#t/w spicy scene

[aceontheline]

Romance is Timeless (Main Story): Chapter 4

T//W: Bedroom scene (I will put a text cut before it, so read at your own risk!!!)

Amy and Husk are getting into the groove of things a lot more. Romantic one-on-ones and the like.

Early the next morning, I hear some noise from down in the kitchen, and realize that Husk isn't immediately in bed cuddling with me. A bit dazed and curious, I wander downstairs to the kitchen. On the way, I see Charlie and her father, just idly chatting in the lounge area. Charlie stops me for a moment and informs me that Husk is in the kitchen, making food for us. I tilt my head curiously, asking her if this is the same Husk we know and love, knowing he isn't exactly a world renowned chef or anything. "Yes, it's him. We were supposed to keep it a surprise, but... It's so cute that he's trying for you!" she said, her face beaming with her usual smile. I just smile back at her, joking about the kitchen potentially being on fire. I wander on into the kitchen... Smelling some pleasant mix of aromas. Husk sees me walk in and smiles warmly, walking over to me quickly to give me a hug and a kiss on the forehead.

"Good morning, my little one. I made us some breakfast to enjoy together. I just decided, since I woke up a lil' earlier than usual, to treat you. Whaddya think?" he asks me, gesturing me to the stovetop.

"Looks and smells wonderful! Thank you so much, Husky" I say, kissing his cheek in return.

He smiles once more, his tail somewhat twitching behind him as he moves back to the stove. Before going to sit and have some food, I grab some orange juice I bought not long ago and pour myself a glass, with Husk asking for one too. "Of course!" I say as I pour him one. I bring both glasses to the table and he brings both plates, which look well prepared. He sits down next to me, wrapping an arm around me as we just sit down to eat together. He's made a lovely array of pancakes, eggs, and sausage. For me, he opted out on the eggs and instead just gave me a fruity yogurt.

"I remembered your food restrictions list. Sausage is up there, probably cuz of all the fats and oils. That's why I got... Turkey sausage! It should be better tasting for you" Husk said, before taking a bite of his pancakes. I take a bite of it, smiling softly.

"Mmm... You're right! It is pretty good. I guess I can work my way to regular sausage eventually" I reply jokingly.

We chuckle to ourselves. After that, we pretty much stick to idle chit-chat, talking about the crazy night before. In terms of Alastor, we decided that if he creeps up on us again like that, then serious action needs to be taken, like referring to Charlie (since she's the hotel manager). Switching topics, we speak about potential date ideas that we had for the next week, finally sticking to one of Husk's ideas. A simple night drive all over the Pride ring, getting snacks from the local convenience store, listening to music, and ending it all by finding a secluded spot to enjoy some stargazing. "Sounds lovely, doesn't it, my little rose?" he asks, massaging my shoulders gently. I sigh in relief, feeling the tension in my body start to slowly melt away. "You didn't have to massage me, I was gonna agree anyway" I reply in a joking manner. Husk, then, jokes a bit himself and "threatens" to stop rubbing on my shoulders then. Seeing the pout on my face, he immediately goes back to it with a soft chuckle.

That night, we had immense amounts of fun. Riding along the Pride ring with the music blaring loud. Not a care in the world as we kept on riding. Once the ride was over, we went up to an old hill to go stargazing. While we were sat on the hood of the car, the music was playing in the background and we were sharing snacks together. Under the starlight, we cuddled a little bit and just enjoyed each other's company. We talked more about our current hopes and dreams, as per each other's thoughts to try and make the scene a little less quiet.

"Myself? I obviously just wanna live my life with you as best as I can... Even being under Alastor's damn thumb. Hell, since about a month ago, I've noticed that I've cut back pretty damn good on the liquor. It's a start, but I don't drink nearly as much as I did before" Husk says, rubbing the back of his neck. I kiss him on the cheek.

"Hey, don't discount your efforts. I'm really proud of you. Whether it's one hour, one week, or one year... Sobriety is HARD to maintain. Knowing that the root to your addiction is literally RIGHT there? Probably doesn't make things any easier. But, here you are. One month and severely cutting back. I'm so happy for you" I reply, putting a sympathetic hand on his shoulder.

"I seriously don't know where I'd be without you, my little rose. You keep me going on most days. As corny as that may sound, I'm honestly just happy as I can be, having you by my side" he states, pulling me in closer. "What about you, doll? What do you wanna do with yourself?" he finishes, clearly curious.

"Me? I want to just save money and go traveling. I'm a part time realtor now, so I suspect that I'll be making quite the advanced paychecks. But I wanna use them wisely. Experience all there is to experience and have fun. Of course... Hopefully, all with you" I respond, finishing my train of thought with a kiss to his lips.

For the next night though? A simple night in together. We were going to watch a movie together, like the times before we were in a relationship. We'd practically spend entire nights together just in our presence. People would've already thought we were dating at that point, but we'd typically just shrug off the accusations and go about our lives. Though, now, the pretense that we're dating is actually correct. We decided on an older movie that Vaggie recommended to me a while ago, "Dirty Dancing". She said that it was a decent movie, so I wanted to check it out. Turns out, yeah. She was absolutely right. Husk and I were talking through, but only to elaborate on plot points that were happening, and were actually enjoying ourselves throughout. Though, at some point, Husk pauses the movie and asks me to sit on his lap instead of sitting on the couch. I laugh softly, agreeing without much hesitation.

I cozied up in his lap, clearly enjoying the closeness that we had together. Husk's wing lazily wraps around me, almost like a security blanket of sorts. We continue watching the movie, and actually are really enjoying it. We're at the scene were Baby apologizes to her father for lying, but calls him out on his hypocrisy for lying as well. Even as the man refuses to tell the truth afterward, not being so moved to open up, I throw my arms up and say "C'mon! After THAT?!" Husk just chuckles softly, shrugging to himself. "Man's REALLY sticking to that 'I don't want my daughter marrying anyone OTHER than a Ivy Leaguer' nonsense" he says, myself nodding in agreement.

At the end of the movie, during the pivotal dance scene, Husk pulls me off his lap, and looks at me with an expectant look. He holds his hand out as the music picks up a bit, looking to dance with me. I smile softly, taking his hand and following his lead. By the end of the song, he does one of those dramatic dips to the ground, making us both laugh... Then he goes in for a kiss. I kiss him back, feeling the passion in it escalate, enjoying each other's embrace as we continue. Once Husk pulls away, he looks at me up and down, smirking to himself.

"Y'know, doll... Everyone's asleep right now. You wanna...?"

"... Yes" I answer, knowing exactly where this is going.

"W-Wait, really?! Y-Y'know you don't have to. We've only been dating for so long and-"

"Husk. I know. But... I'm really in the mood right now" I reply, kissing him passionately once more.

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Husk and I head upstairs to his room, while we're still kissing. After a while of just standing in his doorway and making out, he leads me to his bed, gently putting me down on it. He crawls on top of me, looking at my body up and down. We kiss a little more, with him making love bites all along my neck and collarbone. As we continue this, Husk slowly starts to take my clothes off. He sees the lacey bra I'm wearing under my shirt and just smirks at me. "This would look better over... Here" he says, taking it off sensually, putting it on the floor. He sees my bare breasts and slowly makes his way up to them with his hands, which were already travelling up and down my body.

Despite his claws being ever present, he had rather gentle hands. Though, I certainly didn't go without a few marks along my body. He cupped my breasts, squeezing them gently as he made his way down my body, kissing and nibbling all over. Once he got to my intimate area, he looks up at me, almost as though seeking approval. I bite my lip and look at him with half lidded eyes, craving this intimacy. Husk smirks and starts to lick down there. His tongue is rough and feels like sandpaper, typical of a cat. Though, oddly enough, it feels so pleasurable. My hands grip the bedsheets tightly as he tongues around my sensitive clitoris, chuckling wickedly to himself.

"Heh heh... Looks like I found a spot that makes you squirm, eh, doll?" he teases, now using his fingers to rub on it. I squirm under his touch, moaning and whimpering. "Ooohh... Such pretty little noises you make for me. Keep going, Baby" he says in a low, seductive tone, massaging my clit.

"A-Ahh... Husky!" I moan out, my toes curling.

"Hehe, are you gonna cum already? I haven't even started yet, Kitten" Husk teases, continuing to rub it.

After a while of him "warming up", I see his erection twitch in his pants, making me gasp faintly. He chuckles, hovering on top of me once more. He stands up for a moment, taking his pants and boxers off. Surely enough, his member was actually rather long. Definitely bigger than either of my ex boyfriends were, making me chuckle to myself. I reveal that intimate detail to him, making him laugh as well. "Looks like they couldn't measure up. I certainly hope to" Husk says, going back to kissing me for a moment. Suddenly, I feel him slowly pushing himself inside of me, his length making its way into my already wet pussy. I feel the head already inside, making me bite my lip once more. He chuckles, once again teasing me that he's "just getting started".

Husk continues thrusting his cock into me, myself feeling like I'm on the brink of already cumming. I couldn't help it, when I haven't felt this good in so damn long. He continues to run his hands all along my body, paying particular attention to my breasts and my hips. His thrusts inside me remain consistent, rather firm and quick. For the first time in a long time... I feel myself let go. I moan even louder than before, finally releasing around him. Husk smirks, slowly pulling out of me. He looks down at me with devious intent, telling me to get up for a moment. He sits down over the edge of the bed, commanding me to get over his knee. As I do so, he strokes my bare ass, gripping onto it. He, then, spanks me firmly, making me moan loudly.

"You're gonna learn a thing or two... Cumming before me? I'll punish you for that, doll" Husk says, spanking me more and more.

"S-Sorry, Husky... I c-couldn't control it-"

He keeps spanking me, again and again. The redder my ass becomes, the more aroused I am. After he finishes, I get up and make out with him yet again, sitting down on his lap in such a way. His cock is still hard, so I position myself over him on his lap. "Ooh, I like the way you think, doll" Husk says, keeping his grip on my thighs and hips, so I don't fall off. I ride him while on his lap, making him moan and groan. His moans are actually arousing me more, so I become wet once more. He chuckles. "You like it when Husky moans for you, hmm?" he teases, stroking his hand through my hair. He tugs on it a little, making me moan louder once more. As his claws run up and down my body, I already feel myself closer to a second orgasm. However, I do my best to try and hold back the sensation, assuming Husk would want to with me.

After a while of riding his lap like this, I saw that look in his eye. He was certainly close to finishing. He bit his lip and grunted a bit. "Fuucckk, doll... You're so good... So wet. I-I'm about to-!" Husk moans out, thrusting himself up a bit to enhance the feeling. I tell him I'm about to cum again, making him grin wickedly. He keeps thrusting up into me and... The both of us cum at the same time. He slowly pulls me off of his cock, laying me down on the bed gently. Husk immediately goes to cuddle up against me, wings wrapped around me and all. As he settles down, he kisses the top of my head and clutches onto me.

"You were so good, Baby... How was it for you?" Husk asks, kissing the back of my neck.

"That was... The best I've had in a long time, Husky..." I reply, my breath coming out rather ragged.

