#pound my bussy

[psychicdelicz]

"IM NOT GAY" toritsuka says, trying to convince himself

IM NOT GAY??? THE FUCK????

[meowburgerz]

good morning. brain thinking. boby with gock.

[the-brainrot-central]

Have you ever been like

“ok time for me to go do x now” and then you don’t end up doing x and instead search for rule 34 on google images for an hour or two. bc that’s me rn

[merakidoll]

𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝟏 | Sylus and Gojo

synopsis : just two rivals who’s common interest is the ditzy barista

warnings : chubby bimbo reader! reader is implied to have braids ( so what does that mean? ) rivals sylus and gojo! penetration, zoom sex! masterbation ( m ) allusion to gojo getting his bussy plowed but no description! lots of pet names! lowkey a little of subby gojo! this is really more so sylus focused

gojo and sylus who were one another’s rival - but with rivals comes a common thing they both long for, and for the two ceo’s it was the pretty airhead barista who made their dark roast perfectly! the two bright haired men found the sweet thing so .. delicate; that even when she simply mix up a dark roast with a pumpkin spice - neither have the heart to tell her.“is it good mister sylus?” sylus gave a curt nod, lips tight as he took a deep gulp of the warm, very sugary- very cinnamony substance. “just how i like it princess, you’re so good to me” his eyes shimmered as he noticed gojo walk in. him too occupied with a phone call to notice his presence.

“hey baby, how bout you make another one of there for mister gojo. know he’d love it! on me, but shh it’ll be our little secret.” sylus put his long slender finger to his lips in a shush motion. he could have came in his pants the way your big eyes shined; just so eager to please. he slyly moved to a corner watching you hand gojo the cup, his demeanor getting giddy at how you gave him a free coffee. “for me precious?” sylus held in his chuckle watching gojo take a sip, his adam’s apple bobbing as he held in a cough.

“do you like it?” you said hopeful. “it’s my favorite! and mister sylus really enjoyed it too!” at the sound of his name gojo’s eyes immediately shifted to where the other man stood, eyes lowering while he licked his lips looking back at you. “did mister sylus put you up to this sweet thing?”

“n-no ..” you shifted on both feet, biting into your gloss lips nervously. “good girls don’t lie do they precious?” your mouth opened, agape like a fish trying to respond. but luckily sylus stepped in. “comon gojo, leave my girl alone. it’s all a harmless prank” he smirked at his enemy, before walking away leaving you two to stand in silence. it was now a tuesday. both gojo and sylus having a scheduled meeting at 12pm sharpe. the zoom call started quickly, gojo joining only to see the other man already logged on.

there he was, the camera having the perfect view of sylus fucking into you cunt. you moand loudly, the camera in your face, braids wrapped around sylus’s hand as he pounded into you, pelvis meeting your ass. “tell’em baby. tell gojo how daddy’s makin you feel” gojo’s cock pressed hard against his slacks, his jaw clenched that he has lost this. “yes precious tell me. tell me how good it feels being a bad girl.” your eyes opened, low and red, pretty lash damp from how hard your pussy was being pounded. “s-so good n f-feels s’good mister gojooooo!” your small hand moved back trying to push some of the ceo out of you, but he only took hold of it, pushing you more against the desk.

“good ass pussy” sylus threw his head back, stilling himself into your tight cunt as he came stuffing you with his seeds. “s’full” he heard you mumble, spit dripping from your mouth as his cum mixed with yours fell out of your hole, and onto his floor. sylus knew he wasn’t done with you. gojo did too, sylus starting his movements back- but slower. he stared at gojo in the camera as he gave you slow thrust; mushroom tip touching every piece inside of you. “you miss it go?” he titled his head letting go of your hair, and grabbing your neck pushing your back to be against his chest.

“tell me. tell her. tell her how you used to be in this exact position” sylus’s unoccupied hand moved down your body. pinched your nipples, to moving down and rubbing your clit. “it feels good baby?” sylus’s question was for you both. you moaning into his neck with a fuzzy brain, orgasms right there. and to gojo who squeezed his long cock, abs flexing while his balls jerked in his pants. “cum.” on command you and gojo mad a mess in unison. your cream making a ring around sylus who’s cock jerked shooting more of his cum inside of you.

gojo’s got all over his computer, a small smudge being made to his camera lens at how hard he’d just came. he breathed in and out fastly watching sylus whisper sweet nothing into your ears, soft kisses to your cheek as he moved his cock to stuff the cum that came out of you back in. without even glancing at gojo he spoke. “meet us at my house. i missed you too baby boy.” then the zoom was over.

[gale-dekarios]

I know Gale is good at fingering. The spellcasting handiwork? Speaks for itself tbh.

It's all fun and games until he casts fire bolt directly into the bussy 😔

But fr tho, they don't call them magic hands for no reason. Not to mention, and I believe this with my whole heart, that he'd be so goddamn cocky about it too. He wouldn't let that slide. He'd have you pounding the fucking bedsheets, exhausted, sweating like a sinner in church, and I know he'd be fucking grinning about it. And that's before we even talk about the rudeness. Gale Dekarios does not strike me as a one and done motherfucker, and you should not believe him when he says 'just one more', he's planning on breaking you.

