#mmm the cool answered tag

[ulmaria29]

breh i can send questions to myself

first askFAN MAIL ❤️

Edit: about to remove the image, IT’S NOT SUPPOSED TO BE BIG

edit 2: no, it’s staying i dont like how it looks

[peapod20001]

In my...✨ depression bed ✨ phase <3

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Starting The Morning Off Right » Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier

Pairings: Boyfriend!Bucky Barnes x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary: You and Bucky start the morning off the right way.

Warnings: mix of Fluff and Smut (18+), language, dirty talk, kissing, hickeys, female receiving, unprotected sex, morning sex, praise kink, vibranium arm kink, Bucky’s Army dog tags, pet names

A/N: This is based off of a dream I had a couple nights ago. Enjoy!

Written on my phone. My apologies for any mistakes.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Gif credit goes to the creator.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

You stirred in your sleep when you felt your boyfriend’s lips kissing along the back of your shoulders, his stubble scratching along your skin. You smiled at the feeling. Your eyes fluttered open and you turned your head to look at him.

“Good morning, gorgeous.” Bucky murmurs softly, his voice raspy from waking up a moment before you.

“Good morning, baby.” You smiled at him.

You rolled over onto your back so you could give Bucky a proper morning kiss. You carded your fingers through his messy hair as he kissed you. The kiss started off sweet, but quickly got heated. Bucky moved himself on top of you, hovering over you. You could feel the cool metal of his Army dog tags in between your breasts.

“How about we start the morning off the right way, babydoll.” He suggests seductively, moving his lips down to your neck and kissed the hickeys he put there last night.

“Mmm, you read my mind, babe.” You hummed against his lips.

Bucky threw the blanket off the two of you. You guys were still naked from last night’s activities. You watched Bucky kiss his way down your body. He spread your legs so he could lay on his stomach in between them.

“You’re so fucking wet for me, doll.” Bucky almost whispers, rubbing a finger from your entrance to your clit.

You moaned softly. You could also feel his breath on your pussy. Bucky’s tongue licked a stripe on your pussy, moaning at your taste. The tip of his tongue circled your clit before he latched his lips onto your clit, sucking on it. Your mouth fell open, strings of moans fell from your lips. You reached a hand down, tugging on his hair.

“Oh fuck, Bucky!” You moaned.

Bucky picked up the pace with the movements of his tongue. Your head fell back against the pillow. Your hips moved slowly on their own accord against his face.

“You feeling good, doll face?” Bucky asks, taking his mouth off of your pussy momentarily.

“Yes!” You answered in a moan.

Bucky smirks to himself, knowing he’s doing an amazing job of making you feel good. He put his mouth back on your pussy. He began to wiggle his tongue against your folds, catching you off guard.

“Yes, fuck!” You moaned. “Keep doing that, baby!” You tell him.

Bucky continued to wiggle his tongue against your folds. He slowly moved his tongue upward to your clit, licking it in a flicking motion. That made you arch your back off the bed in pleasure. You moaned his name multiple times in a row as if you were chanting. It was music to Bucky’s ears.

You felt your lower stomach tighten, feeling your orgasm beginning to build up. Your legs began to shake from the amount of pleasure you were receiving from Bucky. Your grip on Bucky’s hair tightened. Your toes curled, feeling your orgasm coming closer and closer. Bucky could sense it. He can always sense when you’re about to cum.

“You getting close, doll?” Bucky asks.

“Mhmm yea.” You nodded. “Please don’t stop!” You moaned.

Bucky’s tongue quickened its movements. He’s determined to make you cum before he fucks you. Your mouth fell open, strings of moans leaving your lips. It felt like a tidal wave was about to come crashing down on you.

“Cum for me, babydoll.” He says.

You moaned his name loudly as you came hard, soaking his face. Bucky’s tongue circled your clit a few times before stopping. He sat up and hovered over you. You panting heavily, staring at his Army dog tags as they dangled over your face. He dipped his head down and kissed along your shoulders while you caught your breath.

“You ready for my cock, doll face?” Bucky asks against your shoulder.

“Yes.” You answered.

Bucky gave you a sweet kiss on your lips before sitting back on his knees. He put your legs over the top of his thighs. His hands rubbed the top of your thighs as he admired your beauty for a short moment. He wrapped his hand around his hard cock, stroking it in his hand a few times before lining it at your entrance. He slowly slid his cock in your pussy inch by inch. Relieved moans fell from your lips and his.

Bucky gave you a moment to adjust to his size when his cock was fully inside of you. You nodded, giving him the ok to start thrusting. Bucky hovered over you, putting his arms on either side of your head and started thrusting. His pace was slow and loving, something you both love. You put your hands on his back, feeling his muscles flex each time he thrusted into you.

“You feel amazing, doll.” Bucky softly moans in your ear.

You moaned when he said that. You dug your nails in his skin, leaving red line marks on his back. Bucky hissed at the feeling. He loves the feeling of you marking him up with your nails and you know it too. He also likes showing off the scratches you leave on his back when he’s training.

Bucky dipped his head down to kiss and mark up your neck even more. Your hands started to roam his body on their own accord. Your hands found their place on his ass and gave it a squeeze. Bucky let out a breathy chuckle. He didn’t mind one bit. He likes it when you get handsy. He likes to tease you about it too.

“You’re getting handsy, aren’t you, doll face?” Bucky teasingly said.

“More.” Is all you said. “I want more.” You whined.

“As you wish, babydoll. My doll gets what she wants.” He says.

Bucky readjusted himself and spread your legs wider and began fucking you at a faster pace. Your hands slowly moved from his ass to his back. You threw your head back against the pillow in pleasure. It felt like you were on cloud nine. Bucky looked down at you, admiring how pretty you look with his cock in you and when pleasure takes over you within seconds.

“Oh yes, Bucky!” You moaned loudly.

“That’s a good girl.” Bucky praises. “Keep moaning my name. Let everyone in this fucking compound know who you belong to.” He says, sounding a tiny bit possessive.

Bucky readjusted himself again, putting your leg over his shoulder, which gave him a new angle. A loud moan fell from your lips when Bucky’s cock hit your sweet spot perfectly.

“Right there!” You moaned. “Please don’t stop!” You whined.

“Don’t worry, babydoll. I fucking won’t.” He growls.

Bucky’s thrusts drive into you faster, fucking you at the perfect speed. His cock was hitting all of the right places. His vibranium hand reached in between the two of you to rub your clit. You gasped when you felt the cool vibranium touching your clit.

“Yea, you like that, don’t you, doll?” Bucky almost whispers. “You like my vibranium fingers playing with your little clit, don’t you?” He says, almost in a cooing voice.

You moaned and nodded your head yes in response. His dirty words always get you going. Your nails dug more in his skin when he hit your sweet spot at the perfect angle. You felt your orgasm build up pleasurably. It felt like a tidal wave was about to come crashing down on you.

“I can feel you getting close, doll.” Bucky grunts softly when your pussy squeezed his cock. “Cum for me.” He says.

That was enough for you to fall over the edge. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and his name fell from your lips as you came. Bucky fucked you through your orgasm and gave your clit one last rub before focusing on his own orgasm.

His right hand found its place on your thigh and kept it there, giving it a squeeze. His orgasm wasn’t too far behind yours.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” He moans.

He finally came, coming inside of you and painting your walls with his cum. A white ring of yours and his cum formed at the base of his cock. Bucky’s thrusts came to a slow stop. You two gazed at each other breathlessly before he put your leg back on the bed and pulled out of you.

He laid down next to you and wrapped his arms around you. You moved closer to him, laying your head on his chest and your leg on top of his leg. Bucky reached a hand down, holding onto your thigh and rubbing his thumb against your soft skin.

“That was amazing.” You said after a short moment.

“It was.” Bucky agrees. “It’s always the best way to start the day.” He says.

You hummed in agreement and leaned up to kiss his lips softly and sweetly.

“I love you, babydoll.” He says in almost a whisper.

“I love you too, baby.” You say softly.

🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵

-Bucky’s Doll

[yoru-no-seiiki]

tagging @onyanjune and @h0ly-l3mb for giving me the idea/motivation to do this lol

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tw/cw: MDNI or you WILL be blocked, DDDNE, (skip for spoilers) yandere! reader, mentioned non/dub con, mentioned filming of said non/dubcon.

yan! cool kid has two siblings, your upperclassman and underclassman respectively. and it hella irritates him how close you are to the two.

ofc yan! reader’s intentions have and will always be depraved yearning. they only befriended the pair for the sake of “getting close to the in-laws.” after all you wouldn’t be a good future spouse if you weren’t somewhat involved in the family side of things.

but your tunnel vision sort of . . . backfired.

“quite a bunch of lunches you’re packing.” he mumbled, raising his head from his arms after a thorough nap through class. he had already studied everything that subject had to offer and thoroughly memorized it thanks to his notes that were covered in photos of you.

“oh these? these aren’t just for me, silly.” you answered. he already knew what you were planning, and you already knew that he knew, but keeping this façade of normalcy was a game you two liked to play, “you haven’t been bringing food to school recently i’ve noticed. so i made some more to share.”

“just one?”

you blinked at him, confused. laughing after you realize where his eyes were focused on. you explain that the rest will be going to his siblings, since you thought it may be a household / financial problem.

soon after that you took off, trying your best to hide the giddy feeling in your body threatening to spill unto your facial expressions.

yan! cool kid stares at his brand new lunch and wonders if you also cut out heart shaped potato for their curries, planning out ways to torture yan! loser later

yan! loser who’s yan! cool kid’s younger brother. they look so different, their demeanors even further apart. the only way you knew they were related was cause you stalked the latter on his way back home and almost killed the former before you found out.

you dropped by his class with a smile. his classmates staring at you with wide eyes as those in higher levels rarely ever go to this section of school.

“i hope you don’t mind, but i made lunch for you. is that okay?”

“is ThaT okAy?” he parroted back at you, his voice cracking, nerves on edge at all the people staring at the situation. he was going to eat lunch alone in the bathroom again like always but was occupied with erasing the marks left by his bullies on the table.

you laugh at his response, and set the lunch you prepared on his table.

you stare blankly at the brutal remarks written across. silently you walked outside before coming back with a spare table. you frown as the food you left remained untouched.

“you should eat first. lunch won’t last forever.”

you pat the poor boy’s back and left.

one last delivery til you were done.

you breathed in, knocking the door to the student council’s room. “mr. president, it’s me.”

“come in.”

yan! school president doesn’t even raise his head to look at you. his focus remaining on the papers in his hand and table. “leave the lunchbox there.” the bespectacled man points to your table in the room.

you set it down obediently and walked out. at least, you tried to until he stops you. “before you go, tell me why i shouldn’t report your actions to the faculty.”

you don’t turn around from the door, but still you answer, “hm, actions?”

“you, using school funds to pay for my youngest brother’s harassment.”

“…mmm…” you turned around, placing a hand on your chin in feigned deep thought “because . . . you love love love me?”

yan! president sighed. you hear paper shredding.

“you may go.”

you giggled. stepping outside of the stuffy room to go finally see your beloved again in class.

you put a hand in your pocket and fished out your phone. briefly smiling at the home screen wallpaper of yan! cool kid and quickly tapping out the password.

you then delete the video of yan! president tying you up as his unclothed hips slammed into yours. your skin covered in bites and slap marks all over. your eyes converging fear as tears fell and your mouth was gagged and unable to voice the feeling. the once prim and proper man man groaning in ecstasy and yelling words of degradation as he defiled you.

but you could only cringed at the words “i love you.” escaping his lips.

“a little reward for mercy i suppose.”

you stuff your phone back into your pocket. wondering if you should also warn him about the laxatives.

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Bittersweet 1

No tag lists. Do not send asks or DMs about updates. Review my pinned post for guidelines, masterlist, etc. 

Part of the Sweet and Spicy AU 

Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as dubcon/noncon, and other possible triggers. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk. 

18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you. 

Summary: Your startup business catches the eye of a powerful rival.

Character: Loki Laufeyson

Please comment and reblog if it’s not too much. I always love getting to chat about these stories and hearing all your ideas! You all are wonderful and loved. 