"Good. Just glad you enjoyed it as much as I did" he says with a gravelly, deep timbre.

After a little while of cuddling like this, the both of us take a shower together, then get ready for bed. We get back to cuddling each other in bed, his head resting on top of mine. Husk turns on his fan for some white noise as we slowly fall asleep, nestled as close to each other as we possibly could get.

[spirallingstarcases]

spi listen to me. did you or did you not send this man a link to a peterick fanfic. I'm not judging I just need the truth because it sort of sounds like you brought this on yourself

no comment.

[practically-an-x-man]

OC/Ship Ask Game: Firsts

We're back with another super-long ask game! Send a number + a character/ship for a description of their "first"... plus a couple questions for the author as well :D

If you reblog, please send asks up and down the chain for reblog courtesy! It's not a requirement but it does make things more fun for everybody 😊

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For the Character:

First big aspiration (i.e. what did they want to be when they grew up?)

First time meeting their best friend

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First time experiencing grief

First time breaking a bone

First time they realized their "calling" in life

First time they experimented with their personal style

First time they took a risk, or the biggest risk they've ever taken

First time living away from home

First time adopting/taking care of a pet

First "big purchase" they ever made on their own

First time leaving their home country

First time being drunk/high

First time facing their fears

First thing they remember feeling proud of

First thing they remembered feeling ashamed of

First favorites - favorite color, animal, movie, etc.

First example of real character growth along their journey

First time they felt rejected by another character

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First major change in their life, and how they dealt with it

First introduction in their story (share a snippet or description)

First display of their powers or abilities

First major loss/failure in their story

First major success in their story

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A. First meeting B. First impression of each other C. First physical contact (handshake? hug? something else?) D. First kiss E. First time meeting the other's family F. First date G. First time seeing the other one sick/injured H. First time sharing a bed (non-sexual) I. First time sleeping together (sexual) J. First concert/show/festival they attended together K. First fight L. ....And the first time they had to make up M. First time they introduced the other as their partner N. First road-trip/vacation together O. First double-date with another couple P. First time seeing the other all dressed up Q. First act of non-sexual intimacy (e.g. washing the other's hair, taking a bath together, sharing food) R. First time cooking for the other S. First anniversary + how they celebrated T. First time dancing together U. First pet names/nicknames they give each other V. First time they felt insecure/jealous, and how they worked through it W. First time they realized their relationship is endgame... or isn't X. First major hardship they got through together Y. First time living together Z. First time they said "I love you"

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🐣 - First piece you ever wrote (share a snippet or description)

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🤝 - Favorite "first meeting" scene you've written between two characters

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[targaryen-dynasty]

LONGING.

modern!Aemond Targaryen x fem!Reader

"Can I please request modern Aemond x best friend reader smut? They are watching some movie or TV series together and they have a good time when suddenly some steamy scene happens on the screen (some choking, spanking, degradation/praise kink) and he notices that she is turned on by that? And he is like "if you want to experience it I can help you with it?""

WARNINGS: SEXUAL CONTENT–MINORS DNI; fingering, p in v, spit kink, praise kink, humiliating, degrading, profanity, best friends to lovers

WORDS: 3.5 K

You were approximately 20 minutes into 365 Days when a knock on the front door forced you to get out of the comfort of your bed to see who chose to get on your nerves. Much to your surprise, it was Aemond.

It wasn’t unusual for him to come over unannounced, sometimes the reason was his brother just getting on his nerves, and sometimes it was the strict rules of his mother. You let him in, closing the door whilst he already ridded himself off his sneakers and jacket. “I was just watching a movie, lemme turn it off real quick,“ you quipped, already walking back into the bedroom.

“What movie?"

You turned to face him, grimacing at the thought of admitting your guilty pleasure to him. Movies like that weren’t your cup of tea, but sometimes you felt the urge to watch them, just because you weren’t in the right headspace for any Marvel or Star Wars movies. Aemond and you were watching the final season of Game of Thrones, and since you thought that was the reason he came over, you wanted to prepare everything for it.

“… 365 Days? Flo and Bae talked about it and I thought I’d give it a try,“ you confessed, busy rustling the sheets to get the remote of your TV.

Aemond’s heavy footsteps approached the bedroom, and when you turned to look at him, you saw him mirroring the grimace you made before. You were surprised he even knew what kind of movie you were talking about, to be honest. “You know what? Keep it on. Game of Thrones has gotten shitty ever since season 7 aired.“

Knowing damn well that the heavy sex scenes you had seen before in the movie weren’t going to be the last ones, you took a deep breath to prepare yourself for the humiliation you had to endure, muttering a defeated “fine“.

It was so damn difficult for you to say no to him, especially because of the little crush you had on him ever since you both met through mutual friends.

You had been friends–or rather best friends–for quite some time at this point. You couldn’t even recall how it all started. After a night out with your friends, you both crossed paths more often than you would have liked to admit, and Aemond made the first move to reach out to you. You bonded over multiple things, your shared affinity for High Valyrian, and your similar taste in music only being two of them. At first, things were kind of rocky between you–it wasn’t easy to coax Aemond out of his tough shell–but once that step was accomplished, the relationship between you developed rather quickly. Everyone around you called you inseparable, and wherever one of you went, the other followed.

You both lay down on your bed with your legs being carelessly thrown over his, and a large pillow placed between your bodies for you to rest your arm upon. Aemond had his arms crossed behind his head, whilst your other arm was lazily draped over your waist, nervously fidgeting with the hem of your t-shirt.

Aemond appeared to notice the tension in your body the second you pressed play, the way the corners of his mouth quirked into a slight smirk gave it away—he knew what was going to happen in the movie, but you were far too distracted to even notice it.

The anticipation in your stomach had you releasing a strained sigh, your breathing growing more and more shallow, because you knew which scene was going to come.

Baela and Floris had told you about the yacht scene, and though they did not go into detail, you could clearly grasp that it was hot and spicy. And when that scene started to play, your whole body felt like it was on fire. Not from embarrassment, but from arousal. The way he manhandled her in the roughest way and took her however he pleased was something you always wanted to experience, too. But you never found the right guy, with most of them being as vanilla as ever. The urge to squeeze your thighs together to soothe the aching between your legs didn’t come as a surprise, your hips shifting ever so slightly because you weren’t keen on catching Aemond’s attention.

But when your eyes finally averted from the screen, you saw him already watching you, an amused expression on his face, and his eyebrow raised in a way that just screamed ‘as if’.

“It doesn’t take more to get you horny?“ Aemond spoke as if that was the most normal thing in the world–as if the man‘s demeanor in that scene was the most normal thing ever.

Your cheeks instantly heated up at Aemond’s shameless teasing, and you found it difficult to meet his eye. “God, it’s been a while since I got laid, okay? And it sure as hell did not look like that… sorry,“ you all but barked the last word, raising your hands in defeat to show your irritation. Aemond found humor in your reaction.

What you didn’t expect was Aemond pinching your chin and turning your head to force you to look at him. It was then that you noticed you had shifted closer to him in your trance like state–you were just far too focused on what was happening on screen than to catch your own movements.

Your lips were pressed into a thin line, not out of discomfort but the sudden proximity, and you were close enough to feel his breath on your face.

“If you want someone to fuck you like that, you know you could’ve just asked me, right?“

You weren’t certain if you had fallen asleep during the movie, but if it was a dream, you hoped you wouldn’t wake up.

“I… uhm,“ you stuttered, the sounds barely above a whisper. A thousand thoughts were racing through your mind, the most obvious of them being the fear he was just messing with you. Oh, you knew he had to be messing with you.

His other hand was resting on your stomach, the palm rubbing soft circles over it, and once you noticed, you couldn’t stop yourself from clenching your thighs once again.

“If that’s what you want, I can help you with it,“ Aemond said softly, nodding towards your TV. “I can fuck you like he would.“ There was curiosity written all over his chiseled features, and if he was nervous, he was damn good at masking it. Your teeth captured your bottom lip, chewing on it as you contemplated his offer for a few seconds.

His piercing gaze was lingering on you, and it seemed that something in your expression and body language had subconsciously changed, because he didn’t wait for you to speak a coherent sentence, before he already moved to lie between your legs. His hands were supporting his weight on either side of your head, and strands of his platinum blonde hair fell into his face as he was towering above you.

Your breath hitched in your throat–you felt him. He was hard and pressing against your clothed cunt. One rut of his hips was all it took for you to mutter a desperate “please“, giving him your consent to keep going.

“Please, what?“

You clenched your jaw, staring up at him with a dumbfounded expression. Was he serious? Taking in a deep breath, you overcame your timidity.

“Please fuck me like that, Aemond.“

The neediness in Aemond’s kiss was an indicator that he had planned to do that for a very long time. There was no softness in it, it was just clashing teeth and all tongue, your mouths molding so perfectly against each other. Aemond was subtle and skilled in what he did, so you hadn’t really noticed his hand wandering underneath the waistband of your pants to cup your clothed cunt–his thumb brushing over your sensitive bud, causing you to moan into his mouth.

He drank down every sound you made, eagerly taking everything you gave him. Truth was, he was just as aroused as you, and occasionally, you heard him grunting and humming, the sounds surging straight to your head and causing a wave of arousal to gush out of your core.

A gasp was heard as Aemond’s fingers pulled your panties to the side to slide into your hole, soaked enough to do so with ease. You clenched down on his fingers, and your back arched involuntarily against his firm body. It felt as if he gave you everything at once, but also not enough, the despair palpable in the way you grasped his biceps, your fingers digging into his muscles.

The hand that wasn’t occupied with scissoring in and out of you made quick work of yanking your sweats down and your shirt up to reveal your perky tits.

His lips found your right nipple, sucking and nibbling on it, whilst his fingers paid equal attention to the other. His lips traveled down your body, leaving a trail of open mouthed kissed until they stopped at your pubic bone.

However, your hands were quick to entangle into his precious, silver-blonde hair, and you proceeded to pull it like reigns to where you wanted him, and right now, you didn’t want his mouth on you–you wanted his cock. The sharp tug of you as you pulled him back up had him hissing, but it was evident that the stinging pain turned him on, because his lips were on yours in an instant.

“I said fuck me, not eat me out, Aem.“ And while you expected him to chuckle, he just flashed you a gaze that spoke for itself. The way his head was tilted slightly with his dark blown eye fixed with yours was clearly meant to warn you, you were playing with fire–and you never felt more alive.

But Aemond did what you said. His pants were quickly gone, discarded on the floor next to the bed, with his boxers following shortly after. You took care of his t-shirt, pulling it over his head to join the rest of his clothes. You shimmied your way out of your sweats and panties with just a little help of Aemond, whilst your oversized shirt stayed on.

Aemond sat back on his haunches, fisting his length to pump it to full hardness. You were propped up on your elbows, and for the first time ever since meeting him, you saw him completely naked. He was fucking well-endowed, and the bulbous tip of his cock shimmered with beads of pre cum leaking out of his slit. The sight had your mouth watering, a tingling sensation spreading throughout your body at the thought that you were finally getting what you had been dreaming of.

