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[dewdropdinosaur]

Kinktober Day 28: Phone Sex

Summary: Vox had a meeting, you knew that. But you really missed him, so being the perfect little brat you are, you facetime him during his meeting. Stuffed with a sex toy. Warnings: Phone sex, sex toys, masturbation, dry orgasms, cum, sub/dom dynamics, pet names, daddy kink, reader has a vagina, etc. MNDI, 18+. You're responsible for your own media consumption. Kinktober Mention of the Day: In part inspired by an idea from @pixie-skull. He never fails to help my creative juices to get flowing! Go check out his art edits!

“You like that baby? Do you like being such a little slut on display for me?”

You had been like this for hours, back flush to the matress as the large blue vibrator buzzed within you. Your toes curled against the sheets once more, chest rising and fall with each heaeved breath; teetering the edge of pleasure and pain. Orgasms wafted over you like waves, voice hoarse from screaming his name. A perfect picture of beautiful sin, all on display for him. From behind that infernal screen. 

He watched you from his office, a large TV display in front of your bed, giving him a perfect view of your throbbing pussy. The vibrator was custom made with his signature colors, shaped in the outline of his cock as it pumped and vibrated in and out of you. Leaving to you to mewl pathetically for him to let you come. Such a pretty site, a shame he wasn’t there to touch it. 

A fucking meeting had about Val’s tantrums had slammed his calender, leaving you to fend for yourself alone while absolutely horny. Stolen kisses and whines passed your lips in a desperate attempt to make him stay, but alas, work came first. It always did. So, being the brat you were, you had decided to facetime your lover from your room. Cunt stuffed with his toy, in an effort to make him march to your room and absolutely ravish you. It was all going according to plan until Vox had decided that your little stunt didn’t deserve so great a reward. Shooing everyone out of the meeting, leaving him to lay back in his large chair, he took electronic control of your vibrator and decided to amuse himself by watching you cum over and over. 

“Such a little brat today, dollface. Do I not adequately take care of you, or are you just a horny bitch all the time?” 

At this point, your body spasmed and while the coil in your stomach would go taught and snap; your body had long abadoned releasing any fluid. Punished into dry orgasming, as your lover degraded your sinful behavior while jacking himself off to the sight. His words came out in ragged breaths, the tip of his member hot and smeared with pre-cum. You were his to cherish, to posses, to revel in. And he loved every second of it. Not that he minded the distraction, but this sight was for him to enjoy in peace. Not chasing a wild and blazing orgasm beneath his desk at the sight of such personal pornographic material. Thrusting into his hand in time with each vibration that rocked your core, he could feel himself approaching his peak as you were nearing yours. Increasing the spead of your vibrator, he marveled at the way your eyes rolled into the back of your head.

“Gonna make you take my cock when I get my hands on you, fill you up better than that thing. Make you cum all over me, maybe that’ll teach you a lesson.” 

Rapidly nodding, a string of incoherent mumbles begging for release, despite being dry, left your mouth with a pleading tone. Brain now turned to mush, the only thought that passed through your head was ‘gonna cum’. And it was all for him, such a pretty little sight. Slowly thrusting, taking his time to draw out feeling that was anything close to the feeling of your tight cunt, he relished in the digital sight before him. All messed up and pretty, moaning and writhing in pleasure all because of your desperation for him. The thoughts alone nearly had Vox busting, gruntint as he picked up the pace, driving deeper, squeezing his hand around his member like it was your pussy. 

You felt the coil in your stomach snap as you cry your lover’s name, toes curling as your body shook with the weight of another high. Cumming nearly seconds later, spilling hot ropes of cum into his hand, Vox collapsed slouched on top of his desk with a heavy moan. Both parties covered in a layer of thin sweat, panting heavily and overcome with arousal. Peering up with a soft smirk, watching as your tear filled eyes came to meet his, Vox spoke

“Stay right there, dollface. Daddy’s gonna be there in 5 minutes.”

[jellyfishsthings]

Warnings: minors do not interact, smut, fem! Reader no use of y/n, WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT, academical rivals to lovers, Remus' amazing stamina since he is a werewolf, oral sex (f! receiving), rough dom!Remus yet somewhat loving, breeding kink, marking , teasing , breast worship, p in v... aftercare <3

A buzzing sound is the only thing I can hear. My eyes close as I painfully approach my fourth orgasm. "Oh God." I breathe out while moaning.

Two scarred hands grip my hips to keep me in place. I look down pleading with my eyes for a small break. Forest green mischievous eyes, now almost black covered with lust, look back at me full with mirth and focus on the task ahead.

Remus's tongue laps repeatedly for over three hours. Edging and overstimulating me at the same time. He chuckles at me, the sound delivered directly to my swollen lips as he continues eating me out, no scratch that, he is devouring me and everything I can offer him, for my sweet melodic sounds as he says to my dripping juices, his words once again. He sucks violently at my clit and proceeds his former actions by trying to form a hickey to my cunt.

"Remus" is his answer for the torturous adventure he set on doing today along with my eyes rolling to the back of my head and my hands taking hostage in their tight grips both his curly brown hair and the sheets.

"That's how I want you. A sweaty moaning mess of my doing, with my name at the tip of your tongue instead of all those witty remarks you have been firing my way all these years. Cum for me. Prove to me how much you wanted me and denied it for years." He demands bossy as ever.

"Don't you dare think for one second Lupin that I- '' I start to say, but he has other plans. He lifts my hips effortlessly and without warning I cum. Hard. I see white for almost forty delightfully, heavenly seconds.

My head lolls side to side as he rides out my high. When he is done he lets go of my hips and watches them as they bounce on the mattress. He smirks at me like the devil he is and crawls close to my face. He trails with his nose, my cheekbone, my jaw and zeroes to my ears. " I will fuck you sooo hard. You won't be able to walk. You will be covered with my marks for days to come. Do you understand?" He whispered and I shuddered.

Yes, this is what I want. I think. It was no secret how Remus was like this in bed. Many many girls have gloated about their accomplishments and how they caught his eyes. My mind drifted back a few months when I caught him with that Hufflepuff girl in the library. Hidden behind stacks of books and bookshelves. How he caught my eyes, full of lust, and locked our gazes as he spead up and fucked that girl.

I felt him move as he removed my bra and his shirt along with his boxers. I took a minute to admire him. God he was beautiful, everything was covered in scars of all sizes and adorned his body due to his lycanthropy. Also he was ripped, muscular arms led to broad shoulders to his defined and chiseled abs and ended in a magnificent V in his hips. Right above… . I drew a steading breath, he was huge. A remark popped into my head that I said to him only hours ago.

"If you like to be such an asshole and act like a dick, at least prove that you have a big one."

"Is that a challenge?" He answered innocently.

That's how I have found myself here. In bed with him, looking at him like he was a sight for sore eyes after four orgasm and what felt like more to come.

He was staring at me. Specifically my breasts which he fondled, groped and kissed above my bra earlier. But now, they were out, in the open for him to see, he had already slightly bruised them from the force he held them mere minutes ago. "Take a picture it wouldn't take longer" I snap at him.

He slowly lifts his eyes to mine and says " I might do exactly that, but later, when I am done ruining you" and with that he ducked down, took one breast in his mouth, the other in his hand and started playing.

He kept at it for over half an hour, slapping, sucking, nipping , biting and kissing both my breasts. While I was moaning and grinding my hips against his like there was no tomorrow. "Enjoying yourself? " I ask, sarcasm coating my voice as he was coating me with sweat and his saliva.

"Quite frankly, yes. But alas I should give you what you challenged me for. Shouldn't I?" He ran his tip above my entrance, teasing me. I rolled my hips not able to control myself anymore and a hand came down to the side of my bum. " I make the rules here, dovey." I whimpered as he started playing with me once again, running his fingers above where I needed him the most, circling my clit in eight-figures and covering my neck and collarbones with hickeys. When he finally had enough he held my thighs firmly and entered me in one hard fluid motion as he bit down at the top of my breast.

I moaned and felt tears streaming down my face. "Full. So full." I choked out feeling the way he brushed all those spots inside of me , even without moving. "You think this is full? Wait until I have pumped you full with my cum and it's running down your thighs because it's too much. Then you will be full dove." I moaned and thighted around him. He grunted and started moving his hips. He was rough and fast and so impossible deep. And I loved it. My hands circled around his neck and scratched his back. I looked up at him helplessly as he pounded into me and let our skins slap against each other. My mouth was permanently open now, no sound escaping as he did wonders to me.

