#tbh its mostly his hair length that gave it away

[skitskatdacat63]

I don't know whether to be embarrassed at myself or not abt the way I instantly knew what year it was....

[selchwife]

ok so taking a break from studying from lunch for some Berry lore. when she was very small she lived in a different continent and had this friend called Ayesha (weve showed her on our self-ship blog before shes so cute) and when she was around 7 her country went into war and she ran away and got separated from Ayesha and her family (tho she never did have the best relationship with her family so she only missed Ayesha) and was a feral child until around 11 (her hair started to turn white a few years before that due to malnutrition and severe stress) when she stumbled all the to behind Urianger house who was like 18/19 at the time (his teen mom swag tbh). he was the kind of parent that would lie to her if she asked him things he thought she wasnt ready for, it didnt work she would find out and then pester him until he told her the truth. she used to sleep in his bed when she had nightmares and only really stopped when she reached adulthood (shes a daddy's kid its cute). he was the only person who knew about her precognitive dreams for a long time also. eventually they got settled into Thanalan and she would spend time in Ul'dah and she got really mad at how people were treated there and she eventually made up at alter ego to steal from the rich and give to the poor! she got away with it too cause she grew very used to being stealthy when she was a run away one time she managed to sneak into Nanamo's room and slightly move everything in it just to be annoying and only admitted to it years later. the funniest part is that a lot of the poor people and refugees did know it was her cause some recognized her as being a viera and in our self-insert lore they are very rare around those parts they just didnt say shit cause she gave them money and necessities so like <3 she was present during the calamity in fact we incorporate some of the very VERY early game lore into her pre-calamity backstory the legacy Hildibrand quest being one of them they have been friends for a while and theyre about the same age. the calamity kinda royally fucked her up obviously she has traumas <3 while she knew how to fight before she only started her formal pugilist training when the game started and basically everyone at the guild was like "u are insane what do u MEAN u did that this way?" almost gave the old man a heart attack. it becomes a running game related to her backstory that she and Ilberd had a lot of moments where they were basically in the same place but never once met (mostly to avoid the like weirdness of her having been a minor while Ilberd was an adult and they both living in thanalan). shes overall very cheerful and energetic (despite ebing haunted by horrors) and silly and very kind hearted and has strong parental instincts, when she was 18 she happened to find a 15 year old Arenvald passed out and alone so she brought him all the way home and took care of him and eventually adopted him and he really thrived under her care is like the biggest example of those instincts. she has a strong hatred of the "powers that be" in Ul'dah for various reasons and was very bitter towards Nanamo in early game (if its justified or not is up to the viewer). a lot of her backstory in the time period she lived in thanalan includes her trying really hard to hide her hatred of how Ul'dah is ran while having the anger simmer just beneath the surface and it ends like exploding when she yell at Nanamo shortly after all that shit happened with Ilberd and he almost died cause at that point she was just so done with everything like she knew it wasnt entirely her fault but she was the person that was closest and she had already yelled at Raubahn about that before. basically: very sweet person who believes that u should eat the rich.

shes absolutely insane over Ilberd also but thats discussed at length on our self-ship blog. Ilberd had this little menace to society get attached to him like a barnacle to a whale and he just had to accept and she had such a huge impact on him it actively changed how he went about his plan just to avoid involving her and Arenvald because theyre his new family and cares for them so much.

and her signature colors are white and grey and we think that says a lot about her tbh. this is so all over the place and is a wall of text sorry.

NEVER APOLOGIZE!!! berry is so swag i really feel enlightened....i agree she and pfeil would definitely get along. i didnt realize urianger took care of her either i love that so much

[percybeloved]

“So Good, puppy” Hajime Hinata x Male Reader

Note: Pretty happy with this one tbh. Unedited because editing is a bitch. Might edit it in the future though.

Word Count: 1813

Contains: NSFW content, lingerie, the petname “puppy”, rimming, riding, fingerfucking, handjob, photo shoot turned sex session, breeding kink, belly bulging

It was a nice day. Wasn't too cold, wasn't too warm. M/N L/N, the Ultimate Cupid, had woke up late and quickly got dressed. He had sometime to spare before he grabbed some dinner so he shook his head, trying to figure out how to spend his extra time.  M/N decided to leave his cabin and go on a small stroll. Whilst on his walk, he went into deep thought. Mostly about his Ultimate and why he could never fall in love. Well, That wasn't ENTIRELY true. He was infatuated with one person. And that was Hajime Hinata. The way his eyes lit up during trials absolutely hypnotized him. The way he closed his eyes and scratched his cheek a little when he talked to M/N never failed to make him smile, even if its just a little bit.

"HEY, M/N!!!" M/N is quickly thrown out of his thoughts of his "lover" by no other than Kazuichi Souda. "Oh, Hey, Kaz" M/N said with a small smile accompanied by a nod. "What are you up to today?" the Ultimate Mechanic said with a toothy smile as he started to follow M/N. "Nothing Much! Just trying to kill time before dinner, heh" M/N continued to listen to Kazuichi's rambling as they walked around the beach. They both then heard a feminine voice call out for Kazuichi. "Oh, That must be Ibuki" he mumbled to himself, just loud enough for M/N to hear.

"Welp, Catch ya later, bud!" the pink haired boy said with another grin. M/N returned the gesture and waved as Kazuichi made his way to Ibuki's voice. M/N looked down at his watch and noticed that he still had about 2 hours to spare. "Maybe I should spend sometime with Usami..." He said to himself whilst pulling at his ear, a small habit he picked up from Mahiru. The red haired girl suddenly came to mind. "We did make plans to take pictures... well, specifically her teaching me " M/N mumbled as he started to walk towards her cabin. As he got closer to the door, he noticed Peko and Mikan walking together while chatting about something he couldn't hear. He called out for them and greeted them with a wave. Peko returned the gesture while Mikan just smiled bashfully back.

M/N knocked a few times before hearing voices behind the door. The door opened to reveal Mahiru holding her camera. "Heyo, L/N! Hinata is already here so let's get started!" She said. It almost looked as if there were stars in her eyes. M/N paused for a second. "Wait" he said in disbelief. "HAJIME? why is he here?" As if like a mother, Mahiru whipped around and started to scowl him. "L/N! I already explained to you I had a shoot with Hinata today!" She started, her finger pointed and directed towards M/N. "You said you were okay with helping me! Now come on! I don't have all day, L/N!" A small huff came from her before she walked further into the room. On the floor sat Hajime. He didn't even notice that M/N had came in.