“So, the Green Bundle includes a Match truffle, chocolate mint smoothies, and green tea infused fudge,” you explain to the trio of women across from you. “The deluxe includes peppermint cocoa as well and comes in a this mug.” 

You present one of the few kits you have left in your inventory. As big a deal as getting a stall at the event was, you hadn’t expected the crowd. You’re overwhelmed, especially realising you’re the only stand with only a single body. 

“That’s so cute,” the taller brunette remarks, “what about the Pink kit? It says strawberry and creme?” 

“Ah, yes, that one sold out rather quickly today. I can offer a voucher for my online boutique or I can sell you a sampler box? It has the strawberry and creme as well as my more popular flavours.” 

“Do you do this all yourself?” The curly blonde asks as she eyes the chocolate dipped cherries. 

Another body crowds in, a tall men bending to peruse your hand-painted sign listing all your bundles and boxes. He pays you little mind as he eyes cling to the letters and he reaches to pluck up one of your cards. You return your attention to the blonde. 

“Yes, they’re all hand-crafted. The mugs as well but I don’t do those. I’ve a friend who makes those.” 

“The packaging is so pretty,” the first preens, “can I have a sampler then?” 

“Sure,” you answer, “I do the packaging as well. All the stickers, the bows I tie myself, and I decorate each box.” 

“Wow, that’s so cool,” the middle on remarks, “I’ll have a sampler as well and the green bundle.” 

“Sampler for me,” the third agrees. 

You go through the same process with each. You grab the product, put it in a bag, seal it with a sticker, and ring them through with a tap of their card. They all seem excited for their purchase and it’s contagious. It’s been a hectic day but you’re running low and you don’t think you’ll make it through to closing. Still, it’s good advertising. 

“Green tea fudge?” The tall man slithers towards the center of your counter, “an unusual combination.” 

“Yes, that one took a lot of experimenting.” 

“Mmm,” he still has your card in hand, bending it slightly as he flicks it with his thumb, “the red bundle. Cherry, red velvet, and...” he leans back to check the sign, “cayenne. Interesting.” 

“I try to make sure there’s variety in each,” you explain. 

“Yes, so it seems. I’ll take a red then.” 

“Sorry, sir, um, I’ve sold out of most. I still have the yellow, the black, and the green--” 

“Sold out?” He raises his wrist to give an emphatic glance at his watch, “either you’re very popular or ill-prepared.” 

You’re surprised by the accusation. He’s rather blunt. You’ve dealt with many different types today but they’ve all been relatively pleasant, after all, it’s hard to be in a bad mood at a Baking Show. 

“Fair, I wasn’t expecting so many buyers, sir. But you have my card, you’ll see my online boutique is listed--” 

“But I want to buy now,” he says as he tilts his head, dark brows rising just slightly. 

“I understand, I apologise for the inconvenience, but I just don’t have the red on-hand. I do have a sampler here--” You grab one of the variety boxes, “it would have the cayenne and the cherry.” 

“Do you think a one-person operation like this is sustainable?” He inquires sharply. 

You wince and shake your head, “sir? I’ve only just started. I’m sure with growth I’ll have to adjust.” 

“And do you have a business plan or is this some Etsy venture with no goals?” 

You nearly choke. You don’t know what you’ve done to offend him. 

“Well, sir, if you don’t want to buy, I do have free samples available. I don’t have any of the red flavours but I do have some banana peanut butter and salted caramel apple--” 

“I didn’t ask about samples,” he insists, “I’m asking about your business plan.” 

You bat your lashes and look around. Has he come to this event just to interrogate people over their bottom line? 

“I suppose it’s something I will have to review after today,” you contend. 

“I’d say,” he tucks your card into his jacket pocket, his hand lingering within as he pulls out a leather wallet, “if you have any questions...” 

He slides a card free and offers it. You take it hesitantly and read the gold font on matte black cardstock. Black Snake Chocolatier. You run your fingers over the embossed lettering and narrow your eyes. You peer over at the large banner over that business’ booth. He must be from over there but he’s not exactly dressed for the work. His suit is pressed and stainless. 

“I did sponsor that one,” he pulls your attention back, “but I’ve come down to take measure of my competition and possible... acquisitions.” 

You nod slowly as you meet his green eyes. Is this intimidation? 

“Loki Laufeyson,” he offers his hand as a glint of silver in his hair catches the light, “might I have your name?” 

You trade your name and a handshake. He squeezes enough for you to wince. He lets go and you slip his card in you apron pocket with all the others collected from your fellow vendors. 

“I’ll certainly take a sampler,” he says, “see if this little venture has any teeth.” 

His every word is like a bite. He speaks with the fangs of the very logo of his business. You put his purchase into your phone and offer the square for him to tap his payment. He processes it and swipes up the box before you can package it. 

“Do you want a bag?” You ask. 

“I can handle it,” he tucks the box under his arm. “Best of luck to you doing the same.” 

He glances around and slowly moves aside as a group of new customers set in. A family of five with three hollering children with grabby hands. Your eyes widen as you smile at them as best you can. This day has truly tested your social battery. 

[winwintea]

A Kiss to Make it Better - Hong Seunghan

PAIRING ↬ hong seunghan x fem!reader

AUTHOR'S NOTE ↬ FRIENDLY REMINDER TO BOYCOTT RIIZE. RIIZE IS OT7, if ur ot6 briize pls get OFF my profile. guess what it's fei's birthday and it's also seunghan's birthday so double whammy. how does it feel to be born on the exact same day as ur bias huh. like thats crazy. not tagging her account bc she said she wants to remain "mysterious" wtv u suck. anyways happy 21 years old to both u and seunghan <333

GENRES ↬ fluff, romance, seunghan is sick, this is really just a short drabble i whipped up, lil suggestive esp at the end

WORD COUNT ↬ 1K

It was early afternoon, and you were humming as you made your way into Seunghan’s room. 

“Seunghan, isn’t it about time you took a break? I brought you some coffee.” It was right about the time Seunghan usually took a break, and you smiled as you knocked on his door and stepped into his room. 

He was sitting at his desk, hunched over his essays, completely absorbed. He barely glanced back at you, then turned back to face his work again. “Mmm, thanks. Just leave it there. I’m right in the middle of a very good creative burst, and you’re probably busy, too, so… you don’t need to stay.”

“Hmm? Okay, if you say so.” That wasn’t like him though–normally he welcomed you with a hug and kiss, no matter how busy or inspired he was. You frowned for a moment studying his back, and then you stepped closer, putting his coffee down and leaning in towards him. “Arthur, is something… hang on a minute!”

“Y/N, wait–”

You ignored his words and pressed your hand against his forehead, and sure enough… he was burning up. “Seunghan, you’ve got a fever!”

“Damn… you noticed,” he muttered, a weak grin tugging at his lips.

“Of course I did! Now put that laptop away and get into bed!” You shot him a stern look as you half-led, half-dragged him towards the bed. He was so unsteady on his feet that when you gave the lightest push, he practically collapsed onto the mattress.

“Am I dreaming, or are you actually pushing me down onto the bed? You na—” His teasing was cut short by a fit of wheezing coughs that left him breathless.

You crossed your arms, trying to look more annoyed than worried. “I’ll do more than push you down onto the bed if you don’t stop joking around and get some rest!”

“...Okay, okay.” Seunghan let out a long, loud sigh of resignation, and then he slumped back against the pillow, his eyes falling shut.

You tucked him in, and then hurried off to get some medicine, water, and a cool cloth for his forehead. 

Why the hell was he pretending to be fine, though? He clearly felt awful, and all he had to do was just tell you…

You sighed to yourself as you knocked on his door, and then hurried into his room without waiting for an answer. “Seunghan, I’m back–”

“Y/N…” His voice was hoarse, interrupted by another round of coughing. “...ahh, dammit, should’ve just locked the door…”

Wait. Locked the door? What was he talking about? You paused, a flicker of confusion crossing your mind, but quickly shook it off. That could wait. Right now, he needs you to focus on getting him better.“I don’t care about that right now,” you said, determined as you walked towards him, arms full of medicine, cold water, and a damp cloth. “I brought reinforcements.” Your doubts faded as you focused on helping him, determined to make him feel better, no matter what secrets he was keeping.

But before you could get too close, Seunghan lifted his hands, weakly making shooing gestures. “...Don’t come any closer,” he rasped, his voice barely holding together. Then, through labored breaths, he added with a mischievous glint in his eyes, “When I’m better… I’ll be as wild as you want me to be… to make up for it. I’ll be better soon, right?”

For a moment you just stopped and stared at him, but suddenly everything fell into place in your head. “Seunghan… when you were pretending to be busy earlier, and talking about locking the door– Was that all because you didn’t want me to catch whatever it is you’ve got?”

“...Got it in one.” He let out a deep, exhausted sigh, rolling onto his side as he gave you a tired, lopsided frown. “I knew if you realized I was sick, you’d go into full-on ‘nurse mode’… and I can’t let you get sick too. You’re already juggling so much… you don’t need to be fussing over me…”

Even through the fever and discomfort, his eyes were clouded with worry—worry for you. It was enough to make your heart ache, a bittersweet reminder of why you loved him so much. Even when he was feeling miserable, his concern was all for you.

“Besides, I can’t stand the idea of having you right here… but not being able to do anything with you…”

You rolled your eyes. Never mind. His annoying side was definitely still alive and kicking.

He still sounded so genuinely distressed even while making jokes that you couldn’t help laughing. “If you’re well enough to be thinking about that, then you’ll be feeling fine again in no time. Look, Seunghan, I’m really grateful that you care so much. But I care about you too, okay? So let me take care of you.”

“Fine, fine, alright already. And… thanks, Y/N.” Seunghan sighed again, and the smile he gave you was both troubled and relieved.

His small smile made your heart swell. Even in moments like this, it was clear—he wasn’t just grateful, he was reassured by having you by his side.

—-

Three days later, you stopped by Seunghan’s room first thing in the morning and he grinned at you as he sat up and stretched languidly. “Mmm, see? No more coughing, no more fatigue! I’m quite the picture of health.”

Seunghan had cut you off with a sudden kiss, one hand coming up to twine in your hair and pull you closer as he pecked teasingly at your lips.

You blinked in surprise. “What was that for?”

“Don’t you remember?” he murmured, his voice low and playful. “I promised I’d be as ‘crazy’ as you wanted to make up for things once I was better. It’s been three days, and I’ve got a lot of lost time to make up for... and let’s just say, I’m feeling very ‘crazy’ right now.”

His grin was wicked, and suddenly, you knew exactly what kind of “crazy” he meant.

PERM TAGLIST ↬ @lyvhie @aquaphoenixz @galacticnct @ldh0000

[trying-not-horny-on-main]

Eldritch Creature Smut

Summary: You awaken an eldritch creature who makes a point of showing you just how powerful its shadowy tentacles and tendrils are.

Tags: M4f, non con, shadowy tentacles, eldritch creature, fingering, penetration.

If you're a minor please go away! Thanks :)

Hello? Oh, hello. You’re so small. Let me come down to size.

When am I?

Goodness. So much time has passed. This temple really has seen better days. Such short memories humans have. Oh, don’t mind me, I’m just having a look around to see how things have changed.

You don’t know who I am? Some would have called me a god. I am able to slip inside your mind, and depending who you ask, only gods should have that power.

Yes. It takes a little bit of focus, though. Come here.

I said, Come here.

There we are. Hmm. Oh, you’re afraid. Poor thing. Is this shape less frightening to you? Oh, and now you’re a little aroused. Be careful what you wish for, little one, or I might just have to show you my thanks for waking me up.

Don’t lie. I know what is going on in that head of yours right now. And I know what you’re feeling in that traitorous little cunt of yours. I can feel you responding. I haven’t even shown you my power yet, what I can do to the world, what I can do to you…

That’s right. I’m the big bad. I’m the biggest baddest monster. Don’t worry, though. You’re safe with me. Shh-shh-shh, don’t interrupt or I’ll make sure you never speak again.

Oh, yes, these are my eager shadows. The tentacles of blackness are mine to command as if they are part of me. I’m tired of your questions. Let me have a look at you. I’ll just grab your wrists and ankles and, oh, there, a perfect display. Imagine my luck that the little human to awaken me is enticing?

