#long submissions are so so many spoons

[aro-culture-is]

Partnering cupioromantic culture is wanting to be in a relationship I want somebody to like me that way I want to know what dating is like I know I won't feel any differently than I do with my friends but I want it so badly but I don't think I'm getting that anytime soon because I don't know how alloromantic people start these things. Do I wait till someone proposes to me or something? Do *I* choose to propose to someone I think it's neat (how am I supposed to choose)? Will someone who likes me only tell me that if they notice I respond to their flirting or if I show signs of liking them back?

And what if they don't wanna be with me because I can't feel that way towards them? What if the only people who'll want to be with me that way straight boys or lesbian girls? What if no one sees me as a boy because I don't look or act like one?

I know I could have that with a dearly close friend instead of a romantic partner. But I want it. I don't think I can give all my attention and care to all my friends because there's so many people to worry about! But if it's only one person or just very few I could do that. I would care about them closely and I could be their priority too. I want to do romantic stuff because I think it's so neat!

I just wanna date someone but how that's even possible if I don't have the built-in asset that makes allo people do that easily. I know I'm not broken. I like being this way. But how am I supposed to do what I want to do?

I'm going to be totally honest: this sounds a bit like something best worked through with a therapist, because I think there's an underlying core of feeling like people liking you will require active effort on your end all the time, which is... not true in healthy relationships. maybe people will be okay with these things. maybe they won't.

you know you aren't broken. but do you feel like you have value, and if others can't see it, that is not your fault? do you feel like these relationships are a bonus if they happen, or something you need to feel (whole. correct. valued.) good? ... emotionally, or morally?

-- mod axel

[lilaccmilk]

Absolutely loving all this m4m content and now I'm thinking about a really submissive werewolf top that LOVES being called "puppy" by his much shorter human boyfriend. He will put his pleasure aside to just please his human boyfriend because that praise sounds so so good coming from him. Of course he gets rewarded too for being a good boy so his human tells him he can just lay back and relax while he rides his cock. That doesn't last too long though because the werewolf is begging to fuck him properly (and he does).

I LOOOOVE SUBMISSIVE WEREWOLVES (sorry this took soooo long)

The human is always sophisticated and maintained in public. And the werewolf is loud, bold and a troublemaker. He's an absolute softie for his human though. At first the word 'puppy' slipped out on accident, when the human was trying to tease the werewolf. But when the werewolf's eyes widened, pupils dilated and his face reddened, the human realised that his boyfriend liked being called that. Liked that very much.

Fast forward to now that whenever he calls him 'puppy', the werewolf hardens immediately. But no, he doesn't act on that, aiming at the pleasure of his tiny human. He can go for hours trying to get his human to come and earn his praise.

"You've done amazing for me, yeah puppy. Why don't you lay back now? I'll take care of you, yeah?" the beast just whimpers in response to this.

The human slowly sinks on the werewolf's cock, and the wolf lets out the sweetest whimper ever. "Looking so pretty f'me puppy, all laid back and whimpering. You've been a good puppy haven't you?" All the werewolf can do is lay back, basking in the praise of his boyfriend as he rides him.

No matter how many times they have sex, the human always feels that the werewolf's cock stretches him out too much. The pace is slow and this begins to irk the wolf. "Please, let me fuck you? I've been your good puppy haven't I? I've listened to you. Please?" How can the human resist his sweet, sweet boy? He manages to nod and in the blink of an eye is flipped onto his back.

The pace that the werewolf settles on is fast, brutal and relentless. As an instinct, all he can think about is breeding his love, even though it's not possible, but one can try right. He fucks with the intention to breed, and nuzzles into the neck of his mate. "Am I...am I doing good?"he whispers against his neck. The human lets out broken praises the best he can with being fucked so roughly.

He finally stops and pushes his knot in and fills him up. "Let's just stay like this for a while?" The werewolf asks as he spoons his mate from behind, his knot still inside him. "Did I do good?" He asks hopefully, "So, so good puppy. The bestest puppy." The human says tiredly and falls asleep in the arms of his werewolf.

[girlyhornywriter]

Encouraged to grow [Part 1]

You never thought of yourself as a feedee, or a gainer, or anything like that. You've always been a little bit on the softer side though, and when you started posting your nudes online, you were surprised by how many guys and girls liked the way your belly had a little roundness to it, and your thighs jiggled a little whenever you took a step. You weren't even chubby, you were just a little bit soft... But it was enough to get the attention of a whole community you didn't even know existed.

Posting nudes was too much fun for you to stop. Something about knowing random people on the internet are cumming over your pics pushes your buttons in just the right way. Maybe it's your submissive nature and your love of serving, or maybe it's all the nice comments you get. Either way, you were loving all of the attention you were getting whenever you'd post pics of yourself in nothing but a bra and panties. Even if some of the comments were a little odd, it didn't bother you. So what if some people were telling you how much they'd love to feed you and stuff you? They still thought you were adorable, and that was all you needed to hear.

Maybe indifference is a bit of a stretch to describe how you felt about those comments. There was definitely something more there. Curiosity? Excitement? You didn't really see the appeal of being stuffed so full of food that you struggle to stand up afterwards... But the thought of someone doing it TO you, and being proud of you for it, and wanting you to show it off, and calling you a good girl for it... That *did* sound pretty fun.

You ignored all those comments for a long time, but eventually, you just had to sate your curiosity. What kind of reaction would you get from those guys and girls if you played into their fantasies a little? You wouldn't do anything crazy. Just... An extra-large meal before you take your latest set of nudes. Let them see some extra bloating around your midriff, maybe they'll like it? It'd just be a little fun, a little teasing, and maybe they'll give you a little more praise for it.

The whole time you were eating, you were imagining the reactions you'd get from your audience. How they're going to call you a good girl, how proud they're going to be of you, how much they're going to beg you to do it again... You had this warm, excited feeling inside you the whole time you were eating, and somehow, you think it made your appetite even bigger. You'd already eaten the whole take-out meal you'd ordered, and you thought that'd already be too much for you to handle... But now you were sitting in front of your freezer, spooning out some ice-cream for dessert, your belly feeling so heavy and full and yet that warm, excited feeling just getting stronger and stronger. Your panties were getting damp with your pent-up excitement, and the ice-cream tasted even better than you remember it.

By the time you finished, you were so full that you didn't want to move from your place on the kitchen floor, with your back up against the freezer. Your gut was big and full in your lap, pushing over the waistband of your panties by at least an inch more than you were used to. Taking it in one hand, you started squeezing your bloated stomach, thinking about how much you'd stuffed it with, and feeling so proud of yourself. You took your latest pics right then and there, captioning them everything you'd eaten that night, and then dragged yourself to bed to sleep off your huge meal.

When you woke up the next morning, your phone was abuzz with notifications. Everywhere you'd posted your latest pics, there were dozens of comments from people who couldn't believe what they were seeing - you'd made a complete pig of yourself, and they were absolutely loving it. You stroked yourself as you read through their comments and DMs, your mind flooded with their praise, and feeling so proud of yourself. You're such a good girl, you're so obedient and happy to serve, you love being goon fuel, you...

...are a greedy, fat pig?

For some reason, those comments were the ones that pushed you over the edge and made you cum harder than you ever have before. The praise felt so good to read, knowing you've been so well-behaved and that your stuffing was appreciated... But the teasing? That was another level, you never thought you'd want to be called a gluttonous hog but now that you had a dozen insults like that flooding your inbox, you realised just how much it turned you on. They were right - you had been so greedy, you didn't need to have dessert, you just wanted to be so stuffed that you could barely stand up. And it had felt so good, hadn't it?

