#sweet bean is getting better 🥺

[phantom-of-the-501st]

Okay, I know I've just posted both of these pics, but can we appreciate the fact that Echo's cheeks don't look so hollow now. 🥲

S1 vs S2.

Our boy's recovering and I'm so happy for him. 🥺

He's got some more muscle in the arms as well, which I think might be why he doesn't have the armour on his biceps anymore.

Honestly, Echo gaining some of his weight and muscle back makes me so happy. He deserves it. 😭

[satorusugurugurl]

Hiii can i request reader x gojo, where reader keeps ruining his orgasm n just messing with him? And he’s all whiny and begging and shit? 🥺👉👈

Cranberry Juice and Rings

Pairing: Gojo Satoru x FAB!Reader

Word Count: 1,725

Warnings: Edging, orgasm denial, smut, whinny Gojo, dirty talk, sexting, toys

A/N: Ah, nothing like a good old whing Gojo fic! I love whimpering, groaning men!

Satoru was known by many as a pain in the ass. He was arrogant and cocky, but that didn’t stop you from loving him. He was one of your favorite people, a goofball, and he spoiled you rotten. You couldn’t have asked for a better partner.

But he was Gojo Satoru. Some days, he was unbearable to deal with, even for you. Days like today, for example. You had gotten a nasty UTI and were on a strict sex ban for a week. Gojo had been kind the first few days, picking up your prescription along with cranberry juice and supplements. By day four of the sex ban, he was pent up and decided it would be fun to tease you relentlessly. He started sexting you, sending you pictures and voice memos that had you clenching your thighs to try to ease the throbbing between your legs.

Satoru: I’m so sweaty! Look, it’s running down my V-line, baby~!

You: Stop trying to turn me on asshole. I literally cannot flick my bean or have sex for the next three days.

Satoru: Oh? That sucks for you. I don’t have to deal with that.

The man then proceeded to send you a video of him jerking off in the bathroom. If you didn’t feel like razors sliced you each time you used the bathroom, you would have found him and made him pay for a new pair of underwear and take care of the mess he had turned you into. However, the unpleasant throbbing between your legs prevented you from acting upon your desires.

You: Keep it up, Satoru. I will make you regret your choices.

Satoru: Oooh, I’m so scared~!

Your dear, sweet, idiotic boyfriend did not heed your warning. He only seemed to get worse after your ominous threat. Three days of torture later, Satoru eagerly ra into your shared condo, his calendar chiming with a reminder today was the day your medical sex ban was lifted. He has a week's worth of pussy eating to make up for, and he planned to take his time with you.

”Sweetheart!” He sang out, making his way through the condo. “I hope you’re ready!” Stepping inside the bedroom, Satoru blinked, finding you sitting on the edge of the bed in your sky-blue lace set. “What a good girl you are!” Drooping to his knees before you, he clapped his hands together. “Thanks for the mea—“

”Shut the fuck up and get on the bed.”

The stern tone of your voice has Satoru staring. “I’m sorry?” His smile was full of confusion as he forced your legs apart. “I said thanks for the meal, didn’t I?” Satoru began to dip his head between your thighs, but before he could reach your sweet, dripping core, you put your foot on his forehead, pushing him away. “Hey!” His bottom lip stuck out in a pout.

“Didn’t I warn you I would make you regret sending me all those thirst trap pictures and messages?”

”H-Huh?”

”I said, didn’t I warn you I would make you regret your choices?”

”W-Well, I m-mean you did, but I—“

”Good, boy.” A round silicon ring hit him in the face. “Now put that on and get on the bed.” Gulping, Satoru shakily did as you commanded, regret setting in the pit of his stomach as he did.

Any hopes for mercy went out the window as you bounced up and down on his cock as he sat upright against the headboard. You were grinning, hands gripping his shoulders as you came around him, pulling off, denying him the pleasure of feeling your cum, denying his orgasm for the third fucking time.

”F-Fuck Toru~ you’re such a good dildo.”

”S-Sweetheart—please, baby, I need you.”

”You need me?” You questioned with faux sympathy. “Oh, sweet boy, am I teasing you too much?” A delicate hand wrapped around his red throbbing length, the cock ring preventing him from cumming, thus making him ten times more sensitive.

”A-Ah! Yes, yes, baby, please, please, I need you!” Blue eyes watched as you stroked your hand up and down, pre-cum dribbled out of his tip, running over your manicured nails. “Oh fuck, I can feel it, keep going, keep going don’t stop!”

“Yeah?” Satoru cried out as you wrapped your other hand around him. Your hands squeezed his shaft as you moved them up and down, smirking as he whimpered, eyes transfixed on your tiny hands as his mouth opened in an ‘O’ shape. “Are you close, Toru? Are you going to make a mess for me?”

“Yes! Yes! Yes!”

”Gonna cum pretty boy?”

”Fuck yes! Oooh fuck I’m so close, so fucking close, almost there, almost there!”

The second you saw white lashes flutter, you yank your hands away, preventing him from reaching his sweet release. Your boyfriend’s eyes narrowed and shot open in disbelief, focusing on the throbbing, swollen red tip that sobbed pre-cum instead of actual cum. His dick looked as upset as him, the intense orgasm fading.

”Babe!” Satoru threw his head back against the wooden frame with a pathetic whine. “I wanna cum!” Reaching out, you gently rubbed the pad of your thumb over his bottom lip.

