#so now im back tehe

[luyo-mi]

omg? i? am? back?

[socialbunny]

SIMS 2 BODYSHOP SCENE FOR BLENDER | DOWNLOAD

just for fun :) it's bodyshop as a scene in blender. made with blender 3.3.1 and with eevee in mind, but it looks fine in cycles too ♥

credits: hdri i used for the scene

[ryuseitai]

im so annoyed my earring got fucked up

[maztemmo98]

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[aster-go-brrr]

still having brain technical difficulties but im procrastinating on working on a research project for a friend of mine BSHDHDHDA

[apuff]

tbh that choice is so strange but it is also the only one that could possibly work.

the thing about danger days is that it is SO concept and story heavy that it exists in its own little fantasy comic universe that gerard made. it's unlike things like the black parade, because while they are both heavily focused on a story, the black parade can sort of go off and do unrelated stuff like teenagers (which as far as i know has no bearing on the plot).

danger days has its own characters with their own silly little names, locations, specific antagonists and units of antagonists, also with their own names, its own original places and lingo.

the black parade, or any of the other albums for that matter, do not take place in a specific world-- even with supernatural elements of the devil, vampires, and ghosts, it's "our world + thing + the cool story." not like danger days, which obviously is not our world. in the other albums, them going off and doing something unrelated to the plot isn't an issue, because it's going from a specific story in a general world to a general story in a general world.

now, in danger days, it's true that there are SOME tracks that don't seem to have too many specific ties to the pre-existing world & story- but they match it closely enough that it's fine. and additionally, since the rest of the album is so saturated with specificity, generic songs are flavored by those other songs automatically. again, i feel like this is different from some other albums, where i legitimately struggle to find ANYTHING the "off-concept" songs could have to do with the plot. (think: skylines and turnstiles)

now. back to vampire money. vampire money takes place in a generic world, seemingly without the danger days™️ markers of existing in the world of the album. HOWEVER it does share in almost exactly the same vibes are everything else there, so it fits right along if you're just jamming and not digging in super deep to anything.

now, the concept of vampire money is based off the time mcr was offered to make a song for twilight, and they refused to buy into it. (vampires= twilight). hence, the song is in a reality where they did buy into it, "selling out" for big movie fame and hollywood life of energetic excess.

[this isn't a vampire money analysis specifically, but i just can't help pointing out that "the kids don't care if you're all right, honey, pills don't help but it sure is funny, gimme gimme some of that vampire money" seems to be a reference to how living this life of "selling out" would be bad for their health, but their fans wouldn't care about that at all. next line seems to be about them turning to coping mechanisms in the form of drugs, which obviously do not work, and then simply go back to wanting more money. anyways full vampire money analysis coming soon.?./?]

hopefully you can see why this is so incongruous with the rest of danger days. this is a SPECIFIC plot that not only has nothing to do with the other plot, it's a direct contradiction. now, it makes sense that if they REALLY wanted to include this song is such a concept-heavy, insular story, they would have NO OTHER place to put it than at the end. i mean, think about it- it can't go in the beginning, since that would ruin look alive sunshine, and it can't go in the middle, since that would ruin the flow of the story, and it can't be a secret/bonus track because it's fire and deserves to be heard by everyone. so, it goes at the end.

now. something else i think is neat. i consider goodnite dr. death to be the "ending" of the danger days story. the radio host that has been guiding us through the story and the world the whole album says he needs to leave (plus it's sort of implied this is because the fabulous four died and lost, which is deffo the end), and gives a final message to all the rookie killjoys listening. then the earrape national anthem plays, which i'm sure has an extremely deep meaning i don't have time to get into right now. but anyways- that's the end, sending us off with a radio segment just how we started with one. the lights are out and the party's over

then vampire money comes on.

the VERY first thing vampire money does is break the immersion, and i'm certain this is intentionally. gerard (not party poison this time, GERARD) calls on their bandmates --using their real, actual names, not the silly killjoys names-- to start up the song. so the message we are supposed to be getting from this is letting us know, "this is not part of the story, and we know that. just think of it as its own thing."

so, now that i've explained how vampire money distinguishes itself from the overall story, i can get into why it fits.

so...something i've been thinking about for months now is "what is danger days ABOUT." I can come up with very simple words or phrases that describe what i believe to be the "point" of the other concepts. the black parade is about mortality. three cheers for sweet revenge is about redemption, revenge, and crime. bullets is about vampire horror. What on earth is danger days about?

it just has this specific VIBE to it that i feel like i can clock from a mile away, just a few seconds of any point in a danger days song and you feel it. and it certainly has some things it's "about," like the concept of rebellion against a dystopia, about being jaded, about leading revolutions, about fucking it all and just doing crimes for fun. but like....this is the issue. these are mostly feelings. vibes that you have when you sing those songs. not really concrete ideas. so can they really be themes? i don't know, i haven't taken a media studies class yet.

in my adventures mentally categorizing and sorting mcr songs and albums, i consider there to be a spectrum of danger days songs. i have also analyzed these in my head in comparison to the two killjoys books gerard cowrote, which i am calling killjoys california and national anthem for brevity's sake.

on one end of the spectrum, we got songs like na na na, destroya, and the like, those which are more aligned to national anthem. these things seem to prioritize FUN first and foremost, doing whatever the fuck you want at any given second, sticking it to the man, shooting up places, feeling the adrenaline and the danger of driving down a highway at breakneck pace while blasting at draculoids behind you. this is the closest the fabulous four, in my opinion, get to being "rebels without a cause"- people who don't really believe in anything, and are just using anarchism and anti-establishment-ness as an excuse to hurt people and feel no consequences for their actions.

on the other end, we have stuff that make the killjoys seem like highly principled and caring activists, that feel sorrow and pain and want to protect the girl and keep BLI from hurting people. this is more in line with killjoys california, where the fabulous four are contrasted with val velocity, who just kills whoever the hell he wants and loves violence. i find this more in the "sadboy" songs like scarecrow, summertime, and kids from yesterday, as well as in sing and bulletproof heart to some extent.

so in my idea, those paragraphs are what danger days is "about," the space between rebels without a cause and the principled activists, but also filled with the most rambunctious high fun as possible.

so how does this relate to vampire money? well, in my wholesomeness x energy ranking spreadsheet (long story) i would consider it to be on more of the "rebel without a cause" side of things, and obviously is extremely high energy, in fact the highest in their whole discography. this is because vampire money really does seem to be on the side of the most dangerous and exhausting fun there is.

however.

let's go back to what vampire money is about. it presents a critique of movie star (and rock star, to some extent) culture by showing what happens when you sell out of your principles. you're "cool" but your satisfaction is empty: your fans don't care about your health, drugs only make things worse, and above all there's the repetition of ALWAYS wanting more, gimme, gimme somma that vampire money. but it's fun, it's SO fucking fun.

do you get what i'm going at here?

vampire money is giving rebel without a cause, but ONLY because it's fundamentally a criticism of it, that integrity-less and capitalistic life of fun.

do you get what i'm going at here?

thematically, vampire money fits RIGHT at home with the rest of danger days. it's perfect.

now, lemme talk a bit about the ending of that particular song, something i always thought was supremely goofy /pos

as all the themes i talked about earlier reach a crescendo, there is another immersion break like at the start. only this time, the break is between the sarcastic world of vampire money and the real world, instead of between the fantasy world of danger days and the sarcastic world of vampire money. gerard breaks in and apologizes for making a mistake with the performance ("that music is WAYYY to loud") and turns it down.

i can't help but interpret this as being a purposefully very real song amidst their concepts. i mean, with the ending i can't help being broken away from the immersion of this being a story, and now start imagining just some guys getting carried away while playing music, and accidentally making it too loud.

