#she turned out so goood

[ninawolv3rina]

Quincy Sauer: Prophet of Death and certified Hot Mess

(She/They)

[swallowtail-ageha]

Head empty thoughts full of the antigone incest essay

[kirric-the-fan]

Cure Steady (OC): The character and backstory

Cure Steady was a part of the Cure Royales, an older precure team originally from the Heart Kingdom, ruled by Queen Cure. Steady and the other precure were the knight protectors of the kingdom’s princess and heir, but forseeing great danger and a turbulent life for the princess, Queen Cure sent her and her knights far forward into the future to have the chance to live a more peaceful life with ability to choose who she wanted to be.

They immediately run into trouble, as the villainy they had hoped to escape followed them, but away from the obligations and a lot of the memories of her kingdom, the princess surprises everyone by becoming a precure too, wanting to protect this world. They are eventually able to foil the villains plans to steal the remaining power from the long abandoned Heart Kingdom, but in a fit of rage the villain lashes out at the citizens of Earth instead. In their efforts to stop him one last time, and protect the people, Steady uses up all her magic and turns to stone. The princess uses her power to try and protect Steady’s heart, then sets out to seek a way to bring her back.

When Suzuki (Cure Memory) comes into the picture, the town is under the thrall of a different enemy and cannot speak freely about the precure, so what they did has been largely forgotten. Suzuki spends a lot of time hanging out on and around Steady’s statue, and talks to her a lot. She even makes flower crowns for her. Suzuki has no idea what precure are, or that Steady might be a real person, but this is kinda her safe space, someone to talk to, open up to.

When Steady is eventually restored, she is now an adult, and has enough vague memories of all the times Suzuki talked to her to feel like she knows her, and feels like she wants to protect her. She ends up with a proper mother-daughter relationship with her, even adopting her. Turns out Steady has a strong motherly-type protective vein, especially around younger cures, and has to be dissuaded from spontaneously adopting all the other cures when there’s all stars stuff.

(on the flip aide of this, I think in my notes I made a joke of how Suzuki, who has 0 mothers/mother figures at the start of the series, ends up with at least eight.)

Even though the other Royale cures are still nowhere to be found, Steady can transform still, and readily helps the Memory cures in their fight.

By the time Steady reappears, the others are gone, and she becomes quite an independent cure, still dedicated to protecting the people of Earth.

Steady’s attacks are strength based. She is a stronk cure, hard to move when she’s holding the line.

A lot of her fighting is physical, and she can often be seen physically stopping monsters and debris, as well as saving people. Those heart pads in her hands get a lot of use.

She’s very good as carrying large numbers of people. She’ll just stack them up as well as she can. Is usually more careful with the non-cures.

She’s strong, but she hates heights. A lot. She often seems steady on her feet, and she is when she’s in action, but you get her in the air...

She can still trip over her feet in unguarded moments too. For a rock/earth themed cure, she sure spends a lot of time faceplanted in it.

She might be a fierce opponent in a fight, but she has a kind heart, wanting to help and protect others.

Magical Attacks:

Power up! A simple upgrade: Steady punches a fist in palm, and can grow to three or four times her former size. This is the form her statue was in, and is big enough to directly wrestle and restrain monsters, or hold shut big doors (like you might find in a castle). She struggles with vertigo on the height change, and that tires her out so she is quite careful when uses this. Will use for intimidation sometimes, much more so once she is working with her daughter. (Memory: “Oh, I didn’t say you were fighting me.” *confused villain noises* Memory: “MOOOMMMM!!!” and then pre powered up Steady comes charging in )

Precure Rock-et smash: Punching a chunk of rock or earth from the ground and punching the magical essence of that rock towards the enemy. This is different to her punching away, or throwing back rocks, which she also does. This is a way to hit people-coded villains with a rock without actually hitting people with a rock. Precure Rock-et barrage is an upgrade that allows her to hit multiple shots from the same rock by magically reinforcing the original rock and holding it in place. Then punching/kicking it a lot.

Steady heart: a connection purification attack. Attack probably isn’t the right word here, as while it looks like an attack at first, there is no violence. Steady has to make contact with the enemy, coming in to land her hand on their heart. This often looks like an attack to break through the enemy’s defences, but they tend to be surprised when they aren’t punted into orbit. Her hand heart pad lies on their heart, and a magical bubble appears around them both that seems to slow things down and create a safe space so they can talk. It also projects calming natural views, highlighting things the enemy might not actually want to destroy. They have a heart to heart, Steady getting through to the source of why they were fighting, and giving them the reasons and reassurance of why they don’t actually need to fight. With monsters it’s usually just an explanation that they’re not what they’re meant to be, and that’s causing them enough discomfort to want to revert. Once they see the reason, Steady calls out “Steady your heart!” and a pink heart of magic expands from Steady’s hand and purifies the enemy. This attack can also occur from a hug version, in which case the hand to heart location is round the back.

Sometimes after a battle, the battlefield doesn’t magically revert (thanks to the enemy’s interference, particularly in the Memory Cures case from Kao-san’s interference). Thanks to the princess, Steady has the capability to fix things like this, which also can be used as a secondary purification attack (although slightly more likely to fail due to the lack of personal connection with the enemy).

She starts by rubbing her hands together, the heart pads generating the first sparks of magic. She then uses her hands to draw out a big heart (two halves) and calls out “Love of the world,!” She takes a deep stance (or is already on one knee) and throws her arms back, the heart shape flying back through her with more sparks as it splashes her with magic. The large heart shape now sits behind her and folds slightly, as if it were her wings. Big dramatic moment. She then brings her hands forward, palms up towards her target (making contact with the ground if on the ground and aiming towards her target if not in range), throwing the magic to its target as she calls out “Embrace the Earth!” The heart shoots towards the target, hits, and spreads, shining bright across the surface and purifying/fixing it.

While Steady belonged to a previous group where she had a duty to protect the princess, the princess made a point of releasing them from that obligation so they could follow their hearts and not her. Steady loved Earth and the people deeply (she always loved deeply) and chose to continue to protect the earth, “the world you love so much as well.”

The princess also used her power to save Steady when she sacrificed herself to protect the people. Chiyoko used the power of her kingdom to protect Steady’s heart, allowing her to survive. Even now, the crown of the kingdom still sits round her heart, allowing her to live and transform like she always used to even though she doesn’t have her gem anymore. Steady has a memory of the princess asking her to look after them (the people) for her.

^^ Cure Steady by @ dryad_druid find their commissions here

Addition to say I have realised that Steady's fear of heights would lead her to be carried a lot by Special (the princess) as she can fly. Steady would have her eyes screwed shut pretty much any time she was off the ground, so it would be a matter of trust that she would be safe.

Steady has a reputation for being robust. While she is pretty much the opposite of active in the air, she's still solidly built enough that dropping a curled up ball of Steady from a height is a valid attack method (Steady has agreed to this, bc however much she hates heights, or even falling, she always wants to be on the ground again.) Steady just holds the curled up ball until she's on the ground again, usually after knocking the monster out. Cannonball! It does take her a moment to get back into the fight though.

[oreo-creampie]

𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢, 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮, 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮/ 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: somonphilia, oral, fingering, nipple play, sleepy!reader, praise & degradation, panty sniffing and stealing, pervert!toji, pervert!satoru, pervert!Suguru, vibrator

"I'm bored n' horny." Toji abruptly stands up and pulls his shirt off. Tossing it onto the living room floor.

Satoru glances up from his switch. "Why jerk off when she's gonna be awake in a couple hours? She's just tired from work, and complained it was kicking her ass earlier." Satoru's cock aches at the thought of being between your legs. Imagines your plush soaking wet cunt dripping his cum clouding his mind.

Toji snorts, "Why wait when I can stick my dick in our princess's mouth right now? Then I'll fuck her back to sleep." Toji's cock had been persistently hard, his large balls aching.

Pre-cum smearing inside his sweatpants. Adding to the how uncomfortable they are. Pushing his sweatpants down kicking them next to his shirt.

Suguru pauses his game, standing up. "I'm eating her pussy out, once she cums then I'll let one of you have a turn." He sets his controller down. Pulling his hair back into a ponytail, his cock straining against his gym shorts. Which were comfortable moments ago.

Satoru states, "I'm next. Dying for another taste sweetheart tastes so goood." Drawing out the last word with a groan. Lost in the thought of your sleepy moans and gorgeous body trembling.

Suguru follows Toji towards your bedroom with Satoru in tow. Satoru fantasizes. "Hope she's just as reactive asleep as she is awake." He fondles his cock through his sweatpants. "Love it when she's loud and her pussy is messy."

Toji informs Suguru and Satoru, "She is, fuck she's whinier when she's sleepy. Gonna wake up fast n' be a demanding beautiful brat." Easing your door open. Your dimly lit wax warmer casts a golden glow onto the bed and around your room.

Toji continues "We can hold her down fuck her and stuff her mouth if she gets mouthy." They could make out you're on your back, sprawled out. The perfect position for them to use your sleeping body to get off.

Suguru adds, "Afterwards we can stuff her belly with some food, and tuck her back into bed." He eases the blanket off your naked body. Dropping it onto the floor.

Satoru chimes in, "I'll cuddle her while I'm playing Stardew valley." Satoru picks up the vibrator you left out. Turning it on, climbing onto your bed. "Sweetheart busted a nut and fell asleep." Satoru swirls the toy on your clit. You moan, parting your lips enough for Toji to slip his thumb past.

Toji suggests, "Maybe we aren't enough for her, we should step it up n' break her beautiful cunt." He kneels on the bed, guiding his cock to your warm mouth. Groaning when he glides his cock past your lips.

Suguru snags the underwear crumbled up by your body. "Her panties are so messy." He smells them groaning, "Smells so fucking good." Toji grabs your jaw, holding your head still, spit smearing from his fingers onto you.

"Even in her sleep, she's a good fuckin' slut." Satoru dips his head, sucking on your nipple. Flicking it with his tongue. Adding more pressure to your clit, swirling it faster. You tremble, moaning around Toji's cock as he fucks part of his cock into your mouth.

Toji holds out his hand. "Don't hog her panties, you've stolen ten of them. Let me get that one." Suguru passes them.

“You’re both perverted thieves.”

“You won't stop buying them for her, she too many. And Sug n I will give them back clean when we get bored of them." Toji holds it up to his nose takingna long deep breaths, then licking it. Sticking part of your panties into his mouth and sucking on it.

You open your eyes, relaxing your mouth more. Cupping Toji's balls, massaging them. Spreading your legs for Suguru, grabbing his bun, knocking it loose. He nudges his tongue past your lips, groaning. Your soaking wet cunt clenching from the vibrations.

Satoru pulls away from your sensitive nipple with a soft pop. Grinning at Toji, "Nasty fucker sucking her dirty panties like its candy." Toji loudly groans, then pulls them out to respond.