You shamelessly stared at him working himself to full hardness, but the most erotic thing still was how he maintained eye contact with you while he did it. His hooded gaze flickered over your body, and eventually stopped at the apex of your legs.

His tongue darted out to wet his lips, the tension of it all causing you to release the most desperate whimper one had ever heard.

“Impatient, are we?“ The blonde teased, a cocky smirk adorning his features. You were glaring at him the second you noticed what he was doing, and quickly threw yourself onto him, the sheer force of your body pushing against his having him groaning out.

Aemond’s hand found your waist, gripping it tightly to flip you onto your stomach. You squealed at the movement, but wiggled your hips for him nevertheless. “On your hands and knees,“ he instructed sternly, and you eagerly obeyed. With all the arousal that coated your cunt, it was easy for him to slide the tip of his cock through your folds, coating it in your essence for extra lubrication, before he finally eased into you. The stretch was delicious, painful even, but you wouldn’t trade it for a thing.

He knew how to be gentle, really, but you wanted him to be rough—and he was all in for it.

Now it was his hand that entangled into your hair, anchoring him enough to pull you back onto his cock until he was bottoming out completely. You both moaned in unison–he, because you were just so damn tight, and you, because he stretched you in the best way possible. It felt as if he was up in your throat. You felt filled to the brim, and Aemond seemed to notice, because he gave you a few seconds to adjust.

Aemond drew his hips back until he completely pulled out of you again. The thick tip of his cock slid over your clit a few times, before he slammed back into you, his heavy balls slapping against your little bundle of nerves.

The pace he set up was frantic and reckless, he wasn’t showing any mercy. Instead of moaning, you were stuttering. „Fu—Fuckk,“ you hiccuped, repeatedly interrupted by the force of his thrusts. Your hands were clutching the sheets underneath you, your knuckles blanching from the force.

From behind you, you heard Aemond groaning and grunting praises. “You’re taking me so fucking well, Y/N, didn’t think it would fit.“ It had you blushing like crazy, and you buried your head into the pillows.

A part of you was ashamed you allowed things to get that far, fearing for your relationship with him, but the other part was satisfied. It was what you had wanted for a very long time, and judging by the way Aemond took you, you knew he wanted it, too.

While one of his hands found solace in the curve of your waist, the other pushed you further into the pillows with your hair neatly wrapped around its palm.

Your sounds were muffled, and the blonde was towering above your frame, seemingly not caring. It felt as if he rested his whole weight onto your body, but you couldn’t care less because you were in a state of bliss–finally someone wasn’t afraid to use you however he wanted.

Then, the man behind you stilled, the only thing audible was his heavy breathing. His hand remained on the back of your head, but you felt him leaning over the edge of your bed, and heard him fumbling in the top drawer of your nightstand. Once a soft buzzing sound filled the silence, you knew he had found your pink vibrating wand. You managed to slightly turn your head to catch a glimpse of him.

“How—“

He interrupted you, “Just guessed. It’s usually the top or bottom drawer.“ That bastard openly rubbed his game into your face.

Before you could interject, he pressed it to your clit, the words catching in your throat only to be replaced by whines and moans.

He yanked you up by your hair to pull your back flush against his chest, and changed his grip from your hair to your throat. It was beneficial, because he could choke you and get you into a lightheaded state, but could also support your body without much effort. Each time your pussy clenched around his throbbing cock, so did his hand around your throat.

Aemond consumed you in every way. His toned body and natural heat surrounded you with his arms at either side of your body, his usually blueish eye dark blown and burning a hole into the side of your face, his thick, veiny cock relentlessly splitting you in half. And you couldn’t be more thankful for it.

He rested his forehead in the crook of your neck, still thrusting in tandem with the wand's vibrations as he began to fuck you to your peak. His lips bullied your flushed skin, sucking it in to leave bruises, marking you as his.

His thumb pressed against your yaw, turning your head so you were able to look at him from over your shoulder. It then moved to tap against your bottom lip. Your mouth already hung agape, but he still commanded you to “Open up for me.“ He could ask everything of you with the gravelly voice he used.

With his hand resting around your throat like a choker, you had little to no freedom to nod and complied by opening your mouth in the perfect ‘o’ shape, with your tongue sticking out slightly. Since you had seen quite a few porn videos, you were perfectly aware of what he planned to do, hence you gulped in anticipation with your tongue waiting for what was to come.

Aemond leant to the side, and allowed his lips to ghost over yours for a few seconds. You saw him pucker his lips slightly as he gathered some saliva, his chiseled lips pursing as he swished it from cheek to cheek, making it thick and warm for you. You didn’t even register that you whined for it, until you heard him scoffing.

And when he finally deemed it appropriate to release his saliva, he made sure to let it happen teasingly slow. It practically dripped from his mouth to yours, and when the warm fluid touched your tongue, you were eager to swallow it–until he moved his hand to grab your chin, forcing you to keep your mouth open. “Don’t swallow… not yet,“ he commanded, watching his spit dancing over your tongue to the back of your throat, and of course you obeyed.

“Good girl.“

You moved your hands to grip his forearm, supporting you enough to withstand his harsh thrusts. The angle allowed him to thrust even deeper into your tight heat, and when Aemond increased the intensity of the vibrations, high pitched gurgles left your throat, the coil in your belly was so close to snapping. It was torture, and you loved it.

A bunch of grunts and expletives spewed from Aemond’s lips as he fought his own urges to cum with your walls sucking him in, determined to first and foremost let you cum before he was to claim you, and show you that you belonged to him and him alone.

He nuzzled his nose along your cheek, pressing a sloppy kiss to it. “You gonna cum for me, pigeon?“ His raspy voice breathed against your hot skin. “Swallow my spit and cum for me.“

The second his spit ran down your throat, you released one pornographic moan after another, slowly grinding yourself against the head of the vibrator, shoving yourself deeper onto his cock. His hand cupped your cheek to press your face against his lips, his heavy breathing and grunts the only sounds filling your ears.

“Mhh, I can feel how bad you want it. Let go for me, Y/N, be a good girl and soak my cock.”

The wand was snugly pressed against your clit, and while it slowly became uncomfortable, it still brought you a good bit of pleasure. But his words and the obscenity of it all was what finally pushed you over the edge.

After a handful of sloppy, yet excruciatingly intense thrusts, you felt it. White spots clouded your vision and your orgasm washed over you, the coil in your belly finally snapping. It was prolonged with Aemond drilling his hips into yours, but you figured it was for him to reach his own peak as well.

It hit him quickly, noticeable in the guttural moan he released. His own pleasure made it difficult for him to maintain the pace of his thrust, so they grew more languid and sharp. When his cock spilled his load deep inside your walls, you whined softly, grinding your hips to help him through his high.

You stayed in that position for a few seconds without either one of you moving, seemingly just enjoying the proximity and the aftershocks that flowed through both your bodies. A twitch of his hand pushed the vibrating wand tighter against your sensitive clit, and it had you jerking back against his body.

“’M sorry,“ Aemond muttered against the side of your face.

The vibrations from the wand ceased instantly when he clicked the power button, and you heard the thud of the toy being tossed somewhere beyond your reach in the vastness of your large bed.

When his cock became flaccid, he pulled out, and you felt his sticky seed seeping slowly from your abused hole down the insides of your thighs.

His lips found yours in a passionate kiss, and you felt the corners of his mouth quirking up just slightly against your lips, satisfied in knowing he’d made a proper mess out of you. He rested his forehead against your temple when he pulled back so that his nose barely brushed against your cheek, the thumping of your steadying heartbeat filling your ears.

The movie had already ended God-knew-when, and only your panting was audible in the safe confines of your bedroom.

“Satisfied?“

You chuckled, and moved to get off the bed to clean yourself up, “You have no idea.“

Aemond followed you into the bathroom to get himself clean as well, huffing at your reply in an amused manner.

“This movie has two more parts. We’re either watching it now or tomorrow morning. I don’t care, but this wasn’t the first and the last time I fucked you.“

General Taglist: @watercolorskyy @nothingqueens

[silvermarley]

If you find this request comfortable, could you write Genya, Sanemi, Rengoku, Uzui (separately) with S/O watching a movie and there's a spicy scene? No NSFW but maybe a little suggestive? I want to see blushy boys 😍

Absolutely! :)) hope u like it!

Watching a movie w/ a spicy scene

Warnings: super suggestive, pretend Uzui doesn’t have wives lmao

Genya Shinazugawa:

-You were the one who suggested the movie

-Poor bby had no idea what he was getting into when he agreed to watch it with you

-The movie went smoothly

-Until the scene came up

-At first, Genya’s face was extremely red

-Like he was blushing so hard that steam could come out his ears lol

-But then you glanced at him again to see him shifting around

-He tries to cover his eyes but can’t help the.. thoughts that are now in his mind

-“Y/N.. did you plan t-this..?”

Sanemi Shinazugawa:

-The movie randomly came on and you two decided to watch it

-The both of you were sitting on the couch, you sitting between his legs with your back on his chest

-The spicy part began

-You felt things from the lewdness of it, and tried to ignore it

-Meanwhile you could feel something on your back

-You looked back to see Sanemi blushing furiously

-Then you realize what you were feeling

-His hands grip tighter on your thighs

-He’s not letting you move btw, not until after the movie 👀

Kyojuro Rengoku:

-He actually had no idea the movie would have a scene like that

-Tengen suggested it to him

-So you were both watching it and cuddling

-Then it comes up

-His face is a rosy red hue

-“I.. didn’t know it had this in it!” He tries to explain as he fails to cover up his hard-on

-He tried to hold out until after the movie to do anything about his situation

-But he failed and gave in to his desire

Uzui Tengen:

-His idea

-Honestly he thought he could handle it considering he knew there was that kind of content in it

-But when you two actually got to watching it, his cheeks grew red and all he could think about was you and him, instead of the two on screen

-The thoughts were the only thing on the mind

-He held you against him the rest of the time

-Good luck after the movie ends 🫡

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Taglist: @im-togas-knife @kaianawr @x3nako @booplsnoot @wicked-binch @nobody_lv @zonaazworld @Binx12345678910

[zerobaseone-zhanghao]

Hi, lovely! I hope that you're doing well! If its alright may I request a smutty fic where Bada and her idol gf reader record a spicy dance video that turns into something more and it was ment to be private? Maybe one of them accidentally posts a cut version of it on their social or something. With them dancing like this?

https://pin.it/758Pcs3hj

spicy

t/w: major smut so if any minors are lurking look away rn, older!bada & younger!reader, also your fans hate Bada (I’m sorry), a lot of namecalling

a/n: Hiii thank you so much for your request!! I’m doing so good lovely thank you! I love writing smut so hopefully you like it! The link didn’t work so I’ll be using Bada’s pussy fairy choreo but hopefully it’ll be similar enough to what you’re asking for :) also Bada is a boob girl, argue with the wall.

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You’re a member of Kpop girl group aespa, you’re pretty successful and you are an insanely popular member, even those who don’t stan know you and love you!

