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[itsnesss]

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii :D

I'm sorry if this request is super long and detailed, but I was wondering if you could write a story with (hear me out) Thanos notices reader he thinks she's cute like a rabbit but reader is in a relationship with player 333 she enters the squid games trying to help out her bf but finds out he also joined and that he used to go out with player 222 and that 222 is pregnant with his baby. She feels hurt and asks him to justify himself he tells her he will, but "now is not the time" and he keeps trying to get closer with his ex she feels hurt but tries to be cool abt it. And that's when Thanos tries getting closer to her he convinces her to join his group and 333 is annoyed at her asking to justify her actions and that's when Thanos tells him to "f off" and he gets annoyed at him.

So Thanos to piss him off even more he kisses the reader in front of 33 and starts getting a little handsy with her then tells him to excuse him and his new gf and then boom NSFW with reader asking Thanos to tell her he loves her or what he likes abt her (just reader trying to know if she's rlly loved or not)

It's okay if you don't want to!!! Also, thank u if you read this!!! ＼(^^)／

𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 | thanos (player 230) × fem!reader

summary | the request. betrayed by myung-gi, you find unexpected comfort and passion with thanos

warnings | implicit and psychological violence, mention of survival, infidelity and betrayal, emotional tension, smut, explicit content, oral sex (fem!receives), p in v, semi-public

word count | 2.0 k

author's note | it would help me a lot if you liked, commented and reposted so that more people read what I write and don't forget to follow me, thanks ᡣ𐭩

The smell of blood and fear permeated the air of the shared dormitory as the players tried to sleep amidst watchful vigilance and distrust. You sat against the wall, watching as Myung-gi, your boyfriend, argued with a nearby group about strategies. Your relationship with him had been a beacon during your financial struggles, a reason to keep going when everything seemed to fall apart. Yet, something about his behavior lately had changed.

You didn’t realize someone else had been watching you from across the room. Thanos, the chaotic rapper with a silver tongue, kept his eyes fixed on you, his thoughts flowing as quickly as his improvised rhymes.

"She’s cute," he murmured to himself, running a hand through his messy hair. There was something about the way you bit your lower lip while deep in thought that made him pause. Something different. Something real.

That night, after the next game was announced, you tried to approach Myung-gi. You had entered the game for him, to save him from his mistakes and arrogance. But when you found him, he was whispering something to Player 222, a young woman with a round face and tired eyes. You stopped as you caught a fragment of their conversation.

"Why didn’t you tell me before?" Myung-gi asked in a low voice.

"Do you think it was easy for me?" she replied, visibly emotional, her hand stroking her belly.

A chill ran down your spine as you understood what that meant. The confrontation was inevitable.

"What’s going on here, Myung-gi," you asked, trying to stay calm as your eyes darted between him and Player 222.

He sighed, visibly uncomfortable.

"She and I… we had something before this. It’s not what you think."

"It’s not what I think? What’s that supposed to mean? Why didn’t you tell me she’s pregnant?" Your voice rose, but you tried to avoid drawing the other players’ attention.

"I’ll explain everything, but now’s not the time."

"You always say that. What am I supposed to do while you…?" You trailed off, unable to continue as you saw his attention shift back to 222. He was worried about her, not you.

The pain in your chest was unbearable, but you decided not to show it. You walked away, finding a corner where you could breathe.

That’s where Thanos found you. He sat down next to you with the confidence of someone who had always relied on fast-talking to survive.

"That guy’s an idiot," he said softly, almost a whisper, but filled with conviction.

"Stay out of it, Thanos," you tried to sound firm, but he just laughed.

"Come on, girl. I’m good at reading people, and he’s not worth it. Join my group. I promise I won’t betray you like he did."

His words, as ridiculous as they seemed, carried weight. There was something refreshing about his unfiltered honesty, something that made you consider his proposal. When you nodded slowly, he grinned widely, as if he had won the most important game.

Later, when Myung-gi saw you with Thanos, his face darkened. He approached quickly, crossing the room with long, aggressive strides.

"What are you doing with this clown?" he snapped at you, glaring at Thanos with disdain.

Thanos stood up, positioning himself between you and Myung-gi.

"Clown, huh? At least I don’t have secret babies running around."

"Shut up!" Myung-gi shouted, stepping forward, but Thanos didn’t back down.

"Why don’t you go to hell instead?" Thanos shot back with an insolent grin. Before Myung-gi could respond, Thanos turned to you and, without warning, kissed you.

The kiss was brief but intense, a declaration as brazen as he was. Myung-gi stood frozen, his fists trembling with rage.

"Forgive us," Thanos said, wiping his mouth with his thumb as he looked back at him, "me and my new girlfriend."