He was absolutely stunning. Instead of the white button up and jeans he usually wore, it was replaced with a blue lacy two piece. The top was a bralette that showed most of his nipples, leaving little to the imagination. Trailing down to the bottoms, he wore a pair of matching laced panties that could barely contain his cock. His legs were covered by a white sheet, but you could still see the white and blue laced stockings that covered his thighs. M/N stared in awe, but the other male was too busy readjusting his stocking to even notice M/N's gaze. Mahiru's voice startled Hajime from his thoughts. "Can we just go along with the photoshoot?" she said in a bit of a excited voice. Hajime's eyes met M/N as Mahiru continued to ramble about how this shoot will be perfect. "You look amazing" M/N said in awe. Hajime, on the other hand, just looked away as he blushed.

He did speak though, but saying only "Why do I have to do this perverted photoshoot?" The question was directed towards Mahiru, who quickly said, "You're the perfect candidate! I rarely take pictures of males, Hinata" she chirped. His eyes met M/N's again, this time he mouthed "That was one hell of a answer" with a small chuckle. Wait. Is that lip gloss on his lips? M/N was starting to imagine very ungodly things. Mostly, Hajime wrapping his tiny mouth on his cock and swallowing his length whilst the lip gloss started to smear on his pretty face. Someone was getting excited... M/n turned to Mahiru and said, "Let's start!" with a enthusiastic smile. The longer Hajime stays like this, the longer he'll have this boner.

They had taken many pictures of Hajime in various positions. Mahiru showed M/N the parts of the camera as he tried not to come in his pants by just looking at him. Hajime would sway his hips a little everytime M/N looked at him. The {h/c} boy would look away while blushing. About 1/6 through the session, A light knock was heard on the door. Mahiru rushed to it and opened it. She looked at Akane with a warm smile. Apparently, Akane needed help with something but couldn't ask Nekomaru for he was way too busy doing whatever the hell he was doing. Mahiru quickly told Hajime and M/N that she'd be back in a hour or so and that she wanted them to finish up for her. As she left, fear filled the gut of M/N's stomach. He turned around and met the hungry eyes of Hajime.

"It was for you" he said while looking deep into M/N's eyes. "All of it. I was gonna tell Mahiru to send the pictures to you" "But why? Why me?" The {h/c} boy quickly said. "Everyone and their mother knows you're in love with me. Its obvious. I just wanted to treat you" He said with a smirk. He crawled over to the chair that M/N had sat down in. "But since you're here, I'll just treat you now" He reached up and grabbed a fistful of M/N's hair before pulling him down into a opened mouth kiss. Both of them sucked at each others tongues whilst in the kiss.  "You taste amazing" M/N said as he kissed the side of Hajime's cheek. "Stand Up, love" Hajime scrambled to stand up, as he was still drunk from the kiss. "You're so pretty" he said to his now lover as he leaned in and kissed him again. He pulled back and whispered, "i want you to breed me, baby" M/N's fingers quickly danced over Hajime's body, groping at his still covered chest.

He placed open mouthed kisses on Hajime's stomach as he leaned over the boy. "Lets lie down, please." A voice quickly invaded his senses. He picked his brown haired lover up and gently laid him down on the sheets that were previously used as props for the shoot. He began to undress himself and gave Hajime a smiled before stripping down to his boxers. "Baby please" he started to whine "it hurts so much. Please touch me" M/N hurried to slot himself inbetween his lovers legs before running his hands up and down the body in front of him. "Ok, darling. Let me relieve the pain" he was met with happy and almost intoxicating giggles. He began to rub his lover through the small piece of lingerie that covered him. Dick already hard and standing proud, M/N started to get him off. Hajime's giggles turned into moans and groans as the {e/c} boy fisted his cock. "So good, puppy. Keep going"

M/N was taken back by the nickname but to hear it more. He stopped getting Hajime off and quickly put his fingers into his mouth. "Darling, I have to prepare you" He started moving his hand again as Hajime wetted his fingers. He slowly pulled them away and ceased all motion. He started at Hajime, who was blushing and covered in saliva and tears. He lowered himself down to meet the now almost soaked under wear the he wore. M/N bunched the fabric to the side to reveal a small, pink, twitching hole. He began to lap at it before inserting his tounge. Hajime released beautiful moans and groans at the sudden feeling. M/N inserted a wet finger into said hole. One turned into two and two turned into M/N's cock. "Wait" Hajime said, making M/N freeze as he was taking off his boxers that were doused in precum. "I wanna ride you baby" He said with a small smirk. "Please do" M/N said, his words trailing off and turning into a moan.

Hajime flipped them over and slowly lower himself on the thick cock underneath him. "M/N, You feel so good inside me" When he finally got settled, he started to move. "Let me jerk your cock, baby" M/N said as he began to get his lover off again. Hajime was rambling things along the lines of "so so good" and "let me cum" M/N already felt close but held his own orgasm untill the brown haired boy was finished fucking himself on his cock. "Such a good little puppy" Hajime moaned as he continued to bounce on M/N's cock. "Are you close? Please fill me with your cum, Please baby, please" This time he was crying. His moans, whimpers and cries drowned out M/N's groans. "Look, love. Your cock is so big, you can see it bulging out of me" He said with giggles. M/N looked down and the sight was almost murderous.