”You wanna cum?”

”Yes, so bad!”

You straddled his hips with a hum, lowering yourself back down onto his velvety shaft with a satisfied moan. “Well, that sucks for you, I don’t have to deal with that.” You quoted his text before dragging your tight wet pussy up and down his swollen cock.

Satoru cried out, whining as you used his cock like it was a sex toy. This was literal torture, feeling your wet, warm walls clamp down around him, watching you tilt your head back in pleasure. Even hearing your moans fill the bedroom was driving him insane. You looked so hot and beautiful when you used him like this. He just wished he could be holding onto your hips, fucking his cock up into you, filling you with his cum as you both lost yourselves in pure orgasmic bliss. Lips moving against lips, swallowing each other, moans as you came down.

Instead, Satoru was crying out, whimpers sounding in the back of his throat. His hands fisted the sheets as he bit down on the inside of his cheek. He had thought teasing you this week was all fun and games! Get you all worked up and desperate for him to rearrange your insides. In his horny mind, it was like mental edging without touching

Yourself. What a terrible mistake that had been. The only one having fun and getting off at the current moment was you. While he suffered from the worst case of blue balls in his entire life.

“Shit! Oooh, shit!” Your brows furrowed as you cried out, reaching down and rubbing your clit. “C-Cumming~! Cumming Toru!” Just as your orgasm hit, you pulled off of him, squirting all over his stomach and cock with a squeal.

“F-Fuck, oh god.” Satoru quickly grabbed his cock, stroking himself off while you came all over him. “So hot~ so fucking hot!”

You recovered just in time to see Satoru jerking himself off, the tips of his ears turning red as his eyes began to roll back. “Nuh-uh!” swatting his hands away, Satoru groaned. “Bad boy!” When he reached for his swollen cock again. You grab both his wrists, pinning them down on either side of him. “I said no!” Poor Satoru cried out in frustration, tears welling in his eyes.

“Sweetie, baby, please.” He sobbed, cock dribbling more pre-cum onto his lower abdomen. “Please let me cum, please, baby, please! I'm sorry I was such an ass this week. I won't ever do it again!” Fingers gripped the sheets underneath him. “Please let me cum! Please!” Those tears filling his eyes finally spilled over his white lashes, staining his flushed cheeks.

“Oh, my baby~” Leaning in, you locked the salty tears up with the tip of your tongue. “You learned your lesson?”

“Uh-huh!” Satoru hiccuped as more tears streamed down his face.

“You see how it's not nice to tease? How cruel is it to cum in front of your partner when you're unable to do anything?”

“Yes! I’m sorry, honey! So sorry!”

Releasing both his wrists, you grabbed the sparkly blue cock ring that was securely on his base. “Good boy, Toru.” As soon as the toy was off, Satoru shoved you off, pushing you into the mattress. “Ooh fuck!” Giggled erupted as he threw both your feet over his shoulders before sliding into you.

“So good! S-aS good!” He cried out, throwing his head back, crying softly, and he slammed on and out of you. “I’m going to cum! Please cum with me! Milk my cock, baby! Milk it!”

“Yes, Toru! Cum inside of me, baby!” Your fingers found your clit with ease, rubbing it back and forth, whimpering as Satoru twitched inside of you. “Cum on, baby~ cum for me!”

Satoru’s jaw dropped open, eyes clamped shut as he cried out. He was crying out your name, whining, and whimpering like a cat in heat. Thick ropes of cum painted your insides, filling you to the absolute brim, leaving you crying out with him. He rubbed his hips against you, only stopping when his eyes rolled back, dizziness overcoming him.

He collapsed onto your chest, full weight resting on you as he whimpered into the crook of your neck. He could stay like this forever, but just as he found himself dozing off, you were tapping on his shoulders. Lazily lifting his head, cerulean eyes met yours.

“Five minutes; I’m pushing you off if you stay inside me any longer.”

“Huh? Why?” Your boyfriend panted out.

“The last time we fell asleep like this, I got a UTI!”

“Mmm, it’s fine.” he’s sleepy, wrapped his arms around you. “Just five minutes.” you relaxed against him as he agreed on your time limit. “I love you, sweetheart.”

“I love you too, Satoru.” as he snuggled in closer, humming sleepily, you smiled, fingers brushing strands of hair off his brow. Maybe ten minutes wouldn’t hurt.

Forever Tag List!

@darkstarlight82 @pandoness

[baemaxbaebee]

your favorite stoner cutie needs a new and improved light setup for her birfday to make even better more fun spicy content for you 💗

anyone who wants to be a sweet bean and helps gets a photo set and a super fun spicy video for being so sweet and supportive always 🥺💗

tips count too! $tawnyisacolor

birthday celebration sale over on the spicy site 🥳

cum celebrate with me 💗🎉

[yinyuedijun]

happy dragon boat festival!! don't know if u celebrate or not,,,

are u and dan heng making/eating zongzi :) is one of you better at wrapping them and one of u better at filling them? sweet or savory filling?

端午节快乐！！ my family has never been big on celebrating but I do usually like to have some zongzi when it rolls around! sadly I am traveling right now though, and while I'm having lots of fun, this ask did give me an intense craving for zongzi (which I definitely cannot get here lol) and make me feel a little homesick!

