#oh my god i can't wait for this to be over

[willaminareads]

too busy

PARING: exhusband!drew x reader

SUMMARY: you and drew had been divorced for a little under a year now. while drew had your two kids this weekend, zach unfortunately let it slip, that mommy had a new "friend". drew was anything but thrilled.

WORD COUNT: 667 words

WARNINGS: possesive drew, angst, fluff, cursing, kids.

WILLA SPEAKS: hey! this is my first fic, on this blog, and i'm so excited!! please note that english is not my first language, so if any mistakes occur, i'm so sorry! enjoy<3

you stand outside his door, waiting for him to open it. you were a little nervous. you didn't exactly have a reason to be, but you were.

"y/n," drew says as he opens the door. "hi, baby, come in. the kids are in their playroom." he ushers you inside, hoping you didn't notice he let the nickname slip. old habits die hard.

you smile softly at the nickname but quickly stop once you notice. this is your ex. hell, not even just your ex—your ex-husband.

you follow him inside his new house. you liked it, though it did remind you of the house the two of you once shared.

"can i get you anything?" drew breaks the silence.

"you have tea?" you ask softly.

"the kettle is already on, sweetheart," he responds in the same soft tone. god, he knows me so well, you thought.

he finds a cup for you and starts preparing the tea. silence falls between you. it wasn't awkward per se, but not exactly pleasant either.

drew is the first to break the silence, still keeping all his attention on your tea. "zach says you've got a new friend." his tone is sharp, not at all soft like the one you'd heard just a couple of minutes ago.

a quiet "oh," was all you could muster up. you didn't know what to say. i mean, what could you say?

he turns his attention to you, handing you the cup of tea. "yeah, that was my reaction as well," he says bitterly.

you sigh. "come on, drew, don't do this." guilt written all over your face.

he lets out a dry laugh. "i didn't do shit, y/n."

"i'm allowed to move on, drew," you say softly, catching his gaze.

"the fuck you are," he sneers, placing his hands on the countertop. "i can't, so you don't get to either." his statement hangs in the air as you stare at each other.

you scoff. "no, you don't get to do this, drew. you fucked up. you didn't have time for us," you say, knowing how to hit him where it hurts.

"don't say that." he looks down, unable to meet your eyes.

"why not, drew? it's true," you state. "you were too busy with your big dreams, and, i mean, it worked out for you," you say, waving your arms slightly. "you have everything a man could want," you taunt.

"you know that's not true," he glares at you.

you shrug. "you can't have your cake and eat it too."

he scoffs at your comment. "right, okay. you're getting on my nerves, y/n," he bites. "you know how much i wanted to make this work. you know how much i love you—"

you cut him off. "loved."

"no, fuck that, and fuck you for saying it," he raises his voice at you. he doesn't do that often. "i'm sorry..." he takes a deep breath. "you know that i still love you. i just want another chance, y/n. let me show you that we can make this work," he says softly, reaching for your hand.

you shake your head at him. "we can't put the kids through another divorce, drew," you say softly.

"we won't," he says. "come on, y/n. we can make this work."

you sigh. "drew..."

"please," he says, bringing a hand up to caress your cheek.

"there's no new guy." drew stares at you, a little confused, waiting for you to continue. "that friend zach says he saw me with?" drew nods along. "it was chase."

"chase? as in my co-star chase?" drew asks, utterly confused.

"yeah... he and maddie came by to help me build a dresser." you bite your lip, your nerves taking over your body.

"oh," he falls silent.

"drew?" you ask.

"so, no new guy?" he asks with a glint of playfulness in his eyes.

"no new guy." you confirm.

"so... do you wanna marry me again..?" he asks.

"drew!" you exclaim with laughter as you smack his arm.

[princesssmars]

she gon’ eat this pussy up cause it’s sweet!

yet another boxer!vi x reader

p.i - p.ii

wc : 3.310

contains : fxf. fem!reader. hair and skin tone not described. fluff. some jealousy made up by hotel sex. oral and penetrative sex (r!receiving). they both want that cookie so bad.

a/n : they keep getting longer help me. i already have kind of an idea of the next part in my brain because the day after i started this i had the horniest dream ever so i'll just write that out. here's the position if you can't get the logistics down ik that happens to me lmao. enjoy <3

you never saw yourself as the type to get on a plane at the drop of a hat just to get railed silly by your girlfriend, but you’ve been learning a lot about yourself these past few months.

and one thing that’s made itself apparent? you and violet were fucking whipped for each other.

obviously it was to be expected, over six months in and this had been both of your longest relationship yet. you both made the time and effort to make sure it continued to be so, constantly spending quality time together and making sure boundaries were respected and desires were met.

it seemed that as everyday passed your shared devotion just increased tenfold.

as well as your… equal amounts of passion.

it was almost silly to look back and remember how you were so nervous that intimacy would change something in how she saw you. you don’t regret waiting and setting that boundary for yourself, but after the first few times together you really wish you had started sleeping with her earlier.

obviously sex wasn’t the only reason you loved violet. she was an amazing lover in every sense of the word, always ever so affectionate and caring to your physical and emotional well-being. you constantly told her you’re sure her clear superiority at being an older sister made her such a sweetheart, always protecting and looking out for you even when it wasn’t needed.

but it was only a matter of time before vi’s skills and charisma in the ring caught up to her, and before both of you knew it she had greatly increased in popularity to the point she was booking matches in other cities, occasionally leaving you along for weekends when she had to stay overnights to train and perform.

and you over it for the first couple of times. it wasn’t the end of the world when the two do you had to be separated, and when you got lonely there were always other ways you could be there for each other.

“how much longer until your back?”

“aww, don’t tell me my baby’s missing me already?” vi’s mocking voice rings through the receiver, groggy and low after falling asleep an hour prior before you called.

“can you blame me? normally i have you all over me every saturday night like clockwork, now i’m all alone in this bed. in my underwear. alone.”

she chuckled at your brazenness and audibly shifted herself over the phone. “oh yeah? maybe i could help you with that. wouldn’t mind staying up to help you…”

you hum playfully. “then maybe i could give you a visual guide?”

as soon as she hears the incoming face-time call vi’s eyes briefly close in bliss. god, does she adore you.

and of course having vi guide you through masturbating from miles away for the first time is a thrilling experience, but it still leaves a slight ache in your cunt heart to not have her by your side as often as you once did.

but when you saw the radiant look on her face on television after she won a fight, heard the joy in her voice when she called you as soon as she walked off of the platform, you didn’t have it in you to bring up your silly complaints about not having her by your side twenty four seven. she was finally living her dream, and you wouldn’t cause her any worries about balancing it with you.

so you’d shut up, use her flexing mirror pics to get off, and be patient. it shouldn’t be hard, you’re an independent woman and completely secure in your relationship.

well. maybe just independent.

a big company wanted vi as a sponsor and set up a schedule for her to fly out to film promotional material for nearly five weeks. your girlfriend was intuitive, asking you if you were okay with her being gone for so long. you looked at her like she was crazy, telling her she’d have to be insane not to take this chance even if it meant you’d be alone for longer than usual. she seemed unsure, but was still excited about the opportunity and bid you goodbye at the airport with a big kiss and a promise to see you soon.

it was fine, the same daily texting and calls as had happened before. but after a few days she tells you her conversation might be slipping because of some of the extra trainings they’re making her do for the promo. that’s all fine and dandy to you.

until you see it on social media. it starts as a clip of vi hanging out with some of her fellow boxer friends at a club, nothing out of the norm. but going though the comments makes you skip way to around the end of the video, and you feel your eyes burn into your phone when a woman, an admittedly gorgeous woman comes up to the table and sidles up right next to vi in the booth.

honestly, this was nothing new. you’d known since your introduction that woman drew to vi like a magnet. your own friend was starstruck when she talked to the both of you and gave you a very funny passive aggressive message when she found out the two of you were dating. you’d had to deal with desperate fans at her games, begging for a chance to talk to her, touch her, beg her to autograph their chests at one point?

so who you find out to be a fairly famous influencer show up at the same hot spots as your girlfriend who’s over a hundred miles away isn’t surprising. what is surprising is the fact they keep popping up in the same places. you would never for a second think vi would cheat on you. it still doesn’t help quell the little green devil that lives in your chest, though.

its am early friday afternoon in your apartment and you’re scrolling through delivery apps for a quick meal when you see vi’s contact come up at the top of your screen, answering it as soon as you process who’s calling.

“someone’s eager to talk to me.”

“it’s nice to talk to you too, vi. how was your day?”

“it was alright, we just did those pictures and photoshoots today so i got to just stand around and show off my good looks.”

“it is one of your strong suits.” you dryly chuckle and keep scrolling through the food options, battling between pizza or pasta.

“feels better when i have you looking at me, though. you doing anything tonight?”

“nothing much, dining in and watching a movie i guess.”

she hums and is about to say something else but the green ugly devil decided to reach its hand through your body and puppet your mouth for no reason whatsoever.

“you going back to the club tonight?”

“uhhh no, all my friends are busy and i have an early morning tomorrow. why, you feeling left out pretty?”

“what if i was?”its silent once again.

“then what if i did something about it?”

so you’re here, flying through the dark of night thousands of feet in the air and slowly descending to an airport where violet is waiting for you, standing at the pickup area is a very inconspicuous black tracksuit with a black beanie to cover up most of her hair and large black shades. there aren’t words to describe the euphoria you feel being back in her warm embrace, sinking into her arms as she rests her chin on your head.