He came inside of Hajime, Right then and there, because of the sight. The feeling of being breeded made Hajime also come undone. He kept moving though, making both his and M/N's brains turn to mush. When he finally started to come to his senses, he saw a come covered M/N, and a ruined set of lingerie, but also came to the realization that they fucked on Mahiru's floor. "Fucking Hell" he muttered. "Hm?" his now sleepy lover said while trying to help clean the come off of him, using the silk white sheets. He gave him a smile and kissed him before saying, "Nothing, doll. Don't worry about it"

~~~

They quickly cleaned up, trying to erase any evidence that they had did anything they weren't suppose to. They also took this as a opportunity to go to Hajime's cabin and hold each other. "You don't understand how in love with you I am" M/N whispered as Hajime laid on his chest, already half way asleep. With a sleepy smile, the other boy replied with "I love you so much more"

[se0kie]

the first morning— jhs (m)

pairing: hoseok x fem reader

genre: married au, newlyweds jhs and reader, fluff, smut

husband!hoseok 

warnings: not a lot tbh? pretty standard fluffy smut, voyeurism (sex in an open field), no third party tho, nipple play, fingering, handjob, light edging, unprotected sex, slight breeding kink

summary: it’s the first morning of the rest of your and hoseok’s life as a married couple. before settling into this new role your husband wants to make memories to remember and he insists on doing that by fucking you on a hilltop.

“Y/N sweetie you gotta wake up.” You heard Hoseok’s voice through your half asleep state. It had been a few hours since the both of you had returned home you were guessing, you were still pretty tired from the wedding. You and Hobi had been in a beautiful 4 year relationship when he had taken you out on a Sunday picnic and proposed to you at the Seoul Botanic Park.

The wedding was a gorgeous cream and white theme and you couldn’t take your eyes off of your beautiful groom dressed in a classic and simple black tuxedo.

The whole affair was smooth and you had secretly marveled at the lack of wedding day disasters (thanks to your brides men Jimin, Taehyung and Jeongguk).

You were still tired from the long hours of standing on high heels and smiling for the cameras, the adrenaline rush had worn off as you returned home and left you utterly sleepy and whining for your bed.

You could hear Hobi’s soft voice in your ear, trying desperately to wake you from your precious slumber. You turned around and were met face to face with his smiling face, inches away from your own. You lazily slung your arms around his neck in a halfhearted attempt to get him into the warm and oh-so-soft blankets of your bed. You felt Hoseok’s arms travel down your back to your waist and in the matter of a few seconds he had hoisted you up onto him, your legs instinctively wrapping around his hips.

You let out another whine of complaint, “Hobiii please let me sleep. ‘m so tired pleease!” You had your face in the crook of his neck and you could just about feel the rush of breath against your ear as your husband chuckled at your antics.

“Y/N, my beautiful wife, get ready sweetheart. I have a surprise for you, I promise we can stay in bed the entire day after we’re done.” You almost melted at him calling you ‘wife’ and who were you to deny your gorgeous husband his every wish? So you huffed, gave him a pout and jumped down from his hold to go to the bathroom and get yourself ready.

Hobi had successfully gotten you out of the house but now you were standing in front of the somewhat small hill behind your neighbourhood and apparently he expected you to hike up to the top with him.

What a ridiculous thought.

You were ready to walk back into the car and drive yourself home to your precious bed but Hobi used his damned adorable puppy eyes on you and you were a puddle at his feet. It was dangerous just how easily Hoseok could use his heart shaped pout and big brown eyes on people to get them to do what he wanted.

The man would get away with murder if he really wanted to. You sighed internally giving Hoseok a look that said ‘Yeah OK, I’ll do it but will I be happy doing it? No.’

And hence started your journey to the top of Hannam Hill.

It was easier than your dramatic brain had made it out to be. It was quite romantic walking hand in hand with your husband in the cool morning. It had taken the two of you around half an hour to get to the top and morning had turned to afternoon what with all the stops you made to admire the view of the entire city splayed out in front of you.

You were at the top and Hobi had removed the contents of the picnic basket he had brought along and laid out a cute, old timey checkered sheet for you to sit on.

He had packed bread, cheese, berries, deli meat and a bottle of wine as lunch. “Come sit down m’lady.” Ever the joker he bowed down deeply and gestured at you to take a seat.

“Oh, why of course, good sir.” You played along with him. After all it was one of the major reasons you adored him, his unbeatable knack for goofing around.

The two of you enjoyed a light lunch of sandwiches made with the items you had packed and delicious sparkling rosé that gave you a warm feeling in your stomach, similar to how Hoseok made you feel all the time. You spent the next several hours laughing at terrible jokes and making fun of the many embarrassing relatives that came to your wedding, you slipped into bouts of comforting silence and then picked right back up at the laughter.

You could almost feel the contentment run through you, this was everything you needed. Good company and a beautiful view. Life, if even for a moment, felt like heaven.

Time passed like wind when you were with Hoseok. His tinkling laugh invaded your senses, his bright eyes never leaving yours and brown hair wispy and fluttering thanks to the cool breeze. The sun had started to go down and there was a warm, orange glow settled on the world.

The atmosphere had suddenly changed, Hobi sat at an arm’s length away from you. His brown eyes glowed amber in the light and bore into your own with such intensity you felt a fire light in the deep pits of your belly. His earlier heart smile had wavered and transformed into parted lips with a hint of tongue sat behind them. You could feel the warm blush rise to your cheeks, you looked away down to your hands folded in your lap in an effort to escape from Hoseok’s smoldering gaze. But to no avail.

You felt his warm hands reach out and grasp your chin. Firm yet gentle he tilted your jaw up to look back at him, he had scooted closer to you and now his lips were inches near yours. Tantalisingly close, just there but still so far away.

Your eyes roamed over his face, you took your time looking at his beautiful features. The mole on his lip that you had become so familiar with, the slightly downward pointing eyes and the hair falling beneath his brows.

You were so immersed in staring at your husband that it almost took you by surprise when you felt his face near you and seconds later his lips were on yours and devouring you like a man starved.

You kissed him back with equal fervour; kissing Hoseok would always ignite the same feelings from you, his lips molding against yours, tongue brushing against your bottom lip, this was familiar yet strange every single time.

Kissing Hoseok felt like your world sat in the small space between the two of you, his hand on your hip and light sighs of pleasure spurred you on every time. Kissing him brought out this unexplainable need to please him from you, it made you powerless yet you felt like a goddess.

