#so now we're playing climb out of a hole

[proteuus]

majoring in eating the sun, in drinking so much sunlight I drowned in it. minoring in being my brother's keeper

[kpopaussieline]

pairing: bf!Jungwon x fem!reader

Genre: drabble, smut MDNI

A/N: .... I don't even know y'all. My friend was sending me Jungwon stuff and it got out of hand. But we're gonna pretend like me and @un06 are okay 🤡

Warnings under cut

Warnings: mean!Jungwon, dom!Jungwon, name calling (slut, baby, kitten), swearing, mirror sex, doggy style, unprotected sex (No. Just no.), creampie, implied multiple rounds

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Jungwon stared at you coldly as you walked into the bedroom. You start taking off your jewelry, minding your own business until you feel his eyes boring into the back of your head, waiting for you to turn around.

You do.

"What's got you so worked up tonight?"

"No need to play dumb, Y/N, you're already stupid enough to flirt with your friend while I was right next to you."

You blink, shocked into silence at his blatant insult. "I'm sorry, what did you just say to me?"

"What, that wasn't clear enough for you?"

Jungwon steps closer, uncrossing his arms. He grabs your arm and tugs you closer.

"Hey–" You go to protest, but his assertive grip lets you know there's no room for argument.

He turns you around and unzips your dress, slipping it off your shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. His touch is so gentle, a stark contrast to his clenched jaw and hard gaze.

"Get on the bed."

You slowly climb onto the bed, sitting on your haunches and looking at him.

He takes in your curves and the cute lingerie set you decided to wear tonight. He swallows, ignoring the tightness in his pants for now.

He unbuttons his shirt and discards it. Your eyes drink in his broad shoulders and lean muscles. God he's divine. And you get him all to yourself. He's all yours, despite him saying it's the other way around.

Jungwon gets on the bed behind you, pushing down on the middle of your back, signalling you to get on all fours. You hear the clink of his buckle, followed by his zipper.

You clench around nothing. Biting your lip as you wait eagerly for his next move.

He unfastens the clasp of your bra, watching it fall away from your chest in the mirror opposite the bed. He smirks with satisfaction before tugging down your panties, pulling them off you roughly.

You whimper quietly as the cool air hits your pussy.

Jungwon sheds the rest of his clothes and your eyes meet in the mirror. He leans down, placing soft kisses on your shoulder and neck.

"So now you decide to behave?"

His hands rest on your hips, thumbs massaging your plush skin. He takes his time kissing a path down your back before straightening up, making eye contact through the mirror.

"Ready, baby?"

You nod, your hole clenching around thin air with anticipation.

He lines himself up with your entrance before pushing inside, not giving you time to adjust. You moan, head dropping as you process the stretch. He bottoms out and waits a second before slowly moving his hips.

He reaches around and lifts your head, making you look in the mirror, at his length slipping in and out of your pussy. "Eyes up, kitten."

He starts picking up the pace and your body rocks with his movements, your tits bouncing hypnotically. He bites his lips, eyes darting between them and your pretty pussy swallowing him so well.

He pushes down on your back, arching it more. You moan as his tip kisses your cervix. Again. And again. And again.

Your eyes close and your head falls back your mouth falls open in a silent O.

Jungwon reaches around with his free hand and pinches your clit. You gasp, opening your eyes.

"Keep watching, baby."

You nod, looking back into the mirror.

He speeds up, his grip on your hip bruising as he guides your hips back to meet his thrusts. The band in your stomach tightens quickly as he hits all the right spots, just like he always does.

He groans as you tighten around him. "He could never fuck you this good, could he?"

You try your best to keep your eyes forward as you shake your head.

"You're mine. You got that, slut? This body, this pussy, is mine."

"Yes, Jungwon," you pant out as you feel your high approaching.

His brow furrows and his eyes flutter closed. "Fuck, you feel so good." He looks in the mirror. "You're taking me so well. See, baby, you were fucking made for me."

You can only manage another nod.

"I'm close, baby," he moans. His fingers find your clit and trace small, quick circles, eager to make you cum before him.

That's all it takes. Your body shakes as your orgasm crashes over you, stealing all your senses and making your eyes roll to the back of your head.

Jungwon follows straight after, coating your walls white as he fucks you through your high.

He stills his hips and pulls out, watching his cum drip out of you as you collapse into the mattress. He uses his fingers to push it back in before getting off the bed and picking up his clothes and walking toward the ensuite.

You sit up, moving to do the same, but he shoots you a look.

"Don't even think about it. We're not done yet, baby. Not until you're full of my cum and you remember who you belong to."

[slushycoookie]

Kinktober Day 23 ~ Pegging

Miguel O'Hara x AFAB! Reader

Summary: After another thing goes wrong in Spider Society, you help him not worry about it anymore.

A/N: I need to write about messing with that Miguel booty more often. Enjoy!

Prev *✧･ﾟ: Next Kinktober '24 Masterlist

“He’s at it again.”

Jess says to you when you two stand in front of his lab. You can already hear stuff being thrown around, the angry growls of your husband resonating across the room.

“Uh, what happened this time?”

“We didn’t meet our quota of anomalies this quarter. I told Miguel it's stupid that we're tracking how many anomalies we grab, but he wants to make sure we're efficient.”

Another crash is heard, paired with an exhausted growl.

“Are we…not efficient?”

“We were off by one.” You can see how that would upset Miguel. He’s always particular, wanting to make sure things go the way he expects them to. “Time for you to go play ‘wife’!”

Jess waves you away when you disappear into the darkness of his lab. The throwing noises stops to your relief. All you saw is your husband fuming, arms folded with prominent frown lines across his forehead. He’s still cute when he’s angry.

“So…we’re only one off.”

Miguel throws his hands up, “I thought we were on track this quarter! Somebody screwed up and missed one or maybe didn't file a report or-”

The platform moves from a button press on your watch. You step up to take his hand, squeezing it.

“It's okay. We have another quarter.”

“Even if we make next quarter's goal, we'll still be off.”

Miguel’s arms wrap around you, pulling you into his chest. His chin resting on the top of your head. At least he wasn't throwing things now.

“You know what I can do to help?” He hums, waiting for you to continue. “You haven't gotten that special thing in a while…”

“What special thing-oh.”

You know Miguel is getting flushed at your unexpected offer. You aren't sure why he gets embarrassed since he likes it so much.

“Can we do that tonight?”

“Yes, we can.” While parting you place your thumb and index finger on his cheeks, squeezing it a bit before giving his lips a quick peck.

Later that night, you pull out your tools, lying them on the bed as if you are about to do a medical procedure. Miguel’s naked self lying on the sheets, crimson eyes watching your every move. His cock standing hard and proud for you.

You hold up the red dildo shining bright in the bedroom light. You effortlessly put the strap on, as if you've done this hundreds of times. Before, you felt silly with it dangling in front of you. Now, you can definitely see the appeal.

“What does my baby prefer?” You climb on the bed, making the bed dip. “Missionary or doggy?”

“Missionary…”

Your eyes flicker with intrigue. Miguel hardly asks for missionary. That one anomaly off must've really affected him.

“I get to see your handsome face while I fuck you.” You stroke his cheek and he leans into it, desperation filling his eyes.

To make sure he's ready, you pour some lube on your finger.

Miguel gasps when you insert a digit in his hole, feeling how tight it is around you.

“Relax for me.” You lean forward, the fake cock brushing against his. Miguel’s tense muscles start to relax from your touch. How you're pumping in and out of him, not having much resistance.

“Good. Good job.”

Cum leaks from his tip and you reward him by sucking it off. Licking your lips while humming at the taste. Miguel whimpers while you keep fingering him, eyes lowered. You think he's ready enough so you add a second finger. He shifts at the sensation.

“How does that feel, Miggy?”

Miguel struggles to say anything coherent, “G-Good. Really good…”

It's been a while since you've fucked him. By the way his cock twitched, you know once you slide into him, he's practically gone. But this is to make your man feel better.

“I think you're ready…”

You pull out your fingers then get in between his legs. Miguel’s relieved expression made your core burn up. How submissive he is in this moment, you wanted to take a picture. You line yourself up with him. Your eyes on your husband’s face when you push inside him.

The way his eyes flutter, mouth agape, made your cunt squeeze. His groan much deserved while he grips the pillows. You ignore the tears, knowing you have a bunch of pillows on standby.

“O-Oh, oh s-shock…”

More cum trails down his shaft as he's taking your fake cock in perfectly. His eyes closed tight, chest heaving to not orgasm right now.

“You should look at me…” You put your hips back, causing a long, drawn out moan from him. “Don’t you wanna see how good I'm fucking you?”

Miguel’s eyes open, enough to see you slowly thrust into him. The red dildo disappearing inside him with ease. Your breasts moving in tandem with your movements.