The air in the room grew tense, the other players watching in silent interest. You were speechless, caught between Myung-gi’s humiliation and Thanos’s defiant attitude. Although you hated to admit it, a small part of you felt vindicated.

When Myung-gi walked away, muttering something you couldn’t hear, Thanos shrugged and glanced at you sideways.

"See? Problem solved."

"You’re an idiot," you said, but you couldn’t help a faint smile.

Thanos noticed the curve of your lips and, as if he had received the green light, leaned in toward you again. This time the kiss was longer, deeper, more intentional. You felt his hand gently glide across your cheek, and despite the chaos surrounding you, the world stood still for a moment.

When his lips parted from yours, he looked at you with that spark of amusement and audacity that never seemed to fade.

"Want to get out of here?" he whispered.

You nodded without much thought. Something in the intensity of his eyes made you forget everything else.

The two of you walked toward the bathrooms, ignoring the curious gazes of the other players. As soon as you crossed the door and he closed it behind you, he gently pinned you against the wall. His lips found yours again, and this time there was nothing to hold back the electricity between you.

"You know you drive me crazy, right?" he murmured against your neck, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine.

"Thanos... this is insane," you said, but your hands were already gripping his shirt.

"My whole life has been insane. You’re the only thing that makes sense now."

Your breath quickened when his hand slid over your chest. The fear and adrenaline of the game mixed with the heat spreading through your body. You wanted him to take you to the limit, you wanted him to make you forget everything that had happened.

"Talk to me," you pleaded, arching your back as his fingers found your nipples.

"I want to see you," he whispered, caressing your skin through your clothes.

You nodded with a moan when he moved aside to take off your blouse and bra. His gaze fixed on your breasts, his breathing visibly quickening.

"So beautiful..." he murmured, biting his lips. His fingers caressed your nipples again, this time without the barrier of clothing, and the pleasure made you moan.

"Go on" you pleaded.

"You have no idea what you're doing to me, do you?" he said, removing your pants and panties in one swift motion.

Before you could respond, he knelt in front of you and kissed your sex. Your body shuddered in surprise, but the surprise was quickly replaced by desire. His lips and tongue traced circles over your clitoris, sending waves of heat through your body.

"That's how I like it" he gasped, raising his eyes to meet yours. The intensity of his gaze made you feel as if your entire body was on fire.

"Say it again," you pleaded in a whisper.

"Like this. Me. Like." he repeated softly, each word accompanied by a kiss on your sex.

You felt on the edge, about to burst. Your breathing was shallow, but his fingers wouldn't let you stop. They caressed you firmly, quickly, until you could no longer bear it. Your body tensed, the muscles tightening in waves that coursed through your entire body. The orgasm was so intense that it enveloped your entire body from head to toe.

He stood up while you were still swaying in his arms, watching you with a satisfied smile.

"Do you like it this way?" he asked in a soft, almost inaudible voice.

"Yes" you answered without thinking. "Yes, yes..."

"Yes?" repeated Thanos, caressing your thighs with his fingers. His hands moved slowly, but his gaze was burning and dark.

"Yes, Thanos" you moaned, going to kiss his lips fiercely.

He responded with equal passion, kissing you breathless. His fingers caressed your thighs, moving up towards the sex that was still trembling with pleasure.

"Do you have any idea how much I desire you?" he whispered, kissing your breasts with an intensity that made you gasp.

You nodded, wanting more from him. Thanos responded by quickly removing his clothes, showing you his erection. You felt wet at the sight of him, wanting to feel him inside you.

"I want to feel you," you pleaded in a low voice.

Thanos nodded, positioning himself between your thighs. Your sex tensed in anticipation of the contact. He kissed you with a hoarse whisper as he penetrated you. The pain of the first contact mixed with pleasure as he began to move inside you.

"I love how you feel," he gasped, caressing your thighs as he penetrated you.

The sight of his face flushed with pleasure was the last straw. You couldn't take it anymore, and a second orgasm enveloped you. Your sex closed around him, enveloping him in waves of pleasure. Thanos shouted your name as he came inside you, his body trembling against yours.

The room seemed to spin around you as your breathing normalized. Thanos held you firmly against his body, kissing your forehead with a satisfied whisper.

"It was incredible," he said. You make me feel alive, like I've never felt before.

You nodded silently, feeling the warmth of his embrace against your skin.

"I'm going to get you out of here," he promised, his eyes shining with a conviction that surprised you. I swear.