"Our Mama’s soaking wet cunt is candy. She has been givin' me a sweet tooth. Can’t help myself." Suguru kisses your lips, moaning, gliding his tongue past, making out, and tongue fucking your tight cunt.

Oreo cream-pie m.list

[anonymousicecream]

(Not) Sober (Yuna x M Reader)

Day 13: Drunk Sex

"NOT SHY, NOT ME!" You struggled to get your friend off the table, who was singing her ass out to one of her songs. "YAH SHIN YUNA GET THE FUCK OFF THE STAGE!" "NO WAY Y/N!" Yuna continues singing her heart out, now joined by Yeji and Ryujin. The four of you decided to party as a "final hangout" before Yuna and her friends will focus on their comeback. It's safe to say that you're the closest with Yeji, and you knew the other two by just being friends with Yeji. You didn't know them well enough personally, but you knew enough about them to know how and what to do when and if they're drunk.

The night goes on and so does the party. You continued downing shots as the night goes on, and so does your friends. The alcohol starts to affect your words, slurring random words, making it hard for you to focus. It took even more effect on you as you start to take note of what the girl in front of you, Shin Yuna, is wearing, which were black leather pants with a crop top, exposing her curvy figure, as well as her toned midriff.

It took you a few seconds before Yuna caught you checking her out. She responded with a chuckle and smirked at you, before you throw your face away, looking anywhere else but her. You observed from the edge of your eye as Yuna walked over towards you, sitting down next to you at the sofa.

"Checking me out huh?" Yuna asked you, and for the first time, you hesitated, not knowing what to answer. "Uhhh...." "It's alright. People check me out a lot. It's just rare for someone I know check me out THAT lustfully." Yuna told you before downing a shot. "Tell me, what did you thought of me?" Yuna asked you. In normal situations, you would've backed out, or show her signs that you're uncomfortable. But, since you're intoxicated, and so is she, you might as well shoot your shot.

"I think that you're cute and soft on the outside, but when you want to, you can be the sluttiest and horniest girl in the world." Yuna chuckled after hearing your words. "That's it?" You shift yourself closer before adding "I also wanna fuck you senseless, ripping your trousers and fuck you with your clothes on, cumming on your shirt and body, before stripping you naked and fucking you again until I cum inside you." You saw the shift in her, making her show her more lustful side. "What's stopping you from doing that?" Yuna asked, before you replied with one simple word. "Nothing."

You immediately leaned in to kiss her, putting your hands on her cheeks, caressing them as the kiss resumes. Her immediate response was to reply to the kiss, tilting her head to give you more access while also wrapping her hands around your neck. You decided to not use your tongue, instead using it as you pulled out of her lips and moved your kisses onto her jawline, moving the kisses onto her neck as well. "Mmmmhhhh that's it baby boy, touch my pussy, please."

You followed her wishes, moving your hands onto her midriff, sliding it down onto her crotch, rubbing it through her leather pants before you unbuttoned her pants and then inserting your fingers under her panties. "Mmmhhhh fuckk your hands are so cold." "No worries, you'll help me warm them up." With that, you insert two fingers into her mouth, making her moan suddenly, before she bit your shoulders, making you hiss.

"Careful baby." You say as you start fingering her slowly. It soon turned into another make out session as she now starts the kiss, not hesitating to use some tongue this time round, making it more passionate while also increasing your fingering pace. Soon after, you felt juices starting to leak from her pussy, allowing you to finger her faster due to her slickness. "Mmmmhhhh fuck that feels soo goood." Yuna's moans echo in your ears. "I know, just imagine my cock that deep inside you." You said as you brushed her g-spot, making her shake in shock. You brushed her g-spot again a few times before you hit her g-spot hard and fast with your fingers, triggering her orgasm.

"MMMHHHHH FUCKKK FUCKKK FUCKKK" Her moans echo in the room, but was covered by the loud music, as she came, squirting hard onto your fingers. Her body shakes violently after each squirt, which didn't really influence your actions as you continued fingering her through her orgasm, extracting all of the juices out of her.

"Fuck...." Yuna said. "Bathroom, now. I need you." You said, grabbing her hands and standing up, walking towards the bathroom. Once inside the bathroom, you locked the door before pushing her onto the sink, bending her over onto the sink. You lowered her jeans and panties, exposing her wet pussy. You kneeled down to suck the excess juices of her pussy, leaving her wanting for more as she shows through her moans.

You didn't take long though, before standing up and unbuttoning your jeans, lowering them before you stroke your cock to hardness. "No protections?" Yuna turned worried for a second. "I'll pull out." "Alright, just tell me when." You align yourself with her pussy, brushing her pussy a few times before you enter her. You immediately thrust hard and fast as you chase your orgasm. To make sure you do reach it in time, you tried to stimulate her more, fondling with her tits and pussy from behind, rubbing them twice as fast as your thrusts, letting her spill her moans. "Fuck that's it." Yuna's moans spill out.

You eventually slowed your thrusts down a bit, letting you thrust hard and deep inside her, before you reached her g-spot, brushing against it a few times. Soon after, you changed your thrusts into shallow and fast ones, hitting her g-spot repeatedly, causing a huge amount of juices leaking onto your cock, also tightening her pussy, which definitely got you close to your orgasm. "I'm close." You groaned.

Yuna then moved forward to pull your cock out of her pussy, before she turned around and kneeled in front of you. She grabbed your cock to start sucking it, while also unstrapping a part of her top and lowering them, exposing her small tits. She sucked you off hard and fast, going deeper into her mouth before your tip hit her throat. She deepthroated you multiple times before you start throbbing intensely. She pulled the plug and removed your cock from her mouth, instead stroking your cock fast as she maintains eye contact with you. "Cum on me daddy. Paint my body with your hot cum."

You immediately climaxed, reaching your orgasm as you came from your high, spurting loads of cum onto her body. "AAHHH" Her moans echo as the first load spurt on her face, while the next landed on her neck and tits, before the rest went into her mouth as she sucked your cum off your cock, making sure she extracted all of your cum. After you finished cumming, she sucked you off one last time before she scooped up your cum, swallowing them before moaning in pleasure and satisfaction.

[queenie-the-court-jester]

break up with your boyfriend

Yandere trans!fem cheerleader x fem reader

It was so shittily made but I need to pump out more fics or else my blog will die. Thank you all for 1k followers though! I'll rewrite this in the future maybe

Tw: mentions of blackmailing, nsfw, slight breeding kink, batshit crazy girlfriend,not proofread, another oc mentioned!?🌺

💄Eva saccharine has been your girlfriend since she first started transitioning. You helped her style her hair, do her nails, pick her clothes, find good makeup, anything she needed to feel like the real her. So when freshman year rolled in, it came as no surprise to you she fit right in with the clique.

💐Ofcourse you had your fears she'd choose them over you but that wasn't the case, because she'd make you eat lunch with them and sit on her lap, not so subtly humping your ass while talking all about cheer practice

🛍️boys wanted to date her, girls wanted to be her. She just wanted you, to just be the two baddest bitches on the block. It didn't matter if you were just like her or the complete opposite, she gushed over you. Praising you for being her good girl, her sweet little princess, her obedient pocket pussy-

💄but at this current moment? She was busy bullying your insides, forcing her fat cock into your slippery hole as she held you steady by your waist. Biting and groaning everytime she'd feel you squeeze that certain spot on her dick

"fu-uuckkk.. baby cakes, 'yer squeezin' me so goood.. ah.. hah.. you wouldn't mind if I pumped a few babes into your tight cunny right? Wanna be my baby mama?"

💐that made you squeeze tighter, holding onto the bedsheets for dear life. She had you face down, ass up and damn near breaking your back with how hard she was going. Hearing the normally composed and playful eva turn into a drooling pussy-drunk mess had you feeling butterflies, just going plap play plap-

🛍️let's just say, by the end of it, you couldn't walk for days afterwards. But no amount of hickies and perfume would be able to scare away a rather persistent guy. He was on the football team, star quarterback, rich asshole. sam white. Eva hated his guts, he thinks he can just waltz in and steal her bitch? Not on her watch.

💄this little feud had been going on for a while, and more times than you could count you've been caught in the crossfire. Though it was kinda funny, seeing them screeching insults at eachother and bickering. Eva would sassily flick her blonde hair and grab you by the collar of your neck, Dragging you away while Sam hooted and hollered at your retreating form

💐you never questioned her morbid fascination with anything horror or paranormal related. She was just obsessed with regular girl things. wanting you to help her summon a demon once, but you aren't that stupid, making blood pacts with them could result in very unsavory ending's and you quite cherished your soul and body

🛍️Eva has more than one account on different social medias, pretending to be multiple different people and Stalking your posts. She'd slide into your dms and flirt, seeing if you'd really cheat on her. She's so happy when you instantly block the account, guess you'll survive not being sent to her basement for another week

💄she has the audacity to grab a frilly pink pen and make you wear clothes that purposely shows off what she wrote. In bright bold lettering, Eva's little cum dump ♡ . Maybe she'll let you bring a jacket, only if you beg her really hard with those big doe eyes she loves. She put a collar and leash on you too

💐don't try breaking up with her, she takes 'they go low, I go lower" to another level. Threatening to post pictures of you in rather compromising positions. When did she record all of this? Who knows. She won't refrain from spreading nasty rumors of you that just force you to come sobbing into her arms, if you try and get comfort from somebody else she won't hesitate to eliminate them. Don't you see? She's the final girl, and you're her love Interest

"I told you not to run pretty baby.. now look what you've done. I gotta fix your mess up~.."

moral of the story: be a loyal loving girlfriend and she'll spoil you rotten with her daddy's black card ♥️

[ironskyfinder]

Bounce/drop

Goonettes are one of god’s gifts to man.

Naive, doe-eyed, innocent girls who get exposure to the right kinds of filth at the right time end up as self-addicted pleasure dolls, chasing the next edge, the next rush. The only problem - for them, not for anyone else - is that often they rub themselves so dumb they can’t be trusted to edge without making mistakes and giving into pleasure, and they get to be so brainless that they need instructions on how best to corrupt themselves. 

As I said, not a problem for anyone else.

Emily had still been a feminist, when she started following me - not much of one, but she still had moments where she'd go back to thinking she was equal, that she should go to college and have a career and make something of her life outside the kitchen and bedroom - and she hated it.

