @lastlabyrinth @diabolicjoy @priestin @puzzle-queen @vitariesocks @anarchistbitch everyone who sees this and wants to share! Legit I'm just bad at remembering people's url

[marlowethelibrarian]

Writeblr Interview!

tagged by @saturnine-saturneight [here] !! Thanks for the tag!!

Short stories, novels, or poems?

I've written short stories and I'm working on a novel!! I think my short stories have all been pretty ass tbh. I think most of the ones I wrote were trying to be novels actually. I think I should read more short stories before I write them.

I'm not a super poetry person though lol

What genre do you prefer reading?

I read a lot of fucking fantasy. Other fiction too, but fantasy is pretty much where I sit in the readersphere.

Are you a planner or a write as I go kind of person?

I think I'm a bit more of a write as I go kind of a person in that my best ideas tend to pop up in the process of writing though I usually have a larger structure I'm vaguely following.

I've done enough reading that I think I've internalized some things about pacing and story beats that it just flows out.

What music do you listen to while writing?

Villain playlists on youtube. I don't really think about the songs too much in general tbh, I just want a catchy beat.

Favorite books/movies?

Stuff that makes me think!!! I love a good grip on character and an examination of why people Do That. The locked tomb book series is such a vibe for me rn, and I really liked Everything Everywhere All at Once. That shit laid me right out.

1000x Resist is also a video game that has it's fucking grip on my soul rn.

Any current WIPs?

I've got Project Cannibalism and the summer leagues OCT right now! I'm playing with some other ideas rn but that's just play atm.

If someone were to make a cartoon out of you what would your standard outfit be?

Wizard outfit.

I do, in fact have a wizard outfit I made myself, because I'm a huge nerd and a LARPer. It's why my little sphere self has a wizard hat. It's because I'm a wizard.

The wizard hat is a brown wool with a gold hat band and gold bead and chain dangles from the brim. The hat is a long maroon red duster with gold embroidery on the cuffs.

Create a character description of yourself:

Marlowe's round, expressive face grins wide and laughs a touch too boisterously, the short floppy crop of black hair bouncing over the brow framed lenses.

Do you like incorporating actual people you know into your writing?

Not on purpose! I often feel like I am exploring a type of person as I write a character and trying to portray someone I know already from the outside in feels counter productive to that.

Are you kill happy with your characters?

There's more interesting ways to make characters suffer than killing them.

Coffee or Tea while writing?

I just forget to drink, honestly.

Slow or fast writer?

As it turns out, I write pretty damn quickly.

Where/who/what do you draw inspiration from?

I think I draw a lot of inspiration from going like wouldn't be fucked up if a guy hit another guy with a rock?

Also tbh from rps I've had with my partner, books I read, questions I have about life, or people. I like looking at the natural world and being like wow how about that thing no fantasy author would have made up in a million years that actually exists in our actual factual world?

But sometimes it really is just

wouldn't it be fucked up?

And to explore the implications out from there.

If you were in a fantasy world, what would you be?

Wizard!! We've covered this, I'm a little wizard guy. I'm a library wizard. Wizard is my gender, I'm a wizard.

Most fav book cliche:

Idk, usually i prefer execution over cliches. I do enjoy a good enemies to lovers though.

Least favorite cliche:

Right now I'm pretty tired of reading about revolutions ngl. I think it's overused, especially by people who don't actually understand what it means to do a revolution. Especially YA revolutions where it's like some kind of metaphor for finding yourself and the evil government is like wantonly murdering their own subjects because they "failed at their jobs" or whatever.

1000x Resist managed to do a revolution I wasn't immediately rolling my eyes at though, possibly because it was a story about a revolution and not necessarily a revolution about other things. It was rooted in real life politics and it didn't pull its punches, didn't romanticize the idea of revolution.

1000x resist is honestly so good everyone go play it.

Favorite scene to write?

I really like writing scenes that make me cry and will hopefully hurt any reader's feelings ngl. I also quite enjoy a fight scene!

Reason for writing?