“i cant believe you really did this. and i cant believe they let you through the airport wearing that.”

“i know, had to give security some autographs. cmon, we’ll go back to the hotel.”

you sit a little too close for safety standards next to vi in the back of the dark suv the company had been lending her for her stay in the city, her arm wrapped around your shoulders as the other sat innocently on your thigh. well, as innocently as it could be with vi. she wouldnt do anything too crazy with someone driving, but her thick finger did inch towards the gap between your legs a few times.

there’s an unspoken tension as you arrive at vi’s hotel and she takes your bags to lead you up to her room, keeping close to you until you make it through the door and she sets your stuff by the spacious closet.

she had sent you some pictures as soon as she had checked in, but it was still surreal seeing the thing in person. it was big, but it made sense since she was an extended stay on a ‘business’ trip of sorts. you smile seeing the left open chip bag on the desk and one of her favorite movies playing on the television.

you’re brought out of your stupor by a familiar large hand grabbing yours and tugging you over to the plush couch that sits against the end of the bed.

“so, what ‘cha think?”

”you roll your eyes and relax into the chair some more. “i think that you should take these brand deals more often. just make sure to keep brining me along.”

“oh i definitely would, wouldn’t want you feeling jealous again, would we?”

your mouth gapes open as your body sits upright, looking at her defensively as she struggles to hold in her laughter. there’s no denying it with her so you decide to do the mature thing and cross your arms with a pout.

“how do you figure that?”

“because i know people are talking about the influencers that keep showing up to our booths. and i know your best friend told me about your sour mood and threatened to kick my ass over it.”

you sigh and turn your body to hers, resting your leg over her thighs when she makes the motion to pull it over herself. “’m sorry, vi. you know i’d never believe you’d do that. it’s just…”

“it’s just what?” her thumb and forefinger come up to pink your chin and bring your downcast eyes to her attention, “you know you can tell me anything, right?”

“of course i do. i didn’t wanna complain because everything is going so greatly for you, and i didnt want to make it seem like im unsupportive. i couldnt be prouder of you, vi. it’s just hard not being around you so much. i love our calls and the pictures and everything but its not..its not you.”

her eyes turn soft and she shakes her head before pulling your entire body to rest on her lap, both of her hands coming up to your cheeks to bring you in for a sweet but hard kiss.

she pulls back and peppers some more kisses over your face until you start to laugh, the sound of your laughter always brighting up her day. “i understand, baby. you don’t sound unsupportive, i promise. it’s been hard for me too. i’ve missed you so much when i’ve been gone, you have no idea.”

you gently nod and give a dreamy sigh before sinking into her arms once again, hand coming up to palm at her hair as hers travel to your waist and gently massage up and down your back. you’re content to enjoy the moment until her hands start to skirt lower and lower and suddenly you remember that you’re back in the arms of you’re girlfriend who you haven’t been able to sleep with in literal weeks.

you let out a sharp squeak when her palms travel down to your ass and squeeze you over the fabric of your leggings, head coming do so scarred lips can whisper in your ear.

“how about i show you how much i missed you?”

you’re very glad that its been established you’re both desperate for each other, because otherwise you’d be nothing but embarrassed to be in this position.

you’re starting to feel a slight kink in your neck from staring down at the woman currently eating you out like she’s starving, but when she takes your clit into her mouth and sucks so intensely you throw your head back you briefly think any small amount of pain is worth the pleasure she’s giving to you now.

your arms hold you up on the back part of the couch, one knee resting on the armrest and the other on vi’s thigh so your pussy is right in front of her face for her to get easy access, her hands scooping and pulling you in by your ass and making it impossible for you to back up and avoid the pleasure when it becomes too much.

“vi, nngh, vi,” the only words you can get out are slurred mumbles of her name and curses as her tongue dips down to thrust into you. her nose bridge more than enough to give you stimulation on your clit as she somehow buries her head even further into your cunt and groans into you, the vibrations only driving you crazier.

you whine when she pulls her face away to stare up at you, eyes hungry and sweet like you’re a deity that’s letting her drink freely from the fountain of youth.

“you still jealous, muffin?”

“vi cmon, please keep going, please-”

your mouth gapes wider when she quickly leans down and licks a long strip up and over your clit, pulling away with more of you smeared over her lips than before.

‘fuck, violet,” your head tips back in bliss, concentration slipping as you feel her hot breath ghost across your clit and her eyes trained on your chest as you arch your back.

her fingers clench again and pull your cheeks apart, a little grin gracing her face at your high-pitched gasp at feeling the cool air of the hotel room hitting both of your holes.

“y’know, i seem to recall a certain someone making fun of me for being jealous just a few months ago..”

you groan as she speaks, pushing your hips in a futile attempt to get her to keep eating you out.

“not so fun when its you, huh angel?” her hand travels further up from your behind so her fingers can prod at your entrance, teasing your hole to bring more of those desperate sounds that she loves to pull from deep in your chest. “it’s ok, i know it was hard for you. could see how desperate you were over the phone.”

“i wasn't- oh, shit, i wasn't that needy.”

only about an inch of her ring and middle fingers are shallowly thrusting into you but its enough to drive you wild. its a bit humbling to realize she has you in the palm of her hand already, but you cant find it in you to care.

“tell that to my favorite pillow. swear i thought you were gonna give yourself rug burn last week.”

you drop your head to look at her again and she cant help but laugh at your best attempt at a scowl, eyes droopy and mouth scrunched in the cutest little pout she’s ever seen.

she bites her lip and suddenly pushes her fingers all the way to the hilt inside of you, silently reveling in how she has to hold your body up when your knee beside her starts to wobble.

she thought about teasing you more, holding her fingers in place and not moving until you admitted you were desperate for her, that you needed her. but she was just as desperate for you as you were for her, and when she feels your walls clenching around her combined with you starting to drip down her hand and wrist her brain goes on autopilot and she starts to fuck you at the pace she knows you love best.

in only an instant you're moaning and writhing above her, hips jerking back and forth for friction and your nails digging into the fabric of the sofa. a brief voice in your head tries to remind you that you’re in a hotel and other people can likely hear you, but like she can read your mind vi gives a stern whisper to ‘put it down.’ as soon as you raise your arm to bite into it.

vi lets out a mix between a laugh and a groan at your immediate obedience to her command and she briefly becomes aware of the arousal that's building between her own legs. she subconsciously starts rubbing her thighs together as she continues to stare up at your body. when your body jolts when she hits that spot deep inside of you she’s afraid she might actually cum in her pants and decides to distract herself by stuffing her face back between your legs.

it often scared you, how amazing vi was at eating pussy. you try not to think about how most of it was probably due to extensive practice, but when she sucks at your clit in that way that leaves a rather obvious noise you can't find it in you to care. she’s all yours now anyway, and the thought only brings you closer and closer to the edge.

she can tell you’re about to cum by the tremors in your legs and your hand coming to the back of her head to push her farther into your cunt. she likes doesn't care about the pain of your nails in her scalp. doesn't care that it’s becoming just a bit hard to breathe. there are two places in the world where vi truly feels at peace, in the ring during a fight and in between your thighs as she brings you to an orgasm. she tries to mumble gentle encouragements as you cum around her fingers but they only come out incoherent, the vibrations from her voice only driving you further up the wall as you release.

even as you come down your body still has little tremors brought on by vi continuing to lick and suck at you after your orgasm ends, only your hand digging into her hair and pulling her away able to stop her from going at you. her face is flushed, covered in cum, and her mouth agape as she takes deep breaths in and out. you’re sure you look no better but she makes no mention of what a mess you must be, only flopping her head to the side to rest on your thigh so she can stare up at you.

“i…i might have been a little jealous.”

she breathes out an airy chuckle at your confession and gently shakes her head. “i think we share that in common.”

your eyes start to droop closed in the bliss of the moment, your body in a dreamy state while vi kisses over your thighs and stomach before giggling when vi places a short chaste kiss right on your cunt,

“not a problem as long as we can keep reassuring each other, huh?”

you never saw yourself as the type to have to hide your face in a pillow when your girlfriend got delivered a noise complaint by a flustered hotel attendant at eight in the morning, but you’ve been learning a lot about yourself lately.

[superbatsbison]

thinking of poly superbat x male reader

you and bruce are an established couple

ofc he eventually reveals the fact that he's batman to you

it gets to a point. especially since you're living together

afterward, you become more involved in both bruce and batman's life

because of this, occasionally, you run into some of the other members of the justice league

mainly clark

sorry, i mean superman

he's always hanging around the manor

going over cases with bruce

sometimes coming back with him after particularly grueling missions

and who are you to turn away a handsome face?

who said that 👀

at first clark is surprised that bruce has such a kind boyfriend

or any boyfriend at all really

he didn't peg bruce as being emotionally available. or into men....