“It's…it's too much.” Miguel moves, but he doesn't go anywhere. You hit a spot along his prostate that causes him to choke. You're starting to see stuffing in your line of vision.

“You know what the safe word is.”

You give a sharp thrust and his eyes roll back. Miguel’s abdomen clenching, sweat clinging on to his skin. He's so pretty when he's not in control. You lean down to kiss him. At the same time, your thrusts pick up speed, your thighs hitting the back of his own. His groans fill your mouth. Your tongue rubbing against his in an opposite pace of your thrusts.

Your stomach starts getting sticky from his leaking tip. You're continuing to pound into his walls, bumping against that nice little spot. Over and over and over again. Miguel starts gasping in your mouth, cotton all around, sticking to his skin and yours.

“I'm…I'm!”

A silent cry to escapes your husband. White, sticky cum covering his abs and your stomach. You don't stop your thrusts, wondering what it feels like having him squeeze around the toy. Miguel cums so much it trails down and stain the sheets.

For a moment, Miguel doesn't move. Your heartbeat picking up in worry. His eyes flicker and you sigh of relief. You pull out, him giving one last whimper.

After removing the strap, you get a piece of cotton away from his forehead, cupping his face.

“You okay?” You see him barely nod, mustering up the strength for a small smile. You give him a kiss before starting the routine of getting rid of your torn pillows.

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[delimeats-000]

Cash in my prize:

chris sturniolo x reader

warnings: smut, shit writing

note: don't read if you're a little bitch..

request -> anon

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i went along with the triplets to film them at the american ninja warrior park.

as everyone knows chris constantly flirts with me as a joke to get me all flustered, sooooo in return, ill do the same.

they started off on an inflatable wall climb..

"come on y/n, you try!" nic says.

"nah id rather climb chris instead" i say while winking at chris.

"Y/NN!!"

they move on to the obstacle course..

"chris if you make it before nick ill give you a big kiss"

chris turns to me wide eyed and gets a head start before the countdown.

he makes it to the finish before nic, "congrats monkey but we can save your prize for later." i wink again.

i cant tell if he's red from blushing or if hes just overworked. either way, still cute.

the good finally make their way to the wall, starting off small they go to the lowest one.

chris comes down from it using the pole to slide down.

"if i did that with less clothes its worth a million bucks" he comments.

"i gotta put in a loan."

"shut up" chris chuckles.

we get back to the house and the guys are so tired that they go shower then bed immediately. or so i thought.

what i didn't know what chris was waiting out in his room for his brothers to go to sleep so that he could come up and have a little talk with me.

chris' pov:

i go upstairs to see y/n sitting on her phone in the living room. she thinks she's so funny flirting with me all day getting me all nervous and shit.

i walk up to her and sit down putting my arm around her.

"christopher did you shower? you stink dude." she giggles.

"think you're funny?"

"usually.."

"im talking about earlier. trying to make me nervous or what?"

"so you can jokingly flirt but i can't?" she backs away.

pulling her close i get in her face, "i was never joking."

she looks at me confused, flustered, needy..

i grab her face and smash my lips onto hers, she doesn't pull away. surprising.

seconds go by and i pull away, "just had to cash in my prize. ill go ahead and shower now"

"can i- can i come too?"

i smile and start walking to my room.

y/n's pov:

next thing i know we're in his shower.

"get on your knees pretty girl" he says softly.

i do as i'm told and look up at him waiting for further instruction.

he plays with my wet hair watching me reach for his already hard cock. "good girl baby, keep listening and there shouldn't be any problems."

"yes sir" he laughs at this.

he grabs my hair harshly lifting my head to look at him, "suck" is all he says.

i try my best to fit all of him in my mouth he doesn't give me much of a chance before thrusting himself down my throat completely.

i choke at the length, if the water wasn't showered down on me he'd see the tears falling from my eyes.

he continues fucking my throat without giving me any breaks. he looks down at me, "such a good girl, god y/n- feels s'good."

"nothing to say pretty girl?" he laughs, "fuck gonna take my cum like the good little slut you are?"

i nod my head with him still in my mouth.

he thrusts a few more times before pulling out and resting his dick on my tongue, cumming in my mouth.

"such a good little slut baby."

"chris please- need more"

he grabs my chin petting my face, "tell me what you want"

"want you inside me chris please"

"you got it ma." he smiles helping me up, he grabs my face and kisses me gently, "ive waited too long for this."

"me too."

he turns me around and smacks my ass, bending me over chris rubs his dick up and down my hole. "you ready ma?"

"yes chris please hurry-" im cut off completely by chris entering me with full force. "FUCK"

"shit ma you're so wet just for me, feel so good might cum already"

"chris harder- FUCK" he puts a hand on my shoulder and another on my waist getting a better grip.

"oh god baby you're so tight, you gonna cum for me?"

"yes yes ye- shit" i feel myself pulse around him "just like that chris fuck"

"cum all over me pretty girl, c'mon" and with that i release everything onto him, my legs shake as he continues to thrust inside of me sloppily.

just then he pulls out at loses it all over my ass and lower back. he spins me around again holding me up so i don't fall.

he gives me a peck on the lips, "you're so pretty."

"you're such a flirt."

"says you."

[bun-z-bakery]

Can we have some moments of Dogday acting like a dog please?

Of course! Order up ^^

Dogday x GN! Reader

Your obedient companion

Growling

While on a walk, a sound from further in the woods caught your attention. 

DogDay lets out a low but terrifying growl as he uses his body to cover you from any dangers. 

“I think we're ok.”

You whisper to him, but his growls become louder. 

“GRRRRRR”

The sound of rustling signaled that whatever was lurking about was now gone. 

“I think it's gone now.”

You chuckle as you attempt to push him off, he lets out a sigh of relief before rising and helping you up. 

“Youre safe with me, my angel.”

Biting

“Angellll~”

DogDay sang as he tried to get your attention. He meant well when he offered to help cook, but instead he accidentally spilled the pot of food you worked oh so hard on, which meant you had to make another batch. 

He knows you have every right to be upset, but the silent treatment? Surely you'll forgive the poor guy, right? 

“Angel, please talk to me… I apologize…”

You continue to type away on your computer, completely ignoring his presence. 

He sighs and decides that drastic times call for drastic measures. 

“OW!”

You yelp in pain once he bit down on your arm. It wasn't hard but enough to cause a bit of pain. You rip off your headphones and stand up from your desk, preparing to scold him. 

Before you can get a word out, he gasps and wraps you in a bear hug. 

“I'msosorryIdidn'tknowyoucouldn'thearme!”

Pacing

“It's been 3 hours!”

DogDay paces around the entrance as Kissy and Poppy watch in concern. DogDay has been pacing without a break since he noticed you're late. The two can only keep him calm for so long. 

“DogDay I'm sure they're ok! Just relax! You're going to make a hole in the floor!”

Poppy attempts to be the voice of reason once again. She sighs once DogDay finally stands to a halt. 

“Trust me they–"

“What if… Angel is… dead?”

He whispered as he fell to the ground, he was on the verge of tears as terrible thoughts filled his head. 

“What if they died alone?!”

“DogDay…”

“What if someone hurt them?!”

“DogDay…”

“WHAT IF–”

“RICH THEY JUST PULLED INTO THE DRIVEWAY!”

Poppy finally snaps. 

DogDay rushed to greet you at the door as if he didn't just have a breakdown from your absence.

"ANGEL!"

Sniffing

“I'm homeeee!”

You call out as you take off your boots and coat, preparing to be greeted by everyone. 

“Hey Y/N! How was work?”

Poppy asks as she climbs the couch to get a better view of you. 

“Oh it was busy! Are you guys hungry?”

“ANGEL!”

DogDay rushes to you, entrapping you in one of his tight hugs reserved just for his angel. 

His tail that was once wagging now stopped as he began to… Sniff you? 

“Uh, is everything ok?”

Confusion is written all over your face, Poppy gives you the same look and Kissy tilts her head just as confused. 

“That's a new scent…”

He mutters once he's done interrogating your day through his nose. 

“Who have you been around?”

He tilts his head and places his hands on his hips.

“Sunshine?"

"Angel?"

"You do realize I work with people... Right?"

You laugh at how ridiculous he was acting, he snickers and places one of his hands on your head, blocking your view. 

“I apologize, but I prefer my angel's scent.”

"Mhm, sure we'll just say that."

You pat his chest before you head to change out of your work clothes. As much as he tries to play it off, everyone knows his reasons are just an excuse. 

[phoniexrose02]

Freak in the Sheets

Miguel Diaz x Black!Reader

Smutt🌹🔥

Miguel had a Pretty Innocent Looking face, To the Way He Spoke, to the Beautiful Smile he often Showed. No one would Expect him to be a Horny Fuck, Expect you. You could See the way his Eyes Focused on you in anything that Made your Curves show. But he Somehow Still Kept that Innocent Smiling when Talking, Only to come Home a Rearrange your Guts.