[chaconnewon]

dazed heart — l.hs

pairing: non-idol!heeseung & fem!reader word count: 1.7k tags: friends to lovers (?), masturbation(male recieving), sub(?)heeseung, kind of whipped reader, teasing if you squint, little nipple play, MDNI lmk if i missed something uwu. a/n: it's my first time writing something sort of excplicit, so i aplogise if it is something wrong. don't be afraid to tell me, constructive criticism are welcome !!!

The rain poured endlessly as you watched it fall through the window. Not like you didn’t like rainy days, in fact you loved them but today's plan was going out with your best friend, a little attempt to clear both of your minds, spend time together since your jobs kept you both bussy. But just a few minutes after your arrival at his house, it started raining.

Sure you could do something indoors, but your heart felt suffocated by his presence at his own home, cold weather making it more difficult for you to stay focused.

You have been friends with Heeseung a while ago, a friend from a friend. You were pathetically quick at catching feelings and decided to keep them to yourself. Heeseung was quite flirty with everyone, even you, and you couldn’t help but imagine how sweet his love must feel. Not thinking about anyone else, no other girls around him, just you and him, together. Sharing feelings and soft cuddles.

Sitting at his gaming chair you rubbed your palms above your thighs, chasing some warmth. You regretted putting those shorts on, searching out for a blanket.

‘’Need anything, pretty?’’

Not those pet names again… You looked at him. He was laying on his bed, scrolling through his social media. Heeseung was wearing some pants on top of his knees with a white t-shirt perfectly buttoned. The way his free hand was placed behind his head, gazing you over the screen made you somewhat flutter.

‘’I’m just feeling a little bit cold, but it’s fine.’’

Heeseung put his phone down, looking at you with furrowed brows.

‘’No, it isn’t. Do you need a blanket? Hoodie? Some sweatpants?’’

‘’I’m okay! Really. Don’t worry.’’

‘’Come here.’’

He patted an empty spot near him on his bed. You hesitated for a while. Was it okay to cuddle with friends? Was it okay to cuddle with someone you had strong feelings for? You didn’t want to ruin anything because of your awkwardness or how you could feel after that. The idea of being wrapped around his arms was so tempting, feeling his warm embrace your body, so close to him.

You let out a small sigh, standing from the chair and walking towards the edge of his bed. Heeseung gave you some space as he watched you with a soft smile spreading through his lips. How could you say no to him? He looked so cute when things turned out his way.

Cautiously you made yourself some space, and soon one of his arms was embroiled to your waist, slightly pulling you closer. ‘It’s just to warm up, Jesus’ you thought to yourself, trying to calm your pounding heart. You just hoped he didn’t notice.

Resting your head on his shoulder, you closed your eyes, enjoying the moment. God knew when you could be like this with him again, so you better take that opportunity. Even though you closed your eyes you felt his eyes glued on you.

You tried to act cool, ignoring the glance that made you shiver, but was useless.

‘’Is everything alright?’’

Heeseung took his time to respond.

‘’I just thought you looked very pretty.’’ 

JesusfuckingChrist.

You felt like you stopped breathing, sudden cold sweat running down your back. Was he flirting? Not that you cared but it was a moment sort of… intimate. 

‘’Must be the outfit i choose.’’ He chuckled, shaking his head.

‘’No — I mean always.’’

This time you couldn’t keep yourself together. With some hidden courage you looked up, searching for his gaze but Heeseung was looking at you previously. Your heart skipped a beat when you noticed. 

You parted your lips as an intent to say something but nothing came to your mind. It was blank. Was even worse when you caught his eyes analysing your facial expression, your eyes one by one, reaching your lips and back again to your eyes. 

This flirty motherfucker. 

“Heeseung—“

“Can I kiss you?”

You didn’t think twice, taking his offer like your life depended on it. You nodded but before he could make any move, you readjusted your position for a better and comfortable access. 

Taking your time, you slowly made disappear any space between your lips, pressing on them. 

It lasted about a few seconds before Heeseung started to move them softly. There was no rush: his parents weren’t at home, and the heavy rain made the perfect atmosphere. You didn’t doubt before kissing him back, savouring his lips. They were as soft and sweet as you pictured in your head. 

Suddenly, somehow, you took the lead and straddled him, deepening the kiss a bit more. His hands were placed at your waist, caressing them with both thumbs. You broke the union between both mouths to kiss his neck. Hearing his breath hitch gave you the impulse to continue, to work his tender skin with your teeths and tongue. 

As your mouth began to earn soft gasps from him, your hands worked to unbutton his t-shirt. Opening it and slid it through his arms. 

Your lips went down his collarbone, making sure no inch of skin was untouched by your lips. His hand roamed your body, leaving soft sighs against his skin. You couldn’t believe that was happening, like a dream come true.  You were afraid that it was just a lucid dream, your imagination scaring you for leading into such an accurate scenario. But the way his body was softly moving under yours, claiming in silence for more of your touch made you feel more alive than ever. 