ANYWAY

he obviously doesn't need help patching up like bruce does

but often times his mind wanders...

thinking about what he could do differently

What would happen if things went wrong.

soon, he finds himself zoning out in the batcave

and- oh? you're sitting by him

your soft gaze and strong hand rubbing his back helps to calm his racing thoughts

he finds it easy opening up to you

you sit and listen to his worries. giving your input when you think he's running circles in his mind

meanwhile, bruce is across the cave watching you two

he adores you for your big heart and caring nature

watching you comfort his closest friend makes him feel warm inside

he also can't help the passing thought that you two look good side by side

wait what....

maybe he should call it a night

but the pattern continues

you and bruce continue to grow closer to clark

often making him a topic of your conversation

and poor clark

clark feels terrible for the feelings he's developing for you both

i mean you're a couple for god's sake!

a very kind....generous....attractive couple....

is he a bad friend?

meanwhile, in gotham, you're asking yourself if you're a bad boyfriend

you feel like the worst partner ever

you love bruce so much

and yet you've been thinking about clark almost just as often

oh, what would bruce think if he knew.

pan to bruce, who's already clocked onto what's going on LMFAO

i mean, he's not the world's greatest detective for nothing

clearly, he can see clark and his boyfriend are developing something

and he should be angry. right?

hurt at the least?

but all he can manage to feel is endeared

he thinks about clark joining your relationship

treating clark the way he treats you

clark... treating you the way, bruce... treats you

oh my god he's bricked

flash forward to you two laying in bed together

😏

in the silence of the peaceful moment, him blurting out, "honey I think we have feelings for clark"

you shooting upright off his chest

after the initial panic fades you both finally talk it out

speaking of talking it out, poor clark is left to relay his miseries to lois

when he gets done describing all the events of the past couple of months, she starts to laugh

clark: what? 🥺

lois: they're totally trying to say they like your vibe

this gives him hope that he's not making things up

soon you three are back in the cave

except the energy tonight isn't solemn like usual

it's charged

you and clark are in your usual spots side by side

bruce in his chair with his mask and gloves off

eventually, your conversation with clark fades, and you're left looking into each other's eyes

you both lean in for a kiss

after a few moments, clark remembers himself and pulls away to look at bruce

his eyes are wide as he expects bruce to unleash his wrath

but instead, he simply stands and walks over to the pair of you

he sits behind you with a hand around your waist

his thumb rubbing up and down on your stomach

he reaches the other out and puts it on the back of clark's neck

using his leverage, he pulls clark into a kiss

they're both so much taller than you

they're practically kissing over your head

not that you're complaining

it's the perfect angle to plant your own little kisses underneath their jaws

there in your own little cuddle pile, you all confess to each other

clark is over the moon to have the affection of you both

he quickly finds a home in your dynamic

now, instead of having weekly post mission meet-ups in the cave, you all decompress in bruce's comically large bed

[rafemotherfuckingcameron]

POSITIVE

Word Count: 0.7K

Pairing(s): Reader x Rafe 

Warnings: Pregnancy talk

Summary: You find out your pregnant 

The evening was perfect for a surprise, and tonight, you had the best one planned. After months of trying, it had finally happened. You were pregnant. The news was both exciting and nerve-wracking, but you couldn’t wait to share it with Rafe, to see his reaction.

You had kept it a secret from him, not out of doubt, but because you wanted to surprise him in the most special way. As you carefully wrapped the pregnancy test in a small gift box, your heart raced in anticipation. This was the moment. This was everything you had been waiting for.

-

You found him outside, sitting on the porch of his family’s house, his usual relaxed posture, one leg propped up on the railing as he watched the sunset. When he saw you approach, his smile widened.

"Hey, you," he called, his voice deep and full of affection. "What’s this?"

You handed him the small, wrapped box, your hands shaking just a little, despite your excitement. "Open it."

Rafe raised an eyebrow, curious but clearly thrilled. He pulled the ribbon, and the paper fell away. When he opened the box and saw the pregnancy test inside, his eyes widened in surprise, and he froze for a moment, the joy on his face so clear that it nearly took your breath away.

"Wait," he started, his voice hushed as he looked at you. "Are you serious? Is this... real?"

You nodded, feeling the weight of the moment hit both of you at once. "It’s real. I’m pregnant."

The moment you said those words, Rafe stood up quickly, his arms immediately pulling you into an embrace so tight you could feel the excitement and happiness radiating from him. "Oh my god," he whispered, his voice full of emotion. "I can’t believe this. I’m gonna be a dad."

You could feel his heart racing as he held you close. He pulled away just enough to look into your eyes, his grin wide. "I love you," he said softly, his thumb brushing against your cheek. "I love you so much. We’re gonna be a family."

Tears welled up in your eyes, but they weren’t from fear. They were from the overwhelming joy of knowing that this was exactly what you both wanted. You weren’t alone in this—you had each other.

Rafe’s excitement only grew as he started rambling about everything he couldn’t wait to do. "I can’t wait to build a nursery," he said, his voice bubbling with excitement. "We’ll make it perfect for our little one. And when it’s a boy, I’ll teach him everything about bikes. If it’s a girl, I’ll spoil her rotten."

You laughed softly at his enthusiasm, but his eyes never left yours. "We’re gonna be amazing parents," he continued. "I’ll be there for every moment. You need special cravings at 3 AM? I’m on it. Foot rubs, back rubs, whatever you need. I promise, I won’t get frustrated when you want something ridiculous in the middle of the night."

His words were so genuine, so full of love that you couldn’t help but smile. You could see the future unfolding in his eyes. And it was beautiful.

"I can't wait to tell my sisters," he said suddenly, his excitement growing even more. "They’re going to be so excited. Wheezie and Sarah—" He paused, a thought crossing his mind. "Are you feeling okay, though? You’re not feeling sick, are you?" His tone softened, his protective instincts kicking in.

You nodded, reassured by his concern. "I’m okay," you replied, smiling up at him. "Just a little nervous, but mostly excited."

Rafe’s hand cupped your face, his thumb stroking over your skin as he leaned in, kissing you gently. When he pulled away, his eyes were soft, filled with adoration. "I’m so happy," he whispered, holding you close again. "We’re going to make this work. You and me. Together."

You held onto him, your heart racing as you sank into the warmth of his embrace. There was no doubt in your mind anymore that this was the right path. Rafe was going to be an incredible father, and you were both going to navigate this journey side by side.

Rafe’s arms tightened around you, and you could feel the smile on his face as he whispered again, "I’m so glad we’re doing this together. I can’t wait to experience every single moment with you."

And as the night stretched on, you knew that everything would be okay. With Rafe by your side, you had everything you needed to face this new chapter in your life.

[blue2jay]

Making the twins

Making the twins

Summary: you and Leon try for a baby

You're lying in bed with Leon's on top of you. He's completely naked, and his cock is already hard. You can see the anticipation in his eyes as he looks down at you.

"I can't believe we're actually doing this," you say, with a hint of excitement in your voice.

"Believe it, baby," Leon replies, as he starts to kiss your neck. "We're going to make a baby tonight."

Leon's lips are soft against your skin, and you can feel his breath against your ear as he whispers sweet nothings to you. You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you, as he starts to grind his hips against yours.

“~Fuck~” You groaned.

You can feel his cock pressing against your pussy, and you're already wet with anticipation. You moan softly as he starts to kiss your lips, his tongue exploring your mouth as you taste him.

"Fuck, you taste good," Leon growls, as he breaks the kiss. "I can't wait to feel you around my cock."

Leon starts to kiss his way down your body, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He stops at your breasts, taking one nipple into his mouth and teasing it with his tongue. You arch your back, moaning louder as he starts to suck on your nipple, his other hand tweaking and pinching your other nipple.

"Oh god, Leon," you moan, as he continues to tease your nipples. "That feels so good."

Leon continues to kiss his way down your body, stopping at your pussy. He looks up at you, a wicked smile on his face, as he spreads your legs apart. You can feel the cool air against your wet pussy, and you moan as he starts to lick your pussy lips.

"Fuck, you taste so good," Leon growls, as he starts to lick your pussy. He licks your clit, teasing it with his tongue, before plunging his tongue into your pussy. You moan louder as he starts to fuck you with his tongue, your hips bucking as you feel yourself getting closer to orgasm.

"Don't stop, Leon," you moan, as he continues to lick your pussy. "I'm so close."

“Do it, baby, cum for me” He ordered against your cunt.

You do, your body shuddering as you come hard, your orgasm rippling through you like a wave.

You feel Leon press soft kisses against your pussy and you shudder.

“Leon “ you gasped out.

Leon hums against you.

"I want you inside me," You gasped, your voice filled with desire.

Leon didn't need to be told twice as he licked his way back up your body, the trail he left turning cold.

You can feel his hardness pressing against your wetness, and you can’t help but try as grind up into him.

You feel Leon's hand go underneath your body.

The next moment Leon turns you both over, putting him on the bottom and you on top.

“Want you to ride me, baby”

Leon groans, his hands tightening on your ass as he thrusts upwards, impaling you on his dick

“~Ohhh fuck Leon~ you screamed in pleasure, your pussy clenching around Leon's dick.

Leon continued to thrust hard and fast his hand gripping your hips.

You press your hands on his pecs trying to stay steady.

“Shit your tight” he hissed.

You can only moan in response, your body tightening as you feel the familiar stirrings of an orgasm building inside you. Leon must feel it too, because he starts to move even faster, his thrusts becoming erratic as he chases his own release.

Come for me, baby,” he growls, his voice barely above a whisper.

You do, your body shuddering as you come hard, your orgasm rippling through you like a wave. Leon follows shortly after, his cock twitching inside you as he fills you up with his seed.

You both look at each other, a wicked glint in your eyes. “Want to try for another baby?” you ask, a teasing smile on your lips.

Leon laughs, his eyes lighting up with excitement. “Always,” he replies, pulling you in for a deep, passionate kiss.

The two of you spend the rest of the day trying for another baby, your lovemaking becoming more and more passionate as the day goes on. By the time night falls you’re both exhausted but happy.