[sakasakiii]

Every time I see your art it makes my day brighter. Glad to hear you're doing well!

hi hi hello!!!! thanks for checking in, anons, and for the kind words!!! im doing great, though im predicting ill be a bit busy in the weeks to come, so i hope you wont mind me if i slowly slink back into posting less and less OTL I've still got a few proper pieces to be posted per my usual time, but im gonna do my best to answer more asks in-between!! anon 1, i hope your day is even brighter than how you made mine when you sent in that ask <333

here's a quick sketch of tyelpe and annatar as requested :D anon 2, im so sorry for taking so long to get to this but im absolutely flattered to hear you like my art!! most of my gallery is filled with the works of artists i study, but its a foreign concept for me to consider that my art is potentially saved in someone else's?!... im not quite sure how to put it to words.... 😭😭thank you again aaarrghhh;;;;;

its been too long since i drew these two so.... redesigned buffer tyelpe finally gets his own piece :D thank you again anons!!! i hope you both have a wonderful rest of your week! ❤️

[gummysharklover]

TOLERATE IT !

summary: ᯓ˚࿔ song number 43; based off the song tolerate it by taylor swift

notes: ᯓ˚࿔ angst D: ᯓ˚࿔ hey pookies... long time no c ᯓ˚࿔ no use of y/n ᯓ˚࿔ not proofread!

wc: ᯓ˚࿔ 479

i wait by the door like i'm just a kid use my best colors for your portrait lay the table with the fancy shit and watch you tolerate it

You set the dining room table with painstaking care, meticulously draping the cream-colored cloth over the dark stained wood. You bought his favorite wine, and your hand shakes ever so slightly as you pour it into the elegant glasses. As you position the placemats, music softly hums in the background, filling the silence that has become all too familiar in your big house.

Standing in the kitchen doorway, you fidget with the hem of your sweater as you glance at the clock for the umpteenth time in the past five minutes. Schlatt's late—again. But you harshly brush the thought aside with a forced smile as you hear his keys jingle outside.

Your heart flickers with hope as he walks in, but it's crushed as he walks past you, leaving a trail of apathy as he retreats to the bedroom. Your shoulders hunch as you walk to the room, and you try to be as quiet as possible as you rasp on the door.

"I made dinner," You whisper.

"Comin'," He responds.

Half an hour passes before he lumbers out. You both cringe at the loud screech the chair makes against your wood floors as Schlatt pulls out his chair.

"How was work?" You ask with your head bowed, picking at your food.

"Same old," He mutters, and you can see the exhaustion pooling in his frown lines.

You hum, nodding your head.

Schlatt looks up at you with an unreadable expression, "Thank you for dinner. You didn't have to go through the trouble."

Your heart squeezes, and the all too familiar feeling of dread settles in your stomach, "It wasn't trouble—at all."

And it makes you wonder if this would be trouble to him—if making a nice dinner, thoughtfully setting the table, picking up a bottle of your favorite wine, would be nothing but an inconvenience. The mere thought makes your heart knot with anxiety.

You can't sleep, and your eyes water as you watch Schlatt sleep on his side. His chest expands with each breath he takes in his sleep, and you question how he can rest so easily—so peacefully. Because you sit here, basking in sorrow, unable to doze off, and it's all because of him. All because you notice the little things. You notice how he no longer engages with you the way he used to—how you rarely see that bright smile of his. You notice how quiet he is—how he doesn't laugh like he used to. You notice how he turns away from you in his sleep, no longer holding you until he can't.

You cling to the hope that you're simply imagining this growing distance, that he'll softly declare his continued adoration for you, and that all this was due to some external factor—that he isn't falling out of love. You know he won't. So you sit in silence, watching him simply tolerate it.

thank u for reading <333, please reblog if you enjoyed! it means a lot to me :D

[rrat-king]

Smart Bricker is so important to me! Especially because my thing with the Applebees siblings is they all have at least some level of ADHD in different ways. His thoughts truly run a mile a minute there is always at least 5 things ticking around in his head. Helio gave him ADHD because he knew if he didn't Bricker would lock in so hard he'd ascend to godhood /lh. He also made Bricker grow up in a racist church because he knew if he ever linked up with Adaine and Riz nothing would ever have stakes ever because they'd have it solved like that. Give king like one Fantasy Adderall and he's so focused you're not hearing from him for days.

And like, his siblings know he's fiercely smart as well like he's on Kristen's list of the smartest people she knows. Like she fully believes (though she'd never say this to him because that's embarrassing) no matter what he wants to do with life he can do it because he has the brains for it.