WHY did they make it so real? it's such an unorthodox choice, there's no way it's just an accident.

well, i propose something, based off some of my personal thoughts as to why danger days- and mcr as a whole- is so awesome.

it's obvious this album is a passion project, someone's brainchild, an idea someone had that they wanted to make real.

the black parade- a gritty, emo, monochrome angstfest of death and drama- got popular.

and what did they do next? more of the same thing? no, they did what they fucking wanted and created a colorful, silly, comic book story about blasting dudes with guns and having fun and loving people and everyone getting blown up. it's so clear just thinking about danger days that they loved every second of making it. and that shines through.

so, my theory is that vampire money is a response to people that might dislike the new direction of danger days. "you want us to keep making all the things we used to, just for the sake of money?" it asks, "well, this is the result, you sure you want that?"

i feel like the sarcasm and unseriousness across it is to that end as well. the idea of mcr doing that is just sort of ridiculous.

as an artist, that's really what i like to see. i'd never feel fully happy with a smashing album that they hated and made themselves miserable to do- or, dare i say, something they sold out to make.

imagine a world where they wanted to be movie stars, play the game and take the band real far. sold out, did what people expected them to do.

suffice to say, we'd probably have a lot less danger days and a lot more vampire money.

oh the things i was doing in the 10 minutes before class started

[aciddrattboyy]

saying somethin' stupid like 'i love you'

choso confesses his love for you tehe <3

choso x f!reader ☆ smut, a lil fluff in the beginning ☆ wc: 3.8k cw: dirty talk? cunnilingus, oral sex, face fucking, choso first time a/n: this one is still up on my ao3 @ oomfcheese but like i said in my previous post i am gettin rid of the acct which is like the only reason im reposting these specific fics

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“i love you,”  the words tumbled out of choso as he walked behind you. having been dwelling on this fact for what felt like forever, he finally couldn’t keep the words to himself any longer. he knew fundamentally, he shouldn’t be able to love. or at least that’s what he thought. he was half a curse after all, was he really capable of such a deep human emotion?

when choso began to tell yuji he could relate to how he felt with you, yuji immediately asked him if he loved you. this confused choso. he knew he loved his brothers but what he felt for you was different. it took a long winded explanation from yuji for choso to understand the different types of love. 

and now here he was, blurting out these words that held such weight in his heart it was becoming unbearable. 

“what?” your eyebrows were furrowed in confusion as you turned around to look at him. your heartbeat quickened at what you so desperately hoped you didn’t hear. but when you saw the apologetic look in choso’s eyes, you knew you weren’t imagining things. he stood frozen, hands balled into fists at his sides, looking you directly in the eye with such intensity you’ve never before seen from him.

“i love you,” his tongue felt heavy in his mouth as he spoke, having felt like he’s said something that should’ve never left the confines of his mind. it took you a second to truly register his words, the phrase now running rampant in your head. but when he took a hesitant step forward, you seemed to snap out of it. 

practically jumping in his arms, you begin to sob into his clothes, clinging onto him desperately. your sudden movement had shocked choso for only a second before he was wrapping his arms around you tightly. for the first time since in a couple weeks, you truly felt safe. burying your head in his neck, you felt his breath hitch slightly as he held onto you. 

“i love you choso,” your voice was muffled against his skin, but choso heard you clearly. squeezing his eyes shut tight he tried his hardest to keep his tears at bay. “are you crying…” you could feel his body shaking slightly against yours, small sniffles filling your ears. pulling back slightly to get a good look at his face, you saw tears threatening to spill over his lashes as he shook his head. 

as he wiped his eyes with the backs of his hands you couldn’t help the small laugh that escaped your lips. the sound seemed to startle choso, looking up at you quickly. seeing your own smile, made one tug on the corners of his lips. soon enough he was laughing with you, hands holding onto your shoulders before pulling you into another hug. 

“we should get back, yuji’s probably hungry,”choso spoke softly. you hummed softly in response, just now becoming aware of the plastic bags you had in your hands filled with supplies you managed to scavage from nearby gas stations and corner stores. 

“such a good big brother,” you muttered against his shirt, not entirely ready to let go now that you had truly just gotten him. with one final squeeze, you let go of him, opting to hold his hand as the two of you walked back to where you were hiding out. 

“took ya long enough,” yuji shot up from the couch he was sitting on when the two of you walked into the apartment you were now squatting in for the time being. “i see it went well,” he smiled as his eyes darted down to where your two hands were connected. a small blush painted your cheeks as you looked between the brothers.

“you set this up?” now was choso’s turn to be embarrassed, bringing his free hand to his nape as he averted his eyes. 

“i just suggested it- i didn’t know if he’d go through with it,” yuji reassured, quickly grabbing the bags of food from you. 

“that explains why you offered to stay back,” you muttered, letting go of choso’s hand to playfully flick yuji’s head. turning to face choso, you cocked an eyebrow, “you’re not off the hook either,” you teased, flicking the side of his cheek fully knowing that wouldn’t hurt him in the slightest. 

“ i’m sorry,” choso quickly pulled you into another hug, bending down to bury his nose into the crook of your neck. you laughed as you tried squirming out of his embrace, which just ultimately made him hold onto you tighter. “i love you,” your playful squirming stopped when he spoke, now wanting nothing more but to hold him close. 

“i love you too,”

“gross get a room,” choso, not entirely even sure on what yuji meant, simply shook his head, holding you impossibly close to him. lifting a hand, you flipped yuji off, sticking your tongue out at him before resting your head on choso’s shoulder. 

“let’s go sit down my feet hurt,” you try to pull away from choso, desperately wanting to rest your aching bones. but choso had no intention of letting you go. so with a short yelp, you cling onto him as he lifts you off the ground, carrying you to the couch before sitting you down gently next to him. the warmth from being cuddled into his side, along with the nagging exhaustion you’ve been feeling for the past couple weeks had seemed to finally get to you. as you began to drift off to sleep you vaguely caught snippets of choso and yuji’s conversation. 

⭑.ᐟ

“y/n,” the familiar voice woke you up, eyes blinking rapidly as you tried to adjust to the engulfing darkness. you feel choso’s hand squeeze your shoulder gently, his breath fanning over your head. “you should get in bed so you’re more comfortable,” being incredibly tired, and still a little disoriented, you nodded your head, the idea of sleeping in a bed very appealing.

so without any protests, your body followed his as he stood up from the couch, an arm wrapped around your waist as he guided you to the room you and taken claim over when the three of you found this place. 

“ where’s yuji,” you mumbled absentmindedly, as choso helped you get onto the bed. 

“he’s already asleep dont worry,” choso hovered over you awkwardly as he helped you under the sheets. “goodnight y/n,” 

“wait,” you quickly grabbed his hand with yours, looking up at him in the dark room. “please stay,” your voice was barely above a whisper, slightly muffled by the blankets you had covering all the way up to your nose.  choso almost instantly agreed, nodding his head vigorously before rounding the bed and getting in on the other side. there was a small smile on your lips as you watched him get comfortable under the blankets. 

as if you couldn’t help yourself, you immediately brought your hand to rest on his cheek, both of you laying on your sides to face each other. you watched as choso’s eyes fluttered closed at your touch, bringing his hand up to rest on top of yours.  moving closer towards him, you stopped just when you could feel his breath against your lips, your eyes now locked on his as they flew open. 

it seemed that all time had stopped around you. that it was just you two in the whole world and nothing else would ever matter. 

“y/n,” choso’s voice was shaky, his eyes never leaving yours as you slowly moved your head closer. your eyes flicked from his eyes to his lips multiple times before you finally closed the distance. you pulled away after only a second, already out of breath as you leaned your forehead against his. choso patiently waited for whatever was next to come, silently wanting to feel your lips on his again. 

with a bit of hesitation, he was the one to press his lips into yours. it was slow, gently, tentative, as if he was scared you’d turn away if he moved wrong. contrary to his fears, you were quick to press your lips against his with more force. sliding your hand from his cheek, to the nape of his neck, you tried to pull him as close to you as possible. 

a small groan left choso’s lips as you pressed your body into him, hand now slowly tugging on his hair. your heart seemed to be beating in your ears as you let your tongue slide over his bottom lip. shakily, he exhaled through his mouth, giving you enough of an open to let your tongue slot between his lips. 

his hand trembled when he grabbed your hip as you subconsciously slotted your leg between his. with an experimental roll of your hips, both of you moaned into the kiss. hips twitching against yours, choso felt like he was going to explode. 

you seemed a lot more knowing with your movements, like you knew exactly what you wanted in that moment and for some reason this thought sent blood straight to his dick. distracted by his own thoughts, choso jerked when he felt your cold hand slide under his shirt.

“everything okay?” you asked as your eyes fluttered open, mouth still moving against his.  choso was quick to nod his head, his hand squeezing your hip with what he hoped felt like reassurance. ��if its too much at any point let me know,” he nodded again, his hips bucking into your thigh as you rolled your hips.

the intense kissing kept going, slow rolls of your hips creating little friction keep you satisfied. you could clearly feel choso’s erection poking against your thigh and were now burning with want.