You eventually got up from bed, after spending an embarrassing amount of time in horny bliss, scrolling through your inbox and comments. You thought about weighing yourself, but dismissed the idea. You weren't going to gain a bunch of weight just because you'd stuffed yourself one time. Though you'd be lying if you said the thought of that number going up by a couple of pounds didn't make your panties bulge from your excitement... It was still a silly thought. Fantasies were fun, but the reality was that you weren't going to get fat just because you over-indulged once. It was just a new kink you didn't realise you had, but it wasn't going to affect your life. Maybe every now and then, you'd treat yourself like that, and get some more of that delicious teasing, but that's probably where it would end.

You pushed the thoughts out of your head and went to the kitchen to make breakfast, cleaning up the mess you'd left behind last night and feeling slightly ashamed of the number of empty food containers that ended up in the garbage. When you were finished, you got started on breakfast. Usually you were happy with cereal, but this morning, you decided to have something a little more substantial and made yourself an omelette. It didn't consciously register with you, but despite the huge meal you'd had the night before, reading all of those texts and comments had left you absolutely famished, and the omelette was only the beginning...

[ithaquasbbg]

I’m back :3

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Frederick Kreiburg | Composer general relationship headcanons

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Tw: Brief mentions of mental illness but that’s it.

Extra: I love this guy so much I wish he was a little more popular among the fandom :,))

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|🩷| Starting off generally- Frederick seems like the type to be hard to get to know. He doesn’t have large amounts of trust for the people around him, and seems to prefer to be on his own. You’d need to put in effort in order to be in a relationship with him.

|🩷| He’s somewhere between pretty and handsome, though probably leaning a little more towards the feminine side.

|🩷| Frederick is insecure when it comes to his looks, often worrying that you’d only be interested in his looks instead of him as a person. You can compliment his appearance, but he might start getting anxious if that’s the only thing you pull attention to.

|🩷| Sure, he’s been in relationships and flings with many people before, he does have a reputation for wooing people. However, he’s never truly been loved by another person. Because of this, he probably is inexperienced in terms of real romantic acts.

|🩷| On top of his, his childhood doesn’t seem like it was very loving, and he may close up when met with physical affection or kisses for a while. When it happens, he often stares dumbfounded for a while. (It’s cute, but a little sad at the same time)

|🩷| He’s very fond of gift giving, though that’s largely because it’s what he’s used to. At the beginning of a relationship he’d likely believe it to be transactional like his past ones and in turn treats it that way.

|🩷| Though as he gets more comfortable his gifts slowly become less monetary in terms of value, and he’d instead compose and play songs for you as his gifts.

|🩷| When it comes to receiving, he’d likely take time to understand why you’re doing things for him, but he’d be very happy with words of affirmation or acts of service. Remind him that he’s valuable to you because he’s himself, not because he gives you things.

|🩷| In all honesty he strikes me as being potentially on the autism spectrum (self projecting a little) and he may not handle touch well due to sensory problems, but occasionally even he’ll find himself longing to hold onto another person.

|🩷| Frederick is not a fan of PDA, and would rather not be touched in public. This is in part due to him being rather touch adverse, but also because he was raised to be very prim and proper, and likely didn’t receive public affection as a child.

|🩷| That being said, on days where he’s willing to touch you and you’re both in private he probably is quite reserved about it. Making excuses to make contact with you such as “you have a hair in your face”.

|🩷| Occasionally he’ll hug you from behind and bury his head into your shoulder or hair depending on the height difference between you two. Hes on the taller side (I’d guess around 5’11- 6’1) and would probably resort to the latter.

|🩷| In terms of big spoon and little spoon… he’s not a spoon. Frederick is a knife.

|🩷| In all seriousness he��s simply not the most cuddly person ever, but will cuddle occasionally. Because of how touch adverse he tends to be you usually let him initiate it, and he typically ends up as the big spoon.

|🩷| He can make a really good little spoon too, especially if he’s the more submissive PERSONALITY (not freaky… this is a holy x reader blog for now!!) in a relationship. Though even then you’d likely need to pull him into that position after he’s fallen asleep, he’d be too embarrassed to be awake in that position.

|🩷| He strikes me as a closeted bisexual, perhaps pansexual. I wouldn’t see him being entirely opposed to polyamorous relationships, but I think he’d likely feel much more secure in a monogamous relationship.

|🩷| He’s a good kisser when he’s open to kissing, probably one of the things he’s the most experienced with in terms of relationships.

|🩷| On top of that he can be quite charming, he knows how to use his words to woo a person through past experiences. Though even then, don’t expect anything too bold from him.

|🩷| Frederick is decisive and can be quite stubborn, he likes to be the one making choices and can come off a little bratty in these situations. But truth be told, he simply wants to know that you respect his thought process and opinions. Please let him make choices from time to time, it really makes him feel more appreciated.

|🩷| He’s an easy person to fluster if you know what buttons to press. Public intimacy is a good shortcut to flustering him some days (going back to this topic. Whoops.) Frederick is pale, and there’s no way to hide the blush on his cheeks.

|🩷| His favorite nicknames for you are probably quite tame if he even uses them. The only one I could really see him using is the occasional “dear”

|🩷| Though you may catch him calling you “his angel” from time to time.

|🩷| Frederick strikes me as somebody who you would call things like “darling” and he’d enjoy it. You could call him “sweetheart” but he’d likely just be confused on why anyone would consider him of all people sweet.

|🩷| Due to his mental health struggles he’s probably somebody who needs a partner willing to put in lots of energy, but he’d totally give 110% back in return.

|🩷| Frederick can function on his own especially after being disowned. This comes out when you’re sick the most, he’ll make you food or drinks and stay by your side as much as he’s able to.

|🩷| His hair would likely be quite nice to play with, and with enough convincing he would probably allow you to fidget with it while he does other things. It’s the least overstimulating type of touch for him, and he’d appreciate your contact even if it’s only through that. :)

[theblueflower05]

I promise I’m going to get the first chapter of These Violent Delights out soon- but until then please accept these little blurbs as consolation prizes lol I think about this man non stop and have to share my thoughts somewhere!

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I came to the conclusion as I was writing and day dreaming this weekend that Bjorn is extremely switchy- but leans towards being submissive in bed.

Hear me out. Hes explorative, he likes to make his partner feel good but once he gets comfortable in their relationship that boy wants to be DOMMED. He wants you riding him with your dainty hand around his throat. He wants you sitting on his lap and leaving marks all over his neck and collar bones and claiming him for everyone to see.

And most of all, he wants to be the little spoon.

No matter how much he denies it when you bring it up in front of all of your friends after taking one too many shots of the sketchy moonshine Navarro “won” in a game of darts.

Lmfao

Because this almost six foot tall man, who’s so tough and mean to the outside world, is goo when it’s just the two of you. He’s laying his head on your chest and demanding you play with his hair.

“You got to be the little spoon last night!” You protest with a faux glare as the two of you climb into bed and he’d flipped over quick and grabbed your wrist, attempting to wind your arm around his waist.

“C’Mon babe, I had a long day” he’s such a whiner “don’t act like you don’t wanna hol’ me now. You’re breaking’ my heart”.