She mentioned, in one of her messages, that she had always wished she could make her breasts more sensitive - at a 38GG, I liked to remind her she had 'udders' - so, one of the times she asked for me to make her brain worse, I took her on an edge she still thanks me for even today.

ironskymaker [10:58PM] I wrote instructions for an edge for you, but this is a much more directed edge than just sending you gooning fuel and some degrading messages, so you’ll need to be able to narrow your attention to this so that you can respond when prompted. Understood?

ironskymaker [10:58PM] I'm not going to ask you to focus, I know you can't do that, not really.

goonette4everr [11:00PM] yes

ironskymaker [11:02PM] You’ll need to follow along closely, okay? I’m going to have you hump a pillow - I think you should use the pillow you sleep on - over and over and over, and I’m going to try and break your brain even more than usual. Ready?

goonette4everr [11:03PM] yessir

ironskymaker [11:04PM] As always, you should be naked when you edge. Take a selfie, once you are - think of it as the ‘before’ photo, so we can compare how you look once I’m done with you.

goonette4everr [11:05PM] you assume right. selfie taken.

ironskymaker [11:05PM] Face the mirror and start humping, nice and slow. Be gentle enough it’s frustrating, like I’m teasing you by holding your hips, slowing you down - just enough pressure that your clit begs for more, not enough to start you grinding mindlessly.

goonette4everr [11:07PM] ok...ok thas gonna drive me nuts

ironskymaker [11:08PM] That’s exactly the point. Light, little motions at first, enough to make you want to grumble and moan and swear because it's such a teasing sensation.

goonette4everr [11:08PM] fuck

ironskymaker [11:10PM] Good goonette, keep going. Little by little, faster and harder. Hips rocking back and forth, little by little pressing more against the pillow with those little motions. Watch yourself in the mirror, teased and frustrated but still grinding away like you’re told.

goonette4everr [11:10PM] hmmmnnn

ironskymaker [11:11PM] You’ve been craving this all week. Let yourself relax into it. You need this, turning your brain off and letting your clit think for you, edging for hours and hours until it’s all a blur. Keep humping, a little faster, a little harder  - you should be starting to feel it now. 

ironskymaker [11:13PM] How does your edge taste?

goonette4everr [11:13PM] goood, so wet

ironskymaker [11:14PM] Start grinding and humping faster, little by little. Every time you hump your pillow, you grind the littlest bit faster. 

goonette4everr [11:15PM] hunh...feelin it now

goonette4everr [11:15PM] fuck!

ironskymaker [11:16PM] Less and less gently, keep your hips moving, faster and faster. Let the motions grow, the harder the edge gets the more you move.

ironskymaker [11:17PM] Keep going, a little harder every time you hump. Make the motions bigger, gradually starting to grind with a little more pressure each time. Harder, faster, keep grinding on your pillow. Look at yourself in the mirror and make an ahegao face, grinding extra hard and extra slow while you let your tongue hang out until the drool hits your tits. 

goonette4everr [11:19PM] hnnnnnn oh ffuuuuuck

ironskymaker [11:19PM] Don’t forget to tug on your nipples a little to make them hard, if they weren’t already; don’t stop humping. 

goonette4everr [11:20PM] theyr hard, mmmm god

ironskymaker [11:21PM] Pinch and pull on your teats, grind on your pillow more. Reach back and tease your asshole a little.

ironskymaker [11:21PM] Remember, all your useful parts deserve to be part of your edge - speaking of your mouth, test your gag reflex as you start humping faster and harder.

goonette4everr [11:22PM] hkkkkkkkkk

ironskymaker [11:22PM] How are you feeling, lil goonette?

goonette4everr [11:23PM] goodsogood! fukkk

goonette4everr [11:23PM] i look so dum so horni

goonette4everr [11:24PM] fuck!!

ironskymaker [11:25PM] Good! But I want you extra desperate and broken, so I’m giving you a break.

ironskymaker [11:25PM] Sit up off your pillow, so your drippy clit is nowhere near anything that might stimulate it - then hump the air, bouncing a little.

ironskymaker [11:27PM] Understood?

goonette4everr [11:27PM] whait noo 

goonette4everr [11:28PM] nnnnnooo oh ok, ok, i will i will

ironskymaker [11:28PM] I know, it's hard to have self-control - but you don't need to! I'll have your self-control instead, just relax and obey.

goonette4everr [11:30PM] obeyying...is...goood....thanku sir

ironskymaker [11:30PM] Keep humping. Feel your tits swing as you bounce, feel how they want to pull you down, back onto the pillow. Grab one, suck on your nipple. Hump and grind and bounce. Grab the other and suck on both your nipples at once, then let them drop from your mouth. Hump the air a little more, bounce and let your udders drop, feel them pulling all the thoughts out of your brain.

goonette4everr [11:32PM] hnnnnnn

ironskymaker [11:32PM] Bounce and hump the air until your tits pull all the thoughts from your brain, until they pull you back down to humping your pillow.

ironskymaker [11:33PM] Doesn’t your edge feel better already?

goonette4everr [11:33PM] yyyyeesss

ironskymaker [11:34PM] Again, humping and grinding like a good girl, faster and harder. Grind your clit into your pillow as you reduce yourself to obedient holes for a stranger on the internet, like a real feminist traitor. 

goonette4everr [11:35PM] i feel so slutty an stupid

goonette4everr [11:36PM] itsh shooo gooood!!!

ironskymaker [11:37PM] Look in the mirror - do you like the slut you see?

ironskymaker [11:37PM] Hump and bounce and whisper to yourself that your holes and tits are all that matter, they give you value and purpose and a reason for men to find you useful. 

goonette4everr [11:39PM] i lov bein a traitor!! i luv lookin at myshelf bein a whoooore

goonette4everr [11:39PM] yessss hnnnn

ironskymaker [11:41PM] Grind even faster, even harder. You can really feel it now - you’re pressing harder, humping faster, hips moving more so you bounce - and when you bounce, your udders swing. When your udders swing, you feel your brain drain and you’re closer to just being tits and holes. Holes keep being drippy, tits keep bouncing.

ironskymaker [11:42PM] Now how does your edge taste, lil goonette?

goonette4everr [11:42PM] tassts like dspration

ironskymaker [11:43PM] Good. Keep going. Hump and bounce, letting the haze of the edge and the pull of your tits wash your mind away. 

ironskymaker [11:44PM] Harder, faster, humping and grinding, leaking all over your pillow - pause for a moment, to bury your face in the wet spot you’re making, take a deep breath. Then get back on your pillow and keep humping. The smell and taste of your edge everywhere, rewiring your brain to tie that to the overwhelming pleasure you’re feeling.

goonette4everr [11:45PM] hhhnnnnn

goonette4everr [11:45PM] so dirrty

ironskymaker [11:46PM] You liked that too much not to do it again. Put your face into the pillow, rub it into the wet spot. You love how the sensation corrupts you, how it makes your edge so much stronger. Don’t you?

goonette4everr [11:48PM] fuck pleas yess

ironskymaker [11:49PM] Edging makes you feel so good, your brain can barely take it - but that’s fine, you don’t need it anyway, you don’t need to think.

ironskymaker [11:49PM] The instructions become your actions.

ironskymaker [11:50PM] Your clit isn’t there to handle big thoughts, your udders aren’t made for thinking, but you were made to obey. Keep humping and grinding, edging and bouncing, faster and harder. 

goonette4everr [11:52PM] hmmm...yesh yeh no thnk...jus...edge

ironskymaker [11:53PM] The more you edge, the more you’re just drooling holes and bouncing udders. Wipe the slick juices running down your thighs all over your face and imagine tasting it on a thick cock filling your throat. Don’t stop grinding, don’t stop bouncing, keep your hips moving.

goonette4everr [11:54PM] bounc

ironskymaker [11:54PM] Wipe the slick mess from your cunt onto your nipples, pinch and pull on your teats. Keep one of your teats in your mouth, massage and milk the other. Hump and bounce and grind, let your brain go blank, then let your udder drop and suck your other nipple clean. Are you enjoying yourself?

goonette4everr [11:56PM] iy am...iam!!!

goonette4everr [11:57PM] i tayst so gud

ironskymaker [11:57PM] Does the girl looking back at you from the mirror seem like she’s having fun too?

goonette4everr [11:59PM] she dos, she looks sho happi, so blank

ironskymaker [11:59PM] I bet she looks like a porndoll. Her eyes all unfocused, sweaty, shaking, needy, her desperate clit soaking her pillow. 

goonette4everr [12:00AM] mmmhmmm...such a needyslut

goonette4everr [12:00AM] shooo dum

ironskymaker [12:01AM] Time for another break.

goonette4everr [12:01AM] hnnnnnnnn!!!!

ironskymaker [12:02AM] I know you don’t want to, but - stop edging, sit up so you can hump the air like the desperate fuckmeat you are.

goonette4everr [12:03AM] yeshyesytes!

ironskymaker [12:04AM] I know you’re horny, I know you’re needy, just let your hips move against the nothing and let the ache drain your thoughts away.

ironskymaker [12:04AM] And, while you do - pick up your tits, play with them, squeeze and massage them, hold them out and then drop them.

goonette4everr [12:05AM] mmm...

ironskymaker [12:05AM] Feel that pull make you dumber. Let the things you used to call ‘important’ wash away as you start bouncing in the air, as your udders pull your thoughts out of your mind

ironskymaker [12:06AM] Did you have work today, did you have plans after, were there errands that need doing? Pick up your tits, play with them, then drop them as you bounce, and all of it is gone.

goonette4everr [12:07AM] hmmm...gone. 

goonette4everr [12:07AM] allgone

ironskymaker [12:09AM] Bounce, drop. Take another selfie, see what you look like after I’ve played with your brain for less than an hour, and imagine how much more I’ll do.

goonette4everr [12:09AM] hheeehee she looksh crazi

goonette4everr [12:10AM] sush a mess!

ironskymaker [12:10AM] Hump, grind, bounce, drop. Tits don’t have plans. Holes don’t run errands.

goonette4everr [12:11AM] mmmmmm

ironskymaker [12:11AM] There’s only obedience, only edging and doing what you’re told. Bounce, drop, hump, grind.

goonette4everr [12:12AM] only

goonette4everr [12:12AM] please 

ironskymaker [12:12AM] How does your edge taste now?

goonette4everr [12:14AM] sssssgud

goonette4everr [12:14AM] ssssssnice

goonette4everr [12:14AM] fuckk

ironskymaker [12:15AM] Bounce, drop. More thoughts gone, brain all drained. Hump, grind, bounce, drop. 

ironskymaker [12:16AM] Bounce, drop. Take another selfie, see what you look like after I’ve played with your brain for less than an hour, and imagine how much more I’ll do tomorrow.

ironskymaker [12:17AM] The girl in the mirror just wants to keep edging and bouncing and dropping forever, and so do you. Bounce, drop.

goonette4everr [12:17AM] please ruinmy brain mroe

goonette4everr [12:18AM] hheeehee she looksh crazi

goonette4everr [12:18AM] sush a mess!

ironskymaker [12:19AM] And how are you feeling now, lil goonette?

goonette4everr [12:21AM] alll edged out, reallly hazy

ironskymaker [12:22AM] Good goonette. Bedtime, then, and no touching until the morning.

goonette4everr [12:23AM] ohh fuck  yessir please tomorrow 

goonette4everr [12:23AM] i can’t wait

@goonedoutdropout

[yayll]

Hi!! It’s my first time requesting something so I dont know how that works.. um I was thinking of some mission like some kind of ball that dazai and y/n has to go and y/n has to seduce someone to get information out of them. You know those masquerade balls? Yeah I think that really goood!! And dazai gets sooooooooo jealous and after she got the information dazai kiss her infront of that person to show him that she’s his😭😭😭😭😭😭omg

HIII angel sorry this took me a while, but i hope you like it :') i tweaked your idea a lil and fingers crossed this is what you so graciously asked for. i tried to put my best jealous goofy ass dazai in there along with the absolute MUSH his brain turns into when he has you to himself mixed with a lil........ fucked in the headness. i love requests! this was soooo fun to write i love youuuuuu <3

~ a little something about Dazai and his uncharacteristic jealousy ~

"Osamu, come on... You're my only sweetheart, you know that."