"Oh God Miguel~" he plummeted his Dick Balls Deep While Pulling you Back in Doggy, it was One of his Favorite Positions. Simple.

Your Bent over your Shared Kitchen As he Gave Brutal Back shots, You Move against Him as he Thrust Deeper into your Walls." Cum for me Baby, They'll Be here any minute!" Of course he Couldn't Wait to Fuck you After Company was Gone. So why Not Squeeze it in Now~

The way your Walls Squeezed Made him Moan like a Pornstar as he Plowed you Harder, He only Fueled the fire as he Reaches down to Rub your Clit." Fuck I'm Close! Faster Faster!~" he Obeyed your Wishes Only to Be Stopped By a Knock on the Door.

He Groaned and Pulled out of you Making you Whimper, As you attempted to pull up your Panties You were Quickly Shoved back onto the counter. "Miguel wha-" He Shoved a Small Vibrator into your aching Cunt, you Shivered as he Pulled up your Panties."Be Good, and you'll be Rewarded~" He Whispered Before leaving to open the Door.

The Night Went On, Well Dragged On. Your New house was now Filled with people who wanted to Talk. Miguel had no Mercy Playing with the Vibrator, He was trying to Break you.

You sat in the Kitchen Fleeing the Group for a Break, only to be Met With a Quiet Roaming Robby. As you Spoke to him, you could Feel the Vibrator slowly Climb to it's Highest Settings. You Shivered Clamping your Thighs Tight in an attempt to ease the intense Pleasure."Please Excuse me Robby" you Quickly Make a Be-Line to the Bathroom, Only to have Miguel Block your Way."Don' Touch It." You Huff Crossing your Arms."Miggy your Just torturing me at this Point"

"Be a good Girl And We'll have Fun Tonight~" With that he Left, Leaving you Hot and Bothered again. The Rest of the Night you Cling to His Arm. He looked so Innocent Talking to his Friends, Every now and then he'd play with the Setting to Watch you Wiggle. It was a Relief When People started to Head Home, The Less People, the More Touchy he Got.

You told your Last Guest Goodbye and Close your Front Door. It wasn't Long Before he was Pushing You Up against it, Running his Fingers down to your Soaked Pussy." Mi reina~ You've Ruined your Panties, Let me Clean you Up" He Turned you to Face him and Slowly Lowered himself to his Knees. You Pull up your Dress Happily as he Pulls down your Panties, He smiled and kissed your Dripping Cunt. You Shivered as he Licked and Slurped at your Cunt, Purposely leaving your Twitching Hole Untouched. When you attempted to Move into him for More Pleasure he Quickly Stands up, and Shoves his Tongue into your Mouth Making your Taste yourself. As you Melt into the Kiss he pulls Away Once again, his Sly Smirk Only Pissed you off Further. "All Clean."

"What, Miguel are you fucking serious-" Miguel Quickly picked you up and Threw you over his shoulder."Wait Where are we going?? Please Fuck me Here" He only Shook his Head and gave your Ass a Slap."We're Gonna Need the Bed Cause I'm Not stopping Until your Full Mamí" Your Cheeks Heated at his Words and you Giggled Letting him Haul to your Shared Room."You Gonna Breed Me Papí?~" He threw you onto the Bed and Began to Undress Himself, You watched his Beautiful Dick Spring from his Briefs.

He Grabs your Ankle and Pulls you To the Edge of the bed."Please Fuck me Miguel, I want it so Fucking bad~"

He Spreads your Legs Wide enough to Slide in Between them. He Held your Lips Apart Getting a Good Look at your Wet Pulsing Cunt, He Slowly Shoved his Fingers inside Making you Moan quietly."Can't Forget about our Little Friend~" He pulls the Small Vibrating Bullet from your Cunt and Quickly Shoved himself inside. You Moaned Gripping the Sheets underneath you. He let out a relieved sigh simply Tossing the Toy to the side. You wrap your Legs around his Waist, your Pussy Wet and Squeezing. He started his Rough Thrust into your Pussy Making you Wail in Pleasure, He Loved to Hear how Good he Made you Feel. So he Pounded Harder into you Resting his Chest against yours, Moaning in your Ear as your Walls Suffocate his Dick."Fuck Mamí, you really want my Nut Huh?~" He Giggled Into your Ear continuing his Brutal Thrust into your Cunt, You Pulled at his Hair Earning a Pleased Groan."You want My Kittens Amor?~" he Groaned into your Neck as you Tighten Around him."Please Papí!~"

His Grip on your Hips only Tightened as he Began to Fuck you Faster."Fuck I'm Gonna Cum" You Pulled at his Hair Facing Him to you Earning a Hiss, You Kissed Him Moaning into Each Others Mouth as You Came. You Pulled him In Deep as he Flooded your Walls, He Shivered and Twitched as Your Pussy Sucked Him Dry.

The two of you Pull away Leaving a String of Saliva, Panting like Thirst Dogs. He Straightened himself up and Pulled you legs Apart as he Slowly Pulled himself out, He Smirked Watching his Cum Leak from Your Still Twitching Hole."You did so Good Mi Amor~" You Smile and Wrap Your Arms around His Neck."Round 2 Daddy?~"

"Hell Yeah Mama's~"

Cobra Kai🐍

[witchwyfe]

best way to spend a summer day - kook friend group

pairing - (non-canon) platonic!kook friend group x female reader, (non canon) platonic!rafe cameron x female reader, (non canon) platonic!topper thornton x female reader, (non canon) platonic!kelce x female reader

précis - golfing with the boys!

content/warnings - mentions of alcohol, alcohol consumption, mentions of food, mentions of eating, language

word count - 818

"What if we--"

"No."

"Please!"

"No."

"Please angel, we'll only do 9 holes and then buy you lunch after." Topper, ever the mediator, offers.

"You were gonna buy me lunch anyway."

Rafe rolls his eyes and you snicker, leaning back in the lounge chair you're resting in.

"I just don't understand why this how y'all want to spend your time. Kelce's internship and Rafe's study abroad start in one month, we're wasting our one month of summer by fucking hitting balls on grass."

You're met with three glares and simultaneous responses.

"Okay, you can't say 'we' if you haven't even been going."

"There is way more technique than just hitting balls."

"Hey!"

"And what would you suggest we do then, mamas?" Kelce asks, raising an eyebrow over his sunglasses. 

Your face warms at being put on the spot, three gazes stuck patiently on you.

"I don't know, shopping on the mainland, movie nights, brunch at the island club--"

"You can have island club drinks on the golf cart!" Rafe exclaims, throwing his arms up before slapping them at his sides. "And we'll get brunch afterwards."

You sigh dramatically. "9 holes? Not 18?"

Rafe smiles, knowing they've already won. "Of course."

Topper picks you up bright and early the next morning, Rafe and Kelce already packed into the backseat with one set of clubs, the other two in the trunk.

"Morning boys." You smile sarcastically, climbing into the front passenger seat.

"Good morning mamas." Kelce smiles. "Thank you for coming."

"Hm, y'all better make it worth my while." You joke.

"Getting to spend time with your best friends isn't worth it?" Rafe asks, feigning offense.

"Shut up," You groan. "You guys know I love you. Even when you make me golf."

They all made a big deal about your new Lululemon golf dress, and promise to take cute pictures of you in the golf cart, all by the time you pull up to the country club.

You juggle your sunglasses, phone, and water bottle once Rafe opens the door for you.

"Thank you Rafe," You smile, reaching up to pinch his cheeks. "You're such a gentleman."

You wait with Kelce while the other two go to get the cart. You let their clubs stay propped up against your legs so that don't fall to the ground.

Topper takes the purple Stanley--that he got you for Christmas--from your hands and sets it into the cup holder. You help them load up their clubs then you're making yourself comfortable in the front again.

"Do they sell cocktails at the beverage carts?" You wonder. "Or should I grab one now before we go?"

"Think they only sell beer, babe." Kelce frowns. "And they don't allow open cups on the course."

You groan, leaning your head back. Rafe digs around in his golf bag, brandishing a small bottle of champagne.

"Don't worry bestie girl, we didn't forget about you." He smiles, shoving the bottle back inside. "Gonna get you some orange juice from the bev cart and you can make a mimosa."

"Rafe!" You cry, throwing your arms around him. "You're the best!"

"I know, I know," He smirks. "Aren't you glad you came with us, now?"

"I guess," You grumble, playfully rolling your eyes.

You sit comfortably in the golf cart, while your friends play, sipping on the mimosa Rafe mixed you, scrolling on social media, and occasionally reminding the boys to reapply their sunscreen.

Kelce even dragged you out to take a swing and they all cheered you on when you failed miserably, taking a sloppy bow before skipping back to the golf cart.