You huff but concede, like you always do. Wrapping around him like a vine, burying your face in his tshirt, between his shoulder blades.

When your hand slips down the planes of his stomach and into the front of his baggy flannel pajama bottoms he gasps. You’re at the perfect angle to take control, fingers taking their time as they delicately trace the veins of his shaft and then his tip that’s already weeping for you.

He hisses as you rub his own precum all over him. It’s hyper sensitive and your gentle touches almost hurt

“Stop teasin’ me” Bjorn groans, his hips moving in little circles, trying to gain friction.

Even though he knows he could easily over power you, flip you over and get whatever he wants from you, he doesn’t. He wants this. Wants to be at your mercy, wants you to make him feel good.

You kiss the back of his neck, just the barest hint of teeth coming to play “you love it”

If you guys have any prompts or blurb requests- lemme know!

[helloiamadrawer]

Bf Aoyama stuff (AGED UP FOR NSFW)

SFW

Bf! Aoyama✨ would always show off for you in ways that make you blush like crazy, using more French in his sentences (cause he knows you like it 😳), a sparkly wink from across the room, surprise entrances in his fabulous hero costume, sending you flowers when he's gone for training (don't ask how he does that it's a secret lol)

Bf! Aoyama✨ is a gentleman, holding the door for you, asking if he could kiss you (ajdheizhdjs), even when he first met you he took a gentle hold of your hand and pecked (I'm melting this is so cute ahhh 🥰)

Bf! Aoyama✨ loooveees holding eye contact with you, even turning it into a cute staring competition which he always wins at, you can't help that his eyes were always so shiny like a night sky full of the brightest stars in the galaxy swoons mentally

Bf! Aoyama✨ gives the best kisses that will have you wanting more, it's like he's almost an expert of the art, some are quick but lingering on your lips after he pulls away, the next would be full of passion once he comes back from missions for a few days or so. His lips are comfortably warm and soft sometimes that you wish you couldn't let go ahhh

Bf Aoyama✨ secretly finds it sweet when you try to protect him/support him. Although you both would do that back and forth constantly. When Aoyama's quirk reaches his limit, you leapfrog right in front so it's your turn with the villain. And when you're down on the ground, he gets his time to shine, it's like 'I scratch your back, you scratch mine' kinda thing.

Bf Aoyama's ✨ poses are so silly but you can't help to try and cut him off with a compliment that will make him blush profusely until he gets you alone to playfully berate you after.

Bf Aoyama✨ doesn't really care if he wants to be big spoon or little spoon while cuddling (unless you have a preference ofc) as long as he gets to spend time with you is all that matters and if you wanna spice it up as well~

NSFW AHEAD after the split

Bf Aoyama ✨ is never afraid to moan in your ear during sex, he was a little (a lot) insecure about it at first, but when he knew it made you moan louder/ turning you on even more, its a boost to his ego and made sure to note that mentally every time you two go at it

Bf Aoyama ✨ will leave love bites wherever he pleases starting with your neck then growing down to your shoulders, stomach and then finally your thighs. you tell him not to make so many but he always says the same sentences..

"Oh non~did i get carried away again✨?"

"How else am I supposed to show the world that i love you ma cherie? :>"

Bf Aoyama ✨ prefers slow and sensual sex for the most plentiful of reasons:

going down on you until you cant take it anymore his face soaked from your pussy overstimulating all over him (doesn't mind it at all)

showing you many new positions he can perform reach a new height of pleasure you have never experienced before

definitely not the way you two can spend hours just fucking in every room in yall's house

all in all, he wants to remind you how much he loves you with every movement of his pelvis to the sweet nothings he whispers in your ear and trust the pain is all worth it.

Bf Aoyama ✨ french kisses like a king..his tongue moves like velvet in your mouth, one of the many things he does to make you plummet to submission

Topping Bf Aoyama ✨ untll he's a fucking mess, you ride him slow, he's out of commission, best believe you love to milk his cock until he cant cum anymore and the sweet sounds he makes ughhh just praise him of how good he's doing as you pepper his face/chest/neck with kisses and he might just cum on the spot

[roadkillxd]

Could we get some Daddy Soap or Ghostsoap x reader aftercare HCs?

Why not a little bit of both? ♥

Ghost x Soap x M!Reader ↪ 938 words — 18+ / SMUT.

Content tags — cis male submissive reader, cis male dominant daddy Soap, cis male dominant Ghost, daddy kink, aftercare, praise, and degradation.

Soap

The first time you call Soap daddy is purely an accident. He’s balls deep inside you, hips rocking hard and making you see stars. Your cock’s trapped between your stomachs, and the divot of his abs is a small, sweat-slick valley that stimulates you just right. 

You’re so close to coming, clawing at his shoulders and making him groan. He bites down on your shoulder and you cry out the word instinctively.

You’re absolutely mortified when he pauses for all of a second before bursting out laughing.

That couldn’t be a good reaction, right? He was going to laugh at you and kick you out of bed for being a weirdo—send you and your daddy issues packing.

You freeze up at first before trying to push him off of you. Trying to get away and hide—try and preserve what bit of pride you have left, if any. But he catches your flailing wrists easily, shushes you and tries to get you to calm down, pinning you to the bed.

“Hey, hey, hey, you’re alright, lad,” he coos, soothing you down, his big hands gliding across your shoulders, petting through your hair. His face goes from serious and concerned to a mild smirk before, “daddy’s gonna take care of you, huh?”

You blush, biting your lip with a frown as you try to turn and press your face into the pillow, the eye contact flooding you with stinging embarrassment. Soap just hums, caressing your cheek. He’s still hard inside you, and rocks his hips ever so gently, making you whimper.

“S’okay, baby boy. This is what you want, yeah?” You nod and he tsks at you, making you flinch, worrying you answered wrong somehow.

“Use your words, love.”

“Yes, sir—daddy…” you breathe, and he groans deep and rumbling in his chest.

He fucks you stupid after that, seeing how many times he can draw that word from your lips. He cums and doesn’t even soften and you swear you’re gonna go insane when he keeps fucking into you.

When the both of you finally finish he snuggles up against you. Big spoon. Pets all over your body until your breathing evens out. He apologizes for laughing—didn’t mean it any wrong way, just shocked him is all. 

But he promises you he’s more than okay with it. And even if you had any reason to doubt him, the way he’d managed to rail you twice in a row without pause washes all of those doubts away. 

Obviously, he’s into it.

Ghost

Now, when Ghost finds out about this little development between you and Soap? Well, Ghost has a very specific kink.

The man loves to third wheel the whole daddy thing. Loves to wrap his strong arms around you, chest to chest as Soap rails you from behind, making you cry and moan while Ghost equally mocks and praises you.

“Daddy’s cock feel good, love?”

“You’re taking him so well, right fucked stupid, hm?”

“Always such a fuckin’ slut for daddy, so easy for him.”

“Look so good stretched out on daddy’s cock, baby.”

His deep voice is always like a growl pressed against your ear, and it makes liquid arousal run down your spine, makes you clench tight around Soap’s cock as he rails you.

It affects Soap, too. You can feel his dick twitch and kick inside of you each time Ghost speaks, says daddy in that deep timbre. Can feel the shaky panting breaths against your back as his hips stutter. 

Ghost & Soap

With quickies or post-mission adrenaline induced fucks, aftercare isn’t always a big thing. Sometimes all it is from either of them is a rag produced to wipe off any cum and lube before collapsing into the bed to sleep, all of your limbs entangled and sweaty bodies pressed close.