Don’t scream. That’s rude. Oh, thank goodness my shadows can gag you. Well, I’ll have to teach you some manners eventually.

Hah! Even if I couldn’t read minds, that blush gives you away. Here, let me answer a few questions. Gently. Gently. Gently. I’ll reach my tendrils up under your clothes. Do you feel that? Good. Good. Oh, I can tell how much you like the cool sensation on your breasts as my shadows explore. I’d love to have a look. Can I? Of course I can.

[Clothing ripping]

I love a good pair of breasts, don’t you? Let me see how your skin feels. In the mean time, I’ll send my shadows to explore your back, your thighs, your perfectly shaped ass. Mmm. Yes. That’s right. Even though you want to resist, you can’t. Nobody can really resist me.

Do you like this tongue? If not, I can change it. You seem to like it a lot, though. Inside you’re screaming, “No, no, no, I have to fight back!” all while another part of you is moaning and warming up. Here, let’s really get you to let go so we can silence that turmoil. I hope you’re not too fond of these pants because my shadows will make short work of them.

You look so lovely wreathed in my shadows. Oh, I adore the squirms and fighting as they tease your breasts, still. Are you scared of heights? Can I lift you higher or should I kneel?

Kneel? Alright. I have only ever knelt for speculator pussy, so it seems fitting that I kneel to yours for waking me up. Let’s see what we’re working with.

Hah! So wet, too. Will you keep fighting as I itch you to orgasm? Will you keep fighting as your body comes for me over and over? See how slick you are and how easy it is to slide a finger into you? I bet you moan when I press my mouth to your clit.

See? What a moan, too, mouth stuffed full of tendrils. Can you do a repeat performance?

How do you feel about another finger? Oh, you feel good. What a lovely little mind to explore. I adore this defiance as you try not to succumb and yet everything I do just feels so damn good, doesn’t it? Doesn’t it? Oh, yes, as I grip you, hold you tight, leave adoring tentacles in my wake all over your body, and explore this little cunt.

Did you just think, “The cunt that caused the end of the world”? You’re not wrong. Just think, though, the longer this body of yours keeps me busy, the longer the world will endure. You’re not going to last, though. No. No, you enjoy having this control stripped away far too much. You enjoy my tentacles caressing you everywhere, gagging you, and squeezing you as I thrust my fingers inside of you.

I’m going to take the gag out. I want you to moan. Scream. When you come, I want you to scream and know that nobody is coming to stop me. Scream for me.

Oh, beautiful.

[kissing]

 Beautiful.

[kissing]

Do you think you could take being fucked by me? Come on, one last ride. Up on my lap. No, I’m not going to free your hands, but you can move them together now.

Now, look down. See how hard you’ve made me? Look what you do to me. I’m the most powerful creature alive and this is all for you. Imagine that. Come on, there it is.

I knew you’d feel good. I knew it.

Shh, shh, shh, we’ll let you stretch. Go slowly. There, I can feel you relaxing physically and mentally. Maybe your little cunt just needed this cock.

Faster now, little one. There. 

Look at how hard you’re trying. One orgasm and I’ve won you over. It's true, you can’t fight against me so you might as well go with it.

Don’t think that! Don’t you dare think that! There’s no escaping me, do you hear? Oh, stop being such a coward, I’m barely squeezing your throat. Fuck me like you mean it and never think about escape ever again!

Shh, shh, shh. It’s over now. We can fuck now. That’s all. Fuck me, cute little thing. 

The panic in your eyes was weirdly sexy, did you know that? Makes me feel like maybe I”ll choke you again, wrap these shadows around your neck. Just a little. You’re fine. I’m sure you’re fine. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. I let go of the choke so you can keep going. Keep going. Ride like your life depends on it. Bring me closer. Bring yourself near that edge. 

Oh, look at those breasts. Spectacular bounce. I need them in my mouth.

Are you going to come for me? Are you going to scream again? Oh yes, give in again. I can feel so good. I can make you feel so good until the end of the world.

Thank you little one, thank you. I’m nearly there. I’m nearly there. Tell me you want me to finish. Tell me…

Ah, thank you. Thank you.

Take me to see the world.

Why would you need clothes? You’re mine, like a goddess now. Don’t be silly. They will bow. They will all bow to us.

[3-2-whump]

The Scent of Jasmine

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Who's in the mood for some carewhumping after the emotional rollercoaster of almost dying? I know I am!

Thank you @whumped-by-glitter and @generic-whumperz for being awesome beta readers

TW/CW: aftermath of mock execution, trauma aftermath, extremely dubious consent, nonverbal whumpee, whumper turned carewhumper, dubiously consensual nudity, death threats, chastity devices (yes, it’s back), forced domesticity, food whump (sort of) (tagging it anyway to cover my bases), intimate whumper

The boss noticed Khaled’s grateful enthusiasm slowly fade into a catatonic silence on the drive home. He didn’t think much of it, though. Poor boy is just shocked is all, he told himself, we can work on that. He parked, got out of the car and led Khaled out of the garage and to the elevator.

His first order of business was to strip Khaled when they got home. The poor thing was soaked in melted snow and cooled piss. He was barely responsive as Thomas pulled him into the laundry room and slowly peeled each layer of clothing off his shivering body. “You need a bath, Khaled.”

Khaled didn’t reply, instead opting to stare at his bare feet with empty, starless eyes. I can’t blame him for being quiet. Anyone would be a little messed up after a mock execution, he figured. He sighed, gently taking the slave’s hand in his and leading him to the master bathroom.

Once inside, Thomas deposited him at the entrance and turned on the lights and the fan. Khaled stood silently watching him by the door as he knelt by the large, deep bath tub. “Come on in,” he beckoned. Khaled inched closer to the bath tub as Thomas poured a generous glug of bubble bath solution into the marble expanse and cranked the water full-blast, making micro-adjustments to make sure the temperature wasn’t too hot. As a finishing touch, he uncapped a tiny bottle of jasmine oil and dripped a few drops into the tub. The floral scent rose on the plumes of steam coming from the frothing tub.

Once the tub was full enough, Thomas turned off the tap and pulled Khaled closer to the tub. He effortlessly scooped the young man’s cold body into his arms, settling him on the edge of the bath tub before gently lowering him in. “I’m going to help you wash your hair and body. Nod if you understand me.”

Khaled faintly nodded, eyes fully closing as he slumped into the soapy water. “Good boy.” Nothing but a small, contented sounding whimper answered him. At least he’s becoming verbal again.

Thomas methodically washed the young man’s body and hair, being mindful of not getting any soap in his eyes as he massaged his scalp with the shampoo. He noticed the newly forming chafe marks on Khaled’s wrists as he scrubbed his body. All the while he whispered sweet nothings into his ear, like “good boy, you’re being so good right now, we’re almost done, I gotta rinse you off and drain the tub next.”

The awareness in Khaled’s eyes was flickering back on once Thomas helped him out of the bath tub and began towel-drying him. “Back with me, beautiful?” he teased.

“Mmm.” Inky dark eyes glittered up at him from dark lashes and damp strands of black hair as Thomas wrapped a soft fluffy towel around his shoulders.

“Yeah, good. Very good.” He procured something small and metallic from behind his back.

Khaled instinctively backed away as soon as he saw what it was. “Khaled,” he warned. It was all he needed to say for the boy to stay rooted on the spot. “I haven’t forgotten about you running around and getting an STD,” he explained as he wrapped the cock cage around Khaled’s privates. “And I’m still mad about it. But maybe I will let you out once we’re both all better.” He padlocked it in place and held the small caged appendage in his hand. “Or once I put that dumpster lover of yours under, like the horndog he is. Whichever comes sooner.” He marveled at how it was but a microcosm of Khaled’s greater captivity. As he craned his gaze upwards, he saw Khaled pout. “Oh, don’t give me that look –I’m doing this for your own good!” The boy smoothed his frown back into a neutral expression of apathy as he hid his eyes behind his lashes.

“That’s more like it. Now, can you change into your pajamas and wait in the living room until Master is done in here?” He measured out his words slowly and carefully, explaining it as if Khaled was a child again. Another quiet hum answered him. “Good boy. When I’m done, we can eat, and then we’ll watch whatever you’d like.” He gestured him out with a small wave of the hand, then hopped into the shower for a quick rinse off himself.

When he got out of the shower, towel-dried himself, and changed into a fresh pair of flannel pants and a wife-beater tank top, Thomas made his way to the living room, where Khaled sat on the floor, at the foot of the couch, gazing down at the carpet with desolate eyes. He was still wrapped in the bath towel. Seeing him there brought back memories of when Khaled was younger, when he would lean against his shins and let him brush his thick black hair. The memory brought back fond feelings in Thomas’ chest. He turned around and went back to the bathroom for a hairbrush.

Once he was done brushing his slave’s hair, they ended up sitting opposite each other at the dining room table, each with a plate of reheated takeout from a new Indian restaurant Tom had wanted to try. While the boss himself ravenously devoured the bhuna ghost, Khaled kept tearing the same corner of buttered naan between his fingers while staring apathetically at the murgh cholay.

“Are you sure you don’t want any more food?” he asked again. “You hardly touched your portion.”

The boy merely shook his head.

“Come on, at least two more bites, Khaled,” he coaxed. “Give me at least two more bites before I put it away.”

Khaled cast him an empty, weary stare, not breaking eye contact as he tore off the weathered chunk of bread, dipped it into the curry, and ate exactly two more bites.

They ended up cuddling onto the couch together after dinner, a rarity in their household. Thomas man-spread on the couch and rested his arms outstretched along the back. Khaled, still wearing nothing but a damp bath towel around his shoulders, leaned against his side with his head resting on his chest. His hands curled around a steaming mug of chai, which he occasionally sipped as they watched a rerun of the AFC World Cup. Khaled didn’t cheer, or groan, or offer any commentary of any kind throughout the whole match. It was unusual for Khaled to remain this quiet and glum during a game. Thomas gently took the mug from his hands and set it on the table. “What’s wrong? Why are you so quiet this evening? Is it –oh, is it because of that little scare off the side of the road?” he guessed. Khaled pushed his weight up against him, just short of burrowing into the man’s side.

“I guess I scared you pretty badly, didn’t I? Look, I’m sorry,” he apologized. “I know now it wasn’t you, but I had to be sure. I promise I will never fake you out like that again.”

The young man remained silent as he leaned against his chest.

“If anything, you should be blaming that boyfriend of yours,” he continued. “I bet he never would’ve attempted that hit if he knew what I was about to do to you tonight. But, what’s done is done, and now you’ll never see him again.”

Khaled did not respond.

It took about an hour more of mind-numbing soccer footage for him to realize the boy had fallen asleep on him.

Oh. He softly smiled as he turned off the TV. He carefully got up and lowered Khaled onto the couch, disentangling the towel from his unconscious, nude form. He propped a throw pillow behind his head, then unfurled a fleece blanket and draped it over him, making sure his feet were covered and he was properly tucked in for the night. “Goodnight, Khaled,” he whispered, leaning in to plant a soft kiss on the side of the boy’s parted lips. “I… love you...”

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[vidavalor]

A handful of GO/food-related thoughts (66% of which came to me in insomniac semi-sapience at 3am):

1) Would the Ineffable Husbands eat burritos, and what might 'burrito' refer to in their coded language?

2) The rice in sushi is functionally analogous to the bread in a sandwich and now I am flailing about potential implications in relation to your Bread meta

3) You remember the bit in the book about one of the Other Four Bikers disliking anchovies and/or olives on pizza? There's an actual French dish a bit like that! It's called 'pissaladière' (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pissaladi%C3%A8re), it's from the south of France (Nice/Provence sort of area) and it's actually rather yummy! (I made it for supper tonight ^_^) Granted, anchovies can be a bit of an acquired taste

Hi @jotun-philosopher The most sapient thoughts sometimes come in the insomniac semi-sapience at 3am, I find. What cool questions! Some fun with food, sexual euphemisms, and etymology for you. 💕

Burritos: What's extra Good Omens-y about this question, imo, is that "burrito" comes from the Spanish "burro", which means "donkey", so, a burrito is actually a "little donkey" and, by that measure alone, I will say odds are solid that the Ineffable Husbands have eaten burritos lol. That and they've been around forever and have probably eaten most things and burritos are so, so good... You might reasonably ask 'why the fuck is this delicious food named after donkeys?' and the answer is that it's thought to be because a burrito can and does hold so many different kinds of ingredients that it's kind of a "workhorse" of food. It handles so much at once by bringing in so many different nutrients and tastes that it's akin to the "workhorse" of animals, which is a donkey. The show also already aligns Aziraphale with donkeys and actually did so again pretty recently with Shax referring to Aziraphale as an ass and then that the elevator is in the doorway to the pub The Dirty Donkey (which I think we can all agree Crowley named? 😉).