"Fuck you feel so good. That's it. You see how desperate I am for you. God you are so tight, such a vise." I buried my head in his shoulder and next thing I know I am cumming around him. He continues fucking me as I ride my high and I black out for a bit.

When I regain consciousness, my face is buried in a pillow and hands hold my lifted hips in place as he pistons against me. "Remus" a scream muffled by the pillow but he hears my call. He pauses briefly and leans down on top of me, laying on my back and softly kissing my neck. "You alright?"

"Yes" my voice not above a whisper as he hits stilled that spot inside of me that makes me see stars. " I fucked you dumb, huh? You want more of this don't you? Tell me you're mine. And I will be yours. I will fuck you until you are begging me to stop, I going to rail the life out of you. Just say it."

"I'm yours. Do whatever you want to me." My voice picks up at the end as I hit another high. He turns me around and lays me on my back. Still inside of me.

"Sweet merlin you're perfect." He puts my legs on his shoulders and sets at a deep and rough pace. "Do you think you can cum for me? One last time? Or I drained you?"he asks mockingly. I want to prove him wrong so badly. He continues his movement and buries his head to my chest. He gets more frantic and sloppy as he approaches his finish line. "Will you cum with me?" Yes. I want to say but both our highs take me by surprise.

He slows down and draws himself away from me.

He walks to a door and I hear water running. He comes back grinning as he looks at me completely fucked out in the bed. He lifts me and walks me over to the bathroom. He sets me down in the water and I hiss as it stings in all the now bruised areas. I look up to him and he joins me in the tub. He draws me close to his chest and I hum delighted.

"When is the second round going to take place?" He asks, smirking and laughs at my surprised expression." You didn't think I was done with you did you? I want to take you against walls, in the shower, have on top of me as I fuck up into you." He whispers in my ear. "You have that all planned out, don't you?" He nods at my question.

"Honest to God. I think about you constantly. You occupy my mind every second in every hour every day, all year. So let me make this right. Will you, my darling rival, do me the honor of being my girl?"

I look at him, his open expression and his hopeful eyes. He is being truthful. "On one condition." I say and watch as he smiles and mumbles under his breath something about bossiness and stubbornness. "Admit that you cheated in that test last Wednesday."

"Never" he says laughing as he splashes me with water and then lets me nussle in his neck. Maybe he is not half bad, I think drifting off to sleep, feeling a tender kiss being placed at my temple.

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[hyunliq]

Attention

Ran x Male!reader

Smut

Reader has been playing games all day so Ran makes up a plan for him to forget about the game and give him some attention.

MINORS + FEM ALINGED, SHE/HER DNI

Ran was annoyed his boyfriend had been playing games all day and hadn’t been paying attention to him. He was horny and annoyed. Ran opened the door to the bedroom to find his boyfriend on the bed playing his game not even looking at him when he opened the door. This made Ran even more annoyed at the smaller male. “(Y/N) stop playing that stupid game and look at me,” Ran cooed as he walked towards his boyfriend. (Y/N) still not sparing the taller male a glance. Seeing this, Ran began with what his plan was to get the others' attention. He walked closer to the bed hopping on it and strandling the smaller’s legs. Ran started taking off his shirt and begun to feel around (Y/N)’s ass. Softly biting his lip. “Ran...stop,” (Y/N) murmured out. “Just focus on your game honey,” Ran whispered in his ear. (Y/N) listens and continued to play. Ran’s hands started to move up to the waist band of (Y/N)’s pants and underwear pulling them down off his body. 

Ran started to knead his boyfriend's ass spreading his cheeks moving his head down and blowing on (Y/N)’s hole. (Y/N) started squirming from the cold air hitting his ass. “Remember keep your focus on the game,” Ran cooed smirking to himself as his fingers moved to his mouth coating them in his spit not wasting anytime trying to pry his index and middle finger inside (Y/N)’s hole. “AH! ~” the smaller boy moaned his head falling on the bed. Ran continued to move his fingers speeding up his pace “Wow you feel so nice and warm inside,” The taller male smirked as he started to spread his fingers moving up to bite (Y/N)’s neck. “R-ran! NGH!” (Y/N) was now balling his fists and scrunching up the blankets spit pooling in his mouth and falling out of his mouth down his chin. 

“R-ran, NGH!~..slower please~..” (Y/N) struggled with the fast pace of rans fingers. Ran pulled his fingers out of (Y/N)’s hole. (Y/N) let out a small whimper at being empty looking bad at Ran seeing his shit eating grin. Ran soon latched onto his waist band and pulled his pants and underwear down stroking his hard cock. Soon spitting on his hand and coating his dick with spit to lube it up. (Y/N) blushed as he saw Ran’s dick. Although he’s seen it millions of times, it always makes him so flustered and gives him butterflies. Ran licked his lips as he lined up with his boyfriend's hole. Slowly pushing inside groaning as he felt the warm insides of the smaller. The warm tight hole sucking him in perfectly the warm insides squeezing around his fat cock. “Ugh, darling..your insides are perfect sucking me in so perfectly,” Ran smirked started to thrust in and out in a nice pace. (Y/N) whimpered and whined at the pace that Ran had set. “F-faster..please faster,” (Y/N) moaned clutching the blanket under him. 

Ran smirked as he begun to spead up humping his boyfriend like there was no tomorrow. “AH~ R-RAN..NGH~” (Y/N) moaned loudly as his hole was getting abused and his dick was smothered and moved against the sheets as Ran pushed down on (Y/N)’s hips. “R-ran..CU-cuMMING” (Y/N)’s insides started to pulsate around Ran as he got closer soon (Y/N)’s head bounced back eyes rolling back mouth booming open as he came. Ran smiled as he saw his beautiful boyfriend cumming from the pleasure he was giving him. “R-ran w-wait! I just c-came! NGH!” the smaller boy felt an overwhelming amount of pleasure as Ran started thrusting faster and his cock pulsating (Y/N) could tell he was getting close. “I’m cumming inside darling!~” Ran continued his pace as he felt his cock leaking and soon, he came. Ran groaned as he felt relieved as he’d now gotten the attention he’s wanted from his lover.

[sweetracha]

Can i request a smut and fluff of hyunjin where he fucks her for the first time? So he is her first. But his cock is really big so he asks her if she really wants to do this. After she said yes he started to fuck her, but after he went a few times in and out she is begging him to stop with tears in her eyes cause it hurts her so much. He stops and gives her kisses. As they saw that blood was on the condom she was trying to apologize cause she was embarrassed but he wasn't bothered and cleaned up everything. After that they cuddled a bit until she fell asleep with tears in her eyes on his chest. Are you feeling okay to write this? I would be happy if you do it, but if you don't feel comfortable then drop it.🩵

Hello Honeybun!

Sorry, this request has been sitting for a while! I believe I understand the ask, so hopfully I did it justice.

Pleasure Doesn't Have to be Pain: Hwang Hyunjin

Sugar Content: Sugar Sweet (Fluff), Spicy Sweet (Smut)

Allergy Warning: Mentions of Blood, Painful Intercourse, Reader blaming herself.

The setting was something out of a movie. Vanilla bean and cedar candles lined the ledges of the room. Soft lights twinkled through the sheer curtains. A small opening in the window lets the music of the city escape into your private haven. A safe place where you and your lover were tangled up in cold silk sheets that soothed your flushed skin. Hyunjin's fingers danced along your body like it was his own. Every touch was a part of his carefully executed choreography. Paris was the city of lovers. You wondered if it was named specifically for you two.

"My muse, look at you. Your skin is blushed. I don't think you understand how beautiful you look right now." Hyunjin spoke in a soft cadence as his lips trailed your neckline.

"Hyune, please." Your back arched off the bed as you begged for more of him.

"Shhh darling" large hands sunk your hips back to the sheets. "Let's not get carried away. It would be a shame to end the night so early." Your brain was dizzy from his kind yet condescending tone.

Slow hands removed what little clothing you had left. Your legs were spead for you and your ankles were held in place. Hyunjin just stared in awe for a moment. Before you could speak, he did.