However, with particularly long fucks or actual sessions and scenes that the three of you have planned or talked out, aftercare is a big thing. Ghost doesn’t always directly involve himself sexually in scenes or even regular sex, but likes to be present and hold either of you, talk you through it. So in cases like that he’s usually the one getting up to get water and snacks and a warm wet cloth to wash you both off with. 

When Ghost does involve himself, trying to get him to do much of anything after coming is a feat in and of itself. You’ve never seen him with his guard so low. He could still throat punch one of you at full strength, sure, but he’s usually eyes closed on the border of sleep and heavy as a boulder.

And so it’s those times that Soap is the one limping out of bed to grab the necessities. Ghost will roll over to hold you in his arms and murmur little praises and jokes in your ear while you wait for Soap to come back.

If you’re somewhere with a tub, Soap really likes to take baths with you after particularly heavy or intense sex. He always makes the temperature of the water somehow perfect—never too hot to burn your already heated skin, but not too cold to shock your body out of its post-orgasm bliss. 

Ghost does not enjoy baths. He’s not that much bigger than Soap, but he doesn’t like how cramped he feels in them.

Instead, he likes to take cold showers after sex. If that’s something you’re into then he’ll hum contentedly when you step in with him, and likes to wash your hair for you. Pulls you flush to his chest if you start to shiver. Kisses your neck with his far too hot lips.

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Cuddling Headcanons - Ganyu & Ningguang

CW: Written with Male!Reader in mind, but can be read as GN!Reader.

Ganyu is a very emotional girl. She gets flustered easily, it's not that hard to make her laugh, she bursts into tears a plenty. It's only natural that she enjoys something as positive-emotion-inducing as cuddling. It never fails to resonate with her very soul. 

After a long and boring day at work, Ganyu just wants to eat something, shower and retire in bed with your arms around her. 

She is the more gentle and submissive here, and so she finds cuddling positions that indicate that feel more natural than others. 

Spooning is her go-to, no doubt. The feeling of your larger frame, oh so pleasantly warm over hers, with your hands on her middle part makes Ganyu feel so extremely loved and safe she is out like a light.

Another one of her favorites is the embrace. She loves to nuzzle her face into your chest, or the crook of your neck. Surprisingly, Ganyu has no problems with sleeping like that. Perhaps it's her goat Qiling part, able to be comfortable in the least likely spots? 

You'll find her body a little cooler than yours due to her Cryo abilities. Due to this, she likes to get as warm as possible with the help of you and the covers. 

Please, caress her horns while you have her. Rub them slowly, up and down, and she will drift off in seconds. Her horns are very sensitive in general, meaning that they enhance her comfort when taken care of while cuddling. Just make sure to not rub too hard, else you may leave her excited instead.

The only problem for Ganyu is getting up in the morning. She needs to wiggle out of your grasp, very regrettably so, and somehow not wake you up. Most of the time she succeeds… she has to. Because waking you up means being trapped in a hug for fifteen minutes, sometimes thirty even. 

As much as she tries to fool herself about it not being far superior to working, Ganyu just can't resist a few more minutes of cuddling with her beloved - it does wonders for her productivity… Ningguang will surely understand, right? 

Ningguang's work is quite exhausting, all things considered. She puts on a brave face to aid in her complex relationships with other members of high society, partially for her own entertainment as well. But, after many hours, Ningguang just wants to get away from this and not be carefully observed and judged at every step. That's where you come in. 

At the end of the day, she likes to take a good, relaxing bath with you and cuddle. 

Her favorite position is half spoon, with her being the spoon. The full version makes her quite flustered and bothered, as you mainly use it for the less safe for work version of cuddling… the memories make her a little too excited to rest. 

She enjoys lying her head on your chest and listening to the sound of your breathing and the beating of your heart. There's something so hypnotizing about how rhythmical it is. 

She tends to mumble about her day while cuddling, eyes closed and sleepy. She finally gets to speak her mind without worry, about how annoying, creepy, socially awkward and ugly some of her trading partners are. She finds no judgment in your arms, and Ningguang is eternally grateful for having you. 

Thanks for reading!

[lillyspeakz]

Hello! Can i ask for some dating headcanons with Argbur, please?

it’s been a bit since I’ve watched the arg but! I will try my best and I’m sorry if it isn’t the greatest

Dating arg!bur headcanons :

- so many cuddles. Baby’s always so cold, so the only thing that truly cures it is your warmth against him and his hands against your skin. When he’s away from you for a long time, he practically claws at your skin, wanting to be closer to you and your warmth.

- always ask to go on late night walks with him, even if it’s freezing cold. even if it means putting 5 layers on, you always go, not wanting him out of your sight especially with everything that’s starting to happen with him. Playing in the snow is a must! He loves going to the little playground next to the apartment complex, playing tag or even just sitting on the equipment and talking.

- as we know, arg has two main personalities. One that’s more in control and one that’s more nervous and shy.

-Whenever his more controlling personality comes out, he’s more stable with the relationship, knows what to do and how to handle himself and you. Always the big spoon and holds you tightly to him, not wanting you to leave his side. Communicates where he is and when he’ll be home, knowing you worry quite a bit about him.

- now when his more submissive counter part comes out to play, you’re the one in control, which you never complained. He’s less unstable and frequently forgets that he does have a partner there for him. Reassurance is a must with him. He doesn’t take care of himself and loses himself a lot, leading to you needing to ground him with something he loves or even you. Very much the little spoon, loves to be babied and held, needing something to take his mind off of his thoughts. He often comes to you, shaking and crying about what he did and how he’s a bad person, words slurred and not making sense. You know you won’t get anything out of him, either of them that is, so you wait patiently.

- you’re very understanding with him, knowing he struggles with some things. He admires you for it, not understanding how you stay with him and deal with him. But he loves you for it and appreciates you.

- loves kisses! His lips are cold and chapped sometimes but when he sees you put chapstick on, perfect opportunity for him! Loves to his you and feel the warmth of your lips on his.

- you try and find activities to do to take his mind off of whatever it is he worries about. It works- for a little. But it’s something!

- all in all, you love him and he loves you. He’s still trying to figure it all out, maybe not in the greatest way but. He’s glad he has you to ground him.

taglist: @horny-p0et

[tinykonig]

Simon Riley NSFW kink headcannons

requested by anon, thank you for the message! i could ramble about this subject for so long so you are only enabling me extremely nsfw under the cut! be smart. only read more if you are okay with nsfw posts and you are 18+ :)

like i said in another post, cockwarming is something he enjoys thoroughly. sometimes he likes it for the intimate connection aspect, sometimes for the ability to tease you

his favorite position when he’s in a gentle and loving mood is spooning, especially early mornings. so he naturally prefers to keep his cock inside you after you both finished and sleep a little bit longer like that (which inevitably leads to another round)

when he’s teasing though… makes you sit on his cock while he’s writing reports or just even watching a movie and makes you sit still until hes finished with his task

also movie nights always seems to somehow end up with you on his lap while he very lazily fingers you and talks about the movie in your ear

asks you questions about the plot and if you arent paying attention he will go even slower

basically hes a fucking tease!!! thats just simon

degradation with just a hint of sweetness

“pretty cockwhore”

fingers in your mouth FINGERS IN YOUR MOUTH especially when he just wants you to shut up and quit whining

he growls. sometimes groans. moans when he’s mote submissive or he’s getting head

one of the simple pleasures of life for him to when you blow him in the shower

fucks your face and only apologizes AFTER the fact

he definitely likes to repay those favors and probably 10X

absolutely uses sex as a way to convey his love and emotions. if you are having a bad day or he’s apologizing for something, he is pampering you in bed

he can be so giving. he will hold you in his arms so warm and close and caress every part of your body until you can not help but feel so loved

whispers sweet nothings in your ear and just fucks you sooo slow and sweet and deep

this also means if hes angry or frustrated about something he can take it out on you in the bedroom(with your consent of course)

shoves his thumb into your mouth as a way to shut you up

pussy slapper

he loves when you cry out in a mixture of pleasure and pain, and he will stroke you so lovingly between slaps

has so many videos of you in a secret folder on his phone

hes such a giver like when he is away from you and need to get himself off he doesn’t think about fucking you, he thinks about eating you out until your legs are shaking