It was contradictory but still so fulfilling.

Pulling you out of your reverie, hands pulled at the hem of the top you were wearing, impatient and demanding but you knew you wanted exactly what he did. Hobi ran his hands across your stomach, goosebumps left in his wake, he had both his hands on your hips while you broke the kiss to pull your blouse off of your torso.

You threw the clothing to the side near the food basket and once again connected your lips with Hoseok’s, moaning into the feel of his plush lips moving against yours. He tasted sweet and salty and like Hobi, just the way you liked it.

Content with the making out portion of foreplay Hobi pulled away from you, the lust in his eyes dark and pupils dilated he looked at you as if you were a morsel to be eaten. You felt more goosebumps break out against your chest, partly because of the cold breeze but mostly because Hobi was looking at you like that.

With a move towards you, Hoseok’s mouth was on your neck, sucking bruises and painting your skin, his hands were beneath your breasts, calculating what to do next.

Where to touch you, how to touch you, exactly how to reduce you to a squirming mess.

His hands had reached behind your back at the clasp of your bra, he breathed into your ear, a quiet question asking for permission, “Is this okay?” You whispered back, breathless from the kissing and how riled up you were, “Yes, baby touch me, please.”

Obliging to your requests he undid the clasp and your bra fell in your joined laps. Sometime during the fooling around you had made your place in Hoseok’s lap and your feet lay surrounding his waist. Your nipples hardened due to the temperature and you could see his fascination with how quickly your body responded to stimulants.

Mouth still on your neck, Hoseok’s hand had come up to your breast and was kneading the flesh with exquisite skill, eliciting gasps from your throat and sending shocks of pleasure to your heated core. His fingers were rolling your nipples, flicking them every minute or so, cupping your breasts and squeezing them, bringing you unimaginable pleasure.

Under his ministrations you had started rocking your hips against his clothed crotch, basking in the pride of feeling him grow hard under you.

Frustrated, you realised that his shirt was still on. Hardheaded as you were you grabbed at the hem of his shirt until he chuckled and pulled away just enough for you to snag it off him and throw it to the side to your already discarded blouse. You ran your hands over his toned pecs.

Hobi, the skilled dancer, had a body that was not buff by any means but he was strong and tanned and refined in just the right places. You trailed a finger down his stomach and undid the belt at his trousers, undoing the zipper to take out his gorgeous cock from its confinement. 

Hoseok’s cock was a pretty one. Pink and medium thick, oozing precum at the top, shining in the setting sun. You felt a gush of wetness flow out of you at the sight of his dick. You sat back and gave his cock an experimental stroke, causing Hobi to let out a choked moan at the feel of your soft, tiny fingers around him.

Not wanting to make you do all the work Hobi reached down to your clothed sex under your skirt and pushed your panties to the side, revealing your sopping pussy to the breeze. He ran his middle finger up and down your wet slit causing you to shudder in the feeling.

He slid his finger into your pussy and slowly started moving, your moans had become incoherent and your head had slumped into his neck. You still pumped his cock as best as you could, running your finger over his slit and smiling internally at the way he shuddered. Hobi’s fingers were sliding in and out of you at a tortuous pace, your pussy becoming wetter by the second.

“Do you wanna come Y/N? Come on sweetheart you gotta tell me, you wanna come, don’t you?” All you could do was nod and whine against his neck, too shy to speak real words. “Be a good girl sweetie, use your words,” he urged you on.

“I want your cock in me Hobi please, I want it so bad. Please fuck me baby.” You blushed at the filthy words leaving your mouth but you were too turned on to be embarrassed at this point.

“Really? Here?” You could hear the amusement in his voice.

“Yes please, I want you so bad.”

“Out here in an open field? Anybody could catch us. But you like that thought, don’t you? You’re such a dirty little girl.” Hobi was grinning, you could hear it in his tone but all you could do was whine and moan and pray that he would have mercy on you. His fingers had fastened their pace and your pussy felt raw at the sheer speed he held.

You felt yourself edging closer and closer to orgasm when suddenly, and painfully your husband stilled his motions and pulled his fingers out of you. You let out a whine of betrayal, “Hobiii!! That’s not fair! I was so close please, why did you stop?!” You could hear how childish you sounded but you really, really hated being edged and Hoseok knew that.

“M’sorry baby, you were really going at it on my cock and I was close too. And I’d rather cum inside you right now than anywhere else. You want my cock, don’t you?”

You nodded, feeling pathetically close to tears.

“Okay then lay down for me, sweetheart.”

You nodded again and laid back and opened your legs for Hoseok to slide your skirt and panties down. He pulled off his jeans and there he stood, kneeling between your legs in all his glory. Cock standing tall and proud and leaking precum, sweat beading his neck lightly and fingers in his mouth sucking off your juices.

He let out a moan of appreciation, “So sweet for me. So wet and all for me, only for me.” You preened under his praise and in a moment of impatience wrapped your legs around his waist, heels digging into his plush ass, pulling him close to your centre.

Hoseok chuckled at your demanding nature but obviously did not deny you any longer. He was worried if you were kept away from an orgasm anymore you might actually start weeping on his dick, and he didn’t want your first time together as husband and wife to be a Y/N cry fest.

He ran his head up and down your slit, rubbing against your clit and sending pleasure from your sensitive nub to every nerve in your body. He kept at it for a few moments when in one sudden and fluid motion he entered you and slammed into you with his entire length.

You felt full.

Full of Hoseok, his scent, your senses dulled due to the overload of pleasure and stimulation. Pleasure sparking in your belly, your cunt clenching around his thick cock buried deep inside you.

“Stop doing that or I’m gonna cum,” he chided. You stayed like that, connected, for what felt like minutes but were probably just a few seconds. You grew increasingly impatient and started squirming around on his cock. He grabbed your thighs in a punishing grip, sure to leave bruises, in an effort to still you.

And then brutally he started moving. “You like that, huh? You like when I’m buried balls deep inside your soft little cunt. You’re such a little slut, but it’s okay as long as you’re my slut.”

“Mmm Hobi please go faster! I wanna cum Hobi pleasee.” You would have cringed at how whiney you sounded another time but right now you wanted to cum and you were set on getting what you wanted.

He was hovering over you, giving you slow, deep strokes touching all the right spots inside you. His arms enclosing your face, creating a cage on both sides he leaned down to your face and kissed you tenderly with all the love and affection he couldn’t express in words. His tongue brushed against your bottom lip, thrusts getting faster and more brutal as his mouth went lower, painting your neck bright shades of red and purple.