Your lips trailed down damp kisses, arriving to catch one of his nipples. You sucked and licked amused by the noises his throat left. Starting to feel aroused, your hips began to rock his, feeling his boner getting hard in no time.

‘’Y/n… ‘’ his lips let out a moan, his hands grabbing your waist.

As his hips were rubbing your clothing core, you detached your lips from him, looking up to meet his gaze.

The image was heavenly. Chest going up and down trying to catch his breath, cheeks with a slight blush on them, and his pleading eyes trying to tell you something, but he was a little bit shy to say it out loud. You could figure it out tho.

Your hands flew to the hem of his pants, looking once again to hip waiting for a response. When he nodded, you hooked the waistband and slowly pulled down. With a bit of his help, the bottoms were forgotten somewhere on the floor.

You couldn’t help but look at his erection, a small damp patch darking his underwear. 

‘’S--Stop looking, it’s embarrassing…’’

You chuckled, shaking your head. 

‘’Says who?’’

And before Heeseung could say anything, you grabbed his shaft around your hand and started to move it up and down. The fabric between his dick and your palm was making the move a bit restricted, but it didn’t stop you.

You saw him grabbing the sheets under both of you, holding back a few moans that were hard to retain. You didn’t want that, you needed to hear him. How good you were making him feel. 

You sped up your pace, making his body squirm as his lips parted to let out soft, kind-of-pitched moans. That kept you going, ignoring the wetness between your legs, just wanting to focus on him.

‘’Please p--please… take…’’

‘’Hm?’’

You knew. Heeseung knew you knew. And he wasn’t having it.

‘’Don’t test me, y/n.’’

‘’Oh? What’s with that tone?’’ you squeezed his tip, earring a loud moan from him. ‘’Watch out.’’

You were having the time of your life, having him at your service and there wasn’t anything he couldn’t do. Fuck, that submissive trait of him made you hornier. 

‘’I’m sorry just — take it out, please.’’

Enough of making Heeseung suffer. You nodded at his words, hooking the hem of his underwear and pulling down enough for his dick to come out, smacking his abs. Took you a few minutes to resume what you were doing. His tip was covered up with pre cum, so when you slid your hand all the way down, it was smooth.

No slow pace this time, just you jerking off your best friend like it was a usual activity between him and you. And it could be your frequent activity to do more often if he wanted, but now wasn’t the right time to think about that. The way your name left his lips made your head spin.

His eyes were closed, hands holding for dear life into his bed sheets that his knuckles were turning white. Oh, to engrave that image in your brain.

Soon his hips helped you out, bucking into your fist like he was fucking you deep inside. At that point, Heeseung could care less if the neighbours could hear him.

‘’Fuck! Just like that… feels so good.’’

His back was arched a bit, and even your arm was starting to feel numb due the lack of experience, somewhere inside you took strength to continue pleasing him. 

Your hand was moving up and down, the slick noises filling the room as you gave everything to help him reach his highest point. No inch of his dick was left unnoticed, sometimes you slowed your pace reaching his base just for coming back at his tip to stroke it with eagerness. 

Heeseung could feel a knot tighten on his abdomen.

‘’Fuckfuckfuck! D–Don’t stop please…! I’m s–so close!’’

It was fucking tempting to suddenly stop any move, only for him to cry and beg you to continue, that he was feeling so good for you to stop. But you were not that mean, right?

You sped up your pace a little more, all that your aching limb let you. Heeseung was just a few strokes away from release.

‘’God! I’m cumming! K–Keep going I’m cumm—’’

His words lingered in the air as the climax reached him, tensing his body.

As he told you, you kept your pace, helping him through his high. Heeseung’s back was arched, his hot seed dripping down your hand and reaching his abs. Mouth opened as quiet moans left his throat.

Gently, as his cock softened in your hands, you stopped your movements watching him come back to reality. He gave you a tired look but in his lips was a smirk.

‘’That was…’’

‘’...amazing, wasn’t it? I can tell.’’

He laughed, kicking you softly with his knee.

‘’ Wait, let me bring you some towels to clean this mess.’’

You caressed his thigh, leaving towards the bathroom. As you left, Heeseung sighed feeling complete, his heart pounding fiercly inside his chest.