The converse is that if he has no interest in something he does not even pretend to GAF. Like everyone thinks he's bad at like, math because he doesn't try at it but its like he helps C with his homework a lot and he's fine. He just doesn't like math so he sees no reason to bother. Like yknow that kid in the back of the classroom who says ''Miss when are we ever gonna need this in life??'' That's him but 1. He keeps that to himself and 2. He thinks that about math in general. He completely genuinely sees no practical application for math in life.

Arguably him being smart is what enables him to be such a smartass. He's truly that one Mulaney bit that's like ''13 year olds are the meanest people in the world because 13 year olds will make fun of you but in an accurate way, they will get to the thing you don't like about you without even looking at you for long.''

And also as a fun tidbit. I agree he's definitely gay and you'll hate me for this one but his awakening was definitely Ricky Martin. I know he watched the Livin La Vida Loca music video on loop, because he ''liked the song''. Pre-Aguefort Kristen who didn't yet know what a gay person was thought it was just because he appreciated Ricky as an artist. It was not. She figured it out a few months after starting Aguefort but decided to let him realise it first and come to her.

the ricky martin thing is killig me so so much. literally he is obsessed with him but does not get it until he Gets It and. slightly life shattering what do you mean he just likes ricky martin the average amount (no one has had to guts to tell him the average amount is so low)

he has so little interest in the things he has qualified as unimportant. literally what do you mean he is going to use the quadratic formula? magic exists that is dumb and he doesn't care (does he know the whole formula and how to do it but just refuses to cuz it's boring? absolutly). he's one of those kids that is really good at getting the class off topic but the teachers are too charmed by him to stop it which is also. so annoying to his siblings cuz by god do adults like bricker and he doesn't get in trouble for anything cuz of it.

also dude. ur so absolutely right if him and adaine and riz all got together they would truly be such an unstoppable force it's just the issue that he's still dealing with how to be normal around other races cuz he has been so programmed with fucked up info and adiane and riz both have such a low tolerence of tweens. aelwyn can take the scathing jabs cuz she can she come right back at him but riz and adaine are morally conflicted over being mean to a 13 year old which. skill issue on thier part.

sorry yeah the ricky martin thing is going to haunt me and the only thing i can think to add is that it would translate bricker having a crush on ragh if he ever met him

[ladycibia]

🤣 the gwent post kills me because its so true. Glad to see im not the only one.

I'm glad you enjoyed it! ;w; I love joking around the game mechanics and the idea of Geralt being obsessed with gwent amuses me XD

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[wickmitz]

any thoughts/opinions on vikdecai?

i don’t believe i have any complex thoughts that haven’t already been said by the community at large! mostly my opinions just correlate to a very fond i like them, since mordecai kneecapping viktor in order to save himself from having to hurt him later is really one of the first things that humanizes his character. makes you realize he’s not nearly as cold or practical as he tries leading you to believe -- a front that unravels further given his atlas obsession. and i like that! my favorite thing about mordecai is his subtle longing for the lackadaisy crew, how much he doesn’t wish to hurt them, and how venomously he loathes his current life … what he’s doing now isn’t what he wants to currently be doing, but merely what must be done for his goal, one which is already layered in lackadaisy sentiment. so his bond with viktor is important to me, given how much it highlights this inner struggle and earnest truth within his character. but then again, this can also be applied to mordecai’s relationship with mitzi, atlas, and ivy, so let me discuss them in a more romantic sense. which i’m sure is what this question is trying to get at!