He sucked and licked at your collarbone, mouthing and nipping at the soft skin at the base of your neck. “You’re my pretty little wife, my good girl. Gonna fuck a baby into you now that you’re my wife. You want my cum inside you, don’t you? Want my cum dripping down your pretty cunt?”

His words took you by surprise, not expecting his breeding kink to show up this time but welcoming it nonetheless. “Ah Hoseok, yes! Yes, yes, yes please I’m so close please!”

His stamina and pace was almost inhuman, sweat dripping down his brows and hair, you could tell he was close and waiting for you to cum before him.

In a swift motion his hand came down to your clit and rubbed furiously, pleasure spiking through your stomach and lighting every vein on fire. Your sex was burning with pain and pleasure, a combination Hoseok had mastered well. You felt the hot ribbon of pleasure tighten in your belly.

It got taut, being pulled on by your lover and then like an explosion bursting in you, your orgasm arrived. Creaming Hoseok’s cock with your juices you spasmed around his thrusting dick, he was about to cum any second now.

Dirty words and promises of everlasting love intertwining as they reached your ears, barely coherent. “Gonna cum in you baby girl, gonna give you my seed. I’m so close.”

And then with a spontaneous groan of pleasure, Hoseok was cumming inside your raw cunt. You could feel the white hot ropes of his cum shoot inside your walls, painting you with his seed. He slumped down with exhaustion, head resting on your neck. A soft voice, “I love you Y/N. I’m glad you’re my wife.”

“I’m glad I’m your wife too Hobi.” You smiled at the irony. Tender words exchanged while his cum dripped out of you.

Husband wife tangled together on top of a hill, bathed in the sunset glow, naked for anyone’s prying eyes to see but still not caring because you were together.

You were together. 

That’s the kind of relationship you had. No embarrassment was embarrassing enough, no location risky enough, no promise challenging enough when you two were together.

Plus, sex on a hill is a pretty solid outcome when two crazies are utterly in love.

a/n: this was so much softer than i thought it would be but omg i love this so much!!! hobi is such an under appreciated member and husband!hoseok gets me wet in the eyes AND the panties so its a necessity. i hope you enjoyed this one!!! mwah💘💘💘

[impala666]

But I’m Here Now- Bucky Barnes

Hope you all like this. TBH I was a teeny bit tipsy when I wrote this. Enjoy!

Sorry, not sorry. This doesn’t go with the fic, but he just looks so good.

Imagine waking up to Bucky after Endgame and confiding in him 

Your eyes slowly began to flutter as the sunshine began to sneak its way underneath your eyelids. Next was your surroundings that were causing you to be more alert.

It had been a long time since you had shared a bed with anyone. To sleep or for any other thing. It had been five years in fact. Five years since he was snapped away with all of the others. As soon as that thought passed through your brain your eyelids snapped themselves open, and immediately fell to the sleeping man beside you. 

His shoulder length brown hair was in a chaggy mess, and his eyelashes brushed against his cheeks as he dreamed. You let out an uncontrolled sigh of relief just knowing that he was back and that he was back with you; he didn’t fade away overnight. It always amazed you how sweet he was to you, the others, and even the strangers around him just considering everything he has gone through; which was a lot. It was more than you could bare after he told you, even though he had been the one to go through all of these tortures through out his very long life. But it was true, everything Bucky had gone through you shook you to your very core. But you didn’t say anything: you never said anything to about it. He still had nightmares, so why should you complain and confide in him for his own terrors that are still keeping him up at night. You were the rock in his life, just like he was for you. Besides, you were just blessed and thankful for whatever force brought this man into your life; even if it was aliens that try to destroy the world.

Without any thought of your own, you reached up a hand and brushed the stray hair out of his face. Just with in that touch he was awake, ever since the war in ‘45 he had been a light sleeper. He let out a small morning grunt and wrapped his flesh arm around you, and lightly pulled you into his side while you turned to rest your head on his chest. “Morning,” you lightly moaned in your morning voice. 

“Morning, doll,” Bucky brought his lips to your forehead and you felt his lips curl into a small smile. “Oh, I missed you.” He whispered as his fingers softly ran up and down your back. 

“You missed me?” You chuckled. “You have no idea how much I missed you, these last five years were horrible.” You quickly closed your eyes trying to keep your tears at bay. But you felt both flesh and metal arms wrap around you tightly, Bucky was giving you the comfort that you always gave him when he woke up with a nightmare. You knew that he could sense your shift of emotions from your sudden silence. Then you felt your tears sneak out without your control. “God,” you broke apart from him and sat up against the headboard and quickly wiped the tears away from your face. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be doing this. You were the one that got snapped away.” You tried to stop, but the more you spoke the faster the tears fell.  When you looked up you expected to see Bucky with a pitiful look or an annoyed look. But when you looked up you saw him smiling, with a look in his eyes that told you that he adored you. 

“You know something,” Bucky started, sitting up himself, and pulling you into his chest making you feel safe and loved. “You don’t ever, and I mean ever have to apologize about wanting or needing to talk about the stuff that’s going on in that beautiful head of yours, you hear me?” He asked as he wiped the tears from your cheeks, making you smile and peck his lips in return as thanks. “You wanna know what being snapped away was like?”

“What was it like,” your lips curved into a nervous smile after your repeated what he asked. Earning you a loving pinch to the side. 

“Nothing,” he shook his bed head. “As soon as that purple freak, Thanos snapped his fingers, it was like I was nothing. Like I didn’t exist. Now, I don’t think I even want to imagine what it was like for you. I mean if someone just made you disappear, I don’t even know what I’d do.” What Bucky said was making you cry just a tiny bit more. “Do you wanna talk about it?” He wiped the tears again and pull you even closer if that was even possible.