What people don’t know is behind the scenes you’ve been getting pretty cosy with your choreographer Bada Lee. You really liked her since you met her so you asked her out and you’ve just recently started dating. Today you’ve met with her to dance, it’s one of your favourite things to do together.

Bada prepared the song and the choreo before you even came to the studio, once you got there you jumped into her arms and gave her a kiss, you haven’t seen her in a while so it was a mustttt.

Learning the choreo went really smoothly but you got so flustered by the routine there’s so many moves you do together - like at one point you both spin around and Bada’s hand lands on your waist and there’s moves where you lie on the floor and Bada hovers over you and then you swap places and you basically ride her!!

It’s fair to say you were hot and bothered after you finished the dance but Bada thought it was so good she wanted to record it so you agreed and you did the dance again, during the part that you’re on top of her she lets out a moan which surprises you and Bada can’t hold back anymore and kisses you deeply.

You also start to moan, you need more than that. Bada moves down to kiss your neck as her hands travel your body. She hits a sensitive spot and you tug on her hair, she moans and it sends electricity though you. You need her, now.

Bada pulls your shirt off followed by your pants which leaves you in your sports bra and underwear, you also help her strip to match you. You sit on her lap as she squeezes at your breasts, you ride her, desperate for some friction.

She holds you still “be patient baby” she pulls your sports bra off and sucks on your nipples, you tip your head back and let out more moans as you stroke Bada’s hair “unnie.. unnie please I need you” your begging now “you need my fingers in your pussy do you?” you nod eagerly.

Bada removes your underwear and admires your pretty pussy which makes you hide your face in your hands, Bada pulls your hands back down and makes eye contact, winking before circling her tongue on your clit. You gasp at the contact, moaning and thrusting your hips into Bada’s mouth.

You whimper as Bada teases you, dragging a finger around your hole. She shoves a finger in you and you whine from the pain “fuck you’re so tight” Bada says through her teeth. Once you’re okay she begins to pump her finger in and out of your hole “a-another finger… unnie please” Bada pushes a second finger into you, the burning sensation comes back as Bada stretches you out even more. The pain goes away and your moans increase.

“Tell me when your going to cum baby” Bada keeps her pace and attaches her tongue onto your nipple. You throw your head back and grab Bada for support. You can feel your orgasm begin to grow, it doesn’t help when Bada has also started to rub your clit with her thumb. Your moans begin to get breathier and high pitched “unnie.. please.. I need to cum please” “such a polite girl, you can come for me baby” your orgasm squirts out of you and your body falls limp on Bada’s. She’s a gem, she rubs your back and whispers sweet nothings into your ear to bring you down from your high.

Bada cleans you up and helps you get dressed again, also putting her own clothes back on and you both sit on the couch in the studio and cuddle and chat for most of the day. Later on, Bada drops you back at your dorm, she walks you up and you’re greeted by the rest of your members when you walk in, you and Bada say your goodbyes and share a kiss and a hug before Bada leaves.

When you go into your bedroom, you remember that Bada had filmed it, “omg I just made a sex tape” you sit at your desk and upload the file to your computer to edit it. You split the file in two having the dance in the first part and the sex in the second part, you click into the first part to double check that it’s just the dance, you don’t watch it all the way through but it looks good so you post it on the group Instagram with allowed from your manager.

Pretty soon the hate comments begin rolling in, there’s comments about you being a slut but most are directed towards Bada calling her things like desperate, slut, ugly, undeserving and the worst ones pedophile and groomer because you’re a few years younger than Bada.

You delete the video immediately after watching the video all the way through to see you and Bada making out at the end. As tears stream down your face you rush out of the door and run to Bada’s house, luckily she doesn’t live far from you, only a couple blocks away and the alleyways make the journey shorter.

You get to Bada’s apartment building and click her floor on the elevator, once it arrives you go to Bada’s door, unknowingly pounding on it. Bada gets a fright and looks through her peep hole before opening the door. She immediately embraces you as you sob into her chest.

Bada brings you inside and sits you down on the couch, making you a hot drink and bringing it over. You calm down and begin to tell Bada what happened “I loved the dance so I wanted to post it and I thought I had cut the sex part out of it but our make out session was still there and people were so mean to you, I deleted the video as soon as possible but it could still spread around. I get if you want to break up with me, I was careless and what I did was unforgivable”.

“Baby no it’s okay, we can’t keep our relationship hidden forever, I don’t care about the hate it’s just a challenge that we’ll overcome together. Don’t cry, it hurts me to see you cry, I’m really okay I think it’s best that everyone knows now” “but I don’t want to be the reason that you could lose an opportunity like you might lose your job as our choreographer” “I’m sure my girl will fight for me to stay” “you bet I will”. You cuddle all night with Bada constantly reassuring you that she’s okay and that she’s not mad or upset.

[valeriianz]

hi! in the spirit of Dreamling Week, here is an updated masterlist, now with clickable links to tags to follow along with a series :) welcome to my corner of the fandom, where it's predominantly human aus!

in time, all of my fics will be transferred to Ao3, so if you're interested in that, follow along here! this list will (finally) include (some) links to fics ive tagged on in reblogs that i usually ignore... but not this time! :'D Everything here is complete unless otherwise stated: (wip)

G - T Rated:

tepid - 1.3k canon, Dream can get sleepy, too

Stay - 1.7k hurt/comfort, vague mafia vibes

the date that never ended - 1.2k humor, established relationship

You Know How That Thrills Me - 2.2k The Devil Wears Prada AU, + blog tag which includes fanart, here!

savvy? - 1.2k pirate au! Hob rescues Dream

daydream - 1.1k fake dating, UST, fitting room pining

Exit Wounds - 2.1k hurt/no comfort, infidelity, angst

call me back for more - 2k NYE, strangers to lovers, sexual tension

scratch a little itch - 5.6k neighbors, pastry chef!Dream and professor!Hob

The magic of the mistletoe - xmas fic, canon

Hob grieves over Dream - canon, vague comic spoilers, angst

Cowboy AU (snippet) - aka Charro!Dream, Mexican rodeo vibes + blog tag with lots of art and collaborators :)

spin the bottle - highschool setting, friends to lovers

Reason in the Noise - 3k+ (wip) musician!Dream, companion piece to Bolt in the Blue (but can be read as a standalone)

Retired!Dream with facial hair along with part 2! - canon(ish), domestic, light spice

The Parent Trap AU and part 2! - loosely inspired by the film.

Hob walks in on Dream dancing - musician!Hob and Dream dancing to his music. marshmallow fluff.

Personal Chef!Hob, single dad Dream - what it says on the tin, part two here! and my 'chef Hob au' tag full of art and recipes!

NYE and slightly possessive Hob - another obligatory New Years Eve fic

The Proposal AU and also a part two! - a couple silly romcom things in collaboration with valiantstarlights here's the tag for it!

Bday fic for ambarden - the night before college graduation, pining,

Road Trip - the start of an idea...

ASMR youtuber!Dream - an add on... Hob is a fan. meet cute

Hard of Hearing Dream - pining, bittersweet, friends to lovers

Spicy/NSFW fics under the cut!

M - E Rated:

Bolt in the Blue - 102k+ (wip) the epic band au, slice of life, fluff, touring. see everything related to this fic in the tag fic: bolt in the blue

skipping breakfast - 667w domestic and a lil spicy

obsession - 1.6k canon, making out on the dancefloor

Fin de siècle - 3.2k vampire hunter!Hob and vampire!Dream

parked - 1.1k canon, car sex, PDA

tease - 1.3k Dream has a vulva, Hob fingers him in a car

ushy gushy pussy Dream - and he refuses to get off Hob's cock

Mr. Gadling's Bodyguard - 11.7k The Hitman's Bodyguard AU, action, humor... second chapter does not relate to the film at all and is just smut

Savory & Sweet - 6k+ (wip) restaurant au, unhinged behavior

Let Me Down Easy - 21k photographer!Hob and model!Dream but they're exes. angst with a happy ending

never enough - 7.3k friends to lovers, love confessions, mutual pining

turn the lights off - 3.3k phone sex, side fic inspired by by the minute by issylra

kiss me properly (and pull me apart) - 4.2k Hob wears a butt plug all day (lol) inspired by this incredible art by messmonte

Dream stepping on Hob - power imbalance, PWP

Bathtub shenanigans - a bit of relaxation ;)

Hob as Sexy Santa - and Dream can't handle it

Celebrity Dream and his normie bf Hob - inspired by that 3am photo of Ferdie looking all sweaty and disheveled

One of Your Girls AU - an ask fic/prompt i sent to Gabe and she added on <3

Let Me Down Easy [deleted scene] - they get frisky the morning after

Dream can feel Hob's lewd daydreams

Bi-curious Dream - basically a summary/headcanon of what i think Dream having his bi awakening with Hob would be like. and then hardly-an-escape went and wrote a full ass fic about it. but im counting this anyway lmao

#my writing

btw i am so sorry, yes i did give up on including the word count. i just... gave up. but everything without a word count is most likely under 1.5k.

[sapionic]

Numerology And Your Name

The Numerology of your name is insight to your character. Let's be honest, nobody is changing their name like we change solar charts every year. You most likely had your name your whole life, right? Let's look into some characteristics and energy people are likely to have just focusing on their first name as it's the strongest and most demanded. This is using regular, basic numerology because there are multiple systems people use.

Winter - This is a cute name as it is linked to the season so you automatically get fluffy or bright vibes from this name alone. Let's now break it down

W=(23)5, I=9, N=(14)5, T=2(20), E=5, R=9(18) We see that there is a pattern of 5 with this name so we know that 5 is linked to Leo in Astrology and linked to Mercury with the Numerology system. I have seen the energy play out in the astrological ways though. Looking at people with this name, we know they are likely to be feisty, sexy, and sexual. They can be spicy, creative, and complex. Likely to be deep into the party scene. 5 is the strongest energy of this person so they are likely to prioritize joyful experiences as much as they can. Notice how the W is 5 once the 2 and 3 is added. 23 is linked to high social activity. This person would be a good party host. Someone with this name also has significant 9 energy as you can see. They are good in authoritative roles, but they are likely to prefer authoritative roles in places they can also enjoy. Club owner, club host, promoter, dancer,etc. Likely have good basic life skills with the one 2 energy that they carry. This makes them efficient with money opportunities, cooking, and showing compassion, but also being comfortable with self. Winter would be a person who could be difficult to deal with and won't always be easy to handle, so she would need to grow up and mature. Change will be prominent. Winter=8

Whitney - Well known name, but not extremely common at this same time. We can see some repeating energies from the first name we did above, but let's now focus on this name in its entirety. W=5(23) H=8 I=9 T=2(20) N=5(14) E=5 Y=7(25) Whitney would share a lot of traits with winter, but with a splash of secrecy and sensitivity. Whitney would require a little more depth in her experiences, thanks to that 8 influence. She would likely do things while focusing on the long-term. She knows how to have fun, but still play for keeps. She is a hard worker and likely keeps a job. Likely came into lots of money and knows how to seize good opportunities. She likely had a little more taboo experiences than Winter(8 influence). Since Whitney is someone who likely endures many pressures in her life, her destiny # is 5 which balances out the drama and chaos she experiences. What better way to balance it out than good ole fun? Whitney=5(41)

Jasmine - Common name. Let's get into it! J=1(10) A=1 S=1(19) M=4(13) I=9 N=5(14) E=5. We can see that Jasmine has big 1 energy so that would make a person with this name innovative, impulsive, daring, bold, and active. The next significance we see is a 5 so we know Jasmine would be no stranger to sex appeal or activity. She is likely a fun loving individual who can be silly, playful, and childish, but also very protective. Where is the protective energy coming from? The 4. Any pressure or anger she has is expressed outwardly. Any excitement and urge she feels is acted on promptly. Any desires and interests she has is acted on promptly. Jasmine doesn't do anything she don't want to do. If she does anything, it's because she wanted to. Heavy 1 energy can make a person a hot head in some way. This is why changes will come to Jasmine. JASMINE=8 which is about growth, maturity, and transformation.