[chaos0pikachu]

okay so if I don't talk about the kinnporsche side story I will literally combust b/c they didn't need to give us that they didn't NEED to give us this little youtube up short that spanned the spectrum of chaotic human emotion as a stop gap between one of the best episodes of the series and the hyper escalation to flowers in the attic-ville where the lamps have chains okay but they did and bless them for it cause like

first off you have porsche who's given up his chance at something of a normal life with his sunshine kitten of a baby brother walking around the hospital ass out b/c KINN GOT SHOT FOR HIM like fucking what porsche is like welp he's earned that bussy now and tankhun is like OMG MY BABY BROTHER IS DEAD crying in Arm's arms and porsche is like OMG KINN DIED and tankhun is like no you dumb pretty bitch he's dead to me spiritally for being an in love idiot but porsche is already half way down the hall heart pounding b/c his self sacrificing big dicked mafia daddy just bit it only to then see kinn is alive and breathing if moderately a pin cushion only to

THEN be confronted by Vegas wearing this summers best Second Lead in a K-Drama Couture look flowers at the ready like omg porsche I am but a sweet and loving man, holding out flowers, hoping another man, will love me back did you know these mean longing? friendship? unrequited love?? and porsche is like, wtf who's giving flowers meaning seems like a waste of time and money to me rich ppl are so weird meanwhile kinn's "someone's after porsche's baked booty" senses start tingling waking him up from the morphine b/c drugs will NOT keep him away from his man and is like "vegas you whore" and vegas is like "kinn your alive (derogatory)" and kinn's like "take back your fake ass cheap ass dollar store flowers" and vegas is like "see porsche, see what I go through? the hardships that are my life??" and it's just elevator music in porsche's head just full on disassociation at this point b/c why are all these hot dangerous men hitting on him all the time he's just trying to make a living out here

and then kinn's like I got shot cuddle me pls and porsche is like only b/c I don't want the ghosts to eat my ass and kinn is like me either cause that's my job and they cuddle while the music swells and that video has 6.5 MILLION VIEWS EVERY ONE EARNED

[teratosubmission]

Your father, the King, had been pushing for you to join more diplomatic meetings. You needed the experience, of course, and what better way to get some than to accompany your Royal General to various meetings and discussions?

You dressed your best, of course. A light, silky skirt that barely covered the top of your thighs. Formal upper clothing without sleeves and a bottom cut that exposed your left hip and midriff. Your long flowing blond hair was freshly combed, adorned with a tiny rose sculpted from ruby. You were ready to receive this important dignitary and help lead the talks that would secure further peace between your kingdoms. Though as you had little taste for the initial boring pleasantries that go around every single staff member and noble at the very beginning, you were encouraged to wait a bit before entering the room. As your presence is announced by the door guard, you eye the General and make your way towards him, who was conversing with who you assume was the foreign dignitary… holy shit, he’s attractive? You can hear the general introduce you to him, the Formal Diplomat of the Western Kingdom, but his fanciful words sorta get lost on you as your eyes eat up his features.

God, his rippling muscles, his beautiful coat of fur, he was just… handsome. The neighboring kingdom could have scarcely found someone more attractive. You close in and gently touch his biceps and chest, gazing up at him in awe and lust. Oh god, he towered over you even more in person. Holy fuck. “Are all the wolves in the West as handsome as you?” you coo, biting your lip. You bring your knee up his thigh to subtly gauge his size by feel… oh, god, hes packing. He smirks at your comment, and he flexes for you, letting you feel just how ripped he was under all that fur. Oh my… You wanted him to devour you.

"Ahem, my lord, I know you wish to extend formalities in full,” your general interrupted, “but we have some serious business we need to discuss.” In the corner of your eye, you could spy the general adopting a stone face you’ve become all-too-familiar with when he gets irritated. Maybe he should get laid sometime, too. You’ve offered him some pussy in the past, you knew girls who would love a chance to bed a powerful warrior like himself. But he always droned something about duty and professionalism. What a bore.

“Oh, I don’t mind at all,” the diplomat replied, enthusiasm dripping in his deep voice. You start murmuring an apology but he cuts you off by tipping your chin up, gazing deep into your eyes with a roaring hunger. You salivate at his gaze, silently begging for his undivided attention. Please please please fuck me.

“I’m sure we could discuss this policy while paying my respects to His Highness.” His powerful hands grip your hips, swinging you around to face the war room table, and sets you firmly against it. You squeal in excitement, thighs trembling, as you spread your legs apart for him. God, you loved diplomacy. “Eager, are you?” he chuckles, pulling up your skirt to cup your cheeks and play with them, as the head of his cock slowly pushes against your quivering hole. You glance back at him with, happy groans escaping your lips as you beg for more. “Mmm… please…”

“Yes, please enjoy our hospitality.” His curt unfun words slice through the air, but its getting dulled by the electrifying current of pleasure sweeping through your clouded mind. “Now, you carry a proposal from the West?”

The diplomat doesn’t even skip a beat in his speech as he rhythmatically pounds into your bussy, his words getting huffy and labored as he struggles to keep his volume above your pathetic moaning with each plap. Your slender hands struggle to hold onto the table, your flowing locks knocking over some wood pieces representing some distant army. It was all distant, really. You couldn’t really hear the conversation anymore, you couldn’t focus on any part of the map on the table, you couldn’t even put two thoughts together about this whole affair. All you could do is let him slam into your hole and moan like a good boy. Let your drool pool out onto the map, let him raise you high enough your feet don’t reach the ground anymore and you’re solely leaning forward and pound you harder. Let your little cock throb and cum between your belly and the table, then just leak again and again as the waves of pleasure overwhelm you. Let him push as deep inside you as he wants and fill you up with his own cum, before pushing you further forward and letting you lay there, legs dangling off the edge with cum dripping out. You were in Euphoria.