"Such a tiny pussy. It amazes me every time." One long finger began to move up and down your slit, with no intention of pleasure, rather testing the water. He smirked at the gasp that left you when his pointer hooked your clit.

"Desperate thing. My desperate thing"

To follow his statement, Hyunjin claimed you by sliding in two fingers. He could already feel the stretch but the way you whined was telling enough. This was not new territory for you two this was quite common. Tonight however you finally wanted to feel him. You wanted to be fully intertwined with him. You wanted to be loved by him.

"More." A quiet request ghosted past your lips. Hyunjin looked up to see if it was you speaking. "More, need more"

A third finger started to poke at your entrance but was quickly stopped.

"No Hyunjin! That's not what I want!" You sounded like a brat but in reality, you were already overwhelmed by him.

"Words Darling, I need to know what you are talking about" He pushed deep inside you and began to stroke your favorite spot.

"You. I need your cock. Please"

Hyunjin was shocked by your statement. His fingers curled unexpectedly and slammed into your sweet spot. You cried out and shook on his hand while completing your high. When you opened your eyes, you saw a very dazed lover.

"Muse, I don't think this is a good idea." He hated that he could see tears welling in your eyes.

"Please! I can take it. I know you've been stretching me out each time. I'm ready." The poor boy was embarrassed that you knew his secret.

"Okay okay, shhhh. Pretty baby, we can try, okay? But you need to promise me you'll stop me if it hurts."

"I will-"

"No, I need words"

"I promise, Hyunjin"

A kiss to the lips and a silent thank you was the last exchange you two had before his covered tip was at your entrance. Just the head alone felt heavier and had more girth than what you were expecting. It slipped in with ease but Hyunjin haulted at your gasp. He searched your eyes for discomfort before moving a bit more. Behind the pain of the stretch laid a feeling of pleasure. You kept thinking to yourself, pleasure is pain. You had to endure to feel good. That's what you always heard.

Then he got halfway. A searing ache ran from your cunt to your lower stomach. You wanted to double over and cry, it was something you never felt before. Hyunjin instantly knew something was wrong, your body clamped around his cock, denying it any more access. To be honest it hurt him too but he was only focused on you.

"Oh Darling, shhhhh it's okay. No more. Just breathe." His hand cradled your tear-streaked face.

"No please, I can take it."

"No, you can't muse. It's okay. I'm not mad. No one is mad here, baby. Relax a bit for me, I'm going to pull out now." When Hyunjin retreated we saw a thin line of blood on the condom. He knew it wasn't anything bad but he didn't want to know what it would have become if he were to continue.

"The night" You were able to stumble out in despreate breathes.

"The night? Muse, what do you mean?" Hyunjin pulled you into his body and situated you sideways in his lap. He cradled you while rocking slowly. His hand brought your head to his bare chest while sweetly nosing your hair.

"It-" you began to hiccup as your breathing slowed. "It ended--early" A single tear fell from your eye and soaked into his skin.

"That is where you are wrong little muse." Hyunjin hummed as he spread your legs and gently began to wipe you clean.

"I get to spend the whole night taking care of you."

The Sweetest Batch: @goblinracha, @xx3rachaslutxx, @j-onedrabbles, @lixiesweetbrownie, @marrivmel,@lyramundana, @lixiestarryhallows, @raaaaaaahhhh

[evilfrogcereal29]

Hubby!Gromsko x GN!reader

Pspspspsps gromsko enjoyers, here's your food.

No fr tho there is sooo little content for the grommie-guy, even tho im not super confident on how I write him yet, I wanna give all the gromsko lover's somethin to enjoy. In my mind he's like a cross between a dilf and a slightly more intelligent himbo...so.. hope you like that :) enjoy!!

‼️TWs‼️: google translated polish, and a bit of nsfw (but its pretty vanilla), wife being used as a GN term, pregnancy & fears of loosing baby. OH and not a tw but Swagger appears in this so YAYAYAYAYAY!!!

- hubby Gromsko who, since he grew up in a religious, conservative, and traditional polish household, still believes in 'roles' in marriage.

- And by that I mean, he's the husband of the house, and REGARDLESS of your gender, you're his 'wife'. He calls you such in polish and english. You're a man, you say? a man even taller and bulkier than him? No issue. You're his malewife. Put on an apron over that hunky body of yours and swing your hips side to side in the kitchen while making him dinner, and Gromsko will go WILDDDD.

- He understands times have changed though, and does his part around the home when he's not deployed, his own laundry is *not* one of these things. Sorry.

- He lets it pile up, its his worst habit and red flag.

- Too many Dishes? Cleaned. You don't want to cook? no worry kochanie, let him handle it. He wil gladly pass chores onto himself, that's what a good husband does! (As long as its not laundry!)

- He loves showing you off, showing everyone that you're his partner, and soooo much PDA. He's so proud of you, of your home together, of everything. He is a proud man.

- Please never mistake this pride for egotism or being boastful, he is deeply grateful for you. And will gladly step back to let you shine, as much as he always wants to be your strongest, and fight every battle for you, he knows you're entirely capable on your own, but sometimes he forgets and has to remind himself of that, or you have to remind him yourself. He's always flustered after, muttering lots of apologies and speading kisses all over your face.

- Will introduce himself to your friends as "(y/n)'s husband". Will end each introduction of your name to his friend's with "my beautiful/handsome wife."

- when you took his last name in marrige and used it verbally for the first time his heart absolutely melted. For the first week before and after your wedding, he muttered it to himself in private, your first and (new) last name. His cheeks red every single time.

- He used to be ashamed of his real name, it was stereotypically Polish, most people without a slavic tongue couldn't pronounce it right, but when you took it? He wished he could tell the whole world his last name, because it was also your's.

- speaking of wedding...ooooh this man will not let you two have a small wedding, sorry❤️‍🩹

- Within a week of gromsko proposing to you, he was already dicussing the wedding plans, and he was dead set on having as traditional of a wedding as you two could for your lifestyle. He would take off as much time as he needs from work for this, he assures you of that constantly. Work came second to you, thats how you knew you were special.

- Meeting his family at an engagement ceremony is splendid no matter if you show up with a big family, no family, or any amount in between. They're just happy their słonko finally found himself a partner, believing he'd be a 'hermit' forever. They remind you of this *often*, usually to your future husband's dismay.

- He invited everyone from his home town to the wedding. Oh boy. And you bet every single person brought gifts, even the ones who couldn't make it sent some.

- if you are wearing a dress and/or makeup, momsko (gromsko's mother) will be there. You don't need to order a makeup and hair styalist, she WILL do it. She loves you to DEATH, and she also knows what her son loves aesthetically in a partner, she's very attentive like that.

- Dadsko (gromsko's dad lmao) teaching you how to tie a bowtie if you're wearing a suit. Don't be embarrassed, he just finished showing his own son how to tie one an hour ago in the changing room, you two knuckleheads are definitely meant for eachother, he's sure of that☺️

- Gromsko doesn't get to see you til you're walking down the isle, and if only you could take a picture with your mind...

- The look on his face is so pure, filled with admiration. Eyes big and shining, staring at you like you descended from the heavens. He loves you, he really does. More than words in english or polish can describe. He has to stop himself from saying "I do" right then and there. He litteraly started crying!! His best man and cousin, Roland, snickers and uses the handkerchief in his pocket to wipe his cousin's tears. "Jesteś takim dużym dzieckiem, Sobie." He teases, But he also understands that this is a huge day for Gromsko, and he would probably cry too if a charming thing like you wanted anything to do with rough doggish men like them, men that have been hardened by the atrocities of war.

- You were NOT made aware of the fact that rice and barley would be thrown over you two as you finished your vows and 'I do's. Gromsko chuckled, pulling you into a passionate kiss as it was thrown over you by guests and rained down like... Well, rain, over you two, lips still locked.

- After the ceremony, there is little time for dawdle as everyone races to the dance floor. And idc who you are, or how much of a party animal you claim to be or not, you’re never been to one quite like this. Or with quite as much alcohol as this...

- You and Gromsko get the first dance, of course. If you can’t dance that’s just fine, he assures you of it. His arm wrapped snuggly around the back of your waist. He moved himself and you with such purpose, such grace. You didn’t know he could dance like this.