Mariella - Interesting name that I wanted to use for this post. Let's get into it. M=4(13) A=1 R=9(18) I=9 E=5 L=3(12) L=3(12) A=1

We can see that someone with this name has a nice 1 and 3 balance going on. Mariella likely has a good deal of initiative and social spark. She finds it easy to connect with others and there is a charm and grace to her mannerisms. She is likely proactive and good with responsibility. She likely has resourceful and intelligent friends who enrich her mentality in some way. She may sometimes talk herself out of things or downplay her capabilities. She prefers to be part of a group although she can handle things well on her own. Very high social energy. Likely to have a relaxed demeanor. People like talking to her. Could easily find herself being a manager of some sort. Would make a good marketing expert. MARIELLA=8 She will need to learn how to be more consistent as her energy initially may be scattered and she change plans often. She will also learn to be more private.

Danielle - Common name that I wanted to use. I had a friend with this name. Met her at work. Let's get into the general name of this person though. D=4 A=1 N=5(14) I=9 E=5 L=3(12) L=3(12) E=5. Someone with this name is likely to be fun loving and even funny, just like Mariella above. There could be moments where Danielle would be a little shy, but that is temporary as people with this name has very fluffy and upbeat energy. They are likely to be big on having a good time and socializing. Danielle and Mariella likely have big social networks physically, but Danielle may be the one that parties a little harder in this equation. She is always focused on where the most fun is and that is where she will go. She likes to laugh and would rather live on the bright side of things rather than worry and be sad. She won't handle sad situations how typical people may expect her to. Danielle likely has more drama in her life than Mariella, but it's more than likely linked to pettiness more than anything. Sex and fun is a highlight for Danielle. If she don't do nothing else, she's going to attend a fun event or create it. You may notice that every Danielle you know loves to be on the scene or it seems from your view that she is always on the scene. Day and night events, it doesn't matter. She would likely value friends that supports this lifestyle. It can seem like she is hard to catch up with if you are more on the controlled side. This party lifestyle is a highlight, but it isn't the end all be all which is why Danielle will change. Danielle=8 She would have to learn to take life more seriously and to smell the roses more. She will need to learn how to slow down and make sensible choices. Double 5 and double 3 energy can make someone too impulsive for their own good.

Hope you enjoyed. You can now do your own or comment and I can keep this thing going by replying and linking things together all with just a first name. This is fun and simple, especially when you dont know people's chart info.

[murfpersonalblog]

IWTV Ep6 - Rewind the Tape

"After Louis tells Claudia that Lestat wants him to know he's still cheating, Claudia compares Lestat to her rapist, with the show literally putting Bruce's image over his. Immediately after, Louis' narration tells us he'd become numb and dissociated, "a vessel of acceptance." What do you think Claudia, Louis, and the show itself are suggesting about consent in this new domestic arrangement?"

@iwtvfanevents

A lot of the fandom H A T E S that Claudia was raped (even more than the Loustat fight), and they especially hate what Rolin Jones said about it toughening her up. But despite its inclusion/execution/explanation, I DO see where RJ was going with it all; as I've also mentioned how Claudia & Louis were deliberately put on the same level, as were Lestat and Bruce.

We know Carol Cutshall designed Lestat's matador costume for the "villain sequence" in Ep5 to emphasize his patriarchal hegemony over "the housewife and the mistake." Matador in Spanish literally means "killer." Through the matador costume, AMC brilliantly tied the Wolfkiller Lestat with Bruce the Killer.

We also have a hard time w/ instances of physical/sexual violence by Les against Lou--I saw a spicy post just the other day about whether or not the Disassociating scene was Les raping Lou or not.

I think in Lou's mind, sex with Les while he was disassociating wasn't rape. Louis himself pointed out that Lestat's affair with Antoinette was all tangled up in Lou's lack of libido due to his diet; and his later depression, ignoring Les' "considerable considerables." He WANTS Lestat ("I wanted him dead, I wanted him all to myself"), and when he comes back online he IS into it, cuz he loves the stupid man. I think he DOES consent, and TRIES to stay present--but "there were THREE of you" in that bed, and in that relationship.

I think in Claudia's mind, Lestat really was raping Louis. I think SHE had put Lestat & Bruce on the same level, convinced that Les felt the same way about Lou that Bruce did about her--and that Lou felt the same way about Les that she did--not understanding Loustat at all.

Claudia trips people up a lot wrt arrested development & stunted growth--she's either a little girl or a SUPER old woman or both or neither. How much can she REALLY know, process & experience?

Cuz in some ways, AMC!Lestat (& book!Louis) kinda did rape Claudia. Aside from the more sexual meaning, one can take "rape" in the original Latin sense (rapio/rapere: "to snatch, grab, carry off, abduct, rape, steal"); or we can take it in the vampiric sense, turning Claudia without her consent, and force/violence done to one's fledglings. Les is a bad Maker to Louis, but GODAWFUL to Claudia.

Lestat even puts himself above & beyond Bruce, saying he can and WILL do far worse than "defiling her pocket;" he'll KILL her.

Lestat snatched away Claudia's consent, & snatched her from the train crying & sobbing. He violated her autonomy just like he'd violated her privacy by reading her diary when Louis told him not to.

And what's sad is that because Claudia's a sadist like her father, she was initially charmed by Bruce & how he killed; just like she was charmed by Lestat's "extravagant" killing style. "He had a way about him." AMC!Claudia's the one who gives Bruce his epithet, but in the books his his name's just Killer (IIRC he's never given a real name).

But we soon see the gradual jadedness in Claudia. Her killing loses the bubbly giggling glee from her early years, as she becomes cold & far more calculating/methodical. Plus, she realizes that the men in her life that she initially THOUGHT were great heroes & "knights" & "angels" that had saved her, were really just HELL DEMONS. Lestat's not a cheeky "Brat" anymore, he's the frikkin Devil. The "darkness in her that wasn't there before" Lestat talks about is just REALITY; the dawning realization that Lestat, Louis, Bruce, NONE of these men were good to her. All good things died with Charlie.

She's desperate to go to Europe, cuz she's holding onto hope like a lifeline, that not all vampires are as bad as Bruce & Lestat. Unfortunately, Lestat was right when he said they're actually vicious and "far worse" in Europe. 😬

[castlebyersafterdark]

ok this is so cool youre a gay man! so what would you say needs work most in spicy byler fic land, speaking as a writer who aims for realism...

less reliance on the classic 1-finger-2-fingers-scissor-anal penetration trope... that is too cliche and doesnt account for how difficult anal sex can be?

or is it the emotion? does it read as too much being written by female in terms of the emotional attachment or worldview?

and lastly i keep hoping for a t!will fic where he is transitioning from male to female cos i've never seen it and think it could be such a nice thing in regards to sex organs and roleplay!

(This ended up more general fanfic thoughts, not solely unique to this fandom. But certain things definitely apply.) Under the cut cause I'm bored at work and I rambled:

It's all about the details? Sometimes things read a bit formulaic, like you mentioned. Like fics are running down a checklist because a lot of other fics in every single fandom do the same, so everyone just copies each other. It's fanfic sex. Sex isn't very often... like that. It can be, but ehhh. Depends on what's being written. Is this a hookup? Established sex between a couple in love? First time between an inexperienced young gay couple w few resources? Based on the scenario, things can sound off. Like, the classic 'according to the story, they've only made out w each other before and now they're going right into anal?' Oh this isn't it. I just find a lot of the time the better depictions consider foreplay foreplay foreplay, and not follow that kiss 123 finger then fuck formula, falling into that as a crutch instead of writing something more out of "order." (lol even 3 is a little unnecessary wasting time mentioning if you fuck a lot or write good foreplay or this couple is very comfortable w each other. Consider: the body knows what it wants or doesn't want yet. Relaxation/arousal. It just reads sometimes like, well that's the next step, right? Repetitive.) OR maybe the character is nervous/not relaxed and the preparation process is difficult, that's soooo interesting to write scenes working through that, but I find that kinda rarely depicted because maybe writers don't think it's sexy? It can be, pleeeaase. That's accurate and realistic, too. Do these characters like each other, are they into each other? Actually turn them on! Switch it up, what is happening to the body.

You know know that scene in Friends where Monica is listing off numbers as locations on the body and to vary the order attention is given to each?? That's great, love that no matter the gender haha. And what exactly are the fingers doing in there, sometimes I read stuff and it's like, the ass or the hand does not work like that - just massage and thrust and and find the prostate hahaha. And don't skip the lube or era appropriate substance esp for inexperienced characters! Since a lot of this specific pairing focuses on the early relationship stages. "Just use spit" honey NO he's seventeen and nervous and he's gonna hate that. They're not isolated in the woods or fucking a stranger in a club bathroom (maybe they are, but most of the time they're just in a bed or a couch haha) And that's just a different situation. The scenario honestly just has to make sense and the details all kinda make the story what it is. It's mismatched vibes that throw something off more than any sex act in particular. (these virgins immediately falling into strict dom/sub roles, calling each other degrading names or ill-depicted bdsm right from the beginning of their relationship - has the writer only watched a certain type of porn for reference? Do they think all gay sex is inherently kinky in that specific way?)

I also find that a lot of people in general are uncomfortable writing/depicting rimming so its omitted entirely where in the progression of the scene it would make sense (and I've seen writers across fandoms talking about specifically not wanting to write it) and I guess I get it to an extent, but you're reading/writing gay characters, it's important! Bypass the taboo. It ain't. 😝 Sometimes more helpful than just fingers, to be honest. Strictly focusing on penetration isn't the be all end all goal or only way to write men fucking. (Or women and men or any combo to be quite honest)

I also also find just things that seem kinda silly to me especially when writing young guys - this mostly happens when I'm reading a sfw fic that juuuuust almost goes there but stops before dicks get involved. And I find it really funny because clearly the author doesn't want them to be but based on what I just read - they already are involved, you're just uncomfortable mentioning it for some reason even though you've chosen to ship gay men. It's totally ok to not want to write smut but there's definitely a 'read between the lines' vibe I get sometimes where I can tell the author NEEDS you to know 'hey! Reminder I'm one of the good ones NOT thinking about these characters actually having sex!!' Hmmm. "We should stop before we get carried away" and it's like ok cool but they're already totally hard based on what was previously written. You could have just not mentioned anything but the way things are written sometimes it feels like a fic is inserting a flashing sign at a certain point saying 'STOP! DO NOT THINK ABOUT SEX IN THIS FIC!'