I know zongzi has quite a few regional variations, the traditional shanghainese kind I had growing up has a savoury soy-sauce based filling with pork belly (left picture). I would definitely ask dan heng to make these because to this day, they are my favourite variation lol. dan heng's reaction to that dessert event in penacony makes me suspect that he doesn't have much of a sweet tooth, so I'm sure he'd be just fine with the shanghainese zongzi. but I do think we would also end up making northern-style sweet ones with a red bean filling (right picture) just to give the rest of the express ! I'm very sure march would prefer the sweet ones lol

I am. genuinely TERRIBLE at wrapping zongzi HAHAHFKSH I fill them and he wraps them because if we do it the other way around then they end up overfilled and weirdly shaped 💀

thank you for the ask anon! I hope you are having a wonderful duanwu jie 🫶 and don't hesitate to let me know how you and your f/o are celebrating !!! 🥺💞

[astoldbychae]

Change is inevitable, right!?

After a nasty break-up with Dino due to his infidelity, Angel impulsively relocated for a change of scenery, a fresh start. Selling her house in Del Sol Valley to purchase her first investment property (2 bedroom/2bathroom waterfront condo in San Sequoia). The Landgraab's tried their hardest to persuade the original owners (Anaya & Baako Jang) but they went with the better offer instead.

Shortly after Angel moved in she found out that she was pregnant. She always knew she would hang up her 7 inch heels by the time she turned 30 but she never anticipated it would be due to motherhood. But as per usual, life had other plans. She didn't tell Dino about their child until 3 months after she had given birth. Honestly, she couldn't stand the sight of him after what he had done to her. But she knew now was not the time to be selfish, Kai deserves to know his father. And one things for sure, Dino's a damn good father.

Dino has yet to meet baby bean in person but he gets to video chat with him whenever he wants. (He's Dino's first son). Of course he tries to whisper sweet nothings in Angel's ear but for now, she's not giving him the time of day. She is focusing on furnishing her condo. Although she intended on renting it out, she is pacing herself. So far, Kai is teaching our girl a lot about patience (and we love to see it).

He is a Sunny infant, who loves to be held and loves wake-up time. So far, so good. He's Angel's little angel (literally her saving grace). Never thought I'd see the day Miss ma'am would slow down a bit but motherhood looks good on her! Even if it was unexpected for the both of us...🥺

[mushyblushyredhead]

HIHIHI!*pats your head* I just here to tell you that you are amazing and your art and fics and talks never fail to cheer me up! Also, don't forget to take care of your self and love your self!*gives you milk and cookies* -hazi anon🌸

AAA HAIII! *accepts head pats* WHAHDKSHFJ THANK CHU HAZI ANON BEAN! 🌸✨🥺🥺🫶🏻💕

That’s very sweet and touching to know my silly art and fics makes people’s days and cheers you up. 🥲 Thank you for the reminder, I really did need that! *accepts milk & cookies* ( ^ω^ )🥛🍪

I apologize to all my moot beans for the absence lately, (especially with the boop booth) but there was something that needed my immediate attention and I’ve been mentally exhausted, overwhelmed, and overall crabby about it. Hence why I haven’t responded to asks or done any art lately, I just didn’t have the energy. (_ _)

Thankfully, it’s taken care of and I’m feeling much better and feeling more like myself. So have patience and don’t worry, jellybeans! The boop booth shall conclude tomorrow and I will get to people’s asks! ♡

[coldsweetsenthusiast]

Michael Holden x Reader HCs

First of all, this adorable bean will treat you amazing! He's so cute! He will always love being around you and will strive to be the best partner he can be for you.

He loves to take you out for ice cream! It's just so calming for him!

He will endlessly compliment you and make you feel amazing!

I feel like he'd be amazing at massages. He'd be so gentle with you! He would help you relax whenever you're stressed out!

He would absolutely take you ice skating with him and would teach how to if you don't know how. Ice skating dates with him would be so fun!

He'd be amazing at gift giving. He would always spare no expense when it comes to your happiness and will give you whatever you need to feel better.

Cuddles! Cuddles! Cuddles! He would cuddle you and love you to death! Giving you his special Michael Holden hugs all the time!

He loves to watch Disney with you and would try to convince you to find joy in watching Disney with him.

He's an amazing boyfriend because of how accepting and sweet he is. He always makes you feel better if you're feeling down and would only do what you know is right or feel comfortable with!

I feel like when he hugs you he's be the type to spin you around and lift you up bridal style.

He'd rather you not see his competitions because he doesn't EVER want you to see him angry like that. He doesn't want you to think he's a bad person. (Comfort this precious boy 🥺)

He would give you the best kisses! Kissing you all over! On the cheek! Forehead and butterfly kisses!

He loves seeing you smile! He will do ANYTHING you ask of him! If it makes you happy, he will actually go to the ends of the Earth for you! Nothing and no one can stop him from making you, his person, happy!

Get you a man who looks at you like Michael Holden looks at Tori! Tori is such a lucky girl, honestly.

[superblysubpar]

“Dis id bullshid,” you muttered, frowning as you blew your nose for about the millionth time and tossed the tissue into the overflowing wastebasket beside your bed.

A lot of good it did. Your nose was still impossibly stuffed up, your words still taking on that toddler-like affectation you despised. As if it wasn’t bad enough being sick, sounding like a baby only made you feel like a bigger one. And right now you were sick enough to be a big one.