[completeoveranalysis]

[7]

I- 

APPARENTLY THERE IS ANOTHER THING. Now Clow Reed has traded his life as a price to pay for Syaoran’s. 

WHICH IS ALL VERY WELL AND GOOD BUT MY GOD HE IS SKATING BY ON A TECHNICALITY THERE. More Cardcaptor Sakura spoilers in this post.

Like YES ok he isn’t alive but he didn’t ‘die’ in the traditional sense, and there are two half Clow Reeds walking around alive right this very moment, BUT apparently that is still enough of a price! HE, the original, the Full Clow Reed Experience, is still "current status: not alive", so that looks like it’s enough of a price. 

I suppose his magic itself is also listed as a very significant part of the exchange here too, which neatly ties back into Cardcaptor Sakura yet again. There it was Running Out and this would add another reason why that's the situation they're dealing with (beyond him being dead, which is apparently not enough); he had traded the rest of it away, for Tsubasa Syaoran, so there was none left to keep everything going. Or like, there's something about Eriol in that as well, I can't remember. Eriol inherited the REST of Clow's power, but not as much of it by far, on purpose, so I guess all the missing magic was traded away.

But EVEN SO it feels like an entire universe shift inside my mind here, where we are rewriting the entire reasoning behind Clow Reed’s death into the very fabric of Tsubasa as if it was that way all along. Like, goodness, when was Cardcaptor Sakura? When did that air for my country - the year 2000? That’s over twenty years of a fact living inside my brain before redesigning the entire truth behind it now in 2024. 

Though let’s be real part of that is my fault for reading this so slowly. But still.

I was about to move on but I just also want to go back to Yuuko and add that Yuuko is paving the way for Sakura on two fronts - or switching herself out for two different Sakuras. Her spot in Existence, in the Revived-From-The-Verge-Of-Death-and-In-Between-Reality Zone was given to Super Sakura, which was originally framed as if that was the end of Yuuko already. But now we find out that WHILE that space went to Super Sakura, Yuuko kind of still exists in the world of dreams - but now she’s formally trading her life away for our clone Sakura’s life, so she can continue living once again. 

Oh and the romance of it all. Yuuko and Clow Reed being a tragic couple who couldn’t have the life together that they had in mind, passing their spots in life on to another doomed couple who now CAN have a life together. Yuuko and Clow being hyper powerful beings, willingly trading places with broken clones who didn’t naturally exist in the first place, so that they can be together and fix everything else in their stead. 

Yuuko and Clow (mostly just Clow) breaking the universe, and then passing the torch onto the couple who will fix it instead. 

And add in how involved they were in the process too! Knowing that they would trade their lives away to help these two, and then doing everything they could to help them actually get here in the end. Clow giving up his entire life to go and raise Sakura as long as he could, and Yuuko watching over and helping Syaoran and Sakura on their journey as much as possible, let alone - OH. WAIT. Clow Reed in the Clow Kingdom raising Sakura and Syaoran, while Yuuko helps raise Watanuki, yet another accidental clone person who only came into being because of mistakes they made.

The symmetry of that is wonderful. 

And even like, the framing of Yuuko’s position as the audience understands it. At the start of the story it seems like Yuuko is mostly neutral, if sympathetic, and over time it seems like she’s working towards a greater goal of saving the universe and so it suits her to watch over them. But SURPRISE she and Clow have been deeply involved in raising and supporting these two (or three) from the very beginning of their lives, working heavily behind the scenes to make deals and push people in directions that would eventually spiral around and help them get here - so that Clow and Yuuko could trade their lives away to give Sakura and Syaoran both another chance at life. 

Like OH the secret parents who stepped up and guided these kids when they had no-one else. These kids who weren’t technically born and weren’t originally meant to exist, and Clow and Yuuko stepping in and becoming the parental figures who give up absolutely everything to make sure it turns out ok for them in the end. I just really enjoy that.

[sports-on-sundays]

gavi and reader long distance relationship ? then they meet up and he hugs her so tight at the airport! then he takes her around the city and shows her to his friends!

long distance / Pablo Gavi

Summary: Pablo x girlfriend!reader - You meet up with Pablo for the first time after being in a long-distance relationship for way too long.

Warnings: tiny bit of language

Requested?: Yessir

"So... next week, right...? That's when you'll be here?" Pablo asks, his sweet brown eyes shining excitedly through your phone screen.

You grin. "Yeah, if everything goes according to plan, that is."

He beams back. "I can't wait to see you and touch you and hug you... Can we cuddle the first night you come?"

You laugh. "Of course we can cuddle! Don't I always whine about how I wish we could cuddle?!"

Pablo grins. "Just wanted to make sure."

"Why do you think I'm always hugging my pillow during our late-night FaceTimes?" you tease. "It's because I'm wishing I could be cuddling with you."

Pablo's brown eyes warm even more at this, and he murmurs, "We can cuddle as much as we want and need, once you arrive in Barcelona... to make up for all the times we haven't been able to."

You feel a little flutter in your chest at his pure sincerity, before murmuring back, "I can't wait."

"Pa- Pablo?!" you squeal in shock, your whole body freezing in utter excitement, when you see your boyfriend in the airport.

He looks up, and your eyes meet.

For the first time, in real life, you get to see those beautiful, lovely, warm, sweet, handsome brown eyes that you absolutely adore so much.

You gasp a little.

"Y/n..." he barely breathes.

You've been replaying this moment again and again in your head, trying to convince yourself that there's no reason to make a scene, and that seeing Pablo physically won't be any different from seeing him on the phone, and the hug will be nice, but there's no reason to flip your wig over it, etc., etc.

All the sudden, now, though, and Pablo immediately runs for you when he sees you, all those rational, nice, respectable thoughts vanish from your head, and all your care about is the excitement and adrenaline of finally seeing your love, for the first time, in real life.

And then it comes.

You gasp as you become completely enveloped in Pablo's strong warmth, his arms wrapping so tight around you as your cheek falls into his chest. "Oh, Pablo..." you breathe, wrapping your arms back around him weakly. "Do you know how long I've waited for this moment? How much I've dreamed of this moment?"

He smiles into your hair, kissing your scalp, and murmurs, "No, but I'm sure it wasn't as much as I waited for it." A soft, heavenly chuckle escapes him, and now, finally, for the first time, you can feel the vibration of his lovely laugh. You can hear it with your own ears, and not through a phone screen. You can feel his heartbeat gently against your cheek, in his chest.

All the sudden, it's all so real.

And you feel like you'd be content if the moment never ended.

"This is like heavennn..." you breathe, snuggling into Pablo even more. "I feel like I just can't get close enough to you!"

He giggles a bit, wrapping arms around you even tighter. You lay in his bed in his apartment after you've spent the day together since you arrived in Barcelona, and now are just enjoying each other's company and touch. "I know... so much to make up for." He kisses the tip of your nose.

You grin and give him a big smooch on the cheek, rambling, "I love your laugh... your hair is so soft... you eyes are even brighter in real life... My God, you're everything I've ever dreamed of... This is better than I though it would be!"

Pablo laughs and nods. Sometimes he's not always been a man of many words, but you know how he is. He's told you he's very physically affectionate. So you know he's so incredibly thankful and happy to be able to have you in his arms now.

This is his way of showing love, and you absolutely adore it.

After a little while, though, of just cuddling in silence, Pablo says, "So, for tomorrow... I know you've been really excited to go to Barcelona, right, not just for me, but also because it's a city you've always wanted to go to?"

You nod, confirming that his memory of your words is correct, but then add, stroking his cheek, "Yes, but you're the main reason, of course."

He pecks your lips, grinning, before saying, "The point is, since you're my girlfriend and I love you and I want you to be happy and for all your dreams to come true, I was wondering if tomorrow you wanted me to give you a little tour around Barcelona?"

Your eyes widen. "Wait, really? You'd really do that? But aren't you busy, Pablo?"

He grins. "Do you think I'm ever too busy for you?"

You roll your eyes, loving the stupid, little, soft-spoken comment. "Seriously, Pablo, though. You don't have other things going on?"

"Not tomorrow, no," he smiles. "I planned it that way, so I could have a whole day with my love, the day after she gets here."

"Awww, baby," you giggle, covering your mouth, before throwing your arms around him and murmuring into his neck, "C'mere... I love you so much..." So you snuggle into each other so much, until you're basically just a tangle of arms and legs, and two pumping hearts completely in love.

The next morning, you're awakened in the most perfect way, in a way that you've never been awakened before- by Pablo's arms wrapping around you, his kiss meeting your cheek, and his soft whisper in your ear, "Wake up, my love. I have so many places to show you today. There's so much fun to be had."

You roll over, looking up at him with a little half-lidded smile, feeling warmth spread throughout your whole body. "What a perfect thing to wake up to. My handsome boyfriend's arms around me." You chuckle, eyes shining as you sit up and stretch your arms.

He just smiles and says, "It feels great to finally be able to wake you up in that way. Instead of just, I don't know, your phone ringing or something."

So soon, the two of you are walking out the door together, hand in hand, to Pablo's car, to begin your day in Barcelona.

He brings you everywhere- to the most famous sites that you've dreamed of seeing for years, that all the tourists go to, but also the little, perfect, less extravagant places that Pablo has grown to love from his time in Barcelona.

After hours of walking around and exploring, the two of you sit in a park at a picnic bench across from each other, eating some fast food you picked up for lunch, since Pablo promised you that he had reservations for someplace much nicer for dinner to treat you.