romantically, i view mordecai and viktor’s dynamic as … favorable? it’s entirely plausible there were feelings there, an intimacy only they shared as men inside atlas’ arsenal, people who were entirely knowledgeable of the lackadaisy’s nasty underbelly. it’s their slaughter of people deserving and of many, many innocents that help their boss’s speakeasy run, and this violence ( this constant watching one another’s back ) would only breed closeness in spite of the horror it’s built on. and, of course, they have core things in common outside of their job and efficiency for bloodsport! like their love for family, their devotion towards those who matter most, and how out of place they equally feel on this soil - - in this world and era, where everything feels like it’s out to get them in some way or another. their ability to connect beyond their surface level traits and quirks ( mordecai and viktor are very much opposites on their surface, and they have a habit of bickering about these differences, albeit lightheartedly ) demonstrates the profoundness of what they have and what they’d do to protect it. they care for one another in little gestures, insignificant to most but in a way that truly matters to them … as they can see the genuineness in it, since they’re putting themselves into the careful actions and aren’t just doing things for politeness sake. for example, mordecai tries adorning them in matching cloth so they’re two equal halves, symmetrical, and then we have viktor who pocketed mordecai’s glasses to give him later when they were done with their mission. i like to imagine there are more things like this in their relationship! stuff that isn’t as severe as life or death, like saving your friend’s skin by a mere inch or dragging each other to a finish line every day. any of atlas’ men can offer that. it’s the extra things, done out of agency and personal desire, that bring them closer than any other regular joe on atlas’ payroll. it’s rather clear that they were close canonically, and that viktor was perhaps mordecai’s closest friend in a way that atlas could never be due to the pedestal he was constantly put upon. and while we have less insight on viktor’s feelings, i’d imagine the betrayal has never, and will never, fully heal. it is not a wound he can easily patch up, and it isn’t something one could just forget either. how can you dismiss someone who used to be your hands and eyes and ears? when you two functioned as another man’s extra body in your entirety? you may as well have shared a mind when out on the field, and that’s a closeness and a trust which is hard to lose. viktor hardly lets anyone in as is, just as anti social as his spectacles wearing companion, so to lose that in such a violent was is an unspeakable pain he bears, i’m sure. mordecai took whatever remained of his life from him with that shot. he’s permanently robbed viktor the ability to defend the last few hairs he cares to protect. his purpose is now up in the air. and all this anguish from someone he completely and utterly believed in … there is a lot of hurt, is what i’m saying. a hurt that’s too deep and life altering for it not to be supremely personal too. it’s deep and festering and viktor ignores it, and mordecai ignores it, mostly, but sometimes his paw strays near his wound and he itches at it, and it reopens the ache all over again. there is metaphor to be found there! an abandonment and a departure that leaves you bloodied from maiming or being maimed. it is very easily a multi-layered sentiment!

however, i could still take this or leave it romantically, hence my earlier statement of favorabe rather than unabashed gushing and swooning. this is a ship i like, but i don’t read mordecai as crushing on viktor per se? i’ve always viewed his extreme relationship with atlas as puppy love that’s half bred from devotion, something not entirely genuine but also still genuine enough, which makes for a nice parallel between that and rocky’s bond with mitzi. his rivalry with atlas’ wife and his oddities such as wearing his boss’s shirts read as girlish crush behavior, typical things one does when believing themselves enamored, you know? naturally his views and feelings for atlas aren’t quite that simple nor easy to parse, and i’m not trying to simplify them in any way! i just believe he had a torch for atlas, and thus didn’t carry another for anyone else, at least not as intensely. whatever feelings he might have for someone would always be second to atlas, who was his very reason for living and breathing every day, who was his answer and justification and eventually? his obsession. in many ways i think mordecai was too wrapped up in atlas to properly develop feelings for viktor, even if there were inklings of something inside of him. ironically, the term something is what i love using when thinking about him with viktor or mitzi. mordecai is something with those two, he feels something, an unlabeled sort of thing he can’t really reach -- perhaps he doesn’t even want to, scared of what it might mean, what it could say. and it is different somethings! they are not the same feeling, what he feels towards those two, but it’s not fully known to him in the way that his feelings towards atlas was. it is not as clear! especially now, with things as awful as they are and with mordecai so full of turmoil he’s forcing himself to not share. he also has an intense aversion to emotions, obviously, which doesn’t help matters lol. this man could find some of the closure he’s so desperately seeking if he took more than a glance inside of himself, but then he wouldn’t be apart of this tragic tale, now would he?

still, in a better world where the lackadaisy’s gaggle of traumatized characters are allowed healing without any casualties or major losses, then i’d enjoy seeing a viktor and mordecai slowburn. where they decide to remain steadfast by each other’s side like once upon a time before, and they deal with life as a unit. maybe when given the space for it, mordecai’s affection can finally cement into real love for viktor -- the romantic kind, something sappy and disarming and maddening all at once. maybe viktor will allow such indulgences, finally able to touch upon his heart again and use it in a way that he hasn’t gotten to in a couple ages. or maybe he won’t share the specific feelings that mordecai possesses for him, but he’ll enjoy creating an entirely new thing that’s only for them : he can compromise and he can bend if mordecai is willing to bend just the same. they certainly wouldn’t be your typical couple, their emotions too stunted for regular dates or typical pda, but there’s something more special and intimate to them carving out their own space, and thus having their own secret world. a mix of platonic and romantic affections, a healthy dose of selfishness and desire they couldn’t ever have before but now can hoard so entirely, in small bearable doses. and there will always be some things they both won’t ever be able to shake ( mordecai disabling viktor, atlas, viktor’s daughter, etc ), although they could manage these aches and guilt better together, which is the exact sort of happy ending i’d want for them. if i may be so indulgent myself haha ( <- person who knows lackadaisy’s ending will be mostly dark and tragic but likes playing around with hopeful scenarios and what-if’s regardless! )