Idk I just do. I like to write and I've been writing since I was 10, typing my first self insert naruto fanfiction out on word and being excited that I was the one who was making the characters do things. I'd been a voracious reader since even before I could read myself, bothering my parents to read me books constantly. Trying the magic myself seems kind of inevitable.

I'd like to be published some day though! I'm hoping to shop Project Cannibalism around to publishers though I'm not opposed to self publishing either.

tagging: +open!!!

[paddockbunny]

The Swimming Pool

Summary : You got bored while lounging around in the hot, hot sun on your tropical vacation with your boyfriend Charles. So, you come up with a plan to "cool off" and get naughty at the same time. Rating : 18+ Pairing : Charles Leclerc x Reader Word Count :2,257 Warnings : NSFW, adult material, 18+, language, slight dirty talk, underwater sex, PinV sex, unprotected sex, choking kink Authors Note : Not proof read, I'm sorry, I'm trying to get back into posting while work is crazy atm and I feel like this is pretty sh*t 🥺

It was hotter than hot out today and you could feel little beads of sweat forming on your chest. With a turn of your page you felt a few trickle down between the valley of your miniscule bikini clad breasts and yet you were far too engrossed in your novel to even think about moving from the glorious sunshine. Especially not into the shade so it would have to be a dip in the nice cool waters of the villa pool – the one you and your boyfriend, Charles, had all to yourselves. And it was in the second you remembered where you were and you were sucked out of the book page and your mind wandered to Charles. To keep your place you folded the corner of the page and immediately glanced to the sun lounger to your left.

“Charles…” You called on him but he was asleep. His mouth was parted slightly and his breathing was low and steady. There wasn’t an inch of you that could refrain from smirking. You knew exactly why he was so tired and a wave of pride washed over you for having knackered him out so much last night. As the memory danced across your mind you remembered how it was all your idea. The balcony sex that was. The villa was so private and away from prying eyes and as soon as he came out and joined you, wrapping his hands around your middle your inner most naughtiest side took over and within a few minutes he had you bent over the railing fucking you from behind. You felt a slight tingle just thinking about all of the dirty things Charles whispered in your ear as he relentlessly fucked you and suddenly your book was forgotten and you arose from your sun lounger.

Just as you were about to lean over and gently kiss him to awaken him he startled awake and with a loud knock, banged his forehead against yours. How strong the force was almost sent you flying and Charles gripped hold of your arms to stop you. As you rubbed your head, thinking he might have given you concussion, Charles found the funny side and burst out laughing. “Are you ok?” He tried to desperately stifle his laughter and you pouted before he pulled you down to sit on the side of his lounger. “I’m sorry, baby.” And without you saying a word, he pulled your hand away from your head and placing his own hand on the back of your head, he pulled you into him and his lips pressed against the area where your skulls had collided. He was trying to kiss it better and the action made you remember the dull ache between your legs that had you coming over to crawl on top of him. “All better?” He asked, his voice was low and the look that was growing on his face radiated confidence that you would say yes. He knew how much he had you under a spell of which there was no way to get out of. But then again you knew you had captured his mind, body and soul the moment the pair of you met all those months ago.

“Come swim with me?” You suggested, like what you were going to do before he injured you. He shifted his position and shook his head. “Not right now, baby.” And you could tell he closed his eyes behind his sunglasses as he leaned back again and you couldn’t believe he was turning your suggestion down.

So without a second thought, and fuelled by annoyance, you arose to your feet and stared down at him. Yesterday when you had wanted to just lay here and read instead of getting in the water and playing water volleyball he pouted for a good few hours. Now, when you were suggesting he “swim” with you he was trying to play you at your own game and you were not impressed. There was zero way you would allow him to get one over on you and so, without giving it a second thought you undone the ties on your bikini top and dropped it on his chest as you walked away and you heard a “what the…” fall from his mouth as you walked toward the pool and pulled at the two strings either side of your hips holding your bikini bottoms in place so they dropped off and fell on the titled floor. Just before you dived into the nice cooling waters of the swimming pool you heard Charles laugh from where you had left him.