“What was that?” Steve smirked as he perched on the edge of the mattress, his hand squeezing your calf through the blanket you were wrapped up in. “It’s what?”

“Don’d be bean,” you sniffled. “I’b sick.”

With big, watery eyes you stared back at him and jutted out your bottom lip in a pout. Instantly, his eyes softened and he smiled as he reached out to brush his knuckles against the softness of your cheek. He’d barely teased you, but when you were so pitiful like this it made every speck of meanness evaporate right out of his body.

“I’m sorry, baby, you’re right,” Steve cooed.

He was radiantly healthy, that jackass. Pronouncing all his t’s and m’s and everything.

You shimmied further down in bed, still hugging your blanket around you tightly. He glanced around at the collected evidence of your illness—the bowl of soup he’d fed you a little earlier, the cold medicine he’d run out to buy when he got a look at the expiration date on the one under your bathroom sink, the forest of tissues scattered across the bedspread. And even with your diluted mental faculties, you could spot him coming in for a kiss from a mile away.

“Don’d!” you exclaimed, turning your head away. “I’b diseased!”

Steve couldn’t help but laugh at your dramatics, his chest swelling with affection as he watched you mash your face in the pillow.

“Okay, fine,” he said, still fighting off his laughter. “But I’m keeping a tally of all the kisses you owe me once you feel better.”

He settled for a boop on your stuffed nose with his finger, winking at you as he did.

“Whadever,” you muttered, still clinging to your irritable mood, though it was getting harder to do when he was being so sweet.

“How about a shower, huh?” he asked. “Get some nice steam going, might help the congestion. You’ve got those eucalyptus things, right?”

Admittedly, it did sound nice. You also had a sneaking suspicion this was a bit of a ruse to get you out of bed so he could switch your sheets and the promise of clean ones was too enticing to fight him much.You nodded weakly and slowly exhumed yourself from your blanket nest.

Steve helped you into the bathroom and got your shower going, tossing in the little scented puck that dissolved under the stream of water and filled the room with its soothing scent.

Selfishly, he kind of wants to hear you try to pronounce “eucalyptus” right now.

I'm sobbing thank you so much 🥺 where is steve!! Why isn't he wrapping me up in blankets and encouraging me to keep trying to eat?!

[bluegekk0]

Not me imagining the beans(Lewk, Milo and Asta) are balls of energy! I bet they have their calm moments, but I can't get over how cute it is to see them jumping up and down with their arms in the air demanding upies! 🥺

Anyway, Question; How difficult was it to raise the kiddos? I bet Grimm and Wyrm had their hands full! 🤭 Hehehe!

Lewk is definitely very energetic, he can't sit still and wants to be involved in everything his family and other Dirtmouth residents do. He's at the age where he can run and jump around, and even glide a little bit with his wings, so he gives the family a lot of headaches, even if he's generally a very sweet kid. Since Hornet is probably the most agile in the family, it's usually her job to tire him out so that he can fall asleep. Lewk enjoys playfighting a lot, and because Asta and Milo are still young, he has to be gentle with them. But Hornet? She's older and stronger, so she's a worthy opponent. Grimm also often takes that responsibility, I like to imagine he playfights with Lewk similarly to how you'd do so with a cat - with just one hand, since it's so big compared to the cat. I love the mental image of Lewk grabbing and biting Grimm's hand and forearm in a playful manner. Once he gets tired enough, he sleeps like a little baby for the rest of the day, but the next morning it starts all over again.

Like I mentioned, Asta and Milo are still very young. They can walk around, even trot on all fours for short distances, but they mostly stay in their little blanket nest and sleep. Asta is the more curious and energetic one of the two, she's also physically much stronger, so keeping an eye on her is important since she will inevitably crawl out of the nest and try to follow someone outside. She'll playfight with Lewk occasionally, though due to their size and strength difference there are times where Lewk goes a bit too far and accidentally hurts her, which is a sign that Asta's playtime is over. But that doesn't stop her from initiating the "fights", usually by biting Lewk's tail.

Milo is weak and a bit sickly, he spends a lot more time curled up in the nest and sleeping while cuddling a stuffed toy. He is very curious of the world around him, but unlike Asta, he's comfortable just watching everyone from the safety of his warm blankets. He can't keep up with his sister, and especially with Lewk, so they have to slow down for his sake whenever he joins them in playing. But generally he much prefers to stay away from playfighting, and if Grimm or FPK are in the room, he will "meow" at them until they pick him up and cuddle him. He's very close to both of them, and they give him a lot of attention since they're always worried about his well-being. He's definitely a mama's boy type.

Grimm and FPK have their hands full, you're absolutely right, and they did so especially with Lewk since he was their first child together (and Grimm's first child ever). There was a lot they had to figure out, and Lewk's seemingly limitless amounts of energy didn't help. They both experienced plenty of moments of panic when they saw him climb the furniture and try to jump off and fly, especially FPK who's very paranoid in general (Grimm is as well but he's much better at hiding it). But they couldn't be happier about raising him, so it's not a surprise that Grimm suggested having another kid not even a full year later.