[snowball-doie]

I don’t know what else to ask about 127 polycule. Maybe tell us more about the Dream polycule.

tbh i have less figured out in my brain about poly!7dream than i have figured out my dream()scape series where they're all living together, but they're not in a polycule? but i shall try for you <3

jaemin and chenle have to live in rooms on the opposite sides of the house because jaemin is VERY protective of his cats and doesn't want daegal anywhere near them. it's giving hermione and ron when they keep arguing over scabbers and crookshanks lmao-

renjun constantly begs haechan to dress up nice for the airport. it's gotten to the point where haechan purposefully doesn't dress nice just to piss renjun off.

all the boys spoil renjun. they get him nice clothes, jewelry, gifts, etc. anything he wants, the boys get for him, even though he could def get it all for himself. during his hiatus, it was really, really hard for the boys to be apart from him, so they spent their entire tour thinking of things to bring home for renjun...... and when they did get home, they would baby him for hours and hours, even though he would protest. there's only so many hugs he can handle- but the boys didn't care, they were just happy to be home with him again.

jeno sleeps in jaemin's bed more often than not, so haechan's been asking if he can turn jeno's room into a gaming room instead. mark keeps rolling his eyes and walking away when the topic comes up.

the boys are always trying to figure out which of them is sooah's favorite. she literally doesn't have favorites, but they continue to bicker about it anyhow. ...................if she had to pick one she... "preferred" over the others.................................. it would be renjun...

date nights usually turn into sex-filled nights. blame haechan. or jaemin. they're usually the two that start it. poor jisung is in the corner like HELP- but sooah's got him, cuz she likes to baby him until he's all submissive and participates.

when he's been working long hours and gets home late, instead of going to his own room, jisung will crawl into sooah's bed and be her little spoon. it's how he lets her know that he got home safely... but it's also the biggest comfort for him.

renjun, jisung, and haechan are all tit guys. the amount of times mark and/or chenle has caugt one of them just sucking on sooah's tits casually is. concerning.

chenle bought the house all by himself, despite the polycule arguing about sharing the RENT. "what's 'rent'? i bought the house yesterday..?"

[3-2-whump]

Julio’s Reverie

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TW/CW: blunt discussions about OCs' sex lives, one teeny tiny death threat, emotional angst. But don't let the TW scare you, this is mostly fluff!

Julio had been with many men and women throughout his twenty-six years of life, especially in the five years he has been boss of Juicio Divino, but everyone assumed he would be just as much a boss in the sheets as he was on the streets. And sure, mediocre sex was better than no sex –probably, he guessed –but of all the bedmates he’d had, none of them could scratch his itch –no, his desire– for total submission, to just let go of the mask and be himself for a few vulnerable, blissful minutes. No one had been able to scratch that itch since Izzy Bautista (may that bastard rest in peace.) And over the past five years, Julio had begun to accept that maybe nobody ever could. 

Then, Khaled came, and Julio finally found someone who could fulfill that long-neglected desire.

The young man was basically a virgin, despite how frequently and brutally he’d been abused over the years; he hardly knew what his own desires were, much less how to satisfy them or his partner’s. In the beginning, Julio had to guide him a bit –as much as Khaled would comfortably allow him to, that is –until they could establish a rhythm and truly make some music together. But once they hit their stride, well… Julio wasn’t much for clichés, but fuck it, what he and Khaled had was magical.

“You’re not going easy on me now just so I’ll go easy on you later, are you?” Khaled asked with a cocky grin as he dodged a hit from his left.

He completely missed the sharp jab to his right side and doubled over in pain. Julio smirked. “What part of this looks like I’m going easy on you, bro? Nah, you’re actually getting good!” The block and dodge Khaled executed to counter his next attack only served to emphasize his point.

It became a little routine, eventually. Fight, then fuck, fight, then fuck. Fuck, then learn one more tragic little thing about his lover that fractured Julio’s breaking heart. Fuck, then spoon, Julio behind him because he learned Khaled didn’t like to look at him when he told him his secrets. Fight, then fuck, then cuddle, then send him on his way, as if nothing had ever happened, as if the gnawing guilt didn’t chew at his guts every time he sent him back to the one responsible for all those scars and bruises.

So, while Khaled was with him, he became a bit protective of the boy. Well, a little more than a bit, considering he nearly gutted Crackhead Juan for grabbing Khaled’s arm the other day.

“Hands off my bitch,” he growled, knife gleaming, lips curled downward into a snarl. “I will not ask you again!”

“Excuse me?” Khaled piped up.

With Crackhead Juan quickly scared away, all Julio had to deal with was an insulted boyfriend. He explained he had a reputation to uphold, that he didn’t mean it, and that Khaled could have the most epic apology blow job he could give if he was still unconvinced. Khaled took him up on that apology blowjob and came twice down Julio’s throat as they defiled the backseat of a client’s Rover. Since then, Julio openly flaunted his claim over the Costa Mafia’s fuck hole to whomever would be looking, but only the two of them knew what happened behind closed doors. And one of them still wanted more.

“I still can’t believe we’re carrying on like this, man,” Julio drawled. The half-unlocked handcuffs dangled from his wrist as he raised his hand to light a cigarette between his teeth.

“There’s nothing wrong with carrying on ‘like this’,” Khaled shrugged, propping himself onto one elbow as he reclined on his side on the bed. The rest of Juicio Divino had asked –no, begged –their boss to have sex anywhere but in the garage or within earshot of the rest of the gang, which meant the two had to get a bit creative with locations the last couple of trysts. A seedy hotel? Classic.

“Fight, then fuck, fight, then fuck –I’m having a great time, aren’t you?”

“But don’t you want more than this?” Julio asked genuinely. “Sometimes, do you ever…want more…for us?” 

Khaled’s blush matched Julio’s, yet the younger man could not meet his eyes. “No,” he lied.

“Say it like you believe it, and maybe I’ll believe it too,” Julio scoffed, a puff of smoke escaping from his mouth. He sighed and set the cigarette down on the ashtray. “I don’t know what I’ve got to do to get Costa to release his hold on you-,”

“Short of prying me from his cold dead hands,” Khaled muttered.

“-but there must be something I can do, right?” he asked, gazing sincerely into those soft brown eyes.

Khaled’s eyes met his for only a moment before they shifted down to the crisp hotel sheets.