“do you want to go any farther,” you asked shakily as you broke the kiss for the first time in what felt like ages, not that you were one to complain. pulling back enough to see choso’s face, you kept your eyes on him as he spoke.

“yea- yea- i just- i don’t really-...” he huffed, turning over onto his back, eyes shut in frustration. 

“hey,” you quickly propped yourself up on your elbow, leaning over to see his face clearly. “whats the matter,” you whispered, your free hand cupping his jaw and running your thumb in soothing circles on his cheek. 

“i’ve never really… y’k- and i don’t… want.. to mess up,” he let out a sigh, his hands shooting up to run through his hair. he turned his head slightly in your direction, eyes studying you as if he waiting for you to storm out the room. 

“oh choso,” you cooed, swinging your leg over his thighs. “you don’t have to worry about that,” offering a reassuring smile, you pressed a kiss to his mouth. “if you don’t want that though we can stop,” you reminded him quickly, hand falling from his face to rest at your side. 

“no- no i definitely want to,” you giggled at his response, the slight desperation in his voice sending heat straight between your legs. pushing your lips back onto his, you skimmed your hand under his shirt. choso shivered as your fingers skimmed over his nipple, lips crashing against yours to distract him. 

something in choso seemed to change when he felt your wandering hand go down to tease the waistband on his shorts, immediately switching positions so you were below him. not having any complaints, you wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him roughly as you spread your legs for him to fill the space. his hands were shaky as he held onto your hips, face now buried in the crook of your neck as he pressed himself against you. 

your pants and moans filled the room as choso continued to rub against you, soft grunts leaving his lips as kissed the area around your neck messily. with a shaky hand, you grabbed one of his, guiding it along your chest and down your abdomen before having him cup you through your shorts. he froze, lifting his head to look at you. even in the dark room you were able to read what he was asking. you nodded to him, your hand pushing it against you with more force. 

he fumbled to get your pants off and you laughed at his clumsiness before he was finally able to situate himself between your legs. leaning back against the headboard you looked down at choso, your breath hitching as you watched him push stray strands of his hair behind his ear. he looked up at you expectantly, waiting for you to tell him exactly what to do and how to do it.

“you can touch me,” your whispers cut through the silence and without another moment, choso’s hands are kneading your inner thighs. a small mewl from you is what told choso he was doing a good job. with a small surge of confidence, he pressed an experimental kiss to your clothed clit. a small groan left his throat when he felt your hand grab onto his hair, keeping him still as you rolled your hips onto his mouth. “shit-” 

the feeling of you using him, keeping him in place to bring you pleasure, made his hips twitch against the mattress and for a split second choso thought he’d cum untouched just because of this. choso let his eyes close, tongue hanging out as you continued to jerk your clothed cunt onto the wet muscle. 

the room was filled with your shallow whines and choso’s muffled groans as you continued to drive your hips against his mouth, head thrown back when you felt the tip of his tongue push against your covered slit. 

“ah- f-fuck choso,” hearing you moan out his name made his whole body shiver, gripping onto your thighs and pulling them over his shoulders as he made the move to pull your panties to the side. he wanted you to feel good. the sudden feeling of his tongue plunge inside your cunt elicited an almost pornographic moan for you. for a split second you were worried about yuji hearing, but the feeling of choso’s nose rubbing against your clit was truly mind breaking. both of your hands were now gripping his hair tightly,  every jerk of your hands in his hair making him groan against you.

you letting out a whimpered warning of your impending orgasm was the only words you were able to say before you were seeing stars in your vision. your body jerked forward, hunching over choso as he continued to fuck you with his tongue. feeling your hole clench around his tongue as you came on his face, all of the praises and curses your were babbling out went straight to his dick. 

choso only pulled back when you began to loosen your grip on his hair, shifting back slightly as you looked at him with wide eyes. he sat back on his heels, licking his lips experimentally as he watched you.

“what’s wrong,” his voice was soft, eyebrows furrowed with concern for your incredulous expression. 

“you lied to me,” you breathed out, a hand on your chest as you tried to steady your heart. 

“what?” the crease between choso’s eyebrows deepened as he tried to figure out what you were talking about.

“there’s no fucking way that was your first time,” you watched as choso’s head slightly cocked to the side.

“but it was,” by choso’s tone you could tell that he was genuinely confused and something about his expression made you feel warm inside. without another word you leaned forward, cupping his face and pressing your lips onto his. you could feel your cum covering his mouth and nose and something about that fact had you clenching around nothing. “did i do something wrong,” he pulled back slightly, looking at you with concern. you quickly shook your head, placing another kiss on his lips.

“you did everything right,”you muttered against his lips before prodding your tongue between them. choso hummed softly, holding onto your sides tightly as he let your tongue explore his mouth. slowly, you ran your hand down his shirt, stopping just above the waistband of his shorts. “can i help with this,” your voice was a whisper as you ran your fingers over his now very obvious erection. the wet patch in his shorts made you wonder for a brief second if he had cum untouched. choso was quick to nod his head, drawing back slightly to take in your face again. 

“h-how are you gonna help,” his voice was shaky as he tried to keep his hips from bucking into your hand. 

“any way you want,” you were now palming choso through the cloth of his shorts, bottom lip stuck between your teeth as you committed the way his face twisted in pleasure to memory. “i could use my hand,” you spoke slowly, keeping your eyes on him. “my mouth, you could fuck me choso,” choso tried to keep his eyes open as you touched him, mouth open slightly as he tried to stay quiet. 

“your mouth- please… i might… y’know too fast if we do.. that,” you smiled lovingly at choso, placing reassuring kisses all over his temple and exposed neck. seeing him so embarrassed was a stark contrast to his usually stoic persona.

“whatever you want cho��� ,” you tugged on the hem of his shirt, silently asking him to take it off. once he got the hint, he was quick to shrug it off, throwing it who knows where before smashing his lips back onto yours. 

you were quick to switch positions with him, pushing his back against the headboard as you trailed messy kisses all over his exposed torso. once you made it to his stomach you placed a small kiss just below his belly button before looking up at him. watching choso’s face intently, you slowly pulled down his shorts and underwear. 

“a-ah shit y/n,”  his whole body seemed to jerk forward as soon as your lips met his tip, now leaking with precum. you let your eyes fall closed as you stick out your tongue, licking a stripe from the base to tip. the room began to fill with the faint sounds of your gagging as you continued to push your throat to take more of him. 

with a quick glance up at choso, you immediately caught the way his hands were fiercely clinging onto the sheets. keeping your eyes on his, you snaked one of your of your hands under his thighs to take his hand into yours. he wasted no time, slotting his fingers in between yours and gripping tightly. his hips involuntarily bucked up into your mouth, causing you to gag slightly before pulling. 

“sorry- shit im sorry,” choso quickly apologized, shifting from where he sat, not knowing exactly how to help. he only relaxed when he saw you shake your head, a small smile on your face.

“you don’t have to apologize,” you gave his thigh a reassuring squeeze before leaning back down. while taking his dick back in your hand, you had an idea. grabbing one of his hands, you placed it on top of your head. “use me,” looking up at choso through your eyelashes you could see his eyes widen at your implications.

“i-i dont know… what if i hurt you,” his voice trailed off as he looked at you. the way you were looking up at him having him using excessive restraint to keep himself from bucking up into you.

“i’ll tap your thigh three times if i need a break,” you demonstrated, keeping your eyes on him to let him know you were serious. “but we don’t have to do anything you aren’t comfortable with,” quick to remind him, you watched his facial features for any changes. with an uneven exhale, choso nodded his head. 

you smiled as you felt his fingers tighten in your hair, holding you in place as his other hand once again searched for yours.  with one hand in your hair and the other other holding yours, he experimentally jerked his hips forward into your open mouth. 

“oh fuck-  sh-shit,” feeling your warm mouth take him in had his vision blurry. you gagged lightly as choso slowly worked your mouth on him. with a squeeze of his hips, you were silently letting him know he could go faster. choso was quick to act once he got the green light, hips bucking into your mouth at a speed you weren’t expecting. “ ‘m sorry y/n- fuck- i love you- f-feels so good your mouth feels so good,” your eyes widened at his sudden vocalness, thighs clenching together at his words. you hummed around his dick which had him jerking forward. “ a-ah do that again, fuck do that again,” you did as he asked, moaning around his dick as he continued to fuck into you.  

looking up at him you could see that his head was thrown back against the headboard, chest heaving with his eyes screwed shut. you let your eyes fall closed as he used you, feeling tears pool at your lashes and the mixture of spit an precum dripping out your mouth. it was messy and it was loud. choso having seemingly lost any to all restraint for how loud he was, was chanting your name along with i love you’s and curses. 