You call out half sweetly and half out of breath as you follow him down the hallway of the lavish event you were currently attending, dressed to the nines and trying to remain undercover. You were coming to realize why people didn't date within the workplace as he walked ahead, grumbling to himself. He's trying to remain unfazed, pretending to still be upset as he shrugs with his back turned to you.

"Hmph. I dunno, I don't feel like I'm your 'sweet' anything..."

This causes you to roll your eyes affectionately and pick up the pace, placing a hand on the back of his shoulder to finally stop him in his tracks. You flash him a sincere smile, and speak softly.

"I'm really sorry you had to see that. I didn't know that asshole was going to kiss me after he let me go. I also didn't think you'd ever get jealous..."

You say that last part with a more playful tone, treading dangerous waters of your unpredictable lover's emotions. As expected, he sighs dramatically, casting you a look of disgust.

"Ugh, of course I'm not... That's honestly sooo lame and pathetic. I can entertain jealousy as much as I can entertain one of Kunikida's little speeches on morals, or whatever."

"You mean his 'ideals'?"

You chide, stifling a laugh. He glares at you, his eyes narrowing as he scans you for a moment.

He can't find a single flaw on that precious face, not a single stray hair or stain on your exquisite outfit. He should change that by the end of the night.

"... You're always so negative, correcting me and whatnot. Isn't it tiring being so irritatingly superior in every way?"

This one gets a laugh out of you, You can tell he's slowly lightening up his mood by the way you both begin walking side by side once again.

"Yeah well, if it weren't for that little kiss earlier, we'd both still be all tied up in the wine cellar of this wonderful party."

He flashes you a pout, and shrugs dismissively.

"And here I thought you of all people would like the idea of being tied up with me. Hmph, wrong partner, I suppose."

Now he was starting to pick back at you, though it was cute. Jealousy looked cute on him, it was something you didn't think he was capable of. It was a pity it had to be during a mission where your main asset was your seduction skills and his was mental instability. You hated every second of it, but you also wanted to make sure you both made it out with the secret intel alive.

You make your way into the grand ballroom, the gala is in full swing, and your eyes dart around to find a proper escape route. Just as you see an exit, a handsome and well dressed young man blocks your view, sticking his hand out.

"Hi. You're gorgeous. Care for a dance?"

You stare down at his hand and then back up at the stranger, your face flushing as you're caught off guard.

"Me? No, no I-"

Dazai immediately interjects, sloppily holding a glass of champagne that somehow manifested in his hand and pretends to be drunk. He loved his theatrics, especially when he was desperate.

He bumps harshly into the young man's shoulder, the alcohol sloshing out of the cup as he slurs, but not before he flashes you a wink to tell you to play along.

"Sooo sorry, pardon me. This indeed beautiful angel is quite busy you see... Taking care of me that is. Ooh, I'm a wreck! I'm nothing but a sad and lonely dog.. In this sad and lonely world-"

The man looks at Dazai skeptically, and huffs into a chuckle. He shoves him away, and turns his attention back to you. Your eyes dart nervously between the two, wondering what Dazai will do next.

"Shut it, clown.. Anyway, I think this further proves you should be in the company of a gentleman like me tonight rather than this wet mop-"

The sound of a champagne flute soaring through the air and connecting to the man's skull is suddenly heard, interrupting him and sending him falling to the ground along with broken glass and liquid everywhere. In one swift motion, Dazai is at your side with a premature victorious smirk, but before you can both be on your way, the man regains his posture and spins him around, punching him square in the face. Dazai's not scrawny or weak, but he isn't the most skilled fighter, relying mostly on his special ability and intelligence to get him out of things.

You gasp, instinctively grabbing Dazai by the collar of his suit and dragging him away to get lost in the crowd of concerned people. You finally make it outside and you both collapse onto the soft grass just outside the venue. It's decorated with all kinds of flowers and fragrant rose bushes, it almost looks like you're at the garden of Versailles. You look over at Dazai, his nose bleeding all over the place, but he looks completely unbothered by it. As you reach over to touch the bridge of his nose, he grabs your wrist and holds it away gently. He waves a finger at you.

"No touchy, I've got it."

He does not, in fact, got it. He looks around until he plucks a rose petal and uses it to wipe his nostrils. You frown, getting all up in his space within an instant.

"What on earth are you doing, Osamu? Let me help, you goofball. Your nose is a mess thanks to that stunt you pulled."

You tear off a bit of fabric from your outfit and dab his skin tenderly, holding his head on your lap now. You can see some blood has trailed down his neck, staining the bandages there along with the collar of his crisp white dress shirt you picked out for him this morning. Dazai perks up, his voice slightly strained but full of lightheartedness.

"How does it feel to work with the agency's most tactical and covert operative? Eh?~"

You bite back a smile, and shake your head. You murmur.

"Feels like he's asking for a death wish a little more than usual."

Your lips soon become a thin line, realizing your statement hurts a little more in the context of the situation than it usually would. He notices your mood shift as his eyes flicker from your concerned eyes down to your lips and back up again. He knows it hurts you when he's like this, reckless and acting out on the impulses of his own plans. He wants to sit up and close the gap between you, kiss you until you drop down those brave walls you're putting up for the sake of the mission. For the sake of your feelings for him. He knows he's careless with it all.

He hums, eyes trained on you as if burning the image of your heavenly self into his mind, where you always deserve to be. In the distance, a bulky sketchy looking man runs out of the venue frantically, looking around wildly and you both get the impression it's the guy from the cellar earlier who kissed you in exchange for your freedom.

Shit! You could have sworn you knocked him out cold. Dazai sits up from your lap and you two scoot more into the bush, trying to hide from him as he makes a call. You mutter under your breath, turning to Dazai as you begin to type something out on your communicator.

"Now's the perfect time to let the others know we're ready for extraction."

He's already looking at you, or gazing admiringly more like. He knows he can fuck up everything, pay any consequence, but the thing he needs to get right for the selfishness of his wretched little heart is you. He scoots a bit closer, hearing the sounds of both your shallow breaths harmonizing. He mutters, softly.

"It would also be the perfect time for you to kiss my face better. You know, for my wellness and all that. Besides, that guy wasn't very nice to us earlier and we need to get rid of any traces of him from those lips. Yuck."

You roll your eyes yet again, despite the fluttering that won't let your stomach rest.

"Who cares about that, we have a case to close first."

He smirks, voice dropping low and provocative.

"I care."

He leans in even further, practically caging you with both arms on either side of you. He can feel your breathing become more erratic, his own filled with a pathetic sense of need he always has when he's with you. Dazai's hand reaches out and grabs your chin, turning it up slightly to face him, making sure you drop this silly act once and for all. His voice comes out gentle, firm.

"I need you to physically push me away, or I swear I'm going to kiss you right now, cutie."

Your eyes widen as you let a shaky breath escape your plush lips, murmuring in return.

"I'll.. punch you in the nose again, you know..."

His hand moves from your chin to the side of your face, cupping your cheek as he takes another breath, his body aching to be as close to yours as possible. His eyes are fixed on you, tearing you apart right then and there, but not before putting you back together so nicely. In that moment, he knows you don't mean that, and he knows he can't resist anymore.

He then whispers with a finality, the anticipation torturing him like you do on a daily basis.

"I don't think I'm going to listen to that..."

You break into a faint smile as you perceive him back.

"You've still got a little blood on your-"

Without another word, Dazai closes the remaining distance between you and him, kissing you with fervor as his soft whines reverberate against your lips. You taste sweetness and then... metallic as your lips mesh together for a heavenly moment. He feels alive, this was what he needed, the soothing balm for his soul and any other wound only you could provide. He's like a vampire, a parasite leeching off of your very essence so he could be himself around you. Cowardly burrowing into the safety of your heart. You squirm just a tad, your fingers carding through his brown hair as you try to keep up. He pulls back after his nose can't push more air through and keeps his lips hovering over yours, feeling the heat from your mouth mingle with his as he sees your lips stained red with his blood. Just as he's going to comment on how disgustingly erotic it is to see you like that, he pushes away the indecent thoughts, using the bandage on his wrist to wipe your mouth instead.

"Okay, I'll be good for now. You can call for extraction.~"

It was a dumb thing to do and could be seen as him being territorial or jealous, but the reality of it was that it was the natural order of things when it came to the way he processed his affections. Someone gets in between the two of you in any way?

An uglier and more dangerous past version of himself would have called for an immediate execution, there was a reason he held the titles that he did. He did his very best to keep that mentality at bay, rebuking it every time he felt a dark urge that he felt needed to be dealt with, mostly for your sake and for the sake of the promise he made to a friend once. Though he can't lie and say that's not who he is anymore, he can always find a better way to get his point across... even if a wishful bullet to the head comes out in the form of a kiss on your precious lips. He'll try for you. He'll wear the fastidious label proudly and be Dazai, a jealous man.

[salemssimblr]

My Top 24 Screenshots Renders of 2024!

I was tagged by the so many lovely mutuals and creators! Thank you @elderwisp, @savagemagician3, @sikoi, @blvckentropy, @mosneakers, & @azeterna! I love yall so much!

I'm so sorry, despite my very best efforts I couldn't choose just 24, so have 30 instead 😅

Looking at all these together, I'm worried I may have plateau'd just a bit 😅 No but in reality, it's really cool to see that I've refined my style and methods over the year, starting in January and continuing it all through 2024. Seeing progress and improvement is one of my favorite things about this process, so doing these recaps is always enjoyable.

January:

Looking back, I'm still so proud of the first dancing set of renders for Ariss & Vasily, and who could forget the first Alice sighting?? I can't, look at her.

February:

February was a bit of a slow month for me but I still love how this A+tM album cover came out!

March:

March was a bit slower, but I love this set of Ariss (:

April:

April was a goood month, I'm still so in love with all three of these.