“Please, Khal, cariño, tell me how I can make you mine for real! If I gotta die for you, I’ll die for you, If I gotta kill for you, just tell me who I gotta kill, and if I gotta buy you from him myself, just tell me how much-”

Khaled ceased his rambling by gripping his stubbled face in both hands and melding their lips in a kiss. Julio froze, but started reciprocating his partner’s advances. Khaled wrestled him back onto the mattress and kissed down his neck and chest, pausing to look down at him. “The best thing you can do for me right now is to make the most out of the half hour of rental time we have left. Now, lay back and look pretty, beanpole,” he whispered.Julio opened his mouth as if he were about to say more, but the metallic click of the other cuff locking around his free wrist and binding his hands to the headboard signaled the end of the conversation. He ultimately shut up and gave Khaled exactly what he wanted. He would always give him exactly what he wanted.

Le Tag List: @kabie-whump @rainydaywhump @whumped-by-glitter @skittles-the-whumpee @generic-whumperz @bamber344 @there-will-always-be-blood

[are-you-judd-enough]

last updated: 26/Oct/2024

Submissions open: see below the cut.

Submitting a map, best practice; a masterpost

I thought I'd make a styleguide and masterpost for how to submit a map!

On backups: First things first, take a video of the result as a backup. Load the code, skip to the end, see the funny cephalopods dance and hold in the screen capture button. If an update ruins your code, this backup will live on until you delete it. I take the video right away instead of watching a replay and take the screens from that video recording where I can pause and scrub for the frame I want.

1st preference: I love receiving your codes; I'll do all the work for you! Please also make a backup via video capture because updates kill your match codes (learned this the hard way). You can go to the terminal in the lobby and save a game to recieve its code!

The splatoon font is utterly incomprehensible, so please make a backup screenshot of the code; if you typo and then play too many matches, you can lose the code and with it the map. this happens more than you think and it's sad to not be able to feature your map!

On codes: Codes can be generated from any of your last 50 matches, "no-contests" included, and remain available until a patch breaks continuity. Once you have a code, it's saved and you can play as much as you want right away, play 60 more matches and your code persists! Patches can take us by surprise, however, so please prepare a backup.

Second preference; If you're the kind of person who wants to submit screenshots, remember that you need to submit two!

The "question" image should be a clean image of the map, before it is obscured by the handsome judges. This one is easy to grab because the map is displayed for about 3 seconds. This should not be the mid-match map.

The "answer" image should be after the splash of the colliding ink, but before the banner drops. This can be a little tricky to pin down unless you're taking the capture from a video capture. This is very difficult to grab from a twitter video because you cannot pause the video without the video controls being overlayed, but easy on switch where you can track, pause and save the frame as a screenshot.

For Splatfests, if you want to include the vicory or defeat message becasue it's a multiplier battle, feel free to keep it included.

Some advice: Lil Judd and I like to curate interesting and close maps, especially ones that have you scratching your head: to this end, please also submit interesting losses too, noone is thinking less of you for it, we are not @squids-posting-their-ws. It's no fun if you can guess the answer, just because it's a submitted map.

Finally; A video capture (hold in the screenshot button) of the results screen is also a valid option. You can upload the video somewhere manually, such as to youtube. It is no longer possible to upload directly to twitter from your switch so you'll either need to read the information from your SD card, download your video, or by connecting to your switch.

It helps out if you trim your clip: best practice is to have the clip start at the black screen before the map is shown, and end after the banner has come down, but before the players are displayed.

Asks and messages are open! If your messages are open, too, I'll let you know when I've queued your map so long as I have the spoons (as in, when your map enters the hopper, I have a lot of maps and am not sure when it will be seen, but it will be!). To be able to post properly, the blog can't accept submissions via the tumblr submission section; strange, I know.

I make a note of your blog name, for credit purposes, when I queue the map, so if you change your blog name between submission and posting, I might have diffculty crediting you.

[mirikitakato]

[TRANSLATION] Owen SSR Card Story: Elegy for the Grand Guignol.

Owen absolutely goes batshit in the event and he continues to poke Shino in a terrible way lol.

Characters: Owen, Shino.

Special thanks to @ninenseiace on Twitter for the RAWS!

Episode 1: A way to start mending fences

The flamboyant performer: Come and witness the miracle!

The world's most amazing finger-amputation magic is about to begin! First, point the knife at your finger like this and…Here we go, your finger breaks off with a "snap"!

Akira/Shino: …Uwah!?

The flamboyant performer: Ahhhh! So painful! Now I can’t even hold a spoon!

Audiences: Hahaha! Of course you can’t!

Akira: B-but, it’s just a performance so their finger isn’t actually cut off, right…?

Shino: Well, it's a magic show after all.

But finding humor in someone else's pain feels off-putting. Both the performer and the audience have poor taste.

Owen: Hey, you two. Interested in the show?

Shino: Are you here to see the show too?

Owen: Nope. Just come here to give this to the Sage.

Akira: What is…ehh??

(What is it? It feels like human skin, all wrinkled and stuff…)

Shino: Isn’t that a finger?

Akira: Eh?! Finger!?

Shino: ….No, wait, it’s not. It looks like a human finger at first glance, but it's actually a cookie.

Owen: Yup. I found it in the back warehouse just now.

I heard that the magic tricks they're performing over there also use these fake props.

Akira: Oh, I see...Now that you mention it, it does have that prank product vibe. It's good it's not a real finger...

Shino: That being said, don't you think the performance here is a bit excessive?

While there were many entertaining performances, the magic trick just now was hard to take as a joke.

Owen: Is that so? Both the performers and the guests are like licking each other's wounds, isn't that both ridiculous and amusing? After all, this is a place where the unfortunate gather.

Shino. Haven’t you realized yet? There are many children here who are in a similar situation to you.

Shino:…What do you mean?

Owen: You will understand soon enough.

Look. The next show is about to start. You will surely be entertained watching this.

The new performer enters the stage. Dressed in fur and a collar, he is led by a person resembling a handler with a chain...

Shino: Is it that kind of performance again? The one Nero likes.

Owen: This time, they're planning to use humans to play the roles of wild beasts and their tamers.

Look, the guy playing the wild beast is starting to move. 

With each step he takes, the chain connected to his neck makes a rattling sound. Then, he lets out a menacing roar towards the audience.

Beast performer: Ghggh!

Beast tamer: Shut the hell up and do what I say!

A sudden tug on the chain by the trainer sends the audience into fits of laughter, transforming the atmosphere below the stage into one of pure joy and exhilaration.

Witnessing this scene, Owen too couldn't help but join in the mockery, his face brimming with delight.

Owen: Heh. Perhaps one day, your master will also appear on stage like that person.

Shino: Hah?

Episode 2

Owen: I'm talking about the “Miracle Wound”, Shino. Your master sometimes transforms into a beast, doesn't he?

If he repeatedly turns into a beast and is unable to return to his human form one day, what will happen to him if he's left without a place to stay?

Shino: ……

Owen: It won't be long before he finds himself in a place like this, wouldn't you say? Degraded, howling in frustration on the ground, whipped into submission. 

Akira: Owen, even if we were to hypothetically assume, there would never be such a thing...

Shino: ......Heath is indeed rather timid, but he is also incredibly brave, worthy of being my lord. No matter how many times he transforms into that, he will surely return to his human form. And besides, I'm here. I won't let him come to a place like this.

Owen: That's your weakness, Shino.

Wizards are solitary creatures. You could clearly survive on your own, yet you depend on him and fawn over him.

The people here are the same. They can't live on their own, so they shut themselves up in spaces like this.

Every one of them is a fool. They won't live long like this anyway.