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

ari ari ari i need your thoughts on this!!! suguru who lives and breathes being able to take care of his s/o, like that's HIS MEANING to life once he's found The One. butbutbut what if he got severely sick like he isnt able to even get up and he's all weak and frail like a victorian child. obv his s/o wouldnt mind it at all and would LOOOOOVE to pamper him like the roles are literally reversed but he feels sooooooo guilty that now hes the one being taken care plsplspls this has been plaguing my mind

ANONNNNNNNNNNNNN

THIS CONCEPT IS SO DEAR TO MY HEART………… hang on let me get my thoughts in order .

suguru is just . such a caretaker type. he feels so much more comfortable in that position. i absolutely think he’d devote himself to tending to your needs, and i absolutely think he’d feel extremely uncomfortable if he got so sick that he couldn’t do that anymore 😭 if he was forced into a position where he couldn’t do anything but meekly let you take care of him…. it makes him so viscerally uncomfortable because it’s just so foreign!!!!

this is just my take on him, but i really feel like suguru was neglected as a child …… he strikes me as the type who had to take care of himself, always, so that’s where he feels most comfortable. he’s so used to take care of others, and himself, and i think it gives him a sense of control that he’s dependent on. so when he gets hit with such a severe wave of sickness… and he can’t even get out of bed on his own…. :’3 well . i think he feels very helpless and very uncomfortable!!!!! maybe even a little irritated . he just hates the feeling i think…

so!!! you have to ease him into it :3 deep down he’d probably really, really enjoy being pampered and tended to…. but he’s so hesitant . i feel like he tries to fend you off and reassure you at first, but when you’ve made it clear that you’re taking care of him whether he likes it or not ……. he probably. gets a little shy 😭 he’s just a baby…….. speaks even softer than usual because his throat is raspy, pouts after taking his medicine, blushes a little when you spoon-feed him soup………. he’s just. SO cute. he gets so clingy i think. he really loves the attention and he’s very very embarrassed about it LMAO

ANYWAYYY IN CONCLUSION . you’re so bigbrained anon <3333 this man needs to be pampered and babied relentlessly . made then he’ll relax a bit.

[drunk-on-dk]

HI SKY <333333

Been thinking about riding junhui a lot more than usual lately......but like lazily i love lazy sex and he is giving body worship ehehehehehhe

JENNA <3333 I'm absolutely BUZZING FROM THIS the second I saw you send this in I WAS LIKE YESSSSSS I'M SORRY IT TOOK A BIT... but what a wonderful way to post my first jun work on here because I NEED this. ily thank you for sending this in because I'm obsessed (also with drowning by bobby coming out WHEW what a suitable song)

warnings: no plot just smut (minors i do bite so please DNI), unprotected sex (no protection is mentioned, but pls stay safe friends), fem-bodied reader but no specified pronouns, riding, body worship, marking, sub (?) jun (idk he'd do anything for the reader he's obsessed), pet names (good boy jun)

w/c: ~850 words

Junhui was in a daze, eyes half-lidded and hypnotized by the slow roll of your hips into his. If the grinding motion was enough to set his body on fire, then each pulse of your walls around his cock was enough to make him feel like he could actually combust. But he doesn't, he can't bear the thought of not having your skin on his, absolutely positive that he'd let you ride him like this all night.

At this rate, it may actually be all night, as neither of you can exactly remember how long ago it was since you climbed onto his lap claiming you wanted to "take care of him" tonight. After all, Jun has been such a good boy for you all week; he deserves a little TLC in the form of you pinning him down to the bed and riding him until you both see stars.

He's too entranced by the curves and dips of your body and the way your features twist into the most beautiful expressions of pleasure as you lazily rotate your hips in a figure-8 pattern.

The large hands that trace your body pull soft moans from you, his gentle touch only amplifying the immense amount of pleasure you feel from the stimulation of your clit rubbing against Jun's pelvis and how he fills you so perfectly. His palms run shamelessly over your torso, roaming aimlessly as if to remember every inch of your delicate skin until landing on your hips.

Jun has been mumbling rambles of praises all night, unable to form a coherent sentence due to the way his mind is clouded by you. He's absolutely consumed by the way you feel wrapped around him, loving that he can watch you lose yourself on his cock with each languid, self-guided roll of your hips.

"Can't believe you're mine," he babbles, hands still finding real estate on your hips and rubbing his thumb almost soothingly. "So perfect, so beautiful."

His words have you gasping, your own hands splayed out greedily on his broad chest that heaves as your walls tighten with each doting word.

"S-shit, Jun," you moan a bit louder when his hands spread to your ass, your body falling limp against his when he grips the muscle a little tighter to stop the motion of your hips.