May:

MerMay was lacking for me a bit this year, but I really love how my contribution turned out (: & this spicy render of Ariss & Vasily is one of my favorites, if for no other reason than his little fang peek.

June:

June was all about Alice + the Madness! & like LEGIT? I still can't believe I made this Rolling Stone cover? I have a secret, I've tried to make another one for Alice, but nothing has or probably will ever look as good as this one so I've given up lmfaoooo

& this render of Erisande was such a labor of love. I sat down and said it'd be really quick and then spent hours editing meshes and adjusting the lighting... but then, that always happens with me and "quick" renders 😅

July:

Bit of a slow month, but I'm still so floored (& happy!) about the love Millie has gotten! This isn't even a completed render and it's one of my most well-received posts to date haha, but I can't blame anyone, look how cute she is.

August:

Ramping up into spooky season we have two of my favorite renders of all time, my "bog demon" and mothwoman! As obsessed as I am with Ariss and Vasily, it's really nice to do creative one-off renders and these were both SO FUN to do. I hope to do more in the new year too (:

September:

This iconic portrait of Ariss will always be one of my favorites (& is actually my computer's wallpaper rn, but a version updated with her 'new' tattoos), & this render of Kai could definitely be improved on (maybe in the new year...) but it was a really fun challenge! I do see flaws in it now but that's growing and learning!

October:

October was (not surprisingly) a very busy month for me! The idea for the render of Theo & Millie had been rolling around in my head since I first created them, & while the end result wasn't exactly what I was envisioning, I still really love how it turned out.

& though this set of renders for Ariss & Vasily took me FOR-FUCKING-EVER, and I see a lot of flaws even now (after trying my damnedest to have NONE), I still really love it. The end result/edit/colorway was NOT what I planned but I really fell in love with it.

November:

November, the month of ambitious scene-building, pose-making, and upping my skin shader game in a BIG way. I spent literal hours perfecting Ariss' new tattoo, and literal days building the scene for that gorgeous render of Kai.

& I'm so glad yall love that pose set! It was definitely a learning experience and a labor of love.

December:

Looking at this overview, December has been dark and spicy lmfao but I actually love it. Once again, all of these took wayyyy longer than I thought they would when I sat down to start them, but I'm genuinely in love with all three!

& that's a wrap (so far) on 2024! I'm having surgery tomorrow so not sure I'll be able to create/post anything else this year, but I have big plans for 2025! So stay tuned (:

I'm tagginggggggg @kuroashims, @a-m-pyra. @acidheaddd, @gothoffspring, @pralinesims, @thebramblewood, @moonfromearth, @nepotisim, & YOU, I want to see all your creations!

(There were a LOT more creators I wanted to tag but I saw yall have already done this!)

[ruinedsapphic]

Your Sevika x Ambessa fic was SOOOOOOO GOOOD it’s literally my fav of them. If your taking requests for them I can’t stop thinking about them scissoring 🤭🤭🤭

warnings: old women yuri scissoring, to lazy to put more, mdni

a.n: UGHH TYSM ILY WHEN I SAW THIS I WAS DEFINITELY THOUGHT ABOUT IT ALL DAY IN YM CLASSES ??? I know sevika would pass out def from the scissoring but this is gonna be a Drabble/rant?

I know damn well Sevika wouldn’t handle after one round of scissoring with ambessa.. like what do you mean she could handle that 6’9 goddess ????

literally just think about it… Sevika laid down with her leg up, one leg down while her mechanical hand held onto a pillow nearby, her hair disheveled AS FUCK. crying and sobbing while ambessa grinds on her without stopping, she’s been in war and the fact that she’s so many bigger than Sevika? That stamina is NOT running out.

ambessa would definitely degrade the HELLLL out of sevika I mean who wouldn’t? she definitely enjoys the power dynamic between the two during sex. I know scissoring would turn into POUND TOWN WAAYYYY TOO FAST.

Sevika could not handle the stamina, her breath would get heavier even if they started..no foreplay and she has instant breathing problems like what..

scissoring then it turns into scissoring with EYE CONTACT, ambessa would NAWT look away for a second, she’d have to hold sevikas jaw and force eye contact before saying, “don’t tell me big mama has terrible stamina, huh?”

TEEHEE TF U MEAN UR FIGHTING ALL THE TIME SEVIKA AND YOU CANT HANDLE AMBESSAS TALL ASS??v I KNOW SHES 6’9 FOR ANOTHER REASON.

[pumpkinbxtch]

good morning, a request please apollo/lestrange x reader how percy and poseidon react, if apollo asks the reader to marry him (apollo found his definitive soulmate in the reader)

.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ “beach proposal”

— apollo/lester x fem!daughter of poseidon!reader

summary: Apollo don't needs any other proof to know that you are the definitive love of his life. Hard thing to say like a god. Now he will ask for your hand but not before announcing himself to your father and your brother, Percy Jackson.

warnings: none, i think. yep, still using swear words.

A/N: goood morning (it's late at night) first things first, thank you for share me your cute desires, second, yes i will and here you have. enjoy, please. forgive me if it's not worthy of you.

- From the other side of the milky way, María 🩵

His immortal heart was beating so fast that he thought he could die (reallu, he definitely already knew how it felt)

He kept his eyes fixed on the sun from Long Island Sound. The golden hour illuminated the water and the sweet aroma of strawberries invaded his lungs; the strawberries from camp half-blood. He had never felt this anxious and at peace at the same time.

He had been through so much, he had waited so much, he had wished for so much, but, above all, he loved you so much…

Now he could see everything even more clearly.

The breeze rustled his brown and golden hair.

He closed his eyes, said a blessing and gave thanks. He gave thanks for his journey as a mortal, he gave thanks because he did not allow himself to forget the beauty of being human and because love blessed him when he saw you.

That is, when he actually saw you.

Being a god, you can be everywhere at the same time, but you lose your sense of appreciation for everything that exists. When you're human, uhm no.

From that day on, life afterward was eleven times more colorful, beautiful and full of meaning because you also saw him. I mean, yes. Apollo is a god, who wouldn't see that? But at that moment it was Lester. If before he had no regrets, now even less.

“You'll end up forgetting her, she's just another mortal” They said. “Gods, now she's really in trouble,” the campers said the first few days.

“Another whim? Make sure she doesn't end up so bad this time,” Zeus, his father, reprimanded him.

The small waves broke gently on the shore, and he walked so close to it that his feet were slightly sunk in the wet sand.

—Hey, Apollo!

The named turned slowly, and his heartbeat accelerated even more.

Percy Jackson.

The young man stumbled forward in the sand. He took off his converse, threw them away with a curse, and ran towards him.

—Why did you call me to come here?

His legs began to shake.

— Percy, I…

— Wait — the black-haired raised his hand — And my sister?

He looked at Percy, his brow furrowed and sea-colored eyes examining him from head to toe as if he were searching for clues of some crime in his clothes. Apollo couldn't help but smile.

—In the camp, greeting everyone. She hasn't been here in a while.

The boy noded. The sand splattered from his ankles was washed away by a small wave.

—Neither do I, — said the son of Poseidon, with a certain nostalgia in his voice.

Poseidon…

—But, —Percy searched the god's eyes. Always insightful — We're all in New Rome now. Why bring her first and then call only me?

Apollo reached out and took Percy's hand. All in a slow and careful way. He thought that any rude move and Percy would have an outburst for how close he was treating him. But, to his surprise, it was not like that.

The green eyes admired him with slight confusion, and they walked together into the waters.

To Apollo, every step felt solemn and warm. His heart could feel a spark of joy, but his stomach was clenching with uncertainty.

When the water reached both of their thighs, cut the steps off. The god raised his hand without letting go of Percy, and he felt a kind of current run through his spine.

Percy had never been so quiet since… Well, ever. But apparently the discretion with which he was handling himself helped him keep the attention of the demigod.

Then, a whirlpool emerged from the waters, and Percy's eyes widened.

— Father?

The sea god stabbed his trident into the sand, reaffirming his position in the water. Apollo let go of the young man's hand and made a small bow, something that did not inspire good news in Poseidon.

He looked at his son and then at the sun god.

— Have you called me?

Percy pointed at Apollo.

— He called US.

Apollo's insides seemed to tangle with each other, almost making him vomit. Apollo gently pushed Percy so that he stood next to his father and looked at them nervously.

Poseidon pressed down on the trident and cleared his throat.

— my daughter, Apollo?

—She's in the camp! —Percy rushed to say, earning a silent scolding from his father.

Apollo bowed briefly in respect. Poseidon narrowed his eyes.

— That's true.

— and why isn't she here?

Percy looked at his father and imitated his action of searching Apollo carefully, again. as if he had committed something unforgivable.

The god paused and extended his hand towards both of them, a small golden light shining together at dusk. When the light died out, he revealed a small chest lying in his palm.

Percy looked at him in confusion, completely unnoticed, but Poseidon gritted his teeth.

— I have found in her, what I have longed for since my existence.

Percy gasped, and his mood made a small whirlwind rise around him.

— No! —he shouted.

Apollo calmed his breathing, trying to stay calm.

— I had never met someone like her.

— No! Lie! —Percy pointed at him with eyes full of anger, or that was fear?— It's one thing for you to be lovebirds, but—

—Son of mine…

— is MY sister!— Percy's chest expanded in such a way that Apollo feared for his ribs, he took a step and knelt, bowing his head.

Poseidon would have imagined that such a show of respect would be directed towards him, but no, it was towards Percy.

how could it not be? Apollo knew that the gods were ignoring their responsibilities as parents. He knew that the most important person for you was the one who had taken care of your back in all those adventures, just as you took care of his, it was him, was your brother.

—She was by my side in my time as a human. She has shown me what love is.— Apollo looked up pleadingly.

—And now you just want to take her away, why?

— I won't take her anywhere, I want to take her as my wife.

— TAKE HER-

— Percy — Poseidon's voice vibrated through the waters, Apollo, still kneeling, gave him a passive but firm look.

The sun god rose and stood in front of the two men.

— Poseidon, Percy…

The youngest clenched his fists and a few small tears appeared in his eyes.

—Actually, she has the last word. I just wanted you guys to be… present.

Both Percy, Poseidon and even Apollo knew that very well. Especially Apollo, what would he do if you said no? He'd probably cry for eons (literally) yet he couldn't stop craving the approval of your brother and your…father.

Then Percy's eyes traveled to his back and he opened his mouth slightly. He felt the greatest chills a god could feel, then he turned.

Your silhouette looming over the coast, bright and full of life. Your eyes lit up when you saw those three gathered together.

Before addressing you, Apollo gave them a look. The three approached the shore, they gave Apollo enough space. They would see you from there, where the water surrounded their ankles.

— my dear… — Apollo said sweetly, trotting towards you and taking your hands.