You swam around for a little while until you finally pulled yourself up and rested your cheek against your own arm, hoping your deliberate action of fluttering your eyelashes would change Charles’ mind. His chest was glistening in sweat, from your position in the pool you could see how the sunlight was making him glow and you were practically having auditory hallucinations of the way Charles moans when he’d deep inside of you. The thought of it was almost enough to tip you off the edge and make you take care of yourself instead. You had to bite your bottom lip to keep yourself from falling too deep into the fantasy your boyfriend was being teasingly reluctant to give into you right now. And right as you were about to kick off from the edge of the pool, he moved. He got up from his lounger and walked over to you and as you drunk his body in you could see his obvious excitement straining to stay contained in his swimming trunks – ones that you knew would be gone fairly quickly once he got his ass into the water.

When he finally did, Charles dived into the water so elegantly it was yet another thing for you to clock at how good he was at the mundane. However, that was pushed straight to the back of your mind as it was now solely consumed by the thought of having him, right here, right now, in the pool. Which, after observing his obvious semi, his mind had gone to the same place yours had and it was the reason he had finally decided to join you. And as soon as he was close enough you reached out and looped your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. His large hands going straight to your ass, roughly gripping it while he held you in place.

“You’re a bad girl…” He purred in your ear before his lips grazed across the flesh of the spot underneath your ear that you desperately wanted him to sink his teeth into and nip just how he knew you liked it. But the words he had spoken registered with you first and as he pressed you up against the cool tiled wall of the pool. He liked you being a good girl and obeying him. He liked having the power. But sometimes, when he was happy too, he liked to give over the reins to you and liked when you would take what you wanted and now, as he called you that you figured that was exactly what he was hinting at. Your fingers pushed back his wet hair and toyed with it a little at the nape of his neck before gripping it and giving it a soft pull as so to elicit a moan – just like those auditory hallucinations you had thought about a few moments ago. His hands left your ass and made sure you were going nowhere as he put them either side of you against the edge of the pool. But you were too focused on getting rid of the wet shorts that were probably uncomfortably restraining now. As you suspected the water made it harder to push them down but you managed it and the pair of you ignored them once they got around his knees. Charles groaned into your shoulder when you hand drew up and down his length.

“I’ve never had sex in a swimming pool before.” Finally, you thought. Something you had done which Charles hadn’t, something, which meant he could have been described as a virgin. While you were in university and on winter break you had had sex with your then boyfriend in a hot tub at a luxury ski resort. And all you could remember was that it wasn’t the most pleasant experience of your life and yet the thrill of trying it again with Charles was enough to keep you going. You let a small sigh pass by your lips as you locked eyes with him as you wrapped your legs around his waist again and this time his cock brushed against you.

“Charles…” His name rolled from your lips like the water did as it swirled around you when finally he guided you down on to him. There was never a time when you had sex with him that you didn’t feel the intensity of the moment consume you. His lengthy cock sliding into you was always enough to make you see stars but right now at this angle, added with how the water aided in the movements, made you gasp loudly. Your name flowed from him as he gave you more and more inches with each thrust but you barely could hear it. All you could focus on was how huge he felt inside of you and how you wanted him to get into a rhythm but then he stopped and pulled out. Your eyes shot open and there was no way you couldn’t have had a confused look on your face. “I don’t want to drown you.” Charles mumbled against your lips before guiding the pair of you over toward the stairs of the pool. You couldn’t believe that he wanted to get out and not experience something he had never done before. But luckily he turned the pair of you around and sat down on the edge of the steps and it dawned on you that he wanted you to ride him. A wave of relief hit you and you obliged his suggestion.

As your hands fell flat on his chest to stabilise yourself you let the slight pain of the rough tile sting your knees while you let him align his cock up at your entrance. “You have no idea how hot this is.” His words left him with a gentle grunt as he could feel you begin to lower yourself down on to him. “You’re so beautiful.” His hand caressed your cheek and it made you look into his mesmerising eyes while you began to roll your hips and set your own pace and rhythm. Aided by Charles hands on your hips guiding you in the motion he liked.