They couldn't have predicted that they'd have twins this time around, and two kids means double the responsibility. Luckily they were already far more experienced at that point, so it came to them a lot more easily. Milo definitely made them very worried, he took his time to hatch from the egg and they were scared that perhaps he didn't make it, but eventually they welcomed him to the world. Of course, with his sickly nature they still had to keep a very close eye on him, the first few weeks after hatching are a very important period so they made sure he was getting enough rest, food and care. Asta was a lot stronger, though they gave her just as much attention to make sure she was growing healthy as well.

I mentioned it before, but I have no plans of aging the kids anytime soon. I like the ages they're at currently, they add much needed variety to the family. Lewk is about a year and a half old, and he just started going to school (yeah I'm 100% going with the idea that Quirrel runs a little school for the Dirtmouth children in the town, it's cute and gives him something to do in the AU, since I decided to keep him alive haha). Asta and Milo are roughly two months old, they opened their eyes a while ago and can now say a few words, but are still very much tiny babies that need a lot of care.

At some point I do want to draw some kind of chart showing the growth rate for the kids, but generally I imagine they grow rather quickly in the first year, and then gradually slow down. And since both of their parents are immortal, they eventually stop aging at a certain point, just like Hornet and Holly did. But for now they're still babies, and I want to keep them that way.

[tarabyte3]

I'm finally home from 10 days of traveling so I can post that

Dallas Fan Festival was last weekend!!

It was so much fun! 😭 I got to see Andy Serkis again and hangout with some of my dear friends (who are also some of my beloved mutuals 💕🥰). We all got autographs and to torment each other in line—some of us (me) more than others. 😇😈 We also got a group photo with him, which I absolutely adore! It's one of my favorite photos ever. He was SO excited when we all swarmed him! We all look so cute and he has a massive grin on his face.

(During the photo, I also rested my hand directly between his flexed shoulder blades and THE MUSCLES ON THAT MAN, DEAR FUCKING GOD, Y'ALL 🥵 trying to MURDER me)

Here are some photos I took of him in the autograph line

I had him sign the covers to Pandaemonium and The Accused 😍🥺 He was thrilled about Pandaemonium and said he really liked that movie. I told him I have a degree in English Literature and Poetry (which he seemed very impressed by 😎 My degree finally came in handy lol), so I really liked it as well. That it meant a lot to me to have a movie actually about poets—even moreso because he was in it. AND I finally got his signature next to Liam Black 🫠 There isn't a lot of open space on the cover so he wasn't sure where to sign it. I said, "We might have to sacrifice Sean Bean's head." He chuckled and, in a fake serious voice, said, "Sorry, Sean." HE'S ALWAYS SO SWEET AND LOVELY AND WONDERFUL 😭🥹

Sunday we went to the Perot Museum of Nature and Science in Dallas because they were playing Blue Whales: Return of the Giants. Which is a documentary on blue whales...narrated by Andy 😂 The lady checking our tickets said she liked our shirts because of course we rolled in there representing. (The documentary opened with him going, "Can you hear that? Can you feel that?" And we were all Very Normal 😌)

The panel was really good. I know there are people that don't like that actors can't talk about their projects with the SAG-AFTRA strike going on, but I LOVE that we get to hear him talk about himself. He talked about his acting and performance capture, theater, mountain climbing, his love of jazz, and his photography, which he doesn't talk about a lot and was very exciting!! The interviewer was fantastic and asked a lot of fun "this or that" questions (he picked art museums over history museums, vampires over werewolves, but struggled with plays vs musicals lol). Here's a link to the panel if you want to watch it yourself!

I got a Caesar Funko, a Snoke figure, and an OG Cornelius figure. We also ""acquired"" some of the photos you could get signed if you didn't have anything special for him to sign, so I ended up with a David Robey and a Caesar print 🫠😌🥵. (Bless you and your taste for crime, H. I love you.)

Overall, it was such a great convention and an amazing weekend. I loved Dallas. Huge thanks to @communism-bitches, @csboz, @the-eyes-of-andyserkis, and @tarrenterror25 for making the weekend extra fantastic and for being so lovely. 🥹 I love and appreciate you all so much. We're absolutely doing this again soon, hopefully with the rest of TNBF crew to make it EVEN better! 😍💖 Andy Con 2024!

[soaps-mohawk]

i'm here! apologies for my random silence, i've been busy 😔

anyways, oh my GOD!! i went through every emotion possible in that new chapter, literally from nearly crying to jumping for joy. beautifully written as always 💞

the little johnny bits... my heart hurts. HURTS. he's just the biggest sweetheart and i wanna cuddle him forever. and simon?? woah!! he's being so cute!!! i was actually pleasantly shocked at how much his character has come on since the first chapter. he deserves a big squeeze too.

also, i LOVE the british headcannons people make about the boys. i'm from south london myself, so i'm about as british as they come. i just love the boys being recognised as actual british people, like... yes, simon loves beans on toast and questionable chinese takeaway smothered in gravy. yes, john loves a full sunday roast every week. yes, kyle probably those london olympics figures. at least one of them has a pg tips monkey. yes, johnny tried to get simon to eat haggis and he actually swore he almost died. yes, johnny's phone alarm is probably horrifically loud bagpipes because everyone else hates it. yes, kyle lives off of lucozade when he's working out. yes, johnny has in-depth told simon about scottish clans and their respective tartans.

anyways, i hope you're good pook!! haven't checked in in a while. sending lots of love!!!

- 🪐

Noo don't apologize!! I get being busy, I really do.