- What he doesn’t tell you is that he practiced everyday alone in the mirror for nearly a month, memorizing the feeling of each movement, arms wrapped around nothing as he pretended what it would feel like to hold you during this dance, he would not fail this. And he didn't. Not a foot out of place.

- It’s SO lively, everyone is dancing, even the little ones and elderly are grooving at their own pace (and with the help of other family members).

- For your honey-moon, you went on a month-long cruise ship around the Baltic Sea. Stopping at some countries here and there, but most of your days were spent lazily tangled, nude, in blankets together inside the secrecy of the cabins’ rooms. And oh yes. Lots, and LOTS of sex. Unlike some of his fellow soldiers, he can go for a LONGGGG time. You definitely get a few noise complaints from the people above and to the sides of you. But Gromsko scoffs them off, as if they just don’t under how much you two are in love.

- He can be a bit hardheaded with some things, especially since he’s such a confident man, occasionally, he finds himself confidently WRONG. Like the time he got into an argument with a guy he caught leaving your shared house as he arrived home, Gromsko was red in the face. Throwing accusation after accusation at the man, saying that if he hurt you, or touched a hair on your body or tried to fuck you, he'd kill his family. Geeze, thank god he didn't overreact or anything.....😓

- Not only was the man 1- your childhood best friend, who's known you almost two decades before you ever met Gromsko, but he's also, 2- GAY/STRAIGHT!! (Whatever the opposite of ur relationship is, straight -> gay, gay -> straight) he couldn't even be interested in you! When you explained this to Gromsko in front of a very angry looking friend, he was an apologetic mess. Twiddling with his fingers like a kid who got caught with the cookie jar.

- If he does not have to wear certain clothes. He won’t. Firm believer this man is a ‘home is we’re the pants are not’ kind of man. Walks around the house in only boxers until you remind him he lives with other people (he still doesn’t understand tho, it’s just you, don’t you want to see him, kochanie? Maybe if he flexes his bare muscles just a little harder, you’ll forget why you were so angry with him in the first place ;])

- Sleeps completely in the nude, he’s similar to that of a sleeping bear, a sleeping TEDDY bear that is.

- Will Unconsciously pull you into a hug during his sleep, sorry, you’re now trapped in his beefy arms. And don’t even think about waking him up, he becomes a grumpy grumbling mess, too hazy to understand you, so I hope you enjoy waiting in his big strong arms til morning!

- you can't stay mad at him. He gets like an anxious puppy. Nudging at your side, whining and asking what he did wrong and using every sweet name in polish he could think of.

- He wears sandals and socks.

- Has a man cave, I just know it. Its actually pretty damn clean, but he watches football (soccer) and Occasionally plays games on his xbox (not a gamer, just dabbles in some stuff, idk why but I imagine he plays mostly stardew valley & Deep Rock Galactic) in there.

- Him and Roland secretly meet with eachother, even though there's a serious conflict of interest in doing so, and being caught would probably get them both booted from their respective PMCs, or worse.

- Still, when they are together its like neither of them ever joined the military in the first place. Their mind is anywhere but.

- Gromsko talks Roland's ear off about you, and don't get Roland wrong he loves you as a cousin-in-law, you're a sweetheart and make his cousin happy, but damn, he really doesn't want to know every single detail of your life, its a bit weird, yeah?

- He has to remind Gromsko this, as well as to not overshare in general. I feel like Gromsko does it out of over-excitment/love. Good thing happens/he think of good thing -> he instantly wants to tell someone, thats just how his brain works. thankfully he's not just... Telling strangers things, but his mother knows practically every aspect about your lives because he calls her every night to tell her. He's a mama's boy don't be mean💔

- His mama taught him most of the stuff he knows. He spent more time with her as she stayed home as tended to the kids, while his father worked long days. His mother taught him how to sew, and bake, play the piano, and so much more. Those moments are some of his most cherished. He loves his mom so much.

- Probably has a tattoo of her, her name, or some memoir to her on his body, and maybe one of his dad too

- I don't think they hate eachother, I just think his dad was a bit hard on him cause he had the "you're a man, act like it" mentality for everything, and that only pushed Sobiesław away, but they're closer now, things are better between them.

- Really good at home maintenance but NOT electricity... Please don't ever let him attempt to fix anything relating to electricity AGAIN.

- Loves making you Polish traditional meals, and even moreso when he see's the sparks fly in your eyes as you find something in particular you really like, you can bet he'll be making you that dish at least once a week now.

- He is actually like... Not very kinky. He's pretty vanilla, he likes praise and has maybe a smidge of a breeding kink, but sex for him is mostly just about the passion, he just gets off to seeing how good he and only he makes you feel.

- Oh god oh god oh GOD don't get me started on pregnancy and this man. If you're afab(or if you want mpreg by all means be my guest) he's getting you pregnant. Period. I already belive Gromsko came from a big family, like he's 1, of 7 other brothers and sisters. And that definitely impacts the number of kids he wants, he knows its unrealistic, especially with his job, to have as many with you, as his mother had (also he would never make you have that many OW, THE STRAIN ON YOUR BODY!!) But he would want at least 2-4 kids.

- Please god let this man have daughters PLEASE🛐 he would love a son just as equally but the TEAPARTIES WOULD GO SO FUCKING HARD🗣🗣🗣 he got the fairy princess dress on, with the diamond tiara, and you know fosho that he's bringing mrs. Precious (a stuffed rabbit) to the party as well.

- Definitely the dad who tries to get his kids into sports/athletics young, but if it doesn't stick he wouldn't force it.

- When you revealed your first pregnancy to him he dropped the dishes he was cleaning at the time, shattering them, and nearly dropped you too while scooping you up joyfully. Cheering and exclaiming,

- "och, kochanie, kochanie, sprawiłeś, że jestem najszczęśliwszym mężczyzną na świecie!" He exclaims, now that Roland wasn't around, his tears freefell. He didn't know where he should be looking, your face, or your stomach, now containing a future precious life.

- If he wasn't handsy before he is when you're pregnant, hands always on your belly even before it started growing, rubbing, talking, gentle tapping. You have to explain to him that the kicking won't start til at least 3 and a half months.

- He's intially dissapointed, but he counts the days, and then once the 3 month mark passes he's back to hands on.

- The day the baby makes it's first kick he had his hands there, you were shocked too. And Gromsko even moreso, eyes lighting up. Someone could almost believe he was the one pregnant, if it wasn't for the fact *you* were the one with the bulging belly. He got so emotional whenever's your baby made any major developments. Which is honestly so sweet. He cried again when you showed him the ultrasound, and put the grey and black image in his wallet.

- Tells everyone he knows about his baby the same way he did for you, and still continues to.

- He somehow loves you even more, now that you're carrying his offspring he's even more protective and guarding. He takes more and more time off work despite you urging him, assuring its ok. He mostly takes over the chores and housework, encouraging you to rest, stay stress-free, and eat a lot.

- This becomes a very strange and stressful time for him, as well as yourself. Maybe its your hormones effecting and rubbing off on him, but he genuinely becomes so... Feral? So primal? He holds you tighter, kisses you longer, his fingers dig into your waist possesively when he grabs you from behind, he has to stop himself in your mid and late terms from bending you over the counter and fucking you while playing with your swollen tits, because he's nervous that sex will hurt the baby. But he craves you, every inch of you. You fill the empty spaces in his mind. If theres nothing better to think about, he's thinking about you, about the baby.

- He starts having nightmares about loosing you, and he wakes up in a cold sweat and has to shake you awake, asking if you and the baby are ok. He knows its just his worries getting the best of him. But if he somehow failed his duty and lost you and the baby.... he just couldn't ever go on. Couldn't live in this world that's lacking two less angels..

- "Babies take a lot of energy, you need this Moja miłość, open wide." he coos, spoonfeeding you a homemade soup. Oh yes, he'll feed you too. If you snap at him and tell him to let you care for yourself he will, but he will still feel he need to monitor everything.

- He is not a perfect man, by any means, but by god, does he worship the ground you walk on. You gave him everything he could have every wanted and more, and he will do everything in his power to bring you everlasting joy. You don't even have to ask, lalka.