It didn’t take a long time till you were on the edge. It took little effort to have that familiar orgasm feeling begin to build inside of you. Your pussy throbbed as Charles big, hard cock hit that sweet spot inside of you. His name tumbled from your mouth when it fell agape and you couldn’t hold in your moans any longer. His hands trailed from your wait to your neck as if he knew that was what you wanted as your head fell backwards. Your flesh must have looked so inviting for him as his hand wrapped around it and gave you a firm squeeze while he called you his good girl through his own gritted teeth. Swear words fell from your lips when he squeezed again and you leaned forward into his hand. He knew you liked it and so it came as no surprise to you when you opened your eyes and saw him staring at you, watching your reactions. But the motion of leaning forward also meant that while you continued riding him, you felt how impossibly large he was and the stretch that came along with it. Water lapped around you both, washing over in rhythmic waves created by your movements. And as Charles hand again squeezed and released at your throat you moaned loudly for him as the euphoric feeling that you were chasing from the second you left the safety of your own sun lounger began to reach its high. He had to feel your pussy tightening around him and the way your legs were beginning to tremor. Moans turned into pants as your body coursed with orgasmic energy and before you could control it you were already falling off the edge and pleasure captured your body. You lunged forward and fell straight against his chest as he wouldn’t let your orgasm end yet and he bucked up into you a few more times which made loud rapturous gasps flee your soul. This was certainly better than the first time you had underwater sex.

“Fuck…” Charles voice was shaky and his hands pushed back some your wet hair from your face – which you knew was a hint to finally look at him so you did. You stared into his eyes and into his soul and you already knew what he was about to say next; “How about we try out the Jacuzzi too?” A broad smile crept across your lips and you were all too willing – partly because you knew he hadn’t cum yet and you knew how badly he would be wanting too continue – so nodded enthusiastically. “Good girl.” He winked and it made you stomach flip.

[the-darklings]

Hi, I absolutely adore tibyim I know lots of people have said it but you really capture dream so perfectly and I am loving reading the whole story and all of your drabbles. I also love your additional things like your playlist and Pinterest boards. The whole picture you paint is beautiful and I just wanted to let you know that. I know you are accepting some requests for drabbles but if you could possibly do one for dream saying “I don’t think you understand the… effect you have on me.” (From the Pinterest text posts for dream/wanderer 👀). Please don’t worry if not I just love all of your content for this fic, thank you for all you are doing and this whole story is helping me deal with a lot of personal stuff I have going on atm and I just wanted to thank you for adding some rays of sunshine into the world. ✨

pea-sized because i'm about to head off and shower. I've been a bit :/// these last few days, so apologies for the slower replies/interactions. not proofread. We die like Corinthian's lovers.

“I do not think you understand the… effect you have on me, Wanderer.”

Your mouth wobbles, resting agape while you process his words. It's rare for Dream to cut you off mid-speech—rarer, still, for him to do so with sudden, quietly fierce declarations.

"I was just talking," you mumble, your brows knitting at once.

"Yes, quite so," he agrees quietly, still peering at you intently.

Your mouth presses together this time, reading the small tells. Details you've come to decipher in him the way one may solve a puzzle. Dream of the Endless is near impossible individual to read. A tall, severe, often sullen paradox, unmoved in his iron-like convictions and stubborn ways.

Nearly, but not entirely.

Balancing on your heels, you prowl closer, your hands falling to rest behind your back. You stop right before him, gazing at him from beneath your lashes. A small, playful smile plays across your mouth, and Dream's chest expands with a silent, rather telling breath.

"And what effect may that be, Dream Lord?" you ask.

Your faux-innocent, coy question is met with a dry: "A highly vexing and a deeply distracting one."

Your mouth shapes a small 'o'. "Then I'll speak no words, offer you no smiles, and bestow no kisses upon you. It would be rather disastrous if I distracted one of the Endless so terribly. How selfish of me."

Dream's features ease slightly at your teasing, the tiniest of smiles edging across his mouth. "Most selfish indeed. But I'm afraid I will have to renegotiate."