"Please," he whimpers, nuzzling his nose deeper into your neck and breathing in your intoxicating scent, his mind absolutely fogged by thoughts of you and only you. "Don't want this to end, need you all night."

Jun's mouth traces your neck lovingly, teeth and lips suckling at your skin that you'd almost think he was teasing if you knew he wasn't love-drunk off you. You can't help but pick up the pace, resuming the motion of your hips as you continue to lazily fuck yourself on his cock.

The overwhelming feeling of you sinking onto him again has him sucking in air, his adam's apple bobbing as he gulps, coming up for air, and trying not to drown in the sensation of your warmth surrounding him.

"Let me take care of you, Jun," you breathe against his cheek, goosebumps running down your spine as his fingers trace up and down your torso. "You're so precious to me."

It's dizzying how his lips leave warm, wet spots from your collarbone up until he connects with your lips. He moans in delight, breaking away to pebble kisses all over your body as you lift yourself up just to sink down again.

Jun swears he won't ever get sick of how you wrap so perfectly around him, trying to voice his thoughts but only a raspy groan comes out against your throat when your fingers tangle themselves into his hair. He busies himself by gently nibbling on the thin, delicate skin of your neck, absolutely unaware of the love bites he leaves along the way.

He was all yours for the taking, you could feel the unconditional love he poured into you as you guide yourself to pleasure, ultimately leading to his own pleasure as well. You can feel every twitch of his length when you moan his name, making the fluttering feeling of your walls and the pulsing of your clit more evident.

The orgasm that you had been leisurely chasing was now near, unable to suppress the euphoric ebbing feeling that made your walls contract in delight.

"Junhui," you pant, the sluggish roll of your hips now becoming more desperate as your pleasure began to wash over you. "I'm close, be my good boy and finish with me."

It's all Jun needs to hear, understanding your body more than you'll ever know, and releasing inside of you when he feels the tell-tale sign of your walls fluttering around his length, filling you deeply with his hot seed. It almost feels as if all the oxygen has been sucked out of the air for Jun, the hazy fog that clouds his head only makes his mind whirl more as he watches you fall apart on top of him. So beautiful, so perfect, and all his. He will always take whatever you give him; you have him wrapped so tightly around your finger and he swears he'll always be your good boy if these are benefits.

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[peppermintmochafem]

spanked a butch sub with a dog collar this week… btw

see this is what life is all about 🫶

[inumbrapugnabimus-maybe]

I'm sorry you're going through it 🥺 here's a hug for you 🫂 I hope you get some good rest soon

- hero-of-the-wolf

anndnsndnsna thank you ❤️❤️❤️

[outersoap]

ily <3

:0!!

:D!!!!!!!!

[yujeong]

I want to compare our opinions about Pete so hand them down!

Aww, how kind of you. A certain someone would ask "Why compare?", but we'll ignore his philosophical ramblings this time :3 How I feel about Pete He's literally changed the trajectory of my entire life, so... I kind of hate him (affectionate) ❤️ All the people I ship romantically with Pete / My non-romantic OTP for Pete Here's where I beg to differ, because I ship Pete with (almost) everybody! I just want to pass him around to *all* the men and see what comes out of it. It doesn't have to be romantic in the typical sense, it doesn't have to be good, hell it doesn't even have to be hot, it just has to have a dynamic that will make my brain go brrr. Besides VegasPete, which is the obvious choice, some of my favourites include PorschePete, ArmPete, KinnPete and KimPete, each of them for completely different reasons:

PorschePete have, what me and @wretchedamaranth love to call, a "secret third thing" of a relationship. Not platonic, not romantic, but something else, something only they can understand. I've written them this way before and I just love it so fucking much.

ArmPete represents my desperate need for someone to fall utterly in love with Pete and not have their feelings reciprocated; this is where Arm comes in. I have around 3k words of fic written for them, but it'll probably never see the light of day.

KinnPete is just bad vibes galore. They have negative sexual energy together, but their dynamic is screaming at me to notice, and I can't say I haven't. The true pet play dynamic, if we're being honest.

KimPete is... I don't even know how to describe it. I think what makes me go crazy about them (to the point of writing 25k words of pre-canon material for how their relationship came to be) is how similar, yet different they are as characters. Both closed off, both unwilling to share parts of themselves due to not even knowing themselves enough to do so, both such intricate puzzles to solve. Everything Kim is different from Pete, he's similar to Vegas, but not to the point of them being the same person. I don't know, I really, really like this one.