Tysm for reading I hope u enjoyed, I wanted to go into more detail about the baby but then I realized that kinds of its own thing, so yeah, maybe look out for dad!gromsko hcs one day :3 but tysm for reading these! I'm on a Krueger binge rn so I'll probably start posting more about him, but hot men lurk around every corner so we'll see!

Bonus:

I randomly mentally steered off and started writing neurodivergent hcs for Gromsko and didn't wanna get rid of them so here they are as a fun extra :D

- Gromsko but he happy stims :)

- Gromsko but he nervous stims :(

- ADHD Gromsko but he's mostly hyperactive type instead of initentive or combination :>

- Never medicated, wasn't diagnosed until adulthood. But it should've been obvious since like, the 1st-2nd grade.

- Restless leg syndrome havin' ass (so me, he's me😓)

- I feel like he's the type to carry a fidget toy on him, a stress ball to squeeze, or if trying to be more subtle, a pen to click.

[uchihaharlot]

Question: how do you feel about male lactation? Also Shisui coming home to Itachi hit with a jutsu that has him lactating and Shisui offers to relieve him of it. Leads to some…snu-snu

Took me a minute to understand. I was googling like a wild beast. Not even Reddit yielded the results I wanted, but alas I figured out that there was an unfortunate accident.

NSFW; how Uchiha Itachi unfortunately became Shisui’s dairy farm for the day; what in tartnation; blatant coercion with the threat of Kotoamatsukami; kinda laughing but in a good way; my followers are going to be screaming at me.

Poor Itachi. 😂😂😂

Hadn’t realized until he was about halfway home that something dire was wrong. His chest was..crying? No, leaking. Dripping through his undershirt, or so it felt like. Emotionally, he was someone who carried a level head. Strategic as all hell. But this…this he could not wrap his head around. What a foul and pathetic way to disarm your opponent by using a forbidden jutsu on them.

How even more embarrassing it became when Shisui, uninvited and usually showed up at the most inopportune of moments. Busted his happy self into Itachi’s house. Skipping his way to Itachi, who was shirtless, and standing in front of the mirror. Helplessly looking at his leaking nipples.

‘Congrats!’ The pat to his back from Shisui had Itachi shooting an icy glare at him. ‘You’re a mommy, and where is our son?’

‘…Shisui. This isn’t a good time.’ No it wasn’t, but when did Shisui ever not pester Itachi when he least liked it. Never. He was a menace on a good day and a fucking fire ant in his ass on a bad day.

‘Why are you rubbing them like that…?’ Shisui cocks his head, trying not to laugh.

‘…I think I’m engorged or backed up.…I don’t know what actually.’ A boisterous laugh as Shisui flicked one of his sensitive nipples and Itachi was more than livid. ‘That fucking hurt.’

‘I’m feeling thirsty all of a sudden.’ Shisui smirks, a lurid glint in his eye.

‘No you’re not, Shisui. You’re being disrespectful, to me and yourself.’ Pffffttttt, from Shisui.

‘You act as if I haven’t sucked on them before. This time, they’re just a bit wet and soggy.…’ Shisui luridly licks at Itachi’s chest, batting his beautiful eyelashes and whispering lowly. ‘You need to be…relieved.’

If the gods were actually watching, they would curse Itachi’s eyes and spite his soul. The arousal from the increase in hormones for his pectorals to lacate and even produce breast milk was formidable. He wouldn’t even wish this on his own enemies. His pecs hurt, felt unbearably full and looked swollen.

He did need to be relieved. Grumbling, Itachi spoke below a whisper, ‘don’t get too fucking weird. It’s just a jutsu….’

The smile that spead Shisui’s face was contagious or cancerous, maybe somewhere in the middle. It reeked of malicious intent and Itachi was already regretting agreeing to this as Shisui led him out of the bathroom and onto the bed.

‘…take your pants off.’ Itachi shook his head, and on cue for motioning his appeal, Shisui spun the kaleidoscope behind red eyes with an unholy grin.

‘You wouldn’t.’ Itachi’s eyes narrowed, Kotoamatsukami was not a play thing. You did not use it to threaten your lover with salacious intent.

‘For this I would. Now, undress.’ He wouldn’t question it further, even if Itachi wanted, and he couldn’t either way. Tsukuyomi, while artificial in its own way, would not counteract the unrelenting force of Shisui’s ultimate wrath. So as the good boy he was, and the one with the ailing unfortunate ability to produce breast milk at this time. Itachi did as prescribed. Fully undressing himself as Shisui did too.

He could blame the hormones, or his own brain cells that lusted after it. Shisui delicately nipping and suckling from his chest, eliciting an unfamiliar tingle as the milk spilled from him. It was unnerving how much and quickly Itachi enjoyed it. The hard latch of Shisui’s lips to his flesh, tongue swirling and lapping, skimming his hand over the plain of his abdomen to stroke his hardened length.

‘It’s sweet..’ the soft murmur as Shisui trailed kisses from one pert nipple to the next. Parting Itachi’s legs, and tapping at his entrance as he spread spit on himself.

Pressing just the tip, stroking his shaft softly and moaning around Itachi’s nipple as the fluids filled his mouth. Nothing what an actual producing mother would make, but enough for Shisui to get off on. Enough for Itachi to scoot himself further on Shisui’s length. Rolling them over and fully impaling himself on the entirety of Shisui’s cock. Both shuddering from it. Shisui still suckling like a little babe unable to wean off his mommy. Rocking his hips to match Itachi’s downward thrust, and reclaiming that gorgeous cock with a hurried stroke.

Though by this point, Itachi’s milk has waned. Physically Shisui can’t think of anything else but how deliriously taut Itachi’s tight little hole feels when it grips his aching and pulsing length. Holding his hips and watching at how delicious his cock disappeared and then reappeared with each deep thrust. The tight muscles flexing around him, the soft beat of Itachi’s own climax catching the better of the two.

Shisui doubled his efforts when Itachi whimpered he was cumming. Quickly spitting in his hand and fervently drawing it back over Itachi’s throbbing cock. Working Itachi as he came hard, all over Shisui’s chest. It slung up to his neck, and Shisui yanked him by his silky hair into a heated kiss as his own orgasm rocked through him.

Panting softly as their increasingly passionate encounter wore out. Shisui planted kisses along Itachi’s defined jaw, over his throat and nipped at his collarbone. Slipping out, Shisui elected to be the little spoon, a small compromise to pay for getting your way more often than not.

No one. Not a single soul could hold a torch to the unadulterated heat and flame an Uchiha radiates.

[haelithra]

Ok, but hear me out. The song Rasputin by Boney M is basically Terzo's life story.... I have evidence.

"He could preach the Bible like a preacher

Full of ecstasy and fire

But he also was the kind of teacher

Women would desire "

He's the satanic pope..and as we know a bit of a charmer (men? Women? Omega?)

"He ruled the Russian land and never mind the Czar

But the kazachok he danced really wunderbar

In all affairs of state he was the man to please

But he was real great when he had a girl to squeeze

For the queen he was no wheeler dealer

Though she'd heard the things he'd done

She believed he was a holy healer

Who would heal her son"

Once again he is the pope, his jobs was to spead the message of the ministry.

The queen here could be seen as sister imperator who wanted Terzo to do his job (the son being the ministry). This section could also be copia codded, but we're not talking about babygirl right now.

"The demands to do something

About this outrageous man

Became louder and louder"

Terzo not completely following what the ministry wants of him.

""This man's just got to go", declared his enemies"

"They put some poison into his wine

Ra ra Rasputin

Russia's greatest love machine

He drank it all and said, "I feel fine""

"Ra ra Rasputin

Lover of the Russian queen

They didn't quit, they wanted his head

Ra ra Rasputin

Russia's greatest love machine

And so they shot him 'til he was dead"

We've all seen THAT show....we all know how he went out. And in the chapters we see them kill Terzo....so....ya know...

[sinfulpetgirlrd]

1, 16+23 please :)

Jesus you have fast spider fingers 🥰 for the asks to spead love? Hmmmm

#1 A fanon characterisation that you love: That Geralt is an oblivious himbo. Like you get that idea in the games but in fanon the gear is thrown into over drive. You could flirt and pine and kiss day in and day out and he'll still not get the hint as he throws himself infront of danger.