You were confused. Your father, Percy, why didn't you travel together if he came too? Your eyes looked at your sweet Apollo. His current form was the mix of “old” Apollo with Lester.

As soon as he reached your side, you took his hand.

— What's going on? Are you already in trouble? —You asked with a raised eyebrow and a sideways smile.

Apollo smiled and kissed your knuckles without taking his eyes off you.

—Or I'll be.

You laughed, that melodious laugh. He definitely didn't want to be without you.

— you'll be? because...? — You were confused, your hand still hooked on Apollo's. You looked at your father who smiled calmly and then at Percy, who was staring at you; He only made that expression when he was terrified of something.

You turned your gaze to Apollo, now a little more worried.

— Love?

— My beloved — Apollo whispered, just for you. Without letting go, he got down on one knee and the velvet chest from before appeared. You held your breath.

The waters stirred.

— There is no poem, song, melody, or haiku that can describe the feelings you make me feel. You are what I always wanted, dreamed and desired. — Apollo opened the small box, revealing a ring; Instead of a precious stone, a small pearl was placed on the ring with two laurel leaves made of gold surrounding it. A clear representation of both. — Today I ask you to let me be your husband because it is me who is given the honor of being the owner of your affection. I promise to take care of it and treasure it.

Your eyes filled with tears, and you knelt down to your boyfriend's height.

— I would like to — The mass of water shook the banks with more force.

A few meters away, Percy, your brother, remained standing, no matter how much the water tried to knock him down. A smile formed on his lips and the first tear ran down his cheek.

Poseidon took his son's shoulder, and they walked towards you.

You looked at your father, who smiled gently at you and then gave Apollo a stern look.

— At sea.

— On Olympus —  Apollo said immediately, determined to win. You raised your eyebrow. Were they fighting over the wedding location?

— The sea

— Olympus

— In the ocean

— Delphi

— Enough! — You snorted and looked disapprovingly at both gods.

Your brother was still silent, certainly not usual. You let go of Apollo and took both of Percy's hands.

Your gaze was shining, that made him feel bad for wanting to shake you and wanting to change your mind.

— You know he's not who he once was, Percy— you whispered.

— I know…

— You even said you liked him, brother

— Shhh — the black-haired covered his sister's mouth — if he listens, won't get over it in years

— I heard —  Apollo said between giggles.

Percy pursed his lips.

—Listen, if you do anything to her, I WILL KILL YOU, APOLLO!

—Percy! —His sister shouted.

— I'm going to kill you, I won't forgive you, I KNOW A TITAN-

Poseidon opened his eyes, his sister grabbed him by the neck.

—PERCY! — they both shouted.

Apollo smiled and hugged him.

Poseidon couldn't take it anymore and he was already gone. He promised to have a talk with Apollo.

Percy remained thoughtful, the sun god still hanging around his neck.

—Does that mean you will be Will's stepmother? —He laughed out loud — can't wait to tell Nico.

You and Apollo looked at each other, silently reaching a mutual agreement.

— I think we keep this information for a while.

Percy furrowed his eyebrows and put a hand on his hip. —With those SPIES FROM THERE, I don't think so.

Laughter was heard in the bushes, and around five campers ran when they were discovered.

— Children of Aphrodite. — Percy said, sure of himself —  tomorrow, when we get to Camp Jupiter, all they will know.

You shook your head in amusement.

— Oh, brother. What will become of you when comes the day and tell you that I am expecting a child?

Apollo choked on his own saliva and Percy on his bile. At least you had the last laugh.

[wintersera]

OKAY HEAR ME OUT DOM GP MINJEONG IS JUST😩😩😩

dom g!p winter x f!reader

notes: now, this is the same au as the g!p roommate au but i just want to test out what kinda of dom winter would be bc honestly i see her as a hard sub. so this is kinda difficult if you disregard external uses of drugs or alcohol 😭

cw: mentions of alcohol, intoxicated winter, voyeurism as a joke (ning walks in at the end)

word count: 0.6k

dom g!p winter would be a new fresh breath of air. you notcied she was horribly wasted when you came back to the dorm, cans scattered everywhere on her bedroom floor, her laying down face first into her bedsheets. she wasn’t even on the bed properly, actually kneeling on the floor, her torso being the only thing that’s on the top.

upon entering the space, she grew excited knowing that it was you who had come home first. sprawling upwards from her untidied bed she slowly embraces you, hard on poking your leg. “i missssed youuu” slurring out her words clearly displaying how drunk she is. pulling you closer into her embrace she breathes in, inhaling your scent, “you smell sooo goood y/n” kissing down your jawline all the way down to your collarbone. “you- your skin feels good too, itss all smootth” now licking your neck sloppily, savouring the warmth and taste of your skin. hand sneaking her way down to your skirt she caresses your inner thighs leaving you all shaky.

“minjeong stop it you’re d-drunk”

“noooo, i’m noott??? i’m perfectly fineee” giggling at herself simultaneously tugging your panties aside. “bend over… for me”

that’s shocking. minjeong was never the one to command, rather, it would be her protesting each time you do anything to her, saying that she’s too sensitive and would cum right on the spot. whatever possessed her this night you knew would be perfect the next day to tease the ever living hell out of her, but right now that’s not what you’re thinking about… your cute sub switching it up was all you could think about.

propping yourself on all fours on her bed, lifting up your skirt to tease her. “haaa??? already wet for mee? y/n you’re ssoo cutteee” grinning as she gazes over the view in front of her. prepping you for her entry, she holds your hips gently as she rubs her cock on your pussy sending jolts of pleasure throughout her body, and making you whimper and whine like crazy. groaning at the sensation of your slickness covering her shaft, she couldn’t take it anymore wanting to feel the warmth of your insides engulf her. “putting.. in noww”

letting herself in you slowly feeling every movement within you she lets out a looonngg groan, finding herself almost drooling at how good your pussy feels. “shiittt- you feeel so so good on my cock” not wasting anymore time she slams into you without warning, quickly switching up her pace from slow to fast. lewd noises coming from your pussy, your arousal making a mess on the sheet. embarrassed at your compromising position, although it violently turns you on. winter having the most brilliant drunk idea she ever had. deciding to skilfully move her hand in between your already parted legs, rubbing your clit roughly, reason being her wanting to see you lose your senses all over her dick. and it worked. nearing your orgasm you begin to scream out profanities, losing the feeling in your arms from all the pleasure you let your top half fall on top of the sheets, arching you back further into winters cock.

loving the way you feel around her she cums before you, spilling her hot cum all inside your pussy, filling your womb up. gripping onto your hips so that she doesn’t let the pleasure topple her over you. and with that you cum straight after her, biting down on her pillow to muffle out the jarring moans that would echo throughout the room.

anyways as soon as she’s finished cumming inside you she immediately falls asleep, tumbling over your body. not wanting to disturb her you just let her sleep on top of you she’s not heavy anyway.

lets just say ningning walks into the bedroom shocked since winter didn’t close the door 🤭 what a silly girl.

[cofay]

★ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁.ᐟ➤ sleepy!!

Part2!!!!( Previously)

Itching to see Bakugou again wasn’t really how you were intending for your day to go. The classes you had together you snuck glances at him and could feel your face get hot like by just staring at the guy?! What’s going on? Do you like him? But it can’t be you guys basically just met and he doesn’t even spend enough time with you at school alone so how could you like him? There’s just no way.

As all these thoughts roamed your head you failed to notice the blond boy that was walking up to you as you were walking to the lunch line.

“Y/n.” He says grabbing your arm

“What- whoa what’s going on?”

“Come sit with me during lunch I have enough for the both of us.”

“Why?” At this point you would think that if someone likes you or wants to get to know you better they surely wouldn’t be dragging you to their lunch table by force and giving you no say!?

“Cuz’ I can tell nobody packs you your own lunch..always eating school food n shit’ “ the last part was said under his breath of course he wouldn’t want to offend you but damn he hated how nobody is treating you how he would nobody patches you up after you get hurt on the field, nobody packs you good fucking lunch as he puts it.

Nobody cares for you like he would, oh If he just had you already he would smother you, give you the whole world if you asked just to prove himself to you.If he had the guts to. So instead he just do the things he wishes others do for you like now. He wishes others cook for you or well he wishes he could cook for you.

Bakugou just wishes the thoughts in his mind would shut the fuck up he may seem like he doesn’t care on the outside but damnit he’s shaking like a fuckin’ new born cattle he was nervous!? this is fuckin new.he hopes he didn’t make you mad or better yet he just hopes he didn’t ruin his chances to be with you.

You sit down at the table awkwardly and then he pulls out two lunch boxes one for you and one for him. You take it slowly.

“What did you make?”

“Some sushi rolls and ramen”

“Sounds good, thanks…Bakugou”

“Katsuki.”

“What?”

“Call me Katsuki you don’t have to be formal” he grunts out before he starts OBLITERATING his food. You do not exactly the same first you taste the sushi rolls gosh this guy can cook…then you went to taste the ramen as the noodles hit your tongue you almost broke you neck leaning it back just because of the FUCKING TASTE god you loved this cooking.

It was wayy better than what you’ve been eating this whole year swallowing whatever you had in your mouth you quickly turned to face him.

“Katsuki.”

“What?” He turns to face you confused but not angry or annoyed

“Can I do something?”

“Um do what—“ without a words you raised your hands and cupped his face… “The hell are you doing?—“ he grunts.

“Showing my appreciation,your food was just soooooo goood!” You start to pinch his cheeks and squeezing them which of course makes him blush what the hell?! Is this what you do to all your friends?…not that he’ll complain your hands were soft and warm and then your pretty smile..it just made his heart beat so fucking fast.

“S-stop it-“

“But your cheeks are so soft aww look at you!”

This made his face even redder were you calling him cute?? You’re just smothering him with attention. He grabs your wrist not hard but mildly to get you to stop and you do. Well now isn’t this awkward you’re just staring at him with your pretty eyes…wait what?

“Hey guys” A pink haired girl walks up to the table and as her gaze looks around the table it drops on the blond and you. “What’s going on here? You guys dating?” She teases pointing her finger

“Nothing we’re not dating.” Bakugou moves himself to face his lunch again you do the same but since you want to be an asshole now you scoot closer to him.

“Who is she?” You ask looking at Bakugou

“Raccoon eyes introduce yourself.”

“Pft still rude as ever..anyways I’m Mina! Mina Ashido” she says with a bright smile it’s very contagious you start to smile too

“I’m Y/n, L/n Y/n”

“Nice to meet you anwaysss..are you Bakugou plus one for the karaoke Sunday??”