As for my non-romantic OTP, it has to be Macau&Pete. I have never been this obsessed with a platonic relationship that was barely shown in canon before. I have to thank Lusn and her brilliant fics once again, I'm never getting over them - I have someone's birthday gift to write after all ❤️ My unpopular opinion about Pete God, I have so many. I'll share 2 at the top of my head without explaining myself; I'd rather not be a nuisance about my niche opinions for the millionth time:

Pete isn't a masochist or into degradation or into pet play. The main thing I believe he is very much into - which is intensely backed up by canon - is being the most sub to ever sub.

I don't think Pete killed his father. I don't think he ever thought of killing his father. I don't think he ever wanted to kill his father.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with Pete in canon

Fuck, that's such a tough question. Honestly, I am starving for more safehouse moments, especially between episodes 11-12, because they skipped Pete getting better - or at least as better as he could get. So I'd add more scenes of Pete being sick in the show, and one moment I'd loved the show to have expanded upon is when Vegas found Pete unconscious and at the verge of death in episode 11. Vegas nourishing Pete back to health when he has no idea what the fuck he's doing while crying his eyes out? Damn I need this so much it makes me want to cry myself.

[c00kietin]

have a cookie, cookie!!

🍪

it's as sweet as you!! :D

Eeeee stawwwwpppp 💖💖🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭

[chillzosworld]

Aight so I thought of something...

An undertale like au for Tumblr and it would be called uhhhh

TUMBLRTALE™

Aight here's the story.

Long ago. There were two types of people on this site.

Anons(nice and mean) and blogs.

They lived in peace and happiness.. until one day.. the anon war happened.

It was a long ass war, but the blogs were victorious. And so they sealed the anons into the TUMBLGROUND™ never to be seen again.. until one day...

A blog fell into the TUMBLGROUND.

AIGHT!! I wanna make this a big project so yeah it's an au and here's who here

@chillzosworld is frisk (with chi and koki as well*)

TUMBLR crab is flowey

@lunaglitchercc would be Tori

@the-ethereal-grave-doctor would be sans and @the-hotel-doctor would be papyrus

Damn umm @the-arcade-doctor would be mettaton (no longs legs unless they want it *)

TELL ME WHO WOULD BE ASGORE, UNDYNE, AND THE REST IN THE REPLYS

I might need voice actors, art ppl coder and such but, if y'all can do that with me then WE GOT THIS 💯!!!!

Aight chillzo out ig whatever

Update CHILLZO AS FRISK HERE LOOK

It's a lil blurry but here y'all go

OHHHHHHHHHHHH YALLLLL LOOK AT THIS IS SO YOU CAN DRAW FOR CHILLZO

GIVES ME EARTHBOUND AND UNDERTALE VIBES

(fun fact: the anon war happened cuz a mean anon said the n-word and then a bunch of random things that were offensive and crap *)

[rrat-king]

4 6 and 8 for the rec ask game!

4. a fic starring a character with less than 100 works

The Early Bird by @20dimensionsoftangerine

sprak lefevre is new to elmville straight from the mountains of chaos, so he goes to the only other goblin folk he knows for a place or stay: the gukgaks. capture's spraks insane deal while also fitting in his goblin teen charm, as well as having truly lovely insights into fantasy high goblin culture through sklonda's pov. adore this so much

6. a fic that made you laugh/cry

my foundation has disappeared by @wlwinry

au where Fabian's bad day happens a lot sooner and he never winds up in elmville, instead disowned and fending for himself on leviathan where he is marked for exile until the bad kids find him. incredible exploration of Fabian and ayda's potential relationship on leviathan as pirate kids. makes my chest hurt with the degree of angst, so truly wonderful.

8. a fic about family relationships

the difference between fight or flight by @allthecastlesonclouds

a kristen and her siblings fic I just adore, set after sophomore year. so full of wonderful headcannons and characterization of the siblings we haven't seen a whole lot of plus the way they have to deal with being raised in the household they did as kristen changes and grows herself. wonderful writing and characterization and featuring the one and only beloved trans bucky applebees aka bee <33

ask game here!

[shaanks]

reporting live today on av day from somewhere on this planet to ask, how did shanks celebrate your birthday with you? was it a private celebration with only the two of you, some extreme partying with the crew? what did he have under his right arm sleeve? 🎤

Lotus you're literally so sweet 🥹🥹🥹😭😭😭 it was kind of a mix of both!! We went to a tavern for lunch, drank a good bit too much (rum drinks my delicious beloved), listened to loud music and had boisterous fun with the crew!!! And then dinnertime was just us tucked away somewhere quiet where we could enjoy each other's company a lil more easily. We're staying at this really pretty, really comfortable Inn by the seaside and it's just been so nice, I think we're actually gonna go hang around on the beach today, just a lot of relaxing together and enjoying not having anything to be responsible for atm. ; u ;