Just another week on the CRCB rollercoaster lmaoo. Idk why I can't not make every chapter an absolute ride emotionally. Just how my brain wants it to be, I guess.

Trust me, it hurt me hurting Johnny like that. He's just my sweet boy 🥺 He got his hugs and reassurance though, as he deserves. Simon has grown so much too. Really has stepped up his game since the first chapter. I love to see it, it's what he deserves.

I live for letting them be British honestly. They are, first off lmao and they absolutely do stereotypical British things ironically. I made a playlist (well, am making, I'm still working on them) for Johnny and the first song on it is Scotland the Brave 😂 blasts it every chance he gets, you can't convince me otherwise.

I'm alright. My back is feeling a lot better, though it still hurts. Stressed af, but what's new 🤷 I hope you've been doing well, despite being busy!!

[jaehunnyy]

If you were to assign someone from ateez to your moots (other than their bias) who would that be?

thank you for the ask nonnie, lets goo (sorry for not being able to include everyone, i truly love you all)

@pocketjoong - seonghwa. sky has the motherly instinct and will always be there whenever you need her, they also have the same quite of energy so i feel like he's a good match (joong, you have competition).

@bluehwale - mingi. their energies are really similar, they have the same curiosity for certain things and are always the sweetest beans ever, so i think these two would also be a match made in heaven

@justhere4kpop - hmmmm... i would say san. nadia is always there to cheer for me so i feel like, along with san, they would be everyone's hype people and id love to see this. and both are just sweet darlings so skkso

@hwaightme - hongjoong. hear me out. bai's ambition, the menace, the hardwork, it all makes me think about him. it feels right, these two would work all day and then comfort and praise each other for it

@nebulousbrainsoup - hmmmm... i feel like... you would suit yeosang's energy. usually very chill, but also always there whenever someone needs you. and this is cute, so JOONG WATCH YOUR BACK AGAIN CAUSE...

@starrysvn - yunho. adorable little menaces who would laugh together at silly jokes 🥺 i feel like you two would make a great pair and would if you are in the same room, you will only hear LAUGHTER

@i-luvsang - seonghwa. ITS THE MOTHERLY INSTINCT AGAIN OKAY??? ITS JUST HERE LIKE AKSKAKAKKA you two are so sweet and the pet names and the care akkdks please be together

@dairyminki - for you... i'll have to give you my man wooyoung... idk you are MENACING lately and so is he so like... i can absolutely see you as a match made in hell heaven (lovingly)

@seonghwaddict - jongho. hIM BECAUSE just imagine having free pass for jongho's voice? oh my god. he would serenade you and you would be in for it because i say so 🥰 (and you two will be just cute)

@sungbeam - you get a san. you get a san because i feel like your energy matches and if i dont see you with hongjoong, than i'd better see you with san okay? i know you wouldn't mind too much 🤭

@chokchokk - as much as i would have loved to give you san... i cant since he is your bias SO i will give you mingi. you are both darlings whom i adore so come get this 🥰

@ad0rechuu - hmmmmm... i will also go withhhhh yeosang for you because??? you are literally so cool and i just feel like you are going to slay this, two cute little flowers 🥰

@shakalakaboomboo - YOU. you will have to get a San (as much as I would have loved to give you Woo), but i feel like you will manage that as well. you have similar energies and both of you are sweeties who i love so

[krirebr]

What have you been thinking about for Ran and his sweet, sad bean?! 🥺

But also can you give me a crumb of non angst for them? Please?!? 🤲🏻

Well, I'm about a third to a halfiish-way through writing the next part, and I've just been thinking about the ways they touch each other? His hand on her back, her hand on his wrist. Just offering comfort to the other without even fully realizing what they're doing. Is it because they both have reason to be anxious in this part? Well. Yes. But still!

But I've also been thinking a lot about their eventual future. And how, once they get out of their own ways, they have the opportunity to build something new together that neither of them get from their own families. Just how strong their partnership will be and what a good team they're going to make. Sorry, I'm trying really hard to answer without spoiling here. But. Just getting to create a family where there wasn't one before. 😭 I'm just so soft for them now and for who they'll get to be. I'm so excited to get to it. They just aren't quite ready yet.

Something non-angsty. Ummmm.... Ok. Later, when they're both able to treat sex as more than just an obligation, I think Ransom is going to take so much pleasure in worshipping her body. Really taking his time with it, cataloguing every noise she makes, all her little reactions. Once they're in a better place with sex, it's going to be such safe space for exploration for both of them.

I know this was rambly, but thanks for humoring me, Siri!! 💜

Let's talk about More Than This tonight!

[howdoyousleep3]

Oh mama I hear you! I think this is part of why i have struggled so hard to get back into my own writting. Know that I (and many others) drink up every drop of writting you grace us with and I absolutely reread the Daddies when I am feeling a kinda way.

But if you are looking for prompts, this one always kills me

“You can take it.”

🥺 I've been writing a lot and I'm so used to either jumping the gun and sharing early (such a problem of mine lol) or what I write isn't too long and I can share within a few days. I'm not used to huge fics, and while I am absolutely loving this challenge, I'm sad I don't have things to share or much interaction. 🥺 You're the sweetest bean, I lub you so much.

James' teeth dig into the nape of Steve's neck when he makes a move to jerk away, when the pressure and stretch becomes a bit too much. The move is feral, is damn near savage in the way Daddy locks him in place without the use of his hands. The pain from James' bite momentarily takes his mind off the pain between his legs, and the way Daddy's larger body drapes over his own has his body almost vibrating in pleasure.