They're teenagers (and I know everyone is different blah blah), and I guess I see a lot of times an unrealistic time frame over the progression of a physical relationship. I think sometimes people want to avoid having characters 'rush into it' and make them wait and maybe the story is playing with themes of repression/unlearning shame, which in this fandom definitely can be an engaging theme, but I read stuff and just feel... these boys wouldn't be waiting as long as implied to actually get physically intimate. There's no way. Hormones and how much they're into each other, its happening. Embrace that. Teenage or young adult guys. Be honest.

Idk there's a million ways to depict sex and I'd honestly worry less about the mechanics of what everyone else does and just... let the story and ideas take you there. Even as someone with a lot of uhhhhh practical experience haha I'll read back my own writing like, ok who fucks like this though? LOL. And it's fine. Fanfic does lend itself to having a fantasy lens, its not always hyper realistic, and i don't think it really needs to be one hundred percent meticulous. Translating actions and feelings and sensations into prose can be soooo awkward to word and strange to describe. If you had fun being creative the writing shows instead of 'well I guess I'm writing a sex scene and I'm embarrassed about it so I'll just copy what everyone does' nahhh. Have fun, get things wrong, get weird with it. The oddest little detail changes and adds a lot. 😘

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Spicy time! What would you say is your most problematic/controversial ship? Or, similarly, the ship you would have to take the most time explaining because it might not make sense to anyone but you?

Hello anon, I am so sorry to get back to you late. Been going through some shit but this question genuinely cheered me up. It's very sweet of you to invite me to ramble. And it's just what I needed. Thank you. 🙏

And... All of them? ..all of them. My favourite ship dynamic is this: two characters whose mental illnesses fit together like puzzle pieces, such that they become an abomination greater than the sum of their parts. They are happier than they have ever known when with each other, but it is making them both worse. What these bastards need to improve as people and what they want are antithetical.

I'll limit myself to two of my favourite/most extreme instances of this, though. One which confuses people the most (EngSea) and one which I feel would be the most controversial (FraKug).

Let's actually start with the spicier one. FraKug requires background context into how I write Kugel, I think. For reference, I don't have a set age for them yet, but they're nebulously a t(w)eenager — just old enough to wander around alone without the greater public being alerted. Which is fantastic, because Roderich does not take an active parental role in their life. Kugel is less a child to supervise and more a phenomenon which Roderich bears witness to. There was this idea which Fed and I came up with: Imagine if you will, Roderich asking them while VISIBLY uncomfortable: "What, er... What are you..? Junge oder Mädchen..?" Kugel takes the day to think about it, then answers with an abstract painting of various red shades, hectic splashes and smears, with an actual goat horn piercing the canvas— and that draws the red pigment into question, EUGH. Nevermind, Roderich shouldn't have asked.💧Kugel reveres Roderich as their host country, and for saving their life by moving them to Vienna. They also believe him to be a master artist — and thus he must have understood what Kugel was trying to say with that painting. It is clear. (It is not.) Roderich's solution is to call them, uh... Whatever causes the least conversational friction. Elise is over? She thinks Kugel is a girl; Roderich will refer to her as a girl to keep from confusing anyone. Kugel infers that this is less a semantic convenience and more of an ontological statement. The master artist is giving them a new identity, for today. What could this mean...? What does it mean, to be a girl...?

There is continuous communication breakdown between them, and this is an impediment to active parenting — as if Roderich needed any disincentives. Roderich is just not made to take care of kids. It is a good thing that when Kugel came to him, they were already largely self-sufficient and fiercely independent. They come home every night for dinner, yes? Then they are fine... Sometimes Roderich does worry about them, and sometimes there are genuine moments between them, usually when Kugel has collapsed from exhaustion in the wake of a manic episode. But for the most part, Kugel is left to do their own (weird) thing.

All this to say, Kugel believes they are an adult. In their mind, they may as well be, right? They are well over 50 years old. They have been taking care of themself for quite some time. They actually have some artworks in prestigious galleries, and are an active, respected participant in the Vienna art scene (albeit anonymously, and under a pseudonym). Day in, day out, they are absorbed by studying, pondering, and artistically exploring the human condition. Without a shadow of doubt in their mind, they are an adult.

And, what worse a person to put within Francis' grasp? The long-haired, gender-flexible, artistic big brother who canonically is into kids, and the unsupervised, long-haired, intersex & gender fluid, artistic child who fancies themself mature for their age. The story practically writes itself.

Fran takes the kid to the Louvre and gets high off their unfettered reverence and admiration. It's a religious experience for them, and how cute is that?? It reminds Francis of some of his precious little colonies looking up to him. Ugh, Kugel is almost like a little Veneziano all over again — dammit, he never truly got his hands on Feli, but... Well, how easy would it be to convince Kugel to sketch one another? In the nude, of course; it isn't sexual, it's artistic. I won't go any further in describing that, but I'm sure you can see the potential for manipulation. There's fulfillment of fucked up fantasies Fran has had for a loooong time, and the attention of an older, skilled artist makes Kugel feel special. All flying under the radar thanks to the aforementioned minimal guardian involvement. Fran would go full pederast with it, too. No no, this is his apprentice, he is teaching them about his culture's history and artistic practices. He buys Kugel art supplies, fancy clothes, expensive jewellery. He introduces them to important people to help their art career. He dotes on them. And Kugel doesn't see anything wrong with the situation.

Moreover, because Fran also steps into a pseudo-parental role, Kugel receives a taste of what it might be like to have an active guardian. Fran combs their hair, preens them, teaches them French, regales them with stories of the old days (all heavily-embellished such that he comes out on top — in more ways than one). Fran cooks for them. Real food. Not the paint-splattered bag of potato crisps Kugel usually inhales from a vending machine when they suddenly become cognizant of the fact they haven't eaten in 12 hours. Fran takes them on trips to the countryside, they paint landscapes together. There are good aspects to their relationship, and those are hyper-visible. The rot beneath is concealed by flowers above.

What Kugel needs is a psychiatrist to treat their manic disorder, and a responsible supervisor capable of protecting them from those who would otherwise exploit them — say, Gilbert or Ludwig. They would find this to be restrictive and would take exception to it at first, until their quality of life gradually begins to improve. This is fundamentally at odds with what they want, which is to be treated as an equal to adults, even though they obviously aren't. In the same vein, what Francis needs is therapy to deconstruct his hypersexuality and pro-contact tendencies; what he wants is to relive his former glory through this child's admiration, and isolate with them in his fucked idea of a love story.

And similarly, EngSea is built upon this foundation of joy at the expense of mental health. Another disclaimer: my version of Sealand is history-based as opposed to canon, so he is aged up to 18, which is something I view as more appropriate given he's a WW2 veteran. (If you've murdered Nazis you deserve a drink, haha.) And his issues are innumerable, touching many of the classics: a dog abandoned by his master, a soldier without a war to fight, and an immortal dying a prolonged death. All issues which would be easily-solved if only the bastard whose face he shares acknowledges him. But of course, given the bizarre obsession of the British govt over Sealand, Arthur has acknowledged him, perhaps not in the way he wants though. At any rate, they do not fight like they used to, and both England and Sealand (IRL) are friendly toward one another nowadays. I choose to interpret this as them settling some of their differences.

It is difficult for Arthur to acknowledge all of his wrongdoings to Peter. But should he choose to start making right, he'd find that it's easier than imagined. Because in truth, Peter is far too much like him. His citizens are English, after all. The Sealandic embassy is located in a Toby's car park lmfao. And for a narcissist like Arthur, who craves external validation? Having someone match his tastes and his interests, and offer him undying loyalty (not exactly voluntarily, but still?) is at once everything he's ever wanted, and a recipe for making that narcissism worse. Peter is his mood booster. He wants his trusty fort around — for banter, for validation, for gossip, and for company that understands him. And, when Peter's natural instinct to protect and serve his host country accidentally stray a bit too far into the realm of an incestuous crush? Rather than handle the situation with grace, Arthur pounces on it.

A partner who is his guard dog, who loves him unconditionally, who is already steeped in his culture and loves his shitty food, and who is elated and head-over-heels at any modicum of attention from him. Again, he's everything Arthur's narcissism craves, and exactly what's needed to make it worse. Peter soothes his insecurities and reinforces his biases. Arthur's ego becomes outright insufferable to others, which in turn drives him back toward Peter. On Peter's end, he gradually and reluctantly compromises more and more of himself for Arthur's love; Arthur wants his fort. He does not want "England's Cuba" (actual quote from declassified British govt docs). The more he coaxes Peter into following his instincts as his fort, the more he pulls him away from his identity as Sealand. This is both a relief to Peter (who has been suffering a six-decade identity crisis from the duality of being an English military installation and a pirate/secessionist) and very disconcerting. In his mind, Roughs and Sealand are two very different people — and Arthur being insistent on Roughs makes him feel rather vulnerable. But if it's for Arthur...

There is, of course, quite a bit of good to the relationship. For starters, Arthur finally has someone he can trust fully, and subsequently be entirely vulnerable around. Even if it is sometimes reluctantly so. Some of his paranoia is soothed over by the ability to relax and let Peter serve him. No, not everyone is out to get him, and he is safe here... They also make huge strides in getting Arthur to be less bitterly self-deprecating, and also less uptight. He's more willing to be a bit goofy and nerdy while around Peter. Wearing the Tom Baker scarf outside, over their matching jumpers. Getting Peter a replica of The One Ring. Outings to Adventure Island in Southend, the beach, and self-indulgent niche historic tours that Peter positively eats up — take this lad up to Old Saltburn!! Hell, even taking him to iconic tourist spots will have him marveling. Peter also works through a good bit of his issues while with Arthur. Fewer war nightmares, less emotional dysregulation, and he begins to unpack some of his food trauma. Slowly but surely. Arthur can see the improvement and that only feeds into his ego more. Look at how good he is for Peter, look at how 80+ years of trauma are melting away. Who else could do this but him...?

Again, those good things are hyper-visible and disguise the worse parts. Arthur has a penchant for pushing Peter's boundaries, and it's a learning curve to manipulate him without pushback. One hint of frustration or anger and Peter is snapping in return, falling back upon his rebellious tendencies. For every failure, there is a lover's squabble which ends in Peter crawling back to him, and/or Arthur offering a half-baked apology after some serious reflection. He thinks won't push those boundaries again, except... Except he does. Just with more skill. And when Arthur finds the correct way to frame it — as a favour Peter is doing him, and lavishing him in praise and affection — then he truly has Peter eating from the palm of his hand, even against his own self-interest. In this way, they descend into hell together. Peter is slowly stripped of his autonomy, Arthur's worst traits are fed by Peter's admiration, and they become awfully co-dependent. But god, are they happy while hurting themselves.