"Oh?" you prompt with a raised brow. "Which part?"

Dream takes a step closer, and the space around you fills with him. The Dreaming, as always, moves with its Lord and cold night, dry books, and daydreams in their sweet, velvety softness wrap around you. An arm around your waist, a steadying body pressing into yours. Endless. With power, few could ever match.

"All parts," he replies.

Your smile widens, your fingers knotting in the lapels of his midnight coat. "Rather selfish of you. If Dream King wants a kiss, he needs only ask for one."

"Nicely, I presume?"

A small hmm vibrates in your throat, implication laid bare, and Dream's silvery, glowing gaze darkens. "Stardust..."

You slant closer, holding him by the lapels, and Dream's soft exhales kiss over your mouth. He leans into you as you did, his grip around you constricting, fingers knotting tighter around you though his features betray little of his internal struggle. You veer left at the last moment, just when heat grazes near your parted mouth, instead skimming your lips across his cool, hollowed cheek. You linger there, imprinting love and devotion there.

This close, Dream's exhale is shuddering, near pained, but it's hard to judge if it's frustration or elation or a wicked mix of both.

"Yes," you hum happily as you pull away, releasing your hold on him. "It would seem I do have quite the effect. I'll be sure to abuse it in the future. You can never escape my evil wiles now."

A deep, rumbling sound builds in Dream's throat. He sweeps his coat around you abruptly, and your delighted, knowing laugh is lost in the pockets of the universe.

You don't make it to bed. Not any tactile version of it anyway.

[a-writer-on-elm-street]

On Your Knees

pairing: negan x fem!reader

summary: lol no summary, just praise kink with negan.

warnings: smut, praise kink, oral sex (m receiving), reader calls negan 'sir'.

a/n: so i'm basically reading a book atm called praise and that's why i've ended up writing this lol.

"I want you on your knees." Negan growled as he stared down at you, his gaze seeming to crush you under its intensity.

You quickly complied, sinking down onto your knees as you looked up at him, heat radiating across your body. As much as you wanted to argue, something about him ordering you about like this seemed to spark excitement in you, and you wanted more.

You waited in silence as he surveyed you, his lips twitching into a smirk as he reached out to grip your chin with his fingers. "Now that's what I like to see."

Your breath seemed to catch in your throat as you stared up at him, his fingertips hot against your skin. You'd done this dance with him many times prior to this, yet every time, he still managed to light your skin on fire with a single touch.

"You gonna suck my cock like a good girl?" He finally asked, that same wicked smirk still on his lips as he dragged his fingers along your jaw.

You nodded, your hands trembling at your sides as you attempted to remain still.

"Use your words."

"Yes, sir."

A wide grin spread across his features then as he withdrew his hand from your jaw, his fingers immediately working to undo his pants. "That's right."

You waited in silence as he unbuckled his belt, effortlessly unzipping his pants before pulling his cock out in front of you. And you struggled to contain a gasp as your eyes focused in on his length. Again, you'd done this many times before, but he never failed to leave you stunned.

He reached around you then to thread his fingers through your hair, bringing you closer to him, whilst his other hand was wrapped around his length, guiding himself towards your partially parted lips.

You took a sharp inhale, butterflies crowding in your stomach as he dragged his tip across your bottom lip. He let out a low chuckle then when you instinctively opened your mouth for him, waiting for him to make his move.

"Look at you." He smirked. "Waiting for me to put my dick in that pretty mouth of yours."

You didn't respond, and simply kept eye contact with him as he slipped his cock into your mouth, his tip bumping the back of your throat.

"You look fuckin' incredible like this, darlin'."

His words sent a shockwave of pleasure straight to your core, your pussy throbbing as you started to move your mouth up and down his cock, tears already pooling in your eyes from the size of him.

"Such a good girl." He carried on, his fingers still tightly woven in your hair as he helped urge your movements over him. "You gonna let me come in that pretty mouth?"

You could only respond with a moan as you continued to suck him off, saliva beginning to dribble down your chin.

He groaned then, his grip on your hair tightening. "Good girl."

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