“ ‘m close y/n- so close,” his words weren’t the only indicator, hips hips moving at a sporadic pace also letting you know he was close. “w-where- oh shit,” before he could finish asking where he should cum, you pushed your head farther onto his dick, hollowing your cheeks as choso came with a long groan. 

you made a point to swallow it all, licking up any that was spilling down his now softening dick. he twitched as you kept licking up his cum, trying to jerk away. only then did you let off, a smile on your face as you looked at him. you crawled over his leg, curling up into his side.

“did you enjoy yourself,” you looked up at him with a playful smile, the darkness of the room almost concealing his blush. choso was quick to nod his head, eyes averting yours out of embarrassment. 

“felt really good,” he murmured into your hair as he kissed your head. you sighed in content, burying yourself closer into his side. “i love you,” he spoke quietly, making you giggle because of the stark contrast with his moaning just moments ago.

“i love you too choso,” you quickly sat up to kiss his cheek, smiling softly at him as you played with his hair. 

the next moments were a bit of a blur, but you found yourself laying down with choso, his chest pressed firmly against your back and his arms wrapped protectively around you. you shivered when you felt his slowing breath hit your neck. a smile crept on your face as you basked in his warmth. for the first time in a while you’d feel safe while sleeping.

i hope you enjoyed !! reblogs/comments are very much appreciated <3

[garlicisgodsbestinvention]

perfect dimensions

(Carmy x Designer!Reader)

Summary: The Bear is weeks from opening, and Sugar hires an interior designer to bring the vision to life. Part 1/3.

Warnings: cursing, WILL contain smut later 👀NO use of Y/N because this is the 21st century. Carmy x female!reader, reader is described as having longer hair but that’s it for physical descriptions. NOT EDITED because I’m lazy girl tehe

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“I hired a designer,” Natalie tells them in passing on Thursday, waving a vague hand when both Syd and Carmy open their mouthes to ask, “She’ll be here in like, twenty minutes.”

“Okay, heard, but we already have a design,” Carmy says, gesturing to the wall covered in layouts.

“Oh, sorry, I didn’t know you had a degree in architecture and engineering. Those are fake dimensions, Bear; we don’t know shit about anything, so someone is going to come in and make sure that we’ve got the right fucking shade of white!” Natalie shouts before the office door slams shut, leaving Syd and Camry to stare after her with equal confusion.

“Pregnancy is making her…” Syd starts to say.

“Mean?”

“Yeah, mean. Definitely a little mean,” Sydney sighs, “She’s right though. Vibe doesn’t get us to opening night.”

And that’s how Carmen finds himself stuttering through an introduction from a now much-more-pleasant Natalie when she shows a woman through the front doors.

Carmen extends his hand to you, clearing his throat, nodding like a fucking idiot when you tell him your name.

“Yeah,” he says, “I’m uh, I’m Carmen.”

“Nice to meet you,” you say, mouth spreading into a smile that makes his heart beat a little faster. “Walk me through?”

Natalie takes the lead while Carmy and Syd hang back. One glance at the look on his partner’s face should have sent Carmy scrambling for something else to do, but he’s not fast enough to remove himself from her presence before a laugh is bubbling from between her closed lips and he’s desperately hoping his face isn’t turning red.

“Im, uh, Carmen,” Syd lowers her voice in a mocking tone.

“Fuck right off,” Carmy shakes his head at her.

“You literally forgot your name!”

“I didn’t forget my fuckin’ name—“

“Like oh my god, a pretty girl with pretty eyes appears and you forget how to talk!”

“Are you done?”

“Absolutely not. I can’t wait for Richie to meet her.”

Carmen wishes the day would never come.

Ten minutes later you appear back in the dining room, Fak following close behind with a shit-eating grin that makes Carmy wish he had never gotten out of bed this morning.

“Carmy! Did you know she likes to bake?”

“No, Fak, we’ve only just met. Would you let her do her job?” Carmen sighs, rubbing his fingers into his eyes to stop an oncoming headache. Syd snorts.

“We’ll chat more later, Neil, I promise,” you say.

“You might have just made yourself a new best friend,” Syd laughs.

Carmy looks away the moment your eyes swivel over to his, trying to disguise that he’s staring as best he can.

“So,” you say, “Natalie said you had drawings. May I see?”

Camry’s fingers itch in a weird way, but he manages a nod before striding over to his backpack to pull out the notebook while you scan the wall of swatches and inspiration photos. You nods your head a little, like you’re concocting an idea.

Carmy wants to twirl a finger through the strand of hair hanging loose out of your updo.

“So, uh, this is what I’ve come up with so far.”

He then spends the next ten minutes walking you through each of the drawings, explaining himself a little too thoroughly, and making random comments about lighting and booth fabric. You look intent the whole time, brow furrowed at the page, occasionally pointing and you don’t even have to say anything—Carmy just starts to over explain immediately following the point of your painted fingernail.

When he’s done, you nod your head slowly, the corner of your mouth twitching up. You’re wearing some sort of lipstick that reminds Carmy of the stain of touching a cherry pit.

“These are amazing,” you say finally, and Carmy feels his face heat. “I like the vibe. I love the vibe, actually. Are you a sensitive person?”

You look up at him and Carmy short-circuits.

Syd says yes, at the exact time he says no.

“Conflicting signals,” you say, “Anyone else to weigh in?”

It takes a second for him to realize that you’re making a joke, and he has to shake himself out of a stupor caused completely by the sight of your smile.

“Uh, no, no I’m good. Gimme feedback,” he says, and you reach out to flip the pages back, landing on the entry.

“Great. I’m going to tell you what we need to fix,” you say, straight to the point. “This entry is too small. Either we need to extend out into the sidewalk, or we need to push the kitchen back by at least five or six feet. The bar is going to create a bottleneck right here, and we need to inset these shelves to give you a little more working room. The lighting here needs to be sconces, and the bathroom doors need to slide to maximize space—this is too small for a swinging door.”

Carmen is fully intent on taking in every word you’re saying, but out of the corner of his eye he can’t help but see Syd’s face transform into something mildly resembling devious.

“Heard,” Carmy says, nodding his head as you looks back up. “Let’s rock.”

——————————————————————————

You become a fixture in Carmy’s life in the same way that Sydney or Richie or Nat are, appearing every time he turns the corner and whispering a hello in passing before you start barking orders to the contractors who listen to your every word. Strangely, he can relate. A week ago you told him, Carmen, please decide which side of the bar you want the ice machine on, and do it quickly so I can tell the water guy when he gets here. He’s never made a decision so fast in his life.

Even Nat had popped an eyebrow when he replied, on it, before you’d even really finished your sentence.

Usually, he’s on autopilot—walking in and straight back to the office or the kitchen and hardly ever stopping to notice what’s going on. He’s the first one in and the last one out by design, so he doesn’t even see everyone else arrive until they’re already there.

This morning, though, Carmy walks into the kitchen to see you already there, writing something out in a notebook as Natalie talks, waving her hands wildly.

“Okay, I got you,” you’re saying only glancing up when Carmy’s shoes shuffle too loudly on the floor. “Oh! Good, you’re here. I need you.“

Carmy raises his eyebrows. “Need me?”

“To look at paint swatches,” you say, ushering him into the main dining area. The words ring in his head like bells as he follows you, the scent of your perfume surrounding him as he walks through the crowd of it. You smells so good, and it reminds him of New York City somehow, the faint scent of rain.

He figures that you must have come in even earlier than he and Natalie both, because you’re dressed more casually than usual, and there’s a charm necklace dangling over your tee shirt that he tries to identify when you turn without you realizing he’s staring. He makes out a paintbrush and nothing else.

“Right, so,” you start, gesturing to the wall. There’s a beat of silence with them both staring at the three swatches on the wall, and then Carmy turns towards you.

Your words overlap.

Carmy says, “I hate them.”

At the same moment, you say, “They’re horrible, right?”

Carmy laughs, shaking his head. “Yeah, yeah, not it.”

“Okay, so hear me out.” You say, leaving his side to pull something from your folder. “Pink.”