“Uh-“

“Yes she he” he interrupted

~~~~~

As Sunday inches closer you scramble through your closet looking for the perfect outfit to save for Sunday as your elbow deep into your bin of clothes you hear a knock at your door you turn your music off.

“Who is it?”

“It’s me princess.”

“Come in the doors unlocked”

As Bakugou walks in he stares at you then he starts looking around your room and how it was decorated with pictures of you and your friends, family too some pets then posters of shows and musicians all dressed under fairy lights and his gaze lingers over to your desk organized and decorated also with small figures and one hello kitty mirror

“Don’t tell me you’re a neat freak?”

“M’ not.” You grumble

“What are you doing”

“Looking for an outfit for Sunday”

“What do you plan on wearing?”

“Why would I be elbow deep in my basket if I didn’t planned to wear something? Clearly I didn’t plan” you say a little bit aggressively

“Damn chill” he goes to sit on your bed.

“Do you need anything?”

“No”

“So why are you here”

“Just to see you”

“Forr?…” you drag your sentence on wanting to really know why he was here because it really can’t be one reason right?

“For nothing just to see you.” He grunts

You get up putting your basket back in your closet and you walk up to the bed.

“Do you like me?”

Hell no. Did you already know about his crush or something why are you asking this question now?

He snaps his gaze back to you a blush forming slowly on his cheeks

“What are you talking about dumbass?”

“I mean you said you were here to see me for no reason so you must like me” you say pointing towards yourself smirking

“I didn’t know you were so full of shit” he says his blush turning a deeper shade of red

“Relax I’m kidding…” you say sitting down next to him “unless…” you turn to face him slowly

“Shut it.” He shoves his hand in your face, you start to giggle and peel his hand away from your face.

“Look you mess up my hair!”

“Fine I’ll fix it”

He leans in fixing the front of you hair. You took this as a chance to actually examine his face you look from his furrowed eyebrows to his bright red irises then to his flushed cheeks and lastly to his plump soft…pinkish lips…you kinda wish you could kiss him

Wait what are you thinking you’re just friends with him..you pull his hands away from your hair saying it’s fine and getting up to fix it yourself. What you didn’t notice is how Bakugou saw the way you looked at his lips it opened up something inside of him..

“So do you want me to pick you up and drop you off for Sunday?” He says looking at you through the mirror

“Um..sure I wouldn’t mind”

“Okay. What’s your number so I can text you?”

“Here,” you hand him your phone exchanging numbers with him. “Wait can I take a picture to use for your contact?”

“What why-“

“Don’t answer that say cheese” you lift your phone up holding it to face him and snap a picture. Once you look at it you frown. “Why’d you flip me off Katsukii?” You whine

“Shut up.”

༝༚༝༚

 later that night you can’t deny it you were staring at his picture all night kinda hoping he would text you but it wouldn’t matter in the end because you’re finally going to get to spend even more time with him tomorrow at the Karaoke place, and maybe go to the park after take a stroll…maybe.

IM GONNA BE HONEST LINKS HATE ME PART4

@armeenix

[lunicho]

I saw your post about your laptop being dodgy and couldn’t help but imagine Computer Science major Wonbin who practically jumps at the opportunity to help you. He’d tie his hair back and adjust his glasses before inspecting your laptops condition. You watched closely as his soft hands worked to fix the issue. ‘Thank you Wonbin, your a lifesaver’ you said but he could only focus on the feeling of your chest against his 😵‍💫

Eventually, he’s between your thighs and teasing your clit through your undies. As he gets more into it his glasses start to become tilted and his hair is barely tied. Once you cum he tells you he thinks he’ll have to visit you again to ‘check your laptop’ but you know thats definitely an excuse.

Hope you get your laptop sorted bby and sorry if me using your actual situation makes you uncomfortable 🫶🏾 sending love and hugs!!

omg this didn't make me uncomfortable at all, i love when people are creative enough to take inspo from everything cuz im like that so UR GOOOD,, also my laptop is.. idek what she's doing i went in and did a whole bunch of shit to it so we'll see,,, ALSO OKAY WAIT after i wrote this ask.. do u mind if i turn this into a fic 😭😭

thinking abt computer science major wonbin who's had the phattest crush on you all semester. he's been trying to be your friend but can't figure out a reason to really spend time with you and he's Not about to ask you out cuz he's shy.. so when ur computer starts to flake in you and he overhears u whining about it he jumps in to offer his help! you're immediately greatful to him,, praising his skills and pretty much metaphorically dick riding him.. he loves it,, gives him sort of a confidence boost in the moment.

he'd come to your dorm after classes, sitting at your desk and immediately looking around on your laptop. you'd lean over his shoulder, tits practically falling out of your shirt. he'd be lying if he said he didn't already notice them, that he hadn't already stared at them. so when he turns to look up at you and is instead met with the scent of your perfume and the sight of your tits he clears his throat, pushing the chair backwards so he can actually focus.. he'd be the type to explain everything he's doing,, letting you know what may be wrong with your computer. when you're like "oh wonbin, don't know what i would've done without you, you're a lifesaver!" it gives him that same feeling as before.. like he wants u on ur knees in front of him.. his mind would flood with images of you in compromising positions, with you choking on his cock.. anything like that, he'd struggle to keep it together.

like u said,, he eventually ends up with his hand down your pants, his head over your shoulder. he'd lazily place kisses on your shoulder and cheek, hands working hard to make u feel good.. the type to place a hand around your throat as u grind against his fingers.. he'd be on top of the world right now omg..

[heyyypuddin]

Withering Petal Chapter 9 (Armando x OC) Bad Boys

Chapter 9

The next morning came around, and Amora got up groggily before getting ready to do her morning routine so she could take Bowser for his sunrise walk. Typically, she took him every morning, but with how crazy things have been, not much has been on its usual routine.

She looked in her closet to find something bright to try and cheer herself up, especially after remembering the events that took place last night almsot feeling the way his hands covered her and caressed her as she sat in his lap crying.

"Ughh, how embarrassing, oversharing, and boohoo crying in the man's lap. Way to go, Amora,” she mumbled, pulling out a bright pink athletic romper and pulling it on. She sat down at her vanity looking at herself and decided to put on a little extra make-up to help battle out the roughness she felt.

She glazed her lip with lip gloss, pulled her hair into a low ponytail, sprayed on some perfume, and was out her room door to head downstairs to prepare Bowser’s walking bag. She reached the living room and started grabbing everything she needed and bent over to put on her shoes.

“Goood morning” She heard a deep drawl.

Coming up quickly spinning around, she grabbed her racing heart, seeing Armando behind her, leaning his left hip on the couch with his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants with that troubling smirk on his face.

"Geez, what are you a ninja?’ She asked, trying to calm her racing heart.

It’s not the first time he snuck up on her, and it’s not like he does it deliberately or she thinks, but he's always just... there.

"Nah, just a drug dealer."

She shot him a deadpan look, both of them knowing he's not your average drug dealer.

"Anyways, if you don't mind El Chapo, I need to take Bowser on his walk.”

He gave her a quiet curious look, and when she was about to ask him what he's looking at, he spoke, surprising her again.

“Mind if I come along?”

Her mind went blank at his question, like a computer that hit a buffer, creating an awkward pause—too long of a pause.

“If you do mind, I can just stay in here.”

"No, its fine, you can come; I'm sorry, it just took me by surprise,” she said, avoiding eye contact with him.

She really didn’t mind, but she just feels so embarrassed from last night. After trauma dumping on him. What are they even going to do—just walk in silence together?

That probably wouldn’t be so bad; at least nothing could run out of her mouth that would further embarrass her.

““I’ll go get my shoes”

He stated, quickly turning on his feet and walking away, leaving the distracted woman to her thoughts.

Coming back, he saw she was still in thought, wondering if it had anything to do with last night.

““You good?” He asked her, feeling concerned; he himself didn’t know why; maybe it was because it was the right thing to do.

He saw her eyes come out of her daze, and a small smile pulled her lips, but he could tell it was fake.

“Yeah, let’s go,” and she swung open the door and was out practically running. Again, confused eyes followed her, and he called out her name. She turned back at him with a puzzled look.

““Aren't you going to take Bowser?”

Amora stood there, still like a statue. Static silence filled her brain at the question.

“I can go get him for you...?”

“NO-.....” She yelled out, surprising them both.

“I got it. I will be right back." She spoke slowly, but everything about her was racing fast, her mind, her heart, and now her legs as she flew past him into the house and up the stairs into her room, shutting the door softly behind her, turning around and leaning on it, breathing out.

“Oh god, what am I doing?” she cried out at the shame running through her. She walked over to her vanity, fixing anything on her appearance that she could, trying to distract herself from feeling like a complete idiot.

"Ok, Amora, we were going to go out there, and we are going to be normal, okay? Hes just a regular guy who just happens to be a drug dealer and fugitive who comforted you on your sob story, okay?” She tried to pep talk herself.

“A man who just happens to be very fine and so far so completely different than what I thought—You know what be for real—I got this."

She took one deep breath in and sprayed a little bit more perfume on her before going out of her room and calling for Bowser. She didn't hear him upstairs, so she went down, continuing to look for him.

Yelling his name, she still didn't hear him until she saw Armando peeking his head through the front door.

“He came out here with me.”.

That’s different. She headed to where he was peeking through, and he opened the door, allowing for her to come out, and sure enough she saw that Bowser was out on the front lawn playing by himself.

“When did he come out here?” Amora asked, puzzled by what was happening.

“When you headed upstairs and was gone for a bit, I called him, and he came out here.”

Another confused look crossed Amora's face as she turned to face the man.

“You’re telling me that... he listened to you?”

He nodded, and she gave a quite hum. Since when did Bowser Event start to like him? When she was first training him, he didn't even answer to her at all.

"Okay, well cool, let me just grab one last thing and we can go." Amora told him before marching inside the house to grab her gun and any last item she needs for his walking kit.

Once she was done, she came out, and Armando was watching her as she put the gun in her pouch.

“Thats just for safety, right?” he asked her, and she looked at him with a small smirk.

“Unless you plan on giving me a reason to use it.”

He gave his own smirk, shaking his head at her, and they both admired each other, only looking away when Bowser gave a bark.

“We should go,” she quietly beamed.

“Yeah” Armando gazed at her, the sun rising brightly behind him. She felt a peaceful warmth fill her as she walked past the man shooting him a full smile.

Armando watched after her, feeling his own sort of peace, especially seeing her beautiful smile that he's starting to adore. He hasn't felt that in a while, but he definitely couldn't help but to stare at her ass swaying in the romper she was wearing; she looked gorgeous in that pink.

“You coming?” He heard her yell from way up ahead, bringing him out of the spell she had him. He knew he was going to enjoy whatever this was very much.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

About an hour later, the couple came back from their walk. Amora was telling him about different anime’s she would watch or her favorite movies. Armando is listening, taking notes in his head. Sometimes he would share about different places he traveled to with different deals that he did, which brought up talk about different places Amoras always wanted to go to.