Once you’re back at the club, seated at your favorite table, you’re lightly clasping your mimosa glass in your hand—this one prepared by your waiter and not Rafe with his Blender bottle.

“I think it tasted better when you made it, Rafe.” You frown, taking another sip anyway.

“'Course it did.” He grins smugly. 

You pull a lip gloss from the handy pocket in your golf outfit, coating a thick layer over your lips. You take your napkin and work it over the rim of your glass too, even though you'll get more gloss stuck to it on your next sip.

"You're just one of the boys, aren't you?" Topper teases, just to mess with you.

You cap your gloss and set it on the table, narrowing your eyes into a glare at Topper. "No, I am not."

 "Yeah, she's like our bratty little sister." Rafe pipes up, reaching over the table to steal a handful of your fries. 

"Yeah, I'm the bratty one." You smack Rafe's hand, grinning when he whines. "And I'm literally older than you, Rafe."

"By like two months!" He argues.

"Okay and?" You retort. "Still older."

He makes a point by stealing more of your fries.

"Brat. You know you're the one paying for those, right?"

© witchwyfe 2023. absolutely no reposting, translating, or modifying, even with credit.

[fummy-woomy]

wrong organ's other games in relation to mouthwashing

wrong organ has two other games: how fish is made & the last one and then another.

in short: for more mouthwashing and curly scraps, go play the last one and then another. here, i'm just summarizing, interpreting, and noting some interesting things about curly's perspective and the game.

--!major spoiler warning for mouthwashing & the last one and then another!--

the first game doesn't have too much relation to mouthwashing that i could tell, though it does have it's own interesting story/themes so check it out!, but is the prequel to the last one and then another, which had quite a bit to do with mouthwashing.

so, the last one and then another is basically a promo game for mouthwashing based on elements of how fish is made. in it we play as a fish trapped in a mass of foam trying to gain more mass (like the game katamari damacy, if you're familiar with it). the goal of this game is to grow large and consume even larger things, with the ultimate goal seeming to be absorbing the giant human-like figure wrapped in bandages and blood floating above you: curly, as we know him now.

(in the end, we didn't get that big, not big enough to absorb a human at least, so i think we just absorbed his eye, which is kinda funny lol)

there are four main things you absorb besides random debris: four fish.

you might see where this is going; four fish, four crew members besides curly...

the first fish you encounter tells you "look at me! look at you! we've done it!" it says that the both of you are special, and that you should absorb it because more is more is more is better. it tells you not to leave it, to consume it to fill the void. this seems like jimmy, with it's somewhat familiarity towards you and obsession with trying to get more mass paralleling his obsession with curly climbing the corporate ladder, so to speak. jimmy wanted that too.

you then run into a chubby fish eating cake in a den full of balloons, pretty happy with the cake. you ask it to come with you, and it hostilely rejects you, to which you absorb it anyways. this is swansea, who also has a temper, largest build of the crew, and a similar happy mood while drunk in comparison to the fish enjoying its cake.

next, you stand above a hole with a drop. if you listen closely, you can hear a baby crying, and when you jump into the hole, there's a fish hanging from a treble, unmoving, looking to be skinned on one of it's sides. attached to it by another line, is something small, dark and tiny; upon closer inspection, it is a faintly trembling baby fish. you absorb the baby fish. (do i even have to say that it's anya? seeing this fish made me seriously sad).

finally, you talk to a fish drunk off of and surrounded by giant bottles of dragonbreath mouthwash. it says it should have stayed in the "other place," and references the plot from how fish are made, which was about choosing between either going up or down-- the fish is confused about what direction it is even supposed to be going. in the end, it says it can help and asks you to take it back to "that place". this seems most similar to daisuke's moment of confession to jimmy while he was drunk, about not really having a direction in life.

overall, with mouthwashing being so big on show not tell, we could say that this is how curly sees his crew, in retrospect. curly also being in the bandaged state that he is, it seems like this game is focused on his reflections on everything that happened with the crew. mostly jimmy though. especially because of the title, which is a line curly says in this game.

"i tried. i really did. we're defined by our past, but not slaves to it. we said tomorrow will be different. today would be the last day. the last one. the last one and then another. and another, and another, and another..."

bam. title drop.

so, after knowing each other for a while, this implies that jimmy has done this type of shit before. whether its SA, other generally insane things, weird behavior, or what, we don't know-- all we know is that curly knew what a character jimmy was the whole time, and still vouched for him, empathized with him. multiple, multiple times.

it's one thing to give second chances, it's another thing entirely to give never ending third, fourth, fifth, sixth chances, and another, and another and another. which is exactly what curly seems to be regretful over, but only now, after another and another and another. c'mon curly. it took you becoming crippled for life to finally realize that maybe you shouldn't keep forgiving and enabling jimmy? i know you were biased as a friend, but that still doesn't really excuse it.

i think he probably let things slide so many times, because of this line...

"...you know. he joined because of me."

this line can be interpreted as curly feeling bad for the rest of the crew because he brought jimmy-- who curly knew was unwell-- on the trip... or, as curly feeling bad for bringing jimmy into the corporate slave cargo business. and based on the overall tone of the conversation and other words he says, his own dissatisfaction with his job, and the title of this game being about jimmy's actions... i don't think it's the former.

this can be a motive as to why curly let jimmy get away with so much-- he felt guilty about being the one to tie jimmy down to this career. it also reveals that this mf still feels bad for jimmy, after all the unhinged stuff the little rat has done; sure, he feels some guilt about letting jimmy do all the insane shit, but he also still somehow feels bad for jimmy. i get that they're friends, but at a certain point maybe you need to re-evaluate your friendships sir...

i know curly was the "reliable captain", and everyone always thought he was nice-- and i'm sure that's true. but in being too nice, in believing too much in the good of people and the power of second chances, and being too biased towards his friend, he failed anya. he failed jimmy too in a way, for covering for him too many times. i'm sure he absolutely didn't mean for things to turn out this way, but they did, partly because he was complacent, and now he gets to live with that, even if he wasn't a "bad guy", even if his fate is inhumanely cruel; i'm not trying to say i'm happy that curly ended up like this, it's truly a really shitty ending, but i can't say he didn't have a hand in it either, and i can't excuse him overlooking jimmy's weird vibes so much for so long.

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on the rest of the game...

i don't think the fish you're playing as is really relevant, other than probably being the main character of the previous game. it's just an interesting way for the developers to tie mouthwashing in with how fish are made and to channel curly's introspective thoughts; someone in the comments of the youtube video i watched did theorize that this "absorbing mass" was an allegory for the corporate life and working your way up, which i think is actually really spot on though. the whole game mechanic of absorbing things can possibly be related to curly's own thoughts about his job, and how it just keeps consuming and consuming with no regard/care to anything else. how pony express probably couldn't care less about them as employees.

it's interesting to me how you can't even talk to anya. like they chose to make her already dead in curly's eyes, while the rest of the crew you can talk to as the fish. maybe these reflections of his are taking place directly after anya died? of maybes curly feels like he never gave her the chance to speak, and then it was already too late?

with him seeing daisuke as unsure about his position in life, was daisuke just that obviously adrift, or did he confide in curly at one point too? also, daisuke was the one to make the most references to how fish are made, so i wonder if he can tie into the themes of that (free will, how much your choices really matter) as well?

i'm not sure how much about the plot really changed between the release of mouthwashing and the last one and then another, so maybe some of the things in this promo/teaser game aren't so accurate?

--maybe this is all just a promo game, and i'm reading too much into it. but yeah. there you have it. curly, mouthwashing, and the last one and then another. sorry for the long ass yap, this game was just so genuinely good that i'm writing paragraphs about it and losing my mind over it. i should be doing my homework rn.

any thoughts? stuff i missed? critiques?

[coffeecat1983]

Mario Bros: Halloween Scares.