“Honestly, after you were gone and Thanos was gone I felt like I lost a huge chunk of myself. I mean, Steve actually had to carry me to the quinjet and I don’t exactly remember but I think I stayed in bed for six months. The only people I would talk to were Steve mostly, and sometimes Nat. Mostly because they were the only people that were in the building because of, you know.” You reached over for the metal hand that rested on his lap and laced your fingers with him, his metal thumb brushing the back of your hand. Giving you the courage you needed to continue speaking. “Then for the next few years I just kind of drifted, I’d never really go out unless Nat or Steve made me. After that I slowly tried to get back in the game just to make sure I was still doing things, but it felt like I just did it so that Natasha and Steve would leave me alone, but while I was going on missions and everything I completed them the way I always would. But while I was doing it the whole time I just felt like I was stuck in mud. Then finally, finally Scott Lang came back with his Quantum Realm idea and finally gave me hope. Then Bruce snapped his fingers after we got the stones, but after everything I kind of had a hard time believing it, especially when Thanos came back. But then I saw you walk out of that magic circle thing that Dr. Strange made, there was my hope, and I knew that everything was going to be okay. But then Tony snapped his fingers and passed, but I had you back by my side. So I knew that it was gonna be okay.” When you had finished speaking you felt like a huge weight had lifted off of your chest. Bucky’s hand made its way under your chin and lifted your face up so that he could press his lips to yours, fully and completely, so that he could take your pain away. He held your face with so much care, it made you feel like the most important and beautiful woman in the world.

“I am so sorry that you had to go through that.” Bucky mumbled as he pulled away from you.

“But you’re here now,” you smiled at him. Deciding to look on the bright side of things. Being that you had the love of your life.

“But I’m here now,” Bucky smiled at you before lending you one more kiss. 

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🍼 🏡 ❔- Bash ❔ - Bastard

@irenefondorn ohhoho getting an early start on planning our monolith aren’t we? xD Buckle up this is gonna be a long one

🍼 Does your OC have any children or want children? What names would they pick? Are they good with kids or a complete disaster?

I mean he has Ellia of course in the way that we’ve all wholesale adopted her as our daughter despite literally any alternative probably having been a better plan. xD Honestly, though, before Ellia Bash didn’t have much experience with young children and thought he was the kind of person who didn’t want children/to be around children much but now he’s not as sure. He loves Ellia to pieces and, while he doubts he’d particularly wants kids of his own, wouldn’t be opposed to being around kids more in the future. With Ellia as his only measure I honestly couldn’t say but I think he’d be okay with most kids though not great, Bash’s default is sarcasm and silence which doesn’t always work out great with kids.

🏡 Describe your OCs ideal house! Give us a tour around! What’s their garden like? Their bedroom? Kitchen? Where is it and how many people live there?

Ohhh never thought about it tbh I’ve never pictured Bash settled down in one place for long. I think something fairly small and cozy, near a decent sized town but still a little removed with as nice a kitchen as he can manage and a small garden just outside split between cooking and medicinal plants. A small shed-like building a bit separated to be used as a workspace for creating poultices/other mundane remedies as well as doubling as a kind of medic station if people come needing healing. The smallest room in the house would be his bedroom, comfortable but fairly barren - only really used to sleep - but every spare surface around the house would be filled with books. 

And, of course, there would be enough room set aside to host all of the Silver Tongues if they came by. Or lived there. 

❓ A random fact or short drabble! Or make up your own question to ask the OC!

“Why did I even wake up this morning?”

With a groan that was as much annoyance as it was pain Bash rolled over onto his back, dislodging a veritable avalanche of dust and pebbles from his clothes, and assessed his situation. A glance up at the steep side of the ravine – from which he’d oh so gracefully plummeted – made him think he was lucky he hadn’t broken anything. Bruised to the abyss and back, sure, but a quick stretch confirmed he gotten nothing worse than a few scratches from the fall.

A blessing given he now had to find a way back out of the ravine and to the Enclave before Leal realized he was missing.

This groan was entirely annoyance but there was nothing to do for it but get up and get moving.

Back on his feet he shook his hair out of his eyes – the leather band he’d tied the chin length strands back with must of come off in the fall. He looked around hoping to spot it amongst the scree but his attention was instead diverted by a hint of movement near a small boulder a dozen feet away.

He froze in place – there were a lot of things more dangerous than a gangly teenage half-orc in these mountains after all – but when nothing appeared howling for his blood after a long moment he cautiously made his way closer rather than away, his curiosity beating out common sense.

‘What else was new,’ a dark part of his mind whispered. He batted it away like an annoying fly.

At the base of the boulder, mostly hidden in its shadow, was a half-grown lynx laid out limply with dark red blood matted into the fur of its back where sizable talons had raked across in search of a meal. Only the sporadic twitch of its tail gave lie to the appearance of death the creature exuded.

Of course that too would still before long, the lynx wouldn’t survive the night if Bash had to guess.

The smart thing to do would be to ignore the cat and get started on finding a way out of this hole he’d found himself in, if he moved quickly he might even make it back before dinner, but almost without intending to he found himself instead kneeling next to it.

He sighed at himself, trying to ignore the thought of damnably patient gray eyes that had prodded him forward.

“This isn’t even going to work.” He grumbled, not that there was anyone here to hear him besides the pain-dazed animal. Still he gently laid his hand on the least damaged bit of cat he could find, closed his eyes, and tried to focus like Leal always instructed him to. ‘Focus on Mishakal, reach out to her and ask that she grant you the power you need. Let her grace flow through you, see it knitting the flesh back together-’

He recited the lesson in his mind, eyes scrunched shut and reaching with everything he had.

Nothing.

He opened his eyes, jaw clenched as he pulled his hand back from the still-dying cat. He’d failed, just another failure in a long line of them – a lifetime of them – but this time there was no one there to fix what was broken.

His eyes burned and he angrily blinked back the tears.

‘This is stupid of course I couldn’t do it. I don’t know why Leal would even think I cou-’ His breath caught as a flash of unnatural warmth flared in his chest, a faint tingling of magic he’d only even been on the receiving end of.

He looked down in shock at his hands as faint sparks of blue light danced over his fingers and, before he could think his way into messing this up, pressed his hands back to the lynx’s side.

The blue magic slid from his fingers to the lynx, sinking into its skin. Almost immediately the gouges stopped bleeding and slowly began to close, new skin blooming over wounds like they’d been healing for weeks.

Finally the magic died away again, the flesh under his hands now whole, leaving him kneeling – tired but strangely light – next to the cat.

“I did it?” He whispered disbelievingly to himself, thoughtlessly scooping the lynx up for a better look. “I did i- ow!”

A shock of pain sliced down the left side of his face and he instinctively dropped the cat who’d clawed him. Luckily she seemed more interested in getting away from him then doing more damage, jumping out of reach with a threatening hiss.