“...And what does the prince think of this action?”

Wait… what? How long were you laying there basking in the afterglow? When did the werewolf quit fucking you? How long were they talking? There’s no way they finished their talks and were ready for royal approval. Was he really that good? Fuuuck…. You’d agree to anything just to feel him fuck your brains out again. Maybe you’ll invite him to your chambers immediately after this.

"Uh… yeah…” came your words, slurred and disjointed, as you struggled to lean your head up to gaze at the circled group of men in the room. “Sounds… good…. Someone gimme a… pen…”

One of your knights picked you up with ease, and set your toes down on the floor so you could prop yourself with your hands. You couldn’t bear to sit, anyway, not after what undignified things that foreign dignitary did to your ass… mmm, fuck… where is he? Somewhere behind you? Niice… You poke out your ass absent-mindedly and wiggle it at him teasingly.

“Your highness? The signature.” The curt words of your general snap you out of it, and realize the document had been sitting in front of you for some time. Everyone was watching you expectantly. The general in particular had that impatient look of mild disdain whenever he asked you for your permission. You got the feeling he didn’t like you much.

“Oh… sorry…” With a few strokes of your pen handed to you, the document is signed with the sloppy handwriting of a boy who still was suffering from a good dicking. Not your best handiwork, but it’s a document, not a work of art. You barely finish the last stroke before document and pen are snatched away, and the general shoots a hurried final greeting to the dignitary before exiting the room with his staff.

You can feel the weight of the dignitary press against your back, his hands reach forward on top of yours, and his muzzle presses against your ear. “You made an excellent decision this day,” he whispers, and his tongue suddenly drags up your earlobe to the pointy end. “I was hoping perhaps we could discuss more… private matters in your chambers? For the good of our kingdoms, of course.”

As you were being bridal carried by him all the back back to your bed, you kept thinking about just how much you were making your father proud. Just wait till he hears how important you were to governing favorable terms with the Western Kingdom. Or how well you're cultivating new relationships with them.

[dirtychainsawconfessions]

I want Bubba to absolutely destroy my ass bro. He is a bussy destroyer 100%. Have you seen that dude??? He's like 6'4 and 250-300 pounds, and it's not just fat, but MUSCLE. I have never felt this way about another dude, I ain't gay but seeing him in makeup made me feel sum sum

[subbywhoreboy]

I really just want be forced on all fours. Mistress forcing her strap in my bussy pounding me as hard as she can before dr just stops and commands me to fuck myself back into her. 😵‍💫

Pathetically whining and moving as best as I can on her dick drooling and grinding the bedsheets like the whore I am. But still it doesn’t feel the same when she fucks me.

Whimpering and begging for her to continue to fuck me while I cry out into the pillows before she grabs my hips hard, leans over me and bites my ear. Then she thrusts as she has before making sure I’m still moving on her dick before leaking out cum on the bedsheets.

[i-gotyou-dontworry]

Im so serious right now he can take that satchel of his and use the strap to choke me as he pounds the shit out of my bussy (yes that slutty waist of his is making me have thoughts and no i dont care x)

👁👄👁

[sherlocking-out-loud]

GOOD LOOKIN' BY DIXON DALLAS IS A BUCKTOMMY SONG!!!!!!

NOT A SAD ONE FOR ONCE

YESSS!!! A HORNY ONE INSTEAD OF A SAD ONE!!! 🎉🎉🎉 (yes, I had to google it 🤣)

I'm leaving here the full lyrics, with a particular bit on bold, because yeah, it's definitely them 😁

There's something 'bout the way you look in my eyes Like a starry night, you light up my sky You lean in closer and my heart starts to pound I heard you sigh, you know I love that sound

He's bouncing off my booty cheeks, I love the way he rides I can hardly breathe when he's pumpin' deep inside I kiss him on his neck, and then he kisses on my bussy Call him daddy while I holler, "Man, that boy so damn good lookin'"(Lookin', lookin', lookin')

We made love, and then he kissed me, I don't want it to end Every day we spend together, I fall more into him That boy he takes my breath away, I can't find the words to say So I wrote this little note, kiss it, seal it, so you know I've got some time, if you've got some time too You've been on my mind, baby, let me remind you while I lay you down I can't get enough, I'm stuck in your love That's fine with me, nowhere else I wanna be

He's bouncing off my booty cheeks, I love the way he rides I can hardly breathe when he's pumpin' deep inside I kiss him on his neck, and then he kisses on my bussy Call him daddy while I holler, "Man, that boy so damn good lookin'" (Lookin', lookin', lookin')

You can be my king, no, this ain't just a fling I'm all in, baby, yeah, I'm falling You can be my king, no, this ain't just a fling I'm all in, baby, I'm falling

He's bouncing off my booty cheeks, I love the way he rides I can hardly breathe when he's pumpin' deep inside I kiss him on his neck, and then he kisses on my bussy Call him daddy while I holler, "Man, that boy so damn good lookin'" (Lookin', lookin')

You've got that kind of love I've only felt in my dreams Baby, oh, you save me, oh, my everything Now, take 'em off and let's get down to business 'Cause I hate wasting my time, just you wait and see

[laikinz]

Wish I was in my autism nest pounding bussy rn

[oliversrarebooks]

HI! I'm the prev chemical imbalance anon!