Anyway. Thank you again anon for prompting me to ramble, and thank you for a welcome distraction in these difficult times. This was a delight in my inbox. 🫶

[tetsuo-z]

• Side Story •

Pairings: Kaori x Tetsuo + Kaneda x Kei

Characters: Kaneda Shotaro, Kei, Kaisuke, Mizuki, The Capsules, and more characters

Summary: The Pocky game is always a good way to bond with each other. When Kaori saw Kei and Kaneda do it. She wanted to try it with her boyfriend.

Fluff and Sweetness and a bit SPICY 🌶️ >w<

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Kaori and Tetsuo was at Kaneda’s house. They wanted to hangout for a movie night, Kei wanting them to at least relax and not stress about other events.

Kaneda was the one that had picked a movie, he thought an action comedy would be good. Of course only for him and Tetsuo to really enjoy. Kaori is more of a romantic film kinda gal, the same as Kei.

Kaori didn’t mind though, as Tetsuo would endure the romance movies she would beg him to watch with her.

After awhile he gave in, and it’s been nothing but torcher for him and him making non-stop comments on it. As well as be embarrassed on certain scenes. Which Kaori thought was cute, and just enjoyed his company.

Kaori and Kei were in the kitchen making movie snacks for them. When Kaori went into there cabinet she noticed and open box of chocolate pocky.

Kei curious on what she was staring at. “Ooh the pocky’s are almost gone. You can have some if you want.” Kei smiled, finishing the snacks.

“No it’s fine, this is yours and Mr. Kaneda’s.” Kaori was about to put it back.

Kei chuckled, “Kaori it’s really fine, honestly. Kaneda only bought those to play the pocky game with me… Which is why we’re low on it.”

Kaori thought about what she said then looked into the box. Then blushed, making Kei laugh.

“Yeah, we did it a lot. Which would l-“

“Lead to a hot steamy makeout session with Mi lady.” Kaneda popped up in the kitchen, wiggling his eyebrows at his fiancé.

Kaneda grabbed the pocky, from the box and put it in his mouth. Facing Kei with a smirk, “haha really Kaneda, now?”

“Cmon just a little, I promise it won’t escalate.” Kaneda pleaded. When Kei gave in Kaori blushed walking out with the box of pocky.

Kaori noticed Tetsuo was going through movie selections, with Kai and Mizuki. Kaori was nervous and began fidgeting with the box, she wondered if Tetsuo would play the pocky game with her.

But there’s people around, and she knew he didn’t like displaying certain affections openly. Especially around his friends, then an idea came to her but she was still nervous as shit.

She swallowed it down, and approached Tetsuo. “T-Tetsuo?”

Tetsuo looked up at his girlfriend curiously, “U-U-Um… C-Can I talk to you a-about something privately?” Kaori asked, she felt like she was about to pass out from just asking.

It seemed liked Tetsuo was staring at her hard, trying to figure out what she wanted to talk about. He saw she was holding a box of Pocky’s and then looked back at her face that was super flushed.

Ah.

Tetsuo thinks he knows what she wants, “Okay.” Was all he said, before standing up.

Tetsuo told them they will be back. Kaori had something to discussed, he told them to not disturb them. In a threatening tone, before going to the guest room upstairs.

Tetsuo locked the door behind them, and sat on the bed and watching Kaori who was idle by the door.

“Are you going to come over here, or just stand there like a fucking statue.” Tetsuo smirked, he used his powers lifting her off the ground pulling her close and on his lap.

He wasn’t going to initiate it further than this, “So what did you really want to do?” Tetsuo grinned, looking at the box in her hand.

Kaori realizing her figured out what she wanted to do. So she thought she might as well go for it, before she coward out.

She grabbed the Pocky and put it in her mouth, turning to Tetsuo with a heated face. Tetsuo smiled at how nervous and cute she was acting, as if they never kissed many times. Sometimes it amazes him how flustered she become as if she was experiencing her first time everytime they interacted.

Tetsuo took in the other side of the Pocky. Both of them, taking a bite at the same time until there lips connected. To Tetsuo’s shock, Kaori deepening the kiss trying to take control. Which was rare occasions for her.

She opened her mouth to give him better access. She slowly wrapped her arms around him, Tetsuo was caressing her waist. One hand went to slid under her shirt, the other under her sweater. Finding his way into messaging her chest.

Kaori had very supple skin, it was very soft and delicate. Compared to Tetsuo’s rough exterior, she was warm and he always enjoyed how it felt touching his skin. Tetsuo eventually breaking the kiss, so they can both breathe… Mainly Kaori, she look like she was going to past out from lack of oxygen. But looking at her eyes, she was definitely enjoying it and the makeout session got her hot and bothered.

“S-Shouldn’t we go back… T-There probably w-waiting for us.” Kaori spoke in breaths, inches away from Tetsuo’s face.

“They’ll be fine, they can wait… How about we just finished what YOU started.” Tetsuo grabbed wickedly, he pulled her back into a kiss. It was rough but then turned into something passionate.

Tetsuo took her shorts off, and grind up his hard erection on her slightly soaking panties. Kaori moaned in the kiss, her hands made her way under Tetsuo’s shirt.

The makeout session turned into something more, and they didn’t want to stop right there.

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30 min later

Everyone was finally in the living room watching “Rush Hour”. Kai and Mizuki was sitting on the floor closed to the TV. Kaneda and Kei was on the couch, she was snuggled in his side, stretched out. Tetsuo and Kaori was on the chair, Kaori on his lap with a blanket over her. Kaori smiling enjoying the movie.

“Had a good talk.” Kaneda smirked at them.

“Mind your business and watch the movie.” Tetsuo retorted back quickly, Kaori just blushed and sunk further in the blanket.

Kei just chuckled to herself, from Kaori handing her an empty box of Pocky and how they would need to buy some more Pocky’s.

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I love writing stuff with them, Tetsuo and Kaori always deserve some more love. UwU

You can check out my main story on AO3 of Tetsuo and his return to Tokyo.

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Hellloo!! Your 2023 hbowar secret santa checking in to just say I am so excited to finish your gift... just wondering if you had any favourite screencaps or scenes from Band of Brothers?

AAAAAAAA HELLO FRIEND!!!

oh boy I'm not sure!!! To be honest there are a lot that I like 😅😅 here are my top five seven eight!! (Also I JUST watched Currahee like an hour ago so that might be influencing this 🤣)

Very end of Episode 1 with the planes and boats, just the sheer number of them with the music gives me goosebumps

"may I borrow your pEN SIR" gets me every time

ALSO WE SALUTE THE RANK NOT THE MAN IS LIKE THE BEST PART EVER

W H A T IS THE HOLDUP MR SOBEL

Malarkey and Alton in the motorcycle just makes my heart happy (tbh any scene with the Boys laughing/having fun warms my heart so much ❤️)

Dick waking up Nixon 🤣

Spiers in Foy... That's it that's the post

Not to be Spicy on Main but... Winters bath time 🥵

Ok I need to stop before I add the whole series 🤣 thank you for the ask Friend!!! Hope you have a great day/night 🥰💕

[silvermarley]

You should do what happened after the “watching a spicy scene in a movie with them” post TEEHEE SMUT💖🔥🔥🔥

I was just thinking about it 🛐

Watching a movie w/ a spicy scene (Part 2)

Warnings: smut (but mostly drabbles for them), this will be a lot 😭, switch Genya-, dom!Sanemi,Kyo,and Uzui, no protection (not advising this for irl), rough sex (Sanemi, kinda in Tengen’s), degradation (Sanemi and Tengens)

A/N: Part 1; also, I’m alive! Just busy.

Genya Shinazugawa:

“Y/N.. did you plan t-this..?” He asked, stuttering.

You shrug teasingly knowing damn well you did. He goes silent for a bit, unsure of what he should do.

You weren’t unaffected by the movie’s content, but you wanted to mess with him to see what he will do. Eventually, you feel him pull at your shirt.

“Baby please..you’re teasin’ me too much..” he says as he pulls you on his lap, laying his head on your shoulder to avoid eye contact.

You give in, as you’re desperate now yourself. You begin to grind your hips onto him making him groan.

He grabs at your shorts, to which you stop rolling your hips and lift yourself to let him take it off along with your panties. After, you pull down his pants and boxers, watching as his cock sprung out.

You took off your shirt and he took off his, but as soon as you went to unclasp your bra, he pulled you back onto him.

“Sorry.. I just can’t wait any more..” he mumbles.

You chuckled a bit at his impatience, and kissed his lips. He lined up with your entrance and waited for you to sink onto him.

You happily moved to slowly slide down his cock. You and him collectively let out a satisfied groan when he bottomed out.

His face is a bright red, with his hands nervously gripping onto your ass.

Once you felt like you were adjusted, you started to bounce up and down on him.

He threw his head back, “Fuck..”

You moaned at how good it felt. His grip on your ass tightened as he guided you up and down. You set a steady pace that made the two of you get louder with time.

He needed more.

Genya wraps his arms around your waist and fucks up into you, making you fall forward and and grasp his shoulders to ground yourself.

“Shit baby! Making me feel so good..” he rambles as he pistons up into you.

You felt the heat in your stomach grow more prominent.

“Ah- gonna cum!” You whine.

“Me too.. Where can I- fuck!” He doesn’t finish his sentence as his mind gets cloudy.

“Inside! I’m on the pill. Just- please..” you moaned.

Hearing you say that, and the fact that you were squeezing him so tight sent him over the edge. You followed him, as you two chase your highs.

You don’t move off of him. You cuddle against him and you two enjoy the moment and warmth together.

Sanemi Shinazugawa:

He would occasionally shift around uncomfortably, you as well. But the both of you sat through the rest of the movie, which felt like forever.

His hands would occasionally move to tease you.

The moment the credits were rolling, he was picking you up and hastily walking to your shared room.

He dropped you on the bed and quickly hovered over you. 

His lips met yours. He bit your bottom lip to gain access to your mouth, deepening the kiss once he got it. At the same time, he was pulling off your clothes beginning with your shirt and then your shorts.

He breaks the kiss to bite and suck at your neck. You hummed in pleasure.

Once he thinks you’ve been properly marked up, he takes off his own clothing. You blushed at just how hard he was.

“Like what you see? This is what will make you scream for me all night.” He smirked as he undid your bra and ripped off your panties.

“Babe-“ you were cut off by him.

“Shut up. I’ll get you another pair.”

He grinds his cock onto your cunt, hitting your clit. You moaned at the feeling of it.

“So wet.. you needed me to fuck you this badly?”

You nodded, wanting nothing more than for him to do just that.

He groaned at the confession. “Good.. I almost couldn’t wait to ruin you.”

In one thrust, he pushed his cock all the way into you. You gasped at the force of it.

“So tight..” he groans, only giving you a moment to adjust.

He wildly thrusted in and out of you, making you scream in the best way.

“That’s it.. let the world know who’s making you feel good.” His words only made you tighten on him.

He put his hands under your knees and pushed your legs to your chest, making him go even deeper. You scratched his back and moaned louder at the feeling.