[@procrastiel I saw your tags in my other, more depressing post about Aziraphale & The Dirty Donkey-- I was going for the above, not the more horrifying option. I'm sure you'll be relieved. 🤣]

As for food symbolism in burritos, there's just so many different ingredients, idk... I think they'd make innuendo out of what's ordered to be in the burrito on any given day. I can't imagine one of them not making a hot sauce reference, since sauce and its variety of meanings is a very Ineffable Husbands word and they've used it before in different ways ("gravlax in dill sauce"; "you dip it in soy sauce").

Sushi and Bread: You're right about the rice in sushi being functionally analogous to bread in that it's the starch but I think it's actually the nori or leaves used to wrap the sushi that is technically "the bread" of sushi. (So, on top of there being fish in the sushi, the "bread" is actually seaweed in 1.01... mmm🐟. 😉) But your point that sushi can be seen as a sandwich of sorts? Yes, totally. A sandwich being food between two or more slices of bread (or a stand in for bread that serves the purpose of containing the filling). A person then euphemistically tied to bread is then a person who is a participant in partnered sex. Mrs. Sandwich is "Mrs. Sandwich" because she "makes sandwiches" for other people-- she allocates slices of bread to one another.

The bread itself that has been mentioned so far is also interesting from an euphemistic standpoint. Besides the brioche looked at in Crepes, there's sourdough (mentioned in Lockdown as the only bread that Aziraphale has baked and, um, "has baked" in the last few days) and there's also the first mention of bread in the series... which is from God 😂 when she codes Crowley as black bread in 1.01. The joke there likely being that both sourdough and black bread are examples of the kinds of bread that are made through a process of fermentation-- the same way that alcohol is made-- reiterating alcohol and bread as euphemistic for sex.

Pissaladiere: Thank you for reminding me of it-- it's been ages since I had it and it's very spring. Might need to make one soon. Glad yours was delicious! Just a warning, though: I think Crowley would make you disappear if you ever tried to serve Aziraphale a pissaladiere, though. A French fish-topped tart? There's nary a more Ineffable Husbands dish in existence lol. Pissaladiere rooted from the Latin piscis, meaning "fish" and it reminds me of some wordplay in the show in Aziraphale's entry in 'The Demon's Guide...' that Furfur had in 1941.

The obvious joke with the entries in the guide is that they're supposed to be about angels from the demonic perspective and have to use language that is negative to describe these angels but... this just means it's an excuse for Crowley and Aziraphale to get their 'wily'/'smitten', etc. on and use words that have different, contradictory definitions. Everything in Aziraphale's entry-- that we all agree was written by Crowley (and in what we are shown of the Baraqiel one, that feels very 'written by Aziraphale')-- is actually complimentary or referencing their relationship in the fuller meanings of the words used under the negative connotation on the surface.

One of the descriptive details listed for Aziraphale is "suspishous ears", with an intentional misspelling of "suspicious" to look demonic, right? One of the parts of the wordplay there is that the misspelling is done so as to now include the word "pish"-- a bit of a Crowley & Aziraphale wily/smitten-type of word on a few different levels.

To say something is "pish" is to say that it's something you disagree with and/or that it is disgusting and it took on that meaning largely from being Scottish slang for urine (as it's a near-homophone for "piss"... see also, the British phrase "to take the piss (out of [x])" being to roast someone or something.) This is the negative connotation on the surface but where this is relevant to Crowley and Aziraphale is in the etymology of "pish"...

The word actually formed in the English language as onomatopoeia (words that are formed out of sounds like, among some of Crowley's other mentioned favorites in the show, "frou frou" and "whoop.") Out of what sounds, you ask? The "psshshsh" noises ornithologists and others make to attract small birds.

It's also thought to originate about equally with the bird-attracting sounds from "la peche"... which you'll be unsurprised to learn is the French word for fish.

In Mohegan-Pequot, spoken by the indigenous people of my neck of the woods in New England, and in a couple of other languages, use of "pish" is actually rooted from the English peas.

To have "suspicious ears"-- with "suspicious" spelled correctly-- is to be cautious about who you trust. "Suspishus ears", built to include "pish", then references fish, peas, and nightingales at once and would then be calling Aziraphale a good partner who listens.

A communication breakdown, though-- not listening-- also being a theme in S2 and its "I don't think your exactlys are my exactlys"/"aim for my mouth but shoot past my ear"/"no nightingales" misery...

[sydsaint]

Sweet Gunn boy ily <3

Summary: The reader enjoys a lazy morning at the hotel with Austin.

It's early in the morning when you are woken up by the sun streaming in through the window, right into your face. Your eyes flit open and a yawn escapes past your lips. You move slightly and feel the presence of a warm body pressed up against your back.

It takes you a moment, but you are quick to remember that you brought Austin back to your hotel room last night being out for drinks with him and his buddies from Bullet Club Gold. You carefully turn around in bed and set your arms on Austin's warm chest. His eyes flutter open upon feeling your hands on him.

"Mmm, morning." Austin greets you with a yawn.

"Morning." You reply softly. "Sleep well?" You ask Austin while snuggling your head deeper into your pillow.

Austin lazily nods and you feel him set a hand on your hip gently. "It was one of my more comfortable nights." He admits with a cheeky grins.

"Please tell me that you don't have any early morning plans?" You ask another question lazily. "I'm too comfy to go anywhere anytime soon." Your eyes flutter shut with a content sigh.

"You'd have to pry my cold dead body out of this bed right now." Austin jokes. "Especially when I've got such good company." He adds and leans forward.

Your eyes peek open when you feel Austin's lips on your neck. You let out a hushed giggle and push against his chest. "Go back to sleep." You whine playfully.

"You sure?" Austin whispers a reply, his lips brushing against your ear.

"Yes." You push against Austin's chest again. "Sleep, please." You ask him again.

Your eyes remain shut as you attempt to snuggle back into bed and fall back asleep. But unfortuniatly for you, Austin is wide awake now. And he's eager to make sure he milks all the attention he can get from you.

"Austin!" Your eyes fly open when you feel Austin's hands wandering.

"Yeah?" Austin replies with a sly smile plastered on his handsome face.

You roll your eyes and turn away from Austin before rising into a sitting posistion. Austin watches you stretch your arms above your head and yawn again before you get to your feet.

"No! YN, I'm sorry." Austin whines. "Come back to bed." He pleads and reaches out in an attempt to grab you and pull you back into bed.

"Too late. I'm awake now." You shake your head and head for the bathroom door.

Austin groans and flops back into bed. He watches your hips sway in the most enticing way under your shirt as you head into the bathroom. You flick the bathroom light on and walk up to the mirror. Your peer at your dishevled reflection and frown. Your hair is in a tangled mess despite being pulled into a neat ponytail and there are hickies littered all over your neck and chest.

"Admiring my handywork?" Austin sneaks into the bathroom and comes up behind you, snaking his arms around your waist.

"God, I don't think I'm going to have enough concealer for all of this." You complain. "I'm going to have to drop by an Ulta sometime today and buy another tube."

Austin sets his chin on your shoulder and pulls your body back into his chest. "I'd be happy to tag along and pay for that concealer." He offers.

"You want to go makeup shopping with me?" You quirk a brow in the mirror at Austin.

"Why not?" Austin shrugs. "We can grab lunch or something after." He suggests. "As long as I get to spend some more time with you before work."

You smile to yourself and set your hands on Austin's arms now wrapped across your chest. "You're awfully clingy, Gunn." You tease him.

"Well when you manage to land a woman as sexy and cool as you are, YN. You gotta make sure everyone knows that she's already got a man." He jokes with a grin.

You roll your eyes playfully and turn around in Austins arms. "I suppose having you around to tow around my bags at the mall isn't such a bad idea." You giggle. "I'm going to grab a shower, you wanna join?" You ask him.

"YN, if there ever comes a time that I answer no to that quuestion, please kick my ass." Austin replies and leans down for a kiss.

You giggle and grab Austin's hand, dragging him toward the shower. It's still early, so you've got plenty of time to screw around before you and Austin are needed for anything.

[waterfallofspace]

Who are your favorite artists/writers in the community?

I see this one has been going around!! I actually got two, so forgive me for answering only just the one, but thank you both for sending this in!! Absolutely gonna emphasis *favourite*, not best, so I'm CERTAIN I'm gonna miss people that I just haven't seen

Okay so this is gon be a long list, and tagging people is scary so I really apologize if any of you didn't wanna be tagged <3 and I'm certain to miss a few, so if I don't mention you, please know that you're still amazing and it doesn't mean I don't melt to bits at your content!!!~ <3

(also gonna include a few wav makers bc that's honestly an art too!!! and i feel they deserve to be praised for that!!~)

(and gonna copy snzdreams here <3) People I know/Friends:

--- @onetrickponi is an absolute TREASURE, not only so kind and fun, but also genuine triple threat, despite what her name suggests~ --- @zensations35 one of the BIG names on here, at least to me~ someone I've adored for years, such a kind person too!! Not super close, but adore her!~ --- @snzdreams Absolute dear, and SUCH a fun person, and honestly honestly honestly the best g/ojo writer ive ever had the pleasure of reading, girl i stg that closet fic will live with me forever --- @bestwhumpist SOOOOO good!!! and so sweet, i have the honour of calling you a friend and also the honour of enjoying your WORK bc mmm girl yes --- @ithadtobesneezing also one of the sweetest people, so many people on here are so sweet and it makes me insane, and SUCH a good writer, like hello??? hi???? made me fall in love with y/uta i swear --- @6pmsoup AMAZING art like AMAAZZZINNGGG art, looks so good i'd swear it was straight from a manga --- @hachiibun some of my favourite art on this entire site, hachii is not only INSANELY impressive, also so nice!!! genuinely amazing~ --- @goodlucksnez makes some REALLY good wavs, and Vic is also such a kind and fun person!~ --- @ezynse REALLY good fics, personally seen a few a/ce a/ttorney ones making the rounds, but also just a funny and sweet person~ --- @lycheeehehe made this one w/olfwood drawing that made me feel things AND AND AND then also made a list of hcs for t/oji and ik hcs arent what you asked but literally made me insane over this man --- @devilscastle69 THE h/otwings writer on A/03, absolutely go check them out if you like h/otwings, some AMAZING stuff on there!! (also just such a cool person hi <3) --- @themiseryandcompany older fics but SOOO worth it, tasty lil morsels, and also one of my first friends on here!!! so adore her forever <3 --- @snzluv3r hi so honestly this one is so hguahguh for me to admit but some of the hottest wavs on here, and more than that!! literally a sweetheart, SUCH a sweet person!~ <33

People I don't know, but really appreciate:

--- @whiskey-tango-matcha such good stories about their lil guy ocs, they're SO alive and I honestly feel like they're characters from a published media with how much I know them and feel certain of them!! --- @autumnsneezes some of the best wavs (and snzs) that i've heard, absolutely amazing!!~ --- @gemsden some REALLY good content over here, mostly just posts with vague ideas, but some writing too!~ and just sooo good!~ --- @kotyonoksnz literally SUCH amazing art, released a few comics of it, and SPOILED snzblr with a beautiful h/azbin partial one, absolutely incredible art!!

omg this has been SO long im so sorry!! and im so sorry if i missed someone/you, i PROMISE it doesn't mean I don't love your stuff, just means i forgot T-T but I hope the length (and tags) are alright, and thank you for asking non!!~

[vegaseatsass]