SO HERE'S WHAT I WAS THINKING WHILE READING.

These alien organisms (honestly I can only imagine them like octopuses chilling on the hosts's head), do they grow with their host? If not is there a certain age where they get their own host and it's like, this whole special coming of age event?

What I'm imagining is that the child alien shares the same host with one of their parents (or they alternate between them), but once they are old enough they go to Earth with their parents on a space ship to pick a host like a puppy

"Ok honey! Which one do you want? That male 6'2" tall, muscular specimen? Very well! *sniff*, they grow so fast"

Or maybe there are like shelters full of humans where you go and pick one? That means there must be at least one whole bussiness that occupies with human dealing.

Or maybe only rich aliens can afford the luxury of going to earth and picking out their host, and the rest have to go to the pound.

Also do the aliens live more than humans or not as much? If the first one's the case, then is it by a lot? Or can an alien have one host their whole life if they are lucky.

If not and an alien lives like idk 500 years, then do they see hosts as just tools, or do they love them dearly as pets. (ik in the fic it feels like the latter. But if it is pet like love is it more like... Uh... How do i describe it, the same love you feel for a hamster or goldfish, or a dog or cat?).

How "damaged" does a host have to get to not be a host anymore? Like, do aliens hold on to their hosts until their dying breath or ditch them the moment they find out their host has smth inconvenient like diabetes or lactose intolarence. Is there like... An euthanasia procedure for hosts? Hmmm... fucked up....

And my very last question. How long can aliens last without their host. Can they survive without them, or will they be in serious danger if they don't have a host. Or is a host just, a way to get around?

These are really good thoughts / questions!

Part of my difficulty with the worldbuilding in Passengers is that it probably doesn't logically make sense to have this whole powerful alien species dependent on an outside species for their lives. I can't decide whether or not I want it to be a thing where they randomly abduct humans, or a thing where they effectively take over the Earth and treat it as their convenient human farm.

I definitely have this idea about an alien picking a human from a showroom that I'd like to get out there... I'm thinking that it might have originally started with random abductions, but then they liked humanity so much they conquered the Earth, probably with psychic weapons we had no way of fighting.

Once conquered, they treat humanity like it's in a zoo. They don't fully disrupt every day life, but provide supplies to humans for free and crack down hard on any violence. They like viewing humanity in its "natural state" as entertainment but also squash anything that threatens their steady supply of people.

I think the aliens can survive without hosts, but their natural mobility involves flying and grasping things telekinetically and it's slow and draining compared to controlling a human to do it. The aliens without hosts mostly use mechanical tech. Not all aliens have hosts, as it's a bit of a privilege. They also just enjoy keeping humans as hosts in much the same way humans enjoy having pets.

I think they regard humans as something between a beloved pet and a car. Many aliens just love doting on their pets, dressing them up, giving them treats, and playing with them (psychically mostly). But their hosts are also utilitarian to them.

I see the aliens as much longer lived than humans, so they probably do need multiple hosts in a lifetime. I think it would be seriously socially frowned on to give up a host because of some minor medical issue, especially since the aliens have advanced medical care. But I suppose there would have to be euthanasia for hosts that are too old... not something I'm going to write about though.

I guess this concept isn't really too different from my vampires and thralls, but I enjoy it anyway!

[silent-raven13]

Heartbreaker

Warning: Angst! Where Miles plays with Hobie's feelings to be with Miguel. Break up Punkflower. 😬

"Remember when I caught your eye,"

Hobie stare afar at Miles with a small grin. Miles smiles back at him, while talking to Gwen and Pav. He slowly made his way to flirt with the punker.

You gave me rainbows and butterflies

Hobie turns pink when Miles took his hand, then he leans over to give him a kiss on the cheek. The punker only blushes bright red on his magazine style, then he leans over to kiss Miles.

"We did enjoy our happiness?"

The punker watches Miles talking to him, then his big doe eyes caught on someone else. His eyes gleam almost shimmering at the sight of someone else. He never looked at Hobie like that. The tall skinny Spider Punk looks over to where his Sunflower was looking over, there was Miguel passing by.

The older Spider-man merely look at Miles with a small grin that made Miles giggle. Hobie snap his eyes back to his boyfriend, "What the fuck was that, luv?"

"Nothing." Miles hums ignoring him, then smirks at Miguel who only chuckles.

The punker lost it.

"When our love was over, I was such a mess"

Hobie got up from his bed being so hungover that his head was pounding. The sight of light bothers him so much he uses his web shooter to cover his window with a thick black curtain. He lays back on the bed to look through his Smartphone seeing messages in his group chat.

Gwen: DUDE, I'm so sorry!

Pav: Do you want me to come over? ☹️

Margo: Hey man, heard what happen... damn, I never he was like that.