The reservations are for 5:30 P.M., though, and right now, it's only 1:30 P.M. Since you'll have to be home to get ready at around 4:30 P.M., you still both have about three hours to kill.

As you finish your lunch, you squeeze Pablo's hand, which you're casually holding across the table, and say, "So, now what?"

"Well," Pablo says, clearly having a planned idea by the sneaky little smile on his face, "We do have some extra time... I was wondering if you'd like to meet some of my friends here in Barcelona."

You look up from your food, meeting his eyes. "Oh, of course..."

His grin widens. "I mean my teammates. Some of them."

Your eyes widen. "No... you're kidding," you laugh. The fact that your boyfriend is world famous is enough. You never really thought about the possibly of meeting some of his other world famous teammates!

He grins. "I'm not. I mean, only if you'd like to, of course. I guess I assumed you would."

"Of course I'd like to!" you say, the grin finally coming to your face as you register what he's really offering.

"Good!" he says, nodding and standing up, picking up the trash from your food. You stand up with him, and the two of you head to his car, dropping off the garbage in one of the park trash cans on the way.

As Pablo gets driving, you ask, "Did you seriously plan out this entire day, just for me?"

"Yes," Pablo says after a few moments, before adding, "I mean, it's the arrival of my beautiful girlfriend! I wanted to make you feel important, and appreciated. I want you to know how much this means to me. I'm so glad you're here, and I know how much sacrifice you had to make to travel here all by yourself, across the world."

Just those words touch you, and you say softly, taking his hand again, "Aw, Pablo... you sweetheart."

He glance at you and says with slight playfulness, "I'm only so much of a sweetheart because I know you deserve to be treated like a princess."

You chuckle and grin, playfully slapping his hand, before wrapping your hand in his again, saying, "Oh, stop. You're making me blush."

"Okay, okay."

It's not long before you arrive at the Barcelona training facilities, and you say as Pablo parks, "Seriously? Here? Don't tell me your skipped training for all this!"

"No, no, I didn't. I just told the guys they should meet here. But we don't have training today, it's a day off."

"You planned it all so well!" you exclaim, grinning at him.

He shrugs and respond simply, "Well, thank you," just finally accepting your showering of compliments.

So he brings you inside the building, leading you down the hallway, until the two of you get to a door. He puts the hand that's he's not using to hold yours on the doorknob and says softly, giving you a little smile, "You ready?"

You chuckle. "Born ready."

He nods and turns the knob, pushing the door open, going in first, you following, never letting go of each other's hands. Once you're inside, though, he moves his hand up to wrap around your shoulders, pulling you close to his side, and he says, "Hello, guys."

All the men in the training room who are sitting around or casually working out look up, immediate smiles appearing on many of their faces. There's not a lot of them there, but all the ones that are, you most certainly recognize.

Still, though, Pablo says, "I know none of these guys need an introduction, but, Y/n, this is Pedri, Fermín, Ferran, and Pablo Torre. And guys, this is my lovely, beautiful, perfect girlfriend, Y/n." With that, he leans in and gently kisses your temple.

You giggle at Pablo's affection as the four of them nod and say 'hello' and what not.

That's when Pedri says: "Finally, the day has come, when we all get to meet the young lady Gavi here seems to never stop yapping about."

You laugh and say excitedly, "Really?" as Pablo chuckles as well and pulls up two chairs for the two of you to sit in.

As you all sit down, Fermín pipes in, "Oh, yes. You're all he talks about lately. Y/n, your boyfriend is down bad for you." Fermín then adds, giving Pablo a little pat, "He was so busy missing you, I'm sure he's ecstatic now."

You giggle and say, "I think he is. He's treated me like a queen today."

Pablo just smiles and takes your hand, less open about his lavishing compliments in front of his friends. That's okay, you get it.

"I believe it," comments Ferran simply, before adding, "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Y/n."

You nod in agreement and say, "You too, to all of you. It's a pleasure. I always want to get to know Pablo's friends more... not to mention that you're all amazing football players!"

They all chuckle and thank you wholeheartedly. After that, the conversation goes on as you get to know some of Pablo's friends more who play with him. They're all sweethearts, though you're not surprised by that. You knew Pablo would only surround himself with good, credible friends. The small talk goes on for some time, until it's ready to go. You say goodbye to them, and the two of you head out. Once you and Pablo are back in the car, though, about to get driving away, you suddenly say, "Oh! I forgot to get pictures and autographs!"

There's a few beats of silence from Pablo, before he can't help but let out a little laugh and say, "Seriously?!"

"What do you mean?" you ask in surprise, looking back at him.

"You didn't ask for a picture or an autograph from me."

You stare. "Did you want me to? I mean, your my boyfriend. You know I have plans to move here with you. And once that happens, I'll be seeing you literally every day."

Pablo just says with a little smile, "Same way with my friends. It's not like they'll remain far off shining stars, either. My friends are your friends as much as you want them to be."

You consider this for a few seconds in thought, before saying, "Huh. I guess your right!"

Pablo chuckles and shrugs, nodding. As he starts driving, Pablo says, "Cristo said he'd be able to visit before the end of your trip, too, so you'll be able to meet him."

"Oh, good. The famously acclaimed Cristo!"

"Hah, yeah. I think you'll like him a lot, too."

I grin and nod, saying, "It seems you pick your friends well, Pablo."

He glances to you with a cute little smile and responds back simply, "I picked my girlfriend even better."

You can't help but grin, saying, "Oh, stop! That was actually smooth!"

"I try," he says with a little laugh as you arrive at his house and he says, "You ready to get ready for our nice dinner?"

You grin and nod, getting out of the car. You head to the door, hand-in-hand, and as you walk in, you say, "I know just what I'll wear!"

"Oh, good," Pablo responds, closing the door behind him, before gently taking your waist just to look down at you, into your eyes, and say gently, "I can't wait to see it." He gently sweeps a loose strand of hair from your face and gently pecks your lips, before releasing his hands from your waist to let you go off to get ready.

He sighs, contented, sinking into the couch. He shuts his eyes, a little excited smile creeping up on his face as he whispers, so he can hear, "My God. I love that girl. So damn much."

[sugawhaaa]

JEONGIN SMUT HEADCANONS

Sex with Jeongin would...

[Dom ver]

Warnings//genre:: SMUT, oral, fingering, BDSM, spit play, sweat fetish, auralism, probably more I forget 😭

Pairing:: dom!jeongin x sub!fem!reader

A/N:: I accidentally used the same photo twice but...Shh I'm too lazy to re-edit the thingy. Also the tiles for each section are a little vague, it's just for the vibes

Skz masterlist:: 🎀

🎧::

Feel like::

☆-Jeongin is a sucker for deep and fast sex...like listen Jeongin can be impatient as hell and he just needs to get in there yk what I mean?

☆-I can see him being a bit of a tease with this like when he first goes inside he waits like a few second before just putting in all of his pent up lust into pounding into you.

☆-Jeongin has been getting big asf lately and I can see him kinda having a size kink, ofc in the sense that he's bigger than you, so doing things like lifting you by your hips or guiding your body by the waist is totally his thing.

☆-Messy kisses with a fuck ton of tongue while fucking you 😫

☆-he likes to put his hands around your face and neck area. Not deliberately choking but just asserting his control, you know? Also making a mess of your spit, dipping his fingers into your mouth and making you suck on them.

☆-some spanking every now and then ^^

☆-He loves to roam his hands all over your body, your tits, thighs, ass, tummy, back, wherever he has access to his hands are gently massaging.

☆-hes so gentle when taking your clothes off ggrrr but once in a blue moon he doesn't give a fuck, he needs you naked right fucking now.

☆-You'll find his fingers in your hair quite often. Sometimes it's to pull your head back and add just a twinge of pain or other times it's just to ground himself and pull your head closer to kiss you deeper.

☆-his fingers are so long and feel perfect against or in your body. He'd use this kind of method where he sorts through your folds with his fingers by gently gliding his finger down the seam of your pussy.

☆-his fingers also hit very deep inside you to the point he has to curl his fingers so he doesn't hurt you <3

☆-hes not very into anal or anything but he would like to put a vibrator in one of the two holes and then fuck the other 😩🤌

Sound like::

☆-this man loves dirty talk so much that he is just rambling and rambling the entire time in between moans and cries. He'd say all kinds of kinky things you wouldn't imagine him to say but...he does have a freaky side.

☆-"I love it when you make that pretty face" "stick your tongue out," "awh is my baby crying?" "Shh, it's okay, you can cum soon,"

☆-He really likes hearing the sounds of your bodies colliding in anyway, the sound of your tongues dancing, the bed creaking, his hips slapping against your ass, his tongue sorting through your folds, and the sounds you make when you suck him off 😩

☆-sometimes he'll play music in the background to set the mood as well, something lofi and more relaxing than sexual unless, of course, it's one of those real freaky nights.

☆-wet noises <3 when he fingers your wet pussy so deep and he can hear your arousal sorting through his fingers.

☆-hearing your moans is his favorite thing ever, he does anything and everything to make you moan louder and higher pitched.

☆-as I mentioned earlier he is a deep and fast kinda guy so you best believe the bedframe is often begging for mercy 😁 (imagine the headboard hitting against the wall all night while the members are just trying to sleep)

☆-whispering dirty words to you <3

☆-he curses a lot during sex, though he kind of feels bad about it. He wants to keep it romantic and passionate but when your walls hug him so tightly and your nails are digging into his back he can't hold back.