October 30th, 2008

"Awooooo, Werewolves of London!" Arthur howled along as the song played. A giggle caught his attention and he looked up from the mixer. Luigi was peering around the corner, watching him. "Hey kid! What, you laughin' at my singin'?" His nephew giggled again. "Yeah!" Luigi came in and climbing up onto a chair, watched as Arthur began measuring chocolate batter into cupcake papers before putting them into the oven. "Uncle Art?" "Yeah?" "Do grown ups ever get scared?" The question made him blink, thinking it over. "Yeeeah," he proceeded with caution. "Adults can get scared." Luigi scrunched his brow in thought. "Really?" "Yup." he set the bowl aside and leaned on the table. "What's up, kid? Something got you upset?" He was worried to see Luigi tense up, crossing his arms tightly. "Ma said we're goin' trick or treats tomorrow." Slipping off his yellow apron, Arthur circled the center table and sat beside his nephew. "And that's got ya scared, huh?" he said gently. "Y-Yeah." Luigi looked up at him, his blue eyes wide. "The neighbors have ghosts an' stuff all over. Do you ever get scared, Uncle Art?" Arthur was quiet a moment as a memory came back. "I don't wanna go tricks and treats! It's scary!" "I do, sometimes." he confessed. Luigi sighed. "I wanna be brave like Mario." he said sadly. "Or like you!" Arthur raised an eyebrow. "Like me?" "Uh huh! Dad says you were scared of Halloween, too, but you're brave now." This made Arthur laugh. "Ah kid," he rested his hand across Luigi's back. "I still get scared sometimes. I don't like haunted houses or scary movies." This made his nephew think. "But you like Ghostbusters?" "You got me there. Sometimes things can be funny and a little scary, that's what makes Halloween a good time." "Like the cartoons we watched today?" "Eyy, you got it! That's exactly what I mean." Reaching over, Arthur picked a gummi worm from the bowl that was nearby and held it out. "Now, how about you help me put the worms on these mud cupcakes?" "Yeah!" Getting back up, Arthur retrieved a plate of cooled cupcakes and set them on the table. Taking a spoon and showing Luigi how to lift a little of the cupcake up and tuck a worm in so it was hanging out of the hole, Arthur returned to prepping the frosting. For a while the only sound was the normal kitchen sounds, the radio playing Halloween songs, and they could hear Tony and Mario competing in a video game in the living room. Working quietly, his little tongue out in concentration, Luigi carefully tucked each worm into the cupcakes. "…Uncle Art, whadda you do when you're scared?" Arthur paused, thinking it over. "When I was your age, I talked Tony a lot, then when I was older, sometimes I'd talk with your Ma. Now I talk with Tony, or your auntie Marie." Placing the last worm, Luigi pushed the tray across the table so Arthur could add the frosting. "Are you goin' tricks or treats?" Luigi blurted out. A faint, familiar tingle raced across Arthur's neck, something he hadn't felt around Luigi before. "I'm takin' Marie out to dinner, but hang on…" he set his spatula aside and crossing the floor, peered into the living room. "Ey Tony, you got any plans tomorrow?" "Just cheesy horror movies and take out for dinner, why?" "How about we take the kids trick 'r treating? It'll finish on time for dinner." Distracted as Mario picked out another game, Tony just gave a thumbs up to his twin. Returning to the kitchen, Arthur patted Luigi's back. "What do you think, kid? We go with and if you get scared, you can talk to me or Tony. Sound good?" Luigi brightened considerably. "Yeah!" Getting up, he rushed around the table and grabbed Arthur in a tight hug. "Thanks, Uncle Art." Chuckling, Arthur returned the hug. "Anytime, kid."

END By "CC"

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

[8pmismybedtime]

I most definitely need this

We're driving home from the bar. Well you're driving and I'm just there in the passenger seat very tipsy (fully conscious, but overly confident). The whole time at the bar I was complaining to you, ranting about work and never being able to find the love of my life, (very dramatically). Even in the car now, I was being annoying, you just release a very annoyed sigh and grip the steering wheel tighter.

"(your name)" I whine, "Where is my lover??? I need someone who will treat me like the queen I am!!!!"

You just ignore me, and keep driving. I get pissed. I try to get your attention by poking at your arm, you tell me to stop because you're driving. I just cross my arms and slump in my seat. There was still 20 minutes until we got home. I kept saying your name and trying to get your attention but you just ignore me. I get pissy. So I decide to unbutton my shirt, slowly. One button at a time. You look over wondering why I've gone quiet, only to notice my tits, almost completely bare. You force your eyes back onto the road and keep driving, catching occasional glimpses. I look over at you and I fix up my posture and unclip my strapless bra, letting if fall into my lap and my tits dropping. I softly moan at the feeling, saying how heavy they are. Running my hand across them and massaging them. I look over to notice that you're completely unaffected and I get pissed. 13 minutes left. I took the hem of my skirt and slowly moved it up my thighs, you eyes kept looking back and forth between the road and me. I reveal that I'm wearing nothing underneath and I lift my left leg up and place it on the dash. 10 minutes left. I look over to see that you're still not caring, so I slowly move my hand to in between my legs, and start running my fingers up and down my wet pussy. Moaning you name, making sure you can hear the wet noises. I slowly push one finger in, making my moans more high-pitched while your grip on the steering wheel tightens. I start to move my finger in and out of my pussy, moaning your name, telling you how badly I want you inside me, how perfect your cock is and how much I crave it in my mouth, how badly I want to taste your cum. 6 minutes left. I keep moving my finger in and out of my soaking wet pussy. Telling you I'm close. That's when you lose it, you maneuver into the emergency lane and park the car. Taking my hand and stopping me. Alcohol had given me a booster and I was pissed that you just stopped my orgasm. You loosen your tie and use it tie my hands together above my head. You move your hands to my tits, squeezing them, playing with them, sucking them and pinching my nipples making me cry out, my head going fuzzy from the alcohol and pleasure. I try to move my hands but it doesn't work, you move your hands down, and push two fingers inside of my wet little pussy. Forcing them in, my eyes widen and I scream your name, you keep thrusting them in and out of my tight pussy, making me squirm and reach my orgasm. I beg you to keep going because I'm so close but you stop. You pull your hands out and force my mouth open, making me lick your fingers clean. "You think you can just finger yourself in the passenger seat while I drive?" I look at you while sucking you fingers, running my tongue in between them, so starved and hungry for you, so needy.

You push the driver seat all the way back before gesturing to me to move over, I climb over and straddle your lap, feeling your bulge through your pants. You know you'll get more out of me once we get home, but for now, this would do. You unzip your pants and pull your cock out, grabbing onto my hips while lining yourself up with my hole. Without warning you slam me onto your dick making me scream and moan. You take my hips and keep going, faster and harder making me beg and cry. Forcing yourself into me, I take my tied up hands and put them over your head, while I try to move my hips with your rhythm. You pull me in closer and kiss me to silence out my moans. You're close and keep going, before you release your thick load inside of me while I cum all over your cock.

[bunny-behind-a-keyboard]

ways to feel animalistic/in touch with your kintype ✨feral edition✨

i see a lot of posts in the therian community like "canine activities" or "how to feel in touch with your kin" but it's all targeted towards domesticated critters, or things that are private / non-offensive to the public. whilst there's nothing wrong with that and they're useful, it leaves part of the community behind; the FERAL KINS. we're not domesticated- we're rabid creatures who belong in the dirt and DAMN IT are we gonna get in it no matter what Deborah the Neighbor has to say about it!!!!

is all of this good, healthy, or acceptable to do in public? no! but none of its illegal (probably), and you only live once am i right. also this list is non-harmful to the environments that you exist in :)

onto the list!

🐇-eat some wild plants! i'd recommended having a general knowledge of your local ecology so you don't et somethin poisonous, but there's nothin like going outside and just deciding to graze on the grass, or sample some leaves.

🐇-dig a hole! if you're an animal who create underground dens or digs, gettin the dirt is always fun! doing this at the beach will net you less stares, but the park is admittedly more fun. i'd recommended gloves and/or gardening claws to make it easier and safer (especially if you live somewhere with dangerous underground fellas)

->off of this, rolling/playing in the dirt/on the ground is super fun too! if you wear out some clothes that are old its easier too. i personally prefer to wear shorts & T-shirts so that my arms + legs are actually exposed to the ground. more fun to roll that way!!

🐇-chase some wildlife! if your out digging or running around, your pretty much bound to come across some lizards, small animals, or birds; if your a predator don't be afraid to chase em around! and if you catch them, good on you! probably free them, though- whilst in our hearts we belong to the ecosystem we don't in our current bodies and as such shouldn't disrupt it by harming animals ourselves. (but feel free to think that you are on the hunt! i sure do lol)

🐇-define your territory! if you frequent a park/forest/area where you do your therian/otherkin activities, mark it as yours! you could follow the ways of your kintype (though public urination is illegal) or try a more human way such as tying pieces of (preferably biodegradable) ribbon around tree branches, digging holes at each corner of your territory, or simply patrolling around. if you're like me and are completely shameless, you can also survey your territory from your favorite spot and scowl at people who d a r e enter your land (usually they don't notice me , or at least pretend they don't lol).

-> i find this helps a lot, because now i have a space that when i go to it, it immediately makes me shift because this is my territory, with my den that i dug out, that i protect with my life!! my stuff bark bark!!!

->i also find that acting like your kintype within your territory is really good but that kinda goes without saying haha. but for example if your a bunny dig yourself a burrow to spend most of your time in, or if your a cheetah climb a tree and survey from up above!