"You can take it, Steven. Take it for Daddy," James breathes into his neck, right into that sensitive spot under his ear. Steve chokes on his rebuttal, the older man's cock stretching him out further as he presses his hips insistently forward. Fuck. His moan is throaty as he lets it out into the sheets beneath him, long and drawn out.

"No, I don't...hurts, Daddy. S'big, so big and I'm...my hole is so small. Daddy."

While the stretch does indeed take Steve's breath away, zeroes in his focus onto the way his body opens up and accepts James' cock with the help of only lube, it isn't causing him unbearable pain. It's good pain, yummy pain, pain that he feels all the way down to his bones.

He loves a good stretch, craves it, but he also loves a flair of the dramatics. And he knows for a fact Daddy loves hearing how big his cock is and how little Steve's cunt is.

He sniffles and spreads his legs.

"Mhmm, know it, know that tiny fuckin' hole will be so achy after this, but you better take it, sweet boy. C'mon, you can fuckin' take it. Say it, say "I can take it, Daddy". Do it."

"I...I can take it, Daddy," he damn near slurs, words going right to his head as well as his dick. God, that's nice. James purrs, rumbles as he gives Steve a set of messy kisses along the side of his face, his hips slowing to a stop along the curve of Steve's ass.

"I can take it, Daddy," he groans for a second time, more for himself as James bottoms out, a set of thick fingers wrapping around the front of his throat and squeezing. "Yes, fuck I can take it, Daddy."

"You absolutely can, hole so fuckin' hungry for it. Squeeze me, squeeze all around my cock, there you go, that's my boy. You gonna let Daddy ride you into the mattress? You gonna let 'im be greedy? Mhmm, know you are; you love it when Daddy is greedy. Now put your hands on the headboard and let Daddy have his..."

[ellsieee]

I don't know what it is about Unintentional Love Story that turns me into a puddle of goo every week. I'm usually the one being snarky about those "little sweet" cdramas that are heavily laden with embarrassing romance tropes, but here I am squeeing, swooning and awwing over the exact same things. The feels are hitting me hard.

The scene from Ghost killed me. I think ULS did it better tbh. It fit nicely into the plot and didn't feel like a shoehorned in, manufactured sweet moment.

Seeing Taejoon's big hands encircling and guiding Wonyoung's smaller hands really got me.

Then Taejoon followed up with this and my soul left my body.

Gay panic in the gay sheets. Poor Wonyoung. 🤭

Wonyoung looked so dejected after being rebuffed. 🥺 My heart broke a little for our clueless little bean.

Donghee doing us proud by grabbing Taejoon by the scruff like a naughty cat. Must protect Wonyoung at all costs.

Jealous Taejoon is scary. That stare and the way he grips Hotae's arm and flings it aside is sexy possessive.

I really appreciated that the slip and catch wasn't too over the top. It's completely realistic to stumble taking a wrong step off a curb when you're zoned out and the following eye contact wasn't embarrassingly long and slow mo like in so many other series.

Wonyoung is so panicked and the way Taejoon is listening and starting to understand Wonyoung's feelings gave me so many feels. They really have amazing chemistry.

Taejoon basically telling Wonyoung he's allowed to be possessive of him turned me into a melted pile of goo.

Hotae is so cute. His "we're holding hands!" with that big smile is adorable. From what I can tell, Donghee thinks so too, though he's fighting it.

This confession made me awww. Wonyoung is so dumb (affectionate) though. He listed out all the things Taejoon did for him that he wouldn't do for normal friends and he's still saying that he's misunderstanding Taejoon. HE HAS BEEN HITTING ON YOU SON. TAKE A HINT!

Taejoon gets it. Wonyoung is SO dumb, but loves him anyway. It's the way he says it, so full of fondness and affection, that really got me. I admit I squealed a little then turned into a puddle of goo again. The eye contact these two serve up is killing me every damn episode!

I love this series so much. 😭

[angel-of-the-moons]

I absolutely adore the new Pavitr fic you did! I constantly think of the idea of being a mother slash parental figure to Pav. Now you’ve got me thinking ‘BUT WHAT IF THE ROLES WERE REVERSED?’. Omg okay but would that be okay to request? If it isn’t too much to request and it wouldn’t be redundant? I just LOVE Found Family hurt to comfort angst fluff 🥹🥺

Edit: Originally I planned on combining this with another ask, but like Imma just do it here because I got conflicting ideas because of ADHD

Spider-Pup

(Platonic!Big Brother Figure!Pavitr x Spider Society Rookie)

TW/CW: Injuries, Possible Death, Blood, Pavitr's anxiety getting the better of him

MINORS DNI: I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR CONTENT YOU CONSUME

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You weren't much younger than he was, real fresh-faced and bushy-tailed, as they say.

Even your suit was practically generic, off-the-rack copy of one of the Peter Parkers' suits.

Hopeful, jubilant, and a bit naive if he was being honest.

But that is precisely why Pavitr liked you. You reminded him of himself. And, naturally, he took to offering to go with you on missions. It was nice to work with a like-minded, sunny-headed individual such as yourself.

The way you'd swing around HQ, crack jokes, pull pranks...