“Pink?”

“Like, oyster shell pink. Neutral enough that in the low light it’ll look pale, almost indiscernible from white. And this wall—“ you point to the back where the booths will be and shake your head. “Has to be a mural. It’ll look unfinished if it’s bare.”

Carmy nods along with everything that you say, trying to envision it. “What kind of mural?”

You tilt your head, chewing at your lip. Carmy completely short-circuits for an embarrassingly long second.

“I might have some ideas,” you say in a soft voice, crossing over to the table where you’ve set your things and pulling out a black sketchbook.

“Two artists in residence, huh?” Carmy jokes, his stomach fluttering when you smile.

“Do you draw anything other than food and restaurant interiors?” You ask.

“Sometimes.”

“Sometimes,” you repeat, looking up at him. He knows that you want him to elaborate—he would never admit out loud that he spends the hours he’s not cooking trying to replicate the way your necklace hangs off of your neck and the curve of your wrist.

Occasionally he doesn’t do weird, obsessive, borderline creepy things—sometimes he sketches the buildings outside his window as the sun goes down, or tries to remember what the boat in Copenhagen looked like, or that one place he used to drink coffee at in New York.

Your eyes narrow at him just a little, like you’re trying to read all the things he’s not saying.

He dips his head, half to look at the page you’ve opened the notebook to and half to get out from under the scrutiny of your pretty eyes.

“That’s insane,” Carmy finds himself saying, looking down at the waves of color on the page. “It looks like, almost like wood? Or marble. That’s—fuck, that’s so cool.”

The page is covered in shades of brown and deep green and black, melding together into something that reminds him of tree rings or stained wood panels, muted like an old chinoiserie river painting.

“You could hire someone to change it out seasonally maybe, it’d be cool, but I think something like this would look nice with the color of the wood we picked for the tables—“

“Will you do it?” Carmy asks, fingertips tracing over the edge of the paper and coming away brushed with color—oil pastels. “Could you, I mean, I wouldn’t trust anyone else to do it like this.” He tells you, rubbing the tips of his fingers together and watching the color meld together before meeting your eye.

Your mouth is parted, eyes wide as you look at him, and he gets the urge to flick your bottom lip to see if it’s as soft as it looks.

“I,” you start to say, “Yeah. I can do it. If you want me to.”

“I do,” he says, too quickly. “Want you to. Paint it.”

Because what else would he be asking you to do? He wants to throw his entire brain into the blender on high.

“Okay,” you say, “I’ll start tomorrow.”

He makes a mental note to make sure he’s there all day to peer through the windows and watch you work.

[pup-pee]

TKAING A BREAK FROM WRITING BC I RANDOMPLY REMEMBERED I DOODLED THIS 4 U BUT NEVER DID A FOLLOW UP SO HERES THEM AGAIN THE THE A THEM POINTS!!

HAWWO BACK!!!

HII this is the equivalent of a facebook poke :3

a nudge if u will

a tap on the shoulder even

anyway heres a thing!!!

OH MY GOD IT'S THEM IT'S THEM IT'S POINTS LOOK AT THEM AAAA

[theosmanuscript]

tequila & empty cups

theodore nott x reader

warning: not proof read and its 2 am im dead tired

word count: 800+

synopsis: at an afterparty celebrating slytherin’s big win against gryffindor with bf!theo

author's note: sorry for the lack of content! i’ve been terribly lazy tehe!

Typically, the dungeons of Hogwarts are dark, cold and gloomy. First and second years were always huddled up in a corner, scrambling to complete their overdue assignments. This time, none of them were in sight. The highly anticipated Quidditch match resulted in Slytherin’s favour and like every other win, another raging party was put on. 

Green strobe lights lit up the common room and the air was filled with the scent of intoxication. Pansy and Lorenzo were on the floor, amidst the sea of people, dancing to the rhythm.

The loud music blasted out of the speakers made your heart thump with excitement. Mattheo and Blaise were on top of a table which surprisingly supported the weight of two beefy beaters. The former shouting the lyrics to Weasley Is Our King at the top of lungs along with the rest of the crowd whereas Blaise was taking swig after swig of the Firewhiskey which was graciously provided by an anonymous seventh year. On the other hand, Theodore was seated on the leather chair and you, comfortable on his lap.

“Weasley cannot save a thing! He cannot block a single ring!” Mattheo sang, throwing both his hands into the air. 

You watched with amusement while taking a sip of the strange concoction of punch and tequila out of the plastic cup. Contrary to popular belief, Slytherins knew how to appreciate Muggles’ masterpiece of hard liquor. Theo’s hand stroked your thigh that was draped over him. 

“He’s making a fool out of himself,” Theo whispered into your ear. His breath was hot against your neck and your skin started to tingle. Your heart pounded against your ribs as you looked into his eyes

“C’mon, he’s just having fun,” you replied, holding in a laugh as the table wobbled and Mattheo stumbled. “Couldn’t hurt to loosen up too, Mister Nonchalant.”

Theo snorted and sighed, “I think I need a refill, if you want me to loosen up.”

“I can do it. I need someone to top me up too.” You swung you legs off his lap and stood up, straightening your skirt that rode up. Theo probably had a good view of your ass but you didn’t care.

You took his now empty cup and walked towards the bottles, opening them, careful not to waste a drop of liquor. After all, it was difficult to acquire and sneak the bottles into the castle. 

“Great turn out, right?” 

You jumped at the sound of the voice. Turning around to face Adrian Pucey. He looked far to merry to be sober. You doubted he could walk in a straight line. 

“Yeah, I mean it was the last game before the end of the year,” you said nervously, “I think someone would have to be a bloody prat to miss it.” 

Adrian laughed as he took a step towards you. He was definitely not sober at all to disregard how uncomfortable you looked. 

“Well, I’m glad I made it. Wouldn’t want to miss seeing you here,”

You took another step back, as he reached out to grab your arm and a lump formed in your throat. 

“I have to get back to –” 

“C’mon, baby. You know you want this,” Adrian insisted. He tugged on your arm as you tried to wriggle out of his grip.

 “Pucey, let go of me,” you shrieked. As if you wanted anything to do with this slimy, lame excuse of a man.

“C’mon, we will have so much fu–” 

“She said let go of her,” a familiar, husky voice snapped from behind you. You turned to see Theo standing there, arms crossed and he looked pissed.  

Adrian’s face paled, immediately letting go of your arm. Your arm was painted white. How tightly did the wanker have to grip you? Adrian left as quickly as he came, pushing through the crowd, escaping from your volatile boyfriend.

Theo’s face was dark and if looks could kill, Adrian would have been burnt alive by Theo’s scowl. 

“Are you alright, cara mia?” Theo asked, worry written on his face.

You looked up and sighed, “Pucey was just being a prick. Nothing I can’t handle.”

Theo’s finger went up to your face, stroking your cheeks gently. “I love you.” he professed. He glanced at your lips and held your waist, pulling you closer to him. His lips met yours and your eyes fluttered close. You brought your arms up and placed them over his neck, deepening the kiss. Theo squeezed your waist and you let out a gasp, taking the moment to slip his tongue in, dancing with yours. 

Your eyes opened as you pulled away to take in some air. Looking into his eyes as you responded, “I love you too.” 

© 2024 theosmanuscript. All rights reserved.

[toxic3mmy]

Alex making you squirt for the first time tho??

i love you for this🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

(i just had to jump on this request😫😫)

prompt: alex makes you squirt for the first time

warnings! smut!! squirting tehee

it had been quite a long day. you worked overtime the entire week but it was finally friday. meaning you had a whole weekend to relax.

you reached your home and closed the door behind you after entering. you took off your shoes and put your bag away.

“y/n? is that you?” your boyfriend, alex, yelled out

“yeah, i just got home”

alex came from the kitchen, looking as if he was in the middle of cooking as he had an apron on and only an apron. you couldn’t help but let your eyes linger on his skin. his smooth, buff body..

“baby.. you okay?”

“what? oh yeah! just tired” you laughed a bit

“i asked how work was” alex chuckled

“it was okay.. i feel exhausted after this week. what about you? how was your stream today?” you said, moving towards the kitchen and sitting down at the counter as alex turned off the stove

“it was good. i was mostly just thinking about how tired my baby must be from working such long hours” he said as he stood behind you and began to massage your shoulders and back

you felt amazing relief when he did that. his fingers soothing over your tired back muscles. you sighed softly.