🐇-go for a frolic! it's honestly a great way to get exercise in, just go to your territory (or any park/area that's like your environment) and run, jump and move at your own pleasure! enjoy being free, untamed, wild and spirited like the freaky little critter you are!!! mimicking the movements of your kintype is also fun to do when you frolic :) i usually frolic , climb up something, survey my surroundings and sniff around, then climb down & repeat (mimicking cheetahs & bunnies)

🐇-play in the water if you have some nearby! many parks have small lakes or rivers running through them, and whilst you cant get into them , there's nothing stopping you watching the fish go by, sticking your hand in, prodding things in the water with a stick, or chasing the ducks! there's something that feels very animalistic to me about appreciation water idk!

that's all i got for today but let me know if you critters enjoy this and i'll add some more!! i'm also thinking of doing a water & sky version of this since most of these things are really only for terrestrial critters.

also hey if you are looking for activities for your specific kintype, don't be afraid to send me an ask! i'd be more than happy to help brainstorm some good activities for you :]

[v3nusxsky]

where emily is making brat!reader sit on her face while r has an attitude so emily forces r to state all the reasons why she has an attitude and what she can do to fuck the attitude out of her and if r stop talking emily stops eating r out and slaps her ass, in a way of telling r to keep talking or else emily would stop all together. - ����

Fuck away the attitude18+

*Authors note~ this is a delicious idea  and I honestly haven't been able to get it out of my mind for such a long time now*

Trigger warnings~brat r dom em face sitting edging oral sex toys strap on degrading praise

Prompt~ see ask^^^^

Truly, you weren't sure why you'd been so much of a brat today. Teasing her the whole day while you were working in the field probably wasn't the best idea for you but you couldn't help but tease the woman. Now though, now you were wishing earlier you knew when to shut the heck up. Emily had your arms chained to the bed frame while she lay underneath you. Lapping at your cunt as you were edged over and over again.

"Angel, tell me why you have this bratty attitude and all the reasons why I should fuck it out of you and turn you into my good girl" she murmured against your core. "Fuck daddy I needed attention, and I did it wrong but oh" you trailed off with a moan at the sensations she was providing you with only for them to be taken away. "Now now whore, you stop, I stop. Behave and keep talking my bratty baby" she mumbled adding a nip to your shaking thigh.

Your poor little brain struggled to keep up with all the reasons and eventually Emily took pitty on you slipping from underneath your shaking limbs.  Quickly untying your wrists she moved to adorn her strap. "Now daddy's gonna fuck that attitude out of you, and you aren't to make a sound angel" she commanded shifting you on your hands and knees to tease your sopping cunt.

The moment she slipping into your pussy you let out a silent scream, this faux dick bigger than any you had ever taken before. "Good girl, god baby you're practically creaming all over my cock already" she moaned, "gonna make you cum so hard angel, gonna fuck you till you can't even speak anymore." Her words combined with her brutal pace was causing your brain to become nothing but a pile of mush as you attempted to stay quiet. Ultimately you failed as you climbed close to your peak, "oh fuck me daddy harder god" you whined thrusting backwards to meet her thrusts. A harsh blow was delivered to the curve of your ass before she slipped out of you and changed the position.

"Wanna break the rules whore, then you're gonna fuck yourself like the horny slut you are. Put on a show for daddy bounce those beautiful tits of yours for me" she murmured helping lined the dick up with your leaking hole. Your whole body vibrating with need as you began to slowly and shakily bounce on her cock. "So pathetic angel, can't even fuck yourself like a good little whore, need daddy to help you don't you?"

Her hands gripping on your hips as she helped lift you off her cock only to slam you straight back down on it. "Cum for daddy" she murmured bring her lips to your beautiful tits. "Oh fuck me daddy" you squealed as you came with her brutal thrusts meeting your thrusts it was unsurprising when you we're struggling to not be thrown into a second orgasm. "Daddy daddy stop gonna pee" you whimpered which only seemed to fuel your lover on, flipping you on your back and snaking a hand down to play with your extra sensitive clit. "Daddy" you mewled as white hot pleasure crashed over your body and stole your vision. You came squinting all over your lover and the sheets.

"Oh fuck angel you squirted!" She grinned like a cherished cat, that was something new but something Emily could definitely spend time exploring another day. "Angel?" She murmured slipping out from you and throwing the strap away. "Mmmhmm" you muttered seemingly out of it. "Daddy's fucked you so good you lost your words, my mindless angel" she murmured before kissing you sweetly. "You've been so good baby now daddy's gonna take good care of you love."

Word count~ 753

[enbysiriusblack]

Lily & Sirius- third year

"I didn't know you had a brother, Black."

Sirius scoffed, staring up at Lily with a frown, "So?"

"I have a sister. She's older, though."

"Why would I care about that?"

Lily huffed, dropping onto the sofa next to him, "Don't be an eejit. I'm being nice to you, okay? So you have to be nice to me. For now."

Sirius stared at her for a moment before glancing away and muttering, "Fine."

Lily nodded, "Do you get on with him? Your brother?"

"No."

"Thought so. I don't really get on with my sister either, she's such a bitch."

Sirius frowned, "I don't- Regulus isn't a bitch."

"Why don't you get on then? Like- my sister is a bitch, she's always so pissed off and tries to get me in trouble for every little thing. I don't like her because she's just not nice to me- to barely anyone. Is your brother not the same?"

Sirius immediately shook his head, "No. He's just an idiot. He's so obsessed with trying to please our parents, and he fell for all that blood purity stuff and he's twelve and already acts like he knows exactly what he's going to do in life, which is all just following along my family's bigotry. But... he's still my little brother, you know? He hates violence, and he used to always talk about finding ways to free all the house elves, and he loves playing the piano more than anything, and he hates when his food touches, and he used to climb into my bed whenever he had a nightmare, and his sock got a hole in so he decided to make me this weird little toy out of it- he called it lion, because it was orange and had a bit coming out of it that looked like a mane."

Lily's face dropped, "I don't think I'm a good person."

"What?" Sirius laughed, "Come on, Evans. Everyone knows you're a good person."

Lily shook her head, "I can't- I can't love my sister like you love Regulus. I have such similar memories, and I know I loved her when we were younger. But now I just feel nothing towards her. She just makes me mad that I've got all these memories of her and me getting along but nothing to do with them."

Sirius shrugged, "Tell me about them."

"What?"

"I told you about Regulus. It's your turn now, tell me about your sister."

Lily leaned against Sirius' shoulder, "Petunia. She's a couple years older, always boasts about that. But um. She always looked after me, when we were kids. Our parents worked, so she'd do most of the housework and make lunch for us. There was this huge hill on our way to school, and we had this game where we rolled down it and the one who got the furthest won. She stopped playing when we got older, said she hates getting dirty. Her bedroom is opposite mine, so we kept our doors open and would have conversations just through miming. She always closes her door now. But, we used to play this game where we pretended to be fairies and would find dead plants and bring them back to life. We stopped after she saw me manage to do it with magic, it was an accident, but she said it was cheating and really creepy."

Sirius leaned his head against Lily's, "She does sound like a bitch."

Lily snorted, "Yeah... your brother sounds nice. Maybe you'll help him, y'know, teach him to not be so easily led and bigoted."

Sirius smiled, "Yeah, maybe."

Lily looked up at Sirius, "You can stop being nice to me now."

"Nah, you're not so bad."

Lily laughed, "Neither are you. Can't believe you're friends with Potter."

Sirius immediately stood up, "Okay, yeah. Moment over."

"Oh, come on, Sirius! Thought we were becoming friends!"

Sirius glared at her, "We can be friends but no insulting James in my presence."

Lily thought about it for a moment before nodding, "deal."

She spat into her hand and held it out. Sirius frowned in disgust.

"Come on", she huffed, hand still out, "It's how you become friends forever, as long as we follow our deal."

Sirius hesitantly spat into his hand and placed in Lily's, "This feels disgusting."

Lily grinned, "Well now we're friends for life."

Sirius grinned back, "friends for life."

[this-blurry-photograph]

The Lost Tomb 2: Ep.7

Fatty: Xiao-ge's talking in full sentences. Shit's about to get real.

Does knee capping Wu Xie with a projectile flashlight to stop him from running down a dangerous corridor while under the influence of some tomb tomfoolery count as Xiao-ge saving him? Yes, in my books, yes it does.

Okay, it's not just me right? Everytime Wu Xie and Xiao-ge make eye contact it is the most intense gazing you've ever seen in your life. And it always lasts way longer than it has any need to.

Wu Xie stopping Fatty and being like, no it's my place to follow directly after Xiao-ge.

Man this episode is giving us so much good interaction between these three!

I love the tiny little nod and blink thing Xiao-ge does. Aaahhhh. I thought I was going to have a hard time with the change in actors, especially since this guy plays Xiao-ge quite differently from the season 1 actor, but I am having such a great time with him!

Do I count the flashback of Xiao-ge saving Wu Xie in the water while going to Lord Shang of Lu's tomb in the count even though it's definitely a remake of a scene that happened in season 1? I am going to say yes. Keeping track of these saves is turning into a much more serious endeavour than I originally predicted.