Reality tv is so fucking dangerous for me because my brain still whirs as if I'm watching fictional characters but I'm NOT and I should NOT be blorbofying or armchair diagnosing these irl human beings, it's simply safer for me to never ever engage. Tl;dr my god the exes on His Man 3 have eaten my mind, I can't stop thinking about them. I won't share REAL PERSON HEADCANONS (basically: who pings as neuroatypical) but I went from thinking Myeongkyun was the most hilarious entertaining television figure I'd seen in years to being really truly gutted for him and his like, slow struggling emotional processing which makes him sooooo frustratingly opaque even though he is trying, and his fuckboy affect which is so deceptive for how confusingly deeply (but just. sloooooowly) he actually feels. Youngjoon has been my favorite contestant this entire time (well, Youngjoon and Seungjin but let's not get me started on how it feels to watch Seungjin go untreasured episode after episode) and Hanmin jumped way up there in episodes 7 and 8 too because who knew he was the absolute kindest and most supportive and emotionally intelligent person in that entire house, I'm rooting SO HARD for him and Youngjoon I think they're such a crazy good match for each other augh. So the thing I find so compelling about Myeongkyun and Youngjoon's conflict is that it's really easy for me to understand where both of them were coming from; as absolutely maddening as it is to imagine being in Youngjoon's shoes and trying with so much hyperverbal self-awareness to reach some kind of clarity and just being hit in the face again and again with Myeongkyun's blase opaqueness, I really DO think they were both trying super hard and in good faith in that exhausting conversation! It understandably didn't FEEL that way to Youngjoon, as Myeongkyun led him in circle after circle, but I'm seriously like unhinged with how much I feel for Myeongkyun rn and his visible overwhelm. When Youngjoon was about to leave and tell Myeongkyun to figure things out on his own and Myeongkyun told him it's actually easier for him !!! to sort through his feelings with him there !!!! that's such an admittance, he absolutely was trying that whole time but what comes out of his mouth is sooooooooo not intelligible and thus as infuriating as humanly possible for Youngjoon, this incredibly verbal, emotionally analytic overthinker. They're such a bad match lmao and it's so so sad that Myeongkyun just assumed their relationship was moving as slowly as his feelings do and not that he was fully ghosted dklfjslkdfja I can just see BOTH THEIR SIDES I'm almost always on the side of the person who is like "how was I supposed to know what you ghosting me meant? I kept contacting you because I just thought you were busy!" vs. the ghoster who is all ugh dude why couldn't you read the room? but if Myeongkyun has always been like this - answering a direct question with "Maybe I'm ENTJ!" or "I don't want to tell you" or munch munch munching and "mmm"-ing and blinking and never ever answering what he was actually asked - it's pretty easy to understand why Youngjoon would assume this is a guy who neither cares about nor requires direct communication of any kind.

Lol sorry I've never posted into this tag before and this is a super incoherent blur of feelings before I go offline for the next two days but I just have to get it out of my system because I don't think I've ever had a reality show change my perception of somebody as much as Myeongkyun just like. Visibly hanging on by a thread while saying all the absolute wrong things in his stupid cool guy voice. and then breaking down as soon as he was alone. did. "Dating Minseon is... a possibility" went from sounding like a half-assed non-commitment to me, to Myeongkyun very seriously working through his feelings at his regular slow slow speed, and I'm fully rooting for them as well atp.

I wish this season had more friendship and less shady secret missions because everyone is so miserable... including me, who is sitting here typing nonsense instead of posting about my safely fictional characters.

[fanfics4all]

Deep Sleep

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FP Jones x Daughter!Reader 

Word count: 533

Warnings: Nothing!

Y/N: Your Name 

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*Fp’s POV*

She was so tired. Her head was falling forward as she started nodding off, her eyes heavy as they flutter shut. She was too damn stubborn to admit it though. It was late and we were just watching a movie together.

“You should go to bed, kiddo.” I mentioned. She shook her head, but lent on my shoulder. We watched the movie for a bit longer, until Y/N started falling asleep again and slipped off my shoulder. Her head snapped up and looked around slightly dazed. 

“Come on, Queenie.” I said as I pat my thighs. 

“Mmm…” She hummed as her head rested against my thigh. I smiled and gently combed my fingers through her hair. Her breathing quickly evened out and she was asleep in no time. 

Once the movie was over I looked down at my daughter, she was still fast asleep. I grabbed the remote and turned the T.V. off. I stretched slightly, careful not to wake her. 

“Alright, let’s get you to bed.” I said to myself. I gently placed my hands under her back and knees. I picked her up easily and she stirred slightly. 

“I got you kiddo.” I whispered. She mumbled something quietly and her eyes fluttered. 

“Relax, I’m just gettin’ you to bed.” I said with a smile. 

“Thanks Daddy.” She mumbled and I chuckled slightly. I gently laid her on her bed, pulling the covers over her and kiss her head. Her soft snores filled the room and I smiled. She needed as much sleep as she could get right now. I left the room and decided to watch a bit more T.V. while I waited for Jughead to come home. 

An hour later the front door was loudly opened and in walked my son. I turned off the T.V. and sent him a glare. He head right for the kitchen and started loudly looking for something to eat. 

“Boy you better quiet down.” I said and he looked up at me. 

“Why?” He asked confused. 

“Your sister’s asleep and she ain’t been sleeping well.” I said and he looked into the hallway. I got up and sent to go check on her. She was still in bed asleep and slightly drolling. I smiled and shook my head a bit. I walked back out to find Jug eating some left over chinese we had gotten. 

“Did I wake her?” He asked and I shook my head. 

“She’s out like a light. Make sure you’re quiet when you go to bed, I don’t want her wakin’ up tonight.” I said and he nodded. 

“She still stressing about school?” He asked and I sighed. 

“Yeah… She’s been up studying for weeks.” I answered. 

“I’ll try and distract her tomorrow, she needs to relax a bit.” He said and I smiled. 

“Good luck, she’s damn stubborn.” I said and Jughead laughed. 

“Oh, I know.” He said as he finished the food. 

“I’m gonna head to bed, night Dad.” He said. 

“Night, son.” I said and watched him quietly sneak into the room he shared with his sister. I yawned and decided it was time for me to head to bed too. 

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Slimav and itch 👀

Hey hey! Sorry for the delay, the writing muse was not having it for the past couple of days. My writing gets a bit away from the ask a bit, but I hope you enjoy this anyway!

This prompt comes from the comfortable intimacy tag. Prompt: (itch) sender assists receiver with an itch they can't reach.

PS - I could be tempted to continue this story if anyone is interested. Slimav is always a fun time . . .

Maverick twisted in his chair, face creased with concentration as his hands scrabbled around trying to reach a spot on his back.

Slider raised a condescending brow. “What’s got your panties in a bunch, shortstack?”

“Goddamn mosquitos,” Maverick fumed back sharply. “Goose and I were on the court after sunset last night and the stupid things were everywhere.”

“Hmm.” Slider watched as the furious contorting continued. “And I assume you weren’t wearing your shirt during the game?”

“Of course not! Gotta keep this California tan somehow.”

 “You look like a dog with fleas.”

Maverick’s expression went nuclear. “You’re so hilarious, Sli.” His face was an alarming shade of puce as he left the chair with a huff.

Maverick headed for the partial wall near the small kitchen as Slider laughed. He turned around and wedged his back against the sharp corner, rubbing against it like a bear on a tree.

“Come on, that’s just pathetic,” Slider sighed. He crossed the room in four long strides and grabbed Maverick’s arm.

“What the hell, that was working!” Maverick groused.

Slider rolled his eyes as he spun Maverick around and pulled up the back of his shirt. The tanned skin beneath was riddled with small red marks. He whistled through his teeth.

“Yeah, that does look rough.”

Maverick started to respond, heat coloring his tone, but Slider didn’t wait for a reply before running his big, hot hands up Maverick’s spine. He dug in with his fingernails, scratching firmly. Maverick hissed and shuddered, jumping as broad fingers dug in to his waist.

“That hurts! And Goose said not to scratch, it’ll just make the spots worse.”

“Trust Mother Goose to have an opinion but not offer to help,” Slider snorted. “But that does make sense. You’ll just get redder if I keep this up.”

“But it’s still itchy!”

Slider’s hands didn’t leave Maverick’s skin. He lingered, pressing against the curves of his spine and alone the muscles of his shoulders. The mosquito bites were still irritating, but the long, sweeping touches both soothed and inflamed Maverick in another way.

“C’mon, I have another idea,” Slider said after a pause. “Lose the shirt and get in the kitchen.”

“You having ideas is dangerous.”

“Now who’s full of jokes?” Slider grabbed a clean dish towel and opened the freezer, rummaging around and cracking several ice cubes out of the tray.

Maverick hesitated. He toyed with the hem of his shirt and considered his options. On the one hand, he could see that icing the bites could reduce the swelling and the itch. On the other hand, he didn’t really trust himself to be half naked in the same room as Slider. And that’s before he considers what it’ll be like for Slider to touch him more.

 But Slider gestured impatiently with his handful of ice, so Maverick pulled the shirt over his head and faced away, his gaze level to the cheap laminate countertop. He jumped at the first touch of cold.

“Settle down,” Slider grumbled. “If you keep flinching so much, this is gonna take forever.”

Maverick swallowed hard. Slider’s hands roamed over his back familiarly as the first bite cooled down. He had to admit – the cold did sooth the itch. Slider stepped closer, a wall of warmth along Maverick’s back. He plucked one of the cubes out of the towel and pressed it against a bite low on his shoulder blade. Maverick hissed at the surprise.

 Slider chuffed a laugh, warm air rushing through Maverick’s hair. “Easy, now.”

 “You could have warned me.”

“Mmm, but what’s the fun in that?”

Maverick had no answer. Slider shifted the towel to another bite and the cooled skin trembled when exposed to the kitchen air. Maverick breathed carefully through an open mouth as Slider put the uncovered ice cube on a bite up by the nape of his neck. Slider’s thumb balanced on the side of his neck, making his pulse flutter.

“That should be most of them,” Maverick rasped an interminable time later.

“Are you sure?” Slider accompanied the question with a lazy glide of his hand down Maverick’s spine, the cooled tips of his fingers lighting up every inch of skin he touched.

“Yeah.” Maverick needed Slider to stop touching him. He needed him to never stop . . . “I think the ice did all it’s gonna do for me.” The cubes were melting. Water trailed down his skin, making him shiver as it streamed down toward the waistband of his pants.

Slider grabbed Maverick’s hips and spun him around. Maverick’s head dropped back, startled, to make eye contact. “I-I can do the front.”

“Of course you can.” Slider bit back a smile, but lines deepened around his sparkling eyes.

Wet and cold trailed over Maverick’s pecs. There was a bite on his sternum that got covered first. He shifted as Slider’s hand moved once the inflamed spot was cold, the motion making the ice land on his nipple. Gasping, he pushed up into Slider’s arm to move him away.

“Where are you going with that?”

“Wherever I want?” Now Slider had to be messing with him. He glided the loose cube down the centerline of his midsection and watched as it trailed into the coarse hair above his bellybutton.

“What if I want you to do what you want?” Maverick had to clear his throat twice before the words came out. Slider’s eyes snapped back up to stare into his face, blown dark with want.

Maverick reached out and cupped the side of Slider’s face, reveling in how the rasp of his stubble felt against his fingertips. Then he traced the bridge of his nose down to his grinning mouth. From there it was easy to sway closer and close the distance between their lips.

Slider deepened the kiss with a soft growl. He tipped Maverick’s chin up to improve the angle of attack, their noses bumping as they worked to set a give and take. His strong hands clutched at Maverick’s waist and drew their bodies in closer, pressing the growing warmth of their arousal together.

The sound of a key turning in the lock interrupted them. Flushing, Maverick threw himself off the countertop and raced to retrieve his shirt as Ice walked in to the living room.

“Maverick? Why aren’t you wearing a shirt?”

“Mosquito bites. Ice helps.” He got caught with one arm in the head hole. Ice snorted and helped get him sorted out.

“Slider, next time you want to flirt with your boytoy, make sure I’m not going to walk in. This could have been very embarrassing for all of us.” Ice glared at his RIO, but he fought back a smile.

Maverick spluttered, but Slider cut in before he could reply. “Sure thing, Ice. We wouldn’t want to scar you for life.”               