#16 One of your favourite tropes: that is stupid hard to pick. General trope would be AU's I love seeing people run with canon and throw it into left feild. While romance? I cant pick between enemies to lovers or soul mates. Its just so sweet and gussy and the room it leaves for whump is *chefs kiss*

#23 Give kudos to someone who was especially welcoming when you first got involved in the fandom: I wish we could give second/third/etc kudos lol. Everything I read from these two I feel compelled to kudo because their writing is amazing. Those two would be @poetic-poltergeist in the vampyr fandom and @regis-favorite-raven in the witcher fandom. First two people I met in either and I'm so thankful to call them friends.

[marmar1917]

I just did a tarot spread to see how my relationship with the guy I’m talking to will play out and it came out positive! I am excited and ready for this to continue!

Today I was feeling nervous about where this ‘relationship’ would go and the spread put my mind at ease. I’m going to talk to him about making this a bit more official and maybe have him meet my family.

Wish me luck! And here is the spread I used.

[esmemarion]

REALLY AND THE BOYS

This was a series of drawings I did a while back of cute little scenarios with Really and the other Sunshine Lovers from Pop’n Music - gonna be honest, they’re a special interest of mine that rivals my other big special interest.

1. I headcanon that Really looks up to Prince M like a big brother or a father figure. I also headcanon they were pretty much adopted by him after a long time of being on their lonesome in their own virtual world. Before they met the other Sunshine Lovers, they would travel together throughout the universe, speading love and joy as a duo.

2. WB Rose’s funky sash is a great stim toy for Really c:

3. Really has become one with the pandas. Wacky doesn’t seem to mind... for the most part.

4. I headcanon that Ted-Pete is another father figure for Really (okay, all the guys are! ... Well, Wacky’s the bastard big brother ;P). I like to imagine he reads his poetry to them to help them fall asleep.

I added a unicorn Squishmallow, and one of the Groovy Girls (Really TOTALLY has a collection of them, they match their aesthetic - the bed is also based on a Groovy Girls bed) 

[jt-artsandfics]

Can I get a Shang Tsung imagine of him doting on his s/o who has intimacy and abandonment issues?

Ok but I feel this on a level and I'm gonna do the best I can for this and well gonna go with own of my favourite versions of Shang.

There is much Shang has done in his life. Much he has sought, found and used to his advantage to get to where he is.

He had never anticipated falling in love. It was a weakness and something to be used against him. And yet he still fell under their spell.

He never anticipated them, but they stole his soul. Something that he would do to others. They are so different from him almost a polar opposite.

Shang's social, deceptive, cunning, greedy, charming,

His lover: antisocial, shy, closed off, and nerves when left alone.

They are curled up on the floor blanket wrapped around them. Silence is deafing in their ears, every noise makes them flinch.

Shang had been gone for days and they didn't know if he would come back. Tears run down their cheeks, they hadn't eaten since yesterday and everything felt hopeless.

Shang made his way thought his island. He pays no mind to the new Kombations. His expression grave as he makes his way thought the corridors and halls. He comes to a stop at a door, he takes a deep breath.

He had hoped to not be gone this long for he did not wish to leave his lover in distress. But I'm the end he finds his songbird curled up in a corner. He calls their name quickly moving towards them. Careful not to touch them just yet.

"Songbird, forgive me for taking so long. I'm truly sorry sweet one" he hushes as they nearly throw themself into his arms. So many emotions linger between them, his love clings to him so that he could not disappear.

He is soft with them slowly picking his lover up and moving them towards the bed when he sits and holds them close. He presses a gentle kiss to their forehead.

His lover quickly moves so that their face is rested agaisnt his chest. Fingers curled in his coat as he gentle traces patterns on their back.

"Beloved I'm so sorry, please find it in your heart to forgive me" he whispers his hands never leaving his lovers body and he holds them close. For once afraid, not for himself but that his sweet one had been left without him for so long.

"I was thought you left me. Please... Please don't leave me" they whimper, voice cracking with each word. Soft sobs coming from them.

"I would never, I will alway return my sweet one, I could not live without you my darling soul, please lay down I wish to remove some of my clothing and them rest with you" he says lightly. Voice never going above a gentle tone.

He feels their grip on his persons let go lightly. He is quick to remove his coat and shirt. His hands reach for his lover dragging them back into his chest. Humming lightly he runs his fingers thought his lovers hair.

The other gently rubs their cheek, he places soft kisses along their face as they slowly begin to calm down. A soft but firm hand speads out against his chest drawing patterns and symbols that he knows are magical.

"You've been reading my tomes again beloved" it's a small remark almost playful. There's pride in him knowing that they would go as far just so that something of him was with them.

"It makes me feel close to you when you aren't here, I do it alot now" they whisper voice settling down and their shivers and shakes quelling.

Shang let's out a small sigh of relief finally having his lover back in his arms after the past few days. "Where were you?" They are lightly.

"I was fetching the Kombations for the mortal kombat tournament, which means now that they are here I'm on the island with you until we are victorious" he replys a smile gracing his lips once again.

"You promise?" His lover ask arms rested on his chest as their eyes meet his wide in wonder.

"Of course beloved, nothing else will be taking me from the island, away from you for the next little while. I am all yours" he chuckles. Shang places another kiss to his lovers lips enjoying the contact again.

"I love you, you know" they whisper. "And I love you sweet thing, which is why during the tournament you will be sitting with me and watching" their eyes go wide. Shang laughs again hands make their way to his lovers face and hair.

"Are you sure you want me their, you have a reputation and such, are you sure?" Shang rolls them over on the bed so that he is now the one laying above his lover. Their eyes go wide again.

"It is precisely the reason I wish for you to be their so that I have the beauty that I love by my side and i wish to make up for the time i was away" they both smile at each other. Shang kissing his songbirds forehead multiple times.

"I'd like that Shang" the room is quiet between them again until his little birds stomach rumbles. Thier face goes bright in embarrassment.

"Beloved, when did you last eat?" Shang ask worry very slightly showing in his voice. They stay quiet before finally breaking.

"Two days again..."

"that won't do songbird you need to eat." He moves to stand up. He pulls his lover with him. Both standing in the bedroom holding hands.

"Let us go get some food and then we can both rest and sleep for the night beloved" he says pulling them closer and pressing a small kiss to their for head as he leads them out the door of their bedroom.

"Fancy tuna?" This causes the Sorcerer to chuckle. He intertwined his fingers with his lovers as they walk doen the hall.

"All the fancy tuna you want songbird, but I do say have more then just that" he hums.

Things between them aren't perfect but you both make it work. A Sorcerer of dark arts, a champion of the Mortal kombat tournament and his beloved songbird a shy yet gentle soul who had taken his soul.

[phrynewrites]

Sneak Peek Sunday

Thank you greatly to the anon who requested fake dating and friends to lovers for Jasco, as it led to this whole fic emerging! It's such a fun write and I'm so excited for what's coming next (please ask me about what's coming next). Here's a little snippet from the beginning:

Jasmine enters the apartment like a storm, dropping her dance bag next to the door and tossing her keys on top of it haphazardly. She huffs like she’ll be able to exhale the irritation, but it proves useless.

“I don’t know about you, but I don’t feel like cooking tonight,” Bosco calls from the couch, stretched out like a lazy cat, their feet up on the coffee table.

They don’t even have to turn to face Jasmine to know that she agrees, that she too is not in the mood for much. Jasmine flops down on the couch, throwing her legs over Bosco’s, her head tipped back like she’s too weary for this world.

Bosco mutes Cut Throat Kitchen and pulls Jasmine’s legs closer. “So it’s been a day?”

“A whole day,” Jasmine says to the ceiling, kicking her shoes off, letting them fall from the couch.

“Is it her again?” Bosco asks, like they already know the answer. And to be fair, they probably do. Every time Jasmine comes home like this, exhausted but unenthused for another day of rehearsals, they know something’s happened, and it always comes back to some annoying girl in the same production as Jasmine.

She sits up, shifting her feet into Bosco’s lap. “Yeah, it’s like the fifth time she’s asked me out.” Jasmine grimaces, like she’s pulled something. “It’s super annoying. Like, I can’t think of any more ways to say I’m not interested without looking like an asshole.”

“Well what’s wrong with looking like an asshole?” Bosco chuckles. “I do it all the time at my job and it’s a lot of fun.”

Jasmine shakes her head. “And I’m not sure how you get away with it—”

“My natural charm.”