Peni: I told ya Miles ain't no Saint! Ya'll fell for it. 😒 Anyway sorry, dude!

Gwen: I'ma go talk to him. Hobie, I'm so sorry. I thought he really like you.

Hobie saw a message from Miles, he shed a tear when he saw it.

Sunflower🌻: No hard feelings, man.

Hobie: Your a fucking lyin' cheatin' bitch, you slut!

Sunflower🌻: 😂 Ok... Not my fault you were so lovey dovery with me. I thought you didn't believe in love? Would've been better if I ask you to be my sneaky link?

Hobie scowls sending foul text messages.

Hobie: You fuckin- your the worst! I gave everything for you! I love you!

Sunflower🌻: 🤔 So I'll take that as no! Well, not my fault you were in the middle of it. I used you so what. Don't you use ppl too? Look, no hard feelings- at least you try this bussy. 😜 anyway luv you 😘 thanks for hlping me get Miguel!

Hobie throws his phone against the fucking wall letting it shatter into pieces.

"I smiled at you..."

Hobie remembers the times he and Miles would go on dates together, they would hold hands. They would kiss. He had noticed Miles' eyes would move to the side whenever they kiss. He wonders why? Then, Miles would forcely add tongue into their innocent kisses, then give a low snicker.

"And you smiled back,"

Miles happily took the bouquet of Sunflowers from his boyfriend, then would loudly say, "Wow, bae! Your such an amazing bf! There are so sweet." He proudly kisses Hobie in front everyone at HQ.

Gwen and Pav thought it was the sweetest thing to see the cute couple. Hobie would go pink, he saw how Miles happily pulls away.

Looking back at it, Hobie saw how Miguel rolled his eyes, then walks away slamming his coffee mug on the table. Miles giggles again, having a big smile on his face.

"That's when I knew... There's no turning back"

The punker was so blinded by love, he didn't see the signs. Those signs where Miles would come late to visit him. The sharp smell on cologne. The way he would slowly walk because his lower back hurt, and claim he fall. No way, Miles never messed up like that. But Hobie was too in love, he saw his Sunflower as a Saint.

Peni would say, "Becareful Hobie... sometimes Miles likes to play with his toys..."

"You said you loved me"

Miles gasps at Hobie handing him a necklace, "Oh man, thanks!" He proudly wore the necklace. "I love you, so much Hobie."

"And I did too"

Hobie being pink with his hands rubbing his neck, "You-you do?"

"Yeah, I love you so much, bae."

"I love you, too, Sunflower." Hobie happily hugs his boyfriend. "I worked hard working part time at a pub. I save enough to get you this."

"Mmm, it's so cute." Miles' eyes move to the side, again.

Was he lying through his teeth?

"Now though it's over"

When they broke up, Miles handed him the necklace back. "Here, I don't want it."

"Why? Why are you doing this, Sunflower?" Hobie panics almost finding it hard to believe, "Is it me? I swear, I could change. I'll stop smoking, I'll stop-"Miles giggles, "Hobie..." He cups the punker face with a cold tone in his voice, "I never liked you. I was just using you for Miguel." Hobie's froze feeling his heart break into pieces.

"I still love you!"

No matter how much Hobie curses at Miles, he still loves him. His heart belong to his Sunflower.

Hobie: You fucking bitch!

Hobie: I hate you, you cunt!

-few seconds later-

Hobie: Luv, I'm sorry!

Hobie: Luv, please take me back!

Hobie: I swear I can change

Hobie: I don't want to lose you!

"You're in my mind"

Hobie couldn't stop think about his Miles. He remember the good times where they snuggle, kiss and hold hands.

"You're in my heart"

Hobie can forgive Miles for everything. He quickly calls Miles, "Luv!"

Miles picks up the phone with a sleepy tone, "uh, who's dis?"

"Luv, it's me, again!"

"Hobie? Man," Miles smack his lips, "What do you want? I'm busy?"

Hobie could hearing kissing sounds then a low grunt. The other man Miles with is none other than Miguel, "Him again?"

"Shhh." Miles hushes him then groans at Hobie, "Come on, man. I'm busy here."

"Luv, look... I forgive you. PLease take me back. I swear- I can be a better man." Hobie begs, "I'm willing to be whatever you want me to be... please." He weeps.

Miles hummed, "Mmmm... nah, I'm good. Sorry, man. You gotta stop calling me." He hungs up with that leaving Hobie in tears.

"I wish I knew right from the start- All my friends said you break my heart..."

Hobie drinking beer while he weeps, "Fuck, man. I gave him everything and he left me!"

Pavtri trying to calm him down, "Shit, dude. What a fucking slut!"

Peni slurp her soda, "I told you to be careful with him." She told them how he caught him making out with Miguel before he got with Hobie.

"Why didn't you say anything before?" Gwen asked her out loud.

"Not my place to. But you knew how he was Gwen. You use to like him, too." Peni chimes.

Gwen rubs her arm remembering she was hurt by Miles, "Yeah... but I thought I deserve it."