☆-"Oh fuck baby," "shit I'm close!" "God damn baby, you suck me so fucking good,"

☆-I can see Jeongin making a mix of noises between grunts, moans, growls, and so on, you get the point. He's very vocal though, loud and passionate, he doesn't hold back a thing.

☆-he isn't too into daddy type tropes but he does love calling you all kinds of things that make you feel small, like babygirl, darling, princess, etc. However he is into calling you mommy 👀 but that's for the next part

☆-basically to sum up this section, sex with Jeongin is loud and he loves embracing that fact.

Look like::

☆-hear me out...sweaty sex. I feel like he'd sweat quite easily when pounding you, sweat building along his hairline and down that sharp ass jawline 😩

☆-Sometimes I feel like people forget how sexy his body is, his thin waist that perfectly tapers to his sturdy hips and thick thighs, like come on.

☆-Most of the time you'll see Jeongin on top of you in the dark. The only light source being the night sky as he looms over you, his broad chest covering your body as his knees trap you between him 🥴

☆-backshots...also cumming onto your tummy as well 🤌 he does really like creampies but he loves messy sex even more. Usually in one session he'll cum outside and inside of you at least once each. A good balance.

☆-he loves loves loves making you squirt. That sexy face you make every time, the way your body moves on its own, the way you moan, it's everything to him and best of all, the mess you make, all for him.

☆-this may sound weird but I can see him smiling a fair bit during sex. After very explosive orgasms or when it just feels so good he has to smile with a little chuckle.

☆-bro would love shower sex, I firmly believe this, so seeing him all wet is a common occurrence during sex. His hair clinging to his face as water drops down his face and chest before pressing you against the wall to fuck you all over again.

Taste like::

☆-this man eats pussy so good, have you seen his tongue work on stage? He knows how to make a woman cum 5 times over in one sitting.

☆-I can see him being really sloppy when he eats you out, his saliva dripping down on his chin and all over your pussy.

☆-oral for him can be whatever really. Sometimes it's slow an sensual or romantic and sometimes it's more...erotic

☆-he loves hearing the sounds of his cock wedging down your throat though 😩 and he likes when you let him cum on your face or make cum bubbles etc, be messy.

☆-eating you out from behind >>> he'd get you to go on all fours and he'd come up behind you to make out with your cunt.

☆-he loves spreading your folds, thighs, or ass when eating you out, he needs to get right up in there.

☆-he's the type of guy to not finger when he eats you out, he doesn't need his fingers to make you cum, only his sweet tongue and lips.

[woozinhos]

pussy drunk joshua with a breeding kink would be the death of me.

can you write something about it? pls pls. thanks also

ps. i love u and ur works

Ahhh of course anon I hope you enjoy!! Oh my god stop thank you so much love u too hehe

Joshua is completely lost in the taste and scent of your pussy. He's buried his face between your legs, his tongue lapping at your clit like a man possessed. He's moaning and whimpering into your skin, the sound of it sending shivers down your spine.

He's been at it for what feels like hours, his focus solely on making you cum and pleasuring you. As he eats you out, you can't help but notice the way he's grinding his hips against the bed, his own arousal reaching its peak. As he eats you out, you can hear him muttering something under his breath, the words barely audible.

"Gonna breed you," he whispers, his voice muffled against your skin. "Gonna fill you up with my cum."

Joshua's words send a jolt of pleasure through your body, your walls clenching around his tongue at the thought. He can feel your reaction, and it only makes him more determined to fulfill his desire. He pulls back for a moment, looking up at you with lust-filled eyes.

"You want that, don't you?" he growls, his voice low and rough. "You want me to breed you, fill you up with my cum until you're dripping with it."

Joshua dives back in, his tongue and fingers working in tandem to bring you closer and closer to the edge. He can feel you getting closer, your body trembling and your moans getting louder. He knows you're close, and he knows just how to push you over the edge.

"I'm gonna fill you up," he whispers against your skin. "And I'm gonna make sure it takes. I'm gonna make sure you're carrying my baby."

Joshua grinds his hips into the bed, his own body desperate for release as he continues to eat you out.

He's getting close too, his cock straining and leaking precum against the sheets. He can feel the tension building in his own body, but he's determined to make you cum first. He redoubles his efforts, his tongue and fingers working furiously as he pushes you closer and closer to your peak.

"I need to fuck you," Joshua growls, his voice thick with need. "I can't wait any longer. I need to be inside you."

Joshua sits up, his chest heaving as he takes in the sight of you, spread out and panting beneath him. He quickly pulls off his trousers and underwear, revealing his rock-hard cock, slick with precum. He looks down at you, his eyes dark with desire and need.

"Are you ready for me, baby?" he asks, his voice rough and low. "Are you ready to take all of me?"

You nod eagerly, your body aching for him to be inside you.

Joshua positions himself between your legs, his cock hovering at your entrance. He looks down at you, his eyes locked with yours as he slowly pushes inside. He lets out a low groan as he sinks into you, the tightness of your walls around him almost too much to bear.

"You feel so good," he whispers, his hands gripping your hips tightly. "So tight and wet for me."

Joshua pauses for a moment, allowing you to adjust to his size before he begins to move. He starts with slow, deep thrusts, his hips grinding against yours as he fills you up completely. He looks down at you with a mixture of adoration and hunger, his eyes drinking in the sight of you beneath him.

"You're so perfect," he murmurs, his voice thick with emotion. "So perfect for me."

As Joshua loses control, his breeding kink starts to take over. He begins to pound into you with an almost animalistic intensity, his hips snapping against yours with each thrust. He's muttering under his breath again, the words barely audible through his ragged breaths.

"Gonna breed you," he grunts, his fingers digging into your hips hard enough to leave bruises. "Gonna fill you up with my cum and make you mine."

Joshua's thrusts become more erratic, his body shaking with the force of his need. He's close, so close to the edge, but he's holding back, wanting to make sure you cum first. He reaches down between your bodies, his fingers finding your clit and rubbing it in quick, firm circles.

"Cum for me," he growls, his voice almost desperate. "Cum for me and let me breed you, baby."

You feel the pressure building inside you, your body on the brink of release. Joshua's relentless pace and his skilled fingers on your clit push you over the edge, and you cry out as you come, your walls clenching around him tightly. He lets out a deep, guttural moan as he feels you cum, his hips stuttering against yours as he loses control.

"Fuck," he gasps, his eyes rolling back in his head as he reaches his own peak. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna fill you up-"

Joshua buries himself deep inside you as he cums, his body shuddering and his cock twitching as he spills his seed inside you. He collapses on top of you, his chest heaving and his breath coming in ragged gasps. He buries his face in your neck, pressing soft kisses against your skin as he slowly comes down from his high.

"God, that was amazing," he whispers, his voice still thick with pleasure. "You're so perfect, baby. So perfect for me."

As Joshua pulls out of you, he looks down at the mess between your legs, a satisfied smile on his face. He runs his fingers through the mixture of your juices and his cum, collecting it on his fingers.

"Look at this," he murmurs, holding his fingers up to show you. "You're so full of my cum, baby. It's dripping out of you."

Joshua brings his fingers to your mouth, his eyes dark with desire.

"Taste it," he commands, his voice rough. "Taste us together."

You obediently open your mouth, taking his fingers inside and sucking them clean. The taste of his cum mixed with your own juices is intoxicating, and you can't help but moan softly as you clean his fingers. Joshua watches you intently, his eyes burning with lust.

"Good girl," he murmurs, his voice full of praise. "You're such a good girl for me, taking my cum like that."

[chxrry-lv]

쇼타로 - Fake hickeys.. -> O.ST

Synopsis -> Shotaro comes home to see that you have a hicky.

Paring-> Bf!Shotaro x Gf-Fem!Reader.

Warning-> a slight bit of angst but mostly fluff!

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"Baby?" Shotaro called out when the front door closed. "Are you home?"

"I'm upstairs!" You replied and heard his feet on the stairs as she hurried to you.

He's been gone since early this morning and it's now after ten o'clock so he’s been busy all day long and all he wants is to hold and kiss you.

As he entered the bedroom, he sent you a bright smile and ran over to you.

Plopping down on the bed beside you, he rolled over and threw his arms around you before kissing your face lovingly.

You laughed happily and the sound melted Shotaro’s heart.

"I've missed you so much today" he said before putting his lips on yours. "I'm so happy to be home."

"I'm happy you're home too, my love. I missed you so much."

He put his lips on yours and gave you a loving kiss before letting out a soft sigh and placing her forehead on yours.

For a few seconds, his hands gently rested on your cheeks but you gently took hold of them and brought them to your lips to kiss his fingers and his palms.

"I love you."

"I love you too." You whispered and then let out a shaky breath as she began to kiss your jaw.

"Wait."

"What?"

"Don't you want to talk a little? Tell me about your day."

"Later, baby," he smirked. "I have other things I want to do right now."

You chuckled before he lips brushed against your jaw again.

"My beautiful girl. All I want to do is kiss you everywhere. It was such a long day and I've been waiting so impatiently to get home to you."

You couldn't speak though.

Because you were so lost in the bliss she was bringing you as she kissed your skin.

Your heart was pounding and with every kiss, it just beat harder and faster against your chest.

The desire was intense and as his fingers began to trail across your body, you hoped that they'd lead to one particular part of your body where you needed his touch so much.

But you knew it wouldn't last long.

And you were right... his pulled away from your neck and gasped in disbelief over what she saw.