“But if I just started acting like an asshole, I’d get fired. I really like this job and I already feel like I’m on the edge with my inability to shut up, so I don’t think I can just be an asshole and get away with it,” Jasmine replies, wiggling her toes and giving Bosco a glance.

They roll their eyes, feigning annoyance, but nonetheless dig their thumb into the ball of her foot, causing Jasmine to throw her head back over the arm of the chair, boneless.

“Have you tried telling her you have a girlfriend already?” Bosco asks. “If you’re taken, she probably wouldn’t have much of a choice besides giving up, no?”

“I could try that, but then it’d spead around the whole company and then they’d want to meet my girlfriend and want me to bring them around to cocktail hour and performances and all that…” Jasmine pauses to pull her hair out of it’s tight bun. “And everyone would find out real quick that I don’t actually have a girlfriend.”

“Ok, so you’d need to find a girlfriend then.” Bosco’s hand moves up to grasp her ankle.

“That’s always been the problem, hasn’t it?” Jasmine sighs, unsure if it’s from Bosco massaging her aching ankle or from another reminder that Jasmine hasn’t had a relationship in what feels like forever, and has no genuine prospects on the horizon—except for that girl, who is far too pushy, even for Jasmine. “Where am I going to find a girlfriend? It’s not like they sell them at Target or whatever,” she tries to joke, but it comes out a touch more sad than intended.

“Well you are at Target a lot…” Bosco says, earned a little smack on the arm from Jasmine.

“What? I didn’t say I didn’t appreciate the fact that you come home with plant food, a hair mask, a set of mugs, and four phone chargers every Saturday afternoon.” They hold their hands still for a moment, their tone turning serious. “But if that’s what’s holding you back, I could play the role.”

“No, no, I couldn’t make you do that.” Jasmine holds their gaze. “And also, we’ve been friends forever. Who would believe we just decided to start dating one day?”

Bosco glances between Jasmine’s feet in their lap and Jasmine’s dance bag—surely containing one of Bosco’s sweaters. “You’re kidding, right?”

Jasmine scrunches her nose, like she’s thinking deeply.

“We’re like, suspiciously close all the time,” Bosco says. “And I don’t know about you, but “I’ve fallen in love with my roommate, who also happens to be my best friend, who also happens to be very hot,” is absolutely believable.”

Jasmine ponders a bit more, drawing her legs in and wrapping her arms around them. “You think we could really pull that off? And it’d work?”

They nod. “I think if we make a plan and stick to it we can.”

“Well…What’s the harm in trying it?” Jasmine gives Bosco a once over. “I’m sure you’re not the worst fake girlfriend in existence.”

“Yes of course,” Bosco says, smile slick. “And as my first act as not the worst fake girlfriend in existence, I won’t even try to convince you we should order sushi for dinner.” Bosco pushes the menu to the side, handing her the Italian and Chinese takeout menus instead.

They share some pasta and bread, watch a few episodes of Chopped, and end the night with Bosco slumped on the couch and a plan to subtly introduce the relationship with a couple-y photo of Jasmine and Bosco in her dance locker and as her phone lock screen.

And for once, Jasmine’s prepared for her coworker’s advances.

[myonepiece]

My Darling

Whitebeard x fem!s/o

Summary: Whitebeard reunites with the love of his life who he lost conatct with many years ago, and now shes a super powerful & feared pirate (like as well known as him but infamously)

*Told in 3rd person *______ is Y/N

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“What’s going on?”

   Thatch stepped last onto the deck of the Moby Dick where Whitebeard had called everyone to gather. Whitebeard sat with an unusual look in his eyes, one that the crew did not recognize.

“I sent out a letter a few days ago and I’ve finally recieved a reply. We’re going to set sail for {island name} and meet _______ there” Whitebeard concluded as he looked down at his sons who all wore faces of shock and fear.

“_______?!! WHY?!” Ace was the first to speak what everyone else was thinking, why would their captain want to meat up with the most violent pirate that sailed the seas around them. Known for her aggressive and brutal fighting style and her high bounty, she was not one people would go to voluntarily meet. 

“Because I miss my wife and I’m going to get her back, you kids wouldn’t understand gurarararara” He puntuated his joke with a laugh which helped ease some of the mens’ minds, at the same time giving them something else to scream about-

“YOU’RE MARRIED?!”

“YOU’RE MARRIED TO ______?!!”

“WE HAVE A MOM?!”

“Gurarararara! Stop yelling! I lost contact with ______  years ago and whenever I reached out to her the past few years she’s avoided me!” The crew was simultaneously excited, scared, and still in shock, but still they set sail for the island.

   Whitebeard sat as his sons returned to work with occasional glances in his direction, most likely questioning his sanity. But Whitebeard was determined to see ______ again, the woman who had stolen his heart years ago when he was with the Rocks Pirates. At that time she was a Noble’s daughter, but when news of her love reached her father, he had threatened to kill Whitebeard. With _____’s hot temper and powers of the devil fruit she had consumed, she had launched herself against her family, striking them down for threatening harm against the one she loved. But as much as ______ loved Whitebeard and longed to be with him, she craved more of the sensation she felt during the battle. So she turned to the seas herself, burning down villages and leaving bodies in her wake. Earning a name and high bounty had also brought the attention of the still lovesick Whitebeard. But everytime he had tried to rekindle conatct with her, she turned and left leaving no explanation.

   And now as the Moby Dick approached the island, the sky grew dark and filled with clouds with the effects of her devil fruit. The wind picked up and blew harder the closer they got. We meet in the middle of the island, ______ had written in response to his letter- finally ready to join her lover. The crew docked and awaited orders from their fatherly captain, who was frozen staring into the forest outlines the clearing in the middle of the island. As he stepped off of the boat and on to the shore, Ace and Vista walked beside their captain, still suspicious of the sudden meeting between him and ______. 

   Whitebeard’s heart beat seemed spead up with each step, no battle nor enemy could cause this, but _____ could. His arms seemed to ache as he thought of holding her once again, it was as if his body had finally comprehended what was about to happen. He showed none of these feelings to his sons, keeping his composed exterior. And then through the trees he saw the figure, standing in the clearing facing the other way. The wind blew around her long navy blue dress, and her hair whipped around as she stood with an air of pride. Lightning cracked above in the dark sky, causing some of the crew to look cautiously at each other, some readying their weapons and stances as they moved forward into the clearing.

“______!!” Whitebeard called out over the sound of wind and lightning. ______ slowly turned, revealing her infamous wide grin. The wind immediately subsided  as if the whole storm centered around her, making her the calm. A web of lightning cracked around her providing more light in the still dark atmosphere. 

“Long time no see, my dear” ______’s voice echoed across the space and the men look up at their captain. 

“Leave us” Whitebeard stated flatly earning looks of inquisition from his sons. He nodded down at them before they finally began to turn around. Disobeying their captain’s orders, the crew stood behind the trees, watching the events take place. The two mighty figures seemed to communicate through looks as no words passed either lips. Whitebeard stepped forward and slowly made his way towards ______. Standing in front of her felt like a dream, as that was the only way he had “talked” with her for years after the seperation. 

“My darling” Whitebeard’s words were barely louder than a whisper as he peered down at _____ with a small smile. Slowly, ______ reached her hand up and carressed the man’s cheek gently. Whitebeard moved his hand to place on top of hers, this being what prompted the actual retreat of his crew. The two left in the clearing stood silently as they stared wistfully into the others eyes. Whitebeard carefully moved his other hand, placing it gently on the small of ______’s back, seeing no sign of objection from her, he gently pulled her closer until finally closing the space between. The kiss was soft from both sides, but slow and passionate as it continued. As if trying to make up for the time they had lost over the past years. They parted breathlessly but remained close enough for Whitebeard to lean his forehead against hers, his eyes silently asking her to rejoin him and conquer the seas together. ______ smiled softly and placed a small kiss on Whitebeard’s lips before pulling back completely and linking arms with him, her smile accepting his request. 

   So the two pirates walked back through the forest, arm in arm, returning to the sea together.