Your orgasm was quickly approaching, due to the overwhelming stimulation. With you tightening around him so much, he wasn’t far behind you.

A few more bucks of his hips and you were creaming on his cock. He grunted and thrusted one last time, as deep as he could, and came inside you.

You felt him pull out of you, so you put your legs down and calmed down from your high. You closed your eyes and sighed.

Then, you open your eyes to see him still looking over you, smirking mischievously.

“What, did you think I was done with you?”

Kyojuro Rengoku:

He tried to keep his composure and finish the movie. Key word: Tried.

“My love.. I’m afraid I can’t wait any longer. I need you now.” He says, turning and pulling you in for a passionate kiss.

You melted into the kiss. Just from the passion he was putting into it, you could tell that he was just as desperate.

Without breaking it, he gently pushed you down onto the couch and slotted himself between your thighs. You could feel the heat from his erection through his slacks.

After a few minutes, he pulled back breathlessly. Kyojuro tugged down the shorts you had on, along with your panties.

Seeing your slick pussy made him groan. He lowered himself to face it and gave it an experimental lick. The moan you let out made his cock twitch. It was better than any movie he’s even seen.

He licked and sucked at your sopping cunt, savoring the unique flavor. He loved the taste of it on his tongue.

Even if it took all the willpower in him to restrain himself from fucking you right now, he is a man who doesn’t skip foreplay. He wants you to be nice and ready for him.

In the middle of him eating you out, he inserts two fingers in you. Not only was your taste making his head spin, but the feeling of you tightening around his fingers too.

You came with a high pitched whine, and he guided you though it. Once he licked you clean, he moves back up. You were still trying to control your breathing when you heard him taking off his belt and then his pants.

He didn’t bother removing his shirt before he was on you again.

“You ready?” He asked, to which you nodded.

He hums before slowly pushing into you. He growled at how warm and welcoming your cunt felt. You could tell he was going to wait for you to get used to it, but you couldn’t wait anymore.

“Kyo.. please. Don’t hold back..” You begged, hoping he’ll get the hint.

And he did. The restraint he was showing was gone, and he thrusted in and out of you.

His thrusts were fast and deep, hitting your cervix with ease. You could do nothing but moan at how good it felt.

The sloppy but calculated movements had you cumming faster than you thought. He slows down a bit, but once you were no longer twitching, he continued his pace from before.

“Taking me so well love.. just a little longer.” He praises.

Rengoku feels himself getting close, so he uses his thumb to rub circles on your clit in tune with his thrusts.

You felt yourself come to the brink once more.

“With me.. cum with me..” he groans.

After a few more sloppy thrusts, you two came together. As you two caught your breath, Kyojuro couldn’t help but chuckle, collapsing onto you.

“Well.. this is an outcome i wasn’t expecting.”

You laugh along with him, hugging him. “Yeah..”

Uzui Tengen:

When the movie ended, his lips were on yours in an instant.

Something about how lewd the things on screen gave him more confidence than usual.

As your kiss got more heated, Tengen was pulling your pants down and throwing them to the side. He parts from you, after noticing how wet you were through your panties.

“Naughty girl.. were you thinking of us when watching the movie baby?” He teased, knowing full well that he’s the one who wanted to recreate the scene the second it came on.

You bit your lip in embarrassment. He just smirked, lifting your shirt up and over your head.

“You really are a dirty girl..” He murmurs in response to seeing you already braless under your shirt. His rough hands felt up your exposed skin, as he left hickeys down your neck and chest.

Though, he couldn’t ignore his aching cock, which was begging to be released.

“Get on your hands and knees, pretty girl.”

You do just as your told, turning to put your forearms on the armrest, arching your back a bit. He hummed in satisfaction. Without hesitation, he rips off your panties.

You weren’t even going to fuss at him for it, since your mind was only focused on him being inside you. He grabs at your plush ass, and gives it a smack.

You weren’t sure when he took off his own clothing. But, you felt him gliding his cock on your cunt, using your slick as makeshift lube.

He pushed into you, groaning at your tightness. It wasn’t too difficult to bottom out, since you were already wet.

Tengen gave you a little time, before he began fucking you. He was hitting all the right spots, making you whine.

He hovered over you, and his grip on your hips was hard, which will likely leave a mark later.

“Shit.. you feel so good baby..” he whispered.

It was a lot. He was giving you all you wanted and more.

You were making him feel good, but he wanted to see how good he was making you feel. So, he wrapped an arm around you to pull your back against his chest.

After adjusting the position, he continued to piston up into you, hitting deeper than before.

“Fuck! S-So deep!” You gasp.

He smirked again, feeling you get close. And you came with a loud moan, clawing into the couch. Tengen guided you through it, but didn’t stop. You writhed from overstimulation.

“Shh.. I still need to fill you up, don’t I? You can give me one more..” he cooed.

His unrelenting thrusts had you getting close again in no time. You felt him twitching inside you, bringing you closer to cumming again.

You head was thrown back onto his shoulder in pleasure. And soon enough, you two came together.

He gently moved his arm from around your chest, but didn’t pull out. You looked back at him in curiosity.

He had a smile on his face, and his cock twitched back to life at the thought of filling you up again.

“Round two..?”

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What’s it like marathoning horror movies with some of the boys?

Yesss, I love this! These all got a little spicy sorry not sorry 🔥 & I might do a few more, but I felt like this one was gettin’ a little long. Enjoy! 👻

Horror Movies w/ The Boys

Part Two here

Minors DNI

Pairings: Bakugou x reader, Shinsou x reader, Aizawa x reader, Izuku x reader

Genre: smut & fluff

Warnings: biting, daddy kink

Katsuki Bakugou

Would absolutely make fun of you if you got scared

“Awh, is my little princess afraid? It’s just a movie, dumbass. Nothin’s gonna getcha.”

But he secretly craves every little jump you make, because each one brings you a little further into his lap

And this man just loves to hold you

He’ll never be the type to come to you and ask you to cuddle him

But damn does he love having both of your arms around him

Some of the scares will get him too & you can absolutely rag on him back

“Awh, is my little princess scared?” You playfully echo his words back to him, giggling as you nuzzle into the crook of his neck.

“It was a jump scare,” he growls, fighting off a grin as he tickles your sides

“Ahh, Katsu! Stop!” You try to push his hands away, but he ends up interlacing his fingers with yours, pushing your back flush against the seat of the couch as he looms over you.

“You’re not really watching this one, anyway, right?” He smirks, rocking his hips against yours so you can feel his erection press up against your core as he begins kissing your neck.

“Katsu,” you moan, your eyes fluttering closed as he bites down.

“You need a hero to save you from the big, bad monster, baby?” He breathes into your ear, his fingers tugging your panties to the side as he teases your slit.

“Yes,” you sigh, lifting the oversized Dynamight t-shirt you’re wearing above your breasts, so he can close his lips around one of your nipples.

“Say it then,” he smirks, his words muffled by your supple skin as his middle finger circles your entrance.

“Please, Dynamight,” you mewl, clutching at his shirt while you gaze up at him, completely under his submission.

He growls in satisfaction, pressing his lips to yours in a fiery kiss. Sinking his digit into you while his thumb rubs against your clit.

Hitoshi Shinsou

This man lives for horror movies, so he’s got a whole list that he really wants to watch with you

Loves to set the vibe too, so whenever it’s a rainy evening, he’s queuing up the first of many movies & throwing on some red LED lights, so the whole place has a spooky glow about it

He likes to lay his back against the arm of the couch, so you can lay between his legs while he absently rubs your back & plays with your hair

Also makes it easy for you to hide your face if a scene comes up that’s just too much for you

So you’re laying there, your face resting against his abs, arm resting on his thigh as he runs his fingers through your hair, his eyes locked on the movie

But you’re too focused on how good his touch feels. Your eyes close and you moan quietly, briefly feeling his thigh flex beneath you

So you do it again, drawing it out, so that it’s almost a whimper and you hear him sigh as he shifts beneath you, his cock stirring in his sweats

“You need something, kitten?” He whispers, running his hands down your spine to slip them beneath your shirt.

“Mmhmm,” you hum, arching your back as you drop your hips back, waving your ass in the air as you push his shirt up, kissing along his abs.

“Fuck,” he groans, pushing his fingers into your hair again to gather it away from your face. “Take whatever you need, baby.”

“I plan to, daddy,” you smirk against his hip as you slip his cock out of his pants, stroking it as you slap the head against your tongue.

Shouta Aizawa

I don’t think this man will last too far into a marathon of any kind

He seems like the type to fall asleep if he’s on the couch for too long

But also like the type to never be able to fall asleep easily in his own bed

So that’s where you curl up to watch the movies you’ve picked out

Shouta doesn’t have much of an opinion on horror as a genre. He’ll watch it if it’s on. It doesn’t affect him much.

But he’s come to learn that it affects you

So he makes sure to keep a few lights on & he throws a couple extra cozy blankets on the bed as you ready up the movie

He holds you, squeezes your hand, and presses soft kisses to your temple/palm/top of your head every now and then if you seem a little anxious over the film

But eventually he starts drifting, so he rubs your thigh, “Gonna have to call it a night pretty soon. Sorry, kitty.”

“That’s okay,” you coo, crawling into his lap to straddle him.

“What’re you doing, love?” He asks with a sleepy, amused grin as he holds your hips.

You run your hands over his chest, running your fingers along the inside of the waistband of his boxers as you lean in to kiss along his jaw while he groans quietly, his hands moving to your ass to give it a firm squeeze.

“Think you can stay awake a bit longer if I keep your cock warm?” You whisper, your warm breath fanning over his ear.

“I might be able to manage that,” he croons, “but only if you turn around for me, baby. Wanna have a nice view of that ass if you’re gonna keep me up late.”

Izuku Midoriya

This man is at least as scared as you are, if not more.

But he’s gotta be tough for you, so he puts on a brave face and wraps his arms around you.

“Oh, wow, this movie is a lot, huh?” He chuckles, trying to hide the waver in his tone.

“Are you okay, ‘Zuku? We can watch something else if you wanna,” you crane your neck to smile up at him.

“No, no, baby.” He smiles reassuringly, rubbing the small of your back. “You were so excited to watch it. I’ll be fine.”

“I really appreciate you indulging me like this, baby,” you press your hand to his thigh, running your fingertips up the inside, massaging gently where his thigh meets his groin. “I know you don’t really like them, but maybe all you need to enjoy yourself is a little distraction..”

His breath hitches as he lifts his hips up from the couch briefly, shifting while he shudders under your gentle touch.

“A-a distraction?” He clears his throat, pulling an arm off of you to rest it over the back of the couch, grasping it tight as he watches your movements intently.

“Yeah,” you cup his balls, rubbing your thumb against his growing erection through his basketball shorts. “I think maybe I can help you out, if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind at all. If you’re sure, puppy,” he sighs breathlessly, tilting his head back as you kiss along his bare collarbone.

“Oh, I’m sure. Just relax, daddy..” you whisper, slipping your hand into his shorts to wrap your fingers around his length.