And here we have Fatty make jokes about Wu Xie and Xiao-ge's age difference. Man this episode has me smiling so much.

Oh no Wu Xie's struggling so much. I kind of really like the characterization we're getting with this climbing scene. Xiao-ge is of course just absurdly competent and parkours his way up. Fatty struggles but is able to use the rope to climb up the pillar. For all that he may struggle with the physical side of things he is an experienced tomb raider and that's evident here. And then you have Wu Xie who has no idea what he's doing and can't even get his feet off the ground. *sobbing*

I'm starting to question how much Wu Xie actually knows about all this and how much he's getting by on confidence, charm, and a ridiculous about of luck.

Aw, Wu Xie is so sweet. 'I'm sorry I got mad at you when you accused my uncle of being a murderer.'

I love the way this weird mummy thing runs.

Oh my goodness that shot where Xiao-ge goes flying away from the explosive. *crying*

I vote this trio should not be let into any more tombs. With the first one they burned it and an entire forest down, and now they've blown a hole in and flooded this one.

+1 to Xiao-ge saving Wu Xie for lassoing the mummy and blowing up the ceiling so they could escape.

It this gonna be the format? They go through the whole tomb together and then as they're escaping Xiao-ge disappears in a way that makes it unclear if he survived or not. Cause if it is he's gonna break my heart, and Wu Xie's too. Gosh I'm actually getting misty eyed. Watching Wu Xie desperately trying to go back for Xiao-ge was heart wrenching.

I started out this episode having just the best time, and now I'm so sad :(

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[mrs-johansson]

Chapter 5: Avengers: Age of Ultron - Two Ghosts

Part 8:

“Ultron knows we're coming. Odds are we'll be riding into heavy fire, and that's what we signed up for. But the people of Sokovia, they didn't. So our priority is getting them out.” “Great speech, Grandpa. Now let’s get this son of a bitch and bring Romanoff home.”

We started to clear out the city but then Banner and I took off to find Natasha. “How did you find her?” Asked Bruce as we walked through the halls of the building. “She has a defense vest that has a GPS in it that I gave her. She wasn’t that hard to find honestly,” I checked the hallway as we passed by a separate hall.

As we walked further two men were standing at the entrance we had to go in. “Stay silent for a while, yeah?” I whispered to the scientist and he nodded.

I crept closer to the guards but then I heard stumbling behind me. I checked and saw Banner’s flashlight on the floor right next to the man on the floor. The guards turned around and immediately marched towards us. “I asked you one thing,” I put my gun away quickly and the first guard was already on me. He tried to grab me by the neck but I quickly twisted his arm and turned him around, breaking the said arm. I climbed on top of his shoulder and brought him to the ground with one momentum. The other one used this second to get me in a headlock but to his luck, I could still reach my knives on each side of my thigh. Slipped the knives out and in one quick motion, I stabbed him in the neck. He lost his grip immediately and fell to the ground, right next to his buddy. Pulled the knives out of him and wiped the blood off on his jacket before putting them back in their place.

Turned around and saw Banner standing by the corner, eyes wide open, gripping his flashlight in his hands. “Make one more sound… and I’ll throw you off a bridge.”

We made our way inside and after it was clear I made sure to let Bruce know that he could speak. “Natasha!” He called out multiple times. “Bruce?” I don’t think I’ll ever be as happy to hear her say that. Bruce ran towards the voice while I just looked around the whole room.

Multiple robotic elements were around the tables, shelves, and everywhere. “Y/n, she’s here,” said Bruce, and I followed his voice. “Y/n’s here?” Wow, I don't know if that was a disappointment in her voice or a surprise. “You think he got here alone?” I walked up to her cell. From that one look she gave me I could tell she agreed that Bruce wouldn’t have gotten here without me or the Hulk. “You alright?” He asked. “Yeah.” “The team’s in the city, it’s about to light up,” said Bruce as I was trying to get a good grip on the cell door. “I don’t suppose you found a key lying around here somewhere?” And with that, the door melted off. “No keys,” I said, watching the door lying on the ground. “Yeah, we caught that,” Natasha smiled at me softly but I just looked away. “So what’s our play?” She asked. “We’re here to get you to safety,” answered Bruce. “We got her out, you think she’s gonna sit this one out?” I wandered off, looking at all the equipment Ultron had stuffed into his cave. I could hear them speak but I just really didn’t want to hear them flirt.

And then I found a blueprint. It was some type of core made of… vibranium. Set in the middle of the city, in the church. I grabbed the paper and turned around. “Guys…” Oh, but I wish I didn’t. Natasha and Bruce were kissing. Right in front of me. Does anyone have a paper bag so I can throw up?

Then Natasha pushed Banner into the hole in the middle of the room and our eyes met. She looked… sorrowful? I couldn’t tell but then the Hulk jumped back up in front of her. “Let’s finish the job.”

Flying up to the city all I could hear was Natasha screaming as she was holding onto the Hulk’s shoulder before they landed roughly on the ground. “I really hope this makes us even,” Natasha spoke to the giant who just grumbled. “Now go be a hero,” with that, he marched off.

I already started walking while she was talking to him so she ran to my side as he left. “It would’ve been a better ride if you were the pilot,” Natasha said. “It’s your boyfriend’s job to escort you around, not mine.” “Real mature,” she mumbled but damn look who’s talking. “Yeah, mature. If it wasn’t for me he would be dead now, because he couldn’t stay quiet for 1 goddamn minute. If it wasn’t for me, Clint would’ve had to send you fucking Morse codes to find you. If it wasn’t for you, maybe I wouldn’t try to tear Banner apart at every minute of the day!” I screamed at her. She looked pissed, but I was angry. “You have no right to criticize my attitude with him, because you basically called me a whore so yeah, I’m the mature one!”

She did not say a word on the way to the city. She didn’t look at me, we kept a few feet apart the whole time. Yes, we needed some place to think and be.

We tried our best to get more and more civilians to safety. It was hard to manage the panicking people but we worked efficiently. We moved further into the city and at some point we bumped into Steve and Thor.

“Romanoff,” shouted Steve and Nat ducked down as the shield hit a robot. “Thanks,” she took the shield and kept fighting. I grabbed a robot by its neck and ripped the head off with one quick motion, but then one flew straight into me. The next moment I saw Steve’s shield fly above me, taking the robot off me. Steve caught the shield with a jump and smashed another soldier.

“The next wave's gonna hit any minute. What have you got, Stark?” Asked Steve as we escorted more civilians. “Well, nothing great. Maybe a way to blow up the city. That'll keep it from impacting the surface if you guys can get clear,” we heard over comms. “That’s not a solution, that’s an escape plan,” I said. “Impact radius is getting bigger every second. We're going to have to make a choice.” “Guys, these people are going nowhere. If Stark finds a way to blow this rock…” Natasha stepped up to us. “Not 'til everyone's safe,” Steve pressured. “Everyone up here versus everyone down there? There's no math there,” Nat said, looking over the breathtaking skyline. “I'm not leaving this rock with one civilian on it.” “I didn't say we should leave.” Steve and I both looked at her. Is she serious? “There's worse ways to go. Where else am I gonna get a view like this?” Wow… have never heard her so hopeless.

“Glad you like the view, Romanoff. It's about to get better.” The famous voice of Nick Fury came through the comms before we all saw the Helicarrier edging closer to the flying city. “Nice, right? I pulled her out of mothballs with a couple of old friends. She's dusty, but she'll do.” “Fury, you son of a bitch,” said Steve in disbelief. “Oooh! You kiss your mother with that mouth?”

“This is SHIELD?” Asked Pietro. “This is what SHIELD's supposed to be,” I looked at the huge flying object. “This is not so bad.” “Let's load 'em up,” I said as I went up to a group of civilians. “Sister, we could use some help in the church,” heard Thor’s voice. “On my way,” I took a step but before I could move further Natasha grabbed my arm. “You come back, alright? You come back alive,” the seriousness in her voice was so confusing to me. I bet she's gonna disappear with Banner after this, why does it matter? “I always do,” I got out of her hold and rushed to the church.

Ultron was holding Thor by his throat, while holding his other arm up, ready to blast my brother. “You think you're saving anyone? I turn that key and drop this rock a little early and it's still billions dead. Even you can't stop that,” said the tall robot. I got to Vision's side and we waited for the perfect moment to attack. “I am Thor, son of Odin, and as long as there is life in my breast, I am...running out of things to say! Are you ready?” Thor glanced behind Utron, right at us and that was our perfect timing. I flew to Thor’s side as Vision hit Ultron towards us and then he threw the hammer my way and I sent Ultron flying away for miles.

“It’s terribly well balanced,” I flipped the hammer in my hands, feeling every fiber of my body being ecstatic by being worthy of the hammer. “Well, if there's too much weight, you lose power on the swing, so.”