Slider winked at Maverick as he turned to dump the ice in the sink. Confused and feeling very caught out, Maverick darted away from Slider to the relative safety of the couch. Ice’s mirth diffused a lot of the tension in the room, but interest still simmered low in his belly. Maybe next time (was he really going to consider that there could be a next time???), Ice wouldn’t show up, and he’d see how far things would go

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Desire/ 1

Pairing- Seonghwa x Named Reader, featuring Wooyoung

Word count- 6.9k

Includes- Voyeurism, Sub Seonghwa, handcuffs, dirty talk, cock massage, abs riding, reverse cowgirl, 69, blow job, pussy eating, cum eating, cock riding, squirting, multiple orgasms, featuring Wooyoung

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Seonghwa POV

I'm pissed off as I storm down the hall to Wooyoung's room

He's yelling so loudly and he needs to shut the fuck up

I'm trying to nap

I don't know what he's doing, playing a video game, watching a movie but he needs to cut the shouting out

Grabbing his doorknob, I shove the door open

"Wooyoung, shut the fu....", I trail off as I get a clear view of my best friend bouncing on Wooyoung's dick

I know she and Wooyoung fuck from time to time

It doesn't bother me

She's a grown ass woman, she can do what she wants

The only rule I have is that she can't go fuck him if she came to hang out with me

That's not cool

She agreed and today we weren't hanging out

I just didn't know she was here right now

My mouth drops as I watch her ass bounce, her cunt sliding up and down his cock, her hole spreading open so widely

It's fucking hot and I'm turned on, my cock getting hard

Wooyoung looks around her, stopping her movements

"We have a guest", he says and she immediately turns her head to me

"Hwa", she gapes, her whole face turning red

"I uh I...."

"What do you want?", Wooyoung asks, like I didn't just see him getting ridden

"I uh...you were loud...I came to tell you...uh... shut up", I babble, trying so hard to think and not stare at her cunt stuffed full with his dick

Wooyoung smirks at me, "Are you hard?"

"What?", she yells, looking down between my legs, her eyes widening

"He is", Wooyoung laughs

"Shut up", I growl, realizing I'm just standing here and I need to get the fuck out, "I....bye"

"Wait", Wooyoung calls, making me stop, glaring at him

"Wanna join?"

"What?", she and I both say

"C'mon baby", he tells her, "Don't you wanna have fun with Hwannie?"

I swallow hard

I mean I have thought about sex with her but it was never more than a passing thought

I have eyes, I know she's hot, gorgeous but that's all it ever was

I've never seen her in action like I have now and I have to say, I wouldn't mind her bouncing on my dick like that

"Mmm...yeah ok", she answers

"Wanna Hwa?", Wooyoung asks

I nod like a bobble head doll

"Close the door and come here so we can talk about what's going to happen"

My body moves on its own, closing the door, locking it and my feet move me to his bed

He's moved her off him, both of them sitting next to each other

"So if you wanna join, it's my way", he starts

I raise my eyebrow, "Your way?"

He smirks, nodding, "Yeah"

"What's your way?"

"I tell you two what to do. How to fuck each other", he says, "Kinda like a director"

Ok, I can deal with that

I don't think he'll do anything too crazy

Hopefully

"And you're gonna be tied up"

"What?", I gape

Tied up?

What the fuck is that shit?

"Tied up. Well more accurately, handcuffed to the bed. She's gonna play with your dick and you're gonna take it"

I'm not gonna lie, that sounds hot

Having her dominate me?

I'm down with that

"Are you and I...", I trail off

He shakes his head, "Nah. It's your and her first time, it's about you guys. She can suck me off since I've been in her cunt before. I may touch your dick to get you inside her but that's all"

I can handle that

"Do you agree?", he asks

Yes I do

I want her

I don't know where this want is coming from but I want her

"Yes", I answer

"Is that ok with you baby?", he asks her

"Yeah", she nods

"Alright", Wooyoung exclaims

He's really excited about this

"Take your shirt off", he orders, as he rummages in his nightstand

Pulling my shirt up, I hear her gasp

Getting the shirt off, I look at her, my eyes widening as she stares at my abs with lust

I never thought she'd ever look at me like that

"Lay down", Wooyoung demands, pointing to the middle of the bed

I get on the bed, laying down, Wooyoung hovering over me, propping pillows behind me so I'm not laying completely flat

"Put your arms up"

I raise my arms, feeling cool metal around my wrist

I hear the sound of the handcuff locking and I look up, watching him handcuff my hand high on his bed

He gets up, moving to the other side of the bed, handcuffing my other hand too

Why he has two pairs of handcuffs I don't know

And I don't want to know who or how he uses them

"Take his pants and boxers off babe", he directs her

She moves onto her knees and I get my first glimpse of her completely naked

Fucking stunning

Big boobs, small frame, tiny pussy and....does she have abs too?

My mouth drops at the faint lines on her stomach

When did she get those?

"What?", she asks, tilting her head

"If I'm following his gaze correctly, he's looking at your abs" Wooyoung says

Yes I am and I didn't know that seeing them on her would turn me on so fucking much

"Oh. Well his are better", she answers, her cheeks pink

"When did you...", I ask

"Uh, I uh work out with Wooyoung"

My head shoots in his direction, "What?"

He shrugs, "When I asked her to fuck one time she said she was going to the gym and we could fuck later. I asked her if I could come too. Since then we go together all the time"

I'm surprised and honestly a little hurt

She knows I go to the gym all the time, why hasn't she asked me to go with her?

I would gladly go with her

"Do her muscles turn you on?", he smirks

"Yes", I answer right away, watching the shock fall on her face

"Well if you like her abs then you're gonna love her thighs. She works them out all the time and she can ride dick for a long time. You're gonna be in for a big surprise", he chuckles

My eyes snap down to her thighs and I can see the small muscles there too

Fuck me, it's such a turn on

If she rides me, I know I'm gonna be watching her legs move

Fuck, I'm so horny, I'm straining against my sweatpants

"Take his pants and boxers off princess. The wait is killing him"

She nods, her hands grabbing my pants, fingers sliding between my boxers waistband

She tugs down my pants and boxers and I lift my ass so she can pull them all the way down

I can't believe my best friend is undressing me

I would of never thought this would be near the realm of possibility

But it fucking is

She gets everything off, throwing it next to the bed

I watch her eyes slowly move up to my stiff dick, her eyes widening

"Oh my god", she whispers

"Hwannie has a massive cock huh?", Wooyoung smirks

"Yy..yeah", she murmurs

I do have an abnormally big dick

More so thick than super long

I've never had any complaints but I wonder if I'm good enough for her

"See how hard you make him? He's already leaking"

Her eyes move to his, "Me?"

"Or course baby. It's not me he's attracted to. Right Hwa?"

I nod

It's definitely not him

"Tell her", he demands

"I...I'm hard because of you Jo", I find myself saying, looking over her sexy body again

"Wanna touch your best friend's cock?", he asks her and my heart beats faster when she nods, "Ask him"

"Hwannie, can I touch your cock?"

Oh my god, it's so fucking hot hearing her ask me that

"Yyy...yes", I nod like a bobble head doll

She leans over, her hand immediately shooting out, wrapping around my length

Her hand looks so small against my dick, so pretty

Her hand moves up and down, her eyes glued to my dick, watching as she jerks me off

Pleasure slowly creeps into me, my legs trembling slightly

"Feels good Hwa?", Wooyoung asks

"Yeah", I answer softly

As she strokes me, I switch my gaze between her watching my dick and her hand moving

As I lift my eyes to her, I catch her lick her lip as she watches my dick and it turns me on

"Saw that baby", Wooyoung smirks, "Wanna taste Hwa?"

She nods, her eyes on me now, "Can I Hwa?"

My brain is malfunctioning as I realize what she's saying but I manage to nod

I watch the unbelievable sight of her bending lower, her tongue out, licking my slit, my cum collected on her tongue

Her tongue goes back into her mouth as she swallows and she says softly, "Hwannie tastes so good"

My mind is blown, completely shut down

"Want more baby girl?" Wooyoung asks

"Yes"

Jesus Christ

"Ok but just licks. No sucking his cock right now ok?"

She pouts and I'm in complete shock that my best friend apparently wants to suck my dick

"Princess", Wooyoung warns

"Alright", she frowns

"Good girl"

She leans over, her tongue roaming my head, licking up my cum while she jerks me off faster

"Oh my god", I cry

"How does her tongue feel?", Wooyoung asks

"So good", I choke out

"And her hand?"

"Good! Fuck, feels good!", I cry, pleasure rolling over me

"She's good at everything", he tells me, "Princess knows what to do with cock. Knows how to ride it, fuck it, jerk it and suck it. I dunno where she learned it from but I'm glad she's a big cock whore"

Fucking hell

"Right baby?"

She nods, her tongue swirling so fucking blissfully around my head

Well he's right in one aspect

She knows how to use her tongue and hand

She licks a few more times before Wooyoung tells her to let go of me and back away

She does, a pout on her face

"Don't worry princess, you'll be having lots of fun soon", Wooyoung promises her

I hope it has to do with her and me because I'm dying to be inside her

I do know that I interrupted them and he may want to continue fucking her

I hope not

"Lay his cock on stomach princess"

Her hand wraps around my dick as she does as she's told

"Good girl. Now sit on it"

She climbs on top of me, her pussy against the underside of my cock

Fuck, she's wet, getting all over me

"Does he feel good?"

She nods, "Hard. So hard"

I really am

I don't know if I've been this horny before

"Massage his cock princess", Wooyiung smirks, "With your pussy"

Jesus Christ

She immediately begins to move, her hands leaning on my chest, sliding her wet cunt along my cock, pleasure surging in my body

"Oh fuck", I cry, looking down, watching her move on me

Goddamn, her swollen lips are around my cock, her hips pressing down hard, her clit slipping against the frenulum of my cock

And it feels so good

"Seonghwa", she whispers, my eyes snapping up to get face immediately, my brain blasting apart when I hear her

She's fucking calling my name

It sounds so fucking good in her voice

She looks so fucking pretty, her face in pleasure, breathing hard, her tongue poking out from the side of her mouth as her hips move faster

I look back down at her cunt, moaning when I see her cream all over me

There's so much and god, fuck she's got such a pretty creamy pussy

"Hwannie", she groans, her legs tightening around my abdomen, her nails digging into the skin on my chest, "Yes Hwannie, so good. Fuck, so fucking good"

She keeps her clit at that spot on my dick, rubbing right there and I can see how good it is for her

And me too

"Princess, don't cum on his dick"

"What?", we both say, glancing at Wooyoung

He ignores me and speaks to her

"Right before you cum, slide off his dick, ride his abs and cum on them"

Holy fucking shit

"And you", he says to me, "Flex for her so your muscles are hard for her to get off"

I nod

I can do that

"She's close. See the way her hips move at that speed? The way her head is thrown back? The way her back is arching? She's gonna cum any second"

I notice everything he says, commiting it into my memory

"Off princess", he demands, then to me, "Flex"

I tighten my muscles just as she slides off my dick, right onto my abs, her hips not stopping their movements

She wiggles her hips around, until her clit glides across one of my tight muscles

"Fuck", she groans, fucking right into that spot on my abs, her cream making a huge glistening mess all over me

God, it's so fucking pretty

"Talk to her Hwa. Tell her what you want"

I look up at her again, swallowing hard

I don't....I don't know if I can

When I talk during sex it comes naturally

No one is telling me to talk, telling me what to do

I don't want to make her cringe

"Do it Hwa. Maybe she needs your voice to cum"

Ok

Ok, I can do this

"Jo, baby", I start, "I want you to cum for me"

Wooyoung take, "Lame"

I ignore him, watching her, getting lost in her

"Feels good baby?", I ask, mesmerized by her riding my abs

"So good Hwannie"

"Mm yeah baby. Fuck, you're making such a pretty mess all over me", I moan, the wet sound of her cream sliding all over my skin so fucking pornographic, "Make a bigger mess baby. Cum on me"

"Shit, shit, shit", she whimpers, her legs shaking

"Yeah baby. Fuck, wanna see you cum so badly. Don't you want to?"