“you know, i make enough money for the both of us. you can quit your job and stay home with me.. be a good domestic girlfriend. i could take care of you y/n. why don’t you let me?” he cooed in your ear, still massaging your tense shoulders

“well… as tempting as that sounds, i do like to have my own money. and plus, i don’t want to make you support us, i think i’d feel too bad” you sighed once more, feeling a bit more relaxed

“maybe you can stream with me. get into making online content. if i had you on my twitch, im sure you’d get a head start at getting a nice following. you could even make more explicit content… i mean i would pay hundreds of dollars just to watch you touch yourself on camera… but i digress. for now, let me take care of my girl, okay?” his hands moved to hold your face

he leaned in to kiss you ever so gently. no matter how many times he’s kissed you, he always manages to take your breath away. you kissed him back and soon, you felt his tongue against your lips, asking for permission. you obliged and both of your tongues slid against one another. you moaned softly into the kiss. as you continued, you felt alex stand you up and carry you in his arms, not once disconnecting the kiss.

your legs wrapped around his torso as he walked you into your shared bedroom. you felt him gently lay you down onto the bed. he stepped back for a second to take off his apron, leaving him shirtless with only sweatpants on.

“just lay back and relax baby. you deserve to be taken care of right now” he said as he crawled onto the bed and hovered over you

he kissed your neck, mouthing wetly there and sucking the skin until it turned a dark red. his hands then worked on unbuttoning your blouse, bra and pants. he threw the clothing onto the floor and once again kissed your skin.

“you’re so beautiful y/n” he said, as he kissed down your chest

his mouth sucked and nibbled at your hard nipple while his hand was gently pinching the other. you let out little whimpers as he did this, instinctively bucking your hips into his. you needed friction

alex simply chuckled deeply and continued to give all his attention to your beautiful breasts. he moved his hand lower and began to rub your clit through your soaked panties.

“my baby is so wet, i can’t wait to taste you” alex whispered

he moved down and slipped off your panties, discarding them too. he was now in between your thighs, admiring your desire for him. he bent your legs up and held your thighs as he kissed the supple skin there.

he nipped at your thighs as he inched closer to where you wanted him most. you wanted to beg, to plead for him to touch you already but all you could do was moan out his name.

and finally, his tongue made its way in between your lips. he groaned at the wetness he tasted. he sucked on your clit, making sure not to be too rough. he then moved lower and entered you with his tongue.

“oh fuck…” you gasped

alex continued to enjoy the taste of you while you relished in the pleasure from his tongue. his tongue went back up to your clit, swirling at a painfully slow pace. he slowly pushed a finger inside your tight pussy. he explored you for a few minutes before entering a second finger, and then a third.

as he pumped his long fingers into you, he sped up his pace on your clit. you were letting out the loudest and most lewd sounding moans, your hands simultaneously gripped at the sheets underneath you.

alex stopped sucking on your clit and positioned himself to where he could kiss you while still fucking his fingers into you. his free hand went to your clit, applying pressure on the swollen bud.

he then pulled away to focus his hands on you. he curled his fingers up and into you with such dexterity that it almost made you cum right then.

“right there! do th-that again” you practically screamed out

alex smiled and obliged. he continued to hit that sensitive spot inside of you. your entire body reacted, wanting more and more. as he continued, he felt your pussy pulsate and clench around his fingers. he knew you were so close.

“come for me baby girl” he whispered huskily

and you did. your legs shook with pleasure as you climaxed. but he didn’t stop. he wanted to see how much you were able to withstand.

“n-no alex… it’s too much” you whined, but of course it still felt incredible

“aw come on, be a good girl and take it for me huh? i know you can take it. just lay there and let me have my way with you” he said as he didn’t stop finger fucking you and playing with your clit

his finger brushed against your clit in a way you’d never felt before. when he saw your back arch, he knew he was doing something right. so he would do it over and over again.

you felt something bubble up inside of you. it felt like you were going to cum again, so you let go. that was when you felt it. your eyes were wide in realization. you felt and even heard the amount that came out of you. as you caught your breath, you felt embarrassed.

“oh my god…” you whispered

“did you… did you just? oh my fucking god” alex said, his face in shock

“im so s-sorry! fuck, i made a mess. everything is wet a-and i’m—”

“baby its okay, i promise you. im literally the luckiest guy in the world! i have a squirter… i mean, this is a dream come true” alex said, looking up and drawing a cross along his shoulders and face, kissing it up to the sky

“shut up! i didn’t even know i could do that” you shoved him and he laughed

“i guess it’s thanks to me” he said proudly

“now i have to wash the sheets” you sighed

“it’s okay, i’ve got it. you go get cleaned up and prepared for round two, little miss super soaker” he giggled to himself

“alex!” you smacked his arm and huffed, leaving to head towards the restroom

and he indeed, made you squirt a few more times that night.

[mo-ondrcps]

♖ ˗ˏˋ 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 ´ˎ˗

❛ life with casper, grim reaper.❜

: ̗̀➛ casper x reader (gender neutral) warning(s): nsfw content after the soft category. minors dni on that point! + some spoilers of the game if you haven't played it. genre: au — modern, supernatural, romance, fluff, smut. word count: 1.0K author's note: IM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS MAN!! that i even tried to make this about him tehee. (i now know my type are grim reapers /bricked).

### ★ SOFT.

— this is based on the dlc, beyond the bet opening video and some of the artworks where he's now staying with you. he'll cook for you. casper will cook you breakfast, some homemade lunch and dinner for the both of you. (even if some of them are burnt. he's trying to get a hang of it don't worry!) all for his sunshine.

— you'd always find new flowers in your apartment every time the last batch that casper gave you now withered away. of course it's sunflowers that reminds himself of his sunshine. it's always been a good greeting to you after a long day of work, if not that an additional greeting from your boyfriend stealing you kisses, welcoming you home.

— hand kisses like a gentleman. will do it randomly just to catch you off guard and probably when you're not teasing him so he wouldn't be too flustered and shy away from doing so. he'll do it when you least expect him to so he would make fun of you for being so embarrassed.

— will sometimes help you relax in bath by giving you a massage on your back or wash your hair after a long day of work. sometimes because it really depends on your mood if you want his company or just want to be left alone for a while and he'll respect either option you give him. he'll also help do your nightly routine for you if you're that exhausted to move before drying you then moving you to the bed to relax.

— more of the gentleman and caring casper that he is, i believe he would open doors for you and if you have watched the video for beyond the bet dlc, if you forgot your umbrella he'll go straight away just to give you one. baby doesn't want you coming home and catching a cold. not on his watch! and the coat, the coat, the coat on your shoulders! (don't mind me rambling). make sure you're always warm and cozy.

— although if you did catch an illness expect worried and some light nagging from housewife, casper ("ugh, i told you so, sunshine") for forgetting an umbrella, a jacket when you forgot to bring one yourself. he'll prepare (and possibly search) what medicine and food mortals need to get well soon with some guidance from you. don't make him worry too much! he doesn't want to lose you (just like in the other universe- i mEan!).

— stealing his coat is a must (yes we're going back to his coat). so we all know he's neat and very dedicated to his morning and night routine, i just feel like it would be very comfortable to steal his. it would smell so soft and very casper that it would be too hard to give it back to him... without a little play fight of course! once he gets it back however, i feel like there would be teasing him here and there because casper would probably lean in and sniff his jacket after you wore it, just to catch your scent.

— "you know, you can always lean in and sniff me for yourself.", "i- i know that sunshine!"

— cuddles are always a must (even if azrael would most likely be in the middle of the both of you like your very own soul baby besides your pet). gives the warmest cuddles. i just know it, that man cuddles azrael bet every time he sleeps. he'd be hard to get away from every time you wake up for work though.

### ★ NSFW.

— he is a switch. it depends on the both of you on who wants to be in charge. there are times where he would tease you and take over. i believe he would take up half of the time and when he isn't too sure on the next you'll either guide him or coax him gently that you'll handle it. a very pouty baby because he wants to make sure you feel good this time and to repay you after all he's learned.

— loves praising, pegging ( i'm not too lost on what goes on with that one valentine's day art they made of him ). i kinda think roleplay as well, maybe. i'm not sure i feel like it would be nice to integrate the time where he wore a vampire look in one of the arts i saw and provide heated kisses and marks on your collarbone and neck.