Owen snorted with utter contempt. A sardonic smile twisted his handsome features.

It was the smile of a solitary strongman, one who had emerged victorious from countless life-and-death struggles throughout a long and arduous journey.

Akira: (Though I could understand what Owen was trying to say…) (But even so, I can't help but wish they would rely on me more as a companion. I guess that's just my selfishness...)

However, Shino, who was standing beside me, didn't seem to be shaken by Owen's words at all.

He looked straight at Owen and declared in a firm tone.

Shino: Speaking of relying on others, aren't you the same? You're always clinging to others, stirring up trouble, and enjoying it. The childlike you that sometimes appears also always sticks to others. You really crave other people's attention, don't you?

Owen: Oh...You really know how to talk. If you want to play like that, then I'll play along. Cur Memi…

Akira: W-wait!

Episode 3

I abruptly stepped between the two of them, and Owen looked at me in surprise.

Owen: Great Sage, what are you doing? Are you saying that you want to play with me too?

Akira: No, not exactly... It's just that I can understand the feelings of the people gathered here, and I can also understand what Owen was trying to say earlier...

Owen:.........

Akira: Human interaction can sometimes be hurtful, but there are also times when it can bring salvation. That's what I believe. So, whether something done by someone you trust is a good deed or an evil act cannot be simply defined with a single word. I think neither Owen nor Shino is wrong. So, I hope you two won't argue anymore...

Shino: ...It's not like I want to argue either. Owen, since the Sage has said so much, why don't you apologize to the Sage quickly...

Owen: Who wants to listen? Quare Morito.

Akira: Uwah!?

The moment Owen chanted his spell, we were surrounded by a dazzling light.

Akira: ...? Owen, what are you... Eh? Where is Shino?

Owen: Ah, right. Just now, both the Sage and I disappeared before his eyes. He's probably still panicking.

Akira: How could this be... Is it because of what I just said...?

Owen: That's right. It's all your fault. With your ambiguous attitude, you want to greedily stand on both sides, don't you?

Akira: ...You’re right, I might have said some arrogant things to you just now. But I also really want to talk to you properly...

Owen: Then you can play with me now.

Akira: ... Eh? Alright, let's play! Even if it takes a long time, if it can help me understand your feelings better...

Owen: But I'm in a really bad mood right now. First, you have to make me happy.

With a faint smile, Owen snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, a collar appeared in his hand.

Akira: !? Why did you make a collar appear...

Owen: First, let's see how you look as my dog.

Akira: Dog...!? Why!?

Owen: Didn't you just say you'd play with me? Or was your word just a lie?

Akira: No, not at all, that's...

Owen: It's not good to lie. As your master, I have to discipline you properly.

Ignoring my growing anxiety, Owen seemed to shrug his shoulders happily.

Owen: Then let's get started.

Come on, Sage, let out a good bark like a dog.

Card Episode: Keep the truth to yourself

Owen: (Munching)

Akira: Owen, what are you eating...? Uwahh!? A h-human finger!?

Owen: (Munching, cracking) Crunch, crunch, crunch...

Akira: Ugh, that's a horrible sound... And now, it looks like something red is spilling out...?

(Since he's hiding it well while eating, I can't see his mouth at all...)

Owen: Are you so curious that you're staring a hole through me?

Akira: Well, I guess... but thinking about what it might actually be, it might be better not to know...

Ah, could it be some kind of joke candy, like the ones I saw in the Garden of Illusions!

Owen: …..

Akira: W-why are you silent...?

Owen: Hehe, what do you think?

Is this a sweet and delicious cookie filled with red jam, or is it a still-warm, freshly plucked human finger...?

Akira: I'm praying it's a cookie! Sorry for interrupting your snack time, but...see ya!

Owen: Haha, boring.

Voiceline:

"Since it's a special night, I'll dance a little for you. You'll sing along to Rustica's music. Don't be nervous, just sing however you like. But if I don't like it even a little bit, I'll crush your frail throat."

[lou-struck]

Standing Still

Wakatoshi Ushijima x reader

~ You have been together for eight years, but it doesn't seem to be going anywhere.

Genre: Breakup Angst

This is my Submission for the teahouse's discord Dark Chocolate collab. LINK HERE

a/n: this was a bit hard to write since falling out of love is one of my biggest fears.

Waking up in total darkness to an empty bed is always sardonic. Wakatoshi's side has already been made, and his gym bag is missing from its usual spot by his dresser. No doubt training early again today.

You move aside the pillows that divide the hot and cold sections of the mattress so you can finish tucking the charcoal gray sheets and smoothing the quilted down just so. With the bed made, you move about your comfortably quiet apartment, making yourself some breakfast and a coffee just the way you like it. Its warmth washes over you like a blanket as you sit at the small kitchen table.

Your bored scrolling through your phone leads you to Snapchat, where the little red dot at the bottom of your screen entices you to see what memories from years past the app will be showing you.

The first image looks to be from eight years ago; it's just a mirror selfie of you wearing an absolutely stunning red dress in your old bedroom with a black bar caption that reads Date-Ready.

You furrow your brows as you scroll to the next memory, a video, You and Wakatoshi feeding each other spoonfuls of dessert at another restaurant, a pinkish tint to both of your cheeks as you giggle and stare at each other as if you are the only two people in the world.

It makes you smile as you scroll to the next one, the two of you riding in a horse-drawn carriage around the brick-paved streets of the Historic District. His Black jacket is wrapped comfortably around your shoulders. You lean against his muscle frame for warmth while he grips the reigns and stares forward with a soft smile on his usually stoic face.

The fourth is a silly one of the two of you stuck in a glass elevator of the luxury hotel he had booked for the two of you. After one too many glasses of champagne you mistook the emergency fire button for your floor number and were stuck behind the glass walls for an hour. The two of you missed your dinner reservation but ended up ordering all the desserts off of the room service menu.

you let out a little snort as you remember how gently he carried you out of the heart-shaped bathtub you insisted you wanted to sleep in it instead of the bed. That year was such a great anniversary.

Anniversary?

Shit!

Today is your eight-year anniversary with Wakatoshi Ushijima; you curse yourself for not remembering the date as you click to the next memory. It's another snap of the two of you at a candlelit restaurant. The light of his phone screen illuminates his face as he smiles at the camera. You don't know why, but you don't even know if you'd call this a memory. Try as you might, you can't seem to remember anything special about that night.

Your fingers move to tap the screen and check the next one, only to find that year five was the last one you recorded, the other two are just as forgettable. A sour taste fills your mouth as you reach the bottom of your coffee cup and stare at the fifth image, trying to decipher whatever loving fondness you have behind that date.

"God dammit!" You slam your hand into the table in frustration before you stand up and toss your phone over to the couch. it bounces harmlessly on the cushions as you rush to the bathroom and hopes that splashing a bit of cold water on your face will help soothe the sickening feeling sloshing around in your stomach.

~

Your heart feels as if it is getting squeezed by the air in your lungs as your boyfriend's keys jingle the lock of your front door.

And suddenly, it says if you forgot how to breathe. You don’t know what to do with yourself, do you stand? Do you sit? How are you ever going to bring this up?

After far too long, the jingling stops, and he comes into the room, plopping his gym bag down and closing the door behind him.

When he sees you, he gives you a smile, the smile that used to set forth the swarm of butterflies in your stomach. But now, the only thing you feel is shame.