"Yes, god yes"

"Then do it baby. And after, maybe you can make a big mess and cum around my dick too"

"Yes Hwa! Fuck Seonghwa", she moans, her entire body shaking as she cums all over my abs

And holy fuck, she's fixing gorgeous

Completely stunning

She keeps calling my name, grinding on my muscles, her fingers squeezing my skin hard

She finishes, her body slumping a little, breathing hard, my abs a total mess of her cum and juice

Again the word pretty floods my mind but seriously her cum looks so good on me and it's blowing my mind that I'm thinking that

"Good girl", Wooyoung praises her, "Look at the mess you made"

She looks at my abs, then at him, smiling softly, instant awe hitting me as I realize how beautiful her smile is, as well as jealously because she's not smiling at me

"Do you want your best friend to sit on your cock?", Wooyoung smirks at me

I nod my head rapidly

I'm dying to be in her cunt

"Words Hwannie", he demands

"Yes, fuck, want her on my cock"

Wooyoung turns his head to her, "You heard him"

She's already looking at me with wide eyes, desire in them, biting her lip

And I just want her so fucking bad

"Ask her Hwa"

"Jo, please. Can you sit on my cock?", I immediately plead

I'm so goddamn hard, so horny, I don't care about begging, "Please, wanna be in your pussy"

"Wanna be on your best friend's cock, princess?", Wooyoung asks her

She nods her head, "Fuck yes"

Oh god yes

"Then go on", Wooyoung says

She moves, grabbing my cock but Wooyoung stops her from putting me in

Fucking Wooyoung

"Turn around baby. Let him watch your pussy fuck him"

I swallow hard as she turns around, her pretty ass cheeks right there, her fucking dripping hole exposed and waiting for me

Wooyoung gets on the bed next to her, spreading her swollen pussy lips wide

"Look how pretty", he smirks at me, "So wet. You're gonna feel how tight it is soon"

"Nnn...now"

"Eager to have your best friend's cunt wrapped around you huh?"

I nod

I so am

After what we just did, I want to feel her cum on my cock desperately

"Go ahead princess. Put your best friend's cock in your pussy"

She lowers on to me, my head sliding in easily

She pushes down slowly and I have an amazing view of her hole stretching wide as she takes me

As soon as she moves down, I'm immediately hit by how tight she is

So tight, her hole straining as she takes me

And so fucking wet, dripping down my length that's not inside her yet

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!", I yell, already in so much pleasure, "Tight, fuck tight"

I can't speak in sentences, only babble like an idiot

"Look how pretty she opens for you", Wooyoung says, sitting next to me again, "Damn she's flooding your cock. If you think the cream on your abs is a lot, wait until she creams your dick. It'll drive you crazy. Her cunt is so sloppy and loud"

God, I can't wait to hear it

She bottoms me out, taking my entire cock, her pussy squeezing my shaft so goddamn hard

"How does Hwa's cock feel inside you?", he asks her

"So big. Fuck, so fucking thick. Feel so full", she whimpers and I'm relieved I feel just as good for her as she is for me

"Go princess. Ride him"

I watch her cunt slide along my cock up to my head, her cream soaking my length so much it's glistening on my skin

I don't think my dick has even been this wet with pussy juice before

She drops her hips down, slamming my cock back into her, a cute little yelp coming from her

From that one move, she starts to bounce, hard and fast, her hole straining around my cock

So fucking pretty

"Her cunt looks really pretty wrapped around your dick", Wooyoung comments, like he's watching a TV show instead of basically porn, "Her swollen lips are fucking latched onto you like glue"

Yeah they are

"Her hole looks so good, swallowing your cock", he continues, "Like she can't get enough"

It's true

She's sliding so fast, the sound of her ass hitting my thighs a pretty rhythm going on and on

"Oh fuck", she moans, my head slamming into her cunt

She keeps me inside her, changing her movements to rocking on my cock

"Oh fuck", I groan, the pleasure so fucking good

Like unbelievably good

I feel her get wetter with every rock, her cunt tightening hard

"Seonghwa", she whimpers, her skin trembling

"She got her spot", Wooyoung tells me

"Www...what?", I groan, trying to focus on his words

"She found her spot with your dick", he repeats, "That's why she's grinding on your cock. She's using your head to rub her spot and get off"

Holy crap, I like that a lot

She can use my dick anytime she wants

"Feels so good", I moan, pulling against the handcuffs

I just want to fucking touch her

"Yeah, it does", he agrees, then tells her, "Princess, bounce on Hwa's dick. Fuck yourself open on him"

She listens to Wooyoung immediately, sliding up and down my shaft

My eyes widen at how much cream is all over me

Pretty white cream all along my cock, more and more covering me with each bounce

That sight is so fucking hot

"Look at your best friend fuck her hole open on your cock", Wooyoung whispers to me, my gaze not leaving her pussy, "Told you she'd cream you good"

I nod, whimpering at the sight of that much cream

It's fucking everywhere

I've never been in a pussy as creamy as hers

"Seonghwa, oh god"

"Listen to her moan for you", Wooyoung continues, "You hear her calling your name?"

I nod, indeed hearing it

I heard it from the very first time she whispered it

And fuck, I didn't know my name could sound so fucking good

"She wants you. Or your cock at least", he says, "She loves being stuffed full of cock"

To her he asks, "How's your best friend's cock?"

"So good", she moans, bouncing harder, "So hard. So big"

"Yeah princess. He's wearing your cunt so well isn't he?"

"Yes! Fuck yes!"

Her speed increases, her cunt clenching me with each bounce down

"His personal little cock sleeve?", he asks her

I whimper at his words, them turning me on more

"Yes!", she yells, "Yes! I'm his cock sleeve! I'll be his fuck toy"

My mouth drops hearing her

"Yeah? Gonna let him wear you again?", Wooyoung asks

"Yes! Yes"

"Well tell him that", Wooyoung urges

He really is a great hype man

"Hwa", she whines, "Want you to wear my pussy baby"

"Anytime?", Wooyoung asks for me

She nods. "Yes, fuck. Hwa can wear my pussy anytime. Wanna be his cock sleeve"

Jesus Christ

"Is that what you want Hwa?"

I nod my head so hard I feel like a bobble head, "Yes. Fuck baby yes, wanna fuck you over and over"

"Yes Hwannie", she whines, fucking my cock hard, the sound of her wet, creaming hole taking me in so erotic

"Sss...so tight", I moan

"Is she throbbing hard?", Wooyoung asks me

"Yes", I breathe out, just as she clenches down on me

"She's gonna cum", he informs me

Fuck, I didn't know I wanted her to cum on me this much until he said it

Now all I can think about is her coming all over my cock

"Gonna cum baby?", Wooyoung asks

"Sss...soon. Real soon"

"Alright princess. Make sure you take Hwa all the way in so he can feel you cum on his dick ok?"

"Yeah", she groans, her cunt driving my head right into her spot

"Tell her what you want", Wooyoung tells me

Before I can even think, I blurt, "Cum on me! Fuck baby, cum all over my cock! Please!"

She slams down, her pussy throbbing rapid fire, her body shaking as she orgasms

"Seonghwa! Oh god, Seonghwa!", she cries

"Oh fuck!", I yell, intense pleasure from her orgasm tidal waving over me , "Yes! Fuck, so good! So good!"

Her hips rock badly and forth, her spot rubbing on my head, her cunt squeezing the life from my cock

"Good girl", Wooyoung praises her, "Ride it out on your best friend's cock"

She does, the pleasure lasting a few seconds more, before she stops rocking

Jesus Christ, it felt so fucking unbelievably good

I'm so surprised

Normally, yeah a girl's orgasm feels good but hers...fuck

Safe to say I've never felt that much pleasure before

"Off his cock baby", Wooyoung orders after she finishes

She slowly lifts her legs, my cock falling out of her pussy

She leaks so much cream it's all over her legs

"You need to taste her", Wooyoung tells me, "She tastes so fucking good. After you make her cum in your mouth, I'll let her ride you until you cum in her sweet pussy"

I nod, liking that idea

"Back up baby. Hwa's gonna eat your cunt. And you can suck him off while he does"

Suck me off?

Fuck, I don't know if I can last that

"But-"

"Don't worry. She won't make you cum. Right princess? You won't make Hwa cum in your mouth will you? He wants to finish in your pussy"

"I won't make him cum", she whimpers, moving back until her cunt is over my face

God, it looks so good, dripping wet, I just want to dive right in

Wooyoung grabs her ass pushing her down to my mouth

"Eat"

I bury my tongue in her pussy, her taste washing over me

Oh my fucking god, so sweet

"Hwannie", she whines as I lick between her swollen lips over and over

Her pussy rubs against my mouth and I love every second of it

Her cunt is so soft, so fucking wet, her scent intoxicating, her taste delicious

I pull against the handcuffs hard, pain running up my arms

Fuck, I just want to grab her ass and bury my face deeper into her cunt but these stupid handcuffs are stopping me

"Push you're cunt down more baby. Hwa's desperately trying to eat your cunt baby", Wooyoung laughs, "I think he wants to be suffocated"

I do

I really do

Her pussy moves down more against my mouth and I desperately lick anywhere my tongue can touch

I get lost in her cunt, loving the feeling of her juice all over my face, dripping down my neck

I don't know what it is but I've never been into eating a girl out this much before

I feel her hand around my cock, stroking me up and down, pleasure filling my body slowly

Suddenly her hand is gone and my entire cock is engulfed in a tight wet space, sucking sensations filling my body, amping up the pleasure

I moan into her cunt as she sucks me off, briefly wondering how I'm not going to cum

I concentrate on just eating her out, sliding my tongue up her pussy, flicking her clit

She moans on my dick, the vibrations running up my spine, feeling so good

I run my tongue on her clit over and over, feeling the throbbing of it against my tongue and that sensation turns me on more

Pulling her clit into my mouth, I suck on her hard and fast, not being able to get enough

Her mouth moves along my cock, bobbing up and down, sucking desperately like she can't get enough either

Which, same

As I suckle on her clit, her tongue licks around my head, her hand around my base, jerking me off at the same time

My body is shaking in pleasure and I keep pulling against the handcuffs, desperately wanting to touch her

I want to feel her skin under my hands, want to grope her ass, her boobs

I want to squeeze her hips, keeping her cunt on my face

These cuffs are preventing that and it's driving me insane

"Aww baby, Hwa wants to touch you so badly", Wooyoung snickers, "Too bad he can't"

Fuck him

Seriously fuck him

"Maybe I'll take the cuffs off later", he continues, "But for now it's fun watching you struggle"

Ignoring him as best I can, I lick along her pretty slit, before sucking her clit back into my mouth

I feel her tongue sliding along my shaft as she moves up and down, her throat so fucking tight when she swallows on me

She's going too fast, taking me in her mouth over and over, bringing me right to the edge

Her body shakes above mine as she moans loudly around my dick, her pussy leaking her creamy cum as she orgasms

Shoving my tongue to her hole, I lick up her cream, moaning so loudly as her sweet taste hits me

How she tastes this good I don't know but fuck me, I'm glad I get to have her

Her fingers grip my thigh so hard as she moans in between sucks and I can't fucking hold it

"Fuck", I moan in her pussy, so much pleasure tidal waving over me as I cum down her throat

Her mouth sucks on me through my orgasm and I can feel her swallowing everything I'm giving her

It hits me that my best friend is eating my cum and from the sounds of her moans, she likes it

Mind blown

Suddenly her mouth is off my dick and I hear Wooyoung scolding her

"I told you not to make him cum", he snaps

"Sorry, I'm sorry", she whimpers, "I...I couldn't stop"

Wooyoung scoffs, "You like sucking his dick that much?"

"Yes", she confesses, "I do"

I'm just as shocked to hear that

"Huh", Wooyoung huffs, "How does he taste?"

"So fucking good", she answers immediately, "The....the..."

"The what?", Wooyoung asks

Yeah, the what what?