It had caught her eye when he’d looked across your body as he trailed kisses down to your neck.

"Oh, my god," He mumbled before looking at you. "Y/N, what the hell is this?"

"What?" You asked innocently, making Shotaro scoff and get up from the bed.

"Don't do that! Don't act innocent. I know you know exactly what I'm talking about!" He spoke and as the words left his lips, he raised his voice more. "That's a hickey!"

You sat up but you couldn't look his in the eyes and Shotaro knew that was an admission of guilt.

"I knew it. I knew it was a hickey. Who gave it to you? Tell me now!"

"No one."

"Don't lie. You didn't give it to yourself!" He shouted. "It's impossible. So you look me in the eyes and tell me who was here and who gave it to you!"

You looked up and gazed into his brown eyes as he stood across the room, looking angrier than you had ever seen her.

"I'm telling you that no one gave me a hickey."

He shook his head and rubbed his temples.

"You're lying to me. You're looking into my eyes and lying. You didn't have that when I left this morning and you can't give that to yourself."

You stayed quiet and he shook his head again, unable to believe what was happening.

"I'm so disappointed. You're such a liar, Y/N. I'm done. I'm over this."

You watched he go over to the closet and grab his bag.

"Where are you going?"

"Leaving! You don't want to tell me the truth so I'm leaving."

"I'll tell you the truth."

He sighed before dropping his bag and turning to face you with her arms folded over her chest.

"You have to watch carefully though."

"Whatever." He grumbled.

You grabbed your makeup wipes and began to drag one across your neck, removing the hickey from your skin.

He stepped closer and then looked at the makeup wipe to see that it was covered in makeup.

"That was fake?"

"Yeah." You said before tossing it. "I was only messing with you. I would never cheat on you."

He clenched his jaw and gazed at you in silence for a moment before he gently pushed you onto the bed.

"Shotaro?"

"You're trying to prank me with fake hickeys? That's not cool." He said as he looked into your eyes. "Be quiet while I give you some real ones."

"You're not mad?" You asked as you raised your eyebrows.

"Oh, I'm pissed, Y/N. I'm very upset, don't get me wrong. But I'm going to get a little revenge here. No more fake hickeys. I'm giving you some real ones. Lots and lots of them. And you're not going to cover them." He started to kiss your neck and a soft sigh left your lips.

"What about when we go for dinner tomorrow?"

"Let the world see them. I don't care." He said as he began to mark you, causing a moan to leave your lips.

"I'm sorry though. Just so you know." You said and Shotaro pulled away to look at you.

Letting out a heavy breath, he brushed his fingers across your skin.

"It's fine. It was a stupid prank but I won't hold it against you... this time. Do it again though and I'll leave for real. I don't like pranks, darling."

"I know. Never again, I swear."

"Good." He smiled. "Now be quiet and let me give you some hickeys, baby girl."

You put your head back against the pillows and let a few moans of his name leave your lips as he gave you a few hickeys.

And the only thing you could think about was how excited you were to see the real hickeys on your skin compared to the fake ones before.

©chxrry-lv

[sincerelykimii]

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You worked for Bucky Barnes as his assistant, and Bucky was a cocky and overly confident boss who had it all, money, good looks, hot body, but that didn't mean he was a nice person, as you brought him his coffee he complained how it wasn't to his liking although it was how he likes it, as you tried to defend yourself, he cut you off. "I'm sorry? Who's the assistant here?.. that's right you..and I think this job is the only thing keeping you away from losing your home...I'd be a shame you got fired..".

I bite my bottom lip struggling to keep my composure, ever since I’ve worked for this prick he has been nothing but rude. Don’t get me wrong he’s attractive as hell but god that personality is ugly, “Sorry Mr. Barnes, I’ll get you a new one.” I say taking the coffee cup from his hand gently.

he scoffs watching you take the cup away, his eyes following your movements, his gaze lingering on your plump lips as you bite your bottom lip, he can't help but think how soft and inviting they look. He shakes his head slightly, trying to get rid of those thoughts. "You know what?" He says, I stop in my tracks, rolling my eyes before turning to face him, “what?” I say barely above a whisper. I can feel my blood boiling, ready to overflow. I would’ve quit already if it wasn’t for the money, god…I really need the money.

He leans back in his chair, a wicked smirk playing on his lips as he observes your visible irritation. Crossing his arms over his broad chest, he chuckles softly. "Actually, on second thought, forget the coffee. I think what I really need is... your opinion on something." I nod tossing the coffee in the trash, “my opinion…?” I mumble, my brows furrowing in a confused expression, I think back to last week immediately, “I don’t need your fucking opinion y/n, I know what I’m doing!” Bucky yelled right after I added onto his sentence about helping the company. Crazy thing is my opinion did help improve the company. I snap out of my thoughts as my feet lead me to the chair infront of his desk.

He watches you walk towards the chair, his eyes roaming over your figure, taking in the way your hips sway with each step. He leans forward, his elbows on the desk as he regards you with a serious expression. "Yes, y/n, your opinion. Specifically, about me." I tilt my head slightly, I’m shocked he’s even talking to me about something so…personal. At a loss for words I simply just nod my head waiting for his question. His eyes twinkle with amusement at your hesitation, clearly enjoying having you on edge. He stands up slowly, walking around the desk to lean against it, making sure to keep a decent distance but close enough to make you slightly uncomfortable. "You know what I've noticed?"

I look up at Bucky my eyes drifting to his lips occasionally, god if wasn’t so attractive I would’ve been uncomfortable with a man this close to me. “what have you noticed sir?” I say mimicking my head tilt from a few moments before, His eyes flick to my lips briefly before meeting your gaze again. He crosses his arms, his biceps bulging slightly. "I've noticed that whenever I give an order or make a decision, you always have this look on your face like you want to say something but you hold back."

I swallow nervously, this is it. he’s firing me. “I don’t know what you’re talking about sir.” I say letting the lie slip through my lips, the bitter taste making my nose scrunch ever so slightly.

Bucky’s lips curl into a knowing smirk as he watches the subtle twitches across your face, amused by your obvious discomfort and poorly concealed lie. "Oh really? Because I would swear that look on your face screams 'I have a brilliant idea that could save your ass but I'm terrified of speaking up."

I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding in before meeting his gaze, our eyes locking immediately. those beautiful blue eyes, the ones that send chills down my spine when I’m getting scolded for a stupid coffee mistake, the ones that glare at me when I’m biting my lip holding back the words I know I shouldn’t say, god…those beautiful fucking eyes. I don’t know what came over me but I open my mouth to say something, I’m definitely getting fired. “I’m not terrified of speaking up, I’m…I’m terrified of losing this job.”

Bucky’s smirk fades, replaced by a look of surprise, then something softer, almost tender. He uncrosses his arms, his voice dropping to a low, intimate tone. "Why would you think I'm going to fire you, y/n?"

I shrug my shoulders, shaking my head slightly, “you could have any assistant you want, you clearly don’t want one who speaks up.” I say glancing at the floor attempting to avoid eye contact, but my god…it’s like his eyes, his smell, his stupid smug smirk, fuck. It’s like they’re drawing me in.

Buckys takes a step closer, his presence overwhelming your senses as he gently lifts your chin with a finger, forcing you to look into his eyes. "You're wrong, y/n. I want an assistant who's smart, bold, and isn't afraid to challenge me when I'm being an idiot." I bite my bottom lip nervously, only you Bucky Barnes can make a woman nervous with just the touch of your fingertip. “you’re not firing me?” I say my eyes flickering between his. His gaze fixes intensified on your lips as you bite them nervously. "Unless you've been stealing from me or leaking company secrets, I'm definitely not firing you." His finger traces your jawline softly before dropping his hand.

I nod glancing around the room doing anything to avoid his eye contact, I can feel my cheeks heating up and god forbid I let him see. “Is that all Mr. Barnes?” I say keeping my gaze on my fingers as I fidget with my skirt. Bucky’s eyes narrow slightly at your sudden shyness, a smirk playing on his lips as he takes a step back, giving you some space. "For now, yes. But y/n?" He pauses until you meet his gaze again, his eyes dark and intense.

I look up meeting his eyes once again, “yes?” I say barely above a whisper, afraid my voice might betray me. "Start speaking up in meetings, understand?" His tone is firm but not unkind. He watches your reaction closely, wondering if you'll shrink back into your shell or finally show some of that backbone he knows you have. "And sit back down, you're fidgeting too much." I roll my eyes playfully taking a seat, “yes sir, I will.” I say confidently, maybe this prick isn’t too bad…

[lady-divine-writes]

"Taking the Plunge" (Rated M)

On their first day in Vail, on the last-minute vacation of a lifetime, Blaine has come up with a surprise for his husband that's equal parts horrifying and confusing. (1461 words)

Read on AO3.

"Tell me why..."

"Ain't nothin' but a heartache..."

"Stop that," Kurt snaps.

"Oh, uh..." Blaine bites his lips together, stifling a giggle. But more importantly, stifling the next verse of the song. "Sorry."

Kurt breathes in, cold air shooting straight to his lungs and freezing them solid. 'This is it,' he thinks, shivering so hard his body vibrates, scooting him a foot to the left against his will. 'This is how I die. I become a human popsicle. Maybe they can preserve me, revive me in the future. God...' He glances up at the dreary sky, his view obscured by his bangs, holding their height remarkably well against the blistering breeze. 'I hope my hair keeps up.'