You were a sweet person, but sometimes your sweetness can be a real weakness. (Pavitr would know, seriously.)

Your whole personality was endearing, everyone around you loved you. Even Pavitr, in a way. Being around you had triggered some kinda feeling inside him that just said "protect the bean child" every time he was around you.

Jessica had chuckled at him one day and said "congrats on adopting the newbie" and that his "big brother instincts" woke up whenever you were around.

He vehemently denied it of course. For whatever reason.

But everyone knew it and called him out on his little fib.

Even Miguel would assign him to missions with you by default just to keep him from annoying him when he got back and you weren't there.

"What if they need my help? Where are they? Who are they fighting? Have they called you back yet? Have they called Lyla?"

Miguel just didn't want another headache, and it saved time.

But right now?

Right now was probably the worst day of Pavitr's life, recently.

You were on a mission, fighting some kind of variant of Doc Ock. His new mechanical arms designed to shoot projectiles.

You failed to dodge in time.

You got one spike in the shoulder, and the other right in your gut. Because you were still alive, one of the other Spideys said you were lucky and it missed your liver and spleen, because you didn't bleed to death like, on the spot.

It didn't ease his fears at all. Not when your blood soaked into his gloves, staining the front of his suit as he carried you through the portal, rushing you back into HQ.

Doc Ock had been beaten, but Pavitr was more concerned about you. You so reminded him of the stray pups he fed in the alleys back in Mumbattan.

The Spider-Pup. That's what everyone called you.

His Spider-Pup.

And right now, you were dying. Or possibly dying. The distinction didn't matter, all he saw was the blood and it sent his body into autopilot.

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Pavitr paced outside the operation room in the medical wing, his hands wringing themselves out in worry.

It got to the point the blood dried and Hobie had to drag him somewhere else to get a shower and put on some clean clothes.

"Relax." Hobie had told him, a large hand clapped on his shoulder. "Your kid sib's gonna be fine, Pav. Jus' calm down."

"I know but what if--"

"You'll loose ya marbles if ya only focus on them what-if's, Pav. Let the docs do their thing, yeah? Our li'le Pup'll be just fine."

Pavitr's shoulders slumped.

It had been hours since you were out into surgery. He figured at least he'd hear something at this point. News, a passing medic, hell, even a ping from Lyla as she monitored the situation--

"You're going to wear a hole in the floor, kid." The guy dressed in some kind of military uniform said. Ah. Spider-Medic. That's what everyone called him, and it stuck. He was "the best guy to have 'round when it came to ya guts're hangin' out" as Hobie explained it to you.

"Sorry." Pavitr mumbled, twiddling his thumbs anxiously.

"Well, Pup's doing fine. Gonna need some blood transfusions, and--"

"I'm a match!" Pavitr blurted.

It was true, talking one day you brought up random facts about yourselves. That's when you found out that the two of you were matching blood types. After that you elbowed him and laughed saying you knew where to find an emergency kidney if you needed one.

But right now that banter was about to literally pay off.

"Hmmh. All right. Let me take your vitals and I'll get you rigged." Spider-Medic said, leading Pavitr into an adjacent room.

Hobie crossed his arms, tapping his foot on the floor. He was hoping Pavitr couldn't see how worried he was about you.

They weren't lying when they said everyone loved you.

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You dragged your eyes open, your senses slowly coming back to you.

You could feel something heavy taped to your face, in your nose.

You turned your head with a soft groan, feeling the pain creep through the drugs the medic gave you.

Almost immediately, you recognized the fluffy hair and tanned skin of the man next to you.

"Pavitr?" Your voice slurred out.

Immediately his head whipped towards you and the biggest grin you'd ever seen erupted on his face. It was so bright it could probably turn the sun to shame.

He shouted your name excitedly and hopped to his feet, only to wince and mutter a curse as he plopped back down to his seat, frowning at his arm.

"Whoops! I ah, ha ha... forgot!" Pavitr said, rubbing the back of his head.

Your eyes trailed down and saw the port in his arm, the tube connected to a small object hanging on the stand... and connected to your own arm.

"P-Pavitr?" You say, your eyes now fully focused, pupils blown out from the painkillers flowing through your system.

"Yeah! Yeah, don't freak out!" Pavitr said to you, trying to allay your fears. "The doc said you needed blood and yeah, we were right! I'm a match for you, so..."

Your lip wobbled and you felt tears burn in your eyes, guilt filling you.

"Hey! Hey, what's wrong?" Pavitr asked, touching your hand with his free one, giving a soft squeeze.

"I--I messed up. I thought I could do it right, be like all of you. B-But I'm not as fast, or strong..."

Pavitr, ignoring the pain in his arm, moved and gripped the back of your head, bringing your forehead against his in a comforting gesture.

"Hey, kid. All that matters is that you're alive. Okay? We beat the bad guy, nobody else got hurt." He said softly.

You nodded softly, looking up into his eyes.

"And besides! You need to hurry up and get better so you can drink the chai my Aunty told me to give you! It's her own special bleeeeeend~" He said, waggling his eyebrows, making you laugh.

Seeing your spirits lifted, he pulled back and sat in his seat, hoping to hurry and finish the transfusion.

"See? That's a good Pup! Now go on and get better, you little twerp!" He grinned.

"Jerk." You sniffled, smiling as you wiped away your tears.

You were the best stray he'd ever adopted.