— he'll whisper words of being possessive and protective of you too while he's at it. "you are my mortal. your soul, your body, your entire being belongs to me."

— he whines. the most prettiest whines you'll hear every time you sink onto him while riding him or whenever he takes over on you. will beg every time you edge him until he is very close to his high.

— i know i have said praising, but also, body worship. i'm taking reference from the artworks i've seen again but just taking your time kissing his skin while lifting up his dark shirt and telling him how beautiful his figure looks or slowly undressing him in general while leaving praises from your lips besides what he is doing is right while you guys do it.

— so from our soft point on the bath, if you're in the mood for it and need his company he'll join and help you relax. he'll help massaging your scalp, your back but also a bit on the suggestive side where he starts rubbing slow circles on your hip and thigh while his teeth nibble on the side of your neck and collarbone like a vampire trying to quench his thirst making you draw a heated gasp.

— enjoys orgasm denial and edging, anything to keep him so riled up and for you to tease him every time he's almost there just to hear his whines until you give him what he wants. only under a deal that he begs for what he wants and a bit loudly just to watch him writhe a little more before you give in to his long awaited reward with tears brimming his eyes out of pleasure.

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author's note: i was thinking of writing more of casper but with some mix of genres like supernatural, fantasy and what not as the type of fics i usually write but that will come soon. that's all from me from everything that i remember of casper! i can't wait to play beyond the bet once it releases and i hope you guys are excited for it too!

© MOONDRCPS. avoid stealing or translating my work to other sites. likes and reblogs on my works are appreciated ᵔᴗᵔ

[zweiginator]

i think i NEEEDDDD u to write abt older patrick meeting young reader at a trailer park. she comes from dirt poor and he comes from rich rich and he kinda becomes like her sugar daddy tehe

patrick making a wrong turn one night. just not paying attention so he turns into a trailer park on the other side of town. the side he rarely goes to. he lives in a huge mansion; he hasn't done his dishes or his laundry in almost ten years.

and you're sitting in a creaky lawn chair in front of your run down trailer smoking a cigarette and here comes a brand new black range rover. the headlights almost blind you.

but patrick doesn't keep going. he stops the car because he's never seen a girl so fucking beautiful. you're probably in your early twenties he figures. and he's about to be forty but god. your lips wrap around the cigarette and you just stare. you can't see into the car but he steps out and he realizes how creepy this must be.

he asks for a cigarette.

"you're filthy rich and coming to a fuckin' trailer park to ask me for a cigarette?" you laugh. but you give him one and you even light it for him.

"my bad, i just ran out. i'll buy ya a pack how about that?"

and you just talk for awhile but then it's getting late and patrick--he gave you his name--is so handsome. you were told to hate rich pricks like him but he's sweet and he offered to buy you cigarettes. his arms are awful strong and you like how he has to look down when you talk to him. he's a good listener.

he says he doesn't want to sound creepy but it's hot outside, and he was wondering if you wanted to go for a swim. he has a big pool at his house and a guest room you can sleep in.

it sounds too good to be true. like maybe you'd end up on the news. but patrick's green eyes are so pretty and you have a thing for older men so you get giddy and you go inside to get some things. a bikini, a change of underwear, a condom.

and then you're in his nice car and your legs are dangling and you just look up at him as he drives you back to his house. you bet his watch cost more than your whole trailer and then some.

patrick turns around when you change into your bikini. you tell him he can't peek and he covers his eyes. you don't end up swimming.

patrick fucks you into the mattress. a giant california king. you've never seen one before; it's like he has a hotel bed every night.

bikini bottoms pulled to the side, he stuffs his cock into you and he makes you spread yourself open for him as he plows into you. your red lip gloss is staining his sheets but he loves it and he spanks you so hard the skin raises.

"dirty girl. letting a fucking creepy old man fuck you like this? for a pack of cigarettes? honey, you're worth more than that. huh?"

you drool more and more and squeak as he hits that special spot inside you over and over and over.

"huh? answer me, sweetheart. you're lucky im being nice to you."

you nod. "yeah--i am worth more than that--i just-"

"hmm?" he goes slower now and a guttural moan escapes you because god, you feel every ridge of his cock inside you.

"you're so hot--i wanted you--thank you for being n-nice--"

he pulls you up so your back is flush against his chest.

"that's right thank daddy for being so nice to you."

"th-thank you daddy--"

and when he drops you off the next day, you get odd stares from your neighbors. it's hard to explain where a girl living in a trailer park got brand new versace sunglasses and an hermes purse.

[sofs16]

bewitched

will always use this style so get used to it haha

charles x singer!reader

fc : gracie abrams <3

━ yn just posted on instagram !

liked by charles_leclerc, landonorris, and 7,282,586 others yn danke, germany 🫀 next up, monaco !!!

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landonorris See you again, y/n!

⤷ yn @ landonorris awww landooo! havent seen you in forever, see you!!

⤷ f1norr1s @yn @ landonorris since, uh, when! ⤷ ynupdater @f1norr1s y/n actually used to go karting and met lando there:)

━ you got a notification from lando nowins on imessage !

lando nowins

perceval

want to watch a concert with me and ricciardo before qual tomorrow?

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charlie lecook but can’t cook

Who would we be watching?

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lando nowins

An old friend of mine, y/n y/l/n. You know of her? https:///instagram.com/yn/dw373orj40302

| charlie lecook but can’t cook

Sure 👍🏻

[ lando nowins reacted with 👊🏻]

lando.jpg and charles_leclerc

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lando.jpg and charles_leclerc Y/n, you’ve done it again! You’ve come so far and I am proud to say I witnessed it since you were babbling Speak Now. You are a star! ⭐️

P.s. Charles made this a collab post because he was living in the moment and didn’t take any photos. view all 13,585 comments

charles_leclerc No need to out me like that, landoo😂 But good pics, I guesss

yn LANDO IM IN A PUDDLE OF TEARS 🥹 thank you thank you thank you for comin with your mates (thanks for enjoying charles) 🫶🏻 you’ve got a talent at photography, might have to hire you?????????

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liked by yn, charles_leclerc and 1, 374, 797 others daniel3.jpg I got cool pics too @yn

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yn wait these are acc really good… THANKS DANIELLLL! hope u enjoyed 🫠

charles_leclerc

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tagged @yn charles_leclerc I got a few photos @ landonorris!

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f1w4gs WAIT WHY WOULD SHE MAKE A GOOD WAG 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

landonorris That last photo is foul, Perceval…

yn thanks king charles 😴

━ danielricciardo just followed yn ! ━ charles_leclerc just followed yn !

━ yn just followed danielricciardo and charles_leclerc back !

yn

liked by charles_leclerc, landonorris, and 5,686,585 others yn decided to stay a little longer? @ danielricciardo @ landonorris ❤️‍🩹

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charles_leclerc There’s room at the Ferrari if you’d like :)

⤷ landonorris SORE LOSER

⤷ danielricciardo Give up, Charles. Yn is a McLaren girl 😎🧡

⤷ charles_leclerc I’m being ganged up @yn

⤷ yn erm… goodluck to everyone ❤️🧡

scuderiaferrari

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scuderiaferrari POLE POSITION AT HOME 🚀 #MonacoGP #CharlesLeclerc

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f1wwwwaaaag y/n, what are you doin here!

landonorris

liked by yn, charles_leclerc, and 432,585 others landonorris P4 👊🏻

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yn LETS GO NORRIS NO MORE LANDO NO WINS!

yn

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yn tehe. view all 1,484,282 comments

landonorris … what…

⤷ yn nothin personal landoe, just visiting

⤷charles_leclerc and wearing ferrari merch

⤷ landonorris NOT COOL WHAT

⤷ danielricciardo Excuse me.. @yn.. mom???

⤷carlossainz55 She’s with us now ❤️

⤷ yn guys is it a bad time to say im a redbull fan and i jus wanna support u 😴

⤷ charles_leclerc what.

⤷ landonorris …

⤷maxverstappen1 Stop by the garage of your team 🏆

⤷ redbullracing Sending over a PR package 🫶🏻

⤷ landonorris Unbelievabe @ maxverstappen1 is this about me breaking your trophy?

mclandonalds the grid is so funny fighting over yn

yn

liked by 10,585,956 others yn listen, i love everyone. i love f1 - 05.28.23 a day to remember

mercedesamgf1 🖤

⤷ scuderiaferrari ❤️

⤷ redbullracing ❤️

⤷ mclaren 🧡🧡🧡

charles_leclerc But you love us more, right?