“Believe it or not, I’ve always wanted to go to the Netherlands. I’ve seen videos and clips, and they just look so magical and unreal,” she starred out with stars and hope in her eyes.

He took a break from cooking them breakfast and started at her.

““What’s stopping you from going?” He already knew the answer, but he wanted to hear it from her.

She looked up from her sketchpad, that sadness now replacing that hope.

“You know why,” she huffed out and went back to sketching.

Not wanting to push it any further, he left it and continued cooking their food.

“What other places do you want to see?” He has asked, wanting to dissipate the cloud he sees storming behind her eyes.

“Well, I would love to see Japan; see what the hype is all about. You know, get a better feel for my parents. Another place I want to see is actually Ghana and Honduras, OH! I want to visit New York, but, in the wintertime, since I’ve never seen snow and the movies make it seem really special,” she continued, that light rising back in her eyes.

For the rest of the day, they continued spending time with each other, figuring out bits and pieces about one another. It was an odd but warm feeling for them. Never had they really had the chance to create a bonding experience in their upcoming or even really create friends. It was a feeling they both held on to through the day.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It was finally late in the night when Amora came downstairs freshly showered in her pajamas to watch some TV. But she heard the TV already playing something. She quickly rounded the corner to see it was Armando watching Blue Exrcisot... shirtless.

She felt her brain short circuit at the sight of him lying back on the couch, one arm behind his head and his other near his groin, legs spread open even showcasing how big his legs were.

Her mind quickly traveled south of how she could easily fit between his legs on her knees, gripping those big thighs.

“Parece que te gusta mucho lo que estás mirando, Amor.”

She jumped at hearing his voice, feeling a tsunami of embarrassment hit, for what feels like the 20th time that day; unfortunately, it wasn’t the first time she got caught staring at him.

She walked over quickly to the couch, plopping down on the other side, away from him.

""Sorry, I just wasn’t expecting to see you in here,” she mumbled and grabbed her couch blanket to snuggle and watch the show.

It was quiet for all about 5 minutes until Amora broke the silence, curious as to why he was in the living room.

““Why are you in here? Is the TV in your room not working?”

Armando slowly looked at her and raised his eyebrow in question, and it dawned on her that it probably sounds like she didn’t want him in there.

““Not that it’s a problem—I actually don’t mind you in here; it’s just you never are. You can stay,” she wishes her words could’ve just stopped, but her lips kept moving.

“Only if you want to stay, of course, don’t feel like you have to know just because.”

“I just wanted to be in here with you. I hear you watching some pretty interesting stuff, and you said you were going to show me some of your favorites." Armando cut her off, with amusement on his face. She was so adorable when she was nervous; he would’ve let her continue but decided to give her a little bit of mercy.

““Oh. Okay cool” She sanked deeper into the couch, trying to calm her nerves that the half-naked man was bringing her.

“So who's your favorite character in this one?” Armando asked her, wanting to know as much as he could about her. Wanting to get closer to her, it's been enjoyable the time they've been spending together, and he's not afraid to admit that.

“Father Fujimoto” was her serious response, and Armando looked from the TV to her, unsure if he heard her correctly.

“The father? as in the priest?” He questioned.

Amora didn't look to him but kept watching the TV, trying to keep a poker face.

“Mhmm yeah, who’d you think I was going to say?”

“I don't know." He responded back to his regular cool expression, but the gears in his mind were running.

She let out a giggle from her lame joke, but it eased the nerves she was feeling. She felt herself relaxed, realizing she was still so tense from when she first saw him on the couch, but right now it felt as if she was just chilling with a friend.

“I'm just joking, while I do love his character, I'm going to have to go with Rin as my favorite."

She told him, letting out a few more small giggles and looking over at Armando, who was already looking at her.

“If you want, I can put on the movie they have and can explain as we go." He shrugged at her playing cool, but if he could be honest, that idea did seem really enjoyable.

“Cool, you like popcorn?” Again, he shrugged, but Amora didn't mind; she knew he wasn't a man of too many words. She got up from the couch excitedly and looked at him with the brightest smile he's ever seen her have.

“I'm going to make this the best night you ever had,” and before he could make a joke at what she said, she bounded away into the kitchen. He could think of a few ways to make this the greatest night he had, but for now, he's just going to enjoy the movie night that she's planning

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Hey puddin, sooooo sorry for the long wait on this chapter, I kept scrapping it not satisfied with how I wanted to build those relationship but I decided to leave it be as there will be more chapters for me to work on that, so I know this is a short-ish chapter but i really you hope you enjoy it 💕

[dearlymrme]

Five Times You Showed Satoru You Could Be Trusted and The Moment He Realized It

Synopsis: Not to say that he doesn't receive kindness from Suguru or Shoko, but as a new student or a background that's just offering kindness with no strings attached? I don't think he'd trust it when he's young.

Author's Note: This is my first submission to the JJK fandom. My offering, if you would, tenderly left at the foot of the door to fandom in hopes it will suffice as good tribute. So, please enjoy.

i.

It's his first opinion: You must be an idiot.

Despite the fact that he told you not to bother covering for him--that with Infinity nothing could touch him, on your first mission together you still put yourself between him and the attack he could see coming from miles away. An attack that would never even make contact with him.

You smiled at him and told him, "Just because they're not gonna be able to hit you, doesn't mean it's acceptable for anyone to try to." Duh, he knows that.

It’s stupid…-It’s just pointless.

ii.

"Why'd you eat it in the first place if you knew it was going to give you stomach pain?"

"Because it’s so goood." He whined, clenching his gut with his chin on his desk and a sour expression. Satoru loves tiramisu. His stomach does not.

"I can’t argue with that. Here, eat this." You say, handing him what looks like a Hi-Chew. "It's a ginger chew, they're really good for settling stomach pain."

He passes it off with a huff.

"It'll go away on its own in a minute." You raise a brow and force the chew into his hand

"So? Why suffer yourself that extra minute when you could just end it now?"

"Pain builds tolerance. Weren’t you taught that? Soon, my stomach will get with the program and I can have tiramisu whenever I want!" He pulls a shining but forced grin.

"…--Just take the chew." You strong-armed him into eating the surprisingly sweet ‘medicine’.

It’s stupid…–It’s just a stomach ache.

iii.

"Hey Satoru, can we take a picture together?" He raises a brow, pausing from his fidgeting with his pencil.

"Huh? Why?"

"Well, I mean. I got some of selfies with Suguru and Shoko but I barely have any with just you and me." He shakes his head.

"No, I mean, why are you asking? People do it all the time." You blink, confused.

"Wha?"

"Suguru and Shoko don't see it but they don't have Six-Eyes--"

"People are taking your picture without your consent?"

"Yeah, it's nothing new."

Later he stares in mild consideration when you corner a woman in the streets and berate her for pointing her cellphone at him without asking first. How she should be ashamed as someone older, who should know common courtesy and--

"Delete it. Now!"

It's stupid…--It's just a picture.

iv.

"I heard they're sending you on a mission out of the country." You mention idly, sitting on his couch and playing Pokemon on your Gameboy as he sits over on his bed, likewise on his Gameboy but playing Mario Kart.

"Yup," He pops.

"Anything I can do to help while you're gone?" You ask and he snickers.

"How are you supposed to help me? It's not like you're coming with me."

You snicker in turn, shaking your head.

"Well, obviously. I mean, do you have anything you want me to do for you while you’re gone? I could take your notes for the classes you miss?"

"Those classes are excused."

"They'll still be on the midterms?" He snorts at your institution that he needs to study for the midterms.

"You could take care of my Digimon for me." He jokes, earning a shrug.

"I mean, I don't know much about Digimon but sure."

He thought it was obvious that it was a joke. When he gets home you hand him back over his Tamagotchi and not only is his Augmon still alive but you’ve managed to get it to evolve to Metalgreymon.

It’s stupid…-It’s just a toy.

v.

"What do you want?"

You've seen him irritated before, at other people but never at you. It's pretty intimidating for him to walk up to you in the middle of the hall and glare you down like you've done the most offensive thing possible to him but you can't recall doing anything wrong. He'd tell you if you did, right?

"What do you mean?"

"What do you want? Money? Brownie points? Just tell me what you want out of this already!"

"I don't want anything. I thought that was pretty obvious, dude. I just like hanging out with you." You frown, brows pinching. "I mean, I kinda got this impression that people only got close to you to use you but I'm not doing that."

"Why not?" Is he…really asking that?

"Because it's fucked." You shake your head.

You know he's known Shoko and Suguru a lot longer. You knew that there was a chance this kind of confrontation and assumption would happen. You had hoped that by now you made it clear he could trust you but having him outright tell you to your face that he doesn't and seemed to never did…really hurts.

"There's no ulterior motive, Satoru. Can't I just be nice to you for the sake of being nice?"

"That's…really stupid."

"It's not." You disagree. "I'm playing Mario Kart later. You're welcome to come over and join me if you want."

He watches your retreating back with a miffed expression. The way your voice waivers with some dying hope. He clicks his tongue, stuffs his hands in his pockets, and goes to hang out with his real friends.

It’s stupid…-It’s just a game. It has to be...

.

"She's gotta be dumb as bricks if she thinks any of this stuff is actually helping me?!"

Satoru complains, pacing a racetrack around the room. Suguru sips his freshly made tea and flips through his magazine as Shoko idly smokes her cigarette near the open window. They both listen to their friends complain with equally half-amused attention.

"Like, what the hell does she even want!? She never asks for anything in return! It's so fucking weird, I don't know what her deal is!!?"

"Satoru…" Geto sighs, flipping another page but saying nothing else.

Shoko flicks ash out of the window edge and says what they’re both thinking.

"You're a genius but you are so fucking stupid."

He stops at their statement and gives them a betrayed look, glancing between the two as they level him with exasperated expressions. Suguru then gestures to himself, to Shoko, and then to Satoru before rolling his hand.

Satoru does the math and…

Oh…Maybe it's not so stupid.

vi.

You very quickly learned that the world decided to do Satoru Gojo dirty. Making him the strongest sorcerer in the world: put on the pedestal of a 'god' and treated so objectively. Like a commodity rather than the privilege and person that he is.

You hope that the people who use him get what's coming to them. You hope that when the day comes they expect him to 'save' everyone that he'd be vindictive about. You know for a fact that you would.

You don't care that he's the strongest. You only care about the subtle moments you get to share with him. You only care about the blue shell he's thrown from 6th place and him taking your lead.

"Fuck you!"

"Fuck me yourself, coward!" You break out into laughter that he echoes, knowing his sass wasn't meant to be taken seriously but hardly believe you're hearing it to begin with. Just like you hardly really believe he’d show up at your door at all with a pained expression and an apology.

"What?"

"What?" Satoru parrots.

"That's stupid." You snicker and shake your head.

"You’re stupid!"

Your room is filled with laughter as you soak in the warmth of the moment and his side pressed against yours without the cold of Infinity to be felt.