“Y/n, I’m home,” he says, walking past you and to the fridge where he grabs one of his bottle protein drinks that remind you of liquid drywall. He downs it in quick gulps and tosses the empty container in the recycling bin before looking at your face.

“You look upset,” is something the matter?” he asks, stepping forward with an outstretched hand. But you push it away, afraid of crumbling under his gentle touch.

"Do you know what day it is today, Toshi?" you ask quietly, looking up at the handsome man In front of you.

“Tuesday?” he answers matter o factly. But one look at your face tells him that Tuesday is not the right answer. “There’s something else, isn't there.”

You let out a dry chuckle and nod, “I guess you could say that. It’s our eighth year anniversary.”

He looks a bit confused and taps his smartwatch to see the date a. “Oh….”

His response makes you feel sick to your stomach, and in that moment, you know exactly what is going to be happening tonight. And it’s definitely not dinner. “Oh…”

His olive eyes glaze over a bit as he follows you into the bedroom, “Y/n, I’m sorry. I can make us a reservation somewhere.

“I forgot too, Toshi. It’s not just you.”

Letting out a deep sigh, you sit down on the edge of the bed, rubbing your temples in frustration. “What are we even doing, Wakatoshi?”

You feel the mattress dip as he sits down next to you and lets out a deep sigh of his own. “I don’t..I don’t know.”

You grab his hand and take a breath; “We aren't going anywhere, are we?”

He stares straight ahead of him as his voice cracks, “No, I’m sorry.” The innocently sorrowful expression on his face makes him look more like a kid than a pro athlete.

Your thumb rubs small circles across the back of his large hand. "It's not your fault; we both just have been kinda, umm."

"Standing still." His breath comes out shakily as he takes his hand out of your hold. “Should we?”

It’s vague, but you know exactly what he is insinuating. You swallow the lump in your throat and meet his gaze, hoping that you’ll be able to feel the love you have felt for him all those years. “I think, we need we need to break up.”

“I’m sorry,” he says again as if it is his fault you are in this situation. “But I think there is no other choice.”

“D-do, do you hate me?” you ask.

He cups your face tenderly; the movement is natural, caring. But not romantic. “I could never hate you.”

“And I could never hate you,” you say, wrapping your arms around him for the last time. “I really wanted this to work.”

His lips gently kiss the top of your forehead. “Me too…”

He stands up and clears his throat, “I will be back tomorrow to pick up my stuff,” 

You nod and watch him walk towards the door, but before he steps into the hallway, he pauses at the door. 

His stoic features turn toward you, his frown looks more like a scowl, but he never was that good at expressing his emotions. “I’m sorry, y/n. I really wanted to be the one to fall in love with you.”

“I know, Toshi.” you say with your voice cracking pitifully. “I wish it could have ended differently.”

You still don’t say anything as he once again turns. His heavy footsteps echo through the hallway before disappearing completely. Even as the lights of his car flood the darkened street,

You cannot find it in yourself to cry; you just sit there watching him go for the last time.

[sleepingdeath-light]

poly triple cone cup competitors smut hcs ; 18+

requested by ; anonymous (27/05/23)

fandom(s) ; cookie run

fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | super epic | epic

character(s) ; capsaicin cookie, kouign-amann cookie, prune juice cookie

outline ; “poly smut hcs for the triple come cup competitors? like all of them and reader? im over 18”

warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, oral sex, implied foursomes, threesomes, lingerie, sexting, belly bulging, implied public sex acts

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

let’s establish the basics here: capsaicin is a mean dominant, prune juice is a versatile switch, and kouign-amann is a service switch who can be a soft dominant or an obedient submissive depending on her mood

kouign-amann prefers to wear and see others in prettier types of lingerie — so like pink nighties, virgin-killer jumpers and things along those lines are what you can expect to see her in when she’s feeling especially needy

capsaicin doesn’t care what you wear because it will all just end up torn and discarded anyway by the time he’s done — naked is best for him and bonus points if you just stroll up to him in the nude and ask for a quickie

prune juice prefers either darker styles of sexy clothes (translucent lingerie, leather) but he also gets hard seeing you wearing his clothing and nothing else — so his shirt and no underwear is a quick way to get in his good books

it’s rare that all four of you end up having sex at the same time because your libidos all differ — kouign’s is low-average, prune juice’s is a bit above average and capsaicin is basically always horny

so usually you’re getting bent over and fucked by one of the boys — or both, if the mood strikes them — whilst kougin watches and checks in to make sure you’re all okay (she always helps with after care as well, the star)

capsaicin prefers to use the concubine position with you, the mating press with prune juice and will let kouign ride him — but he’s always the one doing the penetrating because he loves being able to turn you all dumb and fucked-out

prune juice, meanwhile will use missionary or spooning with you and kouign — preferring the intimacy of both positions — and he’s open to penetrating or being penetrated

kouign is pretty neutral about what position you’re in as long as you’re having fun — but the mating press and doggy are two of her favourites if she’s in the mood to be properly dominated, whilst missionary and riding are two of her favourites to use when she’s feeling more dominant herself

she’s also happy to be fucked or to use a strap on anyone if they ask her to — so long as she’s in the right mood

the three of you will quite regularly exchange nudes and videos of yourselves having sex in a secure group chat you made for the purpose

capsaicin sends the most pictures by far (which none of you complain about) and they’re mostly post workout or post-fuck pictures or just videos of his cock filling one of you over and over again — he also has a bit of a thing for belly bulging so he has many many pictures of that

kouign doesn’t send many videos unless asked (and then they’re usually if her masturbating) but she does send a couple of random tit pics throughout the day — usually showing off the new lingerie she’s bought and worn out — with the rare exception being between matches in a tournament when she revealed that she wasn’t wearing any underwear and the three of you flocked over to her because it would be impossible to ignore a blatant plea like that

prune juice will occasionally send a picture of his erection straining through his robes, but he mostly just pops up in other people’s videos when he’s fucking them or being fucked by them — mostly in capsaicin’s spam but it’s always a pleasure to see his gaping mouth and cum filled ass pop up on your screen every now and then

when it comes to threesomes: prune juice and capsaicin tend to sandwich you, capsaicin and kouign tend to spit roast you (he fucks you whilst you eat her out), and prune juice and kouign tend to adopt a position where one of them is riding your face whilst the other fucks your hole (or, alternatively, have one riding your dick/strap whilst the other fucks you — but either way you’ll be laying down)

kouign praises you a lot and it’s all very soft and genuine, prune juice gives a very blatant commentary that can come across as humiliating at times whilst using some praise, and capsaicin will happily mix in degradation and praise to leave you flustered and speechless

whenever two or more of you have gone at it, no matter who was or wasn’t involved, everyone is helping out with aftercare — cleaning everyone up, fetching foods and dealing with any injuries if they’re discovered because, at the end of the day, you’re all partners and you take care of each other

kouign is loud and usually doesn’t offer much in terms of actual commentary other than stuttered praise and pleas

prune juice is quiet but is very vocal, being very blunt about how good you feel and talking about everything you’re doing until he’s no longer able to do anything but let out breathy moans and cusses

capsaicin is unapologetically loud and offers plenty of degrading comments that would even make most pervs turn pink — he doesn’t care who hears him moaning and grunting and groaning and calling you his ‘good boy/girl/pet’ because he has pretty much zero shame

related to the above but capsaicin will 100% make passes at you all in public (both comments and groping) — which mortifies kouign-amann and amuses (and flusters) prune juice