"Deserve what?" Margo asked.

"He would cheat on me with another girl at the time. He plays off then he started to tell me, it's because I deserve for the bullshit I did to him." Gwen wipes her own tear, "I.. I thought I-" Margo hugs her, "No, you don't deserve that! Fuck, why you didn't say anything."

"Because it would be hard to believe." Gwen admits, "Look at him."

Pavtri nodded, "That's true. Miles plays his character wayy too good. Had us all fool."

Hobie rest his forehead on his hand, "I don't care. I want him. I love him."

"A heartbreaker right from the start..."

Miles happily lick his lips finding Miguel, before passing by Hobie. He ignores him.

"I tried to fight it"

Hobie watches Miles going up to Miguel to kiss him. His hands turns into a fist. "I tried so hard"

He snapped when he saw Miguel picking Miles up into a full kiss, his red eyes caught Hobie staring. He had a wide smirk on his face. The punker went over to punch Miguel across the face.

"And every day"

MIles gasps seeing two men over him, but he dramatically said, "Oh no, don't fight over me." A sinsiter smirk came on his face.

Hobie felt Miguel punch him in the stomach causing him to fall on the ground. "Next time, I won't be easy on you, Brown." Miguel stood over him while Miles went over to him to give him a hug.

"Bae, you okay?" Miles didn't look over Hobie. "Awe, let's go to med-bay." His hand rubbing his new man's chest.

Hobie painfully watched them leaving him alone.

"I pray to god that you and me were meant to be"

His sore puffy eyes drips in tears as he look at the photos of him and Miles on a date from his fixed Smartphone. He misses his Sunflower.

"But you had another You had a lover"

Now, Miles posts his own photos of him and Miguel on his sociel media. Hobie watches him holding hands with the older Spider-man. They would go on dates, kiss- hell even use petnames in front of everyone.

"And now is gone I don't know why"

Hobie still loves Miles. He's willing to forgive him for everything.

Hobie: Sunflower, please. I loves you! Take me back!

"I feel like crying! Just want to die"

Hobie lays on his bed not leaving his room for two weeks. Deep depression and heartbreak had him looking through his photo gallery of him and his Sunflower. He kisses his cracked phone screen at the photo of Miles staring at the camera with a big smile on his face.

"I can't look at you and you know why"

When Hobie finally came back to HQ, he was forced to work with Miles on a mission. The punker coldly ignores his Sunflower, yet he still protected him.

"No, I tried so hard to catch your eye"

He saves Miles from a building collapsing on top of him. Miles watches in shock almost in disbelief. Hobie holds him close into his chest, which made Miles too froze from the near death experience.

His doe eyes widen when he saw Hobie bleeding, a sharp metal pole strike through his shoulder. Miles screams his name, "HOBIE!"

Hobie could only smiles with tears coming down his cheek. "Your safe, Sunflower!" He let out another sighs before everything went black.

"You're in my mind"

At med-bay, Miles got a cast on his broke arm. He twisted it when he landed the wrong way after fight the anomaly. He was too careless until Hobie saved him from that building. He waited for Hobie.

Walking back and forth, biting his nail from his thumb. He felt his cheeks wet. What? Tears... He wiped them away when he saw the doctors coming to let him know Hobie is awake and ready to see him.

"You're in my heart"

Hobie slowly open his eyes, he thought he died and went to heaven, because the first thing he saw is Miles.

Miles looks down at him with tears in his eyes. "Hobie." He took his hand.

"Heh, am I seeing an angel?" Hobie mumbles feeling his head hurting, his vision focusing at Miles, who snorted.

Yet Miles gave him a soft smile, there's his Miles. His hand trembles trying to grip onto the punker's hand. "I'm here, Hobie. I'm so sorry."

"It's fine twinkle toes." Hobie mumbles still being high from the liquid painkillers, he still felt his head banging in pain. "I'll... be...."

"Shh, don't talk. I'll be here for you." Miles sniffs, he leans over to kiss him on the forehead. "I promise."

"Heh, your not gonna break my heart, again?" He mumbles.

"I wish I knew right from the start"

Miles sat back down with prayer hands, he said nothing to Hiobie. "Why do you love me? I'm no good! I cheated on you!" He weeps.

"Because your my Sunflower." Hobie mumbles slowly feeling sleepy.

"All my friends said you break my heart"

"You been warned! I gave you the signs! I gave you everything you need to know who i am! Fucking Peni told you! Gwen told you." Miles said in a low voice, he bites his bottom lip being anxious. He wipes his tears, "Why did you save? Your stupid to-"

Hobie cut him off, "I don't care about none of that. I love you, Sunflower. Please, take me back." He held Miles' hand tighter.

Miles watches him going to sleep leaving him into his own thoughts. His heart aches feeling guilt and shame in one bundle. "You shouldn't forgive me..." Yet, he didn't let go of Hobie's hand.

"A heartbreaker right from the start"

[long-haired-hottie]

SHIT MY FRIENDS SAY (on Discord)

None of this is safe for work.

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