“You’re welcome.” He grumbled under his breath, pressing his sleeve up against the gashes across his eyebrow to staunch the bleeding as the lynx gave a displeased twitch of her tail and started to scramble up the rock face with a dignity he could never hope to duplicate.

Still, despite the fresh blood streaming down his cheek, Bash felt his lips twitch up in the first genuine smile he’d felt in a long time.

Maybe today hadn’t been so bad after all.

❓ A random fact or short drabble! Or make up your own question to ask the OC!

Lathander, despite being a bit of a stone cold bastard, really loves his mother. After his piece of shit dad died and he started getting more caught up in some of the more illegal dealings of his hometown, he’d saved up a decent bit of money and used it to buy his mom a place in a small town a ways away from the city where she could safely retire without getting caught up in dangerous dealings but also where she would have the security of knowing she would never be kicked back out onto the streets, something neither of them had ever had before.

[zxanthe]

make me hurt. a sad kiss.

..i meant to qualify that with a ship but tbh it's more fun to see what inspires you, so do your worst >:)

welp. this sort of ran away from me. i’d been meaning to write something based on this for a long time now, and your prompt gave me the perfect starting place haha. thanks madi!

(homestuck, dave/jade, ~1k, prompt from here. under the cut for length)

There is a vast black space yawning in her chest. It’sgotten to the point that most days she can drown it out with exercise andhomework and her latest pet project, but at night when she’s all alone in a bedthat’s too big for one person in a room where once upon a time that emptyinside her was filled up with stars, with entire galaxies, with whole andperfect universes –

(Loneliness is nothingnew to Jade Harley. When she first arrived on the mainland, everything was soloud and close and immediate, demanding her attention, constantly in her face.The kids in school would eye her and call her names and whisper about her whenthey thought she wasn’t listening and sometimes when they thought she was, allbecause they did not know what to make of her, wild-haired too-clever islandgirl who knew nothing of their ways and did not seem to care)

– she breaks. Her hand will reach across the covers forsomeone who isn’t there, and then she’s kneeling on the floor with her faceburied in an old shirt of his, shivering, weeping quietly, because her bestfriend is gone and she knows he’s never coming back.

(They met in college.He was studying film and she was studying physics and when he heard her playingher bass in the park he put a hundred dollars in her tip jar at the end of herperformance and asked her out to dinner. She found out that his name was DaveStrider and he liked sick beats and shitty comics, and he made her laugh morethan anyone ever had)

After three weeks, she files a missing person report. A partof her goes cold wondering if she’s waited too long and another part tells herthat she’s overreacting, that of course he’ll be back, he’s fine. But he hasn’tpicked up his phone in twenty-two days. It’s an extravagantly craptastic flipphone that’s at least a decade old; he has it because this shit is ironic as hell harley cmon look at it its fuckin glorious.It is never off his person for long. Shewonders if there’s even enough space left on it to store all the messages she’sleft.

(After a year theymove in together. With their combined incomes, they’re able to rent a crampedone-bedroom apartment near downtown. The kitchen is outdated and the furnitureis probably older than they are, but the view is amazing and it’s theirs. Every morning they’d walk together to thesubway station and go to school and every evening Jade would sit on the benchand wait the extra twenty minutes for Dave and together they’d walk home,clasped hands swinging between them)

Dave Strider was always precisely on time. To him, beingearly was uncool and being late was straight up disrespectful. That firstnight, when the subway doors opened and he didn’t come out, she’d called him.It had gone straight to voicemail. Frowning, she’d waited another fifteenminutes for the next train before walking home alone, figuring that maybe he’dhad to stay late studying and his phone had died. Or something. But Jade couldn’tshake the oily disquiet from the back of her mind and it only grew when he didn’tcome back the next night, or the next night, or the next. Disquiet turned toworry turned to a dark and hopeless sort of grief. Every night, she waited forhim, and every night that he didn’t come out of the train took a little moreout of her. She saw his face on the news and wanted to weep. She didn’t knowwhat else to do but drive around the city at night, searching for him, puttingup posters on telephone poles and internet forums. More than anything in theworld, she missed him.

They find the body three months after he disappeared.

Dave had missed his train and decided to walk home instead.His old flip phone had given up at last and so he couldn’t call for help whenthe car appeared out of nowhere and slammed into him, sending him flying.Instead of calling an ambulance, the driver dumped his body in the tall weedsunder the overpass. He died cold and alone and in pain. They still don’t know whodid it. When they told Jade all this she’d sat there numbly. When she arrivedback at the apartment, she’d curled up into a ball and wept.

(In her dreams hecomes home in the late afternoon, when thick golden sunlight pours through thewindows of the apartment and lights the city up so bright it’s almost blinding.She’s studying, or cooking dinner, or tinkering on some fantastic, impossiblemachine and she looks up and he’s walking through the doorway, plonking hisgear down on the table as if he was never gone. The joy she feels at the sightof him is indescribable, brighter than the sunlight pooling on the floor,lighter than the dust motes dancing in the beams. When she flings herself intohis waiting arms it’s like coming home. sup harley, he’ll murmur in her ear, wow hey stop crying im here im home now. His mouth is warm and soft and tastes sortof like apples and mostly like salt and she always wakes with the taste of himbright on her tongue)

She gets her doctorate. She moves to a different city andtakes a different train, but she always waits an extra twenty minutes aftergetting off. It feels wrong not to, she supposes. Dave would think it’s silly,but she gets the feeling that somewhere, somehow, he appreciates it all thesame.

[miamly-blog]

An Old Fashioned Wedding. (Shallura)

( Tbh this was inspired by my cousins wedding and a song from Annie Get Your Gun. Send help. Enjoy ^o~ ) (omg their vows i simply cant even )

                                         Location: Altea ( Outside )

              Shiro wasn’t prepared for this. Well, sure he was, he had gotten the rings, proposed, chose colors, helped design, chose a best man, invited guests, and all of the ususal things that come with a wedding. But nothing could prepare him for the moment his future wife would walk down the isle. For now though, all he could do is wait.