"The best I ever tasted", she says quietly

Holy shit

"The best?", Wooyoung repeats

"Yeah"

"You're the best I ever tasted too", I say, "So fucking sweet. I don't know how but you're so good"

"You want more?", Wooyoung questions

"Yes", I say instantly

I think I could probably spend all day eating her cunt

"Well that's good because you need something to do while she sucks your cock and makes you hard again"

"I don't know if-"

"Please Hwa. If anyone can get you hard right after you cum, it's her. She has a magical mouth and she knows how to use it"

Yeah I'm getting that

"So stick out your tongue. She's gonna ride it"

I nod eagerly, my tongue already out of my mouth

I have a particularly longer tongue and I can't wait to feel her pussy around it

"Go ahead baby. He's waiting", Wooyoung tells her, "And this time just get him hard. Don't make him cum"

"Ok", she says softly, her hand already wrapped around my cock, softly stroking me, a hum of pleasure spreading through me

Her hips lower to my mouth and I slip my tongue inside her as far as I can go

Her pussy immediately clenches around my tongue and I groan from the sparks of pleasure running straight to my cock

I really don't think I'll have a hard time getting hard again

Her tongue runs along my head, then down my cock and back up again, feeling so good

I feel her mouth wrap around my head, soft sucking sensations filling my body

At the same time, her hips move, sliding up my tongue then back down

As her hips move at a good pace, I wiggle my tongue every time she takes it in, feeling her pulsing increasing

I know she's creaming my tongue, I can taste it as it leaks into my mouth and I eagerly swallow over and over

This is the fucking best

I'm so fucking glad I walked in here to yell at Wooyoung

She keeps bouncing, getting tighter with each movement, drowning me in pussy juice

I feel her suck my cock once more then move off me

"He's hard", she whimpers and I'm shocked I got hard in such a small amount of time

She is really good

"Good. Fuck his tongue"

Her hips move faster, sliding up and down, clenching harder

And I keep still, letting her use my tongue how she wants

"Sss... Seonghwa", she moans, coming around my tongue, her delicious cream sliding right into my mouth

"Mmmm", I whimper, swallowing every last drop

I seriously don't know how any other girl is ever going to compare to her

She's just...perfect

She moves off my face, sitting next to me breathing hard

"Want her to ride you again?", Wooyoung asks

I nod rapidly, "Yes. Want her to face me"

God, I wanna see her body move again

"On his cock baby"

She climbs in my lap, finally facing me again

And I choke on air, seeing her fucking gorgeous body glistening in sweat on top of me

She holds my cock up, sitting right on me, bottoming me out swiftly in one more

She leans on my abs and doesn't wait, starting to ride me right away

The pleasure comes roaring back, more intense than before

I rake my eyes all over her body, landing on her thighs and watching the muscles flex as she bounces

I remember Wooyoung saying she works them out a lot and can ride dick for a long time

I can't tear my eyes away, it's fucking mesmerizing

"Fuck Hwa", she whimpers, "Such a good cock"

I suck in a breath hearing her

"Yea?", I ask softly, looking up at her, finding her already gazing at me

She nods, "So good for riding"

"Fuck", I murmur, listening to the soaking sounds of her pussy taking my cock inside her

"Gonna wanna play on your cock all the time"

Fuck, I'm so gonna want her on my dick again

It's so good, she feels perfect, I don't think this could be a one time thing

"You can play on my cock anytime jagi", I moan, the bliss running through every nerve in my body, "I'll let you on my cock anytime"

"Promise?", she cries, her head leaning back, her eyes closed, pleasure all over her face as she bounces

My god she's fucking stunning

How have I not noticed this before

"Hwannie", she whines, rocking back and forth on my dick, "Promise Hwannie?"

"I promise", I choke out, "Promise you'll let me wear your pretty pussy when I want?"

"I promise!", she cries, her body shaking hard as she cums all over my dick

"Fffff...fff..", I cry out, her throbs so hard around my cock, sending pleasure to every inch of my body

"Keep fucking him", Wooyoung directs

As soon as her orgasm is over, she sits up straighter, tosses her long hair over her shoulder and bounces harder than before

And I just take in the beautiful sight before me

Starting at where we meet, I watch her tiny pussy swallow my cock, her swollen lips petaling open, a creamy mess all over my dick and my lap

My eyes move up to her stomach, her tiny abs running with sweat as it drops down to her cunt

I lift my eyes to her big boobs jiggling hard with every bounce, sweat in-between the mesmerizing skin between them

Her chest heaving with rapid breaths

Finally I move up to her face, gaping in awe at the sigh of so much pleasure on her face

Her head tilted back, mouth slightly open as she breathes, her eyes closed, tears falling down her face, sweat filling her hair, my name falling softly from her lips

She's fucking ethereal, like a fucking angel

And I realize, that she's like this, in so much bliss because of me

Not Wooyoung, me

"Beautiful sight isn't it?", Wooyoung asks as he stands next to me

I nod, not tearing my eyes from her for a second

I want to watch every moment

I feel him unlock one handcuff, my hand falling to the bed

Without moving my gaze from her, I move my wrist around to crack it and get some blood flowing

"Play with her clit", he says, "And you'll really see something gorgeous"

Moving my hand to her cunt, I finally touch her, pressing into her clit and moving my fingers in a circle

"Fuck", she cries, her legs shaking hard around my body

She's so close

I can tell from the constant hard pulses and the way she's soaking my dick

She leans back, one of her hands on my leg, her bounces getting desperate, her sobs getting louder

I keep playing with her clit, loving the way it throbs under my fingers

Her body arches as she screams my name, her orgasm hitting her

Her cunt clamps down on my cock in a vice grip and I feel myself get soaked

Looking down, I gape at the sight of her cunt squirting around me

I've made girls squirt before but it hasn't been like this

None of them ever gushed out squirt like she is

It's all over my cock, my lap, my legs, dripping to the bed

Some of it even lands on my abs and I want nothing more than to be covered in it

She continues to scream my name over and over as her orgasm runs through her

Wooyoung was right

This is a fucking gorgeous sight

Her legs tremble as she finishes, leaning on me, her hands on my chest

She opens her eyes, her gaze blazing into mine, her hair wild around her face

"Make him cum in your pussy princess", Wooyoung tells her

Her eyes don't leave mine as she starts rocking and grinding on my cock

I can't break the eye contact as pleasure comes roaring back

As she moves, she purposely clenches, making her pussy tighter as she slides up and down my cock

"Fuck", I whisper, moving my hand to her ass, finally squeezing it

It's just as soft as it looks

The room is filled with the wet sound of her cunt taking my cock and nothing else

Her fingers dig into my chest, her hips circling as she fucks herself on me

God, it feels fucking amazing

I feel my cock throbbing so hard against her spasms, bringing me closer

"Cum Hwannie", she whispers, her eyes still on mine, "Want my best friend's cum in my pussy"

"You first", I whimper, her words washing over me

"Hwa-"

"Please", I choke out, "I need to feel you again. Fuck, please jagi"

I'm craving another of her orgasms and I want to feel it before I cum

This is never happening again and I want to feel everything before it ends

"Anything for you Hwannie", she says softly

I nod, "Yyy... you're close"

I know by now how she feels before she cums

She nods, "Yeah"

"Cum for me baby. Once more time", I ask

She slips down my length, taking me all in, coming all over me, whispering my name so softly

Ecstacy slams into me and I moan her name as I finally let go, shooting my cum inside her

"Hwa", she whimpers, her pussy milking my cock so blissfully

"Jo, fuck, baby", I moan, my orgasm the most intense it's ever been

I can feel everything, every squeeze of her cunt, every rock of her hips as she gets me through it and it's fucking amazing

When it's over, she collapses on me, breathing hard, her face in my neck, one of her arms around my neck as well, holding on

I wrap my free arm around her back, holding onto her and just trying to catch my breath

"That was some amazing porn", Wooyoung says gleefully

He comes to the bed, uncuffing my other hand

I just lay my arm next to me too tired to move right now

"Fun right?", Wooyoung asks

"Yeah", I agree

It was more than fun

It was amazing, intense, best sex I ever had

And my best friend gave it to me

I don't know what to do with that and right now I'm too tired to think

I need a nap

"I should go", I say, not wanting to let her go but not having the fortitude to figure out what that means

"Yeah sure", Wooyoung nods

He leans over me, calling her name softly

She doesn't move

"Jo", he calls, moving her hair back from her face, shaking her arm gently

He straightens and glances at me, "She's dead asleep"

"What?", I ask, lifting my head to see that she is indeed asleep

"She's asleep. And I'm not risking waking her up. Not after last time"

I know what he means

She is notorious for being hard to wake up and being massively cranky when she is woken up

She's fine if she wakes up by herself but if someone wakes her up, that person better run

But I can't stay here

It's not my bed and I'm not sure sleeping with her is a good idea

I don't know if she'll be annoyed when she wakes up and sees me instead of Wooyoung

"I'll just move her over", I say, starting to try to roll over

"No", Wooyoung says, "Stay. It's fine. I'm not sleepy. I need a shower anyway. And food. You're good for a few hours"

"I uh...I don't think it's a good idea", I answer

"What, taking a nap with her?"

I nod

"Why not?"

"Because she's my best friend. We don't do things like that. We don't cuddle"

He raises his eyebrow, "So you can fuck her, eat her out but not cuddle and sleep with her?"

I know it sounds weird but cuddling and sleeping is much more intimate that a one time fuck

And I don't know how she'd react

"I just can't-"

"Oh shut up Hwa and just hold her", he snaps, walking to the door, "Go to sleep too."

With that he opens the door, shuts the light as he closes the door behind him

I hesitate, not sure what to do

I am tired and I could fall asleep right away

And she's already asleep, for sure not moving

I guess I could stay

Maybe wake up before her and leave so there's no confrontation

I decide that's what I'll do

I shift, moving us over slightly so she's not completely on top of me

She whines softly, her arm tightening around my neck as her head moves back onto my shoulder, my arm still around her

She doesn't wake up at all

I turn to her slightly, keeping her leg over my body

I move my gaze down to her, noticing how fucking beautiful she is

I gently run my fingers in her hair, feeling the soft strands slip though, watching her sleep

Something in my chest stirs, my heart beating faster as I look at her

I don't know what it is and I can't think about it now

I'll worry about it when I wake up

Against what I said before, I cuddle into her, keeping her right against me, both my arms around her tightly

Closing my eyes, I wait to fall asleep

[samantitheos]

Weekly Tag Wednesday

Thank you @mybrainismelted, @deedala, and @blue-disco-lights for tagging me. <3 Thank you, too, to those who tagged me last week. I'm sorry I was too busy at the time to join in. <333

Name: Sam

Location: Home office, surrounded by work 🥴

Did you collect anything as a child? Julia's answer reminded me that I also collected stickers! Remember the fuzzy ones?? Those were the BEST. (The best, Jerry, THE BEST.) Also movie and concert ticket stubs. And those little souvenir spoons from all the different states and provinces I visited with my parents on summer vacation.

Do you collect anything now? Ehh, not really. I try to get some sort of art print or painting or generally something I can hang on my wall from every trip, but there is no rhyme or reason to them anymore.

What random piece of office equipment do you have a weird attachment to? I like my "PAID" stamp. It's fun to use and it means I made money. Lol.

Stick your right arm out; what do you touch first? Do the same with your left arm. Right arm: Creature's cat bed (sans Creature atm). Left arm: Gallavich mug (by not-okay-guy) with the day's third cup of coffee.

Do you drive? If so, have you ever crashed? I actually just got a car today after not owning one for about 7 years. 🎉 Never been in an accident while driving. *knock on wood*

You’ve been given $1000 but you can only spend it at one store. which store do you choose? I'm still working on making my new place a Real. Adult. Apartment. so probably Home Sense for pretty shit or Shelmerdine Garden Centre so I can buy another 30 tropical plants. :D

What is your secret weapon to get someone to like you? I've given up, truthfully.

What's your go-to flavor for cough drops? Kiwi Apple Halls for sure.

What does your latest text message from someone else say? “Your Tumblr auth code is '******'. It will expire in two minutes." LMAO.

What are your preferred pizza toppings? Depends where the pizza is from, but basic pepperoni is always solid. Italian sausage and jalapeno. Mmm, maybe a little bacon and feta... *pulls up the Dominos app*

Please play along if you'd like. And hi to some cool peeps in my recent notifs. <3

@gallavichhusbands @michellemisfit @noelfishr @iandarling @mickeym4ndy

@whaticameherefor @mickey-milkovichs @vintagelacerosette @solitarycreaturesthey @i-think-you-mean-reduction

@bawlbrayker @stocious @creepkinginc @palepinkgoat @wehangout