⤷ yn i’ll need a lot of convincing…

⤷ charles_leclerc can we discuss it over dinner if i win? ⤷ yn p1 and deal

landonorris what the fuck

charles_leclerc

liked by yn, and 6,383,585 others charles_leclerc P1 ! Worked hard for this one with the team ❤️ Had a little extra motivation today! #Tifosi

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landonorris Yn?

scuderiaferrari Hope to see your lucky charm again soon ❤️

charlieyn AHAHAH EVEN FERRARI ADMIN SHIPPING

yn who’s that hot chick? ⤷ charles_leclerc Me? Slide one? ⤷ yn not who i meant but it works too🥲

⤷ charles_leclerc just kidding amour, of course you

charles_leclerc

liked by 4,585,484 others charles_leclerc A star in Belgium 🇧🇪 🌟

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charlesupdates the fact his last post was 3 weeks ago and this is his comeback 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

yn last tour 🥹🥹🥹

ynupdates WHAT THE FUCK YN ANNOUNCED AN ALBUM ON THE LAST DAY OF TOUR

yn

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yn for the last 3 months, i’ve been getting to know this vroom vroom guy a lil… and while learning about him, i discovered parts of myself i never thought existed. because with him, i feel like myself.

to quote pride and prejudice, charles marc hervé perceval leclerc, you have bewitched me body and soul and i love i love i love you. that’s why, my new album bewitched is coming out this weekend. it’s time the world knew my love for you ❤️

@ landonorris, i know we make funny jokes often but i’ll be senti for a moment. without you, i wouldn’t have met charles so thank you i love you

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CH4RLES_ lord, when is it my turn.

scuderiaferrari A new Ferrari WAG incoming ❤️ Welcome @yn! charles_leclerc I love you, chérie❤️❤️❤️ Forever and always, as you say.

danielricciardo I was there too but.. congrats!

⤷ yn ahh danny sorry:( love u i will give u vip tix when i go back on tour 🫀

⤷ danielricciardo WOHOOO LETS GOOO

landonorris You guys are actually kind of cute🥹 Happy for you Y/l/n and Leclerc! @charles_leclerc TREAT HER WELL AND DON’T LET HER GO

⤷ charles_leclerc She’s stuck with me forever ♾️ And I will don’t worry 👁️👅👁️

⤷ yn never thought ud use those emojis but cute

[frogzxch]

CEO!Sukuna x Ex-Fiance Reader

This is basically a part two tehee enjoyyy this is the part 2 btw

There is no warning this is full of fluff but slight angst! Hihii

Genre: Fluff slight angst

Summery: Sukuna cheated on you and you got pregnant and left him then he saw you again and decided to take you back.

Previously you had a daughter with him and you are still mad about him cheating on you thinking that you could forgive him easily was funny for you, you now in the mansion you use to live with him..it is still the same as back then nothing changed at all but still you we're not satisfied living with him again, His at work in this hours for now so it was you and your daughter and the other maids in the mansion, you felt like a dove in a cage again, captured forcefully, The pain in your heart still ache, and now here he is having a audacity to take you back to your so called "home" , suddenly little hands touch yours, you we're spacing out seeing your daughter bubbling some words while you hold her closely to you, it made you smile softly how adorable she is and how she gets her hair color from her cheating father....you could never blame her you really love her alot and you would do anything to protect your daughter. She has your eyes and your face it made you giggle and play with her for awhile before a maid knocks on the door, you suddenly look at the door " yes? " you replied to the knock on the door "Ma'am Sorry to disturb you, Sir sukuna wanted to see you downstairs" your smile on your face disappeared instantly just hearing the man name made your blood boil "Did he have to go home so early today" the maid just stayed silent for awhile and hesitated to speak back "W-well does madam not like Sir being home?" She sounded shaky it's like she is afraid of you or something, you sigh and roll your eyes standing up putting your daughter in her crib she was confuse where were you going she look at you with those starlight eyes so cute so innocent for this evil world. " Tell him I will be there in a minute. " you said dryly and the maid understood and walk away, you cupped your baby girl cheeks and kiss her forehead, and she instantly smiled " Mommy will be back dear " you smiled softly at her.

You then open the door of the nursery room and go out closing it softly then you walk through the hallways and now about to go down the stairs Sukuna was fixing his sleeves, you stop mid way of the stairs and cross your arms looking all slightly mad mix with cold like expression, he then notice you and chuckle " what's with the face doll? Aw, don't be mad " he smirk and you roll your eyes and look at him " what do you want? " you where not having it today for him, He then walk up to you on the stairs and wrap his arms around your waist you two where face to face now and also close you look up at him frowning he then raise a brow " Still mad about me? Look...im sorry...I- know I made a mistake...but just give me a chance... please " he then nuzzle his face on your shoulder " I miss you alot through those months.....I just want you by my side, no woman is like you no one can replace you....I just realized at that moment you left me...I really loved you... sorry...please forgive me...honey? Love? Darling..? " he sounded genuine but still you couldn't really trust him he already broke your trust already " Kuna....I really can't but if you can change....the way I see you now...then I might...forgive you...but for now it's a no. " he still holds you close to him his grip tighen slightly and groan " fine...what can I do for you to forgive me... " you close your eyes and you tried to make him let go of you but you couldn't his just stronger than you " stay... " he said softly your eyes widen and a little tint of blush started to appear and you look at him his still nuzzling his face to your shoulder " what the heck did you eat to act like this....are you drunk? " he then stop nuzzling your neck and look at you " I am not drunk.. "

He then reminds you where your daughter and you replied she's in the nursery he then nods " I wanna see her, can I have a permission from the mother of my daughter? " he playfully smirk you then smack him " stop playing with me!? " he always like to tease sometimes and he chuckle he then let go of you and he walks up the stairs walking where your daughter bedroom is you followed him he then open the door your daughter was in the crib drinking milk while watching a cartoon, Sukuna gently carried her up and your daughter was shock at first and her eyes widen and she giggled " Dada! " Sukuna smiled at the sight he can't believe it he never expect himself to be this gentle or be a father one day and he hug his own daughter gently your daughter then played with his hair, seeing this father daughter bonding makes you feel warm...but maybe he can changed...you smiled in the the door side.

🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊

That's all for now hihiii

Tags: @tojifreak

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

Everyday during you're daily meeting you always made Miguel coffee, the perks of being his girlfriend until you made coffee for a new recruit and Miguel gets Jealous

A drabble please if you can 🥺❤️

hii!! love it. I made him a lil snarky tehe. thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌 unresolved ending bc im mean

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COFFEE

miguel o’hara x fem!reader

word count: 350

✧.┊ MASTERLIST

Every morning before meetings, you'd make coffee for Miguel to his exact liking -a splash of cream and a sprinkle of sugar- though no one else could ever know that. If anyone asked, it was always black. 

You'd do this every day without fail, bringing you both a hot drink to enjoy during seminars. It was an act you did naturally, and though Miguel never asked, it was always appreciated- often pausing to thank you or to send a gentle smile your way.

Recently, there have been a bunch of recruits, and to help settle them in, you would offer them a coffee. No one would take you up on your offer except one. 

To you, it was a kind and simple gesture, just helping the newbies feel comfortable. But when you glanced at your boyfriend's scowled face, you could tell he thought otherwise.

You cock your head to the side and narrow your eyes, silently questioning Miguel's reaction. You glance away and pass the mug to the new guy, smiling in a friendly manner when he verbally expresses his appreciation. 

You gaze back up to see Miguel, his burly elbows resting on the table, hands clasped together in front of his face as he glares over the top, his eyes honing in on you.

You walk over to your chair beside him -the one that's always vacant for you- and sit. 

"What was that?" he whispers into his fist, keeping his eyes fixed on the new kid, clearly trying to intimidate him.

"What?" you whisper back, following his eyeline. "Oh, you mean the coffee? Seriously?" you question, face grimacing. "He's new. Just trying to make him feel welcome— would you stop that?" you nudge his arm, forcing him to stop and look away from the recruit. "That's not gonna help."

He scoffs, wiping over the bottom half of his face, unamused. 

"Are you serious right now?" you whisper, emphasising your annoyance with gritted teeth. 

"Talk about this later," he dismisses you and turns his attention to Jess at the stand.

You weakly chuckle, shaking your head. "Yeah, can't wait."

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sorry it’s so short