               Allura took deep breathes. She wasn’t quite sure why she was so nervous. It could be because when she walks out there, everyone will be watching her, no, thats not the type of person she was, she thought to herself. What about because shes about to become Queen Allura of Altea, hardly, she thought to herself. Then it could possibly be because a wedding only happens once, most likely, she thought, attempting to put her mind at ease. She shook her head. Coran, who she was locked arms with, looked over to her.  He was dressed in a tight fited drees shirt + pants, a blue vest and purple bow tie, with a purple hankercheif in his vest pocket. “Princess, are you feeling alright?”, he asked, more solemly than usual. Coran was obviously an emotional mess. He had been worrying about Allura all day. His pupils were shrunk as if he was frghtened everytime something little, like a flower falling out of her hair, or a loose thread on her dress. Everytime something like a tear of joy, or a soft smile from Allura turned him into a mushy mess. After all, Allura asked him to wallk her down the isle and give her away, like her father would have done. Its what he would have wanted, she insisted. “Im fine Coran. Really.”, she said, forming a warm smile. Coran gave her a big hug with a kiss on the forehead, he started getting mushy again as the hug ended. She wiped a tear from his eye. “Thank you. For everything you’ve done.”, she smiled as they re-locked arms. “No Allura, thank you.” , he smiled back. 

               The music, played by the alien residents of Altea, a soft violin/piano/harp, arrangement. At the end of the isle, under the archway, a beautiful  (light)blue/purple/pink/white flower decorate archway for that matter, stood Shiro, whom was dressed in a fitted longsleeve dress shirt with an elegant purple vest, long blue tie, black dress pants, and a red altean flower (Allura’s favorite) in his pocket,  waiting for his bride. Next to the archway on Shiro’s side, stood Keith, Shiro’s best man. Keith was dressed in a loosely fitted half sleeve dress shirt, purple vest, blue bandanna, black kahkis, and the same red flower, his hair was also tied back in a ponytail. Lance was the first to walk through the curtains, he wore a purple vest, blue suspendors, a blue bow tie, loose fitted halfsleeve dress shirt , black kahkis, and flower. In his hands he held Allura’s ring in a small wooden box. Keith narrowed his eyes at lance to warn him (scilently) not to drop the ring (or so help me god ill-). Behind Lance, was Hunk. Hunk was dressed in the same outfit as Keith with a blue ascot instead of a bandanna. In his hands, he held a small wooden box containing Shiro’s ring. He smiled as he walked. Lance was actually tearing up. When they both got to the end and stood next to Keith, the music got louder and softer in tone. Next out, would be Pidge. All of the Paladins wondered what she would look like, almost as much as Allura, for none of them had seen either all day. Pidge walked out throwing pink, purpple, blue, and white petals on the ground as she walked. Pidge, to everyones surprise, was dawning a light purple, knee length dress, with a waistband decorated with pink, blue, purple, and white flowers. Her dress had two arm fringes on each side, one ontop of the shoulder and one hanging slightly below it. On her head, shhe wore a flower crown with color quardenated flowers + clear crystals. On her feet, she wore simple white flats. Everyone started at her as she threw a snarky smiled to the boys as if to say “look at me, i did it, in your face”, the last part directed towards lance mostly…

                       After Pidge reached the end of the isle and got into her spot opposite oof Keith, the curtain opened again. This time, Allura and Coran walked out. Allura dawned a magnnificent white dress, with sheer flowing arms and a lace bodice. The skirt was plain, yet beautiful, and draped down her sides, with a beauutiful long train in the back. The belt was covered in white flowers and clear crystals. Her hair was in her natural up-do with flowers embedded into her hair. In her free hand, she held a large bouquet of mostly purple and blue, with the occasiional pink, white, or pearl. Coran was tearing up as he lead her to the front of the isle. Allura smiled at Shiro who was in awe of her, even though all thats changed is her outfiit, which he could care less about looks anyway. Lance was already tearing up, as well as Pidge and Hunk. They all smiled though. When they reached the front of the isle, the music faded away. Allura looked over to the mushy Coran who was trying to compose himself enough to speak properly. “Oh Coran, don’t cry.” , she said as he wiped his tears. “Awws” could be heard from the audience as Coran began to speak. “I now give this woman to this man, as her father figure.”, he sated with a smile as he let Allura go to Shiro. Coran walked up to the stand as Allura handed her bouquet off to Pidge and joined hands with Shiro. All of the Paladins besides Keith and Shiro, were now teary-eyed. Squeaks of crying could be hear from the mice who sat in the audience. The wedding party giggled and Shiro wiped an upcoming tear from his brides eye. They all smiled. “You look stunning.”, Shiro whispered.

                 “We gather here today to see this man, and this woman, be joined in holy matromony. Today, we will witness two becoming one, to share a life, a love, hope, friendship, children, family, together as one. Love is the ultimate bond. One that cannot be forced, wished, or forged. Love, is a bond that cannot be broken. Love, is a beautiful thing. And Ladies and Gents, this, is love.”, Coran took a break to wipe his eyes and blow his nose with his hankercheif. Giggles were heard all around. He continued, “We will now hear the vows, starting with the bride.”. “Shiro, when we first met, I never would have dreamed we would have been here oone day. I thought that we would never be anything more than paladin and princess. But I was very wrong. I vow, to keep you safe, to provide for you, to agree with you, to love you, to stay with you as long as we live. I love you Shiro.”, She said as she squeezed his hand. Pidge wiped her tears. Lance and Hunk were both bawling. It was Shiro’s turn now. “Allura, you have taught me so many things. In thhe begining, you had us all focus on bonding with our lions. But, love, is a stronger bond that any lion bond i’ve even seen. Even Keith’s.-”, Keith quickly wiped away a single tear. “-I vow to hold you, protect you, care for you, listen to you, and stay beside you. I love you.”. Litteraly everyoone had shed a tear by the time Shiro finished, even Keith. “Allura, do you take this man to be your husband?”, “Yes, I do.”, “Shiro, do you take this woman to be your wife?” , “Yes, I do.”, “By the power invested in me by the planet of Altea, I now pronounce you, husband and wife, AND, King and Queen of Altea! You may now kiss the bride.” , Coran said gleefully. Shiro and Allura share a kiss as the guests and wedding party started cheering. 

Mr and Mrs 

                                                   ~*~ *BONUS*~*~

 “3…..2….1~!”, Allura yelled as she threw the bouquet of flowers behind her. 

Pidge missed, but her lion caught it. “Im marrying my computer anyway

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The wedding party chuckled as Shiro nervously hunted for the wedding garter under Allura’s dress. They were both clearly embarressed that Shiro was looking too high. 

“3…2..1!”, Shiro yelled as he threw the garter behind him.

“No way! Keiith dosen’t deserve to get laid before me!” , Lance yelled, as Keith was the one who caught the garter, mostly because he didn’t want Lance to catch it and brag abaout it.

( Please send me some feedback on this!! I was gonna doo the full reception and have a scene from the honeymoon as a bonus but im pretty tired >o< , I might do it in the future though if this works out lol. I really wish I could draw the garter bonus lol curse my non existent artistic abilities! )