When they had arrived in Vail and checked in, Kurt immediately threw on his swimsuit at Blaine's request. Personally, he'd been excited to get the debauchery started! It had been too long since they'd taken a proper vacation. Yes, they live alone together and can have sex freely on every piece of furniture they own. But there was something about taking their carnal escapades to a different locale that got Kurt's blood pumping.

What can he say? He loves to travel.

After Kurt suited up, Blaine tossed him his parka and boots, then ushered his husband past the cozy lodge, with its heated mineral spring pools and five-star restaurant, to this foreboding body of black, ice-filled water. They'd stopped at the banks, joining a swimsuit-clad group already gathered and intent on jumping in. Kurt thought Blaine had dragged him there for a laugh - watch the tourists freeze their asses off before they themselves retreated to the soothing waters inside.

It horrified Kurt to no end that Blaine looked eager to take the plunge, too.

When they had planned this vacation together on their sofa in Manhattan, Blaine made no mention of participating in the Arctic Dip. But that must have been his plan all along.

Surprise!

Kurt didn't think he could find a place colder than Ohio in December.

Staring into the water in front of him, ice bobbing at the surface, he knows he's about to be proven wrong.

Everything from his nuts to his nose shrivels at the thought.

"Explain to me again," Kurt starts over, choosing his words carefully so as not to stumble upon the lyrics of another catchy boy-band earworm, "why we're about to do this."

Blaine claps his hands together, rubbing them hard to warm them, and beams ear to ear. "Because it's exhilarating!"

"Your definition of exhilarating and my definition of exhilarating are vastly different then." Kurt pulls his parka tighter around him, attempting to trap whatever heat he has left underneath. It pains him to do it, though. He is certain he has pulled most of the seams loose by now.

A group of older, less dressed gentlemen stroll by as if it's a sunny spring day and not 80 degrees below, laughing at their own jokes and nodding at Kurt and Blaine as they pass. Blaine politely adverts his eyes.

"At least we're wearing bathing suits," he kids.

"Speedos. Which you had me pack under false pretenses."

"No! No false pretenses!" Blaine pleads, hoping his plans haven't lost him access to his husband in a Speedo for the rest of their trip. "They're for the jacuzzi in our suite. I swear."

"Which we haven't even seen yet! You dragged us straight here!"

"We want to take the plunge with everyone else! Before the ice melts!"

"Do we, though?" Kurt whines.

"Yes! This is the highlight of this resort! That's why I chose it! I've been looking forward to this!"

Kurt scowls. "O-kay. If you want to do this, fine. But why can't I wait on the sidelines with a sherry and a smile?"

"Because it's a bucket list item. And we do bucket list stuff together."

"But it's on your bucket list. Not mine. Nowhere on my bucket list does it say freeze my balls off!"

"I was hoping you'd do this with me as a favor? Be supportive of my eccentricities?"

Kurt tilts his head at Blaine, carefully examining his suddenly sullen spouse. "Why do you sound embarrassed about that?"

"Because it's..." Blaine chews his lower lip, trying to avoid the inevitable reveal. But he can't. He can't put this confession off any longer. "It's a... mid-life... bucket list item."

Kurt turns fully towards his husband, eyebrow arcing sharply. "You have your bucket list divided into age groups?"

"More like milestones."

"And you can't just dye your hair blond and buy a Ferrari like everyone else?"

"You mean like my dad? And my brother? Who got it into their heads that married life was holding them back, so they messed up the best things that ever happened to them?"

"I... guess," Kurt says, softening even though every outward inch of him has become rock solid.

"Yeah, well at least they waited a few decades, right? As opposed to me, who started in high school." Blaine chuckles bitterly. "Coop always said I was an overachiever."

Kurt sighs, releasing his death grip on his cramping elbows, and takes his husband's hands. "Honey, where is this coming from?"

"I don't know," Blaine murmurs. It's a knee-jerk answer but it's also a lie. He does know. They both do. Or, at least, Kurt can guess. It was either the invitation they received to Cooper's second wedding to his second wife, taking place in June (only a month after his second divorce from wife number one finalizes... the wife Blaine loves and adores like a sister) or the heads-up from Blaine's mom that his dad, who came back a year ago to joy and revelry all around, is eloping with his secretary.

His 20-year-old secretary.

Blaine's mom broke the news to Blaine over the phone at three in the morning, hysterically crying and sloppy drunk.

But it could also be the out-of-the-blue Facebook friend request Blaine got from Eli, their favorite lighthouse. Blaine had blocked the man on everything he could think of, so to see his name and picture pop up (real picture this time) had thrown Blaine for a loop.

He almost deleted his account.

Either way, that was a ton of emotional baggage for Blaine to deal with all at once. It's ninety percent of the reason why they packed their bags last minute and ran off to Vail. Blaine couldn't face spending the holidays with his family this year.

He wouldn't even know whose house to go to.

Kurt was fine with it. His family had headed off on another Country Music Christmas Cruise. Sure he missed his dad, his stepmother, and his stepbrother.

But Kurt had never declined an invitation so fast.

He had nothing against country music. He did have an issue with being trapped in the middle of the ocean with twenty-five Bluegrass bands and nothing to eat but BBQ for two weeks. Kurt and his father were going to have to have a serious conversation about his cholesterol when the man came back to terra firma.

Blaine shivers for the first time since they've been out here, and Kurt wonders if he's finally feeling the bite in the wind, or if it's from something else.

Something frozen deep inside, so cold that ice water is actually warm enough to melt it.

Kurt looks down at the still water, abyssal black and straight out of a horror flick, then back at his husband, eyes downcast to the snow, lips turning a subtle shade of blue. Kurt knows Blaine is rethinking this decision, and normally Kurt would encourage that. But this time doing what Blaine wants, what he needs, is more important than Kurt's comfort.

And possibly his health.

"Okay, okay. I'll do this with you," Kurt says, abandoning the escape plan he had been brewing in his brain - the one where he takes a step back as his husband leaps forward and books it for the lodge - and embraces the numbing cold. "Because you're my husband, and I love you."

Blaine peeks up at his husband and smiles, a small ray of sunshine in this oppressive chill. "Thank you, Kurt." He considers adding, 'You won't regret this,' after, but he has to be real.

Kurt regrets it already.

"But whatever happens," Kurt says, unzipping his jacket quickly like ripping off a bandaid, "you are responsible for warming me up, whatever that entails, and for however long it takes. Deal?"

Blaine's shy, apologetic smile transforms.

It becomes wolfish.

Through chattering teeth and hard-pinched lips, Kurt's flirtatious tone managed to squeeze its way back into his voice.

Perhaps Blaine hasn't lost access to his husband in a Speedo after all.

Now he has to work to keep it that way.

"Deal."

[theshiftingwitch]

hi just saw your post about your shifting and manifesting experiences and wanted to ask a question but i’m not 100% how to say it so i’ll try! you along with someone else i know who shifted said they never had a “omfg i shifted” moment and were just their DR self until they shifted back. it’s almost a little mind boggling because on shifttok (i know shhh) i saw so many videos of people pissing themselves when they shifted and freaking out in their DRs or making scenarios about it etc. i apologize if you did answer this question and i didn’t see it but was there any moment where you were like yay i shifted this is cool and how/when did you decide to go back? i’m really not sure how to phrase this but if you didn’t realize in the moment while in your DR that you shifted, was the enjoyment of the shifting experience after you came back? like do the memories make you want to come back or? like if it is just normal life for you there is the excitement when you come back and remember all the stuff you did and the people you saw? (sorry if this is confusing)

The moment where I was like "oh my God yes I finally shifted oh my God it happened oh my God yay" was when I shifted back to this reality.

And it's not like I didn't know I shifted when I was in my other reality, the knowledge is there. You know when you're in your desired reality that you have shifted, you know that your awareness came from another reality, but it's not this mind-boggling earth-shattering mind blowing thought at the forefront of your mind. Your mind is working as it normally would, you're thinking about what you're going to do that day, you're thinking about your job or your school or and your friends and your meals and your plans... The experience is very normal while you're there and while you know that you shifted you're not relating the experience back to your current reality self, it is completely taken over by your desired reality self.

I never had a moment where I was like freaking out, looking at people in my desired reality and saying oh my God I'm so grateful to be here it took me so long to be here, this is surreal I can't believe I finally did it, I can't wait to shift back and tell everyone about this. Oh this moment is coming up because I scripted it or oh this moment is exactly how I imagined it to be in my cr.

None of that happened to me. And remember, all of this is my own personal experience.

Also, I never had this moment where I was looking in the mirror and thinking about how different I look to my current reality self or thinking about how foreign my body or my face felt. Everything felt very normal, like I have been that person my entire life, like I have been seeing that face and that body in the mirror my entire life. Like I have been seeing those people, interacting with them and talking to them and hanging out with them my entire life. It was only when I shifted back that the excitement took over. Because I feel like only your current reality self is going to relate to how exciting it was to finally shift because only your current reality self was trying for so long. Your desired reality selves have the awareness that you shifted but they do not share the experience because to them it was their life all along.

I have no idea of this made any modicum of sense at all, but I sure hope it did.

Happy Shifting ❤️

[hjemne]

MOTHERFUCKERS I AM GOING TO SURVIVE THE WEEK FROM HELL 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

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Lackadaisy Enrichment

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

i’ve been having a bad week and my lovely friend sent me these in the mail to cheer me up 🥺🥺 he doesn’t even like arctic monkeys but he always knows how make me feel better ❤️‍🩹