“I got a plan!” Dad spoke through the comms. “We're out of time. They're coming for the core,” I said. The three of us rounded the core, deafening off the few robots trying to activate it. “Avengers, time to work for a living.”

Soon the whole team started to arrive at the church. “Romanoff? You and Banner better not be playing "hide the zucchini,” as soon as I heard the words leave his mouth I wished to disappear from planet Earth. “I’m never speaking to you again,” I looked at my Dad and he just spread his arms. “Relax, Shell-head. Not all of us can fly,” said Natasha, and a couple of seconds later she walked in. “What’s the drill?” She asked. “This is the drill. If Ultron gets a hand on the core, we lose,” pointed at the core Dad. Hulk showed up too but then Ultron arrived.

“Is that the best you can do?” Thor shouted at Ultron. Who basically summoned a whole army of robots. “You had to ask,” I sighed and fixed the sleeve of my suit before we got into the real fight. “This is the best I can do. This is exactly what I wanted. All of you, against all of me. How could you possibly hope to stop me?” “Well, like the old man said. Together.”

And without mercy, we started fighting off every single robot that tried to get to the core. All of us put in every last bit of our power to keep them away. Vision managed to push Ulton out of the church and I made sure that he stayed there. Dad and Thor also joined, and we just blasted him from four angles. Our combined forces were enough to damage his vibranium body. “You know with the benefit of hindsight…” Before he could finish, Hulk punched him hopefully out of the universe. Then the robots started to retreat. “They'll try to leave the city,” I said. “We can't let 'em, not even one. Rhodey!”

“We gotta move out. Even I can tell the air is getting thin. You guys get to the boats, I'll sweep for stragglers, be right behind you,” Steve instructed. “What about the core?” Asked Clint. “I'll protect it. It's my job,” Wanda looked towards us and we nodded, the four of us left.

Clint, Natasha, and I found a car that we could all get to the boats faster. “I know what I need to do. The dining room! If I knock out that east wall, it'll make a nice work space for Laura, huh? Put up some baffling, she can't hear the kids running around, what do you guys think?” Clinr wondered as he was driving. “You guys always eat in the kitchen anyway,” I said from the backseat. “No one eats in a dining room,” he shrugged.

We reached the boats and then we all noticed the Hulk. “We don’t have a lot of time,” said Clint, taking a look at Natasha. “So get your asses on the boat,” she said before going off to the Hulk. I got out of the car and basically slammed the door in. “I’m gonna see if there are any civilians who need help,” I said. “Yeah, just don’t scream at anyone,” Clint shouted after me and I gracefully showed him the middle finger.

But then I saw a machine gun shooting right where Natasha just left. I sprinted towards the playground and saw Hulk screaming at the plane. “Nat?” I called out but there was no answer. I looked around for a couple more seconds before I finally found her behind a fallen slide. I dropped to my knees and looked for a pulse instantly. “Natasha?” I could feel a pretty strong pulse so I guess she just went unconscious. “Go after him,” I said to Hulk and he groaned before Running towards the plane. “We need to get out of here,” I mumbled as I picked up Natasha and flew right up to the Helicarrier.

Mid-air I could see she was gaining consciousness and she held onto my shoulders. She didn’t say a word, just let out a deep breath. We reached the boat and I placed her down gently. “Where’s Bruce?” She asked. “Went after Ultron, I’m sure he’ll be back.”

We all got settled and the team got inside. Most of us were getting our injuries patched up but I didn’t see Natasha anywhere near the medical bay, so I went to check the control room.

To my surprise she was there, holding a tablet. “Now I need you to turn this bird around, okay? We can't track you in stealth mode, so help me out. I need you t–” but she was cut off. I don’t like Banner any better.

“You should get your injuries checked out,” I said and she quickly turned her head, surprised to see me. “I’m fine,” she put the tablet down. “I wasn’t asking,” I said firmly and waited until she finally decided to come with me. “You're not my boss,” she murmured. “Yet you still listen to me.”

[euijoosorangeslice]

hiiii my favorite and beloved writer-nim!!!

i apologize this might be a little too specific, but i’d like to request a very very needy sub!harua with a freshman uni student s/o, who’s super serious about studying and might not always give enough attention to rua … 🫣

also, can i please be 🦋 anon, if you’re okay with it~

yes, i acc am on a computer right now so id the butterfly emoji looks odd that's why, but here u goo 🦋 anon.

patience is virtue shigeta harua x reader

warnings: sub!harua, he whines a lot, i think the reader is pissed off at harua, reader fingers him, handjobs, hair pulling, pussy eating

Great, another assignment due at 11:59. And it was already 10:00 pm. Not to mention that you had to do your art project before the next morning, and study for your literature test. You were hastily typing away on your laptop, drinking black coffee to keep you awake. Suddenly, your phone rang.

It was your boyfriend. God, you did not have the energy to talk to him right now. He was whining about how you hadn't fucked him in so long, and barely even touched him when he was around. Your surprised he wasn't already under your arm crying about your neglect. Either way, you picked up your phone. "What's up?"

"Y/n~...can I come over? Please don't say you're too busy studying!" He spoke really fast, and by the sounds of it he was already walking. "Fine. I am studying right now, so don't distract me okay?" You demanded, Harua humming in agreement. "I hoped you said yes, because I'm already in the elevator." You immediately hung up, sighing. He was so clingy.

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You opened your door, your boyfriend flying into your arms. You sat down onto your chair, pulling out your textbook to study. Low and behold, Harua was sitting on your lap while you were studying. He buried his head in the crook of your neck. Out of nowhere, you heard him whimper and push down his hips.

"No. We're not doing this right now, baby. I need to focus." You immediately shut down his advances, making him whine. "I r-really need this. Can you please just touch me?" You ignored him, reading your textbook. He nibbled on your neck, you groaning in annoyance.

"Fine. You want to act like a slut then I'll treat you like one." You stood up, pushing him onto the bed and climbing on top of him. "Take your pants off rua. I'll give you what you want." He hurriedly removed his sweatpants and boxers, panting in excitement. You grabbed some lube off your bedstand, making his eyes go wide. "W-wait are we-"

"Shut up. You were begging me over text yesterday to finger you, and now when I do it you act all shocked." He whined, placing his heads behind his head. You put some lube on your index finger, slowly pushing into the tight muscle. "A-ah...Y-y/n that feels weird...," he whimpered, making you smile to yourself. "It's ok, you'll get used to it."

The slide became easier, speeding up your fingers as you played with his hole. His whines became moans, you using your spare hand to wrap around his cock and stroke him. He grabbed the bedsheets, moaning louder than before and slightly arching his back. "I-I'm gonna cum," he warned, you speeding up your hands. In time, he spilled over your hand and clenched around your fingers.

"W-woah. That was insanely good." He panted out, you ignoring him and cleaning off your hands. It was already 11, so you sat down at your desk and started to study again. He put his boxers back on, watching you read your textbook section and take footnotes.

"Hey, Y/n? Wanna watch a movie?" he suggested, you sighing again. "Maybe later. I have to keep working until midnight. You could help me with my art work?" Harua stood up from the bed, whining in annoyance. "Ugh, I don't wanna do school work! I just want to cuddle." "I told you I was studying."

You turned around in your chair, staring into Harua's soul. "Rua, i told you that I was gonna be studying. You always come over when I'm studying and complain when I don't touch you all day. It's always about what you want." Harua jutted his lip out, watching your eyebrows furrow. "Then how can I give you what you want?"

"Relaxation and quiet. And head." You finished, turning back around in your chair. "Well why didn't you just say so! I can eat you out if you'd let me." Harua crawled under your desk, pulling your panties off. You scooted to the edge of the chair, Harua licked your clit, hearing you hum in pleasure. Slowly licking circles and dipping his fingers inside of you. "I might as well return the favor." he joked, you giggling lightly and still focused on your work.

"Finally, all done with that. N-now Harua do you think I should I should use purple or yellow for the background?" You asked, Harua pulling away in annoyance. "You're seriously still doing that? Just focus on me!" He whined, attaching his lips to your clit again. You continued to work on the assignment digitally, sketching as you moaned in pleasure. "Fuck, rua. That feels so good." you moaned, looking down at your boyfriend's excited face.

Harua really got off on pleasuring you, slightly humping the edge of your chair while his tongue worked. You pulled his hair closer to you, mewling in pleasure as he sped his tongue up. "Y-yes! God Harua I'm gonna cum." You orgasmed on his tongue, slick dripping onto the bottom half of his face. You hadn't realized until Harua moaned as you were pulling his hair, that he had already came in his boxers. "Sensitive much?" You teased, Harua whimpering and pulling his boxers off. "Now relaxation and quiet."

Harua groaned loudly, standing up and taking a walk of shame to the bathroom to change,