[nulltune]

plots please! ((if you have any in mind! : o

aaaa sorry skelly no i don't have any 😔 BDKSHDHD NO- ARE U KIDDING ME!!!! THESE TWO ARE SO INTERESTING HOW CAN I NOT HAVE THOUGHTS FOR EM?? smh 🙄 /lh

just off the top of my head!!

this is more hakuno saying it than me but LET HER BEFRIEND HIS DOGGOS.....!!!! i still cry over that ask from you okok skelly IT'S SO CUTEE and i am speeding it up so it'll post shortly after i queue this post bc i rambled a bit in the tags for that post too 😳 BUT YES HAVE THEM BOND OVER THE DOGGOS! and maybe a little silly thing of them both debating over whether dogs or cats are better- i can very much imagine hakuno saving up (she's broke ok 😔) some funds to bring cascu to a cat cafe with her to prove her point though i also think she'd end up having so much fun, she'd forget her og goal of speading neko lover supremacy (is very >:0 !! afterwards like- caster! did you have fun??) (she do be like that)

still giving moon girl the reigns here- SHE HAS NOT FORGOTTEN ABOUT THAT OFFER TO HELP HER WITH HER MAGECRAFT! i'll be 100% honest here and say that i know n o thing abt the nasu lore for magecraft and all that, buuut fate extra materials say that hakuno has high quality magic circuits- which i think means that she has a lot of untapped potential! and speaking for myself- i'm pretty curious on how cascu would be as a teacher 👀 i'd imagine hakuno would question a lot of how and why cascu became as skilled as he is now too bc she's curious like that — i myself would like to know (because as i say many times-- canon cascu? idk him! skelly's cascu? 🥺🥺😭😫😫👌👌💖💗💝💘💕💖💞💖) and i'm excited to know how it'd contrast with hakuno and her own motivations and reason to be stronger!

i remember your cascu being a doctor in a modernverse and i am very humbly holding up my own modernverse for this girl! i am especially eye-ing that bit with cascu and his daughter because 👀 definitely see some potential for parallels here! maybe he could interact with a modern hakuno... og human hakuno in particular 🤔 from her high school days up to years later when she's about to get cryopreserved maybe! cuz in my canon for her, her relationship with her own parents are good but distant (from her end! to give a quick summary here: because of her illness, she feels like a burden to them and thinks they'd be better off without her ^_T tho that's honestly the constant hakuno mood in any verse rlly--) so i feel like it might be interesting to see how that'd play out and contrast with cascu and his dilemma with his daughter..... it'd be really wholesome if they could help each other mend the bonds with their respective family members methinks!! but i am not opposed to an unsatisfying kind of an ending where they don't... (((:

meme, closed! @corrchoigilt

[sejanusbaby]

Angel — Kylo Ren

A/N: So someone sent me a LITTLE SOMETHING that got me all hot and bothered over Kylo, so here you go ;) This has no real plot, besides Kylo being extremely touch starved and needy. I promise, I’ll make the next one longer!

Anonymous asked: OK DO YOU DO KYLO REN SMUT? CAN YOU DO AN X READER? CAN YOU WRITE A FIC OF KYLO REN/BEN JUST POUNDING THE READER I DONT CARE ABOUT THE SITUATION I JUST NEED KYLO REN SMUT😭😭😭

Warnings: Graphic descriptions of sex and some strong language.

“Oh, my! Kylo!” You sobbed between sharp moans. He had you in his quarters, legs outstretched against your will, and his hot mouth was on your soft cunt. Kylo got to have you whenever he wanted. It didn’t matter when or how. You were simply his.

His warm tongue slowly tossed your sensitive pearl back, forth, up, and down. He refused to spead up his actions, even though you cried for more. Kylo liked having you like this. His large, calloused hands pressed onto your hips. Surely his fingers would leave some kind if mark on your skin the next day.

Reaching your hands down, you combed your fingers through his raven hair, which was slightly greasy at the moment. You didn’t care, though. All you could focus on was the feeling of your lovers mouth nibbling at your pussy so perfectly.

You bucked your hips into his mouth, earning a few seconds of extra pressure onto your throbbing clitoris. It didn’t last though. Kylo pulled back, chin absolutely slick with your excitement. His grip on your hips tighetend, finger nails digging into your skin.

“Don’t move again. I’m trying to fucking eat, Y/N.” He growled, his eyes staring into yours. Without another word, he spit onto your clit before sucking it into his mouth once again. Your eyes immediately rolled into the back of your head, the stimulation of his swollen lips and swift tongue becoming too much.

“I’m going to come.” You whimpered, you body shaking, breasts heaving up and down with each breathe you took. Kylo simply stared into your eyes. sucking and biting down onto your pussy harder. And with one final swipe of the tip of his tongue, your back arched and your vision went black.

Kylo held you down and continued lapping on your pulsating cunt, watching you body spasm. The sounds that spilled from your mouth made his cock hard and his heart skip a beat.

Without any warning, you were jerked down to the end of the bed, only to be met with the swollen head of Kylo’s manhood. Usually, you and Kylo would try to make love as much as possible, but right now, he needed to feel your silky walls around his member.

Kylo reached up and stroked the side of your face with his bare fingers. He gave you a small, sideways grin before his expression went serious again. He leaned down, his sweaty chest grazing your perked nipples. You let out a gasp at the feeling, you cunt clenching on itself.

“I’m going to make you come so hard, you’ll be begging for me to stop, my little angel.” Kylo whispered, his hot breathe fanning over your neck. You bit your swollen lip and lifted your hips into him.

“Give it to me, then.” You smarted back to him. He let out a low growl, his lips attaching themselves to yours as he pushed his throbbing cock into your tightness. He let out a low moan against your mouth.

“Always so fucking tight. Squeezing me so good, angel.” He groaned, his hips retracting from yours, only to snap back into you seconds later. You breasts moved with every thrust he made. “Tell me how good I make you feel, baby.”

His fingers danced their way down your tummy and onto your clit. Still having been sensitive from Kylo’s mouth, his padded thumb caused your hips to jolt upward and your eyes to flutter closed.

“Kylo, you feel so perfect.” You whimpered, one hand resting on his chest and the other tangled in the sheets beside you. “Fuck! Right there, baby.” You gasped. Kylo let out a small laugh and pressed his lips to yours, hips still moving a steady pace. His hands left your waist and moved to grasp the headboard above you.

You looked at him, slightly confused. He smiled at you again and pressed a kiss to your cheek. He pulled himself almost completely out of your pussy and looked you directly in the eyes. It was moments like this that made you feel so good. Being so close to him. The love of your life.

“You better hold on tight, my sweet angel.” Kylo spoke. Within seconds he was pounding into you, his hips slamming against the insides of your thighs. You reached around to grab onto his back as he fucked you so relentlessly.

“Kylo! Fucking Christ, Kylo!” You whined loudly, moans practically pouring out of your mouth. His hips still pounded into as he moved one of his hands down to your waist. His balls slapped against the soft skin of your backside and Kylo’s eyes rolled back and fluttered shut.

“I’m going to come. I’m going to fucking come inside of you.” Kylo grunted, pinching one of your sensitive nipples, lips pressing onto yours. “You want me to fill up your little pussy, angel? Yeah? You want me to come inside of you?”

You squealed and whined, back arching. “Yes, Kylo. Fuck! Come inside of me, please!” You whimpered. Kylo reached down and pressed his fingers onto your clit and you completely unraveled for the second time tonight. You legs squeezed his hips and you bit down on his shoulder, moans slipping from your lips like a prayer.

Seconds afterwards, Kylo was spilling himself into you, his warmth filling you up completely. You moaned softly as his thrusts came to a complete stop and he pulled himself out of you.

Kylo collapsed next to you on the bed, both of you too tired to even get dressed. He turned to you, his eyes soft and a toothy smile spreading across his face.

“You’re amazing, my little dove. I love you.” He spoke softly, kissing your lips and then your temple.

“I love you too.”

[alenoah]

Hey Alenoah! As the Pahkitew Expert and resident Tee Dee Popular (i’m using this term ironically here don’t worry) when are we as a society gonna start shipping Leonard and Dave? I feel as if they could have a slow burn enemies to lovers story like duncney (or they can just hatef*ck like dunhar) I think it would be very cool of you to spead the word on this cool new ship! <3 Don’t worry this won’t be a reoccurring thing. -Leonave anon

👁👄👁 hello leonave anon... I’ll have to consult the dave and leonard stans on this one